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Amethyst's Advent Calendar of Kink 2018

Transformation

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Pup Show

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Annie giggled on the doorstep, her long, black hair braided up in a long tail that fell all the way down her back to her buttocks, having grown it out in the months since she'd begun, at least casually, seeing Edward. The young man was a new lover to her but by no means the last she'd ever have, although they had not had much chance to see one another recently, life getting the better of them. But he had offered to cook her dinner for her birthday and something like that had simply not been an opportunity she had been willing to pass up, dancing up to his door with sultry stockings on and a garter belt underneath that most likely would not be on her for very long. Who said stockings were out of vogue when they showed off her legs so well? She knew what Edward liked, even if they had not spent all that much time together.

And, well, he'd loved her transformation, her change into a German Shepherd shocking him at first, even though he'd been buried balls-deep in her the very first time it had happened. Anyone who could work with her through something like that and was as into putting a collar around her neck as he was surely worth just a little more casual fun at the very least. Maybe even something more still but, hey, that was half the fun of spending time together just to find out how far they could go.

“Hey!"

Edward smiled warmly as he opened the door and ushered her inside, conversation flowing easily between them as they chattered about how her night classes were going and just how busy his day job was getting. It was all inane, easy talk but both of them knew why they were really there as he stirred an aromatic pot of stew, inspired from something Asian that he could not quite pronounce the name of, poor soul, on the stove, the scent of rich spices filling his small kitchen.

There was only so long that they could, however, pretend that they were merely conversing as friends as there was far, far more to their relationship than just that, Annie eyeing his body and fluttering her eyelashes at her sweetheart. Edward, to his credit, played the part of the perfect gentleman throughout, barely even looking at her shapely legs, although he was by no means ignorant to her attire.

As always, it was up to Annie to make the first move, closing the distance between them as he lifted a spoon to this mouth to taste the delicious concoction he was still in the process of cooking up.

“Maybe you should put that to the side," she breathed, winding her arms around his neck as she draped her body up against his. “It's about time you enjoyed your puppy again, isn't it?"

And what man would have turned her down, Edward tipping his puppy's chin up to his with a growl, kissing her warmly and deeply as his own body and lusts well and truly rose to the occasion.

“Oh, but I already had something else in mind," he murmured, his heart hammering in his chest as she leaned into him, drawing rise to an inner desire. “Come."

He could be dominant, if only in part, and Annie dropped to all fours, obediently playing the part of the puppy she truly was, the role that she had picked out for herself long ago. They didn't have to leave the kitchen but the little cushion and purple collar that he'd laid out for her in the hallway, along with a miniature competition sheet denoting the record of a dog 'show' to come that she bounced before on her hands and knees, eyes alight and tongue more than happily lolling out.

“For me?" She yipped, wiggling her buttocks as if she really did have a tail to wag already. “Oh, you're so sweet!"

He grinned and took her hands in his own, although Annie only rocked up slightly as if she was a canine standing on their hind legs, trying to get up to the same height as their master but not quite able to reach.

“I said I was going to make your birthday special, didn't I, puppy?"

And that was all it took for her to whimper, the first curling of change rising through her as if something very physical was shifting within the confines of her chest. Annie whined and sat back on her haunches even as her nose softened, face pushing out into the distinct shape of a canine muzzle, slowly and simply changing from the head down, her body responding to the call of a lover as she'd always known it would. His clothes fell to the floor as she shrank, wriggling out of what she had on before it grew too late to slip free, ruining the expensive garments that were only designed to titillate and, well, could be well enough used to catch his eye at another time. A canine, after all, was never wasteful, regardless of which form she was currently in.

Edward could not have resisted her, his shirt unbuttoned and trousers on the floor, shoes kicked aside – everything was all in a rush but that was just the way it was supposed to be on the hardwood of his hallway as he laid the naked woman-dog back, her head on the cushion and the collar latching firmly around her neck. Back where it belonged, the collar seemed to gleam in place as he kissed her fiercely, her muzzle sprouting hair as she yelped and tried to meld her blackening lips to his even as they stretched into their true shape. For Annie would never quite feel as home as she did as a dog, caught up in her world of pup play and submission of her own design, wriggling and whimpering as the changes swept further and further down her body.

Her breasts, unfortunately, had to disappear, pulling back into her chest as it became stronger and firmer, rounding into the barrel of a dog as even the tan and black fur prickled into existence, ears perking up into points atop her head in the wake of it. Annie's eyes were just as intelligent as ever and her tongue would have most certainly have been lolling out of her mouth if he had not been kissing her so fiercely, fingers curling into her fur as it fluffed out, racing down the length of her body. Her nipples pricked back into existence down the line of her stomach and he groaned as his fingers tweaked them, cock hard and throbbing and glistening with pre-cum.

It would have been impossible to resist her even if he'd had any inclination whatsoever to do so, Edward needing Annie even more as she became the puppy that he'd always wanted. Her German Shepherd coat covered up some of the changes in her body as he drew back with a gasp, leaning over her as he supported himself on arms that trembled just a little bit more than he would have liked to admit. But he couldn't do anything about something like that in the heat of the moment, groaning as she panted heavily, tongue flicking wetly out over her teeth, which had all pulled into the points of sharp canines. Of course, her pussy had not yet transformed into the sexy spade of a canine as yet but that was a small fact that most certainly was not about to stop him from pushing into her, her cunny dripping and ready for him even as her legs pulled up, bones readjusting themselves, and her soft folds tucked in.

And she was as exquisite as ever, the dog-woman's warmth wrapping around him as she whimpered and he gasped, their lips coming together lustfully once more. It was impossible to not kiss her sloppily what with her long tongue, saliva trickily messily, and yet somewhat cutely, from their lips as they enjoyed one another to the fullest. As he pushed into her, groaning deep in the back of his throat, Annie's cunny changed around him, pulsing and clenching and shifting as she became a canine truly and fully, whimpering and wriggling on her back for him to fuck her. There was still the matter of her paws to come, tipping the end of her legs as she wriggled them cutely and flexed her newly forming toes, and he laughed breathlessly, giddily, as he massaged them, pushing them gently between his fingers to tease and squeeze ever so lightly between each and every last one of them.

The tail was one of the last things to change as her cunny squeezed around him, sprouting out from the base of her spine as her bones clicked into place, spine twisted into a shape of the canine persuasion and fur thickening in all the right places. It flushed out down the full length of her tail as Annie cried out, her voice entirely that of a canine, although she retained her human intelligence, becoming something more than she ever could have felt herself to be on just the two legs.

She was home.

Her breath caught, canine heart beating frantically as he drove into her, thighs on the ground and torso arched up as he supported himself over her, powering in with smooth, demanding strokes. Fingers finding her collar, he curled them possessively around it, although neither of them would have really debated at all over who was really leading their frenzied liaison. No, Annie was a pup who knew just what she wanted and, well, Edward was just as keen to give it to her, even if there was an element of leading from the bottom at play between them. Better to just relax and thrust into the German Shepherd's spade, face twisted into a grunt as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him with each and every stroke of his cock.

They kissed again, bodies working and writhing together in intimate lust, collar tugging at Annie's neck. She never felt as whole and serene as she did in her canine form, her body primed for lust and pleasure, right where she was supposed to be. And she couldn't have stopped herself either from climaxing so soon, the chord of lust within her chest drawing itself tighter and tighter as she tried to hold back but completely and utterly failed with his cock grinding into her depths so sweetly and hotly. That spire of pleasure plundering her warmth pushed Annie right up and over the edge as she howled, head falling back onto the cushion with the little doggie sign-up sheet beside her. It turned out that, at least not yet, they hadn't needed his little dog show plan after all.

That didn't mean that they couldn't have fun with it later, however, and really put her through her paces…

With that thought in mind, Annie squirmed on his shaft, a hind paw coming up against his stomach and chest but by no means pushing him off her as she held her twists back enough to control her body. That didn't stop her slit, however, from flexing and pulling around him as if her canine body was trying to milk her lover for every last drop of seed he could possibly give her and a low curse burst from his lips as he drove in, hips work quickly and furiously to drive himself too to a sharp burst of orgasm, although his groan of pleasure was a great deal lower and thicker than hers. Where Annie howled, he gave a long, drawn-out groan in the back of his throat, seed pumping and spurting to fill her with a creamy, messy load that his own thrusts lewdly forced out along the sides of his shaft.

But he could not control his lust like her and kept thrusting and thrusting as orgasm claimed his mind even more so than the sexy puppy who had taken him as her own, her master of sorts, each thrust coming with a fresh, intoxicating rise of pleasure. More and more seed poured into her, although it was mostly just what was being forced out of her that drew a lewd squelch from where their bodies joined, a messy creampie forming around his shaft as he moaned and rolled his head from one shoulder to the other. Dinner was still cooling on the side of the stove, just moved in the nick of time, but he had a feeling that it would be a while still before they got to it.

Edward didn't mind that. Actually, he didn't mind that one bit.

Kissing her deeply, his cock throbbed within her, barely softening as his overly sensitive skin ached for more as much as it needed relief, a break from the overwhelming sensation that threatened to spill over. He could not stop himself and neither did he want to either as he grinned down at his yapping puppy, her hips wriggling as she begged him to continue.

There would be plenty more fun where that came from!