#futa dog

‘Who would actually name their dog latex?’ She thought, looking at the nameplate on the strange collar she had found. Something was strange about the collar, and she couldn’t quite figure out what… then it struck her. It was too big for most dogs, it looked more like it would fit on a person. She felt compelled to see if it would fit, to see how it would look on her. So she quickly looped it around her neck and locked the clasped. Instantly she felt a electric jolt, and was worried it was a shock collar. She went to take the collar back off, but the locking mechanism didn’t seem to have any way to undo it once it was secured. She tugged at the collar angrily, who the hell would make such a thing, but it was firmly stuck.

As she tried to figure out how to unclasp the stuck collar, she failed to notice the shiny black liquid leaking out from underneath it. It dripped down her black dress slowly, and a few drops even landed on her shoes. As the liquid touched the dress it started to change into a material similar looking to the liquid, some type of latex. The more latex like it looked the more it began to cling to her body. Eventually it was noticeable enough that she stopped trying to remove the collar and looked down, she was covered in the shiny black slime, and it was gradually covering more of her body. She growled in frustration and tried to reach down and remove the gooey dress, but a large bubble of latex formed and popped, showering her face in goo.

Soon the latex was as tight as a second set of skin, and it now covered much of her body. She could feel her hair turning into a thick and heavy latex material, and her face felt like it was being pulled. She could see as her shiny black nose pushed outward into a… muzzle. Other parts of her experienced similar transformations, and she soon had a large dog tail wagging behind her nervously and a pair of pointed canine ears.

Most upsetting though was the pressure in her panties, now also a latex material. She watched in shock as they grew a large bulge, which seemed to merge through them into the shape of a cock and balls. It quickly twisted into a canine shape, complete with a knot. Fat drops of liquid latex cum dripped from it’s tip and she bit her lip out of arousal. This wasn’t real, it was… it was too much, she could feel all this latex, like it was her skin. She could feel her tail wagging. She could feel her hard and needy cock begging to have her touch it.

She had so many conflicting feelings, and she knew everything would be okay once her owner came back. wait… owner? She tried to tell herself she wasn’t a dog, that she wasn’t someone’s plaything, but she couldn’t convince herself that she didn’t WANT to be a pet. It felt good being on all fours, it felt good being a latex doggygirl, it felt good to have a cock.