[Dog TF] A Loyal Dog (Patreon)

Commission for SeriousSentence. 

Sexy cats are so yesterday, so when Nina's boyfriend asks her to wear a collar and go to a Halloween party as a sexy dog, who is she to say no?

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Nina put down the mascara with a smile, having just put the finishing touches on her outfit. Applying the dark nose and whiskers with eyeliner across her cheeks had been difficult but worth the effort; she couldn’t wait to see Sebastian’s face when he arrived! Before they had started dating, she’d never much gotten into sexy costumes for Halloween; it had seemed a little demeaning but Seb had insisted she give it a go tonight. His friend Jason was hosting a party and she knew impressing him was paramount if she wanted to keep Seb in her life. She placed the faux fur ears into her long black hair and grinned at her reflection; the tight-fitting black shorts and singlet were going to mean she was shivering half the night but she had to admit, they looked great. She’d even splurged and bought herself a new push up bra to really enhance her cleavage. The doorbell rang and she rushed for it, throwing open the door with a wink and smile.

“Meow! What do you think?”

Seb’s costume was of a musician whose name currently escaped her; all leather and silver chains. He looked sexy as hell but she felt her face fall as his eyes roamed over her scantily clad body. He didn’t look impressed at all, in fact, he looked downright disappointed.

“A sexy cat? Really?”

Her confidence deflated in an instant. She hated when he was disappointed in her.

“I-isn’t that the sort of thing you wanted? When I googled these were all the rage.”

Seb sighed.

“First off, nobody says ‘all the rage’ anymore and secondly, they are everywhere because they are generic as fuck, Nina. I mean, come on, you couldn’t have picked a more boring ‘sexy’ costume if you’d bought one of those nurses’ outfits online.”

“Oh.” Now that he mentioned it, she had seen quite a few sexy cats each year when she’d attended parties. All that time spent making her mascara into a perfect cat’s eye suddenly seemed very stupid.

Sebastian walked past her and she closed the door, he gave her a look of resignation, as if this was exactly what he expected. It had been hard for Nina, trying to fit in with Seb’s alternative crowd friends; all they talked about were music, shows and films she’d never heard of, she knew they thought Seb was wasting his time with a ‘basic bitch’. The first time she’d met them she’d stood out like a sore thumb in her high rise jeans and pastel shirt, after that Seb had helped her go shopping for some darker clothes. Each time they’d hung out with his usual crowd she could feel them judging her, this party was her last chance to really fit in and become part of the group; and here she was already screwing it up. It was a wonder Seb hadn’t dumped her weeks ago.

“I’m sorry.” She sighed, Seb cupped her face, eyes filled with pity.

“It’s fine, I should have known this was too hard for you to do alone. Luckily, I bought a backup. Sorry Hun, I just can’t show up at Jason’s with you dressed like the most generic girl in the world. I have my rep to consider.”

“Of course!”

Nina had never known how important and tenuous reputation was in the alternative crowd until she’d started dating Seb. She’d always kept to herself growing up, never getting involved in cliques or the popular kids in high school. It was only now, that she was out in the real world after college that she realised how sheltered she’d been. More than anything she wanted to fit in with Seb and his friends, they all looked so cool in their grungy, goth inspired clothes and the way they spoke, she envied the confidence and sophistication so much. So, when Seb pulled what looked like a black negligee out of his bag, she did her best not to balk; it was supposed to be a sexy costume after all.

“Change into this and wash those whiskers off.” Seb ordered, “Keep the black nose though, we can work with that.”

Nina nodded, taking the dress from him and heading toward the bathroom to change only to have him gently grab her arm with a gentle smile.

“Nina, it’s me. Just change here, no need to be such a prude.”

She blushed. Sebastian had seen her naked of course, there wasn’t anything to hide from him. She slipped off the shorts and top, shivering in the cool October air, she probably should have closed a window before stripping off. Seb sat on the nearby couch watching her with cold eyes; already conducting his appraisal no doubt, she couldn’t let him down. Holding the item up in front of her Nina bit her lip. As she went to pull the dress over her head, she was forced to hold her breath, the fabric was incredibly tight. Her bust was squashed already and it wasn’t even on properly. The push up bra simply would not fit underneath.

“Just go commando.” Seb shrugged, “chicks are always telling me bras as a sign of the patriarchy or whatever, nobody will care if your nips show through occasionally.”

Nina blushed profusely at the sentiment, just Seb seeing her nipples was embarrassing enough most of the time. She’d heard the bra comment before but Nina had always been of the opinion that those women who burned their bras were not in possession of a pair of double D’s, where even walking normally without support could cause a scene. She didn’t have a choice though; the dress simply was not going to fit with a bra on. Trying not to look nervous she unclipped it, letting the strapless number fall to the ground while she pulled the dress over her bust. The loose skirt barely brushed her thighs, there was no way her ass wasn’t going to be on full display the moment she stood anything but stock straight.

“Isn’t this a little…whorish?”

“It’s edgy, Nina. Edgy is good.”

She bit her lip, if she wanted to fit in with Seb’s crowd this is just the sort of thing she was going to have to get used to. With his help she unpinned her pointed ears and long felt tail, replacing them with new ones. The ears were floppy, almost puppy-ish and the tail short and stocky. She wiped off the whiskers and darkened the tip of her nose as instructed and Seb took a step back to admire her.

“Hmm, the fishnets and boots work well with this actually so they can stay, you just need one last finishing touch.”

He reached into his bag one final time and produced a black leather collar with silver studs and a tiny bone hanging from the centre. It, like the dress, was just that touch too small; tight enough that she couldn’t forget about it but not so much that it was a struggle to breathe. When they were done, she walked back into the bathroom, looking over herself in the mirror once more. She was certainly showing a lot more skin, the dress was so lowcut one wrong move would expose her fully. But other than that, there wasn’t that much difference.

“Isn’t this basically the same?” Nina questioned, gesturing to the dog ears.

“You see a million sexy cats every Halloween.” Seb explained as if it were the simplest thing in the world, “You never see sexy dogs. It’s a statement.”

Nina nodded even though she didn’t really understand. A statement about what? The only thing her body seemed to be saying dressed like this was ‘hey, check out my tits’, which really was much the same as her original. Still, now Seb was looking at her with approval and desire, so she wasn’t going to complain.

“You look like such a bad bitch.” He laughed at the pun and Nina felt her heart skip, making him happy always made her feel good but the sensation seemed tenfold tonight. Without thinking she gave her hips a little wiggle, making the fake tail wag; the movement felt strangely natural.

~

As they approached the party Nina began to sweat, she fidgeted with the collar as perspiration began to gather there as her nerves increased. Turns out she needn’t have worried about the cold October air; her anxiety was warming her plenty. She had to do good tonight, if she was ever going to be accepted here she couldn’t risk making a fool of herself again.

“Just do everything I say. You’ll fit right in this time, so long as you do that.” He gave her ass a squeeze and she couldn’t stop a tiny whimper escaping.

What was he thinking? Trying to turn her on right before they knocked on Jason’s door. Now she had two things to try and ignore! The door swung open and she found herself hit with a wave of heat and sound from inside, music with deep bass was thumping in the living room and she racked her brain for the name of the band. Last time she’d been unable to identify the underground music being played she’d earned several smirks. Fortunately, she wasn’t quizzed as Jason welcomed them in.

“Nice costume, Nina.” He grinned; her heart leapt at the approval.

“Thanks,” She tried to sound nonchalant, “It’s a statement.”

‘Just don’t ask me about what.’ She thought.

The room was filled with all kinds of costumes, half of which Nina couldn’t identify. There were certainly no sexy cats, though there were plenty of girls in short skirts and low-cut tops. She and Seb made their way over to the punch bowl and dunked their glasses, she almost gagged when the liquid touched her tongue; it was basically pure alcohol. She swallowed it down like water, ignoring the burn and trying to act as if her tolerance was sky high, like the others.

“Be a good girl, I’m going to catch up with the guys.”

Seb gave her a pat on the rump and walked away into the crowd, leaving her stranded. Nina knew better than to let her guard down though, wherever he was in this room, he’d be watching her, deciding whether she was worth it or not. She just had to be good, that’s what he told her right? Be good. Placing down the cup she looked around; most people were gathered in small groups, talking about one thing or another. Joining one alone was probably a bad idea, one wrong word and they’d dismiss her outright and within seconds word would get back to Seb. She couldn’t embarrass him!

Instead, she joined several of the other women in the middle of the longue where they were dancing. Well, stepping from left to right and swaying their hips a bit. Jumping up and down like she was used to at clubs was frowned upon in this scene, she’d learned that the hard way the first time she’d come to a party here. Here, they were supposed to listen to the poetry of the words, letting the melody flow through their bodies, without getting too overwhelmed in moving that they couldn’t listen. At least, that’s how Seb had explained it.

Even so, Nina found it hard not to shake her hips just a little bit, wagging her tail back and forth. Something about the movement brought a smile to her face and she couldn’t help but enjoy the weight behind her ass. It almost seemed to be moving on its own; a trick of her mind after being addled by that punch no doubt.

She was just chatting with a girl dressed as gender bent Joker, letting her explain how the character would actually work better as a woman when a high-pitched whistle pricked at her ears. She turned, seeing Seb sitting on the couch gesturing for her to come. She gave a quick goodbye and skipped over to him, flopping down onto the couch with her head in his lap. She was tipsy now, inhibitions and anxieties smoothed over and Seb’s approving smile made her ache inside in the most delicious way. She keened, leaning into the touch. She almost wanted the party to be over so they could go home and have sex right now.

“You look like you’re having fun.” He grinned, “You’re doing such a good job of fitting in this time, Nina. I am so happy with you.”

His hand rubbed across her belly, filling it with butterflies. She’d never realised how sensitive the skin across the plane of her stomach was before, for the first time she wished the dress was a bra and skirt instead so she could feel that hand unimpeded by fabric, thin though it was.

“I have to admit,” Jason said, flopping down on the couch next to them, “You’ve come a long way Nina, when Seb first started bringing you to these things I thought you were a bit of a basic bitch.”

“Well, she’s a good bitch now.” Seb laughed, laying his hand atop her head and giving her a pat as though she really were a dog.

Nina felt her cheeks and chest flush pink; the touch felt so nice. Not to mention the compliments, it felt so good to have Seb’s approval, Jason’s as well. Wanting nothing more than to earn another she leaned up against her boyfriend and smiled placidly.

“Seb’s helped me so much, he’s such a good boyfriend.”

His hand came up and rested on her head, holding it against his shoulder gently and pleasure began to pool in her lower stomach. Maybe it was her imagination but she swore she could feel him playing with the dog ears atop her head. It made a subtle heap bloom between her legs.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Seb continued to converse with Jason as if she were part of the furniture. “It’s all about cultivation, finding a girl who’s a blank slate and making her what you need. Nina such a good little obedient girl.”

Oh.

Oh, those words made the heat between her legs explode, she couldn’t help but quiver. Yes, she was a good girl, she was Seb’s good girl. Her shiver had caught the attention of both men and she blushed.

“Sorry, caught a cold draft.” She lied, “Would you excuse me, I just need to go to the bathroom.”

She couldn’t wait till the end of the party, all this praise from Seb was like a drug. She’d always loved pleasing him but tonight something was different, it was turning her on. She was doing so well; she couldn’t screw this up by getting horny and making a fool of herself. If she did that Seb would be so disappointed, even the idea made a small whimper escape her throat as she closed the bathroom door.

She splashed cold water on her face and gently dabbed it dry with a towel before cursing; her make up! A quick inspection showed that her nose was perfectly in place though, luckily. It even looked more realistic now that it was wet. She dabbed at it with the towel but found it stayed moist no matter what she did. Oh well, it almost looked real with that sheen of moisture, why not keep it? A knock at the door made her start but she instantly relaxed again when Seb’s voice filtered through over the music.

“Hun, you okay in there?”

Just the cadence of his voice made her heart begin pounding and she couldn’t help but wag her tail, she’d missed him in the minutes they’d been apart. Without hesitation she ran to the door and opened it, throwing her arms around him, she could feel her tail pounding against the back of her legs.

“Woah, hey there, eager much?” He teased.

“I…missed you.” Nina pouted before humming in contentment as he ran a hand over the top of her head.

The touch sent tingles across her skin and down her spine, she wished he’d do it again, instead of resting his palm against her shoulder.

“I missed you too. I never did say just how hot you look dressed like that.”

She demurred, letting him lead her down the hall away from the music, her trip to the bathroom had been undone by his praise already; she could feel her pussy pulsing. A moment later he stopped, pulling her around the corner and pressing her body into the wall with his own. A deep moan escaped her, almost like a howl as she lifted her elongated snout to the ceiling and bore her throat, allowing his mouth to kiss along it. She was already so turned on she could do nothing but pant, lungs unable to keep the air in as Seb’s teeth bit gently into her neck.

“You like this don’t you, being a good girl.” The words ‘good girl’ were like a shot of bliss straight to her brain.

“Yes.” She whispered, finally lowering her head to look right into Seb’s eyes.

His gaze was electric, it held her in place without a single order.

“I knew it, this collar makes it feel even better.” A finger touched the black leather around her neck, it seemed hum against her skin and she cocked her head to the side in confusion.

She wanted to ask what he meant but the query, and all other sane thoughts, fled her mind a moment later as his hand came up to stroke across her hair. Each pat was slow and soft, brushing across the sensitive skin of her dog ears and making her whole body quiver. Over and over again he stroked, running his hand down the fur slowly spreading from the nape of her neck. Somehow the touch felt almost as good as a finger between her folds. Is that what he meant about the collar? Was it doing this somehow? She didn’t care, she just wanted more.

“Follow me.”

“Yes, Master.”

The words slipped out before she could stop them; she’d never called Seb ‘master’ before but somehow it felt right. He took her hand and gave her a winning smile, free hand cupping her chin.

“I like that, you’ll call me ‘master’ from now on.”

“Yes, Master.”

Just saying it, knowing that it made Seb happy, sent a bolt of pleasure through her. Obeying him felt right, more than that, it felt wonderful. She wanted to do it more just to feel that bliss again. He pulled her into a darkened bedroom, maybe Jason’s judging from the dark sheets. Seb kissed her firmly and she yielded to his touch, bending back her neck to accommodate him until he finally pulled away. In the darkness she could only make out his vague shape, the only light coming from a streetlight out the window to their left, she could see it reflected in his eyes.

“Sit.”

Her knees folded beneath her as she obeyed without question and was rewarded with another wave of pleasure. She looked up at him, wide eyed and horny, already shivering in anticipation as that hand reached out to stroke along her hair once more.

“That’s my good girl.”

Her tail thumped against the ground in response to the praise. Yes, yes, she was his good girl. God that felt so wonderful to think, to say. Her panties were already soaked through but she didn’t dare touch herself without permission, no matter how badly she wanted to.

“Undress me.” She reached up and unbuckled Seb’s belt the moment the order came.

She treated every article of clothing with reverence, lifting it off him almost like a king’s robes and carefully setting it aside. It was so hard not to linger on his skin, to run her hands along it or better yet, her tongue. Once the thought had appeared in her mind she couldn’t ignore it, the smell of his skin so close was impossible to resist. As she finally removed his shirt, the last item, she found herself falling forwards, running her tongue along his adam’s apple and savouring the taste. She only got a second though, before Seb stepped back.

“Bad girl, I never told you to do that!”

Guilt immediately flooded her and she demurred. He was right, she knew better than to disobey. Lucky for Nina, her master was kind, he didn’t punish her for it, instead he pulled her close, kissing her hard to remind her who was in charge. With ease he lifted her tiny dress over her shoulders, even in the darkness she could see the silhouette of his cock and her tail wagged in anticipation. When his hands slipped into her panties to cup her ass, she moaned, shivering as he gently pulled them down her legs.

“Get on the floor.”

She did so, revelling in the pleasure obedience bought as she felt Seb kneel down behind her. She was naked, save for her collar and she felt his hand grip it lightly as he moved into position. As soon as his tip touched her waiting hold she shivered; she’d been good, she had earned her reward.

“Tell me what you are.”

“Your bitch.”

“That’s right.” She could hear the smile in his voice, “And don’t you forget it.”

He thrust in, so hard and fast that her knees burned against the carpet. The pain bothered her none, the overwhelming sensation of being filled more than overpowered it. It was bliss. She rolled her hips, pushing back against him as they rutted. She felt dominated in the most delicious way; with every thrust her breasts bounced, loose and hanging beneath her until Seb reached a hand beneath to squeeze. She let him, he could do anything he wanted with her body, no matter what it was, it bought her pleasure. Yielding to him was the ultimate joy. She focused on squeezing the cock inside her, the most important thing was that she please her master, if he was happy she was happy.

“You feel incredible!” He praised and she moaned in tandem, his words giving her just as much pleasure as his body.

Already she could feel herself tightening, orgasm was only seconds away and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She wanted to delay; remain tight for her master as long as possible but with her G spot being teased mercilessly and Seb’s hand on her collar, grounding her in place, she was unable to hold on much longer. The collar was so good, it was a constant reminder that he owned her. That she belonged to him, just thinking about it made her body quiver.

“You don’t cum until I say so.” She could only nod helplessly; words having left her.

She was so close, right on the edge but she couldn’t cum. Not when her master had ordered her not to; that would make her bad. She tried to focus on the ache in her knees as a distraction but it proved fruitless, her mind kept returning to her pussy with each thrust. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning, her sharp canine teeth almost ripping the soft skin. She could feel herself starting to crest, orgasm inevitable; a high pitched whine emerged from her throat as she desperately tried to hold back. Behind her, Nina heard Seb chuckle.

“Alright, you’ve done well, my bitch. Cum for me.”

With a howl she climaxed, Seb’s words of praise pushing her over the edge as wave after wave of pure ecstasy passed over her body. Her pussy clenched around him rhythmically before finally her arms gave out. She fell forwards, letting Seb fuck her through the orgasm until she was a whimpering mess.  He was forced to move a hand from her breasts to hold her hips in place as he continued to thrust, before groaning and coming to a stop.

For a moment he lingered, stroking the soft fur across her hips before he withdrew and Nina curled up on the floor in post coital bliss, tail still wagging between her legs. Seb settled down next to her, cuddling her close and stroking her hair in a way that made her squirm.

“That’s my good girl.”