(Woman to Dog)

Day 0

Ohmigod. Um, well. First off, hi. I’m Trina, and this is Trina’s Transformations. Sorry that this is a little... odd, but I’m a little off right now. You see, a little bit ago, I drank something I shouldn’t have. It’s one of my mom’s TransFun vials. I wanted to experiment a little. You know, fresh out of high school... But I didn’t know this was an ‘ExChange’—or ‘Extended Change’.

Yeah, it’s expensive, and TransFun’s already said they’ll ship my mother a new sample. But that’s on the condition that I write this little blog. So... Here I am. Um, I’m a blonde eighteen-year old, about as Aryan as you’d expect. I have nice breasts—that’s a little tidbit for you fetishists out there. Yeah, I know you’re out there, it’s cool—I’ll probably get most of my pageviews from you anyways, right?

If anyone would like to comment below, I’d really appreciate it. In case you couldn’t tell, I’m kind of freaking out right now. I mean, I really wanted to try something out—but definitely not something that’ll leave me as a dog for the next year. Like, that’s away too intense, and I’m really worried I’ll lose who I am to being a dog.

I think that’s just me, though. I mean, this hasn’t happened to any other TransFun users, right? I’m sure I’ll be fine, and I keep telling myself, that, and... Agh! This is just too frustrating! I really don’t want this to happen during my graduation summer...

Anyways, not many changes have happened so far—I’m still human. I guess we’ll see some more changes tomorrow, right? Trina, signing off!

Day 1

Good news! It won’t be for a year; just for a month or two! TransFun sent me a little something to cut down on the change duration—but not the transformation time. So, looks like I’ll be riding this one out, folks.

On that note, I might be shorter. I’m not sure, but I feel like my body is smaller now. It could just be me—I’m not wearing my usual jeans because I don’t want to get dog hair in them. But on the note of hair, I definitely have that. My legs are super itchy, it feels like I’ve got a carpet trying to poke out from my skin. Which is, I guess, what’s happening.

Also, I think my canines are longer. It’s probably me, though. I watched a werewolf movie marathon last night to get in the mood, and I guess I’m paranoid about most of these things. Not the hair, though! I was clean-shaven yesterday, with creamy and smooth legs. And now... I’m kind of unshaved. I’m not furry yet, but I look like a Hawaiian girl. Is that racist? Two of my best friends are Hawaiian and they never shave, so I think that’s not too much of a stretch.

On the note of stretching, it’s harder to do some of the yoga stretches I do when I wake up. Like, mf feet feel a little uncomfy whenever I do some long stretches. They were also killing me all day. I tried to hang out with my friends at the mall, but I kept getting this uncomfortable... wrong feeling. Like... When you wear socks on your hands, I guess. You get the feeling that it shouldn’t be uncomfortable, but it still is.

Oh, and talking about my hands, I think I’m getting claws? Maybe? I don’t know; it’s been a while since I’ve had nail polish on my fingers, but they look... thicker? If that makes any sense? I’ll have to be careful when itching at my legs, I suppose...

Either way, I’ll see you tomorrow!

Day 2

Oh my God, I’m really turning into a dog. I mean, I know that’s what this blog is about, but I’m really turning into a dog you guys. I’m more than a little freaked out—my ears are longer, I think my tongue is flatter, and things taste different. My clothes are definitely a little larger, too. I must have shrunk a size.

More than that, I now can’t wear socks and shoes. It feels too unnatural, I can’t stand them. Unfortunately, this leaves me free to look at my toes and wonder when they’ll start changing too. Every now and then, I wiggle them, trying to see if their range of motion has changed at all. Doesn’t look like it has too much, which is a huge relief. On the other hand, it feels more... natural walking on my bare feet. It’s a lot comfier than it used to be, which is at least one upside to this...

Also, my hair’s definitely thicker now—which I’d consider a downside. I’m still itchy all over, and this fur is really warm under my clothes. I look like a fuzzy girl, which makes taking pictures kind of funny—like there’s always a filter on my skin. This is using my phone’s camera. When I saw a picture of me with my mom’s camera, I had to sit down and have some water—her LEICA let me see almost every individual hair.

And, for you fetishists out there (1,000 views?? Thanks!!!), I have extra nipples on my chest. Like, they’re just nipples, but they’re really sensitive, and... When I was younger, I picked up this bad habit of needing to hug something whenever I’m scared. And I’m really scared now, but each time I hug my pillow, I feel my new nipples brushing against the fabric, and it freaks me out more than ever. Guys, I really don’t want to transform... Could you please share more of your stories? It really helps a lot, and you guys are all that’s keeping me from crying right now.

I’m really sorry I have to end this here, I can’t talk too much longer about this or I’ll start freaking out. I just... I can’t believe this is happening to me. Please, everyone... Even if one of you sends a TransFun success that’ll really help me calm down.

Thank you so much! —Trina

Day 3

Well, I now have to use a text-to-speech program... My hands are paws. That’s going to take some getting used to—I’m having more than a little trouble eating now. Can’t exactly hold utensils when you don’t have thumbs, right? I mean, my longer tongue kind of lets me drink like a dog... But I’d much rather try and use a water bottle while I can. Plus, my toenails are a little... pokier. Judging from my hands, this means I’ll be walking on paws soon.

If I sound more okay with that, it’s all thanks to you, the viewers. Huge thanks and hugs to DOGgirl12, your stories are a really big comfort, and you’re helping me focus on the bright future, and not the changes themselves. And not just her, but everyone else had some great stories. Hers just struck a chord since she didn’t want to change at first... Finding out she enjoyed being a dog really makes me feel comfortable with these changes. Oh, and while I’m mentioning commenters, a lot of you have asked what kind of dog I’m becoming, to which the answer is: a Cocker Spaniel!

Yeah, apparently my mom has a thing for the little fluffy dogs, and it certainly helps to know I’ll be pampered. Which is good because right now I’m burning through like three times the amount of shampoo I normally use. None of my clothes fit right anymore, but I have a full coat of fur, so I usually just go around this house naked.

I mean, it’s not too naked—you can’t see any of my ‘bits’. I have plenty of long, tawny-brown fur. It’s getting kind of curly, and it’s almost sinfully good to be pet. I mean, from what I’ve experienced of petting myself. I mean—not that kind of petting, you pervs! It just feels great when someone runs their hands along my thick, soft fur... Oh, there’s nothing like it! I don’t even mind that my tongue instinctively slips out my mouth and I start panting... Hell, I’m panting right now! Hold on, I need to try and get my tongue back under control.

There we go! So, um... yeah, I’m definitely shorter now. I don’t know how noticeable it is to anyone else, but to me it feels like a lot. Earlier, I was just slimming, getting a little more petite—this shrinking is more than that, though. It’s harder to reach my food on the upper shelves in my kitchen... Pretty much like being a little kid again.

Plus there’s a small bump by my butt—I think it’s the start of a tail. Like, I can wiggle it a bit, and I can’t wait to have a full tail. Unfortunately, this new growth is one of the reasons why I’ve had to shed my clothing. I’m not too keen on going outside as a dog, but I think that it shouldn’t be too bad—as long as I get used to just being in fur beforehand.

Well, here’s to tomorrow! -Trina

Day 4

My feet are paws now! What’s more, I saw them change! I mean, not all at once, but when I woke up, I had toes. At around ten in the morning, they started to balloon up, and my big toe looked shorter. At noon, they were big, fluffy dog toes, and my big toe was almost completely absorbed into my body.

Another hour later, and my feet started to shrink. I mean, they didn’t shrink-shrink. It was more of a contracting sensation, like they were shortening. So I guess shorten is the right term. Whatever, I’m a little excited about this. My soles have been changing too, they’re becoming darker and leathery—my canine paw pads.

As you can imagine, I’ve been having some fun running around with them, scampering around on all fours. It’s really easy, and feels pretty natural.

And as I just said that, both of my hips cracked. Pretty loudly, too. Hold on a moment. Okay, yeah, I can’t stand up anymore. This is kind of exciting now. I’m not sure if I’ll be up for a month of this, but running around on all fours today felt so... natural.

And... I have a black nose now, and long and floppy ears. My tail hasn’t changed too much, though. Wondering if I’ll have a stubby tail or a proper one. The ears more than make up for it, though. This is probably one of the most fun things about this change—shaking my head and having my ears flop from side to side just like any other dog’s. My hearing’s definitely increased—I managed to get my computer to play a youtube video of a dog whistle, and I heard it just fine—had to shut the stupid thing off because it was bothering me so much.

Other than that, things are oar or ark. Uh oh. That’s not a good sign. Ha! Though it is a little funny to see how a dog’s barking shows up in this program. Park ark awl awl awl. Haha, I could get used to this. Maybe I’ll try using Siri on my phone; it’ll be great to see her reaction. I kind of hope I’ll be able to keep in too many of these barks, though...

We’ll see... Tomorrow!

Day 5

Park park park Rim mmm eye stupid speech to text app is not working as well because I have started to bark peer eel wood ear period. . Okay I think I’m getting awl the hang of this. Maybe except for my barking. Or or or or or or or or yeah aisle need mom to help.

(Hi! Trina’s mother here, I’ll be sure to type in all of her little speech idiosyncrasies to this.)

So, I (yipping) am now even more of a dog. I finally sprouted the rest of my fluffy brown tail, so I guess that confirms (she growled when she said that—so cute!) that I’m becoming a cocker spaniel. I know Mom always wanted one, which I guess is why she ordered this serum. (Bingo) Unfortunately, I really want to chase this tail... I guess I was spot-on about me having animal instincts.

Other than that, I feel funny. My insi—(long fit of barking and distressed whines) my insides feel like they’ve changed. I don’t know what to think about this. Worse, my tongue is definitely longer (she stuck her tongue out and licked her nose when dictating) and—Mom! Don’t put that in there—(more and more yipping; by the way, I’m not deleting it ).

Fine. Take whatever artistic licenses you want. (growling) Anyways, my nose is really dark now, and... I don’t know what to think. All I have left is maybe more shrinking and growing my muzzle. I don’t think I’ll be human for another day, so I guess this is Trina signing off? I’ll have my mom write tomorrow’s entry for you guys.

—Thanks for making my daughter’s web page such a hit! <3 Cathy

Day 6

Umm, unless any of you want to hear lots of barking and yipping, I’ll be typing on the behalf of Trina. She’s a complete dog now, and looks just like an ordinary Cocker Spaniel. I can’t say too much for her intelligence—she still acts like Trina, but every time something triggers her instincts, she goes off yapping like crazy.

It is really nice to have a TransFunned dog in the house—it really saves me the trouble of having to train her. She’s very well-potty trained, and is right now whimpering with mortification that I’m tying this. Sorry, sweetie, but I’m just so proud! Even if I am a little disappointed that you drank a serum without knowing what it was.

Anyways, a lot of you have asked some questions, and I asked the simplest ones to Trina right now. First off, she loves panting, and it does cool her off. She has some control of her tail wagging, but some of it’s instinctive, like when your leg starts kicking. And she really enjoys the feeling of being pet and scratched—as she mentioned earlier.

Eating did take some getting used to, but that was more adapting to her muzzle. Which, by the way, she has now. It’s a little bit short, but that’s a cute fit on her face. I think that she’s a great dog, and I might take some home videos and pictures of her—waiting to post them only until she’s human again.

Epilogue:

Hi everyone! First off, I’m back and mostly fine—even if I now have a chew toy. Shut up, it’s really relaxing! Anyways, I even bought a custom keyboard so I can type out my future TFs a little longer. And yeah, there will be future changes. As to what, I’m not sure... Maybe leave me ideas in the comments? And thank you all ever so much for following! I hope you’ll enjoy what else I have to become!