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A Hungry Wolf and His Bimbo [Loki-sama and Kotep]

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Loki-sama

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Walking into the Fantasies Salon was a rather large man dressed in a black leather jacket, open to display the thick slabs of muscle of his chest and rippling valleys of his cobblestone abs. He wore jeans that fit snugly over powerful legs and his ankle high motorcycle boots which thumped with his steps on the floor... Actually huge was a understatement. The man literally towered over most of the people in the salon by a couple of heads. He walked with a casual, yet powerful gait. Utterly comfortable like he carried a piece of home with him wherever he went so he never felt like he was anywhere else.

With his long red hair billowing down past his hips, the one known as Magne took a seat on the sofa in what appeared to be the waiting room. He leaned forward and took an apple from the basket of fruit sitting on the table in front of it and tossed it into the air catching it in his left hand. As he sat, a woman walked into the waiting room. Her hips swaying in a seductive dance as she approached him. He smiled and took a bite of a green apple in his left hand and then pointed to her and spun his finger around in a motion telling her to turn completely around. She did so, her heavy breasts swaying slightly with the motion in the frilly top that barely kept her modest with it's high hemline and cleavage. Her skirt seemed to literally start at her thighs and as she moved showed a hint of finely cleft cheek. Her skin was the color with a couple of creams and her long raven hair fell in waves down past her hips. The look in her deep mahogany eyes was sultry, her full lips parted slightly as she watched him eye her from head to toe and back again. Finally giving an admiring nod she clapped her hands once, a 90 watt smile lighting her features.

Ah, another work of art. Magne thought, taking another bite of his apple before the girl walked back into the room she came from. You see, this was a very special salon. Not the usual where you got a pedicure, a facial, and your hair done and then left. No, this as the name implied was a place where a woman got more than just her nails done. This place specialized in turning women into hip-cocking, jaw-dropping bimbos. And the man sitting in the chair eating an apple was essentially it's boss.

Tossing the apple core to the side as he finished it, landing it into a waste basket to the side of him he got up and walked into the same door the woman came out of. Pushing open the door, the man walked into what appeared to the the actual main room of the salon. The part that was actually seen by the public, which looked like your average salon and spa he looked about. Searching for who was next to receive a makeover they'll not soon forget.
 
One of the young women had just settled down into the chair, getting comfortable and glancing at herself in the mirror. She hadn't been terribly keen on coming to the salon, but her mother was firm: she was going to get a makeover so she could meet some good men, get married and give her grandchildren.

Jade was a pretty, young Japanese woman, on the cute side of pretty and a little thin, as was to be expected with her hereditary body type. She had been born and raised in America, so her ideas differed a bit from her mother's. She had short, brownish-black hair cut straight around her head at about the level of her chin. Her eyes were a soft green, her skin with only the slightest hint of a tan.

Clad in everyday jeans and a tee shirt, she looked like any high school senior who couldn't wait to head off to college at the end of the school year. She didn't realize yet that she wouldn't even think of going to college when this was all over.
 
(( Going to be a bit long this post... ))

Magne watched as Jade had settled down in the chair. He gave her a once over from head to toe. She was cuter to start with than most of their normal customers. He was already picturing what he was going to have tweaked. She was a little on the thin side and could do with some curvature to her. They'd give her a special treatment which would round her figure out. The hint of tan her skin had was quite nice and her soft emerald eyes gave him quite a bit to work with. He smirked, she was going to make an excellent addition to his personal collection of bimbos.

Jade's stylist began what what would seem like a normal makeover. She started with her hair, styling it into a very nice pageboy bob, all the while chatting her up finding out little bits and pieces of information from her. Overall, the experience would seem normal so far, she applied some light make up to accent her facial features and bring out her eyes. The stylist briefly turned to Magne who gave him the sign which was a simple nod. The stylist would finish off her hair with a bonding spray said to bring just a little more volume out of her hair. Though why did the stylist put an oxygen mask over their mouth and nose...

Suddenly, Jade would find her world going fuzzy, things blurred and started spinning. The shades on the windows had drawn she might barely notice. One of the last things she might see was the stylist's smile before everything went black. The girl would be out cold for a good hour or so. Magne would walk over to the stylist and the student taking an appreciative look at the student. "She won't need too much work. She's a bit thin so we need to put some meat on her. Give her a nice-sized rack and some curves and well have the newest edition to my personal collection." The stylist looked up at him looking a little surprised. She asked him if he was claiming this one himself for real to which he answered. "Yes, this one I'm keeping myself." He grinned. "Always wanted a little Japanese girl who'd look good in one of those slutty uniforms. Make it happen, and you'll get a bonus." He'd say heading back into his office in the back of the salon.

A few days later...

Jade would finally start to feel her consciousness returning. Though she'd feel a little groggy most likely and why was she wearing what looked like a hospital robe? Hell, why was she laying on what looked like a hospital bed. Why did she suddenly feel so sore all over? Why did her chest seem... heavier? When she likely looked in the mirror it would look to her as if some busty super model version of herself was staring back. Was that her? Was this a dream?
 
Jade had drifted off with only a vague memory of sitting down in the chair and leaning back. Everything after that was a muddled blur caused by the sleeping gas she'd been knocked out with, hazy and distant like a dream she couldn't quite remember. She sat up before she realized that her body felt...well, different. Still hazy from sleep as she walked over to her mirror, her hands trailed over her body, touching her new features.

Her fingertips traveled over her warm, smooth skin, down over her delicate face and small nose, then across the plump set of pouty lips that now sat on her face. Then, down her slender neck and to her heavy, firm, rounded breasts, hefting them gently in her hands. They seemed...almost real. From there, her hands moved down her slim stomach, then spread out as they reached her hips, which flared out wonderfully, and her ass, soft and rounded. Below there, her legs tapered down, wonderfully shapely. She stood up on her toes, finding the position easier than walking flat-footed, perfect for very tall heels.

"This has to be a dream," she murmured, eyes widening as she examined herself over again. It was such a realistic dream...
 
"Nope, actually it's quite real." Said a deep baritone behind her. The voice was accented and the sort of timber that could make a woman weak in the knees with just a few words. Standing in the doorway of the room she was in stood a rather massive man. In fact, the same man she might have remembered seeing in the Salon. His long red hair was done in a ponytail that trailed down his back making his hair appear short, but making you focus on his strong, chiseled facial features. Particularly those intense blue eyes of his. He wore a black T-shirt which stretched over his powerful chest and rippling abs, trailing down to his snug black faded jeans and motorcycle boots.

"You're Jade, right? The name's Magne." He said, slowly stepping into the room and giving her a good once over from head to toe. His eyes seemed to roam over every feature of her as if he were admiring a piece of fine art before him. Finally giving an approving nod when he came back to her face. "I can see my people have done an exceptional job with you. You have a body I bet most women would kill for, and you didn't have to pay a red cent." He murmured, before rubbing his chin thoughtfully smirking.

"Well, that's not totally true. You see," He walked over to a closet in the same room and opened the door to it revealing what looked like a set of clothes. He pulled out a pair of panties that barely looked like they were meant to cover anything, a just as skimpy bra, what might have been a skirt, and a top that looked like it'd barely cover anything. "From now on, that smokin' little body of yours is mine."
 
ade was quiet for a moment, just soaking in all that had happened, figuring out what had been done to her. She had been kidnapped, had surgery (or was it? they seemed so real...) done on her, and now she was being told that she was practically sold into slavery for this man. Of course she wasn't going to go along happily.

"And why the hell do you think I'm going to do any of this for you? You know, when the police find out about this, you'll be in jail for the rest of your life," she said bitingly, glaring at him. "Just go fuck yourself, alright?"
 
Magne had to admit she had some spunk to her, that was sure. He almost hated that he'd have to spend some time breaking her of it. Though the process was always enjoyable. Placing the clothes on the bed next to her he'd cross his powerful arms behind his back. The motion making the muscles of his chest and arms grow taut under his slightly olive-toned skin. He kept those piercing eyes on her as he circled her, his gait purely predatory, like a lion stalking it's prey, in fact something about him seemed more animal than human.

"Because, my lovely Jade, I am a man who has many connections in high and low places. My salon does a service to many men of the city. You'd have an easier time selling snow cones in Hell than trying to get me behind bars." He chuckled, leaning back against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest now as he watched her.

"Also, while you were being changed you we gave you a dose of our specialty here. A special drug we use in all of our 'projects' so to speak. You will likely begin to feel it's effects very soon now that you're moving around. It will lower your inhibitions and increase your libido. In essense, it will make you horny and heighten your senses and arousal." He'd step away from the counter to stand up straight, untucking his shirt from his pants and then pulling it up and over his head. The motion causing more of those powerful muscles to work with the motion. "Since it works with your body's natural chemistry it'll slowly dissipate into your bloodstream making it undetectable after some time. Though it is also addictive and you will need occasional hits of this drug or your mind will cease to function."

"You either become my lovely obediant little slut or I'll ruin your life in quite a few ways." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out what looked to be her cel phone. "I've got quite a bit of information on you with y sources. You try anything funny, and I can make a couple of calls and have some rather unsavory things happen to some people you care about. So we understand?"
 
"I don't believe you," she said firmly, shooting him an angry glare. "You're trying to psych me up into thinking I'm going to get horny or whatever, so that I'll end up with the placebo effect and get horny anyway. It won't work," she told him viciously.

Her voice was still the same, and she used that to keep her will strong. She could close her eyes and block out the breasts, the tanned skin, the luscious curves, and her voice was still the same as ever.

"You can put those scraps away," she said, pointing at the clothes he had picked out for her with a disdainful look. "I'm not going to humor you by wearing them." Her will was strong--she was the sort who valued dignity, and all of that. Perhaps something stronger would eat through the iron will of hers.
 
Oh well, Magne was a man of many means and methods. It actually brought a smirk to his lips that she didn't immediately start begging at his feet. Flipping the phone closed he decided to play one of the aces in his sleeve. "Heheh, don't believe me? Well, I'm sure this will be a little more convincing that you should listen to what I say or bad things can happen." He said, bringing to the surface the primal energies that came with his change. The room would fill with this power, causing a wave of almost suffocating warmth to fill it, which would likely spill into her sensitive body as a shudder rose through him. He let out a wolf-like howl before he crossed his arms over his bare chest.

A flow of deep crimson fur flowed over his skin. It was painful, but a delicious sort of pai. First, his face lengthened, a muzzle grew and his mane of fiery red hair grew wild and became more dense. The flow of fur raced down over his body like a waterfall as his muscles enlarged and his body changed and shifted. The rippling obscured much of his change from sight as his arms stretched and lengthened. His chest widened and deepened as a fine pelt of fur covered it, thinning down to a silky pelt over his belly and now bare groin. Which she could see his arousal jutted proudly from as the now, seven foot plus wolf looked down at her with the same eyes as the man who stood before her not too long ago. His tail swung from side to side as a smile played on the muzzle showing shining, sharp canines.

He gave her a moment to let the horror of what she now faced seep in before he crossed his sinewy arms over his chest and popped his neck to both sides with an audible pop. "Well, then I guess we go about this the hard way. I was going to do this the painless way and just fill you with some drugs that'll make you willing, but if you want me to just rape you over and over again until your mind cracks then fine by me." He growled, slowly crossing the room, giving her time to think about it.
 
Fuck. This wasn't just a normal 'fuck', or 'fuck, now things are worse'. She had to get captured by this man. He had to be the one that captured her. See, she had a certain little kink in the otherwise fairly normal life she led: she loved getting off to furry porn, and now, one of them was standing right before her, making her feel the same sort of feelings she usually felt when gazing at a bipedal wolf.

"Do whatever you want to me, but I'm not just going to roll over and become some sort of whore for you," she told him firmly. Her love of buff wolves wasn't enough to make her lose her dignity. Still, her voice was wavering a bit. Maybe...if she didn't have to realize she was slipping, would she really mind? Maybe she could ask for some way that she would be unaware of how she was changing...
 
Furry porn was more of an underground thing. People publicly knew of anthros of a few races existing, but most were very secretive as people tended to be rather wary of them. Luckily, Magne had a job where that wasn't really frowned upon. Since he did own the place after all. He'd done some furry porn before, was told if he really wanted to get into the industry he'd be good for it. But he much preferred this job. It wasn't so say he didn't like doing it on the side though.

The wolf's muzzle curled in what could be described as a smirk. One of his large hands reaching forward and taking one of her heavy breasts in his grasp. Despite the power obvious in those hands his touch was surprisingly soft, the pads of his fingers softly teasing her areoula, and then her nipple. She'd notice that her body was much more sensitive to the touch than it used to be thanks to his treatments. "Heheh, you ever been had by a wolf?" He rumbled in that voice that still held a bit of that accent, but it rumbled now with that feral quality to it. His other hand slowly reached between her legs and pressed his palm against her pussy. Pinning her back against the bed as well as sliding his middle finger a little bit into her slit while his palm rubbed against her clit.

"We'll see who rolls over when I'm done with ya'." He chuckled, leaning forward and brushing his muzzle against her neck, his tongue softly playing along her collarbone.
 
"No, I've never even met a wolf before," she said, biting her lip and trying to hold back the soft moans she wanted to make at his touches. Well, to be honest, she wanted to moan like a whore, but like hell she was doing that for him.

She couldn't deny that this felt very, very good though. Her clenched jaw relaxed, her head leaned back and she gave a few impassioned grunts, lifting her hips up gently. For the moment, she was starting to get a little lost in the lovely feeling of being fucked, which sadly, she wasn't getting as often as she had wanted. She could take some time to enjoy this a little, she supposed.
 
Inwardly, the wolf smirked. She hadn't even noticed the needle he'd slipped onto the hospital bed she was on when he approached. He'd seen her eyes when he changed. Seen how she wanted to practcially get on her knees and suck his canine cock, and he'd used that to get this close to her with the needle filled with the drug that would slowly break down her inhibitions and her willpower. This first dose would have some subtle effects. The equivalent of being drunk, the parts of her brain that reasoned and weighed consequences of actions would begin to dull. She'd begin to submit to things she likely wouldn't have even thought about doing in the past.

Like letting this wolf make her his bitch.

As she leaned back, his wet nose would brush along the softness of her neck, slowly down until he brought his rough tongue to one of her breasts. He'd slowly lick her hardened nipple, while his hand that had occupied her breast moved to the bed behind her, taking the needle in his hand and slowly moving it to her buttocks. At the same time, his hand between her thighs would begin to slide a finger inside of her. While the other hand brought the needle to her right cheek and in time with one of the slides of his finger, would jab the needle into her skin. Immediately, his finger would inject the liquid and then toss the needle away.

Slowly, her dignity would be the last thing on her mind.
 
Jade was distracted, quite completely in fact, by the big wolf over her fingering her exquisitely. Her pouty lips shaped into a perfect 'O' as she moaned, arching her back up against him and spreading her legs just a little.

Slowly, his drug was starting to takes its effect on her. It was just the first dose, of course, so it wasn't very much or very sweeping. His injection was making her feel more open, less concerned about moaning, and somewhat less worried about responding to his touches. Luckily for him, she showed absolutely no signs of noticing that anything was wrong. She had her eyes closed and she was squirming at the mercy of his fingers.
 
"Yes, you love that. Don't ya?" He growled seductively, pulling his muzzle away from her breast enough to watch her under the effects of the first dose of his drug. He could see it was having the desired effect on her as she got more and more wet against his finger as it slowly slid in and out of her. She wasn't a virgin thankfully. Though as part of her treatment, she'd be as tight as one almost even after he slid his cock home inside that little pussy. He knew he'd fit just right inside of her. He'd add his index finger to the middle, sliding two fingers inside of her now as he watched her hips canting against his hand while he reveled in the sight.

Not able to resist anymore, he sat her up on the bed and knelt down between her thighs, his muzzle ticking her slit before his tongue would slowly begin to do positively nefarious things to her newly active pussy while his hands reached around and held her hips in place. His hands grasping her buttocks, holding her in place while he mercilessly ate her little pussy out. Gods this little bitch tasted so good. Was about the only thoughts running through his head at the moment.

Well, that and the fact that he was going to certainly break this bitch in with his large cock, which throbbed as he enjoyed her.
 
Fingers had been one thing, but a whole tongue, flat and rough and big, was now flicking against her supersensitized folds. Her supermodel body squirmed a little bit, then her legs lifted into the air, nearly reflexively sliding over his shoulder, pushing herself up for better access for his tongue. Jade was enjoying a gently buzzed feeling she had, like she'd just had a shot or something, and was feeling happy and eager.
 
The wolf growled deeply in pleasure, feeling her feet on his shoulders and back as she moved her hips so he could better access her. It wasn't enough that she tasted like ambrosia, but she smelled of the sweet aroma of feminine arousal. That scent the wolf loved so much. That scent he loved procuring from these human bimbos She wasn't there yet, but she would be soon. A few more injections later and she would, but right now he just wanted to focus on tasting her. After a few more minutes of mercilessly tongue-fucking he'd bring his hands up to slowly open her legs and then lay her on the bed. He wanted to go ahead and get a second dose in.

"Now, now you think that feels good. Wait'll you get a load of what I've got next." He said, stroking his proud cock slowly for her benefit as he walked over to the cabinet to pull out a second vial. With his back turned to her he'd intake the next syringe with the next dosage of the drug. This would begin t o break down more of those barriers. Like a drunk, she'd likely forget the last couple of hours. She'd be more pliable to whatever he told her as certain things might be foggy in her mind. Though with the other drug in her system she'd also likely be more aroused so it wouldn't matter too much.

"Do you like your new body, Jade?" He'd ask over his shoulder, holding the syringe behind him as he came back to her. "I gave you a body most supermodels would kill to have without months of plastic surgery and implants."
 
She moaned softly as she was let down from her place of ecstasy, falling back gently onto the bed as the wolf rose up and left her. She felt sad, but also a little tired at the same time--that was the most pleasure she'd ever felt without having to orgasm, and it was absolutely stellar.

"Oh, alright," she said, playing with her hair while she waited for him to come back with whatever it was that he wanted. "I love my body," she said easily, smiling softly. It was what she was having to do with it that was really bothering her now.
 
"I can tell you enjoyed what I did to you. I'll treat you real good Jade. I'll buy you new clothes, you'll get to travel with me, you'll get all sorts of things you wouldn't have likely gotten before." He didn't mention that to earn those things she'd essentially become his property, but that was too complicated for her at this point, right? His tail flicked excitedly behind him as he came back to the bed. Letting her get a good look at his waving erection as he slowly sauntered over to her. He likely had the biggest she'd ever seen before outside of the furry porn she got off to. "You'll be my 'girlfriend'. How's that sound?" He said, sitting down on the bed, and letting her get a good look at him. He flexed one of his muscular biceps and patted the bulging muscle. "I'm powerful. I'm fairly wealthy, and I'm smart. I gave you that body after all."

He said, beckoning her over to him while he held his large cock in his other hand. "You don't have to say yes now if you don;t want to, but I have a surprise for you if you do." He tempted her, while the syringe lay behind him.
 
Jade listened carefully, or at least, as carefully as she could manage to his proposition for her. Become one his girlfriend...? The idea seemed weird, but she supposed it wasn't too terribly weird, at least in practice. Now, she was being asked to decide her fate, and she had to go with the more comfortable one--become his girlfriend. "Yes, I'll be your girlfriend. What's your surprise?" she asked, looking him up and down to see what he could be bringing.
 
He knew her mind at the moment wasn't the sharpest, but he didn't wish to risk her mind remembering that he was going to administer drugs to her, so he decided to go with the secretive approach again. Wanting her to feel as if these changes in her mid were brought upon by herself and not an outside source. "Good... You've made me quite happy saying yes. So I'm going to give you something that'll make you feel really good." He'd say, leaning forward and pulling her onto his lap facing him where he'd align his large, throbbing shaft to her pussy and would slowly work her onto his lap, sheathing himself inside of her.

While he did that, one of his hands would reach behind him and take the syringe into his hand and jab it into her buttock once again, injecting her with the second dose of the drug before he'd toss it away yet again, beginning to bounce her on his lap as his large member fit snugly inside her wet, creaming walls. He was thick, and rather long in this form, the head of him bumping against her womb, but it'd feel so good what with the drugs already in her system and the drugs working their way in. She'd likely only feel the pressure, and not the pain. Magne let out a deep growl feeling his member being massaged by the entirety of her inner muscles. He was balls deep in this bitch and it fit like a glove. His hands even clamped onto her ass cheeks and squeezed.
 
Jade shuddered against him, pushing herself up against his chest and running her hands over his furry, bulging body. Slowly, her body rocked against him, her tight pussy slipping up and down over his shaft. It was certainly larger than any she had taken before. She felt a sudden rush of excitement pulse through her, coinciding with the injection, though she knew nothing about it. She gave a loud, excited gasp, driving her hips against his, clear thought difficult because of her drug-addled mind.
 
She was a handful of doses away from being completely gone. Those would come eventually, each one breaking down a particular in her defenses. The treatment worked slowly allowing Magne to inundate them into the mindset of one of his loyal 'girlfriends'. Little did Jade know that she wasn't the first and wouldn't likely be the last, though he was having quite a bit of fun with this one. She had some spirit in her! He chuckled darkly as she gasped and started driving against his thrusts, large hands keeping her secure.

"Mmmn... See? Feels good doesn't it?" he said between growling sensually, his muzzle brushing along her neck and her ear as he felt her large breasts bounce enticingly against his chest as she pressed against him. His shaft was as deep as it could go in, feeling it press against the wall of her womb as it literally sucked him off wetly, her muscles squeezing around him almost like her mouth would. "And you'll be able to do this with me everyday because you're my girlfriend," he said, controlling the urge to snicker at the fact her drug addled mind wouldn't like see past the pleasure roaring through her body to see what he meant by that. "And you'll get money and fancy stuff and get to go o all sorts of places with me." he whispered in her ear, nibbling softly on her collarbone as he felt his cock beginning to shudder with his coming climax.
 
"Mnnh. Yeah, it feels so good," she cooed at him, her back curling upward. Her words were just a little slurred, from the numbing effects of the most recent injection. Her thoughts were slow and disjointed, almost like she was dreaming--with a few more doses, her will would be gone, never to return, and with a bit of coaxing, she would be a perfect sex pet. If she had been able to realize what she was becoming, she would have been horrified, but it had come to gradually, and now it was too late to do anything.

Her head rolled back with their repeatd thrusts, her mouth falling wide open, her eyelids fluttering. "Oooh...oh, god...I think I'm going to cum," she gasped out, clinging to Magne's fur tightly, pressed against him as close as possible. "Muh--make it a big one!" she gasped out, her muscles clenching around his shaft, tightening around him as she neared her own climax.
 
A deep growl slipped past his muzzle as he brushed his rough, wet tongue against her soft skin. At her gasping in pleasure and her slurred words he continued thrusting with almost full stabbing force and building momentum, going deep, so deep inside of her. Those canine eyes would meet with her's narrowed with the intensity of her arousal... As well as his own as he felt it coming. "Ooh, yeah... It's gonna be a big one." He purred, his hands in readiness under her as they held a firm grip of a handful of Jade's figure.

Then she would suddenly feel him drive deep inside once again into her. Finally giving himself over to the release his cock would shudder inside of her before spurting within her, adding to her own juices and likely sliding down her thighs, bracketed over his lap. "Heheh, you're mine now. And that'll be more true later on, but right now. I want to make sure, you understand who's in charge. Are we clear?"
 
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