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She awoke the next day hooded and listening to voices. Was it her new owner, was he taking her home. She couldn’t see anything through the blindfold that had been placed on her overnight, but quickly got on all fours, trying to wag her tail and arch her back, desperate to expose her wet pussy.

“I think she’ll do, go ahead and proceed with the upgrades and I’ll be back to get her then.”

Her mind was racing hearing this, she wasn’t even focused on upgrades, she was just burning to see him and be used, wondering if this was the man who would be taking her home.

Suddenly, she felt a prick on her butt and the darkness drifted away as she collapsed from the drugs.

Her unconscious body was lifted onto a cart and rolled down the hall to the infirmary, where the doctors were waiting carefully, ready to complete the upgrades her new owner had requested.

They strapped down her naked and hooded body, quickly getting to work on her final modifications.

They started with her pussy, adding fillers all around it. This caused it to bulge out slightly from her body, which would make it both more enticing, and more accessible from behind. It was the perfect medical alternative to having to pump it up daily.

Next, slight implants were given to her breasts to make them more perky. She’d always had a nice chest, but this would ensure they would hold their form constantly being in a downward position.

After that, they worked to reshape her ears. It was a simple procedure, but it would provide more of a point and dog look that her new owner liked on his pets.

Finally, it was time for the more severe modifications. The doctors worked carefully to operate on her vocal cords, eliminating almost all ability to speak, which would leave her non-verbal, with just moans, grunts, and whines like a dog.

Lastly, they directed their attention to her limbs. Her thumbs were removed completely, and the remaining fingers removed at the middle knuckle, leaving short nubs less than an inch long on each for paws.

The modification to her hands meant she’d never use them again. They’d be nothing but paws, and completely worthless without thumbs. But that was nothing compared to the final modification.

The doctors worked to remove each of her legs at the knee, ensuring everything was done properly so she’d be able to continue supporting herself on them.

At last, the modifications were complete. The doctors stood back, admiring their work. The unconscious girl on the table was certainly no longer that, she was officially, the ultimate puppy…

TO BE CONTINUED...