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Teaching Loyalty - Part 2

Tony was at peace. He was sleeping soundly on the couch, until his ears suddenly picked up the familiar roar of an engine in the driveway. He shot up, rubbing at bloodshot eyes and struggled to focus on the clock hanging on the wall next to him. When his vision finally focused in on it, he saw the hands just tick over to eight o' clock.

"Oh no..." he said, his voice still hoarse from sleep.

The grogginess from his restful sleep was quickly wearing off as he realized that he had slept the entire day away and now Janet was home. Nothing had been done and Janet was home! This revelation made Tony leap off the couch in a fit of panic, unsure of what he should do. Then he heard Janet's car door shut outside and his immediate thought was hide. He rushed up the stairs and searched for a suitable place, his tail bouncing obnoxiously behind him.

Moments later, Janet was entering the house, eager to greet her pet. Upon entering, she was not at all surprised to see the list lying on the table, untouched.

"Humph, figures... He just doesn't learn, does he?" she said, shaking her head. "Speaking of which, where did that little shit get off to?"

Janet took a quick scan downstairs and after finding no sign of him, turned her search to the upper floor.

"Oh Tooonyyy! Where are you?" Janet called as she climbed the stairs.

Meanwhile, Tony stayed huddled in the corner of the bedroom closet, listening to his wife's footfalls as she walked from room to room. Tony wasn't sure what he hoped to gain from hiding in the corner of a closet like a child, but it made him feel a little better, if only for a few moments.

"Tony... c'mon out now! Don't make this harder than it has to be!"

Janet's calls were getting louder as she drew closer and closer to his haven. He was almost surprised by how long her search had taken thus far, but then he realized she could be toying with him. As much as he would like to believe that he could evade her by hiding in a closet, he wasn't that lucky and she wasn't that stupid.

Tony was so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't heard the click of Janet's heels as she reached their bedroom door and crossed its threshold.

With her hand on the closet door, Janet spoke in a calm voice that sent chills down Tony's spine.

"I know you're in there Tony, there's no need to hide from me. I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to show you that you can still be a good, obedient pet," she said, her voice becoming harder as she finished her spiel.

Janet slid open the closet door and silently glared down at Tony, letting her eyes do the talking for her. Reluctantly, Tony clambered out of the closet.

"Ah, well there you are!" Janet said, smirking. "What were you planning on doing in there? If you wanted to escape me, you could have just left the house."

Tony cast his gaze from the floor to Janet, his expression one of complete puzzlement.

Janet laughed. "What? Do you think I have some magical boundary keeping you inside? C'mon, now that's just ridiculous. Not even I have the power to do something like that."

Tony opened his mouth, intending to come up with some retort, but there was nothing he could say in his defense so he closed it and stayed silent. She certainly had a way of making him feel foolish.

Janet let this realization simmer in Tony for a few moments.

"Maybe you realized you couldn't have lived without me?" She said. "Or perhaps you knew that these would have made living a normal life quite difficult?" she continued, pinching one of his paws between her fingers and yanking on his canine ears.

"I-I could live without you just fine!" Tony said, surprising himself with his sudden boldness.

"Ha! Is that right?" Janet said incredulously, folding her arms over chest. "Take off your clothes."

"W-what? Why?" Tony stammered.

Janet glared at him. "What's the problem? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before... Now do as I say before things get especially nasty for you."

At that, Tony started to fumble with shirt awkwardly. He tried his damnedest to get a good grasp on the fabric, but every time he felt like he was making progress, the cloth would slide out from between his paws.

"Is there a problem?" Janet asked, tapping her foot impatiently.

Tony's response was little more than a series of incoherent mumbles. "I-uh... Just need to... agh! I-I can't do it..."

Janet chuckled at her bumbling husband. "See? You can't even take off your own shirt. How could you hope to live on your own? Besides..." She said, advancing on him. "You would miss me too much..."

Tony was pulled away from his weak attempts at showing his independence when Janet cupped his chin in a soft, yet firm hand, forcing him to look at her. From this position, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of attraction to his wife. Her dominant presence and the innate power she held over him was turning him on in the strangest way. Guilt and shame washed over him as he felt his manhood swell, making an obscene tent in his shorts.

"Oh my my... what do we have down here?" Janet said, her gaze immediately shifting onto the hard-on that was only an inch from touching her. "I knew you'd love this, you always were such a perv."

Janet's words only made Tony blush harder, he knew that there was some truth in them. His internet search history would certainly attest to that. That's when it dawned on him...

"You went through my computer?" Tony seethed, his voice not coming out as angry as he had hoped.

"Why of course. It was very good research material. So you see, I'm not punishing you so much as making your fantasies a reality!"

"You're craz-"

"For your sake, you'd better not finish that thought," Janet interrupted flatly. "Now, you've been a bad dog and I think you know what happens to disobedient pets."

Tony knew where she was going with this alright, he knew he would pay for his actions, but with what piece of his humanity?

Without even a snap of her fingers this time, Tony felt an unpleasant and all too familiar sensation travel through his body and he tensed instinctively, bracing himself for the oncoming changes. Pulsing waves of heat and transformative energy flowed through his legs and down into his feet. Though he couldn't see them through his socks, he felt the muscles tense and throb, heard the bones crunch as they began reshaping into something far from human.

As the pain mounted, Tony dropped to the ground, his legs in front him, and let out a surprised gasp when sharp, black claws suddenly burst through the ends of his socks. They weren't large or particularly menacing but their sudden appearance had caught him off guard. Then, with an audible sound of stretching skin and shifting bone, his feet elongated, their structure becoming more suited to a quadrupedal stance.

"You know, I never asked you how it felt... To have your body changing into something else against your will. It must be quite exhilarating..." Janet said, mostly thinking out loud.

Tony swore he could hear what sounded like longing in her voice and upon looking up at her, he could see her gaze was fixated on his emerging paws with gross fascination. She was fidgeting and Tony could see her struggling to keep her hands from roaming toward the crotch of her pants.

She's getting off on this! Tony thought.

He was not entirely surprised by her deviance, nevertheless, it made him angry that she took such pleasure in his suffering.

Though he was seething, his anger couldn't outlast the sharp pains wracking his feet again, drawing his attention back toward them. With another string of wet crunches and pops, the inhuman appendages extended and completely tore through his socks. Now, no longer hidden, his stomach turned upon seeing the pulsating flesh and bulging undersides of the soon to be paws.

"These are turning out to be quite lovely," Janet said, prodding the swelling pads of what were effectively paws now.

The breathy quality of her voice was making her arousal that much more apparent and Tony became increasingly aware of the straining erection he had been trying to ignore.

"Mmm, I think you're about ready for your next gift," Janet purred, bending down and stroking Tony's turgid shaft ever so lightly. Then a little more forcefully, "On your hands and knees."

Groaning at the soreness that remained in his newly formed paws, Tony reluctantly obeyed the command and found himself in a familiar submissive pose.

"Good boy. Now you just stay right there while I get into something more... appropriate." She said, eyeing him with suspicion. After a moment of lingering, Janet snapped her fingers like she had remembered something important and spoke in a scolding tone, "Now this is just to make sure you don't go running off again. It's probably going to hurt, but stay relaxed and everything will go smoothly."

"Wh-what are you- agh!" Tony exclaimed, his confusion breaking into blinding pain as Janet's magic began working its way through his hips.

Judging by the creaking and shifting bones in his lower body, Tony knew that walking on all fours would soon become the norm for him. He would now be looking up at Janet like the submissive pet she wanted him to be. That thought made him shiver with... pleasure?

No, no that's not right, it's just her planting these thoughts in my head. This is not what I want... is it? What is wrong with me, I shouldn't even be questioning this...

Tony's string of thoughts was broken by the sound of a door knob being turned followed by an ominous clink of metal. He whipped his head toward the door, his heart thumping in his chest as he awaited whatever horrible fate was in store for him.

He almost let out a relieved sigh when he saw Janet emerge from the closet, wearing some faded jeans and a gray sweater along with a pair of walking shoes. That certainly wasn't the outfit he expected to see on her after her behavior only moments ago. However, his suspicions returned when he noticed her hands held behind her back, like she was hiding something from him.

What is she holding? He screamed internally.

When Janet spoke, her voice was soft, but stern. "You've been a very naughty dog, haven't you?" She said, approaching him slowly. Tony fought a sudden urge to nod his head in agreement. "But since I'm such a forgiving master, I thought it was about time we went for a nice, evening walk."

Tony was so fixated on what Janet could be hiding behind her back, that he hardly noticed what she had said, or how close she had gotten to him. It wasn't until he heard the solid clang of metal on metal as she fastened a thick, nylon leash to his collar that he realized what he was in for.

"B-but, I'm not..." Tony stammered, his heart hammering with fear.

"A dog? I'd say you're more dog than human at this point, but don't you fret about those pesky human features; I've got just the thing to keep you from drawing too much attention," Janet said with an uncomfortable amount of enthusiasm.

Janet then produced a rather detailed looking mask from behind her back. Despite the rubber sheen, the features of it were well-defined and was certainly capable of fooling someone if the dark hid him well enough.

"And look! I even chose your favorite breed! I know how much you love those Great Pyrenees puppies at the pet store," She chirped. "Now sit still, this will only take a moment."

Tony drew in a sharp breath, as Janet fastened the strange mask around his head, pulling the strap tight until it was snug. Suddenly, the mask grew tighter, wrapping around his face, sticking to his skin, almost as if it were bonding to him. Breathing became more difficult as the mask attempted to fit around the contours of his face, and he felt as if he might suffocate.

A chilling thought ran through his head. This is it, she's taking the last of my humanity. Will there even be anything left of me after this?

He closed his eyes and braced himself for the worst. Will it be a gentle fade of my human mind or will I even notice at all? He wondered, as the mask wrapped around the back of his head, and sealed him inside.

After a few tense moments, the discomfort faded, and, Tony opened his eyes. Other than the jarring new perspective and the snout in his line of vision, he didn't feel any different. Naturally, he was curious about what had become of his face and he absentmindedly brought a paw to his face. He only succeeded in awkwardly squishing his paw against the rubbery surface, and hung his head in embarrassment.

"How cute," Janet cooed as she watched her husband fumble around with his unwieldy paws.

Tony looked up at her and tried to say something, but it only came out as a series of incoherent canine growls and barks.

"Oh yes, I forgot to mention, you're going to have a bit of speech impediment for a while. Dogs can't speak after all you know," Janet said, clipping a leash onto his collar.

Tony could only respond with a soft sigh.

"Come now, quit being a party pooper! This is going to be fun!" Janet said, patting him on the head. "I think we're about ready, but I feel like something is missing," She continued, tapping her chin in contemplation.

She looked him up and down, admiring her handy-work for a moment. Even though its rubbery texture had remained, the mask was rather convincing, and would certainly fool someone in the dark. If it weren't for his fur-less torso, he would make a very convincing dog...

"Oh how could I forget!" Janet exclaimed, snapping her fingers.

Without any explanation, Janet scampered into the closet, leaving Tony to wonder what other horrible things she could have possibly forgotten in there. Only moments later, she emerged, holding a white fur coat.

Seeing the frightened look in Tony's eyes, Janet waved a hand at him dismissively. "Don't worry, this is just the finishing touch, nothing drastic," She paused for a moment and looked him in the eye. "Unless you'd prefer a more permanent solution to this problem right now?"

Tony whined in response, doing his best to voice his dislike of Janet's suggestion.

"I got you good that time, you should have seen your face!" Janet laughed, stepping toward him with the coat.

Tony felt a growl rise in his throat, but managed to catch it before it became audible and reluctantly allowed her to slip the coat onto him.

Janet stood back and examined him for a moment before shrugging. "Eh, it should do for now. Let's go boy," She said giving Tony's leash a firm pull.

With great reluctance, Tony padded along behind Janet as she led them down the stairs and to the front door. Every step brought Tony closer to the only barrier between him and the outside world and that was terrifying, yet somehow exhilarating. Maybe I'll meet another dog. He suddenly thought, his tail wagging excitedly.

Tony shook his head. Wait. No. Get hold of yourself! I'm not a dog, I'm a freak and that's what everyone will see! This disguise won't fool anyone!

Suddenly the front door was open and Tony could only gaze out at the moonlit pathway leading away from the house, paralyzed with fear.

"Alright then, shall we?" He heard Janet say as she pulled his leash firmly.

Still, he refused to move even an inch toward the threshold.

"C'mon, get moving," Janet demanded, walking forward and trying to pull him along.

Tony's heart was pounding furiously and his head spun as conflicting thoughts tumbled through his head.

If someone sees me, they'll know! _ But, then I will meet someone new! _ I'm completely nude under this coat though!_ Dogs don't wear clothes anyway! _ B-but I...

Little by little, the voice in the back of his head worked him over and he could feel his body moving toward the door. Before he could even retaliate against the magic ravaging his fragile mind and body, he was padding alongside Janet like a good, obedient pet.

Since Tony had yet to take many proper steps in his new quadruped stance, the first few were quite shaky and uncertain. Janet's healthy pace forced him to acclimate quickly, and after a few minutes, it became easier to match Janet's speed. This development, made him feel somewhat better and strangely, walking on all fours felt almost natural.

"See? It's not so bad, is it boy?" Janet said, noticing the way his tail swayed happily from side to side.

Tony would have liked to prove her wrong, but it was true, he was actually starting to enjoy himself. There was something about the peaceful walk and the feeling of the cool night air that made all of his worries melt away.

Maybe... maybe this wouldn't be such a bad life, Tony thought, his spirits rising.

Then, Tony's serene state was suddenly broken by the sound of jangling metal, which was quickly growing louder behind him.

Clink Clink CLINK.

He then let out a frightened yip as he felt something cold and wet probing at his backside. Instinctively, he tucked his tail between his legs and skittered away, trying to hide himself behind Janet, who was mid-stride and almost tumbled over him.

"Tony, what the- oh hey there, where did you come from?" Janet said, watching an eager golden-retriever circle her, sniffing at Tony.

Moments later, a woman emerged from the darkness, panting. "Roxy! There you are. Damn it, I'm sorry, she gets a bit crazy when she sees other dogs."

Janet turned to the woman and smiled. "Oh it's quite alright, Tony here loves making new friends, don't you boy?"

Tony looked up at Janet pleadingly as the dog continued to sniff and prod Tony with her nose. Taking a particular liking to his backside as she tried to push his tail to the side to give him a proper canine greeting. Obviously, the facial expressions he was making under mask weren't visible so his silent cry for help went unnoticed. Tony wanted to run from the pesky animal, but Janet's harsh gaze kept him in his place.

"He's just being shy, he'll warm up to her soon enough," She said, turning back to the woman. "I'm Janet, by the way," She continued, extending her hand to the woman.

"Ashley," The woman said, taking Janet's hand and looking back at the two dogs with concern.

Janet saw the woman's gaze fix on Tony and her concerned expression shifted to one of intrigue and slight confusion. She quickly stepped aside, breaking her line of vision. Janet was confident she could get creative if the woman somehow figured Tony out, but she wanted to keep her magical footprint on the world to a minimum. It was much less messy for everyone that way. Instead, she made small talk.

As the two women chatted, Tony continued to eye the dog, Roxy, as he had heard her called, with suspicion, but he could feel himself growing strangely comfortable with the dogs presence. After all, the dog wasn't treating him like the freak he was beginning to feel like. After a few moments, Tony allowed himself to relax, and was soon following in the dogs footsteps, returning her greeting. As he took in the dogs scent, he noticed some peculiar smells wafting toward him as they encircled each other. It was a sickly sweet, musky odor that he couldn't quite place, but he could tell that it was coming from Roxy. As if upon a mutual agreement they both stopped encircling each other and Tony brought his masked snout closer to Roxy's backside.

He took a tentative breath, inhaling the heady aroma he had caught a whiff of earlier. Strangely, the scent excited him. He could feel his heart start to race and his head cloud with new, strange urges. Before allowing rational thought to dissuade him, Tony inhaled more of his new canine friends' intoxicating scent and felt a cold shiver run down his spine. The shiver became a pleasant jolt of arousal and he felt his naked manhood start to throb rhythmically in the cool air.

A primal urge rose within him, one that filled him with lust and shame. He withdrew his nose from behind Roxy and tried to shake the thoughts from his mind; he turned away desperate for a distraction. He tried to focus on Janet's conversation, or the gentle sound of the wind rustling the trees, but his thoughts were muddled and nothing could keep his mind off that lovely fragrance assaulting his senses.

He could feel that faint, nagging voice scratching at the back of his head again. It consoled and provoked him to leave behind all of his inhibitions and live like the animal he was becoming.

I am a dog after all aren't I? He thought, positioning himself behind Roxy. This is what dogs do... its perfectly normal.

Finally, his will was broken and he could feel himself giving into the sexual urges roiling inside of him. No longer caring what others would think if he was seen, he straddled the needy dog, who pushed back into him encouragingly. The heat coming off her sex was intense, but inviting and it made his head spin. Practically drooling with anticipation, he reared up and-

"TONY! NO! Bad dog!" He could hear Janet yell from the back of his lust addled mind.

He almost ignored it, bringing his hips forward a few extra inches, but then, the reality of the situation came crashing down on him. He blinked, looking down at the dog. He had almost...

Oh god, he thought before Janet yanked him off the dog.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into him," Janet explained to the woman, between scolding a dazed Tony.

The woman, who had taken a position between them and her dog, waved her hand dismissively.

"It's fine, dogs will be dogs. It's my fault really for not having her spayed yet. I have to admit, though, they would make cute puppies don't you think?" She said, looking Tony over and tapping her chin with a finger.

Janet smirked and looked down at Tony, who's face was still burning with shame and embarrassment.

"You hear that boy? Ashley here thinks you're cute," She said, pulling his head up with his leash.

Despite how disgusted he was with himself, the compliment made his tail swish across the pavement happily. It was an instinctual, almost involuntary reaction, and he feared his fragile mind had reached a breaking point. The animal side of him was wining and had taken yet another piece of his humanity.

"What kind of dog is he anyway?" The woman asked, straining her eyes to examine him further under the dim streetlights. "I don't think I've ever seen a dog quite like him before."

"Great Pyrenees," Janet said without skipping a beat.

"Huh, interesting..." The woman said, losing herself in thought for a moment as she continued to examine Tony.

"Well, this was fun, but we really should be getting home," Janet said, seeming to break Ashley's train of thought.

"Oh yes, of course. Umm, here's my business card, in case you wanted to set up a play-date for these two," She said, producing a small card from her pocket.

Janet took it and looked it over. "Ah, so you're a dog breeder," She said, smirking. That explained why she had taken such an interest in Tony.

"I also do grooming and walking," Ashley explained with a smile.

Nodding, Janet said, "Good to know, we'll be in touch."

The two waved goodbye and went their separate ways, leaving Tony alone with Janet. Tony expected Janet to berate him or punish him in some way, but she said nothing as the two walked in complete silence. The walk home seemed agonizingly slow and as they rounded the last corner onto their block, Tony felt her silence was punishment enough.

After they stepped into the house, Janet, still silent, removed Tony's leash, and the pieces of his disguise, before tending to her own extra layers of clothing.

"There," She finally said, as she hung her jacket in the hall closet. Then, she glared down at Tony and said, "Tony, Tony, Tony... what will I do with you? Even as a dog, all you can do is think with your dick."

Tony flattened his ears against his head and looked away from her. He knew he had done a bad thing, but the more he thought back on it, the more he realized just how good it felt to let loose. He tried to convince himself that it hadn't been him in control of his own actions, but he knew that wasn't entirely true. Part of him was still curious what it would be like to mate with Roxy. Just the thought made him erect, almost painfully so.

Janet watched Tony with amusement. "Oh Tony, you really liked her didn't you? I must say, I'm a little jealous, you never got that hard for me. Perhaps you two were meant to be together..."

Tony's sex-addled brain barely registered the snap of Janet's fingers before he felt a rush of tingling warmth engulf his body. He knew what it meant, but he didn't fight the changes this time, he let them come, accepting his fate.

His breaths became shallow and rapid as the magic passed through his chest. He took as deep a breath as he could muster and let out a strained grunt as his ribs shifted, forcing his chest to barrel out. The stocky, human muscle of his chest and abdomen thinned out, his waist and shoulders drawing in slightly as the extra mass was wicked away from his body. He shuddered at the feeling of his muscles shrinking and shifting, finding this round of punishment to be more enjoyable than the others he had endured.

When he wasn't actively trying to will the transformation away, there was something thrilling about the way his skin tingled when the tufts of fur erupted from the remaining bare skin he possessed. He sighed with contentment as the delightful warmth inched its way toward his crotch, caressing his erect member with its pulsing energy.

Then he felt it, a pleasant tightness from within that pushed its way to the surface of his dick-flesh. He craned his head to see what was happening and moaned as he watched the head of his shaft taper to a point. Starting from the tip, the flesh became flushed, taking on a red hue as it grew slightly longer and thickened at the base where a hard knot of flesh bulged outward. Flesh bunched around his expanding knot to form a protective sheath which quickly sprouted a fine layer of white fur that radiated downward. The tingle of the magic soon dissipated, leaving him sore and desperate for release as his newly formed canine genitals bobbed teasingly before him.

"Wow, quite impressive," Janet said, admiring her handiwork. "I guess I'm not half bad at turning my husband into a dog."

Tony panted, still hot from the warmth of the transformation and the flush of arousal still coursing through him. He craved release, now more than ever, but the effects of Janet's magic were still denying him of that. He looked up at her pleadingly, letting out a soft whine to get her attention. His canine behavior still made him uncomfortable, but it came so naturally to him now that using words didn't seem right either.

Janet looked at Tony's face, the only human part of him remaining, and felt a pang of guilt, or maybe defeat. She realized she couldn't change his face. Was she having regrets? She felt so conflicted over something that had seemed so simple a few days ago, but part of her couldn't go through with it. She wondered if it would be too cruel to leave him like this, but he didn't seem nearly as disturbed as she was.

"What's the look for, huh?" Janet asked, crossing her arms.

Tony whimpered in response, dropping his gaze toward the nagging protrusion between his legs.

Her frown became a smirk. "Oh you think I'm going to reward you after being such a naughty boy?" She said, tapping her foot.

Tony wagged his tail, trying to win her over. Janet simply rolled her eyes.

"Nice try, you're not getting off the hook that easily. You've got a long way to go before you gain my trust again."

Tony swallowed. He should have known it wouldn't be that easy.

Tony spent the following months adjusting to his new form and the life that came with it. He was still himself, in a way, just more docile and obedient. Of course, his face was still his own, though even that could still be quite jarring to him, and as grateful as he was to see his own face staring back at him, part of him wished Janet had completed his transformation. It would certainly make going out in public much simpler; that damn mask made his face itch.

In the end, he supposed his life could be worse. After all, he actually had a better routine now than he had before the change. Most weekdays were spent with the dog walker, Ashley and her dog Roxy, if he was lucky. While weekends and nights were spent with Janet, watching TV, jogging, or taking the occasional trip in the car, which was secretly his favorite activity. Though, he supposed he just loved being a dog, Janet's dog. He liked the sound of that.