In the front yard, Sonja was sitting on the grass with the German Shepherd, the two of them chatting. She was interviewing Molly to get an outside view of Thomas, see how he really acted. “She says he’s good!” “Ok, bring her up here.” Sonja pranced over with the dog following suit. They came up onto the porch, Sonja with a big smile on her face. “Molly thinks the world of you. I asked her and she said she really wants to be like me.” Thomas patted her head. “Yeah, she and I have been through a lot together.” “Ok, let’s get started.” I focused on the dog, willing her to transform. ‘He’s your Master, not me. He’s your Master, not me.’ I said that in my mind over and over again. I had to do that, otherwise, the dog would call me her Master, and past customers had been greatly annoyed by that. In happened in a second, the German Shephard transforming into a hybrid, a beautiful young woman with pointed asian canine ears and a fluffy tail. Seeing Thomas, a wide smile crossed her face. “Master!” With a joyful grin, she leaped into his arms and hugged him, the two of them laughing in happiness and Thomas shedding tears of joy. Sonja and I watched them with warmed hearts, happy for their cumshot new relationship. Thomas turned to me, unable to stop his tears. “Thank you so much,” he said. “Just take good care of her. Make sure she’s happy.” “I will.” Thomas left with Molly, while I counted the five grand in the envelope he had given me. This was a little side business of mine, sanctioned by the DHHR. People who passed the adoption screening could be sent to me and I’d turn their pets for them, female pets, at least. Like all adopted hybrids, the wellbeing of any animals I turned was routinely japan checked on and monitored. Homeless hybrids were already being adopted left and right, but there were always people who wanted their own pets turned. I would comply if said animal was a cat, dog, mouse, rabbit, raccoon, or cow, because then the girls could interview them to get the real impression of the client. The DHHR covered our housing, food, and water and power, due partly to my teaching work at the mansion, but this money I saved for miscellaneous Hardcore purchases like Christmas presents, and should anything happen in the future and we lose the DHHR’s support. But really, I did it because I liked making people happy. The guys I usually helped were like Thomas, rejected by the opposite sex, often unable to date because they were too shy or had other social problems. But hybrids gave endless love without judgment, expectations, toilet or standards, only under the condition that that love was returned. The funny thing was that Lorraine a LOT more business than I did. She told me to call her Melinda and I figured it must be alias, it wasn't until later I found that was her real name. After she'd gotten into position he lowered her panties just far enough that he could expose her anus, he parted her tanned cheeks and fingered in the first glycerin toilet bullet. They were completely naked. He had completely forgotten about the Combat Meeting today and had lost track of time. My mind reeling from what I just saw. A hot ripple of joy flooded me. “Jansen! “Yes. Another day at the mall just to keep the heat at bay. YOU FEEL SO BIG. "Please suck him clean before he fucks me." I whispered in Adria's ear. As I turn into their driveway and come japan to a stop, the wife looks back at asian her husband and yes, he winks at her and she proceeds to move closer to me. I put the van into park as she unzips Hardcore my pants and reaches in and brings out my cock and starts giving me a blow job right there in broad daylight in their cumshot driveway.