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"Romeo, come!" Dave tugged on the leash of his husky, Romeo, jerking the dog back to his feet. Romeo returned, with an anxious look in his mismatched eyes, and his tail wagging so hard it caused his whole back half to move. "Remind me to put you outback for some exercise when we get home, you're being ridiculous."

It was a nice morning Saturday morning in early spring, and Dave had decided to take his dog with him while he went looking around garage sales. It was a typical event for this owner on an antiques store. After all "You never know when you'll find the next Rembrant at a yard sale," as he always told his wife, Cindy. Cindy lacked his love for antiques, but still helped out at the shop on the weekends so her husband could search for new pieces to add to their shelves.

Thus far, today seemed like a flop. Romeo was getting too worked up, the day was winding down and the yard sales seemed to be turning up nothing more than broken roller skates and tattered mattresses. As Dave put down stained coffee pot he had absentmindedly been looking at and turned to head back to his car, Romeo tugged at his leash, yanking it out of Dave's hand, and running off.

"ROMEO!" Dave yelled, chasing the dog down the street. The clicking of the dog's claws on the pavement was only matched by the slapping of Dave's sandals following close behind. As Dave rounded a corner that Romeo disappeared behind, he quickly came to a stop, seeing his beloved dog sitting happily at the end of a driveway, tail wagging and looking over his shoulder at his master.

"Romeo...you...bastard..." Dave panted. He snatched up the dog's collar, about to walk off and lead the dog back to the car, until he noticed that Romeo had led him to another, much smaller garage sale. "What the hell, why not?" He asked himself, finally catching his breath. He strode up the driveway, Romeo following close by his side, not realizing that every step led him closer and closer to a future neither of them could imagine.

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The day had proven mostly a waste of his time. Dave turned his classic Chevy into his neighborhood and headed towards his house. Romeo laid in the back seat, cleaning himself. A quick glance in the rear view mirror provided Dave with a glance of Romeo's unsheathed erection, pink and glistening with the moister or the dog's tongue. "No shame, eh buddy?" Dave joked, as he returned his eyes back to the road. In the passenger seat next to him was his only find of the day: An ancient book, it's cover bound in leather and lacking a title, and all the words held within its pages written in Latin.

As Dave approached his house, he noticed another strange car parked outside his neighbor's house. "Looks like Miss Juliet is at it again, boy," Dave sighed. Every day a random strange car would show up, stay for a few hours, and then drive off just as mysteriously. It was obvious to all in the neighborhood that Miss Juliet's suitors were, in fact, he customers. The leather outfits seen on these men, the rashes on their wrists and whip marks on their backs, they all spoke volumes: Miss Juliet, Dave's neighbor, was a professional dominatrix.

Just as Dave pulled into the driveway, Miss Juliet's most recent customer was emerging from her house, a leather harness about his chest, his nipples, freshly pierced, leaking a trickle of blood. He glanced up at Dave for only a moment, before casting his eyes downward and making a beeline straight to his car. The man hopped in, shut the door, and drove off.

The sound of the car being turned off, and Dave's door opening, drove Romeo crazy. The husky began to get excited, barking and running around in the back of the Chevy. Dave let out a heavy sigh and opened the door, letting the husky run free. Now that they were home, he knew Romeo would run straight do the door. Right on cue, Romeo headed to the front door, scratching, jumping and barking, waiting for his master to let him in.

"Just hold your horses, Ro," Dave grumbled as he made his way to the other side of the car, retrieving the book from the passenger's seat. The book felt heavier in his hand than he recalled, remarkably heavy, in fact, for a book its size. Dave mentally noted the weight, determined to investigate the reason for it. He tucked the book under his arm and made his way to the door. The closer he got, the more the husky acted out. His barks were getting the attention of the neighbors. Mostly, it was disappointed glances out the windows, or the odd yelling of "Keep that mutt quiet!"

"Looks like you're getting us in trouble again, boy. We really need to get you into obedient training...and cut those balls off." Dave fumbled through his pocket for his house keys. Once the door was unlocked and opened, Romeo rushed in and began bounding around the house like a puppy with far too much energy. "Oh no," Dave muttered, setting the book, and his keys, on the table in the foyer, "You're going outside!"

Dave opened the back and called Romeo. The dog, however, had other ideas, and continued to run about the house. At one point he grabbed one of the couch pillows and started chewing on it. "Ugh, Cindy is going to kill me," Dave muttered, walking over to the dog. He grabbed the pillow in one hand, while smacking Romeo in the snout with the other. "You're being a very naughty boy!" Romeo whimpered, immediately dropping the pillow, and put his tail between his legs, his head and ear sagging. "Out! Now!" Dave ordered, his hand pointing to the opened back door. Romeo complied, slinking his way outside, while Dave shut the door behind him.

"Finally," He sighed, turning, now, to the foyer. He grabbed the book from the table and flipped through it, trying to make sense of the words on the pages. "Latin...I think," he grumbled to himself. Having no idea how to read the language added to his frustration. What was this book? Would it make him any money? It had to, right? And why was it so heavy? Heavy! He had forgotten about that part! Again, his fingers ran through the pages. There really seemed to nothing special about them, other than the fact that they were so old yet held together so well.

He had successfully searched through all the pages, cover to cover, without finding anything out of the usual. Out of frustration, his fingers grabbed the back cover and moved to shut the book. At first, the cover slipped from his grasp. Much heavier than he was expecting. "Of course!" he whispered to himself. There must have been something hidden within the cover! Maybe, whatever it was, could prove to be worth some money after all.

Dave ran to the kitchen, searching through the drawers to find a knife he could use to cut open to cover, without bringing too much damage to the book, just in case. While Dave was busy searching for a knife, he didn't hear his front door open, then quietly close again. He didn't hear the extra person in the house sneaking up behind him. He heard nothing at all, until it was too late.

With speed and accuracy, a pair of hands quickly moved up and slipped around his eyes. There was a voice, which came from behind him, so close he could feel the hot breath on his neck and cheek. "You should be more careful about not locking your door," came the low, soft whisper.

Dave's finger tightened around the handle of the knife that he had been looking for in the drawer, his muscles tightening ever so slightly, and then relaxing once more. "Cindy," he sighed heavily "You startled me." He turned around, breaking from her weak grip, and embraced his wife, sliding his arms about her waist, and pulling her in close. He petite frame only came up to his chin. He placed a kiss on her soft, brown hair, then broke the embrace. "How was work, love?"

"Work was ok," She whispered, before turning to set her purse down on the counter. "Sold the old stature that sat in the front. Only took 5 years. I told you we shouldn't have bought it."

"But you sold it, so in the end, I was right," Dave chuckled.

"Yeah well, if it wasn't do me it would still be sitting there, wouldn't it?" She stuck her tongue out, then made her way from the kitchen. "Anyway, sweetie, I need to go take a shower. It smells like dust and old things in that shop." Cindy wrinkled her nose cutey as she said this. She always reminded Dave of a little rabbit. The thought of her dressed up as a bunny, with whisker, a little tail, and cute long ears, mad him chuckle a little, yet also made his loins tingle, and even gave him a slight erection. "And Davie," she called out over her shoulder as she began to make her way up the stair. "Let the dog in, he's making such a noise out there, and our neighbors are starting to complain." And without another word, Cindy made her way up stairs and vanished.

"Damnit, Romeo," Dave huffed, as he set the knife on the table and made his way to the back door. He threw open the door and hollered for Romeo. Before long, the door rushed in through the door, knocking him over, and jumping onto the couch. "RO!" Dave screamed as he scrambled back to his feet. He went over to the couch to kick the dog off, but finally sighed in frustration as he noticed the dog had curled up and gone back to licking its testicles. "Just...stay there and calm the fuck down." Dave finally turned and returned to the book on the table.

Picking up the knife, and with the skill of a surgeon, Dave began to gently cut beneath the inner lining of the cover, separating it from the rest of the cover. He went slowly and methodically, taking care not to ruin neither the lining nor the cover. After several minutes he had removed the lining, revealing what appeared to be a small flap in the cover itself. Dave set down the knife, took a deep breath, and slowly lifted the flap.

As the flap opened, what he saw made him shake just a little bit. His hands, now trembling ever so slightly, moved to delicately pick up what appeared to be a pristine gold coin. No...This was no coin. There was a hole on the top. This was a charm for a necklace. A medallion. This medallion appeared to be older than the book it was in, yet at the same time almost appeared to be brand new. There were no dings or dents in the soft metal. There was simply a small engraving. One side held a swirl, possibly representing a whirlwind or tornado, the other side held what appeared to be waves. The symbols didn't seem to be of a Latin origin. So why was this medallion in a book filled with Latin writings?

He turned the medallion over in his hands a few more times, as if searching for something he missed, before finally setting it back down on the table; his hands now went back to exploring the pages of the book that lay before him. He continued to flip through the pages until finally, he landed on one that stood out to him. It, like all the others, was a yellowed page with words scribbled by hand in an ancient ink. This page, however, was mostly blank, save for one small word: Ligo.

"Weird," Dave thought out loud. "A whole page for a single word. I wonder why?" He let the tip of his finger trace the word once or twice. He could feel the indentations in the page from where the word was first scribed, so long ago. His hand moved to pick up the medallion, turning it over a few more times. "What are you doing in this book?" His words were soft. "And why a whole page just for the word 'Ligo'?"

There was a loud bark, causing him to drop the medallion. Unseen by Dave, the medallion landed on the page, the markings on the medallion glowing softly, as well as the single word on the page. "Christ, Romeo, you scared me half to death! What the crap is your problem, anyway?" He rose and headed toward the couch, but before he could reach his dog, there was a call from upstairs.

"Davie, hun, could you come up stairs for a moment?"

"Yeah, Cin, be right there." Dave glared at Romeo for a moment and whispered "Why are you always so naughty?" Without another word, Dave turned and ran up the stairs, leaving the dog behind.

The medallion continued to glow on the page of the book. The word that was on the page, however, had vanished. There was a soft humming from the medallion that caught Romeo's attention. The dog rose from the couch and made his way over to the table, drawn by the weird sound; he hopped up on the chair Dave was sitting in, and placed his paws on the table. With a whimper at being so close to this strange noise, Romeo pushed his head forward, sniffing at the medallion. The closer he got, the brighter it glowed, and the more curious he got. Romeo pushed forward one final time, his nose bumping into the medallion.

Half an hour had passed since Dave first went upstairs. He came down with his shirt off, and only his boxers on, with a new spring in his step. As he reached the bottom of the steps, the song he was whistling came to an end, and he made his way back to his chair. "Romeo!" He called. "Here boy! Come here!" No response. "Ro?" Still nothing. "Must've finally worn himself out," he chuckled to himself, and finally sat back down in the chair.

His eyes moved towards the page. The word that was once scribed on the page was gone, and the only thing that remained was the medallion. Slowly, he reached for the medallion, his eyes seeming transfixed on it. His fingers moved closer and close to the medallion. They were just within reach of the medallion when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Ugh. What now?" Dave rose from his chair and headed towards the door, his eyes scanning the house as he went, seeing if he could spot Romeo. "Damned dog usually wakes up when someone knocks." He approached the door and looked through the peephole.

There he saw here: In her black, high heeled boots she stood almost six foot tall. He blond hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail on the top of her head, that tumbled down to just past her shoulders. Her massive breasts, at least a GG cup, were barely contained by the short leather dress that clung to her body like a second skin. Her hands, clad in elbow length black leather gloves, ran smoothly over her body and over her breasts as she waited for the door to be answer. Every time he cast his eyes upon her, he gained a massive erection.

He quickly unlocked and opened the door. "M-Miss Juliet...W-What are you doing here?" He tripped over his own words as he was pushed lightly aside by the crop in Miss Juliet's hand. She let herself in and walked to the kitchen, making herself home, and grabbing a cup of water. "My wife...Cin...Cindy is upstairs, Miss Juliet" He managed to spit out.

"Oh this wont take long, Davie-boy," her voice, rolling ever so sweetly from her crimson lips, was soft, yet strong. "I just came to talk to you about that mutt of yours." She took a sip from her water, a drop of it slipping from the side of her mouth, rolling down her chin, and dropping off, landing between her breasts.

For a moment, all Dave could do was stare at that drop of water, envying it. Oh what he wouldn't give to bury his face in her giant, soft mounds of love. "Y...Yes, Romeo...I'm sorry if he's been bothering you. He...He's just full of energy...Once I neuter him...."

"Romeo? Is that his name?" She leaned forward, giving him a better view of her soft breasts, which seemed to somehow defy gravity. "Was your Miss Juliet on your mind when you named him? Hmmm?" She shook her head and stood back up, noticing how transfixed he now was on her breasts. "No matter. You better get that dog neutered soon. Lucky for you my client left before you returned home, but in the future if he ever disturbs my sessions, I will be forced to take matters into my own hands. Is that understood?" There was no response. Dave could not take his eyes from her body. There was a loud slap as she smacked her crop against the counter. "I said, is that understood?"

Dave nodded silently.

"Good. Now where is the mutt, anyway? Usually he's out here barking up a storm." She pushed past the normally very outspoken man, and began to search around his house.

"I-I think he's off sleeping somewhere. H-He's been very active today and must've worn himself out." The man followed her around, almost obediently. As they moved he called out Romeo's name, until Miss Juliet came to a stop in front of the table.

Her eyes scanned the table, falling over the book, and then moving across the page until they fell upon the medallion that lay upon it. "What's this, hmm?" Her voice was sultry. "A new dog tag? Kind of gaudy for that mutt, don't you think?"

"W-What? N-No that's not-"

"Something this pretty belongs with someone pretty enough for it. Wouldn't you agree?" Without another word, she reached her hand forward. As she moved her hand closer, the gold piece seemed to shimmer and hum, entrancing her. Her fingers drew closer and closer, the humming growing louder with each passing inch. Time seemed to pass in slow motion, as her finger tips brushed against the warm metal. Her eyes suddenly grew very large, the expression on her face froze in that of surprise.

It all happened right before Dave's eyes. It began, first, with Miss Juliet's eyes. Her once chocolate brown eyes began to lighten. Brown, caramel, hazel, gray. From a light gray, they took on an ice blue hue. Dave couldn't believe it...her eyes looked just like Romeo's at this point.

That wasn't the only change that took place. Her color seems to slowly change as well. Her skin went from it's pale color, to a mixture of grays and whites. The peachfuzz that once so cutely adorned her body seemed to crow longer, thicker, and it, too, changed color to grays and whites. As her fur grew, so, it seems, did her mouth, nose and chin. They seemed to stretch out, forming a muzzle shape with a wet nose, all this covered in the same fur than now covered her body.

Her ears seemed to melt into her head, only to be replaced by more pointed ears on the top of her head. Her eyes seemed to light up now, as she felt an amazing, pleasurable pressure stemming from her chest. Dave and Miss Juliet both seemed to look down at the same time, just in time to notice her leather dress being stretched past its limit by her now expanding breasts. The first thing to break through the black material were the piercings through her giant nipples. Soon, the rest of the top of her dress gave way to the ever growing load, and burst open, revealing her now much larger breasts, covered in the same fur that covered the rest of her body.

Once her breasts stopped growing, she felt a new pleasure. It was a warm, tingling sensation between her legs. The warm sensation caused her to moan softly, and even let out a small whimper as her long tongue slipped from her freshly grown canine teeth.

Miss Juliet laid her ears down, tilted her head back, and let out a soft howl. The tingling feeling turned into a feeling of pure pleasure. It felt like the best orgasm she had ever had in her life. She was blind, right now, to the pressure she should have been feeling, both front and back. Dave, however, could see the whole thing. He noticed a bulge forming in the back of her dress, just above her perfect, round ass. The sight of her ass wrapped in the leather was already enough for a bulge to grow in his own pants, but for some reason, the whole sight of what was happening was enough to make him weak at the knees.

With his new-found weakness, Dave fell to the ground, a moist spot showing through his boxers, and just a bit of fresh cum trickling down his leg. Now on his knees, Dave was face to face with her perfect ass. In her state of perpetual orgasm, Miss Juliet leaned forward, pressing her ass directly into Dave's face. His eyes grew wide, before fluttering closed. He pressed his face into her perfect, soft ass, giving it a soft kiss. He was lost in this world of ecstasy, taken away by the soft supple leather on his face, and the scent of her love mixed with leather that filled his nose. He felt like nothing could pull him from this feeling, until he noticed his chin being tickled by something. Something...Furry?

Dave looked down, puzzled by what may be tickling him. He should have been surprised by what he saw...He should have been surprised by the whole thing...But he wasn't. A curled, furry tail had grown from her back, curled up under the dress, and came out from below it. It was distinctively a husky tail. Even more so, this tail carried a strange marking that he had only seen once on a husky: Two white and one black spots. The only time he had ever seen that on the tail of a husky was on Romeo.

Dave fell on his ass and scooted backward, watching as she continued to change. What he didn't see was the other side of her, that cause of the burning between her legs up front. Behind the leather, her vagina seemed to twist and burn. To her, it felt as though it began to get more and more shallow, before feeling as though it closed all together. Then, a feeling of swelling as a small lump began to grow from between her legs. It grew larger and larger, until it had formed into a perfect husky sack. The burning and pressure, however, was not complete. There was a new feeling now, as something else grew, forming another bulge in the front of her dress. The pressure was too much to bear, and she reached up with her furry fingers and unzipped her black dress.

The dress fell to the floor, where it was kicked backwards, landing in Dave's face. He pulled away the dress to see a completely new creature standing before him.

What was once his neighbor, had now combined with what was once his dog. The new creature stood before him in all her beautiful. She had been everything he had read about on those furry websites. A beautiful woman, with large breasts, covered in the soft fur of his husky. The fur he used to love to pet. Her face had been twisted and transformed. Not quite human, not quite animal, she held the perfect features of each, adding to her stunning beauty. He long blond hair still cascaded down her body, though now...Now it rested over her gray and white frame. He breasts, once a G, were now a KK, coming adorned only by the soft white fur, and two silver piercings.

He felt his erection grow once more as his eyes traveled down her perfect, athletic build. Her tail wagged ever so slightly as her tongue, now longer and flatter than before, slowly traced its way over her lips and muzzle. One his eyes reached her pelvic region, he noticed the new changes. Where once she had had a swollen, wet vagina, hungry for any man or woman she came across, there was now a set of large, furry testicles, and, just above the testicles, there was a soft, white sheath. His eyes stayed transfixed on her sheath for just a few moments, before once more traveling downward, over her beautiful legs, which ended in her high heeled boots.

"Like what you see?" Her voice was still as sultry as ever, and he found it slightly more arousing. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. Her eyes moved down between his legs. She saw the bulge in his boxers. She also noticed the moist spot, and the cum that had trickled down his leg. "Someone has been a very naughty boy," she whispered. "You must be punished."

Without another word, she turned and walked towards the door. He watched her perfect, round ass and slightly curled tail sway as she walked, his eyes transfixed. Once she reached the foyer, she grabbed Romeo's leash from the counter, and tuned on her heels. With leash in hand, and her ice blue eyes gazing directly into Dave's, she began to move forward. Her sheath seemed to slowly come to life with each step. The closer she got, the more the the soft, pink flesh of her newly acquired cock came into sight.

With her erection ever growing, and a leash in her hand, Dave new his life was about to change forever. He still could find no words. He watched, with a hopeless fear, as his new master drew ever nearer.