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The Canine Pill

Transformation

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by ItsBrookeDuh

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Matt hesitated, his blonde hair a little darker with the ending of summer, not as sun kissed as it usually was, more of a dirty blonde at that time. It was trimmed short, allowing the air conditioning to tease around his ears and the back of his neck coolly, which was not entirely unpleasant.

“Can I help you?"

He jumped and blushed, startling back from the display that he'd been looking at. It was not the sort of shop that he usually frequented, even when he was buying lingerie for his girlfriend, Jenniefer, but something altogether kinkier, clad in dark shades. Most modern sex toys and lingerie shops had made themselves more accessible and friendly, but there was a seedier edge to the shop that had Matt on the back foot without even thinking about it.

The woman behind the desk didn't help either. With an easy grin as if she knew exactly what he was there for, she twirled her long, black hair around her fingers, the intoxicating allure of her sharp, green eyes drawing him in. Matt swallowed and tried not to fidget, though it had already been obvious which display he had been looking at.

Just tell her, he said inwardly. It's her job to help here, c'mon.

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He took a breath even as her smile remained unwavering, coy and yet provocative at the same time.

“I… Uh…" He fumbled. “I was wondering…" He glanced back at the packet on the shelf, so small, so innocuous. “Are there any risks…to taking these pills?"

“Oh – that would be the dog transformation pills!"

She said it loudly, too loudly, and Matt cringed. Oh, she really was trying to embarrass him! Heat crept down his neck in red, blotchy patches. Whereas the saleswoman, who had to be in her thirties, a little more experienced and yet jaw-droppingly beautiful, had seen it all before, there was a clear sense that she was playing with them.

“Uh…" Matt blushed further. “Yeah… Yeah, those…"

“So!" She clapped her hands, plopping a pack on the counter between them. “These are in pretty high demand, a lot enjoy them. To enjoy them, you first start by taking the yellow pill. This begins the transformation."

Matt licked his lips, though even he was aware of how creepy that seemed in the moment.

“I see… Will it hurt though? My friend said that it would…"

But he didn't even know if he was still being played or if they worked at all, squirming uncomfortably. Her smile, if anything, grew even wider.

“The transformations are supposed to feel nice, sweetheart," she said, a little condescending but with kindness warming her eyes. “Of course, you'll still be yourself after them. Some even say that they are erotic… But that's why we sell them here, isn't it?"

She laughed out loud with a flip of her hand, even as Matt squirmed. Her wink had his stomach winding itself into knots, though that was exactly what he wanted them for. For him and his girlfriend, of course, if the damn things did work. What would it be like, after all, to have sex while transforming into something else entirely? What they transformed into, as long as they still had their minds and sexual capabilities, didn't matter at all…

It could have been a scam though. He didn't want to be a fool.

“I can see you're worried about it," she added, though she hadn't quite picked up on why he was holding back. “But this is real, it's okay. It's not something that's going to hurt you, not like taking drugs off the street. There are, of course, legal and accounted for, you can check the documentation inside the box, just like getting a pack of pills on prescription when you need them from the doctor. This box will transform you into the most gorgeous Golden Retrievers with silky fur, I hear it's quite the experience!"

He couldn't help but note that her eyebrows had shot up, that his trousers were a little tighter around his crotch. How beautiful would his girlfriend look? Even more so than usual, though he found that hard to believe. Yet he rubbed the back of his neck and fussed until she showed him a pink pill too, holding it delicately between her nails, one from a display and sample pack.

“This, however," she said with all seriousness, “is what will transform you back. This is the only way that you will be able to transform back, so make sure you leave it in reach. You will be able to smell it easily in a body like that though, so that should be fine. Eat it all up and the magic inside will restore you right back to your normal body. Simple!"

Matt swallowed hard, not trusting himself with words. Thus, all he had for her was a nod, a small smile, the deal done. Not that it was much of a deal, quite honestly, considering that it was merely a transaction in a shop that was licensed to sell them, but it still felt like he was doing something under the table, even though it was all legal.

“There you go, dear! You guys have fun now!"

Of course, he'd bought two sets, one for him and one for Jenniefer. He practically rushed from the story, tripping over his own feet, but that was merely because he was so keen to try it out, though Matt was sure that, if it did indeed work, he would be back for more. It was not the sort of thing that someone could just try out and then forget all about in the end.

No… It would keep them coming back for more, if one time was not the charm…

His hand wandered as he drove home, though he knew that he should have been concentrating more on the road than he actually was. He rubbed the back of his hand over his cock, wanting to let the rise in his trousers grow, yet he had to focus, had to concentrate, had to consider the road before even doing anything that he would later regret.

The winding road took him out of town to a house in a small village, on the edge of the woods. It was a repair job, for sure, but they had loved it and, well, they'd had to have it. Wasn't that how house buying went, especially when it was their first home together? It was perfect and peaceful and ideal for what he had in mind for the two of them that night.

He charged in, bouncing the front door off the wall behind it in his excitement.

“Jenniefer? Hey, Jenniefer – where are you?"

Jenniefer, however, was sprawled out on their shared bed when he finally searched her out, the remains of a joint in the ashtray beside her. Not that it would have mattered either way, as it was a fairly safe drug, but it was perfectly legal where they were in the world and Matt laughed softly to himself as he stepped over the threshold.

“Hey, Jenniefer… You been enjoying?"

She blinked, nodding slowly, her eyelids half-closed in a stoned stupor.

“Mhm…"

She was not naked, but she was better than that, her chubby midriff exposed by the pink fabric, and her cleavage bulging up from her G-cup breasts. Matt knew exactly what size cup she took as he'd bought her lingerie on many occasions. The shorts did not stretch all that far down her legs either, showing off her thick thighs, the flesh softly pressing together as she laid back in a mess of snacks.

“Jenniefer…" He groaned a little, eyes roaming the room, the mess impossible, filled with snacks, her favourite dildo and several different game controllers too. “God, I'll have to clean this up later, it would be so much easier…"

My eyes dropped, Jenniefer giggling, wriggling her bare feet. Damn her. She knew exactly what she needed to do to get his attention, her bare feet being one of his biggest allures. Matt clamped his mouth shut, the pill packet practically burning a hole in his pocket, sealing away his whimper.

“What was that you were saying?" Jenniefer teased. “You…were saying something?"

But all thoughts of worrying about the mess had gone from his mind. All he could focus on was her perfect toes, painted with pearly, blue nail polish, how they wriggled, how easily she could drag his attention away from what ailed him and to altogether more positive means.

“What's up, Matt?"

She smirked as she sat up, bending forward, playing with her toes as if she was checking out her nail polish, though he knew that it was all just a game and a ploy. It was just like her, Jenniefer working him over even as Matt took a step back and groaned. If only he could be down on his knees, massaging them and suckling them softly into his mouth… Yes, that would be better, so much better.

“Hey!"

Matt, however, had something else in mind, as much as she made him want her, grabbing the dog bone shaped container out of his pocket and shaking it, the pills rattling lightly inside.

“Look at these!" He thrust them at her as if they were a trophy. “Look… These…"

He tried to get his words out straight and, despite his excitement, managed to somehow get out all the bits that he needed to about the pills, what they would transform them into. He made sure to say about the pink pill, of course, putting emphasis on that being what would change them back.

“I can finally experience my fetish fantasy!" He practically shouted, only a little embarrassed as Jenniefer watched on, his girlfriend knowing him more than well enough for such exuberance to be more than alright in their relationship. “It's finally going to happen – Jenniefer! That's if, you're okay with it too?"

She couldn't say anything else, joining him in a slight smile as she stood and met him in the middle of the bedroom, hugging him softly.

“Aw, Matt… I'm sorry, but all of that's crap, you can't actually transform, sweetie, I don't want to be mean about it…"

It was not said nastily, even though Matt shook his head and strove to protest otherwise.

“No, no! It really works! Mmmph!"

She kissed him on the lips as her fingers rubbed his back and he found himself, without even really thinking about it, relaxing into her touch. It was hard not to relax around her, the scent of weed in the air. That would have to air out later as she pulled back from the deep kiss, the taste of one another lingering on their lips.

“Mmm… We can try it out though, hon, it's not going to do any harm, is it?"

He grinned widely, goofily, nearly bouncing on the spot. Really? Really? Was she really going to try it out with him?

He kissed her fiercely, the raw force of his need pushing through their connection, desperate to be heard even with the strong whiff of sweat and weed about the two of them. There were some things, after all, that ceased to matter after a couple had been together for that long.

“But… Matt…" She pouted prettily, acting up for him. “I want to have some fun before going to bed, if we're going to do this, 'kay?"

All Matt could do was watch hungrily, heart pounding. There was nothing sexier for him other than her body as she undressed slowly, dragging her shirt off over her head as he stepped in closer, though she shook her head, teasing him.

“Ah-ah… Wait, Mattie…"

He gulped. Oh, he always went weak at the knees when she called him that, panting softly, wanting more. That was why she did it as he undressed too, though the stripping of his clothes was not so much the focus as it was for her, the bare flesh revealed in the spill of hair down her back, loose and flowing. Her underwear was even cute too, pink with blue hearts, yet it was what was underneath that drew him in, the tease of her pussy, the folds between her thighs, tucked up so close that he ached to pry her legs open and shove his face in there.

He couldn't take his eyes off her as she undressed, nearly falling over his own feet, her pussy full of a nice, thick bush. Jenniefer never shaved and that was exactly the way Matt liked it as her breasts pulled down a little, purely by the force of gravity without her bra to hold them in place. It was natural and it was beautiful and everything about her was so raw and sexual that he ached to be inside her already, his hard length sticking up proudly.

Jenniefer smirked, lying back on the bed, taking another joint of weed that he hadn't spotted before. As she took a long drag from it, her breasts rose, nipples perky in the cooler air. Matt groaned. Fuck, that was hot. Even the little wriggle of her toes was hot, nail polish catching the light, the day slipping slowly into the evening on the other side of the window, though we had not yet turned on any lights in there

Yet she didn't invite him in just yet as he knelt at her feet, pulling the foreskin back from his shaft lightly to expose the tip, playing with it, though his eyes were on her feet. Anything could have happened in the room behind him and yet he would not have paid it any mind or any attention as he groaned with desire, taking her big toe into his mouth. Matt moaned as he suckled on it, swirling his tongue around, sucking on first one big toe and then the other, massaging her soft feet with both hands. He spent a lot of time adoring them, though Jenniefer preferred him to rub special oils and creams into them than to involve foot play in their sex life. She was a little more lenient about that when she was stoned and horny though.

He took his time, if she was not going to invite him up and into her right then and there, panting softly, pressing on, need overcoming him. His fingers dug lightly into the flesh of her feet as he massaged her right foot, kissing the arch, adoring every inch of it. Yet it was her toes that wriggled so delightfully that caught his attention, luxuriating his attention on her, suckling and teasing, playing with them in his mouth, his tongue slipping around softly.

It was not, still, something that Jenniefer was particularly into, even though she was stoned and Matt took every moment that he could as her feet rested against him, one on his face, sending his heart pounding. The other was held tenderly between two hands, suckling on her biggest toe, eyes closed in lust so that he could better enjoy the moment.

“Mmm… Eat me out, baby."

He shuddered. That was hot too, something that he and his body ached for, crawling up the bed at her bidding instantly. There was nothing in Matt at all that would have denied her as he pushed his head between her thighs, which were so close together that her flesh squashed delightfully around him as he pressed in, enjoying the closeness and warmness of her. It only added to it for him, his heart racing, tongue darting into the hot wetness of her pussy, which was already slippery with her arousal.

Jenniefer moaned and he pressed on, eagerly eating her out as his tongue flickered up against her clit, seeking out all those little spots that made her squeal and rock with delicious allure. He knew all of them, after being together for so long, but there was always something new to be discovered, if only he searched it out. That was what he loved about being with Jenniefer, her openness to new things too.

Yet the heat of her pussy and the squeeze of her thighs demanded attention, his tongue swirling around and around her clit, though he preferred delving up into her sex for the ultimate pleasure and luxury of it all. Matt's cock throbbed with need, though she wanted him to do things in that moment more than any other, grunting and rocking up against his face as he pressed on.

Her juices slipped slickly down his face as she rocked against him, though he hardly minded being marked or stained with her essence, catching his breath, a groan on his lips as he pressed into her with even greater urgency. The velvety softness of her pussy ached for him, intimately aware of every twitch and pulse of her body, the squeeze of her thighs around his head drowning out all else. If there was a better place for Matt in the world, apart from adoring her feet, he was yet to find it for himself.

Jenniefer rustled above him, settling back with a joint of weed again, though that was no problem to him. His queen could do whatever she wanted while he ate her out, satisfying her desires, as always to the very best of his ability.

His tongue dragged against her entrance, tickling around the most sensitive nerves there, Jenniefer grunting and pushing against him. Yet her thrusts became more and more urgent as he devoutly drew her clit into his mouth, suckling on it with the most pressure that he had applied so far, all for he knew right then and there that she could bear it.

“Mmmmph… Ahhh!"

She put the joint aside a moment before climax hit her, squeezing harder than ever around his head as his own pounded, his lips soaked with her juices as they trickled forth, orgasm taking her. Matt just about managed to worm his fingers up inside her, two digits thrusting and grinding, before she climaxed, needing that moment of lust for his girlfriend to be drawn out and as good as he could possibly make it for her.

Yet Jenniefer loved having him inside her too as she looked up, a little sweaty after climax, brushing her hair back from her face with a half-smile on her lips.

“Finish in me, Matt, come on… You're aching for it…"

She giggled, knowing how much she had teased him, though that was not something that would ever be a bad thing, not in their relationship and not between them. They knew the limits and Matt's heart surged as he knelt up on the bed behind her, his girlfriend rolling over onto all fours.

Doggystyle… Oh, it was a crude and rough position, but, sometimes, that was exactly the way that they liked it. It was what was needed as his cock slipped into her, pushing deep, thrusting and grinding, so very close to the edge already.

Matt groaned, turning his head sharply from side to side, trying to hold off, but it was more difficult than ever, more so than he could ever have imagined. Her pussy was just that hot and slick after her orgasm, though Jenniefer pressing the weed joint into his hand helped a little. He took a long drag of it, exhaling slowly after holding it in his mouth, though it worked quickly, softening his senses, relaxing him. It was a strain that he had had before so he was not worried about it at all, letting the sense of deep relaxation spread through him.

It was as if nothing else mattered in the world but that moment, his moans rising, pushing into her, though sometimes his lips parted too without any sound coming out. He just gasped, lips moving soundlessly, as he thrust and thrust, spearing into her as her pussy flexed and pulled lightly around him. Of course, Jenniefer was not in control of those muscular contractions and ripples of her body, but it was nice to feel either way, caressing his cock as if she was trying to milk him and get him off more quickly as he drove up deep inside her.

He could not hold back, the slap of his hips on her beautiful, round arse filling the room as he drove in hard and deep. He caught his breath, the effects of the weed slowly overcoming him, finally ejaculating inside her with a long, low, deep moan.

“Oh, god, yeah…"

Jenniefer moaned right along with him, arching back, the day coming to a close. They had lost all sense of time as they slumped into bed together, his shaft pushed up inside her, drooling cum, Matt's head spinning. And yet the two of them had found themselves right where they needed to be, wrapped up in one another's arms with his cum trickling ever so slowly from her pussy. There, it would stay, overnight, as her body tucked herself into the crook of his, embracing as they slipped off into a deep, dreamless sleep, smiles tugging at their lips.

It was the best place for the two of them to be.

Always.

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And that could have been enough as Jenniefer woke him with a kiss the next morning. Who cared about morning breath when they were in love?

“Hey… About those pills…" Matt started, ducking his head shyly. “Are you sure you want to try them?"

She laughed softly, lips twisting.

“Yeah, sure, Matt, but you know they're not really going to work, right? You're getting your hopes up over nothing."

She was a little sharp with him, but nothing that he had not experienced before. All was well, even as he shook his head and scooped up the two yellow pills from the dog bone container, leaving the pink ones inside.

“Now?" His heart pounded, lips parted, bated breath lurking in the back of his throat. “Really… Now?"

She grinned and stretched out, taking a yellow pill from him.

“Aw, well it's not going to do anything, so we may as well have some fun now!"

She must have still been horny after the night before and Matt was not going to worry about that one bit, no, not at all. He eyed up the remaining two pink pills, setting the container, very carefully, on the bedside table.

“Do not knock that out of reach," he said with more firmness and authority than what he usually boasted. “I don't want anything to go wrong!"

Jenniefer chuckled, though her lips twisted a little, gaze sliding away.

“You know…" She said slowly. “Even though I don't think it's going to work, I'm still nervous. I don't want to get stuck as a dog forever or be stuck thinking like a dog. This is weird."

“A Golden Retriever, actually," Matt corrected her. “The dogs we'll transform into will be Golden Retrievers."

She rolled her eyes.

“Whatever."

He kissed her softly.

“I love you so much, Jenniefer… Thank you for doing this for me. We will be fine, I promise. Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you."

She scoffed, but blushed a little as they slipped off the bed, his eyes hungrily roaming her curves, how they seductively hugged her body.

“No one will be around, Jenniefer, we'll be able to do whatever we want. Your parents are out of town, my mom doesn't have a key. It's all going to be okay."

Yet he didn't know that, not yet, not as they set their pills safely within “dog reach" and opened the back door to the house. For dogs were not meant to stay inside and the whole point of having transformation pills was to be able to go out and experience life as the thing that they had transformed into. Those that had made such pills, after all, had always said that it was about the experience, even though few believed that they worked.

Time was on their side as they paused in their back garden, away from the road that led up to their little house, the woods beckoning them. Together, they looked out to the forest and swallowed the pills in unison, Jenniefer whimpering with a little more trepidation than Matt, though they held their hands tightly.

“Hey… Matt… You know I love you no matter what, right?"

She took it more seriously than he had ever thought she would, his heart pounding, drawing her in close for another kiss.

“I know."

Yet the pills were not fake. That much became clear as something shifted inside them, feeling as if they had been pushed off-balance, as if something had changed in their world. They stumbled as if the weed had hit them too hard, though they hadn't even smoked any of it that morning, everything off-base and off-kilter, heaving, panting, eyes wide and strained.

The pills… They worked! It was Matt who tumbled first to all fours, grunting thickly in the back of his throat as he tried to arch his back. Yet he could no longer do that as he huffed and panted, his spine stretching, pulling out into a tail. His body sprouted golden-brown hair, the fur of a Golden Retriever, and he whimpered, his front half bowed down to the ground just so that he could relieve a bit of the strain in his back.

Yet there was to be no more hair for him either as his features softened from human, his nose pushing out with his lips into the snout of a canine, the fur spreading down his body, even changing his hair and his pubes to the same shade. There was no need, of course, for anything else, not as he licked his lips, his tongue flatter and wider, spilling from his lips with the sudden need to pant.

Jenniefer was little better as she whimpered and rubbed her face, though her fingers shortened, becoming canine toes instead. As much as they wriggled, the nails tightening into short, stubby claws instead, they did not have the dexterity of fingers, well and truly stripping that human quality from her. She gasped, lips parted, though the golden fur spreading over her too was unrelenting, sweeping over her thick bush and changing that too to thick fluff, the texture and coarseness of the hair softening, becoming thicker and fluffier again still.

It was unlike anything that they had ever felt before, even though they had not truly expected the transformation pills to do anything, Matt grunting, his muzzle mostly dog-like by that stage, cock dangling. However, that could not stay as a canine sheath formed around the base of it in a pull of flesh.

“Jenniefer…" Matt struggled to wrap his tongue around his new mouth, his voice box changing – or, at least, that was what he assumed was happening. “I… Jenniefer… Love… Love… Luff…"

But he couldn't do that even as she grunted and tried to cling to him, their heads close together, nuzzling, sharing the closeness of their bodies where their lips simply would not form the words, “I love you". Love was more than three words, however, and they knew it and understood it, trembling together even as he whimpered and whined, pawing at her with his changing legs, his arms shorter, coming in more like the forelegs of a Golden Retriever already.

“Unff… Whuff! Woof!"

Matt shuddered, whimpering, yet his body leaned hungrily into it, his dick aching, pulsing, flesh darkening to a canine red rocket, appearing slick even though it did not produce its own lubrication. Matt's snorted gasp came through a damp, black nose, shiny with a hint of healthy moisture, but the transforming dog was helpless to do anything as his shaft tapered down to a penetrating point, throbbing and aching.

Oh, how badly he wanted to cum… His eyes were on Jenniefer as her genitalia too were transformed, tucking up tight to her body in a spade-like shape, though he was hungrier for the woman behind it than the body that she had taken on. Her tail fluffed out, wagging back and forth, though he was sure that she was as in control of it as he felt.

Things were happening quickly, so very quickly, and they had to go along with it, hardly aware of how their bones shifted when there were so many other changes going on at the same time. There was no pain to be heard of, only lustful pant after pant passing their lips, twin pink tongues lolling out. It was better that way, better able to cool their bodies off as Jenniefer stood on all fours, trying to turn in a circle to inspect her new body.

It had happened quickly and yet she could still feel how every new hair connected to her body, every nerve-ending that she had not, before, been at all aware of. Her body was mostly canine, but she still panted hotly, curling her toes into the dirt, feeling so much more, as if she had suddenly become connected to the world around her without even realising that she had, before, been disconnected.

Her bones settled into the right places, the odd lumps and bumps that had showed through her fur and skin easing down into where they belonged. She was a dog, yes, that was true, though Jenniefer could not believe it, reeling, panting, turning against in a tight circle as she felt out her new body. Matt barked and joined her, his throat closing, though neither of them understood as yet that their ability to talk had been taken from them.

Matt shook himself. Wow! A part of him ached, but he had to grunt and hump and thrust, the back end of his body aching desperately. He felt like a dog, like the transformation had worked, but even as he, yet again, strove to tell Jenniefer that he loved her so, so much, nose twitching with her scent, the ache focused in on his cock.

His balls settled into the nest of fur, though they could still be seen, full and obvious, more obvious than they had even been as a human. He grunted, shaking his head, but the need was there, building, demanding, for he didn't feel as if he was fully a dog yet.

Something else had to come as Jenniefer blinked, golden coloured like him, walking cautiously up to him with a low “whuff" that he softly returned. He didn't want her to be fearful, not at all, even though things there were a little bit scary. But the need was there and he grunted and thrust, trying to hunch over an imaginary partner as his balls ached and churned terribly. Yet all came clear as he spent his load, the transformation finally settling over him as he ejaculated sticky ropes of human cum, his body relieving itself of the last vestiges of humanity while “dogginess" closed in around him. That cum had had no place inside him and thus it was that he orgasmed more strongly, panting, whimpering, Jenniefer pressing in close to support him through it.

Canine cum would replace it, his love there, her eyes dark and soulful as she whined and pawed at him. It was all the communication they needed as they parted lightly, taking in their new bodies, all the new scents in the air, how the ground felt under their feet, the tickle of grass.

It was strange… Very strange. But a good kind of strange!

They were beautiful, easily able to communicate with one another through barking and whining – doggy types of communication, though it felt like there were human words behind them too? Matt's heart sung, leaping and pounding all about in his chest. Oh, he didn't know, couldn't know, all he knew was that it felt amazing, like it was the shape that he'd always meant to be in, racing up to the pond in their back garden just to look in the water, his tail wagging nineteen to the dozen.

“Woof!"

Jenniefer bounded up next to him and he greeted her by touching noses, his heart lifted. Yes, it was where he was supposed to be and everything was right with the world. His mind came a little more slowly, thoughts a little simpler, but it made sense that that was all part of the change, not entirely unexpected. The surge of happiness flowing through him, reflected in Jenniefer, was all that he needed to know.

They sniffed, turning as one, fleeing the garden as they lunged through the garden gate. There, they were able to stretch out and run as dogs were meant to, their long strides covering more ground than they could ever have hoped to as human beings. They barked and swung back and forth, chasing one another, though it was all in jest, all a game to them, the sort of game that they could pick up and put down as dogs whenever it pleased them.

The meadows gleamed with morning dew on either side of them, a late golden crop awaiting harvesting, though neither could remember the name of it. There was not a name for it in the doggy language anyway and, really, did they have to worry about such things? As they tumbled and bounded playfully down the dirt road to the village, taking the back route, the blessing of the canine transformation pills was that the worries of humans… Well, they simply were not there anymore. The absence of them was only softly felt, a lifting rather than a placing of cares.

And it was amazing.

“Woof? Wuff… Ruffruffruff!"

Another dog charged out of a garden that had the wooden gate unlatched, a big, black beast with a blocky head that looked to be a cross of a pit bull or something. In a moment, Matt had his hackles up and his teeth showing, no longer simply a soft, fluffy Golden Retriever but a dog and a predator who would defend them! And it was not just him that the other canine was trying to send off, but he had eyes on Jenniefer, snuffling too keenly between barks, though his position was more defensive than offensive.

Matt stepped up to him, snarling, lips pulled back from his teeth, though a few more barks and the other beast was done. He did not tuck his tail between his legs, but retreated to his territory and home when someone shouted for him, watching the two Retrievers pass with odd intent. Maybe he realised that they were not dogs “inside" too, but that was of no matter in the grand scheme of things, Matt puffing out his chest as his tail, once more, wagged, knowing that he had protected his Jenniefer.

His woman… His dog, yes, his. And he was hers, as they would always be, always together.

The village bored them, despite all the wonderful scents and sounds, the chime of a shop door and the bakery emitting waft after waft of fresh bread. They bounded together all the way through, the forest looming, seeking out the cool confines winding between the trees. There was lush vegetation to be had there but also well-worn paths as they trotted together in a ground covering jog that, frankly, they felt like they could have kept up for miles.

Matt sniffed, pausing, snuffling at a bank. Maybe there was a vole in there, for something smelled amazing, though he didn't want to catch any small animal. No, no… No, that was not for him, not as he ran around in circles with his nose to the ground, even though a Golden Retriever was very much not a scent hound. Whining, Jenniefer pawed at the air as if she was trying to grab his attention.

What you do? She barked, conveying simpler questions and meanings than she would have been able to do with human words at her disposal. Smell good?

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He whuffled, grunting.

Yes. Smell good. Good. Very good.

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But Matt could not place it until he turned to her, stopping dead in his tracks.

Ah, that would be it. His heart pounded as he stepped up to her, sniffing her body, pausing under her tail, Jenniefer lifting it automatically for him and backing up into him. For it had not been something out in the woods or even a tantalising vole that he had been scenting out at all but his sweetheart in heat!

Oh, it was infatuating, intoxicating, washing over him more and more with every breath, even more so than the peaty aroma of the damp forest around them. She was as keen as he was, woofing her invitation as she presented herself to him, still and steady, ready to take Matt's weight on top of her.

Her body knew what to do as his shaft slid out, filling out his sheath and then emerging, swelling up thick and full. For, to a canine, there was no better time like the present for breeding, his bare shaft aching for her as Matt mounted his love, cock jabbing and thrusting awkwardly for that sweet touch of penetration.

It was not easy, but she was patient, unusually for her, Jenniefer waiting until his dick caught and plunged in, slamming into her hot passage with short, sharp, jackhammer like thrusts. He rammed his shaft into her, though there was little resistance at all, her body accepting him as he thrust and thrust, little grunts and whimpers breaking her lips as Jenniefer looked back at him with her dark, shiny eyes.

Yes, more, she begged, even though she was already getting everything she wanted, her tail wagging up against him. More.

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That was all she could convey to him as Matt's tongue lolled out in a light splatter of drool. His balls had had more than enough time to refill with a heft dose of canine cum rather than human seed, for that was not something that would be needed for any greater time. He didn't pull back very much with every thrust, wanting to stay as deeply up inside her as possible, birdsong in the air, the feel of grass tickling the pads of their paws strangely erotic. How could they have ever had sex merely as people when having canine sex, in their new bodies, felt so damn good?

No… No, it was not something that they could ever forget as Matt sent all his love out for her, exuding warmth, even as his body ached for hers. He could not have stopped himself thrusting if he'd even had the heart in himself to try, Jenniefer grinding back to him in tiny thrusts, though something in canine instinct too locked her in place. That was alright too as he spread her passage, again and again, plunging into her sex with desperate thrusts even as something swelled.

It was right, so very right, and he didn't think about anything else as he pushed inside her, his knot swelling where he'd forgotten about it, making it so that he could not pull back – or, at least, he could no longer pull out of her. his inflated knot still tugged at Jenniefer's pussy with every stroke, her body quaking against him, though it would only be when licking their paws together afterwards that he would uncover that, for her, that had been an orgasm. There was a lot to learn, after all, about experiencing sex as a canine, even if their minds were still there, lusting and eager, pushing in closer and closer to one another as if, already, there was no going back.

With his knot inside her, he could not help himself, ejaculating with a series of short, loud barks, as if Matt felt that he had to make his pride and his claim known. Oh, the feeling of her pussy squeezing around his knot was exquisite, reeling from the ecstasy of it all, hot spurts of doggy seed flowing into his lover's bare pussy. Dimly, the dog was aware that there was a risk to what they were doing, but neither he nor Jenniefer could find it in themselves to care. It just felt right and that was okay as it was.

Sometimes, that was all those things needed to be. No grand gestures or changes were needed as he panted heavily, coming back to himself a little more as he turned butt to butt with her, allowing them both to rest and recover, though Jenniefer tried to walk off long before his knot was deflated.

Ow!

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Stay still.

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He whimpered to her, coaxing her to lie down, though it felt better to relax, even better than being stoned. His mind wavered, coaxing and sympathising with Jenniefer, though it felt right to be tied to her. It was wrong, after all, for his shaft to slide out of her so soon after sex, softening, and having something to keep the warmth of their bodies even closer together was what had been wanted all along.

Maybe he'd always been meant to go to that shop and pick up the canine transformation pills. But it did not matter anymore. It was instinct to be with her and a pleasure to be with her too as his knot, over many minutes, softened, easing lightly and gently out of her.

You healthy? He tried, not finding the words for what he wanted to ask Jenniefer. You…good? Not hurt?

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That would have to do and the other Golden Retriever wagged her tail weakly, a thin dribble of cum oozing from her cunny while he nuzzled up to her. He had meant to soothe and comfort her, but the thing there was that there was nothing at all that needed to be comforting, not when Jenniefer was strong in herself, her own dog.

And yet…something had changed. For, as Matt whimpered and told his girlfriend how much he loved her with a thousand and one doggy kisses and licks all over her body, he no longer saw her curves. Her human curves and thickness, of course, that was, but her doggy form was cute too, her fur so glossy and golden that he could not help but want to be even closer to her than he already was. It was just something that he could not turn away from, snuffling at her, licking her muzzle, her tongue even slipping out too as they kissed.

Mmm…

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A moan, of course, needed no translation as they enjoyed the kiss, tongues tangling together, though the lust for sex, well…that had changed. It was attractive to look at her and a part of his mind could no longer even remember what Jenniefer had looked like as a woman, though that was all that he needed.

It was instinct, pure and raw, that drove him as he mounted her again, Jenniefer panting and whimpering as he took her. Matt didn't seem to need a long to rest anymore, even though the deflating of his knot had, admittedly, allowed him at least some time to recover. But he'd simply had to be over her, thrusting and humping madly, his forelegs in front of her hips.

Yes, she was hot, her smooth fur and glossy coat and the tuck of her hips all that he could have ever lusted for. Jenniefer whined for him, clenching around his length, though another climax in her dog form was something that would be understood a little later, too many sensations crowding in on each other, all at once, all in the heat of the moment that demanded precedence, attention at all times.

He thrust and he thrust, his mind on only one thing. He had to seed her, had to fill her, had to procreate. That was all that Matt's mind could understand that sex was for, the rhythmic pound of his hips inciting his loins to churn again. His nuts bounced back and forth with every rampant thrust and grind, though neither of them wanted him to stop at all, slamming into her until the swell of his knot, once again, locked them together, ensuring that all the seed that he had to give was sent right up into her, right where it belonged.

Matt climaxed with a howl, head thrown back, though it was not as strong as he would have liked, even as his flanks shuddered with pleasure. Seed spurted forth inside her, locked in via his knot, and he panted, proud with himself, as he turned butt to butt with her again, scrambling over her hind end to get into position. It was natural and Jenniefer understood better that time that it was easier for her to slump down with him and relax in the afterglow. After all, for them as dogs, there was no longer any rush at all that either of them had to worry about.

No… They could fuck all day long and let the day go by.

Feels better now, she commented, ears twitching, still working through it herself. No need…be human?

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Jenniefer struggled to find the words, but Matt barked his agreement, tail wagging. Yes, she was right, completely right, as she always was. Why had they even worried so much about that little pink pill? It was much better, so much better, to be a dog! It took away all their worries, all their cares, leaving nothing at all behind but a simple life, instinct and urges dictating everything. It may have been a simpler way to live but, truly, he could not think of a better way, not even there with his cognitive function a little clunkier, a little slower, a little more dog-like.

Human, but not. Dog-like, but not. It could be both at the same time, for them.

They would have all the time in the world to source out those feelings and explore their new bodies, however, no need to return to the human grind and their human bodies remaining. He lapped her muzzle in agreement, springing up, inciting her to join him in play.

To leap, to bound, to run, to chase. Those were simple, doggy pleasure and in the winding trees of the forest, darting between ancient trunks, that was for Matt and Jenniefer to, finally, take for their own.

Months would pass, Jenniefer's stomach swelling, though he only stopped breeding her when there was no more “heat smell" to tell his instincts that it was time. Her belly rolled fat and heavy with their pups, Matt hunting for her, showing her the best spots to drink water, defending her from anything that might have caused them harm. Of course, out there, it was only the odd squirrel that chattered at them, but he was top dog, looking after his golden beauty when nothing else at all in the world mattered to him.

And it was all worth it as he looked proudly down on Jenniefer suckling his pups, the fat bundles of joy nestled in close to her belly, lips clamped around her teats. One, two, three – six in total of them, gorgeous Golden Retriever puppies. Where they had never considered having children as humans, it had been par for the course as dogs, simply something that instinct said that they were to do. And wasn't it easier to just let that come, to allow that natural passion and instinct to shine through?

It was all that was needed, moaning, whimpering, grunting like the dogs they were. They might have still been intelligent and able to take charge of their lives, but there was still something there, something lighter as Matt lapped proudly at the heads of his puppies.

He would love and care for them, showing them the ways of the world. Only after that would he breed his sweet Jenniefer again and again, helping her to have litter after litter of puppies.

Just for them. Only for them.

There could be no better way for their lives to play out, wild dogs out in the forest.

It was a good thing he'd picked up the transformation pills that day!