Don't Mess With Dizzy's Sheep

Story by Lykanos on SoFurry

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Dizzy is one tough bitch, I'll give her that. Taught me a lesson I'll never forget.

I was talking with FA: DizFoley about a potential collaboration idea, and, like usual, he ended up both inspiring and corrupting me at the same time. He's not only brought me to the dark side of furry, this being my first NSFW story, but also gave me that push to take my character into a TG scenario. DIZ, I BLAME YOU!!! Why'd you have to make Dizzy so hot? >.>"

Read, enjoy, share... my corruption is now complete. X3

Lykanos belongs to me and the ravishing Dizzy belongs to DizFoley. Do not use them without getting the owner's permission first.


Don't Mess With Dizzy's Sheep By Lykanos Wulfheart

Dizzy laid lazily in the grassy meadow as she let the breeze gently tussle her long, smooth fur. For a shapely border collie like herself, this was heaven. Sunning herself in the warmth of the evening, Dizzy had the perfect view. She could see her sheep, a decently sized flock, grazing in the long flowing grasslands. On the other side, she could keep a watchful eye on the not-too-distant tree line, always weary of a potential predator. Above, she could gleefully watch the occasional cloud wisp by.

Closing her eyes, Dizzy took in all the nearby sensations. The scent of freshly blooming wildflowers made her toes curl with excitement. The soft, slender shoots of grass danced in her fur, making her tail twitch with delight. Wearing only her red bandana and nothing more, the cooling gusts were able to caress her entirety, often flicking the thin, rosy fabric up to tickle her chin. The gentle baaing of her sheep kept her mind at ease. This was bliss.

After some time, Dizzy knew she had to get back to work. Stretching out in a long, elegant display of well-crafted curves and white/black fluff, she sat up and rubbed the daydream from her eyes. Glancing around, she took inventory of the area, making sure everything was how she had left it. The flowers were still radiant. The sheep sounded pleased to be out and getting their fill on this gorgeous afternoon. The woods... the woods had grown ever-so-subtly quieter. The birds, it was as if they were wary of something. She knew what this meant, and, after a few moments of scanning, she saw the disruption.

Crouched behind a tree sat a wolf, licking his chops. Lykanos, a healthy looking gray wolf, had been running through the woods like he normally did. Often exploring here and there, he had caught the scent of something tantalizing. His keen eyes scanned over the fields, checking out the tender morsels roaming the countryside. It would have been an easy buffet if not for the ravishing canine lying in the middle of his soon-to-be dinner plate.

The beauty of the border collie made him hesitate. He could easily swoop in and snag a single sheep, more than enough for a good meal, but then what about her? He'd hate to accidentally hurt her, especially if she was just doing her job. After all, she was practically in the nude out there. He was at least wearing a pair of shorts, dark grey with a black belt to keep them up, and he was glad he had them. The minor tenting of the fabric made it all too obvious how he felt about this busty bodyguard. If he was going to make a move, he'd have to wait.

Cautiously, Dizzy kept watch of this new threat. The more she saw him glance her way, though, the more curious she grew. Getting to her feet, she had already thought of a plan to thwart this would-be robber. With a feminine grace, she made her way over to the trees, constantly keeping herself between the wolf and her precious flock.

As the dog moved his way, Lykanos knew he was caught. His options rapidly decreased and he knew it. He could flee, but what self-respecting wolf turns tail to a mutt? Bartering was out of the question. He knew just how valuable the grazing meatbags were to a guard dog. They were her life, and he was certain that she'd defend them. The final option was to subdue the bitch, by whatever means necessary. While this seemed the most appealing course of action, the hungry carnivore was torn. He'd never be able to bring himself to harm such a fine specimen, but, then again, he was famished. On the other hand, he could try to seduce her, though he was incredibly inexperienced in that department and, worst of all, a bit shy.

As Dizzy crossed into the tree line, Lykanos finally spoke up. "Hey there. I guess you caught me." Standing up and rubbing the back of his neck, he tried to look embarrassed. "I couldn't help but notice your radiant beauty out there."

With a subtle glare, Dizzy shot back, "You and I both know where your eyes were wandering, and it wasn't all on me. You are not getting my sheep, mister."

"Mister? Allow me to introduce myself," the cunning wolf replied. With a bow, he continued, "Lykanos Wulfheart, at your service." He finished with a gentle smile to ease her mind.

Dizzy wasn't about to be fooled by a false grin and some fancy actions. She knew the sole reason for his visit and she wasn't having it. However, she also knew better than to attack a wolf. In a fair fight, he'd undoubtedly win, but this wasn't going to be a fair fight.

With a seductive flick of her silky mane, the captivating canine turned on the charm. "Tell you what. I know you want my sheep and you seem like a nice guy, so how about we make a deal?"

With a curious tilt of his head, Lykanos couldn't help but be intrigued. "I'm listening."

Moving in close, she put a hand on the wolf's chest and gently caressed down toward his belt, the other hand already nearby to unhinge the clasp. With a sultry glance, she spoke with desire. "How about I satisfy another need and you leave my sheep alone? How does that sound, big boy?"

With her hand already fondling in his shorts, Lykanos let out a surprised yelp. He hadn't expected this and didn't even know what to think. Stammering over his own words, he let out a half-hesitant, "Are you sure?"

"Oh, I'm sure." The power of her statement helped ease him into it, but he was still torn.

It was time for Dizzy to make her move. While still fondling within the loosened legwear, she moved her free paw behind her bandana as if to fiddle with something. Her playful digits redirected to longingly stoke the fur of Lykanos' chest. A slow tingle built behind her touch, but his need had grown enough for him to think nothing of it.

For a working-breed, she knew just how to work it. Supporting the panting predator's sack, she used a finger to form a line of sensual strokes. The other hand went from petting the chest to more of a cupping action. The tingling continued to grow the more aroused he got, eventually dropping the lusty lycanthrope to his knees. Dizzy didn't miss a beat. She kept teasing, playing, caressing. She seemed unfazed when the hairy orbs in her hand started to shrink and the mounds of his chest rose to meet her eager paw.

By the time Lykanos finally noticed, it was already too late. "What the hell are you doing to me?" he screamed as he tried to push away. Before he could break free, Dizzy's busy fingers slipped into a new opening Lykanos never even knew he... or now she had. The sudden penetration left Lykanos on her back, gasping in ecstasy. Positive she could still stop it, the gasping wolf lifted a hand to end the fondling of her new, perky breasts, only to have Dizzy redirect the paw to the excited mound of flesh.

"Like what you feel?" The question had a sinister glee as Dizzy freed herself from the still changing beast. With a wicked smile, she pulled off the shorts that had begun to grow wet with the new woman's desire. To Lykanos' surprise, 'he' still had 'his' member, but just barely. It was only half its normal size and still receding. The other noticeable change was in the hips. Shifting into a slender, curvier build, Lykanos' hips rounded as Dizzy's fingers massaged the needy flesh.

As the hips locked into their new, child-bearing form, the devious dog moved back to Lykanos' nether region. With one hand on the escaping shaft, she slid the other back into the greedy slit. With the dexterity of a professional, Dizzy tenderly worked all of the sensitive spots, leaving her captive moaning in pleasure. With a paw still on her fully blossomed breast, Lykanos' other hand slowly slid down to meet with Dizzy's on the, now fully formed, clit.

"Such a lusty little bitch," exclaimed the overly delighted border collie. "That'll teach you to mess with my sheep!"

Lykanos couldn't respond, the elation and embarrassment quite evident as her ears flattened and tongue lulled out of her heavily panting muzzle. She wasn't going to be able to take much more. Still new to her feminine frame and all the pleasures therein, Lykanos was just on the verge of orgasmic bliss.

And with that, Dizzy just stopped. Carefully sliding her hands free, she wiped the sticky fluids on the leg of the woman in front of her. Lykanos whined with a horny greed. She knew she was on the verge of something glorious. Whimpering between her words, she pleaded, "Why'd... Why'd you stop?"

With a vengeful laugh, Dizzy looked down at the lusty bitch. "Did you forget? This is a punishment. Now go! Get out of here! I'd hate to make this permanent." Dizzy knew the effects were only temporary, but she figured her victim didn't know that. After another yearnful moan from the still overly-stimulated wolf, the dog pointed away from the pasture full of her precious charges. "Go. Now. Leave and I'll let you have your manhood back. Stay, and we'll find you a nice man to show you a good time. Maybe even give you a litter or two."

Defeated, Lykanos stood slowly, juices still leaking down her leg. After a moment of hesitation, she scooped up her shorts and waddled off, deep into the woods. She only paused every now and again to touch her womanhood, making sure what happened to her had actually happened.

As the defeated canine turned tail and fled, Dizzy sighed with relief. Not only had she saved her sheep, but she had bested a big bad wolf in the process. Reaching up, she slid the necklace out from behind her crimson neckwear. On a simple black cord hung a small metal figure that resembled the shapely curves of a woman. To herself, the proud pup gloated. "I guess that old crow really can see the future."