A wardrobe makeover!

"Alright, Sarah, I think it's time to get dressed." Tom took her paws in his hands, running his thumbs over the soft pads. He helped her to her feet and was once again captivated by just how beautiful his sexpet was.

"If you want me to, Master. But I don't need any clothes, my fur keeps me all warm and cozy. Plus, then I don't need to cover up and you can see every inch of my sexy body whenever you want!" Sarah gave a little shimmy to accentuate the point, shaking her breasts playfully. Her owner was very appreciative of the view. "I love it when you look at me! It makes me all tingly!"

"And I love looking at you! And you know what? You're right. Dogs don't need clothes, especially not silly bitches like you!" Tom reflected on how "bitch" was now a compliment in this new world and laughed internally. "Why would I ever want to cover this up?" He slapped a hand over her ass cheek and gave it a firm squeeze, earning him a yelp of surprise from his bitch. "In fact, why don't we go clear out all of those stuffy boring clothes from the closet? You can help!"

"Yes! Yes! I want to help!" Sarah eagerly hopped on the balls of her feet, bouncing her breasts beneath Tom's face.

Tom's initial thought was to just clear it out completely, but realizing that he now had a partner that was willing to wear whatever he requested, he decided to take the opportunity to pare her wardrobe down to just the most risque and scandalous items. Over the years they had been married, he had developed a habit of buying Sarah a "gift" for his birthday every year. This gift usually took the form of lingerie or a sexy costume that she would reluctantly wear for a night of birthday sex. Although she would always make her embarrassment known, she would acquiesce like a good wife and play along with his fantasy. But that was Sarah the Wife! She was now Sarah the Dogslut! And she no longer had any room for shame in her little puppy head, which meant it was time for a long overdue makeover!

For the next half hour, they sifted through the content's of his former wife's closet, tossing everything that would be remotely suitable for outside wear immediately in a donation box. It was soon full of sensible jeans and blouses and unflattering, but supportive, underwear. Sarah sifted through her former life's underwear drawers with the same amount of zeal as a dog digging up a cherished bone. When she found anything particularly lacy or revealing, she presented her prize to her Master and was reward with a petting or a kiss. Meanwhile, Tom had arrived at the back of the closet, where the selection of stripperwear he had gifted his wife had been stashed. He threw the haul on the bed and Sarah leapt on it and began inspecting it with her snout. The scent was faint, but they were still saturated in the smell of sex. Sarah could feel her sex heating up in anticipation. He knew that his doggirl got his cock hard, but what about a dog_school_girl? Or a dog_call_girl?

"We did a good job cleaning out that closet! No more boring clothes, just sexy stuff that is fit for my sexy pet! You were a good helper!"

"Oh thank you! Thank you, Master!" Tom's praise had Sarah's tail wagging furiously! "I love helping you! Thank you for letting me help!" Tom ran his hand along the curve of her hip.

"As a reward, how about we play a little game?"

"Yes! Play! Let's play! Yes!" Sarah pressed her chest to the bed and raised her ass in the air, in the universal "prepared to play" dog pose.

"Do you remember how to "roleplay"? It's something we did every now and then before you were my pet." Tom genuinely didn't know how much of her old life she would remember.

"Umm..." Sarah's face scrunched up in concentration. "...Yes! Yes, I remember! I pretend to be someone else and then Master fucks me! I like that game!" Her back arched further and her thighs parted, instinctively readying herself to be bred.

"Good girl! That's right!" He gestured to the pile of costumes spread across the bed. "And since you were such a good girl, you get to choose who you want to be. Can you do that for me?"

"Oh wow, Master, there's a lot of choices! Which one would you like the most? I want to make you happy." Sarah's smile bent downward, reflecting her fear of letting her precious owner down.

"You will make me happy, whichever you choose. I trust you. Now I'm going to step out while you get dressed. Just come out whenever you are ready." Tom crossed the room to the door.

"And then we can fuck?" his puppy slut inquired eagerly.

"And then we can roleplay. And if you are a very good girl, then we will fuck." Tom closed the door behind him.