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Jason was really feeling the heat that day. Over ninety degrees and close to one hundred percent humidity could do that to a person. Not that he wasn't used to it but something about today made it sting before it was even noon. When you did landscaping work and had the reputation for quality he did, it meant time under the sun. Even in high class neighborhoods he found himself in that day the heat was the heat.

It was his first time working the address though he had done several others in the neighborhood. All the houses were in the higher income bracket with most of the development within the last ten to fifteen years. That meant lots of big acre lawns, younger or fast growing trees, and ornamental gardens. The neighborhood also meant big tips for a job well done which helped make all the sweat and toil worth it for Jason. At twenty-six he was well tanned with an average height and build which at this point in the season was leaned down some. As he worked that day he had a ballcap on, sunglasses, sleeveless shirt, shorts, and well worn work boots. By mid-afternoon it was all soaked through with sweat.

The house Jason was working at today had been once he had seen before while working the neighborhood. Unlike the other houses in the area it was a one-hundred fifty years old Gothic mansion that was in a well worn and cared for state. Most impressive though were the numerous old oaks, maples, and willows as well as gardens arrayed with species that even the experienced horticulturalist Jason couldn't identify upon close inspection. Lots of flowers but also herbs, vegetables and a litany of genus that were altogether beautiful but unknown to the man. There were also a few rows of olive trees that normally would never grow in this sort of climate. The woman also had a thing for Greece given all the replica marble statues she had dotted everywhere. Thankfully he was only tasked with mowing, edging, and clipping some branches from trees.

Jason's botanical curiosity aside, the work had been mostly without issue. The woman who lived at the house was curt but not rude or mean about it. That was welcome from the nastier customers or the ones that would watch him like a hawk as he worked. He didn't see the woman, who was an elegant if uptight thirty year old with raven hair and a curvy figure, all day while he worked. Only her two dogs, a pair of large huskies, would watch from her porch. They had a small kiddie pool each filled with water that they only left for to go to the bathroom. Since they didn't bark or chase him Jason liked them, since he always was more of a dog person.

"Hot women poolside or well-behaved dogs; the only things I don't mind watching me while I work," Jason said more than once that day, a sentiment he'd developed over the years.

Come the end of the day around four o'clock Jason was packing up all his equipment in his work truck parked in the driveway. He was just doing a final sweep of the backyard to clean up any scraps when the woman emerged from the house onto the porch. She made right for him wearing a red designer sundress and nothing else.

"That's some lovely work. I can see why you came so highly recommended," the woman, Penny, complimented in a haughty tone. She had given only her first name over the phone and when Jason answered the front door which was contrary to how most in this neighborhood did it with surname only.

"When you take pride in what you do the results speak for themselves," Jason replied as he walked over to meet her.

"They most certainly do. I've always been one to tend my own gardens but with how busy I've been it was getting ragged out there. Glad to see it done. And with such care. I really do appreciate the effort," thanked Penny. She looked almost stunning in her clothing while Jason hardly shined in his sweat soaked attire. Similarly, his down to earth, hard days work expression when compared to her snobbish demeanor were at different ends of the spectrum. Even if she was trying to sound and act grateful, Jason got the impression she still thought of him as little better than her dogs.

"Course. You have some beautiful gardens so it made for some good scenery," Jason added kindly. It was a line he said to a lot of homeowners whether it was true or not. The compliment often rewarded him with an extra bill in his customary tip.

When they reached each other she kept at arm's length. You're kind to say so. Do I pay now or later?" Penny asked with her credit card already flipped up between two of her fingers.

Jason took his work phone out and brought up the payment app he had. "Bill is right here, same amount we agreed. If it looks good, just tap your card here, it'll take a second to think, then it'll just ask about a tip and then your signature," he explained to her even as she was already in the process of paying.

After a few prompt pokes Penny finished. "There. Thank you again. See that you're off the property in the next ten minutes," she conveyed to Jason in a stern, inflexible voice.

"Was just leaving," he replied to the back of the woman's head as she was already walking back to the house. Not the first cold attitude he'd received on this street before so wasn't going to take it personally. What he did take personally was a complete lack of a tip. Given the short notice of the call, the hot day, and all the extra effort she'd only paid the low-balled quoted price. Jason was professional enough to mumble, "Fucking cheap bitch. See if I take another call from you again. All this work, and heat, for nothing. Flippin' bitch," under his breath as he turned away from her. So he failed to see the woman's reaction.

The man may have been talking at a whisper but Penny managed to somehow hear it clear as day. She stopped dead in her tracks. "Excuse me?" she challenged with a scoff.

"Huh? I didn't say anything," Jason instinctively tried to play off ignorantly. Completely unaware of the storm bearing down on him fast. He turned just in time to see his customer up closer to him than she had before. But that facade of congeniality was gone. Instead she had the look of some insulted ivy league professor. "Whoa! B-Back off lady!" he warned, trying to step back from her.

"Do not tell me what to do on my land, cur! You dare try insulting me behind my back? Me?" Penny huffed as she continued advancing until they stood nearly nose-to-nose.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I was just talking to myself. Pretty sure I'm allowed my personal thoughts. Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta get off your property. Remember?" Jason's rebuke came as he finally stopped giving her ground, causing the two to almost collide. He attempted to leave only for Penny to grab his arm like a teacher would an unruly child.

"That was before your insult! What was it you called me? A Bitch?" Penny all but hissed as she accused him, not letting go of his arm.

"Lady, you better let go of me right now or I'm within my right to get more physical," warned Jason. Crazy as the woman was acting, punching a rich woman was not a wise business decision. All the same she was now wild eyed and not letting go so Jason wasn't about to let her restrain him.

"Can you not be honest? Is this the sort of business you run? Speak up, cur!" she taunted again.

"Lady, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about but since you bring it up, yeah, you're acting like a huge fucking bitch right now. Now let the fuck go of me before I make you regret it!" growled Jason as his temper reached a boiling point. Her words were unkind but it was the dismissive, scornful tone she said it all in that riled him up.

"Regret? It's only you, cur, who will regret this insult!" Penny snarled right back at the man as she squeezed his arm with malevolent strength. That grip soon radiated a searing heat into Jason's arm. Then it was Penny's turn to mumble under her breath, only her cryptic, arcane words weren't any the man understood. What he did get is that the more she spoke, the hotter the burn.

"Let'go! Are you crazy? You're- ah! Ah! F-Fuck, I, I, I..." More of Jason's anger flared but his spirit faltered when a flush of heat came over his body and soul. Experienced as he was with high temperatures, this was more than the man could bear. His legs shook, knees bent, and body bent over as it was steadily overwhelmed by the sensations. After such a long day there was little more he could do than fall to one knee with just her hand holding him up anymore.

Penny continued her chanting with her downcast eyes on the man clearly enjoying his enfeebled state. She drew clear enjoyment from watching the fight leave the man. Soon as she finished speaking the curse Penny was smiling fiendishly. "Call me a bitch when you're the one brought to heel? I shall make your words haunt you, cur. Bitch? I think that is a more fitting description for you. Perhaps I'll make it all the more fitting," Penny taunted.

"D-Damn it, lady! I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to- fuck! What the hell did you do to me?" he asked amid twitching pains starting to spark all over his body.

"Apologies won't help you anymore. You're at my mercy now, bitch. I do not stand any insult. Least of a from baseborn labor. I'll see you feel a heat and pressure you've never imagined, cur. Bitch. Property," Penny insulted harshly as she finally relinquished her grip.

Jason crumbled to his knees immediately, cradling his arm for a few moments before intense cramping in his gut and shoulders had him curling his entire body forward in pain. Hot and cold sweats, ringing in both ears, excessive saliva in his mouth, and a suddenly throbbing erection soon were all soon dogging an already fatigued man. It was as if he was coming down with several illnesses at once that were shaking him from skin to core. No shock that Jason thought he was actually dying.

"Oh God, this is, is, is..." Jason stammered, unable to find the words for the myriad of afflictions he experienced one moment to the next.

"Is what I think you deserve, little bitch!" Penny finished for Jason. "I will not abide that sort of insult so you'll bear it on your flesh and soul for as long as I wish it. And it starts now, with you looking the part better. See if we can make something useful out of this uncouth miscreant!"

"Lady, I... fuck. M-M-My skin..." he said in a weary panic when the sweat soaked flesh felt like it was about to melt from his bones.

"It won't take long. Let the magic work, cur," reprimanded Penny like you would break in an animal.

Jason's head tilted up at the nefarious woman. "M-Magic?"

A cruel sneer on Penny's face spoke of ill tidings but she remained silent. Preferring to simply watch.

Further protest from Jason was cut short by a surge of steaming heat from his lungs and gut traveling up his throat. When it reached his head Jason exhaled out a billow cloud of ruby red smoke from mouth and nostrils. As it left his body there was some abatement in the fiercest pains in his body but the unkind sensation of melting flesh, aching bones, and throbbing meat persisted. He was also strained by the vapors not letting him inhale until the last few trails of red smoke left him. That done he was reduced to gasping for air.

While Jason just tried to get his breath back there was something stirring in the rear of his shorts. It was bad enough he was rocking a rather uncomfortable stiff erection but this new growth born from his sore tailbone wasn't supposed to be there at all. Jason managed to push himself up to just his knees though with trouble keeping upright. Still he had to reach a hand back into his shorts where he was frightened to find some four inches and growing of bony, sensitive flesh wiggling over his butt.

"What? What the... what is this?" Jason managed to gasp in a weak yet startled voice. He tried to turn his head to see but his shoulders and neck were too tense. Covered in a slimy sweat with even hairs sprouting on it Jason pulled his hand away in disgust, his eyes upturned in horror at Penny. "What is, what is happening to, to, to me?" he meekly begged.

"Were you not listening? I guess obedience will be a paramount concern later," Penny remarked first, her arms crossing in front of her, disdain unchanged. "You called me, me, a bitch. You've caught me in an uncompromising, unfettered mood so I've decided to call you the bitch, cur. And when I use the word, I mean it. That's what you're experiencing now, cur," avowed the woman proudly.

As Jason listened more sore spots on his body developed into more cases of stretching flesh or contorting flesh. Pinching around the edges of his ears for example progressed into curling sides and the top forming to points. Also pinched wider was the bridge of his nose down to either nostril, creating a feeling like he had been kneed in the face. Various areas on his chest and stomach, like behind his nipples and besides his bellybutton, cropped up too. All got the attention of Jason's searching hands for some time but they came to hover at his waist. Below, under his shorts and boxers, his penis tented near the edge of orgasm with his testicles churning while feeling somehow shriveled. Shame and fear kept Jason's hand from venturing lower.

'This is all so utterly unreal. It can't be happening but it fucking feels like it is,' Jason thought desperately, his eyes down turned at his bulge. 'And what the fuck is happening to my dick? Feel like I'm about to cum my brains out,' he worried.

With sweat so soaked through Jason's basketball shorts he couldn't see that his cock was already leaking. It wasn't long thought before a dribble turned into an unstoppable torrent. "F-Fuck! How did, I didn't mean to, shit!" cursed Jason when he vividly climaxed. It was more than enough to send him back to hands and knees to pant for breath. Meanwhile his testicles drained themselves, soaking and staining to the point of excess dripping through.

It was a relief when a numbness seeped into his manhood steadily until after five minutes Jason felt completely drained. His cock hanging and peering back under him, he initially welcomed the shrinking of his embarrassing bulge. But as his pelvis ached and shook, his endowment shrunk to a point which was immediately troubling. Sitting up once more, he hooked his thumbs into his waist and was ready to pull both his shorts and boxers off. Jason fretted on disrobing in front of the woman briefly but disconcerting sensations compelled him to finally yank down.

"Oh... n-n-no..." Jason could barely say when he saw what was happening. Amid patches of what appeared to be white fur, his penis now stood at barely an inch long and lacked any semblance of its old form save a rounded head and veiny, sensitive body. Barely a prick and getting smaller. Leaning forward he also saw just empty flaps of scrotum hanging with their forms being absorbed into the flesh of his taint. "Where is my fucking dick go-o-ah-AH!" he yelped when a needles prick struck taint. His subsequent whines of worry had a curious canine quality to it. As did those varied tugging changes continued to Jason's face, tail, and though he didn't know it existed, his cunt too.

"I can hear my bitch already," touted Penny who had taken up pacing around Jason. She could walk behind him and see what he couldn't: spreading ass cheeks, white and black fur all over, curling tail, and forming canine pussy. She knew it was only a matter of time before he noticed. When he did that moment would be a sweet aspect of the punishment she cursed him with. "You cannot stop it. You are not strong enough, cur. Get comfortable with this point of view."

Jason would have watched and maybe probed his nether regions if not for both his face and hands being so overtaken with their own advancements of this odious curse. His nose has grown larger, protruding more while the flesh darkened. Also getting darker were his lips and some of the fur inside his perky mostly dog shaped ears but the real trouble was the stirring around his mouth. Nose, jaw, chin, lips, gums, and even Jason's tongue felt excessive growth molding his face outward. Frequent alien pains in his loins- in actuality his canine cervix and ovaries burrowing into him- had him wincing frequently but he could see recognize a canine muzzle shaping after not too long.

Then as he could feel his actual teeth growing and getting sharper, cramping had both of his hands, fingers, and nails into the grass. By the time he plucked them out the nails on his shorter, pudgier fingers had turned black and sharp. Coarseness on his palms became pads on soon which pinked more than his increasingly furred flesh. Things got worse when either thumb not only diminished but slipped further up his deforming wrist and forearm. Meanwhile the rest of his fingers lost their motor skills to gain a likeness to paws. Spasming toes inside his work boots signaled his feet would not be far behind. He had some sense to kick one leg back and wiggle off a sock and shoe from either foot as they grew too small to fit comfortably anymore.

Reality, however bizarre, could no longer be ignored by Jason. Everything that was happening was so viscerally real to him that he knew this wasn't a nightmare or trick. That really was a muzzle he was looking down. Those were definitely teats lining down from his swollen chest. He did have some level of awareness of a tail. A wet, wide dog tongue hung from the corner of his mouth. This was real and it wasn't all random. Jason finally admitted to himself that, by some cruel magic, he was being turned into a dog. To make it worse after all that movement and shifting of his pelvis, hips, and entire stance there was no indication of any dangling manhood. Only a throbbing point of a different sort of heat remained. It stuck out from the rest as it radiated through him, reaching his brain where after a rush of unwelcome feelings Jason was left with a harsh truth to admit to himself.

'She's turning me into a fucking bitch! Literally, a fucking bitch!' Jason's mind decried after the intrusive instincts informed him how he was going into season. And that meant finding a mate to mount him. It wasn't hard to discard the thoughts but they nagged him more and more. 'How could she think I deserve this? Just because of a stupid word!'

Gathering his willpower and fleeting ability to speak, Jason again looked to Penny, his tormentor. "H-How could, you do this to, to, to... me? It was just a- aarggg-" Jason's words became whines soon after, causing him to summon everything he could for what could have been his last words. "I-I-I'm sor-sor-ry. Please, s-stop this. Don't do, this..." plead the barely recognizable man. It was all he could think to do to try and save himself.

His pleas fell on uncaring ears. "Far too late now for you. To waste your final words that way is pitifully fitting for you, cur. I'll see you a bitch, and a beauty at that!" Penny promised cruelly. Bitter, cackling laughter would follow at Jason's expense.

No relief would be coming for Jason as the transformation burned away his mass and robbed any humanity from him. Parts of him had been shrinking since the start but now he felt everywhere. Spine, ribs, limbs, and skull were getting smaller, giving Jason dizziness spells on top of everything else he was dealing with. All the colors of the flora around him swirled thanks to his addled state. He caught sight of the several statues in the area which his brain at times thought had to be moving. Wobbling around on his also still changing hands and feet lead to Jason inevitably collapsing. But Jason never stayed down for long since the feeling through his shirt of fresh cut grass on his newly plumped teats was terribly unnerving. So he got up each time with his sagging shirt making things harder with how it tripped him up.

'I need to, to, to get out of here or something. I can't let her do this to me. Maybe if I get away this craziness will stop,' Jason thought to himself while barely able to keep upright for more than a few seconds. He attempted to move away from Penny and maybe towards his work truck. It didn't get him far though before stiffness in his shoulders and pelvis left Jason partially frozen on all fours barely a few paces from where he started.

The many small patches of short white and black fur had spread over more of Jason until it was almost everywhere. Those places where it had first grown in a second topcoat of fur were also now starting to show. On the top of Jason's head his already short hair had been slowly thinning since his canine ears had reached their final shape. Fur had encroached until it replaced all of it. Elsewhere the fur on his new tail fluffed out and those places where his shirt hung on him it itched.

Jason made a pitiful sight. So much so that Penny was compelled to come a little closer to pin down a corner of the man's shirt. This allowed him to back out of the shirt, ridding him of the last of his clothing.

"Naked as a beast should be. Missing only a collar and a tracking chip. Easily rectified whenever I wish. For now, cur, Keep at it. Show me what a bitch with a proper pedigree looks like!' Penny hailed.

After exiting his shirt it had taken a few agonizing moments for Jason to realize he was naked now. He'd already shuffled off his shorts, socks, boots, and boxers for curiosity or comfort's sake. Feeling exposed in more ways than he could count Jason's transformation continued to rob the man of his humanity. Piece by agonizing piece. Where they stood in the gardens wasn't well exposed to the neighbors but Jason could see the front grill of his work truck parked near the back. It was his only chance for escape but with his body transmogrifying this rapidly if he did reach it he'd likely be a dog by then and in no state to drive anywhere.

That plan also assumed Penny would even give him the opportunity to get that far in the first place. A slim chance but Jason's hopes rose when he saw her backing further away from him and nearer to her mansion.

"If I am to take on a bitch like you, cur, I'll need some things from my abode. I won't be long to get them," Penny informed the barely-a-man as he shivered and shook on all fours. This appeared to offer a window of opportunity for escape but Penny was quick to shut and lock that window. Penny whistled two sharp blasts which immediately stirred the previously spectating Siberian Huskies on the porch to dart over to the woman's side. "However I wouldn't want to leave a disobedient bitch like you unguarded. Otherwise any purebred or mutt that catches the scent of you will want a piece."

As Penny spoke and simultaneously crushed his small chance for escape, Jason watched the two huskies come to one side each of Penny first. There they heeled into an alerted state, their ears perked up, noses sniffing, tails wagging, and red rocket erections visible from how they were seated. Likely intentional. The one on Penny's right had black and white coloring, similar to what Jason found himself in, with blue-gold eyes while the left one had red and white patterns complimented by glacier blue eyes. They were both large specimens of the breed and wore black leather collars around their necks. On each to etched a name.

"Apollo," Penny said to the dog on her right before turning to the dog on her left and continuing, "Poseidon. My two pride and joys. They shall keep you safe until I return," she told Jason with a wry smile. "And don't worry, cur. Neither Apollo or Poseidon will claim you while I'm away. I have been promising them a purebred bitch for company. Just sooner than they expected," added Penny. She rubbed either dog's head and only needed a directed hand gesture to know they were to stay and keep watch but not physically interact. That done she took her leave, but not before saying something to keep Jason's worried about while she was away. "Boys, if it seems that bitch is trying to escape or fights back a little too much, you have my permission to put her in her place. Keep watch, I'll return very soon."

Jason watched Penny walk away towards the back porch. There was a spring in her step which struck the man as yet another ill omen. He stacked that worry onto the many he was dealing with already. Aside from his body's continued fits of cracking, popping, shifting, and rearranging body parts and the mild but persistent instincts probing his consciousness, it was the two dogs now guarding him that worried him most. Penny's final order was understood by Jason to mean even the slightest movement could be interpreted by one or both of these dogs as trying to escape. At which point they're free to 'put him in his place.' Relying on a horny dog's judgment and discretion at a time like this gave Jason no peace in Penny's absence.

The two dogs were happy to remain seated where they were with their noses bent forward to whiff the smells coming off Jason. Smells that must have fueled either dog's raging erection. Jason had never known a dog could be so well-endowed as they were definitely longer than his old six inch penis. Their lush, elegant fur was sculpted so that both looked show ready in their immaculate appearances. They were perfectly happy to watch until Jason was beset by a more ruthless series of changes that stretched his muzzle out all the way, lined his aching gums with canine teeth, wrangled his tongue back into his mouth and caused Jason's vision to degrade into a red-green color blindness. Losing the sight he remembered cast the word in shades and remaining colors that made the transformation all the more alien.

Those rigorous new changes caused Jason's stiff balance to break back into his stumbling and bumbling mode. Without even realizing it he moved a few steps from where he was and whether or not that was nearer to escape or not Apollo and Poseidon were on their feet to trail after Jason. It was their presence that even told the man he'd strayed at all.

In an attempt to apologize Jason tried to speak again but no part of his throat, tongue, mouth, or lips could do words any longer. This left him to communicate with weak, warped whimpers and whines. Unfortunately neither dog seemed to understand. Preferring to circle Jason, tails wagging behind them, and their noses always sniffing. When Jason so much as moved now one or both dogs would bear their teeth and growl back at him. Jason gave up on being understood. Now he just wanted to not give Apollo and Poseidon reason to get too close.

What helped Jason the most was the transformation's gradual dissipation from parts of his body. It allowed him to better control his equilibrium and keep himself still. But such things came at a cost he knew. His tail, hips, pelvis, and legs don't feel so bad because he could glance back and see they're fully canine save for some missing fur. Jason's ears, nose, former hands now paws, shoulders, and belly were no longer in magical flux. All of it was returning to the new normal. A normal that was a female dog gave Jason no solace at all. Mercy from Penny was the only thing that could save him anymore. And with how she was, Jason had to confront the desolating truth that he may be a Siberian Husky bitch the rest of his life.

'No. No I won't. No matter what she tries to do to me, my mind is still mind, damn it! She'll never have that! Won't let these dogs do anything... gross or fucked up to me either. I just have to keep still,' Jason assured himself to try and combat how utterly wracked with nerves he was.

Jason didn't like the attention but Apollo and Poseidon most certainly grew fond of the bitch still taking shape around them. Nothing about the transformation scared them- likely trained or desensitized to it by their mistress- but everything about the hot, wanton aromas steaming off Jason had the dogs aroused and more often than not around the former man's backside. There, under a perky curled tail and puckered little asshole, was the swollen cunt of a bitch in heat. Jason's senses overwhelmed with new impulses so he had little idea of the sopping wet desire that permeated the air behind him. But both dogs sure were aware of it; their erections having lost none of their appetite.

After a lot of time spent with his eyes never open for more than a few seconds, Jason now had them fixed open due to his skull's dwindling size and still contorting proportions. Jason felt his jaws get into their final positions, curing him of an overbite at least but leaving him with a husky's furry, black nosed muzzle. Inside his gums and teeth were moving into their places once the skull's final canine shape was set. Forty-two teeth now lined his mouth with a wet, barely controllable tongue in the middle of it. He attempted again to communicate and could at least make whining, yelping sounds pretty close to an actual husky. It brought Jason no comfort though, as it was just another confirmation he was no longer human.

More of Jason's skeleton finally reached their correct proportions and placement. With that foundation settled that gave the former man a two-year old husky bitch frame. From there the rest of it; the muscle, the tendons, the veins, numerous organs, intestines, and other meat; moved to where it belonged to push Jason nearer that outline of a true canine. The experience for Jason was one of the strangest yet as his internal organs fought to be the first to settle into where they belonged. He couldn't help but whine a lot as this happened while he twitched and jerked around where he stood. This on account of the tendons and muscles slotting to where they belonged. So there was little for Jason to do except not provoke Apollo and Poseidon somehow.

'Fucking hell, I still can't believe this is fucking really happen to me right now. I can feel them sniffing me... they think they're being mindful but I can feel their hot breath against my, my, my... fuck, just say it: my fucking bitch dog cunt. Fuck, I hate admitting that. Even if only to myself,' Jason opined internally. His wits had so far survived with memories intact. What instincts the body insistently to his mind had decided to merely take root in some portions of his psyche. Ones related to balance, recognizing smells and sounds, physical awareness, food preferences, control of his tail, and whether he liked it or not, the sexual needs of his breed and gender. 'I thought I knew the heat. Maybe I do when it's the sun but this heat? This heat scorches and makes me think depraved, gross, and distributing thoughts. Thoughts I... I'm having trouble distinguishing from my desires as a man...' Jason admitted to himself.

Born from his rear facing pussy, the heat he felt teased a euphoric pleasure mixed with boundless satisfaction. Jason knew they were bestial and born of a dog's instincts. But that didn't stop him feeling somewhat turned on to know Apollo and Poseidon were eyeing him up for one reason. He knew what he was and what had happened to him but as best he could manage, when he thought of who he wished to sleep with it wasn't that girl at the bar he'd been talking up recently but rather one or both of the males circling him now. Such mixed thoughts created a state of anxiety between the bitch in heat's needs and Jason's self-control to keep him doing something he would regret.

All these distractions meant Jason wasn't aware that Penny had returned from the house until she was only a few feet away. At which point both dogs returned to their respective side of their mistress, their attention facing Jason as before. And same throbbing erections too. In Penny's right hand she carried a black rubber case. Setting this down and saying nothing, she opens the latched case and pulls out a small mallet, short metal poke with a spike on one end and loop on the other, a length of chain, and a pink collar that stood in contrast to the other darker colored implements.

"Good job tending to her, boys. I see much of the fight has been drained from her. No surprise there," Penny told the two dogs as she took the mallet and spiked pole in hand. "Not much longer now before the bitch is ready. Will get everything set so you two boys can have your fun," she promised her dogs while ignoring Jason's current state.

Her focus was to first hammer the pole into the ground until it was secure. She then secured one end of the chain to the looped end of the now anchored pole then clipped the other end to one of the pink leather collars rings. This left only one task to do, so with the secured collar in hand Penny moved to Jason's head where she knelt carefully.

"Hmm, you have maybe only another minute or two before it's done and this cur is now a bitch of some usefulness. I will have to teach her obedience and respect in time but for now, it is best she learns her new place in the hierarchy," explained Penny while she clipped the pink collar only Jason's stiff, quivering neck. Even if Jason wanted to move or protest the muscles around his shoulders and limbs were not set yet. So he just had to take it. The collar secure, Penny smirked while admiring the heart shaped gold tag on the front. "You are no longer Jason the gardener, nor are you a human, and nor are you a man. You are a lowly Husky bitch in my service and a beautiful one at that. It only took shedding those pretenses to reveal your true soul. So as you're new and your body gifted to you by nothing less than a goddess, I name you Aphrodite. A fitting breeder bitch for my virile boys."

Penny made sure to speak very closely to Jason the whole time she teased him. Watching the fears, doubts, and panic play out behind his eyes brought a broad grin to the woman's face. That moment milked for emotions, Penny rose and proceeded to pack the mallet into the case before closing it. Case in hand Penny counted out a few paces from where she anchored the spike. Once she reached a distance she liked she turned again, the two male huskies right back to flanking her.

"Such an ungrateful man you once were, Aphrodite. I have made you experience the words of your vapid insult towards me in ways you couldn't have imagined in your worst nightmares. Robbed you over everything to give you a gorgeous body, but one not your own. And so you will never feel proper in your skin. That is a layer of my curse on you. One of many to come. You now know I suffer no insult lightly. And forgiveness is earned, not given. After a few litters, bitch, I shall reassess whether you've learned humility. Until then, Apollo and Poseidon shall be your suitors," Penny was delighted to inform Jason.

Apollo and Poseidon both started barking excitedly, their tails wiggling madly at the prospect of what their owner was saying. Somehow they understood very clearly what was about to happen. Jason meanwhile was busy trying to think of a way to beg for mercy or out of this curse. Desperate for some sliver of hope to save him.

Penny then moved to leave when she noticed the bare marble statue situated just nearby depicting Demeter. "May the goddess bless the unions, the many unions, to come with copious fertility," Penny said with both reverence and a sly eye in Jason's direction. That done she returned to her mansion and wouldn't return until that evening when it was time for dinner. Leaving Apollo and Poseidon to both stand and approach Jason the moment they hear the porch door shut.

The last few seconds of Jason's transformation passed nervously watching the two dogs eye him up. Not like they would a piece of meat though. But rather as a bitch in heat that looked worthy and willing for their affections. Desperate to get away, Jason did his best to operate his new body and get it moving. Instincts helped him coordinate his paws and equilibrium along with awareness of his surroundings. He used all that to try and dash away from his horny admirers only for him to reach the ten foot length of the chain. It choked him backwards, reminding him of his collar.

'I can't get away. I, I won't get away. Oh shit, shit, shit! What am I going to do?' Jason desperately thought as he staggered back to four legs.

What happened next felt like it happened in a single motion to Jason. While for Poseidon, the dog which had taken the lead breaking in the bitch in their midst, it was more slow and deliberate. He nudged Apollo out of the way which the other dog accepted for now. Poseidon then moved behind Jason, the newly christened Aphrodite, with first his nose and then tongue checking if she was willing and wanting. Triggered instincts in Jason caused his tail to raise even higher while his hind legs prepared to take his mounted weight. Thus inviting the red and white husky to the act he had been hungrily seeking since first catching the scent.

Milling around behind him took a few more seconds before Poseidon decided he could hold back no more and mounted. His front legs scrabbled at the sides of Jason while he got into position. The propping tip of his canine cock was close to its mark but still not in but Jason had the sense, somehow, it was only a matter of time. But from dog's interest to mounted on his back was a whirlwind experience for Jason that was only topped when he's forcibly introduced to Poseidon's enormous doggy cock.

'It's happening. H-H-He's pushing in and- FUCK- he's huge. Stretching me out. Oh God, I... I'm sorry... I'm sorry this, this happened. Sorry I've been reduced to, to, to this...' Jason's apology was more to his few friends and family. The ones he'd likely never see again. What comfort could be found was that at least none of them would have to see him like this. Brought so low. In a state where a dog's cock was currently defiling his very real canine cunt, something that would have turned his stomach to illness had he been human, instead was giving him deeply euphoric sensations along with intrusive but at least pleasant thoughts about being chosen to be bred and the need to feel full of his seed. 'Is he about... oh no, he's starting... to knot...'

Jason's sense was right with Poseidon's knot finally swelling after a purposefully deep thrust into the needy bitch under him. No sooner were they sealed together than he gave the bitch side of Jason what it wanted with a copious load. Both Poseidon and Aphrodite were left panting by the act after only a few minutes. They did their best to awkwardly lay down while either caught their breath. Poseidon seemed happy to wait out the ten or fifteen minutes he'd need to calm down. Jason on the other hand was disgusted by his body's satisfaction with getting impregnated. He had to stop himself having thoughts of his swollen belly, chubby eight teats, and then a litany of his own puppies to suckle at them. Shaking his head dissipated these obscene desires but only for a few seconds.

Eventually Poseidon's excitement subsided enough that he could withdraw his sticky member. Apollo had felt he waited long enough with how he immediately came up to Jason to force the bitch back onto her feet. Once there and Aphrodite's tail raised, Apollo mounted with all the fury and lust Poseidon had. He took longer to reach orgasm and proved just as ample in his orgasm. The whole time it happened Jason found it easier to let it happen than fight. They had to get it out of their system so get it over with, he thought.

Between four-forty, when Poseidon first mounted, and nine when Penny called out from the porch with dinner, Jason learned the two dogs were not so easily tired. Poseidon would mount and finish ten more times while Apollo topped fifteen. Excess doggy jizz stained most of the fur on Jason's backside and down his legs. When called for supper the two males were praised with treats and pets while Jason received haughty scorn, insults, and simply kibble inside his lonesome cage. Apollo and Poseidon had free reign over the house in contrast.

'Is this really it? I say a stupid insult under my breath and now I'm reduced to a furry cum dumpster...' Jason was left to think in the dark once everyone had gone to bed. After getting down some of the kibble with difficulty he gave up and laid down the best he could manage. 'I know in my heart this is real but, I hope I wake up tomorrow and it's not this. Anything but this,' he lamented.

The next morning brought Jason no reprieve from what started the day before. A small breakfast to start led to being chained to the anchor point once again. There she was subjected to Apollo and Poseidon's frequent attempts to mount her which always succeeded in ending with her knotted and full of a big doggy load. It's how the first three weeks on the mansion grounds went with Jason confusing his own name with Aphrodite's more often than he liked. Watching his work attire and truck disappearing in that time with no police or anyone coming to look for him, it sunk in just how trapped Jason was now.

A few weeks on and a very pregnant Jason laid in the shade of an oak on his new mistress's property with Apollo and Poseidon flopped around her. After the pregnancy was confirmed the anchored position was relaxed seeing as Penny dared Jason to try to run away as a pregnant dog. After weeks of being a submissive bitch for Penny and her dogs, Jason didn't have much will to flee. Apollo and Poseidon kept close to her all the same, protecting her in a sense but Jason also got the impression they were eagerly waiting for when they could breed the bitch again.

It was on that day their mistress Penny had brought in another person to landscape. Turned out to be a man Jason knew in his old life. And he wasn't as polite normally as Jason had been so no wonder that they got into an argument over how he was edging some of her gardens. A heated exchange followed that ended with the man calling Penny a bitch, among other things. Apollo and Poseidon had perked up at the argument and were whistled over not longer after.

Another man went from calling Penny a bitch to getting knotted like a bitch themselves within an hour. Jason didn't pay much attention past when the man realized he had grown a tail and his dick was gone. After that he just tried to go back to sleep. Hours of yelping pleasure would follow Jason knew and it was enough that he had to deal with eight puppies poking around his belly that he just wanted to rest. It was this new guy's turn to feel that special heat anyway.