<strong>CANDY, Dog cages</strong><br/><br/>I frowned, completely thrown. For starters, this girl was Japanese, and her English, whilst understandable, wasn't what one would call amazing. New US immigration laws enacted several years back demanded all immigrants speak fluent English, and this girl certainly wouldn't have passed. Could she be an illegal, or from a family rich enough to bribe a few immigration officials? It wasn't impossible either way. There was a more troubling issue at hand, however.<br/><br/>She wasn't a warden, and yes... yes, she was in a cage as well! Craning my neck, I could just see her head bobbing... no, not bobbing... bowing. What were the odds of two girls being captured and not lobotomised? Perhaps they'd missed a whole batch of people? Maybe there were more thinking people about in these cages. I opened my mouth, but every time I did the image of the dog between us, his shaft stuck up in the air, leaking copiously, kept filling my mind, diverting my attention. Why was I thinking about him for God's sake, and why.. oh God.. why was an ache growing in between my legs, as well as my breasts? I knew the answer, but refused to accept it. As a particularly graphic image of him fucking me senseless entered my mind, I shook my head violently to try and rid it of him, to focus not him but the girl who was trying so hard to talk to me. Something caught me in the eye as I shook. It was.. was... Fuck.... My hands darted up to my head, feeling my hair and.. and... I gasped in horror, breathing heavily.<br/><br/>I had dog ears.<br/><br/>Long, furry, floppy dog ears. I tugged at one with both my paw- no, no, hands, hands! It tugged at my skin. They'd been surgically attached, or grown from DNA manipulation. In an instant the girl and the dog next to me had been wiped from my mind as panic took a sudden hold of my system.<br/><br/>I was hot, panting for breath in this stuffy cage and room. I started to rip frantically at the mittens, cursing and sweating as I fumbled fruitlessly with the locks, wanting them off, wanting the freedom my hands offered me, if only to better feel how my ears were attached.<br/><br/><strong>"God.. fucking... get off, get off, GET OFF!"</strong>I screamed, suddenly hit by another dull, throbbing ache from both my heavy breasts and what I knew had to be my pussy. The graphic images of the male dog beside me fucking my brains out shifted into the forefront of my mind, refusing to be shifted. I lunged for the bars at the front of the cage again, slamming my paws against them with unrestrained force, screaming out desperately. The Japanese girl near me had been forgotten now, pushed out of my conscious mind by the discovery of my new ears and the violent images of the dog beside me.<br/><br/><strong>"Let me out, LET ME OUT! WHERE AM I?! WHERE?"</strong>I screamed, continuing to hammer against the bars as if I could break them. All about me animals stirred in their cages, including the male that had wormed his way into my mind. Within minutes I'd collapsed against one of the cage walls, gasping as I ran my paws shakily through my hair, catching my ears, my body trembling violently. A thick bead of saliva ran down my chin, unnoticed. My optimistic thoughts from only moments ago had drained down the plughole.