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This one is a continuation story for the one and only fa!dizfoley!\n\nHaving retained more of her memory than Dan, his date, Sasha wakes up in a panic and demands to know what's happened to her coworker. With only vague responses to her questions and an experiment seeming unavoidable, Sasha has no choice but to be observed in her naked glory as the two scientists have their way with her body. What she doesn't expect is just how much she comes to appreciate some of the changes that they force!\n\nSasha is the name of a character that is owned by fa!dizfoley (as far as I know) and is his intellectual property. Please do not use her without the proper permissions.\n\nAs always, read, comment and enjoy!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The first of the second round of Christmas Cookie commissions! This one is a continuation story for the one and only \n\t\t\t\t\tdizfoley!

Having retained more of her memory than Dan, his date, Sasha wakes up in a panic and demands to know what's happened to her coworker. With only vague responses to her questions and an experiment seeming unavoidable, Sasha has no choice but to be observed in her naked glory as the two scientists have their way with her body. What she doesn't expect is just how much she comes to appreciate some of the changes that they force!

Sasha is the name of a character that is owned by \n\t\t\t\t\tdizfoley (as far as I know) and is his intellectual property. Please do not use her without the proper permissions.

As always, read, comment and enjoy!", "writing": "All of her friends always told her it was a bad idea to try dating a coworker, but sure enough, Sasha had been eager to give it a go.\n\nThings were a little bit awkward to start, and she expected no less from Dan. They were always a little bit awkward around each other in the work place; it seemed she was always losing her balance around him and bumping into him when they passed by, leaving each one with flushed cheeks and a shy, silly smile. Dan could hardly ever hold a conversation with her, and she wasn't any better at returning the favor, regardless of how comfortable he made her feel. It was a wonder that she had the courage to ask him to join her for a drink after work, but when all was said and done, a couple shots and beers had the two of them relaxed, laughing at each others lame jokes, and just enjoying friendly company.\n\nIt was all going so well that it felt too good to be true, all until Sasha ordered that one last round of vodka mixers.\n\n\"Nnnn...must have been one [b]hell[/b] of a drink...I don't remember anything...\"\n\nSasha was still fuzzy, her mind still lost in the joy that filled her heart when she'd taken that last sip of her drink. It was the last thing she could remember in the evening, but she bought the drinks, and she watched someone make them, so she knew that Dan didn't drug her. \"Did I really drink that much? And why is this bed so...stiff?\"\n\nIt wasn't a bed at all. The painfully bright fluorescent lights radiating over her head made Sasha squint, and the haze in her eyes kept her from seeing too much. She tried to reach a hand forward and brush some of the sleep from her eyes, but she couldn't, and as the sedative effects of her drugging started to more fully wear off, she realized why her body felt so stiff and awkward.\n\n[i]What. The. Fuck.[/i]\n\nAs if the tight, firmly locked leather cuffs around her wrists, tugged back to a long, white board wouldn't have kept her from rubbing her eyes, Sasha couldn't have gone far regardless with a strap of the same material belted tight around her waist, and held taut by a pair of thick, steel chains. Her ankles got the same treatment, and with her arms slung up over her head, she was completely immobilized, but even that disturbed her less than the fact that she was completely nude. The long, cascading locks of her raven hair did little to preserve the modesty of her supple breasts, and between her legs, she felt the cold, eerie sensation of metal against her uncovered rump, sending a chill right through her tummy and to the front, where her sex was left uncovered for all to see.\n\nPerhaps luckily for her, there were only two men who could see it.\n\n\"It's good to see you finally coming around, young lady. We were worried perhaps we used a little too much sedative on you.\"\n\nSasha could fully turn her head, but thanks to the massive table that she was strapped to, she couldn't see anything behind her, and even her peripherals were a bit impeded. Blinking hard to try and shake some of the sleep from her eyes, she turned her head and looked around, and as her eyes took in the bright, stark white walls, floors and ceiling, all unblemished save for one giant window on the far wall that faced her, the uneasy chill that ran through her lower body went right up from her rump straight through her spine. It was [i]too[/i] white. It was [i]too[/i] clean. It was just downright [i]creepy[/i].\n\n\"Whoever you are, I'm guessing you're behind that glass, and I'm guessing you're the [b]assholes[/b] who poisoned my drink!\" Sasha barked, her body and mind now quickly overcoming the effects of the sedative, aided by her consciousness. \"Where the hell am I, and what did you jerks do with Dan?!\"\n\n\"She's going to be a feisty one. I just knew it,\" commented a voice, though the man sitting behind the microphone flipped a switch before he spoke, muting the microphone to prevent angering her any further. His colleague nodded, and the first man flipped the microphone back on. \"Please try your best to relax. You're in a research facility not far from where you were enjoying your beverages, and we can assure you that Dan is perfectly safe.\"\n\n\"Like I believe that,\" Sasha shot back. \"I want to see him right this instant, and I want you bastards to let me off of this damned table!\"\n\n\"I'm afraid we can't do that.\"\n\n\"What...?\"\n\nSasha was completely unnerved, but whether it was more by the fact that she couldn't see through the window to observe her captors, or the fact that she literally couldn't see anything else in the room, even she didn't know for sure. \"Dan is resting peacefully in another room, and once we're done with you here, we'll be able to reunite the two of you and allow you to continue with the evening that you'd no doubt been planning.\"\n\n\"What the hell are you guys, a couple of stalkers?\" Sasha asked, her otherwise beautiful face twisting up into a disgusted grimace. \"How long were you following us around? How long have you been planning all of this? What [b]IS[/b] this, even?\"\n\n\"We'll answer all of your question in due time, young lady, but first we need a few things-\n\n\"You'll answer them [b]NOW![/b]\" Sasha interjected. \"I'm not telling you a damn thing about me until you tell me everything I want to know, and the first thing I want to know is where the nearest phone is so I can have however many of you are back there arrested!\"\n\nOn the other side of the observation window, blocked from view, two men were sitting in lab-coats, running their second experiment of the day. The surroundings were certainly a bit dull for them; just like their other observation room, this one was small, not much bigger than a large closet, and filled with the same boring technology: a microphone, a small computer console to the side of it, and a couple of uncomfortable office chairs to sit on while they recorded their data. \"There are only two of us. My name is Murphy, and I'm afraid that we can't direct you to a telephone, other than your smart phone, which we've kept neatly gathered with your other personal belongings.\"\n\n\"And those are where, exactly?\"\n\n\"With Dan, in another room.\"\n\n\"Furthermore, why the hell did you idiots feel it necessary to steal my clothes? And why aren't you coming out here yet to release me?\"\n\n\"In a few short minutes, you'll be very glad that we did take your clothes from you, and we aren't coming out there because it is extremely important that we remain anonymous. We aren't releasing you because we have brought you here for a very specific purpose.\"\n\nSasha was doing her best not to go into a full on panic, and the fact that whoever was on the other side of the wall was being so quick with his answers wasn't helping. It seemed rehearsed, as if she wasn't the first girl who had been strapped to this table and stripped naked. [i]I'm completely helpless...These guys could rape me...they could [b]kill[/b] me...please don't let it end like this...[/i]\n\n\"J-just tell me what you're planning to d-do,\" Sasha stammered nervously, doing her best not to let her imagination get the better of her, but it was already a losing battle, and only getting worse. \"I don't know w-what the hell you creeps want, but please, just let Dan and I go...p-please...\"\n\nSasha thought she heard some sort of faint, plastic [i]click[/i], but she wasn't sure, and whatever she did hear, the noise was followed by pure silence. \"Her vitals seem to be running normal, according to the sensors around her waist, but her heart rate is climbing pretty steadily. We're going to have to initiate the experiment immediately if we want to avoid giving the poor girl a heart attack,\" Murphy advised his partner, who immediately took note and typed the entry into his computer. Already his screen was covered with notes of Sasha being an extremely feisty, curious and demanding woman, perhaps unfit for the experiment, but they'd already come this far and they weren't going to be denied a second test subject. \"When we are finished running our experiment, we will gladly let both Dan and yourself go free, but we have very important research we need to conduct first,\" Murphy explained, after switching his microphone back on. \"Would you please be so kind as to give us your name?\"\n\n\"My name...? Why do you need that? And what kind of experiment??\"\n\n\"Time is of the essence, I'm afraid,\" Murphy replied, giving Sasha the same treatment that he'd given Dan only an hour or so before. \"But we need your name for record keeping purposes, so please, if you would tell us?\"\n\nSasha rolled her eyes. She didn't actually believe that being cooperative was going to be that helpful in getting her out of this mess, but as far as she could see or tell, she wasn't in any immediate danger. \"My name is Sasha,\" she said dryly. \"Now tell me what the hell is going on here, and what you've done with Dan!\"\n\n\"Let me answer that with a question. Are you a big fan of animals, Sasha?\" Murphy asked, as he flicked a switch on the control panel next to his microphone. The softest, faintest sound of a mechanical [i]whiiiiiiiir[/i] rang out against Sasha's ears, and her head immediately swung around, looking up at the ceiling. Nothing was moving, and she looked to the floor. As far as her field of vision went, nothing was in motion, but the sound still didn't stop. \"Perhaps you have a favorite one you'd like to tell us about?\"\n\n\"Answer my question [b]first![/b]\" Sasha yelled back, straining helplessly against her leather restraints. No matter how hard her muscles tensed, all of her efforts were for naught, and the strain was starting to give her a headache. She didn't want to accept her fate...she [i]couldn't[/i]. She had to help Dan somehow, but what could she do? \"And what do animals have to do with any of this?!\"\n\n\"They have everything to do with this, actually. As we explained to Dan before, the animal kingdom has all kinds of wonders to offer us, and so much of it is still unexplored, but we can only explore so much just by observing animals as they are. Our experiments work to bring down the walls between humans and animals to see both how we are similar, and yet, how we are so very different, so that we might get a better understanding of why animals are the way that they are.\"\n\nSasha narrowed her eyes at the window. \"...Is this some kind of fucked up genetics program or something?\"\n\n\"We prefer to think of it as a new way to observe animals by letting people become more like them,\" Murphy explained, not exactly enjoying Sasha's description of the program. \"Which is why I'll ask again, do you have a favorite animal?\"\n\n\"I like dogs,\" Sasha replied quickly, her voice irritated. \"But not the way I'd bet you sickos do.\"\n\nThe mechanical humming finally came to a stop, and Sasha finally found the source of the noise, as she glanced right down over her breasts to the sides of the table. Tiny panels had opened up right next to her body, making a perfect outline of her figure. Sasha was realizing very quickly that this wasn't just an ordinary metal slab. \"Pray tell, do you happen to have a thing for border collies?\"\n\n\"I...I guess so. They are awfully cute...\"\n\nA series of syringes popped up from the panels, extremely small, but sure enough, Sasha tensed up tight when she saw the ends of the needles that now surrounded her bonded body. \"Do us a favor, Sasha, and try your best to relax. Think about how nice it would be if you could live your life as a border collie pup; carefree, at liberty to do whatever you wanted whenever you wanted, no commitments, no concerns, just you and the open air of nature...\"\n\nSasha hated to admit that the scientist was doing a fantastic job of relaxing her with his poetic words, but she wasn't any bigger of a fan of needles than anyone else on the planet. Gritting her teeth together tightly, she winced her eyes closed and tried to focus on exactly what she was told. \"And if I go through this...you'll let me go, with Dan? Promise?\" [i]As if I can really trust them to do it...[/i]\n\n\"Promise,\" Murphy replied, right as thirty of the tiniest needles you'd ever seen poked her flesh. It wasn't like a usual shot, where you could feel the pain internally, but like a bug bite, and it was over within an instant. The needles immediately pulled back and returned to their place under the panels, and quickly, they were hidden away. Still concerned with whatever horrible fate actually awaited her, Sasha tried to resist the tears that she could feel welling up in the corners of her eyes, but as she opened them and two tiny, twin streams rolled down her cheeks, she was stunned to see that she was still completely the same, and counting down twenty seconds to herself, perhaps the most difficult, most tense twenty seconds of her life, nothing happened. She was still alive, she was unchanged, and she felt perfectly fine, at least, as much as she could in the situation. \"Normally we offer the option of a gas treatment,\" Murphy admitted, \"But given that we needed to speed your transformation along, we had to use the needles. I apologize profusely for this. I understand that they're not nearly as pleasant, but the side effects will pass much quicker this way.\"\n\n\"Side effects?\" Sasha asked, her eyes genuinely full of concern as her tears started to fade, and her eyes shifted from fear to confusion. \"But I feel the same. I barely even felt the needles at all!\"\n\n\"I'm very glad to hear that. We truly hate to cause our test subjects any discomfort,\" Murphy explained.\n\n\"In that case, for future reference, it might help you to know that I don't think there's a girl in the world who would be comfortable waking up strapped to a table, naked as the day she was born,\" Sasha said facetiously. She was actually starting to feel a little bit comfortable in her back and forth with the mysterious scientist, and though that should have concerned her, it didn't, and she couldn't explain it to herself. \"Anyway, I submitted to your stupid experiment, now will you please go get Dan and let me off of this freezing table?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood, Sasha. The experiment isn't over. Much to the contrary, it's only just begun.\"\n\nSasha felt her heart drop into her stomach at the ominous words. \"But, I thought this stuff you injected me with was supposed to do something, and nothing happened, so it just doesn't work on me, maybe?\"\n\nMurphy chuckled behind his microphone. \"It works quickly, Sasha, but not quite [b]that[/b] quickly. You should be noticing the first of several changes any second now. In case you were still having trouble relaxing, no worries. The first stage of your transformation will be a soft, blanketing feeling of warmth, comfort and relaxation. I think you'll quite enjoy it, actually.\"\n\nThe scientist wasn't aware that Sasha was already entering the first stages of her transformation, but she was already well aware of it. With that tidbit of information, she could finally explain why and how she felt so calm all of the sudden, despite the terrifying situation she was still in the midst of. Sure enough, with each passing moment, Sasha could feel warmth and calm flowing over every inch of her body, as if she was standing under a waterfall that granted her a state of tranquility, and as much as she still wished she wasn't in her particular predicament, she was eternally grateful for the unparallelled relaxation. \"Definitely past that stage,\" Sasha confirmed for Murphy, who nodded to his fellow scientist to take down a note. \"And just what should I be expecting next, Murphy?\"\n\n\"This next portion of the experiment is something that we prefer you to just experience and tell us what you're going through, as best as you can,\" Murphy said. \"But as the relaxation settles in, you should start to notice a few changes...and we'd like you to describe them to us the best that you can as they occur.\"\n\n[i]Is this really happening...? I still don't really feel anything. It's like I'm just getting my wisdom teeth pulled again,[/i] Sasha pondered, and with her full range of motion, she looked over her nude figure. Everything still looked perfectly normal, but her mind was already starting to slow, wandering into places that she couldn't understand. Very quickly she was becoming one-track; her naked body was still cold against the metal slab she was bound to, and she wished desperately for warmth. Suddenly, her mind wasn't racing about multiple concerns, there was only one: warmth. It was literally all that she could think about. \"I want a coat or a blanket of some kind,\" she admitted, wishing that she could see the men who held her captive through the window. \"I'd even settle for a light jacket.\"\n\n\"If all goes as expected, you should have a coat any moment now, Sasha. It just might not be the coat you had in mind.\"\n\nSasha didn't notice the thin, peach fuzz coating that started to pop up from her skin. She was too busy just looking over her breasts and tummy, admiring her own figure with a delirious gaze, completely under the effects of the powerful sedative. [i]At least if I do end up as a dog, I'll still be a sexy bitch,[/i] she thought, a dainty giggle slipping past her lips. \"C'mon...you guys are just messing with me, right? Just let me go. I want Dan to see these,\" she slurred, giving her breasts a gentle jiggle as best as she could while bound to the table.\n\nMurphy flipped the switch. \"Think we gave her just a little too much sedative?\" he asked his partner, who simply nodded with a quick chuckle. Murphy flipped the microphone back on with a shake of his head, actually a little concerned for the well being of his test subject. \"That's phase three of the experiment, Sasha. We still aren't finished with phase two, and we have quite a bit more data to collect.\"\n\nThat was the moment that the gentle peach fuzz that was starting to pop up all over her body started to catch Sasha's attention. The warm, healthy glow of her skin that she was so very proud of seemed to dull in some spots as peach fuzz turned into tufts of full blown fur, and now, the glowing caramel of smooth, toned skin was splotched with spots of fur as dark as her hair, and in other spots, as bright white as the whites of her eyes. Those curious, chocolate brown irises shrunk down in shock as Sasha gasped, unable to deny it to herself any longer now that something truly was changing inside of her, and even more was changing on the outside. \n\nAnd then...just like Dan before, there came an itch.\n\nOne might think that being tied down to a table, unable to reach yourself with your arms and legs would leave you to be driven insane when you finally developed an itch, knowing that you couldn't scratch it no matter what you did, the sensation growing worse with every passing second. Sasha was fortunate enough to be spared the insanity, and the powerful sedative kept her from feeling too much of any sensation, but now, her mind changed focus. She no longer cared about getting warm. True to the nature of a dog, she cared only about scratching the itch, but she could do nothing of the sort.\n\n\"Make a note that the subject is starting to break out in record time,\" Murphy said to his partner, not even bothering to mute the microphone at this point. \"Sasha, are you still feeling all right?\"\n\n\"Just kind of itchy,\" she replied rapidly, her mind unable to break away from the thought. \"Could you guys free my arms so I can scratch myself? Please? I won't run away from you...I promise. I'll still cooperate!\"\n\nThe fact that Dan had tried the same tactic only hours earlier was enough to make Murphy chuckle. \"I'm afraid we can't let you go just yet, Sasha, but don't worry. The itching sensation should subside momentarily. You'll find your mind occupied with much greater changes before this is all said and done.\"\n\nMurphy's partner documented every single moment as it happened, watching with great attention and taking down every specific detail as more and more tufts of fur started popping up across Sasha's naked figure. \"You guys...you guys did this to Dan too, didn't you?\" she asked, her whole body starting to shudder as the itch spread. Her breasts, still untouched and smooth, started to gently fuzz over as well, and the center of her milk chocolate areola was quickly surrounded with a light field of pillow soft white fur. Her tiny, suckable nipples started to perk as they felt a cool breeze, still exposed while the rest of her body started to embrace the feeling of a fur coat that was literally a part of her. A dark, raven coat of black started sprouting up from her spine and surrounding her back and hips, while her tummy and breasts were coated in a supple field of chaste white. \"I had no idea he was that much of a dog person...or that I was, really!\"\n\n\"I think Dan will be extremely satisfied by seeing that you share his affinity for border collies, actually. Your interaction will be the bulk of phase three, but you still haven't finished your transformation proper. Once you have, phase two will be complete, and we'll give you a chance to rest before we begin phase three. Are you still feeling well, Sasha?\"\n\nSasha was completely unaware of the devious intentions behind phase three, and if she had any idea what was in store for her at the end of phase two, she'd likely still think it to be tame in comparison. \"T-there's more to this?\" Sasha asked, a bit shocked by the fact that watching the fur grow across her smooth skin was just the start of what was to become of her. \"How deep does this transformation go?\"\n\nMurphy didn't have to answer.\n\nThe gentle itch that crawled under Sasha's skin was the least of her thoughts anymore, as she felt the strangest, most indescribable sensation she'd ever experienced before, even if only for a few moments. Her bones, once solid and strong, started to feel like they were turning into a softer, more soluble substance, until she was sure that her ankles, her nose, and her hands were made of little more than putty. The fur covering her body was now in the back of her mind as she wished she could bring her hands before her face, but as tightly as they were held in her restraints, she could only write helplessly against her bondage and try to imagine what was happening to her. Feeling the oddly unpleasant sensation of her bones shifting of their own accord in her legs, Sasha glanced down to her ankles and watched as they flesh cooperated with her bones, and elongated in accordance. \"What the...what the [b]hell[/b] is this?!\" she screamed, watching her body with shock and wonder as her legs became perfectly stretched to look just like the hind legs of a fully grown canine. Though out of her range of vision, just above her head, her hands were starting to re-solidify, and what were once a pair of dainty hands with delicate fingers and gentle skin were now a pair of paws, completely furred over and ended in pawpads instead of fingers. Her well manicured nails grew rapidly once the change was complete, and flat, straightened nails curved forth and curled down into a perfect set of hybrid claws. A set of similar claws sprung forth over her toes, and as they did, she felt one more change, more prominent than any other so far, and much to her annoyance, it was another one she could only feel, rather than see.\n\n\"How are you feeling now?\" Murphy asked, trying to grab Sasha's attention, but it was to no avail. Her eyes glanced down between her legs, down past the delicate flesh of her labia, where fur was starting to close in and cover her body in ways that she'd tried to prevent before. There, starting to emerge from behind her body, pressed up tight against the cold steel of the slab was a growth of flesh, unbeknownst to her, it was nearly exactly the same as the one that Dan had grown just a couple hours before. Springing outright as her spine elongated into the empty flesh, Sasha's eyes shrunk down to dots at the terrifying sensation of having her spine literally yanked down and through her flesh as it extended unnaturally, reaching farther than it was ever meant to. \"Sasha??\"\n\nThe newly grown claws on her newly changed paws started digging into her own flesh as Sasha tried to get a grip on herself, but the strange sensation was more than she'd been expecting, even with a heavy sedative. She bit her lip, her flesh tender against the growing fangs that started sharpening within her mouth, even as the bridge of her nose started to press forth. All at once, her body was undergoing multiple changes at once, and she was having almost as much trouble keeping up with them as the scientists were. Murphy's partner did his best to keep up, but even he found his fingers a little slow to the keys as the injected serum took a much faster approach then the gaseous version. \"[i]Nnngh...[/i] that feels weird, and not in a good way,\" Sasha said, unable to articulate a more eloquent thought than that. \"I just...I just [b]grew[/b] a tail! When does this go back to being an enjoyable experience?\"\n\n\"Don't worry. You'll find yourself enjoying this again soon enough,\" Murphy replied, just glad to hear that Sasha still had her wits about her, but he was just as well aware that Sasha had only a few minutes of rational thought left. \"If you'd like a distraction, we can begin the final phase of your transformation, though I don't think you're quite far along enough. It would seem that the serum works faster upon injection, but your body seems to be resisting it rather efficiently.\"\n\nSasha would have been quick to argue that the fleshy growth that had erupted from between her legs, wiggling back and forth with an unknown excitement would be a great argument that her body wasn't resisting a thing, but she was slowly losing that last bits of human consciousness that would allow her to formulate an argument. \"Y-yes...let's...that. Do that,\" she replied, giving the best answer she could as she watched her the newly tail that had rooted out from her spine wag back and forth. Along the back of it, thick, ravenous black fur started to grow, and along the underside, the familiar, chaste white started to grow. By now, nearly her entire body was coated with an even, proper coat of fur, and any spots that were still just tufts were rapidly filling in. All the while, Sasha started to speak, but she stumbled over her words as her nose reached it's final point of elongation, having stretched out to the size of a full muzzle, dotted with a black nose at the end of the snout, and sharp, dangerous fangs having grown out from her incisors. Her body was now more canine than human, nearly a perfect hybrid, and her mind was following closely behind. Her shock and terror was subsiding, replaced with a sensation of swelling pride as she looked over her body. She was a prime example of both the feminine beauty of a human and the powerful body of a purebred canine, and the unusual combination left her a specimen of such beauty that even Murphy struggled to find words. \n\n\"Looks like your transformation is just about complete, Sasha.\"\n\nA long, slicked tongue dripped saliva down into the soft tuft of fur that emerged from her chest, just above her ample cleavage, as she panted in anticipation of what was to come. She could still remember that there was just one part of the experiment left, but she couldn't even remember that it was an experiment, now. She could only remember that there was one more change coming, and the canine part of her was simply excited for the surprise. \"Mrrr...?\" she rumbled, her head tilting curiously as she looked to the window, remembering that there were people on the other side of it, but as the canine side of her mind took over, she had trouble rationalizing that the voice seemed to come from the ceiling above her, even if the people obviously weren't in the ceiling. All in all, with her transformation finally completed as her ears finished shifting upwards, flopping down and growing to the proper size, Sasha's tilted head was an adorable sight, even if she was a creature that no one had ever seen before.\n\nMurphy smiled lightly at first, before his lips spread wide in ecstasy. Two experiments in the day, both successful, and neither one needing any kind of medical treatment when all was said and done. \"This was a complete success, Sasha, and we can't thank you enough for your cooperation, even if you aren't able to understand us anymore,\" Murphy needlessly explained, but the happy, excited tone in his voice sent Sasha's tail wagging once again, and her ears perked to the joyful voice. \"We have just one more little test to administer, and then, you'll be allowed to rest momentarily before we re-introduce you to Dan.\"\n\nAt the word 'Dan,' Sasha whirled her head around and yipped, having just enough of her human mind left to know that the name was significant to her. The upcoming test would soon grab what was left of her attention span, however, and as one tiny panel opened up on the slab, the smallest syringe yet gave Sasha's hip a gentle poke, and immediately retracted. Through the thick fur now coating every inch of her body, Sasha hardly even noticed the little poke, and went so far as to ignore it as she kept on examining the room, but what it did to her was far beyond her ability to ignore. \n\n\"You're going to feel an extremely strong sense of arousal, Sasha. Don't worry about trying to fight it. Let your new mind and body embrace the scents and sensations that you're exposed to. You'll be very glad that you did.\"\n\nSasha's ears ignored the voice over the intercom as every nerve ending in her body was lit ablaze with erotic sensitivity, brought on purely by the injection. Sasha's ears immediately turned up to the ceiling as she heard a quiet [i]Fiiiiiiiiiiiisssss[/i], and as the sound traveled across her now more sensitive ears, a scent drew across her muzzle and down into her nostrils that was heavenly beyond anything she'd ever whiffed as a human. It was a bold, powerful aroma, musky and invigorating, one that led her to feel a state of physical submission. Were her body not bound so tightly by her leather shackles, she'd have immediately dropped to the floor and pushed her rump high up into the air for the prospect of what was to come. This bitch knew what she wanted, and she wanted to be mounted.\n\nBeyond that, her mind knew one thing. There was a powerful, dominant alpha male in the area, and with the chemicals that she'd been subjected to, whether she was a human, a canine, or in this world, both, Sasha was in deep need of something only a male could give her. Her nipples stiffened up, perked and begging to be touched and suckled as the poor, strapped female hybrid wriggled against the cold metal of the slab, wishing that she could break free of the shackles and search out the male that was tantalizing her mind with that delicious scent. \"Mnnn...mmrowr!!\" she howled out, the desperate plea followed by a series of whimpers as she whirled her head around to the left and right, knowing that there was no male in the room, but wishing that maybe he would appear if she kept looking.\n\n\"It looks to me like she doesn't need to rest at all,\" the first scientist finally spoke, typing in the last of his data entries as the whining of a transformed female fell on deaf ears. \"Shall we escort her to the final observation room? I've been keeping a close eye on Dan's vitals, and he hasn't slept a wink. Much to the contrary, the poor guy has been shaking around in his chair since we left. Those pheromones have had him in high gear the entire time!\"\n\nMurphy nodded in his agreement. \"I guess it would hurt to move right into phase three. If Sasha is ready, there's no need to keep her from what she's asking us for. I'd go so far as to say she needs it.\"\n\nMurphy couldn't quite see how right he was, but if he looked a little bit closer, he'd see a thin trail of feminine juices dripping down, right from Sasha's waiting, uncovered slit, a literal stream of her desires trailing down the metal slab until they started to drip down to the floor and collect in a tiny pool. Her tongue flashed in and out of her muzzle rapidly as she panted with need, and her breasts, still as soft and supple as they were at the start of the process, heaved and bounced gently with her rapid breaths. \"[i]Nnnn[/i]...\" she whimpered once more, her thighs doing their best to rub up against each other and tease the cute, erect little nub that was her clit, hoping and wishing that she could force an orgasm out of herself, but even this little bit of teasing would be nowhere [b]near[/b] the level of stimulation she needed.\n\n\"Very well. Let's gather up our things and get to it. Think she'll be cooperative this time around?\" the first scientist asked, as he stood up from his desk, his files properly backed up and saved. Murphy stood up right after him as the pair stepped out of the small, cramped observation room and headed for the door to Sasha's chambers, ready to begin Phase Three.\n\n\"Long as we keep that scent pressed to her nose, there's no doubt in my mind she'll go wherever we lead her.\"\n\nThe hybrid female, now in the throes of a full heat, shuddered with an insatiable need, writhing so hard that the chains of her shackles actually strained against the slab. Her breasts started to ache with a need to be touched, her labia swelled up and pouted in their arousal, and her entire being shook down to its core as she happily drowned in the scent of the male that already dominated her mind.\n\nLucky for her, insatiable or not, that very male was just down the hall, and he was more than ready and willing to try and extinguish that heat.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "All of her friends always told her it was a bad idea to try dating a coworker, but sure enough, Sasha had been eager to give it a go.

Things were a little bit awkward to start, and she expected no less from Dan. They were always a little bit awkward around each other in the work place; it seemed she was always losing her balance around him and bumping into him when they passed by, leaving each one with flushed cheeks and a shy, silly smile. Dan could hardly ever hold a conversation with her, and she wasn't any better at returning the favor, regardless of how comfortable he made her feel. It was a wonder that she had the courage to ask him to join her for a drink after work, but when all was said and done, a couple shots and beers had the two of them relaxed, laughing at each others lame jokes, and just enjoying friendly company.

It was all going so well that it felt too good to be true, all until Sasha ordered that one last round of vodka mixers.

"Nnnn...must have been one hell of a drink...I don't remember anything..."

Sasha was still fuzzy, her mind still lost in the joy that filled her heart when she'd taken that last sip of her drink. It was the last thing she could remember in the evening, but she bought the drinks, and she watched someone make them, so she knew that Dan didn't drug her. "Did I really drink that much? And why is this bed so...stiff?"

It wasn't a bed at all. The painfully bright fluorescent lights radiating over her head made Sasha squint, and the haze in her eyes kept her from seeing too much. She tried to reach a hand forward and brush some of the sleep from her eyes, but she couldn't, and as the sedative effects of her drugging started to more fully wear off, she realized why her body felt so stiff and awkward.

What. The. Fuck.

As if the tight, firmly locked leather cuffs around her wrists, tugged back to a long, white board wouldn't have kept her from rubbing her eyes, Sasha couldn't have gone far regardless with a strap of the same material belted tight around her waist, and held taut by a pair of thick, steel chains. Her ankles got the same treatment, and with her arms slung up over her head, she was completely immobilized, but even that disturbed her less than the fact that she was completely nude. The long, cascading locks of her raven hair did little to preserve the modesty of her supple breasts, and between her legs, she felt the cold, eerie sensation of metal against her uncovered rump, sending a chill right through her tummy and to the front, where her sex was left uncovered for all to see.

Perhaps luckily for her, there were only two men who could see it.

"It's good to see you finally coming around, young lady. We were worried perhaps we used a little too much sedative on you."

Sasha could fully turn her head, but thanks to the massive table that she was strapped to, she couldn't see anything behind her, and even her peripherals were a bit impeded. Blinking hard to try and shake some of the sleep from her eyes, she turned her head and looked around, and as her eyes took in the bright, stark white walls, floors and ceiling, all unblemished save for one giant window on the far wall that faced her, the uneasy chill that ran through her lower body went right up from her rump straight through her spine. It was too white. It was too clean. It was just downright creepy.

"Whoever you are, I'm guessing you're behind that glass, and I'm guessing you're the assholes who poisoned my drink!" Sasha barked, her body and mind now quickly overcoming the effects of the sedative, aided by her consciousness. "Where the hell am I, and what did you jerks do with Dan?!"

"She's going to be a feisty one. I just knew it," commented a voice, though the man sitting behind the microphone flipped a switch before he spoke, muting the microphone to prevent angering her any further. His colleague nodded, and the first man flipped the microphone back on. "Please try your best to relax. You're in a research facility not far from where you were enjoying your beverages, and we can assure you that Dan is perfectly safe."

"Like I believe that," Sasha shot back. "I want to see him right this instant, and I want you bastards to let me off of this damned table!"

"I'm afraid we can't do that."

"What...?"

Sasha was completely unnerved, but whether it was more by the fact that she couldn't see through the window to observe her captors, or the fact that she literally couldn't see anything else in the room, even she didn't know for sure. "Dan is resting peacefully in another room, and once we're done with you here, we'll be able to reunite the two of you and allow you to continue with the evening that you'd no doubt been planning."

"What the hell are you guys, a couple of stalkers?" Sasha asked, her otherwise beautiful face twisting up into a disgusted grimace. "How long were you following us around? How long have you been planning all of this? What IS this, even?"

"We'll answer all of your question in due time, young lady, but first we need a few things-

"You'll answer them NOW!" Sasha interjected. "I'm not telling you a damn thing about me until you tell me everything I want to know, and the first thing I want to know is where the nearest phone is so I can have however many of you are back there arrested!"

On the other side of the observation window, blocked from view, two men were sitting in lab-coats, running their second experiment of the day. The surroundings were certainly a bit dull for them; just like their other observation room, this one was small, not much bigger than a large closet, and filled with the same boring technology: a microphone, a small computer console to the side of it, and a couple of uncomfortable office chairs to sit on while they recorded their data. "There are only two of us. My name is Murphy, and I'm afraid that we can't direct you to a telephone, other than your smart phone, which we've kept neatly gathered with your other personal belongings."

"And those are where, exactly?"

"With Dan, in another room."

"Furthermore, why the hell did you idiots feel it necessary to steal my clothes? And why aren't you coming out here yet to release me?"

"In a few short minutes, you'll be very glad that we did take your clothes from you, and we aren't coming out there because it is extremely important that we remain anonymous. We aren't releasing you because we have brought you here for a very specific purpose."

Sasha was doing her best not to go into a full on panic, and the fact that whoever was on the other side of the wall was being so quick with his answers wasn't helping. It seemed rehearsed, as if she wasn't the first girl who had been strapped to this table and stripped naked. I'm completely helpless...These guys could rape me...they could kill me...please don't let it end like this...

"J-just tell me what you're planning to d-do," Sasha stammered nervously, doing her best not to let her imagination get the better of her, but it was already a losing battle, and only getting worse. "I don't know w-what the hell you creeps want, but please, just let Dan and I go...p-please..."

Sasha thought she heard some sort of faint, plastic click, but she wasn't sure, and whatever she did hear, the noise was followed by pure silence. "Her vitals seem to be running normal, according to the sensors around her waist, but her heart rate is climbing pretty steadily. We're going to have to initiate the experiment immediately if we want to avoid giving the poor girl a heart attack," Murphy advised his partner, who immediately took note and typed the entry into his computer. Already his screen was covered with notes of Sasha being an extremely feisty, curious and demanding woman, perhaps unfit for the experiment, but they'd already come this far and they weren't going to be denied a second test subject. "When we are finished running our experiment, we will gladly let both Dan and yourself go free, but we have very important research we need to conduct first," Murphy explained, after switching his microphone back on. "Would you please be so kind as to give us your name?"

"My name...? Why do you need that? And what kind of experiment??"

"Time is of the essence, I'm afraid," Murphy replied, giving Sasha the same treatment that he'd given Dan only an hour or so before. "But we need your name for record keeping purposes, so please, if you would tell us?"

Sasha rolled her eyes. She didn't actually believe that being cooperative was going to be that helpful in getting her out of this mess, but as far as she could see or tell, she wasn't in any immediate danger. "My name is Sasha," she said dryly. "Now tell me what the hell is going on here, and what you've done with Dan!"

"Let me answer that with a question. Are you a big fan of animals, Sasha?" Murphy asked, as he flicked a switch on the control panel next to his microphone. The softest, faintest sound of a mechanical whiiiiiiiir rang out against Sasha's ears, and her head immediately swung around, looking up at the ceiling. Nothing was moving, and she looked to the floor. As far as her field of vision went, nothing was in motion, but the sound still didn't stop. "Perhaps you have a favorite one you'd like to tell us about?"

"Answer my question first!" Sasha yelled back, straining helplessly against her leather restraints. No matter how hard her muscles tensed, all of her efforts were for naught, and the strain was starting to give her a headache. She didn't want to accept her fate...she couldn't. She had to help Dan somehow, but what could she do? "And what do animals have to do with any of this?!"

"They have everything to do with this, actually. As we explained to Dan before, the animal kingdom has all kinds of wonders to offer us, and so much of it is still unexplored, but we can only explore so much just by observing animals as they are. Our experiments work to bring down the walls between humans and animals to see both how we are similar, and yet, how we are so very different, so that we might get a better understanding of why animals are the way that they are."

Sasha narrowed her eyes at the window. "...Is this some kind of fucked up genetics program or something?"

"We prefer to think of it as a new way to observe animals by letting people become more like them," Murphy explained, not exactly enjoying Sasha's description of the program. "Which is why I'll ask again, do you have a favorite animal?"

"I like dogs," Sasha replied quickly, her voice irritated. "But not the way I'd bet you sickos do."

The mechanical humming finally came to a stop, and Sasha finally found the source of the noise, as she glanced right down over her breasts to the sides of the table. Tiny panels had opened up right next to her body, making a perfect outline of her figure. Sasha was realizing very quickly that this wasn't just an ordinary metal slab. "Pray tell, do you happen to have a thing for border collies?"

"I...I guess so. They are awfully cute..."

A series of syringes popped up from the panels, extremely small, but sure enough, Sasha tensed up tight when she saw the ends of the needles that now surrounded her bonded body. "Do us a favor, Sasha, and try your best to relax. Think about how nice it would be if you could live your life as a border collie pup; carefree, at liberty to do whatever you wanted whenever you wanted, no commitments, no concerns, just you and the open air of nature..."

Sasha hated to admit that the scientist was doing a fantastic job of relaxing her with his poetic words, but she wasn't any bigger of a fan of needles than anyone else on the planet. Gritting her teeth together tightly, she winced her eyes closed and tried to focus on exactly what she was told. "And if I go through this...you'll let me go, with Dan? Promise?" As if I can really trust them to do it...

"Promise," Murphy replied, right as thirty of the tiniest needles you'd ever seen poked her flesh. It wasn't like a usual shot, where you could feel the pain internally, but like a bug bite, and it was over within an instant. The needles immediately pulled back and returned to their place under the panels, and quickly, they were hidden away. Still concerned with whatever horrible fate actually awaited her, Sasha tried to resist the tears that she could feel welling up in the corners of her eyes, but as she opened them and two tiny, twin streams rolled down her cheeks, she was stunned to see that she was still completely the same, and counting down twenty seconds to herself, perhaps the most difficult, most tense twenty seconds of her life, nothing happened. She was still alive, she was unchanged, and she felt perfectly fine, at least, as much as she could in the situation. "Normally we offer the option of a gas treatment," Murphy admitted, "But given that we needed to speed your transformation along, we had to use the needles. I apologize profusely for this. I understand that they're not nearly as pleasant, but the side effects will pass much quicker this way."

"Side effects?" Sasha asked, her eyes genuinely full of concern as her tears started to fade, and her eyes shifted from fear to confusion. "But I feel the same. I barely even felt the needles at all!"

"I'm very glad to hear that. We truly hate to cause our test subjects any discomfort," Murphy explained.

"In that case, for future reference, it might help you to know that I don't think there's a girl in the world who would be comfortable waking up strapped to a table, naked as the day she was born," Sasha said facetiously. She was actually starting to feel a little bit comfortable in her back and forth with the mysterious scientist, and though that should have concerned her, it didn't, and she couldn't explain it to herself. "Anyway, I submitted to your stupid experiment, now will you please go get Dan and let me off of this freezing table?"

"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood, Sasha. The experiment isn't over. Much to the contrary, it's only just begun."

Sasha felt her heart drop into her stomach at the ominous words. "But, I thought this stuff you injected me with was supposed to do something, and nothing happened, so it just doesn't work on me, maybe?"

Murphy chuckled behind his microphone. "It works quickly, Sasha, but not quite that quickly. You should be noticing the first of several changes any second now. In case you were still having trouble relaxing, no worries. The first stage of your transformation will be a soft, blanketing feeling of warmth, comfort and relaxation. I think you'll quite enjoy it, actually."

The scientist wasn't aware that Sasha was already entering the first stages of her transformation, but she was already well aware of it. With that tidbit of information, she could finally explain why and how she felt so calm all of the sudden, despite the terrifying situation she was still in the midst of. Sure enough, with each passing moment, Sasha could feel warmth and calm flowing over every inch of her body, as if she was standing under a waterfall that granted her a state of tranquility, and as much as she still wished she wasn't in her particular predicament, she was eternally grateful for the unparallelled relaxation. "Definitely past that stage," Sasha confirmed for Murphy, who nodded to his fellow scientist to take down a note. "And just what should I be expecting next, Murphy?"

"This next portion of the experiment is something that we prefer you to just experience and tell us what you're going through, as best as you can," Murphy said. "But as the relaxation settles in, you should start to notice a few changes...and we'd like you to describe them to us the best that you can as they occur."

Is this really happening...? I still don't really feel anything. It's like I'm just getting my wisdom teeth pulled again, Sasha pondered, and with her full range of motion, she looked over her nude figure. Everything still looked perfectly normal, but her mind was already starting to slow, wandering into places that she couldn't understand. Very quickly she was becoming one-track; her naked body was still cold against the metal slab she was bound to, and she wished desperately for warmth. Suddenly, her mind wasn't racing about multiple concerns, there was only one: warmth. It was literally all that she could think about. "I want a coat or a blanket of some kind," she admitted, wishing that she could see the men who held her captive through the window. "I'd even settle for a light jacket."

"If all goes as expected, you should have a coat any moment now, Sasha. It just might not be the coat you had in mind."

Sasha didn't notice the thin, peach fuzz coating that started to pop up from her skin. She was too busy just looking over her breasts and tummy, admiring her own figure with a delirious gaze, completely under the effects of the powerful sedative. At least if I do end up as a dog, I'll still be a sexy bitch, she thought, a dainty giggle slipping past her lips. "C'mon...you guys are just messing with me, right? Just let me go. I want Dan to see these," she slurred, giving her breasts a gentle jiggle as best as she could while bound to the table.

Murphy flipped the switch. "Think we gave her just a little too much sedative?" he asked his partner, who simply nodded with a quick chuckle. Murphy flipped the microphone back on with a shake of his head, actually a little concerned for the well being of his test subject. "That's phase three of the experiment, Sasha. We still aren't finished with phase two, and we have quite a bit more data to collect."

That was the moment that the gentle peach fuzz that was starting to pop up all over her body started to catch Sasha's attention. The warm, healthy glow of her skin that she was so very proud of seemed to dull in some spots as peach fuzz turned into tufts of full blown fur, and now, the glowing caramel of smooth, toned skin was splotched with spots of fur as dark as her hair, and in other spots, as bright white as the whites of her eyes. Those curious, chocolate brown irises shrunk down in shock as Sasha gasped, unable to deny it to herself any longer now that something truly was changing inside of her, and even more was changing on the outside.

And then...just like Dan before, there came an itch.

One might think that being tied down to a table, unable to reach yourself with your arms and legs would leave you to be driven insane when you finally developed an itch, knowing that you couldn't scratch it no matter what you did, the sensation growing worse with every passing second. Sasha was fortunate enough to be spared the insanity, and the powerful sedative kept her from feeling too much of any sensation, but now, her mind changed focus. She no longer cared about getting warm. True to the nature of a dog, she cared only about scratching the itch, but she could do nothing of the sort.

"Make a note that the subject is starting to break out in record time," Murphy said to his partner, not even bothering to mute the microphone at this point. "Sasha, are you still feeling all right?"

"Just kind of itchy," she replied rapidly, her mind unable to break away from the thought. "Could you guys free my arms so I can scratch myself? Please? I won't run away from you...I promise. I'll still cooperate!"

The fact that Dan had tried the same tactic only hours earlier was enough to make Murphy chuckle. "I'm afraid we can't let you go just yet, Sasha, but don't worry. The itching sensation should subside momentarily. You'll find your mind occupied with much greater changes before this is all said and done."

Murphy's partner documented every single moment as it happened, watching with great attention and taking down every specific detail as more and more tufts of fur started popping up across Sasha's naked figure. "You guys...you guys did this to Dan too, didn't you?" she asked, her whole body starting to shudder as the itch spread. Her breasts, still untouched and smooth, started to gently fuzz over as well, and the center of her milk chocolate areola was quickly surrounded with a light field of pillow soft white fur. Her tiny, suckable nipples started to perk as they felt a cool breeze, still exposed while the rest of her body started to embrace the feeling of a fur coat that was literally a part of her. A dark, raven coat of black started sprouting up from her spine and surrounding her back and hips, while her tummy and breasts were coated in a supple field of chaste white. "I had no idea he was that much of a dog person...or that I was, really!"

"I think Dan will be extremely satisfied by seeing that you share his affinity for border collies, actually. Your interaction will be the bulk of phase three, but you still haven't finished your transformation proper. Once you have, phase two will be complete, and we'll give you a chance to rest before we begin phase three. Are you still feeling well, Sasha?"

Sasha was completely unaware of the devious intentions behind phase three, and if she had any idea what was in store for her at the end of phase two, she'd likely still think it to be tame in comparison. "T-there's more to this?" Sasha asked, a bit shocked by the fact that watching the fur grow across her smooth skin was just the start of what was to become of her. "How deep does this transformation go?"

Murphy didn't have to answer.

The gentle itch that crawled under Sasha's skin was the least of her thoughts anymore, as she felt the strangest, most indescribable sensation she'd ever experienced before, even if only for a few moments. Her bones, once solid and strong, started to feel like they were turning into a softer, more soluble substance, until she was sure that her ankles, her nose, and her hands were made of little more than putty. The fur covering her body was now in the back of her mind as she wished she could bring her hands before her face, but as tightly as they were held in her restraints, she could only write helplessly against her bondage and try to imagine what was happening to her. Feeling the oddly unpleasant sensation of her bones shifting of their own accord in her legs, Sasha glanced down to her ankles and watched as they flesh cooperated with her bones, and elongated in accordance. "What the...what the hell is this?!" she screamed, watching her body with shock and wonder as her legs became perfectly stretched to look just like the hind legs of a fully grown canine. Though out of her range of vision, just above her head, her hands were starting to re-solidify, and what were once a pair of dainty hands with delicate fingers and gentle skin were now a pair of paws, completely furred over and ended in pawpads instead of fingers. Her well manicured nails grew rapidly once the change was complete, and flat, straightened nails curved forth and curled down into a perfect set of hybrid claws. A set of similar claws sprung forth over her toes, and as they did, she felt one more change, more prominent than any other so far, and much to her annoyance, it was another one she could only feel, rather than see.

"How are you feeling now?" Murphy asked, trying to grab Sasha's attention, but it was to no avail. Her eyes glanced down between her legs, down past the delicate flesh of her labia, where fur was starting to close in and cover her body in ways that she'd tried to prevent before. There, starting to emerge from behind her body, pressed up tight against the cold steel of the slab was a growth of flesh, unbeknownst to her, it was nearly exactly the same as the one that Dan had grown just a couple hours before. Springing outright as her spine elongated into the empty flesh, Sasha's eyes shrunk down to dots at the terrifying sensation of having her spine literally yanked down and through her flesh as it extended unnaturally, reaching farther than it was ever meant to. "Sasha??"

The newly grown claws on her newly changed paws started digging into her own flesh as Sasha tried to get a grip on herself, but the strange sensation was more than she'd been expecting, even with a heavy sedative. She bit her lip, her flesh tender against the growing fangs that started sharpening within her mouth, even as the bridge of her nose started to press forth. All at once, her body was undergoing multiple changes at once, and she was having almost as much trouble keeping up with them as the scientists were. Murphy's partner did his best to keep up, but even he found his fingers a little slow to the keys as the injected serum took a much faster approach then the gaseous version. "Nnngh... that feels weird, and not in a good way," Sasha said, unable to articulate a more eloquent thought than that. "I just...I just grew a tail! When does this go back to being an enjoyable experience?"

"Don't worry. You'll find yourself enjoying this again soon enough," Murphy replied, just glad to hear that Sasha still had her wits about her, but he was just as well aware that Sasha had only a few minutes of rational thought left. "If you'd like a distraction, we can begin the final phase of your transformation, though I don't think you're quite far along enough. It would seem that the serum works faster upon injection, but your body seems to be resisting it rather efficiently."

Sasha would have been quick to argue that the fleshy growth that had erupted from between her legs, wiggling back and forth with an unknown excitement would be a great argument that her body wasn't resisting a thing, but she was slowly losing that last bits of human consciousness that would allow her to formulate an argument. "Y-yes...let's...that. Do that," she replied, giving the best answer she could as she watched her the newly tail that had rooted out from her spine wag back and forth. Along the back of it, thick, ravenous black fur started to grow, and along the underside, the familiar, chaste white started to grow. By now, nearly her entire body was coated with an even, proper coat of fur, and any spots that were still just tufts were rapidly filling in. All the while, Sasha started to speak, but she stumbled over her words as her nose reached it's final point of elongation, having stretched out to the size of a full muzzle, dotted with a black nose at the end of the snout, and sharp, dangerous fangs having grown out from her incisors. Her body was now more canine than human, nearly a perfect hybrid, and her mind was following closely behind. Her shock and terror was subsiding, replaced with a sensation of swelling pride as she looked over her body. She was a prime example of both the feminine beauty of a human and the powerful body of a purebred canine, and the unusual combination left her a specimen of such beauty that even Murphy struggled to find words.

"Looks like your transformation is just about complete, Sasha."

A long, slicked tongue dripped saliva down into the soft tuft of fur that emerged from her chest, just above her ample cleavage, as she panted in anticipation of what was to come. She could still remember that there was just one part of the experiment left, but she couldn't even remember that it was an experiment, now. She could only remember that there was one more change coming, and the canine part of her was simply excited for the surprise. "Mrrr...?" she rumbled, her head tilting curiously as she looked to the window, remembering that there were people on the other side of it, but as the canine side of her mind took over, she had trouble rationalizing that the voice seemed to come from the ceiling above her, even if the people obviously weren't in the ceiling. All in all, with her transformation finally completed as her ears finished shifting upwards, flopping down and growing to the proper size, Sasha's tilted head was an adorable sight, even if she was a creature that no one had ever seen before.

Murphy smiled lightly at first, before his lips spread wide in ecstasy. Two experiments in the day, both successful, and neither one needing any kind of medical treatment when all was said and done. "This was a complete success, Sasha, and we can't thank you enough for your cooperation, even if you aren't able to understand us anymore," Murphy needlessly explained, but the happy, excited tone in his voice sent Sasha's tail wagging once again, and her ears perked to the joyful voice. "We have just one more little test to administer, and then, you'll be allowed to rest momentarily before we re-introduce you to Dan."

At the word 'Dan,' Sasha whirled her head around and yipped, having just enough of her human mind left to know that the name was significant to her. The upcoming test would soon grab what was left of her attention span, however, and as one tiny panel opened up on the slab, the smallest syringe yet gave Sasha's hip a gentle poke, and immediately retracted. Through the thick fur now coating every inch of her body, Sasha hardly even noticed the little poke, and went so far as to ignore it as she kept on examining the room, but what it did to her was far beyond her ability to ignore.

"You're going to feel an extremely strong sense of arousal, Sasha. Don't worry about trying to fight it. Let your new mind and body embrace the scents and sensations that you're exposed to. You'll be very glad that you did."

Sasha's ears ignored the voice over the intercom as every nerve ending in her body was lit ablaze with erotic sensitivity, brought on purely by the injection. Sasha's ears immediately turned up to the ceiling as she heard a quiet Fiiiiiiiiiiiisssss, and as the sound traveled across her now more sensitive ears, a scent drew across her muzzle and down into her nostrils that was heavenly beyond anything she'd ever whiffed as a human. It was a bold, powerful aroma, musky and invigorating, one that led her to feel a state of physical submission. Were her body not bound so tightly by her leather shackles, she'd have immediately dropped to the floor and pushed her rump high up into the air for the prospect of what was to come. This bitch knew what she wanted, and she wanted to be mounted.

Beyond that, her mind knew one thing. There was a powerful, dominant alpha male in the area, and with the chemicals that she'd been subjected to, whether she was a human, a canine, or in this world, both, Sasha was in deep need of something only a male could give her. Her nipples stiffened up, perked and begging to be touched and suckled as the poor, strapped female hybrid wriggled against the cold metal of the slab, wishing that she could break free of the shackles and search out the male that was tantalizing her mind with that delicious scent. "Mnnn...mmrowr!!" she howled out, the desperate plea followed by a series of whimpers as she whirled her head around to the left and right, knowing that there was no male in the room, but wishing that maybe he would appear if she kept looking.

"It looks to me like she doesn't need to rest at all," the first scientist finally spoke, typing in the last of his data entries as the whining of a transformed female fell on deaf ears. "Shall we escort her to the final observation room? I've been keeping a close eye on Dan's vitals, and he hasn't slept a wink. Much to the contrary, the poor guy has been shaking around in his chair since we left. Those pheromones have had him in high gear the entire time!"

Murphy nodded in his agreement. "I guess it would hurt to move right into phase three. If Sasha is ready, there's no need to keep her from what she's asking us for. I'd go so far as to say she needs it."

Murphy couldn't quite see how right he was, but if he looked a little bit closer, he'd see a thin trail of feminine juices dripping down, right from Sasha's waiting, uncovered slit, a literal stream of her desires trailing down the metal slab until they started to drip down to the floor and collect in a tiny pool. Her tongue flashed in and out of her muzzle rapidly as she panted with need, and her breasts, still as soft and supple as they were at the start of the process, heaved and bounced gently with her rapid breaths. "Nnnn..." she whimpered once more, her thighs doing their best to rub up against each other and tease the cute, erect little nub that was her clit, hoping and wishing that she could force an orgasm out of herself, but even this little bit of teasing would be nowhere near the level of stimulation she needed.

"Very well. Let's gather up our things and get to it. Think she'll be cooperative this time around?" the first scientist asked, as he stood up from his desk, his files properly backed up and saved. Murphy stood up right after him as the pair stepped out of the small, cramped observation room and headed for the door to Sasha's chambers, ready to begin Phase Three.

"Long as we keep that scent pressed to her nose, there's no doubt in my mind she'll go wherever we lead her."

The hybrid female, now in the throes of a full heat, shuddered with an insatiable need, writhing so hard that the chains of her shackles actually strained against the slab. Her breasts started to ache with a need to be touched, her labia swelled up and pouted in their arousal, and her entire being shook down to its core as she happily drowned in the scent of the male that already dominated her mind.

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