#delem

“Delphi?”

Salem cautiously unlocked the door of Delphi’s magic shop using their spare key. They pushed open the door with a creak.

“Delphi, are you alright?”

There was no response at first, then a low whine. They walked in, closing the door behind them.

“Delphi, I’m here to help you. Asra told me what’s going on.”

…

Salem had been washing their clothes, and they nearly jumped out of their skin when Asra’s face materialized in the basin.

“Salem, Delphi needs your help.”

“O-oh, what happened?” They nervously wiped the soapy water from their glasses.

“They drank an unlabeled potion, and turned into a dog,” he said like it was normal for Delphi.

“That sounds normal for Delphi.”

“I know, but the problem is, this time it’s not going away on its own.”

“Uhuh, I’ll be right over, but uh, Asra… you know more about magic than me, why aren’t you helping them?”

“Oh.”

Asra’s face curled into a mischievous smirk.

“Because I told Delphi, ‘if you drink that and it goes wrong, I’m not helping you.’ And they did anyway.”

“Oh!” Salem said. “Yeah, that makes sense I guess!”

…

Back in the present, Salem cast a small light spell, letting it wash over the room. It looked slightly ransacked. Furniture was knocked over. There were claw marks in the floorboards. A few pillows had been shredded open, the feathers scattered across the shop. Salem bent down to examine one. It was… wet, covered in a transculent substance.

Had it been… chewed?

Just then, there was a scampering noise across the floorboards, the sound of claws on wood. They turned just in time to see a fluffy tail tuck behind a couch.

A fluffy, blue tail.

“Delphi?”

Silence.

They sighed. “Delphi, I know it’s you, and I’m here to help you.”

After a few moments, Delphi sheepishly crawled out from behind, crawling on all fours. They had a half relieved, half emberassed expression, their ears were drooping, and their tail was between their legs.

Wait

What?

“I see the problem now,” Salem said.

“Oh, do ya?” Delphi sniffed, their teeth poking out… huh, their teeth were a little sharp like this. They sat back with their hands curled into fists, between their legs. They tilted their head to scratch at an ear with their foot, and for some reason it was that exact moment that it fully sunk in for Salem that they were ass naked.

“So… you took a potion, and it turned you into a dog… person?”

“A dogboy! Yup!” They grinned.

“How did that happen?”

“Oh, you must be confused. I knew the potion was going to give me dog ears. I-I mean I didn’t, but I’ve used a dog ear potion before. That’s not the problem.”

“Oh, really, then what is?”

They suddenly looked a bit sheepish. “Well, I, uh, how do I put this. I didn’t expect it to make me so…”

Salem’s eyes once again wandered down their naked body, to between their legs.

“Great Arcana… you’re in heat, aren’t ya?”

“N-no!” Delphi blushed, turning bright red. “W-well, only a little. It’s just, I’ve been feeling so frustrated… I’ve been running around, chewing on the pillows, and that helps a bit, but not much, I think what I really need is…”

They shifted paw to paw. Salem crouched down, and started to scratch at their ears. Their eyes fluttered shut, a little “oh” escaping their lips. They leaned into their hands, mumbling about how good that felt. Salem went just behind their floppy ears, and they started to drum their foot on the floorboards.

Salem giggled, “you need attention, don’t you?”

Delphi nodded.

Their smile turned into an evil grin. “Say please.” Delphi was already something of a brat normally, they wondered if the potion would make them a good boy, or even more of a bad dog.

“Mmnph,” Delphi grunted, crawling into Salem’s lap. They playfully pushed them off.

“Say please, and you’ll get a treat.”

“Hmmm… or you could just give me a treat,” they said, tail wagging.

“Only good dogs get treats.”

“That’s bullshit!” Delphi said, punctuating it with a pathetic little whine.

“Whose your master?” Salem said, not realizing just how dirty it sounded in this context.

But it seemed to work. Delphi’s ears perked up as soon as the word left their mouth, and their tail began to wag even harder.

“You’re my master,” they said. “Please pet me more.”

“…that’s a good dog,” they said, patting their lap. Delphi quickly scrambled in, and allowed them to pet their hair, their neck, their back, all the while they trembled and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

Salem’s hands came to settle on their waist.

“Roll over.”

Delphi flushed bright red. “Uh-uh, no.”

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s just…“ Delphi blushed, burying their face in Salem’s chest. “Rolling over is a sign of submission. I’d be… submitting to you.”

“Oh?”

Salem gently but firmly grabbed them by the chin, pulling Delphi to face them eye to eye. They had a dreamy look on their face, a bit of drool at the corner of their lips from all the petting.

“Aren’t you already submissive to me?”

Delphi shivered, but still didn’t move. The message was unspoken, but still clear.

Make me.

And Salem was too eager to oblige. They grabbed them by the shoulders, pushing them onto the floorboards and pinning their back to them. They wriggled, and uttered, “hey, what are ya doing!?”

But their tail was once again wagging like crazy, betraying just how much they enjoyed the manhandling.

As soon as they were flipped over, their instincts took hold of them. They curled their hands into fists, holding them up to their head like paws. Their legs bent and spread, exposing their already wet, hard cock.

“Good dog,” Salem praised again, rubbing their tummy. Delphi’s eyes fluttered, “oh, oh that feels real good.” Salem’s hand wandered closer and closer to their crotch, but they refused to touch the throbbing member.

That drove Delphi crazy, they whined and wiggled, begging for Salem to touch them, but frustratingly, they didn’t reply, only smirking back at them. What were they missing?

…oh, right.

“Master, please touch my cock?” They huffed grumpily.

Which turned into a gasp as Salem finally grasped them.

“You aren’t going to thank me?” They teased, but it was useless. Delphi was lost again to their instincts, whining and kicking their leg as they slowly milked their cock, running a thumb over the leaky slit. They arched their back and started to hump into their master’s fist, whimpering about how good it felt.

“You know what would feel even better?”

Delphi froze, opening an eye.

“If you fucked me? Are you going to fuck me, master? Huh? Please? I said please. Now you have to. Good dogs get treats, you said that! So are you gonna fuck me?”

Salem couldn’t help but chuckle. They were so shamelessly needy like this.

“Get on your hands and knees, and stick your ass up for me.”

They did, scrambling and nearly falling over in their haste. They presented themself to Salem, who started by kneading their ass cheeks, gently spreading them to reveal their hole.

“Fuck me?” They demanded again.

“I have to prepare you,” they reminded Delphi.

Delphi whined, burying their face in their arms. Salem ignored their dramatics, and slowly inserted a finger in to test. As soon as they did so, Delphi started to squirm around impatiently, grinding against Salem and misbehaving. Salem was going to scold them when they noticed…

…they were already loose.

“We’re you playing with yourself?”

“Nnngh, no.”

Salem stuck in another finger, poking around until they found their prostrate.

They drove their fingers in, ruthlessly grinding against that spot.

“AUGH! Y-yes, yes I did, I was, I used my toys.”

“Toys? Tell me more.”

“Mmh, mmmmngghh, I-I, I… I used my t-toy cock, th-the little one w- Ah! With the suction! And I ch-chewed on my ch-chew toy.”

“You have a chew toy? Like a little doggie chew toy?”

“D-don’t judge me!”

“How often do you turn yourself into a dog? Are you some kind of pervert?”

“I said don’t judge me!”

They smacked their ass. “Go fetch your squeaker.”

They scrambled off, ducking behind the couch and emerging with a rubber bone. It was a deep, sage green, and riddled with bite marks. They dropped it at Salem’s knees.

“It’s my favorite. It reminded me of you, so I got it. I like to chew on it, w-when I use this potion I mean.”

“So you use this potion a lot? Does it turn you on? Do you like being a helpless, naughty little mutt being manhandled by me?”

“I’m not a mu- uhh, uhuuuh, ohhhh…”

Delphi opened their mouth to protest, but let it go when they started to pat them again. They gently pet Delphi, slowly going from their dog ears to their cheeks… before hooking their thumb into their lip, pulling open their jaw with some force. They ran their thumbs over their teeth, confirming their suspicion. Delphi’s teeth had grown sharper while under this spell.

Delphi moaned, letting their tongue fall out of their mouth, opening wider for Salem.

Then they bit down on their fingers.

“Hey! Bad dog!” They scolded, shaking their hand to get the drool off.

“What did you expect?” They smirked. “You can’t put something tasty in front of me and expect me not to bite.”

Salem forced their mouth open again, shoving the bone into their mouth. “I want you to chew on that while I fuck you, alright doggie?”

They nodded, and squeaked the bone in confirmation.

Salem glanced over them. Their teeth sinking into the toy, their adorable dog ears framing their lustful gaze, their tail wagging just above their puckered entrance, their poor needy cock… it was all perfect.

But perhaps it could use one last cherry on top.

“You got a dog collar?”

They didn’t reply, once again only blushing.

“May I collar you?”

They jerked their head towards a small crate, near the couch. Salem searched through it, finding a few more toys (of various purpose) and… a dog collar with a lead.

They returned to Delphi, who leaned their head into Salem’s neck again, nuzzling into them as they tightened the collar. Salem kissed their temple, and Delphi kissed their neck in response.

…

*Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!*

Delphi moaned, clenching their jaw with every thrust. The leather of the collar dug into their neck, a sensation they usually disliked, but right now? They couldn’t get enough of it. Not could they get enough of the way Salem bent their body, maneuvering them to get the deepest possible angle. Gods, it was so good. If they they this was all it took to get some attention, they’d have drunk a suspect potion months ago.

“Arrrah,” they said, muffled by the bone.

“I can’t hear you, besides. I didn’t say-“

They spat out their bone. “Faster, faster im close!”

Salem smacked their ass. “I didn’t say speak.”

“Ah, Ah, sorry master, nngh, just too good!”

“You want me to speed up? Then start barking. Don’t speak English until I say you can.”

“Aahhh, arf! Arf!” Delphi barked, their cock starting to twitch. They had to ask permission, but…

“Bark! Bark!”

“What a good dog,” they cood, finally beginning to pick up the pace. They straddled Delphi’s leg, driving themselves directly into their prostrate.

“Ah, ahhhh!”

If that wasn’t permission, Delphi… really didn’t care. They were cumming either way. Their cock twitched harder, and they let out an animalistic howl as they began to spill onto the floor.

Salem cood over them as they came, petting their thigh as they too started to spill over, the warmth flooding Delphi’s insides, marking them as their dog.

“Did you enjoy that?” They asked, not even needing to. The satisfied expression on Delphi’s face really said it all.

Until their eyes snapped open, and they shot Salem a mischievous grin.

Uh oh.

“Will you behave now?”

“Woof, woof!”