[M4f] To become the perfect parody of a dog mother.
(Warning extreme body modification, Bestiality)
When I look into your eyes I feel disgust, when I take stock of your body, I am repulsed gives, when I look at what I’ve created it turns my stomach and that gives me such pleasure.
I remember the look on your face when I explained your new station in life. You would simply be a dog. You begged and pleaded and you even went along with it for a little while, until explained that there would be no going back. When I removed your forearms, so you would be forced to crawl, you cried. When I elongated your tongue and changed your face, I saw the light leave your eyes. When I tattooed you white with black spots, you broke. The woman was gone and in her place was something else, a pet crawling as best she could with thick trail of drool forever pooling down her chin.
But I was far from finished, a dog needs a mate, of course. I often wondered in your broken mind, if you were pleased for the company when you were bred day and night by your newest furry friend. You looked so cute together and of course he saw you for what you were – an animal. That’s all you would ever be.
I felt so sorry for the large dog as he bred you over and over again. Pumping is cum into you, I knew you could never have puppies of your own, but you would make the perfect mother, so that is what I set out to make you. You could never be pregnant, with a litter but you didn’t need to be, a surgery or two to enlarge your stomach, a puppy permanently attached to your lactating teat, and another half in your pussy, were the finishing touches. You were grotesque and you were perfect.