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Hello! After years of lurking and enjoying the great stories and artwork here I decided to try my hand at writing for the first time in my life. And after a few days of feverish writing (and lots of beer) I decided I was reasonably happy with what managed to put on paper and well, here it is I hope you will enjoy it. Leave a comment, i'd love to get feedback since I know I am not a writer by nature and its been quite a while since i touched a pen or a keyboard with the intent to write.

”We can do nothing, he will die.”

"But the potential!"

”...You know there is only one way and that is the way of desperation, no one has succeedeed in hundreds of years.”

[agreement]

”This was forbidden for a reason.”

"..."

"You have all touched him! He will be powerful, we haven't seen this kind of potential in a century!"

”Just trying will stress not only your body but your mind and the soul itself, you know why this practice was ceased, you know what what will happen if you fail, and what might happen even if you succeed.”

”But if you insist on this... very well, but there will be a condition.”

"Condition?"

”Slave crest.”

"WHAT!"

”Conditional slave crest, for one hundred years, it should be sufficient to make sure there are no... issues and to give you enough time to teach him what he needs to know so he will not be a danger, we cannot just let someone with his kind of power to wander around as he pleases.”

”Besides if he has even the fraction of the power you claim, he will live for centuries in any case so one hundred years will be nothing.”

"... Very well, High Lords, I thank you for this chance."

”We will watch with interest, we are all eager for this to work despite our reservations but we must be realistic and this is no idle undertaking, you understand this, yes? You understand what might happen even if you succeed?”

"Yes my Lords, and please forgive my earlier outburst, I will do my utmost, I live to serve."

”You are dismissed Lord Davies.”

Pain. Darkness. There had been a- something, but nothing, just a flash and now... darkness.

"Has she roused at all?"

"No sir, just steady sleep, we've managed to get her to drink some liquids, she is getting better but there's no way to tell when she will actually wake up."

"If she doesn't get up soon, it will get tricky tending to her, broth and herbals is the best we can do outside of magic an-"

"Thank you, you are dismissed for the day."

"Yes sir!"

As the maid left the room Davies stroked 'her' brow wondering if this might work out after all.

Pain, replaced by dull ache, fatigue and a wall of sound, just endless chatter and noise. And light. Searing light when he opened his eyes.

A large glass of water was proffered, he grasped it greedily and gulped it down, spilling half of it. There seemed to be something wrong with his mouth but he ignored it. He had never been this thirsty in his life. When the glass was empty he brought his other hand around to wipe his mouth and froze.

For the first time he actually saw his surroundings... saw the fur covered han- paw gripping the now empty glass, saw the paw releasing the glass and a cold numbness covering his entire being.

Just before passing out he had the odd feeling of something being wrong, really wrong.

Shake._ _ "Ma'a-"

Thomas woke up with a yell, surprising the maid and spilling the breakfast tray all over the floor he rose into a sitting position. After momentary disorientation he looked up, and with a shake of his head looked around and down.

Down at his furred thighs, furred body, furred hands, down his muzzle?! Then up at the maid that looked very much a fursuiter pretending to be an otter he'd seen years ago at a convention hall and then he looked down at his breasts and collapsed in a dead faint.

”Uhh, sir, she fainted when i brought th-”

"It's fine, don't worry about it, I'll see to her. Was she awake, lucid?"

”Yes sir, she looked at me, than at her body and eh, passed out, sir.”

"Hmm, must have been quite a shock, don't worry yourself about it, I will take care of her presently."

”B-but sir taking care o-"

*Am I incapable of feeding and watering a single person?*

'O-of cours- I-I beg forgiveness Great Lord!” The maid squeaked.

("great lord", no matter how many times he reminded the staff, they slipped back to the old form of address)

*Be about your duties* He snapped immediately regretting his harsh voice as the maid hurried out of the room. He was annoyed at himself for losing his temper, especially since the maid had done nothing but her duty. He reminded himself to have a word with the Head Servant about some suitable reward for her. With a sigh Lord Davies settled into a chair to wait.

Thomas opened her eyes.. b-wha- somehtingh wrong, h-her? eye-

[DESIRE]

Oh god. He-s-HE! Tried to rise, and, nothing, no way to rise, no way to move, as far as she- HE! could tell there was a bed and restraints.

H-She squirmed. It itched, between her legs. Oh god how it itched, and nothing h-she could do, nothing she could do. What the fuck had happened!

"I see you are awake"

Thomas froze, the sound of that voice. It sent shivers down hi-her spine, all the way to her groin, she groaned and squirmed. She rubbed her thighs together, there was a terrible patch of itchiness between her legs!

"Do you remember what you pledged to me?" A cool voice asked.

W-what? What was he talking abou-

*ANSWER ME!*The voice was not loud but something about it filled her immediate awareness with the need to obey.

"I WILL PLEDGE ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SERVICE TO YOU SIR!" She yelled at the top of her lungs and it left her gasping, limp and confused.

*Good, good girl* A figure detached itself from the shadows and stroked Thomas' brow. "Good."

"w-what-"

"Shhh, rest for now, you will understand more tomorrow, I had to make sure it was working, I won't do it again unless I have to."

Thomas woke again to the aching desire, she opened her eyes and saw him, and knew he needed to have him.

"Ahh, you're awake, you must be... uncomfortable."

"Pleas-"

*You will address me as Master.* The man interrupted her.

Thomas' mouth snapped shut mid-sentence and opened again "Master, please!"

"You are in heat, do you know what that means?"

Heat? But that should only happen to- Thomas’ thought was cut off as the horrible realisation hit her. She looked down at her breasts.

"b-bu- wh-??!"

"Believe me I did not mean for this to happen but the Crest they insisted on using was a most powerful one and it mixed unpredictably with your innate mana and the healing"

And as Davies let his eyes roam up and down her muscular yet shapely wolfen form he idly commented "Though i have to say, the end result is not bad."

Thomas blushed under her fur.

*From this moment onwards, your Name shall be Tirola and you are my property, my slave, i am your master, my name is Lord Davies.*

Thom- Tirola felt a tingle as the naming took hold and knew, deep in her core that she was now Tirola, her master was Lord Davies and that she was his, body and soul. She shuddered, in both fear and delight, it felt right and yet so alien at the same time.

"Good, you becoming a canine was a blessing in disguise, you will probably take to this new form and new life much more quickly than you might have as a human."

"And now, to give you what you truly need."

As Lord Davies started to strip off his clothes, revealing a powerfully muscled body criss-crossed with scars, Tirola started to pant, deep, smouldering desire welling up withing her.

"You are in heat as I mentioned, and that alone would make you quite willing to bend over for any male, but now you are also bound to me and there is only one way to sate that heat."

"There are ways to mitigate it but for your first heat there is no avoiding it." He continued as the last of his clothing hit the floor.

"I know this is sudden-" Davies was interrupted by a happy 'whurf' as Tirola bowled him over and before he could scold her she was already snuffling around his crotch.

"A-ah, oh well, I see you are taking this quite well." He panted while Tirola slobbered all over his, now quite erect, penis. She had a bit of trouble getting used to her new body, especially the muzzle and fangs but her instincts drove her on and she managed to take the throbbing member into her mouth without causing any inconvenient injuries.

Almost before she had started her ministrations she gave the appendage a final impatient lick, rose and squatted over her master. And plunged down. She howled.

Davies squirmed under her, she was so tight, so hot! And so damn strong, she'd taken him down like a ragdoll! He'd have to start her training, and soon before she hurt someone by accident. But for now he enjoyed the sensation of the massive she-wolf riding him like there was no tomorrow.

As the morning sun seared Davies' eyelids he woke to find himself in the bedroom almost completely covered by the sleeping form of Tirola, now quite sated and out of it. She'd taxed his stamina to the limits before she started to calm down.

He'd have to make sure to get the appropriate herbs to prevent any surprises, cubs were the last thing either of them needed in this situation and he was sure there’d be a surprise after last nights thorough breeding. Luckily her body would not know the difference and she'd be sated and happy.

As he decided to get up and get a cup of water he found out that he was quite thoroughly stuck under her massive form.

He sighed. "Tirola"nudge *Tirola!*

"wh- whurf?!”

*Please get off of me.* He sighed as the large she-wolf groggily woke up.

"Oh! Sorry master!" She yelped as she hastily got off him.

"Its alright, did you sleep well?"

"Y-yes master, I- uh yes I slept well" she stammered while blushing crimson, faintly visible at top of her ears.

Davies smiled "Don't worry, what happened is between us and the only other way would have been to quite literally chain you to the wall."

"I-is it going to happen again?" She asked nervously.

"Yes, but not nearly that strongly, next time you can suppress it, its the first heat that is quite unavoidable."

"Umm" she started, a horrible realisation forming in her mind, she knew what 'heat' meant for ordinary canines.

"If you have questions, ask. I am your teacher as well as your master, I have great responsibility for you wellbeing and education."

"I-I have two questions." Tirola asked hesitantly.

As Davies just stared at her patiently she managed to blurt out "Will I have chil- c-cubs?!"

"Yes and no." and before her horror could manifest itself properly he continued "I will fetch some herbs from the apothecary later that will prevent any accidents, this is quite normal, especially for those having gone through their first heat since it is quite impossible for the lady to contain herself."

"A-and w-will we sleep t-to-" As she stammered to a halt, Davies made a soothing gesture "Calm yourself, what we did was out of necessity and I will not force you if you do not wish for my company and I will not be offended, slave you might be out of necessity but you will not be treated as a slave, even if I were so inclined."

She looked down, her blush reaching the point you'd be able to boil a kettle of tea on either of her cheeks, as she looked up she stammered out "A-and if i want to be with you!?" Her brilliant orange eyes full of desire, pleading, fear and hope.

Davies was taken aback, he'd been sure it would have taken weeks and months, probably years for him to truly settle into her new form and new life, nevermind wanting to share his bed after only a day or to want to be with him to being with!

"I-" and for the first time in a long while Lord Davies, once a High Lord of the Council of Thirteen, Sir Torran Deral Davies, was truly and utterly speechless.

And as Tirola snuggled into his side Davies glanced down, and as he gazed into to those amber eyes he wondered in his heart of hearts. What the hell had he created with this wolf?

End of chapter I.