"Hm, actually. Let's see if I can make you have some more fun in the game." Finn chuckled as he turned to look at the muscular pitbull. There was no trace of Charlie from the looks of this Charon, his thin fur color even shifted to a new hue of stark bone white. This character was a warrior of the pitbull master within the Dungeons of Paranor.
He looked into the crystal ball to see that Charlie's entire backstory had been replaced by some paragraphs of text depicting this Pitbull Warrior's background, having served for a thousand years and apparently someone who ate living humanoids as if he was some feral beast. There was not much to see until someone came by and causes the algorithm to build up more backstory for a bare NPC. The pitbull had cummed out everything that was Charlie all over himself and got replaced by a brute.
But, there was some fun to be had here.
"Well, I do want you to win and get me my Jeff back, but I can't really just make it easy, no. That'd be cruel." Finn grinned as he turned back to the crystal ball, Erwin not pleasuring him until he decides to let the kobold continue. "Here, let me retcon that."
The muscular pitbull only stared confused before in a swift moment, he was back in the coffin, the warm cum of Charlie's entire essence laying over his 12-pack abs and pooling on the floor of the coffin around his big paws. He was confused once more, his memories of the Dragon having been retconned to have never happened. He was about to go to sleep in this coffin until when his Master called on him when he felt the warm cum on his body move.
The pulsing of his cock releasing spurts of leftover Charlie pleasurably reversed, and he watched on dumbly as the musky cum of a wolf and pitbull flowed back, his knotted cock turgidly jerking as it slurped in the ejaculate. Charon moaned stupidly as he gripped his cock with thick clumsy paws, jerking it as he felt himself cum multiple times, but the cum going back in rather than spurting out.
He could feel his balls pulse as they reabsorbed the cum, time reversing yet he was aware of it happening. The warmth on his abs and paws disappeared as all of it returned to whence it came. Charon gutturally moaned as he kept pumping, loving how it feels as his muscular body began to shift.
Wolfish traits returned to his form, yet he stayed the same size. His snout grew longer as his face returned to being wolfish, but not fully. His fur grew longer, but not enough. What was changed was kept as what was returned stacked onto what Charon had been. His muscles compressed slightly as brutish muscle strength was tempered with an increase in dexterity, the muscular pitbull slimming to reform into a powerful warrior of speed and brutish strength. Patches of black fur bloomed on his bone-white short fuzz all over his body, his fur growing slightly thicker and fluffier.
Charon couldn't feel his body growing back the things it had lost, too dumbly wrapped up with the feeling of heat suffusing his large testicles, churning away at his and another canine's essence and merging, fusing, and settling deep into himself. The Charon sheet had Charlie's story pasted clumsily into the text box like a splattering of cum all over what Charon had been, rewriting itself as Charlie's story catalyzed Charon's story to mix and add more to himself.
Charon groaned as the world's past shifted to fit the messy past he now had, his brain flexing as his stats changed to fit his new self. His class levels shift as both Charlie and Charon become one new entity. Charlie reappeared inside the thick brain of the pitbull-wolfdog, confused at being returned back to his body yet not when Charon's mind slammed into him, what was the Pitbull's short backstory melding and rearranging back into his own. Charlie groaned as his mind and personality bloated and expanded to have Charon shoved straight into him in a mindfuck, the pitbull's expanding personality traits throbbing hot inside his brain. Charlin bucked with sculpted brutish muscles as he stroked his cock, the rod that Master Ajax sucked and rode personally, remembering the pitbull who was his master as clear as day as if they had made love just yesterday. Charlon groaned as he took back control, his balls so hot with one creature's cum, his thick paws dextrously and expertly stroking his barbaric rod, growling as he recalled the orifices he had pleasured, his old Master's tongue wrapped around his thick rod as he remembered leaving Paranor, leaving his Master behind after its fall, to create a new life within the cities and leave his past behind.
Of countless conquests as he charmed mates with his rogueish charm, and then dominated them, taking and breeding them like the barbarian he is. Charlon grunted, feeling his rogue-barbarian armor reform as reality shifted, lecherously smirking as he reminisced the pleasure of his friends taking his cock as he breeds them, spurts of wolfdog cum splattering all over his muscular abs as he released his new seed, virile and musky.
Charlon panted for a while before he took a deep breath. He had rolled a Nat 20 against whatever that had happened... but what did happen? He was panting from the pleasure, his balls twitching as another rope of cum splattered on the coffin walls.
Removing himself from the coffin quickly, as if the sarcophagus didn't lock him in at all, the big wolfdog looked around, his mind looking at the surroundings when the claws came back. However, they ignored him. His asshole twitched between his muscular wolfdog cheeks, being tight and never going to be filled, as Charlon only breeds, not bred. In his confused haze on everything settling in his head, he only had one imperative in his mind, to notify his party of his former master's machinations.
Charlon still remembered his life as a human, knowing full well that his memories of former Master Ajax were the past of his character. He remembered the backstory he wrote, to have a connection with Paranor. Ajax had hired him as a bodyguard thanks to his natural strength and barbaric power, but the employment evolved into something more, loyalty and love. It was when Ajax became power hungry, causing every human to become merged with animals that Charlon, now a pitbull, left his old Master behind...
The claw had mistaken him as a threat and shoved him into a coffin to be transformed, but the moment the ruby rays hit him, it turned him back to his original body, that of a pitbull, yet not completely. The reason why Trimmed victims aren't sent here was that it interferes with the machine's own magic, and having to purge the Trimmed character out of the target, and Charlon, with his connection to his old Master had resisted the magic and only caused his original form to become merged with his Trimmed wolf self named Charlie the rogue.
With his apparent connection to Paranor still on, despite having abandoned his old master, Charlon fondled his hefty pouch before running off to report back to Veles.