Revenge as a Bitch
A note from Kitsukami:
Sorry to the people that read the angry note earlier today. This story makes a sudden change in the use of pronouns, so just bear with it because I couldn't think of a fluid way to do it. :D Anyway, for those that were concerned, I'm feeling much better. :3
"Damnit, another one?" the kennel worker, Sarah, complained as she tried her best to pull an unconscious canine out of a mess of thick fluid that pooled up beneath her. Another case of some unexplainable rough mating session. Lately this had become an event that occurred at random times during the week. So far, no one or nothing was to blame. It seemed as though an animal would simply escape, mate, then lock themselves back up, since it was always the corresponding species of that which was found the next day. "Go ahead and put her in a bigger cage... If she's anything like the others, she's certainly pregnant, and she's gonna need the room." said Stan, the other kennel worker, seeming just as annoyed, since a pregnant animal was never a good thing in a shelter. It just meant more work, less room, and a possibility of having to euthanize one or more animals just to accomodate the newborns. "Damn this place, I swear this stress is going to be the end of me." he scoffed, grabbing his coat and everything to get ready to leave. "What about the new girl?" Sarah asked, looking to the new canine they'd recieved earlier that day. The breed seemed quite weird, as neither of them had ever heard of a dog with navy blue fur. She was a sleek-bodied canine that seemed to resemble a greyhound if they had longer fur. Neither of them had ever seen that breed before, but they knew it was most definitely a dog... hopefully cats in the city didn't get that large. Neither Stan or Sarah knew that the source of this recurring problem could be easily found without ever leaving the shelter. Rikki had often loathed where his life was headed, if it was indeed headed anywhere at this point. He had no one to call his own, a lowly apartment that was in a horrible part of town, and a number of debts that seemed to grow larger as he tried his best to pay them off. To top it all off, the only means of income he had was his current dead-end occupation as a janitor for the Stark Animal Shelter. However, despite his humble position, it was not where he originally wanted to lead his life. Rikki had always been fascinated by the genetics associated with recessive and dominant traits that were considered when mix-breeding. He'd always wanted to be a breeder, and be given a chance to make a living doing what he loved. However, with the coming of night and the last hour of the shelter being open, two things were to happen: cleaning, then experiments. After all, the animals that occupied the facility were rejects, outcasts, strays. Without him, they would serve no purpose, only waiting for their time to be killed without meaning. He gave them purpose, reason. He alone allowed them to create the next generation, and in that he was almost playing God. "Hey there, Rikki." Stan said as he followed Sarah out the door, "Can you make sure that the animals stay in their cages tonight? I'm certain you've heard of the... um... well, odd happenings lately. I don't think we can handle too many more offspring in this place, so just make sure all of the cages are locked before you head out." Rikki nodded, winking to him. "Nah, don't worry about it. I'll get it done, you have a good night." he said happily, waving to him through the door before he locked it and went about his business. His work went quickly, and there wasn't much mess to clean up save for the one he made himself the night before with his latest experiment. She was such a beautiful canine, an australian shepherd with a very nice physique. Rare for her species was that she had a tail, and he wanted to see how that would be affected if she was impregnated by a nice large doberman, his favorite breed of canine. However, tonight his interest was piqued as he saw a beauty that he'd never had the pleasure of viewing before. With dark blue fur, the female's body was thin and curved - the very definition of feminism in her species. He'd never seen the breed before, and as he looked into her eyes, it was as if they were human. There was a gentle glow about them, which made him only that much more eager to try her out. Rikki opened the cage and held the female by the collar, but she struggled quite a bit... as if she could immediately sense his intentions. He looked down to her and smiled, stroking her cheek as he spoke. "Don't worry sweetheart, I won't harm you. I think you'll quite enjoy yourself tonight, since I've chosen a nice big male that would love your company." However, as Rikki spoke, the gentle feeling that radiated from her seemed to turn dark and hostile. Her eyes seemed to shine with a purple aura, and she quickly bit him. Before the man had time to protest, his vision began to darken, and everything faded to black. The first thing Rikki saw startled him, and at first he thought it was a dream. He saw himself! Standing above him and looking down with a quite angry frown. Where am I? He thought, though for some reason he couldn't speak. As he looked around, he found that he'd grown quite short. It was difficult to keep balance, even though he was on all fours, but as he soon found out, that was the only way he could stand. He let out a whimpering sound, his mind racing as he examined every inch of himself, realizing that he'd somehow been transformed into the dog he'd just been speaking with. "Confused? I don't think it's that hard to explain... we've switched bodies." Said a voice that seemed feminine and gentle, but in a somewhat angry tone. "My name is Stella. I know what you've been doing here, and you're finally going to pay for it. You say I was going to enjoy tonight, but all you've done is brought pain and suffering to these poor creatures. You will feel their pain." Rikki felt his body tremble, though he soon grew used to the idea. He'd always heard about the pleasure females felt during sex, and he figured since he was now in a female's body he was in for quite the treat. With this thought in mind, he could feel a tingling in his belly, his body now trembling not with fear, but excitement. Oh, don't make me wait longer...! He thought to himself, still not sure how he was to communicate. Stella walked over to a nearby cage and kneeled down, seeming to speak with the canine that inhabited it. He smiled, then released the lock to let the canine out. A large male that seemed to be a rottweiler stepped out, his eyes locked on Rikki, who was taken aback by the flurry of scents and senses that were foreign to him. His male musk filled the room, making Rikki weak, forcing her to submit. "This is Rahl. He will be one of your many mates tonight. I'm almost certain that you were planning this one to mate tonight anyway, so please enjoy your choice." Stella said in a soft, mocking tone. Rahl padded confidently to the back of Rikki, his nose pressing firmly under her tail as he licked the heated cunt beneath. She shuddered pleasure shooting through her body as the flat tongue took its time grazing against her modesty, but the canine didn't seem to be into foreplay. Almost immediately, he mounted Rikki and began thrusting his hips roughly against her. She panted, feeling his thickened sheath collide with her, though there was no penetration right away. The simple feeling of being dominated by such a strong male gave him a jolt of lust... She wanted him badly. Rahl could feel his shaft throbbing within the sheath, a reddened tip peaking out of its fleshy pouch as it searched for the entrance. However, the rottweiler had mated often before being taken in by the shelter, and his experience made quick work of this part of the mating process. As he felt the warmth against his tip, Rahl gave a quick jab with his hips to ensure a deep penetration. Rikki gasped, feeling a huge surge of pain fire through her hips as the large male penetrated her. Without much time to catch her breath, she felt the canine begin to buck his hips even faster, his shaft growing thicker with every thrust, sending waves of both pain and pleasure into the bitch. F-fuck! It's... s-so... big! She thought, whimpering as she felt the shaft drilling deep into her. Pre leaked from the canine's thick cock, pooling up and smearing along her inner walls. Rikki knew she wouldn't be able to take much more punishment to her body... it wasn't as pleasurable as she thought it would be. Rahl panted heavily, thick globs of lustful drool leaking from his jowls as he continued to fuck the bitch silly. He could feel his own body tingling, and his shaft was awash in pleasure as it surged through him. It wouldn't be long, and he could feel his knot begin to swell at the base of his shaft as his climax grew closer with every feral thrust he made. Stella had told him not to hold back at all, not that he had any intention to in the first place. As his knot forced its way in and out of Rikki's tight body without the slightest sign of modesty, she could feel her body grow hot, tingly, pleasure flowing through her like nothing she'd ever felt. However, the pleasure was quickly replaced by a sharp pain, as the knot that had been pumping her finally grew too large to leave again. Rahl bucked into her a while longer, as if to make sure that swollen base of his was secure. He panted heavily, his thrusts growing slow and powerful as the shaft inside of Rikki began to throb. Each pulse sent a hot stream of thin fluid shooting from the tip, and it was only a matter of time before the male lifted his leg and turned tail. Rikki was all too familliar with the ritual, but only now had he experienced it first hand... er... paw. The shaft continued to release a weak spurt of cum every now and again, but in a few minutes time, the canine gave a hard jerk with his hips to bask in the warmth of his new mate's tight inner sleeve as it dripped with lust. Rikki knew what was in store, but couldn't prepare herself for such a volumous release. She could feel the shaft begin pulsing again, though this time Rahl's knot seemed to throb with life, a thick torrent of cum pouring into her. The stream of nectar seemed to be never ending, and she could tell it was pouring directly into her womb... this canine was well experienced, and it seemed he wasn't about to let his virility go to waste. Ounce after ounce filled Rikki, and she began to pant and whimper as the sheer quantity of the liquid inside of her made her knees weak and her body tremble. It seemed like hours, but after a couple of minutes, the rottweiler had finished his business there. With a few more forceful tugs, the canine was free, and seemed contented to lick clean whatever delicious remnants of his copulation still lingered about his red, throbbing shaft.
Rikki panted in a whimpering tone, her body aching and her cunt gaping still as the Rotty's thick cum leaked out of her. The pleasure had subsided long ago, and the canine was in utter pain from the ordeal, though she was quite glad it was over. Once she returned to her regular body, she would quit and certainly never be so cruel to another animal again.
"Oh, what's wrong, puppy? You think you're done?" Stella asked, grinning as she pulled Rikki up by the collar. "As if one fuck would be enough to account for all of the suffering that you've put these poor animals through? Don't be so stupid. You're not going back to your original body... I think I'll keep it for a while. After all, better to be a man struggling to get by than a stray bitch surrounded by horny mutts, eh?" And with that, Stella snapped his fingers, fading away Rikki's vision once more. When everything had began to focus in from being fuzzy, she found that she was in a nearby park. Regardless of the fact that she was still in the body of a dog, Stella had shown her mercy and set her free! At least, that's what she wanted to believe. But a chorus of low growling that seemed to be coming from behind her quickly dissolved the thought. It was just as Stella had told her... better to be a man struggling to get by than a stray bitch... in a park full of horny mutts.