Susan sauntered into the kitchen, instinctually swaying her hips side to side to give the tail that was attached out of her ass a graceful flow. It was just a buttplug, but Susan loved how both it felt and made her look.
In the kitchen Susan prepared a simple bowl of cereal, or kibble as she liked to call it. Filling it in a bowl she then placed it on the ground, moving on her knees to then eat her dry breakfast like a dog, her ass wagging in the air. Susan moaned, she loved eating in such a submissive manner, she wished that wolf was to take advantage of her bare ass, to grab her tail and show her place. Susan gasped as continued eating, the feeling of lust once again overpowering her emotions.
Licking the bowl clean with her long tongue she sat back up, licking her hands seductively, before standing up to place the bowl in the sink. Susan rubbed her body as she relished in the feeling, it wasn't enough though, it never was enough.
Susan was all too eager to return to her den, her tidy office now stripped of any sense of professionalism or her previous occupation. The room was dedicated to her know more than ever. The moist fox throne still gleaming as it beckoned her over. Susan recoiled from the burning pit in her stomach, even a just a few minutes doing nothing was driving her wild. Susan walked over to her bookshelf, now completely lined with an assortment of dildos and playthings, all canine in nature of course. Susan grabbing one much larger than previous she mantled it on the throne. Licking her lips devilishly she climbed over the stool. Hovering over the glistening knot she cooed as she slowly slid down it's massive shaft. A wet pop as she took the whole thing. Susan braced her arms on her desk as she slowly bobbed up and down. Each long and eager stroke only causing her to change more and more. Susan closed her eyes, lost in bliss, unaware as her body became draped in a swath of auburn hair.
Susan quickened the pace, her juices lathering the poll as it started to drip down on to her stool. Susan moaned loudly as a tingling feeling radiated from her ears, her hearing suddenly becoming incredibly keen. The newfound depth of hearing though only made her actions ever more lustful, she could hear every drop, every squelch of her aching vulpine pussy. Susan squealed in delight, her pacing quickening even more. Her stomach bulging from the plastic mass that was ever reaching her for aching womb.
Susan's body only continued to change, her form continually shedding her old human attributes, her sweaty jungle growing even thicker as it became a true patch of fur, transitioning to a white as it traveled up to her naval, thinning out as it blended with her hair, the fur dominated her groin, moving to cover her ass and inner thighs, despite the change, her pubic fur remained thicker than the rest. Only when it had reached her ass however did she feel a pressure. Susan opened her eyes as she moaned loudly, climaxing as her buttplug popped out of her, and her tail now connecting to her actual tailbone. Susan rested her face on her desk, panting loudly. Her body was matted with previous fluids and experiences, her tail flickering above her.
Susan sighed blissfully, all her life growing up she had to hide herself, they'd call her a freak for her ears or tail, that's why she always had to lie and say it was roleplay, but now, she could freely enjoy herself as much as she wanted. Susan's breathing started to increase again as the fire in her groin failed to be quenched.