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"Mmmph..H-Heather!" Andrew gave a soft huff. The air escaping his mouth rushing up against the muscular anthro's thigh as she pushed her groin up into his face. The sunlight streaking into the room through the crack between the two curtains illuminating the bulky woman's nearly nude body. Only a thin t-shirt covering her tight abdomen and bulging breasts before it bunched at the top of her thighs. Her rich, red hair gleaming in the dim light of the bedroom in early morning.

"It's Hailey, pet." She crooned down to him before a strong hand moved to push his nose up against her swollen, throbbing clit. Andrew so distracted by the sudden smell of the aroused girl that for a moment he misheard her- hearing Bailey rather than Hailey and instantly missing his beloved canine, though he quickly realized that the name was a combination of the woman's old name- Heather and his pet's- Bailey.

Rather than respond in any way, Andrew was forced instead to use his lips to breath hard against the hot, dribbling sex that was suddenly grinding top his mouth. The bulky woman over top of him refusing to take no for an answer as she silently demanded to be pleased. Her sex, still shifting with her eager grinding, dribbling the pungently sexual liquid not only onto his mouth but also over his chin and cheeks as she humped against his face.

"Come on.." She commanded. Her strong fingers curling against the back of his head roughly as she pulled him up against her crotch, forcing his lips in a kiss against her sex. With a whine, Andrew relented slightly, parting his lips enough to slip his tongue forward against her sex. The thin, silky fur at either side of her fur tickling his cheeks as her sex pushed down against his mouth. His tongue slipping up into the canine/human hybrid's snatch- drawing a faint whine from the anthro. Her thick thighs on either side of his head trembling slightly reminding Andrew how trapped his head was here beneath the bulky woman.

Knowing he wouldn't be moving till the anthro had been pleasure, Andrew relented further. The pink appendage pushing up into Hailey's sex with a small flick of his tongue tip. His wriggling tongue teasing at the sensitive flesh within her sex, finding her g-spot as a moan erupted out from her lips.

"Good boy! Don't stop on your girl now!" She instructed, trying to sound commanding though her arousal tainted her voice with a desperate quality that Andrew knew he could capitalize on. Eager to be released from the cage of body parts around his face, Andrew pushed his tongue up with a revived vigor. The tip drew along the edges of her leaking sex, as if scooping her juices into his mouth, when in fact he let them ooze down over his cheek and chin. The flat expanse of his tongue pressed to her entrance as the tip teased up further, flicking against the small, sensitive bead of her clitoris. The quick, wet swipes drawing out a guttural moan from the busty female above him. The sound of her tail jumping to life coming through with heavy smacks against the bedding. Soft, happy whimpers leaving her lips as they used to leave Bailey's during a tummy rub,

"G-Good boy..Good..." She panted while the fingers gripping his head weakened with her mounting pleasure. The determined, focused teasing on her clit bringing the gauge of her arousal up quickly, sending her heartbeat into her clit and heat into her groin. The warmth radiating into Andrew's face flushing his cheeks against the smooth, taut skin of Hailey's thighs where they pressed into his face even while he licked so eagerly at her, excited to escape this prison where he was forced to pleasure this woman; this beast as he thought that had stolen not only his dog when she merged with it, but also his life as he knew it and his freedom. For this, he resented her- not that she'd know that as his tongue dug eagerly in against her throbbing, burning clit. The fire of her pleasure finally ripping upwards through her tunnel, sending it spasming above Andrew's flattened tongue. The first spurt of female cum hitting against the back of his throat, guided by his tongue, while the rest just gushed into his lips. The flow trapping his mouth open lest he coat his face in her juices.

Barely moments after her orgasm trickled off, leaving Andrew's face a splattered mess of fluids- the phone rang shrilly from the bedside table and drew the bulky woman off from him. The rush of fresh air giving Andrew a thrill he didn't know one could receive from air alone. "Ah.." he breathed, panting a little while he wiped at his messied lips with one arm, smearing the mess over his bare skin while from the side of the bed- Hailey was suddenly moving in a flurry of motion.

"I have to leave. The guy I've been tracking for weeks was just spotted. They want me to bring him in." She said quickly, reminding Andrew of the glorified bounty hunters he saw on television so often. The image of the muscular anthropomorph now, suiting up in a bulletproof vest over tight, leather pants giving a new spin on the cliched look of the career. "I'll be back. Be good." She concluded, racing down the stairs with the ease of a well trained body. Her eyes never once flicking back to where Andrew still lay before she left the house and was gone, just like that.

"This is my chance.." Andrew realized as the door clicked into place with a harsh severity leaving the house in a dead silence Andrew hadn't felt since before this entire spell fiasco.

"This is my chance!" He repeated, now growing excited as his concern about his fem-juice coated face faded into the back of his mind, not longer a priority. Frantically, he swung out of bed and rushed to the computer- returning to the original site where he ordered his first spell. His eyes scanned for some sort of undo code, a secret word, anything that would free him from this prison he felt he was in with this muscular monster of a woman.

"Come on. Come on." He grumbled to himself, wishing for his trusty companion, Bailey to be at his side to keep him company as she had been on day one. Her silent presence always enough to calm Andrew's nerves in times like this. "But she's gone" Andrew hissed out loud. The hand sitting idle beside the keyboard curling into a distressed fist. The idea of living his life with a creature of no true emotion and only sexual need killing him as he thought back to how much Bailey had been to him, even only as a pet. He wanted, no needed to find that love again or else he would lose it, and himself.

Desperately inspired now, Andrew drew his eyes with new focus back to the screen- finding the message box once again open for him to send an email. His fingers uncurling from their fist to fly over the keyboard in a hurried message; "Please. You must help me. The spell from before to transform my wife backfired and now I have my neighbor trapped with my dog, tormenting me. I need an undo spell. I need my Bailey back. I need my life back! Help!"

Without even re-reading or checking his work, Andrew hit send. The force of his finger to desperately hitting to the key making the entire board rock upwards on the opposite end, clashing back onto the desk with a soft clatter.

"Come on, which. I need you to respond!" Andrew growled. His hands flying to his head, grabbing at his hair, kneading it into a stress ball of knots that he could comb through in quick jerks. His distress mounting as minutes passed still with no reply.

Eyes bore into the screen, hoping that a message would appear. Another minute skipped past.

Fingers twisted in his hair, tugging at the root in a near painful way that calmed his nerves slightly. No message appeared and the clock jumped forward.

"Please, Please, Please..." He pleaded, pushing his hands out into a triangle in front of him, praying through his chants that a message would appear. That time would stop. That the anthro wouldn't return.

But, return she did, the sound of the door handle turning slowly against the wood of the door sending Andrew into a panic- one hand darting up and pushing off from the desk to launch him in a race towards the door, though a sight reflected in the living room mirror stopped him.

Hailey had just stepped into the door- still bulging with powerful muscles and dressed in the tight fitting leather with her vest over top, though now it laid against her chest unbuttoned to show the simple, black tank top beneath that hugged against her breasts and abdominals. This wasn't what made Andrew stop though- he never expected her to change in appearance.

What made him stop was her eyes, fixated on the mirror that faced the front door. One hand lifted up to her rich, red locks to gently smooth them down from whatever she had encountered on her misson to distress the hair. Her face showing the same concern for her appearance Andrew witnessed on a younger Cheri many times. The face that admitted that the woman cared what her man thought of her, that she thought of his opinion, and that she longed to be accepted within that opinion and held within those thoughts.

Andrew had to stand another long moment before it started to fall into place. Her size, the bulking mass of muscles hadn't been 'normal' to begin with, but now covered in the soft, fur coat of Bailey's and littered with canine characteristics, Hailey was now an outcast. She was forceful, yes, but she cared about him enough to stand there in the mirror, picking through the tangles in her fiery hair and this changed things.

Before his thought went further, Andrew was interrupted by a sharp voice. "Were you spying on me?!" Hailey demanded. Her eyes suddenly staring at him, and much closer now where she stood right in front of him.

Andrew dropped his eyes submissively, hoping to avoid any anger as he spoke softly with his epiphany in mind; "I finally get it, Hailey. You-You don't have to be tough with me..I understand the...want for acceptance." Andrew let his voice drop off while his mental mantra picked up.

"Please don't kill me for saying that. Please be right. Please. Please. Please..."

At first, Hailey was shocked. Her mouth just hung, slightly open and tight at the corners, but slowly anger settled into her features and then melted back out. A softness touched her eyes and her chin dipped down. Lifted up. Dipped down again. A nod. She nodded.

Andrew brought his eyes up, gave a small, reassuring smile and tried to draw his hand up against the curve of her arm where her elbow brought a bend to the appendage. "Tell me.." He urged, concern flashing in his eyes for a moment and convincing the anthro to slowly speak. Her voice now lighter, softer than her commanding tone during their communication thus far through commands during sex.

"Usually, at the office, I stand out but no one thinks it's a bad thing since it's my body than allows me to do the work that I do. It's not normal, but its slightly understandable, at least to my co-workers, but today when I went in, I was suddenly weird and they didn't understand why. I was like...and alien crash landed on earth the way they looked at me. At first, it was just silent, but when I tried to actually work, no one would back me up. No one would help me gather equipment. They all avoided me." Her story and the moment itself, slowly revealed the woman's weakness. Beneath her hard exterior and the layers of muscle to keep a prying person out, she longed to be accepted. She didn't want to conform to fit in, but to be taken for what she was and wanted to be.

Suddenly, Andrew found an understanding with her. His own struggles to find his self and find another that enjoyed his self coming back to him as a reminder of the agony of being rejected, whether directly or indirectly. As she continued speaking, Andrew listened closer. He leaned into her hard, strong body and tried to relax into her and offer comfort.

"Finallly, when I had the truck ready. I called to see who wanted to come and then I started to walk towards the office again in case they hadn't heard and I could hear them. I could hear them and they started to discuss who *had* to go with me! No one wanted to be see with me! They didn't want to go out with the ALIEN!" Her voice was harsher. Her heart racing in her chest as her irritation mounted. Her voice gathering a shrill quality when she went on to continue, but Andrew- knowing to continue would bring her into a ranting deterioration- stopped her.

He stopped her with a kiss, hard against her lips. The sudden passion he felt to comfort the woman now that he could view her as such welling inside him as her pressed himself into her body. The waves and curves of her stretch pressing back as her lips returned the kiss. Her tongue roughly forcing its way into his mouth to taste him as she pleased.

Andrew let out a moan, shocked the way his body was reacting to the muscular anthro now actively partaking in their sexual activity. Her lips so eager, needy against him it reminded him of Bailey/Cheri and how they had mated. The rush of images to his mind at the memory sending his blood to his groin where his shaft swelled in his boxers shorts- still on from last night.

Hailey, pressed into him so eagerly, instantly felt the swell against her thigh. The bulge of meat against her curling the lips against his into a small smirk. Her fingers suddenly drawing up against his hip to trace down to the front of his boxers. One finger teasing over where his tip started to peek out from the waistband.

Andrew moaned again now, feebly shuddering at such a slow, idle tease. The taste of the girl's mouth, lips parted against him making the tip throb eagerly. The scent of the girl in the air growing thick as the scent of sweat from her work was replaced by the pungent smell of sex and arousal.

"Ohh..Andrew.." She suddenly whispered, drawing back from his lips with that same smirk he had felt. The edges just quirked up enough to seem happy, playful as she leaned in to lick along his neck. Her long, canine tongue teasing his smooth skin, sending more blood rushing into his crotch. His penis throbbing almost painfully at her soft tease against the exposed head. "You're so eager...so eager for me.." A hint of pleasure, simply from the fact she was stating tainted her voice. The thought of being lusted for, so close to being accepted overall, giving the anthro a rush of contentedness. Her free hand drawing down to sweep his boxers down off his crotch. His exposed shaft bouncing slightly against his stomach before she caught it, tenderly, between two fingers. Her eyes staying locked to his in a silent connection as her hips drew up, teasing the tip against the wet edges of her sex, already eagerly leaking for another round.

Andrew shuddered up against her, bucking gently into her clit as he stared back at her- surprised by the intensity he felt in their gaze. As if, in realizing her weakness, Andrew had allowed them to make a connection. Man and beast came together, figuratively and then literally as Hailey dropped herself unceremoniously down onto Andrew's cock. A hard spurt of pre lubricating her inside instantly as the feeling of her tight, clutching insides grasped all around his shaft.

"Ohh..Andrew.." She whined, sounding more and more like Bailey as her arousal overtook her. Her strong legs drawing her up and down his shaft at a fast, needy speed. Her anxiety melting away as sweat too the place of the distressed wrinkle on her forehead and her ranting was replaced with the sound of her hips meeting to the humans and the steady slick-schlick of her sex sucking him into her depths, where the heat of her was nearly unbearable for the gaspy, leaking human. His eyes rolled back blissfully as he tried to dutifully do as she had originally demanded, no cumming.

Pushing her hips hard into him, the satisfying feeling of being filled and stretched sinking into Hailey's gut as she jerked herself over him, quickly bounce on his lap with wet, lewd noises that echoed of the walls, creating their own surround sound porno. The girl hard, laborious panting sending air rushing down onto Andrew's upturned face. His features twisted into a face on concentration as Hailey's sex began to spasm, miling over his cock with her natural muscles. The smooth walls of her sex twisted around him, squeezing, and spasming as a hand suddenly grabbed his chin. Soft lips hit against his lips. Words rushed into the break of his lips, grazing at his tongue with the cool air.

"Cum..Cum with me like a lover!" She huffed once. A howl ripping from her throat moments later as Andrew quickly followed orders. The thick, pent up spray of cum painting her insides with a thick layer of googey cum. His goo leaking out on either side of his shaft as she slumped into his chest, a faint whimper slipping from her mouth before the heavy tiredness of a succesful, stress relieving orgasm took over and sent the girl in a deep and sudden sleep.

As silence settled over them, Andrew still awake with the anthro napping on his chest- Andrew thought back to the morning, when his own needs had been ignored and his worth broken down to nothing more than a tool and compared to now, he felt there was growth. The woman he held was just that, a woman who held the qualities and the love of his cherished canine. Bailey was still there with him.

"Sleep well, Hails.." Andrew whispered, hearing the computer chime with a message before he laid his head down against the couch and drew his arms around Hailey's strong body. That message could wait to be deleted. Andrew no longer needed an undo spell. He felt that he had done just the right thing.