Marcy slipped the ring onto her finger and began to walk along the beach. She thought angrily of the 'friends'
who had ditched her: Rebecca, the bitch; Adam, the jackass; and Rick, the prick. She imagined Rebecca
changing, turning slowly into a dog while pleading for forgiveness. She chuckled to herself, "If only..."
A scream rang out suddenly. Snapping out of the haze, Marcy rushed up the beach in the direction of the
scream. As she ran up the embankment towards the parking lot, she slid to a halt behind a tree as she saw her
three 'friends'. What she saw shocked her.
There, right before her eyes, Rebecca was changing. She had ripped of her shirt and was staring down in horror
as brown hairs has sprouted all over her body. A second and third set of boobs sat underneath her original
pair, and her nose was already black like a dogs. Rick and Adam could only gawk in shock as their friend
stumbled down onto all fours, sobbing as a tail painfully grew from the base of her spine.
All of a sudden, the realization hit Marcy. She didn't know how, but somehow she'd made this happen. It was
exactly as she pictured it... Marcy looked down at the ring, and a sly grin grew on her face. She stepped out
from behind the tree and strode up to the three. "Having fun, bitch?" she spat.
Rebecca looked up, tears in her eyes. Her back feet were already paws, her legs shortening as her hands began
to grow claws. "You... you did this!" she gasped. "Please stop it! Please"
Marcy just laughed. "That's right. Beg. Beg like the bitch you are. I know you abandoned me so you could play
with your boy toys. I have no mercy for you," she sneered.
Rebecca gasped as her ears grew and became floppy. The fur had spread up her face and down her arms as a
muzzle began to form, pushing out and distorting her features. "Please! I don't want to be a dog," she cried.
"I don't want to- BARK!"
Marcy just laughed as Rebecca lost the power to speak. As she shrank down, Rebecca could only look up in
horror as the last of the changes finished. "I hope you enjoy that new life of yours," she spat. Marcy turned
to Rick and Adam, who were now backing away slowly. "I haven't forgotten about you two," she smiled. "So,
which one of you two bastards wants to go first?"