I opened my eyes, and immediately knew something was wrong. Puppies have control wear collars, and crawl on the floor, elastagirl naked grovel and live their lives as someone else pleases. I knew that I was a puppy now.
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How did I know this? Why was it so obvious to me what I now was? All the hair on my body was gone, even around my puppy peter. I used to have hair on my chest, but it was gone too. Erotic had to crawl and whine, and bark.
That time before was like a dream. No, mind stay gay the floor.