Bark For Me

Story by iplank on SoFurry

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A woman attempts to evade her fate of being turned into a dog... but is she actually... ?


(F to Dog TF)

Angel dashed into the brush at the side of the winding bike path, trying to evade a man named Nail. She had tight golden curly hair, and one green eye and one blue eye- heterochromia. She wore sneakers, a knee lenth black pleated skirt, and a tattered and ratty old grey long sleeve shirt under a much newer t shirt that read 'bad bitch', that was extremely appropriate to her current dilemma. Nail was trying to make her wear a collar, and turn her into a dog! She managed to run from him but he was likely not too far behind even now. She dashed into the trees to break line of sight in an attempt to lose him. Unfortunately it was early autumn and the leaves on the ground were crunchy and hard to move stealthily in.

Angel could feel the magic trying to reshape her even now though. It was a subtle tingling where the magic tugged at her humanity, trying to find a place where it could start to peel it away. It seemed to pulse out from inside her torso through her whole body, but lingered in some places- the parts that were most likely to succumb first. She inhaled sharply and stiffened as she turned to see her tailbone extending. Well, even on a human a tail often looked cute, so of all the things to change, that wasn't that bad at all. She did have to nudge the waist of her skirt down to give it room to grow over though. When it first started to grow in it sort of looked like a rat's tail, because it did not start growing fur till it was half grown. She couldn't stop to examine it better though, Nail was still trying to find her and she could hear the crackling of dried leaves behind her. The sound bouncing off the trees made it hard to pinpoint the exact direction. Angel scolded herself mentally for shifting her balance... she kept trying to walk only on the fronts of her feet, it made her seem faster, even though she wasn't. Too many times and her shoes accidentally slipped off because of it. She wasn't putting weight on the heel so the shoe slipped away, but once off she was able to see it wouldn't fit right either now, because her foot was starting to narrow and extend... becoming digitigrade. Her nails narrowed, thickened and broke holes in her socks as they extended into blunted claws.

She dashed into the trees deeper, seeing she was getting near the opposite end of the brush, which meant she would have to turn around and try to loop past Nail without him spotting her. She wobbled and almost fell many times though now that her feet kept changing shape. The parts that touched the ground were so small for her to be walking like that. Angel would never get away if she kept having to stop and lean on a tree to get her balance. She was nearly on the ground before she realised she was about to go down on all fours like a dog and hessitated. She did not want to do anything more to promote the changes... but... she also needed to get away. She heard the footsteps getting closer and touched down to the ground, dashing forward a few steps before shaking her head and getting back up, telling herself to stop giving in to the dog in her.

Angel squeaked in surprise as Nail slapped a hand on her back. "Angel! Bad girl, come on, stop running. This isn't that bad."

"I am not a dog!"

Nail smirked. "Give it a minute." He motioned to her tail, now fully grown with long shaggy golden fur on it.

"N-never!"

She turned to run but tripped on her own feet and fell onto all fours. Darnit! Her ill fitting socks were in the damn way. She hooked the claws on the opposite foot into the socks to yank them off herself but before she could stand back up, Nail once again knelt down and placed a hand on her back, holding her down with little actual effort.

"Strr... rrrrop it. Let me ARP!" She clenched her lips closed at the sound she unintentionally made. Her lips turned glossy black and the end of her nose started to darken.

Nail chuckled. "Its ok, girl. Let it happen."

"Nrrro! You won't get away with this. I am not some animal." Her face felt a very subtle tingling, as the muscles gave gentle tugs, trying to pull outward as her teeth started to sharpen a bit.

"Every time you make a dog sound, your face becomes more dog, and makes it harder to say human things. Every time you move your body like a dog, it becomes more dog like. I suppose if you only did specifically human things you wouldn't change at all. Do you think you could do that?"

"Of courrrrse I could! HARK, I, ah... I... nnn... ARK ARK, aaaaah!" Her face started to stretch out, her nose turning black and her tongue flattened and became very large. The longer her face got the sharper her teeth got.

Nail eased her over onto her side and rolled her onto her back as she was distracted trying to resist the changes and scolding herself internally over having made those sounds. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her face change- her expression was adorable and priceless. Her ears were getting quite big now too, already heavy enough to start flopping over onto themselves. She had run herself out of breath in effort of trying to hold back the dog barks, so now unfortunately for her she was also panting a bit, which did not help her case. She was getting smaller too. Her clothing was starting to not fit her right as she squirmed under Nail's touch. Angel could not muster the strength to shove him off and resist the changes at the same time, and there was no point in evading him if she was just going to turn into a dog anyway. She went to grab his hand but the muscle structure in them was starting to squirm making it hard to close them. They were starting to turn into paws like her feet. Her breasts were not particularly large to begin with, but their curvature was becoming progressively less steep as they diminished- though her nipples stood at full attention and remained the same size. Angel whined at the sight of her lowering shirt- she loved her titties!

"Haah aaarrrr AR, ARK!" She grit her fangs as her face started to push farther and farther out and her ears kept getting bigger, now with long golden wavy fur on them matching her hair almost perfectly.

That should not have counted! Humans whine too, that isn't specifically a dog thing! Nail told her it was ok, and took her right hand to try and calm her. As he gently bobbed it though she realised too late how he held it, and that she was essentially 'shaking a paw', speeding up the changes to her hands! Her fingers shortened tremendously as the nails were forced thicker and more narrow again like her toes. The nails turned to solid black claws, and all the excess flesh from the shortening of her digits was forced into her palms, causing them to balloon out and turn into paw pads. Soft, plush paw pads. She was getting a little smaller still. About the size of a medium dog breed, the only reason any of her clothing was still on was just because she was laying against the ground. If Angel moved around at all the clothing would just fall off. With his other hand, Nail slipped it under her shirts and gently started to massage her chest, running it up and down, feeling all of the erect nipples twang back in place after his touch. All erect, all dark near-black, not just the two in place of her former breasts but eight down her entire torso now. Golden fur was starting to fade into view all over her, starting from her spine and wrapping around her slowly but steadily. Angel was panting quite a bit now from the overwhelming feeling. She barely noticed him slip her skirt and panties away. Her pussy lips were glossy black and inflating like balloons. Taking on a triangular shape. The insides twitched and clenched at the feeling of Nail fondling all her erect nipples, giving her belly rubs and talking in his manly voice to her. Her pussy projected farther out from her becoming very pillowy, and extremely warm.

"So Angel, tell me, are you human or dog?"

She looked at him but kept her mouth shut, sensing the trap.

"If you don't know I guess I will just let the changes do their own thing. If you don't think you're human, I certainly won't change you back into one."

"I arrr humaRK! Nrrrr, I ream arr hu... hrrrr... rrrARK! BARK, ark ark... rough!"

She let out a long pitiful whine as her entire head stretched out. Even without being able to see herself she knew she must have a complete dog head now. She could feel her hair lighten, and as she shook her head from side to side it fell away, turning to a colored vapor and vanishing, leaving only golden fur behind. Fur had overtaken her entire face as well as it stretched out fully into a long narrow snout. Her eyebrows remained as dark brown fur over her eyes. Nail continued rubbing her nipples and used his other hand to hook two fingers into the pillowy Y shaped opening of her black canine pussy. She yipped in surprise then thrust her hip up toward his hand before falling onto her side. Her hips made dull popping sounds as they became deeper but more narrow, and her legs were locked into a quadruped stance. Her torso was reshaping and her arms were finishing their final proportional changes into dog limbs. He thrust his ring and middle finger into her over and over, hooking them inside of her and she vigorously thrust her hips back and forth with the motion. Her eyes no longer actually looked at anything even though they remained open, she was completely lost in the pleasure. Her tongue lolled out the side of her panting mouth as she made quiet breathless yips and barks in approval. Her entire body curled into a fetal position, trembling as she burst in orgasm and her torso completely reformed to that of a dog. Angel was now completely dog from head to toe.

Nail flicked some of the moisture off his hands as he stood, and Angel also weakly got onto all fours to stare at him. Her eyebrows did a little dance as her eyes shifted around with uncertainty. She could not talk now so she did not know what to do in responce.

Nail chuckled again. "You can spend time as a human, but you have to stop giving me trouble when it is time to turn back, girl. Jeeze."

Angel gave him a defiant 'ARF' before turning to pick her clothing up in her mouth to return home.