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When we reached her bedroom door, she reached behind her and opened it. Tina bounced out excitedly. The smell of her lust hit me. Paige yanked me through the door, and quickly closed it behind us, leaving poor Tina whining in the hall, and sniffing under the door.

The room was permeated with the powerful smell and effect of Tina’s scent, and Paige’s just added to it. Paige was undressed in seconds, and her erotic scent hit me even more powerfully. I was already losing control as she sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, giving me that “come hither” look. She was just starting to say something when I dove between her legs and plunged my muzzle into her womanhood. Her intoxicating scent filled my brain. Without consciously thinking about it, I licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clitoris in one swipe of my tongue.

She jerked as if shocked with electricity, and sucked in her breath. I licked again, covering even more territory, from her puckered anus to the top of her labia. She threw back her head and spread her legs wider, inviting me in further. I started licking her harder and faster. The suppleness, strength, and length of my tongue amazed me, and certainly was pleasing Paige. Her juices were flowing freely now. My tongue parted her labia and I plunged it in deeper searching for the source of that sweet flow.

My tongue found her vaginal opening, and I was astonished to find that I could thrust it deeply inside her. There was the source of her love juice! My tongue automatically shifted into overdrive and I licked as fast as I could, going deeper and deeper into Paige’s love canal. Her cunt started spasming and clenching at my tongue as she moaned loudly and fell into the rigors of her first orgasm. My cock had started to swell and snake out of its sheath, and I was struck with the overpowering urge to mount her. I could feel pre-cum already beginning to squirt out of my cock.

Quickly raising my head and chest, I grasped her hips on both sides and pulled my hips up between her legs, positioning my cock at the opening to her vagina. She was laying on her back on the edge of the bed, her butt hanging over the edge somewhat. Paige’s eyes were tightly shut, but popped open and met mine, locking into them bizarre bestiality.

“Scott, take me. f*** me hard… Make me your bitch,” she said in a husky but pleading tone.

I replied by pushing about six inches of my already well-lubricated shaft into her. She gasped and threw her head back again. Then pulled her feet up off of the floor and wrapped her legs around me, with her ankles behind my butt, pulling me into her. I started stroking into her going deeper each time. Within a few more strokes, my knot was banging into her labia. It was still somewhat soft, but was already of a formidable size. Feeling it against her cunt lips, Paige pulled me tighter into her with her legs. There was resistance for a second, Paige moaned loudly and thrust her hips up hard against mine, then my knot stretched her labia wide and popped inside of her.

She clamped down on my cock and knot with her vaginal muscles, pulling my knot even deeper into her vagina. The intense pleasure was so overcoming that the canine instincts took me over completely and my hips went into an uncontrollable, jack-hammering, fury of wild hunching. I pounded my cock into her with every ounce of my energy. I was panting uncontrollably, with my tongue lolled out of the side of my mouth.

I looked down and could see the end of my cock moving inside her, behind and above her navel. Bowing my neck, I started lavishing rough licks onto her breasts and nipples. Paige’s body went rigid as she was wracked by another orgasm. She grabbed the fur on my flanks and pulled me even harder into her, as she ground her hips into mine. My cock and knot were still swelling inside her.

“f*** ME!! OH GOD, f*** ME!!!!” she yelled.

I licked her throat and gently nibbled and nipped at it, and she started bucking against me in one orgasmic seizure after another. I could feel my balls contracting and my load building up pressure in the roots of my cock my experience into bestiality. Her cunt was stretched to the limit and was still squeezing my dick with incredible force. My cock was so hard, it felt like it was going to burst, and the intense pleasure radiating through my body pushed me on towards climax. Then I felt an incredible volume of semen start to rush down the length of my penis. My cum boiled out of my cock in massive, hot jets, pouring into and inflating her uterus.

As my orgasm subsided, I started licking her breasts and nipples again, causing Paige’s orgasms to continue. I tried to suck one of her nipples and was glad to find that I still could, even with my long muzzle, however, I couldn’t develop the vacuum I formerly could. When Paige’s orgasms began to subside, she reached up and enveloped me in a tight hug, burying her head in the fur of my neck and nuzzling against me. I could feel my balls still contracting, one after the other, and my cock still spurting little jets of my jism deep into her womb, distending it, and causing her tummy to pooch out like she was about five months pregnant. Her vagina was clamped tightly closed against the back side of my knot, keeping a constant tension on my cock, pulling it deeply into her. I was panting with my tongue hanging out, and was silently thanking God for her, while deeply enjoying the feeling of our tie.

Then it hit me: a stabbing, burning pain that emanated out of the center of my chest, radiated down my arms, and up into my neck. The first glimmer of thought that went through my mind was that I was having a heart attack, but that was quickly replaced by the realization that the curse, the transformation, had me in its grips again. The pain ripped into my hands and fingers and I hugged my hands to my chest trying to get some relief. My eyes were tightly shut and I was whining and crying like a dog being whipped. Suddenly I felt someone rubbing my hands and chest, and, opening my eyes slightly, I saw Paige still below me with a look of horror, concern, and also deep love, on her face and in her eyes. I could also smell her fear and concern. I tried to pull away from her, but my knot still tightly tied us.

Her soothing voice penetrated my shroud of pain. “Scott, Baby, I’m here for you. What can I do for you, Honey?”

I tried to answer her, but all that came out was an agonized whimper. Trying again harder, I managed to choke out a slurred, gravelly “I donn’t knnow”. My voice was changing again and it was harder to talk.

I looked at my hands and saw them forming into paws. My thumbs were shrinking and receding towards my wrist, as the last joint at the end of my fingers bent backwards, and my claws formed fully. Thick black pads formed near the ends of my fingers and where the front of my palm used to be, and the hair on my arms and paws grew denser Anal bestiality.

This was it. This would finish the transformation, I knew in my heart. Fear overwhelmed me.

“Please God, pleeease, let me keep my mind, my speech, and my lifespan,” I prayed and pleaded repeatedly. The realization had hit me that at age 22, I would be ancient for a dog, or at the very least, a large part of my lifespan would be gone.

My breastbone began to creak and pop and grow outward, pulling my ribs with it, narrowing my chest. My shoulders and shoulder blades started to rotate forward, following my ribs and further narrowing and deepening my chest. My upper arms were flattening out. I could feel my bones groaning and popping as they changed shape and snapped into their new positions. My neck was thickening and lengthening. The burning pain had spread like a fire through every fiber and molecule of my body. My muscles rippled and grew. Yelps and howls of agony and fear escaped me.

I felt my lungs expanding and growing in capacity and new breath rushed in to fill them. Then, the pain started to subside and I felt it being replace by enormous strength. Consciousness of my surroundings returned to me. My senses were even sharper and more sensitive than they had been just a few minutes previously. I looked down and saw Paige still beneath me on the edge of the bed with a look of shock and awe on her face, but the smell of fear was less now. My cock was still buried in her and we were still tied, a fact that amazed me. The need for freedom hit me and I pulled against her. Tremendous feelings of power and life coursed through me.

“OWW!! Whoa!! Stop!! You’re hurting me!!” Paige yelled into my face. She grabbed the fur and hide on both sides of my face, with both her hands, and pulled my head around to look at her, square in the eyes. “Scott, can you understand me?” she asked, still with love and concern.

I shook me head in the affirmative, and tried to form a word gay male bestiality. With concentration, I was able to answer, “Yessssh”.

Her eyes lit up and she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. Then ran her fingers up and down my back, scratching me. Ohhhhh, it felt good!! And I groaned in appreciation.