My Lord and the Meyer looked at me with satisfaction. "Go on, go on!" said my owner. "Woof" I made. Then I was taken by Meyer from behind while I blew one in front of my master. Then they sent me back to my corner in the hallway. From the room came sounds that sounded like roughening up. With a sack in his hand, my master and the Meyer left the room. I finally fell asleep completely exhausted. Until the next morning, I huddled in my corner until I was woken up by the staff. The frightened cleaner left everything standing and fetched a superior. "Good morning Mrs. Janssen, can we be of any assistance?" asked a hotel employee. When I wanted to answer, I barked briefly. Confused by my appearance and my remarks, the employee took his mobile phone to inform his boss. After a long conversation he went to me shaking his head and said: "Unfortunately I was not informed about your wishes, please excuse me. I will treat you like a puppy from now on, as instructed by you." He took my leash and led me to the big box Meyer had brought with him. He opened a flap and pushed me in. I had to make myself small to fit in. Behind me, the hatch was locked again. I could only whimper like a little dog. At the top, there were some small air holes through which a little light shone, and at some point, I was rolled away in the box. I couldn't see where I was being taken and I had another problem now. My bladder was bursting and by shaking during transport, I was now kneeling in my own piss. I heard street noise and noticed the box being lifted into a truck. A small flap was opened and an animal drinker "Fie the devil, the cattle stink! Just close the flap quickly." Then the transporter started moving, wherever it went. It got hot and stuffy in my domicile and at some point I fell into a dull sleep-like state, I don't know how long, then the feed flap was quickly opened, my potions filled up and a bowl of dry food put in, with the usual comment about my scent, which I had refined with fresh excrement. I lost all sense of time. My world had shrunk to the rumble of the transporter and the feedings. At some point, even the 'most beautiful' journey ends. My crate was unloaded and rolled away. The hatch was opened and I crawled out. For the first time in eternity I could stretch out my arms and legs to taste the whip immediately. Then a hard jet of water poured over me. I was repeatedly soaped with a scrubbing brush and rinsed off again until I was clean. Then I was smeared with cream all over my body and soon I thought I was going to burn. Then I was rinsed off repeatedly and I saw my hair disappear into the gully. Naked, bald, overtired, freezing and hungry I was led into a shed covered with straw and chained up. There was a bowl of boiled vegetables that I threw myself at to get immediate punches on my arms. Until I understood not to eat with my hands. I ate like an animal with my muzzle in my bowl until I was full. On the wall hung, as usual, an animal drinker, on which I quenched my thirst. Exhausted, I fell into a dreamless sleep. When I woke up, I had to empty myself. I tried to crawl back as far as my chain would allow. Right under my ass was a gutter where I happily emptied myself. My bowl was filled with fresh food that I ate gratefully and animal-appropriate. A little later I was chained off and brought to a laboratory on a leash. There I had to climb onto an operating table and was strapped in. They gave me an injection and I lost my senses. I was awakened by something damp that was tampering with my cunt. Still half stunned I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a kind of dog kennel with other dogs. I stood on all fours, as I was used to. But that was a mistake, because my Fotzenlecker jumped me, even before I knew how to me happens. And so I was taught the pleasures of dog life. Fotzenlecker was a huge Labrador and extremely potent and possessive. After each feeding, he climbed me, and then I fell asleep between his runs. So it was now day after day: eat, fuck and sleep, only interrupted by the laboratory visits. I forgot my old life, became more and more an animal. I greeted my guards with a loud bark like all dogs when there was food. More and more my sense of smell and hearing intensified, while I could see worse and worse. Also, the four-legged running was always easier for me and when I was happy. I wiggled with the ass on which from me not consciously perceived a hairy tail grew and on my whole body grew a stoppages fur. Soon I should be a beautiful Labrador bitch and to the joy of my owners, I should give a good breeding animal, with which one could breed completely new race characteristics into the line. A career, too!