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Prompts: A Game, Part 2

" Jane I have no idea who you are talking about. I don't know any Ben's. Well not our age at least. And I doubt you are talking about my uncle Ben" Garry tilts his head to the side in confusion. His blue eyes staring straight into Jane's. Her eyes go wide for a brief moment before she turns around and pulls out a wooden box from behind.

"Huh. Maybe you did not see him at University then." Jane laughs nervously, knowing deep inside that Ben and Garry were best friends at University, seeing each other every single day.

"What's with the box?" Garry asks curious, inspecting the runes embedded into the sides with his eyes, trying to picture what they could mean.

"Something I picked up from a Curio shop. Strange lady ran in, looked about my age yet talked as if she had been running a shop for tens of years" Jane shrugged placing the box down in between the two of them.

"Looks kinda. I dunno. Evil?" Garry turns his head to the side even more as he reaches out to touch the symbols. His finger brushing against the fine carved engravings.

"Putting that English degree to good use huh Garry." Jane snickers before raising her hands up in the air in a dramatic pose. Her Black T-shirt exposing her stomach as she does so.

"Imorty, Alafar... Resorp!" She bellows from the top of her lungs. The box beginning to shudder and rattle. A slit forming down the center of the box's roof. With a slam the Roof opens wide, a plume of pitch black smoke starts to envelop the room. Coughing and spluttering from the smoke Garry speaks.

"What is going on!? Why did you shout in tongues!?" Garry's voice hints with panic. His vision becoming obscured by the smoke.

"I don't know, it should have just swallowed you up..." Jane speaks with a cough. Her vision completely blocked by the smoke. Al of a sudden they both feel dizzy. Their eyelids unable to remain open. With a crash the both of them hit the ground falling into a induced sleep.

Jane's eyes open to see an unfamiliar sight. The room she was just in gone. Replaced instead with a spacious but dimly lit room. The walls covered in crimson coloured drapes, sigils identical to the markings on the box plastered all over the drapes in a seemingly incoherent pattern. Directly in front of her was a extraordinarily large flat screen television, covering almost the entirety of the wall with two drapes bunched up to it's sides. It was currently turned off. To her left was a heart shaped waterbed. Covered in soft, rose coloured silken sheets, an indention of someone (or something) has recently been lying on top of it showing a rough figure of a person sprawled on top, who had most likely creased the sheets.

To the right side of the room was a wooden door fastened by several locks, luckily for Jane on this side of the door. A small hole on the door allowed for viewing to would be entrants a peculiar thing for a room such as this. She had found herself sitting on top of a smooth leather sofa, purple satin pillows to her sides shaped like hearts, sitting the middle it seemed to fit around 3 normal sized humans. Small compared to the size of the room and even more so when compared to the bed which looked like it could fit 10.

"Bzzt!" The television let out a loud piercing electronic noise as it switched on illuminating the dim room with it's bright artificial light. Jane's eyes adjusting to the light difference, a picture slowly coming through.

The dungeon! It was the dungeon from before. The one Sam had ended up in! The angle of the camera only showing the wall filled with shackles. In the spot where Sam was before Garry was instead. Naked, toned chest exposed to the dungeons cold air. Long Brown hair dropped down other his face as he hung there.

"I guess it did work..." Jan whispered to herself letting out a sigh of relief. "I thought it had chosen me instead for a moment then." A drip of nervous sweat raced down her forehead quickly wiped away by her hand.

"Yes Jane. You weren't chosen. At least not right now." A familiar voice came from the television. The television suddenly filled with the sight of two large crimson furred covered breasts. Scales located around it's underside to keep it sturdy.

"Oh h-hey..." Jane squeaked out timidly. Unsure what to say now she had sacrificed yet another of her friends to this 'Matron'.

"My. Why so timid my dear? That is something we can fix when we meet in just a few moments. I bet you are confused where you are. It's simple really. You are in a brothel." The breasts took a step backwards to reveal the Matrons canine muzzle along with her breasts.

"Ah. Wait what!?" Jane exclaimed standing up from her sofa.

"Now now. I just had some of my servants collect you and take you to the red light district. My disciples really did a great job spreading sin while I was away. I look forward to rewarding them when I return." The matron laughs a toothy grin forming on her muzzle.

"No. I did what you asked so I am leaving! I can't take any more of this..." The conviction in Jane's voice faded with each word stepping tentatively towards the door.

Without warning the door swung open, a bang echoing through the room as the handle collided with the wall. In the door frame was someone Jane had not seen for a few days.

In the door frame stood a short (No more than 5 feet Tall) curvy feminine figure. Her skin coated in thick crimson fur just like the Matrons. Two DD cup breasts hung from her chest, nipples hard and erect. Down her toned yet somehow curvy body was an exposed slit dripping constantly with want. Wide hips and thighs crafted entirely with the goal to elicita sexual response. Legs leading to canine paws lifting her heels off the ground.

"Sam!?" Jane blurted out stopping in her tracks as she looked over the overtly sexualized figure blocking her exit. She could not help but feel a reaction come from her body. A heat beginning to rise in her crotch.

"Ha. She does not go by that any more. She put up little resistance you know. Not the quickest I have seen but up there! I tend to just call her 'Bitch' at this point. Because it is what she is." The matron laughs once more, with each laugh her voice sounds more sinister to Jane, though she is unsure if that is her imagination or not.

"I... I can't. I'm so sorry Sam. Look what she has done to you!" The sensation continues to build while she clenches her fist.

"She is under your control Girl. You can give her any command and she will do it. I promised you power beyond your contemplation. This is just the tip of the iceberg. I can see it in your heart. Your soul. You are destined to rule and with my power you will achieve everything you desire. Either embrace your future. Or leave and suffer the fate your so called 'friends' have embraced." The matrons words dripping with malice. Jane had no reason to believe them, but deep down she knew it was true. Why did she do the same to Garry that she had done by accident to Sam. Had it been an accident? Perhaps it's what she truly wanted.

"I. I suppose I do not have much of a choice do I?" Jane let out a coy smile moving her way back to the sofa taking a seat in the centre facing directly at the TV.

"Ha. Mortals and there 'choices' why they think such things exist is beyond me. Now command your pet. " The matron points in the direction of Sam.

"Sam. To me." Jane commands but Sam does not move.

"I told you. Sam no longer exists. Try something else" The Matrons spoke with a sigh stepping slowly over to Garry, still shackled against the wall.

"Uhmm.. Pet to me!" Jane commanded once again. This time the Hellhound Bitch walked over to Jane, her movements exaggerated and slow, purposely done to jiggle her breasts and ass with each step. Taking around a minute to finally reach Jane who watched the walk with ever increasing arousal.

"Pet. Speak" Jane commanded once more.

"Yes Mistress." The bitches voice was sultry imbued with a French accent.

"That is not quite what I expected. Though perhaps I should have known better. Sit pet" Jane patted the pillow next to her, giving little time for Jane to remove her hand the Hellhound crashed down onto the sofa then leant against Jane. The Hellhound's breasts pressed against Jane's. The warmth radiating from them along with the friction caused by the fur against her clothing sent shivers of pleasure down her chest, and then the rest of her body.

"So warm..." Jane moans as the Hellhound pushed against her. Warm arms reaching around her as Sam pulls her into a tight hug.

"Can you feel that warmth spreading within you? Use it. Tell me. What do you wish to become of Garry? With Sam's soul my power has grown so much. I can do anything you desire to this so called friend of yours!" The Matron winks at Jane that toothy grin returning to her muzzle.

"I." Jane moans once again as Sam squeezes her body. "I can't think of anything better than another Hellhound. At least for now.A matching pair shall we say"

As soon as Jane's sentence ends Garry's body begins to convulse. The Camera zooms in to give Jane a closer look on Garry's changing body.

"A good choice. I expected something a little more exotic. But it's hard to beat perfection is it not?" The Matron runs her hand down Garry's leg. Ash coloured fur spreading from the spots she touches. Face still drooped downwards, it slowly begins to rise before a sudden jerk. His eyes dart around the room, then at the Matron before finally looking directly at Jane.

His mouth opens but nothing escapes it. The matron quickly places her hand over it, fur spreading around it pushing outwards into her hand. All the while a heat began to build up from within causing him to let out squeaks of moans, and short rapid breaths."Silence servant. You will speak when required and not before." The Matron shouts angrily at the shackled man teasing his leg with her claw.

Garry nods, unsure why exactly he did so, he felt a strong conviction to obey her. But why?

As these thoughts raced around his head the fur continued to spread. Everywhere it touched his skin smoothed out removing any blemishes from their way. Reaching his feet they lengthened them cracking his ankles as they shifted into paws. Toes lengthening outwards forming claws. The process repeated itself for his other leg.

Once the fur reached his thighs they grew outwards. Gaining in both muscle and fat, forming two large jiggling thick thighs. Reaching soon after his hips. His hips ached, unable to cope with the size of his new and improved thighs they quickly grew outwards, giving the soon to be canine a pair of wide voluptuous birthing hips.

Meanwhile Garry's face had become covered entirely in the Ashen fur. His face pushed out into a long canine muzzle, teeth sharpened to match a predators requirements. Fur now making its way upwards to his eyes his vision faded for a moment returning better than it ever had been. Able to see every inch of the room. Every soft supple curve on the Matron which teased his senses. His ears had the same treatment. All noise faded away onto to be soon deafened by the sounds coming from... him! He was moaning softly and breathing heavily. The warmth continuing to build. His ears moved up the side of his now fur covered head as they grew more than double in side and ended in a tip giving the man a pair of fluffy sensitive and well perceptive canine ears. The final change to his head was his hair. Dark brown before it shifted in tone to a platinum blonde but kept it's shoulder length size.

Fur spreading from his hips over his ass it suffered the same changes that had been done to his thighs. Fat collecting in his cheeks giving the man a pair of large, bubbly and most importantly jiggly buttocks. Finished with his ass his cock and balls were enveloped in the tide of fur. Giving Garry no time to say goodbye to his manhood they swallowed the cock and balls greedily. The tip of his cock reaches his crotch in seconds. His balls receding inside as his skin flaps were smoothed (Mostly, as the fur caused some roughness) before a sensitive warm, dripping labia came to replace the empty spot his vanishing cock had left. A sudden emptiness washed over his body as his cock continued to pull inside him. No it was not pulling inside, it was completely inside! Forming a warm, needy and perhaps most worryingly empty vagina.

The changes were almost done. There was just a few parts for the fur to correct. Unlike Sam as the fur spread over her torso it toned and slimmed it giving the now female a slim hourglass figure. Finally the fur reached her nipples. The building warmth reaching a climax as it jumped from her newly formed slit to her chest. Letting out a loud uncontrollable moan from her muzzle, she sounded entirely feminine, sultry and teasing. The flesh around her nipples grew more and more sensitive, chest expanding outwards as it created two bumps under the fur. The Matrons raised her hand to cup the growing breasts with glee.

"My I wonder how large these will get. D? DD?" She giggles turning to Jane.

"What do you think?" She winks.

"Uhmmmm DD?" Jane squirms in Sam's touch who all this time had been squeezing her breasts against Jane's

"No No. Speak with conviction! You are the owner of a harem of Demonic Hellhound Bitches after all. Well. Sub owner..." She laughs jiggling Garry's breasts, continuing to grow in her grasp as Garry moans louder and louder, a trickle of cum escaping her labia soaking the fur around it.

"E! E cup! Just a little bigger than Sams..." Jane blushed surprised that she just straight out said it. But the Matron looked on with a wide toothy grin yet again.

"You heard the woman Bitch. E cup it is!" She grasps the breasts in her hands speeding up the process. Warmth and pleasure washed over Garry's body as the fondling and squeezing of her breasts is too pleasurable to contain. It only takes a few seconds thanks to the Matrons help to reach two E cup size breasts.

The final changes come down her arms. Removing his excess muscle ,leaving only the bare minimum required as it replaces the excess with fat leaving her with soft feminine looking arms covered in the now overly familiar Ash fur. Hands morphing into soft dainty feminine hands tipped with inch long jet black claws.

Garry's changes complete the Matron snaps her fingers. The TV cuts out with a crackle. Suddenly a warmth comes from Jane's left side. It was Garry! Or well what Garry had become. Sitting beside Jane. She looked confused and scared.

"Garry. Give your Mistress a snuggle would you?" The Matrons voice came from behind Jane. With zero hesitate Garry pressed her E cup breasts into Jane's side. Arms wrapping around Jane's body. Alongside she felt a weight on her head. Standing behind her was the Matron who had propped her warmth soft breasts on top of Jane's head.

"Soul twenty and the prison is broken. Oh my we are going to have so much fun together Jane. Just like your friends are..."