... has a new owner.

Francine's phone gets two messages. The first is a text, telling her to go to the kennel for supplies. The second is an e-mail to her work staff, from "Jeff", announcing he have taken a position with Anthropet effective immediately.

Francine pulls Jeffon her leash to the kennel, where the chauffeur gestures to a box with food and a large pet bed. "This isn't the first time he's left one of his girls with someone else. Helps to build the Anthropets up by word of mouth,” he says. “Do you have a pet of your own?"

"Sure. Sophie. She's super friendly. I hope she accepts her temporary roommate."

The other Anthropets bark at seeing Jeff again. She strains her leash as she tries to join them, but Francine holds her fimly in place.

Francine looks at Charles, who has helped her press things into their car. He says he'll help her get Belle home, "but nothing more. Did you see the way she looked at me? Or smelled me? I'm keeping my distance."

"Try not to mess things up back there, girl," she says to Jeff. She slinks into the backseat. The petgirl wouldhave fumbled for the seatbelt but that would be a giveaway to her past, and she’s not sure she can coordinate like that anyway. So she makes do with laying across the seat, in a very doglike pose.

They drive back to the office, transfer things (including Jeff) into Francine's crossover SUV, and bid each other farewell. Jeff knew her vehicle was red. She knew her hair was red. But her eyes can't see that color anymore. Instead, her brain is much more interested in her mistresses perfume and the smell of another dog. Also, the smell of the dog food.

"We're home, Belle," Francine announces. She opens the back door and pulls on Jeff’s leash. She hears a bark.

Sophie bounds out enthusiastically then halts when she sees Belle. “Sophie. This is Belle.”

“Belle?” She asks in her husky voice. Sophie cautiously approaches and takes in Belle’s scent. Her tail wags. “Jeff!” She cries and jumps atop Belle all happy puppy.

Jeff gasped. She had no idea Sophie had gone through the Anthropet process. She had been acquainted with her while dating Francine, but the instantaneous recognition after her transformation caught Jeff off guard.

“Jeff?” Francine echoes in confusion, pulling the leash.

“Master Jeff is Belle.” Sophie says as though it were obvious. She goes back to licking and sniffing Belle. She is larger but Jeff had been part of the pack. It was confusing but Belle found herself meekly rolling over onto her back, belly exposed in submission. Sophie snorts. “Not Master now. Omega bitch...” Sophie growls cutely. “In heat. Needs breeding.” She pushes Belle wanting to play.

“Sit both of you!” Francine snaps and the two bitches obey. “Jeff. Is that you?”

Jeff’s new submissive instincts kick in and, once again, she is abasing herself for an alpha. Sophie's teats, modest A-cups, brush against hers and she shudders with pleasure at the contact. Sophie sniffs Jeff up and down and makes her diagnosis.

Francine tells the pair to sit and they both sit. "Is that you?" Unable to form the right response with her mouth, Jeff nod ms and barks.

Francine smirks. “I thought so. The senator told me he was going to get even with you. And then he kept dropping hints and I couldn’t ask because of Charles,” she states. “You turned out so cute. A real little bitch!” She laughs. “Christ! Anthropet did a wonderful job on you! Roll over!” She instructs and Belle finds herself obeying. “So obedient. And six breasts. Just like my Sophie!” She fondles them and Belle finds herself panting. “You were always such a crusader and look where that got you.” She grips the leash firmly. “You know I was the one that suggested a dog to the senator. He thought cat or maybe rabbit. He breeds them too. But I convinced him that an obedient and loyal lapdog was the best thing for you.” Her hand tweaked nipples and soft sensitive tissue then moved down to Belle’s moist sex. “ Oh, your pussy is so girly.” She rubbed her clit. “This is all that remains of your cock. A teeny tiny sensitive clitty.” Fingers toyed with her lips. “This is going to be filled with a cock soon. You’ll conceive and have lots of whelps. You want that don’t you Belle?” Francine chuckled as she produced a vibrator. “Remember when you pleasured me with this pet? Back when you were a man...” she flicked a switch and the thing started to vibrate. She slowly lowered it to Belle’s lips. Its touch was electric. Belle whined and whimpered as the vibrator pushed into her. “Now I’m fucking you with it...” she started to slowly pump it.