The little dog decisively jumps up on your belly and mounts you then he begins to thrust. You try to forget what’s happening to you and you close your eyes tightly and clench your teeth. However it’s soon over and you feel the dog release his hot seed inside you. He quickly pulls out of you and a lab assistant comes out of a door to your left and helps the little dog of the table. You can hear the micro phonic voice speak again, but you don’t really listen what the voice is saying. You feel a strange hot feeling spreading from your lower body and to the rest of your body. “You must rest here for a bit, then I will allow you to use a shower” The lab assistant tells you before he walks out of the room with the Tibbie male. About 30 minutes later (you guess this) the lab assistant comes back into the room. All the scientists who watched the little “show” have now gone. He releases you from the table and helps you up. You feel hot and weak as you tiredly walk with the help of the lab assistant.
You’re lead to a big shower room where you’re place in front on of the showers. “From now on you can shower after every DNA dose “injection”. As long as you are is capable of turning on the shower without help. Because when you body is incapable of doing that… well, dogs don’t shower” The lab assistant snickers as he walks out of the room and begin to stand guard outside. You don’t listen to him, you just stand there for a few moments, and then you turn on the shower and try scrubbing your crotch clean from the dog’s semen. You stand there for at least 20 minutes, but the results are no good. When you give up and begin to get yourself totally clean you turn your head and see that the lab assistant is leaning against the wall next to the door. He’s obviously examining you. “It’s such a waste…” He suddenly says and slowly shakes his head. “What is a waste?” You ask a bit nervously. “It’s waste that your beautiful body will shrink, become furry and that your good looking butt of yours will grow a tail. That you will soon be walking on all fours and eating from bowls” The lab assistant grins as he tells you this. You try not to look distressed as he tells you this, you don’t want to give him the pleasure of that.
When you finish the assistant hands you a towel and then he leads you to the cage again. You feel a bit better now, although you’re still a bit hot. “Here, wear them until your body won’t allow it anymore” He gives your clothes back and they have washed them to make them clean and nice. This time, you decide that you won’t fall asleep so you can resist being taken to that table again.