(Teaser)Pump-up Pups: Tail-wagging Workout
Teaser for my latest release on PATREON. Go there for the full story.
Melissa joins a new exercise class at her gym, run by visiting instructor, Milio Muscles Gadura, who’s all the rage with the women at the gym. He’s handsome, friendly, fit, and seductive. Melissa finds herself in Milio’s sights as the other women in class gradually become more like muscled up slutty bitches hanging on Milio’s every word. It’s not long before things get weirder and Melissa finds herself changing into a horny werebitch herself, tail wagging for Milio’s rocket and a hot sweaty workout.
An Eiji Otaka Creation
Elusive Friendly Yeenwolf Writer
Corrupted Transformation Architect
I’m not sure this is what they meant when they say “Sweating like a dog.”
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Melissa got home and fixed herself a healthy smoothie, then decided to turn in for the night. Her dreams that night were strange. Milio kept appearing. He kept smiling and flexing. Melissa could smell the same scent that had filled the air in the classroom. Milio's scent. It smelled so good and so enticing to her. He kept calling her, and she could feel his body pressed against her. His cock, big, hard, and hot, and it made her ache. She wanted to feel it inside her, to have it fill her. She momentarily woke up with her pussy aching, and she couldn't stop thinking about Milio, his muscles, and his cock. The arousing dreams continued as her subconscious replayed his silky voice in her head.
A few miles away, Emma was huffing and sweating naked in her sleep. The young woman had been wearing the PuP sweatband on her wrist, and she had even worn it to sleep. Dark veins pulsed on her skin around the band as the infectious canine sweat soaked into her and spread its corruption through her limb. Her arm twitched, growing hairs across her skin, becoming muscled and sweaty while she slept. Her forearm swelled to the point that the sweatband pressed deeply into the veins on her wrist. Lost in her aroused sleep, she was unaware of her arm growing into a hairy muscled hybridized canine limb. It was disproportionate to her petite frame and the muscles beneath the sweatband had swollen to the point that the fabric was embedded into the thick growing fur. The scent in her bedroom grew stronger, the musk of her pussy and sweat filling the air. Just like Melissa, her dreams were filled with images of Milio, his muscles and most of all his cock, but much more vivid. The thought of his scent while she breathed in her own was sending her into a nocturnal heat. Her perspiring veiny hand writhed and twitched as the skin darkened, damp fur spreading over her knuckles. Her fingers swelled as her nails grew out into dull claws as dark pads plumped out of her palm and fingertips. She instinctively moved her muscled paw-like hand to dig her fingers in her wet folds, moaning in her sleep as her pussy throbbed wetly with her canine heat. Her other still human hand reached up and rubbed her breast. The stimulated supple flesh sent soothing pleasure through her that kept her in slumber. Her bestial fingers dug deeper into her exposed pussy, the hairy folds squelching around her fingers. She paused for just a moment to clumsily tear away the blanket that covered her lower half before she slid her bestial hand back to her snatch and plunged two thick clawed fingers deeper inside. She pumped them in and out, groaning as she did, her juices dripped from her padded fingers and soaked her sheets.
Emma's bestial hand continued to move in her sleep, plunging two thick fingers in and out of her dripping wet snatch, the sounds of her fingers pumping into her filling her ears. The sensation was incredible. The feel of her pussy being stretched and stimulated by her bestial hand sent a jolt of pleasure that shot through her body. She arched her back, and her hips bucked against her bestial fingers. Her pussy was so hot, and wet, and she could feel her juices dripping from her fingers and staining the sheets. She groaned as she continued to fingerfuck herself, her bestial fingers moving in and out of her, her pussy walls squeezing tightly around her digits. The sensation of her own fingers plunging in and out of her was incredible. She couldn't help but whimper as she felt the pleasure build and build, her pussy walls clamping around her fingers in the need the canine infection and feverish dream brought her.
The next room over, her roommate, Ashley, had been wearing the PuP sweatband on her head and like Emma, went to sleep wearing it. Dark veins pulsed on her forehead as Milio's alpha canine sweat soaked into her. The close proximity to her brain left it susceptible to the weredog corruption as the material on her skin seeped into her pores. She tossed and turned as her mind was flooded, gasping and groaning through sharpened teeth as the canine sweat soaked into her. Her teeth grit and sharpened as drool poured down her chin. Lips started to darken as her ears took on hairy points. Ashley's mind was being corrupted and subsumed with muscle pup priorities, desires, and thoughts, and her body writhed in the throes of the dream that was flooding her with the same. The scent of wet dog filled her nostrils, the smell of her own canine musk, and the sound of her panting and moaning filled the air. She kicked and writhed, her muscles growing, and toning. Her body writhed and twisted, her limbs tensing, her hips rolling, her ass clenching, and her tits jiggling as they swelled and filled, nipples getting thicker, and perking up, hardening. Her eyes opened glowing amber and snarled awake in a feral trance. Her tongue hung out her mouth as it lengthened, and flattened into an animal's. Her spine popped and shifted, and she curled her body down as the appendage lengthened and a small tail grew from her coccyx. Her bestial hands tore her underwear off and let the musk of her wet canine heat hit her nostrils. Her glowing canine eyes stared curiously at her hairy dark pussy, quivering folds like a soaked soft leather. She watched as the wet lips swelled and slowly pressed together into a dark spade with a purplish red clit at the point in a corrupted amalgamation of human and canid that oozed the musky juices of a transforming human female going into doggy heat. The scent reassured her entranced feral mind that this is how her pussy should be. Without thought she curled down, spine popping as she brought her fuzzy face to her needy weredog pussy and started licking it. The taste sent a wave of doggy desire through her that had her hips buck against her face.
As her tongue and lips slurped at her spade, her body continued to transform, her feet elongating and widening as her heel bones cracked and lengthened, stretching the arches of her feet. She moaned and growled, her body wracked with the canine lust and heat that the weredog magic in Milio's sweat brought her. She was in a state of pure ecstasy, her mind a slave to the primal lust, her body responding to the magic and the changes. Her tongue worked her wet spade and her mind was full of Milio. His cock, his muscles, and his scent. She needed him. She needed him inside her, fucking her, filling her, making her a pumped-up pup, and then having his. The taste of her spade and the grinding of her chin against her clit pushed the entranced feral woman to climax, and her pussy throbbed and gushed around her tongue, body writhing and shuddering. She panted in dumb satisfaction as the pleasure and lust coursed through her. Her tongue hung out her panting mouth as she slumped over in the bed and fell back into full slumber.
The two women's bodies mostly returned to their normal human state as the sun started to rise, minds unaware of the changes they went through the night before. Though Ashley's human mind was just a step away from fully merging with the weredog identity growing inside her head.
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