Jemma Stirling was very aware that many people would judge her, if they knew what kind of sex life she and her boyfriend Clyde enjoyed. They were very much into the BDSM and D/s scene. Jemma was the submissive to Clyde's dominant.
In particular they were into Pet Play, their favorite role plays having Jemma pretend to be Clyde's pet dog. They had a number of toys for this purpose, including collars, a muzzle paw gloves, even several tailed Butt Plugs.
For her birthday Clyde had given her a beautiful antique collar made of red braided leather, with a tag with her name and his phone number on it.
Since her birthday something odd seemed to happen after their sessions; she'd find that she was suddenly really hairy in need of a shave, and she kept finding 4 odd sores on her belly. But by the end of the day she was always back to normal after a shave and a few hours so she put it out of her mind.
Clyde worked in IT and was being required by work to attend a big conference in Washington, unfortunately Jemma couldn't come. So she decided that, to make herself feel closer to him, she'd wear her collar all night.
It was far longer than she had ever worn it before, after a while she began to feel funny but she dismissed it and, when the time came to go to bed, she stripped off her clothes, pulled a loose nightdress over herself and went to sleep, still wearing the collar.
This was the biggest mistake of her life.
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The next morning Jemma woke up feeling... warm. As she lifted a hand to her face she yelped as she felt something sharp strike her skin, opening her eyes she saw her hand,,, but it was different; her fingers were shorter, there were black leathery pads on her palm and fingertips, and her fingernails had been replaced by claws. Looking down she couldn't see much but she could see two big bumps on her chest... and 4 more beneath them.
Quickly she scrambled out of bed and raced over to her mirror, she tried to undo the clasps of he nightdress to take it off, so that she could inspect her new body, but a combination of frustration over the difficulty in bending her changed fingers and unfamiliarity with her new claws caused her to tear through the staps, causing the now ruined dress to fall to the floor allowing her to see...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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