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In case of fire,

By NoWay

James hurried down the dusty roads on his Bmx bike, dust and dirt flying up as he crossed across them with lots of energy. Today was a nice day to go out exploring, the sun was shining and James had found out about a abandoned town that was about 2 hours biking away from the city he lived.

Since it was nice weather he only wore a pair of biking shorts and a shirt, a backpack on his back held his jacket, food, water, photo-camera and most importantly his mp3 player that supplied him with some good beats to bike to.

James hummed along to the music as he biked, he was in good health and biking to music always helped him unwind from the worries of dally life. In the distance he could see the edge of a village so he put a little more energy in his biking.

After a few more minutes of biking James ended up on the main road of the village, a sign welcomed him to "Manifald Tat Village". It stated that the village housed over 300 families but James knew that was way out of date, as he biked past the first residential houses he could see the proof of that fact as everything had fallen into decay.

The town used to be brewing with life but when the market crashed 3 years ago the work in the village had died out and people moved away. James didn't mind however, he loved exploring and a ghost towns like this where a gold mine for weird stuff to collect and a good spot to take nice photographs.

James stopped and stepped off to look around, he dug up his water bottle from his backpack and took a few sips, there where a few interesting looking buildings around but non of them seemed to be more interesting then the other, after he had recovered a bit and felt re-hydrated he switched his water bottle for his camera and slung his backpack back over his shoulder.

The first building he entered used to be a house for a small family, a few of the windows where broken and animals and nature already where taking their toll on the place. James made a few nice pictures of cool plants that where growing trough the floorboards and some mice that had made a telephone their home, "Kurst is going regret not coming with me when he sees these nice pictures" James said to himself with a smirk.

He explored some more inside the house but didn't find any cool things to collect so quickly moved along, he was looking out of the attic window for his next destination when his eye fell on a large building, a firestation! James was excited. hopefully there was still some cool stuff laying around there he thought while he hurried down the stairs. He hopped on his bike and biked to the fire-station.

The distance was large between blocks so it took James a few minutes to really find the fire-station but after a while he found it, it was a big building, 2 stories high and very simple construction, it also had 4 large garage doors and a normal front door.

James smiles and tossed his bike to the ground to hurry inside, he was a bit disappointed when he ran in and didn't see any old trucks standing around but he quickly cheered up as he found a old fire helmet laying on the floor.

"Awesome" James said to nobody out loud as he examined the found treasure and took a few pictures of it before putting it on. it was a bit to big for him but it was manageable, he quickly looked around for more cool stuff, taking a few pictures as well. he found a firesuit that seemed to be okay to put on, except for a old mouse-nest he found in one of the pockets.

James put on the yellow fire-suit, it didn't smell too bad and while still big he did fit into it without swimming. he looked at his reflection in a pool of water on the floor. Admiring how awesome he looked, he frowned when his eyes looked at his sneakers sticking out from under the gear, "hmm.. got to find some boots to finish the outfit.." he said to himself and started looking around.

The Fire station was quite a mess and finding more was quite a challenge but after a while James found a pair of firefighter boots, he made sure they where empty on the inside before he slid them on. James chuckled. Feeling all big he decided to stomp a bit in the boots but he quickly stopped and froze in place, hearing cracking under him.

"Fuck.." he cursed under his breath as he noticed the wooden floor panels under him had started to bend, he wanted to step off but just as he lifted one of his feet the floorboard gave way and took several other ones with it. James screamed as he suddenly fell 8 feet down into the fire-stations basement.

James woke up several hours later to the sight of a big hole in the ceiling right above him, he slowly got up, groaning a bit at the pain he felt. He looked down, luckily he had landed on a old dog pillow so most of his fall was absorbed.

He took a quick look around the room he was in and it appeared he had landed into a fenced in area filled with dog related stuff. Probably some kind of kennel area for the fire-station mascots he concluded. he got up and tried to get out but learned quickly that the fence door of the kennel area where locked.

"Damnit!" James cursed after he had determined there was no way out unless he could fly. Sitting down on the floor he grabs for his cellphone and flips it open.. the display turns on but shows a battery sign just before it goes back to black, "FUCK!" James couldn't belief this: first he falls into a moldy dog kennel and then his phone battery dies.

He took few moments to calm himself and made a plan, first off he would try and call for help in the hopes that maybe somebody would hear him and if that didn't work he would try his phone again in the morning, he managed before to make a quick text message and send it with a near dead battery after a long pause.

He looked around and found a old chewed up traffic cone laying in a corner, using it as a megaphone he aimed it at the hole in the ceiling and started his shouting, "HELP! Somebody!? I'm Trapped in the fire-station!" he kept repeating it for a hour, knowing the chance someone would be in hearing range was slim to none.

James sighed as he could see it was getting dark and still didn't hear any sign of help, he tossed the chewed up traffic cone to the side and sat down on the old dog pillow, "It will be okay, tomorrow ill send a text to someone.. and ill be out of here" the dialog with himself came to a halt as something else spoke, a grumble sound coming from James his stomach. He reached for his backpack but then realizes he had taken it off when he dressed up in the fire-suit.

"Great, now what am i going to eat.. all my sandwiches are in my backpack" he kept talking to himself because it calmed his nerves a bit, the fire-station was starting to get a bit more creepy as it was getting darker outside. He got up and looked around, finding piles and piles of chewed up dog toys and alike.

He spotted a cabinet in the corner of the fenced in area that seemed to be a good spot for some food, he opened the cabinet quickly, hoping for a candy bar or some other office snack but sighed as he found a big bag of dried dog food and stack of wet dog food cans.

James sighed as he looked at the food and shook his head.. "well... if I'm about to starve i have at least that." he walked away and returned to the dog pillow to sit and waste some more time, his empty stomach had been complaining for a hour before James finally gave in and decided to try some of the food, then maybe he could sleep instead of think about food.

He took a dogbowl that looked clean enough to eat from of the floor and walked up to the cabinet, scooping a scoop of those dry, disgusting-smelling bits into the bowl.

"Okay.. just imagine its cereal... without milk..." he said to himself as he was walking back to the dogbed to try and convince himself he should just eat this.

After he sat down and stared at the unappetising looking food he finally got the courage together to take a piece and put it into his mouth.

The taste was horrible, it tasted like a very dry cookie that had been dipped in crease with a mild leathery taste to it. he spat it out and threw the bowl with a light toss away from him.

"ugh.. bleh... oh dear lord, why on earth would a dog even eat that." he said out loud to himself and sat there for a short while but then gave a mild grin looking at the bowl, "hmm this stuff kind of grows on you.." he said to himself as he was licking along his teeth for the aftertaste as he was starting to enjoy it.

He quickly got back to the bowl and popped in another chunk, realizing how good it was now. it didn't take long before James was leaning into the bowl, chewing like a dog trough the pieces as he started to enjoy it more and more, he didn't know dog food could taste so nice. not realizing his teeth and tongue where very slowly changing a tiny bit, becoming a bit sharper and longer.

After he had licked his bowl clean he yawned, a full tummy was all he needed to get sleepy, there was not much here could do anyway so he lay down on the dog pillow and smiled at himself while not noticing the minor changes to his teeth or tongue as he squirmed a bit to find a comfy angle and fell into a deep sleep.

James started dreaming as he lay on the dog pillow, kicking a bit in the air like a dog would do, it was a very odd dream: he dreamed that he was at the fire station while it was still in use and was chewing on a tennis-ball.

For some reason that seemed perfectly normal to him in the dream and it did not bother him one bit. Laying there in the kennel and playing, a fireman visited even and gave him a nice petting and belly rubs, calling him a good boy.

I might have been a odd thing to dream but for James it was one of the most restful dreams he had in a long time, enjoying every moment of it as he played and got rewarded and praised for it all.

A life time of dog events happened in that dream while he was resting there: from vet visits to days at the park, even some more adult related things between both fellows dogs and some of the firemen.

James woke the next morning when some light came trough the hole in the ceiling and hit his face, He opened a single eye slowly before the other one joined in, for a moment he had forgotten where he was but then it all came back to him.

Judging by the level of sunlight coming in already close to the afternoon but James took his time getting out of bed, he felt strangely good and very relaxed. yawning wide and scritching himself a bit.

James hadn't noticed his nails had become a lot thicker and darker during the night, they where starting to ever so lightly curl into itself, on their way to form into round claws instead of the flat human toenails.

James grunted and finally got himself to leave the comfort of the dog-pillow to grab his phone."Here goes nothing" he said to himself as he turned it on and waited for it to boot, seeing the empty battery symbol appear in the right top corner as he started typing quickly, "Okay, contacts.. Kurst, Message... "Manifald Tat... stuck.. help.." he said out-loud as he quickly went trough the menus and typed. "Send!".

James stared with hope at the screen 'sending...' it read. For a small second it read "Message send" but then the phone turned off. James sighed in relief.. knowing Kurst would come and find him.

With the most important issue out of the way James focused on the second one, Breakfast!, his stomach rumbled as he walked over to the cabinet and got out more dry dog food, this time he took a big portion as he really had a craving for it.

He sat back down on the pillow and started eating, the kibble bits broke a lot easier today because of his better canine teeth but James did not notice yet he had those and just enjoyed the meaty taste of the kibble.

His ears twitched as he heard a car in the distance but the sound faded again before it got close, James his ears where a lot more hanging then yesterday and where sprouting a thin layer of black fur but again James hadn't noticed any of it yet

In fact there where a lot more small changes that had happened since he got stuck in here but he hadn't caught onto them yet. Besides his teeth, ears, fingernails and tongue there where more small changes: The bottoms of his feet for example had been slowly swelling and turning darker shaping into paw pads, his nose had been slowly turning dark and wet over the last few hours and a small bulge was growing above his butt and pressing a bit against the fireman outfit.

James sighed, he was sick of sitting there and waiting, if Kurst hadn't charged his phone or something like that it could be a while before he would get the text message. He looked around, the locked room seemed to really just be for the fire-station mascots. with a silly grin he picked up a random chew-toy that was laying around.

"Squeak!" James eyes locked onto the toy. he wasn't sure what had gotten in to him but suddenly he madly started squeaking the toy in his hands, paw pads where slowly forming on the inside of his hands as he squeaked the toy.

The chewed up dog toy soon found itself back in use as James had lost control for the moment and pounced the toy to the dusty floor, chewing and licking at it madly, filling the air with loud squeaks and the sound of panting.

James spend at least a hour enjoying himself without a care in the world, the bulge on the back of his pants had been growing the entire time: a springy dog tail covered in short black and white fur was happily wagging as the now short muzzle of James crushed down into the rubber toys.

As his new muzzle pushes a little bit further and started to get to a more canine length James paused, staring cross-eyed at the dark and wet thing in front of him. He dropped the dogtoy he had been playing with from his mouth and gasped. slowly and scared he reached up his hands to touch his nose but as they came into view he spotted the pawpads and longer darker toenails that looked more like dog-nails by now. "AAH! what the hell is going on!?" he shouted outloud.

He started looking over the rest of his body, noticing his limbs where all little shorter and felt stiff, like muscles and bones where altering their setup. the firemen outfit he had put on was getting bigger around him and getting bit itchy as James his body hair was growing thicker, white and black fur starting to spread everywhere.

He didn't know what the do, in desperation he tried cutting of circulation to one of his legs but the fur just spread on and soon James was all fuzzy, he felt his ears and realizes they where big floppy dog ears by now.

Giving himself a quick look over he realizes he was looking a lot like a Dalmatian dog, making the connection to the fire-station, it was this place! this place was somehow making him into a dog!.he gasped and quickly undid the fireman pants, finding a odd sight between his legs as he pulled his underwear down.

A strange looking dick was sitting where his once human one was, It looked very strange the skin over it had grown thick and had attached itself to his lower belly.. A fur coat covered the new skin and it seemed to be a lot looser then his old skin. carefully he felt over himself, shivering as he tugged the skin down.Staring with big eyes at his erect red rocket, It was totally different shape then his old cock, and the red flesh was very sensitive it seemed.

"What the..." he grunted to himself as he couldn't help but touch more. feeling his now heavier fuzzy balls. seeing the alien dick pulse. "Ugh, no.. i got to fight this..its not right" he said out loud to himself but it wouldn't help, as his new rough dark paw-pads rubbed over those furry balls and sensitive shaft James brain filled with lust. Whimpering a bit at the intense pleasure, urges took over as he bend himself down, his growing muzzle and changing bone structure was helping him along as he found himself able to reach his pulsing member. For a small moment there was doubt and James paused but the scent in his wet nose kicked him back to work as that sandpaper tongue of his darted out and started washing over his dripping canine member. James lost himself in the moment and it didn't take long before his new knot inflated resulting in cumming a heavy load down his muzzle.

James reclaimed himself and gave a nervous whimper, realizing what he just did and seeing his changed body. he was nearly a full dog now it seemed. Suddenly his ear twitches as he picked up a familiar sounding car in the distance, It must be his friend Kurst, if he can just hold on for a little while longer it will be okay, Kurst will know what to do! Or at least that what James tells himself to try and keep hope.

Once the car seemed to come closer and stop he tried to call out "Kuuu awooooo st" he paused and grunted realizing his vocal chords where starting to succumb to the changes. He had to keep trying, repeating his cry for Kurst several more times but by the time Kurst came within hearing distance he just heard a dog barking and growling.

Kurst stood at James his bike outside the fire station when he picked up on the whining and growling, for a small moment he thought he heard someone call out his name but it was probably just his mind playing tricks on him. "Well found his bike... he cant be far away" he said out-loud and then started walking into the firestation "James?! James?! buddy?!" he shouted around hoping to hear a response from his good friend.

James new tail was wagging hard hearing Kurst coming closer, "yes here Kurst... almost!" he says out loud but all that comes out are barks. Still having hope that his friend will recognize him somehow even if he was finishing up as a nice strong feral dalmatian by now and get him help.

Kurst looked down the hole in the floor and spotted the dog, "Hmm not James but where did you came from doggy?" he said as he leaned over smiling as he saw the dog was very excited to see him, jumping up and down and that tail is going a mile a minute.

A loud crack filled the air and Kurst came falling down as a few floorboards had given way. James jumped out of the way as Kurst came down screaming. luckily he landed into the old dog bed but he was still knocked out for a while.

James curiously sniffed at his good friend as he lay there, he was amazed at how much he learned by just sniffing around about his friend with his more powerful nose. urges gave in and after he had sniffed enough he started lapping over Kurst's face, trying to get him to wake

(what a nice doggy, have you seen my friend?)

Kurst awoke after a few minutes to a eager licking dalmatian dog in his face. He jumped up and backed away first but then remembered what had happened. he reached down to pet the dog. "Hey there buddy, you where just trying to wake up me up huh?. you seen another person around here?"

James barked in reply but Kurst didn't seem to understand it as he just petted and smiled. those pettings did feel good tough, very relaxing. He sniffed a bit more at his friend, sticking his wet nose in Kurst his crotch without really thinking twice about and taking a deep smell. learning a lot about his friend.

Kurst in the meanwhile was looking around and came to the same conclusion James did when he fell in here. "no exit " James however had a new problem to face as the scent of his friend was starting to drive him nuts, he felt worked up, horny, instincts and urges kicked in as he needed to mate.

His red rocket slid from his sheath as he tried to push Kurst over who by now was aware of the situation, "wow easy there boy.. what has come into you all of a sudden?" he spotted the dripping rod and gulped.

The Dalmatian was strong and needy, it took a while but after some thorn clothing and nipping bites James finally had Kurst where his urges wanted him to be. with his butt in the air and no place to run.

Kurst`s mind was racing over the current situation, it had all happened so fast, 'he had to fight this dog and get away before it decided to mount' he thought to himself but then those thoughts where interrupted as James his tongue started lapping at that exposed hole. sending a massive wave of pleasure trough Kurst.

James was running on auto-pilot, somewhere deep down under all those urges there was a little voice telling him this was wrong and that he shouldn't do this to his friend but it felt so right, he had to do this, he had to mate.

Kurst shivered and groaned, digging his fingers into the soft material of the dogpillow he had been forced on in the struggle as that tongue lapped over his hole feeling it probe in a little bit more every few licks, he couldn't pull himself away.

As James tongue was licking changes where starting to show, clearly whatever had been changing James was more effective this way as Kurst's hole was starting to change, a stump of a tail starting to form above it as a white fur coat with black spots was growing outwards from the licked spot.

Kurst didn't notice as he was to busy worrying about what the dog was going to do when he was done licking, The changes rapidly moving over Kurst his backside leaving it full feral in minutes and perfect for James who gave into some more urges and wrapped his frontlegs around his friend. stabbing his wet dick at the hole as he was trying to mount him.

Kurst acked as felt the front-legs pull him closer. that wet shaft soon finding his hole and sliding in, making Kurst groan in both pleasure and pain. closing his eyes as the dalmatian made him his bitch. feeling the power-full thrusts going in and out. his lengthening tongue started hanging out of his panting growing muzzle.

The changes where really going fast as James kept on humping into his nice friend, after about 10 minutes of mixed heaven and hell for Kurst he was mostly a dalmation dog as well, Kurst picked up on the changes once James rammed his knot into his friend and tied, filling his buddy's hole with his puppy making seed.

"Wh... what's happening to me?" he asks in shock as he feels the hot cum pump into his ass and the dog laying on his back panting.

"Hmmm.. sorry Kurst.. i couldn't fight the urges but damn do you make a good fuck" James barked softly in Kurst his ears while he started to lick lovingly in his neck. Kurst eyes went wide as he looked up, "James?" he barked back.

James nodded "Yeah, its me"

The 2 didn't say anything for a small while, Kurst at a loss for words and James wanted to give his buddy the time he needed to think about everything. "We... we are dogs?, how? why?" Kurst barked at James who only had a answer to the first question.

James slid out his friend and lapped the hole clean as another urge made him. Kurst groaning as it felt so good, James noticed that Kurst hadn't had his relief yet and figured he help his kennel buddy out.

Before Kurst could stop him James wet tongue was licking over the red rocket sitting between Kurst's his hind-legs.

"Oh.. i... but... i... oh" he barked as minutes later he cummed his own puppy makers all over James his muzzle. "uhm.. Thanks buddy" Kurst barked a bit shy and surprised at his buddy.

James smirked a doggy grin and nuzzles himself against Kurst, "Gotta take care of my mate" which surprised Kurst for a moment but then realized they where indeed mates now, kind of liking the idea as he always was font of his good friend and it felt right to be more to him now. curling up together as both caught their breath and let their new life sink in.

After a short rest they managed to get Kurst's mobile out his old clothing and attempted to dial 991 on it. Phone-keys are not really paw friendly but it took some tries but they managed to do it in the end, Kurst tried to bark for help,the operator was about to hang up but Kurst managed to make a bark that sounded enough like "Help" for the operator to trace the phone, a police car was deployed.

James and Kurst had snuggled up to each other by the time a police car checked the location, finding the 2 trapped dogs and calling the fire brigade to assist in the process of getting them out the old kennel.

The firemen got them out and took them to the new fire-station where they where adopted as the new mascots.

James and Kurst where renamed to Crossword and Blaze and besides the vet visits they quickly got used to their new lives, the firemen gave the 2 pups a really good life, They where not neutered to their relief and soon got used to laying in firemen lap being petted or performing tricks on command.

It was a simple but very good life.

The end