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Amy watched silently. She wondered if it would normally be enough. But the current circumstances were a little different. She had clearly just mated and the other dog might have smelled things that hinted at her arousal. After watching Skye’s attempt to present herself for a moment, she felt the familiar feeling, mounted again and the dog immediately humping her. This time a dog she had not interacted with previously. “How different does it feel? Introducing yourself to a new dog, offering to join the pack, by mating with him before anything else?”

Skye continued to pant as she listened to Amy. She then heard and watched as the new dog, a husky came over and began to sniff at her. She had recovered a bit and soon she pushed herself up and nodded at her mistress. She then looked behind at the dog and began to shake her butt left to right rather seductive, hoping to entice the dog to her cum dripping pussy.

Amy would not ask her questions about what she felt for the lab at the moment. That could wait for later. She let Skye have a moment, smiling over the girl getting an orgasm from a dog. But she did not get much rest. "I'll give the command, if I have to. You can use the word too, later. But let's see if you can do it. Try to non-verbally show the next one you want to mate with him." Amy was not sure if she could do it, but wanted to see. Wanted to see what Skye might try to get one of the dogs to do it. She called over a second one, a Husky. Who took some time to study Skye, sniffing her in various places. Including sometime on th

Skye let out a loud moan and felt herself orgasm hard as well at the same time as she felt the lab let out its final thrust and cum deep inside of her. She could feel the warmth filling inside of her and then felt as the dog pulled out of her. She then laid there panting heavily, still on her hands and knees but with her face down in the grass from exhaustion. It felt incredibly. She couldn’t believe that sex with a dog and being bred by one could feel so good. She wanted to feel the others too.

It was another moment before the lab came. Skye feeling herself filled by a dog's seed. He got off, wagging his tail. Content that he had mated with his new friend, she was now his mate as well. Skye had said she felt something 'special' about him. She was curious to what it is. Was it more as a 'dog', accepting his claim over her, the feeling of wanting to be his mate? Was it closer to the love she might have otherwise felt for a human boy? A mix? She decided to give her a moment before beginning to call the other dogs over. Let it register what just happened, how much she enjoyed it, that she wanted more. Let it really sink in be

Skye continued to moan and nodded, “y-yeah! I want to meet them! I want to meet them all and feel them!” She then thought about the dogs all fighting over who got to mate with her. She wanted to meet them so that they could get a taste for her. She indeed did feel turned on at the thought. She nodded saying, “yeah! Yeah! It does turn me on!”

It should not have been that much of a surprise. Amy had watched how deeply Skye was identifying as a dog now. It was surprisingly fast, but it was genuine. Naturally it would be dogs she wanted to have sex with now. Skye might have started fantasizing about it before long if she had not set this up. "He should be almost done. You want to meet the others, get to know them by mating with them after he is done? Show them your place in the pack? They will be so happy to have someone they can mate with whenever they want. Does it turn you on that they may fight over mating with you sometimes?" Amy guessed they would realize she preferred

Skye continued to moan out as the dog pounded away at her. “Y-yes! I want more! I want more later…!” She spoke and then thought, “I-I feel a connection… with this one… something special but… I-I want to feel the others too!” Skye couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. How could she think this was right or felt good? Was her mind really that reworked to make her think she was a dog now?

"You're a dog now. Of course it does. You want more later, don't you? Don't worry. You can do this with him and the others as much as you want...do you want to do it with the others, or do you feel something different here? You feel it, don't you. He is trying to claim you, make you his mate." Would the other dogs fight over her? Would Skye be turned on by their fighting, if they did? Aroused to the point of giving herself to the winner? Amy was curious to let it watch, stop them if the dogs fought too aggressively, but let them compete over Skye if she wanted too. But then she seemed to be close to that dog, the only one that play

Skye looked up at Amy as she spoke. Her eyes widened in shock as she heard what she said. She couldn’t believe this. She had trained these dog to do this with her own body?! She had sex with her dogs multiple times?! After what she had done with her earlier, this wasn’t that surprising but still was quite a shock. ”I-it feels… it feels weird… but… it feels… really good… y-you’re right mistress… it feels… wonderful…!”

"...You asked me earlier. What made them see me as part of the pack, instead of just their owner? The alpha female, especially now that you are here as another? I trained them all to do this, with my own body. Every one of them have done this to me repeatedly...it feels wonderful dosen't it? Especially for a dog like you, probably even more. What is it like, to know a dog is mating with you? That he sees you as nothing but a dog, his mate?" She wanted to know how Skye felt as it was going, after it was over. That the only males she would probably ever have sex with were dogs.

Skye blinked in confusion at Amy’s words and her command. She had been wondering when to do what? Soon enough, Skye got her answer when she suddenly felt the lab get behind her and on top of her, forcing her into her hands and knees. Then within a matter of seconds, Skye would feel his big hard doggy cock push inside of her and stretch her out. She then felt him beginning yo thrust and hump at her. She couldn’t believe this. Her virginity had been robbed by this dog. She couldn’t believe this is what her mistress had planned. She couldn’t believe it, she was having sex with a dog, she was mating with one. It hurt but at the same time, it felt

"I've been wrestling with when to do this, Skye. But I think you are ready. To just how much of a dog you really are. That you are now the pack bitch." She looked to the lab. "Mount." One of the commands she had trained all the dogs with. A command that up until know meant for them to have sex with her. Her standing and being dressed confused the lab for a few seconds, before he realized he was being told to mate with Skye. Something he had wanted to do anyway. Of course there was no foreplay with a dog. He simply ran behind her, quickly mounted her and started mating. It was not pleasurable to him the same way it was to a human.

Skye blinked and stopped as well and then crawled over to Amy where she sat with the lab. She too had no idea what was about to happen and how it would change her into a fog even more.

She was ready, Amy thought. Time to give her one more big surprise. "Here, boy! Here, girl!" Amy called out to both of them. The lab stopped playing and eagerly ran to his mistress. He did not know what she was planning either, but the tone in her voice suggested it was something good, wagging his tail, waiting both for Skye to catch up and to see what his mistress planned. Amy was excited too. She was sure Skye would be shocked, but if she thought of herself as a dog now, she would probably enjoy it before it was over, and want more.

Skye continued to run around and chase the lab around the yard, barking and laughing. She was having so much fun and the bright smile on her face was evidence of this.

They can't just be oomping and loomping all the time, sometimes they gotta get their doopity doo on, right?

Anahel frowned at Mirina’s words. She didn’t belong to anyone. She was her own person. She wanted her to see that but for now she too just tried to move on and see what worse they could get done here at the farm.

Mirina was happy for the approval, but that last request was difficult. A slave could not just call her mistress by her name. Even other humans, the prince included, had difficulty doing that. Though they referred to her in ways of respect, towards an Angel. “I must belong to someone.” She insisted, almost with neediness. The idea of living her own life was almost alien to her now. She almost wanted to beg against being abandoned, but she did not dare. Didn’t she understand? Mirina needed this right now. She was getting more desperate to try to think of ways to get the Angel to agree she was her slave. But for now, she just obeyed,

Anahel smiled and nodded her head saying, “excellent work. You did great. I expected this from you but still it was exceptional. Come on, let’s go see what else we can do around here,” she smiled and then said , “oh by the way Mirina. Do not call me mistress. I told you before, I am not your mistress nor are you my slave,” she knew it would still be a while before Mirina could except this and so she just sighed, “just call me Anahel.”

Mirina had not really forgotten. Though she considered it an old life. She was not going to be doing it long term, unless the angel started her own farm. She did not see that happening though. This angel was supposedly going to lead Prince Maxim in war against Vanoria, to regain his kingdom. Bring all the other slaves they could find back home. She wondered how that would turn out. They would end up with a kingdom where nearly every woman was a slave. In theory the children would not be, but could the prince stop society from changing in the years of the women being mostly slaves, or would the people accept that as reality? She did n

Anahel followed the girl around and watched as she got the chores on. She watched closely to follow along with what she was doing as well as to pick up some of it. She smiled as she saw Anahel moving and remembering how she used to act and do these things back with her normal life. It was a reassuring sight.

Did the angel actually want to know how to do these things for herself? Mirina found it strange an angel would care about such things. But it was not her business really. She fell back into old reflexes. Mixing the old life with the new. Taking care to feed each animal the right amount of the right sort of each food, because she had been told too. Making sure each was healthy, unhurt, had already been getting enough food. She did identify with all of them to varying degrees. She shared a role similar to them now. The biggest difference was she would not be slaughtered for food, as some of the animals were. The Vanorians had not gone

Anahel looked at the girl, watching as she got down and stared at the mark on the cow. Anahel could tell that she had one as well. She could tell that she felt some relatability with the cow. She wondered if Mirina would mind if she healed her brand? Anyways she then watched as the girl got up and went about with the duties, watching closely to what she did to learn.

Mirina obeyed, as she always did. She did not think this would accomplish anything, but that did not matter. If Anahel wanted her to do this, she would do it. Though she gave the angel an odd sight first walking up to one the cows, placing her hand on the leg. Next to it's brand. Quietly admiring it. She had one too, of course. Her master had put her in an outfit that showed it off. Made her proud to show off she belonged to him. The simple dress the priest had changed her into now covered it. But then her old master was dead anyway. If anything she actually wanted Anahel to put her own mark on her. Sure, it hurt badly at first.

Anahel nodded at Mirina with a smile. She then found the feed as well as some bottles for when they would milk the cows. She then looked at the slave girl and said, “let’s go. Perhaps you can show me how this is done.”

The girl could tell. She did not know the whole process, but she knew what the girl was made into. Like so many other girls here. Then only difference was her master had been one of the soldiers here, so she was not taken away. She looked at the slave, who looked up with a small. “Do not pity me, the Angel killed my master, I belong to her now, She is a kind mistress, but I do not regret what I am.” The other girl kind of expected that, heard what slaves were like when the process was done. They experienced some of the same things, she did not understand how so many girls could end up like this. “…Thank you for trying to he

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He couldnt control his little body as it tried to push itself closer to what was to come. He hadn't even really noticed Blackberry just watching him, perking at the sudden words. "A re-reward?~". He quivered a little from the small touches before his head was pulled back. He kept the position the best he could as she inspected,looking all embarrassed. His cock was throbbing happily as if proud of its work and mess-ification of the plush despite his reaction. His hole tightened back up slowly around the vibrator as it was left to sit and buzz inside him. He was tinkering on the edge in no time,giving small grunts as you forced his mouth into a

Amy thought maybe she would speed things up a little, let the dog do what she knew he really wanted to do to Skye, to claim her as his mate. She would wait just a little while longer though, they were having so much fun and it was interesting to watch Skye be less and less human, completely by choice. That was another reason to speed it up, it was one of the biggest steps left she could take to really being a dog. She let them continue to play, watching Skye completely get into everything.

Natsuki felt as Monika continued to stroke her cock making her let out more moans and only making her cock let out more and more of her cum into Monika’s face and body. Finally she felt like no more could come out as she leaned back in the toilet and panted heavily, her chest rising and falling heavily. “T-that felt… amazing…” she said softly and then finally looked at Monika, “O-oh my god! I-I’m so sorry! I-I made such a mess on you!”

Would they sing an Oompa Loompa song about those panties? "Oompa loompa, doopity doo we'll get those panties right off of you Oompa loompa, doopity dang You're gonna be in an Oompa gang bang"