"Let sleeping dogs lie", Part Two - German Shepherd Transformation Story (Patreon)

Konrad wasn't able to sleep that night. He was thinking about his human life's fate. He knew Simon and that made it worse. He'd speak for Konrad when it comes to his human fate. He'll lie to his family about what's happening to him.

Konrad still felt alien in his new body, but it was still a biological system. Because he wasn't able to sleep he soon felt he was getting hungry.

He quickly realised that his diet would probably be different from now on as well. He growled reluctantly as he got off his bed, almost tripping over his four legs.

He would be unable to open the fridge. He wouldn't make himself any food like he would as a human. He was stuck in dependency on his... His who? Owner from now on? Was Simon still just his friend or did he become his owner.

Theoretically Konrad became a simple dog, in 21th century. He was just an animal. Currently a pet of Simon, whether he liked it or not. Simon was his only possible savior and sadly his master. Master of his life quite literally...

Konrad instinctively growled in annoyment, unable to even mutter to himself about his situation. He didn't care if he'd wake Simon up. It was all his fault that he was stuck as a dog from now on.

He approached the dim lit kitchen. Realising how his paws felt like sandals. He didn't feel much of the floor through his pads, therefore they kind of felt like shoes.

Konrad glanced at the two bowls Simon mentioned earlier. Just as he noticed them he smelled something. He smelled a lot of weird things since his nose was way more sensitive now. Although now he was hungry and looking at the object of interest he caught it's scent.

He closed his eyes and was able to tell there was meat in the bowl with just his nose. Apparently some steamed poultry and... Vegetables? Damn you Simon! - He internally yelled at his tormentor. Even when it came to his diet he was forced to eat whatever Simon would decide.

Still, Konrad imagined it would be best to comply to some things and not completely ignore what he became. He approached the food bowl and frowned. How would he even eat it. Like the most things he'd do from now on he had to use his muzzle, he realised gloomily.

As Konrad struggled to eat with his muzzle, he didn't notice he was being watched by eyes peeking at him from the ajar door.

The door creaked and Konrad's ears immediately perked up. He turned around rapidly, but only noticed what appeared to be the wind moving the door to Simon's room. Still, Konrad was surprised that Simon left the door open.

Oh whatever... - He thought as he continued to grumpily munch on whatever carcass he was eating. He felt weird eating the meat. Some of it was steamed, some of it was raw, but it mostly tasted blandly. Blandly, but as he ate he felt fulfilled.

It felt to him like he ate because he had to. The meat tasted as if he was meant to eat it, because of his altered body. When he was a human he ate diverse foods, not only to satisfy his biological needs, but also to savour the food. Now he felt like a robot that just ate to eat.

As he pondered about his changed perspective after a while he finally felt full. He wanted to drink some water, but also didn't know how to even initiate the supposedly simple action.

He craned his head down and did what the instincts told him to do. He felt like there was no other way, than to just lap the water like any dog would. It came out naturally somehow and he drunk enough water to be somewhat satisfied with himself.

Konrad wanted to continue complaining internally about his situation, but he was gradually understanding it wouldn't help his situation. He'd try to adapt, but he swore to himself he would do his best to turn back into a human.

He set off towards his room with a neutral mood. He felt tired and wanted to go to sleep and check if he'd wake up as his human self.

As he walked through the hallway he noticed the bathroom door was also open. Simon left them open so Konrad would be able to move freely through the house, since he wasn't able to open the rooms himself.

Konrad stood there unsure whether to go in. He had a slight urge to check himself out in the mirror, but contradictorily he also was afraid to see himself. He whined as he was reminded of his previous inner decisions and decided to look into the mirror.

He saw himself in the mirror before, but it was just a quick glance. He was curious what colour was his furry pelt and if he was identical to a pure breed german shepherd.

He went into the dark bathroom, but saw everything decently well because of his altered vision as well as the light coming in through the window. He turned around so he'd stay sideways towards the mirror and he started examining himself.

Typically he had the brown, tan and black fur colours of a standard german shepherd. It was mostly black on his back, quite a lot around his muzzle. Rest of his fur was mixed colours. He had to admit his eyes looked charming - they were amber-brown.

More curiously he noticed that he looked somewhat differently than a standard dog in general. He looked like a pure breed dog, but his body attitude didn't reflect his form. He still acted like a human in a dog's body.

Normal dog wouldn't stare into it's reflection and carefully examine itself, like Konrad did just now. So his canine reflection looked curious, because it looked exactly like a man trapped in a dog's body. His eyes were 100% canine, but they looked like they had consciousness of a human trapped in them.

Konrad roamed around the bathroom inspecting his body some more. He was then reminded that his entire body changed, even his most private bits.

He felt them dangling as he moved, but ignored them like he would as a human. It was just a part of his anatomy, but now it was covered only by his fur. Not to mention how much it changed.

He had a feeling that he didn't want to give into any kind of urges, at least not yet. Although he really started wondering how would he masturbate in his body. It felt so weird to think about too, since he became a dog.

He shook his head and decided to finally go back to sleep. He had a lot of time to truly understand his changed body during the upcoming days.

He jumped onto his bed. Managed to dig a hole in his bedding and slipped into it. He was happy he would finally find some respite in his slumber.

He was suddenly woken up by a yell coming from the kitchen. "I'm going to work dude. I told our boss that you're feeling unwell, like really bad - since you weren't able to call him yourself. We'll discuss what to tell your family after I'll come back. I'm leaving the kitchen window open so you can go out to... You know... Well, anyway I gotta go, cya!" Simon explained and just as quickly headed out.

Great - Konrad thought as he straightened up groggily. Judging by what Simon said he was still a dog. He looked at what used to be his hands and saw plain dog paws instead, as he expected.

Oh well... He slowly woke up fully and thought about what to do while waiting for Simon. He understood now how the dogs felt when they owners were gone for eight hours each day almost.

Before he was even able to think of his options he realised he felt a somewhat familiar feeling. He gulped as he felt a certain need he'd be able to do only outside in his current body.

He jumped off the bed and rushed into the kitchen to get out through the window. Luckily their house was located in a peaceful place with mostly nature around and barely any neighbours. Also they had a fenced garden, so Konrad wouldn't be that embarrassed.

As he came into the kitchen he noticed that Simon made some sort of stairs for him leading towards the open window. Konrad shrugged and starte climbing them. As he got to the window he noticed there were similar stairs leading from the outside.

Konrad rushed towards an apple tree and he felt like he knew what to do instinctively. He surprised himself how his body automatically made him lift up his right foreleg and then just do his thing. He again realised it didn't feel bad, it felt natural for his body to relieve himself that way.

Finally with a peaceful mind again he sat down on his haunches and thought of his options. He'd preferably call his close ones, maybe they would help him more efficiently than Simon. Although he of course knew well enough by now he wouldn't be able to talk to them.

He thought of other possibilities. What does he normally do when he's bored and has nothing peculiar to do? His mind trailed back to his groin. Oh, no, no, no - He yelped. He shouldn't, even though the thoughts were corrupting his mind.

Would he be able to bend over and suck his own... He'd be bright red if that would be anatomically possible. He felt like his lust addled mind started forcing his body into a comfortable position.

He splayed out his hind legs and craned down his spine, easily managing to get his muzzle to the height of his doggy sheath. He shuddered as he stared at it from such a position. He felt like he was losing the battle with himself.

He was a human trapped in dog's body. No, he wasn't even trapped in dog's body, it was his own, but terribly reshaped into that of a dog. He tried to reassure himself as he whiffed a smell that his doggy sheath started to emanate as it slowly started leaking droplets of precum.

Konrad felt weirdly free and careless. He was just a dog now, right? He was left alone and in peace. Who was he kidding?

He have let his long tongue loll out and he slowly started licking his sheath with it. The warm and wet tongue triggered something. He started feeling the warmth inside his doggy sheath.

He yelped as he jolted his snout away from his sheath. He felt a bizarre sensation as his sharp cock started to push out of his sheath. Konrad started panting, he felt dizzy with pleasure as his rod slowly emerged from it's fuzzy cover.

Slowly the red rocket emerged fully erect, almost. Konrad felt a weird swelling at the base of his dick which made it harder for the dick to come out fully. Suddenly there was a wet *pop* and his doggy knot came out of his moist sheath.

Konrad hyperventilated. It felt so weird, he felt excited about testing his new body. His bobbing canine dick hypnotised him, he just wanted to help himself out. He deserved some pleasure after being turned into a dog.

He nuzzled his snout onto his doggy dick and started lapping at it. He felt the salty taste of his altered precum. His tongue started dripping with a mix of his saliva and precum. His dick slowly started stiffening again to it's limits, radiating searing bliss.

He whimpered as his dick reached full stiffness. Konrad started to open his maw to try and get his cock inside it. Just to realise it would be impossible with his sharp teeth arrangement. He was forced to stimulate his doggy cock with his warm tongue.

He whimpered in bliss like a silly dog left to it's urges. Konrad thrashed on the ground as he kept licking his canine tip. He felt his throbbing knot lock his erect cock out of it's sheath. His tail wagged in ecstasy instinctively.

Until Konrad felt his ball sack clench making him yelp. He opened his fanged maw as he felt his doggy dick pulse with bliss paralysing him as it slowly squirted out his dog cum. He came and he felt like he was in heaven as his doggy cock dripped with healthy shepherd semen.

Konrad only now felt like an animal he became. His blissful moment slowly started to linger, but he noticed his still was still wagging. And he didn't care, in fact he wanted it to wag, because he finally felt happy in his new doggy body.

As it was with masturbation usually the feelings of joy were temporary, but Konrad was still left with a happy mood as he stared at his wet rocket that slowly started to sink back into his furry sheath. He just felt so wild and free. Free of human worries, he realised it wasn't that bad.

Suddenly his sensitive ears caught the sound of the fence gate opening. What?! Now?! Who was it? Simon was supposed to go to work. Just then Konrad heard a feminine voice call out. "Is anybody home? I would like to have a word with the kind owners of this house. A word about God and his kindness. Hello?" A middle-aged woman kept on stammering.

Konrad was lying splayed out wildly in the middle of their garden with cum stained fur and a dick still somewhat erect. He immediately realised the seriousness of the situation. He didn't want the woman to notice him in such position.

He quickly licked up the remaining cum off the tip of his dick and slurped it all up. He lapped up his dick shaft and even his knot. He lapped it all up and licked himself clean like a good doggy should.

Wait, what did he just called himself? Whatever, no time. He brushed his fur against the grass to get as much cum off him as possible.

He already knew that the woman was one of the Jehovah preachers. He was religious himself, but he really was in no mood for religious topics while he was forcefully turned into a damn dog.

He got up onto all fours and in a brighter mood rushed towards the house's entrance. The woman noticed an intimidating looking shepherd run at her in full speed. She immediately turned around and rushed towards the fence gate.

Konrad actually enjoyed chasing her off. Again, he felt so careless and content with himself. He felt amazed by the new and positive feelings. He barked at the woman, never intending to hurt her, but just scare her off.

She ran out of his lawn and locked the fence so Konrad wouldn't continuously chase her. Then he was reminded he really wouldn't now that the fence was closed, he wouldn't be able to open it even if he'd want.

Still, Konrad felt rejuvenated. He felt like he was alive for the first time in his decently long life. He didn't have to worry about his boring office work, he didn't have to worry about faking his emotions towards other people just to make them happy. He was a dog and he finally started to feel good about it to some extent.

Konrad spent the rest of the day waiting for Simon by amusing himself with his new nature. He made an individual speed test, so he'd know how fast circa he can get to the fence gate. He tried to test his newfound flexibility trying to bite down on his tail. He enjoyed himself.

Until he finally heard the fence gate creak open. He heard it very well from the other side of the garden and immediately rushed towards the entrance.

As expected it was Simon, with a surprising amount of groceries. He himself was surprised to see Konrad happily running towards him with his tail wagging.

"Woah, dude. Are you alright? Did you actually have fun? That's awesome, I knew you'd adapt to being a dog. Just didn't know so quickly, haha" Simon chuckled at the sight of his dog turned friend.

Konrad was really joyful until now, just to realise that Simon was right. He did enjoy his time as a dog today, but that's good, right? He'd still turn back into a human soon, so why wouldn't he enjoy his time as a dog - Konrad thought to himself and started nodding happily while staring at Simon.

"Ha, good boy. Let me just find my keys... Hmph-ugh! Konrad... What's that smell...?" Simon stopped checking his pockets and asked staring back at Konrad's glistening fur.

"No way... No fuckin' way, did you actually...?! Aahahahaha! Oh man, you enjoy this new body on a whole new level!" Simon laughed out loud.

"Well that's good, because I had bad news for you, bro. My grandfather is trying to fix the amulet and it's not looking good, it will definitely take a long time before you'll transform back... If... At... All..." Simon finished dramatically, quickly going back to his positive attitude as he opened the door.

Konrad's heart stopped, his tail stopped wagging. What the hell did he mean by "if at all". Konrad's positive attitude disappeared completely as he looked at Simon's smug expression...

To be continued…