>You idly riffle through a magazine,before being interrupted by three solid knocks on your door.
>Oh boy,here we go again
>When you open the door your surprised to find...
>Nothing?
>Your eyes dart left and right,and you scan the area for any sign of Fluttershy,only to find nothing.
>As you close the door,you hear a few barks below you.
>Barks?
>Its Fluttershy.
>And she's..a dog?
>Her little tail waggles and she's panting with excitement,playfully staring up at you.
>There's a little note attached to her collar.
>It reads,
>'So are dogs your fetish Anon? And also,this transformation lasts for an entire week,and I'm almost completely brain dead,so please take care of me! Love,Fluttershy.'
>Well la di fucking da.
>She barks again and rushes past you inside,happily wagging her tail all the while.
>You let out a sigh and walk inside,closing the door behind you.
>Wait..is that..
>GOD. FUCKING. DAMMIT.
>She's already taken a huge fucking shit on your floor,and she's currently pissing on your couch.
>You try yo stop her,but it only results in more shit and piss everywhere.
>Goddammit Fluttershy.
>The next few days go on without a hitch,although occasionally FlutterDog comes up to you,whimpering and its easily quoted when you place her on your lap and stroke her coat.
>She wiggles and squirms around as you do so,trying to lure your hands to her lower region,and of course you don't allow this to happen.
>She only whimpers some more and you settle on rubbing her belly,hands going over her teats with every stroke.
>Contentedly,she curls up on your lap,yawning,her little tongue rolling up in her mouth,and you chuckle at the sound she makes,before drifting off to sleep.
>Today was a good day
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Bonus end.
>The final day of the week,Fluttershy reverted back to her normal form,and is still acting as if she was a dog.
>Her barks now come out as a cross between a scowl and a neigh,which sounds like she's trying to hack up some phlegm.
>And she has begun to wear a collar without a second thought.
>Time goes on,and eventually Fluttershy has forgotten completely how to talk,and can only neigh and 'bark'.
>Sadly,this does expand dong and you've learned to give in to the primal urges you had and you pound that pony poon like your soul purpose is procreation.
>She became a dog and yet somehow..
>You still ended up
>Fucking Fluttershy .