Scamp looked up, then at the squirming, frantic girl. He didn't understand her - she was Asian he thought, probably Japanese, and he doubted he would ever actually reach the point of<em>understanding</em>her. This place didn't seem to mind or care in the slightest.<br/><br/>But her need was clear enough, as were the man's orders. And she was cute, even with the changes that had rendered her into an animal - changes he was aware he had as well, even if he was doing his best to ignore them. Was it rape, if she wanted it that badly? Even if it wasn't - would he still feel alright about it? Regardless of the philosophical issues, it was clear he didn't have much of a choice. The predicament of a young female dog, one of the ones who had been in the cages with him this morning, suggested disobedience would end badly. Instead, he dropped down from his kneeling position and moved to behind Mimi, nudging her firmly but gently so she too would drop down.