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Kyithra still couldn't believe this was happening, flexing her claws and curling her tail around her talons, looking at the black scales that covered her paws up to her forelegs and back. Everything felt so real and yet at the same time she felt like she was dreaming, huffing with the collar around her neck, looking back up to Peter as he gave her head a soft rub, "Come on, Girl!" With a light tug on her collar, he brought her into the kitchen, walking off the carpet onto the white tiled floor, dark brown cabinets covering the wall along with a silver fridge in the corner.

Peter then leaned down and took off her leash, smiling softly with a kiss on her forehead before placing the leash on the counter. As he rummaged through some of the pots and pans Kyithra soon noticed a small box on the counter, squinting at the oddly familiar shape on the front. She huffed, remembering the treats Peter had given her before, a mix of fruity treats on the front, the label reading,

"Dragon Desires: A healthy treat for a happy dragon!"

There was a picture of a dragon sitting down before an open hand with treats on the front, a cute collar with a bell on the end around the dragon's neck. _'That's me... No different than the pet on the front of the box...' _She looked to her owner, watching as he retrieved two metal bowls from a shelf, feeling both turned on and yet loved to know she had someone who wanted to care for her. She wagged her tail in excitement as she noticed small engraved names on the front of each of the dishes, reading 'Food' and 'Water'. He walked and brought them over to a small spot by the wall and the back door, putting the two bowls next to each other for her. Peter called her over, "Here, I bet you're hungry after all that driving."

Kyithra felt her heart race a little as she walked up to them, the setting sun from outside the glass door casting a warm glow onto her bowls. They looked no different from a bowl you'd buy at a pet store, pressing her tail between her legs at her arousal as Peter grabbed a box of cereal from the cabinet and brought it over to her. It looked like a mix of oats, some sort of cereal she never tried, watching as he poured some out into the dish on the right. She was met with a sweet smell of honey, the human food feeling slightly out of place in a pet bowl but she wouldn't complain if she was allowed to have food like she had when she was a person.

It was only once she started leaning towards the food that he wrapped his hand around her muzzle softly, holding it closed as he raised a finger. "No, not yet. Stay!" He held his hand out to signal to her, walking to a different shelf before pulling out a small bag of... _'Dragon Food.' _She thought, whimpering slightly as he pushed his hand inside the bag, a strong stench like dog-food coming from them as he sprinkled a few bits into her food bowl. He then reached down with his hand and mixed it up, petting her head, "There you go!"

It wasn't hard to distinguish which pieces were cereal or "dragon" food but with Peter watching over her she knew she'd have to eat it all, even if the smell of the dragon food wasn't very appealing. She looked up to him, whimpered softly but dipping her head down and lapping up a few pieces of cereal with her tongue. She continued shifting through the cereal and separating the "dragon" food for a few minutes until Peter gave her a firm smack on the rump, teasing her, "Ah ah, eat it all! Show me how good of a pet you are. Be a good girl.~"

She huffed, closing her eyes in obedience as she slowly took in a few pieces of pet food along with some cereal, hoping it would cover the taste. She stopped for a moment, cringing at the dry meaty taste of the dragon food, the flavor stuck in her maw even as she swallowed it down, her nose filled with the smell of dog food. _'Is this just straight dog food? It says dragon food though on the bag...' _For some reason the smell got her more turned on, feeling more like a pet as she dipped her head back to regretfully swallow more. Despite how much it tasted like dog food though, she couldn't deny that there was a part of it that tasted good but she couldn't pin-point what.

As she continued to eat more of the "dragon" food she found that she for some reason wanted... more? It didn't taste good and yet for some reason when she tasted the flavor of it, she was filled with a warm and soothing sense of belonging. She couldn't understand why but by the time she ate the last piece, she savored it, using her tongue to spread the taste around her maw before swallowing it. She grimaced as she finished, shaking her head as all she could smell now was that distinct dog-food smell, wondering if this was really what she would be eating for the rest of her life.

She took a step back in surprise as Peter walked up beside her, grabbing her water bowl, "Good girl! Would you like a drink?" Without waiting for any sort of answer he walked over to the sink, filling the bowl while she watched. When he turned around with it full, he held out his other hand into a fist. "Sit!" She yipped, listening to the cute voice he spoke to her in, falling back onto her haunches with her tail around her talons patiently. "Glad to see you're accepting your new role in life!~"

He then placed it beside her food bowl, stepping back for her before commanding, "Here you go! Make sure to get every drip." She blinked, the dish practically filled to the brim with water, knowing that while she did want a drink she certainly didn't want to have to drink it all, at least right now. She looked back at him, not making a noise but giving him puppy dog eyes to see if he would let her off easier. "No. I won't make you always drink this much, but for today you must. You will understand later, don't you worry." She turned back to the water, taking a deep breath as she looked at her reflection in it, a black dragoness with white fur staring back with a slightly lustful expression.

It took her only a minute to drink down to half of the bowl but it took another five minutes to finish, feeling like she had to force the last gulp down as her stomach seemed to swell with all the cold water within. Luckily the dog-food taste seemed to have been mostly washed out, opening and closing her mouth as she looked at both her empty bowls, knowing she'd just eaten out of them like a pet. She momentarily got a flash of where this all started so long ago, on a text message about being turned from a male human to a pet dragoness. She never truly believed it could really happen, not to mention how far it would go, but as she looked at her bowls and her scales she couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline, knowing that her fantasy had come true.

"Oh, I also have something for you. Wouldn't want you to get lost." Drawn out of her thoughts, she watched in curiosity as Peter then walked into the living room, Kyithra following with a soft murr as he snapped his fingers. "Come." She walked onto the plush carpet, noticing something on the small table beside one of the couches. Peter reached for it, the circular object in his hand. It was only when he held it out in his hand for her to see that she let out a moan, a dog tag with her name on it along with an address and phone number below. He glared at her possessively, using his hand to raise her chin and stare into his eyes, "This is yours. You're mine now and you will always be my pet. Nothing more.~"

He grabbed her collar carefully, looping the tag onto the loop on the front until he stood back up, "There we go. My pet. I own you now, my lovely girl. Now stay, I have one more final touch for you.~" She stood where she was, watching as he walked into a hallway she hadn't been down before, listening for him. What she heard confused her at first, a bell jingling from where he had disappeared. She wondered if that was a signal to find him or not but when he rounded the corner and held the bell in his hand, she realized exactly what that was for and dipped her head down hotly.

He ignored her, simply grabbing her snout and lifting her head again to gain access to her collar. He took the loop on the top of the bell and looped it with the metal on the end of the collar, both the tag and bell laying on her upper chest. "Now you'll look even cuter! I'll get to hear you whenever you move, meaning I'll always know where you are. Do you like it?"

It was odd how she knew he was teasing her and yet he still acted afterward as if he hadn't said anything remotely sexual at all, treating her as nothing more than an animal. He sat down on the couch, laying one arm on the side before grabbing the remote and turning on the TV on the opposite side of the room, hanging from the wall. He gave the seat beside him a pat, "Up!" Kyithra couldn't help but think about how she would do the same thing to the dog she once had before, realizing she was now in the same place as the animal she once had as merely a pet. She had an owner now and all she wanted to do right now was give in to her desires, hearing the bell ring as she stood up, feeling so feminine as she jumped up beside him and laid down. He patted his leg, Kyitha obeying as she placed her head onto his leg, feeling him run his hands up and down her neck and head, pulling softly on her horns.

She couldn't deny how nice it felt to feel his hands pressed over her scales, the physical touch sending both shivers down her spine and warmth through her veins, a weird comfort overcoming her as he switched on a show on Netflix. She knew that the comfort she felt had to have come from the collar somehow, but in the end, she couldn't help but relish in the thought of how easily her mind was succumbing to its control. 'I know I shouldn't feel like this but... It feels so right. To be held by him, pet and held close.' She thought to herself, flicking her tail subconsciously as she let the tension in her muscles go, her wings folded at her sides.

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The next hour and a half went by much quicker than she had anticipated, cuddling closely while they both watched a horror that had only recently just been released. She hadn't realized it much but her once lingering arousal had faded almost entirely, the movie having distracted them for the time being. After it was finally over though, Peter ran his hand up and down her back a few times, whispering to her, "Alright, get up now. I need to get a shower in before bed." He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead, Kyithra letting out a soft murr in response as she got up and hopped down onto the ground for him. She arched her back, yawning as she curled her tail over herself in a stretch while Peter watched, getting himself onto his feet.

It was then that, as she finally recomposed herself, she noticed Peter just standing there with a sly grin on his face. He had his fingers rubbing his chin in thought, adding, "You know what, you probably need a bath as well! I want my girl to look sparkling clean!~" Without another word he walked to the kitchen, leaving her alone for a moment to think to herself. When he returned he brought her leash with him, leaning down to attach it to her collar. Kyithra lifted her head for him, trilling at his touch on her neck as he clipped the end of the leash onto the loop, wrapping it around his hand to keep her close. He tugged on Kyithra's rope, making sure she walked by his side as they went down the hall.

She wasn't quite sure why he put the leash on but she wasn't going to complain. She tried to softly pull away from the tug only to be rewarded with a harder pull in return, huffing to herself as he warned her, "Stop it. You're getting a bath whether you want it or not!"

Peter walked ahead to open the door to the bathroom, holding it for Kyithra to enter before shutting it behind them. The room was quite spacious now that she thought about it, white tiles covering the floor with a large, black mat in the middle. She nearly moaned as she saw her orange litterbox beside the sink, knowing that she would be using that for the rest of her life now, just like any other pet. Of course, maybe Peter would let her go outside on walks and stuff, but if she wanted any sort of privacy then using this would be the only way to get that.

Now that they were here to take a bath, she couldn't help but notice that it was surprisingly big, making Kyithra wonder if Peter specifically bought this house so that he could wash his pet dragon one day. That also made her wonder just how long ago these collars were invented. Pawing at it softly, she huffed as she was reminded of how she couldn't remove it on her own.

Peter locked the door, grabbing a towel from the cabinet under the sink before setting it next to the tub, moving the black carpet closer so that they could walk onto it without getting the floor wet. Then, without any warning, Peter began undressing, throwing his shirt to the side before casually stepping out of his jeans, pulling his socks off along with them with a grimace. Kyithra couldn't help but notice the bulge in his underwear, remembering how he'd fucked her before with it, wondering if he'd do that again now that she was nearly a complete pet by the outside appearance.

Despite her glances, Peter kept undressing, pulling off his underwear and throwing it onto the pile of his clothes. He then looked over to her, placing a hand on her hip as she shivered at his touch, watching his semi-hard member flop between his legs, "You don't need to undress dear because you're already naked! No clothes for pets ever again... You like the sound of that?~" He chuckled as he felt her tremble at his words and touch, standing again before walking to the tub. She watched him turn the left knob, the water quickly heating up as steam began to rise from the bath. He then turned the right knob as well, Kyithra letting out a soft murr in thought, 'Doesn't want it too hot. I remember doing that as well when I was a human... God, it feels like so long ago and yet wasn't it only like a week ago I heard about this? Damn...'

Peter snapping his fingers caused her to concentrate on him, watching as he brought his face close to hers, eyes narrowed, "I'm going to take your collar off, girl. Just stay still and I'll get you in the bath." He swiftly unclipped the leash, throwing that by the sink before grabbing her collar and leading her to the tub. He grabbed her paws and placed them on the edge of the bath before giving her rear a light pat, "Up! Get in, you'll get a treat!" For some reason the idea of a treat sent a thrill down her spine, huffing at her thoughts before obeying him, happy as he helped her over the edge since her paws couldn't grip anything to pull herself over the edge.

She yelped slightly as her paw dipped into the hot water, looking to Peter in worry. "Don't worry, girl, it'll be fine!" She hesitated before dipping her paw in again, slowly stepping into it, holding her breath as it began enveloping her legs, lapping at her underbelly as she stood at one side of the tub. Peter climbed in soon after, getting onto his knees in the water before her, praising her, "There's a good girl!" He then reached over to some of the soap and things in the shower and pulled off the shelve a plastic bag full of treats, unzipping it and putting it in his outstretched palm for her. She hotly leaned forward and licked it up from his hand, savoring the flavor before he placed the bag back on the shelf again.

He then reached behind her, pressing something before the showerhead above them suddenly turned on, spraying water over Kyithra's form. Peter carefully stood up and grabbed it, using the detachable shower head to spray down her scales for a moment, making sure she was all wet. Then, turning off the water again with the tub plugged to keep the water in the bath, he grabbed a bottle of shampoo from the shelf near the treats, Kyithra noticing a baby dragon on the front. He also grabbed a sponge, pouring the soap onto the sponge before leaning over her to the sponge over her back. He stroked her softly, the soap suds covering her back and neck as he rubbed over them.

Through all of this, she couldn't help but feel the water lapping at her wet vent, feeling oddly exposed in the bath with her owner, knowing his hands would be washing her down there soon enough. She watched as he brought the sponge under her neck, scrubbing a softly to not disturb the more sensitive scales on the underside, Kyithra murring as he brought his hands lower and further down her chest and underbelly. He made circles over her underbelly, slowly going lower despite his non-sensual approach to it. _'He's not trying to do anything sexual, he's just... cleaning his pet as anyone else would...' _As he reached her lower belly, having a hard time reaching it, he ordered her, grabbing her rear with one hand and her neck with the other, "Turn around!"

He almost moved her on his own but she tried to obey, trilling as she lowered her head, feeling his hands on her rear, lowering her tail to try and hide her vent if only for now. He promptly used the sponge to rub into your back haunches and tail base, making sure to get every nook and cranny before finally lifting her tail as well. She knew he'd have to see how aroused she was and yet he didn't say a word, merely putting the soap onto his hands this time rubbing them all over her crotch. She murred at his touch, his soft finger tracing her pussy even if to only clean it, spreading the suds over her lips and thighs as he softly teased her, Through it all she even arched her back, pressing back slightly at him as he washed her down there, not even asking any permission from her.

After finishing his work he then grabbed the showerhead again and sprayed her down, washing off all the suds into the water around them. She yelped in surprise as he raised her tail again and sprayed directly at her crotch, clearing away all the soap while sending a strong wave of pleasure through her body.

It was as he cleaned her off that she suddenly felt a strong urge to pee, the water dripping off her body and spraying against her cunt making her need grow. _'I can wait, we'll be done soon...' _She told herself, trying to keep her legs spread for Peter to clean her while she bit her lip, the water cascading in streams down her thighs, imagining how her pee may do the same thing. She shook her head, huffing until he finally turned off the water knobs, placing the showerhead back in its place on the wall. After giving her another treat from his hand and a small pat on her head he then climbed out of the tub and onto the rug, reaching back around Kyithra's shoulders to pull her out.

She eased into his touch, still focusing most of her attention on her nether region, splashing some water over the tub and onto the ground as she quite clumsily heaved herself over the edge. She gave a soft apologetic whimper as the water splashed onto the ground, creating a small puddle. "It's okay, girl. Just stand still."

Peter grabbed the dark grey towel, concentrating on the white tufts of fur on the edge of her chin before moving to her neck and back, moving the towel back and forth to dry her. She couldn't deny that it actually felt pretty nice, his hands running down her back, pressing into her. It almost felt like a massage and she pushed back with a soft purr, her tail swaying until he grabbed it and began drying the fur and scales there as well.

As she relaxed so did her thighs and she yelped, catching herself as she realized she almost peed, feeling hot in the face as she pressed them together again, looking over to the litterbox by the sink. It made it even harder when he began drying her underscales, feeling the towel absorb the water as it rubbed against her. When he finally moved to her face he gave her a quick kiss on the nose, smiling, "Who's my good girl?" She trilled back with a soft moan as she lowered her tail, standing there as he finished with her face.

Once he was finally finished he stood back, admiring his work, "Wow, very beautiful. You look so shiny!" He chuckled, adding under his breath, "I bet all the males would want to mate her...~"

Kyithra then took a step toward the litterbox, not feeling as humiliated as she used to since she had gotten used to using it in the last few days. Peter noticed though and stopped her, grabbing her collar, "No. Pet's don't always use litterboxes silly." She whimpered back, looking over her folded wings at him, watching as he attached the collar and tugged her to follow him, opening the door. She gazed back at the litterbox, pulling as she walked awkwardly with her legs together, unsure how much longer she could hold herself.

Peter ignored her pleas and walked them both back into the kitchen, sliding open the glass door beside the food bowls. He paused there for a moment, looking back at Kyithra with a devious smirk, "Wanna go outside, girl? Wanna go outside?~" He pouted at her, watching her struggle to hold herself back, sliding open the door for her.

She lowered her head in obedience, huffing as she realized what this meant, walking in front as Peter followed her out with the leash. She stopped at the end of the porch, looking over the yard as she tried to comprehend where she could go. _'Fuck, just go in the grass! I can't hold it...' _She started walking onto the grass before Peter scolded her, tugging her roughly back, "No!" Kyithra whimpered again, following Peter as he walked very slowly across the yard, knowing he was trying to stretch out the time to tease her before they reached a tree in the left corner of the yard beside the wooden fence. He stood back, letting Kyithra have a few feet of room while he watched, "Come on, you gonna go?"

She moaned softly, looking at the tree as she thought about how males would lift their legs and pee on it. Of course, he wanted to tease her like that, remind her how feminine she was now, Kyithra bending over slowly before looking away and letting herself pee onto the grass beneath her paws. She could feel the warm liquid pool around her digits from all the water Peter forced her to drink, hearing Peter congratulate her from obeying as he watched. _'I really am just an animal... Taken out on a leash to use the bathroom... Fuck...' _She could feel her splatter some urine on her legs, trying to ignore it until she finished standing back up and forcing herself to look at Peter.

He smiled and held out his hand to her, showing another pet treat in his palm. He tugged her leash to a different spot of grass, bringing his hand to the ground, commanding her as an owner would to a pup, "Down!" Kyithra bent over for him, getting onto her belly with her head held high, watching his hand. Instead, he growled softly saying again, "No, I said down. Put your face in the ground." She huffed, pressing her face into the grass, breathing in the earthy smell as she watched him. "Roll over!" She obeyed Peter, holding her body so that she stayed on her back, paws in the air with her pussy on full display as well for him. He lowered his hand down and fed her the treat, giving her belly a rub. "Who's a good girl? You are! Such a good girl..."

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After using the bathroom the rest of the day had been pretty relaxing, Peter merely watching some TV and going out to the store while he left Kyithra home alone to get used to her new life. She had to use the litterbox again while he was gone, the humiliation of having to go outside having made it hard to fully relieve herself before him. Once the sun had started to set and Kyithra had found a comfy spot on the carpet in the living room to lie down on though, she quickly turned her attention to her slit, looking herself over once more before giving it a soft lick, cleaning herself. She couldn't help but think about how much more flexible animals were than humans, able to technically give themselves a blowjob, that was if an animal even knew what that was.

As she delved her tongue inside and began tongue-fucking herself she couldn't help but wonder if Peter would ever fuck her again like the way he had when she was part human. Sure, she was nearly a full animal now and it wouldn't make sense to do something like that to your pet, but she wasn't _really _a pet. He knew that. Sure she looked like one and could play the part, but he was clearly teasing her like she could think, so surely he would give her some sort of relief in the future.

She added her tail to the pleasure, coating it in her fem-juice before continuing her onslaught, quickly picking up the speed as she thought about her new life, tilting her head on the soft carpet to look at her food bowls beside the door and fridge. 'Those are for me. The litterbox is for me... I'm just an animal, forever...' _She threw her head back in ecstasy, muscles clenching around the thick tail as she spasmed on her back, moaning and letting out high pitched squeals, the bell on her collar ringing like mad, causing her to only orgasm harder. As her bliss began to fade she couldn't help but feel relieved at how little a mess females made if any at all. _'Hopefully, Peter won't notice I even got off...' And yet she was sure the stench of her arousal would most likely be obvious to him whenever he arrived home.

She then walked into Peter's room on shaky legs, walking over to the plush orange dog bed beside his master bed, happy to find it was more than big enough to hold her snugly. True, he did like humiliating her but she couldn't deny that he was trying his best to make sure she would have a good life, thinking of how he cuddled her on the couch and how he promised to keep her safe and well-fed. This was the life she always wanted and now that she was here she would have to get used to it. All she had to do was fall into the place of a pet, just give up her worries and react. With her senses numbed both to try and sleep and because of the orgasm she finally drifted away to sleep, the faint fruit taste of her treats still lingering in her mouth.