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Disclaimer - Nothing to see here. No, certainly nothing erotic or transformative. No, sir. Nothing involving being turned into a fluffy husky and then ravished by an overly amorous dog-man. Nope. Nothing like that . . . [This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.]

Night of the Husky

The room feels cozy, woolen blankets with stripes and zags of color rough against my skin as I sit on edge of the bed, naked and alone. The walls are staked varnished oak, looking like some kind of log cabin. On the wall beside the king-sized bed is a tall oval mirror in a wrought, gilt frame while the rest of the room is blank: polished hardwood and vaulted ceilings. I trace my finger along a dark line on the blanket, following the jagged pattern before the door handle clicks down and the heavy metal-bound wooden door swings inward.

It's like I've forgotten how to breathe as he pads confidently into the room, curly tail bobbing behind him as he smiles down, canine face splitting into a grin.

He's gorgeous.

The husky stands easily over six feet. Dense, plush fur covers his entire body: white on his chest leading to the slate grey on his back and limbs, with two little white patches that look like eyebrows over his luminous blue eyes.

He winks as our gazes meet, pointed ears perking up while he looks down at me and slides his long pink tongue over his lips, tail swishing behind him. A strange heat rises up in my stomach, a twisted knot of desire. He walks closer and my eyes wander down between his thighs. Two bulges are distinctly visible through the fuzz, his heavy balls nestled below the plush thickness of his sheath.

I can't look away as he reaches down with his paw-like hand, stroking past his belly and giving his sheath a squeeze. Just watching sends shivers down my spine, my mouth watering in the strangest of ways as he steps forwards, directly in front of my naked body.

He doesn't say anything as I blush and look away. Instead, he reaches down and gently grabs my hand, suede paw pads warm against my flesh as he guides my trembling fingers towards his belly.

He's so soft. My fingers sink into the white fur on his athletic stomach. I can hear my own breathing in my ears as he grins and wags, obviously enjoying himself. The husky guides my wrist lower and heat flushes in my cheeks as my fingers brush over the velveteen warmth of his sheath. His balls twitch as he encourages me to explore further, weighing the sizable orbs in my palm.

I'm so engrossed that I hardly notice him leaning in until his muzzle is inches away from my face, dark nose twitching as he takes in my scent. He reaches in, thumbs running over my cheeks, dark, blunt claws dimpling my skin as he presses his muzzle against my lips. I'm not ready as his hot, slippery tongue surges into my mouth. My eyes go wide, staring into his icy blue gaze before falling half lidded. His fingers slide back along my face, tracing over my ears as he laps noisily into my mouth. I can't help myself as I push into the kiss, my own clumsy tongue sliding against his own in a slippery tangle.

I groan as he rubs at my ears in small circles with his padded thumbs, heat flushing through the back of my neck as my hair stands on end. After a few long strokes, the sensations begin to change, like my ears are somehow tugging against his grip. The strange sensations blossom into pleasure, my cock slowly stiffening as by heart pumps hot blood through my body.

My nostrils twitch as his cold nose bumps up against my own, leaving a damp spot that smolders into heat as he pants against me. Every time I breathe in while our tongues writhe together, his scent, his canine personality comes into sharper focus. He smells like fresh fallen snow and tanned leather. With every breath my nose darkens, my face flushing and beginning to creak as I notice that my teeth feel slightly sharper, and that I can see my face in the bottom of my vision. But, instead of the normal blurred flesh tones of my skin, I see light chestnut brown and white capped by my darkening nose.

He sees my surprise and pulls back, letting his tongue slide up over my changing nostrils in a sloppy canine lick before giving me a coy wink.

I reach up slowly, my fingers surprised as I feel my ears pull away from them, velveteen triangles twitching atop my head. My skin feels smooth and fuzzy, like it's coated in the finest silk. I curiously run a finger past my thinning lips, my nail clicking against my pronounced canines. It's all just happening so fast. My heart hammers in my now canine ears.

I'm too distracted by the new feelings to notice the subtle changes of scent in the room, his wintery smell joined by something peppery and enticing, making me lick my lips with a tongue that feels too large for my mouth.

When my eyes come into focus, looking beyond my own nose, I see the pillowy whiteness of his crotch punctuated by a carmine speck: the top of his canine member poking from his tightening sheath.

It's impossibly enticing, like a strawberry resting on a furry pillow, beckoning me forwards. My snuffling breaths sound strange to my new ears as they fold back along my head. I look up and he grins down at me with such self-assured beneficence that I feel blessed. His poofy tail wags slowly behind him as he presses forward with his hips, smearing the side of my growing muzzle with his scent. My mouth moves automatically as I lean into him, snuffling against his fuzzy balls before licking up his sheath to the emerging tip, tasting the electric, salty flesh as it pulses out slightly further. I'm drawn in, lapping at the animal head, my tongue growing thinner and more flexible as it slips inside the edges of his pliant sheath, my face prickling as whiskers fan out on either side of my twitching nose.

He combs his claws through my hair as it pulls back into dense, dry earth colored fur. A low bass rumble emanates from his broad chest as I can feel him throbbing with every lap. But then his hands trace down towards my shoulders and slowly push me back even as my increasingly canine tongue strains out to get one last delicious lick. He gives me a gentle push, rolling me onto my back.

I feel exposed in the best of ways, staring up at his toned, fluffy frame as he leans in over me. I think he's going in for another kiss, but instead, he nuzzles against my neck, fangs brushing over my skin, combing through the forming white fluff as it prickles in. He holds my shoulders, pinning me to the bed, my breaths picking up pace into animal panting. Snuffling along towards my exposed chest, his ears turned forward with inquisitive glee. He looks up towards me, corners of his lips turning up before pressing his cold, inquisitive nose against my chest.

My back arches as he licks over one of my exposed nipples, followed quickly by the other. Plush white fur floofs up in his wake. He nibbles in against me, pinching one side of my chest while his padded thumb rubs firm circles against the other. A garbled whine of pleasure escapes from my lips, my nipples impossibly sensitive, spreading and swelling into taut pink caps nestled amidst my growing dense fur. I reach up and wrap my fingers around the top of his muzzle, my digits creaking as my fingertips swell into blunt, leathery pads. My nails curl and comb through his fur as he continues to suckle at my nipples.

He buries his muzzle in the growing fluff at the center of my chest, paws sliding up the fur trickling down my front to squeeze and knead in at my pecs. As he grinds my puffy pink nipples between his fuzzy fingers, a budding heat wells through my body, the contact more stimulating than I thought possible. My jaw hangs open, tongue lapping out, curling up to taste the saltiness of my new leathery nose. My chest is on fire, blazing with new sensation, swelling to fill his palms, becoming soft, jostling, and pliant in his grasp. He turns in, cold nose sinking into the flesh of my new breasts as he laps slowly in at one, grinding it gently between his teeth while his tail wags eagerly behind him.

My tongue lolls out as I pant, eyes wide as the colors of the blanket in the corners of my eyes all subtly shift. I look over to the mirror on the wall and see myself. My face looks half-way canine, one of my eyes brown while the other has become a bright, luminous blue like his own. I can feel the weight of my breasts as the husky in the mirror continues to suck and lick at them, the fur racing down towards my hips that seem much wider than I remember them being.

The idea of being his excites me. Watching myself change under his over-eager ministrations makes my entire body flush with a rising need that I can't fully process.

I shudder as my shaft bobs up against my belly, brushing against my silky undercoat. It seems oddly out of place as I continue to change.

His ears perk up as he sees me looking down and follows my eyes. The handsome husky slides back, kneeling next to the bed, hands sliding down my thighs. I'm surprised as he lifts up one of my legs, my human toes splaying out as he snuffles down my shin. I can't help but laugh as his tongue flickers out against my toes, lapping quickly between and around them before dragging along the exposed sole of my foot.

He switches to my other foot, but the warmth continues to grow in my limbs, my bones creaking, heels thinning as thin white fluff grows around them. I squirm against the bed as he grabs my feet, squeezing and kneading as they rearrange. The balls of my feet bulge out into thick, sensitive leathery pads under his kneading hands and flickering wet hot tongue. I can feel the floof on his cheeks running between my swelling toes as they swell out into wide animal paws.

I clench both of my paws around the end of his muzzle and he whines, obviously enjoying himself. Being in control is oddly appealing for a moment, the beautiful canine on his knees like he was praying to me, ever content under my almost entirely animal paws as white and auburn fur seeps up to meet the cascade of fur prickling down my thighs.

Again though, I'm distracted. A cool drop of clear pre leaks down from my member, seeping into the fur on my belly as I blink and look down at my exposed member.

It still just feels . . . wrong.

He whines as he sees my discomfort, letting my new paws slide to the ground before he sidles even closer to the bed. Our eyes meet for a moment, which causes him to smile again, like all he wants is to see is me being happy. His ears fold back as he lets his chin rest on the bed between my legs. The first thing I feel is his hot breath before his whiskers tickle my exposed testes, quickly followed by a hot wet slurp that lifts up my orbs and lets them pat back down. I grit my teeth and grab handfuls of blanket on either side of me. The stimulation is almost overwhelming, heat blooming between my now plush, furry thighs.

The combination of his hot tongue and cold nose drive me wild before he slurps up the front of my shaft, lapping up the bead of pre that leaks from my tip with apparent relish. I can't look away as he laps in at the exposed head of my shaft, snuffling in and basting my maleness in affection as heat bubbles in my belly. His eyes turn up to me with a mischievous twinkle before he opens his maw, my cock sliding between his fangs as he envelops my shaft in his warm, balmy muzzle.

I ball my hands into fists as I fall back against the bed, overwhelmed as his tongue curls and slides along my straining shaft. My entire body reverberates as he lets out a hungry growl around me. His hot breath puffs against me as my legs pedal in the air to either side of him. He wraps his powerful hand-paws around my waist, pulling me closer as my hips creak out wider. The head of my cock slides against the ridges on the top of his mouth, barely grazing against his fangs. He laps with wild abandon, slurping up the salty pre than leaks from my overstimulated shaft.

But as close as I feel, I just can't reach release. It's exquisite torture as his tongue slides all the way down to my balls, my cock still lodged in his mouth. My aching orbs tighten, pulling back against my body as fluffy white fur radiates out from my crotch. My breath comes out in ragged heaves punctuated by wheezes, my breasts jostling. The bobbing motions of his head get smaller and smaller as his hungry mouth looms around my shaft.

The sensations are all shifting, the pleasure burning brighter, but also more diffuse. My balls ache, squeezed tight back against me every time he licks across them. A pulling lurch makes my stomach drop, my jaw hanging open as I pant. I can't feel the roof of his mouth anymore, but the sensations of my shaft are concentrating, as if he's somehow able to teasingly nibble at my entire cock at once. My moans become slightly higher in pitch as he growls out and lurches forwards with his tongue.

My mismatched eyes go wide, pupils dilating as he somehow sinks inside of me. My body clenches in ways that I didn't know were possible. Hot, tugging waves of bliss radiate out through my body as he remains fixated between my fluffy thighs.

There's discomfort though, my back aching even as I squirm. Without pausing, he slides his paws under my shapely rump and lifts. I let out a surprised gasp as my spine pops and something wriggles underneath me. Every time I clench and squeeze around him, the sensation heightens, pulling one way, then the other. He gently sets me down, and I can feel myself hanging off the edge of the bed in the strangest way.

It's only then that I realize that I have a tail.

I don't really have time to process it though, even as my forming muscles tug my growing tail haltingly back and forth. Instead, my attention is focused between my legs. The incorrigible canine grabs my knees, spreading my thighs, dark nose huffing against me in a way that makes my forming fur fluff up in waves. Instead of bobbing up and down, he's pumping inside of me, pausing only to slide up, grinding across the condensed point of sensation that my cock has become. I shudder, a growl rising in my throat as the ecstasy percolates inside of me, thrumming in time with my heart and his tongue. I clench my thighs in around him, forcing his arms down to my rump as I squeeze at either side of his head.

I grind my crotch into him, staring up at the vaulted wooden ceiling, lost in sensation. I can't stop, building up momentum, muscles clenching, mind swimming in pleasure. It takes a while for me to notice him slapping against the side of my thigh like a wrestler tapping out.

The fur on my cheeks fluffs up as I unclench and he draws back with a deep gasp of air, tongue lolling out as he catches his breath. My attempts to apologize are forgotten though as soon as I look down between my legs.

Nestled amongst the fluffy, and now matted fur is a glistening, swollen pink slit: my canine femininity, with a curled fluffy tail wagging sporadically beneath it.

I can smell it too, the overwhelming peppery reek of my feminine need as I explore my taut, fleshy cleft. I reach down trepidatiously, hissing in breath as I brush a padded finger down an edge of my slick labia. Even the gentlest touch causes little bolts of pleasure to lance out through my body. My other hand absentmindedly cups one of my breasts, my fingers dimpling the fluffy flesh while I stroke up across my occluded clit. My growing tail flicks in random directions as I rub a pad between my swollen edges, grinding against the new source of pleasure between them.

There's another scent in the room though, a chilled leather smell that makes my mouth water. I look up and he's standing before me, his hard, marbled shaft bulging halfway out from his plush sheath, inches from my face. He grins as I look up at him, my nose huffing, drinking in our combined odors, the perfect combination of canine need.

He turns his head to the side quizzically, as if asking a question.

I know what he wants.

I want it too.

His face splits into a panting grin as I nod up at him. I just can't wait any longer, the smoldering need between my legs aches for more. He steps up against the bed, reaching down and grabbing my legs under the knees, lifting me easily as I fall back, resting on my elbows. My tail swishes eagerly, making him shudder as it brushes against his balls, fanning his needy scent into the air. My heart rises up into my throat, my muscles tensing as I hang, inches off the bed. He adjusts himself before rocking in with his hips, growing canine prick rubbing over my slick labia, pointed tip just grazing my electrically sensitive clit.

I whine out a breathy wheeze of need. I just can't stand it. I want him inside of me.

He grinds forwards, teasing me with his cock. I can feel his heartbeat as it pulses out longer, pre dripping from the chiseled tip, painting my pussy with his musky lust. I bite my lip, growling as he lifts me slightly higher, animal tip sliding between the plump edges of my labia. My breath catches in my throat as he pulls back slightly and then surges forwards, spreading me wide around his tapering length, my insides clenching in tugging waves. I can the first few inches throbbing inside of me as he slides back and grinds in deeper, my raised paws clenching at nothing.

The husky grits his teeth, something swelling inside of his sheath. His throbbing knot bulges out as he sinks deeper and deeper inside of me. My vision blurs as the pulsing bulge butts against my entrance, thudding against my clit. My tail flickers against his legs as he lowers me down, leaning in above me, arms braced against the bed on either side of me as I wrap my legs around his waist.

His thrusting picks up pace, bashing his knot against my cleft, rocking my entire body, my breasts bouncing with every thrust. Every forward motion spreads me wider and wider, teasing me, but nut fulfilling the rising lust inside of me. My yowl of pleasure comes out as a garbled ululation as he braces himself and starts ramming in harder. I look up into his pale blue eyes, but he doesn't see me. All of his focus is throbbing inside of me, slamming against me over and over: thrusts becoming slower, forceful, more insistent.

I groan out, bracing my arms behind me, pushing myself against him, my ears folded back along my skull, teeth bared.

With a snarl he grinds in, no longer pulling back, knot sinking forward millimeter by millimeter. I feel weightless for a moment, floating in an uncertain void before his pulsing knot spreads me that extra smidgeon and slams inside of me with a fleshy thud. My pussy clamps down, locking him inside of me, every motion of his hips tugging or pushing against me, driving me wild as my insides boil over with pleasure.

I shudder, feeling like I'm on the first decent of a rollercoaster as my insides wrench around his trapped member, the fuzz of his sheath tickling the edges of my sensitive labia as his balls slap against me. While still thrusting, dragging me against the bed, he reaches down between us, tracing up the edge of my femininity before grinding the slickened pad of his thumb against my clit.

My ears perk up. My eyes fly wide open. My tail ceases wagging.

If I was going down a rollercoaster before, now it's flying off the tracks. My lust erupts as I clench around him in spasmodic tugs while my first feminine orgasm washes over me. He growls, tongue licking up at nothing as my insides squeeze and wrench in around him in unceasing, insistent waves. He leans forward, resting both of his hands on my shoulders, pressing me back into the bed, furry balls tugging up tight as his member arcs up and begins to jerk, spattering out gouts of molten canine essence inside of my demanding depths.

I yowl, squeezing harder, milking him for more and more of that heavenly warmth. The edges of my pussy tremble, leaking out clear feminine lust down across my exposed ass onto the base of my tail. I can smell our lust blending together as I take a breath between howling screams of pleasure. Our mixed scent flows inside my lungs, heat joining the rest of my lust as all my muscles contract in undulating waves from my twitching ears to the tip of my wildly thrashing tail.

I glance over to the mirror, watching the husky breed his bitch, breed me with wild abandon. The pleasure doesn't subside though, it's so different: focused, yet diffusing through my entire body. My nipples stand out, taut and hard as I paw at my breasts. I squeeze around him harder with my insides, wringing out every last mote of this thick, hot cum.

The pauses between his cock's tense pulses grow longer apart, but mine keep coming as I rock my hips against him, losing myself in the pleasure. My bliss smolders, punctuated by small spikes of absolute ecstasy as I clench and squeeze.

I only come back down from my cloud of mind-numbing pleasure when I hear him whine.

I have no idea how long it's been.

He grins down with exhausted relief, still panting heavily. We remain tied together, his member lodged inside me. Despite my efforts, there's nothing I can do to release him.

In an awkward maneuver. He pushes me further onto the bed, scooping me up and rolling me over so that I lay on top of him, my muzzle resting against his fluffy chest as it rises and falls.

His fur tickles my nipples as I snuggle against him, letting my face rest against the crook of his neck, drinking in his comforting male scent. He drowsily raises a hand, scratching between my ears as I close my eyes.

I'm exhausted too: completely comfortable lying on top of him. Our plush bodies rub together as my wagging tail slows like a lagging pendulum. My breathing slows as well, then my thoughts as I drift away towards much needed sleep heralded on by the occasional clench around him and his fingers gently combing through my fur.