New Dog

Laura was sitting on the bench with her dog when he suddenly vanished, leaving just his collar and leash.

"What the-?" she yelped. A teenage boy approached her.

"There you are, girl!" he said. "I found you!"

Laura looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Well," he said. "I just thought that rhe way you had your braids look like dog ears, so I thought you wanted to be a dog."

"What?" Laura asked. "No! I arf! Arf! Arf!"

Laura tried speaking, but all that came out of her mouth was barking. The guy snickered.

"Don't worry about your dog," he said. "He's safe and sound with a new owner. As for you, I think I'll make you my bitch. Do you like the sound of that?"

"Arf arf arf!" Laura said. She wanted to tell this guy off, but the sound of being someone else's dog made her...oddly horny.

"I'll take that as a yes," the man snapped his fingers and Laura's clothes vanished, the collar and leash around her neck.

"Because you're now my dog," the guy said, patting her head. "No one will remember you existed. Your friends, family, coworkers, no one will ever remember you. Now let's finish your walk."

"Arf!" Laura said happily as her new owner grabbed her leash. She had no idea why, but she felt happy and content being this man's dog.