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The farm house was one of half a dozen scattered around the outskirts of town. Many of them had been snatched by various corporations to factory farm cattle, some had just sold their land without a fight and others had dug in and refused to move against the coming of the modern age. They wouldn't budge no matter what machines came against them. They were farm houses that had been carved out of the land when it was still filled with the forest and clearings that it had had since the start of time. The settlers had arrived on that spot, built a house and stayed there. They were the farms that had been in their families for generation upon generation. They were passed down, not always to sons and daughters, but always to a blood relative that wanted to farm and raise animals for a living. It was a quaint life style that almost appeared to Jason as he stared out the window of Will's truck as it rattled down a side road and he caught glimpses of lit houses.

His father would have been happy if he'd taken up farming. Or any real job. At least, that's what he assumed. He'd moved out as soon as he turned eighteen and had left home as quick as he could. He didn't want to go to college or to end up in some factory for the rest of his life. He wanted something more out of life. At least, that's what he'd told his father when he'd left home. He had talked to his parents a time or two since he left, but each time his father had demanded to know what he was doing for a living and when he would be settling down. He didn't have a good answer to that, so he just stopped calling. It wasn't like his parents would be very pleased with his life. He lived in the midst of a home that was ratty and showing wear and tear all over it. His apartment had seen a hard life, but he worked retail at an electronic store and didn't even hit forty hours a week. It was all he could afford on his currently salary.

He glanced towards the front of the car where Will was laughing at some joke Simon had brought up. Will didn't care if he got forty hours or not, in fact he actively tried to avoid working more then he had to. He didn't need the money. The older boy had grown up in a wealthy family who wanted him to try and learn how to know a bit of responsibility. It was a joke job. Will treated it like one. His younger twin brothers were just as bad as he was. Simon and Paul were a bit less refined then their older brother, but they tried to mimic him. Jason only knew who they were because they spent so much time at the shop trying to distract Will or get him to cut out early. They were trouble. At least, they were trouble for him. Jason was the only other worker Will's age and that had meant the older boy tried to alternately boss him around and be friends with him.

"Oh my god, Jason, stop looking so sulky." Paul laughed and moved his foot up to shove it against Jason's legs.

"I'm not sulky! I just don't see why we're driving out to the ass end of no where." He snapped back and then clutched the seat belt as Will turned the SUV down a barely seen road.

"Because we're going to have fun. You ditched us for Halloween, so you're going to at least have some fun with us." Will spoke up from the front of the car.

"I needed the hours at work!" He protested and fell silent as he was forced to concentrate on not being bounced out of the seat.

The road they'd turned onto was full of divots and bumps so the SUV bounced and groaned in protest at going nearly off road. Even with the seat belt he was nearly slipping off the seat and he moved to grip the handle of the door much to the laughter of the other guys in the car. He didn't care if they were laughing at him, he didn't want to end up being thrown out of the seat or bruising himself against the seat belt. Paul started to snicker to himself, but as they turned off the rough road and onto smoother gravel so that he was able to push himself up in the seat.

"Here we are, guys!" Will turned the car and it rolled onto thick smooth grass before he hit the lights off. "We have a few hours, at least, and that's more than enough time. Paul! Go pop the trunk open and grab the box of spray paint. Jason, toss the shirt Simon brought for you. Better to wear something dark."

"Spray paint? What are you guys planning on doing?" Jason blinked as Simon dug out an oversized black shirt to throw at him. "What's the spray paint for?"

"Yanno that weirdo that came in the store the other day? Edwards?" Will opened the door and grinned down at him.

"Stefan, his name was Stefan Edwards." Jason swallowed and he felt himself pale as he recalled the strange man who had come into their department and the manager had dropped everything to help him. "JESUS! You are not going to spray paint his house!"

"I got it on great authority that he's gone down to Fields to watch the band that's playing. He'll be there for hours. Besides, he's a fucking freak. He deserves it." Will looked confident and Jason took the shirt dubiously.

Stefan Edwards was an oddball in the town. Jason didn't know him well, but Will had looked on the guy with disgust and disdain when he'd come into the shop. The man was in his late thirties and was short, only five feet tall, but he was intimidating without being overly tall or muscled. There was something about the way he spoke and looked at people that made them either be quiet or go on the defensive. Jason had never seen him get angry or behave badly. He'd never seen him snap at anyone or even speak above a calm murmur, but people still acted like he was dangerous and something that should be avoided at all costs. Perhaps it was the dogs that he always had at his side when he came to town. Dogs that he never went without. Not even the stores complained when they came with him when he was shopping.

Jason had nearly bolted the moment he saw the massive pair of dogs walking one on either side of the man's legs. They looked like German Shepherds, but bigger, almost the size of great danes. They weren't colored like shepherds, not really. One was a coppery brown color that looked like a normal color a german shepherd would have, but there were no black points like a saddle that was a normal marking. The other one had been midnight black without a fleck of white or a hint of brown. The fur on that one had been longer and silkier then any german shepherd. It was a lovely looking dog, but they had made him feel small, vulnerable and almost certain that one bite from those jaws would have easily torn through his arm and possibly hit bone. He liked dogs and those ones creeped him out.

"Get dressed, damnit, stop staring at that." Simon gave him a look as he came around with a box that rattled. It was obviously filled with spray cans.

"I think he's gonna chicken out. That what happens when you try to take someone like him with us on an adventure. He'll probably call the cops too." Paul snorted at his older brother and pulled his own shirt down so that it hung nearly to his knees.

"I will not!" Jason pushed past Will with a flush to his cheeks.

He didn't really want to do this. It wasn't right and he'd been raised better, but damnit, he was tired of always sitting at home alone on his days off. He didn't have any friends except for Will, and even that friendship was hard to work with and deal with. Will wasn't that mature and he was spoiled even for someone who came from money. He should have worked harder to make other friends, but it was almost impossible to try and find time outside of work. He had to snag whatever hours he could get just to keep the ratty apartment he rented and stock the fridge with food. With an internal growl to himself he wiggled into the dark shirt that fell down to just beneath his knees. When he glanced back, Will was grinning with triumph and wordlessly shoved a can of spray paint into his hands. Perhaps he could find a way to make it up Stefan later on. If he ever got the courage to approach the man.

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Paul, Simon and Will had a grand time as they tackled the front porch and started to use the spray paint in earnest. Will seemed to take stupid amusement in writing crude words in the biggest text he could possibly manage. Paul and Simon alternated between almost artistic tagging and random blotches of color against the houses exterior. Jason gave them each a long look and swallowed before turning to his own role in this mess. He made a half hearted attempt at starting to spray an area that wasn't immediately visible from the front of the house. It was slightly covered in bushed and he used the cover to try and empty most of the spray bottle down on the ground. That way it wouldn't be that big of a mess at least.

The house was a large affair with a porch that wrapped all the way around it and boasted various bits of furniture that looked quite expensive. The only thing that made him able to move around in the dark without falling flat down on his face was the fact that a set of massive flood lights lit up the area. It also let him see that it wasn't just a house set back away from the road. It was a farm and a working one based on the fact he could hear the occasional animal noises from along the side of the fence. The first time one of them had bleated out he'd jerked up and nearly bolted, except it was just a sheep of some sort that had been woken up by their noises. The second time he bolted a few steps away from the house when something brayed out of the darkness and something large, grey and frightening walked along the barn. A donkey.

"Geez stop acting like you're going to see the cops." Will grinned over at him from where he'd just written ASSHOLE in giant letters right over a few windows. "We've been doing this all year and no one has said anything. We haven't even gotten a warning."

"Yeah well, first time for everything.." Jason mumbled and his 'friend' snorted a little bit.

"You're such a pussy. I thought you'd unwind if you weren't at work, but I never thought you'd just straight up acted like a girl." Will shrugged and dismissed him with a bit of a sneer. It made Jason flush and ball one of his fists up in anger.

He wasn't a pussy. And he wasn't acting like a girl. He wanted to scream the words back to the other boy, but he swallowed them with some effort. It didn't help calm the humiliation at the taunt. With a short snort he looked down at the can in his hand. Damnit. He didn't want to go back to sitting in his apartment watching TV every night. He just wanted someone to hang out with after he got done with work. He shifted his hand on the spray can and built up his nerves. His stomach turned a little bit and he looked up at the window that had been partially obscured by the curse words. He made up his mind and didn't stop himself from thinking about it before he did it.

"Yeah, well.." He snapped out and launched the half full spray can at the fragile window. The sound of crashing glass erupted around them as the can went launching through the window and into the house itself.

"Jesus!" Paul laughed and gaped at him. "Way to go, Jason! Great shot!!"

"I can't believe you did that!" Will grinned at him with obvious approval before the older boy knocked into him with a playful laugh.

Jason went tumbling down beneath the weight and kicked his legs a little bit before a laugh was startled from him. Will outweighed him, but the older boy wasn't trying to hurt him. Instead they started to rough house about in a playful bout of wrestling that dissolved into madness. Simon came over to help Will, and Paul came over to help Jason until they were kicking and rolling around together. Jason felt his heart lift at the burst of physical play. It had been so long since he'd had any real fun and they made him feel as if he were a part of the group.

"Well now, look like my normal vandals are back." A drawling male voice broke them up followed by a low, very deep, growl as the all froze. "A pack of jackals coming to destroy my lovely home."

"SHIT!" Will scrambled off Jason and they tried to all get up, but they were tangling with each other's limbs. "FUCK!"

"Language, you really should attempt to culture yourself." Jason managed to get up just as Simon stumbled to one side.

They stood facing the very man he had seen in the store the other day. Stephan Edwards was leaning against a slender cane near the front of the SUV with a relaxed pose that indicated he had likely been there a while. His two dogs were sitting one on either side of his body like a pair of statues. Their large heads were lifted up and the light furred one let out another growl. The lips were pulled back with just a hint of the fangs in the light that came down from the porch. His stomach turned with fear as the strange man continued to watch them without looking as if he were going to move. He wanted to be sick. Had the man seen him throwing the spray can through the window?

"Run... run damnit.." Will hissed in his ear and Paul took a step to one side preparatory to bolting and the darker dog started to growl along with the first.

"I wouldn't advise it. I've been wanting to catch you for quite some time." Stefan stepped forward and picked his cane up to tuck beneath his arm. "It seems my patience has paid off. And you've added to your pack of curs."

"I.. didn't mean to, I mean.." Jason stammered as he felt the man's attention turning towards him. It made him feel nearly sick.

"Obviously, it must have been an accident that broke my window. What other reason could there be?" The dogs pushed up to all fours to walk on either side of him. "I've been repairing quite a bit of damage from you jackals."

"Going to call the cops? Go ahead!" Will stood up a bit straighter. "Might as well hurry up since it'll take them a while to get here."

"Not afraid are you?" Stefan kept walking forward as he spoke. The dogs moved with a grace that he wasn't used to seeing in a canine. They moved almost like cats with their muscles rolling and rippling beneath the smooth furred coat.

"My dad put the sheriff where he is. Go ahead and call him, whatever. Better to just let us go," Will rocked back on his heels with smug grin. "Tell ya what, I'll promise to leave you alone even."

"Oh? You will?"

The man had come in close enough that Jason could see the neatly knotted tie at his throat and the dogs heads nearly touched his waist. He was short, but that didn't make him one ounce less terrifying. There was something wrong with the way that his voice remained soft and gentle, he didn't look angry, he didn't even look annoyed. As he spoke he ran his fingers lightly along the smooth head of the dark dog as his eyes ran over Jason and the other two. It made him fight not to squirm with guilt. Will didn't seem to notice he should be afraid or shut up, in fact he drew himself up and stepped forward with a grin.

"Of course. We all can be rational here. Besides, you'll probably get in a lot of trouble with those vicious dogs out here. The city would probably snatch them up if they found out that they were misbehaving." Will put a drawl in his voice as he turned his head to coax Paul and Simon into nervously giggling.

"You know, young man, many people will learn simply by being caught. They will be embarrassed and guilty, they will be repentant and change their ways." Stefan tilted his head so that he was looking up at the tall boy. "I suppose that this isn't the way, is it? Not with you and your pack behind you. Without you they'd crumble and fall."

"C'mon guys, let's get out of here. He's just trying to intimidate us." Will snorted in derision as he moved to one side and glanced down at the dogs that let out a louder warning growl. He didn't do more then give them a slight glance before trying to circle wide.

"Oh no, my fine uncultured lad, I don't think so." Stefan moved the tip of his cane out to press against Will's chest. "I think that you've had enough free rein. It's never a good thing for a jackass to have, you know. They're stubborn and begin to think themselves above the law of the farm. Just as you have. No, I do believe that you're not going to leave, you're going to learn how to behave first. My fine young jackass."

The last words were nearly purred out as the cane shoved hard against Will's chest and Jason took a step back to get away from the approach of the dogs as they followed their master. They were bigger up close, and it was even more frightening to see their teeth along the narrow muzzles. He nearly missed the sudden shove that forced Will backwards, but he didn't miss the sudden pulse that hit against the edge of his shoulder. It felt as if a wall of vibration rushed past him and hit Will where he'd been pushed with the cane. He didn't have time to wonder at it, because the man turned to face them with his eyes gleaming in the light.

"Now, as for you three..." One of the dogs let out a muted snarl and Stefan gave the broad head a stroke so the beast silenced. "You two, I know both of you. This jackass' brothers I believe yes?"

Paul and Simon backed away, Jason didn't. He wasn't staring at them or the man. He was staring at Will with growing horror. His coworker was starting to hold his hands out and stared at them in horror as the fingers thickened and darkened. His body was changing and growing so that the clothes were begin to tear along the edges of his shirt and the pants. He let out a rough noise and dropped down and Jason fought not to bolt as he saw the boy's ears starting to grow and lengthening. They lifted upwards and rose higher and higher in the air as they turned grey in the moonlight.

"SHEEP!" Jason forced his eyes back as Stefan hit Paul and then Simon with his cane. "That's what you both are. Blindly following him without a thought in your minds. Silly silly sheep.."

The sense of vibration rippled through the wind and it was followed with a sudden rough bray that erupted from where Will had been standing. He looked over as Will dropped down to all fours and his body started to grow larger inch by steady inch. The hooves clattered against the ground and suddenly he brayed out wildly as he threw his head up. His nose was lengthening and growing broader like a muzzle. The braying noises were accompanied with a rough bleating noise. He looked next to him to see Paul and Simon on the ground twisting and kicking out against the ground. They writhed and let out short bleats through human lips as they were changing.

"And you.." Stefan's voice made him gape at the man and his stomach turned with icy fear.

"Please! I.. I've never been here before!" He managed to stammer and stumbled backwards until one of the dogs stalked forward with a low growl.

"You son.. EEE-HAAAAW.. bitch.. HAAAAAW!!" Will's voice came tearing free as he swayed on four legs. His body was trembling as he stumbled forward. "Stop.. this.. EEE-EEE-EEE-HAAAAAAAW."

"Oh do be quiet, ass." Stefan grinned slightly and tilted his head to one side. "I think that you'll make quite the lovely jenny, though your brothers are better off as ewes. They aren't as stubborn."

"Don't do this to them! They're just stupid spoiled children..." Jason managed to speak and that didn't help things. The man's eyes returned to him and narrowed.

"And what does that make you? Why did you come here, mm?" The cane was lifted up and hovered just above Jason's chest.

"I.. I just wanted a friend." He stammered and felt the heat rush to his cheeks. "I just wanted to belong." At least it was honest.

"Ahh like my dogs.. Is that what you are? A dog?" The man grinned as one of the twin's let out baaaaaing noise and something thick, white and fluffy stumbled beside him. "Bark for me, boy. Bark for me."

"I don't want to!" Jason meant to say, but all that came out was a short sharp bark. He moved a hand up to press against his lips in shock.

"Ahh so you are a dog. A dog that just whines and whimpers and does whatever the pack leader does." Stefan grinned and looked down at the two shepherds that stood at either side of him. "I think, my fine lads, you deserve a reward. And you shall have it with this... dog."

The cane pushed firmly against his chest and this time there wasn't a feel of vibration to the side of him, but a sudden pulse that slammed into his torso. It shoved him back like some great hand as Will's grey body launched forward with a wild braying noise. Jason wasn't paying attention to the donkey, he wasn't paying attention to anything except the flow of electricity that ran through his body. He scrambled against the as he felt his body starting to twist and rock about. It made his eyes water as his clothing began to strain and twist around him as he writhed against the ground. He was changing, he was changing just as Will and the twins had changed.

His hands pressed down against the ground, and he watched in horror as his fingers started to shorten and the nails thickened and darkened into claws. Fur flowed along the back of his hand, a rich creamy white that ran upwards in a watery flow. He lifted his hand up just as paw pads formed against his palm and his thumb became shorter as it drew upwards to move high along his wrist. He cried out and dropped his hand back as his entire body felt as if it were being twisted and rocked about. His back started to change, his legs became shorter and the bones popped and cracked strangely. They realigned themselves to suit a different purpose then carrying a two legged person about. His shoes fell off as his feet became smaller and more paw like.

"Please.. please.. stop.." He whined out softly, his voice whimpering as sweetly as any dogs, but Stefan wasn't really paying attention to him. He was watching a grey blur as it trampled around the yard. The hooves clattered and clicked against the ground and two sheep were still shaking out of their clothes.

He squeezed his eyes shut and the world tilted wildly as his teeth started to change and grow sharper and longer. The long thick tongue licked out and ran along the length of his muzzle. His muzzle! He snapped his eyes open as a smooth white muzzle jutted out from his head. His ears lengthened and grew pointed on the tops of his head. The clothing that he had been wearing no longer fit right. It was loose and he had to tear at it with claws and paws to try and stumble free. It made him tremble and sway as he writhed against the ground and gave a firm kick with his forming hind legs. He resorted to backing out of his short so that he stood and swayed on four legs. A dog. He was a dog.

"HATI! SKOLL! HAI! After 'em boys!" Stephan's voice was sharp and Jason blinked as a black blur and tan blur launched forward barking wildly after the two sheep and the donkey that was kicking his hind legs out in the air.

"Ah there you are." The man grinned down at Jason and he crouched down with a scared whimper as the hand moved to rub behind his grown ears. "Watch now, my young pup, my boys are quite adept at herding."

Jason flinched while the fingers moved to caress along the back of his neck, but he didn't pull away. What else could the man do to him? The fingers gripped his scruff and massaged lightly while they teased the fur upright and then smoothed it back down again while he watched Hati and Skoll running across the ground. The dark one went for the donkey that had been Will. The big dog nipped at the bucking heels with short barks until he was able to turn the big grey beast to one side and he moved back and forth behind the kicking hooves to force the donkey to move in the direction he wanted it to. Will brayed and showed his teeth, but still the dog forced him to turn towards the fence line where Jason had heard the animals earlier.

The tan dog was darting back and forth with an easier time with the pair of sheep. The sharp teeth nipped the bleating wooly creatures as they moved and shoved against each other in terror. Their eyes rolled and showed white rims as they were crowded together and moved towards another section of the gate. The tan dog barked and yipped with his tail wagging wildly behind him. Paul and Simon looked terrified as they stumbled and were forced up against the fence. They bleated wildly and were answered by another baaing noise that came from the other side of the fence. He'd never seen anything like it, and despite sitting on all fours in the cold grass, he still couldn't quite believe it.

"Well now, we better see to your friends, hmm?" Stefan murmured and something wrapped around his neck.

The collar was secured with a firm click and before Jason could wiggle away, a leash tugged firmly against him and forced him up onto his feet. He whined and twisted back and forth to try and get away from the collar, but it was tugged a bit more firmly so he was forced to walk forward step by step. It was humiliating and awkward walking on all fours, but he managed it. He was a bit stiff legged as he was pulled to where the donkey was braying and stomping his hooves at the barking dog. The black form was a shadow that ran around the legs and would only run in when the donkey tried to bolt away. Then the creature ducked in and nipped roughly before darting away again so as to avoid the smashing hooves.

Jason tried yanking back again as they were brought in closer, but the man didn't let up on the leash. Stefan walked up and gave the dog a ruffle of his ears while Jason tried to dart away to the other side of the legs to get away from him. A tremor of fear ran along his spine while he fought not to cringe at the animal that was so close to him. The sight of the creature made it hard for him to breathe, hard for him to think. His world slowed down to the pounding of his own terrified heart and the knowledge he couldn't get free.

"An ass, exactly what you should be after all the trouble you've caused." Stefan drawled and unhooked the gate with a grin. "But I think that you're not just an ass, not tonight. Tonight we're going to teach you a lesson, m'lad. Hati!"

The black dog, Hati, stood up and lunged forward with a snap of those large jaws right behind the donkey's legs. Will brayed out and stumbled forward to get away, right towards the open gate. As the rough grey shape darted past, the man reached out and his fingers brushed right along the side of the donkey. They trailed upwards towards the haunches and stopped just along the tail that flicked rapidly back and forth.

"Jenny.." The man breathed out just as the last bit of the tail disappeared into the paddock. Will brayed angrily back at the man, but the sound was cut off with something like a squeal.

The donkey jerked his head up and stepped backwards with a rapid twisting of his head. Jason stepped forward slowly and suppressed a whimper. The sight of the odd looking head twists on the donkey were a bit funny, but the rolling eyes and the flashes of the whites signaled that the donkey didn't find it amusing at all. The donkey was not happy in the least little bit. The beast brayed and jerked his head down as if trying to look behind him. The body wasn't built that way, but Jason could see. Jason got a view, even in the darkness, of the swinging black sheath beneath the belly starting to melt away along the pale white belly. The skin twitched and jerked as it seemed to move backwards between the haunches.

Will brayed out again, the abrasive sound echoing over the pasture while he kicked his hind legs out. The trampling hooves thudded against the ground as Jason stood transfixed at flashes and glimpses of what he was seeing. He saw the tail dancing upwards and a flash of something that shouldn't have been there at all. Soft dark lips stood out against the pale white inner thighs and a hot scent assaulted his newly sensitive nose. He whined and pawed over his muzzle roughly to try and clear his nose from the scent. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was strong. He wasn't the only one scenting it.

"I think she'll get along with the boys out there. Perhaps she'll even make a new friend, mm?" The man glanced down towards Jason and he tried not to cringe. "Let's see about the twins. Hati! Come!"

A hot breath hit against the base of Jason's tail followed by a spill of cool air and he yelped out in protest. The big shepherd had been snuffling at him without him knowing about it. The large canine wagged his tail and crowded against his side as Stefan tugged the leash. Jason didn't fight this time, he couldn't fight against it as the leash tugged and pulled roughly enough that it bunched the skin of his neck upwards. Simon and Paul were forced up tight against a corner of the fence as the other dog, obviously Skoll, was barking and yelping while running back and forth. The big beast's tail was wagging eagerly behind him as he seemed to be having a fine time with the pair that he'd managed to corner. The black faces of the sheep looked wary as they kept their bodies pressed in close against one another and didn't look like they had plans to try and move.

A harsh cry jerked Jason's head back to the paddock before a grey shape launched itself into the orange glow of the flood lights. Will's ears were back on her head as she kicked her hind legs out desperately and started to squeal as the pounding of hooves came right behind her. Jason froze and his ears flattened down as he realized that it wasn't an invisible shape, but a dark rough coated donkey that was snuffling against her haunches. Will launched forward again and was illuminated beneath the lights as the dark form became clearer while the pale colored muzzle was busily nipping against one of her legs while she swung her hips around.

Oh god, that's not just one.. Jason froze as he saw another, a slightly smaller beast, sidling up to her backed up hind quarters and his head lifted to rub against her haunches.

"Ahh watching the show are we?" Stefan drawled out and Jason flinched before looking up at the man. "I think you'll do well to see the punishment for being a thoughtless ass."

Jason didn't want to see what was about to happen. The way the jacks were driving Will said a lot about what they were after. They weren't kicking or biting, not really, they were trying to get to her hind quarters. Their ears were high up on their heads while they snuffled and snorted to one another. Stefan gave a sharp word to one of his dogs and he was dragged to the patch of fence that Will was almost pushed up against. He dug his feet into the ground until furrows were torn up in the grass, but he was still put into position while the leash was tied off around one of the poles.

"Now, you enjoy the show. I'm sure Will will appreciate the audience." Will's harsh bray answered that with as much rage as a donkey could convey. "You'd be wise to pick one of them, jenny. They'll only get more persistent as they wait. Poor brothers, they've been so good for so long. With only each other to play with."

Jason swallowed, he stood so close to the fence that he could see the hooves hitting the ground just a foot away from him. The bigger of the jacks slipped in and nipped harder against Will's hind leg, roughly enough that she lifted it and tried to kick back against him. He was close enough that he could see the paler stomach on the big beast, and more then that, he could see the heavy dark inches swinging free as the jack pushed forward again. The blunt muzzle dipped itself down briefly, but moved back to avoid a kick. The jack peeled back his upper lip and started to suck in his breath harder and faster. The chest swelled and relaxed as he seemed to be rolling the scents around on his tongue with obvious enjoyment. It was sick! Sick and terrifying!

The beast dropped his head again, but Will had turned about so that she could try and snap at the offender, but the jack's brother was already trying his luck. The hooves hit the ground faster as Will twisted her body to one side and Jason saw one of her eyes rolling down to glare at him. The dog tried to make herself small and whine an apology, but the jenny didn't glare for long. She was too busy trying to get out from between the larger bodies of the male's that crowded her. They were eager, so eager. Jason's ears flushed hot red as she saw the heavy equine shafts flopping free, the thickness of the tips dragged them down to almost touch the ground as they started to firm up. They were huge, they were larger then anything should be on beasts that size!

A loud bleating noise caught Jason's attention and he turned to see two wooly shapes bolting into the pasture next to the donkeys'. Their hooves clattered as Hati and Skoll barked and snapped their teeth to make sure that they got where they were going. They kept pressed close together, despite the fact there were more white shapes in the pasture that they could have hidden amidst. Were they still male? They had to be, the man only seemed really angry at Will.

A loud broken squeal made Jason jerk backwards and he yanked back on the leash as suddenly a body crashed up against the fence. Will's head was dropped down to her knees and her lips spread open as she pushed her side against the poles. A hoof nearly swiped Jason's head as a darker shape pushed down over her back and the jack bit against her neck as he mounted her. The hooves were so close to him that he had to back as far as the leash would allow, but that brought his attention upwards to the sight of the massive girth swinging upwards and jabbing roughly against the pale grey haunches. Smears of darkness came from the tip as precum oozed out and Jason started to shake.

_He can't do this! This is rape! _ He screamed in his own mind while the jack's hips rocked and lunged forward.

Will stepped forward, as if she were trying to walk out from beneath him, but the big jack was all too happy to walk behind her and kept jabbing this way and that. Finally the tip slipped inwards and then up. Will's cry almost sounded human as the donkey pushed forward inch by inch. The girth was driving into the passage and forcing it to stretch open wider and wider. Jason dropped down onto his belly and his mouth went try as the impossibly thick girth seemed to never stop as it continued to drive forwards. Will's lips were peeled back and she lipped at the air with harsh noises as her body was violated by the beast, but she stopped walking forward. Her forelegs were pushed out in front of her so that she was leaning back into the first thrust.

The jack grunted and rolled his hips so that a flash of glistening flesh was seen before he plunged forward again. The forelegs hooked firmly on either side of the grey haunches and were used to pull the beast forward with each short buck. Will wasn't fighting or bucking, she was crying out, but why wasn't she fighting? She should be struggling and kicking the damned jack in the balls! Instead her eyes were closed and her ears were pinned flat to her head. Her body was shaking as the lunging thrusts rocked her forward so she had to continually push back against him. Will's eyes flashed open and looked wildly around as the jack started to drive forward harder so that wet squelching noises rang in the air. Jason crouched as far away as he could get from the scene.

The hot scent of equine hit his nose and he couldn't shake it out as the beast on his friend's back started to bite roughly against her neck. The wet foam coated against the fur and smeared it down as the beast bucked forward until every last inch of his cock was buried into the smaller jenny before pulling back again. Will brayed out wildly and her head shot up as the shortened thrusts built up one after another. Jason swallowed and his tongue felt dry in his long muzzle, but he couldn't tear his eyes away. Nor could he help the fact that his body was reacting. He didn't want to, he didn't want to find the sight arousing, he didn't even want to look, but he felt his cock starting to rub against the grass as it slipped free from the canine sheath.

I am not getting turned on by this... Jason's eyes widened as the jack suddenly bucked forward and Will's bray rose up into a squeal.

The creature held still and started to huff in short breaths while his body relaxed above the smaller female. Jason knew what was happening, even if he wanted to deny it. Will's head dropped and her lips peeled open as she panted shallowly and her eyes tilted to stare at him. Jason couldn't move at the mute entreaty in those eyes. They captured him and he didn't even look back as the jack stepped backwards. He didn't look away until Will's head jerked upwards and a wet splatter hit the ground. The former boy hobbled forward as wet thick semen oozed out of her violated folds and dribbled down to the ground. The jack's used shaft swung back and forth beneath him as he snuffled against her rump to inspect the damage.

"Enjoy the lesson?" Stefan's voice made Jason jerk with a yelp as the man had seemingly appeared out of no where. "I suppose this young jack ass is still going to be stubborn, let's hope that you aren't irredeemable, mm?"

The man unhooked the leash and gave it a tug so that Jason stumbled to his paws. His ears folded back at the rough laugh when he felt his hardened cock swinging under him. He couldn't hide it, not without clothes. He flinched and came to heel as the leash was pulled and tried to hunch his back so that his cock didn't bob about too much. As they stepped away a sudden bleating cry made him perk his ears up and turn towards the pasture he had been ignoring. A bucking sheep was trying to get out from under a heavy black ram. The wooly coat pushed down over the female as the hips gave a sudden forceful launch forward that drove the ewe to her knees as she let out a plaintive cry. The girth stabbed into her body with the harsh quick breeding that most sheep used.

Jason turned his eyes away with a hot flush that ran along his ears. At least he hadn't been turned into a farm animal. He wasn't a horse or donkey or goat or cow. Maybe that meant he wasn't going to be punished that way. And he was still male. It was obvious that he was new, the man must be just showing him these things so that he didn't make the same mistakes as the rest made. The thought made him lift his head up slightly while the short man gave a pull on the leash and pursed his lips to whistle for his two dogs. The wild bleating was left behind him, even though he knew that the ram must be taking another try, or perhaps going for the remaining 'brother'.

"I think we can leave your friends in those capable hands, don't you?" Stefan glanced down at him. "After all, they've pestered my farm animals in the past and it's about time that they get a bit of revenge. Ah.. especially will."

The man stopped and turned back, and Jason followed the look. The black and tan dogs trotted past them as Jason stared at Will as she was beneath the other jack. The plaintive cry that escaped the long muzzle brayed louder as she was taken again. Jason's sharp ears picked up the wet squelching noise as the jack plunged into the already violated passage just as eagerly as the first did. He winced and turned away miserably. He didn't want to leave them behind, but there was nothing he could do now. He could just hope that they wouldn't be too badly harmed. He could only hope that they would be released at the end of their ordeal. He felt like a coward as he walked beside Stefan to the farm house, escorted by one midnight black dog and one pale tan one.

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The farm house was immaculately clean and well tended. The furniture was antique and lovely looking, with all the polish that one might expect to see at an estate. There were book shelves everywhere he looked and the scent of cleaner abraded Jason's nose as he was led into the back door and pulled along through the living room and into a smaller room off the kitchen. The flooring was done in tile and a modern washer and dryer were placed up against one side of the wall. The other wall was taken up with a large series of shelves that were filled with normal cleaning agents. It was an ordinary room that only had one door that led in.

"I know, as much as I'd love for you to see the lovely house you've made such a mess of, I'm afraid the tour ends here." The man leaned down and unclipped the leash. "I have to clean up your mess, dog. Like I've had to clean up others. Your friends deserve their fate for their thoughtlessness, but perhaps you are redeemable."

Jason twitched his ears up and whined softly as he peered up at the man. He hadn't meant to cause any harm, after all. He'd only come along because he'd wanted to try his best to get out of his apartment and make friends.

"So, if you must act like a dog, then you shall be a dog." The man frowned and one finger touched the tip of Jason's nose. "You allow yourself to be led around like a bitch, let us see how you take to that life then."

The touch on his nose made him want to sneeze at it shocked him and tickled his sinus'. He flattened his ears and let out a soft whimper before jerking his head back and giving a rough shake of his head to try and get the tingling sensation away. Stefan stood up and with a sharp command the room was filled with Hati and Skoll. The pair of dogs crowded the place before the door was firmly shut revealing that there were several claw marks on the dark wood indicating the pair of shepherds had been placed here before. But that was the least of his worries, his nose was still tingling and he felt a stab of embarrassing desire that he had felt next to the fence line. With a whimper he backed up against the door and peered up at the handle. He didn't want to be locked away with a pair of dogs and a hard on.

He licked his lips nervously and tucked his hips down as close to the ground as he could get before dropping down on his belly. The pressure of his belly grew and he felt the warmth blossoming further out along his loins. Was that his punishment? To be forced to sit here aroused with two feral dogs staring at him blankly. He squirmed a little as the heat sank deeper and he became aware of the fact that an itch began to make him wriggle back and forth against the ground. It was an itch deep in his loins that made it hard to think. He growled softly and glared at the two dogs before dropping his head to peer beneath his belly anxiously.

He half expected to see his cock swinging free beneath him. He was prepared to see it swollen with need and pulsing with enforced desire, but that wasn't the hot lust that he was feeling. It wasn't the lust of a male, it was something else entirely. His stomach was rippling and the edges of the canine sheath that he had possessed was disappearing entirely. Instead, the lips were swelling and a spade shaped sex was forming between his legs where his balls had been. He could feel the shifting and rolling in his stomach that nearly made him sex as his body remade itself in answer to the touch of his nose. Bitch. The man had said bitch and it was into a bitch that he was becoming. The blood gorged his swollen spade until it looked too large between his legs and he whined out breathily. Not he, she whined out.

_Oh god... I'm not a bitch.. please. _ Tears pricked her eyes as she hunched against the door as far as she could get and tried to unsee what she was looking at.

A low growl brought her attention up before a dark black muzzle darted beneath her and a broad pink tongue spread out to lick right over the soft sex. It spread along the folds with a heat that was almost too much and she lost control of herself. Jason snarled and snapped at the head before throwing her weight to one side to get away from the dog. Hati lifted his head and wagged his tail back and forth as she got all four legs beneath her and started to back away as fast as she could get. Her ears flattened back on her head as the massive dog peered at her and took a step to follow her. She didn't want him to follow her! Oh god, that man had locked her up in here knowing that she was going to be a bitch and left her with his dogs. This was not an improvement over the others' situation. There wasn't enough room to run.

She took another step backwards, forgetting about the tan dog for the moment. That was a mistake. A cold nose pushed beneath her tail before hot breath started to puff against her. She twisted her head back just as a warm broad tongue pushed out to start licking against her swollen sex. She whimpered and froze as it pushed against the outer lips and separated them so that he could lick between them. She tried to jerk away, but her advance was cut off by Hati. The black dog sat back on his haunches and lolled out his long pink tongue in what looked like a canine grin. He was massive, and she couldn't see a way around him even if she wanted to.

Skoll's tongue started to work deeper between her folds and her stomach tensed up as it probed and touched places she should not have had. The flare of heat she had felt before turned into a bonfire so that her tongue lolled out and she started to pant shallowly. Her legs were shaking and she couldn't stop them. She couldn't get herself to move, even if she had wanted to. It felt horrifyingly good to feel the bathing tongue sweep over her achingly swollen sex. He found the places that itched and burned and soothed them away to the point that her tail swung to one side of her body. She dropped her head with a soft whine, but that only made her problem worse as she was small enough compared to the two brutes that her head was level with Hati's bottom chest.

Three inches if crimson violet cock was pushed out of the heavy sheath. The scoop shaped tip dribbled out clear precum as the hot raw scent of male musk flooded her nose. She couldn't get past it, and she wrinkled her lips back, but didn't look away as the throbbing spire just rested there. The beast was big, bigger then a normal dog, and she was roughly half their size give or take a few pounds. The shape of the tip made her realize that she was in more danger then just being forced to have a male fuck her. It could break her! Is that what Stefan had wanted? To break her?

Worst of all, the tongue was rubbing and teasing her outer lips so that the heat that she felt started to spike higher. It was hard to think when she felt it rubbing between her folds in a constant gentle probing that seemed to be examining her and soothing her all at once. She spread her haunches open wider and started to breath in short hard pants as the tongue plunged into her passage. Her walls strained open wide before clamping down around him. The muscles clenched and squeezed eagerly about him as she arched her back. She wanted more, she wanted to grind back against him, and only a slim part of her was able to hold to that part of her humanity. The hot tongue against her throbbing folds moved away and the tan head slipped up over her haunches before the chest crowded against her.

Jason broke free with a snarl before twisting her body around and snapping at Skoll with clicks of her teeth. Her ears flattened back against her head as her fur bristled along her shoulders. She was not going to do this! She was human! She could outsmart a pair of dogs or force them to leave her alone! She wasn't going to be fucked like a bitch!

Hati used her distraction to suddenly lunge forward. He didn't use his tongue on her or try to sniff her. Instead his weight smashed against her back and a pair of powerful forelegs hooked around the curve of her haunches. She yelped out and scrabbled with her paws against the ground as she was dragged backwards and his head pushed against the curve of her shoulder. She twisted and kicked wildly to try and get away, but he weighed more than she did and he was forcing her back. His brother dropped down onto his haunches with his tongue lolling out as if he were grinning that she'd been trapped. The black shepherd's hips jabbed forward wildly and she felt the swollen tip hitting up against her roughly and smearing wetness against her fur.

She twisted and tried to bite back at his muzzle in desperation to get out, but the dog finally dropped his haunches down so that he was crouching down to her level. The tip pushed right up against her folds and tapped along them. They jabbed and pushed until it slipped forward and spread the swollen outer lips open. Jason jerked forward and her eyes bulged before the beast lunged forward and a screeching yelp broke out of her throat. The glassy smooth cock slammed into her virginal body and stretched her passage open wide that she felt as if she were tearing. Hati's forelegs curled forward and gripped around her hips so that she was yanked back as he wildly threw his weight forward to claim her as his bitch.

Tears sprang up in her eyes as the dog pushed out of his sheath and directly into her. It hurt and made her writhe as he started to drive his hips back and forth into her passage. Her legs trembled while he rolled his hips forward in short savage thrusts. It hurt, it hurt badly enough that she was whining and yelping out. Skoll lunged forward and his long tongue started to stroke over her muzzle as if he were trying to comfort her. Hati's back was arched over her own as he pushed himself in and out of her heat swollen passage. The ache stayed for the first few thrusts, but it started to slip away as he rubbed and pushed along her in smooth motions that caressed and pulled along her body. It made her jerk forward slightly as his hot breath panted against her shoulder and she heard him whimper out softly.

The ache of being impaled on the too large girth slowly started to be chased away by a more disturbing feeling. The thickened cock was rubbing and caressing places she should not have had. They found each spot and rubbed through and over it until she started to whimper and squirm under the beasts grasp. Skoll licked along her face and nipped her neck so that she was nearly being pushed against the large tan colored shepherd. The weight of him helped hold her in place as she drew in the hot male musk that was flooding her muzzle. Despite herself, her body started to respond and clench around the canine cock that plunged inwards all the way to the point that thickest portion of the base rubbed along her outer lips before pulling back again.

The tip pushed so deep inside of her that she trembled, almost afraid that he'd manage to tear her, but the hips didn't press. She was pinned between the brothers while she felt Skoll's tongue bathing along her ears. Her hind legs splayed open wider and she locked them in place as the base of the black shepherd's cock pushed against her folds and ground itself up along them before pulling back. The tip stroked and caressed through her, chasing away every ache, every fear of being torn and rousing her body up to something akin to fever pitch. The switch nearly shocked her out of it, but it was hard to think as the tip forced it's way in and the base started to splay her folds open wider and wider. She felt her outer lips straining to wrap around it before he pulled back.

Skoll's broad chest held her in place as his brother claimed her. He didn't seem about to fight the black dog on it, instead he licked her and nosed her. The warm male scent did as much to fog her mind as the constant stimulation to her eager passage. The walls clamped down around the canine cock and squeezed him as his forelegs curled tighter against her belly. His hips were a blur that were pounding into her in ways that should have terrified her if she could have thought that far. Instead she just knew the need that was growing inside of her. She pushed her muzzle against Skoll's chest as he licked behind her ears and down along her neck hotly. She whined out her need as his brother started to put more and more pressure against his knot. He was forcing himself inside of her inch by inch.

Only the weight of the tan dog kept her from being pushed across the floor as the hips wrapped round her own and the knot sank against her folds. They splayed open wider and wider until she was nearly roused out of the haze of desire by the feel of her body about to tear open. With a final tug back she was pulled away from Skoll and yelped out in shock as the thickened base popped inside of her. Her walls strained open wide and she clamped around him hotly to lock him in place despite the fact that he continued to thrust. His heavy orbs slapped between her legs as the knot seemed to swell with each pulse of the crimson girth. Her body tensed up as the knot shoved and rubbed along a part of her she had never had a male.

Some part of her was flushed with humiliation, anger, frustration, and confusion. Some part of her tried to break free of it, but she couldn't. She let out a breathy whimper as her walls clamped down tight and started to milk eagerly around the too large cock locked inside of her. Hati's hips rocked a few more times before he shuddered to a stop and the tip pushed in deep inside of her. The first fiery hot splatter of canine cum spilled inside of her in hot watery ropes. It was followed by another, then another, they flooded her and filled her while she trembled and lowered her head down to almost touch the ground. She milked him, she squeezed and tried to get each drop out of the dog on her back as his weight rested against her. She wanted him...

Sometime later Hati let out a growling whine and pulled backwards. Jason had remained with her head down and trembling as the minutes ticked by and she was still tied to the dog. She tried to be humiliated, angry, embarrassed, horrified. She had struggled to claim those feelings, but the steady pulse inside of her had made it hard to feel. The scent of the canines surrounding her had kept her mellowed to the terror she had felt and only let her pay attention to the fact her body was throbbing in time with her own heart beat. When the knot pulled free she let out a soft whine of protest. The knot pulled and popped out with a lewd noise before the big shepherd backed away with his cock swinging beneath his belly. He twisted away from her and hunched down to start to clean it with his agile tongue, one of his ears cocked towards her.

Jason flicked her ears back and whined out before turning towards him. Her folds empty and clenching on nothing as she tried to edge back towards him. Her tongue lolled out a little bit as she snuffled at his shoulder and was rewarded by him turning his head back and licking her nose. The warm musky scent made her feel light headed and she inched downwards towards the shaft that hung heavy and full still on his haunches. She had forgotten about Skoll, despite the fact that the big dog was taking up a good portion of the room against the wall. He'd wandered over as she and Hati remained tied and she'd been left with nothing to concentrate on but her own body.

The moment she dropped her head down to curiously lick the tip of the spent cock a warm breath tickled the back of her legs and her awkwardly held tail. The cool nose pushed her tail up and a warm soothing tongue started to lick along her outer folds. It scooped up her own arousal and his brother's seed as Skoll started to work his tongue upwards and then inwards in gentle touches. With a whimper Jason turned her tail to one side so that he could push his tongue forward and started to slip it into her aching passage. She flicked her ears back and let out a breathy sound low in her throat as his tongue plunged in deeper and then she dropped her head to lick against the tip of Hati's cock. The salty-sweet taste spread of her tongue as she tried to clean him just as his brother was tending to her.

When the big dog slipped his head forward against her haunches as he had before, she didn't try to jerk her hips away. He nuzzled against her haunches lightly and his chest pressed against her before his weight slipped upwards and over her body. The powerful forepaws curled against her and she let out a soft eager whine. It was too hard to think with the heat, and the soothing scents that filled her nose chased away her fear. She wanted this, wanted it more then anything, the fear she had felt earlier was a distant dream as the tan shepherd licked the back her neck before his hips started to rock back and forth along her haunches.

When his slippery boned tip caught against her folds she only yelped out softly as he stretched her aching body. The ache was washed away as inch after thick inch plunged into her. The seed that Hati had filled her wet squelched out as his brother gave a short buck and started to thrust inside of her. Jason dropped her head and pushed backwards as the now familiar flush of need rose into her belly as it had with the black dog. She spread her haunches apart wide as the first sharp feral thrust rocked through her body. She only hoped that Hati had recovered enough by the time his brother was done. The thought should have terrified her, but with the glassy smooth shaft caressing inside of her, it was hard to think of anything but the aching swollen need of her body.

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Jason jerked away with a scream and kicked the covers as he twisted about on the bed. His eyes flashed open and he wildly looked around as the dream ended so suddenly that he was left panting and trembling. The remembered feel of a tongue and other parts in places he didn't have lingered as he stared around the familiar sights of his bed room and tried to get his mind to make sense of what was happening. It was slowing down to a crawl. It could only think of the last feel of the tongue as it plunged into his abused passage and soothed the aches away from a night of animalistic debauchery. A night that he hadn't struggled against..

Oh god.. It's a dream. It had to be a dream. He swallowed roughly and glanced down with a flush at the fact that his shaft was quite happily erect against his belly.

The wild dream had been one of himself and a pair of dogs. One tan and one black, and he had done things with them. His cheeks flared a hot red as he recalled where he'd placed his muzzle and what he'd done with it. It had been a desire so hot that it had been the most erotic experience in his life. He had licked and been licked, he had been pinned beneath them and whimpered for more. It had left his body aching, but he had still pressed for more. He had been wild with desire. He had been wild enough that the dream made him flush hotter as he recalled exactly what he did with them. The end of the dream had been even stranger. He had finally been forced to pass out, but it hadn't been alone. It had been nestled between a pair of massive bodies curled around him and their warm fur heating him. Their bodies tangled together until he had felt safe and well cared for.

Jason shook his head roughly back and forth to chase the last of the cobwebs away. It was harder then it sounded. It made him feel a bit dizzy as he moved his hands up to rub through his hair and turned about on the bed. He frowned a bit at the fact he'd gone to bed nude and then snorted. Will had probably managed to get him to drink last night at some point. He was just lucky he didn't have to work today. With a yawn and stretch he dropped his feet down to the ground and stood up to stretch his full length. But as he stood up a jingling noise stopped him and warm metal brushed against his bare lower neck.

With shaking fingers he lifted his hands up and felt around his neck. He found a rough leather collar wrapped around it and he tugged and struggled to pull at the material. With a low frustrated groan he gave up and turned to look at the mirror near his bed. His face was pale and he stared down at a collar that had been fastened around his neck. Fastened and held in place by a small silver padlock instead of buckles.

It wasn't a dream...

Jason managed to get showered and dressed in record time. His hands had been shaking as he pulled his clothes on, but that was more because when he'd showered he'd realized that more of last night wasn't a dream then he had wanted to admit too. It took him a while to get to his car then he'd planned, especially since the car had been left at the store because Will had driven. He had ended up hunting up for change for the public bus before he'd managed to snag a ride down town. He itched to call his friends, he itched to find out if it was all true or if he had made it up. His mind was more than happy to provide him memories with what had happened the night before. The images were anything but soothing. In fact, they were embarrassingly erotic.

Part of him stoutly refused to admit that he had done anything like that and enjoyed it. At least, that was his argument as the bus made the final two stops before the store. The only reason he managed to get off the bus at the right stop was because he was staring out of the window and counting down the buildings to distract him. His mind didn't want to be distracted, it wanted to linger on what he'd been doing last night in intimate detail. As the bus pulled to a close he reached up to finger the collar around his neck and fingered the padlock on it. He didn't have a key to unlock it..

As he stepped off the bus he felt a wave of relief at his familiar beat up Buick parked to one side of the building in all its rusted glory. It was still there. He'd been half afraid that something had happened to it while he'd been gone all night. The store had a habit of towing cars in the morning, but it was still there. He let out a sigh as he stopped his head long run for his car. He needed to know for sure. The collar told him it was true, but he had to know. He had to know what had happened last night. He needed to know if it was all real or some sort of drug or some horrible trick that Will was playing on him just to be an ass. He licked his lips a little bit and found them dry as he trotted across the lot and nearly ran headlong into a pair of girls who were making their way to the bus stop.

"Whoops, sorry." He grinned at the pair of girls who side stepped away from him. "Didn't see you there."

They stared at him mutely and he continued to smile, but they didn't do anything but stare. With a shrug he apologized to the pair and turned back to his car. He dug in his pocket and found his spare key, he hadn't been able to find his actual keys or the clothes he'd worn last night. As he picked up his pace to a trot he could have sworn he heard one of the girls behind him.

"Why did he turn all the way back?" A female voice hissed. "I wonder if Will escaped too?"

Jason froze and watched the pair of lovely blondes flag the bus to catch it. His hand remained poised to unlock his car as he stared after them. Paul and Simon?

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The house looked just as bad in the daylight as it had at night. The graffiti was all over the place and the vile words were written in tall sweeping letters. It made him wince as his ancient car edged onto the drive and pulled up towards the farm. He'd been willing to believe that last night was some sort of prank, but he knew it wasn't. This was just another bit of proof that it wasn't. The window that he'd smashed was boarded over and he could see that buckets of soapy water were resting on the front porch and several scrub brushes. It would take a single person days to try and get rid of all the writing, and even then he'd probably have to repaint the place. The man was owed an apology and someone needed to at least try to make things right by him.

_Fucking Will. I should have gone home last night. _ He gripped the wheel as he turned his car carefully onto the gravel clearing that marked the front of the garage.

He turned the car off and leaned his head forward with a deep breath. It was real, somehow last night really had happened. He wasn't sure why it was so important that he come back, but he had to. He had to have validation that it had really happened. The man that lived here was feared by most folks in town. They all looked at him warily, but they didn't mistreat him. He was held with a sort of respect as well. It was easy to see why now. If he was able to do something like this without more than a wave of his hand, what else could he do? That thought chilled Jason and he swallowed. They had been punished. Perhaps they had been punished ruthlessly, but what else could he have done? They could have been killed without a trace.

"Oh I don't know about that, I find killing handsome young men tends to leave me rather depressed." A male voice filtered in through the window that Jason had left lowered. He jerked and turned his head to see Stefan leaning against the garage and watching him.

"Oh.. uh.. Hi.." He managed to say weakly and flushed a bit.

In the daylight, the man was actually rather attractive looking in his own way. He wore a loose fitting blue shirt over a black tank top that hugged his upper body. He was older, but his body looked young and fit still. His pants were freshly ironed jeans that fit him tightly, but they showed signs of paint along the edges and some damp spots where he'd kneeled in something wet. Obviously Stefan had been working on getting house set to rights when Jason had rolled up to the house. It was only when he met the pale eyes that he felt a moment of shock at what he had first said. Jason hadn't been speaking to himself or even aloud.

"Fringe benefits. Get out of the car boy." Stefan snorted. "You're not going to get any answers staring at your steering wheel."

"Okay.." Jason flushed a bit, but opened the door to step out on the gravel and felt his own shabby appearance. "I just came by to say.. sorry. I mean, I'm sorry for your house and everything I did."

"Hoping that I'll unlock your collar?" Stefan's eyes narrowed a little bit. "I never did like a kiss ass who tried to get what he wanted, boy."

"No!" Jason lifted a hand to touch the collar and flushed harder. "I don't mind the collar, but I do owe you an apology and an offer to help clean up my mess. I know that you didn't deserve this. I don't have a lot of money and I know it'll need repainted..."

He stared at the house and felt a rush of despair. The house was huge, he didn't have enough money to pay for even a bucket of paint, let alone painters to work on it. He could paint it himself, but he didn't know how. His heart sank and he sighed a little bit.

"I can give you what money I have, sir. That's all I can do. I just.. had to come see you myself." He finished lamely.

Stefan stared at him wordlessly, a small smile playing along the edges of his lips. "Come walk with me, lad. I was just taking a bit of a walk and I think I like you. Despite the company you chose to keep."

"I don't have many friends. Sometimes it's hard to find the right sort when you're scraping the bottom of the bucket." Jason admitted and fell into step as the man pushed away from the garage and started to walk towards the house.

"Perhaps, but there's always other options." The man turned his head as the walked and smiled a touch. "So you like the collar, boy?"

"I.. I think so.." He reached up to touch the tag and the heat rushed to his face. "I don't know why, I just like it. Though I couldn't read the tag."

"I'd be shocked if you could. Not exactly the best place is it?" Stefan turned towards the porch and stretched as he looked about. "I liked you last night, actually. Not often that I'm surprised and you managed to do that-"

Whatever words Stefan had been about to say were lost at a sudden eruption of barks and two furred bodies that launched themselves from the bowels of the house. Jason barely had time to scramble backwards as the man dodged to one side as Hati and Skoll bounded down the stairs and aimed themselves at him. He felt a moment of terror at the flash of white fangs in the broad muzzles, but it was lost Skoll jumped up and licked at his face and Hati followed his brother. He was suddenly dropped under two large furred bodies that were licking and pawing at him as he struggled to get his hand up and over his face. A hot wet tongue stroked over his cheek and a cold nose shoved right against his belly as laughter bubbled up.

"HATI! SKOLL!!" Stefan's voice was sharp and the pair lifted their head to regard him with tongues lolling out and smiles on their canine faces. "Good lord, the pair of you. Never forget a bitch eh?"

"Mmph, stop that.." Jason flushed as a tongue licked over his cheek again and he realized what Stefan had said.

"You'll have to forgive them. We're isolated out here and they don't get much sport." The man's eyes turned to his dogs and chuckled. "Anyway, as I was saying before the boys interrupted. You surprised me last night. For more then one reason. My address is on your collar. I propose that we do an exchange of services. You serve me to pay off your debt, at first, and afterwards I promise to teach you a few of my tricks."

"Serve you.." Jason blinked slightly as one of the dogs shoved against him. His cheeks burned at the familiar warm musky scent.

"Yes, serve me. Help me take care of my house, work on the farm, clean up your mess." Stefan's grin grew a bit more, "Take care of the dogs as you did last night. In exchange I'll teach you everything I know and what I do. As long as you wear that collar you will be mine as much as Hati and Skoll are, and I will take care of you in turn."

"Take care of the dogs?" He glanced at the canines who were trying to get as his face to lick. Their boisterous greeting making the memories roll back into his mind with a vengeance. "You mean.."

"Oh yes, they quite like you and I have no objection if you want to frolic with them on all fours when you're not doing regular work." The man grinned and flashed his teeth. "Just as long as you aren't keeping me up all night whining. And you'll get a fine room and house here in exchange."

"I.." He swallowed and he couldn't stop blushing. His heart beat was pounding in his ears. Learn to become respected, powerful and.. He looked at the dogs and felt his stomach do a strange flip flop. "I would like that.."

"Ah-ah.. I would like that.. what?" Stefan quirked a brow up and Jason managed a shy smile.

"I would like that Master." He responded and was rewarded with a broad smile on his Master's face.

"Good, why don't you take these two inside, mm? I have a bit of other work to tend to at the moment." The man gave a wave of his hand and Jason stumbled to his feet.

"Inside, you mean...?" He trailed off Stefan stepped off the front porch and chuckled.

"Go on, off with you!" The hand gave a wave before and Jason felt a sudden pressure hit against his chest as he stumbled back.

The familiar roll of the change from last night hit him as the dogs danced about him. He knew he should have been terrified, upset, angry, embarrassed or any number of things. But as his fingers curled and his nails hardened into claws all he felt was a flash of red hot desire that flared to life just as it had the night before. He would go and tend to the dogs, happily, joyfully. As he leaned forward and the change began to take hold of him and slip him into the same shape as the night before watched as Stefan walked across the lot and towards the fence line that they'd been at last night.

On the other side of the fence a jenny was standing splay legged and her head was held down as a powerful form loomed over her. The brown draft horse's hips were busily at work as she weakly brayed out and locked her legs in place. It looked as if Will still had his lesson to learn. Jason lolled his tongue out in a canine smile as he dropped to all fours. Hati and Skoll nipped at his heels and the tan dog play bowed to him.... Her as her body flushed hot with the familiar hormones from the night before. Hopefully Will learned her place, for now, she wanted to see if she could coax one of them into letting her use her muzzle on them. With a wag of her tail she turned and trotted into the house. Her collar jingling away as the massive dogs followed behind. Perhaps she'd figured out what she wanted to do with her life after all, strange as it was..