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Life Sometimes Changes...

Some changes are unavoidable, others can be helped and then there are the odd few changes that are influenced solely by decision, those are always the most difficult to make...

Today was the day, no turning back now; it was time for a change. Jason knew he was ready, ready for what lay ahead of him on the bumpy road of life once he had made this change. But still, as he trod down the cobblestone pathways of the backstreets, the lone male human couldn't help but be a little cautious of what the future held.

Jason was a rather tall individual, around six feet three inches in height. His weight was about the average for his height; around two hundred pounds give or take a few. The first thing most would notice about him was his glasses, an oddity around these parts that made him stick out like a sore thumb. Other than that though, his clothing was pretty usual, a pair of long jeans and a t-shirt with a peace symbol blazoned over the front in green fabric. Thick, boot-like shoes were wrapped around his feet, each one making a dull thud as it made contact with the ground below it.

A lone tumbleweed barrelled past the male, the stiff breeze guiding it along the barren pathway. Tall, but thin looking buildings line each side of the road, shadows from them creating an eerie darkness over the scene. As each building was passed, slight gleams shone through the boarded up windows, as though people were watching the human as he passed.

Nervousness and slight fear crept up Jason's spine, causing him to shiver visibly as he plodded on. It became almost too much to bear, but as he was about to turn around, run and abandon the thought all together, he reached his destination.

It was a lone house, much shorter and wider than the others, making it quite out of place in the high-built town. Jason approached the wooden entrance to the abode, rapping on the door three times using a neatly cut knocker in the shape of a lion's head that rested in the wood. It was only literally a couple of moments before someone answered and Jason was allowed entry by the shadowy figure that stood there to welcome guests like him into the bizarre establishment.

Jason nervously moved forth across the hardwood floor, shuffling along guided by the previously shadowed figure who had turned out to be a short, portly man in a butler outfit. As they ventured on together into a little, square shaped room, they were hit by an intense aroma of lavender and something pungent mixed together as though attempting to mask one another. In this room their sat a lone woman, who cracked Jason a toothy smile as he entered, before ushering him to sit before her in a tall, high-backed chair.

As he sat, Jason noticed something, mainly that the seat was incredibly comfortable, almost as though it had been designed specifically for him to sit on. The thoughts of how this could even be possible sifted through the human's mind, before he was sharply pulled from the stream of his own mind back into reality by the low toned voice of the women in front of him.

"I've been expecting you...young Jason. You are here about my special pet's services are you not?" She gave a little cackled laugh as Jason's jaw dropped in surprise. How could she possibly know all that? He hadn't revealed that knowledge to anyone before. It actually made him blush a little to hear it spouted out just like that, like it was quite normal to want what he did. All he could do was nod to her words, and hope that he didn't seem too eager to have it done.

The seemingly psychic woman just cackled some more, her laugh getting a little more shrill as it went on. She seemed to appraise the man in front of her and the nodded as she spoke "oh yes, I can see much more than with my eyes my child and I know that you want to be born anew into this world in a less complicated existence. Teehee, well if that IS the case, then old Theo's gonna have a whale of a time helping you out."

Jason shuddered, visibly shaking as he felt uncovered, nude before the strange female who seemed to know every single one of his deepest darkest secrets. As he heard the name of his salvation though, he noticed how familiar it sounded to him, how right it rung throughout his ears. It made him speak for the first time since he'd entered the house, or even the whole village himself, the words that finally escaped him being ones forced out by the oddly familiar call of a name he'd just heard "take me to him...please..."

A smile crossed the woman's elderly face, before she gave a nod towards her butler "take this man to Theo post-haste Lucian, he accepts his destiny and shall embrace the results." The butler bowed swiftly and pulled back their visitor's seat, which was quickly found vacated as the human quite eagerly got up to follow his shorter, more rounded counterpart.

Just after putting the chair back into its proper position, Lucian then leading Jason from the room and back into the hall. As they traipsed along again, Jason noticed that this house seemed so much larger on the inside that his had from the exterior. They reached a flight of stairs, which were quickly ascended and lead to a hatch in what seemed like the roof from here.

Lucian stopped just short of the hatch, not having to bend much thanks to his small size, quite unlike the other poor, tall humanoid, who had to bend almost double just to get a few steps away. The butler gave the contortioned male a smile and then spoke in a deep, posh sounding voice "Through here sir, unfortunately I can't go with you as I do not wish to become what you do." The kindly man pushed open the hatch, helping Jason climb up into the hidden attic like room before he shut it swiftly behind, trapping him with what he knew simply as 'Theo'.

What met him in the attic was almost perfectly like he'd expected, hoped and dreamed it would be. No furniture cluttered the room, no decorations, nothing at all accept for the wooden floorboards creaking beneath his weight. In fact, the only other things in the room besides the human were the entrance/exit hatch behind him and the huge, feral Dalmatian lain out across from him. The beast was facing the opposite way from the human, but he could still feel the gleam of its glowing, crimson-red eyes somehow watching him as he approached it.

It was a like a déjà vu to Jason somehow, like he'd seen every movement and breath before, like he'd done it every day of his life. Even as the large creature turned around to face Jason, it was like he could see a living shadow moving before it in anticipation. Theo did indeed have a duo of gleaming red jewel like eyes embedded in his face, both of them looking at the human with there cold, piercing stare. Almost paralysed by the glare, Jason had to force his legs to keep moving forth as he stuttered out "y-y-you must b-b-be Theo..."

The monstrous were-canine just slowly nodded to the human before him, before padding over to him with his heavy paw falls. His hot, rolling, lightly panting breaths soon rolled over Jason's sensitive-haired arms and hands, sending shudders down his spine. The beast's nose pushed into his chest and took in his scent, one of human musk from mixed fear and need.

Theo took a step back and then sat in front of his company, looking up at the human as though knowing what he wanted but waiting for the go ahead to do so. Jason slowly sat too, getting down to the canine's level "I-I-I'm ready to change Mr. Theo". The feral dog's ears perked up, a deep rumbled murr of appreciation at being called 'Mr.' Theo like that. He nodded and stood again, moving swiftly over to the human and nosing at the side of his head a little.

Somehow Jason automatically new what the were-creature wanted, and tilted his head, exposing his neck to the bloated beast. Theo slowly moved in, giving a little grunt like noise as he licked gently over the tender skin of the male's neck. The preparation was swift, lasting only for a moment or two.

That was when the curved fangs of the were-dog clamped down, lacerating into the other male's neck skin and causing him to go lax for a moment. Surprisingly, it hardly hurt at all, in fact it was barely a tickle and not even a drop of blood was shed from the wound. As the fangs left his neck though, Jason fell forward against the canine, who was forced to keep him up and used his strength to shift him into a hands and knees position.

He would be glad of the position he's been moved into, as his spine started to contort and mould into the shape he desired. Jason's legs seemed to shrink inward and become more thinned, as his arms widenned into a second front pair of legs. His long hands and feet cracked and creaked, two of his fingers and toes colliding together as the entire appendages changed to paw like shapes.

The male's face suddenly started to burn, his nose and mouth growing noisily out into a canine muzzle. His small ears shifted up the sides of his temple and splayed out into long, floppy and more sensitive versions of their previous selves. A dull sting in his rear followed, as his tail bone grew out into a long sweeping pink snake of flesh.

Jason's entire body then started to itch and throb, his hair falling off and quickly being replaced with fast growing fur. The white and black speckled coat kept growing, shedding itself a multitude of times to catch up with his age.

But, then everything stopped and the male panted, his now long, flat and wide tongue rolling out of his skull to hang out above the ground and wriggle about a little. Everything in his mind had remained in place, but he no longer resembled his previous human shell at all. No, now he was in every way similar to the were-Dalmatian before him, every little thing even down to his now glowing, crimson eyes.

Theo let out a bark of happiness, seeing that the transformation had been a complete success. He moved forward, using his powerful teeth and claws to free the newly made canine from his clothes that contained the last drabs of his humanity. Now nude like every other canine out there, Jason slowly tried to move on his new paws, finding the new appendages a little awkward at first but quickly finding his balance.

He looked at Theo, giving him a warm, wet lick on the face, before carefully examining himself properly. Yes, he was indeed a canine, everything from the fur to his now madly wagging tail. Theo would have blushed at the lick if he could; it had been a while since he'd seen anyone be that happy after being transformed.

After Jason was done checking his new form out, he thought for a moment, deciding that he wanted to give something back to Theo for doing this for him. But what did he have to give him now, he was just another were dog. Wait, maybe that was the answer right there. So the newly made were-creature moved over to his transformer, padding around him and sniffing his rear softly.

The were dog named Theo couldn't help but yip a bit in surprise, as the cold nose of the other male hit his rear and smelt his canine musk. It is a well known fact that in canines, this was a show of friendship if the other smelt around without touching their nose to the other. But, when the nose did touch, it was a show of maybe wanting something more.

Theo decided that it may have been a mistake, and went to sniff at Jason's rear as well, not making contact though. The new were dog guessed that the other might think it was an accident what he did, so he gave him a sign he couldn't ignore. With a soft twist of his head, he moved his muzzle up and let his tongue run up over the other canine's soft pink anus, coating it in his sloppy saliva.

It was like a jolt down the were-beast's spine, as he felt a tongue hit his ass hole like that. Theo new now that the other male knew perfectly well what he was doing, and slowly worked out that he may have wanted to give something back for all he'd done today. So the old were dog nodded and gently lapped up at his transformee's tender new hole, getting it good and wet.

Shivers broke down Jason's spinal chord; he had never been rimmed as a human, never mind by a canine like this. It was an immense, indescribable pleasure, but he knew what was to follow was going to be even better still. The male laid his forepaws on the ground and he raised his rear end to the other, swaying his tail high as he presented to himself to his liberator.

A deep, growly murr rose from Theo's chest, escaping out of his muzzle as he carefully mounted up onto the other male. His feral nature forced him to start humping, trying to find the entrance into his new friend's insides. Thin streams of liquid quickly strung from the cheeks of the submissive's rump, the red tip of the even redder maleness of the were-dog letting its pre deface the newly created monument.

But, once his large, thick tip did finally find its mark, he made right up for that lost time and liquid. With a hard thrust, he pierced into the other male's tight, constricting hole. With a dull grunt of pleasure, he started humping bestially, showing just how long that he'd gone without this for.

Jason could have screamed, but all that he could let out in his new canine state was a loud whine as he was torn open so roughly. He could feel his new hole spread wide and being used by the other lusty were-dog. The hot, thin but productive pre could easily be felt squeezing and squirting out inside his tender insides.

Thanks to being as he had been without sex for so long though, Theo was never going to last long sexually. So as he thrusted in deep, a considerably larger fist of flesh formed at the base of his length, tying him to the other male's tail hole. It only took a couple more thrusts of the were-dog's hips, and the dams burst.

A strong, harsh wave of canine cum shot up into Jason's nether regions, forcing a whimper of strange pleasure out of him. He could feel every single one of the many shots surge up into him, painting his insides in the off-white juices. Every pulse of the thick meat inside him proved less and less productive, until finally it just throbbed dryly inside, leaving a considerable pool off mess in its wake.

And that was it for their mating session, for now they were to be trapped together for a while by the thick knot of Theo's canine cock. Jason's body was too new to take the strain as the other male went much limper on his back and he ended up completely on the ground under his dominant, flat out and utterly at his mercy.

But Theo panted himself out of his drained state, softly wriggling his hips and tugging with his back legs. With a popping noise, his knot and cock pulled entirely free, a small wave of seed escaping onto the ground below them both. The canine's tool throbbed a little in the air, before slowly shrinking back into his protective sheathe where it belonged.

Jason looked back softly at his poor twitching nether regions as they attempted in vain to recover from that slightly painful pull-out. He could vaguely feel cum running out of his anus, but he neither cared, nor could do anything about it. The poor male was exhausted, and even after Theo got up, he remained splayed out on the cool wooden floor, where he passed out and lay there for the whole of his first night as a canine.

When the male awoke the next morning, he found that he had been rolled over somehow onto his side. He also found that he was cuddled up warmly to Theo, the stud of a were-dog that had made him into what he was. Jason didn't dare move or wake him, quite content to just cuddle up with him and lay there, even if it was for forever...

The End