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The moment San opened his eyes he squeezed them shut again as he watched the blurred room tilt wildly. He didn't want to try and open his eyes again. He didn't want to make an attempt to lift his head until it had stopped spinning so badly that he wanted to be sick. He could feel something soft pressed beneath him, but it wasn't his bed. The scents were all wrong and the feel of the material was smooth and slippery instead of the soft plush covers of his bed. He had no idea where he was and no idea what was going on. All he knew was that he had been sitting with his friend and enjoying coffee together. He opened his eyes up and stared out from under the spill of his bangs before screaming and jerking backwards.

The moment he'd opened his eyes he'd found himself staring in the long spotted muzzle of a canine like creature that had been barely inches from him. Pale amber eyes stared into his own, but the moment he'd jerked back the face had shifted and loomed over him. A rough padded paw moved to grip against the scruff of his neck so that he was hauled back onto the pillows and he found himself looking at the pale black and orange spotted chest. It looked like a painted dog, if a painted dog could stand on two legs and boast a human torso. He flinched away as the grip lingered on the back of his neck and the dizziness rolled over him again.

"Stop squirming, you're going to make it worse." The muzzle contorted and a long red tongue flashed as the creature spoke intelligible English.

"Awake?" A female voice came from somewhere behind him and San twisted his head to try and see who else was in the room.

I'm dreaming. I'm still asleep and dreaming.. The thoughts trailed off as movement caught his eyes and a perfectly human looking female padded into view.

"Mmm yes, though a bit later then we'd scheduled. The drugs must have been too heavily administered." The dog released his scruff and San scooted backwards away from the creature.

"What are you?" He tried to sound calm and steady, but the words cracked and his throat ached at trying to speak.

"The schedule isn't too far off, we normally allow for extra time when we bring in someone new." The woman moved to his side and reached over to grip his chin without even asking. He felt weak as a kitten as she tilted his head up and peeled back one eye lid to shine a light over his pupil. "Any spottiness?"

"Where am I?" He tried to make himself sound calm, but his voice still trembled slightly with fear.

"Alex, go grab the kit, would you? We've already had her paid for and if we're going to keep on schedule we need to get started." The woman ignored San's quiet plea and released his chin after peering in his other eye.

"Gotcha, ma'am." The painted dog gave an imaginary tip of a hat before padding away.

"Now listen." The fingers moved to tap the tip of San's nose and he fought the urge not to curse or snap at whoever the hell this was. "Your best bet is to simply accept and attempt to enjoy what's happened. If you don't, well, you'll have a hard road ahead of you and it'll hardly be pleasant. Your displeasure will not take away from the fact we've bought and paid for you."

"Bought me?! No one can sell me!" San snapped and bristled at the implication that he was somehow for sale.

The woman ignored him and he had little chance to do more than feel offended and outraged at the implication. One of the dog-man's paws moved to grip against his shoulder and gave it a pull that sent San tumbling backwards. The arms wrapped around his chest and his back was pushed right against the furred belly. The paw like hands moved down to catch around his wrists and pulled his arms upwards as the woman moved to grip his ankles. He kicked out and tried to pull free, but his muscles didn't quite respond the way that he was used to. They felt weak and when he tried to yank his leg backwards it lacked the force he expected it. It was only when he was stretched out that he realized he was completely and utterly naked. They had taken his clothes off while he was unconscious!

San didn't have enough time to protest the indignity. The woman moved her hand down and held a small silver gun in one hand and pushed the nub right against the curve of his bare hip. He jerked and bucked back against the dog as he tried to get away from the cold metal, but he couldn't do more than get a few inches away before the dog tightened his hands down to pin him. There was a hissing sound as the woman's finger pressed down on the trigger before a sharp pain blossomed along his hip. He jerked in response and let out a muffled noise as the pin pricks covered an area the size of a dime before cold air rushed out along his skin. The sensation sent a shiver down his spine.

"What the hell are you putting in me?!" He arched backwards and felt blunt claws digging in along his pinned wrists.

"Time?" The painted dog's voice rumbled from behind her as the gun as pulled away from her faintly aching hip.

"I have 7:30, so we'll give it half an hour. That should put her right on schedule for an 8PM rollout." The stranger leaned down and rubbed her fingers along the aching patch of skin.

"Not bad." The dog's fingers slid away from his wrists and one of the paw hands moved down to rub over San's bare chest. "We'll be seeing you soon, then. Hopefully I have some credit saved up."

When the body moved from behind him he nearly fell backwards, only the fact he managed to drop a hand down to brace against the pillows helped keep him up. The dog grinned and showed a set of bright white curved fangs before turning away to escort the woman from the room. San stared after them in outraged shock and affront that they'd just left him. He had no answers except that they'd bought him and they'd injected something into him. He shifted to his side and looked down at the dime sized red mark on his hip. It looked swollen and puffy where the small needles had jabbed into him. Who knew what they'd decided to put in his body and what it would do.

"Damnit, you can't buy me." He growled under his breath and pushed himself up unsteadily until he could get his feet under him. "Fuck this."

The world tilted around him, but he was able to stand up with the aid of reaching out to grab at the wall. His cheeks flushed hotly with effort as he started to walk towards the door. One step at a time he set his sights on the door no matter how unsteady his feet were. He kept his eyes locked on the door handle as he edged towards it and the heat on his cheeks started to creep down along his neck. The skin felt reddened, almost sunburnt, as his breathing became shallow with the effort of just walking. It was embarrassing being made this weak and helpless, but he refused to let it slow him down. One step and then another as the door handle started to blur, or at least his vision started to blur. He swallowed and managed another trembling step before his left leg gave out beneath him.

San went down with a cry as his knee hit the ground with a sharp crack. The pain shot through him, but the pain was only a part of what made him growl out a curse. He stared down and the knee suddenly cracked and popped as the joints stretched and started to roll beneath his flushed skin. The bones became longer as he watched his feet grow more compact. He tried to shake his head to see what was there properly. The drug had to have been some sort of hallucinogen that was making him see what wasn't there. The illusion crumbled swiftly, though, as he felt his right leg starting to shift and the bones ached as they became thicker and changed their shape. The skin stretched taught as his knee adjusted itself and his ankle extended itself upwards and the toes spread out.

He crouched forward and his back arched as his hands hit the ground and the fingers started to ache. San gritted his teeth as he watched his finger nails growing and thickening until they curled into dark claws. His thumb pulled upwards as the fingers themselves shortened and lost mobility as they went. The heat made it hard to concentrate, hard to think. His skin almost burned as his back began to ripple and shift. The bones of his body slid and popped as they rearranged himself and he pushed his side against the cool wall before sinking downwards. He could do nothing but stare as the first ripple of golden fur spilled out along the backs of his hands and started to run up along his changing arms.

San swallowed and his tongue felt thick in his mouth as his nose tingled slightly and his lips felt numb. He spread his lips and cried out, but the sound came out shallow and rough sounding. His tongue flicked out as his teeth curled and descended into fangs and his nose started to push outwards. They inched out as his tongue started thin down and grow broader. It became too large for his mouth and he lolled it out as the muzzle pressed outwards with his vision changing. The changes flowed higher up and shifted along his shoulders until he was left sinking down on his side to the floor as his chest barreled out slightly. He couldn't do anything to push himself up, not when the paws that had formed slipped and scrabbled on the smooth tile. The golden colored fur turned white along the edges of his belly as he twisted his changing head to watch his hips growing more slender to adjust for the hind legs that had formed.

He stared down at his own belly and let out a yelping cry of panic as the softness of his girth was changing as well. It was draped along the pale furred inner thigh at the normal five inches, but it was already losing thickness and length. He twisted and jerked himself up by propping one foreleg on the ground awkwardly. At first San wanted to dismiss it as an illusion caused by the horrifying changes his body was going through, but he watched it starting to pull back further. The heat and strange electric sensations of the change made the flesh swell out a touch and plumpen up, but it wasn't growing larger. Instead the inches were retreating between his legs and pulling upwards so he had to spread his haunches wide to watch it.

The horror of seeing his pride and joy melting away made him nearly miss the fact the fur was settling around him and his ears grew longer before flopping over. The edges brushed his cheeks as his hearing sharpened, but it was lost in the desperate protests he tried to make at what was going on between his legs. His shaft grew thinner and shorter until he had to strain to get his hind leg high enough in the air to watch as the edges of his foreskin started to grow thicker. The plump edges wrapped around the glans as the base disappeared. The shaft tip continued to grow smaller while the foreskin became thicker and softer. It grew plumper and formed a set of lips that hugged to either side of it. The edges of it started to form a spade shape as it pulled in close to his body near to the swell of his balls.

Pressure started to grow inside of him and the orbs pulled up tight between his legs while he panted shallowly. The lips seemed to grow more swollen and sensitive as the balls pulled between his legs and into his body. He whimpered and twisted lightly before letting out a shallow high pitched cry. The sound didn't sound human, his throat contracted until it came out like a dogs whimper as things deep inside of his body shifted about. His stomach roiled until he felt as if he was about to be sick and the area between his legs grew smooth. The area between HER legs grew smooth. She stared in horror at the swollen spade shaped mound between the hind legs and the sensation of heat that spread along her belly as she huddled against the wall. The dog's ears flattened to either side of her head as she crouched down a bit closer to the ground as the tremors only grew worse.

"Very good and clean. Quite the prize." A drawling amused voice made her turn her head so fast she nearly knocked herself over.

To her horror a small group of people had gathered at one end of the room and they had obviously been watching her change with every evidence of amusement. Several of the people were human, but many of them were the same animal like creatures he had seen with the dog. Two were canines, but the other tree boasted features of a donkey, pony and lion. The two humans weren't alone, either, they held the leashes on a set of dogs that were watching her with pricked ears and intelligent looking eyes while she got her paws under her and pushed herself up onto all fours. She shrank back a little bit at the harsh scents that assaulted her long sensitive muzzle.

"You gentleman have made a lovely investment." The woman from earlier gave a gesture. "As you can see, we've matched the specifications your group set out and she's yours now. I do ask that you test her out before you leave though. We always try our best to meet our customers' needs and I want to know if you're satisfied before you make any final choices."

"A good point, madam." The pony spoke up with a rather crisp accented voice. "We'll have.. hmm.." The creature glanced around before one of the human's lifted a hand with a grin.

"Best to try it out with something her size. Roland would love a chance to have some fun, wouldn't you fella?" The human's hand went to a rather bulky looking Shepherd dog with a sleek black coat and narrow muzzle.

"I do not!" San tried to yell out, but instead her voice came out in a short series of barks.

"That'll do. Settle down, girl." The pony gave San a look. "We're not in the habit of taking on unwilling pets, if you're all that bothered we'll turn you loose."

San stepped back and bristled with a growl at the pony. Her ears pulled back against her head as she took one step back and then another to try and get away. She barely got two steps away before she bumped into the wall and huddled down. Her eyes darted from person to person frantically. They said that they wouldn't take on an unwilling pet, so she'd be unwilling. It took her a moment to figure out how to work the muscles along her rump cheeks, but in the end she was able to tuck her tail down between her legs as the black dog was released from his collar. She curled her lips back as he stepped forward with his ears splayed and his long pink tongue lolling out from his mouth.

He didn't seem impressed with her snarls, instead he strutted towards her with his feathered tail wagging back and forth behind him. The slow steady movements swayed his hindquarters back and forth as he edged closer and closer. She shrank down against the wall and tried to snarl louder, but the dog didn't seem to care that she was protesting. Instead he darted in and snuffled against the curve of her haunch. The hot tongue swiped up and flicked right at the top of her tail before she launched forward to try and bite him. She had to show them she had no interest in this! She'd never been sold! No one could buy her.

The moment her back was away from the wall the dog darted forward again. His shoulder bumped against her own and she snapped at the thick furred coat. His tongue flicked out again and licked along her back as he edged her towards the wall, but this time he controlled her movements. She felt nothing but anger and outrage for the span of a heartbeat, but then she tasted the strange scent on the air and huddled in on herself. It was a warm musky scent that she had never smelled before, nothing like the dog smells that she knew of. It wasn't offensive like wet dog, nor was it unappealing. It made her stomach tense up and something deep inside of her start to warm. The shock of the scent was enough that Roland took his chance and wedged his body against her own so that her side was pressed flush against the wall and his long nose flipped under her tail.

The first hot touch of his tongue scent pleasure rolling through her so that she humiliatingly cried out in a high pitched voice. The broad tongue snaked down and curled just between her folds before licking upwards. She wasn't prepared for it, she wasn't ready to feel a sensation so unlike the feel of someone touching her cock. The male in her was horrified, but another part whined out and twitched her tail out as the warm breath tickled over her before the tongue pushed forward again. It licked in strong powerful strokes to forcibly spread her folds open and flicked inwards while she arched her back and flattened her ears against her head. She was well aware that she was being watched, she was well aware that her hips were rocking backwards against him, but she couldn't stop himself. His tongue was like wet velvet as it caressed her and pushed deeper until it was nearly forcing her walls part.

The newly changed dog pushed against Roland's side a bit unsteadily and he let her stand away from the wall, but she didn't run like she thought she wanted too. She spread her legs as the smooth long tongue plunged into her body and caressed along her walls in a stroking push that made her newly formed passage clamp down around him. The puffy spade shaped sex ached and heated up as she lowered her head and let out a soft whimpering sound deep in her throat. She didn't want this? Did she? Could she ever possibly want this? She wrestled with her own mind as she arched her back and crouched her haunches down to hear the wet slurping sounds of the tongue working inside of her. The powerful strokes kept her enough on edge that she didn't bolt when the black shepherd launched into action.

San didn't quite realize what was happening when the long tongue pulled out of her with a wet slick sound. She only realized, too late, when Roland's body twisted around and a pair of powerful forelegs hooked along the inside of her hips. She yelped out and twisted her head to try and snap at him, but his darted down to grip the scruff of her neck. Something hard, hot and slimy jabbed and pushed between her legs as she trembled beneath his weight. The broad paws curled up until the blunt nails caught right against the curve of her soft belly and scraped there as he hauled himself forward. She twisted around and caught a flash of dark red tapered shaft flashing before it jabbed forward and hit beneath her tail. The wet tip dragged right against her folds and sparked a shudder of pleasure through her.

_This can't be happening! It can't! _ She babbled mentally to herself, but Roland was sure of his mark as the third lunge forward caught the tip right along her puffy folds and he threw his hips forward.

The cock pushed out and hardened from the sheath as it plunged into her passage. Her walls strained open around him while she splayed her legs open wide and braced herself to feel it driving into her. Her passage clamped down tightly and from the first hot inch she felt her body responding in much the same way she had to his tongue. His teeth released her scruff and the shepherd leaned his head down to push against her neck as he grunted out and she felt the furred sheath rub against her folds before he yanked backwards. The thrusts were hard, fast and heavy while she could feel something hot and watery dribbling out into her passage with each pulsing flex of the tip. She yelped out wildly and arched her back, but the dog didn't release her or give her any choice. Not that she could have made one or thought coherently.

The glassy smooth shaft tugged and stroked along her passage as each thrust forward forced the folds inwards and then pulled them out. The base of him shoved up against her and was just thick enough that it sent flares of pleasure through her when she felt it spreading her folds open wider and wider. She yelped and cried out wildly, but only part of her wanted to find a way out. The new part, the changed part, clenched and squeezed around the animals shaft and shuddered each time the hips hammered forward and she felt the orbs bumping against her inner thighs before he yanked back out again. The glistening wetness of her arousal mingled with his precum was forced out as Roland adjusted the grip on her hips and pulled her back a bit more forcefully at the apex of each thrust.

San dropped her head forward and let out a whimpering cry before pushing her hips back against him. The swollen base pushed up snugly against her outer folds and started to spread them open wider before pulling back again. Each time it did she felt another shudder of need building in her as she lolled her tongue out and panted unashamedly while the dogs forceful thrusts yanked her back yet again. Her inner walls rippled and clenched around him as she tried to pull him in deeper. The tapered tip splattered out another water spill of precum into her passage and the heat seemed to stab deep within her until she lost all sense of reason.

Roland's grip shifted again and when he launched forward she cried out in a high pitched wild cry. The knot at the base peeled her walls open and popped into her with a lewd wet noise before slipping free again leaving her empty once more. She protested and tried to grind back against him, but the dog didn't leave her wait for long. The thrust forward popped the knot in as it started to swell and the slight pain at the straining of her walls was lost in the rush of pleasure she felt as the knot ballooned open and she clenched tightly around him. The shepherds dark hips continued to hump against her and tugged against his knot while the softness of his walls kept him clamped. It was just enough to push San over the edge of pleasure and she opened her mouth to howl out in pleasure.

Only to have something hot, thick and heavy shoved into her muzzle and over her tongue. The broad glans drove itself in as her body bucked and trembled at the height of her orgasm. Her walls milked greedily while the pony that had slipped in front of her forced nearly half his girth into her spread jaws. A hot viscous drop of precum leaked long her tongue as she felt the first watery blast of canine seed erupting into her passage. The ropes thudded deep inside of her while her walls milked and caressed around her strange lover. She could only muffled her groans and whines as inch by inch the pony claimed her muzzle for his own. San couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel the edge of golden pleasure that uplifted her. She didn't even fight when the glans pushed it's way down her convulsing throat.

She was only dimly aware of the heat spreading in her belly. Each pulse of the hardened and tied shaft spilled out a bit more of the sperm rich seed into her eager passage. She only protested and whined around the pony's cock when she felt Roland shifting and swinging a hind leg over her so that he stood ass to ass with her. The pony's fingers gripped her muzzle and forced it up higher as the furred hips rolled back and forth. The former man rolled his eyes up and swallowed hotly around the shaft and started to suckle hesitantly around it. The hot thick drops of precum that rolled down her throat were salty and strangely appealing as she let him guide her head closer to her loins. Only one small part of her screamed what was she thinking?! That part soon placed to rest under the steady pulses of the dog's shaft still buried deep within her.

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Hours? Days? Weeks? How long had been since this game had started. San stumbled to her paws and trembled as she kept her tail awkwardly hiked behind her. Pearly drops of seed stained her inner highs and her parted muzzle oozed cum before she licked her chops to chase every last drop that she could get away. She felt overly sensitive, even the touch of her tail when she lowered it against her violated mound and pucker was too much. She blindly looked around for a moment before someone dropped a bowl of water down in front of her and a gentle human hand stroked along the edge of her ears. The touch made her lean into it, though she was too exhausted to respond with more than a faint lick of her tongue to the fingers that stroked her.

"That's a good girl." The voice was warm and she blinked her eyes at the gentleman who watched her. She tried to frown and wondered why she was stirred by those words.

"So, was she all you expected?" A female voice came from the door, but San didn't care. She was thirsty and too tired to think. She dropped her head and messily began to lap up great tonguefuls of the water.

"Very much so. A delight, though she made me worry at the start. She seems to enjoy just as much as our Roland does. He certainly is drawn to her." The man responded and San twitched an ear at Roland's name.

"Excellent. We'll settle on her final price then." The woman came closer and San licked her wet lips and glanced up to see her holding paper work. "Now, Roland was five grand, but he was only modified into a dog. With the gender change-"

The talk went on, but San didn't follow it, not when she was contemplating curling up and passing out. The hunger that had been awakened in her had been ravenous. She knew she should be blushing and horrified at the wanton manner that she had acted, but she was just too tired to do more than sigh and want to curl up somewhere nice and calm.

"San. Come, girl." The male voice made her jerk her head back as the man picked up Roland's leash and held out his hand. "Would you like to come with us?"

The dog blinked a few times as she noticed the gleaming red collar in the free hand. She took a step back and swallowed before a sensory memory rippled through her and made parts low in her body tense up. With her tail flicked up high she stepped forward to the wild wagging and apparent happiness of Roland as she came to the man's legs. It wasn't the life she had ever dreamed wanting, some part of her still trembled at her choice. But she came to heel and lifted her head up high. It was something she accepted, something awakened and something that hungered deep inside of her.