"So, master..." Breeze begins, tightening the hug and placing her head on your shoulder. "What do you think of the new me?" New me? You look what you can see of Angel's body up and down, but can see no changes. "Uh, Angel? What do you mean? I can't see anything different about you."
Angel's muzzle quickly creases up in confusion. Standing up rather suddenly, Angel gestures at her entire body. "My new body, master?" You bite your lip. "Angel, have you somehow forgotten that you were an anthro?" Angel's mouth hangs open slightly. "I haven't always been an anthro, though! I changed myself into one a few hours ago, and now your memory is changing as I grow!"
Angel shudders involuntarily, quietly moaning. Looking down, you see Angel's huge paws covering a good portion of your feet. Looking up at the eleven foot husky, whose ears are brushing against the specially raised ceiling, you can't help but feel a little intimidated. Angel didn't mean to be intimidating - she was as kind and gentle as could be - but her twelve foot height was both utterly intimidating, and the reason you'd bought her in the first place.
Granted, she hadn't been thirteen feet tall when you'd bought her. She'd been around five feet tall, then. But you needed a guard dog due to the roughness of your neighberhood, and Angel was as good as any. Shortly after you'd bought Angel, both her growth and affection had gone into overdrive. As crime rates worsened, you had become more and more dependent on your 'guardian Angel' as you often called her - she seemed to like the title. And as you became more and more dependent on Angel, she had grown and grown. The twenty foot guard husky was currently moaning loudly, laying on her back and squishing your tiny form into her humongous breasts. Angel could get a bit rough when playing with you every now and then, but you had confidence that the twenty five foot tall husky would never hurt you intentionally or accidentally.
"Angel, were we just... Ah, it's probably nothing." Snuggling into Angel's warm fur, you feel as if something were not quite right. Something to do with Angel? And... her height? It was probably nothing. Probably just you being tired. After all, it was pitch black outside. Normally you'd already be asleep by now.
"Angel, I'm gonna sleep now. Night."
Settling in between Angel's rather large mammaries and quickly drifting off to sleep, you can feel Angel shudder slightly, and begin to quietly moan...
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