puppy – Muscle Tf Lover

infantilejoy:

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 continued

I 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)

mind-wiper:

This adorable little guy is Sparky. He’s a lovely, happy, playful puppy dog. He follows me wherever I go in the house and often bounds about the yard while I’m working outside. He knows to scratch at the back door when he needs to make. I’ll open it up and he trots right out into the grass, lefts his leg and lets out a stream of pee, or squats back on his haunches to leave me a stinkier present.

Sparky doesn’t worry about anyone seeing him like this. He doesn’t mind when I have friends over. He licks at their feet or shoes, cuddles up on their laps when they sit on the couch, lives for a pat on his bare tummy or a scratch behind the ears.

He doesn’t mind at all because Sparky has no idea he was once a human like me. He doesn’t remember being Scott Johnson, a brilliant student and snappy dresser. He doesn’t know what clothes are anymore. His mind is that of a simple dog, no room for words let alone equations and theorems. He’s mine now. He needs me to provide everything for him.

And all it took was a quick trip to a “counselor” to work out our troubles as flat-mates. He walked in to the office as Scott, let the nice “counselor” tap his shoulder and drop him into a deep trance, and trotted out of the office an hour later as Sparky, happily nude and yipping away with his penis flopping between his legs all the way out to my car. I think it’s for the best really.

mind-wiper:

It was always tough getting Duke in the bath. He would fight and resist like it was the end of the world. It was funny to me because back when Duke was my friend Brendan he was a real neat freak. I remember having to wait an hour for him to get all cleaned up and styled before we could go hit the clubs after a day at the beach. He was obsessed with his looks, with being clean and smelling good for the girls.

Now Duke is an outside dog. He spends his days rolling in my muddy backyard, romping in the flower beds, always an utter mess. You should see him after it rains. he comes trotting into the garage all wet and covered in dirt and mud stuck to his bare body and always wanting to hump my leg in that disgusting state.

I can’t really blame him of course. He doesn’t know any better. One look at that dumb face of his, the slobber down his chin, the tongue lolling out of his gaping mouth and it’s obvious the neat young man has long gone and Duke is no brighter than any other dumb puppy. You only have to watch him squat down in the backyard to push out a poo or lift his leg against the bushes and you know Duke is no Brendan.

But occasionally I have friends over and Duke needs to get a bit cleaner. And that means a lot of struggling and putting up with barking and even some growling from my old friend and current pet. I don’t hold it against him. I’m the one that decided Brendan needed a good dumbing down. I’m the one who slipped the drugs in his coffee to make him more suggestible. And I’m the one who guided him into a trance and told him all about his new life as Duke, a messy outdoor dog, and helped him to totally forget all about being Brendan, helped him purge his mind of every human thought.

Duke splashed in the bath as I scrubbed his bottom especially hard. My friends would be giving that area special attention of course. Another thing about Duke is that unlike Brendan he didn’t really care much about girls anymore.

Source: licentiouslip

mind-wiper:

“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.”

Source: undrscr69

arcaninesexslave:

Lucky Leather – by Spirit_Dancer

Source: furrytransformations

dougtfs:

Mark and I were the only two to escape from the laboratory. We ran all night across the island, though it was slow going since we were both naked and exhausted.

When the sun came up, we both paused on a wet rocky outcropping to see if we could see the boat that brought us here with our friends.

“How are you holding up?” I asked.

“I’ll live,” he panted. “Did you see what happened to the other guys?”

I bowed my head. “Pups,” I said. “All pups. I was kept in a cage with Peter and he was the first to change. Went down on all fours after just a few hours, voice turned into growls. When they took him out, I could see all the other guys were starting to change too.”

“Why didn’t we?” Mark asked.

“I don’t know,” I said. “For some reason your changes seem to have stopped at your ears.” I gestured towards his furry, pointed ears.

“What do you mean?” he said, raising a hand to touch them. “Oh, shit. They were normal last night when we escaped. We must still be – woof! We must still – aroooo!” his voice gave way to the same sounds I’d heard coming from Peter, as I backed away from him.

“Please help,” Mark said. “Please, man, please don’t – arf!” He crawled toward me on all fours, then sat up in a begging pose, his hands curled like paws and his tongue hanging out, panting.

I turned to run, but across the field in front of us, I spotted some movement. They had found us – a team of scientists, led by all of our friends, naked on all fours, sniffing after the familiar scent of their frat brothers.

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Source: gregokulove

dougtfs:

I met the naked man on my first day on the farm when I went on a walk down to the stream. He was sitting on a rock, lazily splashing around.

“Oh!” I said, startled. I thought I was the only one around for miles, so I was surprised to see another person – particularly a sexy naked person.

“Oh hey,” he said shyly, not standing up. He was about ten feet away and I could see he was mostly hairless, in his early twenties, and tan. “Are you then new guy? The writer?”

“I guess so,” I said, confused. “I’m renting the farmhouse for a month to work on a novel. Who are you?”

“I’m Kip,” he said. “I’m a pup.”

“You’re a … what does that mean?” I said.

“Can you help me off this rock?” he asked, sitting back on his haunches. I got a good look at his hairless cock and balls, clearly shorn. His dick was uncut and semi-hard.

“What do you need help with?” I said.

“Just come here,” he said, blushing a bit, smiling, and looking away. He was so shy.

I was never one to refuse when a naked guy asked me over, so I took a wary step into the water. I had flip-flops on, so I didn’t mind getting my feet wet. The water was warm, and the current felt soothing against my hairy feet.

“But you’ll get your shoes wet,” the guy said. “You should take them off.”

I was about to tell him that was fine, they were just flip-flops, but I changed my mind. I reached down and pulled them off, tossing them up onto the bank. I could feel the pebbles of the stream under my feet now. They were warm too, and I flexed my toes in the water, taking a step toward him.

“Watch out for the slippery part!” he said, but it was too late. I lost my footing for a moment and fell forward, catching myself on all fours but splashing chest-first into the water.

“Are you okay, boy?” asked the man. It was weird that he called me boy, wasn’t it? Nobody ever did that. Maybe it was okay if that’s what he wanted to call me, though. I looked up at him. I wasn’t hurt, and grinned.

“I’ll be okay,” I said, still crouching on all fours in the water. My clothes were drenched and clung to my body, gently cool in the summer sun. “The water’s so warm,” I said. “Do you live close? Come down to swim here a lot?”

“I have a kennel up the hill,” he said. From off in the distance I could hear dogs barking. Hadn’t noticed it before. “You’re all wet, though,” he said. “You should get out of your wet clothes!”

“I didn’t exactly bring a change,” I told him.

He grinned again. “Me neither,” he said. “You don’t need ‘em. There’s no people around.”

That was tempting. I sat back in the stream, letting the warm water wash around the shorts I was wearing. They felt heavy and gross to wear while drenched.

“Well, there’s at least two people around,” I said. “Me and you.”

He laughed. “I don’t count,” he said. “You won’t either.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, pulling my wet t-shirt up over my head before I realized what I was doing. I didn’t even mean to take it off. It just felt natural.

“I mean I’m a pup,” he said, smiling and splashing a little water at my bare chest. “I like your fur.”

I glanced down at my hairy torso. I was usually a little self-conscious about my body. But not now. Not here. Why was I always so nervous about undressing? It felt so good to be wet and warm in the stream. So relaxing and nice. “Thanks,” I said.

“Are you furry all over?” he asked, pointing to his dick.

Before I could stop, I was unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down to show him my crotch. This was crazy – I didn’t even know this guy – but I didn’t want to stop, I didn’t want to wear wet clothes, I didn’t want to be uptight.

I pushed my shorts and underwear down, throwing them up on the bank with a splat along with my other clothes. Both me and Kip were naked now, sitting there in the stream gazing at each other.

“I guess I’m pretty hairy,” I said.

“Furry,” he said. “You’re pretty furry.”

I smiled, and crawled toward him on all fours. “What’s the difference?” I said.

“Men are hairy,” he told me, leaning forward meet me as I approached. “Pups are furry.” I was at him now, and leaning in I nuzzled his face with mine. I was never this forward with men. What was happening? He nuzzled back, and licked my nose and giggled. “You wanna be a pup?” he asked.

“Does that mean I get to splash around naked with you in the stream?” I asked.

He smiled and blushed again. “If you wanna. We can play all day. You and me and the others.”

“The others?” I asked.

“The other pups,” he said, and looked over his shoulder. At the top of the hill, I saw about a dozen naked men on all fours watching us, their butts wriggling like wagging tails, and before I could say anything else they started to bound down the hillside toward us.

I didn’t get any writing done that month, but it was the best writing retreat I ever had.

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hypnoslave-boy:

I’ve been looking for a new dog for a while. Last one ran away.

Then I saw the perfect specimen in my building. It couldn’t have worked out better. He was young, fit, and he looked like he belonged on all fours.

All that stood in my way was his free will. All I had to do was collar him.

Luckily I had developed a pup serum ages ago. It wasn’t perfect (the last couple had run away). But I’d perfect it eventually. For now, I just needed to infect this boy.

Easiest way? Surprise injection.

I kept a dose in my pocket for the next week, waiting to run into him again. Then it finally happens.

“Hey there,” I say. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”

He doesn’t look excited, but he’s polite enough to stop. As he stands in front of me, I search for the best injection spot.

“What is it?” he asks.

“I lost my wallet around here earlier today. Have you seen it?”

He looks around, as if he thinks he’ll find it sitting on the floor somewhere. Maybe he’s already dumb enough to be a pup.

“Um, nope, but I’ll let you know if I see it.”

“Thanks, I’m in apartment 6C,” I say.

He nods and walks off. The kid’s slower than before, like he’s looking for the wallet. Like he’s playing fetch. I laugh to myself. Before he get’s too far, I come up behind him and stick the needle in his neck. Easy enough.

He squirms, tries to shout, but I have him held from behind, and my hand is covering his mouth. The kid has a lot of fight, but I’ve been doing this for a while; I’m not easy to escape.

I drag him toward my apartment, luckily avoiding any other residents.

By the time we reach my place, he’s squirming less. I turn him around to get a good look at his face. His eyes are perfectly blank, completely dumbed down, which lets me know the serum is working. So I let go of his body, and take my hand away from his mouth.

His tongue instantly droops out of his mouth.

“Good boy,” I say, chuckling to myself.

I scratch under his chin, and he’s already panting. The serum worked fast on this one. Maybe I’d finally perfected it.

I can’t wait to see the boy get on all fours, but I know it’ll take some time. So I go to my room and get the collar I already have ready for him.

“You want your collar, boy?” I ask.

He pants heavily, his tongue hanging from his mouth, the drool starting to drip.

“Good boy. See your name? It’s Buster now,” I say, pointing to the tag.

To my surprise, he barks. I can’t tell if it’s a bark of disagreement or happiness, but it’s a bark. And that means he’s well on his way to being a pup.

I stick the collar on him and begin stripping him down. Before I can get his socks off, he’s on the floor. Already on all fours. And his lean, muscular body is perfect.

“Damn, you’re a good pup, aren’t you, boy?”

He barks in reply.

I scratch under his chin again, and this time, I notice precum dripping from his dick as a result. This is by far the fastest transformation yet.

“Ready for your tail, boy?” I ask, grabbing a butt plug.

He barks again, and this time I know for sure he’s happy. The precum is still dripping. Horny little pup.

I slide the butt plug in his tight ass, and as soon as it’s in, he starts wagging his ass, his balls and cock swinging with it. The plug will make sure he’s nice and ready for when I fuck him. Don’t want him barking too loud after all.

Behind his hanging tongue, I can see a pup’s smile on his dumb little face. Glee and excitement in his otherwise blank eyes.

“Now that’s a good boy. Such a horny jockpup. You’re gonna be a good one, Buster.”

Man, if the serum is working this well, I might have to get Buster another pup to play with.

But for now, it’s time to enjoy my new pet. I slip off my belt and release my cock.

“Now be a good pup and suck your Master’s bone.”

Buster barks in anticipation. He licks and licks and licks with his tongue, and then my pup starts to suck. His wet mouth makes my dick drip. And as I scratch behind his ear, his cock leaks even more. This is going to be a wonderful arrangement for the both of us.

“Good pup. Good boy.”

Source: hypnosleepboy

cannibal-chow:

This is just a tf story so if Pup amp doesn’t approve then I’ll remove the post asap.

Bryan was a normal nerdy guy hanging out at a park just relaxing on a sunny but cool Saturday. He was sitting at a park bench just looking around at the dogs running around when someone sat next to him and said “Hey I’m David I see you’re looking at those happy dogs running around.” Bryan looked at David smiling and said “Yeah I’m a dog person and always wondered how fun it is for them.” David bumps his shoulder “There is real good way to know how they feel it’s like virtual reality, I can show you how back at my place.” Bryan smiles and nods yes then follows David back to his house which wasn’t far maybe a mile or two. David walks in and leads Bryan to a couch and asks if he’s ready for the VR simulation. David pushes Bryan to lay back on the couch and says “Clear your mind and let my voice guide you.” Bryan closes his eyes and almost goes to sleep. David smirks and says “Now you aren’t Bryan you’re Wolfie a nice little playful pup that I own and you want to go play with the other pups.” Bryan smiles dumbly and feels his hands curl up into fists. David tells him “Wolfie wake up and look at your paws.” Bryan opens his eyes and lifts his hands actually paws up and sees he can’t open up his fists and starts to freak out. “What’s going on?” David smirks and tells him “Wolfie you wanna see your new hood?” Bryan nods and shakes his butt and panting as well. He can’t talk but only in his mind. “Wolfie wanna get pup hood!” *No stop this isn’t what I had in mind at all I need to leave!* Bryan isn’t in control for his body anymore it’s just Wolfie the pup in control. David presents the hood to Wolfie and he waits to see how he’ll react. “Wolfie wanna wear hood Master!” David smiles and tells him. “Wolfie you gotta strip down and wear the hood so I can check it out on you.” Wolfie shakes his butt and strips clothes as he jumps on David’s bed. *No why did I do any of this and no don’t you dare put that mask on me!* David knows what Bryan is thinking as he puts the red puppy hood on Wolfie his newest pup. “Wanna go to the park Wolfie?” Wolfie shakes his butt and pants while nodding. “Ruff Master ruff!” *Maybe when I get to the park I can escape yes* They get to the park and David let’s Wolfie go loose to run and play. *Nows my chance to escape* “Ruff ruff ball!” *Right after I get this ball*

Story made for a friend

Thanks dude. Also I’ll delete it too if amp isn’t happy with us using his pic, I’ll announce if that ends up happening at ask any of my followers who reblog to also respect his wishes should he ask us

cannibal-chow:

dougtfs:

Maybe we mixed the pup potion a little too strong. My boyfriend and I weren’t expecting to have flashbacks every month. But sure enough, every full moon, we found ourselves down on all fours, barking at each other, wrestling playfully and usually fucking til we both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Sounds like I need that potion for some future plans.

Hell yes!