Jon was just starting back upstairs, when he hear something moving around. Something fast and big. He nervously moved though the halls, afraid to run into whatever it was. After seeing Jennifer get changed into a toilet, Jon wasn't sure he would like all of the changes the came out of the party wishes. What if the thing running around was some sort of monster? He couldn't let it find him. He had to make it to the stone first. As he tip-toed his was back towards the stairs, he heard the table-girl's voice again. "Jon?" it called. Jon quickly rushed into the sitting room and ducked down next to the table, putting her between him and the doorway. "Jon, what's going on?" she asked. He quickly shushed her and listened for the sound again. He heard it again, further down the hall. "What is that?" he whispered. "What's what?" the girl asked, louder than he would have liked. "That noise! The one moving around!" he hissed. "Oh, that must be Amanda. I told you, Jon, she has to go out. I hope she didn't wreck something again. AMANDA!" the table shouted. Before Jon could stop her or run, he heard the noise moving closer fast. Wreck something again. The words filled him with dread. Who, or better yet, what was Amanda? And what was it going to do to him when it found him?
Jon was just about to make a break for the stairs when a blur came flying around the corner and straight at him. It slammed into him with such force he fell back onto the table-girl, his attacker on top of him. Jon squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, preparing to be savagely attacked but no pain came. Whatever was on top of him was soft. And warm. And panting. He slowly opened his eyes. Directly in front of him was a large pair of breasts. Jon opened his eyes the rest of the way, taking in the sight. He glanced down and saw another pair of boobs, and another, and another. He briefly thought Renee had run into the room and tackled him until he felt a wet tongue lick the side of his face. He wiped off his cheek and shoved the thing off of him.
Amanda was not what he expected. She had a pretty face, deep blue eyes, a pert little nose, and lusciously long blonde hair. However, she also had furry, floppy ears the same color as her hair, pronounced canine teeth, and a long tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted. Her body seemed to follow the bizarre pattern. She looked mostly human, with a normal looking human chest stomach, hips, and ass except there were eight breasts running down the front of her body. The top pair was a perky set of D-cups, then C-cup, B-cup, and the bottom pair A-cup. Her arms and legs were very different, though. From the shoulders down, she had the front legs and paws of what appeared to be a yellow lab, with similar hind legs replacing her real legs. Around her neck was a black collar with a silver tag. "Amanda," Jon read out loud.
"BARK!" the dog-girl responded. Jon jumped back, surprised just how much like a real dog she sounded. "Uh, hi," Jon ventured. "Bark!" She stared straight at him, her eyes seemed to be vacant of any real sense of comprehension or intelligence. Even though her body was more human, apparently her mind was more dog. "Uh, have to go out?" Amanda jumped up and dashed out of the room towards the front door. Jon watched her go, laughing a little at the wagging tail he had just noticed growing above her ass crack.
As Jon walked into the foyer, Amanda had her back to him, her undivided attention on the door. Jon was not sure how everyone else would react to a naked, multi-breasted dog-girl running around outside, but he was curious to see if this was considered "normal". With a grin, Jon opened the door.
