The Night Princess Woofs: Day 6

“H-h-here you a-are, ma-ma’am,” the delivery man stuttered, holding out the large box, “I-I b-believe th-this is y-yours?”

“Oh thank you, thank you!” Kendra chimed, sparkles in her eyes, and her tail wagging up a storm. She snatched up the large box and headed back into her apartment, slamming the door behind her with her foot. No need to get caught up in what he thought. Time to be excited!

Her package had finally arrived! She placed the container down onto her coffee table and carefully opened it up. In it, she found her gown.

It was a long gown that’d extend to just above her feet so the dress portion wouldn’t drag upon the ground. The sleeves were long and flowing, the chest area opened to expose plenty of cleavage. Lots of dazzling dark blues and moon imagery baked into it. Absolutely beautiful to her eyes.

Yet, she couldn’t wear it. At least, at the moment. Kendra was still changing after all! Why not wait until she was complete to see how she really donned her outfit?

Still, she could imagine it for right now. Her tail wagged harder, its ball end puffier and with some minor points to it. Her tongue hung out, which she immediately stuck back in.

Ugh, that’s so improper! She huffed, rubbing her face, Not remotely fitting at all for royalty. Gotta get a grip of myself.

Her canine features had really come in as of that day. Her face was the biggest, more noticeable one. Sure, she had the natural, lighter dark blue eyeshadow on her eyelids now, but eyes were more drawn to her mug. Her face had fully stretched out into a canine muzzle, slender and long with her bigger nose at the end.

Then there were the other things. Her ears acted and reacted like a dog’s now, occasionally raising or twitching depending on sound direction. Her tail was long and more pronounced. Her finger and toenails jutted out as well, forming short, stubby blue claws.

Ponyhood was definitely out of the question now more than ever. While part of her was upset by it, it was better to not get overly down by it either.

Dog or no dog, I am going to be a princess, darn it! She smiled, her tail wagging more.

She closed the box back up. Tomorrow, she’ll be complete. Tomorrow, she can dawn her dress and see how it fits her now.