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Man into Female Greyhound Dog Transformation Story | Nudity | Transformation-Orgasm

I’m walking through the city as usual minding my own business. I have a few tasks here and there before I’ll go back home. I have finished almost everything I had to do, but there’s one place left – The barber. It’s getting late and I don’t want to spend the entire evening in the city so I take a shortcut through the shady alleys. As I pass the shortcut I think about what I’ll do tomorrow as it’ll be Friday and chilling time.

I’m distracted by my thoughts and look down instead of the direction I’m walking in. It’s a mistake as I suddenly hit something and almost fall over backwards. I almost instantly realise it’s not a sign or whatever, I hit a man. “I’m s-so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” – I mutter unsurely out of the initial shock. The man in front of me doesn’t seem bothered, but instead I start to be because of his appearance. He looks like a thug – He wears a trench coat and black sunglasses in a dark alley and that’s never a good sign. He doesn’t say anything which makes this situation even weirder, I take a few steps back. He creepily follows me without saying anything at first.

Unexpectedly, but not really he grabs me by my hoodie sleeve and brings me closer to himself. My heartbeat quickens and at this point I realise I’m screwed. He eyes me up down. “You have a shine in your eyes that tells me you’ll be the best pick for the show…” – The man says in an eerie tone. I start to tremble. What fucking show? – I wonder and try to fight the man’s grip. Before I’m able to turn around and get the hell away from this madman my face gets covered with a rag. It’s hard to breathe, but it’s even harder to keep my consciousness as I feel that I’m passing out. “Shhh… Don’t fight it. You have a great future ahead of y-“ – Are the last words I hear before I collapse onto the cold ground and pass out completely.

I gasp loudly and suddenly wake up. I’m light-headed and very slowly come to my senses. For a few seconds all I can see are the lights around me, but they gradually start to get weaker until they completely die down. That’s when my vision starts clarifying. I realise I lie on a concrete floor and I’m surrounded by dark red curtains. I frantically look around for more details, but there’s none. I’m not even sure if I’m dreaming or if all this is for real. That’s when I get reminded of what happened to me earlier… That would explain the weird place I found myself in. As I move more I realise another grim fact – I’m completely naked and shivering from cold.

“The hell… Alright, that does it. Where the hell am I…?!” – I scream at the top of my lungs, despite feeling unnaturally fatigued. I feel a prickly pain in my left shoulder, but my entire body tingles weirdly. “The least important thing is where you are right now. You’re in the transition room, we’re readying you for the show and then more…” – Similar voice says from behind the curtains. I’m too scared of him to peek behind the curtains. Also what would it help me in my position, it seems like he had it all planned… I got abducted by him and now I’m at his mercy. I try to figure out what he meant by the repeated phrase the “show”.

I feel too weak to get up even if I’d want to and at this point skin all over my body is straight up itching. I start to scratch myself, relieving my discomfort a bit. Until I pierce my skin and blood starts dripping from the spot I scratched. “Ow! The heck…? Oh shit! M-My hand…!” – I mutter freaked out as I stare at my hands which instead of nails end with curved, sharp, black claws. I glance at the bloody area and wipe the blood off my skin. As I do I feel weird hair push through my skin. No, not hair… “I- I’m growing f-fur… This is just a nightmare after all, hahah… It has to be. Tell me it’s just a nightmare…!” – I exclaim in a crazed manner.

The man behind the curtains chuckles and judging by his step sounds I feel like he’s walking around me in circles and watches me lose it. “I’m glad your changes are progressing well so far. I know it’s hard to believe, but this isn’t a nightmare. It’s a dream come true for us all to be able to turn people into the purest breeds of dogs… Regular dogs are nothing compared to what this serum can do… Not to mention this is a perfect way – There will be no signs of your disappearance. And you should be joyful that the serum supposedly leaves your mental humanity untouched… As for the body, well…” – The man pauses and chuckles again as he hears my bones start to crunch and pop as they disfigure. I groan in pain as I feel my entire skeleton ache. I stare at my bare limbs as they start to slim down, but not in a human way. I can already feel my bones shift into animalistic appearing shapes.

“You’re crazy! I’m a human, not your plaything! Just let me go…! What are you even turning me into?!” – I scream at the curtains hoping to actually face the madman. “Ugh… You were supposed to be smarter than this. You can’t put the simplest pieces together, can you? You’re becoming a dog, accept it already – The process is irreversible anyway, so you’ll have to sooner or later…” – The man behind the curtains scoffs. As I hear the man explain it all my ears feel warmer and I touch them. They twitch unnaturally and thin down, at the same time growing longer and pointier. I shake my head in denial, despite feeling first-hand how canine my ears are becoming. And the man just said it bluntly to me as well – I’m becoming a simple dog…

“This is unreal… I- Huh…? Awhhh…!” – I groan as I feel several painful jolts travel through my entire spine. With each wave my spine pops and changes shape, gets more pronounced on my back and starts to lock me into a four legged stance already unbeknown to me. I yelp with each surge until they slowly settle down. Specifically in my tailbone. I gulp as I realise what this fact foretells. I grab my rear top with my mishappen right hand and feel a bump start to press and pull my flesh. I’m growing a tail and it starts with a small fleshy bump. “O-Oh God, i-it’s wriggling… What will you d-do to me once I’ll become a… D-Dog…?” – I stammer defeated. As I wait for the man’s answer I feel my tailbone unfuse completely and start to segment and grow longer, forming additional vertebrae and allowing my growing tail to move with more flexibility.

“Hm… Seems like you slowly comprehend the situation you’re in. You start to accept your changes. Very good…” – The man says calmly, but doesn’t answer my question which frustrates me and gives me a sense of helplessness. I hit the floor with my disfiguring hand and my almost fully grown tail squirms behind me and slaps my butt angrily. The faint light allows me to inspect my body and I realise that the brown and black fur I started growing has completely replaced my human body hair and is spreading further planning to cover my entire body. My gums throb and ache as my teeth start reforming and straining my flesh. I feel my tongue tingle and it lengthens. I prod my teeth with it and feel how they sharpen and shift into carnivorous fangs. I blink and each time I open my eyes I realise that my nose darkens a bit. I can smell more and the man behind the curtains as my nose changes texture and becomes more sensitive and doggy in appearance. It tilts forward, forcing my nostrils to shift and face the direction I currently look at. My heart pounds in my chest, I still can’t believe the changes are actually happening.

I yelp suddenly as I feel an intimidating warmth in my groin. I feel my insides churn and shift inside my stomach most of all. It’s sickening, I can’t think about anything else except that and my… “Auuuugh…! M-My…” – I gasp in pain as I feel a tug at my cock and balls. “Your manhood, obviously. As I said the serum may be powerful and works flawlessly, but it isn’t cheap. We’re making you a Polish greyhound bitch to reduce the costs…” – The abductor said in an amused tone. “Noooo! Anything but that…! I- I can’t become a breeding… B-Bitch…” – I yelp as I say those words, they made my manhood tingle and grow warmer. The changes take a hold of my shaft, balls and everything as they start to remold them into canine counterparts of a female.

I fall over onto my back and roll around as I feel my cock grow harder stimulated by the changes. I’m left speechless and with my tongue out as I feel my cock get painfully hard and yet with each blood pulse inside it I feel it start to grow smaller. I look down between my increasingly canine legs and see plainly well how my cock dwindles to half of its original size and more. My scrotum gets taut against my groin and starts to push my testicles inside. They themselves churn and grow hot as they slowly start changing into bitch’s ovaries.

My pelvis snaps suddenly and my butthole is painfully dragged closer to my tail where it nestles down to fit my soon to be feral anatomy. My hips crack and narrow, becoming lean, but athletic in a canine way. My buttocks melt down into nothing and further expose my “feral anatomy”. I can only be grateful for my newly grown tail, it should cover everything up… When it won’t wag… Right…? I whine and feel my cock and balls get hauled further on my canine rump, right underneath my butthole.

I whimper as my miniscule cock starts to get awfully close to my disappearing balls. My testicles are already closely resembling ovaries and they’re agonisingly dragged inside me. “Ahhhhhn- Ghah-hhahn…” – I moan as I feel one plop and an intensive sensations of pain and pleasure mixed together, right after my other testicle enters me and I feel them both settle down in their feminine positions. I kick my almost fully digitigrade legs in the air as I feel a tunnel inflate inside me. The pleasure enters another level as my genitalia get reformed into their feminine counterparts. My pea-sized cock spurts out wet remnants of my human cum.

Suddenly a splitting pleasure forces my scrotum to tear down the middle. “Gaaaaahn-hnoooo! Ah-hnaaaaah…!” – I scream pathetically as my cunt slowly opens up. The stimuli are too much, I can already feel my fresh pussy get wet and ooze out lubricative juices as it fully opens up. I moan and pant in bliss as my cock gets dragged inside my freshly opened pussy. I feel it twitch with anticipation inside me, even when it stops moving and fully becomes a clitoris. “I- I’m a b-bitch… Oh f-fhuck…” – I mumble meaninglessly because of my lust-addled mind. “Uhm, you’re a female at this point, but hardly a bitch yet. Your vulva has a fair way to go…” – The observer behind the curtains states.

“Huhn…? Aaaahn, i-it changes m-more…? Ghahn!” – I moan as my feminine lips start to change texture and become more animalistic. I bend over and crane down my neck, but I can barely see it. My eyes widen as I see contours of my pussy lips puff out. I thought the earlier stages of the transformation were maddening, but now I stare at my newly formed cunt as it becomes distinctly canine. I didn’t know it would protrude so much… It makes it so obvious for everyone around to see that I- I’m a needy bitch. I pant with my tongue out as I watch my lips swell out more. Lower lips extend a bit and overall my doggy vulva by now has the unmistakable and inviting Y shape. Not used to my tail I occasionally smack it against my glistening spade and moan lustfully. With a few twitches of my spade I feel it finish changing.

A moment of clarity hits me… I- I have a d-dog’s pussy… I look at the curtains and whimper in shame as I presume that the man watched every part of my transformation with attention. He watched my manhood shrink into nothing and my scrotum open up into a puffy spade of a needy bitch that I’m after all becoming. Nonetheless the man was right when he spoke the last time. My transformation into a full bitch isn’t over yet, despite me being a doggy bitch where it matters the most…

My puffy cunt is distracting as every move stimulates it, but it’s not a bigger distraction than the major changes to my anatomy. I feel like I’ve shrank quite a lot. Not only as a whole, but I feel like almost all of my body fat has receded into me almost completely. My limbs are slender appearing, they’ve apparently lengthened too besides slimming down. I gasp as I feel my stomach cave in quite drastically compared to my old human body. My canine organs don’t need as much space as those of a human and so they shrink and reform just like the rest of my body. I feel that my fur has covered almost my entire body at this point, because my skin stopped itching profoundly.

I stare at my feet which are continuously in the air because of me lying on my back for a lengthy while. I haven’t noticed when, but my feet slimmed down a lot to fit my somewhat lanky legs. That’s when I’m reminded of the cryptic captor’s words – He said I’m becoming a “greyhound” b-bitch… This is entire situation is so deranged, with my body being mostly canine I have no chance of escape now even if I’d try – I realise and watch as my feet lose the remnants of their human appearance. My toes crack and become almost the same size. My toenails erupt into black doggy claws and I feel the skin under my tiptoes become numb. I can’t turn my legs enough to see, but I can guess the weird swelling sensations are my black pads growing out. My legs are entirely canine at this point.

The flesh on my chest gets strained as my ribcage starts to barrel out to better fit my lithe form. My lungs shift and inflate a bit compared to my body size. As if my genitals weren’t enough I suddenly feel my nipples get erect between my ticklish fur. “Ughr… Whraat nrhooow…?” – I growl and realise my vocal chords started changing as well. My attention comes back to my nipples, with my still somewhat dextrous hands I pinch one of my sensitive points and realise its erect. I jerk my hand back and moan surprised by how sensitive my nipples have gotten. Worse yet, I feel rows of sensitive spots form underneath what used to be my human nipples. I feel them all stand erect at how horny and needy I am – Which reassured me that those teats are certainly that of a female canid I’m becoming…

Since I know my transformation is irreversible and I’m doomed anyway I have an urge to just play with my nipples and sate my lust at least partially. Sadly I have no such luck as my shoulder blades suddenly crunch and elongate, locking my arms in quadrupedal positions. I yelp caught off guard by those changes, I realise the remnants of my human hands are next to change. I roll over onto my stomach and get up onto all fours which feels weirdly natural. My hands contort and snap. I stare as my fingers become stubby and useless, my thumbs get pulled higher on my slightly elongating hands and turn into dewclaws. Since my claws have grown out much earlier the last change that fully reforms my hands into paws are my paw-pads. My slender fore legs are slightly lifted up as spots under my palms swell out into black leathery pads of a canine. I’ll never be able to grasp anything with my hands again – I realise and whimper.

I knew my situation was dire earlier, but I tried to accept what was happening to me. Now that I lost my hands and my head is next, I start to get really terrified. “P-Phrleash… Mhra- Whree chran barhghain… Aygh crhant bre a brhicgrr…!” – I growl and realise that my vocal chords are getting completely reshaped to produce only dog sounds. “Huh? Sorry, I can’t understand you. Can you repeat…? It’s nothing? Good.” – The tormentor behind the curtains mocks my mishappen situation dimly.

My eyes water up and I think I’ll start crying at my situation. Instead my tear ducts repurpose and I realise I’ll never cry again. I blink my eyes as I feel them change and become canine – Which worsens my vision and reduces my colour spectrum. My lips turn gummy and blacken. My canine nose and my mouth get squeezed together as my skull slowly starts to shift. I paw at my head and I’m barely able to with how clumsy my fore legs have gotten. I see my human hair fall out in clumps, quickly replaced by the short black and tawny fur growing all over my head.

I yelp and bark in high pitch in agony as my head starts to slope down and my cranium shrinks. My doggy ears are pulled higher up on my increasingly canine head. In the meantime the base of my neck cracks and readjusts to my quadrupedal stance. My entire head aches hard as it starts to narrow and squeeze into a sleek head of a greyhound. My malformed face starts to push out. My jaws throb and then erupt outwards with a painful growth spurt, I can see my nose and mouth drift further away from the rest of my face forming a slim muzzle. I grit my teeth, which by now became fangs. I whimper with each growth surge of my narrow muzzle, gaps form between my fangs, but they’re quickly filled with new fangs that erupt from my gums. I gasp as the last growth surge of my muzzle hits me and I feel it finally finishes growing. My dentition finishes forming as well and my newly formed muzzle is filled with carnivorous fangs of a dog I fully became at this point. My muzzle obscures my bizarre field of vision.

I stay on all fours and tremble. Is it finally over…? – I think to myself. Suddenly my sensitive ears perk up and I hear steps, which get louder with each second. The curtains are suddenly lifted up and I look around. Only now I realise that the place I’m in looks like a dog show stage. I see empty audience seats, the rest of the red stage I’m on. “Good girl! My dog show starts tomorrow, but you behaved during your transformation. You deserve a reward, my friend would like to meet you earlier than it was planned…” – The man who abducted me says as he comes over to me, now he’s dressed in a casual outfit and doesn’t look like an alley creep anymore. I’m confused about what he means – A friend…? I hear quick footsteps, no, not footsteps… I turn around and see a male greyhound with red rocket sticking out and running in my direction. Gods no! – I scream inside and bark in reality. I dash away from the male, but will I be able to escape his lust…? The dog show man chuckles. “You’ll accept your new form sooner or later…”