"Do you have to go home or is there a chance for you to stay here?", asked Kathryn thoughtfully.
"I can stay if you like. My mother and my brother are away for the week, and i am alone in the house." Nate was exited and nervous at the same time. What would the witch do to him?
"You see," said Kathryn to him, "I would like to see how you feel with a transformation to better understand why you want to undergo such procedure. Normally it is done as an extreme punishment to bad people, you know."
"As i explained, it is a childhood fantasy of mine. I donīt know by myself where this strange idea is coming from. Sometimes i feel a bit perverted." Nate looked ashamed to the floor.
"There is no need to be ashamed!" answered Kathryn quickly. "You are a really nice boy as i can see. And your fantasy isnīt doing any harm to someone, is it?"
"There where a few people who were very frightened yesterday evening. And i was just enjoying to be a feral predator. I donīt know if it was so nice..."
Kathryn laughed. "As you said: this town is boring and now we have some nice rumors."
Nate relaxed a little bit and laughed, too. "I guess youīre right."
Kathryn laid her index finger to her temple and thaought out loud: "Would it be exiting for you to see the transformation? I have three big mirrors in the house. We could carry them into the living room."
Nate nodded. "That would be really cool!"
"Then come with me!"
They were three huge old mirrors with scrimshaw around the wooden frames. After a short while the work was done.
"Now we are having supper. You deserve some food after your hard work."
The meal was simple and they were chatting a little bit about Nates school. The whole time he was really nervous because he wasnīt shure if the food wasnīt spiked with a transformation potion. But nothing happened so far. The cleaned up the dishes. When the work was done, Kathry smiled at Nate and said: "Are you ready to rumble?"
"As far as i can. This isnīt a normal situation."
"Even for me itīs unusual", agreed the whitch.
"What i am going to become?"
"You will know it when it happens", smiled Kathryn and added: "I think that makes the whole thing more exiting. But now i want you to completely undress, to have a better look on your changing body!"
Nate got big eyes. "I think i canīt!"
"Whats up?", asked the woman.
"I am, ummm, a little exited about the whole situation." Nate became deep red.
"It is some kind of erotic to you?"
"I think so, yes." Nate was watching the floor again. "And you are a beautiful woman. I canīt go naked in front of you." It was barely a whisper.
"I tell you something, Nate. I have seen many naked men in my life and even had sex with some. Itīs nothing to worry about. I wonīt criticise or judge your body. And if you have a hard one in your pants, then it shows that you are a healthy young man. And thatīs a good thing, isnīt it?"
"You think?" asked Nate very unsecure.
"I think. Take it as a reward for me that i can see a beautiful young man."
"I am too fat!" said Nate helpless.
"It will probably grow out, and if it doesnīt we make shure you do a lot of sports and transform you a little bit!"
Nate was beaten by argument and stripped out of his clothes. Then, Kathryn handed him over a small potion. "Drink and enjoy!"
He hesitated a short while. Then he gulped it down in a single, huge sip. The taste wasnīt very good, but he didnīt care. "How long do i have to wait?", asked Nate.
"Usually it works in a few minutes", told Kathry. "You are already becoming goosebumps!"
"Itīs a bit cold without clothes", reminded the naked boy.
While waiting, Nate stepped nervously from one foot to the other. Suddenly his crotch begun to itch.
"Oh my gosh! It is starting down there!" said Nate embarrassed. Tiny white hairs began to poke through his skin and his member shifted in a strange way. It became covered in a furry sheat.
"I think this is because of the many blood in this area at the time" said Kathryn thoughtfully.
The fur spreaded out over his thighs and his stomach. Now some black spots became visible. Nate carefully stroke through his fur. He said in exitement: "The fur is much softer than the werewolf one. Although the hairs are not as long."
"You have a very hairy ass!", laughed the witch.
Nate turned that he could see his back side in the mirror. Kathryn was right. The fur was already crawling up his back and down to his shins. A tiny nub poked out of his spine and was slowly gaining lenght. Nate twisted a little bit to be able to stroke his growing tail.
"You like having a tail, donīt you?" smiled the witch.
"Yes, itīs awesome!" He let it loose and tried to move the tail by itīs own muscles. The longer the tail grew, the more success he had.
The fur crawled over his face, the feet, and the face now. His hair fell out and was replaced by the same white fur with black dots. Now, Nate had fur all over his body. Then it ached all over. It was a pulling and pressing sensation between arousal and pain. Nate gasped. His stomach shrank to a slim tummy, his hips crushed together, and his arms and legs became slender. The feeling subsided quickly in his arms, but became stronger in his legs. The Thighs became shorter and his middle foot grew longer while his toes became round and stubby. The nails rolled up into claws. Nate was too shaky, so he sat down. rubbing his changing legs and feet, he felt some pink paw pads growing out.
"I am a dalmation!", he cheers out.
"Not yet", answered Kathryn. "In my opinion damlmations have floppy ears and a black nose. A little snout would be nice, donīt you think so?"
"Yes!" said Nate happily, as indeed his ears slowly shifted to the top of his head and changed their form. Then they flopped over. His nose was becoming darker and the pain grew again, as his mouth and nose merged and shove out. His lips were blackening by this procedure and he felt his teeth getting sharper and his tongue became longer. Out of curiosity he said: "Can i still speak? Ruff?"
Kathryn laughed. "Bark again for me, my doggy boy!"
"Ruff, ruff, ruff!" The barking came out of his snout naturally. But he could still speak. That was a good one. But the changes werenīt over, yet. His neck grew a little longer an the shape of his head became a little bit more doggy. He felt all over the head and recognised that his hands had become also clawed, padded, and a little bit stubbier. Happily he panted into the mirror. He was shorter, as he now realised. The tingling was nearly over.
"Is it done?" he asked Kathry.
"One thing is still to come."
Then he suddenly had an aching in his eyes and for a short moment he was blind. As he regained sight the world was black and white.
"I canīt see any colors anymore!" said Nate.
"Therefor you have beautiful big puppy eyes to charm women!"
Nate looked into the mirror and smiled with his snout. She was right. He had huge puppy eyes. He sighed and in return breathed in. He suddenly smelled a thousand things more than before. It was the smell of the lunch hanging in the air, the food in the cupboard, and most amazing of all the beautiful smell of Kathryn.
"Am i allowed to stroke your fur?", the whitch asked, and added: "I thought about a television evening with you on the coutch and cuddling."
Normally, Nate would have been embarrassed. But now he was a dog boy. And Kathryn was his master. He hopped on the coutch without much thinking and panted. She sat beside him and fetched the remote. As the film was on, she patted on her thighs and said: "Come over Naty, lay your head on my lap."
He obeyed, and then Kathryn was beginning to pet him all over, giving special attentions to his soft and floppy ears. Out of reflex, Nate liked her hand. He was in a total state of bliss. What an experience!"