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The sound of armor clinking was one that Bennet was all too familiar with. The torch he held in one hand illuminated his journey through the dungeon. The stone that surrounded him was a cold reminder of how unphased the environment was by him. It was not as if his journey was getting easier even as he panted and huffed. The last few floors downward were horrible. Imps, the infernal bastards, stole his strength potions and healing draughts. Their taunts were even louder when they stole his trousers. Wild magic was exactly what it sounded like and the imps were proficient in mischief. Especially when they did not really care what happened to their target.

Bennet's chainmail was still strapped to his upper half and his helmet fit snugly over his head. There was hardly anything stopping him from turning back the way he came but he was so far down into the depths that it would feel like a waste. Plus, he would have to deal with being taunted by the imps again.

At least the removal of my trousers gives me some breathing room.

The thought made the wolf chuckle. His muscular body was evident beneath his protective gear but his powerful legs were on full display for any monster with wandering eyes. The fact he was in his underwear made the succubus tougher than usual.

Bennet turned the corner. His body was starting to ache from carrying his armor and the remainder of his supplies. His neck felt stiff and his sword arm was feeling more testy whenever he reached down to the pommel of his blade to make sure the weapon was still there.

Perhaps a small rest would do me well.

The wolf rounded a corner. A small offshoot from the endless main hallway and paused. There was a small fire already built. It could have been used by a previous adventurer but there were no signs of occupancy. Bennet put his satchel down and crouched down. There wasn't any sign of a struggle to the trained adventurer's eyes either.

"Well, as good of a place as any," Bennet said out loud. The wolf looked left and right. The only thing that welcomed him was the darkness of the dungeon. The rest of the area was oddly quiet. Since the only thing he encountered thus far was a succubus and little demons, he figured he could be more haphazard. Bennet stuck the torch between a large crack in the rocks of the dungeon and started to strip off his armor. Pulling of his chainmail first, the dark black wolf was left in a simple shirt and his loincloth.

Bennet sighed. It had been so long since his body had been free of the burden of protection and now he could stretch his muscles. He had plenty to stretch too. The constant regimen of dungeon crawling for rare artifacts and treasures left behind by ancient civilizations was reflected in his body. Scars littered the wolf's chest and abs. Some from monsters and others from silly accidents. Bennet lost count of how many times he had to heal after a stressful battle or find a clinic that could treat the more serious wounds.

I guess this stone floor is as good as any.

Bennet sat down, his fluffy tail wrapping around the fire. He held out his right paw and whispered an incantation. It was a simple spell he learned from the clergy a when he first started adventuring. They suggested he practice it. Speaking the proper words, Bennet brought his index finger to his thumb and the air around it crackled with heat. In one swift motion, the wolf flung the magic forward and lit the wood that was still there.

And brought something to Bennet's attention. Something black and inconspicuous was on the floor in the corner. Its sleek fabric reflected in the fire light and reflected it back to the wolf. They looked like someone's undergarments but without any type of modesty. It was a pair of briefs and cleaner than what Bennet could have guessed after sitting in a dungeon filled with perverted monsters. When Bennet's eyes met the article of clothing, it was as if something propelled the wolf to reach out and grab it. A force that Bennet could not describe.

So, Bennet did just that. He scoped up the garment with his right paw and examined the piece of underwear. It was revealing to say the least. The material was some form he had never felt before and was as cool as the stone around the dungeon. It was soft to the touch. Pleasantly soft. The pouch had enough room for the most well-endowed minotaur too. Foolishly, Bennet brought the garment to his nose and sniffed it. He smelled something faint on the fabric. Something that was masculine and earthy.

Bennet's curiosity got the better of him. After all, the pair of underwear looked clean, right? He hooked the briefs between his two thumbs and pulled. The material was limber enough that it stretched around his thumbs and shaped itself between his fingers. The midnight black gloss was tacky but not uninvited.

I hate to say it but I kind of like the style...

What the curious adventurer did not know was that the magic of the dungeon was starting to enter his mind. It wasn't changing anything that was not already there but more making sure that what Bennet was open to would be further pushed and prodded. The pair of perverted underwear was only a vessel for the magic and it was like Bennet had dipped himself fully into it. It swirled around the wolf and started to toy with his thoughts.

Oh, what the hell. These look nice enough to wear. Maybe it is enchanted? It doesn't hurt to check...

_ _ Bennet pulled his loincloth off. His soft cock flopped between his legs over a pair of full, heavy balls. The wolf smirked to himself. There was no doubt in his mind that what he was doing was foolish but he couldn't help himself. He just had to try on the briefs! There was nothing wrong with curiosity and Bennet could always take them off. No one was around to make fun of him, anyway. Not even the blasted imps.

Bennet looped the briefs between each of his legs and pulled the sleek material upward. The underwear formed around his hips and when the pouch reached his cock and balls, it cupped them gently. The material was so cool and sleek that Bennet's body reacted with a little tingle. The undies were so nice and comfy! Why would any adventurer just leave them?

Bennet's tail wagged excitedly. His nerves were starting to tingle. Perhaps it was enchanted! He felt a rush of energy move through him. Air in the dungeon started to circulate around him and the breeze felt wonderful on Bennet's skin. There was no doubt the pair of briefs were special. The person before him had to be a fool to leave them!

Bennet's heart started to pound in his chest. His eyes were dilated and his instincts heightened. Bennet's senses felt so much more enhanced. Since he was a wolf, he already had well-honed instincts but now they were almost in overdrive.

O-oh man. This feels awesome!

Bennet's tail started to wag when he took a huge puff of air into his lungs. The smell of the wet dungeon stone, the feeling of his bulge being squeezed and held by the soft material, and the rush of heat to his cheeks as he checked himself out was electrifying. The masculine scent on the underwear started to get stronger and Bennet's tail started to wag. He began to openly pant, the invisible magic spilling out of Bennet's every pour.

Wait....

Was the underwear...squeezing him?

Still continuing to pant, Bennet looked down to see the briefs were shifting and moving. The black material had brought his member to a full, throbbing hardness and was starting to shift and work across his shaft as if it was alive. The first initial thing Bennet felt was terrified. His body seized up and he brought his fingers towards the waistband of his newest briefs.

_ Let me play with you, pupppppy...._

_ _ As Bennet pulled down on the waistband of the underwear, the underwear sucked his cock inside the pouch. It was almost like a warm, welcoming mouth around his whole shaft like it the material was blowing him. The material even felt like a tongue licking across his balls. Then there was that voice that swirled around inside his head. Bennet took a long, shakey breath...

"W-what are you d-doing...."

Playing with my food. Don't you want to sit back and enjoy?

_ _ Demon. There was no way this wasn't. The underwear wasn't magical, but instead it was cursed and Bennet felt so foolish. How could he put on underwear that wasn't his? No...he was tricked. He had to be.

"S-stop...beast. Don't...mmmmph....."

You say those words but I know your desires. Let me help you.

_ _ Bennet shivered. His body felt as if it was on fire. He reached up and grabbed his shirt and threw it off to the side. There would be no reason for him to overheat. He had to think of a plan to remove these accursed briefs.

Aren't you feeling tired and sore? Lay back and let me take care of your needs. Just give in and give me everything....

The pouch of the briefs wrapped more around Bennet's cock and the wolf gasped. It felt wet and slick like an actual mouth was working him over. Bennet's body was so tired from all the adventuring. The magic felt wonderful dancing around inside of his head. The wolf walked until his back was against a wall and leaned against it. He looked at his sword near the fire.

He dived and almost like it was anticipating the movement, the mouth around Bennet's cock dived deeper. Like a throat squeezing around his shaft, a warm and wet suckling rang out through the stone dungeon and Bennet groaned and stumbled. His hand gripped the end of the sword and he pulled it towards himself.

Bad dog.

Warm breath washed over Bennet's hole and the wolf's body seized up.

Time for some behavior modification.

Bennet swore he felt a tongue lick across his open hole. He must have tasted like sweat and musk but the tongue kept licking. It licked across his balls and around his taint. It was slow and deliberate, and Bennet gripped the sword harder. Drool ran down his muzzle and dripped onto the floor below.

Whatever foul magic was in the underwear, it was penetrating deep into his brain. Fantasies that the wolf had were like an open book and whatever entity was out there was playing with them. The trapped adventurer didn't know if it was in his head or if it was the briefs actually moving around him but he could hear the voice licking and suckling almost as if the beast was just beside him. When Bennet moved the sword, the tongue pushed deep inside the wolf and Bennet howled out. It echoed throughout the area and bounced around the walls.

You are being so good right now. You are such a good boy for me.

Bennet gritted his teeth as his body was used. He had never been in a position like this before but his mind was starting to crack. Everything about the situation was so gross and perverted but deep down he wanted it. No matter how much Bennet denied it, that beautiful voice in his head _corrupted_him. It told Bennet everything he wanted to hear. Bennet could feel his conscious start to slip away. Maybe if he didn't fight it, he would be let go?

Your thoughts taste so delicious. I'm going to have to sample them further....

_ _ There was a blissful heat that warped through the wolf's body. It crashed through his nerves and lit his muscles on fire. It was enough to make Bennet gasp out and brought him on all fours. His cock was still being worked over but the pleasure was magnified and the tongue that pushed into his prostate only milked him harder.

Mmmm, so good. Yes, keep going my pup. Keep thrusting against my tongue and my mouth.

Bennet did not realize that he was pushing against the briefs. He did not even know he was furiously humping the ground. He was rewarded with another blissful shock. This time, it was enough to send him on his back and spread his legs.

Ahhh, so good! Such a good puppy presenting for their Master!

_ _ Bennet paused. He had never had a Master before but he loved the word. God, he loved everything about it. His tail started to wag further. Another earth-shattering shockwave of pleasure for his reward. It was starting to get harder to think for Bennet....why was he here again?

There was something hard pushing against his hole now. Something that didn't yield but sat right up against it. Bennet was too far gone to realize what it was. He drooled, his tail wagging as he spread his legs further for his Master. There was not a tongue against his hole but the demon's mouth still worked around his cock.

Good puppy. Relax for Master now...

Bennet barked happily and roared out in delight when his new Master's cock speared into him and spread his hole open. It was like his Master knew what speed to go at too. He was so gentle and generous that Bennet could not help but give him further. He loved his Master! He loved him with every part of his body and-

Bennet yelled out as his climax crashed over him along with another euphoric wave of mind-numbing pleasure. The mouth around his cock greedily sucked it down. The demon hummed in approval in Bennet's mind and there was the sound of a very loud swallow. The briefs only bulged for a moment like a condom being filled before the cum pocket disappeared.

You taste so good. Every part of you tastes so goooooood. I'm going to enjoy having you as my pet. You'll be the dungeon's favorite toy. I'll have you be a good boy for my other pets too and I'll breed you every night like this, my pet. Every time you need a filling, I'll give it to you.

_ _ The honeyed words were laced with such desire that Bennet howled with delight. He didn't care that he was being used like a common slave. He was with his Master and nothing could separate them from one another. He had to have more. He needed more. The thrusting started to get faster and Bennet only pushed back harder. The once proud warrior was reduced down to nothing more than a cock sleeve for some demon. His Master's cock bashed against his prostate and the briefs continued to keep him hard and leaking.

Are you ready for your Master's load?

The voice taunted him and Bennet swore he could see the grin spreading across a shadow's face. Bennet could only bark in response. He was a good dog now. He needed to behave like one.

The voice in Bennet's head roared out in pleasure and Bennet braced himself as his guts were flooded. Rope after sticky rope of cum burst up inside of Bennet's hole and blossomed out like a corrupting glaze. It spread within Bennet's guts and coated his very insides. There was nothing that it could not reach and the newfound warmth that was planted inside of the obedient wolf made Bennet cry out in pleasure as his mind was lost forever in the swirling bliss of submission.

That's a good puppy. Take it all...

Bennet whined as he was used. His role as a brave dungeon explorer came to an abrupt close on account of a pair of pervy underwear. When the demon finally finished inside of the wolf, there was a slick pop. Bennet tried to keep the load inside of him as best he could but it was far too generous and his Master had to use his tongue to clean him. The briefs did not stop their pleasuring. His cock was still being stimulated even though it seemed his Master had his fill.

It was a nice afterglow and Bennet's tail wagged behind him like a delighted little dog. When his Master's voice finally echoed back in his thoughts, he gave a dopey smile.

That is good, my pet but you must come to the center of the dungeon to take your place by my side. You'll find it is much more pleasurable to serve me than the lords of your city....

_ _ Bennet was confused. Why would his Master talk about the lords? The only one he needed was him. He wanted to be by his side forever.

There was a chuckle that was a smooth rumble.

_ You are right. There is no need to think about your previous quest now._

_ _ Bennet got up off the ground. He took one look at his sword and adventuring gear. There would be no need for any of that now. He wondered what his Master would make him wear? His heart fluttered at the thought of being dressed like a_good dog_ for his Master. Something that would suit his Master's needs.

Keep going. The monsters will let you pass.

His Master was true to his word. The monsters did let him pass but not without some appraising gropes and sneers. One even went as far as to fuck Bennet. The minotaur pushed deep into the back end of the briefs and the magical material allowed it safe entry through to spear inside. The load from his Master provided ample lubricant and Bennet had to use the wall to steady himself. It was a small price to pay to be with his new Master. After all, he did come to the dungeon for treasure after all.