“Let me go!” you manage to bark out at last. But as the male is only staring you calm down enough to look where his eyes rest.
“What?” You growl in shock looking at the double row of nipples that now grace your belly. Wiggling free of his now lose grip you break free and start to run away then stop. Eyes widening you slowly stand up as it dawns on you just how close you had been to running on all fours.
“The ticket booth! The cure must be there....” you yell in panic even as you kick off your now ruined shoes as big paws now move you along the street in place of your human feet.
“Wait! Do not leave....” a male voice yells then turns into a dogs barking but strangely you can still understand what is being said.
“No time I have to go help Becky and myself before we are both dogs!”
Bits of cloth falling in your wake as you try to ignore the sounds of rips as sound and scent becomes less muted and more intense. Open stares of those waiting in line no longer bothering you as human trys at grabbing you become even easier to dodge.
“Mad dog!” someone yells but not wishing to slow and look you just keep running knocking people out of your way as you dash to toward the ticket booth.
“Careful it might have rabies!” another voice is heard to say.