#pup transformation

[misctf]

Tim took a deep breath as he wiped some sweat off his face with his shirt, making sure to show off his toned abdomen. A good run always helped him work up a sweat. And even better- the cute single girl that lived in the townhouse across from him had just gotten home and he wanted to give her a little show. They had spoken a few times and Tim was feeling good about his chances.

“Hey.” He said, motioning with his hand and giving her his signature smirk. Girls could barely resist it and he was good at playing the long game. Something his older brother taught him well. Give a few smirks, show off a little. It was only a matter of time before she caved. But until then, he could wait. He gave one final nod before he headed back inside his apartment, where he tossed his shoes to the side and started to head towards his room.

“Hey Mike!” He called out, awaiting the response of his roommate.

No response. Tim frowned- must’ve missed him. Mike probably left for home. And Tim couldn’t blame him. He had a lot going on anyway, even if things were getting better. It started about six months prior when Mike came out- shocking nearly everyone who knew him, especially Tim. Suddenly, Mike was a different person- no more gaming, going to sporting event, or bro talk- it was like his friend disappeared overnight. And the worst was his boyfriend, Jeremy. They apparently met at the gym and the guy was incredibly overbearing. So when Jeremy went back to his family home for the month, Tim was relieved. Especially when Mike started acting like his old self. And when Mike asked Tim for advice about breaking up with Jeremy, he was more than happy to help.

“Alright, gotta get a shower in, I smell ripe.” Tim mumbled pulling off his shirt.

“I think you actually smell good.” Tim jumped at the higher pitched voice that came from behind him. He turned around quickly, his eyes narrowing at none other than Jeremy, “Woah dude,” Jeremy mocked, “if looks could kill.” He teased.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Tim asked angrily, “And what the fuck are you wearing?” Tim was disgusted, looking at the nearly naked Jeremy. Yet he continued to stare, his eyes drawn to the jockstrap that covered the man’s package.  

“Oh I didn’t come here for Michael.” Jeremy sighed, “I wanted to speak to you actually.” Tim raised an eyebrow, “The breakup hurt, was a real shame honestly. But I guess Michael was stronger than I thought.” Jeremy smirked, “Eyes up here BTW.”

“I don’t have anything to say to you.” Tim replied, blushing, unable to stop staring. Jeremy chuckled.

“I know you helped Michael overcome my influence.” Jeremy his voice lowered, “He’s strong willed, part of the reason I was so into him. But I thought my hypnosis was enough at the time.” The dark haired man reflected.

“What are you talking about? You sound insane.” Jeremy sauntered over to Tim, who tried to take a step back but couldn’t move.

“When I saw him in the gym that day, his muscles bulging and all sweaty, I just... wow.” Tim’s eyes widened as Jeremy reached his hand out, gently caressing his cheek. He wanted to punch the freak, but couldn’t move, “And I knew I had to make him mine. And damn Tim I was good. I nearly had him, but he resisted. And then I left for vacation and all he had was you.” He spat.

“You bastard... You fucking hypnotized him? What even...”

“But Timmy.” Jeremy cut him off, “I realized something. When I look at you, feel you, I...” His hand moved across Tim’s chest.

“I’m not falling for any of your BS hypnosis bro. I’m not gonna be your new boyfriend.” Jeremy replied confidently. And for a second, he felt the hold over him break and he pushed Jeremy away.

Jeremy smiled, “Oh Timmy, I don’t need a boyfriend right now.” Tim was confused and it was evident on his face, “Don’t flatter yourself.” He chuckled, “I think I need some time for myself.”

“So then... what the fuck do you want?” Tim forced out. He was feeling hotter, sweat running down his chest and back.

Jeremy smiled, “Well, let me show you!” He walked towards the closet, shaking his ass with each step- something Tim couldn’t help but stare at, “You see, I can’t have Michael and I accept that. But break ups are hard. And honestly...” Tim watched as Jeremy pulled out a dog mask from behind the bed. From what he could tell, it was black and grey, likely made of shiny rubber, “I’ve always wanted a pup.”

“Fuck no, get that shit away from me.” Tim tried to move, but again found his body unable to move, his eyes fixated on the mask.

“These masks have been in my family for generations actually. I picked it up before I came back from vacay.” Jeremy said, now inches away from Tim, “I’ve only seen them in action a few times.” He frowned as he caressed Tim’s cheek, “It’s such a shame. If only I saw you first at the gym that day, maybe we would’ve been great together. I’ll miss seeing this handsome face.” And before Tim could get a word of protest in, Jeremy forced the mask over Tim’s face, pulling it into position.

At that moment Tim felt a burning sensation all across his face wherever the mask was touching. He let out a yelp of pain and his hands shot to his face, attempting to pull and tug at the mask. Jeremy stepped back and watched as Tim fell to his knees, desperately pulling at the mask that covered him. But no matter how hard Tim pulled, the mask wouldn’t budge. He was barely aware that the remainder of his clothes were burning away, leaving him naked. He looked up at Jeremy with tears in his eyes.

“Get this fucking thing off me!” Tim cried out. He tried to get his hands up underneath the hood, but to his horror, it was like the edge of the mask had fused with the skin of his neck. There was nowhere to pull it off, “What is this shit?!” He pulled at the snout and let out a yelp of pain. It felt almost like he was tugging at his own skin. He only confirmed his theory when he went to pull at the ears and felt a similar pain.

“Timmy, I’d stop doing that if I were you, looks painful.” Jeremy chuckled, watching as Tim continued pulling, “Ah that’s right. Tim stop pulling at your face.” Jeremy commanded, and much to Tim’s horror, he felt his arms fall to his sides. He looked up at the dark haired man, tears falling from his eyes, “As you can see, the mask has certain... qualities. All good pups are obedient, right Timmy?” Tim nodded slowly, “But the thing is, Michael told me a lot about you while we were dating. And I think in reality, this role will suit you very well.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Tim breathed out, still staring up at Jeremy.

Jeremy smirked, “You’ve always been a follower.”

His voice was firm and Tim felt something wash over him. A strange feeling that made him nod slowly. A follower? What could that even mean? He always felt like a leader- captain of his lacrosse team in high school, president of several clubs in college, and now was leading a team at his investment job. Was he actually a follower? Maybe he always listened to his parents and was easily swayed by his peers at times, but a follower seemed a bit extreme, right?

Jeremy cleared his voice, “You’ve always done what you think is expected of you.”

Tim shuddered. His accomplishments, his success and leadership roles- all those things were just what other people expected of him. His teachers, his family, his friends, his boss. All expecting him to do things, be something. He remembered his dad always telling him that he needed to go into business to make an honest living. His mom had encouraged him to eat healthy and stay in shape. His older brother always pushing him in sports and giving him tips on how to pick up girls. And why? Why did they do it? And... did he actually want these things?

“The more you think about it, the more you realize you’ve never wanted anything for yourself, only ever wanting to be guided.”

Tim looked down at his naked form. He was always taking in input from others, always modeling his interests and pursuits on what others suggested or pushed him towards. Who was he exactly? A stereotype. A straight jock who majored in business who lusted after women. But he was happy, wasn’t he? Did he even want to be someone else? And even if this wasn’t him or who he wanted to be, he was still successful, he still had friends, he was setting himself up nicely for a good future. He was making them proud, and that gave him a sense of accomplishment. And being told what to do was helpful. It made life easy- everything was so simple when his life was planned.

Jeremy smirked as he watched two arm bands materialize around Tim’s toned arms, “That’s another thing Timmy, when’d you start shaving your body hair?”

Tim looked up at Jeremy, forced to answer the question, “When Mike and I first started working out, I was impressed by how clean shaven he is. In the locker room. It looked good.” Tim admitted, “And I thought, I’d look good like that too. And Mike encouraged me.” He looked down immediately, a feeling of shame washing over him, “All the men in my family are hairy though, they say that’s how real men should be. My brother thinks I looked like a sissy.”  

Jeremy nodded, “Grow out your body hair, all good pups are furry.”

And with that Tim let out a moan as an unbearable itchy sensation coursed across his abdomen and chest. Dark hairs began to sprout from his skin, covering his chest, abdomen, arms, legs, and back. His pits filled in with more hair as well, intensifying the smell from his run earlier that day. He looked down at himself, unable to speak. He was so hairy now, more so than his older brother. Maybe even rivaling his dad. He shuddered- wasn’t this okay though? How he should be? This was how it was meant to be for him- just a follower listening and obeying.

“Also, the mask is about 6 years old. That makes you 42 in human years since ya know, dog mask.”

Tim moaned again as he felt a new feeling wash over his 24-year old body. He watched as a firm layer of fat covered his once toned abdomen. His arms and legs were no exception as more fat built up, covering his previously toned muscles. The impact of aging didn’t stop there. Tim felt a new tiredness wash over him and a mild pain in some of his joints. His skin lost its youthful glow and he felt more hair sprout from his chest and abdomen. He was closer in age to his dad now and older than his brother. His older brother... no longer older... Tim smiled, he’d never be called squirt again or bullied by his bro.

“Timmy, I wanted to ask you. Why did you help Michael end it with me?”

Tim shook his head, “You were too overbearing, I wanted my bro back.” Even his voice sounded deeper, more gravely.

“Hmmm... It was because you were jealous. Because deep down you actually had feelings for him, in fact you’ve always wanted to be with men. You’ve only pretended to be straight.”

And Tim felt the wind get knocked out of him. He felt more tears form in his eyes. It was true- all those late night talks with Mike, trying to get closer to him. Staring at him in the locker room, at his beautiful glistening muscles. The way his biceps curled when he lifted, the bulging of his triceps and pecs. The way he smiled and paid attention to him. More thoughts of men crossed through Tim’s mind and he felt his interest in women disappearing- even the girl from across the street. It was true- his family, even Mike, would have never accepted him if he was gay. But now... now he didn’t have to worry. Because Jeremy accepted him... And with that, Tim felt a warmth build up within him and he felt his dick grow erect as he thought more about Mike and the things he wished his friend would do to him.

“No boy, you need to learn to be obedient. No getting hard unless I tell you.”

And suddenly a metal cage wrapped itself around Tim’s erect member. Tim howled as his dick softened and shrunk, losing more inches until his once impressive member was 2 inches soft and maybe 3 hard, if Jeremy ever gave him permission. As the cage sealed itself, a jock strap formed around it. Tim continued to breath heavily, a small whimper coming from his mouth. He was so small now, the pleasure so intense. But he couldn’t do anything about it but accept it. He was a good boy after all.

“Take all that love for Michael and I want you to focus it on me and me alone.”

The pleasure from his dick dwarfed the mental pleasure that erupted within his mind. Tim’s pupils dilated as he looked up at Jeremy, an intense love for the man standing in front of him radiated through his mind. Jeremy was perfect in every way- so handsome and so caring. The way he smiled, the way his body looked in the dim light of the room. There was never a more perfect man that Tim had the pleasure of seeing. And he would do anything for Jeremy. Anything at all. The thought of Mike was now just a distant memory. He tried to push himself to stand so he could hug Jeremy, but found that he was unable to stay steady on his own two feet, always falling back to all-fours.

“And you love me because I keep you well fed.”

“Because you keep me well fed!” Tim replied as his gut pushed out further, now hanging over his jockstrap. Whenever he moved now, his gut would jiggle. A leather harness materialized and wrapped snuggly around his shoulders and chest.

“And because I gave you that mask.” Jeremy continued.

“Recause rou rave re rat rask!” Tim raised an eyebrow. His words sounded different. It was hard to get them out, his tongue felt heavy, “Ry roice? Hard ro ralk! Wruff!” Try as he might, his words wouldn’t leave his tongue.

Jeremy smiled, “Because dumb pups don’t talk because they aren’t thinking too hard.”

And Tim’s eyes widened, before becoming half-lidded. Jeremy was right, always right. So smart. Insightful. He had enough intelligence for the both of them. And he could feel his intelligence draining- years of education locked away. The English language lost to him. Why would he need to think or speak intelligently? He wasn’t supposed to think. Just follow and obey.

“And because I gave you your new name.”

“Wruff wruff!” Tim barked, shaking his butt in the air.

Jeremy smiled, “I think I’ll call you Titan. How does that sound boy?”

Titan looked up with his big eyes, filled with lust and longing, “Bark!” A collar materialized around his neck, tightening until it became fully secured. A lock appeared, securing his new accessory in place. And finally, the name Titan engraved itself into his new collar. He leapt up, hands balanced on Jeremy’s shoulders as he nuzzled into his neck.

“Woah boy! Ha-ha you stink.” Jeremy chuckled, and Titan plopped down to all fours again. Jeremy scratched behind his new pup’s ear and grinned, “Oh Tim, if only you could see yourself now. Definitely an upgrade over Mike.” Titan tilted his head to the side, “You’re going to be my good boy forever.”

Six months had passed since that day and Jeremy yawned as he picked up the newspaper from outside. He chuckled as he read another headline about Tim and his odd disappearance. Not a sight, no leads, nothing. As he walked back inside his apartment, he smirked. There was Titan, his good boy looking up at him and whimpering. His hands up as he begged for a treat.

“Ha-ha damn you’re eager. I’m already drained from earlier this morning.” Jeremy chuckled. Titan whimpered, his eyes filled with lust. And Jeremy looked down at the paper and frowned. They would never know what happened to Tim- hell by this time there’d barely be anything left of Tim anyway. As he looked at his dumb, hairy, horny creation, Jeremy felt new resolve, “Well boy, I ought to take good care you, shouldn’t I?” A mischievous grin formed on his lips. And as he pulled down his pants to expose his erect member, Titan couldn’t help but be the happiest pup in the world.

[newchangestf]

Sparky the Pup

Oh, Sparky? Yeah he's been my pup for almost a year now. He's been really well trained. The trainer said he's never seen someone accept the conditioning so willingly and enthusiastically.

Humanity? Goodness no, that's all gone. Inside he pretty much thinks he's a Golden Retriever. He's certainly got the excitement and energy to be one anyway. Just like a Golden, Sparky loves to run around the park with the other pups and of course he loves a bone.

Ah the cage! Yes he was always a bit of a bitch so we thought we might as well keep him that way. We actually think it might be putting him in heat. So we've been on the look out for a new friend for Sparky.

You'd like that wouldn't you Sparky?

"RUFF!"

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Honestly, more men should be collared and kept as pups...

[fredwkong]

Himbo Maker: Misha

Misha was an Egirl: a European Guy In Real Life. He would do his makeup, put on fake eyelashes, a wig, and a pair of pink headphones with kitty cat ears, and stream video games online. He loved to troll new viewers by spending an hour or so doing a breathy, feminine voice, and then suddenly hit them with his natural Baltic baritone. The way the chat went crazy made it worth it every time.

The whole game was helped by how petit and curvy Misha had always been. Even in his twenties, he still had a soft, almost girlish body and stood at most of other guys’ sternums. Too bad he wasn’t a trans girl, or at least a gay boy, he sometimes thought, looking at his body in the mirror. Gay guys were supposed to go for little guys who looked like him.

One evening, Misha was just starting his stream when some user started acting really weird in chat. He had a username that almost seemed familiar to Misha, but the guy he was thinking of had always been polite and given insightful comments on Misha’s gaming. This guy’s messages were full of typos, and he couldn’t seem to stop talking about his muscles.

Misha was just about to ban the guy when an alert sounded: Misha’s charming, girly laugh, which indicated a user had just donated a hefty sum. Of course, it was this annoying brodude.

“Uh,” said Misha, almost forgetting to put on his femmy voice, “He says, “Bro, this guy liek wants to chat wiht u on stream.” And there’s a link in the donation.”

Clicking the link, Misha found himself looking at a chat website he’d never seen before. “Hold on, let me share my screen,” he simpered, sharing the chat window. Somehow, his usual screen name was already in the bar. It must have populated from his stream.

Mish-kittycat: Like, heyoooo! You okay with being on stream with me? (✿◠‿◠)

Himbo_mkr: No way, bruh! I love meeting new bros. Like, hi stream!

Misha was a bit offended that this chat partner would refer to him as a “bro.” But stream chat seemed interested, so he thought it could be worth a few minutes to humour the donater. It had been a fair amount of money.

Mish-kittycat: What do you want to talk about UwU

Himbo_mkr: Bro, you know that all I ever talk about are my sick gains and going out with guys, lmao

Okay, so this was a troll. They probably wanted to get Misha banned for lewdness or something. Still, at least it was original that the troll character was a gay guy. He rolled his eyes at the stream and said, out loud in his girl voice, “Looks like someone got mad enough to pay to speak with all this.” He gestured down his slim body in tonight’s outfit, a stereotypical Japanese maid costume.

Himbo_mkr: Huhuhu, bro, you clicked on the link. Didn’t force you to do it.

Misha froze. Of course the troll was watching the stream. “Heh, I don’t let meatheaded bullies boss me around,” he chirped, trying to save face.

Himbo_mkr: You sure? You sure like it when your chat bosses you around, bro.

Now this guy was just lying. Misha scowled, even though he knew the expression would make his foundation crack unattractively. “This is a really weird way to bully someone.” He looked at the stream chat, waiting for his subscribers to back him up.

But the character of the chat seemed to have changed. No, they had always been bossy, Misha suddenly remembered. They would tell Misha how to play his games all the time while he pretended to struggle. It was a key part of the dynamic of his channel that chat bossed him around, and right now they were telling him to go back to chatting with this guy. One guy even messaged, “No more talking, kitty. You’re only allowed to write in the chat.” Misha gave the camera a plaintive look, but listened. He always listened to his chat.

Mish-kittycat: So maybe you’re right about that one thing, but coming in here being rude is totally uncool (งᓀ‸ᓂ)ง

Himbo_mkr: Bro, I think we got off on the wrong foot. I was just tryna compliment you on your sick bis, dude.

Misha cocked his head, confused. He was the opposite of buff, that was why he was so good at dressing as a girl. But as he continued to think about it, he remembered all the hours he spent working on his arms. He kept a set of weights next to his bedroom door, and he did bicep curls to failure every time he went through the doorway. Yeah, his biceps were his pride and joy, and they were usually how he showed off his manliness when he revealed his deep voice and accent.

A tip came in. “Flex for us, kitty,” commanded the text-to-speech voice. With a smirk, Misha lifted up one of his arms, feeling it stretch the sleeve of his maid costume as the veins popped. Too bad the rest of his body hadn’t followed his arms and gotten bulky.

Himbo_mkr: We’re all waiting for you to drop your lifting routine, bro! You’ve been totally blowing up.

Misha blushed at the flattery. His physique wasn’t all that impressive. Sure, now that he thought about it, he had been really hitting the weights a lot and eating right. In fact, his room seemed to be full of lifting clothes and supplements as he looked around. But that was because some of his subscribers kept telling him to get to the gym and hit his macros. It had actually been really freeing to just let people pay to tell him what to do on his fitness journey. And it was paying off! Misha definitely couldn’t pass for a girl these days, which was why the channel had changed to be more about doing stuff in-game for the highest bidders.

The maid costume barely wrapped around Misha’s broad pecs, and the garters had torn when he’d tried to pull them up his thick thighs. Sure, it had been funny when the stream started and the chat had gotten Misha to show off his shoulder raises while dressed in a little maid skirt, but the polyester was really starting to chafe on his smooth muscles. It was a relief when a tip rolled in while Misha flexed and said “Kitty, wear comfy clothes.” The chat oooohed and aaaahed as Misha shucked the maid costume, showing off his bulky chest, and pulled on his favourite comfy shirt instead. Sure, it had some tears and stuff, but as a masculine guy, Misha wasn’t worried about dressing up fancy or anything.

The guy whose chat Misha was streaming had been quiet, so Misha hopped back over and sent another message.

Mish-kittyhunk: Thanks man! It’s all about trusting the process.

Himbo_mkr: I can tell that you trust people, bro! You’re like a puppy lmao.

Well, Misha thought, maybe he did like getting bossed around in chat, but it wasn’t like he trusted everyone blindly! Okay, well, maybe he did tend to stop to help people on the road and then lose his wallet a lot. They looked like they needed help! And maybe he did sometimes click on links that meant he needed to take his phone to the store for them to fix, but so did everyone else!

Looking at the chat, who were all laughing about Misha being a totally trusting puppy, Misha had to finally agree. That was why one of his subscribers had gotten him this headset with floppy dog ears on it, after all.

Mish-puphunk: Haha, you got me, dude! That’s why I clicked on this link, too XD

Himbo_mkr: It’s okay, bro. Lots of gay hunks are pretty dumb, it just adds to that himbo appeal.

This time this guy was definitely making stuff up. Misha was totally straight, he just didn’t do well with girls. Well, that and being a submissive hunk online mostly attracted a gay male fanbase. And, well, now that he thought about it, when was the last time Misha had really thought about a girl? Like, maybe if it was a domme? But no, even then, Misha would really prefer a guy to be involved at some point. This guy was probably right, Misha was gay.

It was super hard to think. There was a reason that Misha preferred to let chat do the thinking for him. Even before he realised how much he loved to listen when men told him what to do, Misha had never been much of a deep thinker. That was why most of the stuff in his room was gym gear, gaming stuff, or whatever his subscribers bought for him. Lately, they had been really loving when Misha wore even less clothes and showed off more of his growing body, and Misha was happy to oblige as long as they kept telling him what to do!

Mish-puphunk: Lol I guess you’re right! I just wanna give sirs what they want

Himbo_mkr: Bro, I totally get why you love pup play so much. You just love being obedient and dumb and empty lmao. You, like, pretty much live in your mask these days.

A pup mask…Misha was pretty sure one of his subscribers had sent him one of those once, but it had been really confusing to put on and he’d only worn it once. No, wait, that wasn’t right. Misha was such a ditz! He’d loved the experience of putting on the pup mask and letting himself be a dumb pup for his chat. And chat had loved sending in tips to give him commands like “sit,” “roll over,” and “stick a tail in your hole.”

It had been so popular that the subscribers had told Misha to make it a weekly thing, then a biweekly thing, and by now it had pretty much become what Misha did during his streams. While chatting with this guy had been fun, Misha really wanted to get on with the stream and mask up. He opened his mouth to tell the viewers that, but then remembered that he had been ordered not to talk. Too bad, chat would only hear his deep, resonant voice if they ordered him to bark after he put on his mask.

Mish-puphunk: Okay dude, I gotta go be a good dumb pup now.

Himbo_mkr: Got it, bruh! You got a bunch of hunky doms to please by being a good pup slut!

Chat cheered as Misha stopped streaming the chat window and winked at the camera. An especially hung dom who loved to tip had won the bid war last night to decide what Misha wore, so Misha fondled the straps of his leather harness as he got up to grab his mask. He wondered what his chat full of muscular, horny himbo doms would have him do today.

Misha slipped on the mask and let his mind go blank.

[wishmaster]

Who's a Good Boy?

Hey Billy, with the manor ever expending, I wondered if you wouldn’t need a muscle pup, the manor needs a pet no?

Sure sounds good. good, Good boy?

I say and suddenly your body morphs into a perfect muscled specimen of a young man, your body trapped in tight rubber gear.

Fuck, but merely a muscled boy in gear wasn't what you wished so I say good boy again and boom.

Now that's a good muscle pup, while in this form you act totally like the pup you are, always on all 4's tail butt plug stuck in your firm, plump ass, your pup hood permanently locked in place, a chain to lead you around, your dick in a sheath able to piss and fuck when need be. In fact many of our residents love when pup humps their ass. You are a cherished part of our family now even if most of your time is spent as our rubber muscled pup, You're such a good boy, oh look at that, your form is locked in for good, enjoy your new life pup.

[himbofan4444]

A group of three nerds found a mysterious box. Inside the box was a collection of furry heads and a pup mask. An odd feeling overcame them, compelling them to put them on. Once on, the nerds grew. The two wearing the furry heads grew into burly bears and the one in the pup mask became a shredded jock. They were ecstatic to see their sexy new forms. The only downside is that the heads and masks are now a permanent fixture on their bodies, unable to be removed. Welp. At least they have hot bodies to show off for perverts on OnlyFans

[x5960]

New World Dennis EN revised

This is the revised english version of New World Dennis, the first part of the New World Chronik. This time it used deepl to translate it.

Prologue:

The world is changing. The earth's climate has been out of control for a few years. The world's population was living in poverty and hunger was driving people into lawlessness.

A few months ago, a rich manager of a research company announced that he had the solution to the world's problems. Over time, he invested more and more in futuristic-looking buildings that he had erected all over the world. At the time, nobody knew what he was trying to achieve.

When he was satisfied with the infrastructure he had planned, he contacted the world governments to get their approval so that he could put his plan into action. Not knowing what they were really getting into, the representatives of the world governments agreed to the manager's proposal to save the world, as they saw no other options and gave the magnate a free hand.

Chapter 1

Dennis is a young man who lives in a city where it is still quite possible to exist. He lives a secluded life and only notices in passing that the world government is working with the manager of FutureIndustries on a solution to the problems of mankind. This is due to start in two days, but as he lives a very withdrawn and introverted life and has no television or other multimedia devices, he ignores the issue.

Now that these two days have passed, Dennis can recognize small changes in the people around him. Very subtle at first, like people showing more and more naked skin. On the 4th day, on his way to work, he notices that many people are walking around dressed in skin-tight latex. Totally confused, he speeds up his pace so that he doesn't come across any more of these freaks. On the seventh day, he sees what is now known as a drone for the first time. A man in skin-tight latex, with a gas mask on his face and his cock encased in a kind of latex sheath. The drone moves robotically through the area and purposefully towards its target.

The more days pass, the more drones are on the loose. Totally terrified, Dennis now hides at home because he wants nothing to do with these guys. Men in skin-tight latex with gas masks and their genitals encased in latex, on public display. The female drones, not much better, also wear skin-tight latex and a tight corset that perfectly shows off their latex-wrapped breasts.

Drones have already taken over most of society's important infrastructures. Be it the police, fire department, military or even the post office, everything is now run by them. But the most disturbing for Dennis are the puppy drones. They are also dressed in skin-tight latex, they walk on all fours on the floor and their hands and feet are shaped like dog paws made of latex. Instead of a gas mask like the other drones, the Puppy drone wears a latex dog head and a latex dog tail sticks out of its butt. Instead of a latex penis like the humanoid drones, these anthromorphic drones have a latex dog penis, which is usually hidden behind a latex bulge. These types of drones also behave like dogs, as they sit like dogs, walk on all fours like dogs and communicate by barking like dogs. They are also used in a wide variety of functions, be it by the fire department, police and so on.

Dennis no longer leaves the house at all. Fortunately, he has taken precautions and built up a small supply that will certainly last him a few weeks. It has become too dangerous outside. The chance of being caught by one of the many drones is far too great, because as soon as you are caught by a drone, you are put in one of these conditioning centers and no one has ever escaped from one, only new drones leave these buildings.

Chapter 2

It has now been 5 weeks since the drones took over the world. Denis has given up all hope of normality, but unfortunately his supplies of food and water are running low. So Dennis plucks up all his courage and makes himself a weapon in the form of a kitchen knife, which he sticks to a broomstick. He waits until night falls and sneaks out of his apartment as silently as possible. In the blackness of the night, he scurries through narrow alleyways, always on the alert to see or hear any drones. He avoids the main streets, the danger of being discovered is too great, and after 3 hours of strenuous hiding and sneaking, he reaches the entrance to the shopping center. Dennis' first step is to hide behind a rusty dustbin to make sure the coast is clear and he can sneak into the store unnoticed. After about 15 minutes, which feels like an eternity to him, he decides to take the risk and approaches the entrance. Surprisingly, the door is not locked, but this fuels Dennis' fear that the shopping center has already been looted. Plagued by hunger, he decides to take the risk and enters the building. He listens as best he can to hear any suspicious noises, but all is quiet and so Dennis continues on his way. A sudden pain in his neck makes him wince and everything slowly goes dark. Just before he loses consciousness completely, he hears a monotonous robotic voice say: "Subject detected and sedated. Order received, drone X9345 bringing human resource to next factory"

Chapter 3

When Dennis wakes up, he realizes that he is lying naked on the floor of a small room with only a bed in it, otherwise the room is empty. He sits up and rubs his aching head: "Shit, what's wrong, where am I?" As if in answer to his question, a female computer voice chimes in: "Welcome individual. You have been detected entering a building without authorization. You are now being scanned to determine your potential area of operation. Please remain silent." As soon as the computer's words fall silent, a red laser beam appears and scans Dennis. When the scan is finished, the computer voice sounds again: "Scan complete, subject's potential detected.

Result:

Gender: Male

Humanoid drone potential: 11 percent

Potential animalistic drone: 89 percent

Area of application: Hunters

Id: A8650

Code name: Ranger

Not knowing what this all means, Dennis starts banging on the walls: "Hey, you weirdos, let me out of here. I'm not in the mood for this shit here." All he gets in reply is: "The conditioning of the subject will begin tomorrow at 6:00 a.m." and with these words the computer falls silent again. The light in the room turns a dark blue, which has the direct effect of making Dennis relax and feel somehow tired. So he lies down on the bed and he hears a very quiet noise in the background. This hypnotic noise relaxes his body, his thoughts also calm down and within 5 minutes Dennis has fallen asleep.

At exactly 6 o'clock in the morning, a loud whistle sounds and Dennis is wide awake within a second. The computer voice sounds: "Subject takes his uniform and goes into the hall." Without thinking, Dennis grabs the latex suit hanging on the wall for him and begins to slip into it. Starting with his feet, then up his legs and Dennis is already stiff. The latex fits him perfectly and he has no problems at all pulling it further up his body. When he reaches his genitals, he presses his penis and balls into the latex bulge provided in the suit. He pulls the latex further up his body and begins to enjoy the feeling of tightness. Unconsciously, he starts to massage the bulge in his crotch, but when he realizes what he is doing, he recoils. He's not ready yet, Dennis doesn't know exactly what for, but he knows he's not allowed to. Not yet.

After his whole body is completely encased in latex, Dennis feels the latex suit welding itself to his back. He groans, rubs the latex that encloses his body and moans. The feel of the suit against his skin is unbelievable and an excited shiver runs down his spine. He then takes the accompanying latex mask and pulls it over his head to complete himself. Now completely covered in latex, with only his eyes and mouth uncovered, Dennis searches for the exit. Strangely enough, it suddenly feels completely normal for him to be dressed in skin-tight latex and he doesn't understand why he always wore these strange fabric clothes before if latex is so much better.

He spies the exit on a wall, but to get through it Dennis has to crawl, as it resembles a kind of dog flap. Thinking nothing of it, Dennis gets down on all fours and crawls through the passageway. Once in the corridor, he gets up again and makes his way to the hall, following the signs. He doesn't even think about it, he just follows the computer's instructions.

Chapter 4

In the corridor, Dennis meets several people, also dressed in latex. Together they all walk quietly through the corridor towards the hall and once there, Dennis looks for his seat. The room is large and 5 rows of tables with chairs serve as the interior. All the chairs have an ID number printed on them and Dennis instinctively moves towards the chair with the number A8650.

He sits down and the rubbing of the latex on his body against the chair makes a noise that immediately arouses Dennis. Next to him sits a woman who is also covered from head to toe in latex: "Hey, my name is Jenny. Are you new too?" He immediately likes her voice and replies: "Yup, since yesterday. My name is Dennis, nice to meet you. How long have you been here?" "Since yesterday too. I don't know what's going on, but do you think this latex is so great? It feels so relaxing to wear it."

Dennis realizes how right she is, he would never have thought how pleasant it feels to be wrapped in latex: "Yes, it's wonderful, isn't it?" During the conversation, a man who, like her, is also covered in latex sits down opposite Dennis: "Hey, I'm Thomas, but most people call me Tom. Are you new too?" "Hey Tom. Yes, we're new too, welcome to the party," Jenny replies with a laugh.

As the conversation between the three unfolds, several drones enter the room. They move robotically towards the tables and serve the waiting guests their food and drink. Both are in a kind of dog bowl and are served to the hungry without cutlery. Dennis stares at his bowls in amazement: "Is there no cutlery?"

He sees how Tom and Jenny have already started eating by simply sticking their heads in the bowl. "For what?" Jenny answers with her mouth full. Shrugging his shoulders and thinking nothing of it, Dennis sticks his head in his bowl too and starts to eat. He drinks the water by slurping it with his tongue and enjoys the crunch of the food in his mouth. It tastes heavenly, the best he has ever tasted.

When everything has been eaten, the drones remove the empty bowls again and the computer voice sounds, which makes everyone sit up and take notice: "Next phase, go to the showers, it's time for cleaning!" Everyone stands up and lines up in a row. Unconsciously in step, the group starts moving and heads towards the showers in an orderly fashion. Once there, they enter the shower cubicles one after the other, they close and a hot black oily jet streams over the occupants.

Dennis stands waiting in front of one of the occupied booths and when it opens Jenny steps out: "Ahhh that was soothing. You're going to love it." She strokes her body with pleasure and moans. With anticipation, because it must feel incredible, he enters the chamber, it closes by itself and a warm steel of chemicals pours over Dennis.

The feeling of the warmth enveloping him makes Dennis moan. He feels the latex getting tighter and tighter on his body and the tingling sensation on his skin is overwhelming. What he doesn't realize, however, is that the chemicals have the effect of melting the latex on his body into his skin so that it can never be removed.

After the warm jet dries up and the cubicle opens, Dennis leaves the small room. Totally relaxed, he begins to stroke his body and loses himself completely in the ectasy of every touch on his latex skin.

Chapter 5

After everyone has had their chemical shower, the computer voice sounds again from the loudspeakers: "You will now go to your conditioning rooms, sit in your assigned seats and wait for additional instructions!" Lined up again, the group moves to the rooms. The flap to enter forces the subjects to get down on all fours again and crawl into the room. There are 5 rows of metal chairs in the room and Dennis looks for his seat and when he finds it, he sits down in it. Jenny sits down next to him and Tom in front of him, all waiting to see what happens next. Another door behind them opens and more humanoid latex drones enter the room, carrying some kind of goggles in their hands with displays for the test subjects. They stand behind those seated and put the goggles over their heads. As soon as Dennis wants to say something, the screen of the glasses starts to light up in dark blue, which has the effect of calming him down immediately. Dennis also feels two earplugs being automatically inserted into his ears and he hears a soft hissing sound again. It is the same sound as last night before he fell asleep and Dennis falls directly into a deep trance. At the moment when everyone is deeply absorbed, a lock symbol appears on the bumps above their genitals. This changes from closed to open and at the same moment as the symbols disappear, the bulge also disappears, revealing everyone's genitals. The men's penises are encased in latex and immediately stiff, the women's pussies are leaking and now made of latex too.

A voice begins to flow softly through the earplugs into Dennis' ears and even if he had been conscious, he would not have understood what was being said. With a robotic movement, he grabs his latex penis with his hand and begins to pleasure himself. Meanwhile, everyone in the room is doing the same, the men are wanking and the women are sticking their latex-clad fingers into their leaking pussies. A kind of moaning fills the room and drives all the test subjects close to, but not beyond, climax. It is important to wait for the exact moment so that the program can fully unfold. Hours pass. Loud moans mingle with the quiet propaganda that subtly hammers its way into Dennis' head. When the time for the climax is reached, everyone unloads their pent-up orgasms at the same time. The moans change to relieved orgasmic sounds. Then the bulge forms again over the genitals, enclosing them and the lock symbol appears and changes back to closed. The future drones slowly awaken from their trance and the glasses are removed from their heads. As his eyes adjust to the light in the room, Dennis notices that all the chairs have disappeared and they are all sitting on the floor like dogs. But somehow it feels right to sit like this. Sitting like a dog, why should he sit any other way, because it makes no sense.

He turns to Jenny: "Wow, that was weird. Do you have a slight headache too?" Jenny almost touches her head and massages her temples: "Yes, it's like I've been sitting at the computer all day. But it'll pass." Tom turns around in his sitting position and says:" Are you as hungry as I am? That's funny, we just sat down here." None of them realize at this moment that they have been sitting in the room for hours and have been bombarded with hypnotic reprogramming. Unconsciously, Dennis starts rubbing his bump over his genitals: "Somehow I feel relieved, as if something has been released." Shortly afterwards, they hear the computer voice again; "First conditioning completed. Subjects now proceed to the hall for refreshments."

Chapter 6

Once in the hall, everyone sits down again and the bowls are served. Suddenly Tom says: "Hmm, somehow it's really uncomfortable on this shitty chair." "That's right, I feel totally uncomfortable too," says Dennis. Jenny then takes her two bowls and puts them on the floor: "I've got an idea. It should be much more comfortable this way." She sits down in a dog-like position in front of the bowls and starts eating. "Great idea." Dennis replies, takes his bowls from the table, puts them on the floor and starts eating in the same position as Jenny. More and more people put their bowls on the floor and start to do the same as Jenny and Dennis and the drones remove the chairs and tables, their robotic movements ignored by everyone. Why would they need chairs or tables when it makes much more sense to eat in this position? Dennis again enjoys how the dry food crunches on his teeth, its taste is also overwhelming and he devours his portion in no time at all with an unprecedented hunger. He drinks the water again with his tongue, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Satisfied, he sits upright with his hands on the floor and starts panting: "Wow, that was delicious. I've never been so hungry, but I'll tell you one thing. Filling your belly like that makes you really tired." As if on command, the computer voice sounds: "Catering complete. Get ready for the recovery phase! Go to your assigned artments and start the cycle!" Obeying the order, everyone lines up again for their sleeping phase and as everyone stands in a row in front of their room, Dennis notices that Tom and Jenny are his neighbors. He discovers that there are also labels next to Jenny and Tom's dog flaps.

The From Jenny reads:

Gender: Female

Potential: animalistic drone

Area of application: Satisfaction

Id: Z4859

Code name: Shila

Tom's is:

Gender: Male

Potential: animalistic drone

Area of application: Satisfaction

Id: Z8788

Code name: Sid

After the flaps open behind them, everyone crawls into their bedrooms and when Dennis enters his, he falls onto his bed, totally exhausted. But instead of lying down as usual, with comforter and all, he curls up and falls asleep on his mattress.

Chapter 7

Another whistle sounds at exactly 6:00 a.m. and wakes Dennis. He wakes up and rubs his eyes, yawns briefly and instinctively makes his way to the hall. This time he doesn't need instructions from the computer to know what is required of him. Once in the hall, he goes to his assigned place, sits down on the floor and sees Jenny move to her position next to him: "Aaah, I slept well. I can even remember my dream. I was in a park with soft grass, chasing after a ball. You and Tom were there too. We played together all day." Tom sits down opposite him: "That's weird, I had the same dream." Dennis looks at both of them confused and says: "That's intresting, I also dreamt that we were in a park and played with each other all day. It was really good fun. But anyway, it was a good dream, wasn't it?" Both Tom and Jenny agree with him.

The door to the hall opens and the drones enter the room. They carry in the food as they do every time, the bowls are placed on the floor again and all the latex-clad creatures wait hungrily for their command. "Eat" comes the computer voice and they all start gobbling down their dry food at the same time, as if they hadn't eaten for weeks. After Dennis has eaten and drunk, the bowl in front of him is removed again. He gets back in line with his fellow occupants, knowing that it is now time to clean. As on the previous day, everyone moves in step to the showers and once again it is Jenny's turn before Dennis. As she steps out of the shower after her cleaning, Dennis notices that something has changed about her. Her eyes are now black and look like they are made of latex and her mouth is the same dark color: "Mhhh that was even better than yesterday."

Dennis then enters the shower and immediately notices how it has changed since yesterday. Like the day before, the shower has a large shower head, but now there is also a kind of hose with a mouthpiece at the height of his mouth. The shape of the mouthpiece is reminiscent of a penis and without realizing what he is doing, he sticks the hose into his mouth. As he does so, Dennis immediately notices that a second tube is trying to penetrate his anus. He lets this happen and starts to moan as the Aparat penetrates him. The shower starts, again a black liquid flows over his latex-clad body and the same stuff is pumped into his body through the hoses in his mouth and ass. The liquid tastes metallic and Dennis sucks as hard as he can. He doesn't realize how his insides are being transformed into latex. His insides change into machine-like devices that take over the task of keeping his body alive. When the black oily liquid dries up and the shower cubicle opens, it releases Dennis with his now ubgraded body.

Chapter 8

Now it was time for the conditioning and everyone lined up in the direction of the rooms. Dennis sits down on the floor next to Jenny and behind Tom and waits for the drones. They enter the room and put the goggles on everyone's heads again. Once again, two earbuds stick themselves into Dennis' ears, the screen in front of his eyes turns blue and the soft whispering sounds in his ears. Just like yesterday, the bulge releases everyone's genitals, which are now made of latex, and once again everyone starts to satisfy themselves.

Hours pass and during this time new commands are programmed into their brains. Without them noticing, the drones stand behind the seated individuals, who get on all fours and present their asses. With a smooth movement, the drones insert a plug with a dog's tail into the asshole of those waiting, which is commented on by everyone with a pleasurable moan. The plug melts into the latex and opens a hole in the middle so that the future drone can still be pleasured anally despite the plug. The latex dog tail slowly moves up towards the coccyx and melts into the subject's spine. As the tails are now fused to their bodies, they can also be moved and they all start to wag their new body part. All of this gives the penetrated ones an indescribable satisfaction and the moaning gets louder and louder. They are all close to their climax again, but they are not allowed to go beyond it and another hour passes while Dennis learns how to behave. When the command to orgasm is given, everyone in the room howls and explodes in ecstasy. The glasses are removed, the genitals are tucked behind the bulge and everyone wakes up. Dennis approaches Jenny on all fours and starts sniffing her backside:

"Hey Jenny, you smell good." "Thank you my dear, that's very nice. Can I sniff you too?" Dennis turns around, sticks his ass out towards her and Jenny starts to sniff his bottom with relish. Tom comes over to them and says: "Hey Jenny, what's that over your ass. It looks like a dog's tail. Can you move it?" Jenny smiles at him and says: "Why don't you try it yourself, you've got one too." Tom turns his head, grins and starts wagging his tail. His eyes widen and he starts chasing his own latex dog tail, spinning in circles on his hands and knees. This is commented on by Jenny and Dennis with a laugh because it looks so cute.

Chapter 9

After a short time of sniffing, everyone gets down on their hands and knees in the hall, because it's feeding time. Dennis takes his designated place next to Jenny and drools in anticipation of his filled bowl. He lets his tongue hang out of his mouth and pants. Somehow his tongue has grown and now hangs down to under his chin. The drones place the full bowls on the floor in front of him and his friends and the command to eat sounds. Dennis devours his food in no time at all, but he still notices that the contents of his bowl appear gray. Somehow everything looks greyish, as if all color has disappeared. Not only the color of his food has changed, but also its ingredients. Its food now consists of pure tasteless, energy-giving gruel. As his new body can no longer utilize normal food, he now needs adapted food that his body can efficiently convert into energy without waste. Dennis doesn't even notice that his food tastes like nothing, he has devoured it so quickly.

After his bowl is empty, he turns to the water in the second container and begins to slurp up the contents with his new latex tongue, which, as it is now much longer, works much better than the previous times.

Full of food and dog-tired, Dennis yawns: "Eating is wonderful and it's really more pleasant to devour the bowl on the floor. You had a brilliant idea Jenny. "Jenny smiles: "Thank you."

Lined up, they all walk back to their dormitories, again on all fours. It has become quite normal for them to move in this way, why should they walk any differently. A good dog walks like a dog, sits like a dog and eats like a dog, absolutely no issue. As they are all crawling now, the dog flap to their rooms is also much easier to pass through and now really makes sense.

Once inside, Dennis goes to his dog bed and sits down. He lifts one leg over his head and starts to lick his asshole and the bulge above his genitals. It is important to clean himself and he now has the right tongue for it. As his latex tongue strokes his genital area, a feeling of excitement runs through him and he begins to moan. As soon as he has licked his whole body completely, he turns in circles to find a comfortable position to sleep in. After three or four turns, he lets himself fall down and falls asleep in no time. His leg twitches again and again, accompanied by an excited and playful whimper. As he sleeps soundly, dreaming of chasing after Tom and Jenny in a green field of soft grass, his new body recovers for the coming day that will seal his fate forever.

Chapter 10

6.00 a.m., the whistle blows, Dennis wakes up and yawns. He stretches and starts scratching behind his right ear with his right foot. Panting, he makes his way to the hall and meets Tom on the way. Dennis sniffs his friend's ass and he greets him with a short bark: "Waff, good morning Dennis. Did you sleep well?" "Like a dog," he replies with a laugh. "Hey guys, I'm coming too!" Jenny pants after the men and trots towards them. As they are almost starving, the three of them continue on their way to the hall as quickly as possible in anticipation of their food. Somehow it feels like something big is about to happen today.

When they have emptied their bowls at record speed, Tom sits down with Jenny, wags his tail and says happily: "Now the cleaning and I'll feel great."

As if on command, the half-dog-like drone candidates make their way to the shower cubicles. Jenny re-enters the cubicle before Dennis and he hears her moaning and barking through the wall of the shower, a sign that Jenny seems to be enjoying what is happening to her. After Jenny steps out of the shower, the color of her latex body has changed. Her arms and legs, as well as the area above her pussy, are now pink. The contrasting shiny black of the rest of her body immediately excites Dennis. He enters the shower cubicle with great anticipation, puts the hose in his mouth again and lets the second one penetrate his anus. The shower pumps and sprays the black oily material into and over him again. Shortly afterwards, some kind of additional jets appear, coloring his legs, arms and genital area in gray. He is not aware why he is dyed gray and Jenny is dyed pink, but this has to do with his future area of operation and the black mixed with the gray will serve as good camouflage for his hunt.

Dennis steps out of the shower and is greeted with wide eyes by Jenny: "Wow, that's a hot color, it makes me horny." Unnoticed, Jenny rubs her pussy encased in latex, which makes her moan. Excitement runs through her body at the thought of what she could do to Dennis. He hears Tom panting from the side and turns to his friend. His body has also changed color in the shower and Tom now appears in black and purple. These colors also make Jenny moan and Dennis has to say that he is also turned on by Tom and his new color scheme.

Now ready to get their day and final conditioning, the three friends trot off one after the other to their conditioning rooms. Ready for whatever awaits them.

Chapter 11

The conditioning room, like the showers, has also changed and there is now a machine-like mound of latex on the seats where they always sit. Dennis walks up to his and climbs it, causing his stomach to rub against the latex of the machine, which makes a squeaking sound. He inserts his hands and feet into the holes provided at the bottom of the latex structure, and a helmet-like device is installed for his head, into which he automatically inserts it. The helmet closes, his limbs are strapped in, the screen in front of his eyes lights up and the earplugs automatically insert themselves into his ears. He hears the computer voice say: "Start conversion." His penis get released, his cock immediately becomes erect and the latex penis guides itself into the designated hole in the device, which begins to vibrate. A plug is inserted into his anus and stimulates Dennis anally with thrusting movements, while strobe-like instructions are hammered into his head with colors and images.

He moans with excitement and doesn't realize how the machine is slowly erasing his personality. More and more of Dennis disappears and all that remains is the instinctive behavior of a dog that has been inoculated into his head for days. During the brainwashing, the machine works on his body, his hands and feet are remodeled into dog paws made of latex, his face stretches and is pressed into the shape of a dog's head by the helmet over his head. His penis is also transformed into a red latex dog penis, with knots and everything that goes with it, which elicits another groan from Dennis. He feels the machine working on his cock, enlarging it and transforming it into a new shape.

Dennis is only aware of all this unconsciously, he is too deeply immersed in the machine and the ecstasy. With the insertion of cables, computer chips, tubes and other devices, his eyes, brain, senses and muscles are enhanced. His now primitive consciousness enjoys to the full the feeling of more and more devices and apparatus entering his body.

With his now cybernetic eyes, it now looks to him as if he is looking through a display and numbers and words appear at the edge of his field of vision:

Deletion at: 68 percent

Body adaptation at : 96 percent

Duration of conversion remaining 2 hours

....

....

When 100 percent of its deletion is reached, the computer voice sounds again: "Deletion completed, body adjustment completed. Begin uploading program Ranger.exe."

A loading bar appears before the eyes of Dennis, who has now been completely deleted. He uploads and when the bar is complete, the Ranger.exe program starts to work. What used to be Dennis is now Ranger ID: A8650.

The machine drives the new dog drone to its climax and when Ranger splashes down for the first time in his new form, his transformation is finally complete.

Words appear before his eyes again:

Start integration in hive mind.

Establish a connection.

Connects....

Connects....

Connects....

Connected....

Instructions, information and data from all existing drones explode in Ranger's head. The direct connection to the hive is the final step in his new existence.

Download program Hunter.exe

Loading...

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Start program

New commands and information about his task are programmed directly into his now processor-like brain. His mission is to search for remaining humans, capture them and bring them to a conditioning center, as he now serves as support for the humanoid hunter drones.

The new pup drones are released from the machines and their latex genitals disappear behind the latex bump. Ranger sits down and instinctively scans the room. His sensors fall on the female dog drone next to him. This drone used to be Jenny, but she too has been erased, overwritten and transformed. By scanning her body more closely, the information about this drone is shown to him as a result:

Female pup drone

ID: Z4859

Code name: Shila

Task: Satisfaction

After Ranger realizes what kind of drone is sitting in front of him, his dominant program for sexual intercourse kicks in. He stands behind Shila, growls and gives her the command to submit with a bark. The female dog drone recognizes this command and presents her rear end to Ranger, who mounts her and his dog penis get released. He rams it into the female's waiting pussy with a robotic doggy-style movement.

While the two are in the throes of ecstasy, another male drone joins them, Ranger scans it too and receives the information:

Male pup drone

ID: Z8788

Code name: Sid

Task: Satisfaction

With this realization, Ranger barks again and gives Sid the order to satisfy him anally. The bulg from the male drone releases its dog cock, Sid humps Ranger from behind and as he penetrates him, Ranger howls. This canine orgy infects the rest of the new dog drones and the whole room is lost in doggy style sex.

Ranger thrusts his cock into Shila's cunt again and again and feels Sid penetrating him deeper and deeper. The command to orgasm sounds and all the new drones pass their climax, Ranger feels Sid cumming inside him and he also unloads his load into Shila's pussy. They all howl and after this orgy, their genitals disappear behind the latex bulge again. This is their life now, consisting of hunting and satisfaction. The sex doesn't matter now. Whether anal, oral or vaginal, it's all about sexual desire, about the orgasmic ecstasy that flows through the hive and the collective consciousness of all the drones.

Epilogue

Ranger roams through the old subway tunnel. He sniffs the air for his victim and since his humanoid companion drone has let him off the leash, he can move freely in the dark terrain. The darkness means he can't see much of anything, but he can rely entirely on his hearing, sense of smell and all his other enhanced senses.

Ranger goes deeper and deeper into the tunnel and when he notices that the scent is getting weaker, he stops. Ranger turns around and goes back part of the way he came until he notices the scent of his victim more strongly again. He stops again and listens. He quickly hears the soft breathing of his prey and uses it to determine its position.

He jumps in the direction of the sound and rams the person to the ground. It is a young man who immediately starts pleading:" No, please don't. Noooo." The plea is ignored by the pup drone and Ranger rips the clothes off his captive. The drone positions itself behind the naked man and the dog's penis pops out from behind the bulge. The drone rams its latex cock into the man's ass and he moans, unable to free himself. As Ranger reaches orgasm, he pumps a black liquid through the asshole into the body of the future drone. This has the direct effect that the man instantly relaxes and obediently follows Ranger to the nearest conditioning center.

[gayautobotwolves]

Imagining their first interaction with the main characters like- Thrash: MOM. THERE ARE WEIRD LOOKING DOGS OUTSIDE. THEY KEEP STARING AT ME.  OH WAIT NEVERMIND WOLVES. Dot: WOLVES??? Thrash: VERY BIG WOLVES- Meanwhile there’s just two pairs of optics staring at him from the darkness. They’re not even being threatening they’re just There.

[g-w-a-h]

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[hauntedhowling]

How did you figure out you're a werewolf?

Subconsciously I've known since I was a preteen. Heavy bullying I endured made me shove and hide it away though. The straw that broke the wolf's back was me and my mate exploring Spirit Halloween, and there was a werewolf mask that just. Looked like me. I can't remember if he pointed it out or if I did but when I saw it all of the things I had hidden from myself spilled out. I remembered everything, every little thing that hinted towards it. I knew what I was and so did my mate. My mate reads me better than I read myself, and he has been my clutch on helping me figure everything out about myself.

The bullying not only stunted me figuring out that I was nonhuman, it also completely stunted my public love for wolves. I lied to everyone about my favorite animal literally until that moment in sprit Halloween. I told everyone I met that my favorite animals are possums and raccoons, just to deter the bullying for the wolves. It's a really long story. But I know what I am now.

[fearyandear]

They Stalk Playlist 1 - "Urban Crawl": There Is No Escape From Being Hunted In the City

05 This Is Love - Air Traffic Control

Hello hello this is the first day where I use one of my own ocs :,o It's Pup, the Arcane oc! They are a failed attempt at creating a being like Warwick. Jinx took a liking to them when they were kids and Pup grew up molded into becoming her perfect big ol guard dog. Their likes and dislikes, their emotions, their self preservation and sense of self all forfeit; they were beaten into believing that their life was not their own. Instead, their only value was to be useful for Jinx.

They built up a resentment for her through this unfairness. She was clueless to the process of 'training' Pup, and her childishly risky mistakes would mean the difference between life and death for Pup. Stress and anxiety was constant. But also... through their years of closeness, a deep affection and sense of loyalty they could never shake off was undoubtedly instilled. Pup was Jinx's only friend, her fearless defender, her shoulder to cry on. They were her everything and together they were unhealthy and codependent. A puppy for Jinx. They'd do anything for her even as their body breaks apart and they lose their humanity.

Spicing things up for tomorrow with my first female yandere! Next song is 'Serial Killer' by Lana Del Rey <3

[transingthoseformers]

I'm just imagining mers basically forming pods of different types of mers. Like Megatron, going against his generally solitary species, forms one.

And him just having pups with several of them. Probably picked up Starscream, for example, while they were both still fairly young. Totally got Dreadwing and Skyquake from him because there's only so many twins to go around. And then Soundwave. Shockwave. And so forth.

Vehicons as like, sardine type of fish? Basically only they can tell the difference between themselves.

And then he takes over part of the ocean.

This was kinda my idea with the shark nursery baby pooling system? Just a bunch of mismatched children. He's got a pretty fair range of territory imo, with it overlapping with //several// other mer's (such as the dolphin mers or Optimus's!) Which definitely gives us a lot of diversity!

I can also seriously see Ratchet developing a pretty strong friendship with the dolphin mers (Roddie, Bee, Jazz, and perhaps more?) And definitely interacting a lot with Optimus oh definitely.

I feel like we can make him being oddly social compared to the other megalodon based sharkformers a ~thing~ and it'd be intriguing to explore? I could tbh say the same for Optimus, as I'm fairly sure mosasaurs are also typically considered to be a solitary species?

[newchangestf]

Bringing home a new puppy

I bought this one at auction the other week. He's received some of the finest reconditioning available right now and will make a fine puppy.

Kept in kennels with other dogs he was forced to listen to the reconditioning audio every night while he slept. Soon he would see the other dogs in the kennel not as dogs but as the same as him.

Fed like a dog, walked like a dog, and of course the trainers made sure to fuck him like one too.

He'll stay in the apartment for a few weeks while I'm here in the city on business. After I'll be taking out to my place in the country.

He'll serve as a great fuck puppy while I'm away from husband. Once we're in the country we'll both get to share him.

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Some good pups

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[kittykatzvillage]

Cosmos and Drippy Pup are the cutest~

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New Worls Origins

The lost Chapter

English

This is againe a deepl translation, it hopes its not to bad. To fully understand this chapter, it is useful to know the other two new world stories.

When Kennen comes to, he finds himself in a modern-looking room. He can't remember what happened after the events in the elevator or how he came to be in this room. Turning in circles, he scans the room and hears a noise in the far corner. Shortly afterwards, a Pup drone emerges from the shadows. Kennen immediately recognizes that this is the new kind of drone he was working on before the incident. The Drone slowly moves towards him and starts sniffing him. This sniffing immediately makes Kennen horny and his member stiffens. There are already nanites in his system that are unconsciously manipulating him. The doctor slowly begins to undress and waits naked for the drone to initiate the next step. As soon as he has undressed, four more Pup drones enter the room and the first drone brings a latex suit for Kennen in its mouth. He accepts it gratefully and knows immediately what is now required of him. Slowly, with deliberate movements, he begins to slip into the suit. Again and again a moan escapes his lips. When Kennen reaches his genitals and puts them into the latex parts provided, he almost has an orgasm, but something holds it back. When he is completely covered in latex, he instinctively gets down on all fours and presents his ass to the first drone. This gets into position behind him and Kennen barks for the first time as the drone pushes a dogtail plug with a hole in the middle into his asshole. The feeling that runs through his body feels right to Kennen, as if something had always been missing. With the next movement, the drone jumps onto his back and rubs its latex bulge against his buttocks. A short bark from the pup drone later, its member is exposed and it thrusts it deep into Kennen's asshole. He comments on this with a lustful moan and the drone starts to thrust its member in and out again and again. Another drone enters his field of vision while the other continues to penetrate him anally. This second drone puts a kind of latex dog mask over the future drone's head, Kennen opens his mouth and let the tube of the mask slide deep into his throat. Shortly after the mask is perfectly aligned, the second drone's bulge releases its latex dog penis, which is thrust into Kennen's new mouth and he instinctively begins to suck on it so that more nanites can be inserted into his body.

The remaining drones spread around the crouching man and their penises are also released. All the pup drones around Kennen start rubbing their paws against their latex cocks, which become stiff and the moaning begins. As if on command, all the drones reach climax at the same time and start to cum. The nanites spread over and inside Kennen, which he in turn comments on with a moan. The latex suit he is wearing absorbs the black liquid directly and the latex begins to melt into his skin. More and more nanites are fed to him, with the effect that his body changes more and more and adapts to his future shape. The tail of the plug moves up to his coccyx, fuses with it and Kennen starts to wag it. His hands clench into fists and slowly turn into paws. The same happens with his feet and, last but not least, his penis begins to transform. It slowly takes on the shape of a dog penis and Kennen starts to cum. At first his sperm is white, but this gradually turns black and he begins to produce new nanites in his testicles. His moaning turns into a kind of pleasurable barking and his brain begins to adapt. Slowly, his memory of his human life fades and more and more dog-like thoughts buzz through his head. When his consciousness is completely transformed, he begins to see a kind of charging bar in front of his eyes. Above this bar is written that the connection to the hive is being established and when the charging bar is full, the hive consciousness explodes in his head. Gone is Kennen and what was once a human is now Pup Drone V4577, tasked with guarding the Hive and its buildings. Where once there were 5 Pup Drones there are now 6 and the new drone is happily wagging its tail with no memory of its previous life. After the pup drone that has been pleasuring him anally moves away from him, his new dog penis pushes itself behind a latex bulge and his transformation is complete. V4577 leaves the room and trots towards his new task, tail wagging.

[thefoldedbird]

I've seen cute fics and headcanons where the adult yautja leave their pups with the reader and they become a full-fledged clan nanny. I don't know, what would keep these little tomboys busy, but if I had downloaded seasons of anime and TV series before to entertain myself from boredom, I probably would have created movie marathons while the adults were busy. Doctor Who, JOJO, Transformers, Naruto, and other shows so little gremlins wouldn't be wild enough to destroy everything in their path :D

Oh gosh that sounds adorable! 🥰

I’d be careful with Naruto though, you might give them ideas 😂