Lucy slept finally after such a long day. She was so happy content with her new lover. She felt so safe and loved for the first tine in years and years. She didn't have to fight and get abused to remain loved...she didn't have to worry about being forgotten or hurt. Finally someone loved her for her. She slept dreaming the dreams only the happiest of pets can dream. She giggled on the bed cuddling with the sheets her owner had left on her smelling the scent and it instantly bring a smile to her in her sleep. She woke after a few hours sitting up and yawning. She found herself in a very strange house and in a very comfortable bed. She giggled and sat up looking around exploring the house and it wasn't until she passed a mirror that she noticed the leather collar tight and locked around her neck. She squeeked and squealed jumping up and down randomly switching forms from the boy to the girl to a milf to a wolf. She giggled pouncing on the bed and vigorously masturbating to spurt on the second pillow marking it as hers gigging happily. Then she rather impressively collapsed falling back asleep.