Bridget prepares to become a petgirl

Now that the director had given me a timeline, I counted how many more days it was going to take. Today was Friday, and the earliest I would move into the zoo was Thursday. So it would be at least another six days.

I had set my mind already to become a human animal for a while, and here I was sitting in my human apartment waiting for the zoo to get their stuff ready. I decided that it was time for a change.

First, I went to the grocery store and bought a lot of macaroni, ground beef, sweet potatoes and carrots. It just might be the very last time I did grocery shopping for the foreseeable future. I went home again and started doing my food prepping. It was going to be two weeks worth of Sweet Potato Beef Pasta. It was one of the few recipes I knew and it was rather easy to make. I had about 10 plastic containers, so I figured that if I limited it to two meals a day I would have one meal per plastic containers for the next 5 days. Afterwards, I still had plenty in the pan, which I put in the fridge together with the plastic containers. I had pretty much emptied my fridge during the past few days, so there was plenty of space.

Next up I went by the local fitness store. I looked around at the dumbbell section, my eyes caught a 55 Kg (120 lbs) dumbbell. It was almost as heavy as I was. And though I needed it for my project, I realized it would be nearly impossible to get it home myself. Even if I still would have had my car it would be very difficult. After paying for it I asked if they could deliver it at my place within a few hours. It wasn’t something that they typically offered, but a girl can be convincing, especially when wearing a low-cut top… And so it would be delivered at my condo in a few hours.

Pretty much next to the local fitness store was a DIY store. I quickly found the section that I was looking for; they had all kinds of dollies, I picked the smallest one that was able to carry at least 55 Kg and that had 360 degree swivel wheels. I also bought a few small padlocks and about 100 cm (3ft 3”) of chain. The chain came with a free chain sleeve.

As I was walking towards the exit I noticed something that I recognized from a TV commercial. It was a ‘Kitchen Safe Time Locking Container’ and it was just perfect. I had to have it. So I bought that as well.

Near the DIY store I noticed there was a sex shop. I walked in on a whim to see if they had anything I could use. I browsed for a bit and found two high quality lockable leather mittens.

When I walked to the counter to pay I, the girl behind the counter said; “Aren’t you that girl from the zoo?!”

“Well, “, I answered, “there’s many girls in the zoo. But probably I am the one that you mean, yeah”

“Wow! It’s so cool that I get to meet you. I see a lot of people with crazy fetishes, and I have a few of my own as well but I could never do what you did. Do you think you’ll do such a thing ever again?”

“As of next week, permanently”, was all I needed to say to end the conversation. The woman behind the counter was simply too dumbstruck to say anything afterwards.

My final destination was the pet store. When I got there I saw some dog beds. They had several really large ones, so I simply laid down on each one of them and checked which one would be most comfortable.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” I heard a shop attendant say, “can I ask you what you’re doing?”

“I’m looking to buy a dog bed … uhm, for my dog. And I wanted to know which one would be most comfortable”, I said as if it was the most logical thing ever. To me it was, when you buy a mattress you want to know what it feels like before buying it, but apparently that’s less logical when buying a dog bed.

“I would advice that one, ” he said while pointing at the most expensive one, “it’s very durable and also provides good support when your dog gets older and maybe develops some joint pains”

It had also been the most comfortable and I fit in it nicely if I pulled up my legs a little bit. So I decided to buy it.

As I walked through the store I also picked up a short dog leash and two large dog bowls.

The final item on my list was a collar. They had a lot of collars! The first ones I tried were obviously way too small and were meant for chihuahua’s or something. So I moved to the other side of the aisle and tried a few. They all fit very snugly, and some were even too large for my neck.

The same shop assistant that had helped me a few minutes ago now appeared at my side again.

“Are you looking for something in particular? Anything I can help you with?”, he asked.

“I’m looking for a collar, ” I said, “the, dog’s neck is about my size, so I figured that if I would fit it, so would my dog. Ideally, I could also lock it with a padlock”

“Right. To prevent your very high-dexterity dog from prying open the locking mechanism?”, he said sounding very sarcastically. Clearly he had caught on to my plans and knew the real meaning behind what I was looking for.

“Something like that, yes”, was all I could say.

He became very helpful and tried to put multiple collars around my neck one by one. This boy was maybe 18 years old, and I could sense that he may not have been around a lot of girls. So I simply let him do his thing.

It begun with his hands sometimes stroking through my hair. And ended up with him ‘accidentally’ brushing my breasts and somehow squeezing my butt. I was fine with it. I liked the attention, I liked that I didn’t need to figure it out for myself, and I liked giving him a memory that would last for a long time.

‘We’ ended up with a collar that he said would be best and I went home again. The dog bed was too large to take with me so it would be delivered later today, thanks to my low-cut shirt. All items from my shopping list were ticked off and I was ready to begin.