I've always struggled with escapism, with daydreams and wishing I were someone else. At first, the puppygirl shit was cute. Seemed like a fun fetish thing, or just a nice way to cuddle with a partner.
As time has gone on, though, I kept thinking more and more about it. About being a doggirl or even just a dog, and how much easier it would be. Less overwhelming pressure, able to depend fully on someone, being able to make people happy with your presence, and easily becoming happy in turn.
It's gotten worse lately. I keep imagining scenarios where I'm a nonverbal puppygirl, and oh no I guess I'm not able to participate in human society anymore, but people I love and trust take care of me and I bring them joy. There's a deep longing for this that almost scares me.