Mounted

It wasn’t so bad. Standing on all fours like that was a bit strange but it didn’t hurt. She wrapped a collar around my neck and gave it a tug, so I did my best to follow her. She took me to the bedroom, and as I watched, she got naked. My response was to jump on the bed and take her. When we were done, I expected to be let out of the dog suit, but my wife had other ideas. She got dressed and taking my leash, led me to the kitchen. I saw two bowls on the floor! Watching, she filled one with water, the other with dog food! ...

She clipped the leash to my collar and we played owner and doggie, but only in the house, which was great fun, especially when she let me mount her like that. We both liked that game, until it no longer seemed like it was enough. Then we started to take turns, until that too was no longer was enough. “How about if I put up a runner in the backyard, build a dog house? I mean, the experience would be way different, so….” ...

“Okay” I said, “I’ll be your doggie, but just this one time, and only for the weekend!” With that she began to transform me into a dog. She had me use a depilatory to remove my body hair, then she very carefully fitted the snout to my face. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was very strange to have straws in my nose as well as look down and see my own nose! She used some kind of glue to attach a piece to my tongue to make it long enough for me to drink, and with a bit of effort I could feel the fangs built into the snout. Then came the suit. ...