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Joseph struggled to keep up with the horse that was trotting in front of him, doing his best to not sound as if he were panting under his breath and his lungs were burning. His father would tan his hide if he thought that he was wearying, he had to prove that he was man enough to take the pace without complaint. It didn't help that his lungs ached from the smoke he had inhaled, he had already spit up a few blackish bits of soot, but it had been worth it. For the first time he hadn't been forced to stay behind when his father went out, he had gotten to go with him and see first hand what was being done. He'd learned first hand just how they could be driven off with a little effort and time, and he knew the feeling of power.

He had always wanted to go out like he had tonight, but his father had always held him back. It didn't matter that he was seventeen and old enough, he was treated like a child that had to tend the farm and the dogs. His mother had passed away six years ago, it was just himself and his father, his older sister had married and gone North. He often toyed with the idea of trying his luck somewhere else, but he never did, he always returned, he was always drawn to the life his father led. He used to be a breaker for the local plantation, working on breaking the colts and horses as well as the occasional slave that had issues. Though, mostly he had kept to the animals as the war had broken out, it was still appealing to Joseph, the idea of pitting himself against an animal and besting it, especially one as powerful as a fighting dog or stallion, it appealed to him.

"GET YOUR ASS MOVING!" His father snarled out and he felt a sudden sting against his shoulder, he yelped out and ran forward, panting shallowly as he saw the lights of the farm house. "Take care of the dogs!"

"Yessir!" He chirped back, and ignored the sullen feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was still treated like a child here, tending the massive mastiff dogs that his father kept.

"And you leave Brutus and Tidus alone! I know you've been pickin' at them!" The last world was snarled with a hint of a threat that made him bristle.

He restrained his temper all the way to the large barn that stood a reasonable distance from the welcoming glow of the house. The moment the horse was heard the dogs began snarling and barking, loud baritone voices that erupted from the depths of the barn and rippled through the night air. It made him flinch a little as the sound echoed and his father let out a snarling reprimand before dismounting his horse and tossing his son the reins. The dogs had been locked up all day, three of them were getting primed for a fight which meant that they were kept in the small cages with no food to rile them up. His father hated dealing with the dogs on the day to day part of things, he preferred having them fighting and earning the money that was won in the ring. Scooping up shit every day and giving out small rations of food meant nearly losing his fingers half the time. He was damned tired of it.

It had been more interesting to be a part of the raid, at least that had been able to see the damned people that were involved in the disappearance of several high placed men being put in their place. It made him think back to only last year and how his friends and himself had managed to sneak away to Slidell when his parents weren't paying attention. At the time it had been just to go gaming and get something to drink, but they had found something even more enjoyable along the way. Liddy worked the red light district selling her body for whatever cash she could scrap by. She hadn't been truly black, her skin had been a deep tan with just a hint of paleness that had made her acceptable for a bit of fun. Even thinking about about her, his body flushed hot as he walked through the barn and the barking dogs, his eyes lidded ever so slightly.

She has been been absolutely perfect, they had had their way with her several times, it had been too delicious for words to have her moaning and writhing under him. It had all been good fun, until she'd tried to bargain for more money than she'd originally told them. She'd been greedy, digging for whatever money she could get, she had deserved what had happened to her. She had deserved to be left in the gutter to learn her lesson. They couldn't be trusted and they certainly couldn't be allowed to act as the whore had acted. And... if Joseph was being honest with himself, he had savored putting her in her place. Her passion was delicious, but the way she had struggled against him, the way she had cried when they'd pinned her down.... He let out a low sound in his throat, his thoughts only broken when one of the dogs snapped out at him, bodily throwing himself against the cage door.

"Stupid fucking mutt." He smacked the metal wire with a rod, hearing the satisfying yelp as the metal caught the sensitive nose. "Shut up!"

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It hurt, Abeni's joints ached and popped as she pressed herself close to the cold wet grass and panted shallowly to herself under the sliver of silver moonlight. Her body was hot and mobile, changing and shifting as the power poured over her and relentlessly changed what she looked like. Her lips pushed out, her nose was growing broader and spread open as fangs curled down to nearly bite against her tongue. Every breath came out in short pants, shallow bursts that she tried to subdue as the dogs inside the building staring barking louder, snarling and lunging this way and that against the cage bars as they sensed what their master could not. Her fingers began to retreat backwards as her nails began to grow thicker and larger, curling towards the tapered points so that they clattered against the loose gravel. Her eyes flashed open as her back arched and she felt fur sliding out, coating her body in a thick heavy scruff as her nose shifted.

The world erupted in scents she had never experienced before, her ears tipped backwards as they grew larger and she shuddered after a few moment. She had never imagined she would do this, that her body could be changed and shifted, but it seemed the spirit she had called up had no qualms about changing her when the need arose. She had been drawn here by the scent of blood on the air, the sweet coppery scent that had made it hard to think. It was blood that called for justice, blood that called for someone to be punished. As she followed the knowledge grew, the need to find the person grew, her control was slipping to the being inside of her, being overwhelmed with the need to lay chase. And this time was different.

She arched her back and let out a high pitched whine as her haunches began to form as well, the pressure grew along her haunches as a plumed tail curled up and over her back. The world became more defined as she drew in a breath, she could see everything even in the darkness as the being controlled her change. She had been holding herself back, going through the motions and not truly understanding the justice that they preformed for herself, and for others. She needed to be more involved, to understand why they were doing what they were doing. The harsh scent of blood grew on the air as she continued to change, and in her mind's eye she saw the boy in the barn and what he had done. It went beyond simply going to the raid, it went deeper and more sinister.

As her muzzle continued to form, her body growing heavier, she could feel her insides roiling and changing. The shifting had her snarling out in a rough voice, her tongue curling upwards, her mind flooded with what had happened to the woman this... boy had helped humiliate, hurt, abuse. Her body cast in the alley, naked and cut from a knife that had marked her legs just to hear her cry out. She had been hurt so badly that she was torn inside, bleeding as she curled up and the laughter of the group echoed down to her. She had wanted to die, that poor woman, she had wanted to pass out of the world, but her treacherous lungs had continued to draw breath, her chest rising and falling. There was no peace for her, not then, not when her stomach had started to swell, and this boy... this boy had savored the experience.

The red wolf shuddered as her hands became heavy paws, her body thickening as her head lifted up and she breathed in the night air. And that wasn't all, her loins were shifting, the weight growing along her belly in an unfamiliar sensation as the heavy sheath began to form and slide along her navel. His navel. He felt the way it swayed back and forth as the weight of two orbs began to drop down between his powerful hind legs. He wrinkled his lips back and tasted the scent of male musk on the air. He hadn't been given his full attention to his new purpose, he had been neglecting it. The spirit that possessed him wasn't going to let him forget it, not today, he would become more involved, and the boy inside of the barn would pay for what he had done.

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Joseph was in the midst of closing up the cage of puppies, ignoring their whimpering attempts to get attention as he did so, when there was a low growl that ran through the barn. He hated when they had puppies, he almost felt sorry for them when they were that small and it would be months before they were able to be properly trained and handled. He looked away from them, trying to pick out which dog was snarling, but there was only an eerie silence as nearly all of the dogs were frozen and staring at the barn door. Some were bristling, the fur along their back jutting up in a line while they bared their teeth, others pulled back and were trying their best to make themselves small. He half expected his father to come walking in given their reaction, but there was no one.

He finished up, and was walking towards the front door when the growl spilled out again, lower this time and he froze as there was movement just out in the darkness. Something padded into view, a dark head was lowered in the shadows as the canine stepped into the door way and there was another snarl. One of the dogs had escaped their cage. Fear made him freeze, his hand gripping the length of metal pipe in preparation for striking out against the beast that was standing out in the darkness. He knew that he would only get one chance to stop the dog from attacking and he would have to be lucky to get it with the metal rod before the teeth connected with him, but he had to try. The dog snarled again, the thick ruff of fur bristled along the neck and shoulders as it took a step forward.

"Easy, boy..." Joseph murmured, trying to stop the fear from tinging his tone while he stepped forward and swung the bar back and forth. The form only snarled again and stepped forward, showing the tall leggy outline.

It wasn't a dog. No dog had legs like the beast did, nor the compact thickly furred body. In the partial light he could see the rusty red furred face that was regarding him on a long powerful looking muzzle. The teeth were flashing white under the black edged lips, the nose wrinkled back while amber eyes glared at him and the wolf snarled out again. A wolf, a real wolf, not one of the northern dogs, but a massive beast that was walking towards him with one slow step at a time. Joseph swallowed roughly and stumbled backwards as the dogs in their cages started to snap and snarl angrily. The wolf was large, larger than most of the pit dogs in the barn, with heavy paws and a tail that stood straight up behind it. There was no fear or submission in the creature's demeanor, only anger as the teeth snapped at the air again roughly.

He made a bolt towards one of the empty cages, intending to lock himself in it to keep the wolf at bay, but the creature lunged forward with a snarl. There was a flash of rusty red fur in the darkness, a glimmer of teeth before Joseph was thrown back against one the cage doors, his entire body shuddering with the impact as he tried to keep himself balanced by reaching back to grab the edges of the stiff metal. The paws hit against his chest and shoulders, tearing against him with blunt claws before teeth snapped out and caught his arm, sinking and tearing past his shirt while he let out a helpless scream. In the end, the cage door bowed behind him as the wolf dragged him to the ground, shaking his arm back and forth as if he were little more than an oversized toy.

I'm going to die here... The terrified thought came as the teeth worked up higher and yanked him back away from the cage door, dragging him along the ground.

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No, no you won't... A voice hissed through his mind, running through his body while the teeth seemed to burn as they held his arm.

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The amber eyes were inches from his own as the wolf released him, nearly spitting out his arm in disgust before stepping backwards. There was disdain in those eyes, intelligence and anger that he couldn't comprehend, making him withdraw with his arm pulled in close to his body. The throbbing ache was growing worse, sliding over him inch by inch, as if the very beating of his heart was driving it on. It made his chest tighten painfully while the blood trickled along his arm, spilling down towards his legs. Where it dribbled, the heat was spreading rapidly until he was finding it hard to breathe. He trembled as he looked down at his arm, ready to see the mangled limb from the wolf's teeth, he had felt them tearing into him after all.

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There were no wounds, though his sleeve was ripped apart and blood coated the fabric, there was nothing that gave a hint as to where it had come from. The wolf let out a low noise, an almost purr as he stared down at his fingers while they began twitching. The jerks and twitches, his palm pulled upwards as the contractions ran along his muscles and tendons, making him cry out in pain. His fingers curled roughly, the nails were thickening by the moment, darkening and growing tapered towards the tip while his bones began to ache. His fingers grew shorter, drawing backwards towards his knuckles as something dark blossomed against his white skin. Fur, there was fur sliding from the skin as the throbbing grew worse and his eyes blurred, he let out a rough cry and tried to stand up.

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The wolf snapped his jaws in front of Joseph, the fangs clacking together so that he jerked backwards to evade it and stumbled harder against the back of the cage. His hand was aching, his arm burning as other parts of his body began twist and change, turning and roiling as he rolled to his side. His changed hand became more pawlike, the fingers thick and padded along the underside. His claws clicked against the ground as he rolled over and braced himself on the arm, feeling his back arching upwards as places below his clothes were rapidly shifting as well. His breathing came out pained, before the wolf reached out and snagged right against his shirt and twisted it away roughly as he felt the fur coating up higher along his legs and arms.

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He didn't know what was happening, his fear was pushed away as there was a sudden snap when the shirt was twisted away with a ripping sound. The cool air rushed along the line of his back, and caressed his bare skin a the wolf pulled roughly against the material. He tried to fight it off, but there was no hope as he struggled to win his way free. His body was changing, his arm and shoulder were shifting, the joints popping as his thumb drew back to shift uselessly. He became aware that the fur was coating his chest and shifting right along his chest. His bones were changing, his chest was becoming deeper as his other shoulder started to change as well. It realigned itself as his wrist and elbow moved along his arms as he cried out, his teeth starting to ache in his jaws.

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A hot tongue swept along his shoulder and side, the teeth nipped at him as he writhed away. The wolf followed with a low growl, looming over him as the last of his shirt was torn away and dropped in strips laying to the side. His nose grew longer, his teeth slid downwards, curling and sharpening as they did so, making it impossible to work his tongue out from between them. His jaw was growing larger, extending outwards as he tried to pull away to one side, kicking with his legs as the hot tongue flicked down lower and pushed towards the small of his back. The thickness of the fur was growing along his chest, his other hand was changing as he scrabbled against the ground and let out a high pitched whine. What sort of horrible magic was this?

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The wolf snapped out, the teeth raked right along the curve of his ass as the teeth snapped down and yanked against his pants. He kicked out and twisted around, squirmed in place to try and evade the touch as pressure grew right along the base of his spine as the twisting grip started to tear against the material just as his shirt had been torn off. The pressure grew worse and something began to push out from him, the wolf's teeth left red welts along the edges of his skin as a tail pushed out and curled along the line of his back and higher up. He twisted his head around, his eyes flashing wildly as he saw the foreign appendage lifting up behind him, starting to be covered with fur as he was left gaping at it. His legs were aching, twisting and burning as his muzzle became longer and more tapered. His teeth was aching, his tongue was starting to grow larger and broader as he keened out.

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Bit by bit, the beast ripped away his pants, strips of it being torn off him as a massive paw suddenly pushed down and pinned him against the ground, the claws dug into him as he whined out breathily and tried to scrabble forward. The sharp teeth snapped against him, the welts growing as he tried to get up and away. His attempts to stand up were lost as his legs wouldn't hold him up, at least not properly. The world became louder, the smells sharper as his head became more narrow and he found himself looking out at a perfectly furred muzzle while his ears tipped back against his head and a twisting of the head nearly dragged him along the ground. The dogs were barking louder and louder, they were getting more worked up as Joseph twisted about and watched as his legs started to shift and change. His feet were growing larger, his legs stranger as his ankles moved up higher.

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The hot breath of the beast wast panting against him as he tried to kick back, rolling on his back to strike out while his ears pinned flat back on his head. The wolf's amber eyes were fixed on him, bright and eager as Joseph kicked out wildly, his toes curling slightly while his ears remained flat back against his head. A shudder ran down the line of his spine and he let out a keening noise as he stared down as the last bit of pink flesh on his body began to change. The fur coated his belly, it slid along his inner thighs, paler and finer than what was on his back, almost white. His toes became stiffer and shorter, the claws blunt and curled while he let out a noise under his throat. His attention going down to the most intimate part of his body.

The horror at seeing his body change was nothing compared to the changing along his loins. The slow shifting of his pink shaft that was resting on his lower belly as it grew shorter and thicker. It was drawing backwards steadily, the broadness fading as it retreated towards the swell of his balls. He recognized what he was becoming, he understood it was some sort of canine, he was bracing himself to see his girth shift and change into something else entirely. He looked at the forming sheath that began to form around the base, but it wasn't the way it was supposed to be. There was something off and wrong about the way it looked as it pulled backwards, it was too small, growing thinner by the moment as the lips at the base began to thicken around the edges.

The pressure was growing along his belly, tightening and roiling with a heat that was pounding through his ears and chest as he let out a whining cry. The wolf let out a low growl, stepping forward to lick roughly right against Joseph's inner hip, the eyes bright and alive looking as he tried to writhe away. The moment he did, the sharp teeth bit down, gripping roughly against his outer thigh so he cried out. Thick fat lips were growing right around the base of his diminishing cock, which was growing more sensitive by the moment. His legs drew upwards, jerking and kicking out roughly to try and get the animal back, but he was only given another firm nip, pinching the smooth flesh roughly so that Joseph was forced to hold still, shuddering and trembling.

His balls were pulling upwards, tightening as his stomach rippled and clamped down, something was changing within his lower belly. He let out a high pitched whine, his tongue flicking out briefly as he arched his back in reaction as he felt something starting to grow low his loins. His orbs were tightening up, painfully so, almost to the point that he could barely suck in a breath. There was a push upwards, nearly a painful one, it brought him upwards and he cried out. The wolf growled about the former man, the tongue flicked out again, swiping upwards in an intimate touch that made him twist away in shock. The tongue swept up over her folds, pushing against the swollen outer lips and drove forward with a rough sweep, the tip wedged and pushed between the folds, making her yelp out wildly as her balls drew up entirely.

She lost every bit of her control as she felt her stomach rippling, the orbs pulling upwards to a place that they never should have been. The tongue pushed roughly forward and swept right along her folds, dragging over them, sweeping this way and that. Her inner walls started to clamp down around nothing, her paws writhing out as the wolf let out a low baritone rumble. The tongue swept out again, flicking out and pushed against the outer folds, dragging forcefully this way and that, the breath came out in a hot tickle. Her ears went hot and red, her eyes flashing wildly as she writhed onto her belly, trying to get away from the muzzle that was pushing closer to her, the hot breath of the beast that made her snarl back wildly.

The muzzle suddenly plunged forward beneath her tail, shoving roughly right against her newly formed folds and swiping upwards and pushing them apart. She felt the slimy heat wedging the walls apart, curling and flicking roughly right along the outer lips and curled upwards in a powerful sweeping stroke. Her stomach twisted painfully, her breathing came out in a rush as the powerful paw shoved down against her haunches and pushed in deeper and harder. The tongue was straining into her virgin passage, curling and sweeping, dragging through the inner walls in a way that made her entire body shudder and shake, her eyes squeezing shut as she let out a keening sound low in her throat, the teeth pressed lightly on either side of her folds.

It was horrible, invasive, humiliating and she could feel the way that her body was being stroked and caressed. The light curls of the tip plunged inwards deep and hard enough that she could barely catch her breath. She let out a short noise, a trembling whine as the tongue curled upwards and she felt wetness oozing out around the edges, and it wasn't simply saliva. It was oozing out around the edges as his hips were jerked up higher in the air. Her toes curled against the ground, she tried to squirm this way and that, jerking out from under the touch as the tongue plunged in deeper. It pushed right up against a barrier and ground against it, her walls closed down tightly, squeezing and contracting before she launched herself forward. She let out a harsh snarling cry and swung around, snapping her jaws right in the wolf's face as she retreated.

The dogs were no longer barking, there was a tension in the room that had her ears pinned flat back to her head as she swung around to face her strange attacker. The wolf's jaws were parted, the long tongue was hanging down and bobbing up and down while he let out a low noise, his tail swaying back and forth behind him. The dogs were sniffing the air, their eyes locked on her as she tucked her tail down between her legs and started to edge backwards step by step, her breathing came out in short shuddering bursts as she felt a warmth flowing over her, pounding and throbbing along her loins as the wolf stalked her. His nose was working, the quivering, sucking in deep full breaths while Joseph looked around the room wildly, trying to find an exit.

The wolf wasn't snarling and ready to kill her, there was nothing like it, he had an eagerness about him as he watched her, the intelligent eyes almost cruel as they looked over her hotly. He wanted her for other things beside killing and eating her, and in that moment, Joseph only felt terror. She would have been happier if the wolf was merely trying to kill her. She would have rather died than face the wolf looking at her so eagerly, something dark red jutting beneath the furred belly and chest. He took a step forward with his tail held up high, wagging slowly back and forth as he curled his lips back just a touch, showing his fangs.

BAM!!!

The floorboard between them erupted in splintered wood and the sound of a gun going off nearly made her go deaf and the wolf in front of her jumped back with a snarl. His teeth flashing wildly as the gun erupted again and Joseph scrambled back away from the shot as her father stepped into the room. He held the rifle up, aiming it right at her while there was a flash of red fur bolting past her. She didn't even have time to do more than lunge towards the partially open cage next to her before the gun opened up again with another series of shots. Her father turned around with a curse as the male wolf bolted out of the opening and fled into the night, the cracking shots after the retreating lupine. Joseph flattened her ears and huddled back against the walls, her ears held back.

"Fucking son of a bitch!" Her father snarled. "JOSEPH! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE! You can't even lock up the fucking door!"

Joseph whined out under her breath, her entire body shuddering as the door slammed shut and the old man turned to glare at the cages suspiciously. His eyes didn't travel for long before they flicked down to where she was crouched against the wall, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she went still at the way the eyes narrowed and the lips twisted up in instinctive hatred. She let out another whimper as the man lunged forward and slammed the butt of the gun against the partially open cage door. The crack of it made her jump back with a yelp as the latch was hammered home and the older man peered at her through the metal.

"Well well, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" He snarled down at her. "Aren't you a little coward?"

_It's me! _ She snarled out, snapping her jaws rapidly at him, her tail tucked down low as he moved around the front of the cage and peered at her.

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"At least the little shit didn't make this a total loss.." He continued to glare down at her, weighing her as she huddled back. Those eyes looked her over again and she snarled out, making a lunge forward, only to have the man hammer a fist against the cage. "Settle down, bitch. You're not going anywhere."

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Oh god... Joseph trembled in place, watching as the lock was closed with a resounding noise, leaving the former boy trapped with the rest of the fighting dogs.