The post office had been as quiet and dull as ever. Rose had sorted the mail room twice, and still had far too much free time. It gave her plenty of time to fantasize about the things she would be doing later with her stallionfriend. She had once confessed one of her biggest fetishes to him. Rose wanted to be turned into a dog; treated, housed, and fed like a dog. The thought of being used by her owner and the male dogs turned her on.
But it had been months ago when she had mentioned it to her special somepony Mac. It was impractical to think he’d go through with turning her into a dog and letting her live like that for months. Secretly she had hoped to live a life like that, but there was only so far she had gone in admitting her fetishes to her lover.
Rose finally got off work and raced home, excited to see what games her special somepony had planned for her tonight. She found him waiting in the living room, watching T.V. “Hi, Master, how was your day?”
Mac smiled and got up from the couch, using his magic to turn off the T.V. “Just getting ready for a very special session tonight.” He then used his magic to lift her saddlebags off.
Rose’s wings were fluttering as she imagined being bound and gagged, perhaps for a day or two. Maybe he had planned to invite a stallion or two over. It had been a while since she had gotten to roleplay her rape fantasy. The dogs started barking in the back yard, sensing she was home.
“Here, I got you something,” Mac said. He levitated a box over to her and she took it in her hooves.
Her wings were flayed out, in stiff display, as she opened the box to see what lay inside. It was a silver metal collar with a golden dog bone, on which her name was engraved. She had wanted to live out this fantasy ever since she’d met a pony that openly accepted her inner fantasies. “It’s beautiful!”
“Go ahead, put it on.”
“But I don’t see a buckle,” she said. She lifted it up, dropping the box as she eyed the collar curiously.
“It’s like a magnet. The enchantment will seal the collar shut so only I can open it. I had a friend of mine help me craft it. It’s some of the finest unicorn craftsmanship we’ve produced. I took the liberty of putting some other spells on it to help you live out your fantasy.”
Rose smiled and placed the collar around her neck. Sure enough, it clicked into place. She felt it tighten snugly on her throat, like a choker necklace. It seemed to fit its rigid form against the curves of her neck perfectly. Had she tried to get a hoof, or even a smaller object like a spoon under it, she would not be able to.
She looked over at him, wondering what was next in her fantasy of living life as a female dog. “What—”
BZZZZT!
She collapsed on the floor and yelped in pain as the collar zapped her. Rose rubbed her throat with a hoof.
“Now, Rose, we both know bitches can’t speak. If you make any noise a dog isn’t capable of, you’ll be punished. I’ve also never seen a dog with wings, either, so let me help you out.”
Mac levitated a pair of nylon sleeves and straps over to her. They matched the color of her fur and were shaped to fit her wings. Rose lie there with a feeling of dread and excitement. He was really taking her all the way on her fantasy to be treated exactly like one would treat a dog. She opened her mouth to ask him how long this game would continue, then recalled she could not speak. The length of her time as a common mutt would now be a mystery to her.
He unfolded the pouch, and let it rest on her back. Using his magic, he rubbed at the base of her left wing and guided it into the sleeve. Rose enjoyed the smooth sensation as her wing slid in, and a slight charge of static electricity built in her feathers. Once her wing was snugly inside, elastic straps closed around the base of her wing, trapping it so she could not take it off without help.
Rose fluttered her right wing nervously. She didn’t like having her wings restrained and that made it all the more erotic for her. For a Pegasi to be completely at the mercy of another pony, bound to the ground and unable to fly. . . She was starting to rub her thighs together in excitement as Mac struggled to get the last wing in place.
Finally he tried massaging her back to help her relax until he could fit the other wing in the second sleeve. After that wing was sealed inside, he began to buckle a strap around her ribs that would keep the wings from moving.
Rose could feel the nylon squeezing her wings as they were rendered useless. Each time she moved them, they would slide an inch along the nylon and send a shiver down her spine. She couldn’t move her wings any further than that, before they were pulled back against her and pinned to her side. She smiled up at him, and crawled forward to tease his cock by licking it.
She felt another shock in her collar. “Bad dog! Why would I want a bitch like you licking my dick?” Mac said. “Go eat dinner and get something to drink before I put you out for the night.”
Rose whimpered as she was scorned for her sexual advance. It was true, a dog shouldn’t like their owner in that way. She walked into the kitchen to search out her dinner. Her wings attempted to spread out so she could fly up to the counter and see what he made. The trapped wings did nothing, and she looked around, finding her dinner.
In a bowl on the floor was some dry dog food and beside it was a bowl of water. Rose looked around and saw it was the only thing he had set out. She went over and tentatively ate some of the dry food. It was very salty, and the crunchy grains got stuck in between her teeth.
She focused and managed to finish the food, having been quite hungry. She then went to the bowl and drank the water inside it. The water had a sickly sweet taste to it, which she attributed to the dog food. Feeling a fullness in her bladder made her realize she really needed to piss now, having forgotten about it since she got home. She walked back into the living room. “Master, I—”
BZZZT!
Rose squealed from the shock and felt her bladder release itself onto the floor. Mac was on her in an instant “Bad dog!” he yelled. Her frightened bladder tightened up, cutting off the stream.
Mac grabbed her collar with his magic and forced her face against the ground next to the puddle. “You don’t piss in the house! Now, lick it up and learn your lesson!”
Rose’s eyes went wide as she was dragged backwards, and her face planted right in the middle of the piss. Her heart beat rapidly as her loins burned, exhilarated at her treatment. Rose let her tongue flop out and cringed at the taste, then began lapping up all the urine.
After a few minutes, she had cleaned up her mess on the floor. She felt Mac yank her by the collar towards the back door and she scrambled to get her legs beneath her. In a moment, he got her to the back door and tossed her outside.
“You’ll be sleeping with the dogs tonight—and every night—if you can’t be house trained.” Mac slammed the door shut, leaving her outside with the other three dogs.
Rose felt herself urinating again in the dirt, finally able to relieve herself. She was wondering why she had to pee so badly after only a small bowl of water, and could feel too much arousal flowing through her. It was almost like she was in heat, but she wasn’t due for another three months!
She wondered if this had something to do with the collar or the odd tasting water she had just drank. The odor of her arousal was intense, assaulting her nostrils. She heard one of the dogs trotting over to investigate.
Spot, a dalmatian, was the first to reach her. He stuck his wet nose against her ass and started sniffing.
“Spot!”
BZZZT!
Rose rubbed her neck, then tried a different approach. “Woof!” Spot looked up at her and tilted his head. She noticed his dick dangling limp beneath him. Before Rose could ponder it any further, he jumped onto her back.
She gasped as he quickly thrust himself forward, trying to push past her tail and find her inner folds. The stiff bone in his dick rubbed against her until it finally found its way inside her. She tried to flutter her wings and escape, but it was useless. As soon as Spot hit his mark, he climbed further on her and thrust himself in deep and hard.
Once he was in, he had barely began to thrust as Rose felt something swell up inside her. She had always wondered exactly what sex with a dog would be like, but reading about it and experiencing it were very different.
The base of his penis was swelling up rapidly, and the walls of her vagina clenched down on it. This only seemed to excite him further, as the swollen knot lodged itself in place inside her. Rose tried to buck forward and back on his penis, but it had sealed itself in place. It pushed against her insides almost painful, not budging an inch.
She could feel the rest of his member twitching inside her, sealed in at the base. Spot felt himself lock into place and seemed disinterested now. Rose felt him swing a leg over her, and try to sit down. She found herself laying there in a moment ass to ass with Spot.
She then felt somethign squirt inside her, realizing Spot had just cum. Rose moaned, but wasn’t getting the stimulation she needed to achieve orgasm. She tried again to get some motion from his penis, some slight excitement, but the knot locked them together so effectively she could not.
Spot continued to cum, filling her up inside. She felt some pressure building, but it was not yet uncomfortable. Rose stroked the soft patch of fur around her clitoris, enjoying what she could, as she was filled up. Her arousal only grew stronger as she was denied release, and Spot spent five or ten minutes locked to her, pumping his semen in.
Right when she thought she couldn’t take another load, she felt him start to slip out. Rose tried to get some stimulation by bucking her hips against his dick, but it was already limp. A string of cum followed his dick out of her hole, and then a small wave of sperm.
Rose whined and looked down at her aching pussy. She had been so close to something truly wonderful. The thought occurred to her that there were two more dogs out here that might want to mount her. Rose got to her hooves and walked over to the spot she had urinated at.
it occured to her that for the dogs to take such a sudden interest in her, Mac must have put something in her food or water to mimic the pheromones of a bitch in heat. The urine was the key to attracting the other dogs to rut her and give her the orgasm she wanted so badly.
Feeling rather horny and ready to be fucked like the bitch she was, she rolled around in the dirt, smearing her urine and scent over her back. It would help attract the other two dogs. Covered in the muddy piss, she trotted further into their fenced back yard.
Sure enough, their retriever caught the scent quickly. His name was Lucky, as he had been the runt of his litter. Thanks to Rose, he had grown healthy and larger than Spot. He wasted no time coming over and sniffing at her flanks, and then her ass. Rose knew the bitch would either walk away, or swing her tail to the side to invite the dog in at this point. She swished her tail past his nose, putting her pussy on display just in time for Lucky to see it wink.
Lucky wasted no time when he saw it blink. He climbed on top of her and started humping. In his excitement he didn’t have much accuracy, and after banging into her plot a few times, his dick penetrated into her ass instead of her pussy. Lucky didn’t realize, or didn’t care, as he pulled himself further on her and pumped as quickly as he could.
Rose screamed in pain, dropping her forelegs to the ground and raising her plot up against Lucky. What he had quickly thrust in was no longer limp, quickly swelling up to lock itself in place like Spot had. She scrambled forward on the ground, attempting to make him pull out before he was trapped in her ass.
She whimpered and squealed, and since the enchanted collar didn’t shock her, she continued to do so. The bulb had swollen at the base of Lucky’s dick. Like a large inflatable butt plug, there was no way in tartarus it would be pulled out until uninflated.
Rose felt the inner walls of her ass stretching, as the bulb had barely made it inside before inflating. His dick almost tickled as it worked its way around inside her.
Despite the pain and the shock of it, she reached a hoof back and began to play with her clit. Rose could at least get off while the dog fucked the wrong hole. She’d just need a free hoof too—
“Ruff! Ruff!”
Rose moaned, recognizing the bark of Alpha, their large rottweiler. Lucky whimpered, realizing he had just stolen the pack Alpha’s mare, and by rights only the Alpha should be mating. Lucky was already locked inside and tried to pull out, but it was useless. Instead, he wound up just laying on his side in submission, as he sprayed a steady stream inside Rose.
She used her free hooves to trace the folds of her marehood, trying to bring herself to a badly needed release. The swollen member continued to fill her up, and her body screamed at her to take a dump. Rose felt her colon swelling up as more and more of the stick sperm filled it up.
Her juices and some of Spot’s cum continued to leak out of her slit as she rubbed it with her hoof. Just a minute more and she would be there. Before she could, Rose felt something tackle her in the side. She panicked and yelled out, being quickly reprimanded by a harsh jolt around her neck.
Rose then realized Alpha hadn’t gone for her, but Lucky. No sooner had Lucky gone limp and started to pull out, the rottweiler had jumped him and chased him off. Lucky had taken something that didn’t belong to him, and already the largest of the three dogs was sniffing at Rose’s flank.
Rose blushed, flattered that Alpha had taken a strong liking to her. He was the biggest of the three and had often drifted into her mind, especially when Mac was away on business. She had always wanted to feel him inside her. Knowing he was going to take her one way or the other, Rose got up. She turned around and swished her tail out of the way, then kneeled on her forelegs.
Alpha growled and then sniffed the plot that had been presented to him. He walked around Rose, considering whether or not he’d accept this bitch into his pack. Rose gulped as he sniffed at her neck, knowing that the large dog—though normally not violent—could kill a pony as easily as the stray rabbits or foxes near their cottage.
Rose sighed in relief when she felt him climbing up on top of her. She held still and felt him slide into her. Alpha began thrusting rapidly to ensure they were knotted into place. Rose reached a hoof towards her clit. He felt amazing inside of her, but she knew he wouldn’t last long. Dogs were built to get in and out quickly, before the female could escape.
She bit her lip, imagining it was a gag, and moaned as he pounded her pussy. Rose slid forward slightly each time the large dog thrust into her, and she managed to reach her burning marehood with her hoof and rub at it.
Rose closed her eyes as she felt him swell inside her, and slowly his thrusting stopped. The waves of pain and pleasure no longer coursed through her as he turned around and began to fill her with his seed.. She went limp and would have collapsed to the ground, but Alpha was still attached to her.
She had been so close that her hoof proved enough stimulus to finish the job. While the two were knotted together, she rubbed her clit in rhythm with the contractions of his dick. She felt ready to burst as he spent ten or twenty minutes filling her with his sperm. It wasn’t uncommon for a dog, but she had never realized how long that could feel when her partner was basically denying her orgasm.
Finally she felt herself tighten up on the knot lodged inside her and let her eyes roll back into her head. The fire that had been stoked deep inside her marehood for the last hour finally exploded outward, washing over her limbs. She shuddered as the rush of energy overtook her and blanketed her in pleasure. The world seemed to fade away as Alpha finished up his thrusting, pulling out of her sore vagina.
Rose slumped in the dirt until she felt something lick her face. She opened her eyes to see Alpha looking at her expectantly, then walking off towards the wooden dog house he slept in. Rose looked behind her and saw both Spot and Lucky looking at her with envy. She knew they’d want to fuck her again, and were waiting for Alpha to leave. It was an instinct to be the last male to fuck a bitch to get her pregnant, and pass on their seed to their offspring. Luckily, they could not actually get her pregnant.
At this point, Rose was pretty tired and still trying to adjust to her new fantasy. She could only wonder what Master had in mind for his bitch tomorrow, as she followed Alpha to his doghouse and crawled inside. She’d rather not spend the night being hounded by all three dogs after such a long and taxing day.
Rose laid down next to Alpha to get a night of undisturbed sleep—unless Alpha decided to fuck his bitch, as was his right. She sighed in contentment in the warm and small home, breathing in the scent of his sweaty fur. Rose fell asleep, happy to have such a considerate master.
Rose woke up to the sound of the bell ringing behind the house. She felt Alpha run out, and she stood up groggily and stretched. Rose felt her pinned wings aching, but couldn’t do much about it. The straps to unlock it were sealed to prevent her removing them. The nylon sleeves also had been cinched tightly around each wing.
She went outside and saw Mac pouring wet food into the dog’s feeding trow, and realized with some horror that it was their meat mix. Rose’s stomach rumbled as she trotted over, and saw Alpha barking and forcing the other two dogs out of the way.
Alpha stood there looking at Rose, and at first she thought he was warning her. Then he turned to bark at the other two and started eating. She realized he wanted her, as the packs new Alpha mare, to eat first too. Rose trotted up, her stomach rumbling, and looked in the trow.
“Well, eat up like a good bitch,” Mac said. “There is only going to be more dog food where that came from for you.”
Rose looked up at him and frowned, then swallowed the lump in her throat. She placed her nose down in the trough and sniffed the wet, brown chunks of meat. Licking at them rewarded her with a salty, but also musky taste. It was slightly bitter also. Having sampled the gravy she brought a piece of the meat into her mouth.
She chewed on it for a moment, realizing the meat was softer then she imagined it would be. It was likely made from rabbits or other small rodents captured in the forests, and then processed in a factory to make it easier to package and sell.
Fighting past her gag reflex she swallowed it, then took a larger bite. It was juicy and not bad tasting at all. In fact, Rose thought she kind of liked it. She had always fantasized about being prepared as food, but never about eating meat. Now that she was actually eating it, she felt a thrill at the guilty pleasure of knowing she was eating another animal.
She finished up her meal and was about to trot through the open back door to find her Master and see what he was up to. Rose felt her bowels get upset at their unexpected meal of red meat, and ran out into the dirt. Squatting down, she quickly and noisily emptied her bowels onto the ground.
After a minute of discomfort, she turned back to see Mac waiting at the back door. She looked at her master and frowned. “Well, of course it didn’t sit well, Rose. You used to be a vegetarian, but I’m sure you’ll get used to your new diet.”
He smiled and levitated a hose up. “Now come wash off before you come in the house.”
Rose walked over and felt a cold blast of water hit her. It caused her to cry out for him to stop, and the collar shocked her. It sent painful sensations down all her legs as the collar nearly shorted out. The hose aimed at her messy plot, and the hard stream of water forced it’s way past her folds and forced her to stumble forward.
She was now dripping wet, but relatively clean, and managed to stay on her hooves. Mac grabbed a towel and dried her off quickly, then went back inside. Rose followed him in to see what he had planned for today.
Once inside, she noticed Mac wasn’t alone. He had brought another mare to the house. “Who—”
BZZZT!
Rose cursed herself, realizing she was still not used to her new role as a pet. She whimpered and trotted up to the blue pegasus.
“Whoa, this is her, Mac?” Dash said. “The mare you told me about, whose fantasy was to live her life as a bitch?”
“Yeah, that’s her,” Mac said. “Rose, is this your fantasy? To be a bitch?”
Rose replied by barking and nodding. She got an idea, and trotted up and licked Dash’s neck. She could taste something akin to a fresh rain and started to lick her even more.
“What the—get down, dog—I mean, pony!” Dash said. Once Rose had gotten down, Dash looked her over from head to flank, noting the collar and wing binders. “I can’t believe this. It’s so. . . hot.”
Mac laughed, watching her back off and sit down. “She’s only been living her fantasy for one day yet she’s come so far.” Mac whistled. “Alpha, come here.”
Dash’s eyes went wide as Alpha trotted in. The large dog immediately went to Rose and started sniffing at her.
“Rose, Dash here has always had a fantasy of her own—she has wanted to see a pony fucked by a dog. In fact, she has a few interesting kinks but none of them that should concern a mutt like you. Now, present yourself to Alpha.”
Rose blushed, not quite comfortable with a stranger watching her get fucked. Her fantasies had never involved being watched by another mare who might steal her special somepony from her. She thought it would just be Mac watching her get fucked, or forcing her to sleep on the floor, among other things. She raised her rump in the air and flicked her tail to the side.
Alpha took the invitation, climbed on top of her, and thrust inside. She moaned in delight as he filled her up, using her like the bitch she was. Just like last night, he forced himself in while limp and thrust forward, rubbing against her until he became engorged and locked Rose onto the base of his shaft.
Rose opened her eyes when she smelled the familiar scent of a mare in heat. Normally she would only smell it in passing, walking through town and passing a mare. Now, she was feet away and saw Dash standing there, blushing as liquid dripped down her hind legs. She was definitely enjoying the show. Rose moaned louder, tempting the shock collar, as Alpha took finished filling her.
As they laid down ass to ass, locked together, he began to fill her up with more of his seed. With both eyes closed she focused on rubbing her marehood in small circles right on her clit. She heard some mumbled whispers and felt each pump from Alpha inside her. Moaning loudly, Rose made it over the edge and into an orgasm before Alpha could go limp. She rode the waves of enjoyment down as he stayed locked in place until his body had run it’s course.
Once he had finally gone limp and pulled out, she turned around to lick up the last of his sperm from the floor. Rose did not want to make a mess.
“Holy shit, that was amazing.” Dash looked over at Mac. “The uh—other thing we talked about? Can we. . . you know. . .”
Mac smiled. “Of course. Come on, Alpha.” He led him to the back door and closed it, leaving himself and the two mares indoors. He walked back over to Rose. “Master is going to be a good house guest and make sure Dash feels right at home. If you can’t behave and watch like a normal dog would, “I’ll have to chain you up outside.”
Rose was wondering what he meant when she saw him walk over and begin rubbing at Dash’s flank. Dash moaned in pleasure and raised her rump in the air, presenting herself to him. Mac wasted no time mounting her and sliding into her eager, damp pussy.
“Wha—”
BZZZT!
Rose slumped down from the shock, growing quite irritated with them. Yet, she knew that she was being a bad dog. She deserved to be shocked for misbehaving. Master was only treating her like the other dogs: ignoring her when he didn’t want her attention, and then coming to pet her or feed her, like any good owner would.
Rose realized she really was just another bitch now. A dog, a piece of property, a household pet to serve her master Mac, and his new marefriend Dash.
She could only watch as he hooked his forelegs around Dash’s wings for leverage. Mac never made eye contact with Rose as he pulled out to the tip, then thrust his penis in to the shaft. Rose could hear his balls slapping against Dash, and her every grunt and moan. The mare would look at Rose every so often, likely imagining herself in a similar predicament.
Mac continued riding Dash, ignoring the mutt laying a few feet to his left on the floor. As the two fucked right in front of her, Rose found her hoof drifting to her wet snatch and start rubbing. She was turned on to see him taking this other mare inches in front of her. Both ponies acted like she didn’t exist, just another worthless house pet oddly watching it’s owners fuck.
Rose closed her eyes and began to moan in rhythm with Dash. Her fantasy was even better than she had expected. She was the worthless mutt, being fucked by their dogs, and at the same time here to witness her Master’s own needs fulfilled by another mare. Her mixed emotions were soon reinforcing her new place as nothing more than a dog.
She hadn’t lasted long as she masturbated. Several images of herself being taken again by the other three dogs came to her head. She moaned loudly as she came. “Fuck me—”
BZZZT!
She squealed, the shock hitting her in the middle of her orgasm. Her brain was overwhelmed, mistaking the pain for more pleasure. Her orgasm doubled in intensity and she screamed out loudly in pleasure.
BZZZT!
Rose writhed in ecstasy, yelling, as the shock collar zapped her. It felt like the spreading warmth that comes right before the climax. Each shock sent a renewed dose of fire spreading out through her muscles and elevated her orgasm to higher levels. She couldn’t keep quiet as the shocks prolonged her orgasm.
After what felt like hours, she opened her eyes. She saw Dash kneeling down and recovering. Mac pulled his cock out of her pussy and a long string of his cum fell to the floor.
“Holy shit,” Dash said. “That was amazing, can we do it again?”
Mac smiled. “Of course, but first my bitch has made a mess.” Mac frowned and pointed his hoof at the puddle of her arousal. “Clean that up now, Rose.”
She looked down at the large puddle of her juices and quickly licked it all up. She nearly came again as was forced to swallow all of her own arousal. Rose then looked up at him, her tongue hanging out of her mouth.
“Good doggy, whose a good doggy?” Mac patted her on the head and then pointed to where he and Dash had been standing. “Now, clean up our mess.”
Rose looked over to see the juices and sperm from the two ponies fucking on the floor. “But I—”
BZZZT!
Rose whimpered in defeat and crawled over to the semen on the floor, having no choice. She didn’t want to lick up the juices of another mare and her special somepony—no, her master—but Rose wanted to be a good doggy, so she did it anyway.
Once she was done, Mac attached a leash and lead her out into the back yard. Rose didn’t see how he attached it to the collar, or where he had gotten the chain leash. Mac attached her to a wooden pole in the ground. She had about six feet of chain before it ran out, severely limiting how far she could move from the pole.
“Now, Rose, you were a bad dog in there. All that screaming and yelling, masturbating in the middle of my floor. Good doggies don’t masturbate, and they never say no to their master. You’re going to think about what it means to be a good doggy while I go fuck Dash again. You won’t have any lunch or dinner today, and tomorrow morning I expect you to be on your best behavior.”
Rose tugged at the chain and whimpered as he left, but he didn’t look back. She curled up to cry in the dirt. She was not sad at being used but at being a bad dog. Rose didn’t want to be a bad dog. She wanted to be a good dog that her master would love. She wanted the other dogs to fuck her and to have all the dog food she could eat. She wanted to be taken on a walk, or to fetch a newspaper. She wanted to be taken to a vet or set loose to frolic in the nearby forest. She wanted to raise puppies of her own—even if it wasn’t possible—she still wanted it.
But first, Rose had to learn to be a good doggy.