Day 9 - Canine Girl

Woman: Swift Creek Photos
Dog: Codetski 

Years ago, I tried a variation on the 30 day monster girl challenge.  I decided to take on of Swift Creek's models and transform her into 30 different forms.  I'd started to write short (really short) stories for each image but gave up after a while.  Sitting, waiting for students to ring through on eMail, is somewhat boring.  So here's the story that goes with this image.

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Chloe enjoyed her walks with Fifi.  The quiet walks (aside from Fifi’s excited barking at every creature they ran across) were becoming times Chloe could think (and worry) about the strange changes.  It had been nearly a week since the last one but she was sure she wasn’t finished with the strange changes.  Stefan, of course, was off at the University translating his scrolls.  They were becoming more and more difficult as more and more of the glyphs were unknown.  Often, he’d have to guess (or so he said) and the guesses proved, more often than not, to end up with a translation that made no sense whatever.

The day was warm, almost too warm, but Chloe preferred the heat to the bone chilling cold of the transformation wind.  The walk was just about finished, with the kennel in sight, when Chloe felt the all too familiar chill.  The swirl enclosed both her and Fifi and she felt dizzy.  Collapsing to the ground, she felt Fifi’s worried presence beside her and then her world changed yet again.  

Her first sensation was of strange and powerful smells.  It was as if the entire landscape was covered with a highway map of scents.  She pushed herself up onto hands and knees as a first step to getting to her feet.  Her eyes became wide as she noticed her hands were now paws, paws exactly like Fifi’s.  Fif’s white fur was spreading up her arms from this paws.  Chloe, shook her head. ‘Again?’ she asked herself in an exasperated voice.  The fur spread rapidly to her chest and neck.  She could feel the strange chill move across her head and down her back to her hips.  Soon, the feeling spread down both legs.  Chloe feeling alone and vulnerable, felt something move between those shortening legs - a tail.  She whimpered, looking about for Fifi, but, as expected, Fifi had vanished.

Carefully getting to her four feet, Chloe made her way to the watering trough.  Though the water surface was far from an ideal mirror, Chloe was able to see enough detail to realize she was almost completely a dog - a poodle that looked suspiciously like Fifi.  She couldn’t let herself into the house in her current form