Pups get all the fun

“Well that does sound fun” you say, looking at the pups in the distance. While you are distracted, Sam micheveously presses a button on your watch with a giggle.

“Wait what?” You say with a startel as your outfit starts to move. It crawls over you, completely encasing you in a tight latex. Your legs are **** to bend, ankles back, till you are **** onto your kneecaps and hands. Your hands are replaced by thick padded paws, losing the use of your thumbs. You feel a long curled tail forming and swaying out above your ass. And your head is now covered in a full dog hood, covering your face but letting you use your mouth under your muzzle. You try to speak, but a collar around your neck shocks you hard every time you speak in anything but barks. The latex seems to be in the color of a Doberman, and you would imagine your hood looks similar.

You look over and notice Sam’s outfit has changed as well. The trap now wears an extremely elegant female fox hunting outfit, though you realize by the shininess that it is fully latex ass well, from the small hat to the knee high black boots. He walks over and starts to pet the top of your head. “You make an adorable pup! Now hopefully you can catch your fox or you may be staying like that for a while...”

Not knowing what that means, you hear a fox horn again in the distances, letting the two of you know a new fox has been released.