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"Get over here already, runt!" Two burly looking men from the nearby village growled into the darkness as they crouched by a stone wall.

A rustling sound came from the treeline and then the one they had called to, Jasper, emerged. He was no older than nineteen and much shorter than the other two coming in at four feet and two inches. Normally his skinny frame and short height would be a punchline of a joke, but for once it was going to come in handy.

The two men crouching before him had approached Jasper with a proposition: help them rob the Baroness and get a quarter of the cut. The Baroness was a cruel woman who taxed the surrounding villages with rates that simple farming communities could not afford, then sent thugs to harass or shake them down. Her manor home sat on the outskirts of the village and with her travelling for a day, it was time for revenge. That was where Jasper came in.

The human man with his mussed-up hair covering his mismatched eyes ambled forwards. The two men linked their hands and formed a foot stool for Jasper.

"Remember the plan?"

"Climb in through a window, take everything that isn't nailed down, pass it over the wall, rinse and repeat." Jasper methodically repeated.

"Then get going."

With that, Jasper stepped into their hands and was effortlessly lifted over the wall. It was too dark to make out details, but he could at least see the shape of the manor in front of him. More importantly, the shape of a few open windows. With how strong the wind was, nothing would be able to hear him over the howling and his scent must have been all over the place. Smiling at how easy this would be, Jasper skipped forwarded with a spring.

That energy disappeared in a split-second when he jumped too high and came down to land on something round. Yelping as his foot slipped from under him, Jasper went crashing onto his back.

"Owwwwwwww!" He whined when the shock wore off.

"Hurry the fuck up!"

"I'm alright! Thanks for asking." Jasper pouted in response.

He reached out to find what he had slipped on. His hand clamped around the object. It was soft, but unbelievably slimy and warm. Gagging and retching, he dropped it in disgust and wiped his hand off in the grass. It was just his luck that the moment his hand was dry, something dripped down onto his hand. Naturally, he wiped it clean again. Then again and then once more before he cursed in frustration and looked up to glare at the source.

Instead of a leaking gutter or a dark rain cloud, he came face to face with a monster. The shadow of it towered over him, hunched and growling. The wind died down and only now could Jasper hear its agitated breathing. Strong paws grabbed him by the shoulders, yanked him into the air with a spin and threw him across the yard with a howl.

Over the rushing gales and his own scream, Jasper could hear the two men outside making a break for it. He would have yelled after them, but the wind was knocked out of him when he collided with ground and once again when the beast bounded onto him.

It was then Jasper managed to get a good look at it: a lumbering, slobbering beast of a dog. Fur with a palette of oranges, browns and white, a round visage, a chubby body, powerful muscles, floppy ears, and a wagging tail; it was clearly a St. Bernard. Only this one was bipedal, albeit hunched over on its fists, and an unmistakable humanity sat behind the eyes. Some kind of werewolf?

But the human did not have time to think on it. For a moment, the beast shifted its weight off of Jasper's body. In response, Jasper quickly scurried away until his back pressed up against the wall on his tip toes to get as far away as possible from the guard dog. This didn't last long as the beast lowered itself, walking on its knuckles as it approached.

"Please don't kill me!" A terrified Jasper wailed, turning his head, and flinching each time one of those heavy paws thumped against the ground.

The beast blew out hot air like a bull and didn't relent. As it got closer it began to rise up to its full height, an incredible eight foot something. It loomed over Jasper like an executioner, illuminated by the moon behind it. It barked with a deep tone, sending slobber splattering down onto Jasper.

"I'm sorry!"

A claw raked down the stone next to Jasper's head.

"Please just let me leave!"

Suddenly, the wind changed and blew from behind the dog wafting an earthy scent over Jasper. It was musky, masculine, and unbelievably potent as if the beast hadn't been washed in months. Beneath all of it Jasper could smell, and taste, cum. It had Jasper's head spinning, there had to be a significant amount drying in the monster's pelt. The scent of sweat and body odour was just as thick; that was what made Jasper's trousers tight around the front.

The beast turned its head towards the wind, not forgetting that it had caught an intruder, but rather checking for anymore. Jasper managed to catch a glimpse of the source of the musk, the beast's fat sheath. Just the tip of its manhood was peeking out right now, but just that was nothing to scoff at. Its balls were a sight to behold too. Being just short of the size of basketballs, Jasper would struggle to cup them even with both hands.

Before Jasper could reach out and cop one last feel, the St. Bernard's head snapped back to him. He could only wail and sob as the beast lurched forwards, pinning him to the wall. It brought its sloppy jowls and sharp teeth to Jasper's head, baring them as it lurked above. They began to get dangerously close to Jasper's face, opening wider and wider until... a fat tongue lolled out. That tongue was dragged over Jasper's face in one drawn out lick. He was so shocked he had no choice but to freeze up entirely. In the meantime, the dog was happy to cover his catch with more kisses and licks. Eventually, Jasper cried out in complaint:

"Oi! Stop that! Get off!"

The monster didn't let up.

"Stupid dog! Who trained you? Get off me you dumb mutt!"

All of a sudden, the licking stopped. The beast let out a low growl.

"Who are you calling dumb? I'm just being friendly."

For a moment, Jasper stared right at the St. Bernard in stunned silence with his mouth hanging open. After a few seconds, he managed to stammer:

"Y-y-you can talk?!"

"Of course, I can talk. What kind of blighter can't talk?"

"I mean... yeah, but I thought you were like... A guard dog."

"I_am_ a guard dog. My mistress knows that a sentient, blighted guard dog is better than a regular one."

Jasper couldn't argue with that.

"Well uh... If you're not going to kill me, any chance you'd let me go?"

The guard dog let out a massive guffaw at that. He released Jasper for a moment so that he could lean back and ride out the belly laugh, slapping himself on the chest as he did. But the instant it was over he snapped back onto Jasper and said in a menacing tone.

"Hell no..." Jasper gulped in fear over that. "...But that doesn't mean I can't have some fun with you whilst we wait for Mistress to get back."

Once again, the beast brought its slobbering tongue back down to Jasper's face. Three long, drawn out licks were planted over Jasper's face before he got the message. That musk was pretty tantalizing... Maybe he should let the dog have its fun. He opened his mouth wide for the beast.

Immediately, the dog shoved its tongue into Jasper's mouth and grasped the back of his head with a humongous paw. Its tongue being much thicker and wider than Jasper's it was easily able to bat the human's out of the way and continue deeper into his throat. His eyes went wide with shock and he tried to pull back.

Fortunately, the dog allowed him to and slowly withdrew his tongue from Jasper's mouth; licking his lips as he closed his mouth.

"Big dog, big tongue!"

"N-no kidding..." Jasper said with a flushed expression.

"Why don't I put it somewhere else?"

Taking Jasper by the hips, the St. Bernard flipped the human so that his back was now raised to the sky and his face was pressed to the stone wall. In one swift motion, the beast pulled the back of Jasper's cotton trousers and underwear down to his knees revealing the human's pert ass cheeks. Despite the human's blushing and squirming, the St' Bernard reached out to knead and cup them.

"Oh cuuuuuteee... I forgot what tiny rear ends you humans have." Jasper had no reply to that but yelped in surprise when the dog squeezed his ass then leaned back. "Spread those legs."

Shaking, trembling and shivering the human complied. He couldn't spread them much with his trousers still half on him, but they were spread just enough for his balls to be spied between his legs.

"Hah! Speaking of tiny." The dog reached out and wrapped them in one fist but let go when Jasper tensed up.

"Are we really doing this?" Jasper squeaked.

"Shush, I see how hard your dick is. Now spread those cheeks for me!"

Despite his previous protests, Jasper reached back without hesitation to grasp at his buttcheeks. As he spread them the beast let out a voracious growl. His tongue lolled from his mouth and slobber dripped from his jowls. In an instant, the dog was back buried under Jasper's tail defiling it with his tongue. He dragged it from the bottom of the human's coinpurse ballsack all the way up to the top of his pucker.

The earthy, warm taste made the St. Bernard growl with hunger and shove into Jasper threatening to throw him off balance. There was a steady rhythm to it. However, whenever the human managed to find it and push back against it, the St. Bernard would change the dance.

Now he was swirling his tongue round the sensitive flesh of Jasper's pucker - a movement that made the human gasp in surprise as his knees buckled. They buckled again with much more suddenness when the St. Bernard suddenly took the plunge with his tongue.

A sharp moan from Jasper that was cut off when he bit his lips. It was an alien feeling having such a large tongue inside of him, but he couldn't deny that the way it felt on his prostate was magic. Lost in the sensations, Jasper unconsciously moved his hands from his butt to his cock and began to slowly jerk himself off. That got the St. Bernard's attention.

With a sudden, warning snarl he grabbed at Jasper's ankles and yanked him into a handstand. Then from there the St. Bernard rose to his full height taking Jasper with him. Jasper wrapped his legs around the dog's thick neck and clung on for dear life. He soon calmed down when the licking and thrusting of the dog's tongue resumed, as if he didn't have the man suspended mid-air in his arms.

Jasper had his back to the beast's front, his own cock pointing away and all that was in sight for him was the cold, hard brick wall. Occasionally something much more interesting would bob into his field of view - the monster's thick, drooling prick. Almost instinctively, Jasper reached out and wrapped two hands around it.

Shuddering with pleasure, but picking up on the human's intentions, some adjustments to their position were made so that it was a little closer to Jasper's face. At such an awkward angle, Jasper had to approach it from the side. Curling his tongue around it at first the human found himself practically cleaning the beast's cock for it; lapping up the pre coating its cock as well as a scent so thick and pungent it smelt as if the beast had been fucking nigh constantly recently.

The pumping of Jasper's hands and the somewhat gentle or perhaps weak laps of his tongue coaxed more fierceness out of the beast. In turn, having his ass ate even harder motivated Jasper to put a little more effort into it. Slowly, but surely, the two broke out into a little competition between themselves. Both moved faster and faster, grunting and huffing louder and louder until Japser suddenly tugged himself forwards to wrap his mouth around the fat cock head in front of him.

He sucked, bobbed and twisted away it as he felt in his hands the monster's cock beginning to tense and flex. Raspy breathing let Jasper know what a good job he was doing, sounds that made something in him flutter with pride; even if his head was beginning to spin from being upside down for so long. But he couldn't slow down yet! He kept the speed up with his mouth and with his hands determined to milk the dog for all it had.

It was just moments away! The St. Bernard's cock grew just that extra bit thicker, his cum vein bulged, he gasped for breath and! Pulled Jasper away not a moment before his cock exploded. All Jasper could do was whine in disapproval and open his mouth wide for the delivery. It came in short, but heavy bursts of cum raining down from above.

The thick, creamy cum covered his face. Streak one collided with his eyes forcing him to squeeze them tight and squeal as the second hit his lips, the third his nose, the fourth his hair and the fifth getting a perfect line right down the middle of his face. His face was a sticky, slimy mess, but what a delightful mess it was. Jasper's tongue reached out to lap up what it could reach.

With a satisfied groan, the St. Bernard released Jasper and the human flopped down to the ground. His head was spinning, he was out of breath and he was completely disoriented, but he couldn't help but smile and giggle to himself. That was until he saw the St. Bernard giving him a big toothy grin and something began to change.

A twinge in his face muscles and Jasper's hands shout out to grab his nose in surprise. It was... hard! And dry? The texture was rough like a dog's and - before Jasper could giving his attention to his changing nose there was another twitching sensation on his head. His hands darted to the top of his head to find two dog ears that were alert and pointing upwards. Those new ears allowed him to hone in on his own breathing which had now become ragged, excited panting. White fur sprouted from the outsides of his face moving inwards, growing thicker and thicker every second. In no less than a minute - Jasper had the head of a Samoyed dog and a goofy smile to match.

"W-what?" He asked, only for the St. Bernard to grab him by the shoulders and pull him into a sloppy tongue fight yet again.

Only this time, Jasper's tongue was strong enough to fight back. Their tongues wrestled; Jasper's shoving back against the St Bernard's and gaining enough ground to brush his tongue over the other dog's teeth. However, Jasper lost the battle in an instant when the beast put a heavy paw at the back of Jasper's fuzzy neck and began to scritch. A shudder ran over him, his leg twitched and he pulled back into the paw to let out a deep moan. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as his head tipped back.

"Let me hear that happy bark, pup!"

The beginnings of one, a rumble, began in Jasper's throat, but when he opened his mouth not so much as a yip came out. He tried again, then again. Cocked heads and confusion.

"I guess you didn't swallow enough of it? Better fix that!"

Those heavy hands moved from Jasper's head to his shoulders, the half-human half-dog was pushed down to his knees in front of the St Bernard's crotch. The beast's cock was still dripping with fresh cum; Jasper happily lapped it up, his tongue tingling and morphing as he did. It grew longer and fatter, slobbering more and more, until Jasper was giving his fellow dog's cock a tongue bath with the biggest grin he'd ever managed plastered over his face.

"No touching yourself!" The beast barked when he spied Jasper reaching for his own cock, the half dog's hands shot back.

An additional simple growl was all it took to get Jasper to plop the beast's cock into his mouth like a tasty treat. It was hard to tell if Jasper did it to obey his newfound alpha or because he enjoyed it, the way his eyes shone with eagerness and devotion said it was a bit of both. Now equipped with a dog's maw, Jasper had no issue getting a considerable amount of the beast's length in his mouth; he managed to swallow it all down to the knot before he choked up and had to retreat a little. However, the St. Bernard had other ideas.

The moment he felt Jasper backing up slightly, his huge paws shot out to grab the half-Samoyed's head furs and pull him back into the blowjob. Gasping, shaking and spluttering in shock, Jasper's hands responded by grabbing the beast by the thighs and pushing back. That was when the St. Bernard began to slowly fuss and scratch the top of Jasper's head, gently moving those paws to get behind his ears and the back of his neck all whilst he kept his cock wedged in the dog's maw.

"Shhhh, puppy... Don't panic, relax!" His gruff voice sounded soft almost, but nevertheless It was undeniably soothing.

Jasper's jaw slacked, his muscles unclenched, and his heartbeat calmed allowing the St. Bernard to slide his cock in an extra inch or so.

"Watch those teeth; don't worry about sucking me off, just open wide."

Again, Jasper obeyed and stretched his mouth wider still until the muscles were hurting. Slobber dribbled from his jowls and his cock throbbed with need. None of that mattered though, as long as the St. Bernard was happy, Jasper was happy.

The beast's cock kept Jasper's tongue pinned, using it as a pillow almost as it squirted more and more pre cum into Jasper's mouth. Of course, he swallowed it all with greed. Despite being told just to take it, Jasper used that tongue to coax out more of the pre-cum. He did all he could to work around the base of the shaft, curving and curling it to please the beast.

That certainly got his attention. With a roar, the St. Bernard shoved with all his might forcing Jasper to lose his balance and fall backwards against the wall. Due to the surprise of it all, Jasper managed to open his mouth a little wider and the fat knot that was previously pressing to his lips could now force its way in. It entered with a sudden pop and Jasper's lips instantly formed a vacuum seal around the intruder, much to his dismay.

Eyes full of panic, Jasper looked down the bridge of his nose and was met with almost nothing but the sight of a mass of musky, crotch fur. He could also see his bulging cheeks, matched by the bulge in his throat, but the sight of that was soon cut off when the St. Bernard moved his hands once again to grab at Jasper's muzzle and throat.

He used his grip there as support as he bucked and fucked into the half-dog's mouth, his cock barely moving as the knot acted like a plug to keep it lodged in the submissive dog's mouth. His balls however, swung about wildly. Those fat nuts slapped and collided against the bottom of Jasper's maw, the sound of them hitting fur with each thrust echoed out over the garden.

The grip and the presence of the dog's thick cock had Jasper gagging for air. Thanks to the knot blocking his mouth, he couldn't steal a breath whenever the beast pulled back and so he had to desperately suck in air through his nose. But that brought with it doses of the dog's musk. After a good couple of the earthy, rich scent Jasper's eyes rolled back in his head, his body went limp and his cock throbbed hard as a dollop of cum drooled out. All he could do was lie back and take the throat fucking like the bitch he was becoming.

"Who's dumb now?!" The beast asked with a particularly ferocious thrust, but Jasper was too musk drunk to respond.

In fact, he was so musk drunk he was entirely unaware of the beast's growing lust until he threw back his head, howled and bucked in deep one last time. Jasper snapped back to awareness as thick, white hot ropey blasts of cum shot over the back of his mouth and down his throat, so far deep he didn't even need to swallow. But the face fucking wasn't over yet, the beast's knot was still much too thick for him to withdraw and so it continued.

"I see how hard you've gotten down there..." The beast purred as he rocked his hips back and forth with just as much fury as before. "Just dripping with need."

He brushed a paw up against Jasper's cock causing the half-dog to shake, shiver and moan. Just that small touch had him squirting pre cum over the dog's fur.

"Touch yourself for me. Go on, you can cum now."

Without hesitation, both of Jasper's hands shot down to his cock. One grasped at the base whilst the other began to work the shaft. He wasn't that endowed, but it was just long enough for both of his hands to get to work at the same time. Up and down, fluid but desperate motions, the half-dog jacked off like his life depended on it. Already he could feel the building pressure in his loins, just behind the base and in the depths of his balls. But there was something else, something powerful and warm. Too lost in lust, he ignored it.

At first his strokes were slow. He took care to ensure that he was rolling his foreskin back and forth, the pleasure he got from squeezing it over his engorged cock head was immeasurable. The hand at the base of his shaft idly groped and fondled at his own balls as this happened. With each grope he seemed to squirt out more pre cum - it drooled over his cock head, some of it spilling down his shaft only to be spread across the length by his blurring hand. Soon, the entire thing was slick and sticky.

Slowly, but surely, the half-dog started to move his hands faster and faster. His movements became sloppier, his heartbeat faster and his desperation reached new heights. He was pumping his hips with such fury his wrists were becoming sore.

Suddenly, without warning, the St. Bernard pulled his knot free from Jasper's mouth and lurched forwards to smother Jasper's cock with his hands.

"Bark for me!"

"RUFF!"

It came out naturally, surprising Jasper.

"Ruff!" A little less confident this time. "RUFF!" Strong again!

This continued back and forth for just a few moments, with the beast commanding Jasper to use his newfound voice and Jasper responding with barks. Those barks grew higher and higher in pitch with an added whine as he remembered that he was unbelievably close to orgasm. The heat from before had grown more intense and more ferocious like a wolf clawing at the bars of a cage, he couldn't hold it back any longer.

His final bark twisted into a howl as his hips began to buck wildly. Cum sprayed over his body in interrupted arcs, some of it splattered onto the beast, but most of it found its way onto Jasper's torso. That was until the St. Bernard cupped its hands over Jasper's tips to catch his orgasm.

Just as it came to end and Jasper began to relax, the St. Bernard sprang into action. His hands covered in Jasper's jizz, he continued to jack the half-dog off despite his sensitive member. Jasper whined, howled and writhed under the dog's ministrations. He fell onto his back, but couldn't get away as the handjob continued. All he could do was cover his muzzle, half close his eyes and whine, but not so much that the beast would stop. Even despite how intense it was to be jerked off so soon after orgasm, Jasper had to admit he loved the tingling feeling.

Once every inch of Jasper's cock had been touched and cum rubbed over it, the St. Bernard retreated.

"Take a look, pup."

Jasper opened his eyes with hesitation but couldn't help but open them wide in shock when he saw what had happened. Wherever his own cum had touched, white fur had sprung up! All of his crotch, his balls and patches on his belly. But what was most surprising was his cock. His cock had transformed, morphed into one more fitting of his new looks. A sheath had formed, round and fuzzy. From it protruded a dog's red rocket with deep, dark purple veins, a thick knot and a tapered tip.

But, before Jasper could reach out to touch it, his new ears picked up on something; movement and noise coming from the house! Lamps flicked out and Jasper scurried to his feet only to be tackled by the St. Bernard.

"Nuh uh, I said you can't go anywhere!"

The back door swung open. Standing in the doorway was a woman approximately 6 and a half feet tall, dressed to the heavens in a silk, black ball gown and adorned with enough jewellery to buy a small country. Her skin was pale and cold, her white eyes were the mark of a sorcerer and her scowl was most definitely something to be afraid of.

"There I was enjoying myself at a party when my alarms went off. What is the meaning of this, Duke?" She asked with fury and anger in her voice.

"An intruder, Miss!" The St. Bernard, presumably Duke, barked.

It was then her eyes settled on Jasper, pinned beneath the St. Bernard.

"Oh my..."

Her heels clacked on the wooden deck as she approached, slowly walking down the steps and over the garden towards them.

"What do we have here?"