The next several days were rough for Brendon, to say the least. As the week went by, he would find himself putting on the maid dress, ballet boots, and fox tail anal plug more and more often. He even now had slept for the second night with the tail in his ass. Walking in the new ballet boots was anything but easy. It was a whole different ball game than what he was use too. He maybe could go a few minuted before he had to take them off to alleviate his cramping feet. However he found that wearing the tights helped him out a lot for some reason. It made his 5-6 minutes turn into 30-40 minutes. One thing was for sure though. He would do his best to beat her at her own game. He will get that wish, if not just to spit her. She had helped him last time of her own volition, but he figured that there wouldn't be a second time. If he didn't prepare how she told him to, he would never be able to win this.
It was Sarurday night, and tomorrow would be their next session. He felt nervous with anticipation of what her present could fortell. Obviously it was some kind of pet play, or maybe some kind of bondage game. It was getting late though, so Brendon unlocked the boots, and got himself out of the dress and tights too. He had left the tail plug in though, and like he had been doing for the last few nights, just planned to sleep with it in his ass again. As much as he disliked admitting it. Clarice was right about him in that he did find having things shoved in his ass, made him feel good. He only used the tail plug now though, and for 2 reasons. First, he couldn't sit on it and skewer his intestines like he nearly did before since the tail had no ridged core like the duster handle had, so sitting down with it inside of him was not a worry. And secondly, it was slightly longer and a bit larger than the duster, but most of all, it was thicker. The size was enough to satisfy the dull aching that started whenever he went without sonething insode of him. Even the duster didn't fully stop it. This was the only thing that made him feel full. Now that he was naked, he slipped into bed, making sure his tail was not making any odd lumps incase his parents entered for some reason, and went to sleep.
The next morning Brendon awoke in a different bed then what he went to sleep in. But at least he recognized the room. He was inside the shack, in a bed, next to a naked Clarice! Seeing her, he panicked and fell out of the bed, and began pushing himself further and further away until he managed to get onto his feet. Once he had gotten up he was about to make a run for it when his neck was yanked backwards causing him to fall back down. "And where do you think you are going sweetie? I warned you not to miss a week, or there would be a punishment right? Its been over 7 days now, so that means its punishment time." Clarice said with an evil grin as she rose up from the bed with what looked like a pet leash in her left hand. Following the leash, Brendon could easily guess whose collar it was now attached to. He had made a huge mistake. He forgot that it was only saturday when they had their cleaning and masturbating session. Meaning all of that was considered bonus, and didn't actually count for anything. Now he would be getting a permanent change as a punishment.
"However, seeing as how you did it accidentally, and it being the first offence, and it being only the second week, I will go a bit easy on you, for now at least. As punishment for missing a weekly session, all of your hair will become feminine in nature. And as an addition, no hair will ever again grow below your neck and you never will have a beard. Only your head (scalp), eyebrows, and eyelashes will have hair. And that hair will grow rapidly, 3-4 times your normal speed and will naturally be a bit more feminine. For example, you will nit be le to grow bushy eyebrows, no matter how long you go without trimming/plucking them, they will always be nice and thin."
In terms of punishments go. This was insanely light given what she is normally capable of. She basically only made him need a few more hair cuts a year, which he would be able to afford with the money he would save on not having to buy razors and shaving cream. At least it wasn't as bad as like having it be that he could only call himself Brie or something. With just a bit of extra effort he could easily hide this.
"Now then, for todays session. It will be for a full day, and before you ask, I have already made all of the preperations so that you won't be missed for the enitre day. As I was saying, for today we will be exploring the wonderful world of pet/slave play. And I bet you can guess which if us gets to be the mistress, isn't that right, Brie?"
Brie felt that something in that last sentence was strange. Especially how she emphasized calling her Brie. It likely had magic tied into it, was what she figured. Oh... yeah, it definitely was that. She realized that she suddenly began calling herself Brie again and using female pronouns to refer to herself. "Interesting. You are actually beginning to get a feel for mana aren't you, sweetie? Hmm, maybe I will teach you a few things sometime in the future. I'm sure you could make for a very good witch. But that is for then, this is now." She said as she waved her hand over you. "Lets get you all dressed up first though."
Brie felt an odd energy run through her body as the normally suppressed heat in her ass suddenly came back in full force as she felt the plug disappear. Concerned, Brie reached behind her, and to her surprise, still felt the tail, except it was now attached to her spine instead of the plug. Additionally, her ears were now long and pointy fox ears, and rested on top of her head.... Lastly, she fell forward onto the ground, as her hips snapped and cracked into a new shape that was only capable to support standing if she was on all fours. Her hair began rapidly growing down to what would have been about halfway down her back, that was if she could still stand upright though. Now it hung down her sides of her face, only a few inches off of the floor. It also had turned a deep red, matching her tail, which was idly flicking back and forth behind her.
"Well you turned out rather lovely Sweetie. I gotta admit, I am loving the red hair look. You should think about letting me make you an official redhead."
"Please no, can we just get started?" Brie begged. She felt ridiculous and also very embarrassed. Her small flacid cock still hung limply between her large ass cheeks, and even her decently sized breasts, which at somepoint she had apparently grown, hung loosly off her chest, they were perky enough to not be considered saggy, but still large enough to rub up against her arms as she stood there.
"Fine, lets begin your training then. First, I want you to walk in front of me, no less than 2 paces but no further than 4, understand?"
Brie nodded and began moving, only to recieve a sharp tug on her collar. "I didn't tell you to start, I mearly explained what we would be doing" explained Clarice. Brie felt this would be a very long day. And took a sitting position, which was very dog-like as she waited for her Mistress's command. "Brie, begin." Now that the command was given, Brie began walking, while being sure to keep within the proper distance. Due to the limited space withing the shack, it ended up being her just lapping the perimeter a few times.
"Excellent Brie, good girl" praised Clarice. Again, much to her own frustration, Brie's tail was wagging happily behind her when her Mistress praised her. She felt so happy, and hated it. But she would never complain. They had been walking like that for about 5 minutes now, and Brie was getting a bit bored. "Stop" Brie stopped and looked back over her shoulder at her Mistress. "Let's take this outside now" grinned Clarice.
Brie gulped but didn't object. She was not going to cave in now. Plus they were in the middle of the forest, no one would be around to see them, or so she had thought. The next thing she realized was that they were not in the shack anymore, but down town, on the sidewalk. This startled her greatly. "Well then, ready to go sweetie?"
"Wait was Clarice seriously going through with this!" Thought Brie, but only thought. She actually responded with a question of her own. "Could I have something for my hands and feet? The concrete is a bit rough on them..."
"Hmm, I hadn't though about that. Let me see... try this. Is this better Sweetie?"
Brie felt her hands and feet harden in certain places as she grew special prktective pads. She no longer could feel the concrete, or anything for that matter through her pads, but they didn't hurt anymore, so it should be fine now. "Thanks, that is so much better now."
"Glad to hear it. Lets go then, its your lead too." Instructed Clarice.
After a deep breath, Brie began walking, doing her best to suppress everything in her head from telling her to stop. The moment they left the allyway, she would have no where to hide, and would be completely naked in public, being walked around on a leash. At last she rounded the corner. She had expected to be instantly pointed out and people to start starring at her, but no one seemed to care. Seriously, what was she even worrying about? Of course Mistress would have disguised her or something. Now that she was way more relaxed, Brie recovered her usual pace.
"Hey mommy look, that lady is naked!"
What! Brie went right back into panic mode, as she looked around for the source of the voice. A kid accross the road was pointing at her. Amd their mother was also giving her an odd look. "Where, I don't see any naked lady's kiddo. Maybe you just imagined it?"
"But I saw her. She was right over there where that red dog is."
Thank god, thought Brie, it must have just been a coincidence.
"Oh my god! Ma'am! What are you doing naked in public! Can't you see there are kids here?" Shouted the mother.
And right back into panic mode Brie went as the Mother made her way over to where she was. Brie wanted to run, but Clarice wasn't budging, and simply had an amused smerk on her face. Brie was now scared, and instinctivly tried to hide behind Clarice's legs as the angry Mother finally made it to where she just was standing.
"Excuse me miss, did you happen to see a perverted naked lady around here. I swear I just saw her."
"A naked lady? Can't say for certain. Unless you mean my naked young lady right here, that is." Clarice said, while stepping away, revealing Brie to the Mother.
"No. I'm sorry to bother you. And she is such a cute dog. What breed is it? I have never seen such pretty red hair before. Mind if I pet her?"
"Go ahead, she won't bite, but she is a bit shy."
Brie was freaking out, as the woman and her kid started to approach her and began petting her. "What the hell! Uhhhhhh, yesssss! Right there... uhhhhhh. So good, this feels so good. Mmmmmmmm! Why does being pet feel this good!!!" Asked Brie, as she melted down onto her back from being petted. The Mother then began rubbing her stomach and her leg began to spasm uncontrollably, until she finally peed herself from the overload of pleasure.
"Sorry about that. She sometimes does that when she gets happy." Apologized Clarice.
"Oh no worries, ours use to do it too. Well she is a very well behaved girl, but we have to get going now."
"Bye doggie" said the kid as they left.
Clarice then brought them both back to the shack since Brie was not really able to continue at the moment. "Well, that was a bit too much for a beginner, huh." She said to the unconscious body of Brie, who had fainted from a mixture of extreme pleasure and humiliation. Clarice picked her up and carried her to the dog bed she had prepared for her. A mintue or so later Brie woke up, having recovered a bit with the help of Clarice's magic. "Sorry about that. I should have at least probably warned you about being pet. But you handled it very well up until the last few moments." Of course Brie wanted to say a lot of things, but she just kept silent because she didn't want to sound like she was complaining. "And if you were wo dering about why they saw you sometimes. I had it so that whenever you felt like a pet, or were embarrassed, they saw you as a dog, but then when you felt calm or relaxed, you were seen for how you really were."
"Was that it? I was close then with my guess. I thiught it was just back and forth everytine someone called it out. Anyways, what do we do now?"