Tears streamed down Jennifer’s face. Drug her friends or be completely transformed into a dog. Had she been thinking straight the decision might have been far tougher than it was, but the emotions and the large amounts of alcohol in her blood meant that without hesitation she rose from her perch and headed straight for the club bar.
She ordered three of the fruitiest drinks she could to hide the taste, and deposited the pills into them, watching them completely dissolve in a matter of seconds, hiding it from the bartender so he wouldn’t notice and throw her out before she could give it to her friends.
Strutting over to them, she was glad the lights and the music hid her condition. Fur now almost completely covered her arms and her tail swung freely behind her like some weird fancy dress. Her ears had become more pointed and were just about poking through her platinum blonde hair, and she could feel the fur now climbing her neck and cleavage, as well as progressing south down her legs. Her friends didn’t notice however, taking the drinks and downing them.
“Wow Jen, what was that stuff?” Abby asked as she cringed at the extreme fruity flavor. Sweat poured down Jennifer’s forehead as she feigned ignorance.
“Sorry about that, girls.” She began trying not to stutter. “It seemed fun on the menu. Hey can you guys come outside with me a second, I need some help with something.” It was plain and ambiguous but Jen wasn’t known for her quick thinking, even when sober. Blindingly trusting her however, the girls all nodded, a little confused and slightly concerned about Jen’s odd behavior.
The noise of the music and crowds faded as Jen led them out into the alley. They passed under a couple street lights and Jen’s changes became suddenly noticeable. “Hey Jen? Are you wearing some fancy dress or something?” Carrie asked as she moved to touch Jen’s canine ears. The pointed tips, rather than sliding off her head, felt warm and remained steadfast on her head.
“I’m sorry girls. I’m so sorry.” Jen began. It was through deep breathes and tears she sputtered the words, and the other girls still hadn’t figured out what was going on. “I had to, he made me. I didn’t want to. Please, I don’t want to be a dog.” She sobbed.
“Well done Jennifer.” The mysterious man said as he stepped from the shadows in front of the parked van. The girls didn’t know what was going on and turned to run, but two burly men blocked the exit of the alley.
“Easy girls, we don’t want a bunch of strays running about in the streets.”
Jen ran up to him and fell onto her hands and knees. “Please” She cried, “Please change me back, I did what you asked.” The others girls didn’t understand, but their attention was so fixated on the scene that the fur begging to grow on their arms went unnoticed, at least for now.
“Ahh Jen, you were perfect.” He said reaching into his pocket. “And I have your reward right here…”