"Oh, goddamnit!"
You growl under your breath as it begins to rain heavily, the windscreen wipers on your car only just allowing you to see. At least you were almost home. At six thirty PM. The traffic on the way home had not been kind to you.
"I guess this is what I get for going out and doing the shopping instead of ordering it online..."
After several minutes of constant rain and a barrage of curses, you arrive at your home, pulling into the driveway. Thankfully, the rain has lightened considerably, allowing you to bring your shopping inside without getting too wet. After lockin the car, you enter your house, closing the door behind you.
Sighing, you deposit the shopping on the counter in th kitchen. You could put everything away later - most of it was non-perishable stuff like pasta. Walking into the living room, you all but collapse onto the sofa, your head pushing into a pillow. You were ready to drop off right there and then, but a voice stopped you.
"Hello, Master..."
Smiling, you get rearrange the positions of your limbs until you are sitting, Angel sitting down next to you.
"So, Master, what do you-"
Before Angel can finish her question, you engulf the anthro husky in a tight hug, leaning into her soft white fur. Unbeknownst to you, Angel is somewhat surprised by your reaction, the husky figuring you'd ask her how she transformed her body before petting and hugging her. Shrugging slightly, the anthro leans into the hug, wrapping her thick arms around you.
You weren't sure why, but you liked the height difference between the two of you. When you had bought Angel six years ago she had been short and scrawny, often getting picked on by the other few anthros that were at the pet store - anthros of any species were often very hard to come by, so the pet store usually only had up to five or four of any popular species at a time. Seeing how miserable Angel was, coupled with the fact that you wanted a pet, spurred you to buy the snow-white furry husky.
At first, Angel had shown no real signs of improving from the poor little thin that got picked on by the other few anthro dogs. However, as time passed by, and she grew more familiar with you, closer to you, she began to grow, and grow, and grow. At her fastest she had grown at a rate of almost an inch a week, the loyal canine eventually matching your height of six foot even.
When Angel was merely six feet tall, she began to "thank you properly for all you've done", as she put it. This translated to nuzzling, licking, and lavishing her affections on you whenever she got the chance. After she reached six feet tall, Angel's body began to develop in ways other simply growing larger - not that she stopped her constant growth, of course. Her breasts billowed outwards, her hips and ass flared larger, and her muscles rippled bigger.
As the Amazonian Angel continued to grow, she grew fond of hugs; while she had always been affectionate, now she compounded that affection with long cuddling sessions. You didn't mind at all; most anthro pets were over-affectionate, according to what you'd seen on TV and the Internet. Another round of development earlier in the year had seen Angel's already large breasts positively flowing outwards, dominating her chest. Her steely abs hardened further, the muscles growing stronger as her biceps bulged larger, and her ass expanded outwards.
Currently, Angel was eight feet tall, exactly. She was also currently hugging your comparitively small body to hers, her furry breasts pushing into you as the sofa creaked slightly from her weight.
Delivering one long, loving lick to your face, Angel pauses, looking you in the eyes.
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