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Everything was blurry at first, a warm glow in her chest as the world around her began to fade into view again, eyes fluttering open with a long exhale soon after followed by a large yawn, jaws pulled back to reveal her reptilian maw. Flexing her talons, she turned over in her bed, still numbly aware of the world around her except for the fluffy bed holding her close, curled around herself as she began to slowly wake up. 'It feels so good though… Maybe I can sleep for a few more hours before heading to work.' She closed her eyes again, too dazed to remember where she was and content to just rest at least a little longer before getting anything done for the day.

DING!

Her ears perked up at the sound of a ring somewhere in a room nearby, shaking her head as she began to make out her surroundings. There was an odd bed that she didn't recognize and yet for some reason felt familiar. Looking down at where she was sleeping, she nearly let out a yelp, jolting awake as she sat up straight, staring at her scales limbs, sharp claws on her paws. “Arryup!" She exclaimed, shocked at her voice as reality began to settle in again, everything quickly coming to her as the orange dog bed she set on reminded her of her new place in life. 'Still a pet. A female like I've always wanted… I wonder if I've changed at all?' She gave a huff, her heart racing slightly as she came to terms once more with her choice, taking a few pawsteps off the soft cushion before arching her back to stretch, tail raised high along with her neck pulling back, a spike of pleasure passing through her form. The sensation of having wings was still something amazing to her, like another arm with really long fingers, all connected with webbing. She took a moment to look over them, smiling to herself softly as looked at her feminine form, the dragoness she had always wanted.

The jingle of the bell on her collar reminded her that, despite the dragons in fairy tales, she wasn't free. She had an owner, she belonged to him and despite how cruel that may sound, she really couldn't deny that she found herself enjoying it more and more every day, thinking less and less about the implications of what that meant for any pride left inside her and merely letting her mind roam free. 'I know the collar is probably calming me… but I wanted this and god it is hot…' She pawed at the bell on her collar again, her scales heating up on her face as it sounded just like any other pet scratching at their collar before walking up to a large mirror in the room planted on the ground by Peter, making Kyithra assumed he had set it there just for her to see what she had become.

Indeed, as she had remembered, she was a full female dragon, taking a look under her tail first in the mirror as her soft arousal in her mind made her curious, looking at the vent between her legs, watching as it seemed to contract slightly while a tingle of bliss passed through her from the sight alone. It was awfully weird to know that she only had one hole now, but that only made her feel more like an animal and in that perspective she couldn't help but let out a feminine moan, dipping her head down, ears pulled back slightly with her eyes staring seductively back at herself.

There wasn't much left from the previous days that were left to make her a complete feral, but as she looked into her eyes once more, she found the final change had taken place. Her once round pupils had finally turned from circles into that slit-like appearance that a reptile would possess, completely feral with no sign of humanity left in her. Even her snout had grown to its full size, turning it to the side to get a view of herself, trying to pose herself the same way she had been drawn in her reference sheet she had commissioned someone to draw before. After a few repositions, she finally got it right, that side view of her body, everything perfect, entirely a dragoness like she had dreamed of. If felt so right in that moment, actually feeling like a tear was welling up in her eyes as she found that her wildest dream had come true, being able to forget responsibilities of being a human to just be a dragon but when another ding sounded from outside the room, she was drawn back to the compromise she had made to become this.

Cht cht cht! “Kyithra! Come on, girl! I got your food for you." She swayed her tail, shaking her head to hear the bell jingle on her neck, huffing in excitement as she decided to ignore her cloaca for the moment to get something to eat. Obeying her master, she walked into the kitchen where his voice was coming from, head lowered in embarrassment as she found herself accepting her role below him, letting out an “Awrf" as she approached his feet.

“Good giiiirl! Who's a good girl?" He asked demeaningly, rubbing his paw over her head, petting her softly while also using his foot to push forward the 'Food' bowl with a healthy mix of “Dragon" food along with oaty cereal. She found herself starting to salivate in her maw as the meaty scent of the pet food overpowered the honey oats, her mind desiring to taste those dragon bites once again, her stomach empty, yawning for something to fill it. With a flick of her tail, a glance up at her owner to make sure she was allowed, he motioned to it, “Go on."

It was moments like these she missed being able to eat human food, things like burgers and pizza on weekends while gaming with friends, but even now, looking at the once disgusting looking pet food, she couldn't help but obey, knowing this was all she would be fed from now on. Taking a pawstep forward, looking down at her talons with a mix of emotions before dipping her head down and lapping up the food with her tongue, curling it around a few pieces before chewing it in her maw. It was obvious Peter had put a lot more dragon food into the bowl from the previous day and that only made Kyithra more aroused even if only in the back of her mind, the pet part of her brain quelling that twisted human desire into merely a thought while her body seemed to act normally. With a wag of her tail, she continued eating with a new burst of energy, letting herself go and slip into the mind of a pet completely as she thought back to her decision the night before.

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The sound of creaking roused the dragoness from her sleep in the night before, numbly watching Peter get dressed in some shorts before opening and softly closing the door behind him. Kyithra watched for a moment, pausing as she listened for his movements before hearing him close a drawer in the kitchen. Knowing he may be a while, she tried to fall back to sleep, curling around herself on the orange bed but found herself unable to. Groaning softly, she simply closed her eyes, trying to think of something deeply so that it may distract her from the feeling of the new bed she'd have to sleep in for a long while and instead get lost in her thoughts.

'Hmm… I wonder where he got this dog bed… I'm surprised he could find one so large for me to fit in, but I suppose he could have ordered one online. From a pet store…' She opened her eyes to look at her paws and tail, focusing on her talons, flexing them slightly before gazing back at her tail as she lifted the end slightly and let it flop down onto her snout again. 'It feels so… different, controlling a limb I've never had before. It's like… I really have to focus on it, where it's located in my brain. Like searching for a lever, something that can set off a reaction. At least I'm starting to remember what it feels like to move it…' She dipped her head as if agreeing with herself, before giving her tail a lick, feeling the scales under her tongue, cold to the touch, each hard scale overlapping onto the next.

It was at that moment that she smiled, resting the end of her snout against the scales on her tail, gazing at them as she closed her eyes and let out a happy whimper, a tear forming on the corner of her slitted eyes before dripping slowly down the side of her muzzle. 'I… I can't believe this is really real. I'm actually a dragon… It's not like I'm looking at a piece of art drawn of my sona or like I'm dreaming. I'm actually a living dragon.' She then looked back over her shoulder, sitting up for a moment before closing her eyes to focus.

After about a minute of probing her mind for any reaction, trying to focus on what made her limbs move and how to find another, she simply stopped, planting a paw firmly on the soft bed below her. 'No. I think I'm thinking too hard about this. How did I learn to move my tail? I know I have to look for that signal whenever I want to move it a certain way but… I think I just knew how to do it. Like it was the animal instinct inside of me that knew how to move it. Maybe if I just let my mind go…' With a deep breath in through her maw, she softly closed her eyes, clearing her minds of her thoughts and simply letting this primal part of her take control.

After releasing her body from her human thoughts and mental restrictions, she found her tail naturally swaying slowly behind her, a dull heat inside her chest. She could hear her breathing along with the wind outside and the footsteps of Peter from the kitchen outside. But it was as she was simply existing that she found her wings starting to expand, not even thinking about it until they began softly flapping. She opened her eyes to watch a paper on the floor run away with the breeze she created in the room, looking over her wings to find them flapping for a moment before quickly falling back to her sides as she began to focus again on how to use them.

With an annoyed huff, she curled back around herself on the plush bed, still thinking about how lucky she was. 'So many furries wish they could be their sona, whether they admit it or not, and no matter what their reasoning is for wanting to become that animal, it always seems to come with a sense of happiness and fullness. I can't believe I was gifted this…' She knew she wasn't a free dragon as she had always imagined she would be, but even being a pet wasn't so bad, especially when she tried to imagine how a dragon could ever live in a human world like their own. 'I'd likely be hunted or experimented on if I wasn't someone's pet. Sure, there may be more dragon pets coming along, but I'm sure someone would want dragon scales, and… yeah.'

She looked up and to the window at the edge of the other side of the room, watching the moonlight filter into the room and cast a dim glow onto the floor in front of the bed. 'I can be safe here, be the dragon of my dreams. Have wings and be an animal with no one to judge me or expect anything from me. Even with a collar around my neck, I somehow feel truly free. I feel… like I'm finally me.' With a soft smile on her face, she found herself finally being able to drift back to sleep, deciding silently that she didn't want to try and fight being a pet dragon anymore. Sure she was scared slightly to leave behind her old life, but now that she had already done that, it was just accepting her fate, kinky as it was, to be a dumb feral for Peter.

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She was drawn out of her thoughts of the past night when Peter patted her back softly, “Are you done?" He reached forward and softly rubbed her head, smiling at her while he picked up a cup of something steaming from the top, taking a sip of it before placing it on the counter again. Kyithra looked down at her food, finding she had only eaten about half of it and yet letting out an agreeing murr to him, nudging the bowl with her snout towards the glass door in front of them. “Hehe, it's like she can understand me! Ha!" He chuckled, smiling softly as he took another sip of his coffee. The dragoness only blushed at this, knowing he had to be teasing her, the feeling of arousal blooming further in her mind as she tried to think of what to do about it.

The weirdest part about all this was, while she was feeling both uncertainty and happiness, she also found herself extremely turned on at times since being treated like a dumb feral like this was so hot for her, but that only brought up more predicaments to her situation. No privacy for rubbing herself off and yet a constant surge of need coursing through her body as she was constantly treated like the dumb feral Peter was simply treating her as. 'M-maybe he'll help me get off this time?' She wondered, thinking back to their past sessions.

With a glance back to Peter, she watched as he leaned down and picked up her water bowl, holding it over the kitchen sink as he filled it up. “Alright… ah, here we go, girl." With a yawn of his own, blinking a few times, he set the bowl back down beside her food bowl in front of the glass door, his hand resting on top of her flustered head as he petted her softly before standing back. Without saying a word, he grabbed his coffee and walked into the living room, pulling out his phone in his pocket before walking around the corner.

Kyithra found herself looking after him, listening for a moment before the sound of voices emanated from the room, reminding her of the past video she would watch on Youtube when she was a human. She moaned softly at the thought, looking down at her paws, knowing she couldn't ever hold anything like that again. Her eyes then trailed in front of her to the water bowl, looking at how the water swayed in the metal bowl, a pet bowl that belonged to her.

She looked over her wing for a moment to make sure Peter wasn't watching before moving her tail to her vent, focusing on that movement still as she was getting used to moving that new limb of hers, and pressed the tip lightly between her folds between her legs, looking at the pet things before her. To her annoyance, the pleasure she felt was very dull, as if the collar was preventing her from reaching any real pleasure unless her physical body was really in heat. For the moment, all the arousal was in the back of her mind. The dullness could also have come from the fact that things like this were starting to feel right and normal, a happy feeling trying to overwhelm the arousal, something carefree like a pet would feel.

Knowing she'd have to wait to get off till later, she retrieved her tail and let it lay behind her while she leaned down and lapped at the surface of the water. 'Yeah, that's tap water.' She mused, not enjoying the taste much but ignoring it, realizing she was indeed thirsty after all that dry pet food she'd eaten a minute ago. She took lap after lap, instincts seeming to drive her onwards before quickly realizing with a widening of her eyes that she had already reached the bottom, the water once in the bowl before now completely drank. 'I didn't think I was that thirsty. I didn't even realize how fast I was drinking it. God, why does this feel natural?'

She stood there for a moment, thinking of the excitement inside her and what she should do now that she had finished eating. Her mind instantly shot to her owner, turning to follow him into the living room to cuddle up. She found him reclined on the couch, lying sideways as he watched the TV, streaming Youtube from his phone to the TV. His eyes scanned over her as she entered, smiling softly before looking back to the show, a pillow under his head to hold it up.

When she approached to try and jump onto the couch with him, he clicked his tongue, pointing to the ground in front of him. “No! Down!" He gave her a stern look, sitting up slightly as he seemed to be preparing for her to jump up anyways. He paused for a moment as Kyithra stopped and stood there, nodding to himself before leaning over to pat the ground beside his feet. “Here. Lie down, girl!" Tapping the ground with his hand, she walked over slowly, head dipping down with ears pulled back as Peter watched her lie down below him, curling around herself as she looked over at the TV.

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The two of them lay there for a while, Peter snacking on some food casually while Kyithra just lay there below him, napping while the deepening arousal continued to bloom forth more and more. Along with her need, something else seemed to be growing with her below her belly, holding her breath as she felt the need to pee once again. She let out a huff, looking over herself and back up to her Master who seemed to notice her waking and greeted her with another soft rub to the head, “Ah, look who's woken up? Did you sleep well?" He asked, not expecting an answer as he turned his head back to the show.

She pushed herself up from her resting spot, arching her back in a stretch as she let out a soft yawn. With a shake of her head, she soon found her need to use the bathroom growing more, looking out to the backyard through a window at the side of the room before remembering the litterbox in the restroom. Trying not to draw too much attention to herself, she walked off towards it, Peter seeming to only glance at her and nothing more while she went to relieve herself again. Much to her surprise and humiliation, she found the door closed to the bathroom, a bell with a paw on the top lying there for her to ring. She felt her face heat up, shivering slightly with her legs held together slightly to try and hold it in as she then rang the bell. After a few moments she felt that tight feeling in her groin slowly back off, the need quenched for a bit until she was sure it would come back harder if she didn't do anything about it.

It didn't take long for the show in the living room to pause, the sound of footsteps slowly making their way over before Peter noticed her and smiled. “That's a good girl, using the bell!" He smiled, placing a paw on the door handle before pausing again, thinking, “Hmm… you know what? I think I have a better idea." Not bothering to inform her of it, he simply walked away from the bathroom, calling to her, “Kyithra, come!" She let out a soft whimper, lifting a paw to scratch slightly at the door as she knew she wouldn't be able to hold off for long, but that only resulted in Peter growling at her from across the hallway, “Kyithra, now! Come here!"

Not wanting to upset her Owner, she obeyed and walked towards him, trying to ignore the need for now. Following Peter, he led them to the front door, the dragoness instantly knowing what he had planned as he pulled out a leash from a box beside the door before leaning down to hook it on the loop in her collar. “Staaaaaay…" He warned her, making sure it was latched in place before returning with a muzzle!

She took a step back in surprise at the metal as he brought it closer to her, reaching out his hand before softly gripping her snout and looking her in the eyes, “Stay still, I don't wanna hurt you." She felt a shiver of pleasure course through her along with humiliation as the muzzle fit perfectly over her face, meant for an animal like her as he wrapped the leather strap around the back of her horns to keep it in place. Tightening it with the buckle, he then held out his hand for her, giving her another stern look, “Stay…"

She watched as he made hastily back into his room, leaving Kyithra sitting there with the cold metal pressed around the entirety of her face, her vent clenching as that heat within began to peek through her mind and into her body. When Peter returned, he brought with him two large leather bags of sort with buckles on the edges of them to tighten them. She tilted her head at the sight, unsure what they were for before taking in a gasp as he moved to her side and kept her wings folded in nicely before slowly pushing them into the bindings. 'He's putting on wing binders! He doesn't want me to fly away… I can't escape my fate.~' She thought heatedly, tail pressing hard against the floor as if to get out some of that energy building inside as she simply stood there until he buckles her wings tightly close to her body, wrapping a strap or two around her chest and up the other side to keep them firmly pinned.

Once he was done, Peter took a step back, looking back at Kyithra with a wide grin, “Yes! You look very beautiful! Luckily for you, they've passed a law where one can now bring a pet dragon to designated parks so that they can go out and play, which means you and I are going to the park! You wanna go on a walkie?~" He smiled down at her, his voice changing into that humiliating tone as she shrunk slightly, just wishing she could simply get off and rid herself of this arousal and yet also wanting to be denied more despite her thoughts.

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The park didn't seem to be very busy today to Kyithra's relief, Peter leading her by a leash through the park along the stone pavement towards the center of the park where a fountain was located. It was odd to see this familiar place through new eyes, a leash in her vision with her Owner guiding her along as she walked beside him. The oddest thing of it all was how much lower to the ground she now was. Where she had been able to once easily see over the concrete walls surrounding the fountain, her head now only came up to the ridge of the top, meaning she'd have to try and stand on her back paws to be able to see over it. It made her feel young and yet the muzzle on her told her she was smaller for a much more humiliating reason.

As they reached the fountain, another human with a german shepherd on a leash took notice of them quickly, pulling her dog back slightly as she shortened the leash, simply looking on both in concern and… admiration? She spoke up as she realized she was being watched by us, “Oh, I'm sorry. I don't mean to stare, I just… I haven't seen a pet dragon before. Is… She is a dragon right?"

“A dragoness, yes. Since the new law passed to allow pet dragons into monitored areas I figured me and her could go on a walk together. Do you wanna pet her?" She hesitated, looking down at dragoness and back up to Peter before he added, “Don't worry, she has a muzzle on so she won't bite you." She gave him another uncertain glance, but after seeing the muzzle on the animal she stepped forward slowly, handing off the leash to her dog to her husband who stood nearby.

“She won't bite your hand off. She's trained to obey me." She looked up once more at him before giving Kyithra a long stare and reaching out her hand. With a shiver of humiliation coursing through her body, she felt the lady place her hand on her head, feeling her scales and petting her like a dog. The lady slowly began to feel more relaxed as she continued giving her pets, scratching behind Kyithra's ear which she actually really liked before stepping back and chatting with Peter for a bit. Kyithra barely noticed the interaction between the two as the dog by the bench seemed to be staring straight at her, sniffing the air towards her direction for a reason she wasn't sure of.

She looked to the fountain to think if maybe it was looking at something there, but there wasn't anything there she could see. Just the water splashing down into the fountain, some drip landing on top of her paws and face as she stood there.

She let out a soft whimper as the need to use the bathroom suddenly rose in her groin again, watching as the lady backed up and asked, “Ah, did I hurt her?"

“No, I think she just has to go pee." He then gave a rough tug at her leash, causing her to stumble towards him while trying to focus on holding in her bladder. “It was nice meeting you but I have some plans at home in a bit. Have a great day!" She looked back over the both of them curiously but said nothing except waved back as she retrieved her pet and walked away with them.

Kyihtra knew exactly what Peter was doing as they walked across the grass, the dragoness looking around at other humans playing with their pets nearby, throwing balls, and going on walks. 'I don't get privacy anymore… just like a pet.' She pondered on that thought again, body shifting uncomfortably as the tension in her loins grew more and more from knowing she'd be letting it go in a minute despite how public and humiliating it was.

Peter didn't bother to stop and tell her to go and instead just kept walking with her at his side until they reach the edge of the clearing with some bushes and trees. Standing there, he waited, pulling out his phone with his other hand while he held the leash let her do her business. Not able to hold it much longer, she walked away to the bushes, hoping to get to the other side for some decency but found Peter holding back the leash so that she could only get so far. Letting out a hot feminine moan through the muzzle, she obeyed, looking around with her face heating up before squatting down on the grass with her tail raised as she used the bathroom on the grass like all other pets. She let out a huff as she went, feeling so feminine to be using her cloaca like this, noticing the human with her husband and dog watching her as she peed. Kyithra could feel the warm liquid pooling around her paws again, the stench of her piss reaching her nose as she tried to ignore it and simply get it over with.

Once she was finished, she stood back up and walked back to Peter with her head dipped down in embarrassment. He gave her head another soft rub, mindlessly saying as he looked through his phone before putting it in his pocket and walking off with her behind him, “Good girl!"

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On the way home, Peter had stopped the car at a pet shop, leaving her in the car to mindlessly tease herself with her tail in the backseat while she waited for him to return. She took notice of a poster on the window for the shop, mentioning to get your pets spayed and neutered. She moaned through the muzzle, tail pressing into her folds to thrust softly back and forth until she frustratedly found Peter returning to interrupt her session. Fixing herself in the seat, he opened the driver's door, closing it behind him and placing a shopping bag in the passenger seat. Looking over his shoulder at her, he gave a warm smile, ice blue eyes looking back, “I got you some toys, Kyithra! I'll show you them at home, I'm sure you're going to love them!"

In all honesty, as they drove home, she realized that having toys like that would give her something to do when she wasn't eating, sleeping, or out on a walk. She had wondered how'd she fill her time now since she couldn't play games or use a phone, so having a toy to play with could be fun. The animalistic part of her wagged her tail as much as it could while she lay in the car as he drove, and knowing how excited she got at playing with a toy only made that budding arousal peak even more.

She thought back over the day as she realized the sun was already starting to set, thinking about everything that led up to this. 'Today was the first real day of a complete pet. He isn't even acting like I was ever a human anymore, and he took me on a walk, peed in the park, and bought me toys… This is my life forever now.' She panted softly through the rest of the ride, tail occasionally grinding against her vent before retreating as to hopefully not let Peter know she was playing with herself. Still, she couldn't imagine what would come next. Her transformation was complete and now she was being treated as a feral pet like any other, but she did take notice that Peter had been mentioning over phone calls that he wanted a friend of his to meet Kyithra.

Her thoughts began to quiet as she found herself getting tired, the idea of a nap sounding great as those more primal desires overwhelmed her thoughts for now as she closed her eyes and drifted off. In the end, she felt like everything was complete, but for some reason, something felt like it was missing, an aching and longing in her loins that continued to grow unsatisfied with just her tail, and she began to wonder just how many other dragons there were in the world and if they were once humans like her. It was with those thoughts she drifted off, the setting sunlight casting a warm glow on her black scales as she fell asleep.