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The street was busy with nine to five workers walking home or sitting in stop-start traffic in the midst of skyscraper offices and smaller, squat businesses amongst them. Between two of these buildings, in a deep and dark alleyway, the sounds of sexual conquest were drowned out by car engines and beeping horns. A few passersby would glance down the corridor and see them, sometimes moving on quickly or stopping for a minute to watch. These people didn't matter, and neither paid them and mind.

Avery didn't plan on getting fucked in an alleyway, but here he was, pressed to the wall of his workplace by a femboy wolf with their cock in his ass. He'd met Duke online and got along easily, so today they'd arranged to grab a drink together after work. But meeting him in person was an entirely different experience; his presence was so charming, his perfume so alluring, and his words far too agreeable. With a suggestion and a touch, the brown wolf led him outside and into the dim of the alley.

Now the dog's pants were around his ankles and the wolf's thick shaft buried to the hilt in his ass, their stripey green skirt bunched up between their hips. For a wolf that looked even more feminine than him, they were equipped like a stud! By the time he'd realised something was wrong, and Duke had some sort of unnatural influence over him, he'd long since stopped caring. That 'perfume' he was entranced by was really the canine's natural scent, weaponised as an aphrodisiac to make Avery even more submissive than he already was. It wasn't until he felt the wolf's hot seed pour into him that he realised they had a second ability, like a one-two punch in sexual corruption.

Avery's big, unknotted cock lurched as the first rope of cum hit his insides, causing an abundance of malicious chemicals to enter his body. The effects were instantaneous; a rush of pleasure coursed through Avery's body, forcing him to clench down on that thick knot and paint the wall white with his own load. This orgasm was mind-breaking, greater than anything he'd ever experienced before thanks to the drug-like reaction in his system, forcing him to crave their cock and cum more than anything else.

Strangely, that feeling didn't leave and the longing to do whatever he could for more of the wolf's cum persisted, even as his orgasm abated. It was in that moment that Avery realised their semen had addictive properties, and that Duke was his new Master. His personality remained, he was still the same bookish and clumsy dog he always was, he just had some foreign qualities forced on top of those. He'd do whatever his Master asked of him, starting with growing their harem.

“Master, thank you.."

“You're welcome, pup." He cooed with a malevolent grin. The small wolf gyrated his hips, making his new pet feel more of the dick that owned him as he growled, “Now tell me, do you live with anyone?"

“Yes!" Avery moaned.

“What's their name?"

“I-it's Martin."

“What are they like?"

“He's a wolf like you. Grey fur-“ A late spurt of seed interrupted his thoughts as another burst of pleasure flashed through him. It took a moment of squirming for him to continue, “Martin is bi, he usually doms. Never on the receiving end..."

“Good girl."

Avery shivered. He wasn't a girl, obviously, so why did it feel so good to hear that from his Master? He gasped as he felt them press closer, the wolf's muzzle in his ear as they whispered.

“I want you to do something for me~"

Avery arrived home with a giddy feeling, the kind one had when they had some exciting news to share. It wasn't quite that, in fact his intentions were quite evil if you asked anyone else. To him, though, he was sharing a gift with his roommate, Martin simply didn't know he wanted it yet.

Barely an hour later, he could still feel Duke's sticky deposit inside his tailhole as he unlocked the front door to his shared home and ventured inside. Behind him, like a shadow, his Master slipped in and slinked off to the hiding place he'd suggested. The wolf's influence wasn't foolproof, and with guarded individuals there was a chance they'd slip away before he could get his hooks into them, which was why some trickery was necessary. And it'd be a lot of fun, too. Avery looked forward to seeing Martin's face when he flipped from dominant to 'slave'.

While Duke disappeared around a corner, he continued on towards their bedroom and noticed a voice that wasn't his roommate's. A woman, probably one of the stud's one-night stands. Just as predicted, a scantily dressed vixen was sat beside the grey wolf, and their conversation ceased at his interruption. Her expression quickly turned to one of embarrassment, and she quickly gathered her things before quickly leaving. A quick sniff told the mutt all he needed to know: definitely Martin's recent conquest – and his last.

As he heard the front door close behind their visitor, he focused his attention on Martin; nude, albeit with a bedsheet covering his modesty. Confident as ever, they didn't spare his nakedness a thought as he greeted his roommate.

“Avery! Welcome home. You're a bit late aren't you?"

“Y-yeah, I was distracted." Not a lie, but he would have to think on his feet to get through the next part – he hadn't expected them to have a girl over, though he wasn't too surprised.

“By what?" Martin pressed.

“Uhm, horny thoughts…"

“Oh~?"

He did his best to look sultry and needy – not too hard considering he did want to get fucked by the wolf, just not this wolf. Of course, he'd do anything for his Master, and he'd be rewarded in kind. Avery adopted a seductive pose, standing at the end of the bed with his legs bent inward. This one usually worked, and a few minutes later he'd probably be bent over something.

“I need it." He breathed. Again, not a lie, as the best deceptions often hid a bit of truth in them. He walked over, unbuttoning his collar before sitting on the end of the bed. “Please, I want you to.."

The corner of the wolf's mouth tugged into a grin, and he knew they were hooked; it took real effort for the dog not to look too eager, though he did allow his tail to wag. Martin sat up and sighed, “I just gave that vixen my pups, but I suppose I got some left for you~"

In a dance they'd done before, Avery stripped down and presented himself on their bed, tail hiked high up and legs spread perfectly. He was conscious of the seed Duke left inside of him, necessary for his Master's influence to take hold, and prayed that the grey wolf couldn't see it leaking from his tailhole. The obedient pup shivered, knowing he was basically a container carrying their corruption, and his roommate would unknowingly taint himself.

The wolf grabbed Avery by the waist, far stronger and more masculine than his femboy Master. He grinded back against his roommate, not in eagerness to feel their cock inside him, but rather to fulfil his Master's orders, causing beads of pre to collect on his pierced cock and stain the bed even further. Despite having a dick almost as big as the one positioned at his soft ass, Avery was nothing more than a fucktoy for others, thus it was hardly ever used.

Martin lined himself up, delighted to find that his roommate's entrance was somewhat slick already. The horny wolf assumed they'd pre-lubed themselves or something, and thought nothing more of it. His large glans pressed into the mutt with ease, followed by an even larger shaft. His size was something to brag about, and he often left the boys and girls who entered his room sore for a few days, yet he had no idea his roommate had taken a bigger wolf cock not too long ago.

Concern flashed through Martin's mind when he felt a sticky wetness inside their tailhole, something that was there before their ass swallowed his cock. Did Avery get fucked by another guy before coming here? As he was about to voice a complaint, something unexpected occurred: pleasure – not just the feeling of a cute boy's ass squeezing his dick, but something else, something far better.

He gasped as the tainted ecstasy brought by Duke's semen travelled along his length and into his body, erasing whatever thought had currently been on his mind. There was suddenly no problem with getting sloppy seconds, because such a thing was a non-issue compared to how good it felt to slide in and out of the dog.

The addictive cum carried in Avery's body wasn't enough to corrupt Martin like it had done to him, at least not fully. It was just a taste, something to get the wolf hooked so that when his Master appeared they wouldn't be able to resist. He moaned and bounced his ass back, each thrust coating his roommate's dick with more of that tainted seed. He knew what it was doing, just as it had done to him, even though its effects would be lessened, and that felt even better than the pounding he'd always enjoyed.

His Master had given a brief explanation shortly after making him their pet; the chemical make-up of their cum was similar to the most addictive drugs, forcing the victim to experience untold pleasure and imprint on them. It synergised with Duke's scent too, meaning those subjected to his corruptive seed were helplessly submissive once they got a breath. Even being told this, Avery couldn't find any issue in being told they were basically a slave against their will. Why would he when it felt so good to submit to such a perfect femboy? Martin would understand soon, and then they'd be together. As pets.

The grey wolf snarled as he pounded away, even going so far as pulling the dog's hips back against his own, just to feel his shaft slide in faster. He wasn't sure why, given the haze clouding his thoughts, but he knew he needed to feel more. It was so strange, like being thirsty but not knowing what water was. Martin felt the pleasure building up inside, not unlike a climax, though that was building too.

His orgasm came and he howled, causing Avery to moan and cum all over the bed as they felt a fresh load of hot wolf cum join his Master's. Martin rode that high and held himself deep inside the dog, emptying his breeder balls in his subby roommate. Yet, something was missing. That tingling sensation he craved more than anything hadn't been satiated, and it left him wanting more. More what? The very last of his seed was being swallowed by their tailhole, he had no more to give.

First that smoking hot vixen, and then Avery; he wasn't sure he could go again so soon, which was why his lingering horniness was so confusing. He panted and slumped over the whimpering dog to enjoy their tightness a bit longer, slowly rocking his hips back and forth to get a hint of movement rubbing his sensitive length. The canine lacked a knot and thus was free to pull out at any time, yet he was quite sure he wanted to keep his dick in them for as long as possible. But why?

The answer came a moment later in the form of a small brown wolf, adorned with a fishnet top, a stripey green skirt, and thigh-highs to match. His appearance screamed 'femboy', and he was definitely male, considering the bulge his skirt completely failed to hide from Martin's view. He should have been shocked to see a stranger in his home unannounced, even more so that they'd caught him balls-deep in his roommate, yet he still couldn't bear the thought of pulling out.

“Who're you-?" he managed to say, stifling a moan as Avery squeezed him again.

“I'm Duke!" the smaller wolf replied as they climbed up onto the bed behind him, “But you can call me Master~"

“Fuck off" he wanted to say, but his jaw hung slack once he got a whiff of the femboy's perfume; it was indescribably good, and huffing the air made that strange pleasure rise again. He needed more of it, more of Duke. Martin felt himself throbbing again, eager for another round despite his empty balls. The cute little wolf was exactly the kind of boy he liked to pound into the mattress, so why did he feel so happy watching them lift the front of their skirt?

Duke raised the fabric with both paws, showing off an angry red canine shaft complete with a knot the size of a fist. His pet had done well warping the thoughts of their roommate, and deserved a reward later. For now, it was time to add to his harem. He knelt behind Martin and pressed his length between their cheeks, causing their tail to raise instantly. Duke grabbed two pawfuls of their ass and hotdogged them, making the stronger wolf feel every inch of his length.

“Are you a good boy?" he teased in a girly voice.

That snapped Martin back to his senses, somewhat. He wanted to growl and shove them away, he should have, and he could easily overpower such a slim canine. So why didn't he? He panted, struggling to find the words as more and more of that arousing scent slipped into his nose, muddying his thoughts with desires to submit. He was always on top. Even when he did submit, it was with someone riding his cock. The wolf's tailhole was untouched and he wanted to keep it that way. Right?

“No" he growled as a bit of defiance broke through. His mind did, at least, because Martin could feel himself rocking back against the wolf's bigger cock against his will.

“Mmm, only good boys get to feel my knot~"

Martin felt them lining themself up, getting ready to penetrate him. They didn't, and all he felt was their tapered head kiss his tailhole and rub a bit of pre around his tight ring.

His heart lurched as he bent over in pleasure, instinctively pushing his rear back against the femboy. It felt too good! Just that tiny bit of wetness smeared around his tailhole made his cock lurch back to full hardness and forced a small whimper out of the dominant wolf. He looked back to see Duke's smug grin, as if they knew they'd already won. Martin needed to get away. The femmy wolf was dangerous somehow, and the warning bells fought against an unnaturally formed lust. His body refused to move.

“Let him, Martin. It'll feel so good~" Avery moaned, still clenching around the his roommate's throbbing length.

The femboy stroked their cock a few times, causing it to jerk and spit a glob of sticky precum onto Martin's tailhole. As the chemicals soaked in he felt his free will being overwritten, corrupted by lewd thoughts that promised more, and he gasped out before he could stop himself, “I'm a good boy..!"

“That's right~"

Any regrets or anxieties that Martin held eroded away under the feeling of the femboy's big dick sinking into his tailhole. It would have been slow, painful progress if that tainted precum hadn't also been the perfect lube; as the over productive femboy squirted more of their tainted fluids, it numbed the pain and heightened the pleasure of the thick shaft entering his ass. He could quickly tell that Duke was bigger than he was, which only made it more shocking how easily he took it.

Duke took it slow, easing his length one inch at a time into Martin's virginal tailhole – he wasn't a cruel Master. Already, he could tell his mere precum was irreversibly corrupting the bigger wolf's mind, converting them into something more suitable for his purposes. The leftover seed inside Avery had done a wonderful job making them vulnerable, and now it was time for them to be tainted from the source. Duke's skirt folded in on itself as his hips met grey fur, and the only thing left outside was his knot – that would come later.

Martin could not prevent himself from clenching hard around the fem-wolf's dick in an uncontrollable desire to feel all of Duke, even their knot. There was no reason, at least not one that he could fathom, for the unrivalled pleasure it brought him. It was better than fucking the tightest bitch, or cumming after hours of edging. It seemed silly that'd he'd gone this long without taking it up the ass, and it felt wrong.

There was something in the back of his mind, clawing desperately to reach his thoughts as it drowned under the pleasure of each thrust into his tailhole. He was so close to clinging onto his identity! But just as his thoughts were on the verge of coming together, that perfect cock rammed back into him and scrambled it all. He could feel their slimy fluids leaking into him, doing something unspeakable and at the same time wonderful.

As much as Avery was enjoying Martin's stiff rod, he pulled off of them and stood on the bed, bracing his paws against the ceiling. As a reward for bringing his Master a new pet, he'd been given permission to fuck his roommate's mouth. It happened once before, when they were both drunk and feeling experimental; the night Martin sucked his dick was cemented in his mind, just as this night would be. He grabbed the moaning wolf by one fuzzy ear then pulled them into his crotch, turning their muzzle into a cock-rest.

Martin had never been so confused and aroused in his life. He'd always been the top, always! But now even Avery, the subbiest of dog boys, had their shaft leaning on his face. He wasn't into that. Wasn't. Now, he had a bewildering desire to taste it. The wolf cock constantly resizing his insides made it hard to think of a reason not to, so he did. One, long lick across the underside of his roommate's shaft, ending with the cum-coated piercing.

Unbeknownst to even Avery, his own body chemistry had been corrupted too, designed to spread his Master's influence even further; the dog's semen production had been altered, causing him to produce the same chemicals as Duke. Nowhere near as potent, of course, but enough to cause Martin's pupils to dilate, his breathing to go heavy, then lap at his shaft like a lollipop.

If anyone looked into his bedroom now, they'd see him getting spitroasted between two canines: a big-dicked dog at his front and an even bigger-dicked femboy at his back. Martin would have had a serious problem with this a few minutes ago, but now? Now there was very little of that Martin left, and all that remained was a slutty wolf, desperate to be cream-filled like a twinkie.

He moaned around Avery's shaft, bobbing his head and cleaning the tip whenever anything gathered around that piercing. With his legs spread wide and his tail high, Martin slammed his ass back against his Master- no, where did that thought come from? Another sharp thrust shattered his mind once more leaving it broken and even harder to piece together than before. He was losing, even though he felt like he was winning, and the game was nearly at its end.

Duke was pounding hard now, confident that he'd hollowed out the virgin's tailhole enough to cram his knot in there – the wolf could have cum ages ago, thanks to their tightness, but it always felt better to knot a new convert. His heavy thrusts were matched by the larger wolf ramming his ass back, equally eager to feel his knot inside them. He was sure they'd be begging for it, and maybe they were, considering how needy the moans around Avery's cock sounded.

His hips were a blur, outputting more speed and strength than either of them had expected – everyone always underestimates the girly wolf in a cute skirt, after all. Duke's knot was a battering ram, bludgeoning his new pet's ring wider than it had ever been before. What should have been a painful, ego-shattering experience for the formerly dominant wolf was instead the birth of a new slave, eager to join their Master's harem and grow it just as their roommate had.

Martin felt the knot slip in and thought 'finally', as the last of his former self fought one last time, trying to will him into shoving them off, running away, anything but kneeling between them and moaning like a bitch. He felt the cock deep in his tailhole lurch, and knew it was over. At least, his old life would be over. Throb, throb, throb, and then a tidal wave of femboy seed surge into his body, quickly filling him with their tainted essence. Instantly, a climax more powerful than any other crashed through, causing his body to shake and his own dick to twitch, releasing cum he didn't have.

There it was, the moment Martin flipped. Avery watched the free will drain from his roommate's eyes as they swallowed his own load. There was a flicker of sentience in those pupils that snuffed out, replaced by a subservient glazed expression. He supposed something similar happened to him in the alleyway an hour ago, and filled with pride that he was able to bring such a wonderful feeling to the wolf. Martin swallowed everything obediently, like a good boy, and when he pulled away his fellow pet licked him clean in whimpering submission.

Not to him, of course, to Duke. Their Master. The femboy wagged his tail and pet the taller wolf between the ears, clearly pleased with both their performances.

“Doesn't that feel better, being my pets~?" he cooed in a voice that sounded condescending, though was anything but.

“Yes Master!"

“Yes Master!"

They barked in unison, reduced to a shadow of their former selves. Neither had the ability to comprehend what they had lost, only what they gained, just as Duke intended. It wasn't truly enslaving them, or turning them into mindless dogs. Avery and Martin would experience pleasure others could only dream of, and they had the free will to eagerly do whatever their Master commanded.

They liked it better this way.

“Good girls~" he said, petting them both now.

They were boys, but hearing it from Duke was different – instead of feeling wrong, it felt comfortable. The pets knelt facing each other, encouraged by their Master's paws, and then he slapped his cum-coated cock over their muzzles, rapidly frying their brains with raw, potent musk. Their lips parted and their tongues lathered his shaft, continuing to make out with the perfect breeding tool long after it was cleaned.

Their minds broke on the first day, made subservient to the femboy with a big wolf cock. They fucked and sucked and rutted and took Duke's cum over and over, surpassing the point of no return. Avery and Martin would belong to him for the rest of their lives, supported by others who already had their wills bent out of shape. A steady stream of income and offerings, in exchange for an hour or two with the brown wolf, ensured they never had to work again, or do anything in fact. Their lives revolved around how often they could take Duke's cock and feel his addictive cum sloshing around in their bodies.

A few weeks later, Avery began to notice differences in himself and his roommate; changes to their bodies that he dismissed as being impossible, yet every day the canines became slimmer, their masculine features imperceptibly melting away. They were becoming feminine, slutty, like their femboy Master. Hard muscles and strong bones wasted away into soft curves and smaller stature, until Martin became near identical to Duke, but grey.

That's when he realised the last thing their Master could do; corrupt their forms to his liking. By the end of the month, his roommate was unrecognisable, every bit a femboy as the one who'd made them that way. Just like their Master, they were taught to wear stripey pink thigh highs and cutesy skirts that did nothing to hide their constantly erect cocks, which they gladly wore. It was especially jarring to see Martin, the confident and muscular top, reduced to the body of a trap with submissiveness that rivalled his own. Duke had stopped referring to them as 'boys' any longer, and only praised them with “good girl", which felt more accurate anyway. They were happy to be Master's girls and dress like the cute femboys they were, and had always meant to be.

It didn't stop there, however. Avery shifted first, since she was nowhere near as manly as Martin had been, in a process that didn't feel good nor bad, just weird. Like stomach cramps mixed with flexing muscles. It was undoubtedly another effect of Duke's corruption, so the dog welcomed it without hesitation. By the time Martin began to go through the same process, hers was finished and Duke wasted no time putting her body to use.

A slit, one found between every female's legs, opened up behind Avery's balls. Those remained as big as ever, same as her cock, and while her pecs expanded slightly, they were by no means breasts. Just a vagina, immediately wet and eager for her Master's thick length. Duke wasted no time bending his transformed pet over and stuffing her new hole full of knotty cock and virile cum. The over productive wolf spent entire days filling her womb and covering every piece of furniture in their sticky fluids – the energetic femboy kept pounding even while she slept through exhaustion.

Her roommate was there the whole time, nuzzling their Master's fat nuts and whining in need, since they got basically no attention afterwards. That's why when Duke's corrupting seed finally sprouted a fertile pussy on them, the wolf presented herself like a needy bitch in heat. Master, kind and fair as always, spent the next week exclusively breeding them and making Avery the needy ballrest. After that, they went back to taking turns, and rarely did they ever take it up the tailhole again when all Duke wanted to do was put his pups in them.

That's why he'd changed them, after all. Months ago, Avery and Martin lived such normal, complicated and boring lives. They couldn't imagine going back to such a dreary existence with their Master's seed growing inside them, now with its original purpose.

They were pregnant, of course. The virile femboy had undoubtedly inseminated them on the first attempt, but that didn't stop him from breeding them as much as he pleased. The feminised boys had no complaints, and they never would.

Duke lay in the middle of Martin's bed, the beginning of the end, and touched the baby bump forming on his identical grey twin. His paw rubbed over soft fur matted with cum as she bounced in his lap, riding the brown wolf's cock just as eagerly as every other time. She gasped then moaned as she took her Master's knot, then came with both her sexes; pussy clenching and juicing all over his length, and her unknotted cock shooting tainted ropes over Duke's chest.

“Good girl, take it all~" he purred, rubbing the other wolf's thighs.

“What about me, Master?" Avery said as she got up from between their legs, snout coated in musk from nuzzling his balls the whole time.

His grin was smug and cheeky, but warm at the same time. He reached out to pull the mutt closer and nodded, “Of course, Avery. Come here~"

She crawled past her roommate, proud of the fact that her own belly was slightly larger than theirs, and knelt next to their Master. The original femboy brought her face to his own and they kissed. Avery tilted his head to the left and opened wide, just as she'd been trained, allowing the wolf's tongue to invade her muzzle. He owned that, just as he owned every other part of her body.

Though the bedroom was in the worst state, the rest of their home was covered in the brown wolf's cum, making the entire place a kind of trap for those unaware. Once, a door-to-door salesman took a step inside and instantly became enthralled by the intense scent permeating the place. He left with a belly full of cum, and sometime in the future he'd have a pussy just like all Duke's pets. Another time that vixen returned, looking for another one-night stand, which she got of course. With wobbly legs and orders from her new Master, she went in search of a nightclub to fuck as many people as possible – with tainted cum in all her holes.

Duke wondered if anything became of them, or if they primed others for him to corrupt. He was satisfied by his two new femboys, but… Maybe he did want more. He thought more on his completely obedient pets, willing to follow any command, and wondered how effectively he could take over a city. It'd have to be subtle, lest they attract unwanted attention. And then, he'd have thousands- tens of thousands fucking in the streets and bearing his pups.

Martin moaned again as Duke shot a late burst of cum deep inside them, unexpectedly aroused by his new plan. He gently leaned Avery back, finally allowing them to gasp for air, then regarded his two favourite toys.

“Girls, I want you to do something for me~"