Good Dog
A thing for Meek which he provided the inspiration and story idea for.
Been pretty rusty artwise recently, but I am happy with how the art turned out in this.
Tag: pup
A little more carefully done
My heart stopped when I had come home to find my partner, the man I had married, with another guy. They weren’t in bed or anything. It was nothing nearly as simple. Gary was sitting next to the guy on the couch. A blank look was in his eyes with what seemed to be a tired smile on his face. What bothered me though was the fact that the man Gary was listlessly perched next to was his ex-partner, Luke, whom he had a romantic history with that stretched out to be at least twice as long as ours. My heart stopped because I knew. I knew Luke still had a very unique hold over Gary as well.
“You are not welcome here!” I menaced the well-dressed man in a blazer, already ready to throw the man out. When he turned to me from my disturbingly unphased partner I had expected to see some semblance of shock or surprise on his face.Instead Luke’s smile revealed that he was just as unphased as Gary, despite my briskly striding towards him with clenched fists.
I was within swinging distance of the smug man when he calmly said, “Relax, cutie pupper.”
Episode 5
So as I was saying, it’s been 2 months and things have been
pretty good. I’m now the boss. Corporate don’t know any better thanks to the
reality shifting magic of the coin. I’ve even created a few extra new jobs. The
Companies day-care centre now has more little people attending, A few ex-colleagues
who were always immature around the workplace. They spend much of their time
crawling around as little nudists drooling and generally having the time of
their little lives. The security team now have a k9 unit Lucy and Isabelle from
human resources took that role immediately. They’re the most vicious attack
dogs I’ve ever seen. So funny to think people see them as a pair of German shepherds.
They’re currently in heat.Randy is still the bathroom attendant and rumour has it he’s
doing a great job. Lucky he’s got plenty of drinking water. Thanks to the coin
he’s always ready to go therefore he’s always jerking. Little Michelle is the
cutest baby girl ever. She’s spends the days in the day care centre and at
night she’s looked after by a nanny at my new house. I moved out pretty much
after I gave myself a promotion. Not far, just into my rich neighbours house. They
still live there but as my maid and butler. Rachel and Karen are now my secretary’s/
executives of blowjobs they go around making rounds when someone needs some
relief. They do a great job.So life was going great.
“Knock Knock”
Strange I wasn’t expecting anyone.
“Come in”
I watched as this stunning 5’4 Brunette girl with a cleavage
to die for walks in. She was dressed in a simple purple top and denim jeans.
Her confidence and the way she approached more was something I recognised from
myself the last few months. I had a strange pulsing from my coin. It was a
sickly feeling what gave me Goosebumps.“So James. You found yourself a coin of Anubis.
Congratulations.”I looked at her blankly. She knows about my coin and where
it came from?“Oh please. Don’t look so confused. This entire town reeks
of the magic you’re using. You’re lucky I found you first before Dimitri and
his minions did. You’re really altering a lot of people eh bud? Maybe wanna
calm it down?” she continuedI was taken back. Here I was just enjoying the gift I was
given and this total stranger comes and tells me what I’m doing is too much,
she doesn’t know me.“Look Mrs?”
“Miss. Miss Eleanor Magowan, and you need to listen to me”
she continued.I can’t believe this. Who does she think she is? I literally
have the power of the gods in my hands and she thinks she can come in here and
tell me I’m using my coin too much. What gives her the right? She needs to be
taken down a peg or two. I looked at her and stood up. Focusing my magic and
imaging her as my simple minded pet dog. Yeah that was perfect. After all she
was being a right bitch. I focused on exactly on what I wanted to change about
her first. She was going to lick lots. I twisted and moulded her personality to
be my obedient loyal dog. Except nothing happened. She just stood there looking
at me. A look of un-amused anger as she put her hands on her hips as if she was disappointed“You’re really going to try and pull that bullshit on me
James? You really don’t know anything do you?I felt a tingling sensation. Things became fuzzy
“You know there is more than one coin in the world don’t
you?”I was getting confused. My cock was getting hard because of
how simple things in my mind were becoming.“I’m going to have to let you cool off. Maybe indefinitely”
So hard to think. I look down as I feel a cool breeze my
clothing has vanished. Why am I naked?I get distracted by the lady speaking but her words are big
and I smile at her. She’s so clever. She smiles back and I fall to my knees. I feel
a collar wrap around my neck and I become so aroused. I have to jerk off.Something else
happens in my mind, another image flashes for the briefest of moments and I feel
my cock throb. It’s such an erotic image. It happens again, this time for
longer. I gasp with excitement and drool escapes my mouth. I know what I’m
supposed to be doing right now. I’m supposed to be sucking cock and being a
good boy for my Master. Where is my Master? I hear the lady say something about
taking me to him and I get really excited. She attaches a leash to my collar
and I eagerly follow behind her. Things become blurry and all I can really do
is follow instructions. Not a coherent thought in my own head,Sometime later and I’m happily bobbing my head back and
fourth down on this big yummy cock. It’s so tasty and it’s all I ever want to
do for my master. Sometimes he fucks me but only if I’m really good. He just mostly
makes me suck him and his friends which is okay by me. Sometimes a pretty lady
comes and visits. Although she just watches whilst I be a good boy.To be continued.
(Click over to the original poster of the story for the other episodes, warning female mind control, not my thing so I’m only posting my favorite episodes)
“What you want for Christmas?” Tod asked his flatmate, Joe.
Joe laughed. “All I want is a nice long vacation. You know the hours I’ve been working the last few weeks. But I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”
Tod understood what he meant. Joe was an insurance agent and he was way under his quarterly target so had been working crazy hard to catch up. It sucked because he was always at work, never home to spend time with Tod, who had secretly had a crush on Joe since he moved in. Unfortunately Joe was straight, so it could never come to anything.
“What about you? What would you ask Santa to bring you if you could have anything?” Joe asked, sipping a beer.
“Me? Oh, I guess I’d ask Santa for the same thing I wanted as a kid. A puppy,” Tod answered. But even as he said it he knew it was a lie. If Santa was real, he’d ask him for the one thing he wanted more than a puppy, for Joe to love him as much as he loved Joe.
Joe shook his head. “Puppies are nothing but work mate,” he reminded Tod. “We’re lucky the landlord doesn’t allow pets.”
Tod shrugged, thinking of other things. “Yeah, I guess so.”
**
Christmas Eve they had dinner with Tod’s family then came home just before midnight, looking forward to a BBQ on the beach tomorrow, as was their tradition.
But in the early morning hours Joe woke up to a strange sensation. Someone was standing over his bed, watching him sleep in the darkened room. It woke him up right away, though his body was slower to react than his mind and he just jerked backwards in his bed, now regretting he’d gone to sleep naked on the warm summer’s night. He pulled his sheets up, blinking in the darkness to see who was there.
As his eyes adjusted he became even more confused. It was an old man, with a white beard and round glasses, rather overweight, and wearing a fucking Santa suit. He had the look down to the last detail.
“What the fuck!?” Joe asked. “Who the hell are you?”
“Ho-ho-ho,” Santa laughed, a smile on his face. “You know exactly who I am young fellow. Come on now.”
“S…s…Santa?” he stammered.
“There you go now!”
“But… you’re not real!”
“Are you sure about that?”
Joe blinked and found he couldn’t deny that this man sure looked like Santa. “But, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to give you the gifts that you and your friend Tod asked for this Christmas of course!”
“What gifts?”
“A nice long vacation for you and for your friend, a rare thing for me, a two for one gift,” Santa explained.
“Two for one?”
Santa nodded. “Tod wanted two things. A puppy, and for you to love him as deeply as he loves you. And it works out just perfectly, don’t you think?”
Joe was confused. Santa said that Tod loved him? Why hadn’t he realised that before? But how did that work out perfectly?
“Come downstairs with me, and I’ll show you,” Santa answered, as though reading his thoughts.
Joe shook his head. “I’m not wearing anything,” he admitted quietly.
Santa’s smile didn’t falter. “That’s perfect, you won’t be needing any clothes anyway.”
“What? Why not?”
“Well it would be pretty silly for a puppy to wear clothes,” Santa answered.
“A puppy?”
Another nod. “Of course. Puppies love their masters with all their hearts. So it makes perfect sense. Tod gets his puppy and your absolute adoration.”
Joe’s eyes went wide. “You’re saying you want to turn me into a puppy, with Tod as my owner!?”
“There you go, now you have it!”
“And how the hell does that give me any gift?” Joe demanded.
“You asked for a nice long vacation and there’s nothing more relaxing than leaving behind all your human worries and responsibilities. All you’ll have to do is play all day long, every day. You won’t have a care in the world.”
Joe shook his head. “That wasn’t my wish at all!”
Santa shrugged. “I do the best I can. You’ll see, you’re upset now but in a minute you’ll be just as happy as you’ve ever been in your life.”
Joe was about to correct Santa when the man yanked his bed sheet away, revealing his nude body.
“Hey!” he complained, covering his penis quickly.
Santa laughed heartily at his shame. “Don’t be silly Joe, your pee-pee is going to be flopping around for all to see in a minute anyway. Puppies don’t have any silly modesty after all.”
Joe kept his penis covered. “There’s no way on Earth I’m going to trot around the house naked. Give me back my covers!”
Santa shook his head. “It isn’t Christmas morning yet, but I’m going to have to give you your gift right now I see.”
“What?”
“A lovely vacation from all those worries, a permanent vacation from them actually.”
Joe was terrified. “Permanent?!”
Santa nodded. “Don’t be afraid, it’s going to feel just lovely.”
And with that Santa rubbed his white gloved hands together and a strange glowing ball of energy appeared in his palms. Joe stared with shock at this show of apparent real magic. Then Santa lifted his hand to his lips and blew gently. The ball floated away, heading straight for Joe.
“No!” he gasped one more time, but before he could leap from the bed the glowing blue ball of energy reached his head and slipped silently inside.
He felt the warmth envelop his head and his terror was instantly wiped away. No, he felt calm, so perfectly calm. His heart rate dropped back to normal, his shoulders slumping, face relaxing first then as his thoughts went fuzzy his face slowly went slack, eyes glazing over as the intellect behind them dimmed, jaw slackening as drool began to drip from the corners of his mouth.
“Much better,” Santa commented.
A few seconds later the ball of energy reappeared, travelling back to Santa’s open hands before disappearing again. Santa smiled at the man still sitting on his bed before him. “Merry Christmas Joe,” he said.
**
Noises from the living room awoke Tod. It sounded like someone was running around the place. it couldn’t be a robber, they were making way too much noise. In fact the next thing he heard was a dog barking! What on Earth? Had a dog got in their house somehow? Or had Joe perhaps gotten him the puppy he’d asked for?!
Tod got out of bed and headed to the living room to have a look. The room was still dark, illuminated only by their small Christmas tree’s lights. But what he found stopped Tod in his tracks.
Joe was down on all fours, completely naked with his penis just swinging between his legs, his bare bottom swiveling about, tangled in the Christmas lights.
“Joe, what the heck are you doing?!” Tod asked.
Joe twisted around, and Tod knew something was wrong. His flatmate’s face was slack and dumb, his eyes just so obviously empty of thought. He was chewing on the lights’ cord, drool coating his chin and shining in the dim light. He stayed on all fours, no attempt at all to cover his penis as his swung free below his body.
“Joe?” Tod repeated uncertainly.
Woof-woof! Joe barked brightly, panting and letting his tongue slip out and dangle on his wet chin. Then he spun around in a circle, seeming to chase his own butt, tangling himself even more in the light.
Tod hurried over to stop him pulling down the whole tree. Joe finally stopped spinning and stayed mostly still while Tod pulled the cord out of his mouth before he shocked himself, and got the rest off his bare naked body. He felt so awkward as he reached down to a line wrapped right around Joe’s penis, which had grown fully erect.
“Sorry buddy, but I need to get this off your… um… penis,” he whispered, putting his hand on the warm, stiff member.
Joe panted harder and began to lick Tod’s face. He didn’t mind being touched down there at all.
Finally free of the wires Joe pounced on Tod, licking him like crazy.
“Wow, you’re so affectionate Joe!” Tod said in amazement. He could see this was no act. Joe had been dangerously close to electrocuting himself chewing on the wires. His eyes were so clearly glassy too. He really was nothing but a dumb little puppy now. And he was also clearly in love with Tod, nuzzling against him between licks.
Finally Tod held Joe’s face in his hands, stopping his licking so he could look the man in the eye. “Joe, are you happy like this buddy?”
Woof! Joe blinked his big wide eyes and pawed at Tod with his curled up hands. He certainly looked happy.
“Okay Joe,” he started. “No, that’s not a good name for you anymore is it? How about Magic? You like that boy?”
Woof-woof!
“Okay Magic, that’s your name now,” Tod told him with a smile, rubbing behind his ears.
Magic went nuts with glee at the rub, thrusting forward and humping his still very erect penis against his master. Tod didn’t do anything to stop him. It was what he’d always wanted.
“Good boy,” he crooned to the man turned puppy. “Get those creamies out buddy, you deserve it.”
Magic barked again and thrust faster, wrapping his curled hands limply around Tod and humping harder until he got his reward, heaving and barking as he came.
Tod rubbed the dumbed down man’s bare back and looked up at the tree. “Thank you Santa.”
There comes a time on Halloween night when you don’t want to be out after dark, and the four young men had entered that witching hour without realizing it. Coming home from the gay bar, they were cutting through a back alley on their way to the apartments where they lived, when a lightening bolt thundered through the clear sky overhead, struck the pavement, and a hulking, eight foot man, clad all in leather, stood in front of them.
“I am the Master of the Hunt” the man said, “And I need a pack.“
Before any of the young men could do anything about it, three collars attached to leads shot out from his hands and wrapped their away around the throats of three of them, the men struggling with them even as they began changing, their clothes disappearing, fur sprouting over their bodies. They remained human, but the collars grew up over their head into leather dog muzzles, and they all crawled over the their new master, and growled at the one man left standing.
“What…what about me?” the man whimpered.
“You? Why you are the prey,” the Hunter said, and cackled. The man turned and scrambled away, the baying and howling of the pack nipping at his heels, and he prayed that he might survive the night.
My friend Ethan and I went to the pup club just to check it out. For a joke. Like we thought it would be funny.
“First time here?” said the handler at the door. Inside, we could see men naked on all fours, barking and sniffing each other.
“Yeah, just taking a look,” I said.
“Well, we like first timers to wear these,” he said, handing us collars. Ethan and I exchanged a look. Fine, if those are the rules.
We buckled the collars around our necks and headed over to the bar. I was about to order a drink, but when I opened my mouth to talk, a bark came out. Ethan looked at me in surprise and tried to say something, but he barked too.
I began to panic. What was happening to us?
“Relax, pup,” said a voice behind me. I turned to see a tall sexy man with two leashes in his hand. “You need a handler?”
I shook my head and tried to speak, but just woofed and howled instead. Ethan did the same, and when I turned to look at him I saw him hunched over, then he fell to all fours, panting.
I knelt down to check on him, and my mind went all swimmy. Kneeling down felt right … almost. It was close to where I should be. I tentatively put my hand down on the floor, then the other hand, then looked up at him. He was crouching in a similar position on his hands and knees, looking at me in confusion.
I barked softly at him, and he licked my face. That felt soothing. I licked back, and we both felt strong hands at our sides, helping us out of our human clothes. Why were we even wearing clothes at all, I wondered?
There was a click at my neck as someone attached a leash, and then we were free to roam around the club, naked and pulling on our leads, eager to sniff the other pups and make friends and chase balls.
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I was in the waiting area at the transformation club when I saw him – the intern from work. Oh, fuck, what is he doing here?
“Hey boss!” he waved, grinning at me. He was wearing just a pair of blue briefs, and his dick was already hard in them. “I didn’t know you came here.”
“Don’t call me boss,” I told him. “And don’t tell anyone at work that you saw me.”
“No problem, boss,” he said. “I like to get all jocked-up. What did you sign up to get turned into?”
Oh no. I realized that this situation was about to get even worse. “You can’t call me boss here,“ I said, nervously.
A chime sounded and the TFs began around us. On all sides, men were turning into werewolves, or twinks, or underwear. I looked at the intern, and he was growing thick with muscle. His arms swelled beefy and huge, his shoulders rounding out over a massive chest.
“I’m, uh,” I said, feeling my height start to slip away. “I’m a wolf pup.”
He laughed. “A pup, huh? Maybe you could use a little training.” He laughed, stupidly, and I could tell the jock TF was draining his intelligence.
I had shrunk down to waist height at this point, staring up at his thick body above me. He grabbed his crotch and I whimpered. “I’ll fire you if you –”
“Shut up, pup,” he said. “Down on all fours.”
I fell to my hands and knees – or rather, to my paws, as my body changed and fur grew in.
He reached down and picked me up, lifting me to face height to inspect me. “You know, you’re right,” he said. “I don’t think I will call you boss. Not here, and not ever again.”
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It was surprisingly easy to turn my roommate Bill into a slutty pup. A few pieces of dog food in his cereal was all it took.
“This tastes funny,” he said, after his first few spoonfuls.
“Funny how?” I said.
“Like, kind of coarse,” he said, a confused look on his face.
“Would you say it’s rough?” I asked.
“Rough,” he repeated, frowning down at his bowl. “Rough…ruff?”
He looked back up at me, struggling to understand. His ears started to prickle with fur, stretching up as his nose turned black. He licked it with his longer, flatter tongue.
“What did you just say?” I asked.
“Ruff!” Bill said again. His face started to clear, and he laughed. “Ruff ruff woof!”
His tongue hung out and a smile broke across his face as he panted.
“Who’s a good boy?” I said, and he barked, slipping out of his chair and landing on all fours at my feet. I patted his head, and unzipped my fly to let my dick out. He barked again and started slobbering all over it, then opened wide and took it into his pup mouth.
“What’s going on?” said a voice. I looked over my shoulder to see our other roommate Aaron standing in the doorway. “Did you turn Bill into a pup?”
“He did it to himself,” I said, “didn’t you, boy?”
Bill waggled his butt, and a tail sprouted from his lower back to wag over his ass.
“You know pup spells are contagious, right?” said Aaron.
“Only if you get fucked,” I said. “Right?”
“You tell me,” said Aaron. “Your ears just got pointy.”
I felt the sides of my head, and sure enough, as Bill sucked my ears grew furry and tall.
“Oh shit,” I said.
“That’s rough, man,” Aaron smirked.
“Rough?” I said, licking my nose.
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“Ahhh, nice lazy to day to kick back and relax,” said my roommate Paul, leaning back in the window seat. His hoodie was unzipped all the way down his furry beefy chest, and he was wearing the sweatpants he always wore to the gym and seldom washed.
I tried to not to stare. His body was so hot, his beard thick and manly. Even his big fucking feet in his tube socks turned me on.
“You gonna chill with me?” he asked.
“I, uh, no,” I said. “Gotta get some work done.”
“No man,” he smiled. “You wanna relax.”
“I do,” I said, “but I really need to…” I stopped. Why couldn’t I remember? I knew I had work I was supposed to do today.
“Just chill out,” he said. “Just drift.”
“Seriously, Paul,” I said, “I can’t just, um. I, uh.” I scratched my head, trying to remember, and then giggled. This was so dumb. I couldn’t remember anything!
“That’s right dude,” he said. “No cares.”
“No cares,” I shrugged.
“No worries,” he said.
“No worries,” I laughed. What were we even talking about? I forgot.
“No clothes,” he said.
“What are clothes?” I said, pulling off my shirt and yanking off my pants. It felt so good to be naked and free.
“Today we’re just a man and his dog,” Paul said. That sounded so great. I was about to ask where the dog was but then I remembered. It was me! Of course. I’m his dog. Obviously. That’s why I’m down on all fours, and barking, and wagging my tail.
Paul smiled. “Let’s go for a walk, boy,” he said.
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