My eyes fluttered open, the light burning my eyes.  I was on a operation table.  I saw that I was in a white room, all alone.  My vision was beginning to correct itself, then I realized that I was being stared at by four or five tall men in pure white costumes.  I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were strapped down.
“Where am I?”  I asked, nervously.
They all looked at me, behind black visors.  I couldn’t see their eyes.
“Where am I?”  I asked again, more anger showing in my voice.
They pulled out a syringe.  My eyes grew wide.  “What is that?!”  I yelled.  They said nothing to me.  One of them leaned over, seemingly to whisper something to the other.  Most of it was inaudible.  I did make out the words, “Change and Dog.”
Sweat poured down my forehead.  “What are you going to do to me?”  I asked.
There was a short silence, followed buy a dead pan response, “Making us your masters.”
They injected the syringe into my left wrist.  I screamed and shut my eyes.


My eyes fluttered open, I awoke in my room with a jolt of terror.  I looked around the room and noticed I was still in the clothes I was wearing yesterday.  I looked at my wrist.  There didn’t seem to be any kind of mark whatsoever.  “What the hell kind of a dream was that?”  I whispered to myself.  I wiped my forehead and got out of my bed.  I went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror.  I didn’t have my glasses on, my vision was pretty blurry.
“What did they mean by making us your master?”  I said to my reflection. I felt a tingling sensation in my mouth.  I moved my lip and moved closer to the mirror.  Soon, the tingling became a burning sensation.  I began tearing at my teeth as they grew sharper and jagged.  I cried out in a whimper.  I grabbed my glasses to see.
“What’s happening to me?!”  I yelled.  I suddenly noticed my hands became stiff and my fingers became hard to move.  I tried curling them into a fist, but it was impossible.  Soon, the bones began shifting and changing.  I grabbed my wrist and tried to fight it.  Soon, black spots began showing up on my palm.  I gasped, as I realized what was happening to me. I was turning into an animal.  “Somebody please help me!”
My pants began to grow very tight, as well as my shoes.  “Oh my god!”  I cried.  I felt the bones begin to change inside my feet and began to feel thick black fur grow up my legs.  The pant seems began to tear.  My shoes could barely hold the growing paws that were in them.  The claws tore through the shoes with ease.  The paws came just as easily.  I felt pads grow on them as well.  I screamed as I felt the shoulders shift forward and tried to force me onto all fours.  I grabbed onto the sink and tried to keep myself up.  My claws that were growing on my hand dug into the sink.  My paws had torn through the shoes and the claws were tearing madly through the carpet.  My spine snapped and I felt the back of my pants become even tighter.  My heart sank through the floor.  The spine began to extend and began ripping through the seams.  The shock from the tail had forced my paws off of the counter.  I dug the claws into the wall and started at the wall in shock and anguish as I felt each spine snap tear through me.  I looked back and saw that it was a full grown tail, waving madly.  I tried grabbing it, but I couldn’t grasp it with my clumsy paws.  
“Prease… S-s-somebody…Help Me!”  I felt one more snap in my spine.  I couldn’t take it anymore.  I dug my claws downward on the wall and collapsed on all fours.  My hands had completed their transformation into paws.  My legs were also completed.  My tail, still waving madly in the air, had left me panting.  The changes had only one thing left to do.  I felt my face began to stretch.  My glasses, which had magically stayed on my face this entire time, began to shake.  My skull was splitting open.  I was growing a snout.  My forehead had began to disappear.  I tried to stand up, but it was impossible.  I tried to lean myself up on the sink and look at myself.  My tounge was hanging out as I looked.  There was absolutely no recognition of my former self.  My skull was continuing to stretch out.  My glasses were dropping as my ears were growing toward the top of my head.  I fell over onto my back and remnants of my pants were keeping my legs extremely uncomfortable.  I kicked my back legs in a frenzy to get the off.  After I did, I got back onto all fours and felt my mind slip away from me. I couldn’t help but bark madly.  I ran around in agony.  Suddenly, I stopped, I couldn’t remember anything that had happened.  I looked down and sat down and began to sleep.  My transformation was complete.  The men in white… they were my masters.