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"I've told you before. I'm not interested."

The oh-so-familiar response prompted Dave to send his phone flying across the room; the device luckily reaching the somewhat intended destination: his bed. After groaning and whining for a bit, he decided to just plop down on his chair, feet propped up on the table. As he scrolled down Sarah's page, like a hunter awkwardly stalking his prey, he kept retracing his steps, wondering why she didn't seem to be interested in him.

Frustrated, he decided to blow off some steam with his online friends. It was a surprisingly nice experience, for a change. He was winning one round after another, getting pretty high in the scoreboard and even causing some of his adversaries to rage-quit. Still, he couldn't get Sarah out of his mind. Taking a sip of whatever open beverage he had nearby, he asked his teammates for their opinion on the matter.

"you gotta keep trying bro"

"dont pussy out. shes single isnt she???"

The replies were somewhat varied, but the sentiment was the same. He had to text her once again. For the one thousandth time.

He checked the clock. 11:38. A few hours had passed. Still, it wasn't too late, and since it was a Friday, she was probably still up. He removed his headset and reached for the phone; his thumbs quickly getting back to action.

" I'm not going to take no for an answer ;) I'm free this weekend hbu"

Aaand sent. Somehow, perhaps due to the adrenaline rush from the last match, this didn't feel wrong to him. He was just a guy doing his thing. He was convinced this was the way to go, and his friends agreed. So many people couldn't be wrong, could they? Before he could even put the phone away, he noticed she was typing. He froze for a bit, in anticipation, watching her writing, stopping, writing again... Was she... considering it?

The answer finally came.

"Okay. I'm free tomorrow. Wanna come over? ;)"

He wished he had fireworks to light up. Jumping off of his chair and unplugging his headset in the process, Dave let out a loud "YES!" that prompted his dad to bang on the wall, reminding him that he was once again being too loud at night. He promptly told his gaming buddies, and after a few celebratory rounds he was ready to hit the sack. He had a long day ahead tomorrow.

BEE-BEE-BEEP! BEE-BEE-BEEP! BEE-BEE-BEEP!

Nothing like waking up at noon. With no time to waste, he jumped off his bed, avoiding the many piles of dirty clothes scattered on the floor, and headed to the shower. He could barely contain his excitement.

The day went on surprisingly fast. Before he knew it, it was time to leave. And boy was he ready. His pockets and wallet were stuffed full of condoms, which almost spilled out when he took out the change to pay for the bus. It was alright. He had a few to spare.

And after less than an hour, there he was, standing in front of Sarah's place. Just in time, too! She had been very insistent on him coming exactly at 8:00. He did just as she asked, not wanting to hurt his chances of getting laid. He took a deep breath and powerfully power-walked towards the door. Sarah appeared before he could even ring.

"Ah, there you are. Just in time. Come in, come in!"

Seemed like his extensive texting had finally paid off! She seemed more excited and eager than even he was. Barely getting time to look around the house, she quickly dragged him off to the garden, where she had set a little picnic table with two glasses and a small bowl of chips. They looked bland, but he wasn't there for the chips.

He also noticed something a bit more unnerving. The very corner of the garden had a rather big cage in it, and within, an absurdly large Rottweiler stared at him, intently, standing completely still. He could almost hear him snarling.

"Anyway! Sit down! Riiight here." Sara spoke cheerfully.

He snapped out of it as he watched her grin wide, hurrying to sit down on one of the chairs. He did the same, quickly taking a big gulp of what he assumed to be some kind of off-brand coke. It definitely tasted... strange. It was weird, seeing how Sarah's family seemed to be pretty well off. Maybe they just didn't care for snacks.

Sarah watched him with a somewhat devious grin, leaning back onto her chair as he finished up his drink in the blink of an eye. Convincing him to drink it had taken zero effort. She was pleased. Now all she had to do was wait for the show to begin. She gracefully took a chip and brought it to her lips.

"So! You must be excited, huh? You've been so excruciatingly insistent." She probably meant that last bit as an insult, but he didn't quite take it as such. He just grabbed a handful of chips.

"Well, I mean. It was bound to happen. I knew you'd eventually give in, y'know?" He smiled cockily, devouring the bland chips hungrily. Somehow, that drink had left him even hungrier. Even a bit light-headed. Maybe it was the heat. Sarah shook her head, chuckling as she took a sip from her own, unaltered drink.

"Ah, yes. Well, you don't know what it's like, do you? Just being constantly bothered by some horny guy that just wants to get into your pants." Her bluntness caught Dave off guard, who stopped eating chips and just watched her. Did she arrange this meeting just to scold him? His stomach was feeling weird. Wait, was this a prank?

"Hey!" Dave replied, somewhat embarrassed. "I'm not just some horny guy! I'm the man of your dr-" his speech stopped as a sudden wave of pain hit his body. "Ow, what the f-" he whined, suddenly hugging his stomach; a cold sweat starting to creep up on him as he hunched over. Something was definitely wrong. Sara seemed amused.

"Oh my. Are you feeling alright?" She grinned, leaning forward to take the bowl and scoop it a bit closer to her, so that she could just watch the show. "I've heard it's a bit painful at first, but you'll be fine! I'll even save you some chips. No chocolate, though."

Dave could barely hear Sarah's teasing. His vision was going blurry, and he wished he had learnt, at some point, how to throw up at will. He managed to stand up from his chair, holding onto the table, trembling as he glared at Sarah. "Y-you bitch! What did y-hrk! What did you do!?"

By this point, Dave was in a lot of pain. He could feel his body... changing. A few bone-snapping noises were clearly audible as his innards seemed to move and shift. Sarah stood up, grabbing a few more chips.

"Ah, this part I can't watch. I'll be back in a bit, kay?" She said cheerfully, heading back inside.

Still not understanding what was going on, Dave watched the girl casually walking into her house, leaving him alone to writhe in pain. He attempted to follow her, but lost his balance and collapsed on the garden's grass, squirming. Whatever was happening to him, his body was about to shut down. Slowly, everything went dark. Dave, panting on the ground, could still feel his body changing as he lost consciousness.

He had no idea of how long he was out for. A sudden coldness against his back was the first of the wake-up calls, his senses very slowly returning to him as the light of the outside world filtered through his closed eyelids.

"Come on now. Wake up, girl!" A familiar voice echoed through his head as he slowly began to open his eyes. Feeling the cold grass against his chin, he started to slowly regain his vision, watching the blurry shape in front of him slowly turn into Sarah. She was squatting, smiling sweetly at him from the other side of the fence.

_...Fence? _

"There you go! Hey! You've been out for a while! How're ya feeling, huh, girl?"

Dave was beyond confused. Why was Sarah in a cage? Who was she talking to? He attempted to stand up, only to find that his hands seemed... off. Where his strong, human hands should be, he was instead seeing a couple of black-furred, canine paws.

Still only half-awake, he froze in place; his brain trying to wrap itself around whatever was happening. It was only then that he started to notice his body felt... different. He felt heavier; his legs stronger but shorter than before. As he tried to look at himself, he found his new bone structure rather limiting. He started to panic.

Sarah giggled playfully and started to pull out her phone as she spoke.

"A Collie. Not what I expected you to turn into, but hey, not bad!"

_A Collie?_What was she talking about? And why was Sarah in a cage? Why could he barely move? And what was that coldness against his back? So many questions rushed his mind. He could still barely move, his new paws shifting confusedly. Sarah finally helped him understand. Holding her phone and switching her camera to selfie mode, she turned the device so that Dave could see himself on the screen.

But instead, he just saw a video of two dogs in a cage. A smaller, black and white Border Collie laying on the ground and a huge, towering Rottweiler standing behind it, sniffing at its tail. He tilted his head, only for the dog in the phone to do the same. He blinked.

...And then it clicked.

Finally awake enough to do so, Dave angrily asked what was going on.

"BARK!" ...well, he tried to, anyway. He seemed to have lost his ability to speak, which made a high-pitched whine escaped his new canine muzzle.

Sarah almost fell back from the sudden noise, chuckling and sitting down with a tender, warm, pitiful smile. "Hey now. Behave, girl. You don't want to upset Archer!" She teased as she flipped her phone again, starting to text momentarily.

...Archer?

"See, this is more your fault than mine, really!" She spoke, gaze idly switching between the phone and her new bitch. "Now you'll know how it feels to be constantly bothered by a horny guy."

Dave's ears perked as he started to realize the seriousness of the situation. The coldness against him was just the Rottweiler's snout inspecting his new plaything. He tried to spring to move away, but unable to control his new body that well, he just found himself bumping his head against the fence.

"Easy now!" Sara giggled, watching them with delight. "Well, here's the good news! The potion just last for a few days, so if you manage to make it to the end of it without getting knocked up, you should turn back to your old self!"

"...Knocked up!? What are you talking about!? What's going on?!" Dave barked angrily, unable to translate his thoughts into anything other than barking and yapping. This time, it was Archer who helped him better understand what was going on. Tired of sniffing, the massive canine ran his thick, flat tongue across Dave's newly formed bits.

Dave let out a sudden yelp, his body tensing up completely as he felt the canine tongue pressing roughly against her sensitive, puffy mound. Sarah chuckled, watching amusedly. "Aw, he likes you!"

Pinned against the fence, Dave had little place to go. Archer obliged, starting to lap more and more at that delicious flesh, enticed by the Collie's feminine pheromones. Still unable to properly control his new body, the smaller canine could do little more than writhe, squirm and let out meek little whimpers and noises.

"Yo, Sarah. 'Sup?"

Both Dave and Sarah got caught off guard by the sudden voice coming from behind, jumping a bit. Sarah turned around, startled, before standing up to greet the newcomer cheerfully.

"Jake! The front door's there for a reason, y'know?"

Dave was in a world of trouble, shivering and panting under Archer. "JAKE! HELP! IT'S ME, DAVE!" The Rottweiler seemed rather interested in her, his cold snout digging under her new tail as he licked enthusiastically.

"Yeah, I know you like surprises, babe." The guy spoke, wrapping his arms around the girl and giving her ass a squeeze and her lips a playful kiss. "New dog?"

Sarah giggled, leaning into him a bit before turning back to face the two. "Ah, yeah! She's... uh... Lily, yeah! We figured she'd help keep Archer company." She grinned down, watching the poor Collie looking up at her with pleading eyes; snout poking out of the fence as Archer got ever closer, tasting more and more of his delicious new plaything.

"Uh-huh. Seems to be working." Jake spoke bluntly, his hands roaming Sarah's body as they watched. "Are your parents home?"

Dave couldn't believe his eyes. Not only had he been turned into a bitch, he was about to watch his crush getting fucked by some other guy. Another yelp escaped her lips as Archer gave one more powerful lick to her new puffy mound. In retrospect, that second problem didn't seem as urgent as the fact that he was about to get fucked by a Rottweiler.

"Nope." Sarah answered, her hand gently caressing Jake's crotch as they watched the two canines getting frisky. "It's why I called you, dummy." She giggled, watching as Archer moved a bit closer to the fence, hovering over Lily, with his already half-erect shaft hanging under him. He panted happily at Sarah.

"Have fun, you two! Don't be too rough on Lily, will you, Archer?" Sarah teased as Jake pulled her back to the chair where Dave had been sitting before, already starting to undo his pants as he got comfy, spreading his legs a bit.

"Oh god no. Oh god no, no, no! Help me!! SARAH! JAKE!" Lily finally managed to stand on her four legs, which trembled as they adapted to the new weight distribution. As she did so, however, she bumped the top of her head against Archer's chin; his tongue lolling out as he felt the female apparently getting ready under him.

Lily kind of managed to walk away from Archer, clumsily, trying to avoid his constant advances. It was difficult. The cage was surprisingly small, and Archer was surprisingly insistent; his snout glued to Lily's lower lips at every chance he got. Lily was trapped, forced to either watch Sarah getting fucked in the Garden, or getting fucked herself.

"Okay, Okay. I can do this" Lily thought, worriedly walking around the cage, away from Archer; Sarah's moans audible to her, thanks to her new canine hearing. Was she doing that on purpose? Just to tease him? It didn't matter right now. "Just a few days of... this. I just have to find a place to hide." She kept thinking to herself, walking in circles and attempting to snarl at the Rottweiler who was seemingly glued to her folds.

Then suddenly, a rather loud moan echoed through the garden as Sarah seemed to reach her climax. Despite his situation, Lily still couldn't help but stop in her tracks, turning her head to watch her crush getting fucked by one of his classmates. Jealousy filled her, the Collie glaring at the couple for a couple of seconds.

Those couple of seconds was all Archer needed. In the blink of an eye, Lily felt the Rottweiler's weight suddenly landing on her back. Her ears perked up.

"H-hey!" She barked angrily, trying to move away from under him, but his strong, muscular front legs quickly wrapped around her and pulled her back against him. "G-GET OFF OF ME!" The Collie's wriggling became way more vigorous as she felt the canine's arousal pressing against her underbelly.

Still, it seemed like Archer had grown tired of this chase. Squeezing her close to him, the Rottweiler's enormous head loomed over hers and a loud, powerful snarl echoed from his chest. It was a terrifying noise; somehow, Lily hadn't realized that this was an animal, and that those fangs could really hurt. She whined meekly, intimidated, struggling to stay on her fours with that massive weight on her.

"HELP! SARAH! JAKE! HELP ME!" Lily barked constantly, unable to shake Archer off of her back as his hips started to buck, searching for her entrance. Those powerful paws held her in place as the canine panted, thrusting aimlessly until finally, it hit the spot.

Lily's barking came to a sharp end as the Rottweiler managed to slide half of his throbbing, powerful, drooling shaft inside of her brand new passage. She gasped for air, terrified, a mix of pain and pleasure filling her as the larger dog quickly thrusted further, sliding more of his canine dick inside his new toy.

"AH! NO NO NO! BAD DOG!" Lily barked, panicking, trying to get away, but Archer wasn't having any of it. He simply let out a few happy grunts and started to thrust away at the warmth, enjoying the tightness. He was claiming her as his.

Lily's struggling was fierce at first, but after just a few thrusts, the smaller canine seemed to either give up or succumb to the pleasure. Her new body felt surprisingly good. It was incredibly sensitive, and being stretched open by a powerful, throbbing, thick cock... Lily's ears started to droop, her struggles starting to cease as she just... stood there.

Was she losing it? Why wasn't she fighting back? It just felt so good... The bigger canine mounting her, using her at will, filling her up to the brim... Was she... enjoying this? She certainly wasn't barking anymore, just whining and yapping every time the oversized canine hit a rather sensitive of painful spot inside of her.

Soon, Archer was pounding the Collie powerfully. Lily's mind was a blank; face against the fence as she felt the Rotweiller's drool landing on her. Maybe this was good after all. Maybe she was meant to be a toy for Archer to breed.

After a round or two, Jake had taken a break to go get something to drink. Sarah decided to go check on how the two dogs were getting along. Fixing her messy hair, she approached the cage, where she found Archer mercilessly pounding at Lily, who was just obediently taking it and panting. Was Dave even in there anymore?

"Gosh, look at you go! Good girl. Make sure you give me lots of puppies, yeah?" She teased, biting her lip slightly at the mere rawness on display. Archer must've been pent up. As both females lost themselves to the primal rutting, it finally happened.

...Schlorp!

Both Sarah and Lily gasped as the wet, lewd noise echoed through their ears. Archer was done. He had managed to squeeze his oversized knot inside the smaller canine, panting and just collapsing on top of her shortly after. He was still thrusting, claws digging into Lily's sides.

"O-oh god." Lily whined, feeling that bulb having squeezed itself past her walls, locking itself inside of her. What followed soon after were many loud, powerful shots of thick, fertile, canine seed, which started pouring directly into the Collie's fertile womb. The gooey, viscous substance kept being forced into her, such copious amounts surely enough to breed the poor girl.

Sarah was mesmerized, watching until she accidentally bit her lip a bit too hard. Snapping out of it, she squatted to get a closer look at the two, looking into Lily's black, pleading eyes as Archer casually emptied himself inside of her. Sarah grinned.

"Enjoy your new toy, Archer."