Posted on 2020-11-16 05:43:19
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Long story written by commissioner DuskiSnowpaw: The young deergi strolled into the gym with such confidence, this was a new year, and it was time for a new him! He was going finally fulfill his new years resolution for once and get rid of his puppy fat! He was gonna become one big, buff pup! He- Oh my gosh is that a vending machine!?

...

Several embarrassing moments later after eating 6 cupcakes, 3 biscuits and 5 double chocca lattes, Duski felt incredible guilt, he clearly had no self-control and would be too easily distracted, but he knew he wouldn't be able to afford a personal trainer...
But he wouldn't let himself down! He would do his best and try to slim down his slightly doughy form, besides he had already paid an extortionate amount for a years membership...

The deergi logged himself in with reception and pressed on, he would run on the treadmill... And get thrown off...
Maybe an exercise ball would be alot better and safer... Oh my gosh this is so bouncy- POP! THUD!... ow~
That's it, swimming would be much better! Even if he could only doggie paddle... What did the lifeguard mean he couldn't dive bomb in the deep end!? That was just great, banned there too...

With a sigh, the deergi retreated to the locker rooms, it had been an eventful day and he just wanted to take his mind off everything, maybe he was just destined to be a pleasantly plump pup.

Locker rooms were a weird thing for canines, their sensitive noses can be a blessing or a curse for some, on one side they can smell like 1000 locker rooms crammed into one; an intense, strong, disgusting, musky cave of men and cheap body spray. On the other side they can smell like 1000 locker rooms crammed- Y-You get the idea~

Despite being a little down in the dumps, Duski's nose was in overdrive, his ears twitching, tail slowly wagging, the smells of the room triggering his canine instincts and the mixture of scents excited them, but while it would embarrass him a little, he could live with it... But something was different, there was one scent trail he simply couldn't ignore, it smelt vile, sharp, damp and above all stinky. The canine inside him was taking over.

Duski had a very closeted secret he wouldn't dare admit, but being a corgi, there was a deep, ancient drive inside him to steal pants and socks, mischievous trait of the loaves of old.

He found his target, a seemingly abandoned white jock, as he got closer he could tell it had been used recently and left after what must have been a rather intense workout, it was violently strong, utterly foul... He had to have them!

His tail wagging, he reached out to them, thinking he was alone, but unbeknownst to the canine, catching the attention of a large, muscular cat, the owner of the jock...

"Hm?"
The tiger turned, spotting the excited Deergi reaching for his sweaty undies, at first angered, but soon intrigued by the tenacity of the canine. He wondered why someone would want to steal his jock, clearly not for monetary gain, and it's a very odd practical joke to play on a stranger... Maybe he was a secret admirer, or maybe, he was a canine, and he knew his alpha scent could be... Irresistible, there was only one way to find out...

"Hey, what do you think you are doing?" The tiger growled, banging on the locker next to him causing the canine to jump and yelp.

"G-Gah!! Oh gosh, I-I am so so sorry heh heh... I-I assume these are yours, S-Sorry sir, I don't really know what I was doing..." The canine whined, shrinking and shaking, his ears drooping and his tail tucking between his legs as he tried to give back the jock, wanting to just escape the situation as soon as possible.

"Oh? Did a little dumb puppy get distracted by a real alpha's scent? Ha ha! That's so adorable..." The jock snarled, grinning as he watched the dog squirm, standing tall over the tiny prey.

"What!? N-no I-I-I..." Duski panicked, totally unsure how he was going to get out of this, everything rushing though his head as he shook.

"Hahaha! Cat got your tongue? Admit it, you couldn't help yourself, but you didn't have to try to snatch them, pathetic pooch..." The tiger couldn't hold back an evil grin, as he firmly grabbed the sweaty jock from the frozen pup.

The musky, hunky tiger asserted himself over the dog, as he teasingly held up the jock between the two, watching the dogs face fill with emotion, a mix of confusion, disgust and excitement as the scent became overwhelmingly powerful, the canine unsure what was happening in this moment, unsure if he was in danger, as his world seemingly started to melt away, the tiger pushing his way into his focus, demanding his full attention.

"...You could have just asked~ My name is Fong, and I from the look on your adorably confused little face, I think we will be spending a lot of time together..." The tiger cooed, watching the scrawny, anxious pup before him seemingly melt away from existence.

"W-what~? N-no I have... To go I-I-..." Duski mumbled, somewhere knowing he had to get away, he was doing something wrong, he had to get out of there, but being unable to, seemingly stuck on the spot, inhaling the buff tiger and his tired jock, noticing how pretty Fong's eyes were, as they almost seemed to glow.

"Say, why are you here, pup? You are looking a little lost. Did you need a trainer, boy? I can help you become big and strong, someone loved and adored, so happy and content, focusing on what matters and making things so much easier" Fong told Duski, it seemed like he could read his mind, like he knew all of his problems just by looking at him, part of Duski was blown away, stunned, an emotional critical hit which left him even more vulnerable to the hulking cat.

"Y-yes...that sounds great~!" Duski nodded, his tail straightening and wagging softly, his ears perking back up and directed to the cat, as he couldn't help but lean towards him.

"Good doggie, it's a deal, now then, hold still please~" Fong cooed, very gently petting the dog, before slipping the warm, moist jock over unquestioning pup, his eyes widening as the stench hit him hard, it was enough to make someone unconscious... Or utterly entranced~

Duski's eyes began to swirl a generous green, the scents forced their way into Duski's nose and mouth as his mind fogged, unable to stop himself breathing deeply as he became dumber, more primal, the canine in him acknowledging this new scent as his alpha, his master, his owner, drooling as he was overwhelmed, becoming a slave to the inescapable smell.

The Tiger's tail wagged with joy as he couldn't hold back a wide smile, watching the dog before him regress into his very own, mindless beta slave, someone to care for and transform however he wished, and with that thought, he opened his locker, full of spare clothes, energy drink, and more importantly, kink gear...
Fong took his opportunity to dress up his new pup, slipping off his red boxer briefs and replacing them with a snug fitting jock, adorned with a glowing red spiral, pulsing as Duski's cock tented against them, the tiger growling softly as he inspected his new pet, stroking his chest, feeling his rump, and rubbing his cock...

"Good boy~ just keep huffing, throbbing, thinking of master..." Fong whispered into the pup's ear as he moaned, as he clipped a harness over his chest.
"let your alpha train you, turn you into the best pup you can be..." The cat cooed, turning the deergi's face to his gently, scritching under his chin and leading him back into the busy gym...

The gym was filled with jocks and wannabes alike as the generic electronic music thumped though the speakers, a constant, unending, droning beat adding to Duski's trance as this ears twitched while being marched into the room. People stopped and stared, weights were dropped, two people flew off their treadmills, cameras clicked, one guy even cheered, but the two took no notice, Duski simply marched where he was led.

Fong stopped his follower by pressing his floofy chest, Duski stopping and standing, as he fetched a hefty, but suitable starting point, something light for him, but rather demanding for the doughy dog, he gently dropped the weight into Duski's paw and told him to hold, moving behind him as he could hear the poor pup straining, he wrapped his paws over the pups and helped him pump the weight up and down, slow at first, but building up faster, getting in tune with the thud of the music, lifting up and down, up and down, up and down...

"Well done! Good boy! Such a good boy, pumping away, feel those muscles stretch and strain, feel yourself get lost in a haze of my musk and the music, pumping away not keeping any track of time..."

The deergi obeyed, rep after rep, each one flowing into the other, oblivious to the outside world, just knowing his master was there for him, watching over, hypnotising and shooing away anything that could disturb his pup, time ticking away, the basic bass pumping every second, just lifting up and down, up and down...

Minutes faded into hours, Fong watching out and shutting off the hard working pup when he needed too, returning the next day for another day of intense training, pumping all day again as the deergi's muscles swelled and grew to match the tiger's, his tank like body glistening as he kept lifting those weights, barely acknowledging he was eventually lifting 3 times his original weight.

Fong couldn't help but admire how much his pup had grown, he was so proud of him!
It almost brought a tear to his eyes as he watching him happily obey, clearly stuck in his own little mindless bliss and he just focused on getting bigger for master, he felt it was almost time to bring him home.

"Well done, pet! You are such a good boy, you have made master so proud, I think it's time we go home soon, what do you think?" The tiger asked, petting his big, sweaty dog and watching his tail wag.

"Yes... I want to be yours, Master~" Duski whined, so so hard to think of anything else other than flexing his muscles and being a good, obedient doggie.

"Good boy! Let's get you home..." Fong said cheerfully, as he clipped a red collar around his pups neck, a golden tag jingling down from it to show who his master was, as he clipped on a lead and tried to lead Duski away, the deergi an immovable object as he continued to lift.

"Drop~! Drop it, pup."

Duski dropped the weight in front of him, the weight crashing though the floor with a bang, causing many in the room to jump as he innocently put up his paws, and marched behind his master...

The deergi felt a chilling breeze as he was marched out of the gym, his fur standing on edge as his exposed body was exposed to the elements, before his trainer guided him to his car, opening the door and gently guiding him in.
"Thats it, good pup, we are going on a little trip for a very important training session..."

The suggestion of more training made the dumb doggie wag, sitting in the car and awaiting more instructions, the door slammed as the tiger slipped into the driver's seat, suddenly met with his pup's sweaty musk filling the enclosed space, it was strong, stronger than his jock, even the tiger felt it become harder to think before he opened the window, snapping back to reality.

"Mmmph, gosh you are a very good pup, so big and musky, you are perfect~!" Fong giggled, before driving away.
Duski felt the breeze again from the window, before feeling an overwhelming urge to stick his head out, his tongue hanging out as his tail wagged more, everyone staring as he passed, they must have been so impressed, he was such a good boy.

The car parked up in front of the tiger's house, it was a small, cozy but very homely suburban house with a small front a back garden, a wonderful space for a young bachelor and his pet, Fong jingled his keys as he stopped the car, catching the attention of the deergi.
"We're home pup, let's get you in and... House trained, hmhmhm" Fong teased.

The two entered the home, Fong rapidly lead the pup to his room, so excited about what he was going to do next, he burst through the door into the room, leading his hulking beast behind him, before gently kneeling him down in front of a TV and gently holding his head, grabbing the remote and getting down to the pup.

"Hehe now pup, this is going to be very fun, just relax... And watch the TV..." Fong whispered.
With a click, the TV came to life, flashing bright as it filled with spirals, the tiger holding the canine's chin as he directed him into the swirls.
"...as I adopt you, little puppy~"

The canine was no match to the swirls as he slipped so deep under their spell, his deep trance plumetting even deeper as the spiral swirled faster and faster and faster, becoming an utterly mindless animal as his mind was drained, his open mouth drooling over himself.

With the dog preoccupied, Fong gathered something special, a pup hood just for his good, obedient doggie.
He slipped the hood over the deergi, poping his antlers though the top, before clicking the remote once more, entering phase 2...

The swirls reached max speed and whirred, flashing words too quick for the drooling dog to comprehend, but deep down he knew, he was a pup, he was always a pup, a pet, a dumb, obedient dog, he had to beg, he had to wag, he had to pant, he was a good boy, he had to obey his master, he was owned by his master, all he could do was wag, whine, beg, bark, and be a good dog...

Fong was overjoyed, he always wanted a puppy, and now he was gonna make the perfect pup, one that would obey his every command and one that would be addicted to him in everyway... Which reminded him, he had to claim his new pup...
The End


(There is also an alternate version of this picture at the source where the last panel is the tiger peeing on the sub.)

Posted on 2020-11-16 06:49:56
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Wow what a wonderful story, I loved it