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Pervy

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That's the point dear. Aldira thought at the addicting remark. "Well, I'm sure you can find ways to fit in.. in due time." Aldira cooed, innocently. "You seem to fit the towns.. spirit..e rr.. nevermind." She chuckled, petting Grace's side.. gently soothing her and letting her feel as if she was safe with her concerns, here.

She smiled, watching Grace eat.. ones body had to eat to survive, thats why a slowly administered oral drug was that much more addictive, if just dosed right..
"He showed off what a slave you were.. of course that got you all flustered.." She nodded, gently guiding her words along a certain path.. and making a note, for later. She then smirked inwardly again. Pet play huh? you got no clue.. here I got you eating from a bowl already and you barely notice it. She smirked as she watched the flowers of a blossoming addiction bloom in Grace.. soon, they wouldn't need the masking gravy anymore... She couldn't wait.
"Hmnn.. " She cooed, handing Grace a little digestive potion and smiling. "You ate a lot.. here, a little digestive.. bottoms up.." She softly guided Grace to drink the potion that would nicely help enthrall her once more, this time, working faster than before, and the alchemist cooed, watching Grace's expression soften.. and become nicely empty and compliant once more.

"That's a good girl.. soon we wont need this anymore, but for now.. " she cooed, reaching out to begin to undress Grace, her shaft poking an agressive tent into her dress as she examined the nude noble.
"But.. how about an evening stroll!" She smirked, pulling out a collar and leash, securing it tightly around Grace's neck, smirking all the time.
"You see.. I want you to become my bitch, mind, body and soul.. so for now, let's have all of these impressions slowly sink into your unconscious. Become a wonderful dream. Now then, my sweet, before we head out, do you have any suggestions for mistress Aldira.. how can we form your little mind into that of my loving bitch-slave the easiest?" She purred.
 

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“You know, I-if your willing to help me, I'm sure I would start to fit in, and I might even be accepted as part of the town!” Grace let out a sweet smile at Aldira’s touch and encouragement. She felt like she could trust the alchemist with helping her make this town into a new home for herself… though it might turn out to be a different type of home than the kind she was currently thinking about at this rate…


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“Y-yeah he did, and the thing was that I wasn't able to resist because he had all the power over me… I had to do whatever he told me, to be the obedient slave or else…” She was surprisingly comfortable talking about her past with Aldira, even if it was a horrible time for her. Aldira just had this warm and welcoming aura about her that let Grace open up and let her in. She finally licked up the last of the “sauce” in her bowl, but got some running down her chin. She quickly used her finger to scoop it all up and licked it all off of her finger, with an unconscious grin while she did so. “A digestive potion? You have all sorts of nifty potions around here.” Without any real knowledge of how potions worked, Grave failed to notice that this was the same potion she had been taking just relabeled as a “digestive potion”. She had no suspicions about it at all, after all the defective potions were the “test” potions. Grace took the offered option and downed it swiftly. It seemed like the repeated exposure was only worsening the effect the potion had on Grace, as her consciousness slipped from her mind at a crazy speed, only needing a few moments for it to start. Her entire body relaxed and felt a warm tingling feeling engulf her entire being. The light in her eyes seemed to dull as the potion continued its course. Trapped in the sleepy fog of the potion, Grace's subconsciousness/almost other personality took over. She was once again slave to Aldira's training.


Grace stood in a daze as Aldira started to undress, only helping her Mistress whenever ordered to. That changed as Mistress placed a collar around her neck and declared they were going on a walk. The light in her eyes came back, and she reached up to lightly touch her new collar with a strange familiarity. A light blush spread over her face, and it didn't take long until small beads of nectar started to drool down her thighs. The tightness around her throat, as long as it was associated with Aldira, instead of her precious collar would stay with her even after waking up most likely. “W-where are we going Mistress?” She asked with some excitement in her voice. It seemed the new collar and Aldira already treating her like a pet brought up some prior training Grace had went through.

“Mistress's bitch… body, soul, mind…” She chanted softly to herself a couple of times. Almost instantly she came up with a couple of ways that would be effective for taming and training herself into a loving bitch for Aldira. She visible shivered with pleasure just at the thought of a couple of them, prior training and experience once again showing itself. She started to list off a few methods that would work on her conscious self. “Uhm, the best way to get her to be obedient to you would probably show some loving as you turn her into your pet. Maybe slip some praise and love for her as a good girl even when she was awake…” A deeper blush arises as her thoughts turn more towards the training part of her suggestions. “A-as fuel for her fantasies and dreams, she would love to be fucked like an animal out under the moonlight… Make her wear puppy ears and a tail plug… Show her off to someone as your personal pet… A-and probably most important, find a way to claim her as your own. Make her feel some form of your ownership of her even when she's awake again.” She listed what ever came to mind in the moment.
 
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"Oh.. well, that's just normal." Aldira noted to her bitches description of having been a slave, unable to disobey commands given to her. "Some people are ment to be obeyed and some people are just ment to do as they are told, no point fighting your nature, ok? The only problem was that you didn't have someone that took good care of you.. a shame that you couldn't find such a person." Aldira mused, happy to continue pushing and guiding the girls malleable mind. "But don't worry about it, alright dear? Just drink your potion and get all better and relax."

She encouraged, if Grace was getting into a questioning mood. She needed Grace's mind and will to marinade in those ideas a little more first... "It seems your body is adjusting to the potion nice and quick, we just need to slowly help your waking mind empty up nice as well." She nodded to her little pet-project. "So receptive and obediant. Unthinking and compliant..." She cooed, briefly licking her lips.

"Interesting.. it seems the collar helps strengthen your better personality. Good to remember, good to remember." She smirked. ".. I'm going on a walk with my bitch, why do I need any specific location?" She chuckled, shaking her head and adjusting collar and leash together for a proper animalistic training feeling. When the slave-Grace began chanting to herself, Aldira grinned with encouraging pride for her slave.

"I see I see.. so treat her well yet make clear what she is.. oh and, Grace.. you can stop calling her the awake personality.. soon enough, she'll be the sleeping one.. and you the awake one, thanks to your help." She said, reaching out to ruffle through Grace's hair encouragingly. "You'll help me poison her mind so she doesn't get too concerned about that treatment, right? Just think it cute and loving.. anyway! Walkies time." She nodded, tugging on Grace's leash, hearing out what more her naked, if collared pet had to say whilest taking her for a walk through the village.

The little outskirts community had few people traveling the streets, but the bitch and her owner could most definitly feel eyes upon them just from the windows alone.. even whilest watched like this, Aldira made very certain that none of this felt like anything but a pet owner and their pet making their rounds...

"To be clear, I don't want you and your other kind to be at war.. the opposite is true. You are one and the same and I want to reunite you, bitch and Grace, into Bitch-Grace, my slave.. as soon as you both are ready. She needs to learn a lot more.. but you also need to learn a few lessons.. like how even if you've been trained and broken in the past, now you are all MINE." She clarified, with a squeezing of the bitches bottom, chuckling.. and leading her along to a nondescript house. "Randolph will be a good test. A strong man.. but you only yearn for mistress.. and those mistress offers you to. he also is.. hmn.. a tatoo specialist." The alchemist cooed lustfully, running a hand over Grace's smooth skin with a lustful examination after their little walk...
 
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future Grace.jpg


It was almost like Aldira knew exactly what she needed to say to Grace in order to influence her mind. Her words seemed to confirm some of Graces earlier brief and embarrassing musings to herself about how life would have been different if only Aldira who held her chain back then. Deep down Grace knew Aldira was right, she had always been a follower, even if most of the time she wasn't doing it willingly. “I-I mean, I guess you're right… I c-can't deny I haven't had some brief thoughts about that myself…” Her voice wavered slightly as she talked, out of both some embarrassment and a tiny bit of unwillingness. Should she really be thinking that life would have been better simply because she had a different master? Shouldn't she be perfectly happy she was free? The small part of her yelled out in the back of her mind. ‘Ahh, whatever the past is the past’, and with abit of encouragement from Aldira the tiny voice was forgotten… at least for now.


After having drunk the potion and its effects had started to take effect Grace could hear something that sounded so far away. It sounded like Aldira saying something, but she couldn't make it out as the fluffy nothingness of the potion took over…


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Hand still up to her new collar, she could almost feel a will to be obedient growing with the addition of her new collar. “I-I like it… I really like it…” Grace absentmindedly responds to Aldira observations to herself. It felt familiar, almost reassuring that she didn't have to worry about anything anymore. Having asked her question and getting a very vague response that didn't leave any room to continue to question her mistress. “Y-yes Mistress.” Her voice quivered with excitement as Aldira made a display of her control over Grace with the new collar and leash.


“Haah, haah… I can't wait for that to happen! I know there's going to be so much pleasure to be had when that happens!” A heavy blushed settled on her face as she lightly panted at the thought alone. A perverted smile appeared as Aldira gave her an encouraging petting. “O-of course I’ll help! It won't be hard at all to lower her subconscious guard against you, especially with her… our crush on you. ” Her blush deepened at she revealed the shared attraction both sides of Grace had towards Aldira. She sent some bedroom eyes towards Aldira as she did so. Embarrassed, Grace started to rapid fire her words. “I-Im sure you would be able to use that to bend her around your finger even more than you all ready have. I-I bet you would even be able to make it bloom into f-full l-lo-love.” By now her blush had turned her face tomato red as the words just kept leaving her mouth. It took more than just a few deep breaths to start to calm down.“W-walkie time, huh.” Unsurprisingly, she liked the taste the words left on her tongue as she was further degraded to just a pet for Aldira.


The bitch and Master left their house and started the walk, and it didn't take long for multiple people to start staring at the pair. Although there was only a few people out on the streets, Grace could just feel others in windows as they passed by, staring at her naked and vulnerable flesh. As Grace felt someone staring at her arousal and embarrassment started to fill her up. It turned into a mixed feeling of her stomach twisting and the heat of arousal spreading from her womb. These feelings were only compounded as each new person started to stare at her! Unknowing what to do with her hands and seeing Aldira’s indifference to it all, as if she was just out on a normal walk with a pet, Grace hugged herself. She was only slightly covering her breasts, but that did nothing to stop her arousal. One of her nipples was rubbing up against her hand and it felt hard enough to cut diamond!


She kept her voice low as she spoke because of all the attention they were getting. “Haha, that sounds like a great idea! I have no doubt that the state I'm in overall is left over damage from the past. A defense to keep at least part of the girl, Grace, sane. It would be great to know that my entire being is yours instead of just part, to be Bitch-Grace for you.” She paused as she digested the last part of what Aldira said. “T-thank you Mistress. It's been so long… so long since anyone cared enough about me to accept all of me…” Grace suddenly jumped slightly and let out a squeak as Aldira groped her butt. Her arousal demanded more physical contact and she wanted hug and hang off of Aldira, but she simply settled with grabbing a corner of Aldira’s clothing and following her along, leaving only one hand to cover some of her bare flesh. “R-Randolph? A-am I to s-service him?” Unwillingness practically bled from her voice and expression. She didn't want some random man, she wanted only Mistress! She was so focused on that she missed the part about tattoo specialist. Though she did notice Aldira’s examination and completely removed her hand from her breasts.
 

Pervy

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(Oh my, I do like that picture, I do need to find a more mistressy one for Aldira sometimes. :p)

"If you want to think your slave-thoughts that's alright, I wont judge ok Grace?" Aldira had made sure to offer, oh so generously. It seemed Grace's fertile mind was the perfect recipient for her poisoned seeds...


"The collar looks good on you.. it fits perfectly with your pleasantly calm and empty expression." Aldira praised, already plotting and tempting herself.. she could propably convince Grace to wear it at all times, without questioning it.. yes, that's make for a good milestone for now and guide along her enthrallment further.

"Yes my slave.. once I've taken proper ownership of your heart and soul we can make you work to make me feel good.. which of course entails feeling quite good yourself, a lot of fucking of this delicious body of yours..." She purred, taking in the immaculately soft, smooth skinned slave of hers, even as she tugged her along on her leash.

"That's a good girl, good slaves always work hard to let their mistress will sink into their mind completely unfiltered.. but now, make sure to walk like a good doggie to help your body understand it's purpose too." She nodded and tugged Grace along. "The fastest path to becoming a good, beloved pet-dog is acting like one too."

"Oh, I plan to nurture both of your loving addictions to me. I -want.. a slave I can love." She hesitated, clearing her throat and looking away for a moment, realizing she, even with how enthralled Grace was, had left herself a little vunerable right there.. "Of course the most important lesson to understand is that I truly love dog-slaves. So if you discarded your human pride and became just that I'd be able to ... care for you so much..." She mused, seeming rather genuine.

Gently, she moved to part Grace's arms, guiding her not to cover herself up. "Shh sshh shhh... don't cover yourself up." She nodded, kissing Grace's forehead. "Humans do that. You are less than that.. let's work on making your body understand that.. it's ok to cover up if you can't bear it anymore, ok, but for now, try to just show your breasts and body and act like an animal, even while they stare at you, ok? Keep it low for as long as you can, let them stare at you.. can you feel how they think of you just like a piece of meat? admit it, it tingles so good deep inside you. Don't fight the good feeling. Let them stare and turn you into more of an animal as they do." She encouraged, with a soft coo.

"Don't worry Grace. We'll make you so dirty your sanity can't help but be stained as well. And of course I care for you.. a lot. Why do you think I invest all this work into you?" Aldira nodded, hugging Grace and then opening the door ahead after a gentle knock. "Starting with this."
Behind the door was a little tatooist shop plus a living quarter, whilest Aldira chided, noticing Grace's worry. "Don't you even think that. The only one you truly have to service at all times is me.. others may look.. and he will, but he will be rewarded in other ways." She nodded presenting a jingling bag of coins, whilest moving into the hut to speak with a bald, middle aged man with multiple drawings on his arms. After a brief chat and an exchanging of several gold-coins, The man nodded at Grace.
"Hello Bitch, just lie down there." He pointed to a large sofa looking contraption, with a device with a few needles and liquids besides it, whilest Aldira nodded.

"Nono, face down. Your first Tatoo eh? It'll prick a little, look good for life... if you hold proper still that is. So are you sure about the design, Aldira?" He looked over, whilest positioning Grace and Aldira nodded. "Yes, get started.. aww are you alright?" The alchemist leaned down, a wolfish grin on her lips as she petted through Grace's hair, whispering into her ear. "With all those people staring at you, I don't want there to be any doubt as to who you belong to. He's going to make sure everyone can see, even if the collar is gone. now." And with that, Grace felt a pricking on her left asscheek... Whilest Aldira added, her voice husky with her own desire now. "This is not going to be decorative, or even a tramp-stamp, or anything that you would put on a human.. Alright? I let him put my two initials on your ass.. like they would a branded cow. Do you understand that? You are not enduring this pain.. good girl by the way.. to be made beautiful in a human way, but to be marked as property.. and that.. is more beautiful than any other tatoo, to me." Aldira asserted, kissing Grace's pain away softly, holding her. "Every sting you are more marked as cattle, pet.. animal.. can you feel it stain your human reasoning, my bitch? Ooh I love watching it happen to you...." She moaned, ever so softly, holding and comforting Grace.. even whilest she was tatooed in such a demeaning way.. or perhaps because of it?
 

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“Y-you know, that's one of the best parts about you. Your acceptance of me feels almost boundless.” It was one of the reasons she why she was so drawn to Aldira and the warm feeling she could give to her.

The collar felt just so right for the personification of Grace's lust and perverseness. Though she couldn't stop running her hand along it, it felt like something was missing the idea sprung forth from the back of her mind. It needed a name tag declaring her Mistresses bitch!

Grace let out a lewd groan as she imagined being fucked even more by her Mistress. “Mhhhnnn... Mistress, I can't wait till you fuck me again!” She craved the euphoria that was inevitably brought when her Mistress seeded her! Just imagining herself beneath Aldira as her entire body was rocked with each powerful thrust of Aldira's cock brought a huge pleasurable thrill through her body. She wanted that so badly!

“Walk like a dog?” Somehow, Grace's former master had somehow never asked this of her. It was something new and she hesitate for a second about it. Though if it was her Mistress’s will then it would be done. “That… makes sense. Yeah… yeah! I'll be the best pet you will ever know then!” If it would help her transform into the best doggy bitch slave then she would do it!

Grace's eyes practically lit up at the vulnerability that Aldira had just shown to her. It was possible! Aldira wanted to groom her into the perfect slave for her to love, and it was at least already working a little! What was some human pride in the face of this. She had already submitted, and the choice was made for her! “Yes Mistress! W-woof, woof!” She clumsily tried to bark out, taking some more steps down her path to be a doggy slave. Her eyes burned with excitement, arousal, and her budding love for Aldira all while doing so!

Grace gave no signs of resistance to Aldira moving her arms away from her private parts… well perhaps formally private parts, for those were for humans. She listened intently as Aldira gave her first lesson on how to be less than human, how to accept her inner animal. “I-I feel it Mistress” The more Aldira pointed out how she was no longer human, how she was lesser than one, the more the tingling in the pit of her stomach grew. She reached out for it and warmth spread through her “It feels good...warm.” It felt… liberating… in a way. She shouldn't worry about what others thought about her, she was just an animal. Aldira's pet. As more people started at the owner and pet the more the feeling grew in Grace, though it was certainly not as much as Aldira was able to grow it.

With the first lesson finished, Grace finally dropped to all fours and started to walk like a true doggy. It was certainly uncomfortable for her body, especially being out on the rough road of the village. That was something that she would grow used to, or at least that's what she hoped for. “Woof! I can already feel your will changing me. I want to see what happens when I'm completely corrupted by you!”

Finally, Grace was shown what she was brought to the shop for. The shop inside was small, though unmistakably a tattoo shop. Thankfully her fears were completely unwarranted, as Aldira promised she was the only who could have her. The promise greatly reassured her plus made her pretty happy. Grace was left alone to herself as Aldira approved the man behind the counter and started to describe what she wanted and where. It didn't take long till coins exchanged hands and the deal was struck. The man greeted her and pointed out to where he wanted her to go. She shyly greeted back, conscious that she was actually talking to someone while completely naked.

She approached the table pointed out and was about to lay down on it when the man called out to her. She needed to lay face down? What had Aldira commissioned? “Ah, y-yes it's my first time. I'll do my best to stay still.” Honestly, she was a little nervous about this, she had heard talk about how tattoo hurt, though she didn't know to what level she should expect. Aldira's hand on her head helped calm her down. Before she could say anything in response the sharp prick of pain hit her as the artist started his project! It took a lot of effort to stay completely still, especially as Aldira explained what was happening to her! She was a branded animal now! Even with the pain surging through her, her voice started to become husky just like Aldira’s as she corrupted her further with her words. Thankfully all the pain melted away into the background when Aldira kissed her, which she eagerly reciprocated. “T-there's no going back for this animal now… she’s been permanently marked by her Mistress. There's no going back, and I love it!”
 

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(Not quite certain, but I like the feel of this. ^^)

"Oh sweetie, why Wouldn't I accept all of you... even if part.. or even most of you is a horny bitch? That's ok..." She cooed, with innocent-lewd encouragement.
"Hmnn perhaps you are even ready to.. service me in my real form.." She mused, taking in her slave and licking her lips. "But patience.. If I could just take and fuck you into submission, why that would be no challenge, would it?" She chuckled.

"You're a good dog girl. You already want to teach your body it's most important lessons.. good girl." She made sure to praise Grace's subservient urges further, brushing a hand through her hair. "Very good girl. Did you notice how great it feels to become a dog? Humans never truly get to feel like that." She suggested.

Inwardly, Aldira felt triumphant. True, under the influence of a mind-weakening drug, but Grace was marvelously embracing her training, even faster than the lewd alchemist had expected.. finally, a success.
Aldira didn't want a companion... she wanted a slave. A true Omega, faithful and loyal through her through the years, but the spirit of the wolf, as she liked to call the curse, it was strong, it made those it affected stronger, tried to turn them into apex predators. Unless of course, there was nothing but a subservient slave for it to work on.
Aldira noticed just how wet her bitch to be had become.. she could have pointed that out, but no.. she wanted Grace to embrace it, let it go ever further, not risk emberassing her, well.. not yet anyway. She'd nurture the girls sweet depravity, then, when there was no going back anymore, make it obvious to her and make her embrace it fully. Grace would become such a pervert under her guidance she had no choice but to fall fully for Aldira, the only one accepting a lewd animal like her...


"Good girl.. Let me take hold of your will. You can trust me to never abuse it, only bend it to the perfect bitch you were ment to be.. Hmnn look at you, walking like a dog.. Thanks for the effort, I know it's hard work for you, but.. the more you try it the less bitch is an insult and the more it just describes what you are, isn't that the best? It's liberating to just be a bitch, right my pet?" She smiled, and gently guided her bitch on... to her marking.

"Yes, no going back.. good puppy." Aldira cooed and teased, whilest the tatooist finished his work on Grace's bottom. "Hmnn and you know what that means.. you're a filthy bitch. who could love someone like you.. well.. I know someone. I love you." She cooed and kissed Aldira's lips softly, suckling on them slightly. "Good animal.. now.. the potions effect is going to end soon.. I got another with me however.. consuming it in short succession has.. side effects.. well, which are fun, right now.. although, know that I love you ... for you.. not because you are just an animal, but because you were once a human, turning herself into a slave animal.. for me. Now then." She cooed, and gently tipped a potion up against Grace's lips, before hesitating, shaking her head and lifting the potion to her own, drinking.. before, with full cheeks, kissing Grace and letting the potion flow into her mouth.

Grace still registred, somewhat, Aldira carefully spitting out the rest of the potion she hadn't taken, whilest it's warmth ran down her throat... and then, her consciousness faded...

Grace had the strangest of dreams. She was strutting through the little village, on all fours, her ass high in the air for all to see, a tail swaying behind her.. coming from a toy in her ass. She was on a leash, her expression that of an obediant beast, not a person. The images shifted, and she was on all fours, before a sitting Aldira, lapping wantonly at a red, pointy canine shaft between her legs and panting happily.

Another image of Aldira mounting her, turning into a half wolf, half woman form, pumping into her and howling lustfully, then, she growls into her ears: "You should be ready now.. accept it. Submit to it.. but also submit to me.. now and forever, I will love you." Before biting down on Grace's shoulder with sharp teeth and..

Grace awakens, from her strange dreams. There is nothing in her ass and she is actually fully dressed. Her shoulder is fine. She feels fine too, infact, strong and healthy, on this.. is it already the third morning in her new life here? Geesh.
She looks at the mirror, her usual cute, white haired face there, nothing unusual about her. She's dressed in her short sleeping gown and her collar, her eyes are soft and cheeks effeminate, her ears pointy and fuzzy like a wolves, but that is completely normal, a voice in the back of her head whispers. Something -is- off however,.. she has to find out what, but first, she has to bathe and shave herself clean for mistress, her hair having grown over night, in all the----
Grace realizes what's off. Her cute dog-collar! The tag on it says 'Bitch' not Grace. What is that? Did Aldira do that? Mistress loves her. But Aldira loves her. Why would she play such a prank on her? D.. did she tell Mistress Aldira about her.. fantasies? The dream comes back, the dream of being just a bitch, acting like one, going walkies, had this tag caused that? What a mean prank. She isn't... She is..
There is a pulsing anger in the back of her head suddenly... an urge to growl and tear and fight. An urge to fight bitch...
But there's also a calming, soothing sensation, urging her to kneel down and shave and relax, perhaps think about being bitch a little more.. but what will she do?
 

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“Hehe, thank you Aldira.” A lovely yet embarrassed smile bloomed for Aldira. Of course Aldira would accept all of her. That was who she was.

Grace moaned into Aldira’s kiss from anticipation. “Ahhn… i-its so hard waiting through…” Though vague, she could still remember bits and pieces of when she was previously fucked by Aldira, which only made it harder and harder for her to wait for the next time. What she could remember was an unreal experience that she only craved more of!

She wiggled her butt in the air as if she already was a doggy waving her tail about. Grace could already imagine a tail and doggy ears on her head! She barked again for Aldira as she was given a nice head rub from her Mistress. “It does feel great! It's a weird feeling in my gut, but in a really good way. I like it!” She said with some pep in her voice.

Even with the mind numbing potion, Grace took to her training like a natural, which in all likelihood, she was. She had been raised almost from birth to serve and obey, with her training only increasing as she grew older. It was like it was meant to be for Aldira as an already highly trained and submissive girl had fallen right into her lap seemingly by random chance! And Grace was all too willing to fulfill what she was born to do, as it was all she knew and loved, even if it was even more erotic and slutty than she had been prepared for! Just as Aldira wanted, Grace was starting to embrace her place. She could see where this was taking her, but she didn't mind at all. She could be cherished and that was what mattered.

“Hehe, that’s what I'm here for after all. Bitch started out as just a subconscious need for a master, but she's soooooo much more now thanks to you!” Grace affectionately nuzzled against her Mistresses thigh. “Yah! As long as bitch is just your bitch then life will be so fun!” Grace nodded her head enthusiastically at her inevitable future.

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It really stung! It hurt like hell if she focused on it, so naturally all of Grace's attention was drawn to Aldira, even laying down on her chest Grace tried to look into Mistress’s eyes. Her eyes were slightly wet from the pain, yet they still sparkled with arousal. She went into a daze as Aldira spoke and said that she loved her. She just stared into her eyes when small tears burst from her eyes and she smiled brightly! “T-thank you for loving me Mistress! For loving this animal! I love you too!” When Aldira suddenly kissed her, Grace was actually caught off guard with how gentle and loving the kiss felt. She started to return the kiss as well, thinking to herself, ‘ahh.. I'm melting… it feels so good.’ She released out a lewd moan as Aldira switched to sucking on her lips, enjoying everything that was happening. It wears off this soon? She was disappointed for a split second before Aldira continued. “I don't regret any of my choices! I love my rewards for them. I love you too!” She made a silly grin from overwhelming happiness as she spoke. She lifted her head upwards some more to help Aldira pour the next potion down her throat, but when Aldira changed her mind, Grace quickly noticed. As Aldira poured the potion into her own mouth, Grace puckered her lips up and adorably sat there waiting for her kiss. Even with the potion flowing into her mouth from Aldira’s, Grace still managed to have a quick wrestle with her Mistress’s tongue before Aldira finished giving her the potion and it brought her into the void...

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Her sleep was filled with one of those dreams that were so vivid they seemed like they had to be real. It was a strange one. She was walking through the village on all fours, her ass high in the air as she moved it from side to side to get her tail… she had a tail in as well… a toy was plunged into her ass that left a dog’s tail-her tail sticking out! A leash was attached to her collar, used to lead her around the village. Normally Grace would have thought that she would at least be a little embarrassed even in a dream, but no. She looked like she was completely enjoying it, and was making such a… a beastly expression. The next scene she could recall was her sitting between Aldira’s legs, licking and lustfully sucking on a red, hot, and pointed doggy dick! She was panting like a beast in heat!

Another image of Aldira mounting her, just like the last time she dreamed. It was a half women, half wolf, yet to Grace, it was quite clearly Aldira fucking deep into her wet folds with her burning hot cock! The words that Aldira growled into her ears resonated with something inside of her, and when Aldira bit down on a shoulder, Grace couldn't help but spring up into a sitting position suddenly fully awake!

Quickly inspecting herself, it's quite obvious she fine. Better than fine actually, she felt great! Her shoulder was fine, clothes on, and her body radiated that warmth you would feel after a full nights sleep. It was a little surprising she was sleeping so well and felt so safe here after only three days…

She looked into the mirror nearby, continuing her inspection. Her hair that she was so proud of was a little messy, but still looked good. Nothing wrong with her cute face. Her favorite nightgown and collar were on, the sleepiness still hadn’t left her eyes, her cheeks still a healthy rose color, her wolf ears were still soft and fuzzy. Nothing was out of place at all. But something was, that was the problem. She knew something was different this morning! Still not able to find what was wrong her mind starts to wander. ‘Ugh, I better get up, there's so much to do. I need to bathe and shave myself for Mistress Aldira. She needed to look her best for her Mistress, and it was like her hair had grown so mu-... Her cute doggy collar! Her name plate said Bitch instead of Grace! Why does it say that? Did Aldira change it while she had slept? ‘Mistress loves her’ The thought naturally popped into her head. But Aldira loves her, why would she pull a prank like this on her? She suddenly grew equally embarrassed and aroused as she thought she might have told Mistress Aldira about her fantasies in a sleepy daze. The memories of her dream came rushing back, all the scenes in it. Did they have something to do with her new name tag? She lightly bit down on her left hand as her other slid down her body towards the sudden heat in her nethers.

A rush of anger from seemingly nowhere floods through her mind! She wanted to start growling and rip everything into just shreds around her!

A calming sense of pleasure and warmth seemed to be pulsing in the back at her mind at the same time. She needed to kneel down and start her daily routine of shaving for her Mistress. She was just a bitch after all…

A spike of pain from her hand clears her mind for but a moment, that moment of clear headedness was all that was needed for Grace’s training to kick in. She needed to get ready for her Mistress! She couldn't embarrass her by looking like an ungroomed bitch. The peaceful, calming feeling washed back into her mind, with no signs of the hot pulsing anger returning, hopefully for good. She didn't like that uncontrollable rage. Were her teeth always this sharp? She had left quite a clear bite mark on her left hand thanks to the sudden rage. Grace shifted out of her bed, took a deep breath of the pungent wet dog smell still left in the room, and then started to ready her bath and get what she needed to shave herself clean. It was time for her daily routine!



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"That feeling in your lower tummy is a good feeling. It's called disgust. You should nurture it, embrace it. Let it replace your human dignity. I am sure others have called you disgusting in the past.. they were mean to you, but right. I am right too, but I love you. I love the nice, disgusting feeling my bitch has.. because it means she'll do whatever I will to please me."
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Grace fought back the more primal, beastial, wolfish thoughts.. and bitch managed to suppress them, moving on to groom herself instead. Bathing and shaving, smelling nice for mistress.. by now the dog-stink in the room had grown almost familiar, admittedly. Grace got up and left the room, tensing up for just a moment .. clothes? No.. no.. an animal like her didn't wear clothes. Why would she? She had her collar.. was she supposed to wear anything else?

She steps outside and sees Aldira, working on some potions..

"Huh.. oh hello there Grace." She smiled down. "Glad to see you.. no really, I am.. it worked." She grinned, wolfishly. "That you're here and not.. heh.. wilder than this means my experiment wroked.. Bitch is already winning." She smiled. "Oh, you must be confused.. but don't worry about it, Bitch." Aldira smirked, stepping forwards and hugging Grace, petting her soft, sensitive ears.. the sensation felt so new...

"Remember what you told me yesterday?." Aldira asked, still fully in the nude, as her warm, soft breasts squished up against Grace's chest. "About being a pervert. I feel like you had a hard life, and I really like you, so I want to help free you, if that's ok." She nodded, and leaned back, presenting a full breakfast table.. salad with a good helping of white, glacing sauce that gave off a divine, familiar smell. "But first! Your breakfast!" She smiled and nodded, sitting down and picking up a piece of lettuce, rubbing it slowly, gently under Graces nose, smearing the.. seasoning up there. "That's my special seasoning made for you, with love.. want to know whats in it?" She purred.

"It's made almost entirely out of cum." Aldira revealed, before reaching out to hold Grace's lower belly, rubbing it softly, shhhing her gently. "Shhhh.. it's ok.. it's my cum.. so warm and icky in your tummy.. can you feel it? That feeling of disgust.. good.. let's nurture it ok, Grace? Try your best.. for me." She continued softly petting Grace's lower belly. "Just like those mean people told you.. you are disgusting.. you like to eat my cum.. you love it, don't you.. Too late now.. you can't stop slurping it down.. but it's ok.. I love how much of a filthy, disgusting pervert you are.. you filthy bitch.. hmnn slurp it all down and think about it for me, think back to all they've done to you... how can you be anything but so filthy.. so perverse.. so digusting I just have to love you. So filthy you'd do anything Aldira wants you to do, right?" She purred, whispering into Graces wolfish ear.. oh she'd let the girl fight her prior training .. in a way.