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Teaching Loyalty

Tony and Janet, a married couple of two years now, had always been an odd pairing in the eyes of their friends and family. Janet was a responsible, hardworking and productive member of society while Tony on the other hand, was lazy, unemployed and had no ambition. Despite his shortcomings, Janet found some redeeming qualities in him that may not have been obvious to other people. One could say they were the perfect example of that age old cliché, "opposites attract."

Unfortunately for Tony, what charms he had were a finite resource and Janet was beginning to grow weary of being the only one who had actual responsibilities in the relationship. Also, in the past months Janet had noticed some strange behavior that gave her some strong suspicions that Tony was cheating on her. That was the last straw for Janet, she would be making some much needed changes in their relationship even if that meant revealing a side of herself that she had managed to keep hidden from him.

What Tony didn't know was that Janet was a witch. She wasn't one to use her abilities for malicious purposes, unless, of course, she was provoked. In this case, her ongoing issues with Tony gave her some legitimate reasons to step in and use said abilities. She did not take this decision lightly, and had mulled over her options for awhile before setting to work on creating some special enchantments just for him. She had never been as gifted as her siblings when it came to these areas, so this was not a quick nor easy task, but she managed. After weeks of preparation, Janet was ready.

The morning was a morning like any other. Janet got up, roused Tony from his deep slumber, otherwise he would sleep until noon, got ready for work and sat down at the table with her cup of coffee. After a few moments, Tony appeared in the kitchen and slowly shuffled to the table.

Janet watched him with indifference as he settled in a seat across from her. "So Tony, did you call and follow up on that job you were telling me about?" She asked between sips of coffee.

Tony yawned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before answering. "Not yet, but I'll be doing that today."

Janet said nothing, she could see right through his lies, she was so used to him disappointing her at this point that it was just second nature to take everything he said with a grain of salt.

"Well," she continued after a moment of silence. "I'll be at work late tonight, do you think you could get that done, then do some cleanup around the house before I get back?"

"Sure, I can do that," Tony answered sluggishly.

Oh I'm sure you can, but you won't, Janet thought. She would have said this, but she wasn't interested in having that conversation this morning. Instead she just nodded and walked to the sink.

Tony was left sitting there with a dumbfounded look on his face. He expected Janet to fly into some rant about his lack of responsibility, but it never came, although that was just fine with him.

"Alright, gotta go!" Janet said, kissing Tony on the cheek and snapping him out of his stupor.

"Well that was strange," Tony said after he heard the front door close behind Janet.

He was so accustomed to being chewed out first thing in the morning, but she hadn't said anything and just left for work. She had even kissed him on the cheek before leaving, which was quite out of character for her. Despite the oddity of it all, he decided not to dwell on it. He knew that her anger with him was warranted, he was a creature of habit and his habits were not healthy ones. On one hand, he wanted to change, but no matter how many pep talks he was given there was a part of him that just didn't want to let go of his old ways.

Today he wanted to show that he could change. Tony picked up his phone and stared at it for a moment. His original intention was to follow up on the one job application he had actually submitted, but something on his phone caught his eye. It was a text from one of his gaming buddies.

Tony pondered his options for a moment. A nice gaming session sounded like just what he needed to start his day. He would only play for an hour or two and then get back to job hunting. What could be the harm in that?

Meanwhile...

Janet pulled into the shopping center only a few miles away from the house. She didn't actually have work for another few hours and she wanted some time to procure some final items for her plan. Her first stop was the pet store.

"Hi there, is there anything I can help you with?" Janet heard as she entered the store.

Janet looked at the young man in front of her with a smile. "Yes, can you show me to your dog collars please?"

"Of course, if you'll just follow me," Said the employee, leading her to a back wall with collars of all sizes.

"Thank you," Janet smiled, turning to take a look at the collection.

"New dog?" The employee asked, trying to strike up some friendly conversation.

"Something like that," She answered, giving him a devious smirk.

The man swallowed hard, trying not to think of the possible implications that her answer brought about.

"Oh! This one will do just fine..." Janet said, grabbing a sturdy, leather collar from the rack.

She stared at the thing with sick fascination. Although it was no more than a simple collar, it was rife with possibilities.

"Was there, uh, anything else you needed?" The employee managed to ask, breaking Janet's line of thought.

"Oh no, I can find everything else on my own, thanks for your help," Janet said, already making a beeline for some leashes she had seen on the way in.

Janet spent more time in the pet store than she originally intended, but after her shopping spree, she had grabbed all of the essentials.

As she loaded everything into the car, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for the amount of excitement she was feeling considering what she was about to do to Tony. The thought was a fleeting one however as she thought back to the whole reason she was doing this in the first place. She steeled herself.

There's no backing down from this, he's going to learn some much needed lessons, whether he likes it or not...

_ _ Some hours later...

"Oh god, she's really going to kill me this time..." Tony said, panic rising in his voice.

The time was nearly eight and he had not done anything other than play video games with his friend. He had not been job hunting, submitting resumes or even cleaning the house like he had promised and he knew he would be in for it once Janet arrived.

As if on cue, Tony heard the roar of an engine in the driveway, which was quickly followed by a deafening silence. He stared at the door for what seemed like an eternity before Janet stepped inside.

"Hi hun," Tony managed to squeak out.

Janet looked around and to no surprise found that the house was still a mess. An urge to greet her husband with a fit of rage rose inside of her, but she didn't let it overtake her.

"Hi," she smiled and waved. "How was your day?"

"F-fine," he shrugged, unsure if she was just playing games with him.

"Good to hear," She said before kissing him almost begrudgingly. "I got a gift for you today," she then said, brightening a bit.

Tony wrinkled his brow in confusion.A pleasant greeting and a gift? What the hell is going on?

"Uh, you did? What is it?" Tony dared to ask.

Still beaming, Janet pulled the collar out of her purse and presented it to Tony. Tony just gave her a bewildered look.

After a moment he asked, "Are we getting a dog?"

"No, it's for you," Janet laughed, seeing the irony of the situation. "I felt like we could, you know, spice things up a bit?"

"Hmm, interesting. I didn't know you were into pet play," Tony said, his voice tight with apprehension.

Oh, she had him now.

"Will you try it on for me?" Janet pleaded.

"Oh so I'm the pet then?" Tony said, smirking. "Alright, alright, I'll humor you," Tony submitted, loosening the strap on the collar.

As he fastened it to his neck, a satisfied smile spread across Janet's face. He was just too easy.

"Well? How does it look?" Tony asked, trying his best to hide his reddening face.

"Just perfect..." Janet said, her mind racing with all of the possibilities. First thing was first though, she had to test his response to her demands. "Now sit!"

Tony laughed at this. Although he was wearing the collar, he had no intent of playing the submissive pet in this roleplay.

"I am not going to-" he protested, but he suddenly felt his body moving without his consent, intent on following the demand.

Try as he might to stop it, he could not keep his body from lowering itself onto the floor.

"Wha- what the hell is going on?!" Tony exclaimed.

"It works! It actually works!" Janet blurted out, practically quaking with excitement.

"Janet, w-what the hell are you talking about? What is happening to me?" Tony seethed, his voice wavering with fear and frustration.

Janet glared at him.

"Something that should have happened months ago. Now be silent, you're starting to give me a headache!"

"But-" Tony started, his mouth snapping shut before he could continue.

"I'm sure you have many questions for me right now. 'Why?' would likely be the first, but I shouldn't need to explain, besides, it would only spoil all of my fun," Janet said, smiling deviously at her immobile and speechless husband.

Tony's mind raced, there was nothing he could do or say to defend himself and no amount of rational thought could work out how Janet was able to control him like this.

"If you haven't guessed by now, you're under the influence of magic, mine to be exact," Janet explained, taking great pleasure in Tony's distraught facial expressions as he came to terms with what he was being told. "And with it you are going to be my new pet, whether you want to or not."

Tony was trembling now. What Janet was saying was impossible, but here he was, sitting on the floor like a dog unable to move or speak. This was simply beyond his comprehension.

"Oh don't give me that pitiful look, just do everything I say without question and this will go smoothly for you. If you don't... well let's keep that a surprise."

Tony cast his gaze away from Janet's cold glare, glad that he had maintained control over one part of his body. The little solace he gained from this discovery was quickly shattered when Janet's voice pierced into his thoughts again.

"Why don't you go grab me some water?" Janet demanded, snapping her fingers.

Tony was about to protest that moving wasn't possible, but quickly found that he had regained control of his body. He saw that Janet was turned away from him, rummaging around in her purse and a moment of clarity struck him. This was his chance to escape. He turned toward the front door and bolted at it without a second thought.

Janet calmly turned to face her fleeing husband and demanded him to "Sit!" in a stern voice.

Tony was forced to a dead stop, despite his struggles.

"That's strike one," Janet said, snapping her fingers.

Tony felt the collar tighten around his neck and a sudden jolt of pain coursed through his spine. The vertebrae shifted uncomfortably under his skin and pressure built at the seat of his pants. Tony grimaced and looked at Janet with a pleading expression, silently begging for the mounting pain to cease. He would have no such luck. Instead his pleas were answered with the sound of tearing fabric as his tailbone forced its way out of the confines of his pants.

Janet watched Tony's elongating spine with absolute fascination. She had seen transmutation spells in action before, but this was the first time she had been the one to administer the spell herself. Needless to say, she was transfixed.

Meanwhile, Tony craned his head and watched in horror as fine, white hairs prickled across the surface of the taut flesh. Then, with a sound that could best be described as POOF , the fine hairs suddenly exploded into a thick layer of soft, white fur. He looked at Janet, utterly bewildered.

"I didn't expect you to be so dull," Janet laughed. "I warned you about not listening didn't I?"

Tony wasn't sure how to react, he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he now had a tail. A damn tail! The sensation as he slowly learned how to flex the alien muscle only reinforced the reality of this situation.

"Aww, what a cute, fluffy tail," Janet teased. "Would you like a nice set of ears to go with that or are you going to start behaving like a good little pet?"

Janet's condescending statements were quickly getting Tony and he wanted nothing more than to tell her off, but she had already proven that this was no joke. If he screwed up like that again, he would surely be punished in a very similar fashion. He would just have to play along and obey, at least for now.

Janet looked at her husband expectantly, hoping for some form of retaliation, but he was rather docile now. Maybe she had finally scared some sense into him.

After allowing another tense moment to pass, Janet continued.

"Well okay then, I think it's time for bed. Let's go boy!" She said, standing aside and gesturing toward the stairs.

Tony found his ability to walk on two legs returned to him and climbed the stairs somberly, tail tucked between his legs.

That night, per the demand of Janet, Tony slept at the end of the bed. Needless to say, he didn't enjoy this kind of treatment. Sure he may deserve some form of punishment for being such a terrible partner, but this was ridiculous. No that wasn't right word. Impossible was more like it, but here he was...

He gave up trying to understand how this was even possible and started thinking about how to escape. The only thing he knew for sure was that the collar had something to do with her control over him. If he could get that off when she wasn't around, surely that would relinquish some control right? He had to try, but he was filled with dread at the thought of what Janet might do to him if he was caught. He quivered at the idea of being punished again and felt his tail try to squeeze its way between his legs again. Just the fact that the tail could even be called his in the first place made his head whirl and stomach turn.

What's stopping her from just turning me into a dog right now? Will I be able to talk or even think like a human when she's done with me?

These thoughts and many more like it kept Tony awake for what seemed like hours. Then, just when he thought he would never get any rest, a restless sleep finally took him...

The next morning...

"Rise and shine!" Janet exclaimed, attempting to rouse her snoozing husband.

As she expected, Tony did not move in the slightest, but she had prepared for this outcome and had a rather simple solution. An unnervingly loud SNAP emitted from Janet's fingertips and another wave of energy coursed through Tony's collar, jolting him awake.

Groggy and confused, Tony's voice came through slow and slurred. "What the hell is- agh!" the grogginess quickly wearing off as needle-like pain pierced his ears.

Tony looked up at Janet questioningly, but the strange and all too familiar sensation in his ears put an end to his confusion. He leaped up and felt around his ears frantically. He could feel their structures shifting under his fingers, then caught sight of himself in the closet mirror. The sight of his ear lobes stretching and flattening put an end to any doubts that he might have had about his situation.

Janet watched with glee as Tony's ears slid higher up on his head before folding over and drooping until they hugged either side of his face.

"Oops, almost forgot!" Janet said, mostly to herself, before snapping her fingers again. What followed was not entirely unexpected. Tony's canine ears prickled, and white fur sprouted across their surface. "Ahh, there we go! Now you'll have a much easier time hearing me and I must say they look adorable," She teased, yanking on his new ears.

Tony could only stare into the mirror at his ears, at Janet's smug smile, and at the tail lying on the floor next to him. There was so much he wanted to say and to do, but he knew that fighting this would only end badly for him. Instead, he sat in silence, his expression somber.

"Oh come now, don't be such a downer, it's all in good fun," Janet mocked. "Cheer up or I'll give you something else to complain about."

Upon that statement, Tony forced a smile.

"Better," Janet said, shooting him a smug grin. "Now I'd say it's about time for breakfast."

Though the mention of food made Tony's stomach growl, he didn't feel much like eating. Just the thought of trying to eat within Janet's eyeshot made him far too uneasy, but he had a feeling he wouldn't be leaving her sight anytime soon.

Downstairs, Janet was standing at the counter pouring herself a cup of coffee when she saw Tony enter and make for the kitchen table.

"Ah ah ah," Janet said, waggling a scolding finger at him. "You eat there."

Tony followed her finger to the floor and felt a wave of dread wash over him when he saw a dog bowl or rather his dog bowl. As he approached it, he felt a moment of respite when he saw that it was filled with cereal and not dog food like he had feared. Unfortunately, this did nothing to lessen the humility of eating like an animal.

Janet, meanwhile, sat at the table sipping her coffee and eyed Tony suspiciously. She was hoping Tony would do something stupid and make her morning more interesting. The events of last night had given her such a thrill that she could only think about how he could be punished next.

From his current position, Tony couldn't help but wonder where he had gone so wrong. His wife possessed abilities that he had only dreamed of and they were being used to mold him into her submissive pet. Maybe if he had done something differently, been more responsible or tried harder for work, they could have been exploring her magic in a more enjoyable setting for him.

He had to wonder though, for all of his mistakes, did he really deserve such a harsh punishment? Janet sure seemed to think so. In fact, she seemed to be an entirely different person from the Janet he thought he knew. Gone was the quiet, easy-going woman he had come to know and in her place, was a vengeful, merciless spirit.

"All through?" Tony suddenly heard Janet say, the unexpectedness of her presence making him jump.

Tony responded with a barely audible mumble.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that?" Janet pressed.

"I said yes!" Tony retorted, shooting a furious glance at Janet.

Tony's angry expression was quick to soften, however, once he realized the weight of his mistake. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Janet silenced him with a wave of her hand, then took Tony's bowl to the sink. He waited for some part of his body to buzz, his flesh to crawl with change, but instead Janet spoke to him calmly.

"So I have to leave for work in a few, so you'll have the house all to yourself for the day. Now while I'm gone, I want you to complete every task on this list before I get back," She said, placing a piece of paper on the table.

Tony stood, without casting so much as a glance in Janet's direction and shuffled toward the table, fiddling with his tail nervously. Upon viewing the list, Tony knew that completing every item by the end of the day was impossible, but the knowledge that he would finally be alone far outweighed this frightening realization.

"I'm sure I don't need to stress the importance of you completing everything on that list; do I my pet?" Janet said, waving a scolding finger in Tony's direction.

Tony knew what she was implying of course. There would be dire consequences for him when he inevitably failed to finish all of his assignments, but he hoped he would be long gone before then.

After leaving him to look over the list and taking what seemed like an eternity, Janet had finished getting ready. Tony watched her approach the front door with anticipation and his mood improved marginally once Janet's hand made contact with the doorknob. Unfortunately, Janet didn't open the door and leave. Instead, she turned to face him, a huge grin on her face.

"Before I go, I wanted to talk about your little... indiscretion. You know, when you raised your voice to me earlier. You should never raise your voice to your master," She said, her grin becoming a scowl.

Tony's blood ran cold. Oh no... I should have known she wouldn't just let it go, he thought, the hum of Janet's magic beginning to radiate from the collar.

It started as a dull throb in his neck and flowed down into his hands. The veins and skin pulsed visibly, the flesh writhing in all too familiar fashion. His thumbs were the first to fall victim. The joints popped and his most prized digits began to shrink, sliding down the side of his hands, soon to become nothing more than useless stubs. Tony stared at the useless appendages dazedly until the reality of his situation beginning to sink in. His hands would not be hands for much longer.

Only when his fingers became stiff and incapable of bending to even the slightest degree, did he open his mouth.

"Okay, okay! You've made your point! I'm sorry for talking back!" Tony pleaded, his tone growing more panicked as the magic began to warp the rest of his fingers.

Janet rose an eyebrow at her estranged husband. "Ahhh, it appears someone isn't above begging after all. Good, perhaps that means you're learning something," she said, flashing him that devilish grin again.

As he should have expected, his begging was very much in vain and the magic did not abate. A low, helpless whine rose in his throat as his fingers dwindled to thick, awkward nubs of flesh. Tony made desperate attempts just to flex what was left of his digits, but their function and form were no longer suited for gripping anything. As if this wasn't enough, his "hands" began to take on a more bestial form, the skin on their underside swelling and darkening. The flesh bulged outward unnaturally, becoming thick, canine paw pads.

Finally, after a few more agonizing moments, the pulsating in what had been his hands only moments ago went still, but was only replaced by a furious itching. The source of the itch was made apparent when a familiar coat of white fur covered the expanse of his paws.

"Aww, look at those cute little puppy paws!" Janet exclaimed, looking quite pleased with herself.

Tony was feeling a wide range of emotions, but pleasure certainly was not one of them. He stared awestruck at the things that Janet had so lovingly called "puppy paws" and dread cascaded over him. The previous changes had been something he could work around if he managed to escape from Janet's clutches, but this killed all hopes of an independent, normal life.

"Hey, why the long face? Do you not like them? I think they suit you quite well, besides dogs don't need hands..." At this, Janet's smug grin widened. "Though, I suppose these might get in the way of some things couldn't they?" She teased, squeezing one of Tony's limp paws.

Tony hardly registered any of Janet's smug remarks, he was still trying to cope with the loss of another portion of his humanity.

"Why?" he heard himself say, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

Janet rolled her eyes and said, "The pity me attitude again? You know, you should be more grateful. Not everyone has the privilege of experiencing life as another species." Then, after a moment of what appeared to be silent contemplation, she met his gaze and said "Perhaps, you just need to blow off some steam."

Her voice was sultry, clearly suggestive, and Tony was taken aback by the unexpected shift in tone.

This has to be a trick,_he thought. _Don't let her fool you.

Tony tensed his muscles nervously and made an effort to pull away from her, but Janet had other plans. She grabbed Tony by the arm and pulled him close.

"I have another secret..." She whispered into his ear, her hands probing until they found Tony's trembling paws. "I find paws very sexy."

To Tony's surprise, Janet guided one of his furred appendages to the hem of her jeans. Despite his desire to get away, he couldn't ignore the sudden bout of arousal that Janet's lewd action was bringing him.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Unbutton them," Janet commanded, her voice low and sensual.

Forced to comply, Tony desperately flexed his clumsy digits and fumbled at the pants-button. It didn't take him long to realize how ridiculous he must look and he stopped trying, his hands resting awkwardly on Janet's clothed crotch.

Janet sighed and glanced at her watch. "Oh my, will you look at the time, I've got to go and here I thought I was going to get a bit of love from my pet before I head off to work. How disappointing."

Tony's face burned with embarrassment and shame. He knew she had only wanted him to make a fool of himself, but that clearly hadn't been enough to stop him from thinking with his dick. Her aggression had turned him on more than he expected it to and he hated himself for it. Even now, his erection refused to quit, and he couldn't simply will it away.

Janet watched with delight as Tony fidgeted, trying his best to hide the erection tenting his shorts.

"You poor thing. So pent-up and no way to relieve yourself. If I had the time, maybe I would have given you a hand, but now you'll just have to settle for this."

Tony didn't even have a chance to react before Janet had sent another jolt of raw power ripping through him, and this one went straight to his groin. A mind-shattering wave of pleasure followed in the wake of Janet's magic and Tony's knees nearly buckled from the sudden intensity of it all.

"Wha-what the hell did you do to me?" Tony groaned through gritted teeth.

"Just making sure you're ready for when I get home. We're going to have some fun tonight and you won't keep your master waiting again will you?"

Tony shook his head meekly, deciding it would be a bad idea to even open his mouth at this point.

"Good. Well, have a great day!" Janet said, throwing open the door and stepping outside.

Tony watched her drive away from the living room window until she was completely out of sight. He expected to feel some sort of elation, but he knew nothing had really changed. Only now he was left alone with nothing but his thoughts, and these were disturbing to say the least. His head was swimming with vivid, sexual thoughts of his wife. He swear he could see her standing over him, her body encased in a tight latex dress and forcing him to service her in every way she desired...

Wait, was he actually enjoying the idea of being dominated by his wife?

Tony shook his head. "No, it's just another one of her tricks!"

He thought saying it would make it true, but try as he might, he couldn't convince himself otherwise. Then his paws were roaming, inching toward his crotch and slowly working at his turgid shaft. Slow, deliberate motions soon turned to quick, frantic ones as he desperately tried to rid himself of the furious hard-on Janet had so thoughtfully gifted him.

"C'mon, c'mon so close... AUGH!" Tony exclaimed in frustration.

He was right on the edge, but no amount of rubbing and touching could send him over.

Tony knew it was futile, Janet had done this just to screw with him. "That bitch..."

Despite his fury towards Janet, a part of him wanted her to come back. She would let him pleasure her and she would reward him with his own release. His tail wagged uncontrollably at the thought.

"Ugh, this isn't right..." he practically growled, trying to clasp his tail between his paws.

Sitting down on the couch, Tony tried to calm himself, but no amount of rational thought seemed to clear his hazy mind. He could only focus on the ebb and flow of the magic as it steadily surged through his manhood. Until Janet released whatever magical vice she had placed on him, he knew touching would only make it worse. As tempting as it was, he settled for clenching his teeth and trying to ride it out.

He sat there for awhile, just staring at the wall, trying to escape his own thoughts until a sudden wave of drowsiness fell over him.Without another thought against it, he laid out on the couch and shut his eyes, leaving the list on the table, incomplete. He could just do it later... right?