"Dog Wish" - Dog Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Kuvasz Dog Transformation Story | Willing | NSFW | 3rd PoV

“I wish I could be a dog…” – Muttered John recalling how carefree and always happy those canines seemed. The man was tired of his life as a human and for a moment imagined himself as a first dog breed that came to his mind – Kuvasz. He had a dog of that breed many years ago, but sadly as everything does it passed away.

“Yeah. I thought so.” – John sighed referring to the fact that magic wasn’t real and there was no way he would ever be able to change into a dog. That’s when something shined at him from the sky. John realised it was a falling star. He appreciated its unique tail for a moment in awe.

When it disappeared john smiled slightly, but thought nothing more of the situation. Until the situation called out to him in the form of slight tingling all over his body. John gasped as he felt the tingliness turn into itchiness as thousands of silky strands of hair started to emerge from his skin. The body hair he already had began to shift and adapt, gradually turning into a silky white pelage.

It wasn’t hard to notice the fur when it began crawling out of John’s sleeves and onto his hands. John blinked dumbfounded unable to say anything as everything at the moment felt surreal and unbelievable. Just then something started to blacken and swell in his field of vision. John glanced at it cross-eyed only to realise that it was his nose turning canine. It was gradually becoming more sensitive, moist and the texture became leathery.

“I m-must be d-dreaming. Don’t tell me I’m thuhning i- Huh?” – John muttered out confused as his speech slowly distorted because of his lengthening tongue which spilled out of his mouth. John’s lips began to turn jet black and almost gummy in appearance which pulled out more dog out of his face.

John gulped as his vision started to lose a few colour shades. His eyes turned canine and became darker most of all. John’s ears started growing longer, until they began to droop down and turn fully canine and floppy. John grabbed both of them with his hands, tugged at them a bit which reassured him that it was all real.

That’s when the man realised that his fingernails felt strange. John stumbled back a bit and reached out his hands. They throbbed slightly as they were getting compressed into more compact and clumsy canine alternatives. The digits shortened and became less mobile. Pillows of flesh formed underneath the forming paws for protection. And the fingernails darkened until they became completely black and started to push out into claws.

While abruptly turning into a dog was a bit scary John also felt a sense of pride and pure joy. He felt like he was trading his boring human life for the happy life of a man’s best friend. John almost wanted to bark as his head began to alter further. The upper parts began to flatten and the forehead gradually sloped down. John gritted his teeth as his face started pushing out in growth spurts.

John knew that the time would come since the start of his transformation, but it happened really fast, faster than expected. Without a warning John toppled down onto all fours as his posture began to shift meaningfully. His back popped and made him arch it for a moment, until his posture turned fully feral.

A pressure in John’s tailbone signalled the inevitable. His vertebrae were multiplying and forming a small bump in his already loose trousers. John caught goosebumps as he felt his growing tail start to wag involuntarily, which helped it get out of the fabric containment. Soon the fully formed appendage started sprouting fluffy white fur and wagging behind John.

The man blushed hard, unknowingly for the last time in his life as he realised that he was on all fours and acting in such a canine way. The fur slowly crept up John’s changing head. It absorbed his human hair and turned it into a patch of fur. In a matter of seconds there was no bald spot left on John’s furry body. His face in the meantime continued to push out, by now a blunt snout was formed and it continued to elongate painlessly.

Some of the freakiest changes happened to John’s limbs as they bent unnaturally from the human point of view. His legs thinned down and slowly turned digitigrade. His heels were forced upwards as his feet began elongating and forcing him to stay on his tiptoes. Underneath them his flesh began to form multiple fleshy pillows. The toenails extended into slightly curved claws and the shape of his extremities became decisively canine.

John grunted as his pelvis rotated forwards and locked him on all fours permanently. His hips were narrowing and becoming more streamlined with the rest of his body. His inner anatomy changed too, which was perceptible, but not unpleasant. John’s stomach caved in a bit and his chest started to remould into a more canine form. It slowly barrelled out and became rounder.

John was a bit tired of the changes, but happy nonetheless. His long tongue was hanging out of his muzzle as he panted in a canine manner. John enjoyed that variety, but still decided that he had something to do to make his transformation easier. Just then with the last quiet crunch his muzzle fully pushed out and John’s head was indistinguishable from that of a standard kuvasz dog.

The soon to be dog made a few uncertain steps forward and surprisingly a lot of his clothes came off easily. His shoes slipped off his hind paws along with the socks. His trousers had more trouble with that, but John’s legs were fully canine at that point so they weren’t able to hold human clothing on. More trouble came with John’s underwear as something blocked it so to say. John whimpered and walked backwards a bit to get his shirt off and check on the problem between his legs.

John felt a heat starting to build up in his groin and he knew what it meant. He wasn’t just getting an erection, his soft human flesh was getting stiffened by a penis bone forming inside it. John stuck out his tongue more and craned down his neck to look behind his legs. He yelped seeing a reddening tip of his cock.

The foreskin was beginning to retract and form a soft sheath that slowly attached his shaft to his belly. A bulbous knot started to form at the base of his cock which would allow him to get tied with a mate if he’d ever wish to have one. Lastly the head of his cock started to push out into the iconic shape of a lipstick that made his equipment fully canine.

John panted and whimpered hard, being extremely horny with his new equipment between his legs that started to peek out of its sheath thanks to the excitement. John tried to ignore it, but his doggy red rocket continued to come out of its sheath nonetheless. John whimpered in shame.

His transformation was coming to an end as he managed to step out of his boxers and fully free himself of human clothing. His body finished changing as his neck readjusted on his torso and became slightly more flexible. John shook his body as if he was wet and his transformation ended at that moment. He fully became a dog and a horny one at that.

John started running around in circle out of happiness at first, growling playfully while at it. Unluckily it only made him more excited and he wasn’t able to forget about his changed manhood. Thankfully he was in his house, so he had a lot of ways to help himself. Without thinking much of it John leapt onto his bed and crawled underneath the duvet to then hug a pillow and start humping it wildly.

He didn’t expect that it would feel so good, but his sharp and stiff erection rubbing against the soft material like that felt amazing. Even his ballsack felt different as it was now covered in soft fur which tickled it pleasantly. With a whine John came and started trembling on the pillow as his red rocket shot out load after load onto it.

He felt dirty, but he knew with full certainty that he became just a dog, just a needy dog and he had all the freedom that came with it. John rubbed himself against the pillow for a while longer and then lied down on his side exhausted. He felt overly hyped at becoming a dog. Besides his newfound meaning of lust there were many more fun things to do as a dog.

John barked happily and since he had an open window he jumped out of it and headed towards the park, where his new life as a loyal canine was about to start.