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"It was a last ditch effort, my only gun left. The man was still screaming as I " SCCRRRRRRRRCHH! I turned the radio off, nothing to listen to in the bible belt of the great USA. Every radio program recounted elaborate situations of falling from gods grace till some amazing, traumatic and dangerous event let them see the light......again. Fidgeting in my seat I try to squint out the front wind shield. Dust from the many days on the road was taking its toll. Its been 200 miles when I ran out of washing fluid. Time to grab a squeegee and a Slim Jim at the next road stop.

"Bakerville 20 miles"

The sign was almost non existent threw the muck on the glass. I cup my junk between my legs, squeezing my junk firmly between my thy. All this talk of fluids makes me need to take a piss. Another sign was making its way threw the swirling dust.

"FOOD, closed. GAS, closed. LODGING, NEW DAWN"

I almost missed the exit as my mind raced on what type of born again, conservative, god fearing establishment is called "NEW DAWN" I wouldn't be surprised if they have a buried school bus in the back yard full of guns ready to help battle the next demon rising.

"This will be a great chance to prove that stereotypes are wrong". I think to myself. That small town America isn't as close minded as some say. I push my brief case further up on the passenger seat and adjust the rear view mirror to see Rox, the ball of fluff sleeping soundly in the back seat.

Passing threw the business district I see random store fronts in earthy decay. There wasn't a sign of anyone helping the decay along. You would think board kids, angry with there dying town would throw a rock or two threw a window or spray paint "fuck pigs" on the walls of the empty buildings. Nothing, not even a stop light in this town. A cardboard sign at the gas station read "Try new Crystal Pepsi" The only business I saw that was open was the post office. Two of the towns residence were staring at me threw the lobby window as they check there PO boxes. Further down a faded dirt covered sign told me I was leaving town limits. Before I had a chance to get worried I saw "NEW DAWN" painted in a most elaborate way. The colors bright and vivid compared to the sun bleached and rotted post it was attached to. The sign pointed off the road were a cobble stone drive way leads threw a grove of aspen trees. It was a stark difference to the knee high brush that grew at this altitude. Smaller roads broke off from the main ending in what looked like small cottages, one with a satellite dish.

A large structure appeared as I climbed a small grade. At the top I instinctively slowed to a stop. Rox, noticing the change in motion perked his head up. It was a massive building. Large white fluted columns reached up from the main entrance to the roof. It must have been 4 stories tall with room between stories for more. A slate roof had 4 chimneys distorting the sunset with there smoke. I could see other buildings. It looked like care taker housing on the edge of the cleared field of which the mansion was centered. Behind the smaller houses the field sharply sloped into a deep valley full of massive pines.

"Come on Rox, lets go for a walk". Not knowing if my pooch can be in a room with me at the inn I let him out for a bit. As I lean on one of the aspen trees my need to pee returned. My hand felt a strange carving on the tree before seeing it. As I tried to read what it said I managed to piss all over my other hand. Rox, wanting to pee next to me licked the pee off my hand as I read. "The wish of Albert Hammond". Looking around I see that every tree has a name carved in it with the same saying. As I did my last jiggle Rox started whining. He was very intent on licking more of my piss, but not just off my hand. "Knock it off Rox, whats getting into you?" My eyes start to water and nose run as a hot flash goes over my body. Looking at Rox I start to put my penis back into my pants but have trouble getting it to fit. I seem to be getting harder and harder before I can zip up my pants. More whining from Rox turns into snout shoving right into my crotch. As I try to shoo him away I notice how aroused he is getting. His back legs are spreading as his red tipped dog dick swells out of his sheath. The low setting sun casting a strange shadow of color while Rox lifts each leg awkwardly, trying to make more room for his gorged, taunt penis and balls. His whines are getting so piercing I cover my ears allowing my swelling, half erect penis to fall out of my pants. He needs no more introduction as his wet muzzle takes my member into its mouth. his K-9's flanking my penis as the ridges on the top of his mouth massage it to full arousal. Never before have I felt so hard as I face fuck my pet. The pleasure makes me fall to my knees as my German Shepard continues to give me head. His tail wagging as his k9 penis lengthens almost touching the ground. I stumble falling away from Albert's tree against another marked Jacob Weaver. Rox takes the advantage by sandwiching me on the ground spinning so his hind legs are straddling my head as his mouth goes deeper on my dick. His long tong parting the slit in my tip, then cupping my balls all in one motion. His member is releasing massive amounts of fluid before I even touched it. Soon my dogs dripping dick is being smooshed, slapped and poked all over my face. I found it hard to breath as his furry privates were smothering my head looking for any type of attention. His ballsack weighing heavily, the inside churning and gaining mass. The smell of Rox desire was just as powerful as the grinding motion of his knot pushing its way between my lips. I grabbed his hind end as I sucked on the hot, massive knot. His furry sheath pulled back offered such wonderful texture on my face. His tip dripping pre on my neck and chest as he continued to suck me off. Soon my fingers found there way into his furry rear. His low growls of pleasure sending both of us into climax. My two thumbs rubbing his insides with his tail high in the air showing his excitement as I try to fit as much of his hot wet penis into my mouth. Our cum filling each other throats as we gargle and try to swallow as much of the magic liquid as possible. As I lay panting with Rox I continue to study his sack. It is hanging much lower and his sheath seems to be growing to swallow his erect 8 inches. His knot the size of my fist still very visible inside its furry covering. As I sit up I gasp at my own predicament. My cock has a swelling at the base not unlike my dogs! I brush the fur from Rox's muzzle off my rod to find that it isn't his, its mine. My pubic hair has lengthened and turned soft and smooth, just like dog hair!

The last of the days light moves behind the mansion but the trees seem to have held the suns energy giving off a eire glow as Rox and I make some type of connection mentally. Lets see how far this can go! While resting for a moment to regain my whits I stare threw the canopy of trees. Continued glowing reminds me of a picture of the northern lights. A major difference being the luminescence seems to be radiating from the woods itself, not the sky.

As Rox stirrs from his sex nap his new equipment sways between his legs causing him to loose his balance as he slowly trots to the car. I also walk like I've been riding a horse for a month straight. My sack spilling out of my jeans fighting for room with my new knot at the base of my dick. Already pre is seeping out of my morphed member, soaking my pubic fur and running down my leg. Rox whines to be let in the car so I waddle to the rear and open the door. Poor Rox cant even climb into the car cause of the weight of his package. His front paws are on the seat with his furry sack still laying on the ground. His sheath is stuck between the street and the vehicle. I do my best to slide his sheath between his legs so it is facing me. To do this I have to part his scrotum to the side. His stance is ridiculous as he tries to make room for all his junk between his legs. The prodding has gotten him (as well as me ) a chubby making everything more complicated. With a final push he falls in the back seat with his balls taking up the whole foot well of the rear seat with his sheath falling into the next. His red tip wetting the floor. His tong falling out of his mouth lapping up what remains of our sex. I wipe my hand on the steering wheel removing some of the more stubborn cum.

As I drive toward the mansion I look in the rear view mirror. Rox is sound asleep. Looking down at my new organ I see more changes. A furry wrap of skin is forming half way up my penis. Soon a perfectly formed Dog dick has replaced my human one. Stuck firmly up to my bellybutton is a silky smooth sheath protecting my new dog member inside. The steering wheel rubs my tip as I pull down the driveway. My sac perched on my lap with one hand stroking my new fur covered jems. I slowly notice my chest becomeing sensitive as well. My nipples rubbing against my growing chest fur swell as I continue toward New Dawn.