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He had so many thoughts running through his head, distant thoughts of fear overwhelmed by the heightened arousal of wearing a collar in front of his new owner, completely naked and exposed to be trained as his pet. He throbbing cock hung between his legs, a glob of pre dripping onto the carpet beneath him as his master raised his head with a hand, making Anthony look into Peter's eyes. "Did you listen to what I said?"

Anthony felt his cheeks burn as he remembered what Peter had told him a few moments ago. 'Anthony isn't a good name for a female, especially not good for a pet... He's going to use my dragoness name I've always wanted as my pet name... Ahh~'

Peter then added, smiling widely, "I told you that your old disgusting human name wouldn't fit you anymore. Your new name from now on is Kyithra and you will only think of your name as such. Do you understand, pet?" He then placed a hand on Kyithra's lips, reminding her, "Remember, pets can't talk, so when you're with me you're only allowed to use body language or animal sounds to communicate. Are you going to be a good girl and do as I say?" Kyithra blushed harder, letting out a murr in response as he nodded. Peter then congratulated her, rub her head like a dog. "Good girl! Now, first thing is first. In order to train a pet, there has to be some sort of reward and I think these exotic dragon treats will do."

He then held out a brown piece of dragon food that looked something like cereal with fruity bits inside it. It was shaped like dog food and yet it somehow gave of a fruity smell making him let out a groan from the thought of wanting to taste it. Peter noticed his reaction and reassured him, using a hand to rub on Kyithra's back. "Does it look good? If you're good and do as your master says then I might give you one. I first want you to get a taste of one, that way you'll be more than eager to earn another pet treat. Kyithra raised his hand, reaching for the treat to eat it instinctively until Peter slapped his hand, letting out a growl at him. "No using your paws! Pets don't eat with their paws, they only use their mouth for that."

Kyithra's cheeks burned hot as he put his maw in his owner's hand, sticking out his tongue as he tried to lick up the treat from his palm. It was surprisingly difficult, not to mention how distracting his throbbing cock was, bouncing up and down with his heartbeat. Eventually, he was able to curl his tongue somewhat around it an grip it in his teeth, throwing it back into his mouth as he tasted it. He was instantly met with a fruity flavor on his tongue along with a crunchy cereal texture. He also for some reason felt an irresistible urge to have another after swallowing the first, looking pleadingly up at his owner as he sat crisscrossed, his hard cock standing up between his legs. Peter shook his head, showing him a peek of the treat bag in his pocket before dropping it back in. "Nope. Not unless if you learn. I'm glad you like it though, it is meant for pets and if you like it then you must just be a natural pet dragoness, aren't you girl?"

Kyithra in response nodded, watching as Peter held out his hand into a fist. Kyithra stared at it for a moment, trying to understand what he wanted him to do as Peter explained to him, "This means sit, girl! When I hold out my hand like this it means you need to sit on your haunches!" He then carefully grabbed Kyithra's arms as if Kyithra couldn't understand him and positioned him into a sitting position on his knees. Kyithra's penis continued to dribble fluid on the carpet and he was then soon taught how to lie down with an open hand signal. After learning both those signals he was then taught to roll over, letting out a squeal of arousal as he rolled over like a pet, finally rewarded with another treat! He quickly licked it off his owner's hand, finding it still difficult but knowing it would get more natural as he became more used to it. 'More used to eating pet treats from my owner's hand... Fuck...'

Peter then began walking towards to kitchen, motioning with his hand for him to follow. Slowly getting up, wanting to just jerk off so bad but resisting, he followed Peter, walking on his hands and knees as he was supposed to. He couldn't help but blush deeply, crawling on the floor like this. It was so humiliating and actually quite difficult but for some reason, he couldn't get enough of it. Once they went into the kitchen though they moved onto the hard wooden floor and that began to rub on his knees making him wince a bit as he sat in the middle of the kitchen, watching Peter as he looked through a wooden cabinet beside the large grey fridge.

Peter glanced over at him, noticing as Kyithra licked her hand and rubbed it on her knee, a little sore already from crawling on the smooth yet hard floor. "I know it may hurt a little right now girl, but don't worry, we'll be spending most of our time training on the carpet in the living room. Also..." He then stopped what he was doing and walked up behind Kyithra, watching as his owner sat down and brought his hand between Kyithra's back legs, letting out an uncontrollable moan as Peter gripped his collared pet's throbbing cock in his hand, pulling on it for a moment as he whispered to Kyithra, "Once you turn into a dragon it'll be much more natural. You won't be crawling on your knees anymore, you'll have paws instead.~"

He then sadly withdrew his hand from Kyithra's member, letting out a little whimper as he did, knowing that if Kyithra touched his own cock he may get in trouble, and he didn't want that. He was going to be a good girl for his owner! Peter then moved back to the cabinet, pulling something out from the back of the shelf, turning around with it in his hands. For a moment he tried to think why he hadn't seen Peter's dog if he had a dog bowl and then blushed fiercely, watching as Peter brought it out from under the sink with a snicker, delighted by Kyithra's reaction. "This, my pet, is your water bowl. I have another one just like it for your food. Whenever you're here with me now, the only way you're going to eat or drink is from a bowl for a pet. It'll give you some good practice for when you have paws." He let out a chuckle, setting the bowl down in a corner by the back door in the kitchen, an empty food bowl laying right next to it.

Kyithra followed him to the back door, watching him as he placed the bowl in front of him, giving him a rub on the head to encourage him to take a drink. Moving up to the bowl he looked into the sink water, leaning down with his ass raised with a huff, placing his hands flat out under him to keep him up while he bent over. He watched from the corner of his eye as his owner moved behind him to get a view of his naked body, letting his tongue take a lap at the water in his dish, pleasure surging through his body from the foreplay. It tasted a bit stale, like sink water should, swallowing it with a murr before taking another lap at the water in arousal, becoming more eager to act only as his pet, the orange collar around his neck making him feel so submissive. Peter commented as he watched him drink from his bowl, placing a hand on his ass to massage it lightly as he walked to his side, admiring his pet. "I'll be getting a little plaque with your name on it for your bowls a little later. They should come in tomorrow hopefully."

Kyithra could feel his chin and face dipping into the water on accident, distracted by his teasing words, letting out a huff as some water got in his nose. Shaking his head he opened his mouth, about to ask for a towel or napkin. Peter noticed this, pointing a finger at Kyithra and quickly snaking his hands between Kyithra's legs as he bent over, earning a loud moan from him as Peter grabbed his throbbing cock, squeezing it tightly. He also placed a hand on the back of his neck, making Kyithra squeal in surprise, forced onto the ground into a breeding position, his ass raised high for his to use. Kyithra then whimpered a bit, feeling his tight grip on his cock, avoiding his gaze as he leaned towards the bowl again in submission. He could feel his owner growling into his ear, caressing it softly with a finger, "What did I say? No talking! You are my pet now and if you don't do as I say then you will be punished." He then felt his hand slowly rub up and down his length, Peter's arm rubbing against his thighs as he stroked him in the bent over position.

Kyithra in response whimpered back, opening his mouth and letting his tongue lol out as his master stroked him, a collar on, drinking from his water bowl as a pet. 'God, he's stroking me... I'm his pet... Ahh.~' He could feel his breathing quickening, placing his head on his side as he panted, not wanting to move an inch with his dominant master giving him pleasure. He imagined spreading his wings on the floor, raising his tail high so the male could pleasure him. 'God, it won't be long until I actually have all those things... I'll be able to raise my tail and rake my claws against the ground in pleasure, roaring like a dragon.'

Peter then sadly pulled back from the strokes, taking his hand off from his shaft and standing up again, walking over to the counter to grab something. Kyithra whimpered at him, throwing him a frustrated lustful glare as he held himself on his hands and knees again. He then felt his cheeks flush as Peter picked up an orange leash from the counter, slowly walking back over to Kyithra and attaching it around the metal loop that held his name tag on it, latching it in place with the other end of the collar wrapped around his wrist once with the end in his hand, giving a light tug to pull Kyithra away from his bowl. "Now, before I take you out on a walk with me on the streets I better make sure you know how to behave."

He was then led for the next few minutes around the lower section of the house, feeling a pull on his neck as his owner tugged him back with the leash, keeping him at his side as they walked, giving him playful rubs on his ass when he did well. Kyithra could feel himself getting much more into it all now, letting out a feminine coo as he played the part, rubbing his head against his hand. After all this though he finally brought him to the stairs, letting Kyithra lead the way as he crawled up the stairs on his hands and feet, letting out little purrs as he did in arousal, his still dripping cock begging for attention, hanging between his legs, his ball sack swinging back and forth with each step. The idea of just having himself so exposed to his owner with a collar and leash on drove himself way too horny to care about any sense of privacy.

By the time the reached the top of the stairs Peter quickly took the lead, tugging on his leash a little to remind him it was there, Kyithra raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he was brought into a large bathroom, slowly making his way inside on the white tiled floor, watching as Peter closed the door behind him. He widened his eyes as he admired the living room wide bathroom, a large jet-bath on the side with a sink and a shower as well on the opposite side. He also noticed another door on the other side of the room, Peter speaking up as he saw him looking at it. "That door right there leads to the toilet but don't worry about that. You won't be using that room at all when you're here. Only humans can open door handles so I got you something else to replace that. Something much more fitting for an animal..."

It was then that Peter let out a chuckle, pulling on his leash to get his attention as he nodded towards the floor of the sink and counter. When Kyithra looked he felt his breath catch in his throat, a large orange litterbox lying on the ground. He widened his eyes as he saw his pet name written in cursive on the front, "Kyithra~". He panted, arching his back as he so badly wanted to touch his cock and jerk off. Peter then walked him over to it, removing his leash as he locked the door behind them to keep them both in. He then teased Kyithra as he got on his knees, putting a paw on his rear to try and get him to stand on top of the litterbox. "Come on, I got this just for you so you can have somewhere to go the bathroom! Dragons wouldn't be able to use toilets anyways so you'll have to get used to using a litter box."

Despite how much he wanted to jerk off he couldn't help but blush and groan as he suddenly realized, as if by some sudden instinct when he climbed onto the litterbox, that he badly had to go pee after drinking so much water from his bowl downstairs. He huffed softly, pushing his legs together as his mind told him it was alright to pee here like his mind already knew this was where he belonged. Peter could tell it was affecting him, smiling, "I had a feeling that if I gave you some water it may... convince you to use the litterbox even tonight. I know it must be so kinky to think about it... Not being able to use a toilet again, only able to use the bathroom on a litterbox made for pets, because that's all you're going to be soon once the collar is done with you.~" He then stood back up, turning around as he began to walk towards the door, commenting, "I can see you probably need to get used to the idea of peeing in a box so I'll let you do it the first time on your own. Next time you have to use the bathroom though, I may have to watch. You know, just to make sure my pet knows what she's doing.~" He then unlocked the door and closed it behind him, leaving Kyithra finally alone in the bathroom on his litterbox, the orange collar still around his neck as his cock fought over what it needed to do more: cum or piss.

Although he found it completely humiliating to pee in a litterbox, just like an animal, he knew that if he pissed in the toilet in the other room that his owner would be able to tell that the litterbox hadn't been used and would most likely punish him. He wasn't sure what kind of 'punishments' he would give but he decided he'd rather not find out. Taking a deep breath he pissed in the litter box on all fours, trying to go slow as to not cover himself in any. He still got a few splashes on himself but by the time he was done he grabbed a quick towel and dried himself off. When he looked back at the litterbox he blushed, knowing that he'd just pissed in it, the litter inside soaking up the urine. He then heard his owner outside as he knocked on the door. "Is my girl acquainted with her litterbox yet?" In response Kyithra let out a trill near the door, putting his hands on it like a dog would scratch their paws on a door to let their owner know they wanted in or out.

He then opened the door, walking into the bathroom and over to the litterbox to make sure his pet hadn't peed on the floor or the toilet. He then smiled as he looked at it, returning back to Kyithra who waited at the door with heavy heated cheeks. "There you go! I didn't even have to train you to do that, it just came naturally to you. Such a good dragoness." He then gave his head a rub, attaching the leash back onto the collar, leading Kyithra back down the steps again into the living room. As they entered the living room Kyithra could see that the sky was darkening already. 'Wow, how long have I been here?' Peter looked outside as well through the backyard window.

"Don't worry, I think I've given you all the training you need for the day, that is except for one more little trick." He gave a wicked smile, gazing over Kyithra's body with lust, walking over to him. He then only said one word, speaking it as if it was any other command. "Breed." Kyithra widened his eyes at him, huffing as he tilted his head in confusion of what he wanted him to do. He answered, placing a hand on his rump, "That means to bend over into a breeding position. Whenever I say 'Breed' you will do this." He then helped moved Kyithra's body into position, acting as if he couldn't understand what his master was saying, forcing his upper body onto the floor with his cheek against the carpet while Peter used his hands to raise his ass high, cock and balls dangling between his legs. After stepping back for a moment he told him to get back up and once he did he ordered him 'Breed' one last time, Kyithra willingly bending over to expose himself to him.

He then arched his back, a hot breath escaping his muzz-mouth as his owner slowly started to undress, unzipping and unbuttoning his pants, pulling those down eagerly along with his dark grey boxers, gasping as his huge length sprung forth. Kyithra couldn't know for sure, but it looked like it was about 8inches long, watching as he didn't bother to take his shirt off, tugging on the leash as he slowly let his hands glide up Kyithra's ass, back, neck and all the way to his head until Peter had climbed all the way on top of him, letting out a squeal as he felt Peter's length press up firmly against his ass, realizing that they hadn't used any lube or anything. He let out a whimper which turned into a lustful moan halfway through as Peter dove his hand between Kyithra's legs, gripping his shaft and slowly stroking it, his own member rubbing against his exposed 'tailhole'. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to breed you. I know you probably are dying to feel my length inside you, but good girls don't need to cum. The only time you'll ever get bred is when you're in heat sometime in the spring. Maybe then I'll find a male who can breed you and satisfy your needs. But for now..." He then gripped his length tightly, licking Kyithra's neck once, "You're only going to get to be teased, denied of cumming until I let you. Do you understand, girl?~"

Kyithra panted, scrunching up his eyes as his focus turned fully onto the thrusting of his owner's hand between his legs, stroking and gripping, earning globs of fresh pre-cum dripping under his crotch and onto Peter's hand, lubing his cock up so that he can be jerked off faster. He then felt Peter tug roughly on the leash, pulling Kyithra's head up while he leaned down and nibbled on his pet's neck, licking it as his erect shaft continued to rub up and down against Kyithra's ass hole. He couldn't hold back from humping back into his owner's wet hands, the slickness only driving him wilder, the collar around his neck itching and strained from the tight pull on it. He could hear the little identification and name tag jingle together with every thrust into his hand, making him moan as he realized it sounded just like a dogs collar when they moved.

As Peter began to quickly jerk him off faster he then began to talk dirty to him, Kyithra already feeling his climax begin to rise closer from all the foreplay they had done earlier. He began to moan loudly, feeling his arousal take complete control as his whole body fought out to orgasm, leaning back into the pull of the collar, listening to Peter as he whispered into his ear hotly, "Good girl, so horny right now. All you want is to become my pet dragoness, isn't it? To be turned into a female with the collar you're wearing, walking on four legs as a dragon, eating and drinking from a bowl with only your mouth. After all, nobody would know you were once a human. You'd just be seen as an animal and everyone would treat you like one, as my pet. Does that make you want to cum, girl?~"

Kyithra squealed, breathing rapidly as he madly thrusted his crotch into his hand, feeling his orgasm rise closer with every hump. He could hear wet squelches from Peter's pre-lubed hand jerking him off, the sound and whispers of dirty words in his ears driving him insane. He then widened his eyes as he felt his owners cock up against his ass, his last taunting whisper lingering in the musky air. "Alright, you can cum now slut. Cum into your master's hand, knowing that in the morning you'll already have started your transformation into me pet dragoness." Kyithra didn't need any more encouragement, opening his mouth and crying out with a choke from the rough pull on his neck, his hips and thighs burning from exhaustion as he stopped, spurting his hot sticky seed into his owner's hand, still milking his member, creating a puddle of semen on the ground. His eyelids drooped as he rode out his orgasm, moaning as his owner congratulated him, licking his neck, "That's a girl, just let it out. You've been so pent up today..."

This went on for a few more moments before Kyithra collapsed on his side, panting as he tried to catch his breath, faint waves of pleasure still pulsing through his body. Peter then finally got back up onto his feet, undoing the leash and taking it with him into the kitchen. The smell of musk was strong in the air, filling his senses as he slowly recovered his strength, moving onto his knees as he watched Peter come back in from the kitchen bringing with him a leather jacket. He then threw it at Kyithra's feet, telling him as he watched him stand back up with a huff, "Here, take this jacket with you. It has a big collar for the jacket that you can keep up so that way it'll hide the collar around your neck from others. It'll be kinda like that then but it'll get the job done nonetheless. You aren't allowed to take the collar of anyways so this will help you deal with it."

Kyithra picked up the jacket, looking it over and admiring it. He'd always wanted a leather jacket and this looked just like the style he'd wear. 'It's going to be the only thing hiding the collar from all of my friends though... I better be careful...'

Peter then added, looking him over, "Remember, you won't be needing it for long. It's just a substitute until you turn into a dragon. Then when I feel it's ready you can start living with me and you'll have no more need for those pesky clothes." He then let Kyithra gather his clothes back up along with the jacket, going into the bathroom to wash himself off for a moment after their frisky session together, coming back out with his t-shirt and pants on, the leather jacket around his shoulders with the collar of the jacket still open in the front. With a clip of the unusual bottom on the top of the collar, it held the collar snuggly against his neck, hiding the orange collar beneath. Peter walked up to him, caressing his cheek for a moment before finishing, "No one will know you're wearing a collar that will turn you into a pet dragoness. Every second you wear that you are becoming more and more feminine slowly. It'll be our little secret."

The both of them then walked to the front door, Kyithra finally realizing that his legs were shaking a bit from cumming in a breeding position. It made his legs feel a little weak, but despite all that, he still had to make it home. Then he could relax and think about everything. After making sure he didn't leave anything, Peter drove him home, making teasing comments as he drove to make Kyithra slightly hornier again already. It only took about ten minutes until they arrived at Kyithra's... 'Wait... Have I been thinking of myself as Kyithra this whole time? Wow, this collar must have already started working if I thought of myself like that.' He shook his head, saying his name in his mind as if it was foreign to him for some reason. The fact that he had to do this scared him a bit, but then again the collar was supposed to rewire his brain. He guessed this was just one of the first few effects it would have on him.

It was only about ten minutes before they arrived at Anthony's house, Peter commenting as Anthony unbuckled his seatbelt to leave, "You were a good girl today. Anthony. I'm sure that by sunrise tomorrow you'll already be changing in a female dragon so make sure you have some fun without me. I'll see you later tomorrow night."

As Anthony stepped back out of the car and closed the door he then realized, "Wait, what time do you plan on-" But as he turned around the car was already halfway down the road, turning around a corner and out of site. He stood there blinking for a moment, looking over himself a reaching a hand up to his neck to feel the collar underneath the collar of his shirt. He suddenly felt a bit cold despite the warm air, watching as some strangers walked across the road from him on another sidewalk, glancing at him before returning their glances to the pavement ahead. He was almost sure they could somehow make out the collar on his neck despite the jacket and because of this he hurried back into his apartment, peeking inside as he quickly made his way up the staircase, passing by his neighbors door as he did, trying to be quiet with his rushed footsteps, hoping not to draw any attention to himself and have anyone talk to him. He was still blushing lightly and he wasn't sure what he'd do if one of his neighbors tried to talk to him in his horny and flustered state, the collar around his neck so close to being discovered.

With a breath of a relief and a soft push, he closed his door behind him, locking the latch on the top as he leaned against the door, staring at his kitchen table and living room to the right blankly, thinking about all that had happened. 'Oh my god, did that all just really happen? I'm not dreaming right?' He looked up and at the door to his bedroom beside the end of the kitchen, the familiar fridge and small round table he'd eat breakfast at. But despite all his normal surroundings, as he removed the jacket and placed it on a coat hanger by the door, he reached up and felt the unfamiliar orange collar around his neck, snugly fit around him with a latch. It had become a little uncomfortable itchy and he did admit to himself that it would be hard to get used to having that on his neck every moment for every day, but he supposed he just had to get used to it. 'I'm sure that when I grow scales around my neck it won't be as itchy... When I grow scales... Ahh, I could already have scales by the morning!~'

With his mind racing with curiosity and lustfulness he ran into his room, locking the door there as well as he quickly stripped and jumped into bed, resting his head on his pillow and pulling the covers over himself for a moment, feeling so weird that everything seemed just a normal as they had this morning as if nothing had happened when in reality everything was about to change.

With the collar around his neck, he then jerked off, imagining what changes may possibly happen by the next morning, thinking of how good of a pet he was today and how the treats tasted good. How he had peed in a litterbox and drank out of a dog bowl. He was such a good girl! He would make an amazing obedient pet and now all he had to do was wait to transform. With this in mind and his blissful climax reached he curled up under the covers, not worrying to clean his mess as he fell asleep, dreaming of what the morning may hold.

To Be Continued...~