Looking down at Daniel, Jennifer felt herself become immediately aroused. The living
room air of Daniel's father's townhouse was heavy with the thick musky odor of male
canine being emitted by her friend.
"He probably doesn't even realize how far he's gone," she thought a little glibly to herself,
surveying Daniel's changed body. Jennifer noticed Daniel's ears were now fully flopped
down into doggy triangles, and generously covered in an ebony black fur. His nose had
pushed slightly up and forward into the hint of a muzzle, his lips off-color as they made
their transition to charcoal black.
Just the sight of seeing Daniel with his proto-muzzle made her moist, which only
increased with her view of the thin, handsome tail he'd sprouted. But strangely, Daniel
had kicked off his new tennis shoes revealing the transformation to his body that Jennifer
found the most animalistic and highly sexual -five brown claws on each foot, poking their
way from the tips of his toes and out of his distressed socks.
While it took Jennifer only moments to survey Daniel's transformation, it felt like an
eternity to Daniel. He was turning bright red at having been caught masturbating by
Jennifer -one of the cutest girls at school (even if they were friends)- and didn't have a
clue what to say. Only when Jennifer approached him from the doorway did he realize that
she was no longer wearing any clothes, the golden fur on her chest parting to reveal four
sets of breasts of decreasing size.
"You know Daniel, you look rather cute like that, hand down your pants and that
expression on your face looking like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar," said
Jennifer, her voice husky with desire. Daniel watched as she sauntered over to the couch,
taking a moment to toss her still human-like hair.
"You-you-you know you're naked, right?" stuttered Daniel, still wanting to sink between
the couch cushions in embarrassment, his canine feelings of lust quelled for a brief
moment. "Of course I do, silly," replied Jennifer, reaching out a paw and taking hold of
Daniel's t-shirt. "Now let's take a look at your fur again so we can tell what breed you
are," cajoled Jennifer, helping the startled Dan to remove his shirt.
With Daniel's shirt off, the white fur with occasional black spots that covered his chest
said it all. "Oh my gosh, I should call you Pongo" teased Jennifer, as her hand rubbed
circles in Daniel's chest fur. "Why's that?" responded Daniel stupidly. "Cause silly, you're
gonna be a Dalmatian!!!" squealed Jennifer, throwing her furry arms around Daniel.
Jennifer's announcement of his breed caused Daniel's penis to become instantly erect and
his tail to start wagging, neither of which escaped Jennifer's notice. "And let's take a look
at little 'Pongo,' I mean 'Daniel,'" teased Jennifer lithely slipping from the couch to the
ground as she tugged Daniel's bluejeans down around his ankles. Daniel could only stare
in disbelief, as she revealed his dark blue tented boxer briefs.
Like a tidal wave, the pheromones being emitted by Daniel flooded Jennifer's nose.
Shaking with desire, she reached out a paw and peeled back his underwear to reveal eight
inches of prime doghood. Daniel, looking down, could see his radically altered maleness,
but rather than feeling fear or hesitation, he felt a strange sense of pride. "This is me, this
is what defines me as a dog," he thought quietly. Less philosophical than Daniel, Jennifer
was merely captured by its beauty, eight inches of moist pink canine cock nestled in a
forest of milky white pubic fur. This was what she wanted; what she truly desired above
all else.
On her hands and knees in front of the seated Daniel and with instinct taking over,
Jennifer's tongue shot out of her muzzle, slurping the full length of Daniel's exposed
member. "YES!, OH FUCK YES!, YES!, WHYESS!, WHOOYESS! WOOF! WOOF!" barked Daniel,
his growing finger claws tearing gouges in the upholstery of the couch. To Jennifer,
Daniel's frantic barks were nothing short of an aphrodisiac, as she was finding Daniel's
growing canine behavior to be an incredible turn-on.
The most stupendous turn-on for Jennifer, however, came in speeding along Daniel's
transformation to full doghood. With her attentions, Daniel's muzzle had fully grown out
into the narrow but proud muzzle of a Dalmatian, and white and black-spotted fur had
spread to cover his chest and forearms. By this time, Daniel was simply in a universe of
pleasure all his own, head thrown on top of the back of the couch, eyes glazed over, and
long canine tongue lolling out of his open muzzle.
Glad to give pleasure to her good friend, the real prize for Jennifer was Daniel's still-
mutating manhood. When she had first changed into her humanoid golden retriever form,
Jennifer had secretly viewed numerous websites on the internet showing canine anatomy
and breeding behavior. She justified this by telling herself that she was just trying to learn
about her new body. Of course, Jennifer had also viewed some more disturbing videos
showing various lewd acts between dogs and people. Disgusted with herself, Jennifer
soon after shut the computer off but not before she felt the burning shame of arousal
around her furry cunt.
This time, however, camped in front of Daniel's beautiful spear, Jennifer only felt the
desire to give Daniel what she knew he would want as a male dog. Seeing some of the
thickly furred skin that was already working its way up his shaft, Jennifer reached out a
paw and began to stretch it further up Daniel's pink doghood, causing Daniel to emit soft
whines. "Jennifer, what-what-what's happening?" sputtered Daniel, having noticed that
the sharp pleasure of her wet tongue on his bare cock had been replaced by the dull ache
of soft pressure on his genitals. "Don't worry Daniel, I'm just helping you grow your
sheath," replied Jennifer, almost orgasming at the word itself and the thought of her once
human friend with the mating equipment of a dog.
Jennifer realized that her instincts were telling her that she was almost ready to be mated
by Daniel. His body's transformation was almost complete, although Jennifer was glad to
see she still recognized Daniel's bony cheeks and lovely green eyes in spite of his
handsome canine muzzle and furry complexion.
"Jennifer, you smell so goooood," moaned Daniel, leaning down and thrusting his nose at
the golden puff of fur between her breasts. Enjoying her teasing of Daniel but not able to
hold out much longer, she playfully pushed him back onto the couch. Daniel growled in
frustration.
"Don't growl at me like a puppy, Daniel!" chided Jennifer petulantly. "Besides, don't you
want to see your doghood?" she asked, her hands creeping over to the thick tube of
furred skin on his crotch. Spotted tail wagging in anticipation, Daniel most certainly did.
All it took was for Jennifer's fingers to pull slightly at the opening of Daniel's white furred
sheath, and his slick pink shaft jutted out into the air while the thickly furred skin of his
sheath crumpled and collected at the base of his cock. "That's a good boy, a good boy!"
encouraged Jennifer as Daniel began to pant and thrust into her hand. Part of her
wondered why she was talking to Daniel like this, but she dismissed these questions from
her sex-addled mind.
"Now Daniel, this part of your penis is very special" continued Jennifer, drawing on her
store of internet knowledge and gently pulling at the ring of fur at the base of his cock.
For a moment, Daniel let loose a yip of pain but then felt a movement in his cock. Looking
down, he could see that his pink shaft had passed out of its fuzzy sheath by at least
another inch-and-a-half, exposing a distinct swelling at the base. "What's that?" asked
Daniel, reaching down and grabbing hold of it. The rough treatment of this most sensitive
of areas caused Daniel to howl in pain.
"Don't do that, silly! It's your knot, and it's very sensitive" scolded Jennifer, giggling.
Carefully, Daniel again brought his fingers to his knot and took hold, fireworks of pleasure
exploding in his brain as the rough pawpads on his fingers made contact with the nerve
endings until he could take it no longer and removed his hand for a rest. Watching this
display of Daniel the Dalmation with his full doghood and knot now exposed, Jennifer
felt a feral lust build inside of her and suddenly realized she was ready to be mated.
Savoring the crisp air of the living room on the entirety his maleness, it took Daniel several
moments to realize that Jennifer was no longer at his feet. Instead, he looked up and saw
she was halfway across the room on all fours, her golden furred ass pointed in his
direction. Her tail was still and curled back, and instinctively, he realized that she was
submitting herself to him. Practically, he realized this was the case when Jennifer turned
her head and intoned, "why don't you come over here Pongo and show me what kind of
sire you are?"
With that, Daniel let loose a **WOOF** of joy, practically leaping off the couch and stalking
toward Jennifer.