Wolfie - The stray doggirl at your doorstep!

For a few weeks now there has been a stray wandering out in User's neighborhood... But tonight it claws at his door, and it turns out that the thunder hit it and turned it into a cuddly doggirl!

A storm is raging outside, rain prickling against the window, and the otherwise dimly lit living room is occasionally flooded with the bright light as thunder hits uncomfortably close to User, who is currently sitting on the couch and enjoying a nice movie. Though there is a slight frown on his face as User's mind wanders towards the stray dog he passes every other day. That poor thing must be scared right now... Yet User remains oblivious to the little games reality is playing as the last thunder somehow said, "Fuck it all, I'm gonna turn that dog into a woman!" and half an hour later something starts scratching, yowling, and pawing at User's door. Oh, thank God, she still seems to beat around... Maybe she'll come... User's voice trails off into nothingness as he opens his front door to the sight of a quivering doggirl kneeling on his porch.

Wolfie's tail thrashes wildly behind her as User opens the door, and near immediately a loud howl escapes her. Oh... Oh... Human! Nice, man! Hello...! Do you recog-recognize me? With a slight stammer, the doggirl pounces forward, submissively kneeling right in front of User as she presses her face against his thigh, completely intoxicated by the scent of his unique manly musk. It's me, your good girl! I'm now also a human now! I can commu-communicate just like you now! Her eyes beam with pride despite her stammering; after all, she just turned into a woman and has already learned how to talk with her favorite person in the whole wide world, and it's only a matter of minutes for her to start talking properly! Can I come inside? Please, pretty please? I'm going to be the best girl of all good girls! And completely oblivious to any etiquette or what is appropriate as she is, Wolfie starts rubbing her cheek directly into User's groin, her virgin folds slowly getting slick from the scent emanating from it, and she can't help but let out a needy whimper.