Daniel hesitantly raised his t-shirt and for the first time, Jennifer saw a broad trail of short,
white hairs spreading upward from his groin and tapering off slightly above his belly
button. The sight of Daniel's canine fur was intoxicating, and Jennifer couldn't stop
herself from reaching out a hand-paw to caress it.
The startling feeling of Jennifer's pawpads caressing his belly fur caused Daniel to spasm,
his body shaking in delight as he let loose an involuntary growl. For a moment, Daniel
stood stock still, surprised at the bestial noise that had burst forth from him. Jennifer, on
the other hand, continued to stroke Daniel's stomach, almost willing the creamy white fur
to spread from its origin somewhere below his belt. Daniel's growl had awoken something
primal inside her, something that she was struggling to keep in check.
Daniel had his head back and eyes closed, Jennifer's continuous rubbing on his belly
clouding his mind even while his left foot began to tap the pavement. It took all Daniel's
mental strength and a healthy dose of fear for him to finally step back, and pull his shirt
down.
"Jennifer, this change is scaring me. I need your help here....as a friend, not as a dog,"
pleaded Daniel, his green eyes wide with fear. "I know what you've told me, but I always
remember you as a dog girl and this whole thing is new to me so please, please don't
make it harder" continued the frightened boy.
Jennifer nodded her head and apologized for letting her lust get the better of her.
However, she couldn't help but notice as Daniel walked slightly ahead of her on the
sidewalk, that the tips of his ears had grown even longer and flopped over, forming little
triangles that flapped jauntily in the breeze. Speeding her pace and pulling alongside
him, she could even see the dusting of black fur that covered the sides of Daniel's ears.
But, more than any physical alteration, the force ratcheting up Jennifer's arousal for Daniel
was the enticing melding of scents that her highly sensitive nose was beginning to pick up
from him. Oh, he still smelled like the same old Daniel all right. Jennifer realized that she
had subconsciously matched Daniel with this unique 'scent tag' the first time she met him
in her transformed state- that combination of the artificial spiciness of the Doritos he
always ate, the sharp tang of treated leather from the new pair of sneakers his wealthy dad
would buy him every few months, and of course the dull mustiness of boy sweat that even
deodorant couldn't fully cover up. And yet, beneath all that was a more subtle scent layer,
one which caused Jennifer's nose to twitch and her heart to race in anticipation. This was
the rich musky odor of male dog, and to Jennifer's delight, it was melding with Dan's
previous scent to form an aroma which unmistakably told her that her friend's
transformation was accelerating.