{"sf1_id":549459,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Job Benefits","author":"ColinLeighton","words":5167,"posted_at":"2013-06-10T22:35:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Dog","Feral","Gay","German Shepherd","Incest","M/M","Oral","Rimming","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/549459-job-benefits","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/549459","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=549459\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Seems like \"Love Finds a Way\" was well received, so your favorite author of sexy k-9 transformations has his paws on the keyboard again....  Last month's story delved into the new territory of female-to-male gendershifting, while this new pieces features something different. Remember, furfags, if you're under 18 or dislike sexy gay love or transformations or incest, please don't read this.  Otherwise, happy reading                                                                                        Job Benefits Alex Farrington was happy about two\nthings.First, that he was nearly done with the\nafternoon's chores.  Only three tasks\nremained on his list; one, feed the dogs; two, fill out some pedigree\ninformation, which would be mailed to a buyer from the previous week; and\nthree, put Christopher, one of the kennel's top stud males, in a kennel with\nDemi, a breeding female who was in the midst of her bi-yearly heat cycle.  Christopher had already bred her twice, but\nDamon - Alex's dad and the kennel owner - liked to have females bred three\ntimes, in order to be certain that the act would result in a pregnancy.  That was all very well, but it wasn't\nwhat Alex had in mind.  What had him in\nan exuberant, incredibly happy mood was the knowledge that following the end of\nthe day's work, he'd have announced to his father that today was his last day\nas an employee of Tricolor Kennels.  Yes,\nit'd been fun while it had lasted; yes, he'd miss his parents, he'd miss Kendra,\nhis sister; and maybe the dogs as well. \nBut overall, nothing could hide the young man's excitement that his days\nas a dog kennel employee were nearly over. \nNo matter that that dog kennel was Tricolor Kennels, the most\nprestigious working German Shepherd Dog kennel in the country.  No matter that buyers worldwide paid\nthousands for his father's dogs.  No\nmatter how terrific they were, Tricolor's GSDs were still dogs, just that, and\nAlex was glad to be rid of them. \nChristopher had been turned out into one of the play-yards beyond the\nkennel buildings, a big fenced area with trees, dog toys, and some agility\nobstacles.  The big male came loping when Alex called, a\nhandsome, sable-colored dog featuring the lanky build and short but soft fur\ncoat that Tricolor GSDs were famous for. \nHe didn't need a leash; Christopher already knew why he was being\nsummoned at this particular hour.  The\nGSD's shaft was already peeking out of his sheath as he followed Alex back into\nthe dog barn and to the kennel in which Demi was already waiting.At another time, Alex might have stayed\nto watch the two dogs get it on, but today he had no time for such\npleasantries.  Instead, he left the\nbuilding and walked past two other dog barns to the office.  Phyllis, his father's part-time secretary,\nhad already left, leaving her desk in its usual disarray of scattered\npaperwork, staplers, pens, paper clips, and other office supplies in a system\nof organization which made sense only to her. \nAlex brushed aside a pile of envelopes and opened one of the file\ncabinets in which his father kept the carefully systematized records of every\nperson who'd ever purchased a Tricolor shepherd. The last buyer had been a\nwoman named Natalie Bateman.  He found\nher name in the B section of the alphabetically arranged files, extracted it,\nfound Miss Bateman's address.  Stuffing\nthe pedigrees into an addressed envelope was easy.  He slapped several stamps onto the envelope\nand tossed it in the outgoing mail bin, which Phyllis would have to empty\ntomorrow.  It wasn't like he'd be here\nthen!  He met Damon while walking to barn\nwhere they kept pallets of the highest quality dog kibble money could buy.  It was a little earlier than they usually fed\ndogs, but that wouldn't hurt.  Besides,\nhe needed time to pack up his room, if he was going to meet his deadline of leaving\nearly the next morning.  Damon Farrington was a very handsome\nman.  No one had ever denied that.  Broad shoulders met with slender waist, blue\neyes the color of a darkening sky, caramel-colored hair that looked like it had\njust had a comb brushed carelessly through it. \nHe was the sort of man who drew the attention of women everywhere, and\nwho brought jealous annoyance from other men whose wives lost interest in them\nwhen they laid eyes on Damon.  He'd been\ntwice offered a job as a model, and once, when he and Cate, his wife, had taken\nAlex and Kendra to Disneyland, the stewardess had mistaken Damon for the actor\nPaul Walker and moved the entire family to first class.   \nDamon also had a cool, collected temperament.  Quick to smile and slow to anger, he'd been\nan ideal father, an ideal husband, and to his dogs, the ideal master.  Because of this, Alex had, with time,\ngrown complacent to the point where, failing to notice how many others of his\ngeneration had terrible fathers, he neglected to realize how lucky he'd been to\nhave such a fine man as his sire.  This fault aside, Alex was much like\nhis father.  He was a bit more slender,\nand had inherited Cate's brown eyes, but otherwise looked very like Damon.  During high school, he'd been the boy that\nall the girls (and some of the boys, too, or so he heard) had been crushing on,\nand the question of who he'd invite to prom had dominated school gossip for\nmonths.  He's also inherited Damon's\ngentle personality and love for life, but exactly how much of his father's\nassets he really had, well, that would wait to be seen.\"Dad! \nGot some good news\" Alex grinned, deciding to get his announcement out\nof the way early.  That would give his\nparents more time to adjust.\"Oh? \nAnd what would that be?\"\"I've been offered a job in Denver\"\nAlex said triumphantly. If Damon was displeased, he did not\nshow it.  \"Well....that's good, I\nguess.  What is it?\"\"Reporter at one of their\nnewspapers.  I sent in a sample of my\nwork and they said I've got skill and wit. \nPlus the editor said they'd recently fired another reporter and need a\nreplacement.\"  Damon looked reflective.  \"I take it you've decided to accept the\noffer?\"  He held up a hand to stop Alex\nfrom replying.  \"Because, you know, I\nknow you were disappointed when you couldn't find a job immediately after\ncollege, but your mother and I have really enjoying having you back at home\nagain.  Plus it's nice to have you as my\nco-worker.  If you leave I'll have to\nhire someone else.\"Alex shook his head.  \"I haven't accepted it yet, but I'm going to\nemail them back this evening. I'm leaving tomorrow morning.\" He didn't bother\nresponding to the rest of what his father had said.\"I guess there's no changing your mind\nthen?\"\"I'm afraid not.\"  He decided to end it there, give his father\nsome time to think on it.  \"I'll go feed\nthe dogs now.\"  He left before Damon\ncould reply.All through the chores Alex felt\nthrilled.  He was leaving.  Leaving for good, not to attend school, but\nto start a new life.  Today was the new\nbeginning.  He'd just put Christopher away and,\nturning off the lights in the dog barn, stepped outside into the cooling\nevening air.  Damon was waiting for him.\"Alex, just listening.  I've thought about what you've said, and I\nunderstand that you want to try something new, be different, make something\nwith your life.  I accept that, and so\ndoes your mother.  We will be happy with\nwhatever you decide.\"  He gave his son a\ngentle smile, letting Alex know he meant what he said.  He always meant what he said.\"Good because-\" Damon cut Alex off.  \"But before you make your final\ndecision, I want to offer you one alternate choice.  Something just a bit different.\"Alex smiled sadly, feeling sorry for\nhis father.  Now he'd offer a pay raise,\nor some other pathetic excuse for keeping Alex there another year.  \"I'd like to offer you a permanent\nposition in this kennel's leadership, a long-term commitment.  Not just a part time job, but year\nround.  With excellent benefits.\"  He smiled his dazzling smile, the one that always\nsent women into embarrassed giggles of desire.Alex sighed. \"Dad, you know it's been\nnice working here, but I really do need to move on.  I don't know what else I could do here,\nbeyond what I've already done. Just more of the same, feeding dogs, walking\ndogs, brushing dogs, training dogs, talking with buyers.  And more of that all over again.  There's nothing you could offer-\"\"I think you might want to reconsider\nthat.  Saying there isn't anything better\nyou could be doing\"\"And\nwhat's that?\"  Alex snapped, feeling\nslightly annoyed.  Damon couldn't start\nfishing for some little excuse to keep him on the kennel staff forever.\"Let\nme show you\" Damon said, smiling, eyes a-glow and white teeth showing.  And he....started unbuttoning his shirt?  What?\"Dad,\nthat's wei....\" Alex's voice trailed off. \nAnd he stared.  Damon\nhad completed unbuttoned his shirt, so that the sides hung down, exposing his\nmuscled chest, usually eye candy for any women or gay guys who happened to be\naround.  He held his arms out to the\nside, kind of loosely, like waiting for something to happen.  And Alex had noticed when it did.He\nwas embarrassed at himself for even noticing, but his father's pants, already\ntight enough (he wore slim-fit), were getting tighter.  In the groin area.  His father was getting an erection?\"Dad.  You're totally creeping me out.\" Alex said,\nbut he couldn't keep his eyes off his father. \nThe cool air suddenly smelled strongly of dog, not an odd scent\nconsidering they were at a dog kennel, but odd because of the way the scent\nappeared, just there, where a second before, the only smell had been that of\nthe BBQ Alex's mother was cooking.  Damon\njust grinned, and unbuttoned the top of his jeans.  Alex watched in confusion as his father\nunzipped his jeans, the growing bugle behind them pushing through, straining\nhis boxers.  Still grinning, he pulled at\nthe boxers, shoving them down.Alex\nwas debating what to do next when something caught his eye.  He\nhad seen his father in the nude before. \nNeither Damon or Cate had much concern for whether their children saw\nthem naked, nor had they worried about whether Alex and Kendra saw each\nother.  It had just never been a big\ndeal.  Yet now when Alex's eyes fell upon\nhis dad's cock, they didn't move away. \nHis face contorted in shock. It was true that Damon had a larger-sized\ncock, but now it was almost too big, and not only that, it was changing.  The hard flesh was rapidly darkening into a\ndeep red, and veins had popped out all over it. \nAs if that wasn't enough, the tip had lengthened out into a point, and\nat the base, two rounded orbs grew, one on each side.  Damon's\ncock was now long and thick, dripping a clear liquid.  Alex couldn't tear his eyes away.  His father had just grown a dog's dick before\nhis eyes.  And that wasn't all.  Damon's chest was looking much harrier that\nit should have, and his fingernails were getting longer and darker.Alex\nforced himself to look away from his dad's quickly changing body and made eye\ncontact.  Damon's dark blue eyes\ntwinkled.  \"Family secret, son\" he\nbreathed, panting like a dog.  \"It was\ntime you found out.\"  \"What?\"\nAlex gasped, unable to understand. \n\"You're a dog?\"\"In\na manner of speaking.  But we can discuss\nthat later.\"  His ears had begun to grow\nlarger, his nose was turning black. \n\"Time is of the essence.  I think\nyou'd better follow your instincts.\" He gestured towards his hard red\ncock.  A furry sheath seemed to have\ngrown around the base.\"My\ninstincts?\" Alex moaned, eyes falling back to his father's groin.  And suddenly, as if from nowhere, the\ninstinct appeared.  A horrible urge to\nlick that long shaft, to taste the liquid dripping from its tip, to lick the\nfurry balls that were hanging below it. \nTo kiss the rounded knot at the base of Damon's cock.But\nhow could he?  Much less the fact that he\nwas straight.  Damon was his father, and\nwas becoming less human by the minute. \nAnd yet he wanted to lick his cock? \nHow bizarre, disgusting was that?Not\nenough, apparently.  The appeal was just\ntoo much.Dropping\nto his knees, Alex licked Damon's rock-hard dogcock from the knot all the way\nto the tip. His tongue came away with the taste of pre, sweet on the taste\nbuds, and he licked again, slower this time. The shaft was firm under his\ntongue, a pleasant feeling.  More drips dribbled\nonto his tongue.Feeling\nincredibly horny, Alex kissed his dad's cock again and again, even as above\nhim, Damon's arms were becoming more and more like a dog's front legs by the\nsecond.  He'd also grown a tail, which\nnow wagged happily behind him.  Alex\nnoticed only so much of this, his attention focused on the object of his\ndesire.  His own cock was painfully hard\nin his pants, but he ignored it, not wanting to leave the tasty dogcock\nunattended.Finally,\nlicking just wasn't enough.  He opened\nhis mouth wider and took the tip in, gradually working his mouth upwards so\nthat more than half of Damon's shaft was in his mouth.  He sucked hungrily, instinctively, having\ndescended into an area of consciousness in which resistance was futile.  He could hear his dad's panting, no different\nthan the sound of any other dog's panting; feel two big paws resting loosely on\nhis back.Never\nstopping his tongue work, Alex raised his eyes and looked upward.  Even at this point, where he'd stopped trying\nto understand what was happening, the changes were shocking.  Damon's chest had narrowed and deepened,\nlooking very odd on a two-legged creature, and his head was almost\nunrecognizable.  His face had grown\noutwards into a muzzle; a long tongue hung over sharp white fangs, large radar\nears laid back in ecstasy.  He was\nleaning forward over Alex now, as his body was no longer suited for a\ntwo-legged existence.  Looking down, Alex\ncould see that his dad's legs, now freed by split jeans, were mostly dog, and\nhis feet had turned to paws.The\nsurprise of the changes only made him suck harder.  He had most of Damon's cock in his mouth now,\nonly the knot remained free, and the shaft throbbed in his mouth, the sweet pre\ndripping down his throat.  His short\nhuman tongue wasn't long enough for much at this stage, so he sucked, and\nsucked it hard.Without\nwarning, Damon's hips buckled, and he thrust forward, hard, shoving his huge\nknot into his son's mouth. Alex's cough was cut short as loads of hot shepherd\nseed were pumped into his mouth, filling it and running down his throat.  Quickly pulling back, he sucked harder,\nmilking his dad's orgasm, liking the taste of his cum as much as his pre.  He swallowed it thankfully, licking his lips.When\nDamon's dazzling release had ended, he dropped to the ground on all fours,\nentirely transformed into a handsome, sable-furred German Shepherd.  His cock hung heavily below him, not quick so\nhard as before, but still violently red, occasionally dripping more seed.  He turned around and gave his shaft a few\nquick licks, enjoying the taste of himself.Alex had finally come to his senses. And he\nrealized what had happened...His\ndad had just turned into a dog.And\nhe had just sucked off that dog, his dad, his dad the dog.The\ntaste of dog cum was still heavy on his tongue as he considered the taboos he'd\njust broken.  He should be feeling\nsickeningly horrified, yet instead he felt....elated? He glanced back at his\nfather.Damon\nwas still panting contentedly, tail swishing lazily.  Seeing his son's look of confusion, he gave\nAlex several quick licks across the face, his tongue slipping momentarily into\nAlex's mouth.  Damon's cock had mostly\nreceded into his sheath, leaving only an inch of two of meat sticking out, but\nhe wasn't done yet.  Alex\nwas still debating with two sides of himself when his dad surprised him yet\nagain.  Giving him one last lick, Damon\nturned around facing the opposite direction, so his hind end now became the\nfixture of Alex's attention.  Especially\nwhen Damon lifted that bushy tail and exposed the dark flesh beneath it.Just\nlike before, when he'd suddenly had the urge to suck his dad's cock, Alex's\nmind was presented with a new notion: he should lick Damon's tailhole.  That was possibly more taboo and forbidden\nand revolting than anything he'd done thus far, yet tasting the handsome\nshepherd's hole seemed even more appealing than tasting his cock.  He glanced around.  No one was watching...Tenderly,\nAlex placed his tongue on the hairless place and licked across.  The taste was faintly musky, not at all\nrepellent as he'd expected.  Encouraged, he\nlicked it several times more with enthusiasm, in the same manner as he'd seen\nstud males lick the swollen areas of bitches in heat.  Damon growled contentedly, lifting his tail\nhigher.  Alex raised his hands to hold\nthe dog's furry balls as he licked, feeling the soft fur and the firm, yet delicate\norbs between his fingers.The\nmore he licked the dog's backdoor, the more his resistance faded.  This wasn't anywhere near so horrible as he\nmight have thought; in fact, it was amazingly sexy.  His erection, which had subsided unfulfilled after\nDamon's transformation, now returned, pressing tightly against the insides of\nhis boxers.    Feeling this was not quite enough, Alex\nfirmly pressed his tongue into his father's opening, feeling the muscle give\nway, feeling an inch or so of tongue disappearing into the passage.  His tongue wasn't long enough to accomplish\nmuch - imagine if he had a tongue like his dad's!  But he did feel around, just a little, the\nmusky taste stronger on his taste buds, Damon's growl of pleasure low and\nlong.  Alex briefly paused to wonder what\nit might feel like to be on the receiving end of something like this.His\nthoughts were ended when he realized his chest was feeling itchy.  Acting on instinct, he pulled the T-shirt\nover his head, tossed it aside...and looked. \nHis chest was definitely harrier than it should have been.  Inside his boxers, his cock felt different\nsomehow, as if the usual harness of an erection had been doubled.  He glanced back up and met Damon's eyes.  His father-dog had turned around and was\ngrinning again, exposing long, sharp fangs, his eyes filled with something....Feeling\nlike he was no longer in control of his body, Alex removed his jeans, yanked\noff his socks, already strained by his toenails lengthening into claws.  The transformation was affect him too - would\nhe soon be a dog like his dad?  He\nanalyzed the possibility, wondering...would he really mind?  Although he'd never before found males or\ndogs physically or sexually attractive, he couldn't deny that his dad looked amazingly\nsexy as a German Shepherd, and in all likelihood, so would he...did he really\nwant to resist?  He put his hands, which\nwere starting to look vaguely like paws, onto the ground, feeling the earth\nbeneath them.  Damon's growl of approval snapped him back to\nfocus. The older dog was walking around Alex, swaggering, head and tail held\nhigh, tail twitching.  A couple inches of\ndogcock jutted from his sheath, already partly hard.  Alex realized suddenly that his father was\nacting the same way Christopher and the other stud dogs did when courting a\nbitch in heat.  He peered at his father's\nmuzzled face.  Was Damon still in\nthere?  Or was he merely a dog, with a\ndog's instincts, a dog's mind?When their eyes met again, his question was\nanswered, for Damon grinned wider. He was still there, all right, but his mind\nwas clearly a mix of canine and human, and he was definitely treating Alex in\nthe same manner he'd treat a bitch.  Alex's\ntransformation continued through all of this, unstoppable.  He watched his hands turn to paws; watched\nthe sable fur spreading thicker and thicker over his body, watched the canine\nshaft rise out of his boxers, throbbing and dripping and driving him irresistibly\nhorny. He felt the pain of his tail erupting from his spine; of his chest\nbeginning to deepen and grow narrower. His ass pushing outward, the two halves\nmelting together.  He felt the evening\nbreeze on his newly exposed tailhole, foreshadowing of what was to come.Damon\nwas behind him now.  He could feel the\nother dog's hot breath on his tailhole, and he knew what his dad intended to\ndo, and why.  And abruptly he knew that\nhe wanted it, and accepted it.  This was\na new step in a new direction, the new beginning he'd been waiting for. To believe that it had been here the whole\ntime.  Leaving the kennel was entirely\nunnecessary.  Lifting\nhis tail high, Alex presented himself to his father, ready to consummate this\nchange.  In the rush of new, hidden\nemotions, he wondered why he'd never before felt attracted to his father.  It seemed so natural now, all of it; natural\nto be attracted to other males, natural to be attracted to dogs, and natural to\nbe attracted to his father, to desire being Damon's mate.  Father and son were supposed to have a bond\nanyway; taking the relationship to a new level only strengthened it, right? And\nthe fact that his father was now a sexy dog only made it all better.This\nwas why he didn't protest when Damon mounted him; when he felt those strong paws\ngripped his changing torso, felt Damon's weight on his back.  His instincts told him that mating would only\nspeed up the change, and he wanted that; wanted the security of a new\nform.  More than anything he'd ever\nwanted.And\nit came: the moment when he felt the tip of Damon's shaft press under his\ntail.  Damon growled low, warning him\nperhaps, then begun a steady humping, driving his cock into Alex's ass without\nmercy.  Alex gasped.  The very first thrust sent fully half of his\ndad's cock into his rear, the next had him hilted.  It\nwas impossible to ignore the pain of his initial penetration; that most\nforbidden of places being invaded by something long and thick and hard.  A low whine came from his now-complete\nmuzzle, gritting his fangs, and adjusting. \nBut after a few more thrusts, Alex couldn't deny that this was worlds\nbetter than any human, heterosexual sex he'd experienced. Feeling the firm\nharness stroking his prostate, the rich sensation of being filled full, his\nfather's balls slapping against his own. \nIt was heavenly.Now\nmore dog than human, Alex closed his eyes, pushed against his dad's\nthrusts.  He remembered how long Damon's\nshaft was, and he wanted, or really, needed\nthat dogcock in him in its entirety. \nBelow him, his own dogcock throbbed painfully, swollen to the brim and\ndesperately needing release.  Alex wanted\nthat release, but perhaps not so much as he wanted the fantastic thrusts into\nhis prostate to continue.  He pushed back\nharder.Damon\nhad turned up his thrusts, really pounding his son's ass now, and Alex felt his\ndad's knot pressing harder against his opening with every new thrust. He\nremembered seeing their stud males tie with brood bitches and wondered\ngleefully what it would be like to experience that for himself.  It was a special connection between two\nbodies, one that humans could never understand completely, but with his\ndog-like mind racing to contemplate the passions he was feeling, he knew that\nthe tying of the knot was necessary to seal two dogs as mates. And now-Damon\ngave him no warning.  In one passionate\nthrust of humping, he shoved his knot in, humping it as deep as it could\ngo.  Alex gasped again, tongue hanging\nfrom his fangs as he panted, feeling himself stretched wide as the knot popped\nthrough.  And it was in.  Fully swollen, it locked Damon's cock in Alex's\nass, its rightful place.  Alex\nwas writhing in the frenzy of climax, his canine shafting shooting dog cum for\nthe first time, hearing Damon howl as his father also found climax.  Alex found he could no longer form words, but\nhe happily realized that in Damon's release, he was marking Alex as his bitch,\nas his mate.  Just what Alex wanted to\nbe.And\nthe fact that he was being marked with the very substance that, 21 years,\nprior, had created him, only made it better.It\ndid not take very long before Damon hopped off his son's back and left them\ntied butt-to-butt.  Alex panted happily,\nlittle realizing that in the stupor of mating, he'd forgotten about the\ntransformation entirely.  And now, as he\nstood on four paws tied to his father canine, he was pure dog, a handsome\nGerman Shepherd who looked very like a younger version of Damon. A regal\nmuzzle, tall, pointed ears; glossy sable coat; furry tail, which stuck out to\nthe side oddly due to their being tied; four long legs ending in big paws; a\nthick dogcock dripping beneath him.  He\ncould have been any of the male shepherds in Damon's kennel, but he knew he had\nsomething special - he was Damon's son. \nAnd Damon was the top dog, the Alpha. \nAlex suddenly realized that his father had probably sired many of the\ndogs in the kennel himself.  And why\nshould he not, if he was a dog who could take human form?Damon\nwas looking back at him, same sexy grin on his handsome face, and Alex grinned\nhimself, feeling his dad's cock pulse inside him.  This was the life.Damon\nhad not been kidding when he'd said this job had its benefits.                                                                                             Epilogue                                                                                        Two weeks later.Damon\nFarrington had discovered during childhood that he was different.His\nfather, Rainer Farrington, had founded Tricolor Kennels during the Cold War,\nwhen German Shepherds were popular with the military, and had started to become\ncommon as pets and as police dogs as well. One day, when ten-year-old Damon had\nbeen playing with some puppies, he had quickly and unexpectedly turned into one\nhimself.  It was a revelation.  He could become a dog at will.  Rather than being frightened, the boy was\nelated.  How cool he was!He\nnever told anyone, but went through childhood frequently changing back and\nforth between dog and man, so that with time, he came to understand that he was\nneither, but something in between, a strange creature perhaps meant for a\ndifferent world or a different time.  None\nof this bothered Damon, though, for as he went through puberty, he discovered\nthat there were other ways to \"play\" while a dog.  As a teenager, he sired litters with some of\nhis father's shepherd females without Rainer ever realizing that his stud was\nnot actually the father of the puppies. \nThe litters Damon sired produced even better dogs than Rainer's stud\ndid, so Damon never felt guilty about the deception.  Then, when he was 17, he spent an evening\nwith one of the younger males, not used for breeding much, and discovered the\nwonder of being with one's own gender. \nFrom them on, he enjoyed the company of both bitch and stud, depending\non his mood or on the day in question.   After college, he took over Tricolor\ncompletely, as Rainer and Damon's mother had decided to retire and move to\nArizona.  Before that, Damon had never\ndated, but as the kennel's new owner, he decided that a wife and human children\nwould make his already-generous life perfect. \nIt\nwas finding the right girl that became the problem.  For he learned that whenever he changed - for\nhow could he marry a girl without her knowing his wonderful secret - any person\nwho was with him at the time would be changed as well.  His first serious girlfriend had been Alanis,\nand second had been Christy, but in both cases, the very first time he'd\nchanged with the girl, she'd ended up as a shepherd, and not just that, but a\nmale, and permanently.  Alan and\nChristopher had made excellent studs, and were great to \"play\" with as well -\nand apparently still had human life spans to boot - but they had not given\nDamon the last thing he wanted.Cate\nwas different. She'd been absolutely thrilled that her potential husband was a\ndog-man of sorts, and unlike the others, her shifts were temporary and\nnone-gender-changing.  They'd married\nafter only a year of dating, and both Alex and Kendra had been conceived while\ntheir parents were dogs.  It was the only\nproper way to do it.Eventually\nas the years passed Damon considered sharing his secret with his children.  Of course there was the question of whether\nthe change would be permanent.  But that\nwas just a rick one had to take, and if it did come about, then so be it.  Life as an intelligent dog wasn't so bad,\nespecially in a breeding kennel.And\nso the day had come.Damon\nwas returned to human form, just as usual, but Alex had not.  Not\nthat anyone minded.  Damon and Cate were\nboth happy that their son wasn't leaving them, even if he was now a dog.  He still slept in his bed; he still ate with\nthem; they'd worked out a simple code for communicating (one tail wag means no,\ntwo means yes, and so on).  They'd\nconfessed the truth to Kendra, who took it surprisingly well (but how could she\nnot, being Damon's daughter?). Damon and\nAlex frequently fucked together, and in the mornings, Damon usually had a dose\nof Alex's tasty dog cum, when other men would be drinking coffee.  And Alex? He seemed perfectly happy to be a\ndog. He didn't have to work for his\nliving (unless breeding bitches in heat counted).  He got the run of the kennel, the run of the\nhouse.  He only needed to lift his leg\nand start licking to receive a tasty snack and an amazing orgasm.  Or lift his tail if his dad was near.It really was life on top.Or\non bottom, depending on your preference.Author note:\nThis story is a bit shorter than \"Love Finds a Way,\" which had a slightly deeper edge to the emotional relationship in it.  I've been wanting to write a father-son incest story for a while now, and what dog breed is better for such than German Shepherds?  This is probably the last feral story I'll do for a while though - I'm working off and on with a gay romance/murder mystery novel that I hope to publish via SofaWolf Press and also formulating a longer short story involving werewolves during World War Two...I've been listening to Within Temptation's song \"The Howling\" a lot lately and it has me inspired to write something featuring bad-ass werewolves :)  plus I've kicking around the idea of a historical werewolf-soldiers story for a while anyway.  "}