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The sweet, slightly musty scent of plant matter in various states of life and decay filled Peri's labored breaths as he chopped his way through the thicket, but at least the dense tropical canopy shielded him from the blazing sun. In his left hand, the young man held a special compass, and he stopped every few dozen meters to take another reading from it. Instead of a magnetized needle, however, a pair of intertwined, magic-imbued fibers was suspended in the flotation fluid.

"Argh, stop spinning already," the man huffed under his breath. He tapped the glass of the navigation tool a few times until the floating fibers straightened out and aligned with each other. The fact that they had moved by almost thirty degrees since he last checked was promising. He was now really close to his destination, and it had only taken him half of his life savings and a long, perilous trip across half of the globe to reach this secluded island in the middle of nowhere but he didn't care. He was almost there! A giddy grin grew on his sweaty face. "Come on! Show yourself, spirit. I know you're close!."

The magic hunter bit his tongue and hastily shut himself up when he suddenly heard a peculiar sound through the undergrowth. Thanks to the constant screaming, whistling, and rustling of the local fauna, he struggled to make out many details, but when he turned his head and listened again more closely, his suspicions solidified. Someone was speaking in a deep, sonorous voice, followed by another much brighter, melodic one.

Had he managed to locate two spirits? Peri's heart now pounded so hard, he almost feared it would give away his position as he carefully got down on all fours and crawled through the thicket. He meticulously parted every branch and stem with his hands because he didn't want to make any more noise than necessary, but he realized that he was progressing too slowly as the voices drew closer… and then moved away again. Whoever he was hearing there, they were getting away! All the while, the fibers in his compass jerked violently, confirming that at least one of them had to be a magical being.

The magic hunter's curiosity finally got the better of him. After months upon months of research and travel, he simply couldn't miss this opportunity! So he forced himself through the last few feet of underbrush and brambles to at least catch a glimpse of whoever had passed by.

Popping his head out of the thicket, Peri saw a narrow trail in front of him, and as he cast a quick look around, he spotted a pair of canines about thirty feet further down. One of them was a hulking jackal with a shining, jet-black pelt, and the other one was a svelte saluki with fluffy white fur, black back and fetters, and a surprisingly big belly. Both of them had perfectly groomed fur, but that aspect wasn't nearly as conspicuous as the fact that they were talking to each other.

This was it! He had found them! These were magical beasts! He was so giddy with joy that he almost passed out.

Now he just had to follow them and observe them without them noticing like a fly on the wall. That way, he hoped, he would soon find out more about their powers. Like, could they conjure objects from thin air like genies? Were they shapeshifters? Could they perhaps turn others too? What would it take to convince them to transform someone?

The man's budding excitement found an abrupt end when the towering black jackal stopped dead in his tracks and straightened up, swiveling an ear as if he had heard something. Sniffing the air, the beast then slowly turned his head and looked right in his direction, piercing him with burning yellow eyes.

Peri's heart skipped a beat and he froze up completely. He hoped that, somehow, the foliage would conceal him and that the jackal would avert his intimidating gaze, but no such luck.

"Don't think I cannot see you over there, trespasser. Come out of the bushes and show yourself if you value your life," the huge, furred male growled with a voice that admitted no objection.

Peri was briefly tempted to turn around and make a run for it, but deep inside, he knew better than to challenge a magical being. Besides, if they spoke the same language, maybe this creature could be reasoned with? Maybe the jackal would even answer all of the burning questions the young, curious magic hunter had about magic? Honestly, he knew that he was deluding himself, but what other options did he have?

Finally, the young man crawled out of the undergrowth and shakily got on his knees while the two magical canines ambled toward him. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to intrude on you!" he blurted out, surrendering with raised hands. "I just stopped at this island to get some fresh water and food."

"This island is in the middle of the ocean. We're as far away from any humans and civilization as it gets. Nobody stumbles across this place by accident, especially since I've hidden it from you nosy humans," the jackal growled as he stepped in front of the trembling man, staring him down with a mix of disdain and disbelief. "Why are you here?"

"I- I got hit by a storm and went off course," Peri lied, but he couldn't suppress a shiver of awe-struck excitement. That explained why the island had looked like a smudged, fuzzy blur from afar!

The black canine raised a brow and snorted, exchanging an amused look with his companion. Then he shook his head. "You know that I smelled you from miles away and heard you crawling through the thicket? So tell me again, why are you actually here? And don't you dare lie again," he snarled.

Peri hesitated, chewing his lip as he frantically tried to conceive of a better excuse. However, he had a feeling that he shouldn't chance it, so he finally admitted, "I'm sorry. I was actually looking for you, or rather, I was looking for whoever this belonged to." He held up his special compass.

"A compass? What is the meaning of this, Alaru?" the saluki next to the jackal asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"It's not about the compass," Alaru grunted, pointing a clawed toe at the device. "It's about what's inside it."

"Y-yes, that's right. Two months ago, I found a strange pair of jeans in a thrift shop that were soaked with magic. I wasn't sure why, but I managed to make a working compass out of them Instead of pointing north, this points toward the previous owner of the jeans. Or, at least, that's what I think it does… honestly, I'm just glad it works at all."

The jackal stared at Peri in surprise. Then he burst into roaring laughter and nodded at his companion. "Wow, you're a crafty one! I think those were your jeans, Charlie," he chuckled before his features toughened again. "Anyway, how did you learn about magic? What else do you know about it, trespasser?"

"I… uhhh, I only know that it exists and how to detect it from some ancient texts I deciphered. That's why I'm here. I want to meet the one who cast it, so I can maybe find out more about it?" the young magic hunter explained with a nervous smile.

"Well, you've found him. Congratulations," Alaru stated with a dry laugh. He smacked his lips. "As for the rest, I'm afraid that I cannot tell you anything more without compromising myself. In fact, you already know more than you should, and I unfortunately have to take care of that issue before it bites me later."

"Issue? What issue? W-what do you mean?" Peri gasped, his face paling.

The black canine's muzzle twisted into a sharp, toothy grin. "Only dead men tell no tales."

"No! Wait! Please don't kill me!" Peri burst out when the realization sank in like a hammer blow to the head. All that was left of his excitement turned into deep, stomach-turning dread. "Please, there has to be another way!"

That's when Charlie tapped Alaru's flank with her snout. "Love, do you really have to kill him?"

"Yes, my dear. Unfortunately, I have to kill him because what else can I do? Remove his tongue and hands so he can't talk and write? Cripple him? Leave him to die from other, more gruesome causes? You know that any solution that leaves him alive can, and probably will, end with him telling the world and all of my enemies about my existence?" the jackal sighed.

"But you didn't kill me either," Charlie objected.

Alaru paused to think for an uncomfortably long moment, pondering their guest's fate before he nodded. "You're right! What am I thinking?" He turned to Peri, a grin returning to his muzzle as he leaned so close to his face that he felt his hot, damp breath on his skin. "There is one option."

"Yes, I'll do it! Whatever it is, I'll do it! Just, please, don't kill me," Peri begged.

"Very well. In that case, do you vow to serve me and my beloved mate for the rest of your life?" the jackal asked.

"Yes! Yes, I will serve you. I will serve you forever," the adventurer squeaked.

Despite his despair, Peri felt a hint of excitement when he realized what a singular opportunity this turned out to be. He would get to spend the rest of his life with a magic beast? The more he thought about it, the more his servitude seemed like an acceptable price to pay to experience a lifetime of real, actual magic… not that he had a choice anyway.

"Good. I hope you don't mind if I give you a slightly more… sightly appearance?" the genie asked with a smirk.

"A more sightly appearance? What do you mean?" Peri muttered in confusion.

"I'm going to turn you into a saluki, just like I did with my beautiful girl here, but don't worry. You'll come to love it," Alaru cooed. "Am I right, Charlie?"

Charlie nodded eagerly. "Yes. It took me a bit to get used to it at first, but you'll learn to appreciate the perks. The world has never smelled, sounded, and tasted so amazing."

Peri's eyes widened and he shook with the same kind of excitement as if he had a mountain of birthday gifts in front of him. Not only was he about to experience real, actual magic on himself, but it would be the most thrilling kind of magic he knew: transformation magic. The fact that Charlie had apparently undergone a similar transformation encouraged the explorer even more, and he nodded keenly, "Okay! That sounds exciting! How does it work? What do you need me to do?"

This time, it was Alaru's turn to blink in bewilderment, but once he had overcome his initial surprise, his smug smile returned. “I'm glad that you're so enthusiastic about this," he said with a voice as sweet as honey. Then he pointed at the ground. "Now get down on all fours, bend back your head, and open your mouth for me."

With an eager, but slightly nervous shiver, the man dropped down on all fours and tilted back his head. "Like this?" he asked, opening wide and sticking out his tongue as far as he could.

"Perfect. Now close your eyes for your new master," the black jackal growled, his grin becoming even more mischievous while his mate watched them with confused curiosity.

Peri closed his eyes in a heartbeat, yet he couldn't help but wonder how the transformation would go. How long would it take? Minutes? An hour? Would it hurt? What would happen if it failed?

The man's thoughts abruptly halted when Alaru rested his huge, heavy forepaws on his shoulders. Then, something warm and wet slipped past his lips into his open mouth, and by the time he realized that the magical beast was giving him a slobbery French kiss, his tongue already invaded his throat with surprising force. He choked and gagged on the thick muscle, but he didn't fight it. Fully submitting to the jackal's forceful affection, he gulped down his hot saliva with a shaky whine.

The magic hunter wasn't sure why Alaru was kissing him, but he had no time to question it as a powerful tingle washed through him. It was the same fuzzy feeling as when his arm fell asleep, only that it was now seizing his entire body, from his ears to his toes. At the same time, a strange pressure formed at the bottom of his spine and around his skull, at his wrists and at his ankles. His mouth suddenly felt much tighter, his jaw so much narrower, and the jackal's tongue even larger than before. Something was clearly happening to him, overloading his mind and senses for the longest, most intense second of his life before the strange sensations vanished as abruptly as they had come.

While Peri was still reeling from the sensory explosion, the jackal broke away with a contented purr, "Good bitch. Now open your eyes."

Peri did as told, and he immediately spotted his brand-new paws. Silky soft white fur enveloped what used to be his hands, a patch of brown fur embraced what had been his wrists, and his fingers had turned into clawed toes with squishy pink toe beans. From the inner corners of his eyes, he also noticed the long, slender snout protruding from his face, veiled in the same white fur and capped with a dark brown, wet nose.

However, it wasn't just his appearance that had changed. His mind was now flooded by a barely comprehensible rush of new sensations. Or rather, by old sensations that were amplified by his much keener senses.

His long, floppy ears instinctively twitched and swiveled to dissect the rainforest's many noises, not only disentangling the chaotic chirping, screaming, and rustling, but also locating the origin of every single sound with uncanny accuracy. Similarly, his transformed nose turned the thick, damp smell of the tropical woods into a rich, dizzying cocktail of odors, and he not only smelled the scents of the two other canines in front of him in finer detail than ever, but he could clearly distinguish them by their individual aromas.

Finally, Peri also noticed his new big, fluffy tail, and he felt how it wagged faster and faster as a powerful euphoria took hold of him. "I- I'm a dog now? I'm a dog!? Oh wow, I'm a dog now!" he blurted out, erupting into wild giggles as he realized that the transformation was complete. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a completely different creature, and it hadn't hurt in the slightest. "That went so fast! I didn't expect it to go this fast. Oh, this is so exciting!"

"I'm glad you're enjoying your new self," Alaru purred, watching his new saluki bitch with the same satisfied smile as an artist looking at their completed work.

"Yes! I… I already knew that magic was real, but I didn't think it could be… it could be so amazing and powerful! And… and I don't know why, but this feels so natural," Peri gushed like a waterfall as he got up on his paws. Tail still wagging, he looked around and then took a shaky first step forward. And another. And another before he started to move faster, walking, then running, and finally dashing up the trail and back, around the genie and his mate with an agility and energy he had never felt in his life. His new self just kept getting better! "It's like nothing changed. It's like I've always been a dog! How is that possible?"

"I must admit that you're adapting surprisingly well to your new form. Maybe you're right and you've always been a dog inside," the genie remarked with a chuckle. "Let us find out if that applies to your other changes as well. Stay still and lift your tail for your master, bitch."

The jackal's command sent a thrilling shiver through Peri. Especially the last word echoed through his mind like the aftershocks of an explosion. Bitch. Not only was he no longer human, but he was no longer a man either. He had not only turned into a dog but into a female saluki. A bitch. However, it wasn't just the realization that flushed him with hot tingles, but also the way his new master pronounced that word with casual, unambiguous authority, with a clear hint of appreciation and desire, but also a touch of dismissiveness. It was his new purpose summed up in one word.

As with his new canine shape, Peri took to his new purpose like a fish to the water. At his master's command, he stopped dead in his tracks and raised his tail as ordered, but he didn't stop there. His instincts pushed him further, and he lowered his head to the ground and pushed out his butt as well, prostrating before the genie with his heart pounding so hard in his chest that he could probably hear it.

"Good bitch," the genie purred.

Peri's tail wagged even faster, swishing so vigorously that it almost hurt. "Thank you!"

"That's 'thank you, Master' for you. And Mistress for my dear beloved," Alaru corrected his new bitch without missing a beat. "Speaking of, what is your name, bitch?"

"P-peri, Master!" Peri squeaked out.

"Peri? That is a nice name. I like it, so I'll let you keep it, bitch," the black jackal cooed with smug generosity.

"Thank you, Master," Peri responded.

"Anyway, stumbling across such a gorgeous, obedient bitch has gotten me quite excited," Alaru said, licking his lips before he looked at the gravid saluki by his side. "Charlie, dear, is it alright if I break her in?"

"Be my guest, love," Charlie chuckled. "After all, I can see what kind of mood she's getting you into~"

Peri's heart thumped even faster as he listened to their conversation and he finally got to see the genie's mood from up close when he moved beside him, pinned him down with a paw, and dangled his half-hard, stiffening canine taper right into his face. The transformed man wasn't in the slightest prepared for the sheer girth and size of the jackal's crimson, veiny slab of breeding meat, and neither for its smell. It reeked of potent male, exuding an intense, intoxicating mix of musk and pheromones that made his head spin and his muzzle water from the very first whiff alone, and he salivated even harder when he spotted his master's huge, sagging ballsack. "Oh fuck, it's so big."

"Lick."

Alaru's voice was soft, yet as authoritative as ever, expediting what Peri was keen to do anyway. Taking another deep breath of the hulking jackal's musk, he parted his muzzle and pressed his new, canine tongue against the thick, swelling cock to sample his first slobbery taste of it. A powerful, salty aroma washed over his taste buds and flooded his senses even harder than his ripe scent, and he couldn't help but groan in overwhelmed delight.

"Good bitch."

Peri shivered at his master's praise. "Thank you, Master," he moaned and dragged his rosy taster up to the genie's furred black sheath to collect as much of his addictive aroma as he could. Then he retracted his tongue, savoring the flavor with a wet moan and smack before he went in for seconds, washing his tongue up and down that huge, tensing rod with insatiable hunger, again and again. "Oh, you taste so good!"

Alaru rewarded his bitch with a heavy, horny growl and squirts of hot, gooey pre. The first of them Peri irresponsibly let go to waste, but that only encouraged him to swirl his tongue around the tip and gather as much of the jackal's salty nectar as he could. He slurped it up like the most divine treat before he danced his slippery muscle back up the male's fat schlong.

All the while, the transformed man's budding arousal manifested in more than just a tingling heat inside his chest and loins. Where he used to pop a boner, he now grew wet, so awfully, wonderfully wet. He couldn't see his brand-new spade, but he felt its shape from how his hot girl juices spread across it, how they netted his puffy black folds, how they accumulated along its plump, Y-shaped crevice, streamed down the channel it formed, and dripped down from the squishy tip in clear, sticky strands.

"Fuck, everything's so hot. It's like I'm burning up inside." Peri whined and whimpered as his lust expanded into a blazing inferno, soon consuming his mind as much as his body with every huff and lick he took of his master's delicious cock.

Alaru interrupted his servant's fervent worship when he suddenly pulled his thick, throbbing treat away from his muzzle."Fortunately for you, I know the perfect remedy for that," the genie chuckled and shook his hips, making his canine taper in front of his bitch like a pendulum.

"You do?" Peri gasped, his mind too clouded by pleasure to put two and two together.

"Yes,," Alaru replied, playfully gliding his paw down Peri's back to his tail. “There's nothing a proper mounting can't fix~"

"O-oh? Oh yes! That sounds great," Peri whimpered.

"But I'm not going to give it to you just like that," the jackal purred with a toothy grin. "Tell me why it's not a waste of time to mount you, bitch. Convince me that you're worthy to receive my knot and seed. Beg for me to pump a litter into your tight little cunt."

Peri's whole body quaked like leaves in the wind as his new master uttered what had only a diffuse notion in his mind. Without hesitation, he widened his stance and hiked his tail even higher as he was hit by the powerful urge to be bred, though he couldn't tell whether that desire originated from his new instincts or whether it was something that had been dormant deep inside him all along. Perhaps it was a bit of both? Either way, he begged with the most subservient whine, "Please, fuck me, Master! I'm all yours. You can use me however you wish. Just, fuck me with your delicious, perfect fat cock, make me yours, ravage me, breed me. Please! I need it, and I'll do whatever you want for it!"

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Good bitch," the genie replied and removed his paw from Peri's back. Then he slowly sauntered around the prostrating canine, ogling him from all sides. "I might even reward you with another treat~"

"Yes! Thank you, Master!" Peri moaned. His tail wagged up a storm once more, although he wasn't sure what kind of treat the genie was talking about. Wasn't the mounting treat enough in itself?

The transformed man found out what his master had in mind just a moment later when the jackal moved his face under his tail, prodding his wet, swollen spade with his snout. The cold sensation elicited a high-pitched yip from Peri's lips, but his surprise melted into a deep, open-muzzled moan when Alaru followed it up with a wide, wet lick across his sensitive folds. "Fuck, this feels amazing!"

“Yes, moan for me. Let it all out," the genie chuckled before he went in for another broad, thorough lick, dragging and pushing Peri's fat folds around with his tongue as he seemingly returned the favor for him worshiping his cock.

Unfortunately, the male's forceful slurps didn't do anything to quench the horny fire inside his new bitch. No, it only fueled Peri's already blazing lust into a mind-consuming desperation, leaving him whining and whimpering with his tongue hanging from his drooling muzzle and his eyes rolled back into his head. "So good. So tingly. More. Please, Master, give me more!"

"Since you're asking so nicely, here you go, you slut," Alaru purred. Placing both forepaws onto Peri's butt, he angled his muzzle and slammed his tongue deep inside his cookie, spreading his virginal channel with unyielding strength.

"Yes!" Peri howled. Droplets of spit sprayed from his muzzle as the genie's hot, slippery muscle curled and squirmed inside his sensitive depths. Every single lash of the male's tongue was a revelation in itself, shattering his brain with divine stimulation and devolving him into a salivating, moaning puddle of pleasure. And as if that wasn't intense enough, the genie also located his clitoris and subjected it to an intense flurry of rubs and strokes, working the sensitive bud until Peri saw nothing but stars before his eyes. "Yes! Yes! YES! More! Fuck! Master! More!"

"Fuck, she's a desperate one. And noisy too," Charlie giggled from the sidelines. While Peri was submitting himself to Alaru's authority, the genie's mate had sprawled herself onto her side and watched the spectacle with great interest and shameless arousal. One of her forepaws rested on her heavy, gravid belly, idly fondling her thick, swollen nipples to coax a thin dribble of milk from her plump teats, while her other nestled between her hindlegs, rubbing and massaging her plump, dark spade with her soft pawpad.

"Yes, she's loud, and I've not even put my cock inside her yet," Alaru laughed. Extracting his tongue, he watched as Peri's pussy recovered from his affection with frantic, squelching clenches.

Being reminded of the genie's glorious breeding meat sent Peri's mind into horny overdrive. He was already completely overwhelmed with pleasure, so he couldn't even begin to fathom what the mounting would feel like.

While Peri fantasized about getting mounted, his master moved back in and doubled down on his oral affection. Not only did he slam his tongue deep into the bitch's channel, but he also wrapped his muzzle around his entire spade, tugging and squeezing his thick, sensitive folds with his hot gums. The renewed, blinding burst of stimulation made him howl so hard he almost passed out.

The transformed man managed to catch a single shaky breath before Alaru swallowed, sucking his plump vulva even deeper into his muzzle. The pressure, the tightness, the movement, the rubbing, stroking, writhing, thrusting, in and out, in and out catapulted him back into spheres of heavenly bliss. He clenched his paws so hard it hurt, dragging his claws across the ground with guttural, mindless groans and cries of joy, and a familiar tension formed inside him, heralding an orgasm of so many, yet his very first as a girl. As a dog. As his master's eager saluki bitch.

However, Peri's delight was tainted by a primal desire for more. Why was the genie still licking him? Why was he toying with him? "Ah, please, I cannot take it any longer. Fuck me, Master! Please! I need your cock inside me, Master! Fuck me! Claim me! Breed me!"

Alaru didn't listen to his bitch's desperate begging, continuing to relentlessly tongue-fuck his tight cunt while Peri moaned and howled for his dick.

"That's enough. She's ready, love," Charlie finally chimed in with a breathy moan. Her spade was taut and soaked as she pulled her paw away from it and pointed at the lust-broken bitch beside her, a strand of her juices dangling from her toe beans.

The mighty black jackal stopped in a heartbeat and released Peri's spade with a wet slurp and pop. "You're right, Charlie. This is enough foreplay. Let's see how beautifully she sings when I break her in properly."

Peri barely managed to follow their conversation as he still reeled from the thorough tonguing, shaking, groaning, and panting for breath. Yet, he instinctively understood Alaru's intentions when he got on top of him and pinned him down with his huge, heavy frame. "Yes, breed me, Master!" he cried with needy anticipation.

The virgin's voice twisted into a throaty scream as the black jackal aligned his tip with his fat, drooling spade and shoved every last inch inside with one forceful, well-practiced motion.

In fact, the genie didn't even give his new bitch a single moment to get used to his girth. He immediately pulled back and started thrusting with natural canine haste, pistoning his tapered fuck meat in and out of Peri in a rapid, horny frenzy. "Fuck, she's tight," he growled, clasping his partner's sides with his forepaws and digging his claws into his furred skin as he poured his whole strength and lust into the feral pounding.

"Mmmmhm, yeah, fuck that bitch harder, love," Charlie sighed, her paw back between her hindlegs as she stroked herself to the spectacle.

The other saluki took the words from Peri's mouth, jumping in where he could no longer articulate any coherent words as his voice deteriorated into a serenade of guttural cries and howls. The massive sensory overload melted his brain completely, rearranging his mind where Alaru's fat schlong rearranged his pussy to drive home his new purpose with merciless might. A bitch. A toy. Fuck meat. Breeding meat. Deep inside, he knew that he would serve his new master with more than just his body, but he didn't care. Right now, his body was the only thing that mattered, and he loved it. He loved it so much that he wouldn't have minded if this became his sole purpose as the ruthless pounding carried him toward his first orgasm as a female dog.

That's when Charlie reminded Peri that he served her too. Grabbing his head with both forepaws, she pulled him up and leered at him with a hungry sparkle in her eyes. "I think we can put that noisy muzzle of yours to a better use, don't you agree?" Then she scooted her butt in front of him, spreading her hindlegs to flaunt her huge, pregnant belly and her swollen black spade at him. "Go ahead. Lick your Mistress."

"Yes, Mistress," Peri gasped. Nodding obediently, he moved his head between her hindlegs and darted out his tongue, giving her wet, plump cookie a cautious lick. Sweet and tangy, it was quite a different aroma compared to that of her mate's cock, but in no way inferior. Her flavor thrilled him as much as the fact that he was, in a way, exploring his new self through her because he was now blessed with the same squishy, sensitive spade as her, and he was more than eager to pass on what Alaru had done to his pussy. However, that was easier said than done as the genie's relentless thrusts turned his licking into an aimless lashing, interrupted by high-pitched moans and breathy howls.

Luckily, Charlie was kind enough to assist her new servant. Pushing one paw down on Peri's head, she made sure that his head stayed trapped between her thighs and that his muzzle remained pressed against her cunt while she cherished his every slurp and whine with an equally blissful whimper. "There you go. Good girl."

Peri whined with joy at the other saluki's lewd groan. Good girl. There was something special about being stuck between two loving mates. Getting rutted and used like a toy by the couple for their own sexual relief was even more exciting than getting bred by the genie alone.

None of this was what the magic hunter had imagined when he set out for this journey, but of all the possible outcomes, this was by far the best in ways he was only just beginning to understand. Not that there was much actual thought or understanding happening in his head right now as he closed in on the verge of his climax. His entire body tightened up in trembling anticipation, and he blurted out, "M-Master, Mistress, I'm a-about to cum!"

"Sounds like someone's really enjoying their new form," Charlie chuckled. "But don't you dare stop now, okay? Keep going! Keep that tongue moving."

"Yes, she's getting close. She's tensing so much right now," Alaru growled between heavy huffs. "Go ahead, bitch. Don't hold back. Cum for me while I knot you and fill you with a nice, big litter!" He leaned over Peri's neck, giving him a wide, wet lick before he suddenly sank his teeth into his scruff.

Peri's eyes widened and he froze at the surprise chomp. He could hear and feel the genie's thick, bulbous knot as it slipped out of his sheath and bashed against his quivering folds, and it took only two more thrusts before he unraveled into the most intense orgasm of his life. As with his enhanced senses, his new shape amplified his relief to levels he never thought possible. His bliss was so powerful that he forgot his own name while his pussy erupted into violent contractions. He clenched so hard it hurt, but like his master's teeth, the twinge of pain was exhilarating, carrying him into spheres of otherworldly ecstasy.

Never before had he felt this good. Never before had he felt this alive.

All the while, the jet-black jackal doubled down on his pounding, hammering his new bitch with the sole goal of burying his swelling knot inside his tight, convulsing depths. Again and again, he pushed the fat, throbbing bulb against Peri's entrance, stretching and distending his plump, flexing folds a little further each time until finally, it went inside with a wet, meaty shlorp. "Yes! Take my knot!" he roared, releasing his partner's scruff to toss back his head and celebrate the tie with a triumphant howl.

Peri's heart skipped a beat as Alaru's rod plunged even deeper, stretching him and filling him further still. His spade reflexively tightened behind that massive, bulbous knot, his muscles locking up to trap it inside while his channel continued to squeeze and massage the rest of the genie's taper with violent undulations. His contractions were rewarded with the first spurt of his master's thick, hot breeding batter, and he joined his celebration with a guttural cry of joy.

Every squirt that followed stoked Peri's delight further, triggering something deep inside him he never knew he had. As the heat of the genie's seed spread throughout his abdomen, through his womb and mind alike, he realized that all the talk about breeding wasn't just talk. Alaru would knock him up, but he didn't suddenly develop doubts about it. No, his new body, all the hormones and instincts that came with it, and his pure bliss made it even easier to accept than his transformation. "Yes! Breed me, Master!" he squealed. “Impregnate me! Make me yours!"

Alaru didn't respond. He was too wrapped up in his own high and too busy flooding his new bitch with ounces upon ounces of his warm, gooey pup batter. Instead, Charlie jumped in with a melodic chuckle, "It feels amazing, doesn't it? I've never felt more alive than as a saluki." As she spoke, she dragged Peri's face back between her hindlegs and gave him a firm tap on the forehead. "But that's no excuse to stop licking just when I was about to cum. Keep going, Peri."

With a servile whimper, Peri obeyed his mistress's order once more. He shoved his tongue back inside her plump sex, licking her with twice the fervor and even less aim as he was wracked by a seemingly endless orgasm. His mind-shattering high had already lasted for an entire minute, and it just kept going, and going while he worshiped Charlie's spade with wild smacks and slurps. His climax even got another boost when he helped his fellow bitch over the edge. Watching her tongue flopping from her muzzle and her eyes rolling back into her head as she surrendered to her pleasure was magical, and the way her cookie burst into violent contractions around his tongue exacerbated his own orgasmic convulsions for another breathless, mindless minute.

Time itself melted into a blur as Peri lost himself in their shared climax, licking, moaning, clenching, and whimpering, panting, shaking, whining, and drooling with his eyes crossed and not a single thought left in his head.

The new bitch's orgasmic stupor only eased after Charlie's high ebbed and she pulled away. His mind cleared just enough for him to notice how Alaru dragged himself off his back and turned around, twisting and tugging on their tight tie to send fresh flashes of stimulation through him.

"A-ah, what are you doing?" Peri stumbled out.

"I'm just making myself more comfortable for the next half hour of our tie," Alaru chuckled and lay down with a sigh of deep, blissful satisfaction.

Peri followed his master's example, even if it didn't happen voluntarily, as his shaky legs finally yielded to the constant stimulation and he collapsed onto the ground. However, he couldn't deny that this odd, butt-to-butt position was more comfortable since he no longer had the huge, heavy jackal resting on top of him. Plus, the slight tension it applied to their tie was titillating in its own right.

Nevertheless, the most intense part of Peri's climax was over. A big, rapt grin settled on his muzzle as he basked in the lingering tingles, throbbing, and twitching. He would happily spend another half hour like this. "Wow, that was amazing. I've never felt this good before. Thank you, Master. Thank you so much for giving me a chance."

"With the greatest pleasure, Peri. I'm more than delighted to have found such a devoted servant in you," Alaru laughed, nodding at his mate. "Am I right, love?"

"Absolutely. Look how well she's thriving with her new self," the gravid saluki purred as she moved beside her partner, cuddling up against him and intertwining tails with him. "And she's a lot of fun too."

"Indeed. Congratulations, Peri. You've earned your stay," the magical black jackal said. "I'll even show you more of my powers if you beg nicely and bend over for me."

Peri nodded with relief and excitement. "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Mistress." Not in his wildest dreams he would've imagined his first encounter with a true magical being to go like this, but he regretted not a moment of it, and he couldn't wait to find out more about the mighty genie's magic, to serve him and his mate, and to bear his pups. So, so many pups~