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Krys looked at his girlfriend, they were having the same argument once again, and it was a broken record for him. "What do you mean you can't tell me what goes on at the meetings?" His girlfriend, Frankie, had been going to some silly meetings for the last month or so. He didn't mind her going out, but he was worried that she was using it as a reason to cheat on him. She was an attractive husky, not very big breasts but a supple ass that he loved. With her being a husky, she advertised it quite a bit with that fluffy tail of hers high behind her. No matter what he tried, she wouldn't let him in what they did.

"Hun. I told you... It's pretty much a boring girl's night out. We sit around, have some fun. That's all; I'm not going into details. It's not too exciting, why can't you accept that?" The wolf grumbled, wanting more info, but he sighed when he realized that nothing was going to pry that info from her muzzle.

"Fine. So why do you grill me when I have a guys night out then? It doesn't seem too terribly fair..." Frankie shrugged and turned to get ready for the meeting, Krys watched her slip into some boring pair of jeans and a baggy shirt. He didn't push the issue; he grinned and planned to find out what went on there.

Once Frankie had left for the meeting, he slipped off quickly to his bedroom and pulled out a box from under the bed. The box wasn't impressive; it was the contents that he was concerned with. It cost him a few hundred bucks, but it was going to be worth every penny, his thick wolf tail wagging behind him. Inside the box were two vials, one was pink and the other was blue. Lifting the pink vial, it was a light colored and he uncorked the lid slowly. The wolf's nose flared, sniffing at it, the only way he could describe its smell was feminine. Krys blushed a bit, up ending the vial, swallowing the contents.

Krys closed his eyes, giving a moan feeling warmth spreading throughout his body. "Oh god... feels so good." He was expecting the sudden rush of pleasure flood his body, his own thick wolf cock pushing free of his sheath. Reaching down he unzipped his pants, moaning as his cock flopped free already starting to drool precum. Slowly pushing his them off as he shivered, squirming slightly. "The ad didn't say it would feel this good." His clothes felt constrictive as he practically tore them off his body, leaving himself nude.

His fingers slowly roamed over his chest, gently massaging his nipples feeling them growing larger and stiffening. Krys watched in awe, seeing his chest swelling and filling out, a large pair of d-cup breasts weighing down slightly. He giggled slightly; using his paws and making them bounce slightly, voice sounding different. It wasn't as rough or male sounding; it was starting to sound sweet and girly. Krys blushed, "Going to make a sexy bitch..."

Letting his breasts slip from his grasp, he ran that paw down his belly gently starting to stroke his shrinking cock, whimpering slightly. Krys pressed into his paw slightly, giving a little shudder on his knees, pawing himself. Seven inches, then six, then five as he watched his maleness retreat, being absorbed into his body, fingers rubbing the slight bulge. The wolf's heavy balls also drew up against his body, melding with that slight bulge between his legs, spreading his legs a little wider. His eyes went wide, the fur getting much thicker between his legs as he watched the skin shift and change into a swollen pair of pussy lips. Krys moaned, running his fingers over his new pussy, feeling the juices dribbling against his fingers or rather her fingers.

She slowly stood up, watching the final bit of the transformation occur. Krys watched her pale gray fur slowly change, turning to a much softer brown and a white streak of fur going down from her chin to her groin. She gave a slow turn in the full length mirror, the potion had done its job well, and she went from being an athletic wolf male to a rather curvy wolf bitch. "Wow I look pretty good. Bet the boys are going to want to get their paws all over me..." She shivered slightly at the thoughts running through her head, picking up the instructions from the box.

"Oh god it really worked, I'm a wolf bitch." Glancing at the paperwork, she blushed a bit. The vial wasn't supposed to be drunk all at once; it was supposed to be done in two uses over twenty four hours. "Fuck that. Don't have the time to waste..." There were some warnings he just glanced over, something about not taking it all at once, risk of reduced mental capacity, and inducing estrus. Another warning caught his eye, if engaging in sex, use protection; pregnancy will lock you in form for several months. Krys shook her head and muttered. "That's just nasty. I'm a guy, and no way am I going to have sex with another guy." He ignored a few more warnings, something about submissive nature for several days after the transformation, and to keep the male vial with them at all times. "Well it won't be a problem. I'm not gay so all these sex warnings are useless..."

She paused, looking around a bit and realized that she didn't think this all the way through. "Oh crap, I don't have any clothes..." Krys went to her girlfriend's room, looking through some of the clothes, finding something that would fit.

She looked at herself in the mirror after finding a few things that would fit her. A tight shirt hugged her chest, only pushing her head breasts, making them stand out even more than they would normally. In the dresser she found a pair of black panties that fit decently, even though she had to wiggle to get into them. "Jeeze and girls like going through this much hassle to get dressed?" A pair of shorts finished out the ensemble, they were really tight and she couldn't button them. At least she got them zipped up all the way; Krys felt a little slutty looking at herself in the mirror. The one upside was that she could still wear her own shoes. She gave a soft whine. "Well time to go find my girlfriend and see what they do in those dumb meetings." The wolf girl squirmed slightly, her groin felt flush and hot, ignoring it for the moment.

She got into the car, heading off to the club where Frankie and her friends would meet for their gatherings. When she was at a stop light, she grinded her thighs together slightly enjoying the feeling. Krys parked her car in the back and headed to the front of the club, her hips swaying slowly.

"Hey sexy, shake that cute ass... come to our party, we'll show you a good time..." More calls like those filled her ears, making the wolf girl blush brightly. Her tail was hiked up high behind her, wagging as she made cute eyes at the bouncer, saying she forgot her id. The bouncer shrugged, and let her enter. She folded her ears back once she got past the main set of doors, loud bassy techno music assaulting her ears as it filled the club. Quietly, she made her way over to the bar, standing by the corner and she was about to ask the bartender where the club was when a voice whispered to her.

"Hey beautiful... you new here?" It was a deep masculine sounding voice; Krys turned and looked at the male blushing slightly. She bit her lip, he was tall and thickly built, and with him this close she could smell that thick male musk. It took her a moment to formulate a response, just kind of staring at him.

"No... I'm just here to meet some friends." Krys whimpered softly, she squirmed and slowly looked him over. The guy was easily a foot taller than her, and he smelled absolutely wonderful. It felt a bit odd; normally she was never this nervous around other guys, just figuring it was the elixir she took. The poor wolf girl wasn't fully aware of how much the changes had affected her.

"I'm John by the way. Who are your friends? Maybe I can help you find them?" Krys whimpered softly, the male lifted a paw to stroke her cheek, as much as she didn't want to, she found herself leaning into the touch. His paw felt nice against her muzzle, and she licked his fingers slightly.

"My name is Krys... and... my friends..." As she stammered, trying to remember where they were. "They are in the girl power club." The wolf just grinned at her, his fingers still stroking her cheek a bit.

"What a lovely name for a beautiful girl..." He nodded slowly, that large wolf tongue sliding along his muzzle and for some reason she felt nervous, folding her ears back. "I know that group, boring little set of women... rent a room in the back, won't even guys in there with them." Krys felt a little relieved; at least his girlfriend wasn't cheating on him. She just had to figure out a way to get away from John, he was attractive though and smelled good. "Why would you want to hang out with those frigid bitches? It's still early; why not have a bit of fun...they'll be here for a few hours."

She went to answer, but was silenced with a soft kiss on her muzzle. The big wolf pressed himself against it, and it felt really nice, his body was warm and strong feeling. John's arm slipped around her, drawing her close. Krys' eyes went wide for a moment, and then she felt herself relaxing. She melted into the kiss, returning it and she could taste the whiskey on his tongue, parting her lips. A soft moan escaped her muzzle; his paw had snuck down and grabbed her plush rump squeezing it firmly. Her nostrils flared, drinking in his heady musky scent, thinking to herself. "He's so strong and dominant, and he wants me... I'm a lucky bitch." The pair broke the kiss after a few minutes; Krys looked into John's eyes and shivered. "I... I really need to find my friends." A slight bit of clarity hitting her, she was a guy not some easy girl to be picked up in the bar, but the attention did feel really good. She looked around slowly, noticing the lights in the club dimming quite a bit. "W... what's going on?"

"It's nothing babe, just relax. There is a guest dj this evening and at midnight they turn the lights down so the focus is on them." John growled softly in her ear, "Also lets everyone get close and mingle... wish some of those girls from the club would... especialy that husky." Krys' ears perked up, that paw on her rump did feel really nice as it kept stroking, but at the mention of a husky she blushed.

"H... Husky?" John told her about some husky that fit Frankie's description and how he'd love to just bend her over. Krys blushed a little, saying that a big wolf like him would love to breed her, saying she was a cute piece of ass. "W... what if she has a boyfriend?"

"Well..." The wolf's muzzle pressed against her ear, he gently moved her paw to his groin. "Feel this and tell me if she'd still want him?" His paw rested hers on his bulge, then moved and let it stay there. She looked at him wide eyed, feeling the firmness and heat through the material of his shorts. He felt big and thick, blushing as she realized that Frankie would be lucky, except that the husky had her chance and he chose her instead.

"T... this is naughty." Speaking up after a few moments, the wolf just nodded slowly and kissed her firmly on the muzzle, licking his jaw with hers. She didn't even resist this time, parting her muzzle and licking his tongue, letting herself enjoying making out with John. No one even said anything to them, the pair in the corner by the bar, the lights dimmed so they were pretty much invisible. When she felt him press his hips forward against her paw, she gave it a gently squeeze. "He's so big. I bet he wants to breed me like he did with Frankie." The thought sending a shiver down her spine, something nagging at her that this was wrong, but she couldn't remember exactly why. A moment later she began to slowly stroke his bulge, hearing him moan into their kiss. Krys squirmed slightly, feeling his paw sliding down her belly and into her shorts, making her whine slightly. Those large fingers slowly roamed over her panties, and Krys couldn't believe how wet she felt down there.

"Mmm Krys... you feel soaked, bet you'd love to be a good girl and get bent over this bar and fucked." Krys shuddered slightly, her paw squeezing that bulge firmly when he spoke. It was so hard to focus, even more so with John's paw between her legs, stroking her clit teasingly. The good girl comment did make her tail wag slightly though. His voice was soft compared to the loud music in the club, the lights were still dimmed and everyone was paying attention to the dj. "Turn around... be a good girl and lean over the bar slightly Krys..." She gave a little moan, unable to find a good reason not to do what he said, turning around and leaning over the bar slightly. Krys lifted her tail up high behind her, wagging it slowly. John's muzzle brushed against the scruff of her neck, and she felt that bulge grinding against her rump. "Good girl... who's a good obediant bitch?"

"I... I am?" Krys whimpered softly, that bulge felt so good pressing against her rump. She gripped the bar, looking up and noticed that even the bartender was watching the dj on the stage, and not the show that was going on at the bar. She closed her eyes, feeling John's muzzle clamp down on the nape of her neck. His paws slid her shorts down a bit, whispering in her ear.

"That's right... bend forward... show me that you can be a really good girl." Krys nodded slowly, leaning forward until a little tug from john's muzzle made her whine. The new wolf girl was bent over the bar about forty five degrees with her naked rump pushed out. She didn't move when he fumbled behind her, and then felt something warm and thick smack against her rump. A moan escaped her muzzle when she realized John just pulled his cock out in the club, she would have never had that kind of courage when she was a guy. That brief thought made her pause, but it faded just as quickly as it appeared when that bit of flesh dragged slowly up her swollen mound. "Good girls hate condoms don't they? I'm going to mount you bareback Krys... i'll try and pull out okay?" The words making her ears perk, the insides tinged pink with blush.

Krys nodded slowly, whimpering as all she really wanted was for him to keep paying attention to her. "Yes John... I'm a good girl, I trust you..." She stiffened slightly, feeling john pressing forward inside her. She knew what John was feeling from experience, he had sex with his girlfriend a few times bareback and it was an amazing feeling. To be on the receiving end, it was a much different experience. That tapered shaft slowly sinking into her soaked passage, inch after inch rubbing against her walls. Her eyes drifted close, feeling that warm flesh sinking deeper and deeper inside her. It was an amazing sensation, she could clench down on it and each time she did, a spurt of something warm splashed against her walls. John moaned something in her, but she ignored it, focusing on the feeling of his shaft inside her. Once he was fully sheathed inside her, Krys could feel his heartbeat racing through that thick cock, it made it twitch. "This feels so much better having someone push into me than when I was guy... I'm a lucky bitch." Krys whimpered softly, she just wanted him to keep going, the sensations were wonderful and right now she didn't care if she turned back as long as John kept going. The wolf girl whined, another fleeting thought of being a male in her head, but that couldn't be right, she wasn't male because she was letting a big strong male wolf stroke himself into her vagina. John moved with the music, firm deep thrusts as his groin smacked against her rump slightly. Closing her eyes, all she wanted to focus on now was John inside her.

It took a lot not to moan out, to beg him to take her faster. John complimented her, saying that she was such a good girl. Krys nodded, blushing as being called a good girl made her feel safe and warm. The wolf girl had a hard time figuring out why the husky girl didn't want him, was her boyfriend that good? The music had picked up a bit now, and John was keeping pace with it. Krys couldn't help herself and began to push back slightly to meet him, hearing that wet smacking noise each time he met her rump. The girl's aroused juices were drooling down her thighs, along with a good bit of John's thick precum. Leaning her head back, John's breath was ragged as he moaned in her ear. "Such a good girl Krys... good girls like to breed don't they? Good girl love getting knocked up by their male..." Krys shuddered, trying to shake her head or even to say no, but as that knot started to rub against her, swelling it made her whimper instead. That bulge felt so good as it pressed against her entrance, all she could focus on was wanting it inside her. No, she knew she needed it inside her, to feel it swell and lock him inside her otherwise he might seek out that husky girl. A part of her desperately craved his seed in her belly, there was a nagging little voice telling her to stop, to leave and go take the other vial at home. Krys shivered, fighting the pleasure as she finally found her voice.

"Yes... No... I mean... I don't know." That wolf was thrusting firmly into her now, his balls smacking against her thighs whimpering. John was grinding his bulge against her entrance, telling her to decide before it was too late. She moaned when his paws slid under her shirt, cupping her bare breasts.

"Don't you want a beautiful pup to nurse from these big breasts... every good girl wants to be a proud mommy...?" Krys shuddered, his words lancing through those doubts and fears, she nodded slowly.

"Yes... Tie with me... make me a mommy..." Her ears folded back flat against her head, hearing that triumphant growl from the male's muzzle. Krys knew in that moment that she had submitted fully to him and it felt good. His thrusts grew rough and fast, grinding his knot against her sore entrance until it slipped inside. Once he was inside, his knot swelled quickly, filling as she whimpered out at the sheer size of it. "Oh god... it's so big... shoot your cum in me... hurry breed me."

She didn't have to wait long for her reward, John grunted loudly in her ear. "Here it comes bitch; you were such a good girl." The combination of praise and the feeling of the heat splashing inside her caused Krys' first orgasm as a girl. It numbed everything and her vision went a bit dark, but she was intimately aware of what was happening inside her. John's shaft swelling slightly before each powerful spurt of his thick fertile seed against her cervix. She counted ten powerful spurts before his shaft just started to drool inside her, almost ensuring that she'd become heavy with pups. Krys sighed softly, that act of submission and the warmth inside her made her groan. Through the haze of her orgasm, she wasn't aware of the more male aspects of her personality fading.

When john pulled out of her about twenty minutes later, she didn't protest or say anything when he suggested they go back to his place. If she hadn't gotten pregnant from the breeding in the club, the next two days that passed made sure of it. Here it was, nine months later and she was rubbing her swollen belly, a pair of twins expected any day now. Krys never told Frankie what happened, she just moved all her stuff out the one day when she was at work, and now lived with john. She nuzzled the male softly, relaxing with his arm around her, tail wagging.

If she had actually read the entire set of instructions and warnings, she'd know that she could go back to being male if she took the other vial twenty four hours after giving birth. The risk is that if she didn't, she'd be stuck as a female forever, and oddly enough if you asked Krys, she'd most likely turn down that option.

About two months after the pups were born, Krys returned to that bar to attend one of the girl power meetings. It was there that she ran into her ex girlfriend, Frankie. The husky noticed the name on the badge and padded over.

"I used to know a guy with that same name. You almost look like him in the muzzle, but your coat is all different." The wolf looked at the husky a bit, her tail pausing in its wag.

"I'm sorry... What happened to him?" Vaguely recalling what happened, it was hard to remember the events of her life when she used to be male.

"I found a gender transformation elixir, a few of his friends said he wanted to see what went on at these meetings, but I never saw him after that night." She sounded a bit saddened; the wolf gave her a soft hug.

"Well maybe you'll find the right guy for you, if he didn't trust you enough to take your word, was he really meant for you?" Frankie glanced at her, nodding a little but still there was a sigh in her voice.

"I know, doesn't mean I don't miss him though." Wiping a tear away from her muzzle, Frankie spoke up. "Well let's hang out with the girls, I mean this is our night right?" Krys nodded, wagging her tail and followed her to the back of the club. Glancing down at her paw, she smiled and rubbed the wedding ring on it.

If you asked Krys if it was worth it, and if she'd do it again knowing the results, the wolf girl would nod and say the results of that vial made a bit difference. Krys couldn't be happier with how her life had changed for the better.

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