…dog ?
It seems odd. To Edwin though such an odd “occupation” would make the class freak out. Especially if something were to happen to little Annabelle. He adjusted Annabelle’s mind so that she wanted to be a dog. He chose the breed of Warlock Doberman, because in his mind there is no breed further from the cute girl she is now. Edwin also selected changes that would progress as she thought about being a dog more.
He pressed "Enter."
The teacher called each of the children's names. Row by row, each student stood from their desk and explained what they wanted to be. Most of the other students had normal jobs in mind; A diver, a dentist, a stuntman. With such reasoning as; it's cool, it would be fun, etc.
Edwin looked over to Annabelle, she was shivering, legs rubbing against each other. She's clearly thinking about what she’ll say, thinking about her future as-
“Annabelle ?”
Both Edwin and Annabelle were caught off guard for a moment. A nervous expression crawls across her face. She steadily rose from her desk and looked her teacher in the eyes.
“What do you wanna be when you grow up Annabelle ?”
“I want to be a dog when I grow up.” The classroom is suddenly overrun with laughter. Even the teacher smirks. Though Annabelle stays focused. Under the commotion, Edwin picks up a muffled pop noise.
“Alright Annabelle, why do you want to be a dog?” The teacher humors the girl.
“It would be so fun. I woke up today and said to myself that I will become one.” Then a crack. The classroom is still laughing, even the teacher is laughing now. Annabelle bites her lip.
Edwin opens the emitter and gives himself the ability to see through layers of clothing. With his new power he stares at Annabelle’s side profile until her pinafore dress becomes semi transparent. Edwin almost gasped when he saw a tent in the back of Annabelle’s panties.
“Heh heh…What kind of dog Annabelle ?” The teacher says, wiping a tear from her eye.
“A Doberman, A Warlock Doberman. That's the dog I dream of being. Just a big muscular dog.” Even more laughter. Annabelle scratches at her chest. Edwin can see brown and black fur spreading up from the crotch of Annabelle’s panties. Edwin then uses his X-Ray power on her feet to see what looked like paws growing inside of her Mary Jane shoes.
“Annabelle, you should probably think of a real job next time, okay ? Plus Dobermans are scary and twice your weight. You are cute, not a big scary dog.”
“But I wanna ! I wanna be a Doberman !”
“Okay Annabelle let's move on now.”
“But…-”
“Edwin !” The teacher interrupted. Edwin was conflicted and subtly stood as he watched Annabelle’s stomach grow more fur. More pops and cracks could be heard.
“What do you want to be when you grow up ?” Edwin was so focused on Annabelle that he was now unprepared for such a question.
“Well…I would be-”
“I WANNA BE A DOG ! A DOBERMAN !”
Edwin quickly looked over to see Annabelle hunching over.
“Okay Annabelle, enough jokes we have a class to get through.” The teacher says, unaware of the changes taking place.
Annabelle’s bones crack in her hands so that her thumb reseeds and shifts down her arm as fur begins sprouting from her pores. Her fingernails split into claws and paw pads grew on her hands. She then collapses on her hands and knees and starts panting.
“Annabelle ?”
She does not respond as her body spasms. Her black bob frays as her hair reseeds and becomes fur. Her shoes split open to reveal long brown paws.
“Guh…It's..uhg…happeninnngg.” Annabelle grunts. Her arms expand as Doberman muscle expands her body. The (uncut) tail that was growing rips through her cotton panties and flicks her skirt upwards
The classroom that was full of laughter just a few moments ago now overcomes with crying and gasps as they watch their classmate become a muscular canine. Her cute yellow dress rips down the middle as her chest barrels outward into a big muscular chest.
Her face cracked forward, pushing further out, showing off her sharpening teeth. Her face continues to push out until a final pop.
Where Annabelle once was now stood a Doberman. She barks happily as the last scraps of clothing fall off her.
The classroom is silent in shock. Edwin smirks at the dog and continues;
“I’d like to be a Veterinarian, Teacher.”
She doesn't respond.
Just then, the end bell rang. It was time to go to the second period. Which for Edwin meant…