"Oh, btw, I brought you a party gift, my little way to say thanks," Jasmine said with a cruel smile as she went to her bag.
"Wow, I had no idea, you didn't have to go to any trouble," Carly said, awed that Jasmine cared so much.
"It was no trouble at all, you know what a choker is right? Latest fashion in Paris, all the cheerleaders are wearing them," Jasmine said as she pulled out a black leather band shaped in a neck sized ring.
"Of course, I always wanted to get one," Carly lied as she had no idea what Jasmine was holding.
"Here, try it on," Jasmine said, walking over and wrapping it around Carly's neck.
After it was clicked in place, Jasmine held down the button on a small remote control she was hiding in her hand and Carly fell down to the floor with a scream. Electricity shocked its way through Carly's throat as she tried to scream louder but stopped as the pain increased ten-fold. She dug her nails into the leather, trying to tear it off, but it was securely locked in place. Gasping for breath, Carly looked up to see a smiling Jasmine as she slowly blacked out.
Jasmine quickly got to work after Carly dropped and began to take off her clothes. The choker was actually a manual dog training collar used to stop dogs from barking, but if one held the button long enough, it could cause severe pain and vocal damage. Pulling off Carly's shirt and bra, Jasmine checked to make sure the electricity burns weren't too bad and began to remove her jeans. Being the popular girl at school wasn't all that it was cracked up to be, everyone was always watching her every move, waiting to see her mess up. But now, with school almost over, Jasmine could finally do what she always wanted to do.
Taking off Carly's jeans and panties, Jasmine worked on her shoes while she thought of the first time she had seen petplay. She had stumbled upon it during her standard porn browsing, but something about it caught her eye. The sheer humiliation of being transformed into someone's pet. The mental as well as physical changes just struck her deep in her pussy. She wanted a puppygirl. And she knew where to find one.
Carly was the perfect choice, friendless, lonely, cute, submissive, and also white. As much as she hated to admit it, having a white for a pet slave really got her wet. She put her ebony arm next to Carly's ivory leg and squealed in happiness at how much of a difference there was. Once she was done taking all Carly's clothe off, Jasmine threw them into the fireplace and went back to her duffel bag. Dragging the heavy old thing over to where Carly laid, she first took out a much cuter collar, still electric, but much less so. Unclipping the heavy old one, she locked this pink new one around Carly's neck and smiled at the inscription. In bold letters on the front read BITCH, and on the back were the standard, if lost return to Jasmine.
She so badly wanted to cry in happiness as her dream was coming true, but she knew that she had to hurry. Wrapping Carly's limp fingers in a fist, she wrapped each hand in a latex bag and locked them on. The next part would be tricky, so she grabbed a chair and laid Carly on it, face down with her stomach on the seat and her limbs dangling over each side. Grabbing her arms, Jasmine pushed Carly's hands up against her shoulders, creating a V with her arm and bicep and locked them in place with a leather strap. She did the same thing to Carly's other arm, and stepped back to see how it looked. By strapping her arms, Carly would be forced to walk on her elbows, unless Jasmine unlocked the straps. But even then, the bags would stop Carly from ever using her fingers again, and force her to use them like paws.
Going around to her legs, Jasmine strapped Carly's feet to her ass cheeks, securely forcing her to walk on her knees. Giggling from anticipation, Jasmine went back to her bag to grab the pads. Most of her equipment had been bought online at a bdsm store, and pads were the top of the deal. They were airtight self sealing elbow and knee pads that once put on, were extremely difficult to get off. Crawling around to each elbow, Jasmine stuck on the pads, hearing them as the air was squeezed out and a nice solid pad was left. After she finished Carly's knees, she spread open Carly's pussy to get a look see. This was by far the most difficult part. She had learned in sex ed that women had three holes in their lower body. One for shitting, one for peeing, and the other just for sex. The sex one was by far the largest, and easiest to spot.
Rummaging through her duffel bag, Jasmine pulled out a long tail plug, with a metal insert. She then took out a large can of super glue and began to scoop the glue onto the plug insert. Lathering the metal in it, she used one hand to pinch open Carly's vaginal opening and the other to insert the super glued metal tail. Wiping up any stray glue strands, Jasmine sat back to contemplate what she had just done. She had just stopped Carly from every having sex again. She would be able to shit and pee fine, but her vaginal opening was forever clogged with a tail. A year ago this would have scarred Jasmine to her core, but now it only excited her more. After all, Carly was her bitch now, she didn't need sex to serve her.
It was finished now, just for the finishing touches. Pulling out several cans of lighter fluid, Jasmine walked around the house, carefully spraying everything she could, and making sure to lead a trail to the gas tank outside. Throwing her bag back into her parked car, she snatched the large dog cage she brought along and went back inside to grab Carly. She was greeted by an incredibly freaked out awake Carly that was trying to scream but couldn't find her voice, and was kicking her now stumped elbows and knees. Setting down the cage next to the chair, Jasmine tipped the wriggling Carly straight down into the dog cage and locked the door on the stunned girl.
She had thought Carly would be much heavier, but the small girl was a lot lighter than Jasmine had expected, and she easily lifted her into her car and closed the cab door. Lighting a match, she walked up to the front door, threw it in, and ran like hell back to her running car. Backing out of the driveway she floored it as her eyes became crazed from the excitement. In the back, Carly was trying to figure out what the hell happened to her when a loud explosion shook the car as Carly's house went up in flames. She couldn't believe what was happening. It was so confusing.
One moment everything was perfect, now she couldn't feel her vagina.
The drive was a slow and painful one for Carly was she tried to calm down. But nothing seemed to help as Jasmine drove into her parent's much larger house. Parking in one of the many garages, Jasmine swung Carly out of the car and walked over to a dog house with a chain. Letting Carly out of her cage, Jasmine clipped the chain to Carly's collar and laughed at her stunned expression.
"Your old life is over Carly, from now on your name is Bitch, you are my dog, and this is your new home," Jasmine laughed as she walked away to the front door and left Carly naked and chained outside.
