Wrong Certificate (Bulldog TF Body-Swap)

It was hard to believe that it had been seven months since I started my Office Administration course, but I was finally done! I had just picked up the envelope from the post-office earlier today and I was stoked to open it. I was wearing my usual casual attire, blue-jeans and orange shirt. My brown was short and much less shaggy than it had been in previous months. My attire didn't scream "college graduate", but it didn't need to! What was important was what I was receiving right now.

I gripped the envelope in my greasy figures and gently tore open the top of the envelope. I grinned as I ripped the top of the large beige envelope and slowly removed the certificate inside. After pulling out the large sheet of paper, I took a good look at it. To my surprise, this wasn't my certificate at all. In fact, it wasn't even a certificate for a human! The certificate read: "Congratulations, Spike, on your completion of our obedience training program. I hope you are a good boy for your owner/owners!" How odd; why would this be addressed to me? I had the feeling that there had been some kind of bizarre mix-up!

I sighed and put the certificate down on a nearby shelf. I realized that I would now have to call the post-office about this fiasco. How do they mess up something as simple as sending a certificate to someone's house. I got up to leave, but as I did so I suddenly began to feel weird. My nose started to tingle as the front of it began to push inwards. My nose shrank in width as my nostrils grew larger. The flesh along my nose turned black as it became leathery in texture. My nose became wet as I felt the changes move onto the lower part of my face.

My mouth grew wider as my tongue started to tingle. My tongue grew longer and drooped out my mouth as I began to drool uncontrollably. I panted and drooled like crazy as dollops of spit splatted onto the grounds. Folds of flab started to form all over my face. My jaw started to shift as I found it starting to move upwards. My jaw became upturned as my teeth started to change. I could feel my teeth growing sharper as additional teeth grew next to them. My mouth opened uncontrollably as my new and much sharper teeth pressed against my top lip. I couldn't believe it, I now had an under-bite!

My eyes then began to water as I felt the very makeup of them changing. Droplets fell out of my eyes as my ability to see colors dimmed. The world around me lost its luster, its polish. Colors became faded and my ability to properly see the world around my diminished. I felt my ears starting to tingle as they magically crawled up the sides of my head.

My ears grew larger as my ability to hear increased. My ears took on a more canine appearance as the tops of them curled. After my ears transformed, I felt a bizarre tingling in my scalp. I found the width of my hair starting to decrease as my already short brown hair became even thinner. After reducing in width, the color and texture of my hair began to chance. My hair became pure white as it grew shaggier and became more like fur. This white "fur" then began to spread out across my entire face!

The white fur blanketed my wrinkly face, covering it entirely in soft fuzzy hair. I wanted to scream for help, but it felt like I had a frog in my throat! I tried speaking, but I could only sputter and moan. The inside of my throat felt like it was on fire! My vocal cords started to warp as my sputters became hoarse dog barks. Within moments, I was able to speak! I was confused to what was happening, so I ran over to a nearby mirror to get the problem out for myself. To my horror, I found that I now had the head of a bulldog!

I had a bulldog's pudgy nose, ugly face, and wrinkly muzzle! I flared my much larger nostrils angrily as I gazed upon my new appearance. It was extremely unnerving to see an ugly dog's face in place of my own! I knew I had to contact the post-office and get this fixed. Unfortunately for me, my body wasn't responding properly. I fell onto all fours as I began to pant even harder. I drooled as I watched from within my own unresponsive body. My transformation continued as I felt my entire body start to change. I found myself uncontrollably shrinking. My torso shrank as it changed shape. It became much smaller as it curved. I could feel muscle forming in my torso as it grew somewhat wider. My upper body became incredibly stocky as a result of this. My shirt no longer fit my much-smaller torso and slowly slide off of my as my changes continued.

My legs and arms started to shrink as well as they too started to pool with muscle. My arms changed shape, becoming a second pair of legs in the process. My new front legs started to shrink in width, while at the same time moving the front of my body closer to the ground. My back-legs raised themselves higher than my front legs, causing my loose-fitting pants to topple of them . Likewise, my underwear also slid off of my backside, leaving my bottom exposed as a result. Due to my back-legs being much taller than my front legs, my rear was sticking out like a sore-thumb. My rear then started to uncontrollably shake back and forth as I felt as a strange feeling erupt from my tailbone.

Flesh and bone merged together as a stubby little dog's tail pushed forth from my backside. I found that my new tail was wiggling around uncontrollably; wagging about as if it had a mind of its own. The transformation then moved onto my hands and feet as they too shrank. My fingers drew close together as they became bulkier. My fingers shrank and became useless as rough pads formed on the soles of my feet. These pads felt rough and leathery, almost like Velcro that was glued to your skin. I felt odd sensations as I pressed my new dog paws into the carpet. The feeling of the shag carpet below my paw-pads was strange yet oddly refreshing.

Just then, I felt the fur on my head starting to spread out. The fur blanketed the rest of my body including my neck, feet, and torso. As the fur spread across my neck, I felt it starting to enlarge. My neck grew thick and wide, making my head look smaller by comparison. Once the white fur had finished spreading, I gazed once more at my reflection in the mirror. Standing before me was dumb and angry-looking bulldog. This was a sight that would've frightened most men, but since I was this bulldog; I felt far less so. I stood up on my stocky legs as I admired my bizarre shape.

I had stubby legs, as well as a short tail. My face was very ugly and looked like it had been smashed in with a shovel! My entire body was covered in soft white fur and every appendage of my body had a fair amount of muscle attached to it. I barked angrily at my reflection, I didn't want to be a bulldog! It was all that stupid dog certificate's fault. There was nothing I could really do about it now, other than get in contact with somebody.

Unfortunately to the outside world, I appeared to them as a dumb slobbering bulldog! I would have to figure out what to do soon, as I couldn't spend another minute in this repulsive form. However, there was another big hurdle in my way: Walking on four legs. I had turned into a dog before, but it had been a long time since such a transformation had taken hold of me. I took a deep breath and lifted my left front leg. I teetered uneasily as I struggled to get my footing. I wasn't used to the motion of bipedal movement, so walking like a canine was no walk in the dog-park for me! I then took another step on my front right leg and tried to figure out the best way to move in this form. Luckily for me however, I found the more I walked with these new legs, the more I got used to the motion of walking as a dog. I started off with an awkward trot, but it soon grew into a prideful strut!

After mastering the challenge of walking like a dog, I trotted over to the kitchen on all fours. My main idea was to try to get a hold of the phone, call the post-office, and then bark Morse code into it. I knew there was little chance a postman would speak Morse code, but it was worth a try. I looked around for the phone, which was easier said than done. I was much smaller and as a result, everything towered above me. The world to a small bulldog was a very large and imposing world, indeed. As I trotted about the kitchen, however, I soon caught whiff of a glorious smell: Kibble!

This smell blocked out my the reasoning part of my brain and enticed my to partake in its glorious taste. I failed to resist my canine urges and walked over to my food-closet. Luckily for me, the door was slightly ajar. This worked out great, considering the fact that I lacked the thumbs necessary to turn a door-knob. I flicked open the door with my snout and unfortunately, found something I didn't want in the closet. Resting on the floor of my closet was my black cat, Ziggy. The lazy feline opened his eyes as the light of the kitchen flooded the dark pantry. The cat yawned and stretched his furry limbs. I stood there agape as the cat stood up onto all fours and looked at me. The cat froze in his place as he spotted me, the two of us were locked in each other's gazes.

I knew that Ziggy was great considering leaping on me, as he probably didn't recognize to me! To my surprise, Ziggy's look of shock soon became a friendly feline smile. The cat purred happily as he rubbed his body up against mine, somehow understanding that I had turned into a dog. Usually, Ziggy didn't realize when I was in a different form. Ziggy is a very selective cat, he is understanding of transformations, yet chooses to ignore the fact that I also repeatedly transform.

Then again, Ziggy knew I didn't like dogs as much as cats. I would never just up and buy a dog without checking with my strangely intelligent cat first. I glared at Ziggy with my big dopey dog eyes, causing the cat to snap to attention. I uncontrollably sniffed the fuzzy cat, as if he was a canine like myself. The cat purred happily; he was pleasantly entertained with my bizarre behavior.

After sniffing the cat, I heard the phone ring. Ziggy leapt into action and hopped up onto a nearby chair. The cat then hopped onto the table and pressed the button on the phone, causing a very familiar voice on the other side of the line to play. "Hello?" Asked a voice that was undoubtedly my own. "I feel that there has been a bit of a mix-up." Stated the voice calmly, right before panting and barking like a dog. "I received your certificate and you received mine and yeah... This is kind of weird. I keep stumbling every time I try to walk on two legs, these "hands" are weird and cumbersome to use, and when I sniff butts people are less charmed by my antics. I'll be right over and switch our certificates back, so we can get this bizarre situation settled!"

The dog in my body then hung up the phone as Ziggy and I stared at each other. Oddly enough, Ziggy seemed a little less than thrilled that someone was coming over to give my body back. Ziggy enjoyed my new canine silliness, as opposed to my usual human seriousness. What the cat didn't know is that it would take the dog in my body a while to figure out where I lived. Finding your way as a human can be more difficult than it as a dog, after all. I barked happily at Ziggy, who proceeded to leap off the table. The cat landed in front of me effortlessly. Ziggy then strutted up to the front of my and licked me right on my fuzzy face.

I barked like the dumb dog that I was, right before licking Ziggy back. Ziggy seemed less than amused to be covered in dog slobber, but I found myself to be having the time of my life! Afterwards, Ziggy and I walked back over to the closet. We knew it would take a while for the dog in my body to get over to my place, so we decided to stuff our faces while we waited! Despite being stuck as a dog, I found that I was strangely enjoying myself. Maybe receiving a dog certificate in the mail isn't the worst thing after all!