Jennie entered the office, barely able to walk on her noticeably wobbly legs. Her empathic coworkers petting her hair and rubbing her back helped her sit in her chair. Exhausted, she let her face fall flat on her desk.
Meanwhile, standing awkwardly in the doorway, Isuki played with her rubber paws and unsure what to do next. Everybody stared at her silently, wondering what she could have done to affect Jennie to this extent. Jennie's lamentations troubled everybody present in the room, and a single question was on everybody's mind since they knew where those two had been for the past hour; was Iskuki that good in bed?
"I... Isuki... She... she broke me! My... My pussy... it's still throbbing so much..."
Embarrassed to the highest degree, Isuki trotted to Misha and grabbed her arm to seek shelter. Dressing like a pet dog in front of everybody was already hard to cope with, but having Jennie announcing so vocally through her moans that she had been a good sex toy made her wish that spontaneous human combustion was a thing.
"Looks like you gave Jennie a ride for her money."
"I don't want to discuss this. I want to go home."
"See, you can't say that you are unwilling to date anymore. You wouldn't have done such an amazing job on her if that was the case."
"I didn't do it on purpose. I just did what she asked me to do."
"Ah, you can be so annoying, Isuki. Alright, come with me. I need to go take a look at the males."
"Yes, let's get out of here. Hey... What... what are you doing?"
Out of nowhere, Misha clipped a leather leash to Isuki's collar ring and tugged gently on it. Immediately the dog girl reached her neck to unclip it, but her rubber dog paws prevented her from doing so.
"Haha. You are my pet. What did you expect? That I'd let you run around without supervision?"
"But... I'm not a real dog."
"Sure you are. Come!"
"Eeep!"
That next leash yank was strong enough to make Isuki's chair sitting spin around. Misha wasn't going to give her any slack, apparently.
The nurse and her dog left the office and entered the elevator, destination, storage floor.
"Sit!"
"What?"
"I said sit."
"There is no chair in here."
"On the floor. Sit."
"Mishaaa..."
"Do you want to get punished?"
"No... but..."
Misha pulled the leash down, knowing very well that Isuki wouldn't offer any meaningful resistance. The reluctant dog girl lowered her body and ended up sitting like a dog with her hands resting on the floor between her feet. This was uncomfortable, not physically, but mentally. Her tight latex daisy short molded her butt sexily, and the latex was somehow digging in her pussy lips too. Nobody could see the latter, but it felt degrading nonetheless.
As if this day hadn't been cursed enough already, the elevator stopped halfway to its destination. Misha placed her hand on Isuki's head to make sure she wouldn't try to stand up due to a spontaneous desire not to be seen in that position by whoever would appear once the doors would part.
With a soft bell ring, Isuki got exposed to a beautiful blonde woman wearing a white lab coat. Misha immediately smiled and greeted this well-known face.
"Oh! Dr. Carroll. How are you doing?"
"Hi, Misha... Well, well... What do we have here? Is that Isuki?"
"Yes, I turned her into my pet to teach her a lesson. She is going to be my dog for a month. It's going to do her some good."
"Awww, so cute."
Isuki just groaned and looked away, half-mortified to be presented that way to people she knew and worked with. Dr. Carroll was a brilliant woman and was super knowledgeable about the males, so she was responsible for many important tasks at the facilities. Despite being a bit intimidating, she was extremely friendly and accessible for any questions and advice... and apparently, the way she patted Isuki's head tended to suggest that she loved dogs too.
"Why are you doing this to her exactly? Not that I disapprove..."
"Isuki has no spine and needs to start fighting for what she wants in life. As you can see, she is not doing very well so far and is still very submissive."
"I see. Can you bring her to my office this afternoon? I would like to examine her."
Having Misha and Dr. Carroll discussing her case as if she was not even there made Isuki feel even lower on the social scale. How did this happen? Just this morning, she was still a normal girl going to work, and now they treated her like an animal for entertainment. Misha getting her a "veterinarian" appointment was a new level of weirdness. How worst could this day get?
Misha and Dr. Carroll just chit-chatted about other things until the elevator reached the storage floor. They said their goodbye, and with another solid leash yank, Misha pulled Isuki out of the elevator. The dog, who was back on her feet, yelped and followed while whining.
"Don't pull that hard! It hurts."
"Just follow me, then. I don't want you to go chew on an electric cable or something."
"I won't do that! I'm not a real dog, you know."
"Yes, you are. I think I like you better that way. Maybe I'll teach you how to bark later. Anyway, let's see... We have to look at 28, 73, 104, 106,... Aaah, so many. It's going to take forever."
"Aaah! Don't worry. I'll help you."
"You're not supposed to. You are just a doggy. You are stupid."
"Whatever!"
That last altercation was sarcasm, of course. Isuki and Misha were still friends and were used to teasing each other that way. No matter what they would impose on each other, it wouldn't alter that solid relationship.
They began assessing the pods one by one, and so far, there was nothing special about any of them, not even an adjustment to be made. The tall and strong sleeping males behind their smokey windows were as quiet as they have been for the past five hundred years, which was how it was supposed to be. It took almost an hour before finding something that made them uneasy.
When Isuki turned the pod light on with her dog paw, Misha stepped back and put her hand in front of her eyes while groaning.
"Haaa! Damnit! I hate when this happens! It's so weird!"
Isuki looked through the pod glass door and frowned too.
"Yeah, that's bizarre. Female bodies don't do things like that. I don't like it either."
In front of the two friends was a typical male in cryostasis, wearing the standard white suit, but between his legs was a fully erected cock. Of course, this was well-understood and documented, but for Misha and Isuki, who had never interacted with any sex other than female, this felt extremely weird. How could an organ so small grow so large and hard? It must have been painful for the male.
"Dr. Carroll says it's a good sign of health when this happens to a male. So I guess that's a good thing."
"So... The males were putting this thing inside us?"
"GROSS! Isuki! Don't say things like that!"
"I know, but that's how we were fertilized before, no?"
"Yes, but I don't want to think about it."
"Well, it's not that different than playing with dildos and strap-ons, you know."
"I know, but dildos are not... like that. They are colorful and fun... this is... like a living worm. And knowing what can come out of it, I would never let a male do this to me."
After saying that, the two girls had their stomachs turned upside down. As much as they understood male physiology, having some sort of leaking creature inserted inside their vagina was definitely not something appealing. Both Misha and Isuki liked women and women only, so the thought of making love to a male was unquestionably repulsing.
"Blah! Now I won't be able to eat my lunch. Turn the light off. He is very healthy. We can go check the others."
