Chapter #6Candy keeps Max. A trip to the veterinarian by: Michelle   The next morning, Candy opened the laundry room door with a huge smile, “Good news Max! There was only one report of a missing dog last nigfht. And since you aren’t a female collie named Bella, it looks like you are all mine!” Amanda was pleased to hear that Kyle reported ‘Bella’ missing. That meant he was trying to still find her. The only problem was that ‘Bella’ didn’t exist anymore. Amanda was now bloodhound named ‘Max.’
Candy bent down to scratch the ears of her new pet and noticed the two thongs wrapped around the neck. Candy giggled, “Uh oh Max! It looks like you got tangled in my underwear!” Candy quickly removed the thongs without examining them. She was too caught up in the moment to notice they were torn. Candy attached a brand-new collar to Amanda’s neck and didn’t see her other panties were also shredded. There were so many other articles of dirty clothing strewn around the floor that camouflaged her chewed-apart panties.
Candy tugged on the leash to escort ‘Max’ out of the laundry room, “Come on boy! It’s time to bring you to the groomers to get cleaned up!”
As Amanda was forced into the car, she was able to glance across the street at her house. Kyle’s car was gone and the house looked empty. She figured he was probably out looking for her still. 5 minutes later, they walked into a veterinarian clinic. Candy held Amanda on the leash tight and explained to the veterinarian, “Max here needs the works! I just adopted him. He was a stray so he will need a grooming…flea check…all his shots and….” Candy continued talking to the veterinarian while Amanda thought, ‘Shots? Fleas? What a waste of money. It’s not like I’m going to be stuck as Max forever. Once I meet up with Kyle, this will all be fixed…”
Amanda’s thoughts were interrupted by the most alluring scent she’d had as a dog so far. She turned to look at the door to see a female bloodhound entering the clinic. Time seemed to slow down as she started drooling. She stared at the dog like she was a woman walking by a construction site. The female bloodhound strolled alongside her owner on a leash and seemed to approach in slow motion. Her gait was perfect. She walked on all fours with grace. The pink bow pinned in-between her ears matched her pink collar that read ‘Sasha.’ The owner held the leash just far enough apart so the two dogs couldn’t touch. Sasha keep her snout up properly and eyed the male bloodhound near her. Amanda felt another erection coming on imagining what it would feel like to take Sasha doggystyle. It would certainly be more exciting than when she screwed a pile of clothes last night. Amanda wagged her tail and canine instincts kicked in. All she could think about was how good Sasha looked and how much she wanted to mount her. Amanda let out a whistle in her mind and thought, “Damn Sasha! You look great!”
To Amanda’s surprise, she heard a female voice reply in a sexy tone, “Thanks!” Sasha wagged her tail and seemed to show off her body as she spun around flirtatiously. The female voice continued, “My my my….I haven’t seen you around before...." Sasha examined Max’s body and seemed pleased, “…And you still have all your parts and pieces down there? You aren’t domesticated are you?”
Amanda was shocked. She was somehow communicating with Sasha but their mouths weren’t moving, Amanda asked, “You can talk?”
Sasha slowly turned around again and lifted her tail. She winked as Amanda heard the female voice reply, “…This must be your first go-around with the shapeshifting medallion. Dogs can talk. That is…Those of us who were HUMAN before….”
Amanda got defensive and tried to act experienced, “I’ve been a dog plenty of times before! I’ve never been able to communicate with another dog though? Wait a second? You know about the shapeshifting medallion? Are you really human too?”
Sasha still slowly turned in circles as if she was flaunting her canine body, “Of course I am. This is just my summer job. Do you have any idea what a litter of bloodhounds sells for? Summer break every year has paid for my entire college.”
Amanda communicated back, “College? You are in college?”
Sasha kept turning in slow circles as if to entice Amanda’s male bloodhound instincts, “Yep...I'm a Science major. But back to my earlier question…Are you domesticated or not? Are you breeding or are you just ganna be a pet? I see you still have all your parts down there. I’m looking for a mate. I gotta get knocked up in the next few weeks so I can have the litter in time to be back for first semester.”
Amanda was confused, “Domesticated? I’m not domesticated!”
Sasha seemed intrigued, “Ahh. So you must be a weekend warrior? You just shapeshifted to have some fun for a few days? That works out perfect for me. I’d rather be knocked up by a former human than one of these REAL dogs. You have no idea how demeaning it is for a real dog to mount you. It must be their animal instincts or something. After they are done with the deed, they use their paws and smash their mate into dirt holding them down. Last summer I thought I was going to suffocate to death while he pinned me down. I trust you won’t act like that if I let you mount me right? I just need your seed. Since you are a weekend warrior, that’s probably all you want too right? Let me guess. You are going to use the shapeshifting medallion on Sunday so you can be human again for the work week?”
Amanda’s dog penis was still erect. She was amazed to find out that ‘Sasha’ was really human too. Sasha apparently had a part-time job over the summer to birth a litter of dogs and sell them for college money. Amanda tried to explain, “Uh..I guess I’m just a weekend warrior. I like shapeshifting into a dog now and then. But this time is different. I sort of messed up. My husband doesn’t know who I am right now and my shapeshifting powers ran out!”
“Your husband?” Sasha asked with a giggle, “So you are normally a woman?”
Amanda nodded her snout, “Yes.”
Sasha giggled, “Touché. I’m normally a guy. But being a male-dog doesn’t pay as much money to breed. That’s why I become a bitch every summer and make thousands of dollars per litter.” Sasha then surveyed the scene and started to figure out Amanda’s situation, “Aha. So that woman who is holding your leash thinks you are a real dog huh? That explains why you are at a veterinarian’s clinic. You must be getting your shots and flea treatment. She’s not getting you fixed is she?”
Amanda’s ears perked up, “FIXED!? No way. I can’t imagine she would do that….Would she?”
Sasha explained, “If you were picked up as a stray, it only makes sense.” Sasha then let out a disappointing groan, “Dang. That means I’ll have to hook up with a real dog now.”
Amanda’s canine hormones wanted nothing else but to mount Sasha. She tried to defend herself, “NO! I’m not getting fixed. Just some shots and a grooming! Where do you live? I can jump the fence and hook up with you later!”
Sasha shook her head, “If you don’t have balls, I’m not interested. Like I said, I’m a dog for business reasons. Not for weekend fun.”
Amanda tried to explain, “Look! I HAVE balls! I can totally get you pregnant so you can have a litter!”
Sasha shook her head, “Not for long….”
Just then, Candy tugged on Amanda’s leash, “Come on Max! It’s time to get the works done!”
Amanda glared at Sasha, “Oh shit! I’m getting fixed aren’t I..??!?” Amanda refused to walk and Candy started dragging her across the floor. Amanda looked back at Sasha in horror, “Wait! What’s your real name? Who are you really? My husband doesn’t know I’m stuck as a dog! Can you help me?”
Sasha seemed uninterested now that the male bloodhound was about to be fixed. Out of courtesy for another human-turned-dog, Sasha explained, “I should be back here in a few months to deliver puppies. If you are still stuck as a dog by then, fake an illness or something so you can go to the vet. Then we can talk again about your situation.”
Amanda was being dragged across the floor, “But…NO! What’s your name? How do I find you?”
Sasha was already scoping out other dogs in the waiting room and didn’t respond. Amanda tried her best to use her paws to scurry away. It was no use. Once she was dragged into the operating room, she felt a sharp pain in her side. The veterinarian must have anesthetized her! Amanda’s eyes got heavy as she drifted off to sleep.
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