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On the fourth day of TFMas Kaevon gave to me,

Four mushing huskies

Three squawking birbs

Two yipping kobolds

And a werewolf who is knotty!

Watching movies is always a fun part of the holidays, and even if Balto isn't a holiday movie? The snow and good feelings it brings always puts TheBaseballFurin the Christmas spirit! And hey, watching a handsome sled dog certainly didn't hurt. TheBaseballFureven bought their own harness from a specialty shop to REALLY get in the mood…maybe in more ways than they expected!

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It was hard for Alex to contain his excitement when he got home. Parking his car in front of the house, he turned it off and hugged the newly purchased box close to his chest. There was a knowing twinkle in his eye, smiling with all the intentions of enjoying his new toy to the fullest extent for not just the rest of the night, but the rest of the holiday season! He punched in the code for the garage and quickly slipped inside, putting the box down on a workbench table before making sure the garage door was fully closed again. “A-alright…let's see what it looks like up close!" There was a clear sense of nervousness in his voice, hands dancing along the box as he traced the company's label: Winged Fox Fabrications. It was a new store that seemingly came out of nowhere, but considering he had a 'Christmas Shenanigans' party coming up and his friends decided to go as Santa's sexy reindeer? He figured he'd play along. It wasn't his usual go to, but the rest of his friends seemed really excited about it and he wasn't going to be the one to spoil the fun! And he'd been wanting to buy a harness for a long time anyway, so he just figured this was as good an excuse as any.

Alex quickly set to work on the tape securing the box, having just picked it up from the post office and wanting nothing more than to try it on. The flaps flipped open as he quickly unwrapped his prize, pulling out some of the packaging paper and liberally throwing it across the garage. He'd clean up later - what mattered now was that he made sure it fit and would work out for the party. It normally wouldn't be a problem…except Alex opted for a slightly different style than the rest of his friends were going for. It turns out that reindeer have very specific types of harnesses with sleigh bells and straps in certain places and all that. And when Alex took a look at it, he realized that he was probably the only person actually putting that much thought and effort into making his costume as accurate as possible. After all, they were dressing up as sexy reindeer. That was already fairly unrealistic, so why not buy a harness that more matched Alex's specific needs and interests? He thought that made perfect sense! And so when he was doing his web search to find the best fit, he made sure to adjust just one tiny insignificant detail.

As he finally unveiled the harness, he practically wiggled around in joy as he held the sled dog harness in his hands. It was a beautifully light blue color, reminding him of a fresh coat of snow lightly covering an iced over pond. And the material…the nylon straps were both rigid but incredibly soft, speaking to a level of craftsmanship that excited Alex to no end. He was partially worried about breaking the harness if he got too rough with it, but after holding it in his own two hands? He was feeling a lot better about it. The only thing that was left was trying it on. His face flushed heavily, knowing that he'd likely be wearing a lot less clothing when he wore it to the party…but for now, he'd just focus on the general fit. It was a bit of a tangled mess, straps going every which way with a number of clasps and rings that made him wonder how it would even be possible to get it on by himself. Peering quickly back into the box, he managed to dig out the instructions which were written on fairly faded paper in a script that almost looked like it was done by hand.

After reading the fairly intricate step by step instructions for how to wear it, Alex had laid it out on the table in the proper orientation. It was making more sense now, though there was a note he'd seen in the instructions that made him pause for just a moment. It seemed as if this was a female husky model, which he swore it said unisex when he bought it. Part of him was worried that meant it would be too slack in the chest and too tight between his legs, but he could always return it if he needed to. The important thing was to try it out, see how it fit, and then make the decision from there. Still, even now as he was looking down at the harness, there was a strange sense of nervousness and hesitation. Alex looked around, ensuring there was no one else in the garage with him almost as if on instinct. He knew there was no one there. It would be more concerning if there WAS someone there. But still…that strange chill that rushed down his back when he laid the harness out on the table made him feel just a touch more paranoid and concerned. Nibbling idly on his lip, he took in a deep breath before nodding to himself with a smile.

“It's alright, Alex. You've been looking forward to this, and it's just a harness! Don't like it? Then you don't have to wear it. Simple as that." And it was. There was no universal requirement that he and his friends all go dressed in the exact same way. And if wearing a harness really wasn't the fun maybe slightly kinky scene he was into? Nothing wrong with stepping away from it. Still, he wouldn't know if he didn't try. A hand stroked along the straps, admiring how clean and new it looked. Just the thought of putting it on was bringing some thoughts to Alex's mind. Hell, maybe having it be a female style would be kind of fun? A soft laugh escaped the back of his throat as he thought of some of the 'pictures' he'd perused in the past. Falling down to all fours while wearing a harness, becoming part of a sled dog team and…enjoying his new body. It may have been something he'd commissioned from more than a number of artists. So now that he had the harness, what was stopping him from living out some of those fantasies in a very small, harmless way? It was set - he was going to try it on now!

Deciding to take off his holiday sweater, Alex pulled the wool over his head before carefully folding it and resting it on the table, standing there in his white undershirt and jeans. His smile was wide, feeling like he'd be wagging if he really was a sled dog. “M-man, gotta stop that!" He laughed, feeling just the slightest twinge of arousal bubbling up as he took the harness carefully in his hand and lowered it to the ground. His feet went in first, stepping in the larger holes before pulling the straps up slowly. It felt like slipping into a comfortable pair of snow pants, the straps sliding up his legs as he shivered from the excitement. Two of them crossed where his legs met, a touch tight for him in the crotch but at least somewhat manageable. He kept pulling them up, a ring wrapping around his belly just under his chest before slipping his arms through the holes. They hugged just at his shoulder, a window of straps where the breasts would be before he held the last part up in slight confusion. It was a ring with a clasp and tag dangling along the front. This part wasn't in the picture…but he was guessing that since it was the 'dog' style that it was probably a built-in collar. Alex gulped nervously, feeling the tightness in his pants before he flushed harder. Secretly, he absolutely loved this. Even as his hand fumbled with the collar, he pressed the nylon up to his neck and let out a soft huff from the feeling. With another quick adjustment and a minor shift, he brought the two ends of the collar before-

• Click! -

It was secured.

And he let out a sudden shriek of shock.

There was a sudden pinch from the straps, though it wasn't at his neck. No…it was where those two straps met between his legs. Alex immediately looked down and noticed that nothing seemed to change. He was still incredibly horny and worked up with a notable tent in his pants. But…there -was- something different. As he looked down at himself, those straps tightened just a bit. It wasn't enough to be painful, but just enough for him to notice. Alex backed up against the table, hands pressed against the edge before he could no longer grip at it. He slipped, falling down to the floor before landing with a heavy thud on the concrete with a soft yelp. It was a noise he'd never made before, eyes going wide before he covered his mouth in confusion. And as if to make things worse, the garage was suddenly feeling so much hotter. What was going on?? Alex looked around, mouth opening as he panted with his tongue hanging over his lip and actually felt a light string of drool fall down onto his shirt. He tried to wipe it away, but something about his arm felt stiff. Awkward. Off. He tried to look at it as if that would explain what was going on, but something else immediately took his attention. His whole body tensed up, Alex shifting around as an unbearable heat rushed through his body like a fire racing from his feet to his hands. His head felt light. His vision was hazy. And above all else, he couldn't ignore how incredibly hot and slick it was between his legs.

Alex didn't even remember putting a hand between his legs, reaching into his pants as he was already stroking at himself. His fingers were already soaked in his need, his head leaning back as he panted and whined heavier. More and more he started to shift his hand around, eventually stroking at the space where his sac met his body as that was the most sensitive for some reason. And wet…slick…hot? His eyes opened as he realized something wasn't right, attention going to his legs as they were shifting out to the side in a strange way. A sudden jolt of pain in his waist struck at the same time, Alex sliding down to the floor as his jeans were straining and stretching. He let out a whine of confusion, trying to speak but finding it only came out as low growls and whimpers. His voice! And his hand! He couldn't grasp at his shaft anymore, fingers going stiff as they wouldn't separate anymore. His heart rate picked up, panic and confusion striking as he felt his stiff length actually twitching less and less. Getting softer. Getting…smaller. Pulling back toward his body. He couldn't understand what was possibly happening, shifting around as his pants began tearing at the waist before he saw something that made his whole body freeze.

One of his feet had fallen out of a shoe, and his food was thinning out under his sock with some sharp points pressing up into the front. They tore a sizable hole and showed Alex something that he couldn't believe. His toes. They had shifted. Not only that, but they looked…inhuman. Sharp, curved black claws pressed out the top of his toes where his nails previously were, but there was also a thin layer of hair growing up toward his foot. Though…it wasn't exactly a 'foot' anymore. The socks continued to tear to pieces as Alex's foot twitched out, his jeans and shirt straining at the same time as his foot kept changing out of his control. His heel pushed back into the air, the ball of his foot flattening a bit more as it reshaped itself into what he could only describe as a paw. And his other foot wasn't far behind. And…even his hand?? He pulled one in front of his face awkwardly while the other still worked himself into a heated state of lust, gasping as his thumb was moving back toward his hand and his fingers had merged together to a five-toed, black clawed, padded paw. And that's when it hit. This harness was a sled dog harness, so…

…he was becoming a dog?

As if to confirm that, his whole body erupted in another wave of that blazing inferno of pleasure, his thoughts tingling as he rolled down further onto the ground and laid on his back. His teeth grit together as he watched his jaw and nose stretch out in front of him with a mix of black and white hair…or rather, fur. He looked back down at himself before letting out an incredibly canine howl of a yelp, the waistband of his pants finally snapping as more tears and rips formed all along his legs. His muscles were shifting quickly, the denim falling off before something else pressed back against the already strained and broken waistband. His body shivered again, Alex following onto his side before the pressure at his spine made him cry out in another weak whimper of aching need. It was a tail. It had to be a tail. He could feel it already wagging and twitching as it continued to grow out further into the air. But above it all, Alex could see between his legs what had truly happened to his manhood. It definitely -had- pulled back toward his body, and even now he could only see the barest tip of his head as it turned a deep, dark ebony black. It slipped back between two large black parts of his body, his sac having shifted into what looked like a passage in a thick, black, glistening triangle that was practically burning from how turned on Alex was in that moment. It was a spade…and he realized that the female harness was living up to its name.

His whole body was shaking…though perhaps 'he' didn't quite fit anymore. No, her whole body was overwhelmed with that pleasure and heat screaming at her for more. Her ears stretched up into black points as her muzzle fully stretched out with a tongue lolling out in the air and drooling hungrily. She stretched her legs out, the last of her jeans and underwear tearing to shreds while her tail curled up into the air with a puffy coat of black and white quickly growing in. She knew she was becoming a husky. She didn't have to question it for a second, even as the fur rippled down her chest and multiple sensitive teats grew out in a parallel line from her chest. She whined and yowled without shame into the air as her shirt got caught in between her arms. They reshaped and reworked themselves while her hands were completely useless, already turned into paws as her wrists shifted to better allow for walking. Her paw pads grew in, fingers reshaping as her palms were dotted with soft, mottled paw pads. She watched as her entire body changed before her, and all she could do was shiver and whine as her first ever canine heat hit her like an explosion of need. It was almost literally mind melting, her eyes rolling up with a dopey lust-fueled expression on her face as her irises shifted to a mix of pale icy blue and deep chestnut brown.

But through it all, she had plenty of images and scenes of her own playing through her head. Being mushed as part of a sled dog team…stopping by a cave…being mounted by every single one of those dogs who all were former humans like her. And she loved every single second of it. The knotting, the biting, the scratching…it wasn't helping her in her current situation, front paws struggling to try and reach down toward her body as she couldn't pleasure herself in the same way. But it didn't matter - the heat was constantly bursting and rippling through her body like waves of liquid hot plasma washing along the shore before pulling back and spilling over again. Her body rounded out, ribcage shifting as the last of her fur grew in with one last shiver. Her spade felt like it was burning, practically aching from a lack of attention as Alex ran through scene after scene that she'd brought to life in her commissions. It was pushing her toward that edge way faster than she could comprehend, whining and whimpering and panting as the heat continued to wave and ebb and flow throughout every inch of her body. Even as the last of her fur grew in and the last bit of her nose took on its dark, black shade, she would've done anything for that release. To sate that heat. To have a knot under her tail, tying her and breeding her and fucking her as she kicked into the air, whimpered in aching need, and wriggled around on the garage floor until something snapped in the back of her mind and she couldn't hold back any longer.

Alex let out a howl louder than she'd ever heard in her life, hinds twitching as her tail curled up higher toward her back and she felt her whole body melt against the floor. She shivered with a weak whimper, twitching as that pulsing heat focused entirely between her legs and she rode the most wonderful, unbelievable climax she'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt in her life, unable to put thoughts to the sensations as her instincts went silent almost immediately and gave her this sense of fulfilling a need that went beyond lust. It was a silent calling. An eager twinge. An unspoken purpose fulfilled - climaxing and attending to her base, wild instincts in a way that only a dog could. And it wouldn't stop. The seconds turned to minutes as Alex continued to drool and twitch and yowl. She couldn't believe what was happening, having gone through every image she could remember commissioning and some she'd just made up on the spot before even her mind turned to nothing more than an aching, mewling puddle of bliss. Her legs shifted and twitched around awkwardly as she couldn't find a comfortable position…but frankly? She didn't want to. She just wanted to milk every last bit of that climax as she could.

Eventually the pleasure began to fade, Alex lying on her side in the garage as her tongue hung loose out of her muzzle and on the floor. She was exhausted. Every ounce of energy had left her body as she caught her breath and tried to bring her thoughts back to some semblance of sanity. It didn't matter what she did, though. That sense of fulfillment faded into more of that burning instinct urging her to sate her needs. This time, however, she was a full dog. After a few more minutes of the torture, Alex rolled onto four paws weakly and attempted to find her balance, huffing and panting before shaking the haziness out of her head. She was feeling amazing…but it wasn't enough. As she looked around the garage, she noticed the door had opened again. Alex blinked in confusion, having never heard it go off but feeling an itch in the back of her mind. Her ears were much more sensitive, able to hear sounds she never would've known existed as a human. But there was one noise in particular that made her ears perk up and her attention turn completely toward the source. It was…barking. Not just barking, but yipes. Wuffs. And a man's voice saying something like 'mush.' Alex didn't have to be told it was a sled mushing team…but some of the names the man said sounded eerily familiar. Similar to…

She didn't waste any more time, her body demanding her needs be met as she took off at a breakneck pace on all fours and let her instincts guide her. She didn't know how long it would take to get there, but if the magic from that harness had turned her into a husky? And if somehow she was hearing the names of dogs from a particular movie that was one of her favorites from childhood?

She wanted their knots. Now.

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