<strong>Starshine in the cage room with Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe.</strong><br/><br/>I missed seeing my fingers, the paws were just toys and no matter how hard I squeezed inside of them they wouldn’t scrunch or bend. Though, I’d seen some people walking around their pets with booties on to protect their feet, or even specially made clothing that slipped over their midsection like tube tops with fanciful prints that gave the illusion of normal clothing.<br/><br/>I’m not sure where things started getting confusing for me, all I remember was the rapes - even my most vivid memory of that was someone who told me to look up at him while he fucked my throat.  He seemed disgusted with me, but I’d seen him raping girls across from me and laughing at them as they begged for mercy.<br/><br/>I don’t know what I did to earn that look.<br/><br/>I was wriggling around for some time as the woman spoke to me, trying to find a comfortable position to sit in, when I stopped moving I was on my haunches with my legs spread wide and my paws set between them.  I felt a little embarrassed showing off my wet pussy, but it was the only natural seating pose I could adopt that would make me stooped enough that my ears could perk up naturally.<br/><br/>"You've received hormone and DNA treatment, which makes you more sexually potent. They-” She paused and made an awkward sound before continuing “They say it's like being in heat but" Apparently it wasn’t easy to explain in the short time we’d been together, but she’d assured me more would be told to me later.<br/><br/>Of all the things I was focusing on the most, was the pitch of her voice, and the distinct smell she gave off that filled my flaring nose like a sweet perfume.  It left me wishing I could rub my wrist against it and try it onto the back of my ear - though that thought sent heat against my cheeks as my hips wriggled unconsciously to the dull thump of a tail behind.<br/><br/>My tail.<br/><br/>"Starshine, please can you answer this question for me? The more you answer, the more I can tell you. Right now, at this very second, how do you feel about being taken by another dog, so to speak, one just like you?” Something vivid flashed inside my head, and I could only make out the long hallway my old house before the woman spoke again and it faded away into a space that I couldn’t grasp “If you could try and say in as much detail as you can, I'll make it worth your while.<br/><br/>I tried to think about, the visions of a strong male dog hunched over me, pounding me from behind as I howled in climax.  Though, for a moment it wasn’t me in the picture, and I blinked several times a my stomach twisted over one specific thing that had been said “Another dog - like me?” My head throbbed with my own query, and I turned my glance along the other cages as overwhelming sorrow gripped at my heart.<br/><br/>I was almost sniffling, and it hurt to think about as my tail tried to curl up between my legs but was too firmly planted against the ground because of my position. It didn’t seem to matter that I was in the same position, but it somehow felt completely horrible that other people were in this position.<br/><br/>“Why would there be other dogs like me? T-that doesn’t make sense”  It started seeming like a nightmare situation as even from my angle there was space enough for any number of cages and crates for animals. I tried to lean forward, to peer out the corner of my age to attempt to judge the size of the room before ducking back and turning my attention to the woman again “Was I really not the only one?”<br/><br/>Part of me felt relieved, though I couldn’t understand why. As much as I tried to think about it, it remained confusing and hard to grasp - wish so much going on in my head, it impossible to make anything out.