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The night seemed to pass by faster than Anthony had realized, for it only seemed like a moment later that the sun began peaking over the horizon, piercing through the glass of his living room, shining down onto his sleeping form. He blinked as the light reached his eyes, yawning loudly, stretching his arms out in front of himself, convincing himself to flip onto his stomach and arch his back, letting out a soft murr as awoke, wiping the sleepiness from his eyes. It was then as his eyes began to adjust again that he began to notice a big difference in his hands.

His nails seemed like they were growing, extending while slowly changing color from tan to a smooth white, beginning to sharpen more than usual at the end. He also used his right hand to touch the back of his left, running it over the black scales that had covered more than half of his hand, feeling the soft and tough texture beneath his fingers. He then let out a gasp, putting a hand over his mouth as he noticed that the length of his fingers had seemed to have shrunk, not more than an inch, but the difference still left him in excitement and nervousness. 'I'm starting to grow paws with claws... Is this supposed to happen? I... I didn't think about this.'

As he started to move his head around to examine the rest of his body on the couch he felt something thick on the back of his head bump against the arm of the chair, reaching back to feel his... horn! He let his fingers run along both his white horns, the length of them increasing dramatically from the day before, nearly at what Anthony would assume as their full size, about half the length of his arm from what he could feel. He could feel his head aching still but still gripped his horns tightly with his hands nonetheless, met with tough resistance from the bone-like structure once again.

It was then that an odd smell seemed to reach his nose, drawing his attention away from his horns. He raised his head, taking a few whiffs before letting out a sigh of desire, detecting an almost floral scent in the air. It was then when he looked down between his legs, following the trail that he realized where it was coming from, moaning loudly, his cheeks burning as he stared at it.

Where his cock had been only hours ago on his crotch he found it to have disappeared, instead replaced with a dripping, luscious, needy vagina, lying between his legs as it ached for attention. 'Oh my god, I have a fucking cunt! There's no... no way...' He took a deep breath, cursing in shock and arousal, reaching a hand down slowly between his legs, taking his finger and tentatively running it between the lips lightly. As he first made contact he yelped, thwacking his tail on the couch beneath him.

With a momentary pause on his nectar hole, he turned his gaze to his tail, rolling onto his side with his tail falling off the side of the couch so he could get a good look at it. The tail had grown exponentially, reaching the size of dog's tail, maybe a little longer with black scales covering it completely. He reached a hand down and found he was able to connect his middle and thumb together around the width of it, testing its thickness. His tail had even seemed to form a small spade-like shape on the end of his tail, the edges soft and rounded more for design and looks than for defense or offense manners. He could also see some white fur sprouting out in a line down the center of her tail, small little white plates forming on the underside of it, kinda like how his skin had transformed into scales the day before except that this time they were much bigger and thicker. He then began to notice a slight white hue and almost plating starting to appear on his chest, realizing that he was growing a plated underbelly, white to match his fur and talons, his breathing becoming heavy as he examined all the changes.

He then moved his focus back to his slit, noticing the large nub of a clit on the top, giving it a light rub, circling it with loud moans, the sensation of pleasure between his legs feeling so much stronger than any pleasure he'd ever felt before as a male.

It then suddenly began to seem almost foreign to him to call himself a male. He knew that inside he was a male but now that he looked over himself, wagging his tail and letting his claw-like finger rub between his cunt that he began to wonder what male parts of him were really left. 'My cocks' gone now and my skin is slowly turning into scales like a dragoness... Oh, wait!' He then got an idea, "How is my- Okay, good. My voice is still deep like a male." He breathed a sigh of relief, although, in reality, he wasn't quite sure why. He had asked for this, to be turned into a dragoness pet, but for some reason, seeing as this orange collar around his neck actually transformed him into that, it seemed to spike his fear and emotions, causing him to shiver in dismay.

He could feel his mind spinning around the fact that the transformation to a dragoness had to be over soon. 'I'd already look exactly like a female if anyone was to meet me, so it's gotta be close to over now... Right?' Something between his legs though urged him forwards, pushing his worry to the side as it almost attempted to distract him from his thoughts, it's scent intoxicating him as it filled his senses with lust. It was then very odd feeling aroused because nothing seemed to grow between his legs. No cock hardening and growing, just a wet and burning desire of need between his legs, begging to be pleasured.

It was then as he was playing with the lips of his pussy that he realized he had to reach further back than he had once thought he'd have to, reaching his finger down less than a few inches, realizing with surprise that his ass was almost touching the edge of his slit. 'Uh, that's odd... I hope something didn't go wrong...' He then shook his head, bringing a finger to his mouth as he lubed it up with his saliva, a long strand connecting the finger to his mouth before drawing it back to his tail hole, blushing at the thought. 'Tail hole... I have a tail hole because I'm becoming an animal.~' He then pressed the end of his finger in slowly, using his other hand to rub at his clit, squirming on the couch on his back, arching his back from the pleasure as his ass tensed around the finger, trying to resist.

He then paused, nearly screaming in excitement and surprise, covering his mouth as he felt two little stubs on the back of his shoulders rubbing uncomfortably on the couch below him, hindering him from lying straight on his back without some uncomfortable pressure put on her... 'WINGS!'

He quickly flipped over, sadly pulling out his finger from his ass as he whimpered, focusing his attention on the small nubs on his back. He tried to curl his head around his back to get a good look at them, and with a gasp, although he couldn't see much yet, he could still make out a new shape growing from his shoulder bones. Wanting to get a better look he forced himself to his feet again, noticing that his toes were starting to grow talons as well, white little claws tapping on the ground as he walked. It almost felt weird, as if he was in some awkward stage between becoming fully a dragon and a human and in all honesty, he wasn't sure what he wanted more at the minute. The collar seemed to think otherwise though and with Peter in the back of his mind he went on with the plan, fixing his eyes on the door to the bathroom.

With a swing of the door open, he rushed inside, turning around and stretching his head over at the mirror to look at his back from a side view, shouting, "No fucking way..!" He stood with his maw agape, looking at two large nubs of scaled flesh poking out on his shoulders, instinctively being able to move them slightly, watching as they wiggled as he told them to, a blush washing over him as he then picked up his tail in a hand, examining his body in the mirror. He tilted his crotch forward so he could see his slit, pulling his tail around to his belly, his nubs of wings still visible, admiring what a beautiful dragoness he was becoming. 'I'm literally becoming the dragoness I've always wanted to be... This has to be a dream.' He reached a hand down and found a patch of regular skin, pinching it hard between his fingers. "Oww!" He yelped, seething through his teeth, biting his lip as he looked back in the mirror at his attractive body. "Nope, I guess this... has to be real. Wow."

He spun a little in the mirror, admiring the smooth curves around his ass that the collar had created, his once slightly muscular chest thinning out into a more feminine form. 'I gotta say if I was a male dragon I'd wanna fuck me. Haha...' He chuckled to himself, feeling more turned on than he thought he would from looking at himself. Standing in front of him was a real dragoness, not a fantasy, and that dragoness was him!

It's then that his phone buzzes in his pocket, pulling it out and reading a text message that had popped up.

• I want to see what you look like. Come over to my place, and don't try making excuses, pet.

• Come over. Now.

He blushed, looking in the mirror once again at himself, taking a deep breath while he nodded, "Yeah, it probably wouldn't do any good to try and have some time to myself today. He'd most likely just drop by here anyways and 'punish' me in some way." He thought about that for a moment, wondering what kind of sexual punishment he might put upon him and then thought better of it, walking into his room to grab his car keys.

He then realized as he was getting dressed that his changes would be hard to hide at this point. His tail stuck out a cut-out hole in the back of his shorts but despite this, his wings, tail, and horns were too large to simply cover with a jacket or hat. 'Is there anything big enough I can wear that will hide everything?' He stood there in thought for a moment, fear and arousal running through his head as he thought about being found out, someone catching him in the car as he drove, noticing his change from human to dragoness. Of course, they'd most likely be more confused than anything about what they were seeing but it would still be embarrassing to get caught, knowing he was slowly turning into a dragon that would only become nothing more than a pet.

When Peter texted again firmly that he had 30 minutes to arrive or he'd be in trouble he had no choice but to throw on his jacket, running out of his apartment and down the stairs in hope that no one would take a close look at him as he rushed to his car. To his much needed relief no one stopped him as he jumped into the car, taking a minute just to relax as he positioned himself uncomfortably on the driver seat, an odd feeling in his mind telling him that he wasn't supposed to drive as if... 'As if it's slowly rewiring my brain to think like a pet. Ahh.'

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He drove a little faster than he usually would, stopping once at a red light, pulling his jacket up and over his horns for the moment as a passenger from another vehicle glanced at him, giving him an odd look from his posture to which Anthony just sat still for, unable to meet his eyes as he intensely blushed. He couldn't help but reach down into his pants, playing with his cunt, rubbing a finger over the clit and lips to tease himself, loving the humiliation. Finally though, five minutes before he was supposed to be there he hopped out of the car, locking it and sprinting as he held his jacket close, watching his small tail wag in the air behind him, his little nubs of wings instinctively trying to flap as if he was trying to fly away, distracting him enough to not worry too much. That was until he reached the front door of Peter's mansion-like house.

The door then swung open as Peter stood in the doorway, smiling as he examined her form. "My my, you sure changed overnight, and I must say I can't wait to see what else has changed under those pesky clothes of yours." He then meets Anthony's eyes with a lustful glare, motioning into the house with his hand, "In, Kyithra! In!" He pulled out a treat from his pocket, throwing it through the door and onto the carpet of the living room inside as if he expected Anthony to run after it like a dog. "Fetch, girl!~"

Instead of trying to fight it though, knowing in an odd way that he was the only one who would really accept him for who he was right now, even if that was as a pet, it gave him some sort of confidence or assurance, his cunt dripping onto his underwear, getting onto all fours as he leaped forward into the house. He heard the door close behind him, listening to Peter lock it with a click, rolling over and picking up the treat in his hand. As he raised it to his mouth he then remembered he wasn't allowed to use his hands, quickly dropping it onto the carpet with a whimper, watching as Peter walked over and growled at him lightly, softly leaning down and licking up the fruity treat, blinking his eyes in surprise as it somehow seemed even tastier than it had the previous day. He even noticed that walking on all fours was somehow becoming easier to him, but at the moment he still had no idea why.

Peter then leaned down in front of him, reaching out a hand to cup his face. It was odd though because it almost seemed as if his chin had... grown? It then hit him, widening his eyes as he lifted a hand, gasping at how he could have missed it, realizing that his face was somehow starting to grow outwards into a snout. 'I guess I must have been to distracted by everything else to tell... God, what am I going to look like tomorrow?' The thought in a way terrified him, sending shivers through him, knowing that if he kept up with this he wouldn't be able to come back.

Peter then smiled, pushing Anthony's... No, Kyithra's hand of her growing snout, adding, "What a beautiful dragoness you're becoming. You look just like the dragon from your profile pic online, you know that? A needy pet that only wants to obey and be bred, as all good girls should." She then fell onto her back as Peter slowly rolled her over with his hands, letting his hands grip the hem of her shirt, not even bothering to ask for permission. "Huh, you know, after today I don't think I'll need to address you much longer as if you have thoughts. For all I know the collar might have already taken away most your human thoughts, replacing them with only feral desires... I guess we'll have to see." He then pulled the shirt up and over her arms and head, gasping at all the scales and underplates that were slowly forming or already formed along her body.

He carefully ran his hands along her scales, just as Kyithra had that morning, admiring specifically the underplates that were growing. She then turned onto her side to show him the wings growing, letting out an animal like purr, surprised at the realisticness at it. 'Shit, am I really becoming an animal?!' He touched and moved the wings slightly with his hands, patting her on the head as he did, "You're turning into a real dragoness. I can't wait to see you when the transformation is complete." He then reached up to one of the couches, pulling down the leash from their last session and attaching it around the metal loop of the collar around his neck. At this point he had almost forgotten about the collar, treating it as only another part of his body, the once itchiness of it disappearing as scales replaced the skin beneath, preventing the fabric from irritating his neck.

He then wrapped the leash around his wrist, using a free hand to remove her shorts and underwear, throwing those to the side as she was left naked below him on her back, her pussy between her legs leaking right in his view. He congratulated her, spreading her legs with his hand, "Look at that! Your little male tool is gone, and now you look like a real female. In fact... I don't think there's much of your male side left in you, isn't that right?" He pulled out another treat, giving a tight pull of the leash as he reached a hand down and cupped her slit, pressing his fingers against the entrance slightly, causing her to close her eyes and moan hotly, raising her head as he tugged on the leash, pulling out a treat from his pocket as he held it close to her mouth. "Who's the good girl?"

Knowing that he wasn't looking for a direct answer Kyithra whimpered, throwing her head back with a moan, feeling his index finger press it's way past her lips and into her walls, clenching on the digit. "That's right! It's you, Kyithra! You're a girl, a good, obedient dragoness." He then pet her head again before releasing his grip on the leash to let her relax her head again. With a lustful growl and a hard SLAP on Kyithra's ass he continued teasing his pet, rubbing his fingers around her clit while he pushed a second into her vagina, massaging and stroking her insides, causing her to leak feminine juices all over his hand against her will, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and lust.

After a few minutes of this, running his hands along her scaled body he then pulled his fingers out, pushing them up to Kyithra's face. She took in a deep whiff of her fluids, huffing as the fragrant floral scents met her nose, causing her to feel even more like a girl from the smell of her arousal. He then used a hand to suddenly pry her maw open, forcing his fingers in before resting them on her tongue, demanding her with a tug on the collar, "You've made a mess all over your master's fingers. Clean it up!"

She obeyed, sucking his fingers clean, whimpering as she felt close to orgasming when he had taken his digits out, lying there in need as she drank down her own newly found fem-juice. After a moment he drew back out his fingers, wiping her saliva and the remaining juices on her scales and skin, drying them off with a rub on his pants. She so just wanted to beg him to fuck her now, not being able to focus on almost anything else but the intense heat building between her legs, clouding her all other thoughts. 'He better not leave me like this...'

"Oh, don't worry, I won't let you leave till you've been filled with your master's cream." She widened her eyes, turning her gaze to him as she looked him up and down, noticing his phone in his hands as his smile widened. She tilted her head, unable to speak.

'Did... did he just...'

"Read your mind? Hehe, why yes, I did." She opened her mouth in shock, trying to figure out in her mind how that was even possible when he decided to answer her thoughts, rubbing a hand soothingly on her side, back and forth, "So, first of all, no I don't have some sort of magic power that can read your mind, it's only merely one of the side effects of the collar you're wearing. You see..." He then moved forward, playing with her dog tags as he seemed to hold a specific one in his hand, continuing, "if you would have checked your dog tags you would have read the little tag that says, 'Part of the: Nanotech Transceiver Program'. The nanotech transceivers are essentially microscopic radios that can be injected into the wearer of any collar, connecting into the Broca and Wernicke sections of the brain, allowing for the wearers thoughts to be transmitted via to any phone with the eight-digit code assigned to each collar, letting the owner read their pets thoughts if they please. After all, once the transformation is complete... You might not be able to talk anymore, so this will come in handy.~"

He then stood back up, adding as Kyithra played with the tags around her neck, wishing she had read them earlier in the mirror. "Here, try thinking of something random."

Kyithra paused, putting a hand under her chin as she tried to come up with something. 'Ok, can you read my mind when I say I'd like you to f... fuck me?' She blushes, murring as he nods back, lowering his gaze.

"Yes, I can and I will." He then pulled her towards him on the leash, commanding her. "Kyithra, Breed!" Yelling the command she paused for a moment, then remembering what he had taught her before she bent over, blushing as she had to raise he tail and expose her ass and cunt to his heat-seeking eyes. She placed her head against the ground, huffing as she looked over her back at him, letting out a feminine moan to coax him on, wagging her tail as she held it high in the air. He then pulled out another treat, throwing it towards her as she caught it in her mouth, congratulating herself as Peter did the same. "Good job, girl. Keep this up and you won't have a need for talking in the first place."

She then watched as he briskly removed his clothes, throwing his shirt and jeans to the side as he walked over and gripped her ass, a grip of leash still around his wrist as he pressed his crotch against her pussy, murring as she felt his enraged member rubbing against her through his underwear, knowing it would only be a few moments before he would finally pound her and breed her like the good girl she was. He started to lightly massage her ass, moving his hands around her back and tail as he felt the fur going down the middle of her back, "So soft and beautiful, all from a simple collar..." He pondered, letting out a moan of his own as he pressed firmly against her rear, coating his underwear in her juices before he finally stepped back to remove his boxers, throwing them to the side as well. His large 8inch member sprang forth, visibly throbbing and leaking pre, watching as he gripped it and then bent over onto his hands and knees.

Kyithra then squealed, her legs shivering in pleasure as he ran his tongue right over her cunny lips and clit, circling around that for a moment before sucking it lightly between his lips. She pressed back against his face, feeling her pussy tense around his tongue as he quickly delved it into her depths, licking along her insides, drawing it out to taste her fluids before plunging it back in again to pleasure her, using his own hand to pump his cock. 'Ahh, I used to have a cock just like his, but now I only have a female pussy... Meant to be bred by cocks... Shit...'

He only growled, throwing his phone to the side, not caring to read her mind from the looks of it. "I can see what you want without reading your thoughts. Your body motion gives it all away..." He then leaned low over her, whispering his hot breath against her ear as his cock pressed between her scaly ass cheeks, "you slut.~"

He didn't even warn her before his thick cock was shoved straight into her vagina, causing her to scream in pleasure, his cock being the first to take her virginity, huffing and whimpering in pain and pleasure, wrapping her tail halfway around him as if it would help to keep her more stable, which at the moment didn't help since the tail was only so big. She dug her claws into the ground, feeling his member beat with his heart, spreading her wide as it slowly pulled back out, the meaty shaft covered in her nectar. He began to moan into her ear, bent over with both of them in a breeding position as he lay on hand on her head and the other on her shoulder as he thrusted into her dragoness cunt, breeding her.

He commented, his breath staggering as he began to slowly increase the pace of his slaps against her, "If... I was a male... I'd be able to... to fill you with eggs... Wouldn't you like that? Huh..." She huffed back, deciding to try and struggle beneath him, happy to find that he held her fast, letting her know she wasn't moving an inch until his seed was firmly implanted inside her womb. 'Not that it'll make me pregnant... I hope. From what he said it sounds like it won't...' She could only hold onto that hope as he began fucking her hard, loud squelches from her cunt and slaps echoing through the house, the room getting warmer as they both began to sweat, both of them humping against each other's sex's, feeling their own orgasms rising closer with each rough slam of their hips against the others.

She imagined splaying her wings beside herself, curling her tail around his if he was a real dragon breeding her, panting in lust while he roared and dumped his pent-up load into her cum-hole. 'If only he was a real dragon... Huh, are there other dragons? There must beAHHHHHH!' She suddenly screamed as he leaned down and lightly bit into her shoulder, ramming his cock into her like a male would knot his mate, holding it there as he spurted his seed into her cunt, filling her bliss as she felt his cock throbbing and pulsing against her walls, letting out an uncontrollable roar as she came, both of them surprised that she was able to manage to pull off such a convincing dragon-like roar. This didn't linger on their minds long though as their orgasms caused them then to continue humping, trying to draw out every single drop of seed they could from his cock, cum spilling out her hole as he then finally pulled out, both of them huffing as he watched his cream drip out from her sex, smiling at her in ecstasy, "That's a good girl..."

After only a minute Peter seemed to recover himself, leaving Kyithra panting on the ground, still for some reason quite horny although she had no idea why huffing in annoyance at her cunt as she glared at it through dazed eyes. She then watched as Peter went into the kitchen to wash himself off, returning a few moments later with a wet washcloth. "Hold still, Kyithra. I'm gonna clean you up real quick." She widened her eyes, squealing again from her now sensitive lips as he pressed a cold wet washcloth against it, rubbing it along her nether region. He chuckled a bit, loving the annoyed and yet aroused expression on her face as he pushed her tail out of the way to clean her cunt. He also wiped off a small cum stain on the carpet below them, grimacing. "Hopefully that doesn't leave a mark... I really need to bring a towel over next time if we do this again."

After he returned to the kitchen with the rag Kyithra was finally able to stand up again on two feet, feeling a little shaky. She blamed it on the fact that her legs were weak from the position she was in, but something in the back of her mind made her feel like maybe it had something to do with the transformation. Despite all this she pushed it away, feeling fear flash in her mind at the thought, trying to focus instead on what her master wanted instead.

Peter returned soon after to her, unlatching the collar as he got dressed, commenting, "I must say, feeling those scales rub against my skin as I bred you... It was quite exotic... But..." He then slipped the shirt over his head and onto his chest, tightening his belt with a click. "You need to get going now, girl. Head home and I'll meet you back here tomorrow at 2, do you understand me?" She nodded back to him, grabbing her own clothes while getting dressed as he continued to lightly tease her before she left.

By the time she had left and returned home she was already feeling as if she could pass out, her body begging for sleep. She still couldn't believe all the changes that had happened today, not to mention the good fucking Peter had given her that she'd been longing of for so long. As she collapsed onto her bed though she began to feel some fear creeping up into her head, thinking about her job and her family and everyone she loved, starting to finally realize what becoming a pet would really do to her life if she followed through with it. In all reality, though he wasn't sure if he could turn back, and in reality did he really want to? Everything had been pretty boring in his life before Peter showed up, so maybe... starting a new life as only his pet wasn't so wrong, or maybe that was the hormones and collar talking.

Despite all the thoughts she managed to fall asleep on her bed rather quickly, feeling like she was from a whole different world looking back at a past long forgotten, back when she was a human boy, She thought of all the events of the past days, trying to picture what the future might hold for her, and it was with all this all in her mind she finally drifted off into her scaly head, laying her tail peacefully on the bed, positioning her horns comfortably, dreaming of the days to come.