Authors note:
This will probably be the final chapter in Laura's saga for now. I started this story to get the idea out of my head and onto paper and I feel that the quality went a little down with pt. 3. I hope this final (for now) chapter will be better and more what the readers are looking for.
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It had been six months since Laura was first taken away from her old life and turned into a pet, sexual plaything, and body modification canvas. Of course, she had agreed to all of this. She had been tired of always fending for herself and wanted a change. That, coupled with her intense jealousy of any modified person she saw on the street, led her to the initial ad she found deep on the internet. She and her owners spent months conversing back and forth, each verifying that the other was for real and wouldn't back out of their agreement, as well as forming the agreement that would be the basis for their arrangement. Laura had agreed to whatever modifications her artists wanted to make as long as she wouldn't be permanently disabled by them. The one exception to this was her voice. It had been her idea that a true pet shouldn't be able to speak, and the group that she had been communicating with went to great lengths to find a reversible way to make their pet's dreams come true; they wanted to make sure that she could communicate effectively if an emergency arose.
Laura knew that her transformation was nearing completion, and she couldn't wait to be the perfect pet that she had promised to be all those months ago. Today was to be the day she was finally allowed a look in a mirror. She knew some of what had been done to her, as she could see most of the work on the front of her body. But she had not been allowed to see her face in her time here, nor could she see her back, so the pet did not fully know what to expect. She anxiously awaited being let out of her crate to do her business and get fed before the big reveal. Her internal clock had done a good job of adjusting to the daily routine, and the pet found herself waking up daily only a short while before she was to be let out of her crate. Her owners had promised that once she was healed and trained properly, she would be allowed to sleep at the foot of their beds, if the owners so chose, and that promise was yet one more reason Laura was having trouble containing her excitement today. While she had come to love her crate and the playroom around it, she wished for a bed to stretch out on and a warm body to snuggle up to, and to be able to explore the rest of the house and property she had yet to see. She was even promised some excursions out into the real world if she behaved well enough.
Before long the pet heard the keypad and the steel door that signaled her morning release. Master Dan entered and unlatched her crate. Laura crawled out and headed straight for the door outside. She had not walked upright since she had been in her new owners' possession and wasn't sure that her muscles would allow her to anymore if she tried. She made her way outside, found her favorite spot, and quickly squatted to relieve herself. Upon finishing she shoveled dirt over her pile with her hands, having learned the mannerisms of a good pet in her first month on the property. She excitedly returned to Master Dan and he let her back into the house. Her tattoos and piercings had all healed, so there was no more aftercare to do, and she was able to quickly scarf down her breakfast which consisted of a special dog food substitute designed by her owners that was human safe. She licked the bowl completely clean and then sat in her prescribed position of waiting with her hands resting, palm up on her knees.
Laura's group of owners slowly trickled into the playroom as a large mirror was wheeled in, covered in a sheet. As the rest of the group had their phones out to film, Master Dan removed the sheet and Laura proceeded to gasp as tears of joy streamed down her face. The tail that had been attached to the implant at her tailbone began to wag back and forth as she took in her new self, and she resisted the urge to go up to each of her owners and give them a big doggie kiss, she did not want to risk being punished before she could even see her entire new self.