Mag-log inI couldnāt move. I couldnāt think. It felt like I couldnāt even breathe.The girl who used to look back at me in mirrorsāskinny, curvy, eighteen, familiarāwas gone. In her place stood a small brown puppy. Round head, short ears, neat little snout. Front legs a bit chunky but still proportional for a dog that size, paws small and neat. The back arched in a smooth curve, stomach flat. Back legs thicker, paws a little larger, but nothing that looked wrong. A tight little ass with a perfectly sized fluffy tail hanging from it.The only thing that didnāt belong was the pale pink of the wide pussy lips, visible only if the puppy was on its back. The asshole was even harder to seeāsmall and hidden by the fur.Everything else looked exactly like a real dog.I moved my head. The dogās head moved. I tried to shift forward on my elbows and knees. The dogās legs moved.That was when I saw my own pussy still open and exposed through the suit. Something inside me finally broke. I collapsed onto the
I finally got some control back in my limbs and started thrashing, swinging my folded arms and legs as hard as I could. The suit and the way I was draped over the chair made it completely useless. I couldnāt get any leverage. I was stuck.Sophie laughed softly. āAww, look at that. Bitch found her movement again. Too bad sheās just a puppy now.āShe brought the dog-head mask closer. For a second I realized I could still talk.āSophie, pleaseāplease donāt do this. I donāt know whatās wrong with you but you have to stop. This isnāt you. Youāre scaring meāāāNothingās wrong with me, Bitch.ā Her voice stayed calm, almost gentle. āYouāre the one whoās broken. But donāt worry⦠Iām going to fix you. Youāre going to become what you were always meant to be. My puppy. My Bitch.āShe pressed the remote again. The shock wasnāt as strong this time, but it still dropped every muscle in my body. I stayed conscious enough to feel her slide the mask over my head. The inside was soft and elastic; it mol
āNow we need to decide on necklaces,ā Sophie said, dragging out another big container from under her bed.āOkayā¦ā I mumbled. I was barely keeping my eyes open. Weād been going through prom stuff for almost two hours alreadyādresses, shoes, earringsāand my body was screaming for sleep.Sophie pulled something out of the container and moved behind me before I could really react. āI think you should try this one on.āI felt something thick and stiff settle against my throat. She snapped it shut hard.āWhoaāhey, I can put it on myself, geezāā I sat up and reached for whatever sheād clasped around my neck.It didnāt feel like any necklace Iād ever worn. The material was thick and leathery. The only metal I could find was a heavy ring with a little tag hanging from it. My fingers kept searching for a clasp, but all I found was a small padlock at the back. It sat so tight against my skin it almost felt like it was choking me, even though I could still breathe.I scrambled off the bed and ove
I was completely wiped after volleyball practice. My legs felt like lead and my shoulders ached from all the serves and digs. The hallway was packed with people heading for the exits, backpacks bouncing, voices bouncing off the lockers. I pushed through the crowd as politely as I could, muttering soft āexcuse meāsā until I finally reached my locker. The aisle was empty except for Sophie, who was still spinning her combination.āHey, Sophie,ā I said, trying to sound less exhausted than I felt.She looked up and grinned. āOh my god, Lena! Perfect timing. I was just looking for you.āāWell, here I am.ā I opened my locker and started shoving books in without really looking at them.Sophie leaned against the locker next to mine. āSo⦠random question. Do you wanna come over to my place for a bit?āI groaned quietly. āUgh, that actually sounds nice, but Iām so tired. I literally just want to go home and face-plant into my bed.āāCome on, please? Tomorrowās the start of Spring Break. Youāll h
I woke up and pushed the covers off my body. Morning sun came through the window and landed on my naked skin, making it look warm and shiny. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Standing in front of the full length mirror I looked myself over.My eyes were a deep purple, the color I was born with, and my hair was the same deep purple because I had dyed it that way. The hair between my legs matched it too.I took my razor and carefully shaved most of the purple pubic hair away, leaving only a thin strip in the middle. When I checked the clock and saw it already said 7:50 I swore under my breath, ran to the closet, threw on clothes and hurried out the door toward school. I made it to gym class just in time and went straight to the showers.I washed under the warm water and when I stepped out, Megan was standing in the doorway. My bisexual ex-girlfriend. The stud who used to make my knees weak every time she walked into a room.āWhat do you want, Megan?ā I asked, trying to keep
Her eyes darken. She doesnāt hesitate. She leads me down the hall and into a beautifully made bedroom that smells faintly of her perfume. The second the door clicks shut I have her back against the wall, kissing her harder this time ā deeper, hungrier. My hands slide under her shirt, mapping the soft curves of her waist and the lace of her bra. I pull the shirt over her head and toss it aside, then reach behind her and unclasp the bra with one quick motion.Those perfect tits spill free and I take a second just to look. Soft. Full. Nipples already tightening under my gaze. I pin her wrists above her head with one hand and kiss her again, then drag my mouth down her jaw, her throat, biting gently and sucking until she lets out a shaky moan. My tongue traces lower until I close my lips around one pink nipple, swirling and teasing until it hardens completely. She arches into me when I switch to the other side, a soft cry escaping her throat.My free hand slides down her stomach and ove
I glanced up at the clock on the classroom wall and gave my desk a couple of sharp raps with the butt end of my ruler, quickly bringing my fifth-period Human Sexuality and Family Planning class to order.This was my first class in this school since my transfer last week, and hell has been happening
It had been almost three weeks since Beatrice and I started sinning together. Every few nights she would sneak into my room after lights out, or I would go to hers. We didnāt even pretend it was just ācomfortingā each other anymore.We were fucking. Plain and simple.Two horny nuns rutting like ani
I am Sister Mary, thirty-five years old, and until recently I had never known the touch of another person, let alone a man. I had taken my vows as a virgin and believed I would remain one forever.But something had been stirring inside me for months.The dreams started innocently enoughāsoft kisses
āHello, is anyone at home?ā I took the trouble to yell. This was the tenth ring, if not the eleventh. āI'm leavingā¦ā The door kicked open this time, cutting into my words. A gorgeous brunette appeared, forcing a smile. āIām sorry. I wasā¦.ā āYour delivery,ā I pushed the parcel at her, already ang







