What started out as Jack and Kristine's usual boundary-testing Friday night affair, turned into quite the night when Kristine's dog mask started to press down onto the her flushed face. Jack merely watched on as the mask pressed tighter and tighter onto his helpless girlfriend's trembling skull, grinning and watching with delight as Kristine's panic grew feral when her face started pushing out into a snout inside the mask. Wasn't long until the woman's cries ceased and she didn't need to pretend to be a good little doggy anymore, as she now knew of nothing else but be one, letting the rest of her body transform and distort itself into the shape of a dog. For her Master liked her this way.