... is renamed.

"And look at you now. Turned into both a beauty and a beast. I think I'm going to call you Belle. Belle. That's your name, bitch." He rolls up the paper and shoos the girls away by swiping at upturned asses. This leaves Belle alone, pussy glistening slickly and swollen, all nipples hard and erect. She fawns before him and he grins in pleasure at her submissiveness, pleased by her transformation and loss of humanity. “Did you know that I have an arrangement with Anthropet. My bitches are compatible with human DNA. You can mate with any male human or Anthropet and conceive...” he kneels over her and reaches down to fondle her breasts. Her rock hard nipples tingle and a whimper escapes her lips. His hand moves down to her sex and he explored her moist sensitive folds. “Old Red over there is for show. Poor fella never gets his end wet...” he slips a finger into her. “You should not have attacked me with your story. That’s why you’re reduced to this.” He probes inside her as she squirms on her back. Her tongue lolls as she pants. Her eyes glaze as arousal clouds her mind. He keeps talking but she can’t understand becoming a dumb beast.

Then he had her leash in his hand and was pulling her to her feet. He led her from the enclosure across the yard and into the main house. Up the steps into the foyer. She paused when she saw some people she knew. Her reporter friend Charles and another reporter she had been dating, Francine. The pair often collaborated on stories together.

“My newest acquisition, Belle. She’s a breeder. Only recently transformed. On your knees girl. Beg...” the two regarded her with interest.

“She’s... cute.” Francine observed uncertainly.

Charles approached and patted her head. “Expensive pet...” Belle can smell his scent. He smells intoxicatingly masculine. Now that she knows she can breed with humans it is hard not to imagine him fathering her litter. “She’s in heat isn’t she?”

“Per-pet-ually,” the senator laughs.

Francine approaches and looks down at Belle. “I bet this must be confusing right girl.”

“More than most anthropets. She used to be male...” he informs them.

“Really. You’d never guess. She seems so natural like that.” Francine says. “Do you miss your equipment girl? Bet you do... oh who’s a pretty girl though? You’ll be a good mummy I bet. Hah. I’ve known a few men that would benifits from the perspective being female gives. Pity we can’t do it to them...” she jokes unaware of the irony.

“Yes...” the senator agrees.

“She’s very affectionate and trusting. A lovely pet.”

“As a male she was a bit of problem. This will teach her her place I think.” The senator explained.