Breaking Pets

            Sabrith awoke from her dream with a sharp gasp. For a moment she didn’t remember where it was that she was sleeping and was surprised by the sights. She was laid out on the stone floor of a deep dark keep. The floor was a gray stone, surprisingly even and carved. The wall was blunt and covered in dark black iron chains and a single solitary rectangle window, barred by iron, and so small a slice of bread could narrowly fit even without the bars.

            Her tits swayed heavily, a full size bigger than what it was she was used to before she had been captured. Tayelle laid on the ground, curled around Sabrith in respite. Sabrith looked down at herself and felt something between disgust and lust. A heart shaped pink tattoo was etched into her trimmed and fit tummy. Her tits were a fair deal bigger than when she had last worn her armor and her piercings had been replaced with black golden ones that her leash could be attached to. Tayelle was changed and marked much the same, her nipples pierced just a few days ago.

            “A dream…” Sabrith muttered to herself. In it she was out in the open greens, adventure sprawled out before her in every direction. Tayelle grinned big and bright, wearing all her favorite silks and dresses. The pair ventured out into the distance before suddenly all their clothes were lit in purple flames. They were then forcefully bent over and heartlessly taken. Sabrith shuddered as her body reflexively loosened with a growing heat. The tattoo buzzed lightly on her skin.

            The sound of heels clicking on stone made Sab’s ears stand up and tall. Here she comes… Sabrith felt her body reel and wrestle. Knowing that she was coming left her in a dozen knots blending inside her like warring hydra. Wanting to both run and present, her body remained motionless in her seated position, motionless and indecisive. Her nipples hardened in the cool air. The heft of her breasts, still unnatural to her, made her lean forward a little, her hands pressing into the ground to hold her aloft. Like a dog… a bitch… She tried to shake the thought out, but it was stuck in place. Tay began to wake up as the distant click clack grew louder.

                Click. She arrived before the iron bars of the cell. The woman was tall and sinister. Her skin was gray with black markings across it. Her hair was a wave of purple and black, like obsidian waves shimmering in purple moonlight. Two curled purple horns jutted out of her head like a crown, her face immaculate and sinisterly gorgeous. Her hefty breasts were wrapped in a tight corset dress, her attire all shimmering in gold and stars. She held to her a peculiar air, a baroness who proclaimed it so well that all else were compelled to agree. Every step made those around her inferior and weaker, incited them to bend the knee and bow. She was Sabrith’s Mistress.

                “Morning, dogs,” She said, her voice a luscious wine of villainous song. Seductive, authoritative, undeniable, she compelled all with her words. “I brought you a gift.” She rose her hand and a shadow arose, a short imp coming forth. She was a short stack, busty and wide hipped with cute little wings and a tail, her body made entirely of shadow. She carried two small bowls and laid them inside the cell, passing through the physical material without any struggle.

                Tayelle appeared dormant and tired, but as soon as the bowl was presented she rushed forward, nearly toppling the imp if not for its incorporeal status. She slammed her face into the dish, hungrily lapping up the thick creamy substance inside. Sabrith looked at Tayelle, jaw ajar. She isn’t controlling herself at all! She…

                “Now that is just a precious sight! My darling little Tay dog has finally stopped fighting me~” The woman snickered. “I suppose that’s what a starved girl looks like, at least. Here’s hoping she’s finally learned her lesson.” It was only a few days ago that Tay swore she’d escape and make Lady Ventella regret the day she even captured them. That was before Tay realized their only food was to be cum. If it was from Lady Ventella, her imps, or her dogs was left to interpretation.

                Sabrith had cautiously eaten it, trying to keep her strength, but Tay had refused all this time, only receiving cum during their training. Now here she was, licking her bowl clean and then happily kissing and lapping at the imp in approval. The imp of course became more physical, allowing the heaps of praise to slurp across her long shadowy cock and against her eager rear.

                Tay stood on fall fours, her heavier tits swaying as she looked up at Lady Ventella with a bright face. Her tongue slowly slid out of her mouth and began to pant. “W-woof…” It sounded at first like a nervous slip. But soon as she let it loose, she began to wag her tail a little more happily. Sabrith noticed how much fuller it was, how much more dog like it had become.

                Lady Ventella laughed at the slip, moving through the bars much the same as her imps could. “My my! What a good dog! So much nicer and smarter than Sabboo!” She leaned her long shadowy arm in. Sabrith scooted away from the hand, her rear hitting the cold stone wall.

                The demon began to scratch Tay’s ears. The girl leaned into the praise, tongue panting that much harder. “Feeels soooo good…” Tay muttered softly, a vibration to her voice almost like resistance. Her knees bent at the feeling of the pleasure. Sab noticed the dark black fur sprouting up her arms from her hands. It had been growing in for a little while, ever since their training started. Tay fell to her stomach and rolled on her back. Lady Ventalla cooed sweetly as she began to pet Tay’s stomach, her hand running across all the extra rows of nipples that had sprouted beneath her original. Sab’s own stomach buzzed with a phantom sensation, almost entirely envying Tay for the attention she was receiving. She knew that if she just gave in all that attention would be heaped on her much the same…

                “Now, now, Sabrith…” Lady Ventalla began speaking without facing Sabrith. “You must eat quickly. Your training begins very soon. You’ll need your strength…” She turned then, flashing a saw toothed grin. “That is, if you still intend to defeat me?”

                Sabrith gulped, a little whine escaping her throat against her will. Her tail was so much more expressive, giving away her every movement. She knew she had to keep herself together to ever hope to escape, but Tay was already starting to give in so easily! They had only been there a few days, but it was long enough for Ventalla to have worked them down into a taste of obedience. Sabrith didn’t even know if she could even swing her hammer any longer. Who knows if it had even only be a few days? It was an eternal night where they were locked away.

                Training was next. Two imps appeared and attached the girls’ leashes. A two-pronged chain that clicked onto both piercings on their breasts and then came together into one lead. Ventella grabbed ahold of each leash and gently tugged. “Come now, girls. It’s playtime~”

                The first playtime was Sabrith being stripped and held down. She remembered it sorely, but with a new appreciation. A dark part of her mind told her that the first time would always be the best. Back when the feeling was freshest, the stakes the highest… It made her pussy tremble and grow wet in excitement. She walked forward on all fours along with Tay. She made eye contact with her. Tay appeared a little more conflicted with her behavior now, giving Sab the most concerned look she could give. Of course, talking would just invite punishment, so for now they spoke through their eyes, trading glances as best they could.

                Imps emerged from the shadows of the velvet red carpet and opened the double doors to the kennel. Sabrith and Tayelle followed behind and were hit by the wall of scent. The first time Sabrith came into the kennel the scent made her eyes water, musk so thick and powerful she couldn’t think straight. The pheromones in the air nearly gave her a high. But now it was just a particularly powerful sensation. Her face was hit with a thick red blush, her tail began to wag heavily and raise up nice and high so her ass was spread and her pussy exposed. She leaked the whole way over as her mistress selected a cage for them.

                Sabrith and Tay were separated into individual playpens. She closed the cage door. Back out into the receiving room was just iron bars so she could watch as her mistress left. Then to her left or right the walls were thick and proper stone with a small mouse hole connecting her and Tay’s cell very lightly. She could see Tay’s feet and Tay herself when she laid down impatiently. Behind her was the other side where the dogs forever in the kennel could be grabbed. Sabrith’s heart was racing. She started to pace around her little square, waiting.

                Then, the cage door on the other end opened.

                Demonic arms from the shadows held the cage door aloft, long slender arms from the dark floor reached out and tugged the creature’s leash in. In came a massive hell hound. Its fur was black as night with a unique set of purple markings etched into its form. It had a sharp long muzzle filled with a purple red barbed tongue, powerful eyes that made Sabrith want to bed. Between its back legs was a long purple cock with a red tip. The entire thing was very thick with a barbed knot near the base, the length of the shaft ridged and demonic. It was too big to fit in its plush sheathe, its balls so fat and bloated they almost dragged on the ground. Its long fluffy tail wagged, as fluffy and long as Tay’s.

                Sabrith recognized the symbols and her heart sank.

                “It’ll be a tough mission for sure,” He spoke with certainty, his words hung as though waiting for that upward swing, that resolution. Abaron turned on a heel, dark black hair well combed and cared for, his features confident and handsome. “But I think we can handle it, eh, Sab? Tay?” He was Abaron Crest, one of the head Paladins. He broke Oath with a corrupt order and sought to reform and make a new purpose. He dreamed of forming a guild of like minded allies. Sabrith had sparred with him and found him to be just a bit stronger, but she knew she’d get stronger someday.

                “It still seems a bit risky,” Tayelle said, quickly pushing back up to where Abaron was standing, examining the map behind once more. “What if the rumors aren’t true and this Lady Ventalla is still at her palace when we arrive?”

                “Well-“ Sabrith tried to talk, but Abaron rose first,

                “Then,” He smiled. “We’ll just have to take her out.” He finished Sabrith’s thought right away. Tayelle visibly swooned, caught in the updraft of his charisma. Sabrith blushed, but held back the feeling. A little jealousy, but she still respected Abaron a fair deal.

                She noticed then that one of the member of the guild was still staring at her. He looked away, but Sab could pick out the slender priest in any line up. Treio was a pink haired lithe man, the sort you would mistake for a woman a hundred times a day. He was very devout to his gods, but good heavens the way he peeked at Sabrith was shameless. He even once drunkenly confessed his endless adoration for her. “If only Tay were not-“ He said with whiskey on his breathe before Sabrith merged his toes together with a single stomp.

                Sabrith grunted and turned away. Still, he was cute enough. She might ride him once, let Tay get her paladin, and then they’d both be on their way. They met in private for a moment before embarking on the mission.

                Tayelle grinned at Sabrith. “Isn’t he just so…? So…?”

                “Like me?” Sabrith smirked, giving her mate a teasing elbow. “C’mon, it’s so clear you have a type. Strong, witty-“

                “I don’t see how you factor in yet,” Tayelle stuck her tongue out. Sabrith laughed and jutted out, trying to tickle and squeeze a better answer out of Tay. “Still, I wish we had more time… I can’t believe we’re leaving for this mission this early in the morning! And it’s a holiday tomorrow too and everything! Ugh, I’m going to be too exhausted to make a move, let alone even wake up.”

                Sabrith smirked, giving Tay a kiss. The pink haired cat girl cooed against it, letting out a relieved sigh. Sab shook her head. “Well, after the mission maybe we can work out a threesome. Depends on if he’s that kind of paladin or not. He might’ve sworn celibacy or something.”

                “But he broke his oath?” Tayelle twitched her ear.

                “He still has personal oaths and promises to other gods,” Sabrith interjected. “So its likely.”

                “Drats!” She snapped her fingers. “Well, what about you and your priest?”

                “My priest?!” Sabrith retorted, sounding offended. She hoped she wasn’t so loud the guy heard her. “Why you say that?”

                “I see the way you eye him,” She smirks. “You’re looking at him aaaall the time. He follows you like a lost dog too.”

                “Someone should put that dog in the pound,” Sabrith crossed her arms. “Max, I’ll hit and leave it. The kind of fuck that just screams ‘okay, that’s all you get, leave.’ Y’know?” Sabrith groans.

                After that they left for their mission.

                The last time Sabrith saw Abaron or Treio they were being stripped of their armor and having their tattoos put in place. Abaron with purple blades, Treio with pink waves.

                …

                “A-Abaron?!” Sabrith shuddered as she saw what had become of the paladin who had captured Tay’s attentions. The beast snorted in response, seemingly aware of its named as it came walking towards Sabrith.

                Imps gathered around the pair. They held blades and whips and had Abaron’s leash and Sabrith’s leash held. Abaron was held back just a little bit away from Sabrith. Sab’s heart was racing as she looked on at the ruined paladin. Those red eyes gave just a shimmer of intelligence, but it so subtle, like light creaking through a door, and that light may only be coming the smallest of candles, so easily blown out by a whisper of wind.

                Chuckles filled the air. Sabrith heard Tay moan from her cell and her hands clutched at the floor. “A-Abaron please! You have to fight it! You have to-“ The imp tugged on her leash. Sabrith acted on memories of how easily she pushed those imps aside and fought back. She’d chocked and hurled those things with one arm before, but now the one holding her leash could completely hold her down and keep her back. Her nipples ached.

                “Bad dog!” The imp laughed. “Bad bitch, very bad bitch! Lady Ventalla needs good loyal dogs like your paladin buddy! So you better learn your lesson quick so he can knock you up with hopefully some better pups than you!” Sabrith growled beneath her breathe. Still, she knew it now more than ever. She was the weakest person in that pen. “Now, lay on your back girl.” Sabrith shook and stood in place, staring down a hundred feet from the diving platform. Another tug of the leash, nearly sending her reeling. “I said, lay down!”

                She didn’t want it to get any worse, so she laid on her back. The imp’s nasal voice laughed. “Good girl! Now, spread those legs!” Sabrith blushed thick and terrible. She looked away from Abaron, that powerful muzzle filling her with a fearful sensation. Each leg slowly slid apart, revealing her runny folds and needy form. “Huh, your extra tits haven’t grown in yet. I guess Lady Ventalla was giving your slut extra strong cum or something,” The imp grumbled. “Okay, now just lay there. First, we need to let Abaron get to know you. We’ll let him give you a good long sniff.”

                Abaron was tugged forward. He was much bigger, much stronger, but he was completely loyal. When told to heel, he sat without a second thought. The world was no bigger than the command being offered to him. The imp handling him pointed at Sabrith and clapped once. He walked assuredly over Sabrith. Sab’s eyes glanced at that swinging cock, those fat melon balls. Then she looked back to Abaron’s face. The dog slowly leaned in and planted his muzzle against her slit. She felt his hard black nose, wet and cold, plant against her clit. He snorted out hot air. Sabrith’s clit was engorged and thick, and even just the little pressing nearly made her cum her brains out.

                “Wow, the bitch nearly came already!” The imp holding Sab’s leash giggled. “Lady Ventalla really wants to break her hard!”

                “Well of course she does! Didn’t you see the way that bitch swung her hammer? She took out a hundred of us!” The one holding Abaron replied. Abaron dragged his big thick drool drenched tongue against Sabrith’s slit. She felt all the rose thorn barbs drag into her sensitive pink skin, her folds drenched in his drool.

                “Pfft, at least she’s never gonna do that again! Just look at her! I can tug her along on my leash now no problem, and just a single lick from a dumb dog and she’s about ready to collapse.”

                “He looks tough, but we can take him!” The other imp said, now looking right at Sab. “That’s just how weak you are now~”

                “I swear if I ever-“ Sab was cut off as the imp clapped. Abaron instantly licked her again. She went reeling, moaning as crashed down from her high horse of confidence. She tried to rebuild her crumbling focus, rubble of who she was stacking like lumber into a cabin. “I will fucking-“ Another clap, another firm lick. She growled in pleasure. “I-I’ll smash my h-h-hammer-“ Three claps, the dog carefully licking to match the pace. The claps grew more rapid. Sabrith couldn’t form words. The imp was no longer clapping, but Abaron kept licking.

                He ate her out like a food bowl. She was filled with his demonic drool, her pussy spasming as a sudden orgasm wracked her, her clit swollen and needy. Her voice trailed off into an explosive moan. She laid back further against the floor, gasping and trembling. The imps laughed down at her. “You were saying?”

                “I…” Sabrith could barely form the word without bracing for another lick. It never came, but the effect was certain. She was unlikely to ever talk back again.

                “Apologize!” The imp said, tugging on Sab’s leash. “Naughty dog!”

                “I…?” Sabrith was caught off guard. “Apologize?”

                “Yeah, you better do it, or we’ll make sure he goes rougher.”

                “I’m… sorry.” She said it, and for a second, even meant it.

                “Not just to us, but him too!” The other imp said, tugging on Abaron’s leash to point him out. “Give him a kiss! You must’ve hurt his feelings acting like he was trash, or like he’s beneath you! Go on, show your alpha you’re sorry. A cheap slut like you shouldn’t be acting so uppity around him!”

                Sabrith slowly rose up to her knees. Abaron was stood up, strong paws forward, head craning in a little to sniff Sab. Sabrith looked down at herself, adjusting her hair carefully. She became more aware of her lips on her face. Plush and cool. They were always womanly enough to draw eyes, to kiss very well. Her shy eyes looked back up to the awaiting hell hound. She felt a strange giggle slither from those very lips. With the same lips she used to kiss her lovers, she planted them on the dog before her. Abaron replied by slipping his tongue inside Sabrith’s mouth.

                In a flash, she was hit with a memory. She was with Tay back in the sunny streets of the city. When suddenly Sabrith saw a dog and went down on a knee to greet it. “Good boy!” The dog barked happily and rose up to lick Sabrith’s lips. “H-hey, careful!” Its tongue slipped against her own. She moved his face away and pet him, but he ducked back in to keep on kissing.

                “Jeez Sab, be a bit more careful!” Tay said. “You shouldn’t let random dogs go in the same mouth I kiss! Who knows what germs they have.”

                Sabrith’s loins leaked drool and her dew. She furiously kissed Abaron’s mouth, squirming her tongue against his. Her fingers eagerly jammed into her pussy. Her knees bent down, lowering her hungry slit onto her digits, her free hand wrapped around Abaron for support. She felt his barbs dig in against her mouth, or click around her own tongue. Her eyes went half lidded, face covered in drool. She fell backwards by accident. Abaron hovered over her, his huge cock pulsating more hungrily now that he had been toyed with properly. Sabrith was shocked to see that cock could even get any bigger.

                “Now all you gotta do to let Abaron in is let him know that your holes are for dogs,” The imp said. “He’s a gentleman y’know, a real paladin or whatever! So he can never rape or hurt, and he also knows he shouldn’t have sex with humans! So, he needs to hear from you that you’re not a human. That you’re a doggy, just like him~” The floating imp snickered.

                For some reason those words made Sabrith even more painfully aroused. She laid on her back, presenting her pussy just like she did before to get the licks, but not a single one came. She let out a canine groan and looked up at the imp. She was shaking, but she was so damn needy. To resist was actively hurting her, making the cold air on her hot needy folds aggravatingly horrible. It was hell to not be stuffed full of that dog’s huge demonic cock. “I-I’m a dog…” She whimpered.

                “Be more clear!” The imp tugged. “C’mon! What kinda dog? And what do you want, dog?”

                Yes, she was a dog. It felt so good to admit it, to hear others say it. “A horny dog… A slutty bitch… I-I need that knot in me so bad!” She reeled on the ground, waiting.

                “Yes, now we know~” The other imp said. “But how does he know? He doesn’t speak human, only knows commands we teach him. You gotta bark it to him!”

                “A-arf!” Sab leaped to action faster than ever before, steadily rolling down this slope. “Woof woof~!”

                “And show yourself off like a doggy too!” The first imp said. “Dogs don’t fuck on their backs!”

                Sabrith quickly stood up, practically shameful in her misunderstanding. She got on all fours and rose her ass up into the air, raising her tail so she was nice and presented. Yes, this was how dogs showed they wanted to fuck, just like that. “Woof~ Woof~” She begged for Abaron to come claim her.

                The former paladin who showed such affection for Tayelle mindless waltzed forward and pressed his dick against Sabrith’s eager folds. Without another second of pageantry he shoved right inside of Sabrith. Her plague of emptiness was ended with a feast of demonic dominance. The safety was gone, and she was now entirely at the mercy of ferocious hell hound.

                Mercy was the last thing she would ever receive. Allowed to let loose his inhibitions and act like the beast he was, Abaron began to thrust away with all the reckless abandon he had. Sabrith felt the filling size of his cock, the heart throbbing proximity of his sadistic knot, the sensation of those ridges digging in against her every sensitive fold.

                Her nose began to harden, lips blacken, her tongue stretching out of her face a big longer than it was before. “S-so good~!” She moaned.

                “Bark doggy!” The imps growled.

                “A-arf!!!” Sabrith retorted, louder now. Her whole world quaked as Abaron fucked her like the bitch she was. Everything just clicked in her head gorgeously. She’d been fucked by those imps, by tons of other dogs, but for the first time in a long time she entirely enjoyed the sex that she was having, felt more complete because of it.

                His knot was suddenly inside her. She couldn’t keep track of when exactly it happened. Time became foggy for her. But that huge knot completely snapped her back down to reality. She felt it stretch her hole, abuse it so thoroughly. She felt an incredible rush of pain and pleasure mixed together into a potent and addictive tincture. She bathed in it as the huge hell hound burrowed into her.

                He came suddenly and with very little warning on his part. But when he came he suddenly became much more dramatic. His powerful hips thrust down on her hard, pumping away rapidly. She shuddered; her voice filled with a tremolo from the vibrations. “A-arf arf~!” Sab let her voice roll out, her new longer tongue licking her nose happily. His knot stayed inside her for a long time. And when it grew small, it would be the imps turn with Sabrith.

                …

                It was a while ago, back when Sabrith first came. Tayelle was laying in her own cell, her heavy breasts laying against the floor. She whimpered a little, waiting patiently like a good dog for her turn. The imps opened her opposing and led in a massive hell hound just for her. He had twin cocks, each as pink as the symbols decorating his dark fur. Tayelle swore she recognized the pink wavy symbols on his fur, but its not like it mattered. Not like he was human or anything.

                “Alright Tay~” The imp grinned down at her, giving her collar a little tug. “Lay down.”

                Tay rolled onto her back right away, holding her hands like paws, spreading her legs nice and pretty. Both of the imps in the room grinned at the sight, letting out an affirmative whistle. “Wow, so well trained already!” The imp laughed. “She’s been broken in pretty well already. Our Lady must have taken a liking to her and made sure the training went extra fast.”

                “Well of course!” The imp replied. “You saw the spells she was flinging. She probably could’ve really put a hurting down on our lady. She used to be such a good mage, but I doubt this bitch can even cast a single spell.” The imp laughed and tugged on Tay’s leash. “Go on bitch! Cast something! I won’t get mad, promise!”

                “W-woof!” Tay replied, her ears raising as she heard Sab’s punishment continue for misbehaving. Tay, however, was a much better behaved dog. “Arf arf~” She raised her hands, trying and failing to remember all the signs she used to make in order to cast a spell. Needless to say, it all failed. She slowly got onto her knees and raised her rear to the air, her tail niiice and high. The imps just laughed at the sight as a pathetic drop of dew dribbled from the tip of Tay’s tail.

                “Only spell she knows is attract now!” The imp laughed. “Well, let’s not drag this out. We’ll get her nice and bred now and let the lady keep working on her. Though I do kinda hate when we have to train our lady’s V.I.Ps! They don’t resist, there’s nothing to break!”

                Tay was none the wiser to what they were saying. After all, she was just a nice and loyal dog. The pink dicks were pushed into her. One for her pucker, the other for her slit. She let out a pleased howl, riding that hounds dicks with expertise. It was pretty clear with her willingness she was able to work the dog more than it could work her. The imps noticed and watched with marked approval.

                In the end, her dog came much quicker. Tay ended up doing most of the riding. Sab watched from the mouse hole in the other cell, laid down in the puddle of cum from her thorough punishment. She watched as Tay’s face slowly stretched out into a canine muzzle. The face of the woman she loved, her mate, now just like the sexy look of that dog that kissed her on the street. It was still Tay by all means, but the sensation was made dirtier and more lustful for the better. Sabrith’s heart bathed in the strange shadows as an imp came on her.

                …

                Sabrith awoke from her dream with a sharp gasp. The same dream as it ever was. Back outside, away from the everything that had gone wrong. She and Tay were free in the city, allowed to breed with any dog they wanted. They could go to the local bakery and beg for treats. They could walk around the street without a leash and be pet all day and sometimes even get kisses and food from the passerby. And when it got late at night they could slink into the dark alley and easily find a few horny mutts that could make the damp heat in their legs be satisfied.

                Tayelle was already awake, hunched over so her tongue could run over her swollen clit. Except what she was licking was much too big to be a clit. It was thick and red. Every lick slowly teased it out from skin container that kept it in place. It grew bigger and thicker, that tongue charming the snake from its hole. Tay’s doggy cock grew and grew, the ruby tower thickening up and growing out from its trench. Tay cooed as her knot bloated into existence, slithering free from her sheathe. With her cock freshly grown, her extra tits a bit bigger, fur higher on her body, she dedicated herself to the task of hungrily sucking away at herself.

                “Tayelle…” Sabrith looked at herself. Her extra nipples had grown in over night. Her one hand was entirely covered in fur, but both had grown their paw pads and claws. Sabrith’s legs were entirely covered in the black fur, her symbol growing larger and starting to cover more of her body. It was taking on more of a red coloration. Her rear had grown bigger, her pussy more needy and more animalistic. Her clit was thick and swollen, taking on a demonic coloration, red and purple and shuddering and barbed. She went to touch it experimentally and it nearly knocked her back.

                Tayelle turned mindlessly towards Sabrith and just muttered out a little “Arf~” Before returning back to heavily panting and sucking herself off. Sabrith gasped.

                “You can’t speak anymore?” Sabrith asked. But she never got an answer. Not before her Lady arrived.

                “Good morning bitches~” Lady Ventalla grinned at them both, standing just where she did the day before. “Ah, Taytay, darling! You look so gorgeous! Your fun is so plush and luxurious! And that big fat breeder’s cock! You could knock up any dog with a dick that big and potent. Oh how lovely~” Ventalla then looked to Sabrith with a certain smile. “And then there’s Sabbie. Still resisting are you? I was sure the training would knock out the last bit of teeth your resistance had.”

                “A-arf…” Sabrith couldn’t stop the little grunt. She wanted to speak but knew that any words she used would only get her into worse shape. She noticed that Tay stopped sucking herself off and gave Sabrith a wink.

                “Oh well! At least Tay is doing so well! That’s assuring. For now I think I’ll leave you two with your meal for today. Eat up, and I’ll be back in an hour.” Two imps emerged from the shadows, delivering their food. This time they made the dogs jerk them off in order to receive their meals. Sabrith groaned and did the best she could with her clumsy paws. Tayelle just decided it better to suck off the imp until it came down her throat.

                They left, leaving the two alone for a few moments.

                Then, Tayelle spoke.

                “Sab!” Tayelle quickly rose to her feet. She was a bit unsteady, her legs having reshaped so much, covered entirely in black fur. “We need to hurry!”

                “Tay?” Sabrith blinked. “You’re okay?” She tried to stand up too, but was having much more trouble than Tayelle. Her ass ached, her legs were still sore. “I thought you were completely broken?”

                “I might be,” Tay laughed. “I took your advice. I started eating, I cast a few charm spells in secret. I used up all my mana last night seducing those imps during training and putting my dog to sleep after the first r-round…” Her dick twitched at the thought. She stared at it a trance before snapping back out of it. “Anyways! This is our last chance! I can tell that right arf-“ She covered her mouth and took a deep breathe. “Right now, I’m using up the last bit of me I have. We have to get out.”

                Sabrith nodded, summoning up all the will she had. “You’re right… But how are we going to get out? The cell?”

                “I noticed that they don’t use the cell door ever, meaning they don’t check,” Tay said. She pushed the door open. “I had an unlock spell hidden on me. Don’t ask where. I had the one casting of it, and well, they clearly never locked the door again.” She gave a mischievous grin. 

                And then they began walking out.

                They were that close to freedom. All they had to do was make the right turns, head the right way. But as they went past a certain hall, a certain red carpet, Sabrith’s pussy ached with a familiar sensation. Emptiness. Tay’s dick, which had barely begun to slither back inside her sheathe, alarmingly rose back up to a taller stature.

                “W-we have to rescue them!” Sabrith broken the silence, headed straight to the kennel.

                “Y-yesss!!!~” Tayelle cooed. “Our friends! We have to save them! Maybe we can get through to them!” At the very least, Sabrith convinced herself, they had to bring them with them, get them to safety.

                There weren’t any imps around the kennel for some reason. It was very likely they were preparing the big surprise for the day. After all, their mistress promised that they were going to be broken today. Tayelle found a wrack where all the leashes were stored. She handed Sabrith one, though Sabrith swore for a second that Tay was going to leash her up. The thought excited her but she kept it to herself.

                Sabrith found the former paladin’s kennel as well as Treio’s. She slowly opened the cage and attached a leash to Treio’s collar while Tay did the same to Abaron’s.

                “We’ll get them out, make them human, then fuck them~” Tayelle cooed.

                “Fuck them so hard~” Sabrith muttered. “Maybe somehow keep the dicks?”

                “Yess~ Keep the big fat juicy dicks~” Tay’s own cock stood at full attention because of it. It was hard to stop staring at it for Sabrith.

                With leashes in hand, they led the well trained beasts out of the kennel. Treio nor Abaron gave the girls any trouble, trained to perfectly obey whoever was holding the leash. Sab and Tay led them down the hallway.

                Sab’s clit ached and itched. Her legs kept brushing up against it as it kept bloating out bigger. Leading Treio became more and more arduous as she tried so hard to stay focused. Her eyes drifted to Treio’s dicks. The twins barely fit in the same sheathe, the two heads spilling out their own little waterfalls of pre. Abaron’s one huge cock just simple didn’t fit all the way, always a little bit of that rigged shaft shimmering out from the sheathe. Tay’s own cock was poking out a fair deal, the dog girl sniffing at the air hungrily.

                “So close~” Tay cooed.

                “A-almost there~” Sabrith said, staring down at her clit. Her knees bucked as it started to slither out from her sheathe. It grew thicker, the head flared out, almost equine in shape.

                “Just a bit further!~” Tay said, marching on.

                “Juuuust a biiiit mooooore~” Sabrith felt her cock grow and grow. It slithered out, hard and rigid, the head pushing up against her stomach, creating past her first row of nipples, her new heavy nuts swaying between her legs.

                They arrived at the exit. Sabrith looked away from her cock, recognizing the door right away! A memory flashed in her head. They arrived at the palace, Sab, Tay, Abaron, Treio, a few others in the guild. They walked right in that door and looked around, wondering why it was they couldn’t see anything. Except this time, Sab did see something.

                There were two guards. Imps, splayed out over the floor. Both of them were resting in such a way that they were presenting. One had fallen asleep against her stool, her ass raised high in the air. It was the biggest part of her, and it was just presented so shamelessly. The other was laid over her own chair, her legs spread, pussy showed, her heavy tits hanging on her body.

                Sabrith gripped the leash tighter, her cock tensing up hard. She could just feel the cum boiling inside of her, racing up her shaft like lava. She could cry she wanted to fuck so bad. She looked over to Tay, seeing her just as she dropped the lash. In that moment, everything snapped apart.

                She gave up. Sabrith dropped the leash and rushed forward. She just couldn’t hold it back any longer. She needed to fuck those fat imp asses more than anything else. Revenge? In a way, yes. But any ass would’ve worked surely.

                Tay got to her imp first, fitting since she was the first to grow a dick. The former mage simply wasn’t prepared for the power of the lusts that would swarm inside of her cock. She pounded her dick inside of the imp laying on back, pushing her dick past those spread shapely thighs and inside the weakened guard. The imp had no time to react and instantly snapped to painful, lustful groans and moans.

                Sab had to act quick to get the drop on hers. It all happened in seconds. The moan awoke the fat assed imp. She slowly rose her head, looking around to figure out what had awakened her. Sabrith lunged forward and planted her cock inside of that fat imp rear. She felt the pucker slide up around to greet her monstrous cock. She let out a triumphant “Arooo~!” As her dick’s virginity was destroyed, splintering imp asshole on her fat canine rod.

                Without anyone holding their leashes, the other dogs went wild. They gravitated instantly to the first hole they could find. Sabrith got twin pink dicks plunged inside of her. Her newly sensitive prostate appreciated the brutal massage from the one rod, whilst her pussy was made full by the other cock. Tayelle, meanwhile, was spread quite wide on her paladin crush’s fat canine cock, that monster wider than anything she had taken before.

                Being taken from behind just egged them on to thrust even harder. They learned from the bigger, more experienced dogs how exactly to take their sluts. Sabrith focused on how Treio’s dick felt inside her rear, how brutally he thrust, how he angled it just right to hit her so ferociously and accurately. Sabrith felt it out inside her and perfectly copied the trick she had been taught. Tayelle did just the same, except with a much bigger dick inside the singular hole. She was also a much quicker learner. She got her imp to roll her eyes back much faster.

                “Woof woof~!” Sabrith cooed out as the fur rapidly spread over her face, her face stretching into a canine muzzle. In that moment, the last of her humanity was consumed as a swarm of black fur finished swallowing her up inside her new life as a beast.

                Both girls came, slipping their knots inside of the fat assed imps, as did the hounds behind the girls. All knotted up, Sabrith and Tayelle were weighed down, unable to make it to the door. For some reason, Sabrith insisted on at least trying. Maybe there was still something? She didn’t know what it was, it was something had given up so entirely, but maybe it would jog her memory.

                Somehow, she dragged her way over. With the imp thoroughly knotted, with the bigger dog stuffed inside her, she crawled her way over to the door. She barely touched it and it began to open outwards.

                On the other side of the door was none other than her mistress. Lady Ventalla smiled down at Sabrith, a dozen imps emerging from the shadows around her. “You were soooo close~” Ventalla laughed to herself, walking inside. The imps closed the door and locked it. Sabrith clawed at the sturdy doors but with no luck. They would never open for her.

                “This is always my favorite part… The moment when finally, after all the training, all the controlled environments, the careful planting of lies, the tracking of your every movement… This is the moment it all clicks so gorgeously!” Ventalla leaned in and kissed Sabrith on the forehead. The lipstick stuck for a long time, a black marking on her forehead.

                Ventalla gestured for her imps, who quickly fetched leashes and attached them to Sabrith and Tayelle’s breasts again. They also had the piercing kits ready to get their new nipples pierced just the same. “That moment when my new pets can either choose freedom or servitude, their lusts, their new forms over the old,” She laughed to herself, the other imps joining in a well sounding chorus of sinful delights. “That is the only thing that can truly break a mind, a soul, to have them choose their own downfall. I could keep you in cages forever and poison and ruin you in every way, but until you choose your corruption over your freedom it all means nothing!”

                When their knots descended, they were broken apart and lead off. The bigger dogs were taken back to the kennel. Sabrith and Tayelle were led on, their leashes held by Lady Ventalla’s tender hands. She never tugged hard, never treated them wrong. That was all Sabrith could ask from her mistress. She felt honored that she had such a kind mistress, to treat them so well even after they had misbehaved so terribly.

                For the first time, Ventalla invited them to her throne room. Sabrith couldn’t remember anymore, but she had been in that room before. It was where she was caught, where her party was taken down by the imps from the shadows, the lady herself making an appearance. She sat at her throne and snapped her fingers.

                A single imp emerged from the shadows and shot straight at her crotch. The shadow creature disassembled and came back together as a singular thick black cock. Tay and Sab hungrily rammed their faces against it, desperately licking and slurping at it.

                “Fufufu, calm down dogs~ Just a moment!” She snapped her fingers again. A second imp shot at her first cock, merging into it like a bucket of water. It swelled and bubbled before a second dick emerged from the base, a brand new stem on the branch. Sabrith now had own cock to focus and suckle on, happily pleasing her mistress. “Good girls, very good girls!” Lady Ventalla laughed in a very pleased manner, never sounding so happy in all the time Sabrith had been there.

                Both dogs began hungrily suckling those dicks down their throats. Sabrith didn’t notice as milk began to slowly dribble down her breasts, her belly slowly swelling as the corrupt seed took root deep inside her. It’d be a while longer until she had her pups, but it was sealed in stone. Ventalla looked all too pleased at this fact as she was sufficiently pleased to just sit back and let her girls pleasure her so thoroughly.

                Sabrith swallowed down the entire load when her mistress finally came. They were brought back to their cage. Sabrith and Tayelle fucked for hours, longer than their dog minds could ever hope to or even want to keep track of. They were entirely pleased to spend their days in a fog of fucking and humping, living in the hubris of their lusts, in the embers of their broken states. The warriors were gone and buried alongside the bones the dogs had to bury.

                One day as they suckled away at their mistress, Lady Ventalla suddenly stopped them.

                “My, how long has it been already?” She asked. Sabrith didn’t know, but she was excited that her mistress was bringing something up! Her tail wagged happy, her tongue came out to pant in pure tense happiness! How long had it been? How long?! Lady Ventalla pet Sabrith on the head, making her even happier that she was getting attention on top of everything else. “Today is a very special day indeed, girls. I’m sure you must feel lonely. I don’t keep you in the kennel with the bigger doggies and you don’t get to sleep in mistress’s bed, but…” As she rose, her dick turned back into two imps, groaning to each other.

                “That gets really old…” One grumbled.

                “Eugh! I’m covered in dog drool!” The other joined.

                Landy Ventalla snapped her fingers and the door to her throne room opened.

                Being led in with their hands cuffed and clothes being torn away by imp claws were a pair that made Sabrith bark in excitement, Tayelle joining in hurriedly with yips.

                “S-Sab?! Tay?!” Mandy looked on in pure shock at her friends as the last of her hidden daggers and vials of poison were taken away. “No way! No fucking way! What the hell happened to them?!” The raccoon rogue struggled, trying to break free from the grip of the imps holding her back.

                A meeker deer girl struggled the same, her blonde tails of hair bouncing as her quiver of arrows was torn off by a flying by imp. “T-t-that can’t be them! What happened to them!? A-and why are they s-so big?!~” Winry felt the corruption already setting in as the thick musk from her friends hit her.

                “Winry, no, c’mon we gotta n-not l-look at their d-d-delicious dicks…” Mandy became subdued in a very similar way, slowly looking down at her friends. Lady Ventalla, for the first time, had to hold the leashes back hard. Sabrith and Tayelle were snapping at their friends, racing forward to try and greet them. Sab just wanted to lunge at Mandy so bad! Hold her down and give her a real big lick! It had been too long since she saw her friend, and she wanted to drown her in kisses and doggy love! Her cock slithered out of her sheathe, fat and needy and very happy to meet her friend again.

                Ventalla smiled, the click of the doors locking echoing in the massive chamber. “This is indeed your friends. Sabrith and Tayelle,” Lady Ventalla grinned. “Sabrith just the other day birthed her first litter. She’s been nursing them for a while, but I’m sure she wouldn’t find a few more bitches around the place~ All the more helping mothers!”

                Mandy looked down in disgust at Sabrith’s huge leaking breasts, her nipples leaving a trail of milk as she frantically thrashed around. That leash was barely holding her back and only enticing more milk from her. “Y-you’ll never get away with this!” Mandy insisted. “We’ll save them! We’ll beat you! And we’ll get out! You don’t know what you’re dealing with here, lady!”

                “Y-yeah!” Winry agreed to her friend’s points, shaking in place. “We won’t let you win! We’ll get through to our friends! They have to be in there.”

                “Oh, they’re about to be in something alright~” Lady Ventalla snapped let go of the leash. “Go on~ Get through to them, then~”

                Needless to say, they didn’t.