“Come on, darling, I want to take you upstairs and give you to Francis,” adding just a hint of humor as I saw her nerves. “That is, if that’s ...hat you really want.”That was a special moment for the two of us. There was nothing crude or vulgar about this moment or what we were doing. At that moment, our eyes truly were the windows into each others’ souls as we both knew how much we wanted this thing. And I realized my lifelong fantasy had crossed to Sue, and she wanted this as much as I did.I. The pads I normally wore were gone and in theirplace I had paws! I tried to stretch my fingers and discovered that mypaws flexed. I looked at my arms and they seemed to have changed to realdogs forelimbs.Trembling I looked at my legs. My legs were no longer bound so that Iwalked on my knees. I now had paws at the end of them I tried to standand found that I could walk on all fours! Looking over my shoulder Icould see what looked like a tail. "This must be a dream or rather anightmare" I thought. Andrew Halliday said nothing, instead continuing to sniff and sob, his bottom burning hot from the hand spanking from both ladies.After a minute, Jessica had lost her patience and reached down, picking up the ebony-backed clothes brush in her right hand and moving around to where Andrew was lying over her friend’s lap.“You – Jessica – I mean, Head Girl, Miss Weaver!” He spat out in a panic, fearing a beating with the nasty little brush.“Ha-ha!” She laughed as she tapped the small clothes brush. The sound of the latches clicking closed felt good, like the closing of a too long left open chapter of his life. Picking up the suitcase he walked down the hallway to his bedroom. Opening the door he stepped inside, his eyes drawn to the still sleeping form of his ex-wife. He walked to the side of the bed and let the suitcase fall with a thud. ‘Donna,’ he said, his voice calm, neither harsh nor comforting. ‘Donna, it’s time to go.’ He said, pulling the covers back to reveal her naked form,.