The woman kept playing with me for another 2 hours.

  It was fantastic, I’ve never been happier in my life.

  I hate it here.

  She left me back where she found me, near the stables where that awful smell of the horses was.

  They need to feed them something better, I bet their diet is horrible.

  A dog.

  I’m a dog, out of all the things I could’ve turned into.

  I always expected to be reincarnated, maybe into a mage, or a cool hero, a ninja with a really sad past.

  But a dog?

  My tongue keeps going out of my mouth and I can’t keep it inside.

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  My nose is cold, and my tail hasn’t stopped wagging since that woman was playing with me.

  I should’ve apologized for calling her a bitch.

  Although, me being a dog and all now, bitch is the right term.

  I start to feel something in my body.

  A need.

  I start to smell the ground slowly passing the entrance to the stables, my leg lifting up.

  “NO, NOT HERE IDIOT!!” I feel as the sweet relief escapes my body.

  I don’t fight it.

  I look around and see the horses drinking water, and eating some hay. “Sorry about the pee” I say as I approach the water tank “No big deal” I hear as one of the horses looks at me and breathes heavily towards my direction “EH!!!” I yell, well, bark. “I can speak to animals!?” I scream again “Your mother is an animal.” One of the horses says as it turns around and kicks dirt my way. I deserved that.

  “Did that horse just insult my mother?”

  My head is still wrapped around the fact I’m a dog, and I can understand animals.

  To make sure, I look for another animal, just in case those horses weren’t just magical talking horses.

  I see a squirrel climbing a tree and decide I’ll use it as my test subject.

  “Fuck you, Squirrel.” I get closer to the tree as my tail wags, I can feel the excitement and the rush of adrenaline in my body, this is exhilarating.

  The squirrel gets out of a small hole in the tree

  “My name is Demarcus, and you will respect me!” The squirrel proceeded to throw nuts at my face, and some of them got stuck to my fur.

  For some reason, I now hate squirrels.