Mark stroked the light coating of hair on the back of the naked young woman. He turned to her owner. "She's like Jeff?"
The older woman answered. "Jeff inspired her. She liked the idea of being a pet, of not being responsible for her own life. We made an agreement that she would be my dog. She's a good dog, aren't you Victoria?"
She scratched her pet behind the ears, and Victoria made noises of appreciation in her throat.
"She's beautiful. I see she made some physical transformations."
"A few. Mostly just the hair and some sensory stuff. She sees in black and white and she has canine nasal abilities."
"So they should be genetically compatible."
"I don't see why not."
"Then we can have puppies!"
"That's the other thing she changed. She has an oestrus cycle like a dog's. I'm sure we can fit Jeff in the nest time she's in heat, though."
"Excellent" Mark responded.
The two took Victoria out in the yard and played fetch with her. She was a very happy dog.