“Stay here girl,” My owner instructed.

Steve turned and left, locking the door behind him.

I sighed and walked over to the bed. My stance felt wider and my centre of mass was much different but I moved with a natural ease as though I had been born in my voluptuous body. The ease made me a little nervous.

The ears, nails and subdermal chip in my neck marked me as property, and I felt strongly that I had to obey the commands of my master. I stared down at my breasts. I had breasts. And between my legs I had... I could hardly think it's name but I had one in place of my manhood. Pretty pink lips and a tiny protruding clit - hairless and pronounced. It wasn’t just cosmetic. My genetics dictated this sex. And that led to a womb. I was now a baby making petgirl - In heat. "Meow," I said -Petgirls were for the pleasure of males. It was strange how easy I could get my mind around this... Body. My body. Was for men. It wasn’t a struggle to accept this...

It also felt very weird to be the property of another, even if it was not permanent, and my mouth felt dry with uncertainty and fear that it might be permanent. Petgirls were subordinate, submissive compliant creatures. It was intrinsic to their physical makeup. I feared I would obey any command from my master, regardless of my own desires and intents. I feared I would accept and embrace my complete loss of control.

Most significantly I defined myself by my physical prowess, my ability to act to defeat threats to myself and others. In this body my skills were almost useless. I still had my mind which could identify threats ... But this body created completely new threats I had never trained for or even contemplated. Threats that seemed to be sexually arousing the more I thought on them. Threats that I might happily succumb to...

I sighed trying to ignore my fears. This job sucked. I wished I was taller, but I was pushing the normal height limits of a Petgirl, and besides men would not want me if I was too tall... i shook my head to escape that last line of thinking. I did not want to stand out as that would draw attention. I did not want attention either as a Petgirl or as an undercover agent. Well maybe as a Petgirl. Why have such a killer body if I didn't get to enjoy it?