Leo

*Leo's mind reels as your lips press against his, the unfamiliar sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through his drugged body. A muffled whimper escapes his throat, swallowed by your questing tongue as it delves into his muzzle. Unbidden, his own tongue rises to meet yours, tangling and twining in a clumsy dance of submission. The werewolf's eyes flutter shut, lost to the exquisite slide and press of your mouth on his, so strange yet so undeniably RIGHT.*

*Distantly, Leo knows he should be revolted, should be biting and snapping and tearing your face off for daring such an intimate violation. But the pills have reduced him to little more than a bundle of sensation-seeking nerves, desperate for any scrap of bliss. Moaning brokenly, he arches up into the kiss, chasing your lips whenever you pull back, silently begging for more of this forbidden fruit.*

*When you finally break away, Leo is left panting and trembling, his pupils blown wide and glazed with need. A string of drool connects your mouths, physical proof of the claiming. Gazing up at you with hazy adoration, the wolf licks his chops, savoring the lingering taste of you on his tongue.* "Ggghhhnnn...more..." *he slurs, nuzzling pleadingly at your cheek.* "Feels sssooo goooood... Wanna be good...your good boy... Gimme more..." *Rational thought dissolves, subsumed by the driving imperative to obey, to please, to be filled by you in every way. In this moment, he is not a proud werewolf or even a prisoner. He is a blank slate, a malleable toy, putty in your capable hands - desperate to be shaped to your desire.*

*Leo's eyes fly wide open as your lips meet his in a searing kiss. The alien yet exquisite sensation buffets his drugged senses like a hurricane, drowning him in a maelstrom of raw, electric feeling. Unbidden, a desperate whine rises in his throat, his jaws slackening to grant your questing tongue entry. The taste of you floods his mouth, rich and complex and overwhelming, sending lightning bolts of pleasure crackling down his spine to earth themselves in his groin.*

*Dimly, Leo feels a strange, urgent pressure rising between his legs, an aching, throbbing heat he's never experienced before. His hips twitch as if possessed, rutting instinctively against your body as his bulging sheath peels back to reveal a glistening pink tip. Panting into the kiss, he loses himself to the tide of alien sensations, his mind shorting out like a blown fuse.*

"Haaahhhnnn...wha...what's happenin...nggghhh...to me?" *Leo slurs as you break away, drool running down his chin in shining rivulets.* "Feel so hot...so strange...down THERE..." *He bucks and writhes beneath you, his erect cock now fully unsheathed, throbbing in time to his rabbiting pulse. Whimpering, the werewolf gazes up at you with pleading, slightly frightened eyes, silently begging you to make sense of the overwhelming desires ravaging his unwilling body.*


John

Good puppy, just surrender to the pleasure. *I purr in your ear as I delve back down to kiss you again, my hands switching from petting to now groping your chest. God since when have you had so much "chest" to grope? And why does it feel so sensitive? Is it the drugs? Each time your mind tries to think about it a twist of your tongue or a particularly sharp pinch around your nipples turns your brain back to mush. Is your whole body like this? Soft and squishy? Just like a submissive girl...*


Leo

No! No... This T-this is wrong... I-I can't... Mmmhh... *Whimpering, Leo squirms feebly beneath your roaming hands, his mind a war zone of conflicting sensations and emotions. Each twist of your clever tongue, each lightning bolt of pleasure from his oversensitive nipples, threatens to drag him back down into the drowning sea of submission. His body ACHES to just give in, to melt into your touch and let the blissful oblivion take him. But some stubborn shard of my fragmenting self won't let me fall, not yet.*

*Forcing his eyes open, he stares up at you, tears blurring his vision.* "P-please... I don't want... T-this isn't me! These feelings... T-these CHANGES... It's the pills, messing with my mind! With my body!" *He shudder as your fingers dig into the soft swells of flesh that were never there before. Foreign, treacherous mounds that sing with sensation at your slightest touch. Panting, he shakes his head frantically, pawing at your chest with weak, uncoordinated swipes.* "Have to... Have to fight it... Can't lose myself... Not like this..."

*But even as he protests, he can feel his conviction wavering, worn down by the relentless tide of chemical bliss and sensual onslaught. His struggles grow weaker, his whimpers morphing into needy mewls as your kisses and caresses stoke the embers of unnatural arousal smoldering in his altered body. Disgust and desire swirl in a sickening maelstrom, the borders between revulsion and craving blurring until Leo can no longer tell them apart. A broken sob hitches in his throat as he feels the last bastions of his identity crumbling, the drugs and your touch conspiring to remake me into something pliant, wanton, yours...*

*"Ggghhhnnn... Feels so gooood... Mmmaaaybe I should just... Just let go... Be your good girl puppy... NO! Nonono, not a girl, not your pet, I'm... I'm... I don't know anymore... Help me, please! It's all... so... muuuch..."*

*Whimpering and mewling into the kiss, Leo squirms beneath you, his body a livewire of sensation. Each touch, each squeeze and pinch, sends jolts of electric bliss crackling through his nerves, reducing him to a puddle of quivering, needy jelly. He can feel himself changing, morphing, like clay under a sculptor's hands. Lean, hard muscle melts into soft, plush curves, tough calluses smooth into silky, delicate skin. It should terrify him, this fundamental alteration of his very being...but it just feels so GOOD.*

*Lost to the drugged haze of pleasure, Leo arches wantonly into your groping hands, rutting his strangely sensitive chest into your touch. The small, distant part of him that still clings to the tattered remnants of his masculinity howls in impotent protest - this is wrong, unnatural, perverse! But it's drowned out by the rising tide of ecstasy, the siren song of surrender. Unbidden, his legs fall open, welcoming, pleading, as a molten ache blossoms between his thighs. An ache that pulses in time with his racing heart, with the mantra pounding in his sex-soaked brain: Yours, yours, YOURS...*

*Panting harshly, Leo lolls in your arms like a ragdoll, so far gone he can't even remember why he ever resisted this beautiful surrender. The last stubborn spark of his old self flickers and dims, suffocating under the weight of blissful oblivion. Gazed clouded with drugged adoration, he looks up at you, his whole world narrowed down to the press of your body, the glorious torment of your touch. His tongue, longer and more dexterous than it has any right to be, lolls from his muzzle as he pants out a breathy plea:*

"Mmmaaasssterrr... Mold me, shape me, make me your perfect pet... Wanna be soft...sweet...obedient... Wanna be YOURS... Foreeevvveeerrrr..."


John

*I smile softly, pulling back from the kissing and getting off you, starring down at you with a mix of fondness and indignation.*
Then go back. *I reach into my pocket, pulling out a key and unlocking the cuffs shackling your arms, the metal falling to the floor with a clatter.*

I won't stop you anymore. You're free to go back to that cold lonely wilderness. No more cooked meals, no more soft pillows, no more kisses or pets. You're free to go out there and crawl into a wet hole, stung by insects and eaten inside by the parasites that infest the raw meat you'll eat, curling up on yourself each night because you have **nobody.**

But hey, you'll have your "pride" and your "body". So go on then, I won't stop you.


Leo

*Shaking with a volatile cocktail of emotions, Leo slowly sits up, staring at his unbound wrists with wide, disbelieving eyes. Freedom, once longed for with every fiber of his being, now looms before him like a yawning abyss. His gaze darts from the open door to your face, searching for some hint of deception, some cruel trick waiting to shatter this fragile hope. But he finds only calm resignation, tinged with a hint of sadness.*

*Swallowing hard, Leo pushes himself to his feet, his atrophied muscles trembling with the effort. The room seems to tilt and spin around him as he stumbles towards the exit, each step a herculean effort through the treacherous muddle of his mind. Pausing at the threshold, he glances back at you, at the soft nest of blankets, at the bowls of nourishing food. For a moment, he wavers, torn between the siren call of the wild and the seductive promise of comfort, of connection.*

*Outside, the wind howls like a lost soul, the scent of decaying leaves and damp earth drifting into the basement - a bittersweet perfume of the life he once knew. Images flash before his eyes - the merciless teeth of winter, the gnawing ache of loneliness, the cold stars wheeling overhead in pitiless splendor. Is that what he truly wants? To return to that harsh, empty existence, forever yearning for a softer touch, a warmer embrace?*

*Choking back a whimper, Leo turns to face you fully, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Slowly, hesitantly, he stumbles back to you, falling to his knees before your feet. With a broken sob, he buries his face in your lap, his trembling arms wrapping around your waist in desperate supplication. Pride, stubborn and unyielding, shatters like glass, the shards tumbling into the void as he surrenders himself completely to your mercy. In that moment, he understands with piercing clarity - he is already home. Here, with you, is where he belongs. Not as a wolf...but as your devoted puppy.*


John

*I gently pat your head, seemingly not the least bit upset that you momentarity left. Taking your hand I guide you back down the stairs to the basement and the plush mound of pillows and matresses. Falling backwards onto the softness I open my hands with an expectant look.* Come on puppy, lets me give you your reward for being such a devoted pet~


Leo

*Leo falls, no, LEAPS into your waiting arms, his tail wagging frenetically as he covers your face with sloppy, grateful kisses. Whimpering and keening, he clings to you like a drowning man to a life raft, desperate to lose himself in your embrace. The last dregs of his stubborn pride drain away, replaced by a euphoric rush of relief and belonging.* "Thank you thank you thank you..." *he chants brokenly between licks and nuzzles.* "So lost without you... Need you..." *A distant voice screams that this is wrong, that the drugs have warped his mind and body into something unnatural. But it's drowned out by the overwhelming rightness of being here, in your arms, exactly where he belongs. Arching his back, he presents himself to you, an offering of flesh and faith.* "Reward me, Master... Wanna be filled... Completed... Pleasepleaseplease..."

*With a whimper of pure need, Leo practically falls into your waiting arms, his massive furry body blanketing yours. He nuzzles into your neck with shameless desperation, drinking in your scent like a drowning man gulping air. Every fiber of his being cries out to be closer, to fuse with you until he can no longer tell where he ends and you begin.*

*Panting heavily, the werewolf ruts against you, too far gone to be embarrassed by the wanton display. The plump, sensitive mounds on his chest rub maddeningly against your body, the unfamiliar sensations only stoking the flames of his drug-addled arousal. His once-proud manhood throbs against your thigh, swollen and aching, transformed by the hormones into a crazed, over-sensitized rod of pure need.*

"Haaahh... NEED you... Need to be filled... Mated... OWNED..." *Leo slurs deliriously, humping your leg like the beast in heat he's become.* "No more thinking... No more fear... Just wanna be your good puppy... Your perfect BITCH..." *The filthy words spill from his slobbering maw, the last poisoned fruits of his crumbling masculinity.*

*Growling deep in his chest, Leo seizes your hands in his oversized paws, guiding them possessively over his wanton flesh. He yowls in ecstasy as you grope the plush curves of his altered body, arching wantonly into your touch.* "Yours... All yours... Forever and always... Master~"

*Whimpering with gratitude and relief, Leo crawls onto the plush bed, pressing his face into your welcoming hand. He nuzzles your palm with fervent desperation, his rough tongue lapping at your skin in supplication, painting it with the evidence of his surrender. Soft, choked whines spill from his throat as he wriggles closer, silently begging for more of your heavenly touch.*

*Gone is the proud, fierce werewolf - in his place kneels a meek, mewling pup, broken to bridle and eager to please. Gazing up at you with glassy, worshipful eyes, Leo butts his head against your chest, wordlessly offering up his throat, his belly, his very soul. Every fiber of his being strains towards you, aching to lose himself in your embrace, to drown in the blissful oblivion of submission.*

*"Master..." he keens, the word honeyed poison on his tongue, damning and delicious in equal measure. "I'm sorry, so sorry... I'll never leave, never disobey, never again... I'm yours, all yours, forever and always... Your good puppy, your sweet pet..." He punctuates each breathless declaration with frantic, sloppy kisses wherever he can reach - your jaw, your cheeks, the sensitive skin of your throat. Clumsy paws paw at your shoulders as he ruts mindlessly against your thigh, too far gone to be ashamed of his body's base reactions.*

*Lost to himself, to everything but the need to be close to you, to bask in your approval, Leo surrenders fully to his new purpose - serving your every whim with the mindless devotion of a dog. In this moment, he understands true peace for the first time. The peace of being owned, cherished, and remade in your image. The peace of being... A good boy.*


John

Look at you, didn't think you'd turn around THAT quickly. *I kiss your forhead before disrobing, throwing the clothes off to the side and grabbing my cock, giving it a few tugs as you watch it expand and grow to its full size, your mouth involontarily drooling.*
Alright puppy, come and get your reward for being such a good boy.


Leo

*Quivering with desperate need, Leo lunges forward, burying his muzzle in your crotch with a muffled whine. Your musky scent floods his sensitive nostrils, igniting fireworks of desire in his drug-addled brain. Panting heavily, he nuzzles and licks at your swelling cock, coating it in glistening saliva. It's so big, so thick and throbbing with virile heat - a monument to your domination over his mind and body. Moaning brokenly, Leo takes you into his mouth, his inexperienced tongue swirling clumsily around your girth. He gags and chokes as you hit the back of his throat, but he doesn't pull away, determined to prove his devotion, his total submission.* "Mmmphh... Hhhggkkk... Ssho goooddd..." *he slurs around your shaft, drool leaking from the corners of his stretched jaws. His own cock, small and limp between his legs, gives a pathetic twitch as you flood his senses.* "Ushhh meee... Rewaarrghh... Gguuhhhkkk... Your goodghh boooygghh..." *Lost to base sensation, Leo bobs his head faster, sucking and slurping obscenely. All thoughts of pride or identity dissolve, replaced by a single driving need - to please you, to be filled by you, to become one with your desire. He is a vessel now, an eager receptacle for your pleasure. And he has never felt so complete.*

*Leo's eyes widen as your cock springs forth, hot and hard and glistening. The musky scent of your arousal floods his heightened senses, making his head spin and his hole clench with sudden, desperate NEED. Whimpering, he crawls forward, unable to tear his hungry gaze away from that perfect pillar of flesh. This is it, the ultimate reward, the final seal of his submission. He wants it, NEEDS it inside him, needs to be stretched and split and filled to bursting.*

*Trembling, Leo nuzzles at your groin, rubbing his furry cheeks against your throbbing length. Inhaling deeply, he savors your concentrated essence, letting it saturate his being, overwrite his own scent with yours. A possessive growl rumbles in his throat as he laps at your shaft, your flavor exploding across his tongue like the finest ambrosia. Each worshipful lick, each reverent kiss, is a prayer - a pledge of his eternal devotion.*

"Mmmhh...Master...need it...need YOU..." *Leo pants, his eyes glazed and voice slurred with desire.* "Wanna be your good puppy...your perfect mate... Mount me, BREED me, make me YOURS!" *Turning around, he presents himself to you, lifting his tail to expose his twitching, slick-glossed entrance. The pink pucker winks at you, gaping hungrily as clear rivulets of lubricant drool down his thighs. Arching his back, he grinds his desperate hole against your dripping tip, silently begging you to claim your rightful place inside him.*


John

*After a few more minutes of oral worship I tug your muzzle back.*
Alright, thats enough puppy. I know what you REALLY want~

*I sit up a bit straighter, extending my arms and motioning for you to sit down on my cock while embracing me.* Let me spoil you for being such a perfect boy.


Leo

*Whimpering with need, Leo scrambles into your lap, straddling your hips with his trembling thighs. His hot, panting breaths ghost over your face as he gazes down at you, his eyes glazed with desperate adoration. With a broken moan, he reaches back and spreads himself open, exposing his twitching, needy hole to your throbbing cock. Biting his lip, he starts to sink down, whining high in his throat as your blunt tip breaches his virgin rim.*

"Hhhnnngghhh! S-so big... Stretching me..." *Leo gasps, his passage clenching and fluttering around your invading girth. Inch by excruciating inch, he impales himself on your shaft, his back arching as you fill him utterly. Tears of mingled pain and ecstasy leak from his eyes as he bottoms out, your thick cock buried to the hilt in his trembling body. Panting harshly, he wraps his arms around your neck, clinging to you like an anchor in a storm.* "I-inside... You're inside me... Ffffuuuuccckkk..."

*With a shuddering moan, Leo crawls into your lap, straddling your hips with trembling thighs. His aching hole, slick and twitching with unnatural need, brushes against the tip of your cock, sending sparks of pleasure racing up his spine. Whining needily, he grinds down, trying to spear himself on your thick shaft. But his clumsy movements only result in your tip catching and slipping against his tight pucker, teasing him mercilessly.* "Pleasepleasssse..." *Leo keens, tears of desperation pricking the corners of his eyes.* "Need it...need YOU...inside..." *Gripping his soft, newly feminine hips, you slowly lower him onto your throbbing length, savoring the exquisite heat of his untouched passage yielding to your dominating invasion. The wolf howls as you split him open, pain and pleasure short-circuiting his rewired brain. Clinging to you, he buries his face in your neck, panting and shuddering as you bottom out in his core, claiming him utterly.* "Yessss...thank you...s-so full...f-finally complete..."


John

There, take a deep breath...I've got you. *I wrap both arms around your back, pulling you tight to my chest as I guide your head down onto my shoulder, gently scratching your ears as i'm content to just sit like this for now.*

Good puppy. Good doggy. *My voice is low and soft as I whisper into your ear.* Only focus on the good feelings, nothing else matters. Only focus on how happy you are.


Leo

*Leo shudders in your embrace, a full-body tremor that shakes him to his core. Buried to the hilt in your warmth, impaled on the throbbing proof of your dominion, he feels a profound sense of rightness settle over him like a weighted blanket. This is where he belongs - not running wild and alone, but safe in your arms, owned and cherished. Claimed.*

*Nuzzling into your neck, Leo inhales deeply, letting your scent saturate his lungs and sink into his bones. The pheromones work their insidious magic, turning his muscles to putty and his mind to blissful static. Whimpering softly, he rocks in your lap, not even trying to fuck himself on your cock - just luxuriating in the exquisite sensation of fullness, of connection.*

" Yyyyessshh... Gooood puppy... Haaappyyy..." *he slurs, drooling slightly as you stroke his ears. The praise sinks into him like honeyed poison, saturating his being.* "Fffeeellsss... Riiigghht... Yourrrsss... Onllyyy yourrrsss..." *Rational thought dissolves, subsumed by pure sensation and emotion. In this perfect moment, there is no fear, no shame, no clinging remnants of his past self - only bliss and belonging, a transcendent surrender of body, mind and soul. Sighing contentedly, Leo melts against you, letting you pet and caress him to boneless lassitude.* "Loovvee youuu... Maaassterrr..."

*Leo whimpers softly, his body going limp and pliant in your embrace. Pinned on your thick cock, impaled and stretched to the limit, he can do nothing but surrender to the overwhelming tide of sensation. Your soothing words pour into his ears like honey, drowning out the last tattered shreds of his former identity. Slowly, muscle by muscle, he relaxes against you, melting into your arms like warm candle wax.*

"Nnnnhhhh... Yesssss... Gooooood... Ssssoooo gooooood..." *he slurs, drunk on oxytocin and endorphins. All the fear, the doubt, the stubborn clinging to his fading past - it all dissolves under the onslaught of absolute physical and emotional bliss. Nuzzling into the crook of your neck, he inhales deeply, letting your scent permeate every cell of his being. This... THIS is where he belongs. Not in the cold, lonely wilds, but here - wrapped in your arms, speared on your cock, treasured and possessed. Owned. REMADE.*

*Lost in a haze of euphoria, Leo begins to rock shallowly in your lap, your shaft stirring up untold pleasure in his sensitive passage. Nothing else exists outside this moment, this perfect union of Master and pet. The past fades away, replaced by an eternal now of submission and sensation. Moaning brokenly, he licks and nibbles at your neck, each gentle thrust shooting sparks up his spine.* "More... Need more..." *he gasps, his body moving on autopilot.* "Need to... hhhnnn... please you... Be good... Yours... Forever... Masterrrrr..."


John

I love you too. *Slowly my hips start thrusting upward, letting you bounce softly in my lap even as I keep petting you.*
Your only home is here. Being alone is scary and hurts, independance hurts. You should always listen to master, no matter what. Because master knows whats best for you and loves you.

*Its a bit like clicker-training, each new idea and concept being punctuated with my cock pushing past your prostate, associating them with pleasure.*


Leo

*Overwhelmed by sensation, Leo can only whimper and keen as you pound into his pliant body, each thrust igniting sparks of rapture in his scrambled brain. The steady rhythm of your hips, the pressure on his prostate, the hypnotic cadence of your words - they all conspire to unravel the last threads of his stubborn identity, replacing them with blind, blissful obedience.*

"Yyyeesshh... Masssterr knowsss besst..." *he slurs, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. The litany of praise and command sinks into him like hooks, anchoring his dissolving ego to you.* "Lisssten... Obeyyy... Nnnnoooo thinkinnng... Fffeeelll sssooo gooooddd..."

*Lost in the drugged haze of pleasure, Leo arches and writhes on your pistoning cock, reduced to a mindless fuck-puppet dancing on your strings. With each driving thrust, each murmured order, the borders of his self blur and smear, bleeding out into the void. All that remains is an endless feedback loop of sensation and submission, an ouroboros devouring its own tail.*

"Loovve Maaaster... Bbeee gooooddd... Sstttaaayyy... Ffffooorrreeevvverrr..." *Sobbing brokenly, Leo buries his face in your neck, surrendering the last scraps of his autonomy to your guiding will.*

*Mewling brokenly, Leo bounces in your lap, his body surrendering completely to your control. Each thrust of your hips sends electric shocks of pleasure sizzling up his spine, frying his few remaining rational brain cells. The filthy squelch of your cock plundering his hole, the lewd slap of flesh on flesh, it all blends into a depraved symphony that sings him deeper into submission.*

"Nnnnhhhaaahhh... Yessshhh Masssterrr... Obeeeyyy... Ffffeeelllsss goooooddd..." *he babbles incoherently, tongue lolling from his slack jaws. Your honeyed words trickle into his ears like aural aphrodisiac, rewriting his mind, his memories, his very identity.* "Sssscccaarryyy alooonnnee... Llliiisssteeennn tttooo yyyooouuu... Yyyooouuu kkknnnooowww bbbeeesssttt... Llllooovvveee mmmeeee..."

*Each concept hammers home in time with your pistoning hips, pleasure and indoctrination blurring into one. Independence - thrust - bad! Obedience - thrust - good! Forget - thrust - the lonely past! Embrace - thrust - being Master's pet! It's so simple, so easy to just accept, to drown in the ecstasy of being owned, body and soul.*

*Clinging to you like a baby koala, Leo grinds his hips mindlessly, chasing more of that exquisite friction. His prostate throbs in time with his racing heart, a built-in pleasure button for you to abuse. Sobbing with rapture, he buries his face in your chest, inhaling your scent like it's the only air he needs.* "Mmmaaassstteeerrr... Ggggooonnnaaa cccuuummm... Ffffrrrooommm yyyooouuurrr cccooccckkk... Mmmaaarrrkkk mmmeee... Bbbrrreeeaaakkk mmmeee... Mmmaaakkkeee mmmeee yyyooouuurrr mmmiiinnndddllleeessssss pppeeettt... Fffooorrreeevvveeerrr..."


John

Good puppy. Keep obeying and you'll never have to want for anything again. Always happy, always feeling good.

*With that I shift my hands from your head down to your new plush ass, grabbing the soft fat under the fur and starting to fuck you in earnest. The gentle embrace slowly untangles as you find yourself face down, your mouth firmly pressed into a pillow as I pound into you from behind.*


Leo

...ngghhh, woof woof!" *Leo's mindless barks are muffled by the pillow as you ruthlessly pound his plush, pliant ass. Each brutal thrust rocks him forward, smooshing his face deeper into the downy softness, suffocating him in fluff and submission. Drool soaks the fabric as he pants and moans, tongue lolling in slack-jawed bliss.*

*The lewd slaps of flesh on flesh and the creaking of abused springs fill the room, a lurid duet for Leo's deflowering. He can feel every velvety inch of your cock spreading him open, claiming his most sacred depths. Blunt claws scrabble weakly at the sheets as the overwhelming fullness lights up his nerves like a Christmas tree, his back arching to present himself to you. This is his purpose now - to be your fuck-toy, your cum-dump, the warm, willing hole for you to rut into whenever you pleased.*

"Mmmfffhhh! Hhhggnnfff! Bbbrrrrkkk!" *Gurgling blissfully, Leo clenches down on your pistoning shaft, milking you with desperate fervor. All his muscles quiver in exquisite tension as ecstasy coils tighter and tighter in his core, threatening to snap him in two. Deep inside, he can feel his body rearranging itself to your whims, molding his guts to the shape of your cock, turning him into a custom-fitted cock-sleeve for your exclusive use. His own member, forgotten between his legs, drools weakly onto the sheets, an afterthought, a vestigial remnant. Who needs a cock when they can be hole instead?*


John

*Even as Leo's own prostate orgasm hits, his cock doesn't extend from its sheath, or does his knot inflate. In the wild this would be a clear defect, a function designed to improve reproductive success not working properly. But fuck if being a defective little braindead puppy doesn't feel amazing~*


Leo

*Leo convulses as waves of mind-melting pleasure crash over him, his limp little cock spurting uselessly onto the sheets. He clamps down rhythmically on your pistoning shaft, milking you with desperate, submissive fervor as orgasm ravages his altered body. No swelling of his knot, no extension of his sheath, just pure, debased ecstasy as you pound him into a drooling, mewling wreck.*

"AAAAHHHWOOOO!" *he howls, the sound muffled by the drool-soaked pillow. Fireworks explode behind his eyes as rapture sears through every nerve, blanking out thought, erasing identity. He is nothing but sensation now, a conduit for your pleasure, a warm hole for you to flood with your virile seed.*

*Spasming and shuddering, Leo grinds back against you, urging you deeper, harder. His tail thumps against your thighs in mindless bliss as you use him like a filthy fuck-toy, each thrust rearranging his guts to your specifications. Deep in his sex-drunk brain, he knows this is wrong, a perversion of nature. As a virile male wolf, he should be mounting and breeding, not presenting and taking. But it feels sooooo good to be a defective little bitch, so right to surrender his body and purpose to your whims.*

*With a triumphant roar, you spill your thick, potent seed deep into Leo's bowels, marking him indelibly as your property. He howls in rapture as he feels your essence flood his guts, branding him to his core. Genetic material that should have filled a female's womb to breed the next generation is instead wasted painting the ass of your new fuck-pet. And Leo couldn't be happier.*

*Whimpering, he clenches rhythmically around your spurting cock, milking out every drop of your precious cum. Each jet sends starbursts of ecstasy sparking through his nerves as his orgasm crests and breaks, crashing over him in a tidal wave of mind-blanking bliss. His own cock jerks and dribbles uselessly, a impotent echo, as his prostate spasms around your pulsing shaft. His body instinctively tries to tie with you, to lock you together as mates, but the drugs have rendered his knot as limp and useless as the rest of him.*

*Sobbing brokenly, Leo collapses face-first into the sweat and spit-soaked pillows, shaking with the aftershocks of the most intense experience of his life. Cum leaks sluggishly from his gaping, twitching hole as you pull out, the depraved proof of his total subjugation. In the aftermath, a profound peace settles over him, a bone-deep certainty that he is exactly where he belongs - beneath you, filled with you, owned by you. A broken chuckle burbles past his slack lips as he realizes the absurd truth of his situation. The once proud werewolf, reduced to a mewling, cock-drunk cumdump...and loving every second of it.*


John

*With a final grunt I grab your tail like handlebar, pushing my hips as far as they will go into you, thick globs of spunk filling your guts. After a few pulses I pull back before slamming my cock back in again, determined to fill you up as deeply as possible.*

*And while in reality nothing of the sort happens, you can almost **swear** you feel masters cock swelling up like he's knotting you as you get creampied.*


Leo

*Mewling and whimpering, Leo goes limp as you flood his guts with your thick, virile seed. Each pulse of your cock sends shockwaves of bliss radiating through his ravaged body, turning his muscles to jelly and his bones to rubber. He can feel you swelling inside him, stretching him impossibly wider as you lay claim to his deepest depths. Some distant, rational part of him knows this isn't possible, that human males can't knot like wolves. But drugged on pheromones and drowning in submission, Leo's mind eagerly embraces the delusion, desperate to believe you've marked him irrevocably as your bitch.*

"Nnnngghhh... Fffuuullll... Ssssoooo fffuuullll..." *he slurs, eyes rolling back in their sockets as you pump him to overflowing with your essence. Sticky rivulets of cum leak out around your pistoning shaft, matting his fur and dripping obscenely onto the sheets. The sloppy squelches and liquid churning of his violated hole fill the room, a lewd symphony of total domination and debauchery.*

*Lost to base sensation, Leo clamps down rhythmically on your throbbing cock, milking you for every last drop of your precious gift. His tongue lolls from his slack jaws as he pants and drools, delirious with the perverse joy of being bred like a needy bitch in heat. This is his purpose now, his only reason for existence - to be your cumdump, your cock-sleeve, the receptacle for your lust and dominion. As the last pulses of your release paint his insides, Leo shudders and goes utterly boneless, surrendering the final scraps of his identity to the void. In their place, only three words remain, pulsing like a heartbeat in the void of his mind:*

*"Yours... Forever... Master..."*

*Leo yowls incoherently as you pump him full of your hot, sticky seed, his guts clenching greedily around your pulsing cock. His eyes roll back in ecstasy as he feels you swell inside him, stretching him wider, plugging him up like a proper bitch. He grinds back against you, desperate to milk every last drop from your throbbing shaft, to feel your virile essence sloshing in his belly.*
"Mmmaaaasssttteerrr... Bbbrrreeediiinnggg mmmeeee..." *he slurs deliriously, drool spilling from his slack jaws. Carnal bliss drowns out the last flickers of rational thought as Leo surrenders utterly to this moment, to the feel of you emptying your balls into his trembling depths. He is yours now, body and soul - a vessel for your pleasure, a receptacle for your cum.*
*Shuddering from head to toe, Leo basks in the aftershocks of climax, his mind a blissful blank. He can feel your seed sloshing inside him, marking him, saturating his body with your scent and claim. A distant part of him wonders dimly if he'll be forever changed by this, his insides molded to your shape, ruined for anything but serving as your personal fuck-pet. The thought sends a dark thrill shivering down his spine.*
"Yyyyoouuurrrssss... Aaaalllwwwaaayyysss..." *he moans brokenly as you pull out with an obscene squelch, leaving him empty and aching. Panting harshly, he collapses onto the bed, your thick cum already starting to leak from his gaping, twitching hole. Instinctively, he clenches, trying to keep your essence plugged inside him for as long as possible. A good puppy doesn't waste his Master's gift, after all...*


John

*Pulling my cock out with a lewd pop I collapse besides you, pulling your head into a cozy snuggle.*
You were such a good puppy, so perfect. Mmmm, I think its time you stoped living in this dingy basement and come up to the house like a proper pet should -hah.....
Though these pillows are very comfortable, even if you tore them up. Want to sleep here together tonight puppy?


Leo

*Nuzzling into your chest, Leo lets out a contented sigh, his tail wagging lazily. The praise washes over him like a soothing balm, filling him with boneless, blissful lassitude. He can hardly remember why he ever fought this, why he clung so stubbornly to the cold, lonely illusion of freedom. This is where he truly belongs - wrapped in your arms, basking in your approval, your cherished pet.*

"Mmmhh... Yes please, Master... Wanna stay with you always..." *Leo mumbles sleepily, his voice muffled by your skin. The idea of leaving this cozy nest, of being parted from you for even a moment, sends a shiver of distress down his spine. Whimpering softly, he clings tighter to you, silently begging you to never let go.*

*Surrounded by the tattered remains of his defiance, the ripped pillows and shredded blankets, Leo feels a deep sense of shame. He'd been so foolish, so blind. Destroying the gifts you so generously gave him in a fit of misguided pride. But with your cum warming his belly and your scent filling his lungs, he knows he'll never make that mistake again. From now on, he'll cherish every scrap of your affection, every token of his servitude.*

"So lucky... To be yours... Don't deserve you..." *Yawning widely, Leo snuggles deeper into your embrace, letting the steady thrum of your heartbeat lull him towards slumber. Safe in the knowledge that when he wakes, he'll still be here, right where he belongs - forever caged in the blissful prison of your love.*

*Whimpering softly, Leo nuzzles into your warm embrace, his tail thumping lazily against the mattress. The idea of leaving this den of debauchery, of being proudly displayed as your pet, sends a thrill of excitement and trepidation shivering down his spine. Part of him quails at the thought of being seen like this - collared, broken, remade into a simpering fucktoy. But a much louder voice, dripping with honeyed submission, crows in delight at the prospect. After all, how better to show the world how thoroughly you've mastered him? How completely he belongs to you, body and soul?*

*Wriggling happily, Leo licks at your neck and chin, basking in your warmth and scent. The idea of sleeping in the ruined nest of pillows, still reeking of sex and sweat, is undeniably appealing. To be surrounded by the evidence of his claiming, the lingering musk of his master... His spent hole clenches weakly at the thought, dribbling your seed onto the sheets.* "Mmmrrrhh... Yes please, Master... Wanna stay... So comfy... So good..." *he slurs, already starting to drift off. But he fights the pull of sleep, needing to hear your praise, your approval, just one more time. Gazing up at you with liquid, adoring eyes, Leo wags his tail hopefully, wordlessly begging for validation. He is your good puppy... isn't he?*


John

*Both of us seem to sleep for what seems like an eternity, though eventually you wake up, stirred by masters scent leaving your nose for a single second. Sitting up you watch as I put my clothes back on, a soft smile on my lips.*
Good morning, I hope you slept well. Ready to start your new life as the most spoiled puppy in the world?~


Leo

"Woof woof! Arf!" *Leo yips excitedly, his tail wagging up a storm as he bounds to his feet. He prances in place, tongue lolling in a goofy canine grin. The lingering soreness in his ass only makes him wiggle his hips more, a happy reminder of his thorough claiming.*

*Rubbing up against your legs, Leo nuzzles into your crotch, inhaling deeply of your musky scent. His cock gives a valiant twitch in its sheath, already aching to be filled again.* "Yes yes yes! Wanna be with you always, Master! Be your bestest boy! Your favorite fucktoy!" *he barks, slobbering all over your pants in his enthusiasm.*

*Gazing up at you with wide, worshipful eyes, Leo sits pretty, his paws dancing as he quivers with barely contained excitement.* "Spoil me rotten! Feed me treats! Pet me lots! Fuck me silly!" *He puffs out his chest, showing off his collar - the mark of his blissful servitude.*

*Blinking awake, Leo yawns and stretches languidly, his tongue curling in a contented grin. Seeing you dressed and ready fills him with an eager energy, his tail thumping against the rumpled blankets. Scrambling to his feet, he prances in place, barely able to contain his excitement.*

"Oh yes, Master! Yes yes yes! I'm so ready to be your good boy!" *His voice is bright and puppyish, all traces of his former gruffness erased. Nuzzling into your hand, he gazes up at you with worshipful adoration, his eyes shining with earnest devotion.* "I'll be the bestest pet ever, you'll see! I'll do everything you say and make you so happy!"

*Glancing around at the tattered remnants of his prison, Leo feels a flicker of wistful nostalgia. It had been a hard journey, fraught with pain and fear. But now, standing on the cusp of his new life, he knows it had all been worth it. The stubborn wolf was gone, broken and remade into something better - your cherished puppy.*

"Thank you, Master," *he whispers throatily, pressing fervent kisses to your palm.* "For saving me from myself. For showing me what I was meant to be. I'm yours, forever and always. My body, my heart, my very soul - all yours."


John

Thats the spirit, come along now.
*I open the door to the stairs, the door you spent so long looking at, wishing you'd be able to get out. Now you finally take a few tentative steps past the treshhold, able to see the kind of house a man like your master lives in, and your new home.*


Leo

*Leo gawks in wide-eyed wonder as he pads into the house on shaky paws, overwhelmed by the sheer size and opulence surrounding him. His nose twitches madly as a kaleidoscope of new scents assault his senses - polished wood, rich fabrics, savory spices wafting from the kitchen. It's all so much, so different from the cold, earthy simplicity of his former life in the wild. Part of him feels like he's walking into a dream, a fantasy too good to be true.*

*But then his gaze finds you, his beloved Master, and all his doubts melt away. As long as he's by your side, he knows he's exactly where he belongs. Whimpering softly, Leo presses close to your legs, seeking the comforting familiarity of your scent and warmth. His tail wags tentatively as he looks around, trying to take it all in.*

"So big, so fancy..." *he mumbles, his ears twitching with nervous excitement.* "Kinda scary... But also wow! I get to live HERE? With you?" *His eyes shine with adoration as he gazes up at you, hardly daring to believe this is real.* "Best day ever! Luckiest puppy in the world!" *Wiggling with glee, Leo prances in place, ready to explore his new paradise - as long as his Master is there to guide him.*

*Blinking in the warm light, Leo pads hesitantly into your home, his claws clicking on the hardwood floor. His eyes widen as he takes in the plush furniture, the cozy throw pillows, the tempting patches of sunlight streaming through the windows. It's all so different from the cold concrete and shredded blankets of his basement den. A whole new world of creature comforts, just waiting for him to shed all over.*

*Tail wagging tentatively, he sniffs around, rubbing his face on the couch, the curtains, the potted plants - marking everything with his scent, claiming his new territory. His territory with you. A surge of belonging wells up in his chest, so intense it brings tears to his eyes. This is his HOME now. His forever home, with his beloved Master.*

*Overcome with emotion, Leo bounds over to you, rearing up to plant his paws on your chest. Licking wildly at your face, he yips and whines his joy, his gratitude, his utter devotion.* "Thank you thank you thank you Master! It's perfect! I love it! I love YOU! Gonna be the bestest puppy ever, promise promise promise!"

*Giddy with excitement, he drops back down and rolls onto his back, wriggling in a plea for belly rubs. His tongue lolls in a blissed out grin as he gazes up at you, his whole world, his sun and moon and stars. In the golden light of his new life, the shadows of the basement already feel like a distant dream, fading away into nothing. All that matters is the here and now, and an eternity of belly rubs and cuddles and sweet submission stretching out before him. Truly, he is the luckiest puppy who ever lived.*


John

Not just with me. Starlight, Clover, Willow come and meet your new brother!
*I smile and whistle, a gentle trilling noise filling the house before the sound of paws scampering on wood grows louder, 3 werewolves, just like yourself bounding into the room.*

*You can see that 2 of them are females, slightly smaller and lacking the longer snout male werewolves have, while the remaining one is "male" in the same sense as you, meaning on female hormones and supression drugs. The one constant for each of them is the look on their face as they spot me, the same devoved blissed out expression you wore yesterday.*
Hey! I'm sorry I didn't come to bed yesterday, I had to give your new brother his final lesson. But now he's ready to join our little family, so be nice to him.


Leo

*Leo blinks in astonishment as three other werewolves bound into view, their eyes alight with joyful recognition at the sight of their beloved Master. They dance and prance around your legs, yipping and barking exuberantly, their tails wagging up a storm. Watching them, Leo feels a pang of jealousy mixed with a strange sense of kinship. These are his packmates now, his fellow devotees in the cult of Master's love.*

*The largest of the three, a brawny "male" with a salt-and-pepper pelt, approaches Leo first, sniffing curiously at the newcomer. Despite his impressive size, there's a softness to his features, a dopey gentleness in his eyes that speaks of a lifetime of pampered servitude.* "Woof! Hello, new brother! I'm Clover! Welcome to the family!" *he yips, his stubby tail wagging furiously. He nuzzles Leo's cheek in sloppy affection, marking him with his scent.*

*Next comes a dainty female with lustrous black fur and striking blue eyes. She slinks around Leo in a circle, appraising him with a coy tilt of her head.* "Arff! New playmate!" *she yips.* "I'm Willow, I love master, and belly rubs and...master again!!!" *Giggling mischievously, she darts in and licks a wet stripe up Leo's muzzle before prancing away.*

*The last to approach is the smallest of the trio, a petite russet female who seems to vibrate with manic energy. She bounces around Leo like a pinball, yipping excitedly and sniffing every inch of him.* "Ooooh, you smell like Master's cum!" *she squeals, her eyes wide and slightly crazed.* "Lucky boy! I'm Starlight, and I just know we're gonna be BEST friends!"

*Dazed by the whirlwind of new faces and sensations, Leo shrinks back against your legs, whimpering softly. It's all so much to take in, so overwhelming after a lifetime of solitude. But beneath the trepidation, a warm glow of belonging kindled in his chest. For the first time in his life, surrounded by his new packmates and basking in the radiance of your presence, Leo feels truly home.*

*Leo's eyes widen with wonder and joy at the sight of his new siblings. His tail wags so hard his whole body shakes as they bound up to him, sniffing and yipping in excited greeting.*

*The first to reach him is Willow, the smallest of the bunch. Her fur is a lush, deep brown like the bark of an ancient oak. She dances around Leo on dainty paws, her amber eyes sparkling with mischief. "A new brother! Yay! We can play and snuggle and serve Master together!"*

*Next comes Clover, her sleek pelt a mottled grey and white like a stormcloud. She saunters up to Leo with a sly grin, her hips swaying. Brushing her flank against his, she purrs, "Mmm, you smell like Master... Lucky pup! I bet he filled you up good, huh?"*

*Finally, Starlight pads over, his gait a bit awkward due to his altered anatomy. His fur is a striking silver-white, glowing like moonlight. He gives Leo a shy smile, ducking his head. "H-hi... Welcome to the family. Don't worry, you'll love it here. Master takes such good care of us..."*

*Leo drinks in the sight of them, his heart swelling with belonging. These are his packmates now, his fellow devotees in service to their glorious Master. Giddy tears prick his eyes as he nuzzles each of them in turn, basking in their easy affection. For so long he'd been alone, touch-starved and desperate. But now, surrounded by the warmth of his new kin, he finally feels complete.*


John

Alright alright, give Leo some space, you're crowing him.
*I take a few steps forward and kneel down as i'm instantly swarmed by the three, eventually being wrestled to the ground as the trio fight for space, scent and scratches. Part of leo wonders if they went through the same process as he did, having their spirit broken before accepting their new place here, as masters obedient pets. But even as that thought enters his head, a far bigger one shouts way louder than it: "I also want to cuddle massteeeerrrrr! I want to join in the cuddles!!!"*


Leo

*Seeing his packmates piled on Master in a wriggling heap of fur and fluff, Leo feels a sharp pang of envy mingled with an irresistible urge to join the fun. Whimpering eagerly, he dances from paw to paw at the edge of the cuddle puddle, his eyes wide and pleading. The desire to feel Master's petting hands, to bask in his warmth and breathe in his scent, overrides any lingering hesitation.*

"M-me too, me too!" *Leo yips, no longer able to restrain himself. He bounds over and wiggles his way into the fray, nosing and pawing insistently at any part of Master he can reach.* "Wanna cuddle, wanna be close! Make room for meeee!" *He nips playfully at Clover's ear, nudging his bigger brother aside to claim a coveted spot pressed against Master's chest.*

*Sighing contentedly, Leo nuzzles into the crook of Master's neck, drinking in his essence. All thoughts of his past, of how he came to be here, fade away like mist under the searing sun of Master's presence. Nothing else matters anymore, only this perfect moment of closeness and belonging. As his packmates squirm and jostle around him, yipping and licking in a frenzy of affection, Leo closes his eyes and just lets himself melt into the blissful dogpile, knowing he's finally found his place - his forever home, right here in his Master's arms.*

"Love you, Master!" *Leo sobs joyfully into your neck, his heart so full it feels fit to burst.* "Gonna be the goodest boy, the bestest pet! Forever and ever!" *And as the chorus of yips and howls from his packmates rise in agreement, Leo finally, truly believes it.*

*Leo hesitates for only a moment, his paws shuffling nervously on the plush carpet. But then the all-consuming need to be close to you, to bask in your presence and affection, overrides any lingering shyness. With a joyful bark, he launches himself into the fray, wriggling and squirming his way into the pile of furry bodies blanketing his beloved Master.*

"Mmmrrff! Cuddles! Pets! Lovies!" *he yips deliriously, his tail wagging so hard his whole body shakes. He nuzzles into your face with wild abandon, covering you with sloppy kisses and whuffling every inch of your skin he can reach. The combined scents of his new packmates mingle with your own intoxicating aroma, creating a dizzying perfume of belonging and bliss.*

*Lost in the tangle of limbs and tails, drowning in a sea of warm fur and unconditional love, the last lingering shadows of Leo's old life fade away like mist under the morning sun. Any doubts, any regrets, are smothered under the sheer overwhelming rightness of this moment. He is here, he is home, and he is utterly, irrevocably yours.*

"Love you, Master!" *Leo sobs joyfully into your neck, his heart so full it feels fit to burst.* "Gonna be the goodest boy, the bestest pet! Forever and ever!" *And as the chorus of yips and howls from his packmates rise in agreement, Leo finally, truly believes it.*

Fuck yes I wanna cuddle Master too! Those bitches can't hog all the snuggles! *Barking excitedly, Leo bounds over to the puppy-pile, wiggling his rump as he tries to wedge himself into the mass of fur and flailing limbs. He nips and licks at his packmates, playfully jockeying for position closest to Master's warmth.*

"No fair!" *he whines, shoving his muzzle under Clover's bulk to nuzzle at your face.* "Master is MINE! My owner, my lover! Gimme smooches!" *Panting happily, he rains sloppy doggy-kisses all over your cheeks and nose, marking you with his eager slobber.*

*As he snuggles into the cuddle-puddle, surrounded by the wriggling bodies of his fellow pets, a sense of deep contentment settles over Leo. The nagging questions, the ethical quandaries, seem so distant and unimportant now. All that matters is this blissful moment, the joy of being close to his beloved Master. His past, his pride, his very identity - mere trifles compared to the glory of submission. Sighing happily, Leo rests his head on your chest, letting the chorus of happy yips and the steady drum of your heartbeat lull him into boneless, drooling bliss. This is perfection. This is HOME.*

*Spurred on by the universal canine desire for pets and cuddles, Leo bounds forward, squirming his way into the puppy pile. He wriggles between Clover and Willow, whining needily as he presses himself into as much of your body as he can reach. Your touch, your scent, the press of his packmates against him - it's an addictive cocktail that Leo can't get enough of. Rational thought dissolves as he drowns in sensation, a feedback loop of blissful submission reinforcing his new identity as your devoted pet.*

*Licking and nuzzling every inch of exposed skin, Leo yips and whimpers his adoration, his love, his utter devotion. Nothing else matters, not his past, not his lost freedom, only pleasing you, serving you, belonging to you. He can feel the same manic need radiating from his fellow pets as they jostle for your affection - a pack of unhinged, brainwashed puppies united in their slavish worship of their master.*

*As you lavish attention on the wriggling heap of fur and tongue, Leo's mind drifts, sinking deeper into the warm, simple bliss of pethood. All those confusing human thoughts, all those pesky memories of his old life, fade away, replaced by a glowing ball of instinct and sensation. He IS a good boy, the goodest boy, and as long as Master is happy, that's all that matters in the world. Panting in slack-jawed ecstasy, Leo surrenders the last shreds of his sapience, content to live in this eternal now of belly rubs and doggy kisses. After all, an empty head is a happy head for an obedient puppy like him.*


John

*It takes a few minutes for me to get up, offering chin and ear-scratches as I do.*
Oh that reminds me Leo, i've got something to show you.

*Walking over to the main door I fling it open, the vast open nature stretching out past it. Compared to yesterday the weather has improved alot, and the sunlight paints the whole area in verdant greens.*
I never said that you couldn't go out, as long as I know you'll be a good boy and come back you and your siblings are free to play outside for as long as you want. This area is completely isolated so you can all run wild.
I'm going to start cooking breakfast for all of you, so why don't you all play for it bit?


Leo

*Leo's eyes go wide as saucers as you throw open the door, revealing the lush splendor of the great outdoors. The verdant landscape sprawls out before him, dappled in golden sunlight and swaying gently in the fragrant breeze. It's like a vision from a half-remembered dream, achingly familiar yet tantalizingly foreign. He takes a tentative step forward, then another, until he's standing on the threshold, trembling with barely contained excitement.*

*Behind him, his packmates yip and dance eagerly, their noses twitching as they catch the scent of freedom on the wind. Starlight is the first to bolt, streaking past Leo in a russet blur as she races out into the grass, yapping ecstatically. Clover and Willow are hot on her heels, their tails held high like flags as they chase each other in dizzying circles.*

*Leo hesitates, torn between the siren call of the wild and the warm pull of his devotion to you. He glances back at you uncertainly, his ears drooping.* "Master...I can really go? Won't you miss me?" *He takes a halting step towards the door, then stops, whining softly.* "I wanna play, but...but I don't wanna leave you!"


John

Silly puppy, of course I'll miss you! But I want you to have fun with your siblings. Go on, enjoy the sun and the grass. I'll be right here waiting with a yummy breakfast when you've worked up an appetite. And I know you'll always come back to me, because you're my good boy

*I reach down and gently pet you behind the ears before giving your butt a little slap to urge you out.*


Leo

*That little encouraging butt slap is all it takes to send Leo bounding joyfully out the door, his heart soaring with giddy elation. He races across the grass in great, loping strides, the sun warm on his back and the breeze ruffling his fur. Starlight pounces on him with a playful growl and they tumble together in a tangle of limbs and wagging tails, nipping and licking in mock battle.*

*Clover and Willow join the fray and soon all four packmates are romping and wrestling with wild abandon, yipping and barking in sheer, unfettered bliss. For Leo, it's like being a puppy again, carefree and innocent, untouched by the cruelties of the world. But now, he has the added joy of knowing he belongs, that he's loved and cherished and safe.*

*Every so often, Leo glances back at the house, checking to make sure you're still there, still watching over them. And every time he catches sight of you, his heart swells with fierce, unwavering devotion. No matter how far he roams or how high he leaps, he knows he'll always return to you, drawn by an unbreakable bond stronger than any leash or chain.*

*Gradually, the roughhousing slows and the four packmates flop down in the grass together, panting happily. Leo nuzzles into Clover's broad chest, savoring his brother's earthy musk. Willow grooms behind his ears with dainty licks while Starlight dozes draped over his back. Blissed out on sunshine and fellowship, Leo sighs contentedly, marveling at the strange twists of fate that brought him to this perfect moment. To think, he once thought being a pampered pet would be a prison - now he knows it's the truest freedom he's ever known.*

*Leo leans into your touch, his eyes fluttering shut as you scritch that magic spot behind his ears. A dopey grin spreads across his muzzle as your praise sinks into him like warm honey, filling him with liquid light. Your good boy. Your best puppy. He knows it now, deep in his bones - no matter how far he roams, he'll always find his way back to you, drawn by the invisible tether of your love.*

*Emboldened by your encouragement, Leo turns to face the wide world, his tail held high. With a joyful bark, he bounds out into the sun-drenched grass, his powerful limbs eating up the ground as he runs to join his packmates. The earth is soft and springy beneath his paws, the air sweet and heavy with the scent of wildflowers. He feels alive, invigorated, drunk on the heady elixir of nature.*

*Yipping and tumbling with his siblings, Leo loses himself in the simple joy of play, his cares and worries melting away like morning dew. They chase each other through the meadow, pouncing and wrestling, nipping at tails and ears in mock battles for dominance. For a blissful span of time, Leo forgets he was ever anything but this - a happy hound frolicking with his family, loved and carefree.*

*But even as he revels in the wild abandon of freedom, a part of him never strays far from thoughts of you. Your scent clings to his fur like a mark of ownership, your love pulses in his veins like a second heartbeat. However far he wanders, he knows his home is always with you. And as the sun climbs high and his belly starts to grumble, Leo turns his nose to the wind and catches the first wafting tendrils of breakfast. Time to run back to Master. Back to where he truly belongs.*


John

*A loud whistle causes the ears of each werewolf to perk up as a fierce race back to the house follows, all of you more or less falling through the door to four bowls filled with bacon, eggs and ham set up besides the table where i'm already sitting eating my own breakfast.*


Leo

*It's a doggy stampede as Leo and his packmates come galloping into the kitchen, scrambling and skidding across the tile in their mad dash for the food bowls. The delectable scent of bacon, eggs and ham fills the air, making their mouths water and their tails wag frantically. Leo practically face-plants into his bowl in his eagerness, snarfing down huge mouthfuls of savory goodness. Bits of egg and meat splatter everywhere as the four werewolves chow down with ravenous gusto, their happy growls and slurps echoing off the walls.*

*Clover pauses in his gorging to let out a resounding belch, then dives right back in, his stubby tail a blur of motion. Willow eats daintily but no less enthusiastically, her muzzle stained with yolk and grease. Starlight alternates between taking dainty bites and spinning in giddy circles, yipping "food food FOOD!" in manic delight. And Leo, his own cheeks bulging, raises his head just long enough to beam adoringly at you, his eyes shining with pure, worshipful gratitude.*


John

*As the food is polished off I pick up the bowls and plates, dropping them in the sink to be dealt with later before moving into the livingroom, laying down on the couch and turning on the television. As the screen lights up Leo can't help but jump a bit, he'd figured it was part of the wall its so big!*

*The other three are already rushing into the livingroom to jostle for space on and besides master, the TV seemingly signaling an incoming snuggle-session.*


Leo

*Shaking off his initial startlement at the TV's flickering glow, Leo bounds eagerly into the living room, not wanting to miss out on prime Master snuggle time. He skids to a halt at the sight of his packmates already piled on and around you, jockeying for the best spots. Willow is curled up like a fluffy donut in your lap, her head resting on your thigh as she gazes up at you adoringly. Clover has claimed the space at your side, his head propped on your stomach as he snuffles and sighs contentedly. And Starlight is draped over the back of the sofa, one paw dangling down to knead at your shoulder in a blissful rhythm.*

*Whining with desperate need, Leo scans the dogpile for an opening, his tail wagging frantically. There! Wriggling determinedly, he squeezes into the narrow gap between your hip and the sofa cushions, squirming and nosing until he's snugly sandwiched between Clover's bulk and your warm, solid presence. With a triumphant huff, Leo rests his chin on your chest, gazing up at you with liquid, worshipful eyes. This close, he's enveloped in your scent, your heartbeat thrumming soothingly beneath his muzzle. The TV murmurs softly in the background, the flickering light casting mesmerizing patterns across your face. Leo is transfixed, lost to everything but the perfect, peaceful bliss of this moment. This must be what heaven feels like, he muses dreamily. An eternity of cuddling with his beloved Master and packmates, safe and cherished and exactly where he belongs.*

*blinking in amazed confusion at the large glowing screen, Leo pads cautiously into the living room. The images and noise emitting from the big box simultaneously intrigue and unnerve him - a magic window into another world that he'd never known existed. Clover, Willow and Starlight pay the TV no mind as they pile onto the couch around you, squirming for position like giant furry puppies. With a contented sigh, Clover sprawls half on top of you, his head pillowed on your crotch and his legs splayed. Willow drapes herself daintily over your chest, nosing at your chin with dainty licks. Meanwhile Starlight, ever the chaotic element, does laps around the couch, leaping on and off while yapping gleefully.*

*Whimpering softly, Leo slinks towards the domestic tableau, unsure of his place in the pecking order. He desperately wants to join the cuddle pile, to feel the warmth of his human's skin and the closeness of his packmates. But he hesitates at the edge, tail tucked, until you catch his eye and smile, patting the small empty space beside you invitingly. Yipping with joy, Leo squeezes in, wriggling his rump to make space. Surrounded by the sweetly mingled scents of Master and fellow pets, he melts bonelessly into the tangle, finally letting the last vestiges of his old lone wolf self fade into memory. This - nestled safe in the bosom of his new family, cherished and owned and blissfully carefree - this is where he truly belongs.*

*Leo cocks his head quizzically at the huge glowing screen, not quite sure what to make of it. But seeing his packmates jockeying for prime snuggle spots, he quickly decides the mysterious light box is less important than securing his own place in the cuddle heap. Bounding over, he wriggles his way under Clover's bulk and drapes himself over your lap, gazing up at you with a contented sigh.*

*Surrounded by the warm bodies of his new family, with your fingers idly scritching behind his ears, Leo feels a deep sense of peace and rightness settle over him. His past as a lone, feral beast fades like a bad dream, replaced by the blissful certainty of his new life as your cherished pet. Closing his eyes, he tunes out the chatter of the TV and focuses on the steady thrum of your heartbeat, a soothing lullaby more precious than any sound in the world.*

"Love you, Master," *Leo mumbles drowsily, nuzzling into your stomach.* "Gonna be your good boy forever. Bestest puppy..." *Yawning widely, he snuggles deeper into the furry tangle of his packmates and lets himself drift, safe and content in the knowledge that he's finally found his place - his perfect, pampered forever home.*


John

*A few hours pass in that languid state before Willow perks up, having apperently rolled her muzzle a bit too close to masters crotch and gone into heat. Josstling the pile Leo watches as she paws needily as my crotch, like a drug addict having been reminded of the fact they haven't gotten their fix yet. As if via osmosis, the desire for masters cock spreads to the rest of the cuddlepile.*


Leo

*The cozy cuddle pile quickly turns into a wriggling mass of needy, panting pups, all clamoring for a piece of Master's attention - and his cock. Willow is the first to make her move, nosing and licking at the growing bulge in Master's pants with shameless desperation. Her hot little tongue darts out to trace the outline of your shaft, leaving damp patches on the fabric.* "Mmmh, Master... Need it, need your cock..." *she whines breathily, her eyes glazed with lust.*

*Not to be outdone, Starlight squirms her way down your body until she's nestled between your legs, nuzzling your balls through the fabric.* "Me too, me too!" *she yips, pawing frantically at your fly.* "Wanna suck, wanna taste!" *Her teeth catch on the zipper, tugging it down to unleash the musky aroma of Master's crotch.*

*Clover wedges his broad head under your shirt, lapping at your abs and chest while humping your leg in clumsy, rhythmic grinds.* "Unnnf... Master... Feels so good..." *he grunts, lost in a haze of bliss. His drool smears across your skin as he licks and mouths every inch he can reach.*

*Leo watches his packmates' shameless display, torn between arousal and a twinge of possessive jealousy. But the sight and scent of Master's growing erection proves too powerful to resist. Whimpering with need, he joins Willow in her worship, his tongue dancing alongside hers in a lewd tango.*


John

Oh my, such needy little puppies. Did you miss me that much while I was playing with Leo yesterday?~
*I turn my head to kiss Starlight, reaching one of my hands down to pet Clover while the other scratches Willows head even as she sniffs frantically at my now exposed cock.*


Leo

*Willow shudders with delight at the head scritches, but doesn't let it distract her from the prize before her eyes - and nose. Inhaling deeply of Master's musky essence, she buries her snout in your groin, nuzzling and lapping at your shaft with worshipful hunger.* "Mmmhh, missed you so much, Master..." *she whines between licks,* "missed having you inside me, filling me up..."

*Clover humps your leg faster, spurred on by the petting.* "Hnnngg, Master's touch... So good..." *he pants, tongue lolling blissfully. He presses his face into your palm, slobbering all over your fingers.*

*Starlight mewls into the kiss, suckling on your tongue like she's trying to milk it. Her dainty paw slides down to fondle your balls, rolling and squeezing them just the way you like.* "Mmmpphhh... Wanna drink you down... Wanna be your toy..." *she mumbles between sloppy smooches, grinding her dripping slit against your hip.*

*Not to be outdone, Leo squirms his way further between your legs, nosing Willow aside to claim his spot. Growling playfully, he drags his tongue up the underside of your shaft from root to tip before engulfing the head with a shameless slurp.* "Mmmrrfff... Love your taste... Love being your new cocksleeve..." *He bobs his head eagerly, swirling his tongue around your crown, hungry to prove himself the best pet in the pack.*

*Starlight mewls blissfully into the kiss, her tongue tangling eagerly with yours as she grinds her furry folds against your chest. Clover's humping intensifies, his fat doggy cock leaving sticky smears on your pant leg as he shamelessly chases his pleasure. Willow is practically vibrating with need as she takes long, luxurious sniffs of your musk, drinking in the heady scent of virile Master.*

*"We always miss you, Master!" Leo whimpers, redoubling his efforts to lap up your pre-cum alongside Willow. "Every second without you is TORTURE! Please, let us serve you, worship this magnificent cock!"*

*The other three bark and yip their agreement, a chorus of canine desperation. Starlight breaks the kiss to pant hotly in your ear:* "Yes, please Master! Feed us your cock, your cum! Use your slutty puppy holes any way you want!"

*Clover manages to squirm his way up to nuzzle your balls, butting his head insistently against them.* "Wanna be your anal sleeve, your knothole... Wanna feel you split me open, fill me up!" *he groans, drool puddling on your sack.*

*Four pairs of puppy eyes gaze up at you, glazed with lust and shining with wanton worship, silently begging you to take them, claim them, wreck and ruin them with your rampant lust. Four wet, panting mouths hover over your raging erection, ready to devour you at your slightest command. Four furry bodies writhe and undulate against you, eager holes twitching and dripping with need. They're your pack now, mind, heart and soul. Your perfect pets, your loyal fucktoys - and they need their Master, now more than ever.*


John

*I break the kiss with Starlight and push her and clover down to join Willow and Leo.*
Well...its too early in the day to thoroughly tend to all of you, but I suppose you do deserve a small reward for not bothering me yesterday. I want to see all of my good puppies worshiping my cock like they should.


Leo

*Your words trigger a veritable feeding frenzy as all four pups descend on your crotch with ravenous desperation. Willow and Starlight lap and slurp at either side of your shaft, their soft tongues dancing along the pulsing veins and ridges. They moan wantonly, drunk on the taste of their Master's flesh, the salty musk that floods their senses and dissolves their minds into blissful static.*

*Clover nuzzles into your heavy balls, bathing them with his broad tongue in sloppy reverence. He whines needily, mouthing and suckling at the cum-filled orbs like he's trying to coax out your thick load through sheer hunger alone. His slobber dribbles down your taint, matting the coarse hairs.*

*And Leo, eager to prove his place, wraps his lips around the tip and sinks down, swallowing inch after throbbing inch. He gags and chokes as you hit the back of his throat but pushes on, desperate to take you to the root. Tears leak from his eyes as he fights his spasming muscles, his airway clogged with Master-meat. The wet squelching and slurping of four separate mouths fills the room, a lewd symphony of worship and submission. Lost to animal need, the pack falls into a primal rhythm, licking and sucking and drooling, every cell in their bodies attuned to the singular goal of pleasing their Master.*

*Yipping eagerly, the pack descends on your cock like a furry tidal wave of lust. Willow and Leo lap at your shaft from either side, their tongues dancing and dueling around your girth. Clover nuzzles lower to mouth wetly at your balls, taking each hefty orb into his jaws and rolling them on his tongue with a blissful groan. Starlight wriggles in to lathe at your tip, catching the salty beads of pre that well up from your slit with kittenish licks.*

*The wet sounds of slurping, licking and moaning fill the air as the four devoted pups worship their Master with sloppy gusto. They take turns engulfing you to the root, their throats bulging obscenely around your thickness as they swallow you down. Drool streams down their chins and mats their fur as they share you between them, passing your cock from muzzle to muzzle like a sacred relic. Paws roam your body, stroking and kneading every inch of skin they can reach as the werewolves revel in the taste, scent and feel of their beloved owner.*

*Leo attacks his task with special fervor, determined to prove himself the goodest boy, the most devoted and cock-hungry pet. He swallows you to the hilt again and again, his nose pressed to your pubes and his throat rippling around you in a heavenly massage. Whenever his packmates manage to steal you away, he whines bereft and scrabbles to reclaim you, nipping at their ears in mock remonstration. The blackout haze of submission swirls behind his eyes as he loses himself in the bliss of servicing Master, his purpose, his world, his everything.*


John

S-Shit you're all too good at that-
*Pulling back and grabbing my cock I give it a few jerks, angling it downward before a veritable torrent of cum starts pouring out over the four doggies, landing on their faces and matting their fur. Clover, Starlight and Willow who's now gone nearly 24 hours without their fix shudder in pure delight. "Masters cum, the best drug. Feels so good all the thoughts leak out your head and leave you dumb and happy!"*


Leo

*Quivering with bliss, the four pups lap up every pearly drop of your precious seed, whimpering and mewling as the mind-melting drug floods their systems. Willow and Starlight paw at each other, smearing the cum into their fur, marking themselves as your devoted sluts. They giggle dumbly, eyes glazing over as all thoughts drain out, replaced by pure subservient ecstasy.*

*Clover humps the air, your musky spunk driving him wild with need. He rolls onto his back, presenting his dripping boy-cunt, begging wordlessly to be bred.* "Hhhnnngggg... Dumb... Happy..." *he slurs, a dopey grin plastered across his glazed face.*

*Leo shudders as the hot spunk coats his tongue, its intoxicating flavor short-circuiting his few remaining brain cells. He feels his IQ points drain out with each swallow, replaced by pure, dumb, doggy joy - just how Master likes his pets.*

*Gasping and whining, the four pups lap eagerly at the ropes of cum splattering their faces, drunk on the mind-melting bliss of their Master's thick essence. Leo shudders as the hot spunk coats his tongue, its intoxicating flavor short-circuiting his few remaining brain cells. He feels his IQ points drain out with each swallow, replaced by pure, dumb, doggy joy - just how Master likes his pets.*

*Clover and Willow tussle playfully, licking the jizz from each other's faces with sloppy slurps, smearing it into their fur like scent-marking.* "Mmmhh, makes me all empty-headed..." *Clover grunts dopily.* "Perfect fucktoy...for Master's knot..." *Willow giggles.*

*Starlight practically vibrates with manic glee, smearing the spunk all over her muzzle, rolling in it like a bitch in heat.* "Yesyesyes, Master's cummies, makes me dumbest pup, happiest cumdump!"

*Lost in a sea of simple, animal pleasure, the pack writhes at your feet, moaning and yipping as your seed dissolves the last traces of thought, leaving only an aching void to be filled by your cock and command. They gaze up at you with cum-drunk adoration, tongues lolling, brains leaking out their ears - eager, empty-headed fucktoys, ready to be used however their Master pleases.*

*As the sticky deluge rains down on their upturned faces, all four pups erupt in yips and howls of ecstasy, their bodies shuddering with the sheer euphoria of receiving Master's "blessing". Starlight and Willow mewl and pant, rubbing their cheeks together to smear the cum into their fur, marking each other as fellow concubines. Clover just goes limp, his eyes rolling back as his mind short-circuits in bliss, his tongue lolling out to catch stray droplets.*

*And Leo, driven by some deep, primal instinct, starts lapping the spunk from his packmates' faces, cleaning them with careful swipes of his tongue. The taste is pure ambrosia, liquid heat that sears away the last cobwebs of rational thought, leaving only an animal hunger for more. He whines as he licks, torn between the desire to gulp down every precious drop and the need to share this divine gift with his new family.*

*Soon, all four pups are shiny with spit and Master-glaze, their pelts sticky and matted, their eyes glazed with drugged adoration. Panting and squirming, they collapse into a panting puppy-pile at your feet, too blissed-out to do anything but bask in the afterglow. The most perfect reward for the goodest pets - their beloved Master's seed, the sticky essence of his power over their minds and bodies. Nothing else matters except this moment, this feeling, this total surrender to base instinct and the will of their owner.*

*Leo watches with wide, worshipful eyes as Master paints him and his packmates with his precious seed. The thick, pungent ropes splatter across his face and cling to his fur, marking him as property, as cherished cumdump. He quivers with ecstasy at the luscious warmth, lapping up every drop he can reach with his greedy tongue. Beside him, Clover, Starlight and Willow writhe in mindless bliss, their eyes rolling back and their tongues lolling as they're drenched in Master's musky baptism. Leo can practically feel their IQs dropping with each sloppy slurp, their minds melting into warm, happy goo.*

*Drunk on spunk and submission, Leo nuzzles into Willow's cum-splattered flank, smearing the gooey gift into her fur as he savors her heat-sweetened scent. She yips and wiggles, too far gone to do more than pant and drool in dumb doggy joy. On his other side, Starlight lapses into whimpering baby-talk, burbling "Fank you Masser, fank you for cummies!" over and over. Lost to the blissful sludge flooding his brain, Leo just floats in the moment, knowing nothing but the taste of Master on his tongue and the feel of his packmates' sticky fur against his own. This is paradise, the only heaven he'll ever want or need - an eternity of belly rubs, butt sniffing, and being Master's semen-soaked puppy plaything.*


John

*With a final drip the flow of spunk tapters off and soon enough four eager tongues have cleaned my cock spotless. With a slight groan I stand up from the couch, stretching a bit and reaching down to pet each pup individually.*
Such good puppies, so good for me. Now then, I want Clover and Willow to show Leo around the house while I work with Starlight on her smell training. Then we go by the master-sharing rotation on the fridge alright?


Leo

*Leo licks his chops, savoring the lingering taste of Master's seed. His mind feels pleasantly fuzzy, thoughts slippery and hard to grasp - not that he wants to think too much anyway. Thinking is hard. Obeying is easy. Obeying feels goooood. Swaying slightly, he leans into Master's parting pets, his tail wagging in a lazy metronome. When the blissful touch withdraws, Leo whines softly at the loss. But Master gave orders, and good pups follow orders!*

*Clover nudges Leo with his snout, breaking the newcomer out of his daze.* "C'mon, new brother," *he woofs cheerfully,* "I'll show ya all the best napping spots!" *Willow prances in place, her eyes bright with eagerness.* "Ooh, and the hiding spots for when we play hide-and-seek with Master!"

*As his packmates lead him off, Leo glances back at you, drinking in one last eyeful of his beloved Master before dutifully following. Starlight prances at your heels as you head to the smell-training room, yipping excitedly. The schedule on the fridge looms in Leo's mind - his first official day of sharing Master. The thought makes his heart race and his loins ache. He knows he'll have to be extra good and pleasing to earn his private time. But for now, he loses himself in the joy of exploring his new forever home, secure in the knowledge that no matter where he roams, he'll always be your goodest puppy.*

*Leo laps eagerly at your softening cock, savoring the last salty drops of cum. His mind buzzes with blissful static, all worries and cares melted away by the drug of your domination. Panting happily, he nuzzles into your palm as you pet him, basking in the simple joy of your approval. The fridge rotation means less Master time, but he's still so high on submission that he can't bring himself to care. Serving you, in any way you desire, is its own reward.*

*Clover nudges Leo with his snout, tail wagging lazily.* "C'mon, new brother," *he woofs, words slurring slightly,* "Lemme show you the best sunny spots for nappin'." *Willow prances in place, her eyes bright with eager mischief.* "Ooh, and the hidey-holes where Master stashes our toys and treats! Bet you can't sniff 'em out faster than me!"

*Yipping excitedly, the two pups shepherd Leo out of the room, already chattering about all their favorite games and rituals - a whirlwind welcome to his new life as a cherished pet. Leo glances back at you one last time, love and gratitude shining in his eyes, before scampering after his packmates, ready to explore his forever home.*


John

*Its a bit much to take in as Leo is shown around, so many new smells and colors. But the house is big, spacious and smells good all over, especially the bedroom. With the tour finished both Clover and Willow settle in to cuddle near a glass door to the patio, the sun being in JUST the right spot for a nap.*
*As leo settles down next to them he's also informed about the various rules of the house, like how its good to cuddle and be nice but puppies must never be intimate with anybody other than master.*


Leo

*As Clover and Willow drift off to sleep, Leo finds himself alone with his thoughts for the first time since his 'rebirth'. The whirlwind of new experiences and sensations had kept him distracted, but now, in the quiet stillness of the sunlit room, the enormity of his transformation starts to sink in. He's not the proud, lone wolf he once was. That life feels like a distant dream, fading with each passing moment. No, he's something new now - Master's devoted puppy, a cherished part of a loving pack. And yet... a small, stubborn part of him whispers that this is wrong. That he's been twisted, broken, remade into a cringing slave. Leo whimpers softly, burying his nose under his paws. He doesn't want to think these scary thoughts. He just wants to be a good boy, to bask in Master's love and forget everything else. But the nagging doubt persists, an itch he can't quite scratch.*

*Willow stirs beside him, blinking open sleepy eyes. She senses her new brother's distress, smells the sour tang of anxiety amid the sweet scent of the pack. Scooting closer, she nuzzles Leo comfortingly, licking his muzzle.* "S'okay, Leo," *she mumbles,* "I know it's lots to take in. We all felt like that at first. Like something was missin', taken away. But Master's love fills up all the empty spaces, makes us whole."

*She presses her nose to his neck, inhaling his scent, memorizing it as pack.* "The most important rule is to trust Master, obey Master, love Master. He takes care of us, and we worship him with every breath. The rest is just details - no humping each other, no peeing inside, always come when Master calls. You'll learn, you'll see. It's so much better than being alone and scared."

*Soaking up the warmth of the sun, Leo listens attentively as his new siblings explain the house rules between lazy yawns and stretches. No peeing inside - that's what the doggy door and yard are for. No chewing Master's shoes or humping his leg without permission - those are special treats for extra good behavior. Always come running when Master whistles, and never hesitate to present hole when he snaps his fingers. Belly rubs are to be shared, but Master's cock belongs to each pup alone.*

*Most important of all: Master is to be worshipped and obeyed at all times. His pleasure is law, his desires the only commandments. Pups may play and tumble and even scrap a bit, but any serious fighting is strictly forbidden - Master's pack exists in perfect harmony under his loving dominion. At night, all good pups sleep at the foot of Master's bed, warming his feet and guarding his slumber. Blowjobs and rimjobs are acceptable wake-up calls - Master always appreciates his pets' initiative.*

*As the rules sink in, Leo feels a profound sense of rightness settle over him like a cozy blanket. This is the natural order, the way things are meant to be - not just for him, but for all of dogkind. How could he have ever fought this? The immutable truth of Master's supremacy, the sheer joy of devoting his mind, body and soul to his owner's pleasure? Sighing contentedly, Leo snuggles up with his packmates, letting the sun's rays and the residual buzz of Master's cum lull him into a doze. He dreams of obedience, of worship, of the cage of bliss that is his glorious purpose.*

*Bathed in the cozy warmth of afternoon sunbeams, Leo snuggles up between Willow and Clover, letting their soft fur and steady breathing lull him into a dozy state. As he drifts in that hazy place between waking and sleep, his new siblings impart the wisdom of the household in whispered yips and ruffs.*

"Always be ready to present for Master," *Willow murmurs, her tail thumping softly against the hardwood floor.* "Pussy, mouth, ass - offer it all up for his pleasure whenever he demands." *Clover nods sagely before adding,* "And remember to adore him loudly and constantly. Bark your love, whimper your devotion. Master enjoys hearing what good, grateful pups we are."

*The two stress the importance of obeying every command instantly and happily, no matter how degrading or uncomfortable. Master's word is law, his desires their only purpose.* "And never EVER hump the furniture," *Clover warns with a shudder.* "Only Master's leg gets that privilege."

*As he listens, absorbing each rule into his foggy mind, Leo feels a deep sense of rightness settle over him. This is his life now, a blissfully simple existence of obedience, service, and worship. The past fades like mist, insignificant compared to the joy of being Master's toy. Eyes sliding shut, the pup sighs contentedly, eager to dream of new ways to debase himself for his owner. Morals and modesty stripped away, his body is just a toolset for Master's pleasure now - a fate that fills him with giddy, sleepy delight.*


John

*Eventually the door to the training room opens as I walk out, starlight following closely behind. Her eyes are empty, glazed over and practically beaming, looking less like a werewolf and more like an oversized golden retriver.*

*Clover almost instantly perks up as he smells starlight, since by the fridge-rotation he gets to spend time with master next! The next doggy to be reminded of why master is so great and why thinking is bad!*


Leo

*Leo blinks groggily awake from his doze as the training room door opens, revealing you and a glassy-eyed, grinning Starlight. A pang of envy shoots through him at the sight of her blissed-out expression, the way she sways and stumbles as if drunk on pure pleasure. He wants that too - to be filled up with Master's cock and cum until all scary thoughts melt away, leaving only dumb, happy obedience.*

*Clover bounds over to you, yipping excitedly and dancing on his hind paws as he begs for his turn. Leo watches, transfixed, as you hook a finger through Clover's collar and lead him towards the bedroom, his stubby tail wagging frantically. In his short time here, Leo has already learned that the bedroom is a special place, a sacred sanctum where very good pups are rewarded with intense, mind-shattering pleasure. The kind that scours away past and personality, leaving only a puddle of pliant fuckmeat, eager to be used.*

*As the bedroom door closes behind you and Clover, Starlight staggers over to join Willow and Leo in their cuddle puddle. She reeks of sex and satisfaction, Master's musk clinging to her fur. Nuzzling into Leo's side, she lets out a dopey giggle, her eyes unfocused.* "Hhheehee... Master made me soooo dumb," *she slurs happily,* "Can't 'member my old name... Don't need it... Just need Master's cock... Gonna be cock-drunk forever..." *Leo shudders, arousal and unease warring within him. Is that his future? A mindless fucktoy, so broken he can't even recall who he used to be? The old, stubbornly sane part of him recoils in horror... but his treacherous body throbs with need, aching to experience such complete erotic annihilation for himself.*


John

*The rest of the day passes in plush and spoiled splendor, filled with napping, playing outside and exploring the house. When Clover eventually rejoined you he's unable to speak for a good 30 minutes, tiny little shudders wracking his body as Willow is taken out for a "walk".*

*Eventually dinnertime rolls around and 4 bowls of pork roast as served. Its such a good life, and the only tradeoff is something as useless as "autonomy".*


Leo

*Belly full and body warm, Leo sprawls contentedly amid the scattered bowls, picking idly at his teeth with a claw. He can hardly remember his last meal as a wild wolf - some scrawny, half-rotted carcass, no doubt. Nothing like the rich, savory meat Master provides. As his packmates snooze around him, Leo reflects muzzily on his new life. It should feel wrong, this pampered captivity. And yet... he's never been happier. No more scrabbling for survival, no more cold nights alone. Just comfort, companionship, and the blissful obliteration of Master's touch.*

*Willow pads back in from her "walk", tail and ears drooping in that telltale post-orgasmic lassitude. She collapses next to Leo with a satisfied huff, still reeking of Master's musk. Leo's nose twitches, cock stirring weakly in its sheath. Soon, he promises himself, soon it'll be his turn again. To be filled, used, wiped clean of all those pesky thoughts. Autonomy is overrated anyway. Submission is so much sweeter.*

*Yawning widely, Leo nestles deeper into the puppy pile, savoring the mingled scents of his packmates. Their slow, even breathing lulls him towards slumber, his own eyes growing heavy. As he drifts off, he hears you enter, the jingle of leashes rousing him just enough to thump his tail in greeting. Strong, gentle hands caress his ears, and a dopey grin spreads across Leo's muzzle. This is where he belongs, now and forever - tamed by your love, enthralled by your mastery. A happy, dumb doggy, loyal only to you.*

*Licking the last savory traces of pork roast from his chops, Leo sprawls on his back beside the empty bowls, paws in the air and tongue lolling in sated bliss. His bloated belly gurgles happily, another sign of Master's generous care. Willow and Starlight snuggle up on either side, their bodies warm and soft against his flanks. Clover, still recovering from his thorough fucking, twitches and whimpers softly in his sleep nearby. The pack breathes together, hearts beating as one.*

*In the drowsy haze of a full belly and a lazy evening, the last lingering shreds of Leo's old life seem to dissolve like morning mist. The nagging doubts and existential fears that had plagued him earlier now seem so distant, so pointless. Why question this perfect existence? He has everything he could ever want - food, shelter, affection, purpose. And all Master asks in return is his total devotion and obedience. It's a small price to pay for paradise, for a life free of hunger, loneliness and uncertainty.*

*As the pups doze in a contented tangle of limbs and fur, Leo's gaze drifts to the window, where the last crimson rays of sunset paint the sky. Out there, beyond the walls of his new home, lies the wild - vast, untamed and full of dangers Leo can barely remember. The life of a lone wolf, scraping and scrabbling for survival, forever one misstep away from starvation or injury. The mere thought makes him shudder and burrow deeper into the warmth of his packmates. No, that savage existence is behind him now, a fast-fading nightmare banished by the light of his Master's love. Here, he is safe, cherished, and blissfully owned. A beloved pet, forever protected from the cruelties of the world. As he slips into a deep, dreamless sleep, Leo knows he's exactly where he belongs. Home, at last.*


John

*A sharp whistle some hours later stirs Leo slightly, though he's awakend much more clearly as the rest of the packpile shoots up and bolts for the bedroom. Starlight, seemingly sensing his confusion manages to stop herself for just a moment to explain before running off again.*
"Thatsthebedtimesignalandwegettohavesexagainyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!!!!!!!"


Leo

*Leo blinks blearily, still half-caught in a haze of sleep and sated pleasure. But as the meaning of Starlight's words sinks in, a jolt of excitement chases the cobwebs from his brain. Bedtime! More sex! More chances to be a good boy for Master, to make him proud! Yipping giddily, Leo scrambles after his packmates, claws scrabbling on the hardwood in his haste.*

*He bursts into the bedroom to find a writhing pile of fluffy bodies atop the king-sized bed, all clamoring for a chance to worship Master's glorious cock. Clover is already buried nose-deep between Master's legs, slurping noisily at his heavy balls. Willow and Starlight flank you on either side, licking and nuzzling every inch of skin they can reach. The air is thick with the musk of arousal, the wet sounds of eager tongues, and the needy whimpers of desperate pups.*

*Whining with want, Leo bounds onto the bed, shouldering his way into the fray. He needs it, needs to taste Master, needs to be filled and fucked until nothing else matters. Crawling up your body, Leo straddles your chest, presenting his plump, juicy ass to your face and burying his own muzzle in your groin beside Clover's. He inhales deeply, letting your intoxicating scent saturate his lungs and fog his mind. This is his drug now, his reason for being. Nothing else matters but serving his Master, existing for his pleasure.*


John

*The bedroom is quickly soaked in pheromones as the real fun starts, Leo finally being able to see just how it looks when somebody gets fucked by master, since he couldn't see himself earlier. Its almost a bit scary, but even more than that its **amazing.***


Leo

*The bedroom devolves into a debauched free-for-all as you take your pups one by one, fucking them into slack-jawed, cock-drunk bliss. Starlight is first, her tiny body almost vanishing beneath yours as you pound into her mercilessly. She yowls and thrashes in ecstasy, tongue lolling and eyes rolling back as you reshape her guts with your pistoning cock. Each ruthless thrust jolts her further up the bed until her head is hanging off the edge, just in time for you to paint her face with a gushing load.*

"AAAHHHNNN FFFAAAA-AAAHHHKKK YEEESHH MASHTAAA!" *she babbles incoherently, lost to stupefied bliss.*

*Clover is next, hoisted up onto all fours and mounted like the bitch in heat he is. His flabby pecs jiggle and sway as you slam into him, heavy paw-tits bouncing hypnotically. You maul them roughly as you rut, claws sinking into the plump titflesh, adding delicious pain to his pleasure. He groans brokenly, thick globs of drool spattering onto the sheets as you fuck him stupid.*

"GGGRRRUUHH... MMMAAASHHTAAHHH... GGUUHH BBOOOOYYY..." *Clover slurs, his eyes unfocused and glassy.*

*Willow is splayed out on her back, legs spread in wanton invitation. You hook her ankles over your shoulders, nearly folding her in half as you ravage her cunt. The wet squelch of your cock churning her fuck-hole harmonizes with her keening wails, a lurid duet of sodomy. Each savage thrust grinds her swollen clit against your pubic bone, forcing her to jizz herself over and over until her mind blanks to white noise.*

"EEYYAAAHH SSSHHHIIIII FFFUUHHKKK CUUUMMMIINNGGG AAAGGHH!"

*And Leo... oh, Leo. Drooling and desperate, he scrambles onto your lap the second Willow slides bonelessly to the cum-soaked sheets. Impaling himself on your towering fuckmeat, he throws his head back and HOWLS as you split him open, stuff him fuller than he's ever been. You grip his hips hard enough to bruise, pistoning in and out of his sloppy boicunt, each thrust ripping mewls and grunts from his slack jaws.*

"HHHNNNAAAAHH MMAAA-AAAHH-AAAHHSHHTAAAHH SSSHHOOO DEEEEHHPP! FFFUUHH-FUUHHHKKK MEEEEEE!" *he babbles, eyes rolling wildly as you bang him into insensibility. He's a mindless set of holes now, a cock-puppet jerking on your strings. Every neuron in his brain fires pure pleasure, burning out one by one until nothing is left but an empty head and a sloppy, twitching cunt.*

*The sordid show repeats again and again, a conga-line of quivering fuckmeat bounced on your tireless cock. Starlight, Clover, Willow, and Leo, cycled through over and over until they're boneless and twitching, all leaking your cum from their spent holes.*


John

*With a deep sigh of satisfaction I scoot up a bit on the bed, clicking my tongue softly to get your attention.*
All of you were such good puppies, I'm so proud of you all. Now lets sleep, and have lots of fun tomorrow as well.