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 Author: wandrer
Title: The Collector
Part: Chapter 1
Universe: The Company
Keywords: mc, tf, mf, ff, humil
Summary: A girl is captured by a man who works for the company and
slowly transformed into a pet.
Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually
explicit material that some may find offensive.  It is meant for persons
over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children.  All characters
contained within are purely fictional, any similarity of any character,
event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely
coincidental.
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   "The Collector"

   Erin lay her blanket down on the green grass.

   What a beautiful day, she thought, as she lay down in the sun in her
colorful, skimpy bikini.  Her blond hair cascaded over her white shoulders
and she felt the warm sun strike the smooth skin of her stomach and chest.

   The man sat on the steps of one of the nearby buildings watching her. 
He inspected her silky white skin and her long, smooth legs.  He seemed to
look through her rather small bikini to inspect her small firm breasts. 
Were she not so tall, her small breasts and the soft contours of her body
might make her seem rather young, but at 5'7", one would not guess her to
be younger than 16, her actual age.  As she rolled over onto her stomach,
he inspected her pert little ass.

   With a nod to himself, the man walked over to her and placed a hand on
her back.  Erin never even awoke to the feel of the small needle sinking
into her skin and sending her deeper into blackness...

   Erin came awake in darkness.  Where am I?  She thought frantically,
trying to sit up.  As she sttempted to do so, she discovered that she
was...restrained.  Although she couldn't feel any sort of constraints on
her body, there was no question that she was very limited in her movements.
She thrashed about for a few moments, grunting in frustration, and finally
settled for being crouched on all fours.  During her thrashing, she
realized that she was completely nude, and felt a cool breeze play over her
thighs and pussy.

   Very frightened now, she crawled (as seemed to be the only thing she
could do, though she still could feel nothing around her arms and legs)
frantically about the room.  She determined that she was in a small room of
some sort with a blanket on the floor.  She tried to grasp the blanket, and
found, to her dismay, that her hands were somehow constrained as well and
she couldn't grasp anything with them.  With fear rapidly turning to
terror, she finally looked up and yelled "Hello!?"

   Or rather, that was what she tried to yell.  What came out of her mouth
was a very distinct and very feminine sounding bark.

   She sat in shock for a moment, certain that she was hearing things.  She
tried again, yelling "Hello!?  Please!  Help me!" What came out was a
series of yelps and barks that sounded nothing remotely like human speech
but very much like a young girl barking like a dog.

   Now feeling very ill and terrified, she began howling and running around
her cell.  After a few more minutes of attempting to speak, she gave up and
curled up on her blanket.  As she settled down, she thought she felt
something furry brush her leg, but when she turned, she could find nothing,
so she lay down and whimpered.

   After a short while had passed, a red light came on in the room.  She
jumped up to look at it, but couldn't really distinguish anything. 
However, underneath it was a door, and her heart leaped in hopes of getting
out.  She began barking frantically at the light, whining periodically in
frustration.

   The light began to shift shape after a few moments, and seemed to do
this for awhile.  She couldn't recognize the pattern, but she would have
guessed it was a sign of some sort, obviously in a language she didn't
know.

   After a couple more minutes, the door opened.  Erin shrank back from the
darkly outlined figure in it, whimpering.

   "It's all right, girl," the figure said in a soothing male voice as he
crouched, " come here." He held out his hand.

   Help me!!!  Erin barked.  Please!

   "Come here girl." He patted the floor.

   Please!  She wimpered, tears running down her cheeks.  Can't you see I'm
a girl?  I'm not a dog!  I'm not!

   All that came out was whines.

   Erin finally gave in to the soothing voice and slowly walked on all
fours to the man.  She leaned down and sniffed his hand.

   <Not hurt - Safe>

   She jerked back as she realized what had happened.  I smelled him!  I
smelled that he was friendly!

   The man reached out and began scratching her head through her hair. 
"Good girl."

   To Erin's embarrassment, she realized that if she had a tail it would be
wagging.  She could almost feel it.

   After a few moments, the man got up and said, in that same voice - like
speaking to a dog - "Come on girl.  Come on," and began walking down the
hallway.  She tried to stand, but again found that she could not.  She
looked down at her arms and legs, but there was nothing restraining them!
She bagan to feel ill.  Why can't I stand!?

   "Come on girl!" Not knowing what else to do, Erin trotted after him,
whimpering and fighting back tears.

   They eventually ended up in a kitchen, where the man filled a water dish
and set it down for her.  A sudden massive thirst came over her and she
dove for the dish and stuck her face in the bowl and began to drink deeply,
lapping at what she couldn't slurp up.  Her tongue felt odd somehow, but
she couldn't decide what was wrong.

   The man sat down on a wooden chair and stroked her hair as she drank. 
"Good girl."

   When she finished the water, licking her chops and the end of her nose.
She looked up at him imploringly.  He reached down and stuck a patch of on
her shoulder.  There was a brief sting...

   And suddenly the cloud that she hadn't realized was there over her mind
lifted.  And with it came panic!  She began barking and whining.  Oh God!
She thought, what's happened to me!?  My tongue!  She stuck her tounge out.
It reached over the tip of her nose easily!  Oh God, its a dog's tongue! 
Oh God!  She looked down at her arms and legs again.  Try as she might she
couldn't straighten up.

   My hands!  Disgust ripped through her body as she lifted her
right...paw. Although her hand looked normal - small and feminine - she
found that try as she might, she was unable to grip anything with it.  She
could support herself on them, but she couldn't pick anything up.

   A sudden realization made her stomach tighten.  She turned slowly...and
there, growing out of her back just above her little asshole was a large,
bushy, blonde-furred tail.  Oh God!  She began to howl, he gave me a tail!
What has he made me into?  What am I!?

   "Calm down, Erin.  It will be easier for you if you just calm down and
accept it."

   At the sound of her name, she turned to look at the man.  Were she not
so frightened and disgusted at what she had become, she might have found
him attractive.  He was large, a little over six feet, with short dark hair
and a close trimmed beard.  He was thickly built, with a very trim
physique.

   Please!  she barked, tears running from her wide eyes.  Why have you
done this to me?  Please make me human again.  Who are you?

   "I can't understand you any longer, but I will try and answer some of
the questions you might have.  Just sit and listen.  Sit."

   Getting angry now, Erin just stood on all fours and glared at him.  His
features darkened.

   "You *will* do as I say.  You just make it harder on yourself.  Now,
sit!"

   Fuck you, Erin growled.

   The man sighed disappointedly, got up, and yanked back on the collar she
didn't know was there.  She yelped in surprise and fell back on her
haunches.

   "Stay," the man said, sitting down again, "I don't want to punish you."

   Erin decided to sit for the moment and hear what he had to say.  She
suddenly became acutely aware of her bare breasts and pussy and felt her
face flush.

   "I would get over being embarassed if I were you," the man said, "you
will not be wearing any more clothes than that ever again.  I never was one
for dressing my puppies in sweaters and the like."

   "So, you are probably wondering who I am.  My name is unimportant to
you. You can just think of me as Master, as that is what I am to you know.
Your master and owner and all of that sort of thing."

   Erin glared at him silently.

   "I am...a collector - among other things.  And I liked you and decided
to add you to my collection.  Of course you were uninteresting as you were,
so I made you more interesting.  Perhaps sometime I will introduce you to
some of the others in my rather..extensive collection.

   "Anyway, you may well be wondering where you are.  You are in my home,
and that is as much as you will need to know, as you will never leave."

   Someone will find me, damn you, Erin thought, growling.

   "Don't think anyone will find you," the man said.  "They don't believe
there is anyone to find..."

   He held a newspaper down in front of her eyes.  She looked at it.  And
looked.  A sickening feeling crept over her, and she looked at him
imploringly.

   "Oh, I'm sorry," He said, smiling cruelly,"You can't read.  I forgot too
tell you."

   Tears began to flow as the man read.

   "Police confirmed that the body found yesterday in Lake Michigan was
identified by dental records as that of Erin Carey, missing for two months.
Blah, blah, blah."

   He looked up at her tear-stained face.

   "Don't worry, I wouldn't kill anyone, it was just a matter of a body
from the morgue and some altered files.  And yes, it has been two months.
I've been conditioning you."

   Erin barked pitifully.

   "Yes, that was one of the things I've done.  There are others which you
will discover shortly, both physical and otherwise.  I'm really quite proud
of you, puppy."

   He reached down to pet her hair and she tried to bite his hand.  He
pulled it back and then slapped her hard across the face.  She ran,
whimpering, into the corner and cowered.  She tried to get control of
herself, but she kept on doing it.  Reacting like the dog she was...

   The man crouched and held out his hand.  "Come here girl.  I'm sorry."

   Erin, fearfully, and feeling her furry tail rubbing against her pussy,
crept over to him.  He reached out and began petting her gently.

   "You see, you're mine now, and you can approach this one of two ways. 
You can resist me, which will make both of us unhappy, but you more so than
me.  You see, you can never become the way you were," Erin began crying
again,"But I *can* go and get a new dog...

   "Or, you can be a good dog and I will be a nice master, and you will
have a happy life.  As you will find soon, you will be needing me to help
you with several things in your new life.  The hand that feeds you,
and...other things."

   Erin looked at him in fear.  And embarassment as she felt her tail
wagging again as he petted her and talked to her.

   He looked at his watch.  "Very soon, actually..."

   He walked around the house with her, showing her where everything was.
This place is huge!  She thought.  She realized he wasn't even showing her
much of it.  She also realized that there didn't seem to be any way for her
to escape.  And even if she could find a weapon, which she doubted, she
couldn't manipulate it anyway.

   They stopped in one of the large showrooms and he was standing there
explaining what things were and what not to touch.  Erin sat on her
haunches, listening half-heartedly.

   Suddenly she realized that she was staring at his crotch, thinking about
his cock.

   She tore her eyes away and felt herself getting redder and redder.  He
wasn't looking at her.  She couldn't stand the thought of him noticing her
thinking about his long, hard member sinking into her steaming hot little
cunt.  Oh god, I need to be fucked by him.  Mmmmm, I want to feel him
fucking my little dog's pussy.  She began licking her chops with her long
tongue and started leaning into his crotch...

   WHAT AM I DOING!?

   She jerked back away with a whimper, her head still spinning with images
of him fucking her like the animal she was.  She could feel her juices
running down her leg.  In the back of her mind, she could almost hear her
herself think: I never lubricated that much before.  And why does it feel
like my asshole is wet?

   "Ah, I see it is taking effect."

   She looked up at him with those hungry eyes, her tongue licking at the
crotch of his slacks.  Wtih great effort and a low whine she pulled herself
away, burning with disgust at herself.  Try as she might, though, she
couldn't pull her eyes off of his crotch, and could barely think of
anything else other than that nice penis inside her...

   Master reached down and slowly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants.

   No <yes> she whined, her tongue hanging out.  Please don't <do>!  I
don't think I can resist if you <I want it, I need it, I NEED IT>

   The man slid off his boxers, showing his semi-limp cock.  Erin sat
shuddering for a moment, a low whine escaping her throat....

   She drew her long tongue over his balls and his cock.  She licked all
around his crotch area <sex>.  Smells assaulted her as she sucked and
licked <Sex> making him hard for her now sopping puppy-box <SEX>.  He
swelled up in her mouth and at her tongue's ministrations <SEX!!>.

   She turned away from him and shoved her dripping cunt toward him.  The
light fur on it was soaked with her juices.

   Pleeeease, she whimpered, fuckmefuckmefuckme.  She looked back at him,
glassy-eyed, tongue dripping a bit of saliva.  She wiggled her pussy at him
expectantly and whined, and then barked.

   Master, PLEASE!

   He knelt down and grabbed her hips.  She tried frantically to push back
onto him but he slowly directed her onto his cock, her tail up against his
chest.  Then she felt his cock slide quickly into her throbbing tunnel.

   With the first thrust, she barked loudly with the breaking of her hymen.
Then, as she began thrusting back, a low whine began to build, becoming a
quick yelp with every thrust into her sopping cunt.  Those yelps increased
in intensity to barks as she approached her first real orgasm.

   "Good girl!" he growled as he slammed against her.

   With a howl, Erin errupted in an earth-shattering orgasm.  She felt
every part of her body clench and felt Master's cum shooting deep into her
belly.  She howled with lust and orgasm for several seconds, and then
collapsed in a heap.  Her owner held her up and then lowered her shuddering
body to the floor.

   After a few moments the realization of what had happened hit her.  Oh
god, she thought, the tears coming again, what did I just do!?

   "Come here, girl," said the breathless voice.

   Feeling disgusted and ashamed, she rose and turned to her master's
semi-naked form.  Her eyes still tended to stick on his cock.

   "That was nice," he said,"now come lick me clean so I can put my pants
back on."

   Erin's eyes widened in horror as she looked at his slimy cock covered
with both their juices.  She backed away, shaking her head and whimpering.

   His features darkened and he growled,"Come here now, or by God I'll turn
you the rest of the way into a dog and sell you to a kennel!"

   Tears flowing, but fear overcoming her, she crept forward and bent
towards his crotch.  He grabbed the back of her head and shoved it towards
his cock.  She struggled for a moment, but he held her there.

   She snuck a tongue out to the tip of his penis and licked it.  As the
taste hit her, she suddenly found herself wanting more and more.  She began
lapping at him, trying to get the last bit of juice off of him.  She loved
the taste!

   Finally he pulled her away, though she fought to continue licking.  As
he got up she came under control again and felt revulsion at her hunger for
their combined juices.  With a whimper, the tears began flowing again.

   Her master pulled his pants up and zipped them.  Looking down at her
tearstained face, he smiled affectionately, but not at all sympathetically.
"You're a good little bitch, Erin," he said, scratching her behind the
ears. She whimpered pathetically at his words, but could feel her tail
wagging in spite of herself.  Her whimpers became almost human sobs as she
felt their mutual come running out of her no longer virginal little pussy
and cooling on her leg.

   "Now, there's a good girl," he said, still scratching her, "Don't cry,
it's not that bad."

   He held his hand in front of her face, obviously intending for her to
lick it.  She leaned back and looked up at him, starting to shake her head.
However, she saw his eyes darken and let her long tongue snake out to lick
his hand.  The salty taste was quite good to her, but not as good as...

   He pulled his hand away.  "Come on now," he said.  "Normally you'll have
to take care of it yourself, but for today, I think I'll wash you."

   She only had a moment to try and figure out what he meant before he
began walking again.  Forlornly, with a small whimper, she trotted after
him, her paws/hands slapping lightly on the floor.

   She came again while he bathed her, her immense mortification after the
howling orgasm at her Master's touch plainly evident on her face.

   After she had been cleaned up, he led her back into the kitchen and lay
a bowl of dog food and a bowl of water down for her.  She looked up at him
and whimpered, her stomach growling.  He pointedly ignored her, eating his
steak and reading the paper.  She resisted as long as possible, but finally
her hunger won out and she took a bite of the dog food.  He had apparently
thought of this as well, as it didn't really taste to bad to her, and she
finished it quickly.  She sat quietly, panting as she studied him.

   Shortly, he got up and moved to the study with a book.  She curled up at
his feet, not knowing what else to do.  She was beginning to doze off...

   "Erin!"

   She sat up with a start, and tried to stand up, forgetting where she
was. Then she remembered and tears rimmed her wide eyes.

   "Come here," her master said, setting his book down.

   She padded over to him, nervous about what he might want.

   She stopped, her eyes widening as he unzipped his pants, and slid them
and his boxers off, showing his soft cock.

   "I'm about ready to go to bed," he yawned.  He gestured toward his
member and watched her.

   She looked at him blankly, fear evident in her eyes.

   "Go on girl, suck me off."

   Her eyes widened in surprise, and she began to back away, shaking her
head.  His eyes darkened.

   "We don't have to go through this again, do we?  Do it now, or the
consequences will be severe..."

   She crept up to him, whimpering softly.  She crawled up, placing her
paws on either side of his legs and lowered her head towards his cock.  She
could smell the musky odor as she let her long tongue slide up over it,
leaving it glistening with saliva.  It began hardening immediately.

   "Mmm, nice.  More.  Lick my balls."

   Tears of humiliation rolled down her cheeks as she ran her long tongue
over his scrotum, eliciting a moan.  She lapped at him for a few more
moments and his cock was rock hard.

   "Now suck, girl."

   With a whimper, she slowly began sliding her lips over his seemingly
huge cock.  She only got it a third of the way into her little mouth before
she felt like she was going to choke.

   Suddenly she felt his hand pressing down on the back of her head!  With
a muffled yelp, she tried to pull her head up, but he pressed insistently
on the back of her blonde head, and she felt his cock pressing into her
throat.  Oh god!  She thought, I'm going to choke!

   Suddenly, he pressed past the barrier into her throat.  She yelped
again, but this time in surprise...and pleasure!  As she felt the head of
the cock slide into her, she also felt intense pleasure rolling into her
from her neck on down.

   He lifted his hand from her head, but she didn't have any thoughts of
letting up.  She began sliding up and down, not letting the head of his
cock come out of her throat.  Every bob sent wave after wave of pleasure
through her, and every bob brought her lips closer to his crotch.

   Finally, her lips touched the base of his cock.  She could feel it,
almost in her chest.  She continued bobbing, trying to get it further it,
groaning now in pleasure as her lips flattened against his belly.

   Suddenly, with a grunt, he came, and the combination of the throbbing of
his cock and the warm juice suddenly flowing into her brought her to a
keening orgasm around his cock.

   As she came down from the explosion, she slowly pulled her head off of
his impaling member.  With a pop, his head came loose from her throat,
sending a shiver of disgusted pleasure through her.  As she sat there
watching his cock shrink, she was caught between complete abhorrence for
what she had just done...and an almost overwhelming desire to do it again.

   "Mmm.  Very nice, girl." He scratched her head as she looked up at him
pitifully.  He rose and stretched.

   "I'm going to go to bed, now girl.  Do you have to go to the bathroom
before I do?"

   Suddenly Erin realized that she hadn't gone all day, and was feeling a
rather insistent pressure in her abdomen.  With a half bark, half whimper
she indicated that she did.

   "Come on, I'll show you where you go."

   Erin padded along behind him as he walked down the long hallway.  He
turned into a doorway and opened it.

   Inside the room was what appeared to be a large sand box.  Off to the
right, Erin could see what looked like some sort of shower.  She looked up
at her master in horror, realizing what he expected her to do.  She backed
away, shaking her head and whimpering.

   "Come on girl," he said, glowering at her.  "You'll have to go sooner or
later, so you might as well get used to it."

   Erin whimpered and shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. 
Everything so far had been terrible enough, but this was degrading.

   He looked at her for a few seconds, then sighed and closed the door.

   "Very well, have it your way.  You know where this is - for later.  When
you *do* go, make sure that you clean yourself." He spun on his heel and
walked off down the hall.  He opened the last door and she heard it lock
behind him.

   Erin stared after him for a moment, surprised that he had let her have
her way.  She whuffed softly and then padded to her own room - the only
door left open - with her blond tail bouncing behind her.

   Erin had to go *bad*.  She whimpered to herself, trying to ignore it,
but she couldn't sleep, for fear she'd go in her sleep.

   Finally, with a whine, she crawled to her feet and stuck her head out
the door.  She didn't see her master anywhere, so she padded softly to the
"bathroom" door and nosed at it.  Surprisingly, it swung open.  It caught
her so off guard that she fell face first into the room.  The room was
fairly large, and covered entirely in soft sand.  She padded into the room,
looking around...and heard the door click shut behind her.

   Frantically, she spun to face it and tried to claw it open.  It was no
use, the door held firmly.  She dug at the sand in front of the door, then
finally resorted to barking loudly at it.  The door pointedly ignored her.

   Finally, with a whimper she padded back into the middle of the room. 
The pressure was painful now.  With tears forming in her eyes, Erinf
squatted with her legs spread apart, and began to pee.  She felt sickened
by the sounds and the smell as she voided herself on the sand.  Tears began
to roll down her cheeks, but she was consoled by the fact that no one could
see this humiliating situation.  She looked up as she began finishing...and
her stomach went cold.  There on the wall, pointing straight down her young
naked body, was a video camera, recording her as she went about her
business.

   She sat there for a moment in disbelief.  Then with a sudden burst of
anger, she ran at the camera and jumped at it, growling and barking.  After
a few moments, she realized it was pointless and fell to the ground, in
tears.

   After several minutes of whimpering, she crawled to her feet and
wandered back to where she had gone to the bathroom.  Realizing that she
would be the one coming in here, she pushed some sand over her waste,
covering it.

   She debated for a moment trying to open the door again, without washing,
but then she thought about what her master might do to her if she didn't
clean up.  With a shudder, she walked over to the cleaning area.

   There were several robotic arms with nozzles and brushes.  They looked
like a gigantic spider with a cleanliness obsession.  She approached them
cautiously, afraid that one of the arms might reach out and...

   With a lightning fast jerk one of the arms snapped around her ankle. 
With a yelp of terror, Erin tried to backpedal, but the thing held her
fast. Three more reached out toward her as she thrashed and barked
frantically.  Within a few seconds they had gotten ahold of each of her
limbs, and hoisted her unceremoniously off the ground, spread eagled.

   Erin whimpered and tried to struggle, but it was useless.  She was held
fast by this mechanical beast.  She began whimpering and crying.

   One of the hoses sprayed water at her, filling her mouth.  She gasped
for breath as the thing sprayed her holl body down with a fine jet of
water. Just as quickly as it had appeared, it slid away.  Then she watched
as two oddly shaped hoses moved towards her.  They almost looked like...

   In a panic, she realized what was about to happen.  She tried to yank
herself free, but she was held fast.

   The first hose slid towards her crotch.  A jet of water sprayed her,
scoring a direct hit on her clitoris, exposed by her spread legs.  She
yelped as a jolt of pleasure shot through her.  The hose sat for a moment
then fired again.  This time she barked and whimpered.  For several minutes
that seemed like hours, the hose sat there, periodically shooting water at
her clit.  Erin was panting and her little pussy was dripping wet, only
partially from water.  She was whimpering, trying to squirm her body closer
to the nozzle...

   Suddenly, as if answering her desires, the penis-shaped hose slid up to
her slit.  She whimpered as the huge thing slowly thrust its way into her
tight, incredibly wet hole.  Her whimpering increased as it began sliding
in and out.  Somewhere in the back of her mind she could feel the hose
spraying water into her as it moved, but she was so caught up in the throes
of passion that it barely registered.

   She also failed to notice the second hose sliding down beneath her.

   With a bark, she felt something enormous slide into her anus!  Erin's
mouth opened in shock as the other hose slid into her formerly virginal
ass, then, suddenly, she came with a long howl in an earth-shattering
orgasm.  Then another.  Then another!

   After an uncountable number of huge orgasms, Erin, hung, limply,
whimpering in exhaustion.  The hoses inside of her pulled out of their
respective holes with a "pop" and there was a splattering sound as the
water that had been pumped in ran out of her young body.  After she had
been allowed to drain, the arms that were holding her up moved her away
from the pool of water and lowered her to the ground.  To tired to even be
disgusted with everything, Erin curled up into a ball and passed out.

   Erin awoke and opened her eyes to darkness.  What a strange dream, she
thought.  She began to sit up, and found that she couldn't.  In a panic,
she rolled over and found herself back in her room at the mansion.  No,
please say it isn't real, she whimpered.  Suddenly she began crying again.

   After a few minutes, she regained control of herself and trotted to her
door and pushed it open with her nose.  As she padded down the hall, she
could smell bacon frying and her mouth began to water.  She didn't even
notice her long toungue lolling out of her mouth.  She wandered into the
kitchen and found her master eating breakfast and reading the paper.  She
sat on her haunches and whined.  He glanced up at her.

   "Oh, good morning, girl." He reached over and scratched her head.  Then
he returned to his paper and breakfast.

   Erin looked at him for a moment in confusion.  What am I supposed to
eat? Then she remembered her dish and glanced over at it.  Sure enough, it
was filled with dog food.  With a whimper, she padded over to it and began
to eat.

   As she was eating, she felt her masters hand begin stroking her back and
ass absentmindedly.  She felt her tail begin to wag as a surge of happiness
combined with disgust arose in her.

   Suddenly his hand began to wander lower.  She felt his fingers
scratching at the fur of her pussy and began to whine.  She could feel
herself getting wetter and wetter as he stroked her lightly.  The juiced
began to flow down the inside of her young thighs and she began to whine as
she lifted her head up from her food.  He began stroking harder, and then
ran a finger over her puckered little anus.  She exploded into a wailing
orgasm.

   As she sat there shuddering, both from post orgasmic bliss and disgust
at herself, her master stood up, wiping her juices off his hand with his
napkin.

   "Good girl.  I noticed you found the bathroom last night.  You know, it
really will be easier for you if you stop being difficult and resisting
everything."

   Erin hung her head and whined.  She could feel her juices drying on her
leg.

   "Anyway, I have a friend coming over this morning.  She's looking
forward to meeting you.  I trust you'll be on your best behavior."

   Erin's head snapped up and tears welled up.  She began to bark and
whine. Please, you can't let anyone else see me like this.  Oh, please, no!

   "Stop that.  I expect you to be obedient today.  Here, you can finish
this."

   He set his plate on the floor and walked towards his rooms.  Erin's
mouth began to water at the sight of half eaten eggs and a couple slices of
bacon.  Though she tried to fight herself, her hunger was overpowering and
she bent her face to the plate and began to lap up the rest of the food.

   She sat on her haunches, shaking with fear and embarassment as her
master went to open the door.

   "Hi, Lisa." He said with a smile to the woman who entered.  She was
small, maybe 5'2" with short red hair.  Despite Erin's mortification at
sitting there nude, her breasts and young pussy exposed, she noted that she
was quite pretty, in a cute way.  She had on tight jeans and a large
sweater with small mounds where her breasts were.

   "Hi, John," She said as she shook his hand.  Erin started as she
realized she had never heard her master's name before.

   "And this must be your new puppy," the small woman bent down and held
out her hand.  Again, Erin could smell friendliness, combined with a bit of
wariness and...Erin's eyes widened slightly as she realized she was
smelling sexual attraction.  She whimpered as she realized that the smell,
faint as it was, was beginning to get her turned on as well.

   The woman knelt and held her face and began petting her.  Erin began
panting and could feel her tail wagging as the woman scratched her head and
back.  To her chagrin, she began licking the woman's face.  The woman
smiled and rubbed her soft stomach, sending tingles through her body.

   Lisa stood up, and Erin began rubbing next to her.  What am I *doing*?!
Erin wondered as she rubbed up against the woman.  But she couldn't seem to
bring herself to stop.

   "She's very pretty.  I'm glad we decided to have this more formal
meeting."

   "Why don't we relax in the den here and relax for a bit before we start
talking business," her master said, grabbing a couple of wine glasses.

   "That would be great.  I'd like to learn more about her before we
start."

   Erin's stomach clenched even as her tail wagged.

   They walked into the den, and John poured Lisa a glass of wine.  They
both sat down in the large, wide chairs.  Erin curled up on the rug, trying
to hide herself as best she could.

   "So, tell me about her."

   Erin payed close attention as her master began speaking.

   "Well, she's fully conditioned as you can tell.  I only made a few
physical changes, the tongue, the tail, a few other internal modifications,
while the rest was purely brain alteration.  She can pretty much only do
what any dog can.  Her sex drive has been...heightened, as has her ability
to feel pleasure.  Actually, she doesn't know this yet, but she will
actually go into heat once a day, when she'll have to be satisfied somehow.
I thought it would be entertaining."

   No.  Please say its not true, Erin thought.  A small whine escaped her
lips and a tear rolled down her cheek.

   "Even without that though, she is turned on by even the slightest hint
of sex now, so she should be quite fun.  She will crave any sexual fluid,
now, if given just a small whiff."

   "Is she well trained?" Lisa asked.

   "Actually, she's not trained at all.  She was a virgin until yesterday.
I find that I enjoy her innocence."

   "Wonderful job!  You say that just the slightest smell will..."

   "Yes."

   "May I..."

   Erin could feel her stomach tightening.  She didn't know what they were
talking about, but she had a bad feeling.

   "Certainly.  Erin, sit up."

   Erin crawled to her haunches and turned to face them, her fear plain on
her face.  Lisa stood up.

   "I see what you mean.  She's quite pretty isn't she?"

   Lisa pulled her sweater up over her head, revealing small white breasts
with little nipples that were quite hard.  Erin's eyes widened.  Lisa
smiled and unzipped her jeans and slid them off, revealing black lace
panties.  A scent of sex wafted to her and she felt her own young pussy
moisten and her nipples harden, instantly.  She let out a small whimper. 
WHAT IS SHE DOING?!

   Lisa pulled her panties down around her ankles, revealing a patch of red
fur.  She sat back down on the chair and pulled her legs wide.  Erins eyes
were glued to the small woman's pussy.  Her pink lips were open just
slightly.  Oh, god, no.  The smell of sex hit her nostrils again and she
began to shake.

   "C'mon girl."

   Her master sat there watching her with a smile on his face.  She
whimpered loudly.  Please, oh please don't make me...

   Though she fought herself, she rose off her haunches and began to
haltingly walk to the chair.  The scent got stronger and her own juices
began to drip from her pussy.  Her face closed in on Lisa's slit.  Her
despairing whimpering began to become more and more whimpers of sexual
heat.

   Suddenly she dove her face into Lisa's pussy.  The woman let out a
squeal as her long tongue began lapping up and down her soaking slit.  The
taste was sweet and tangy, and it drove Erin mad!  She began lapping
frantically, as Lisa moaned and yelped.  A small pool of saliva and cum
juice formed on the seat beneath Lisa's little pussy.

   "Ohhhh GOD.  Lick my pussy, puppy!  Ohhh YESSS!"

   Erin's long tongue dove deep into her slit, and she could feel Lisa's
cunt grabbing her tongue.  Her tongue ran up and down the slit, and she
licked Lisa's little puckered anus.  Erin began cumming in little pops,
without any sort of stimulation.  Whimpers escaped her mouth, muffled by
the warm pussy in her mouth.

   Finally, with a scream, Lisa came.  Her whole body tensed up as she
screamed and grabbed Erin's head.

   After a moment, Lisa, panting, forced Erin's head away.  Erin tried
desperatedly to lick more of her pussy.  Lisa jumped out of the chair and
Erin began frantically licking up the small puddle of juices left on the
chair.  She continued coming in small pops as she licked the chair.