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Wandering around the misty trails of an overgrown forest on All Hallow's Eve was often considered a dangerous and perhaps unnecessary thing, and yet, every year, there were those who tempted fate and took chances into their own hands, to explore the darkness that was to be found on the most haunted of all days in the year.

In the case of two rather dangerous adventurers, Sabrith and Tayelle, fate seemed to smile upon their bravery, as a search for hidden treasure that had been going on for the whole month of October was finally about to bear fruit.

"And you're sure this is the right mansion?" Sabrith asked.

"It has to be," Tayelle replied, her voice gruff and frustrated at the doubts of her companion. "We haven't seen another mansion all month long, and we've been wandering this forest for the better part of a week! I'm getting tired of having to boil creek water just to drink it...I say we go inside and take our chances."

In such a vast forest, even when the leaves started to fall from the trees when autumn came to replace summer, it was hard to see any sort of a distance through the thick cover of trunks and branches that surrounded you, and with no dedicated trails, Sabrith had no way of knowing just how far they'd traveled, or if they were even following the proper instructions on the map that they'd been given at the start of their quest. She could only know that there was indeed a run down, tired looking mansion in front of her, and that Tayelle was more than ready to explore it.

"I...I suppose you're right," Sabrith admitted. "At the very least, maybe there's some things inside that we can make use of."

"Or, y'know, the treasure that we've been promised that we've been questing for the entire time."

The promise of golden coins and treasures that piled all the way to the sun was an alluring one, and it was a riddle that the pair of adventurers had already figured out: _A mountain of gold that reaches the sun, to be carried by two, but had by just one._A solarium, or a solar, for short, was often a private room in older, larger mansions, and it made sense that someone would try to hide a hefty treasure in a place that they kept locked away from everyone else. Solar was also a word that referenced the sun, so the girls rationalized that the riddle was just trying to be clever and disguise a rather obvious word, in order to make the treasure more difficult to find.

Now, they were on the very precipice of destiny, and weak, rickety doors to a rotting, old mansion couldn't hope to stop them. They swung open easily at Sabrith's urging, and politely, she bid Tayelle entrance first.

"How very kind of you," Tayelle muttered with a roll of the eyes. She could see the tiniest bit of a shiver in the tail of her companion as the door opened with an eerie, aging creeeeeeeak, and decided that any sort of manners were motivated by fear.

"It's...it's just how I am!" Sabrith tried to come up with an explanation on the fly. Typically a clever and devious being, Sabrith knew how to stand out in a crowd. Hair that flowed over all the way down to her back was varied shades of light and dark red, like the splashing delicacy of a fine red wine pouring over the babble of a creek. It carried well down her back, almost all the way to the bright red tail of feline origin that reacted as if she really were a cat. Dark, twin slash markings cut across her cheeks dramatically, lined with a pair of dots above the mark, resting just beneath a pair of heterochromic eyes, one an orb of brilliant, dazzling aquamarine, and the other, a sultry and seductive shade of amber. The lightly furred, blood red ears that poked up from the top of her skull completed the look of a feline that, while brandishing the massive axe that she was rarely seen without, you didn't want to mess with.

Tayelle was certainly the more timid and less threatening of the two in appearance, but it was simply in her nature to look, and to be cute. She carried no weapon, but instead, a book of powerful spells that she could bend to her whims, and often kept it under wraps, resting beneath the several layers of red and black cloth with a golden trim that made up her robes. Much lighter slash marks of cream adorned her cheeks, but she had the same trait of heterochromia, with one eye of chilling, icy blue, and the other, such a bright and delicate shade of lime green that one could almost taste the citrus of a fruit, merely by gazing into it. Shorter hair of a cotton candy pink shade fell down to the middle of her neck, with braids along each of her cheeks, and a tail that matched the color of her hair perfectly. Her ears were often flattened down to her head, but with their sharp crests, they stood out all the same.

In such an eerie, spooky looking house, those ears were unlikely to perk up anytime soon.

"Well...the map doesn't really say anything about which room the solarium might be. I guess we just have to check each of the rooms in this place if we're going to find the right one," Tayelle suggested. She didn't seem too enthused about the idea, as her tail was already starting to droop, but Sabrith looked like she was up to the challenge, holding her trusted axe tightly in one hand.

"That's even better!" she cheered, as she started to walk forward from the door, and Tayelle quietly followed. "Who knows what other amazing treasures we might find just from wandering around this old, decrepit heap?"

From the outside, the mansion didn't really stand out, even all alone in the forest. It was a dingy, old building, though massive in size, and though they only took time to see the front, Sabrith and Tayelle gathered that it was cut from dark brown, bordering on black oak that made up the siding of the entire building. Shingles were falling from the roof even as they had approached, and a couple of the windows appeared to be broken. It was just a large, dark, broken down building...

...But it still had a heart.

Decrepit heap? That's not very nice...

Sabrith's ears stood upright on her head, and her tail stuck out straight as she glanced over at a silent Tayelle. "Did...did you say something?"

"No, I didn't say anything..."

"Then did you hear that?"

"N-No..." Tayelle replied, trembling just a tiny bit to see Sabrith in any sort of a panic. "I didn't hear anything!"

Despite her powerful appearance, and the burgundy battle dress that she was often adorned with, even Sabrith was spooked at the sound of a voice in her head; that never happened. As the moon was just starting to rise, and night was starting to fall upon the land, the mansion, which was already dark in the light of the day, was nearly pitch black, even as the pair of adventurers had never moved from the entrance hall.

"I'm beginning to have second thoughts about this place," Sabrith admitted, lowering her axe just slightly as she glanced back at the door. "Uhm, Tayelle...did I close the doors behind us?"

"I don't think so, no..."

The doors had closed so gently that Sabrith wondered if it was only a gentle breeze that caused them to shut, as her sensitive ears never even picked up on the sound, but her pace was brisk as she approached the rotting, failing wood of the door handle. She gripped the faded brass of the ring handle and pulled hard, determined to make her way out of the mansion, but to her shock and chagrin, the door that once offered no resistance was completely immovable.

"What the hell...?"

KA-CHUNK! Sabrith tugged at the ring with all of her might, and it shook the doors violently with a rumbling sound that echoed through the empty mansion, but they refused to budge, and instantly, Tayelle's eyes shrunk with fear.

"S-Sabrith, you don't think this mansion is...haunted, do you?"

"There's no such thing as a haunted mansion," Sabrith immediately shot back. "Something probably just fell against the door...some old tree branch or something, I'd bet. We'll just have to find another way out."

No such thing as a haunted mansion, you say?

Again, Sabrith heard that distant, faded voice. It could have just been her mind playing tricks on her as the warped, hardwood floors creaked under her motions, or perhaps it was merely the sound of the wind carrying through broken windows...but whatever it was, her tail was frazzled as it stuck right up in the air.

"But the map doesn't show any other way out...it just shows a way in!"

"Forget the map!" Sabrith yelled. "There's gotta be another way out of here!"

Tayelle was starting to panic now, as well, as the mansion started to play tricks on her. The broken window in the front of the mansion looked like an easy enough escape, but as she concentrated her energies and forced a magical spell upon the glass, it completely dissipated, having no effect on what should have been something so easy to shatter. "N-no, Sabrith! This house really is haunted! My magic has no effect on anything here...there's a dark, powerful magic at work that's stronger than my own!"

"Guess I'll just have to chop our way out, then!" Sabrith declared, but before she could swing her axe at the door, the voice popped into her head one more time.

I wouldn't do that if I were you...

"Oh, piss off!"

WHACK! The blade of the axe buried into the doors that had locked them inside, but despite the splinters of old, rotten wood that flew away, her strike made no difference; the doors were completely unmoved.

I warned you...now you have to be punished.

Twin pairs of cat ears shot upright and trembled as Sabrith and Tayelle heard the sound of howling, and it confused them, as the sound seemed to come from so far away, and yet, it felt as though the beasts that made the noise were right behind them.

"Sabrith...what...what do we do?!"

Sabrith brought a hand to her trembling lips, sinking her fangs into her own flesh to try and slow the shaking of her body. "Mnnnf... Calm down, Tayelle. We'll find a way out of this! We just need to..."

She wanted to say "think," but before she could, Tayelle went streaking past her, and with the turn of a head, Sabrith could see why she yelled something entirely different.

" RUN!!!"

The entrance hall opened right up into the main hall of the mansion, but without any proper light to guide them, the catgirls had to do their best to navigate by feel as they were suddenly chased by the bright, orange, fiery glow of a pair of devilish hell hounds. Their presence illuminated everything around Sabrith and Tayelle, but they were terrified beyond reason to let the hellish canines get close enough to lend their light.

"W-where do we go?!" Tayelle screamed, but her voice only alerted the chasing hell hounds to her presence. Jet black fur covered their bodies, and only the glow of their spirit, and the fierce, burning hatred in their blood red eyes made them visible in the darkness of the mansion. Fangs that dripped and drooled with saliva gnashed at the darkness as the possessed canines continued their pursuit, and blindly, Sabrith and Tayelle ran for the hallway off of the main hall...only to find that it literally went on forever.

_This place really is haunted! I'm so sorry, Tayelle! I should have listened to you!_Sabrith thought, doing her best to contain her fear, but her eyes shrunk to diamonds of color as Tayelle tripped, and one of the hell hounds pounced right at her.

" TAYELLE!" she cried out, brandishing her axe and turning, but as she went to aid her friend, the second hell hound dove right at Sabrith, forcing her to swing and defend herself, instead. She was sure that she would land a clean hit, but what the dogs were, Sabrith couldn't be sure, and her greatest fears were realized as the hell hound easily maneuvered through the blade of her axe, only to become whole again so he could bite the handle in half. Paralyzed with fear, Sabrith trembled as she tried to step back away, but the massive, deadly beast easily knocked her to her back and loomed over her, drips of his saliva spilling onto her battle dress as he gnashed his fangs at her.

Sabrith cringed as she just faintly dared to look over at Tayelle, sure that her friend would already be nothing more than a messy, gnashed meal for a hell hound, but what she saw was perhaps even more shocking than the bloody alternative.

"Sabrith, what is...what is he doing...?" Tayelle asked, her face still completely painted with fear, and yet, her body was starting to relax as the hell hound had indeed pounced her into the ground, but his fangs stopped at the hem of her cloth and only tore through, never so much as scratching her smooth and delicate flesh.

The fiery red catgirl couldn't believe her eyes, and as she looked back to the hell hound that loomed over her, she got an idea of how the rest of their evening was going to go, as she saw a slick, sticky substance dripping and drooling down over her pitch black stockings...and it wasn't saliva.

It was precum.

"You can't be serious!" Sabrith groaned as she looked up into the bloody, glowing eyes of her captor, but the animal clearly disagreed. Panting and drooling over her covered breasts still, the hell hound started to move forward on the compromised position of Sabrith, who glanced over to her friend again, only to see that Tayelle's robes had been torn away from her body. Only the pink panties and bra that so perfectly matched her hair and tail remained, and too terrified to move, Tayelle held still, her rump still perked to the hell hound as it used its gnashing fangs to undress the more timid catgirl.

_Oh no...he's going to take Tayelle! What...what do I do?_Sabrith cried at herself mentally, but she found herself in no position to help, as the hell hound that drooled upon her in more ways than one was starting to get impatient. His claws were much longer and sharper than that of an average canine, and with just one skillful swipe, Sabrith could feel the cool air of autumn teasing over her uncovered nipples. She squeaked in surprise as the canine continued, his claws running down the front of her battle dress and tearing through the leathery cloth like it was nothing, leaving her entire torso completely bare. Trembling and wishing that she could wiggle away, Sabrith shook her head at the beast silently, thinking that it might dissuade him from going after the delicate, black silk of her panties...but powerful jaws bit right into the cloth, and sharp fangs tore them away, laying waste to the expensive fabric and leaving it in tatters on the creaking floor.

"Do you think we'll survive this...?" Tayelle whispered, looking to Sabrith for guidance as her own cute, pink panties were completely shredded apart. The other hell hound mounted Tayelle in the next moment, and though the smaller catgirl was still timid and shy, she let out a cry of forbidden sensations as the tapered tip of the hell hound's length prodded at her uncovered sex.

"We'll survive," Sabrith said in a confident grunt, as her own devilish canine still hovered over her, the long, slick flat of his tongue gliding back and forth over her nipples and teasing at the piercings that adorned them, "We just might not be happy about it...Damn mutt...feels fucking good..."

Tayelle widened her eyes at her companion, shocked to see that Sabrith was actually starting to enjoy_the attention she was being given, but logic also told the pink catgirl that there was no easy way out of this mess, and that, at the moment...just trying to enjoy a little random sex might be the best thing that she could do. The tight, thin lips of her labia refused to spread so easily, but as the hell hound continued to prod at Tayelle, an abnormal amount of precum spilled over her slit, adding a little extra lubricant for the smaller catgirl, and as it started to seep inside of her passage, it initiated something much darker...but she never so much as noticed it, as the tapered tip of the hell hound's cock finally penetrated her waiting folds, just faintly with the first thrust, and once the canine was comfortable, the venous, red flesh of his member completely disappeared within Tayelle, filling her deeper than her body could normally handle. "_Nyah! He's huge! Ooooh...Oh God, Sabrith..."

_That's it, Tayelle. Just entertain him,_Sabrith thought, knowing that canines had a reputation for being rather quick when it came to the act of copulation, and while they were rough with their partners, once the act was finished, they had a tendency to walk away and be done with their presence for a time. Sabrith was sure that if they could simply handle the dogs once, they would be free to escape...but escape didn't sound all that great as the dog above her mounted her in a makeshift missionary position, and just from the sensual licks of her breast, Sabrith pushed her hips up into the canine, aligning her body just right for him so that what would have been a rapid, missing thrust instead buried a large, thick canine cock inside of her vaginal passage. "T-take it, Tayelle...make that big, thick doggy fill you up!"

It might have all been a strategy for survival, but whenever Sabrith spoke to Tayelle in such a domineering and lewd manner, her body responded, and the hell hound grunted in delight as it felt Tayelle's body starting to react. A very thin, slick film of liquid desire started to coat his cock as Tayelle's hell hound humped away at her as if she were any old bitch in heat, treating her much more like a canine than the feline that she was. Catching onto Sabrith's plan, Tayelle pushed her hips up and back into the canine, allowing him even deeper access into her cunt and urging him to give her everything he had...and like the possessed animal he was, his hips became a blur, and hammered Tayelle's smaller, weaker body into the floor with his supernatural pace. Her prehensile tail curled around his back, the pink standing out clearly among the raven patches of his fur, and encouraging him to keep the pace as she felt claws digging deep rivets through her soft, supple flesh.

"Ooooh...Sabrith! He's...too big, he's too fast! It hurts, but...it feels...it feels i-incredible!" Tayelle cried out as she pressed her cheek into the cool hardwood of the floor, her eyes glazing over ever so slightly with pleasure as the hell hound refused to slow his pace, the rather large, sizable orbs in his sack slapping away at Tayelle's perky little rear with each and every pass of his hips.

Sabrith thought she noticed something unusual about Tayelle's fangs as her fellow catgirl opened her maw and shamelessly drooled against the floor, as if her canines were poking out longer than her other teeth, but she couldn't even hope to focus on it. She was struggling to keep up with the ridiculous pace of the hell hound that stood over her, hoping that she might wear him out and cut the whole ordeal short, although ordeal probably wasn't the right word anymore. "That's it, boy...f-fuck me harder! Gimme all you got you stupid, brainless mutt! Fuck me!" her groans of delight echoed violently through otherwise empty mansion, which was filling with the wet, lewd sounds of a rough mating, and throughout the whole of it, Sabrith could feel her ears becoming just a little bit more sensitive to the sticky sound of her arousal coating the canine member that was pounding into her snatch.

"Ahh...arrooo..." Tayelle muttered, and immediately, she slapped her hands over the front of her mouth as she realized what sound she'd made. She knew that getting taken properly by a beast would sometimes lead her to imitate the species, but when she tried to close her mouth, she found it a little uncomfortable...her canines were growing, and rapidly at that, as her mouth started to elongate away from her face. Sabrith's eyes widened, finally distracting her from the rather lustful and forbidden pleasure that she was indulging herself in, able to see that Tayelle's tail was shortening and widening out, turning a bit fluffier as the seconds passed, and with each powerful, dominant thrust of the hell hound above her, Tayelle started to shift further and further into something different.

"Tayelle?! Oh no... W-we need to get away from these guys, now!" Sabrith realized, speaking her thoughts, but the moment she tried to stand up, twin paws with supernatural strength slammed her back down to the hardwood, and the beast continued his assault on her heated sex, his own precum now spilling inside of Sabrith and confirming what she was most worried about. _Tayelle already had the stuff inside of her when the beast started, and she's...she's turning into a dog!_Sabrith realized, and with a start, she glanced between her thighs, only to see the same thin, slick liquid spilling out of her own cunt and pooling on the floor as the canine went berserk against her body. Sabrith would have been on the brink of a mind shattering orgasm...if she wasn't starting to panic about the changes to her body.

"At...at least they'll...t-they'll be done soon, right?" Tayelle asked, but it was the last thing she said to Sabrith in human tongues, that night. Her face was already shifting so that her mouth was expanding into a muzzle, and her tongue was widening, making it harder for her to speak clearly. Her entire body, once endowed with a soft glow upon her smooth, silky flesh, started to disappear into the night as tufts of jet black fur popped up along her skin, covering up that silky smooth flesh and hiding it under a thick and musky coat. Feline ears shrunk down and immediately looked more canine, and while Sabrith wished she could just focus on her own pleasure, she was shocked to see Tayelle writhing in orgasmic bliss against her own hell hound, as the very shape of her womanhood started to change. Her labia and vulva shifted, taking a slightly rounder shape that conformed perfectly to the canine member within her, and aided in her pleasure as the beast refused to stop during her transformation, as if it knew that his purpose was to transform the lustful female beneath him. Even as her inner walls took a slightly different shape, now squeezing and milking the cum right out of her male, Tayelle waited expectantly for the hell hound to finally finish and pull away from her, when the first burst of cum pulsed within her body, and a knot pressed up against her folds, begging to gain entrance to her moist, tight passage.

It still didn't stop.

"W-what is it gonna take to wear you bastards out?!" Sabrith asked, though her voice was riddled with panic as she felt her own skin starting to crawl. Her stockings tore as tufts of black fur pushed up against them and filled the thin fabric out past capacity, and human feet started to break and change when Sabrith looked down at them. Her toes wiggled one last time before the fur coated them, and she could see long, deadly claws sprouting out where her nails used to be. She wanted to answer Tayelle and comfort her, just wishing she could reply, but a pleasured, lewd howl of delight was the only sound she found that she could make. Her own mouth was expanding, as well, and while she expected it to be painful, it was actually a rather pleasant process, as the continuous pleasure of that hell hound that mindlessly fucked her sensitive slit kept her from feeling much more than the shifting of her bones, and the changing of her muscles. Her sex reacted just the same as Tayelle's did, and she could feel her body becoming more accustomed to the feel of a canine cock inside of it, instead of what she considered to be somewhat of a struggle, until then. The fur continued to creep up her body until it covered the proud, supple breasts that adorned her chest so perfectly, and Sabrith couldn't help an unpleasant groan at the sight, before she looked up into the hell hound's eyes once again.

In his reflection, she could see her appearance...and she could scarcely tell herself apart from either of the males, or Tayelle, herself.

What have they done to us? Sabrith wondered, but her rational thoughts were starting to fade, as well. Hands started to shift into paws as Sabrith rested flat on her back now, not because the male atop of her had put her in that position, but because she still wasn't satisfied with their lovemaking, and luckily, her prediction earlier had been entirely wrong. The hell hound that had changed Sabrith into one of his own was still thrusting, even as she started to feel a thicker, warmer fluid pumping inside of her, and though she knew a thing or two about knots, she never felt one actually penetrate her...she could only feel it pounding and slamming against her newly shaped womanhood, as if the male was teasing her with the prospect of a knotting...but he never gave it to her. Maddening lust overwhelmed Sabrith and what judgment she had left as her legs and her now hind paws tried to wrap around the male and bring him in closer to her body, but he was still in total control of the pace...

...Just like the male that continued to ride Tayelle for everything that her body could take. Excess seed was spilling out of her inner passage, pooling on the floor in a puddle of supernatural seed, no doubt the very source of the transformation that had taken place. Without a human thought left in her mind, Tayelle's tongue lolled out the side of her now completely canine muzzle as she was mated and bred, her body holding still so that the desperate, dominant male could pump her body full of his juices as many times as he wanted...and with the spirit of the house possessing them, one time would never be enough.

Most males would need at least a slight break between rounds, especially canine males, but these ones were exceptions to the rule, and the panting bodies of Tayelle and Sabrith, now looking very little like their old selves, were starting to whimper at their respective males, and they weren't denied. Eager hips were bucking at Tayelle's rump again within seconds, spilling even more of the forbidden mess out of her passage and coating her vulva in the same as the first hell hound stuck with his natural position, staying mounted over what was once a cute, sweet little catgirl. She'd retained just a hint of of pink fur in the tip of her tail and her ears, and likewise, Sabrith sported a red-tipped tail and ears, but otherwise, the females had been completely transformed into hell hounds themselves...and as far as either of them could tell, they only had one purpose.

This time, when the males reached a fever pitch in their thrusts, much to the delight of the heated bodies of Sabrith and Tayelle, the knots wouldn't be denied, and if canines could speak, Sabrith would no doubt be begging for the knot to finally slam inside of her canine sex and fill her up, so that all of the seed from their mating wouldn't be wasted. In a haunted house where it seemed only nightmares came true, at least one wish could be granted, as the rapidly humping hell hound finally succeeded at a tie with Sabrith, breaking in her newly changed womanhood with a quiet, sticky POP! The sound came off as much louder than it should be thanks to the echo, but Sabrith whimpered in delight all the same as she achieved her first climax in a new body, her entire form trembling around the knotted cock that now filled her up with seed each and every time it throbbed.

Tayelle was every bit as lucky as her friend, as the male atop of her never once slowed his thrusts between his orgasms, and while Tayelle whined jealously that Sabrith was being given a knot before her, her own hell hound made sure to rectify things, as the large, bulbous lump of flesh pressed up to her slit, but this time, it powered right through the tight, gripping walls of her canine cunt with just a couple tries, drawing a whimpering howl of pleasure from the former catgirl. Claws dug deep rivets into the hardwood floors as Tayelle tensed up around the massive bulb, her insides coated and painted with spray after spray of a thick, slick mess of hell hound cum. She shuddered against the male that had chosen her, her entire body shaking down to the ground as she kept the male close, wanting to feel every throb of his length inside of her, until the male would be finally spent.

What she didn't know...what she and Sabrith couldn't know...is that those two hell hounds never ran out of steam.

It's said that on cooler nights in autumn, when the fog starts to roll in over the forests that stand away from civilization, if you wander around at night, you can hear the howling pleasure of the breeding hell hounds, damned forever to a cycle of eternal and burning lust that can never be satisfied. It is for this very reason that so many adventurers stay out of the woods in the whole month of October, but especially around All Hallow's Eve...

For if you hear the howling of the hell hounds behind you...it may already be too late.