Deluxe Pet Package: Dog

"Um, um... D-D-D... ggie..." Marina mumbled.

The receptionist leaned forward. "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that?"

"D-Deluxe, um... Pet... p-package..."

"Oh! Of course. I'll get you signed right up for that... What kind of pet did you want to be?"

Marina felt her face flush. "D-Dat..."

"I'll sign you right up as an adorable little puppy then! Who's a good girl?" the receptionist chirped.

Marina let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. The receptionist didn't seem to judge her for wanting to be a pet dog at all... I mean, even she knew that anyone looking at her would think she was a pet, so enforcing stereotypes wasn't something she wanted people to point out. Her nerves couldn't take the implied accusation. Call her a masochistic pervert, but from the day Marina saw a woman scolding her pet dog at the park, she knew she wanted to be treated like that... She wanted to be a loyal and obedient puppy, loved and pampered by her master and scolded whenever she misbehaved. Even if it was just consensual roleplay between two strangers...

“I just need you to sign here," the receptionist said, placing a stack of papers on the desk.

Marina stare down at the pile of at least ten pages as the shining lady handed her a pen.

"It's a pretty standard agreement, mainly for insurance purposes," she said casually flipping through the pages until landing her finger on the dotted line. "The main point is that while you are here, you agree to do all you can to uphold the integrity of the resort."

Marina read through it as fast as she could and, too nervous to ask questions, quickly jotted down her signature.

"Excellent!" The lady at the desk said as she took the papers and brought them over to the filing cabinet behind her.

She opened a drawer and placed the papers inside before reaching in and producing an object that Marina's eyes widened at the sight of.

“This the bare minimum you're required to wear,” she said, pulling something from the cabinet. Marina felt an eager excitement well up inside her as the receptionist placed a red leather collar and matching leash on the counter. The only thing missing was a little silver bone nametag! “Your owner will decide if they wish to give you more accessories or not.”

Her owner! Marina nearly felt giddy at the thought!

The receptionist walked around the counter, swiftly wrapping the collar around Marina's neck. She whimpered a little as buckle clicked shut. It was tight, but not to an uncomfortable level. Reaching up a hand, she touched the collar around her neck. She almost felt like she was dreaming. This was really be happening! Finally!

"Now, before we get going, please remove all your clothes and get on all fours," she said, still giving Marina a big customer service smile.

"Um... H-Here? Right now?" Marina squeaked. She wasn't ready for everyone to see her curves!

"It would be pretty strange if a little doggie was walking on her hind legs fully dressed in people's clothes, now wouldn't it?" She asked. "That would definitely go against the integrity of the resort." She was still smiling but Marina noticed a more serious look in her eyes. One that made her sexually shudder.

The soon-to-be puppy looked around the open lobby she was standing in. This was going to be so embarrassing... and yet the thought excited her.

"But since doggos have paws instead of hands, would the pupper like me to undress her?" the receptionist asked, a bright smile on her face.