From a Curse to a Gift

By Skeezix. Much of the first six chapters of this story were originally written by, and used with permission from Cheirron, and were part of a story called “The Curse”. My modifications of the original story are minimal in the first chapter, but grow progressively more extensive through the next five chapters. Many thanks to you, Cheirron, for your wonderful original story and the inspiration for this one.


Chapter 1

A musty atmosphere of neglect pervaded the subbasement of University Library. The books on the shelves were covered in a fine layering of dust. There were dim lights over the small study cubicles at the end of each aisle between the towering shelves. The lights produced only enough illumination for the top of the desks, leaving the surrounding stacks and central walkway shrouded in a perpetual twilight.

I had finally found the copy of the 15th century text I needed for my research on the influence of druidic practices on early Celtic society. However, the intricacy of the cover of the neighboring book drew my attention and I brought it along to the desk for better inspection under the light. The cover was real leather and there were no words on the outside. Just some intricate designs worked into the dark brown leather. It also lacked the fine coating of dust that seemed to cover everything else down here.

As I opened the book I felt a strange buzzing in my head that quickly passed. I shrugged it off as I saw the text on the first page. The letters appeared to be actually handwritten, but were legible. However, the language was not one I recognized. There was no discernable publisher, publishing date, table of contents, or page numbers. I couldn't even figure out if there was a title. I
started turning the thick pages unable to interpret the words. I came to a drawing of what appeared to be demons or evil appearing satyrs with grotesquely large phalluses in all manor of sexual activities. Curiously the surrounding scenery did not appear Grecian but Gaelic.

On the opposite page was a traditional occult diagram of a five-sided star surrounded by a pentagram surrounded by a circle. There were words at each corner of the star and two lines of text at the bottom of the page. I leafed through the rest of the pages but this appeared to be the only artwork. I turned back to the drawing and diagram. The realism and perspective of the
figures in the drawing belied the apparent age of the text. The figures appeared so real the drawing almost looked like a black and white photograph. Paige would love this. With her fascination with the occult she would enjoy trying to figure out the diagram and the language's origin. I decided to trace the diagram's intricate design onto a page in my notebook. Once I was done I copied the words at the five corners and the two lines of text from the bottom of the page. I put the book back on the shelf and went back to the work I had come down here to do.

That night in my dorm room while I was getting ready for bed, I noticed my notebook on my desk was open to the strange diagram I had traced. I walked over in my boxer shorts and sat down at my desk. I still couldn't make out what the words meant. Perhaps if I sounded them out, their meaning would become clear… I tried to phonetically pronounce the words at the corners of the star and then read the two lines at the bottom of the page. They still didn't make any sense. I gave up, turned off the light and climbed into bed.

The erotic dream started with Paige slowly caressing my back and buttocks. The caressing transitioned into an incredibly gentle massage starting at my neck and shoulders and running down my back. My butt cheeks were being massaged apart and I spread my legs and raised my rear as her hand reached underneath me from behind to stroke my erection. Her hand was very warm and felt wonderful as I started to slowly thrust into her hand as she started jerking me off. A huge long warm and moist tongue started playing over my testicles and anus. It felt fantastic. No one had ever licked me there before. I never knew how sensual it felt.

As her hot hand was expertly running up and down my rigid penis, something started probing my anus. It snaked its way into my anal opening, and it started slowly expanding. Suddenly I had the urge to move my bowels, but I didn't care, as my attention was totally focused on my imminent orgasm. My penis was released as Paige suddenly grabbed my sides and jammed her hips against my butt.

I woke up to find myself with my rear in the air. Someone was grabbing my sides and hitting my butt. I jolted fully awake as I felt something expanding in my rectum and realized I was being f*****. The cock in my butt was still expanding and was becoming painfully large. I thought I could actually feel it moving around in my guts like some kind of writhing python.

I looked over my shoulder and my heart nearly stopped. One of the demon satyrs from the book I'd found this morning was screwing me with obvious delight. He probably only stood about 3 feet high, but he was well proportioned. He appeared to be a conglomeration of animals. He had two bull's horns above his bovine ears. His face was a cross between a human and a goat. His upper torso and arms appeared to be human. His waist, and on down, was hidden by my body, but if it was consistent with the picture, he would have the legs of a goat, a tail of a bull, and a penis the size of a horse.

My shock wore off as I realized the cock in my guts was still expanding. I tried to stand up and fell off of the bed onto the floor as the little demon wrapped his arms around my waist and planted his massive cock tightly into my rump. With the help of my desk, I managed to stand up with him firmly clasped to my backside and his legs wrapped around my hips. His tail whipped up between my legs and with the dexterity of a monkey's tail corkscrewed around my penis and started milking me. I tried to pull it off of my cock without success. His tail was like a soft steel coil. I tried to pry his arms from around my waist, but again I failed. He was amazingly strong.

My rectum was on fire and still the bastard's cock continued to grow. I could actually see my abdomen move as his monstrous penis slithered through my intestines causing my stomach to cramp. I slammed my back into the wall to try to crush him. All this did was push him harder into my rectum, and his horns stabbed into the muscles of my back.

I pitched forward trying to get away from the pointed horns and ran into my desk. I could see the drawing in my open notebook. It was glowing. The lines appeared to be written with florescent ink. I grabbed the paper and tore it in half. A flash of light blinded me and an electrical shock shot up my arms making them tingle.

The demon's tail stopped jerking me off and uncoiled to slide limply off my unbelievably erect cock. He let go of my waist and hips and fell heavily onto the floor with a thud. Despite lying on the floor and me still standing his cock was still in my guts. I quickly stepped away from him before he could
recover. This ended up pulling about another foot of cock out of my rectum. His gargantuan snake of a penis plopped wetly onto the floor like an empty fireman's hose. It was at least four feet long.

I grabbed a pitching wedge out of my golf bag against the wall, and holding the club like a baseball bat, walked slowly over to his still prone form. He didn't seem to be recovering very fast. In fact he appeared to be barely breathing.

As I approached he slowly turned his head towards me and spoke. "Opening the portal an invitation makes. Cut off from Aether's vitality, withering does commence. Forever be you cursed for this deed most evil." He paused to draw a ragged breath. "When next you gaze upon a creature not your kind, its purpose you shall have. But three suns you have to gather into yourself that creature's seed, or that creature's kind be yours."

His pupils started to reflect an eerie reddish glow as he looked up at me. I was viciously erect. I blinked and my ears suddenly popped. When I looked back down at the little demon he was not on the floor anymore.

I ran to the light switch on the wall and turned on the overhead light. Using the golf club I lifted the covers on my bed up to look under the bed from a safe distance. Nothing there. I checked under my desk and then carefully opened my closet. He wasn't anywhere in my room. I sat down in my chair as my arms and legs started shaking as the adrenaline rush slowly passed.

My back and rear end were aching. I got up and looked at my back in the mirror over my dresser. There were two puncture wounds, but they weren't bleeding anymore and didn't appear too serious. My anus was another matter. I couldn't see my rectum, so I put my hand to it. I was wide open. I could fit my fist into my asshole. If I squeezed down, I could barely feel my sphincter tighten.

I put on some underwear and then wrapped a towel around myself and went down the hall to the shower. I took a long hot shower and gently cleaned my backside. It seemed that my anus was slowly contracting and returning to normal. Once back in my room, I took the pieces of paper with the diagram on it back to the restroom and tore them into smaller pieces as I flushed them down the toilet. Feeling satisfied I had prevented him from coming back I went back to my room and lay down on my bed with the lights on. I didn't think I would be able to fall asleep, but I was so exhausted I fell into a dreamless sleep.

Chapter 2


When my alarm started buzzing I reflexively jumped out of bed, turned it off, wrapped a towel around my waist, and with my eyes barely open I marched off to the shower with my shampoo and soap. I didn't wake up enough to remember what had happened until I got in the shower.

It seemed like some sort of horrible nightmare. But I could feel the wounds on my back and my anus burned and still felt very loose. What was that thing? I've got to find someone to translate that book. Paige would know what language it is and who could translate it. I finished my shower, got dressed and, skipping my first class, went to the main library. I found the same stacks where I had checked out my book on ancient druidic lore, but I couldn't find the leather bound book anywhere. I checked several stacks but it was nowhere to be found. I described the book to a librarian to see if anyone could have checked it out, but without a title, author or even a subject he couldn't help me.

Now what? I had already missed my lecture on Italian Renaissance architecture and I was about to be late for Dr. Hoffman's seminar on 18th century British political science where attendance was part of the grade. I picked up my bookbag and sprinted across the Quad to Milton Hall. I sat down, but my mind kept wandering. I wasn't paying any attention to Dr. Hoffman as he started his rather dry discourse on the Enclosure Acts. I couldn't stop thinking about last night.

I noticed movement to my left and looked up to see Phil enter with his seeing-eye dog. He was a beautiful and very likable German Shepherd Dog named Schultz. The dog always made instant friends for Phil wherever he went. Phil had told me that Schultz was out of old Soviet bloodlines. He had explained to me that one of the things the Soviets did right was to keep alive the original intent of the German Shepherd Dog, which was to be a strong and powerful, but agile and intelligent, multipurpose dog. To that end, Schultz was very powerfully built. He had strong front legs, nearly as big around as my wrist in the pastern area, just above his paws. His head was wider than any other German Shepherd I’d ever seen before, but beautifully proportioned. He stood up tall on his paws and walked proudly, unlike the drooping rear end of the Americanized German Shepherds that you usually see.

And, despite his 90 lb muscular build, he was nimble, quick and light on his feet, which really showed when we threw a ball or Frisbee for him in the Quad, between classes. And Schultz’s intelligence was amazing. Even though he was blind, Phil had taught him all kinds of tricks and other tasks, beyond his normal duties as a seeing-eye dog. Schultz seemed to always be looking for some new way to help or please Phil. He was truly a magnificent specimen, putting to shame the Americanized, AKC style German Shepherds usually seen in this country.

Just as I noticed Shultz, and was going to reach out to pet him, a terrible pain struck me in my groin, which doubled me over and took my breath away. It was like being punched in the lower gut and kicked in the balls at the same time. I gripped the edges of my desk as the pain slowly subsided somewhat. I felt sort of sick to my stomach and got up to go to the restroom. Schultz looked at me with concern in his eyes, with his head tilted to the side, as he often did when we were talking to him. Due to the pain, I couldn’t quite stand up fully erect as I walked out of the classroom and down the hall to the restroom. I sat down on the toilet in one of the stalls. I pulled my sweatpants down to see what was hurting.

A pitiful little moan escaped my mouth as I looked down in shock at my genitals. They weren't human. They had been transformed somehow into what looked like a dog's cock. My pubic hair was gone and in its place was a soft tan fur. It was covering most of the sides of my scrotum, but the lower part of my ball sack was much more sparsely covered. And the pigment of the skin on my scrotum was now dark charcoal gray/black. My penis was encased in a fur-covered sheath, which extended to within an inch or two of my navel. The skin was also dark colored right around the opening to my new sheath. I put a tentative finger into the sheath and quickly withdrew it as I felt it touch the tip of my penis. My dick felt alien somehow. I tried to pull the sheath of skin down but it was firmly attached to my abdomen.

However, the manipulation caused an erection. I was even more shocked as a moist pink piece of flesh grew out of the sheath. My dick was deformed. It was about the same diameter as it should be but it was pointed at the tip and my glans was missing. Then I noticed a bulge just inside of the sheath. I pulled down on the skin and the bulge popped out. “My God !”, I thought. “I’ve got a knot like a dog!!!” This caused my dick to become fully erect and the bulge to expand. It looked like my penis had swallowed a large lemon or apple or something as it bulged at the base. This is what a dog's dick looks like! When it finally stopped growing, it was much longer and thicker than it had ever been before, and I had been amply blessed before. My mind reeled.

I reached down to touch it. “OH SHIT!!” It was unbelievably sensitive. I could hardly stand the feeling of just my fingertip gently touching it. There was no way I could stand to actually grasp it around the end or on the shaft. I tentatively touched the knot. Ok, that was better. I found that I could touch my penis and hold onto it at the knot. The knot was as hard as a rock and now almost softball sized. My emotions, plus the new feelings in my groin and abdomen, were so overwhelming that I nearly passed out. I hung onto the toilet tissue dispenser with my left hand and braced my right hand against the other side of the stall.

What was happening? What the hell am I going to do? It must be tied into what happened last night somehow. What was it the demon said? Something about the next time I saw a creature "not your kind" its "purpose you shall have"? Shultz was the first creature not of my kind I had seen since last night. But why did I have a dog's cock. If I was to have Shultz's purpose, it would be to see for the blind. This doesn't make any sense. And it's not possible. But it's real. How do I reverse it? What if I can't change it back? Questions were whirling too fast for my mind to process. I had to slow down and take a deep calming breath.

I've got to get help. I doubt a doctor would know what to do. It's not like this is a disease. I'll tell Paige. But what will she think of me? It dawned on me that she would probably think it was neat. She really likes animals, and always took time to pet or play with Schultz when she saw him and Phil. But what if she's repulsed? I can't think of anyone else I can trust. Maybe she's read something in her studies of the occult that could help.

While I was thinking, my knot had shrunk and my cock had retreated into my sheath. I pulled my sweatpants back up and quietly retrieved my bookbag from Dr. Hoffman's seminar. Schultz looked at me with a questioning and even concerned look as I passed by him. I made my way to Bradley Hall and waited for Paige to come out of her Germanic Philosophy seminar. When I saw her emerge from the classroom in a knot of other grad students I called out to her. She wove her way over to me and grinned. "Scott! How's my little 'beast' doing?"

"Please, not now." I groaned.

"I thought you were spending all of your free time working on your druidic chapter for your thesis. What's wrong? You look upset."

"Paige...I've got to tell you something..." A lump formed in my throat choking off my words. I leaned against the wall to try to regain my composure. How do I tell her?

She put her hand on my shoulder. "Scott, what's wrong? Is something wrong with your parents...your brother...your sisters...?"

I shook my head. "Paige, there's nothing wrong with my parents, brother or sisters. I need somewhere where we can talk in private."

She recognized my serious anxiety. "Let's go to my office." She suggested.

We walked into the next building where the philosophy grad students were given small offices, which were probably converted broom closets. The office was barely big enough for a desk and two chairs, but it would do. Paige listened attentively while I told her about the strange book and about how I had copied the pentagram.

"Then I pronounced the words phonetically, but I still couldn't figure them out or even get a sense of the language's origins. Now it really gets bizarre." I told her about how the demon appeared. I couldn't bring myself to tell her what he did to me, so I left that part out. "I panicked and tore the paper with the pentagram. This seemed to hurt the demon somehow and I think he cursed me before he disappeared."

She had listened without saying a word. Then she smirked. "Well, it's not April Fools. Are you serious? Do you expect me to believe you actually conjured a demonic force in your room last night?"

She looked me straight in the eyes. My vision started to blur as tears started to form in my eyes. I looked down and wiped my eyes. "I'm totally serious. It really happened and I wasn't hallucinating or dreaming or any thing like that."

She digested this for a minute, perhaps still trying to figure out if I was joking. "We should get that book. We can go to the library right now."

I shook my head. "I was already there and the book is gone. And there is no way of finding out if it was checked out because I don't know the title, author or even the God-damn subject. In fact, I just remembered there wasn't even a call number on the spine of the book."

"All right, I can do some research and see if I can find it through cross referencing. But why are you so upset? The demonic force is gone, right? You said he disappeared."

"I'm pretty sure he's gone."

"Then what's wrong?"

"The curse...I think it is real." I stopped. I was too embarrassed to continue.

She asked. "What was the curse? Tell me how it was worded."

"Well, the grammar and syntax were unusual. He said something about if I see a creature not of my kind then... I would have its purpose." I looked up to see her reaction.

She didn't react much at all. "'A creature not of your kind.' Could mean any non-human animal. The 'have its purpose' is a little vague. What do you think it means?"

I tentatively asked. "Do you think it could be referring to the primal instinct of procreation?"

"That could certainly be one interpretation. It could also refer to the primal instinct of self preservation among other things. It's too vague to tell for sure."

I hesitated. "I'm afraid my guess is probably the correct one." I was still having trouble getting it out.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been changed. Physically changed."

"I still don't get it. Changed how? What's different?"

"Substitute ‘cock’ for ‘purpose’."

Paige thought a second. Then her eyes widened and she grinned. "You mean the 'little beast' is really a little beast?" When I didn't laugh she said. "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. Well, what kind of animal did you see?"

"Schultz...Phil's seeing eye-dog."

"So we'll have to call him little Schultzie?" She chuckled.

"I don't know why you think this is funny." I was starting to get pissed at her lack of compassion and seriousness.

She put on a serious face but her annoying mirth was bubbling just under the surface. "I'm sorry. Okay, then show me."

Despite my irritation at her, I stood up and slowly untied my sweatpants. I let them fall around my ankles. I lifted my shirt up. The irritating grin she had worn since we started this conversation suddenly disappeared. Her expression changed to one of amazement and disbelief. She reached over and gingerly touched my sheath, and then touched it again.

Her mouth dropped open. "Oh my God. It’s real! What happened?"

I dropped my shirt. "What do you mean 'what happened'? I just told you what happened."

She lifted my shirt back up and touched my sheath again. Then she cupped my low-hanging, fur-covered scrotum in her hand, and lifted it up to look underneath. She pulled on the fur and skin of my sheath. I couldn’t help myself, but feeling her stroke my genitals started getting me hard and my pointed penis started emerging from my sheath.

She paused and then touched my penis. I sucked in my breath at the feel of her touch. I was ashamed about becoming erect and the strange appearance of my genitals. I stepped back as far as her tiny office would allow, and bent over to pull my sweatpants back up. She seemed disappointed.

"Don't be embarrassed. This is exciting. Are there any other changes?"

I froze. I hadn't even thought about that possibility. I did a quick mental check patting my hands over my body. "No, at least I don't think so." I relaxed a little at not finding any other changes. "What I need to know is how to change back."

She rolled her eyes. "I haven't a clue. Though there's usually a recipe to save the afflicted outlined within the curse itself. Was there any more to the curse? Did he say anything else?"

"Now that you mention it, there was a second part. Let me think…. Something about sun and seed...three suns...I have three suns to get a creature's seed, or something will happen. There was one last part. Oh right, the last part was 'or that creature's kind be yours'."

"Three suns is obviously a deadline. You have three days to get a creature's seed or you will become that creature. According to the terms of the curse you change into a dog in three days if you don't get a dog's seed. Seed must refer to either the ovum or sperm, but which, and what do we do with it once we get it?"

Chapter 3


I looked up tentatively at her. "We?"

Paige got a peeved look on her face. "Yah, stupid. I'm not letting you do this without me. Did you think I was not going to love you anymore because of ‘Rover’ down there? You know, you really piss me off. I thought we were connected on a deeper level than that. I thought you knew me better than that. I thought I knew you better than that."

My mouth dropped open. "My whole concept of reality is changing, and you want to fight. I'm scared to death. You know I love you. But, I'm never as sure about how you feel towards me. You're always so flippant. Nobody would blame you for not wanting me after this."

She smiled consolingly. "You really are stupid. You copied down the diagram in the first place because you knew I'd be fascinated. For the first time, I see evidence that something exists beyond our mundane reality and you think I'll be turned off. In fact, I'm rather turned on." Her voice transitioning into a husky whisper. She placed her hand on my crotch and squeezed.

"You mean you actually like the new...um...little beast?", I stammered.

As an answer she reached over and locked the door to her office. She turned back to me and kneeled down on the floor between my legs. She untied my sweatpants and pulled them down to the floor. She started rubbing my cock through my sheath.

"Your fur is so soft. Let me see what you've got hiding in there. Can Schultzie come out to play?" She chuckled.

My dick started migrating out of my sheath. About six inches was protruding when she put it in her mouth and started twirling her tongue around and around. The feeling was absolutely awesome! More intense than anything I had ever felt before. My cock started growing even faster. She kept one hand on my sheath to aim it into her mouth. My cock was suddenly cold as she pulled her mouth off of it.

"What's this?" She'd found the bulge in my sheath. She pulled down on my sheath and the knot popped out adding another couple inches of shaft and three inches of knot to my exposed and still swelling penis.

"Wow. Just like on the farm," she said. Just when I thought she was going to turn away in disgust, she got up on her knees and deep-throated my whole eleven inches. And it was still growing. It felt great. Hell, it felt better than that. It was WONDERFUL!! My new penis was much more sensitive that my human cock. I can't ever remember her blowjobs being nearly this intense.

I moaned. "Oh God, oh God, OH MY GOD!"

"Shhhh. Quiet. You're not going to howl are you? There’s a class going on two doors down the hall." She quickly dropped her shorts and panties as she stood up and bent over her desk.

"I want you to take me. Take me like a dog, but no howling." She grinned lecherously.

My surprise at her behavior quickly turned to lust. I ran my hand across her vagina. Her labia were swollen and she was sopping wet. She was really turned on. I moved in behind her and started to ease my throbbing canine cock into her cunt. She was so lubricated that I slipped in easily up to the knot. She sucked in her breath as I entered her, and then began to quietly moan. Just the shaft of my new cock was already considerably larger than my entire human penis had been. I started slowly going in and out, picking up speed with each thrust.

The wonderful feelings were becoming very intense. The rest of the world disappeared and there was only the beautiful sensation emanating from my groin. I started thrusting harder and faster. My bulge kept advancing further and further into her vagina with each thrust. I was trying to restrain myself and not hurt her, but I was losing control.

"Put it in me. Come on, I want all of you in me." She panted in a deep raspy voice.

The encouragement caused me to totally lose control. I slammed into her and
pulled back on her hips pushing my new knot into her cunt. After some resistance, my knot popped into her. I had this urge to wrap my arms around her waist and pull her tightly to my pelvis. As I held still, it seemed her cunt was getting tighter, or was my cock still expanding? That thought was quickly forgotten as my pelvis, all on its own, started jack hammering into her with short rapid strokes. I couldn't seem to pull back very far because her vagina was too tight around my knot, but I kept pounding away uncontrollably. And I could feel the end of my cock pushing through a tight constriction up in the end of her vagina. My mind was totally focused on filling her with my cum, as the intense ecstasy of my orgasm built within me. Finally I gave one last, great heave, and wave after wave of raw, exquisite pleasure radiated from my groin as my cock started spasming my love juice deep inside her.

But the orgasm lasted MUCH longer than any one I had experienced before. My cock kept shooting jet after jet of hot cum into her. I could feel my balls twitching, contracting, and pulsating repeatedly in my scrotum. Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, my orgasm subsided. Then I realized that Paige had been wracked by wave after wave of orgasm also.

Weakly, I panted in Paige's ear. "That was the most awesomely fantastic orgasm of my life."

Paige was still breathing heavily and was covered with a sheen of sweat. "I like the new little beastie too. You were quite literally an animal,” she panted. “But maybe next time you could be a little gentler, though. The end of your cock is through my cervix and into my uterus. I’ve never been filled this full. I think I'm going to be sore for a week."

Just then I felt a stabbing pain in my lower back extending to my butt. The pain was paralyzing and I could hardly breath or move for probably half a minute. Paige felt my tension and asked me what was the matter, but I couldn’t answer her then. Once the pain subsided, I looked around at my butt and there was a fur-covered tail: shiny, medium-length black fur on top, with feathered, tan fur underneath. A German Shepherd's tail. As soon as I realized what had happened, my tail disappeared as it bent down between my legs.

Paige giggled. "That tickles. Wait. What is that? A tail?"

I moaned. "Oh my God. It's started again. I'm changing."

I took my weight off of her back and stood up. I pulled back, but I couldn't withdraw my cock from Paige's vagina. "Ouch. Stop pulling,” she whined. “That hurts. I think we're stuck because that bulge of yours is too big. Give it a minute to shrink."

I plaintively asked. "What happened? I thought I had three days. Why have I started changing early?"

"I don't know. Maybe having sex is a catalyst of some sort. Are you sure there was nothing else with the curse?"

"I'm sure he didn't say anything else, but…." After a moments hesitation, I proceeded to tell Paige the full story including the part about being raped.

She nodded. "That explains the tenor of the curse. A Bacchant-like demon or an Id-centric force would certainly feel a being’s primary purpose would be procreation."

"So now that you know the kind of demon, do you know how to reverse the curse?"

Paige shook her head. "Not really, but it gives me some ideas on how to focus my lit search."

We waited a couple of minutes, and my penis was still firmly locked into her vagina. I could feel it still twitching and pumping more cum into her. So we waited some more. She reached down and rubbed her tummy. It was pooched out some, due to her uterus being swollen full of my cum. Thankfully no more changes occurred. Ten minutes went by and we were still stuck together. "Boy that sure is some staying power." She tried to joke, but I could tell she was afraid of the same thing I was.

I finally verbalized what we both were thinking. "What are we going to do if we're stuck like this? What if it's part of the curse?"

Paige tried to reassure me. "This is normal for dogs, you city boy. There is no 'slam, bam, thank-you ma’am’ in the dog world. The male dog has to stay and cuddle whether he likes it or not."

"How long then?" I pulled hard, but couldn't move.

"Stop that. You're hurting me. Give it some more time. Stop being so impatient."

I pulled slowly but firmly and started to feel some give, but I still couldn't pull out. I was encouraged that I could finally move a little. We stayed locked together for another couple minutes before I was able to pull out with a loud sucking noise. Cum poured out of her vagina, much of it running down her legs.

No wonder I'd been stuck. I was still erect and my knot was incredibly large. Paige turned around and her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw my still erect penis. It was about a foot long from the tip to the back of my knot.

"Wow, all of that was in me? I can't believe you didn't rupture me." I was so relieved that we could separate that my tail started wagging. I didn't even notice until Paige started giggling.

"I'd say the little beast is happy." Paige continued to giggle. I tried to stop my tail from wagging back and forth, but I was feeling oddly giddy and started laughing. That just caused my tail to wag harder. Once our nervous energy dissipated, we decided that I was going to go back to Paige's apartment while she went to the library to do her lit search. She pulled some paper towels and pre-moistened towelettes out of her desk and cleaned up herself and the floor.

We tied my tail to my leg with some string she had in her desk. This allowed me to put my sweatpants back on. It made it uncomfortable to walk and a bulge could still be seen. However, unless I ran into someone I knew, I doubted anyone would stop me to ask about it.


Chapter 4


Paige checked out about a dozen books she thought may help and brought them back to her apartment. I wrote down the curse as well as I could remember it. I also tried to recreate the diagram and words that I had copied from the book. We both read and searched the internet until the early morning hours without success and eventually I fell asleep.

I discovered that I couldn't stand or sit on the toilet to urinate. My sheath prevented me from pointing my penis down. I had to back up over the toilet while bent 90 degrees at the waist and then squat down placing my genitals in the bowl just over the water. Thankfully the thought of urinating or just having a full bladder caused my cock tip to automatically emerge from my sheath.

Neither one of us had any teaching responsibilities, and tomorrow was Saturday. We skipped our classes and continued our studies. Paige went back to the library to check out some more books, as nothing seemed to shed any light on my problem. I did some internet surfing on dog anatomy and discovered that the bulge in a dog's penis is called the “bulbus glandis” or “knot” and that it is normal for the male dog to be "tied" to the female after ejaculating. I also learned that a dog’s penis has a bone in it that makes it stiff enough that he can insert his penis into the female before it is grown much at all. Then once inside her, his cock grows to full sized.

I was finding it hard to concentrate. My mind kept drifting to erotic thoughts. Everything seemed so sensual. I had cut a hole in the back of my sweatpants so that my tail could stick out. I found myself with an almost constant hard on. I was becoming turned on just rubbing my erect penis against the fabric of my sweatpants. I either had to take them off or orgasm.

"I brought you a drink." Paige stopped at the bedroom door when she saw I was sitting at the computer in the buff sporting a woody. "I didn't know you were so turned on by canine breeding. Don't you think you've learned enough?"

I blushed. "Okay." I got up and started walking into the living room.

"Scott. I'm not complaining mind you, but don't you want to put your pants back on?"

"I can't. Something is wrong. I seem obsessed. All I can think about is sex. I took them off because the cloth rubbing against my...um...exposed cock was going to cause me to cum."

Paige grinned. "I don't think I've ever seen your face that shade of red before. You think it's part of the curse?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Why don't you help me in the living room with the library books. They’re pretty dry reading."

We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. We each took a book and started scanning through them. But my attention was not on the book. Involuntarily I was glancing at Paige's bare leg. Its seductive curves and valleys. The wonderful warm moist mound of darkness I imagined I could see through her shorts.

"Paige, I'm going to take a shower." I got up and for the first time in my life I took a cold shower. It was not a pleasant experience, but it seemed to work. My canine dick finally returned to its home. My tail fur was holding the water and I reached around to towel it off making the fur puff out. I did the same with the fur surrounding my genitals. It was still moist, so I took Paige's hair drier and started blow drying my tail and sheath. The warm hair was like a soft caress. Unfortunately, by the time I had dried off completely the urges had returned and they seemed stronger, more immediate. My thoughts were clouding with a powerful desire.

Paige's sexy voice drifted into the bathroom from the living room. "Scott? Are you okay? You've been in there for a long time." I dropped the hair drier. There was something much more pleasurable. Something I wanted, desired, needed. I walked out of the bathroom and quietly snuck down the hallway towards the living room. Her back was to me as she sat on the couch. I leaned over the couch and put my hands on her shoulders. I started to knead and massage her petite neck and shoulders. She leaned back into me. "That's feels great." She leaned her head forward exposing more of her supple neck.

I put my nose into her hair. Inhaling her fragrance. Shivers ran down my body. I started to lick the back of her neck, as my hands migrated down her back. I felt the urge to bite her and started to gently nibble on her velvety nape. "Scott, I think you need another shower. You better stop before you get carried away."

I continued to advance my hands down her back and then sliding them around to grasp herbreasts. The female moved to get up. I grabbed her shoulders and held her down, pushing my face into her hair. She violently wiggled out of my grasp.

"Scott! What's wrong with you?" She turned and we locked gazes. She started backing up as fear creased her brow. I stepped over the back of the couch. My maleness proudly displayed dribbling pre-cum. "Keep away from me. I mean it." She commanded.

I crouched down on the couch and then pounced. Our bodies collided. Her body sliding against mine. She got her legs between us and catapulted me over the coffee table. She got up and ran. By the time I got to my feet she was starting to close the bedroom door. I ran down the hall just as the door slammed shut. The knob wouldn't turn. I threw my shoulder into the door, but it wouldn't move. I could hear furniture being piled up against the door. I couldn't reach her. I let loose with an incoherent yell of frustration. I needed release. I grabbed my straining cock shaft. A stinging, burning flash of pain tore into my cock. “DAMN!!!” My hands were just too rough and my cock just too sensitive to be able to stand that.

I remembered and quickly moved my hand down to my knot and started stroking. My fingers slipped down to the back of the knot and the shaft behind it, between the knot and my balls, and an electric jolt of pleasure shot from my groin. I started jerking off wildly. The pressure quickly grew until I was blinded with desire. Large thick shots of cum covered the wall and floor. As soon as the orgasm passed, the pain began.

My toes started to ache. The ache quickly migrated up my legs and became painful. My feet started lengthening and black and tan fur started emerging from my skin. A line of fur quickly migrated up my legs to merge with my furry genitals and tail. My feet became incredibly long and then both legs started changing. My thighs shortened and became slimmer. My calves thinned as my legs
turned into dog's legs. My toes had merged to form perfect canine paws complete with pointed thick nails and dark tough paw pads. I held my breath waiting for the change to continue, but it seemed to have stopped at my waist. From the hips down, I now resembled a very large German Shepherd Dog. The fur on my lower legs and paws was tan, and started blending into black on the outside of my upper calves and thighs. All of the fur under my tail, from my anus up to about my belly button, and inside my calves and thighs was tan. The fur across my lower back, the back and sides of my hips, and down the top of my tail was black.

I started breathing again. It was beginning to look like I wasn't going to be able to stop the curse. I seemed to be destined to live the rest of my life as a dog. Feelings of self-pity and despair merged as I was losing hope. Tears started filling my eyes making my vision blurry until I wiped them away. And then it hit me. Everything that had just happened came flooding back into my mind. What had I done to Paige? I had nearly raped her. Now she will leave me. I didn't deserve her in the first place; it would only be a matter of time before she met someone she liked better anyway. I stood up and knocked on the door.

"Paige? I don't expect you to forgive, but I'm so sorry." She didn't respond. "If you'll let me get my clothes, I'll leave. I won't try to touch you. I'll go to the living room and you can throw them into the hallway." I found that I could still walk upright. It was a lot springier walking on paws. Like I could jump a mile. It seemed like I was walking on the balls of my feet, but it felt comfortable. I went back into the living room. I could hear the furniture being moved again.

From behind the door Paige's muffled voice warned. "I've got my pepper spray, so stand back."

The door opened a crack. When she saw I wasn't there she opened it all the way and saw me standing in the living room. She froze in the doorway as her mouth fell wide open. She broke the silence and kept me from starting to cry like a baby. "They say that big feet mean a big dick. I guess it applies to big paws too."

I looked down at my canine legs in shame. "You like them? Unfortunately they're attached to an asshole. If you’ll throw me my clothes, I'll leave."

"You can't go outside like that. You don't have to leave. If the curse becomes too strong again, we'll pay more attention and I'll just lock myself in the bedroom again. Besides we have a better chance of breaking the curse together."

"Paige, I love you. I don't think I could handle this without you. You are my sanity, my reason for being. I know this isn't the most romantic time or place, but when this is over, do you think you would…um…want to marry me?"

"When you can get onto your human knees and propose, then we'll talk. Right now, while you've got your hormones under control we need to crack the books."

The next morning I awoke from the couch almost in a panic. Two days were gone already and we didn't have any idea how to reverse this. What was I going to do? I didn't want to be a dog. We had talked about going ahead and fulfilling the requirements of the curse, but we were keeping it as a last resort. But it seemed that we were out of other options.

Paige came from the bedroom. She was watching me and I could see the little can of pepper spray in her hand. "Are you okay?" She asked.

I frowned. "No. But I've got my hormones under control still."

"Good, I can't lock myself in the bedroom if I'm going to pick up Hank and Tina." We had called quite a few different dog breeders about purchasing two German shepherds. Our insistence that we had to have the dogs by today, and that the female be in heat made the breeders suspicious, and they wouldn’t do business with us for any price.

In desperation, we had called Phil, and he gave us the name and phone number of the breeder that Schultz had come from. He started to ask us a lot of questions, but we begged him to trust us, and promised him we would tell him everything tomorrow if he would give us a good recommendation to the breeder. In fact, Tina and I decided to really tell Phil everything. He was a good and trustworthy friend and could always think of unique solutions to problems, and seemed to always see situations from a fresh and different angle than most folks. For a blind person, he often had more “vision” than people with normal sight.

Our unique demands also raised suspicions with this breeder, but Phil’s recommendation of us, and our other references checked out. By the evening, our savings accounts were significantly depleted, and we were the proud owners of Heinrich von Leipshen and Christina von Butchmeier,
also known as Hank and Tina.

Chapter 5


I asked for about the hundredth time. "Are you sure we've interpreted the curse correctly? I mean do you really think making love to a dog will return me to normal."

She responded. "I don't think we have any other choice, unless you are willing to wait until tomorrow morning to see what happens."

"I'm convinced the curse is real. Every time I go to the bathroom or forget and sit on my tail, I'm rudely reminded of just how real." I sighed.

Paige picked up the dogs herself at the airport. They were flown in on First Class airfare, their two large crates sitting in the floor in the larger space between rows in the First Class section of the jetliner. While getting the dogs and crates loaded into her Toyota RAV4, she had a difficult time keeping them separated. Hank could obviously tell Tina was in heat, and was very persistent in his attempts to get to her. Once home, we locked Hank in Paige's garage, where he couldn't do any damage. They were both out of Soviet/Russian bloodlines, like Schultz, and also, like Schultz, were absolutely beautiful, strongly built, and extremely intelligent dogs.

We were sitting in the living room with Tina walking around the room sniffing the furniture. Not knowing how to proceed I wondered aloud. "Now what?"

Paige grinned. "Maybe you should whisper sweet nothings in her ear?"

"Very funny." I growled.

Tina seemed to resolve the issue for us. She started smelling my furry leg and then quickly worked her way to my crotch, which she started licking. She must have gotten confused because she started to hump my leg. I bent over to gently push her off and she started licking my face. Once I placed her back on all fours she turned her tail towards me displaying her vagina.

"Was that foreplay?" I asked with a crooked grin.

"It seems Tina knows what she wants. Why don't you go ahead and give it to her? I can see you're ready."

Since even sweatpants were uncomfortable now I was wearing only a T-shirt
around the apartment. My pink pointed cock was now emerging from my sheath and was plainly visible, and my knot was just beginning to grow enough to be noticed as a lump in my sheath, about halfway between the tip and my balls. The surges of desire had been steadily increasing all day, but hadn't reached the same level as last night yet.

"Paige, I don't know if I can do this. I mean she's a dog for god's sake."

"Scott, from the waist down, so are you. She is obviously receptive to you. Just let those urges you keeping talking about take control."

Tina backed up and started rubbing her flanks against my legs. As I bent down and tentatively grasped Tina's hips the curse stepped up a notch. I leaned over and aimed my growing pink cock at her opening. Tina looked back over my shoulder at me, and I could very distinctly see a look of approval and desire in her eyes. I started slowly inserting my throbbing dick into her canine cunt, hoping that she would be able to take me, since my cock was much larger than a normal German Shepherd’s. I found that I had to insert it at an upwards angle of about 45 degrees and then once about two or three inches were in, her vaginal passage turned and leveled out, parallel with and just below her spine. By hunching my hips forward, and upwards, the tip of my cock ‘turned the corner’, and I could insert more of it. Amazingly, she was able to take all of me, but my cock wasn’t nearly grown to its full length and girth yet. The feeling was fantastic: very hot, tight, and velvety smooth inside.

As soon as I was inside her, she held completely still. I started to slowly thrust in and out. However, my control quickly evaporated and I soon found myself plunging my knot deep into Tina. She accepted it easily, since it wasn’t nearly full grown. And she even pushed back to me, impaling herself deeper onto my swelling cock. My pelvis suddenly got a mind of its own and started pumping as quickly as possible. I grasped her tightly in front of her hips and pulled her back tight against my pelvis as I hammered into her, rapid-fire. I could feel my knot and cock driving deeper into her and growing larger and larger, and her burning-hot cunt tightening down on my straining cock. My orgasm quickly built and I flooded Tina with a massive load of my human/canine semen.

As I had expected, I was firmly tied to Tina, and if past experience was any indication, I was going to be stuck for about 10-15 minutes. Tina looked back towards me and twisted her body around enough that she was able to reach back and lick me softly on my cheek as I was hunched over her back catching my breath. The sweet look in her eyes and gentleness of her licks touched my heart.

I was very surprised and confused by the emotions I was feeling. Then she merely stood still as if she knew we were locked together. I felt down between us, and was amazed to find that the back of my knot was buried a couple of inches inside her opening. “Holy Shit!" I thought. That means that she has at least 14 inches of my cock buried inside her.

My thoughts slowly returned to the issue at hand. “Well, when should I change back?"

Paige had been quietly watching the whole time, which in retrospect I found a little embarrassing. It almost felt like I was cheating on her and right in front of her too. She shrugged. "I don't know. I thought it would happen immediately. Perhaps we have to wait until you are untied."

Just then I was struck with a horrible, searing, blinding headache. I doubled over Tina’s back and held onto her to keep from falling out on the floor. She was strong and was able to steady me and hold me up. When the pain finally subsided a little, after what was probably only 15 seconds (but seemed like minutes), and I could get one eye open, I saw Paige with her hands over her mouth and her eyes very wide.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" I whimpered.

The pain was spreading into my face, and I watched in horror as my nose and mouth started stretching away from my face. My teeth ached with the same pain shooting into my head like I had just drunk something super cold. My nose started feeling damp like it was going to start running badly. My eyes started watering as I inhaled some very strong aromas. Once the newness of the smells died down a little, I realized I was smelling things I had never smelled before. I could smell my own body odors. I could smell hundreds of strong fragrances from Tina and Paige. Some seemed to convey a sense of eroticism, calmness, contentment, and hunger. Somehow I could even smell the Doritos bag I threw in the trashcan two nights ago. I couldn't name the odor but I could actually smell fear flowing in waves from Paige.

As this occurred my ears started aching and then popped. It was if my ears had been plugged and now were open. I could hear all sorts of noises from inside the apartment and out. Hank rummaging around in the garage. A fly buzzing around in the bedroom and people walking by the apartment on the sidewalk outside. Paige’s breathing.

I looked over at her with my heart racing. "Help me Paige. Please do something." My voice had turned gravelly and husky. I tried to clear my throat and I produced a very dog-like whimper.

"I don't know what to do." Paige said from the couch, plaintively, with distress and trembling in her voice. She sat hugging her knees to her chest.

I pulled hard to get my cock out of Tina causing her to yelp, so I stopped. Incredibly my cock was still erect. Apparently overwhelming fear and pain didn't affect it. I tried to blank my mind out: to totally withdraw into myself, Zen style. Tina was standing totally motionless also, and even seemed to be trying to be completely quiet by minimizing her panting. After a few more minutes of silence and stillness, I felt my cock loosening up inside of Tina’s vagina. I couldn’t tell if it was my knot shrinking or her vagina relaxing, or both, but it began to slide out of her, pushed by the pressure of my voluminous load of semen in her.

My cock popped out of her, followed by a gush of cum. Tina lay down on the floor and started licking herself as only a dog can do. She didn't appear to be hurt in any way by the huge size of my cock. The pain in my head and face had stopped and it took a minute for me to register that the changes had stopped. I did a quick survey and realized I was not completely changed. I was still standing upright. I was covered in fur everywhere now except for the palms of my hands, which were still mainly human. My fingernails were half way between human and claws. I took my T-shirt off, but besides the new fur coat, my chest, arms, neck, and upper abdomen were unchanged.

With my toenails clicking on the tiled floor I walked to the mirror in the bathroom and, despite knowing my face had changed, I was still shocked to see a dog's head on my shoulders looking back at me with my eyes. My ears felt very flexible as I stretched and flexed a previously unknown muscle, sort of like clenching my jaws but further back and higher on my head. I lifted them from their currently flat position to erect. However, that didn't fit my mood somehow, and when I relaxed that muscle, they dropped down to give me the look of a scolded dog. Upon looking closer, I realized that I still had a few human characteristics left in my face, but on casual inspection my head could easily be mistaken for a German Shepherd.

I had beautiful, shiny, black fur up my back and neck. It extended around the sides of my ribs and over the tops of my shoulders also. My new muzzle was black, fading back to tan on my cheeks. I had a cool looking black mask around my eyes with a couple of swatches of tan above each eye for eyebrow accents. There was black fur covering the back of my head, across my forehead, and an Eddie Munster style point of black fur that extended down to the bridge of my nose, between my eyes. Right on top of my head, between my ears, were two lighter patches of tan/gray fur, with a narrow stripe of black fur down the middle that connected the black fur on my forehead with the black fur on the back of my head. There was a very distinct and fairly straight border between the black fur and the tan fur on my head that extended from the back corners of my eyes, back to the lower corners of my ears, with black above and tan below. The overall effect was strikingly handsome. The tan fur on my cheeks extended downward, came together below and behind my muzzle and covered the front of my neck, my chest, insides of my upper arms and all of my lower arms and backs of my hands. And there was now a moist black dog-nose on the end of my new muzzle.


Chapter 6


I saw Paige appear in the mirror behind me. She put her hands on my shoulders and rested her head on my fur covered back. I turned away from my image in the mirror and hugged her. She was my center of normalcy. We hugged for a long time. Her gentle stroking down my back had a wonderful calming effect. I got a strange stuffy feeling in my mouth. When I opened my muzzle a wonderful cooling sensation spread through my body. Before I knew it I was panting.

An eternity later, once I had regained my control, I let go of her and went back into the living room. I was careful not to sit directly on my tail as I sat on the couch. Paige went to the refrigerator and poured each of us a glass of lemonade. "Here." She handed me a glass of lemonade.

I brought it up to my mouth, which seemed to be a mile in front of my face. I put the glass to my lips. The smell of the lemons was almost overpowering as my snout entered the glass. I tilted the glass up to take a drink. As I let the lemonade enter my mouth, I tried to swallow. Instead my tongue jutted out of my mouth and nearly to the bottom of the glass lapping up the lemonade. I
put the glass down discouraged.

Paige started giggling. "What do you find funny?" I growled. I must have sounded meaner than I intended because Paige started producing that scared scent again and she immediately stopped giggling.

"I'm sorry." She meekly replied.

My anger quickly evaporated and to break the tension I decided to joke around with her. I wrinkled my nose and lifted my lips showing my teeth. I followed this with, to my surprise, a very convincing growl. Unfortunately Paige didn't see the joke. She pulled her knees up to her chin and started crying. She was shaking and the smell of terror was streaming from her pores. My indestructible rock of stability was crying. I felt terrible. I reached over and put my hand on her head.

She mumbled into her knees. "Please don't hurt me."

"Paige, I'm the one who's sorry. I would never hurt you. I didn't even mean to scare you. It was supposed to be a joke. Obviously not a very good one."

She looked up at me. Tears had left little streams down her cheeks. I tried to imagine how a dog would look apologizing or a way to look non-intimidating. As soon as I thought of it, my body, of its own will, got down on the floor and rolled over onto my back displaying my belly. I added some whimpering and the best apologetic eyes I could muster.

The fear smell disappeared and she started to giggle. "You bad little puppy."

She reached down and scratched my belly. My right leg started pounding the ground. Paige started laughing. I was surprised and a little embarrassed. I had not intended for my leg to do that, but I wasn't going to tell her that. Playing along, I sat up and put my head in her lap. She started stroking my head and scratching behind my ears. It felt so good, that I started to doze. I imagined this wonderful fragrance. As it grew stronger, it became more and more sensual. I opened my eyes when I realized that it was Paige's scents that were turning me on. I stood up and walked to the other side of the room with my cock proudly erect.

"Paige, you've got to keep away from me. My new nose is making all smells very powerful. Your aroma is turning me on and it’s becoming hard to resist. There isn't that much human left in me. If we make love again, I'm afraid the curse will finish the process and turn me completely into a dog."

Tina had been curled up in the corner dozing. I had forgotten about her, but as I got closer to her, she woke up and walked over to me. She rubbed her side against my legs. Being in season, her erotic scent was even stronger than Paige's and I was starting to think it wouldn't be so bad to be a dog.

"Paige, take Tina back into the bedroom before I loose control. Hurry."

Paige got up and, watching me warily, she took Tina by the collar. Tina didn't want to leave me and resisted, but Paige managed to get her into the bedroom. I cracked open a window and stuck my snout outside to clear my head. The variety of scents and their nuances amazed me. It was great. I couldn't identify more than 10% of the smells, but I could tell old from new, near from far, and a lot of them communicated emotional tones.

It suddenly hit me: I loved this… I loved my new senses, I loved the feeling of being connected to nature, of being able to smell and to feel the true emotions that other humans and animals are feeling. I loved my fur. I loved the intense feeling of exuberant life that was filling me more as the curse progressed. I really liked how I looked… In fact, I liked my new canine appearance better than my old human one. And, I had to admit, I had always fantasized about having a larger cock, and now that I had a much larger one, with its uniquely canine attributes, I really loved it and the terrifically ecstatic pleasure that it brought me. But that was shallow thinking.

My mind went back to what brought lasting happiness in life… Friends: I had some good ones…but would they accept me as a dog? Family: I didn’t really have any that I was close to, except possibly my Mom, but I wanted a family that would love me for me. Unconditional love, like a dog’s love. I wanted to run and romp, play and cavort with Paige, Tina, Schultz, and Hank. I wanted to live life with exuberance and abandon.

God, I would love to try to live life as a dog. But would I have crushing regrets?… My mind was torn… Could I do it and not be a burden and not be totally dependent on someone else? And, as silly as it seemed on the surface, not having opposable thumbs would be a tremendous obstacle to overcome on the road to independence. If I could retain my human intelligence, I could do this. But, one of the most important questions I had was: if I could retain my human intelligence, could I use it to support myself, and my family? Surely there was a way. In fact, I felt in my heart that there was a way. But hell, even if my intelligence deteriorated to that of a normal dog, I wouldn’t know any better anyway, and I’d still be happy, IF I had a good master. And think of the opportunity to travel a path in life that possibly no one had ever traveled. It all hinged on whether or not my best friends in life would support my decision and be willing to help me get started down this path……. My mind continued to churn madly….

It all depends on Paige. I already knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. And I believe that she feels the same way about me. But does that include me as a dog? She is the only one that I can bare my soul to. I trust her implicitly. Do I have the right to even ask her to consider sticking with me through this awesome experiment?… I trust her implicitly…… God, I love her…and, God, I want to try this. But, am I out of my mind???

"Are you okay?" Paige asked from the kitchen doorway.

I couldn’t bring myself to talk about what was really on my mind. I still had my snout out the window, and was staring blankly into the yard. "Yah, I seem to have control again. You would be amazed at the odors I can smell. Both your and Tina's scent are still present but they aren't overwhelming anymore. I must have developed some canine instincts that I can't completely control. Unless the curse is picking up speed."

"So now what? The curse evidently requires a male's seed. Are you willing to try it with Hank? Do you want to do it now?"

Against my will I started to whine. "Oh Paige, why is this happening to me? Why me?!" My whining words degenerated into a pitiful whimpering sound. Hearing the canine sound, oddly enough, made me angry at my weakness in front of Paige. Then I felt her hands on my shoulders. She turned me around towards her and I melted into her arms.

"I don't know if I can do it, Paige. What if we are wrong and Hank only completes the curse? What if it's all just a sadistic joke and there isn't a way to reverse the transformation?" I tried to gently push away from her, but she held me tight.

Then she grasped my muzzle with one hand and pulled it up in front of her face, almost nose-to-nose with her, and she looked me square in the eyes. “Scott, Honey, I love you,” she said in the sweetest and most reassuring voice I had ever heard issue from her lips. “And I’ll love you whether the transformation reverses or not.” The tension started to melt out of me. “I loved you as a human, and I’ll love you as a dog.”

"Oh Paige... You are an answer to my prayers…,” I spoke truthfully, my voice breaking. I tried to regain my composure and then, just above a whisper, I choked out THE question: “What if I choose to remain a dog? To complete the transformation?”

"Then I still want to be with you, always,” she whispered with tenderness, her beautiful blue eyes never wavering from mine. “I’ve been thinking about what an utterly fantastic opportunity this could be. But you know that there are things that could happen that would cause me to end up as your Master. Could you handle that? And, if we’re not careful, you could end up in some government lab. But, I would sacrifice my life to keep that from happening to you. But, still, are you prepared to accept that possibility?”

I thanked God in my heart for allowing this wonderful, intelligent, thinking, understanding, and yet, VERY sexy, woman to be a part of my life. My throat tightened and I could just barely speak, with my voice quaking. “Yes… and yes. With you beside me,.. I can face anything…” Ordinarily, tears of joy would be welling up in my eyes, but apparently my tear ducts were changed now, and I could no longer cry as before. I buried my head in her chest.

She hugged me tight, stroked my neck and back a few times, and then pulled my muzzle back up. The distinct smell of her desire started to invade my senses. Her bright blue eyes were dancing with love and joy, and a wry grin filled her face as she said, “I’ve also got to admit to you, that I’ve always been secretly turned on by big, sexy-looking, male dogs. Now, to find one like this…and it’s you…. This is just my ultimate fantasy come true!”

My heart leapt and did cartwheels of joy around in my chest. I started panting and my tail started wagging rapidly. My ears were standing up right on top of my head. I couldn’t help it, and was wiggling with anticipation, like a dog excited about getting to go for a walk or ride in the car.

She gripped both of my shoulders and stepped back a step, her eyes locked into mine again. Her expression changed to one of concern. “But first… Are you totally and completely SURE this is what you want to do?”

My heart, my gut feelings, and every fiber of my body were pouring feelings of affirmation into my mind, which amazingly agreed with what I already felt in the logical, analytical side of my brain. I almost barked with joy, “Yes! Absolutely!”

“And no regrets? No matter what happens?”, she continued, still with concern, but mixed with deep love.

“No regrets. No matter what.” I said, unfaltering, looking deep into her eyes, trying to touch her soul… Struggling to keep my rising desires and emotions under control.

She stared back into my eyes, unblinking. I felt her soul touch mine. Our eyes were locked and our souls mingled for several seconds of eternity. Joy, mirth, the wry grin, and something lusty, yet sensual, returned to her face, and her smell.

She pulled me to her, hugging me, and planted a deep kiss on the end of my muzzle. Our tongues did a dance of love in our mouths, and both plunged in deeply, exploring and mingling. I tried to be careful not to gag her with mine, but kissed her as deeply as I dared, bringing us both new feelings we had never experienced. She sucked and nibbled on my tongue, intermittently, nearly driving me wild. The smell of her love and her lust flooded my being, and I was on the verge of losing control again.

Suddenly, she broke our kiss, took hold of my hands, and locked eyes with me again. “Then let’s get to it,.. Rover!”, and started backing down the hall pulling me with her.

Chapter 7


When we reached her bedroom door, she reached behind her and opened it. Tina bounced out excitedly. The smell of her lust hit me. Paige yanked me through the door, and quickly closed it behind us, leaving poor Tina whining in the hall, and sniffing under the door.

The room was permeated with the powerful smell and effect of Tina’s scent, and Paige’s just added to it. Paige was undressed in seconds, and her erotic scent hit me even more powerfully. I was already losing control as she sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, giving me that “come hither” look. She was just starting to say something when I dove between her legs and plunged my muzzle into her womanhood. Her intoxicating scent filled my brain. Without consciously thinking about it, I licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clitoris in one swipe of my tongue.

She jerked as if shocked with electricity, and sucked in her breath. I licked again, covering even more territory, from her puckered anus to the top of her labia. She threw back her head and spread her legs wider, inviting me in further. I started licking her harder and faster. The suppleness, strength, and length of my tongue amazed me, and certainly was pleasing Paige. Her juices were flowing freely now. My tongue parted her labia and I plunged it in deeper searching for the source of that sweet flow.

My tongue found her vaginal opening, and I was astonished to find that I could thrust it deeply inside her. There was the source of her love juice! My tongue automatically shifted into overdrive and I licked as fast as I could, going deeper and deeper into Paige’s love canal. Her cunt started spasming and clenching at my tongue as she moaned loudly and fell into the rigors of her first orgasm. My cock had started to swell and snake out of its sheath, and I was struck with the overpowering urge to mount her. I could feel pre-cum already beginning to squirt out of my cock.

Quickly raising my head and chest, I grasped her hips on both sides and pulled my hips up between her legs, positioning my cock at the opening to her vagina. She was laying on her back on the edge of the bed, her butt hanging over the edge somewhat. Paige’s eyes were tightly shut, but popped open and met mine, locking into them.

“Scott, take me. f*** me hard... Make me your bitch,” she said in a husky but pleading tone.

I replied by pushing about six inches of my already well-lubricated shaft into her. She gasped and threw her head back again. Then pulled her feet up off of the floor and wrapped her legs around me, with her ankles behind my butt, pulling me into her. I started stroking into her going deeper each time. Within a few more strokes, my knot was banging into her labia. It was still somewhat soft, but was already of a formidable size. Feeling it against her cunt lips, Paige pulled me tighter into her with her legs. There was resistance for a second, Paige moaned loudly and thrust her hips up hard against mine, then my knot stretched her labia wide and popped inside of her.

She clamped down on my cock and knot with her vaginal muscles, pulling my knot even deeper into her vagina. The intense pleasure was so overcoming that the canine instincts took me over completely and my hips went into an uncontrollable, jack-hammering, fury of wild hunching. I pounded my cock into her with every ounce of my energy. I was panting uncontrollably, with my tongue lolled out of the side of my mouth.

I looked down and could see the end of my cock moving inside her, behind and above her navel. Bowing my neck, I started lavishing rough licks onto her breasts and nipples. Paige’s body went rigid as she was wracked by another orgasm. She grabbed the fur on my flanks and pulled me even harder into her, as she ground her hips into mine. My cock and knot were still swelling inside her.

“f*** ME!! OH GOD, f*** ME!!!!” she yelled.

I licked her throat and gently nibbled and nipped at it, and she started bucking against me in one orgasmic seizure after another. I could feel my balls contracting and my load building up pressure in the roots of my cock. Her cunt was stretched to the limit and was still squeezing my dick with incredible force. My cock was so hard, it felt like it was going to burst, and the intense pleasure radiating through my body pushed me on towards climax. Then I felt an incredible volume of semen start to rush down the length of my penis. My cum boiled out of my cock in massive, hot jets, pouring into and inflating her uterus.

As my orgasm subsided, I started licking her breasts and nipples again, causing Paige’s orgasms to continue. I tried to suck one of her nipples and was glad to find that I still could, even with my long muzzle, however, I couldn’t develop the vacuum I formerly could. When Paige’s orgasms began to subside, she reached up and enveloped me in a tight hug, burying her head in the fur of my neck and nuzzling against me. I could feel my balls still contracting, one after the other, and my cock still spurting little jets of my jism deep into her womb, distending it, and causing her tummy to pooch out like she was about five months pregnant. Her vagina was clamped tightly closed against the back side of my knot, keeping a constant tension on my cock, pulling it deeply into her. I was panting with my tongue hanging out, and was silently thanking God for her, while deeply enjoying the feeling of our tie.

Then it hit me: a stabbing, burning pain that emanated out of the center of my chest, radiated down my arms, and up into my neck. The first glimmer of thought that went through my mind was that I was having a heart attack, but that was quickly replaced by the realization that the curse, the transformation, had me in its grips again. The pain ripped into my hands and fingers and I hugged my hands to my chest trying to get some relief. My eyes were tightly shut and I was whining and crying like a dog being whipped. Suddenly I felt someone rubbing my hands and chest, and, opening my eyes slightly, I saw Paige still below me with a look of horror, concern, and also deep love, on her face and in her eyes. I could also smell her fear and concern. I tried to pull away from her, but my knot still tightly tied us.

Her soothing voice penetrated my shroud of pain. “Scott, Baby, I’m here for you. What can I do for you, Honey?”

I tried to answer her, but all that came out was an agonized whimper. Trying again harder, I managed to choke out a slurred, gravelly “I donn’t knnow”. My voice was changing again and it was harder to talk.

I looked at my hands and saw them forming into paws. My thumbs were shrinking and receding towards my wrist, as the last joint at the end of my fingers bent backwards, and my claws formed fully. Thick black pads formed near the ends of my fingers and where the front of my palm used to be, and the hair on my arms and paws grew denser.

This was it. This would finish the transformation, I knew in my heart. Fear overwhelmed me.

“Please God, pleeease, let me keep my mind, my speech, and my lifespan,” I prayed and pleaded repeatedly. The realization had hit me that at age 22, I would be ancient for a dog, or at the very least, a large part of my lifespan would be gone.

My breastbone began to creak and pop and grow outward, pulling my ribs with it, narrowing my chest. My shoulders and shoulder blades started to rotate forward, following my ribs and further narrowing and deepening my chest. My upper arms were flattening out. I could feel my bones groaning and popping as they changed shape and snapped into their new positions. My neck was thickening and lengthening. The burning pain had spread like a fire through every fiber and molecule of my body. My muscles rippled and grew. Yelps and howls of agony and fear escaped me.

I felt my lungs expanding and growing in capacity and new breath rushed in to fill them. Then, the pain started to subside and I felt it being replace by enormous strength. Consciousness of my surroundings returned to me. My senses were even sharper and more sensitive than they had been just a few minutes previously. I looked down and saw Paige still beneath me on the edge of the bed with a look of shock and awe on her face, but the smell of fear was less now. My cock was still buried in her and we were still tied, a fact that amazed me. The need for freedom hit me and I pulled against her. Tremendous feelings of power and life coursed through me.

“OWW!! Whoa!! Stop!! You’re hurting me!!” Paige yelled into my face. She grabbed the fur and hide on both sides of my face, with both her hands, and pulled my head around to look at her, square in the eyes. “Scott, can you understand me?” she asked, still with love and concern.

I shook me head in the affirmative, and tried to form a word. With concentration, I was able to answer, “Yessssh”.

Her eyes lit up and she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. Then ran her fingers up and down my back, scratching me. Ohhhhh, it felt good!! And I groaned in appreciation.


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Chapter 8


I was elated. I could still understand her speech and apparently still had most, if not all, of my mental faculties. And I could talk, although with some difficulty. About then I felt my knot shrinking rapidly and my cock sliding out of her. It popped free with a shlurping noise. Without thinking, I backed off a few steps, sat down on my haunches and twisted around and started licking my pecker clean. Then the realization of what I was doing hit me and I started laughing at myself for my dog-like behavior, but what came out of me was series of happy yelps and yips.

I looked around and Paige was looking at me and laughing, too. Then I could smell and see our juices running out of her and I ran back up between her legs and started licking her clean. The salty, sweet, musky smell and taste of our mixed juices was ambrosia to my senses. She laughed and moaned, relishing the feeling of my tongue. After I had cleaned her up, a great feeling of bliss and liveliness filled me and I started bouncing and cavorting around her bedroom, yipping and barking for joy. Paige was laughing too. Then I bounced up onto her bed again, and noticed my reflection in her mirrored closet doors.

I stopped and looked. WOW!! I was now an awesome looking German Shepherd Dog!… A BIG, awesome looking German Shepherd!!! With the same super-duty build and proportions as Schultz, but MUCH larger. Just for fun, I whirled around towards the mirror, thrusting my front paws forward and lowering my chest and head at that same instant, in a playful stance, and barked loudly at my reflection. I loved it! Then, almost automatically, my hackles stood up along the whole length of my neck, shoulders and back and I growled at my reflection deeply and menacingly, and barked again. COOL!! That should scare the absolute shit out of anybody or anything. This is great! But I know in my heart that I really don’t want to scare anybody, but it’s nice to know I can, if needed.

“Scott!! Quit barking! You’re killing my ears, silly boy!” Paige scolded me, with her palms over her ears.

I flopped down on the bed next to Paige and rolled over onto my back. She started scratching my belly and ribs again on my right side, and my right back leg started kicking again involuntarily, bringing a smile to her face. Man! That felt good!! After a few minutes, we just relaxed beside each other on the bed.

“Scott, you look fantastic!” Paige said with sincerity in her voice. “You look so good, it makes me want to change, too. And I can’t believe how HUGE you are! I’ve never seen another German Shepherd anywhere near your size. Let’s get you on the scales and weigh you.”

She got up and brought the bathroom scales out and set it in the middle of the floor. I got up and had to hunch up to get all four of my feet on it. I weighed 168 pounds! About 20 pounds less than my normal human weight had been. And it wasn’t fat either: my muscles rippled beneath my fur.

I could hear Tina sniffing under the door, and whining some, and also Hank out in the garage poking around and whining, and I began to realize that I was hungry. And somehow I knew that Hank and Tina were hungry too. The alarm clock on the bedside table read a little after 8:00 pm. It had been a long day. I rolled back over and concentrated on communicating with Paige.

“Haankssh hunnngrrrrry,” I managed to force out in a deep voice. “Nnn Thiinna tooo.”

Paige looked at me with surprise, but she understood. “Hank’s hungry and Tina too?” she questioned.

I nodded my head ‘yes’.

“Ok, I’m hungry too, and I bet you’re also hungry”

I nodded my head ‘yes’ again.

Paige stood up and I hopped off the bed. I was going to go to the kitchen with her, but it dawned on me that I’d have to face Tina again. Even though I’d had sex twice in the past couple of hours, I didn’t know if I’d be able to resist breeding Tina again if I confronted her, especially now that I was virtually 100% a canine, and my senses, and therefore her effect on me, were so much stronger now. Just as Paige reached the door, I stopped and whined and she looked down at me (although my head reached up nearly to her breasts). I could feel that my ears were flopped down and back, and apparently I had a fearful expression on my face.

“Do you want to wait until I feed Tina and put her in her crate?” she asked, somehow reading my mind.

I nodded my head ‘yes’ yet again.

Paige opened the door and slipped out while restraining Tina from getting in. A strong whiff of her scent hit my nose and I immediately started feeling the beginnings of a new arousal, but resisted it. In just a minute, I heard the dog food bowls rattling around that the breeders had sent along with Hank and Tina. I also heard Tina bouncing in anticipation of being fed. Then I heard the sounds of Tina being fed in the kitchen, Hank being fed in the garage, and shortly thereafter, heard Paige taking Tina out in the backyard to do her ‘business’. After several minutes, I heard them come back inside, Tina being put in her crate, and the door latched. Paige came and opened the bedroom door and I trotted down the hall to the kitchen.

“Do you want to meet Hank out in the backyard?” she asked me.

“Oh Lord”, I thought. I was looking forward to meeting other dogs, but meeting Hank for the first time, under these circumstances, worried me.

Hank was in a new home, and was exceedingly horny due to Tina’s scent, but had been kept locked up in a crate or confined to the garage all day. Plus, I was another male dog, a stranger to him, a potential adversary, and a competitor in his race to breed Tina. Not a good combination.

Again Paige read the worry on my face. “You go on out in the backyard, and I’ll put him on a leash and bring him out,” she assured me, while opening the back door.

Her confidence perked me up and I trotted out. It was dark out now and Paige turned on the lights in the backyard.

“What am I gonna do to make friends with Hank?” kept running through my head. I had to pee and I lifted my leg and let fly against one of the posts of the privacy fence around the backyard. In just a minute, she came out the back door with Hank straining at the leash pulling her.

“Heel!” she commanded him, and snapped back on the leash. Hank obeyed and moved back beside her left leg as they started walking across the backyard.

“Well… It’s now or never” I thought as I started walking across the yard towards them trying not to look too threatening, but not submissive to him either.

When Hank saw me, his hackles stood up a little, but Paige snapped back on the leash again and commanded him to “Sit!”, which he did immediately. “No Bark!” she also commanded.

I trotted up to them, head up, but tail wagging, and then sat down just in front of Hank. He leaned forward a little to try to touch noses with me, and I reciprocated. I could sense confidence, friendliness, and also lust from him. We touched noses and he wanted to check me out more thoroughly. I stood up and moved forward, beside him, and he bent down and sniffed my sheath and then the inside of my thigh, before moving up to sniff around under my tail. Paige told Hank to stand, and then told me to go ahead and check him out; that it was proper dog etiquette and I may as well start learning it now.

I bent down and sniffed up and down his sheath, taking in its musky, male smell. Then I sniffed the inside of his thigh, and noted that Hank stood completely still while I did so. He had a distinct, but very pleasant smell that I could recognize anywhere. I wasn’t looking forward to smelling his butt, but I sniffed back there anyway, since it was the dog thing to do. Hmmm… Strange…. Smells that previously would have revolted me now seemed quite different; stronger, but more tolerable, more interesting, more full of information.

These smells seemed to lock into my permanent memory, and I realized that if I ever came across a place where Hank had peed or pooped or laid around much, I’d know it was him and about how long ago he’d been there. I looked back at him and he touched my nose again and gave my muzzle a lick and I could clearly sense that he just wanted to be friendly and didn’t intend any aggression. I thought that it would be fun to run and romp in the yard with him and his face lit up and he started to get excited.

“Llllett Hannnk llloosssh,” I asked Paige.

“Ok,” she said, understanding me and unclipping the leash from Hank’s collar.
Hank bounded across the backyard and I loped along beside him. Running felt great as a dog. I was amazed how much ground we could cover with so little effort. He sniffed around exploring his new home, and soon found where I had pissed on the fence post. He hiked his leg and pissed on the same place. I used to think that the dogs were trying to cancel each other out when they did that, but I figured out that they were just adding their “signature” to the same place. Like one dog saying “I was here” by peeing on a bush or post or whatever, and another coming along behind him and saying “I was here, too.”

After Hank finished the rest of his business, he came cavorting across the yard towards me and I took off and ran from him, and that just spurred him on into high gear and we had a game of chase. He caught me fairly easily in the confines of the backyard, and nipped at my flank, then took off running away from me. I whirled around and pursued him. I quickly found that I needed practice running and maneuvering at high speed. Running came naturally, but the quick jukes left and right took more skill. When trying to take a quick, high-speed right turn to head him off, my paws slipped on the dewy grass, and I slid down and busted my ass. Hank slammed on the brakes and spun around, then woofed at me with a laughing expression on his face. I scrambled to my feet and charged towards him. I was faster than he, in a straight line, but he could turn quicker than I, since he was shorter than I, and lighter too. But I was able to anticipate his juke, and by stretching out, keeping my head low, and twirling my tail into the turn, I was able to cut him off and catch him, nipping him on the side.

We were having a ball, but then Paige whistled and called us to come in. I immediately whirled around and headed to her, and Hank followed too. He was a well-behaved dog, and I liked him. We could be good friends, if we kept him. We trotted into the house, panting, and the smell of Tina hit us. I immediately saw that Hank was getting horny, and it was hard for me to resist, too.

The next thing I knew, he was trying to mount me. I instantly spun around, growling, and facing him. He backed off, but was still in need.

“It may not be too late to reverse the curse, if you’ve changed your mind,” Paige said, chuckling at me.

I shook my head emphatically, and growled out “Nnnooo!!”

Paige took poor Hank and put him back out in the garage, then started cooking us some supper. She cooked up a couple of hamburger steaks (mine was a big one), some pan-fried potatoes, and some California-cut mixed vegetables. The smell was fantastic, in fact, so good that I forgot about Tina’s scent for a while. Paige served our plates and set them on the table, and got out two sets of silverware. Turning towards the table, she realized what she had done and started laughing. Then it hit me: what was I going to do with silverware? For that matter, was I going to be able to eat at a table? Or off of a plate?

Paige pulled out a chair for me and I hopped up into it. She sat down, and stared across the table at me. I couldn’t read her face or discern her emotion from her scent.

“Whass wrrrronng?” I asked, beginning to worry.

“Scott, it’s still hard for me to believe this is you, even though I saw you change with my own eyes. But I still love you dearly. And I’m so glad that I’m privileged to join you in this adventure. But please don’t get mad at me when I forget your new form, and do stupid things, like I just did when I almost put silverware at your place setting. I’m sorry”

“Thash Ohh Kaay. Immm nnot offfennded. An I lub you tooo!” I managed to get out. “I wonn’t bite you thissh time,” I said grinning at her and baring my teeth. This lightened her mood and her face lit with happiness.

“Well, dig in and eat your supper, before I throw it to the dogs!” she said, laughing, with her beautiful eyes dancing mischievously.

I didn’t have any trouble with the fries or veggies, but eating the hamburger steak was a little awkward, so Paige cut it up for me. I found that I could wolf down food with hardly a chew, but I chose to chew it and savor every bite of it. I also couldn’t chew with my mouth closed. My lips wouldn’t stretch enough and I had less control of them than I did as a human. So, I resigned myself to smacking for the rest of my life; one of several things that I could do as a dog, but were not acceptable as a human. It was also nearly impossible to drink out of a glass without making a mess, so Paige poured my tea into a mixing bowl.

After finishing supper, Paige cleaned up the kitchen, and we went to bed. I was exhausted, and Paige was sore from our earlier lovemaking, so we went to sleep. I got too hot to stay under the covers with her, so I curled up on the bedspread beside her. I slept blissfully, and the next morning, I awoke stretched out beside Paige, with her arms around my neck and her nose buried in the soft fur on the back of my left ear.

Chapter 9


We all ate breakfast, and Hank and I went out for another romp, but he was really getting in a bad way from smelling Tina’s powerful in-heat scent, and not getting to breed her. I felt sorry for him, and we had to put him back out in the garage. Paige came up with an idea to play somewhat of a trick on Phil when he came over. I couldn’t wait to see Schultz and see how he would react to me.

About 10:00 o’clock, there was a knock on the door, and Paige let Phil and Schultz in. I stayed in the kitchen. Schultz immediately started sniffing the air loudly.

“Do you smell our new pups, Schultzie?” Paige asked. “Come on in, Phil, and get comfortable. Scott will be here in a few minutes. In the meantime, I’ll get us some snacks together. I’m going to bring Hank out so you two can meet him. “

She opened the kitchen door and I came out into the living room. Phil was sitting on the sofa still holding on to Schultz’s guide dog harness handle. Schultz was very interested in me and looked at me intently, but his hackles weren’t up at all. I smelled only confidence and friendliness from him. I walked over to him and touched noses and licked him on the cheek, then walked up beside him so he could check me out. He sniffed me carefully, and then whined, and I knew, without a doubt that he somehow recognized me. He started panting happily, wagging, and was glad to see me.

“Schultzie, have you found you a buddy?” Phil asked, easily picking up on Schultz’s happiness. “Come here, Hank, so I can meet you”.

I moved over to Phil and he started petting me, and scratching my ears and back. Boy, that felt good! I could really tell that Phil knew how to be good to a dog. He started scratching my ribs right behind my left front leg and I started kicking my back leg and thumping the floor loudly.

Phil laughed, “You like that boy? You’re a BIG boy, aren’t you? And a good boy too!” And I couldn’t help it and gave him a quick lick on the cheek, then put my paw up on his knee in a gesture of friendship. He picked my paw up in his hand and shook it and continued scratching me, as I leaned into his hand.

About that time, Paige came back in the room carrying a tray of goodies, set them on the coffee table and brought in some cold sodas for Phil and her.

“Well, it looks like you guys are getting along just fine!” she said.

“Paige, this is a whopper of a German Shepherd!” Phil said. “I didn’t know they came this big. And he sure is a nice dog.”

“Thannk youuu!” I said as clearly as I could, Phil’s hand still on my head, petting me.

“What???” Phil answered with surprise in his voice. Schultz was looking at me with his ears perked up all the way and his head tilted to the side, listening intently.

I sssaid thank youu. And you’rrre a good guy, tooo.”

Phil jerked his hand back in shock, and his body stiffened. “What the HELL!!!? Is this a freakin’ robot or something?” His butt was coming up off the sofa as he recoiled away from me, and he looked like he was about to break and run.

“Phil, it’s ok. This is what we wanted to talk to you about, “ Paige said quickly, sitting down beside him on the sofa and putting her arm around him to reassure him. He started to calm down some.

Then she continued, “Now, I know this is going to be hard to believe, but there’s no use beating around the bush about it. Scott has been changed into a dog. And we’ll tell you how it happened in just a minute.” Phil’s face had a look of complete disbelief on it.

“Philll, thiss rrreallly iss mmee. I’mmm Sscott, but I’mm a Gerrmann Shhepherrd nnoww,” I said, still learning how to talk with my new canine muzzle, teeth, and much larger tongue. “You’rrre ourrr frriennd, nn wwee wwanted to llet you know.”

“Damn!!! You’re not shittin’ me, are you?” he said, still stunned, but his voice changing to a tone of acceptance.

“Nno!” I said. “Yyou’rre onne of mmy favorrite turrdss.” He and Paige laughed, and that was the moment that he believed us. I actually smelled and felt his fear and confusion change to calm and curiosity.

“God, I’ve got a thousand questions, but first, come here and let me feel you again,” Phil said.

“Okay, you cann sscrratch my earrrss ssomme morre,” I said, rooting my muzzle up under his hand.

“Like hell! You can scratch your own damn flea-bit ears,” he said and tweaked the end of my nose and pulled my ear playfully.

He ran his hands down and then back up my back, hips and tail, rubbing, kneading and feeling, felt up and down my legs and shoulders, felt around on my paws and pastern area, around my neck, down my ribs, chest and under my belly, felt around on my head, my muzzle, and my ears. He even stuck his fingers in my mouth a little and felt my teeth. I could tell that he was checking specific things all over my body, not just randomly feeling around on me, and that he knew what he was doing. Then he buried his nose in the fur on my neck and sniffed deeply.

“You’re one helluva big dog. And you feel like a perfectly conformed specimen of an Eastern European or Russian-bred German Shepherd Dog, but much larger than usual. And you even smell like a German Shepherd,” Phil finally said after examining me thoroughly.

“You don’t know the half of the ‘much larger than usual’ part,” Paige said joking sarcastically and rolling her eyes.

“Too Much Information!! TMI ! TMI !” he said laughing. “Now, tell me what the hell happened? What caused this?”

Paige proceeded to tell Phil EVERYTHING, in detail, and I added a few words here and there and we answered lots of questions that he asked. I was somewhat embarrassed as she related the details of our sexual adventures of the past two days, but it was a necessary detail of my transformation, and our initial search for a reversal of the curse. Phil took it all in, unflinching. Then he asked me a lot of questions about my decision to complete the transformation and remain a dog for the rest of my life. It took me a while to answer his questions and explain my feelings, since I was still learning how to speak clearly. And it took a while for me to articulate what went on in my mind. Paige also told him about her firm decision to stay with me, and how she loved me totally, even in canine form.

I ended up by telling him that I didn’t want to become a burden on anybody, and that I wanted to come up with a way to support myself and my family. I had a few ideas, but I told him that we needed help and ideas from someone else, that we could trust. Paige and I also sincerely thanked him for the help he had already given us. As we talked to Phil, I could tell that he was immersing himself in this adventure, and I could see the gears turning in his mind. He was one smart cookie, and I was glad he was on our side.

“So that’s it. You are now fully up-to-date on the whole situation,” Paige said. “What do you think?”

Phil sat thinking for a few moments and finally spoke. “Absolutely astounding!” he answered. “I’m totally blown away…. My whole outlook on the world has changed. I had always wanted to believe in the unseen world, but this sorta rubs your nose in it. But one thing is for sure: We, and especially you, my friend,” he said patting my head, “ are in for one hell of an adventure.”

He continued, “ And I have to say, if I had my sight back, and had the same opportunity as you, I’d make the same decision as you. I believe you’ve chosen wisely. I’ve often wished I could trade places with Schultzie, here.”

“Also, I totally agree with your decision to keep your true identity secret,” he said. “You are probably right; if the government gets wind of this, you’ll end up in some lab or locked up for the rest of your life.”

“Now, to maximize your success as a German Shepherd Dog, you need a pedigree, just like the ‘Tin Man’ in the ‘Wizard of Oz’ needed a testimonial. And I’ve got an idea how to get one.”


Chapter 10


Phil reminded us about his previous girlfriend, also blind, who, along with her seeing-eye dog, were struck and killed by a drunk driver while crossing a street. This had happened when he was a junior undergrad, just before Paige and I met him. He had told us some about her on a few occasions, but always ended up in tears, still grieving for her. What we didn’t know was that Phil had actually owned the dog, having bought it for her. The dog was also a German Shepherd, and had come from Russia, from one of the same sources that the kennel that raised Schultz, Hank, and Tina obtains their breeding stock. And Phil still had all of the dog’s paperwork, including its European and AKC pedigrees.

And, he told us, what made it even better; the dog had been very large for a German Shepherd, but had excellent conformation, otherwise. The dog had also been exceptionally intelligent, quick to learn, and would have been three years old now. Phil said that I needed to assume that dog’s identity. He told me to ‘Sit’ in front of him.

“I dub thee ‘Wilhelm von Wirbelsturm’, aka ‘Rex’,” Phil joked, tapping me ceremoniously on each shoulder blade with the remote he picked up off the coffee table. “And if we do this right, you will most certainly be the ‘King’ of German Shepherds.”

He and Paige chuckled, and there was a feeling of levity in the air, but also a sense of seriousness. “Wow!… We’re REALLY going to do this!… Together,” ran through my mind.

Phil continued, “Now, in my most humble opinion, here are some of the next things we/you need to do… you may have already thought of these, and if so, please forgive me for repeating them. And if you disagree with any of these, just let me know. Scott…uh…Rex… this is your life, not mine, and I certainly don’t want to dictate to you how to live it. But since you’ve asked for my help and opinion, I’m honored to give it, and my feelings won’t be hurt if you tell me I’m full of shit and want to do something else.”

“Agrreed,” I answered, glad for Phil’s openness.

“Ok”, he continued. “First: If Paige doesn’t mind, I think you ought to go ahead and breed Tina at least two more times. Once more this afternoon and once more tomorrow. There’s a good chance that she might conceive your pups, and if so, if our plans work out, they could be VERY valuable to you in the future. Plus, we need to know if you can father viable canine offspring, anyway. That can be a major source of income for you in the future, if you and Paige are agreeable to it.”

“Wee’ll tallk about it,” I said, wondering what Paige thought about that, but then one look at her, and I knew she was ok with it.

“Second: You need to get to a vet ASAP tomorrow morning and get FULLY vaccinated, and get your required tags, so you don’t get sick and die, or get thrown in the pound. You probably don’t have any immunity from normal canine diseases, and certainly not from rabies. As a dog, there are LOTS of really bad diseases that you can get that humans can’t. I can highly recommend Dr. Don Bowen, where I take Schultz. He’s a nice guy, he’s good, he’s close by, and he never saw the original Rex, so you can start a clean medical history with him. Paige can tell him you’re a recent import from Russia, and that she wants a complete physical, and to start fresh with all of your vaccinations, since there’s no guarantee that your Russian vaccinations were good.”

“Ok, we’ll do that,” Paige said with a somewhat worried look and tone of voice.

“Third: You’ll need to start taking heartworm preventive medicine of some kind. There are several available and you can choose which one is best for you. And you probably need to start using flea and tick preventive as well. I use ‘Frontline’ on Schultz and have been happy with it. You can get all this preventive stuff from the vet, too. In the meantime, you should stay indoors to reduce your exposure to possible diseases and infestations. There are a lot of nasty things that you can get through your paws, just by walking across ground where infected dogs have been. And you can get Parvo and heartworms, and possibly other things, from mosquito bites.”

“YUK!!!” Paige said looking directly at me. “You are going straight to the vet, first thing in the morning, Mr. Rex!”

“Fourth: One of the easiest things you can do to generate income is to excel in the show/sport circuit, IF you can produce viable canine offspring. Now, I’m not talking regular AKC shows, but the serious working dog shows and tests like Schutzhund and Sieger, and others. There are a LOT of different types of titles and certifications, which we can learn about later. But first, you’ll have to be OFA certified that you have good hips, and it would help to have your elbows and eyes certified too. Dr. Bowen can get you started with that. It would also be good to participate in some of the AKC events, like maybe agility, obedience, and certainly, the Canine Good Citizenship award. If you’re able to keep your present human intelligence, and are ok physically, you should excel, and possibly even dominate some of these events, which will generate a LOT of interest in your offspring. And that can mean money… LOTS of money. And to add an extra twist to what could be an awesome career already, you might want to go for a Therapy Dog International or Delta Society certificate.”
“That goess allong with what I wass thinkinn’, tooo,” I said.

Phil kept going. “Fifth: We’ve got to figure out what you’re going to do about grad school. Finish somehow, or drop out. I’ve got some ideas about how we could fool some of the professors by you attending class as my seeing eye dog, but that won’t work for all the profs. I just don’t know what we can do about profs like Dr. Hoffman, who has to see you there for every class. Or how we can pull off doing tests in the classroom. This is something that we can think about for a couple of days, before we have to make a decision.”

“I donn’t knoww what to doo about that right noww, either,” I said, agreeing with his line of thinking.

“And the last thing is…” he said drawing in a deep breath. “Your family….You’re going to have to tell one or both of your parents. I don’t believe you can just drop off of the face of the world, without letting them know what has happened to you. Plus, you’re going to be dependent on their financial support for a while longer, until you can generate some income on your own, or Paige is able to support you.”

“I can support him now,” Paige said mischievously. “All he needs is a little bit of dog chow and a commode to drink out of.”

We all got a kick out of that one and laughed. I marveled at Phil’s ingenuity and quick grasp of the in’s and out’s of this situation. We sure made the right decision letting him in on our secret. Then I talked to them about something that I had been thinking about; how we could communicate in public without drawing attention to ourselves. I had thought about a lot of different things, but the only one that I had come up with that seemed feasible was to employ Morse code somehow. Maybe by tapping it out with my paw, or panting in code, or something similar… Paige and Phil both agreed that this was something that would be very useful to us.

Paige fixed us some lunch and we all chowed down. Schultz couldn’t understand why that other dog got to eat people food and he couldn’t. He stared at my plate hungrily, drooling, while I ate, and I felt sorry for him. I sneaked him a few tidbits. After lunch, Phil wanted to check out Hank and Tina, and examined them thoroughly as he had done me.

Poor Hank was still terribly horny. We took him and Schultz out in the backyard to do their business and run around some. They got along fine, even after Hank tried to mount Schultz. Phil offered to take him home with him for a few days, until Tina’s heat cycle was over. Paige and I truly appreciated that. Phil was impressed with Hank and Tina, and after hearing that we were thinking about sending Hank back to the breeder, suggested that we might want to keep him. He thought that Hank might have the potential to be useful in a breeding program, if that’s what we decided to do.

“Well, I better head home, I’ve got homework to do,” Phil finally said. “And you lovebirds have things to do, too” he said laughing, referring to Tina and me.

“I’ll go with Phil and walk Hank over there, while you and Tina get reacquainted,” Paige said teasing me.

I didn’t know whether to laugh, worry, or be happy, and my face must have shown it.

“Don’t worry, Sweetie,” Paige said, kissing my head, but still teasing me. “She’s not gonna bite you.” Then whispering in my ear, “But I might bite you. I think all this breeding stuff is pretty hot, you big STUD!”

Chapter 11


After turning Tina loose in the house, Paige left with Hank on a leash, along with Phil and Schultz, for the six-block walk to their home. Tina came bouncing up to me playfully and licked me on the face profusely. The effect of her erotic scent on me was immediate. I felt myself becoming aroused and losing control again. She turned her rear towards me with her tail cocked over to the side, exposing her sex to me and looking back over her shoulder at me seductively. Sticking my nose against her vulva, I inhaled her intoxicating scent and started licking her as deeply as I could. She responded by spreading her back legs slightly wider apart and lowering her hips slightly, a sign of submission to me. Her scent and taste were pure ambrosia to me, but the growing fire in my cock could only be quenched deep inside her cunt.

With a movement that was pure instinct, I mounted her easily, gripping her waist with my front legs. Hunching my hips forward, I felt the end of my cock probe her vulva area. I steadied myself and eased my hips forward again, feeling with my cock. Then I felt my cock part her labia and enter the hot, tight, moist, velvet smooth nirvana of her vagina. I plunged my expanding cock quickly forward into her, burying it, knot and all deep into her. My body responded automatically with a jack-hammering hunching of my hips. I could feel my cock and knot growing rapidly insider her, locking us together. She clamped down on my cock with her cunt muscles, drawing me deeper inside her and turning me on even more.

I gripped her tighter with my front legs and pulled her back harder into my hips, impaling her ever deeper on my massive tool. I had her gripped so tightly with her hips so compressed between my front legs, that I could feel my cock pistoning inside her. She was whimpering through multiple orgasms and I could feel the pressure and pleasure building and radiating out of my cock and balls. My neck bowed and I gripped her neck in my jaws, pulling her back tighter into me, as my cock throbbed and moved closer to total detonation. My knot felt like it was going to explode and rip her asunder. The knot was so tight inside her now that my burning mass of cock-flesh couldn’t slide inside her at all anymore, but rather her body was being jerked back and forth by the hunching of my hips.

I felt the first wave of cum start to rush down the length of my cock, and I concentrated on blasting it into the furthest depths of her uterus and ovaries and fertilizing all of her waiting eggs. My cum spewed forth from my throbbing puppy maker in massive hot jets, inflating her womb, and I could feel my cock convulsing inside her. Tina’s cunt spasmed through yet another orgasm, gripping me even tighter, and milking my love juice into her. As my balls emptied into Tina’s red-hot, tightly stretched vagina and uterus, the hunching of my hips slowed and then stopped. We both stood there panting, and I could feel her body quivering slightly. Tina looked back at me with an expression of pure love and happiness, and I could smell and feel those same emotions emanating from her. The depth and sincerity of those emotions surprised me coming from a canine. I felt my heart leap in my chest. Then she reached up and tenderly licked my nose and cheeks and I reciprocated.

I was worried about all my weight being on her back, and instinctively, I slipped off of her and lifted one of my back legs up over her back and turned around butt-to-butt with her, but still very firmly tied. My cock was still throbbing and squirting cum deeply inside her, and I felt her shudder and heard a faint little moan as she had yet another orgasm. We remained tied like this for about a half hour and then Paige came home.

“Hey there!! What’s going on in here?” she asked, joking. Then she knelt down beside us and petted and scratched us both. Tina gently started easing down and I carefully laid down too, and we both relaxed, stretching out on the floor, while Paige continued to caress us. I said a prayer in my heart, hoping that I had impregnated Tina, and the thought of my sperm fertilizing her eggs and my offspring growing inside her kept me turned on and sustained my erection even longer. Paige ran her hand down between us, exploring and moving it to Tina’s vaginal opening, and after rubbing on her labia briefly, slipped a finger inside Tina’s cunt and felt around, rubbing on the back side of my still throbbing knot.

The feeling of Paige rubbing the back of my knot and the cock shaft behind it caused my hips to start hunching again. I got back to my feet and stepped back over Tina, my cock pulling her hips up off of the floor. Tina got her back feet under her again and pressed her hips up towards mine as my body went into auto-pilot again in a new frenzy of humping. I humped like crazy for another five minutes and could feel another load of cum building up in me, as my cock grew again to full hardness. Paige slid her other hand down between my legs and started caressing and rubbing my balls, driving me wild with lust until I unleashed another massive barrage of hot, boiling jism deep into Tina’s already cum-bloated womb. Paige kissed me passionately and I plunged my tongue into the depths of her mouth and throat. Then I felt Tina also licking the sides of my muzzle and cheek. The experience of being loved by these two wonderful females just served to prolong my orgasm.

I finally was able to slow my panting enough to speak. “God, I love youu, Paige…. And I love youu tooo Tina. Goood Girrrl !!” I panted out.

We stayed tied for another fifteen minutes or so, until my knot subsided enough that the considerable pressure in Tina’s stuffed and cum-inflated cunt pushed my cock out of her with a large plop and a geyser of cum. Tina immediately went across the room, laid down, and started licking herself clean. I instinctively did the same, while Paige cleaned up the mess we left on the floor. I found that I really liked the taste of our mixed love juices that I licked off of my cock as it retreated back into its sheath.

“Next time, we’re going to spread an old blanket on the floor before the love making festivities,” Paige said with a wry grin on her face.

“Sorrry abouut that. Nn I’mm sorrry I’mm nnot mmuch help cleannin’ it up.” I said, earnestly feeling remorse that came through in my voice.

“It’s ok, Sweetie,” she said coming over to me and hugging me tightly. “I love you anyway, and it’s really no problem at all.” Paige just had a way of relieving my worries. She buried her nose in the fur of my neck and inhaled deeply. “I even love the way you smell. Phil said German Shepherds naturally smell a lot better than other dogs, and I always thought Schultzie smelled good, but you smell even better.”

“Thannk you sooo much, Paige. Forr everything,” I said with appreciation. “Howw did Hannk dooo?” I added.

“He was pretty wild and horny when we first left,” Paige related. “But after we got a couple of blocks away, he started calming down and by the time we got to Phil’s, he and Schultz were ready for a romp, and he ran off a lot of pent-up energy. Then he settled in like he owned the place. He’s doing great, and he and Schultz are getting along really well“

That was good news. I asked her what she thought about Phil’s recommendations, and like me, she was pretty amazed at Phil’s ingenuity and grasp of the situation, and thankful that we had let him in on our secret. She also liked the name ‘Rex’. A little later, she got on the phone and called the professors of her first two Monday classes and explained to them that she had a very good friend that had something come up that required them to go to the doctor first thing in the morning and had no other way of getting there, and she was going to take him. They readily accepted her excuse, since she was a good student, who participated a lot, and rarely missed class.

Paige and I decided that we needed to call my professors and offer some explanation for my absence. The most plausible excuse we could come up with was that I had been injured in a mountain biking accident back home (several states away) and had been disfigured quite badly. Then we used my cell phone, set on the “speakerphone” setting, to call all of my professors. Paige started the conversations, telling them that I had had an accident and wouldn’t be able to come to class, probably for the rest of the semester. Then I spoke and told them that I was messed up pretty bad all over my body and didn’t know if I would ever be able to complete my master’s degree. I told them that I was considering just going ahead and dropping all my classes.

They all asked questions, which, to my surprise, we apparently fielded to their satisfaction. My changed voice sounded very convincingly like I had been injured and was having trouble talking, which, in truth, I was. Amazingly, every one of my profs offered to help in any way possible, and offered to let me complete my studies online, if I could manage that. The fact that I, also, was a good student, who rarely missed classes, and participated actively in class, was probably a major factor in the generosity of their offers. I sincerely thanked them, and told them I would keep in touch. We both felt relieved getting that behind us.

Paige went over to my dorm room and got my books, laptop, some CD’s and a few other things, while I stayed home and napped with Tina, glad for the rest after our extended lovemaking. We both were sated for now, and my fatigue made it easy to resist her still powerful scent. Paige had decided that I would move in with her permanently, and I agreed. While out, she picked up some groceries, and also purchased a speaker phone for her home, so that I would have a way to answer and talk on the phone, if necessary. Her idea, and I was proud of her for thinking of it.

And she showed me another surprise: a collar and leash. It felt strange having Paige snap that collar around my neck… I couldn’t help but think of the people that I’d seen that were into BDSM, and what those items meant to them. But, to me, they were merely items necessary for my travels in public. And because it was Paige putting that collar on me, it was almost a badge of honor.

Paige cooked us a dinner of marinated steaks on the grill, baked a couple of potatoes, and made a salad. My steak was done medium-rare, just the way I liked it, but the smell of it cooking had a much stronger effect on me as a dog than it did as a human. I was literally drooling by the time she had dinner on the table. She had buttered my potato and put sour cream on it and mashed it up some so I could eat it easily, and also cut up my steak, and put dressing on my salad and tossed it for me. And she served my iced tea in a big bowl. It struck me how dependent I was going to be on her. I could help her very little in my present state, and I wondered if she would be able to do this long term. It wasn’t really fair for her to have to wait on me hand and foot. I started to have doubts about this decision to remain a dog. About then she asked me to come to the table and pulled out a chair for me.

I hopped up into my chair, and then she did something that completely surprised me. She reached out and took my paw in her hand and bowed her head and said a blessing…a very sincere blessing. She said thanks for the meal, our health, our friends, the great opportunity that lay before us, and for her ability to help me. She ended by saying thanks for knowing me, and for my courage to live this new life, and asked for guidance in knowing the best way to help me, and wisdom for us both to know the right things to do. Thankfulness and appreciation welled up into my heart. She had totally removed my doubts. I was reaffirmed that my decision was a good one. And I said thanks in my heart for Paige. I was so touched that I would have shed a tear, if I were still human.

Then she looked up at me with a look of total love, affection, and acceptance. The smell and feel of those emotions also poured out of her and permeated my senses, confirming what I saw in her face and eyes. Then she picked up a bite of steak off of my plate, and placing it in my mouth, tenderly spoke, barely above a whisper, “Eat your dinner before I throw it to the dog”. She had that little, wry grin on her face.


This post has been edited by Skeezix on Jun 30 2006, 05:23 AM

Chapter 12


We started eating. I was lost in the moment, but was sort of jolted back to the real world when I ate some of my salad. It wasn’t nearly as good as it used to be. The onions, bell peppers, and, especially, the tomatoes were positively NASTY tasting. It seemed that my food preferences had changed. I rooted around in my salad and pushed them aside. The steak and potato were fantastic! It was hard to keep from wolfing my food down in a few gulps, but, to maintain at least some semblance of human manners, I ate slowly, bite-by-bite.

Paige and I talked about several things, and finalized plans for tomorrow. She wanted to get started studying Schutzhund and the Sieger show. And we were going to start studying the requirements for various Obedience titles and Agility classes. I knew that my human intelligence, IF I was able to retain it, would be a big advantage to me, but I still had to learn all the commands and required moves, same as any other dog.

After dinner, we were sitting on the sofa, snuggled together, Paige with her arms around me and slowing stroking and scratching my back. My tail was wagging slowly and thumping the cushion. She had opened the blinds and we could see a beautiful sunset. Just as the sun dipped below the horizon, she put her head on my shoulder, but almost simultaneously I felt a buzzing in my head, the same one I had felt in the library basement. A couple of seconds later, Paige let out a scream that scared me nearly out of my fur.

There on the hearth in the north end of the room was the demon. The same one that had tormented me before. The fur on my back instantly stood on end from my neck all the way to the base of my tail and I instinctively went into full defense mode. I was on my feet in a flash, body stiff, head down, ears pinned back tight against my head, lips curled back in a menacing snarl, and growling viciously at him. I fully intended to rip the son-of-a-bitch to shreds if he came towards Paige or me. He stood his ground and appeared unflinching. I could smell and feel the terror pouring from Paige. My life suddenly meant nothing…every fiber of my being was 100% focused on one thing: protect Paige above all else.

He held out his arms and hands towards me, in a ‘stop’ gesture, hands and palms open towards me, with his fingers pointing upwards. I could detect no malice from him, but I still didn’t trust the little fucker.

“No harm do I bring you,” he spoke in a high pitched, but also raspy and sorta squeaky voice. “Embraced the curse you have, and so earned Aether’s favor you have. And your prayers so earned your Lord’s protection. Fulfilled are your wishes for your mind, voice, and years.” He looked me square in the eye and continued, “But possess also the dog’s mind and vision, even of the unseen. Excel shall you in strength and skill. Along with your mind, such shall your get inherit. And by time your last gift be revealed. But return to your previous kind, you shall not.”

Then his eyes started that same eerie red glow as before and I started to feel really lightheaded and was unable to maintain my focus on him. My legs faltered and I felt like I was going to pass out. I shook my head to clear it and my ears popped a couple of times, but when I looked back to where he had been, he was gone.

“DAMN!!” Paige shouted. “Where did he go?”

“I don’t know,” I said clearly in a deep, resonant, somewhat gruff voice, which surprised both of us.

“I got light headed and took my eyes off of him for just a second, and when I looked back, he was gone!” Paige said excitedly. “Holy Shit!!…That scared the HELL outta me, but it was pretty awesome at the same time! Did you catch everything he said to you?”

“I thought I was going to pass out too. My voice has changed again! I can talk better and easier now!” I said, loving the sound of my new voice. “We need to write down all that we can remember of what he said.”

“Good idea!” Paige said hurrying for a pencil and paper. “Ok, he said he wasn’t bringing you harm, and you had embraced the curse and earned Aether’s favor. “

“And that our prayers had earned our Lord’s protection,” I added. “Then he said something about fulfilling my wishes for my mind and voice and years. So that’s where my new voice came from. Then there was something about a dog’s mind.”

“Yeah,” Paige said. “you would possess the dog’s mind and sight or vision or something like that, including the unseen.”

“It was ‘vision’ that he said”

“That’s right. Then he said you would excel in strength and skill. And such shall your get inherit, along with your mind.”

“Yeah, that’s what he said, whatever that means. And my last gift would be revealed by time. Then he said that I couldn’t return to my previous kind.”

“Wow!! Was that all of it? I think it was, but what an awesome blessing!” Paige said with excitement and awe still in her voice.

“What does ‘get inherit’ mean?” I asked.

“Well,… silly boy,” Paige said, her eyes dancing gleefully. “It means you’re gonna be a daddy. ‘Get’ is offspring or children. And they’re going to have your same strengths and skills and intelligence.”

“Cool! Actually, it’s more than cool… it’s fantastic!! So what Phil said about my offspring being valuable will probably be true then.”

“You got that right, Rover!” she said teasing. “And the part about you possessing the ‘dog’s mind and vision, even of the unseen’ is pretty awesome too.”

“What does all that mean?” I asked again, still thunderstruck.

“Apparently there were some aspects of a dog’s mind, intelligence, psyche, or something that you didn’t possess yet, but now you do. And it’s been said that dogs can see into the spiritual world at times. Maybe that’s true and if so, you can do it too.”

I looked around to see if things looked different to me now, and listened carefully, and sniffed the air. All seemed about the same, maybe I could hear and smell a little better now, but I wasn’t sure. I had expected that I would lose my color vision, but colors still looked distinct to me. Then I looked out the window… I could see into the shadows MUCH better, in fact, it really didn’t look like it was very far into twilight yet. This was good. I retained the color vision of humans, but had the night vision of a dog. However, I still wondered what the demon meant by ‘the unseen’.

Paige and I worked on the demon’s speech some more, to make sure we had it all down and hadn’t forgotten anything. Then she let Tina and I out in the backyard to relieve ourselves and have some playtime, if we wanted it. Even though I could still use the bathroom indoors, it was a lot easier to do it outdoors. Just another good thing about being a dog: the world was your bathroom. Tina’s scent was still very powerful, but she wasn’t too interested in forcing herself upon me, since we had had such an extended mating time earlier this afternoon. I was able to keep myself under control, but was still getting a little horny.

I was standing there, looking around, enjoying my new night vision, when suddenly an image popped into my mind of Tina nipping at me and then whirling and running off with me chasing her. I looked around at Tina and she was staring at me with a mischievous look on her face. All of a sudden, she rushed towards me, nipped at my back legs and whirled and ran away. I whirled and chased her. We played chase for several more minutes and Paige laughed at our antics. I found that I was sometimes receiving mental images from Tina.

When I started to tire some, I thought that it would be nice to lie on the cool concrete of the patio beside Paige, and immediately Tina slowed to a trot and went to the patio and laid down. Apparently, I was sending messages to Tina also. I laid down beside Paige, panting. As a test, I specifically thought about sending a message to Tina asking her to come to me and kiss me and lay down beside me. Much to my surprise and happiness, she got up and came to me, licked me on the muzzle and cheeks and then laid down beside me, looking at me with loving eyes.

“Wow!!!” I thought. “This is really cool!” I told Paige about this and she didn’t seem too surprised, but she was still very happy that I now had this ability. I could clearly sense her happiness, and Tina’s contentment. I sat there for a while just thinking about the events of the day, how much I was loving this new life, and tried to savor the moment. It was a beautiful evening.

“You sure looked absolutely unbelievably fearsome when that demon reappeared,” Paige said, interrupting the silence. “If you did that towards a regular human being, it would have scared the living shit out them to see you like that. I had forgotten how intimidating a big dog can really be. It sure makes me feel more secure having you with me now.”

She put her arm around my shoulders and hugged me, then started to stroke my back and scratch my ears lovingly. Tina wanted to get in on it too, and rooted in beside me to get her fair share of scratching and petting. “Jealous girl!” Paige said teasing Tina and tweaking her ears and nose.

After petting and scratching us both thoroughly, Paige hugged us both. A faint whiff of scent reached my nose, and I recognized it as Paige starting to get aroused. “Let’s go back inside,” she said, getting up.

Once inside, we went to her bedroom. Paige got down on her knees, facing me, her scent getting more erotic. “Scott, come here hun,” she said, her voice getting husky and sexy. She peeled out of her tee shirt, unfastened her bra, and tossed it aside. I started gently licking her breasts and she sucked in her breath. I carefully pawed at the button of her jeans and she reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped them. I rooted my nose into her panties, forcing her jeans to open wider, and tried to work my tongue down towards the heat that I could smell and feel emanating from her sex. I was able to reach the top of her labia and clitoris and started licking deliberately, causing Paige to throw her head back and start moaning.

Unexpectedly, she pulled my head up out of her sweetness, quickly shucked off her jeans and panties, gave me another big hug, and planted an eager, open-mouthed kiss on the end of my muzzle. Her tongue slipped past my fangs and played with mine. I slipped my right arm (now my right front leg) around behind her back and embraced her as best I could, while I returned her kiss deeply. She passionately sucked on my tongue and slipped one hand down and grasped my sheath, massaging it. My cock was already stirring into arousal and this spurred it on quicker. Her warm hand slid back along the length of my sheath, found my growing knot, gripped my shaft an inch or so behind it, and started stroking me, from back to front, ending her forward stroke on the back of my knot.

The effect was electrifying. Each stroke caused my hips to hunch forward, involuntarily. I was just about to completely lose control and try to mount her when, suddenly, she slipped out of my grasp and scooted up under me. She deftly slid my sheath back behind my knot, and just in time too. Another few seconds and the knot would have been too big to squeeze through the opening in the end of my sheath. Then I felt Paige’s lips and mouth on my cock, lavishing licks and kisses on it, as it continued to engorge towards full erection. Her lips closed around the end of it and she sucked me intensely, then deep-throated the entire length of my shaft, up to my knot. I started to whimper and my hips started to buck, but I tried to maintain control so as not to hurt her. Soon my cock shaft was too thick for her throat to engulf the entire length, and she returned to sucking the head and the first five or six inches.

She swirled her tongue around my cock and then bored the end of her tongue into the depression in the middle of the wedge-shaped end of it, as I started releasing small jets of pre-cum into her hot mouth. Again, I felt her warm hand grasping my cock shaft behind the knot as she started stroking me again, and I hunched my cock deeper into her mouth. I felt her body jolt with sensation, and she started sucking me even more wildly and I looked around to see Tina vigorously licking Paige’s sopping pussy. This quickly pushed Paige over the edge and her body quaked as it was wracked by a powerful orgasm. Somehow, she inhaled the entire length of my cock, up to the knot, sucking and milking it viciously, and the pleasure was overwhelming as I quickly approached orgasm myself.

Without warning, she suddenly jumped up and laid on her back on the edge of the bed. “f*** me, Rex!” she begged, her voice raspy. “f*** me hard, right now!”

I quickly mounted her, wrapping my front legs tightly around her waist, as she pulled her knees up and put her ankles and heels in behind my butt. Hunching forward, I felt the tip of my cock enter the hot folds of her pussy. She was tight and it felt wonderful. I wanted to be gentle with her since my cock and knot were already blue-vein throbbing, but when she felt me entering, she ravenously pulled me all the way into her, up to my knot, using her legs. My body went into autopilot, and I started humping her madly, and she voraciously thrust her hips into me, grinding my huge knot into her swollen labia. Then she reached down between us, and I felt her fingertips on the back of my huge, now softball sized knot, desperately trying to push it into her already stuffed pussy.

“Oh God!! f*** me harder Rex!! I need you in me. I want your knot in me!!” she begged, her voice rising to a near-scream.

This spurred me on and I yanked back harder with my front legs, while viciously ramming forward with my hips, impaling her ever deeper onto my steel-hard cock and knot. I felt her stretched labia begin to yield and I jack-hammered into her even harder, while she ground her cunt into me, straining to engulf all of me. Then I felt one side of my knot, and then the other, wedge itself into the opening of her overstuffed vagina. At the same time, the tip of my cock pried open her cervix and popped inside. She screamed and, in the next blinding stroke, I rammed my hips forward even harder, driving my cock and knot into the depths of her body. Her vaginal muscles clamped tightly shut behind my knot, pulling me deeper into her.

Paige’s body writhed in pure ecstasy beneath me as she was convulsed by one orgasm after another, her face twisted and contorted by the unfathomable pleasure. My entire body went into an unstoppable overdrive frenzy of humping, and I could feel the pressure building, with every fiber of my body rigid as I drove towards my orgasm. Paige was hanging on to my back, just below my shoulder blades, and had her ankles behind my butt, pulling me as deep into her body as was possible. I felt the load of cum start racing down the length of my cock and then erupt into her uterus, pumping her completely full of my scalding seed. The sensations of my release were so overpowering that I threw my head back and barked and then howled loudly. My humping slowed and then stopped but Paige was still in the rigors of a seemingly never-ending orgasm.

When I could catch my breath a little, I leaned down and licked her face gently. At first I thought she had passed out, but she opened those beautiful blue eyes of hers and smiled and then kissed me deeply, hugging me around my neck. I could feel, taste, and smell the love and affection pouring out of her.

I looked deeply into her eyes, and with every bit of my heart affirming it, said to her tenderly, “Paige, I love you… You are an awesome girl.”

“Scott… Rex…whoever the hell you are…” she said with that wry grin on her face. “I love you too. And you were awesome as a guy, and I loved you then.” Her face then turned serious, but still totally sincere. “But you’re an even more awesome dog, and I love you even more now. I am so impressed that you have the courage to choose this life, and that you love me and trust me enough to choose me as your companion in this adventure. I won’t let you down.”

We were still tightly tied, my knot still being hard as a rock. My cock and balls were still pumping my seed into the deepest recesses of her womb and I could feel first one and then the other of my balls contracting, milking all of the sperm out of them, to be pumped into her. I could also feel that her tummy was pooched out again, her womb having been inflated like a balloon, full of my cum. I bowed my neck and reached down and licked her nipples, causing her to suck in her breath and start moaning again.

“Ooooo, Baby, that feels so good…,” she mewed quietly.

Tina, whom we had both forgotten about, came easing up onto the bed beside us and reached out tentatively and licked Paige’s right breast, while I was licking the left one. “That’s a good girl,” Paige said.

“You don’t mind her participating?” I asked.

“Oh no, not at all. Like I told you yesterday, I’ve always secretly fantasized about big dogs.”

“But you said big male dogs,” I corrected.

“True…But if I can expand my sexual horizons concerning species, I guess I can expand it concerning gender too. And besides, it feels sooooo good, and Tina wants to do it for me, of her own accord. You know; two consenting adults and all that kind of stuff…,” she said, grinning and then letting out another small moan, as Tina concentrated her licking on Paige’s nipple.

I felt Paige’s vaginal muscles begin to contract tightly around my cock and knot again, milking me even more. She started to slowly hunch her pelvis into my groin again as her arousal grew stronger and she move towards yet another orgasm under the skillful ministrations of Tina’s tongue. Soon, I found myself getting the urge to hunch again, and shortly thereafter, I was quickly banging away with enthusiasm. Paige had multiple orgasms again, and I came again massively, inflating her bloated uterus even larger. My oversized knot was lodged so tightly in her cunt that hardly a drop of cum had escaped from her. After being tied for about twenty more minutes, my knot finally subsided enough that I could pull it free from her, assisted by the considerable pressure of our juices built up in her uterus. As soon as my cock popped out of her, followed by a gush of cum, Tina was right there, licking Paige clean. As I sat down and licked myself clean, I heard Paige have another orgasm from Tina’s licking. Then we all piled onto the bed and fell into deep, blissful sleep.

What do y'all think? This is my first attempt at writing.

I've got two more long chapters already written and plans for several more.

Let me know if you want to see them.

Thanks,
Skeezix

this is certainly a very interesting branch off that that story (which i loved). i can't wait to see the next chapters!

Very well done indeed. Loved it and would enjoy hearing more adventures of Rex or other partners that may happen up.

:crazy: :wub: :crazy: <That's me after the first chapter.HA Honest to God, even better than the original, which I loved too, by the way. Can't wait to see what happens now? I'm rooting for Paige :devil2: ending up pregnant. Either she has a baby with Hank's smarts, or puppies with Hank's smarts and dog instincts. Can hardly wait to find out.

A big 10 :D

Pet

:wub: very well written can't wait to read more give a 10 plus rckyroad2 :drinks: :inlove:

Great story Skeezix - I really enjoyed reading about the matings with Tina :wub: