She'd been a dog girl for a few months now, and was slowly getting used to life in fur. She knew she was fortunate that she didn't end up like those poor girls stuck as pigs or donkeys...most people thought she was cute, but it was still a bit humiliating. She'd had to sternly tell a few people not to pet her.
...Since that was something only SHE got to do to herself.
Her moans sounded more like canine whines now, which only threw her into more of a hedonistic frenzy, giving in fully to the thought of being an animal, a hairy, dirty dog...the fantasy of allowing herself to be bred by any stray male who crossed her path...she felt her drool soaking into her chest and didn't even care.