<strong>In the cage room with Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe and Starshine</strong><br/><br/>My pussy was throbbing, and no amount or rubbing it against the back of my arms was going to fix that. Not that it seemed to stop me though.  I do remember struggling for a brief moment to try and determine if they had given me the lobotomy or not. I was a difficult question, as I assumed if I had one, or even part of one I might not really be able to remember being smarter.<br/><br/>"Starshine? Can you hear me girl?" I could feel my ears twitch as a woman paused in front of the cage. I squinted a moment, and ducked my head downward as new smells, and sights invaded my small area. She had a mature beauty about her, with long blond hair carefully swept to one side and sent falling over shoulder - smooth round breasts and slightly outward curving hips that trailed off further then my cage allowed view of.<br/><br/>Even when I put my forehead against the bars.<br/><br/>I could hear my breathing, though I could hear a lot of things as the ears atop my dark hair twitched swivelled to gather in the soft sound of her voice.  I had tried to pick out her accent, though it was a little difficult, and soon I was just thinking about sex again as my hips scooted forward sealed close against the back of my arms.<br/><br/>"If you can hear me, say so, but quietly, understand?" I could feel myself blinking as my head tipped gently to one side and I felt my left ear gliding against the top of the cage sending it twitching with annoyance.<br/><br/>“Starshine?”<br/><br/>It hadn’t occurred to me that they might have renamed me at the lab, if they had, no one seemed to care to let me in on it.  Maybe someone had told me it, but I feel like it somehow got lost in a sea of ‘stupidsluts’ and ‘takeitcumdumps’  I felt my lips twist downward as fingers curled tighter into the tight confines of the paws secured to my hands.<br/><br/>“Am I Starshine?” Strange though, I felt like I should be crying, sobbing, begging for something but I can’t really form it into any sort of comprehendible thing.   Someone took me against my will and turned me into a dog, and cruelly left my mind intact.  I paused a moment, and asked another question before they could answer the first “D-Did I get a lobotomy?” Maybe this was how dogs felt.<br/><br/>It was shortly after that, that it had occurred to me that I didn’t even know where I was - though the woman in front of me had the look of her like she wanted to be somewhere else, so I tried not to say anything more.  Regardless, my pussy was still throbbing, and to make matters worse, I was beginning to feel the weight of my breasts.