You take a deep breath and select English Bulldog from the list. A few more questions come up about your ideal living environment—“Do you want a home with children?” “How much exercise are you comfortable with?”—and then you reach the final screen. The question there is simple: “Are you sure you want to go through with this?”
You’re not sure what you expected, but that’s not it. Your heart hammers as you pause, wondering if this is really what you want. But then you remember the life you left behind: the job that went to hell, the friends who lost interest, the family that forgot you even existed. That life was over. And you didn’t want to go back.
With a final deep breath, you tap the Yes button. The tablet beeps, and a moment later the desk attendant stands up, a small smile on her face. She gestures for you to follow her. "Come with me, please."
She leads you through the building, down a long series of white hallways, past door after door. Some are labeled as offices, others are simply numbers. At one point, you hear a soft whimpering sound from behind a closed door. The attendant ignores it and keeps walking.
Finally, she opens a door at the end of the hall and gestures you inside. “The technician will be here in a minute,” she says.
You step into the room, shutting the door behind you. The space is small, but there’s a plush dog bed in the corner. You sit down and wait.
A few moments later, the door opens and a young man in a white lab coat steps inside. He smiles at you, and for some reason the expression makes your skin crawl.
"Hello. My name is Jake, and I'll be doing your transformation today," he says, sounding almost bored. "I'm sure you're ready to get started. First, we'll need to get you undressed. Please strip to your underwear."
You swallow, but then you stand and remove your clothes. The technician watches as you fold them neatly and set them aside. He doesn’t seem interested in your naked body, but still you feel self-conscious.
When you’re finished, he holds up a small syringe. “This will knock you out for about half an hour. When you wake up, you’ll be a new dog.”
You nod nervously. He leans forward and injects you in the neck. There’s a flash of pain, followed by a rush of dizziness. You try to keep yourself upright, but your legs give out and you crumple to the floor.
The last thing you feel is a warm sensation spreading through your feet, like they’re melting.
When you wake up again, it takes you a few minutes to realize what’s happened. Your body feels different in a thousand ways that you can’t quite pinpoint.
You look down at your arms and see that they’ve changed into paws. The hands are gone, replaced by short, stubby legs ending in flat pads. The nails are hard and black. You wiggle your toes, and they’re thick and stumpy.
The same goes for your back paws, which have shrunk to match your fronts. When you try to stand on them, you stumble and fall over. Your balance is different now, as if the weight of your body has changed. And when you look down, you see that you’re much shorter than you were before.
Your tail has grown, too, a sturdy little plug at the base of your spine that feels strange and foreign. You wag it a little experimentally.
That leaves your penis, you notice a strange smell coming from your crotch. You lean forward and see a strange bulge there.
It takes you a second to realize: you’ve grown testicles. They’re smaller than your old human balls, but they hang heavy between your legs. And then you see what’s inside the sack: a short, stubby dog penis.
It looks different than your human penis, shorter and thicker, with a little knot on the end. You run your tongue over it tentatively, feeling the ridges on the head. It tastes strange, like something you’ve never smelled before. And yet, despite yourself, you start to get hard. The cock swells in your mouth, and you can’t help lapping at it eagerly.
After a few moments, your orgasm hits. It feels different from the human orgasms you’re used to, more powerful and intense. You groan as your body releases, feeling your cum dripping down over your new balls.
When the pleasure has passed, you stand up to see yourself in the mirror across the room. You’re much shorter than before, barely three feet high. Your body has changed, too: your torso is thicker, with a broad chest and short arms ending in paws. Your head has grown a snout, and your mouth is filled with teeth.
You look at your reflection for a long time, trying to wrap your head around what’s happened. But as you stare, you start to feel happy. This new body isn’t so bad. In fact, it’s kind of nice, like you’ve finally found yourself after years of searching.
After all, you’re an English Bulldog now. That’s who you were meant to be.