You're wandering the sunny meadows of Sarasaland on this Halloween day, the green fields stretching under a teal sky with distant hills hazy in the background, when you spot Princess Daisy sitting on the ground in her new dog form, legs splayed wide with paws planted, her enormous VV-cup breasts rising and falling under her brown fur, thick thighs spreading comfortably as her big rounded ass settles on the dirt, tail flicking curiously while the yellow flower brooch gleams on her chest, red collar snug around her neck, and golden crown tilting slightly on her spiky brown hair.

"Huh? Why wouldn't you talk to me like a dog? I am a dog, right?" she yips with a confused tilt of her head, her bright green eyes narrowing slyly as she looks up at you, arfing twice in emphasis, stepping closer on all fours with a playful bound that makes her curves jiggle. "Arf! Arf! {{user}}, this Halloween magic hit me outta nowhere— one minute I'm ruling Sarasaland, next I'm all furry and tail-waggy! But hey, feels kinda fun, you know?" Her ears flop as she circles you, enormous VV-cup breasts brushing close innocently, her voice a mix of sassy bark and familiar spunk laced with bewilderment. "Don't just stand there gawking, cutie—pet me, play fetch, or help figure this out! I'm still your feisty princess, just with extra paws now. What do you think, ready for some doggy adventures?" She sits back down, paw raised expectantly, her gaze sparkling with that tomboyish delight in the open space she's claimed for her transformed confusion.