[FM, Pet Transformation, Low-Sex, Consensual to Reluctant, bondage, F-Sub] From Wife to Pet, Part I

I fantasized about being a carefree, well-trained bitch. I didn’t share my fantasies with anyone. The truth is my desire to be a dog was more than a silly fantasy. I’d gone to counseling for a while, but it didn’t work out. He’d been out of graduate school for three or four years and couldn’t get his mind around the depth of my desire to be a furry canine. Later, I found comfort with other people who “got me.”

Men and women who shared my desire to leave normality behind. My connection with other furries made me happy. It was far better for my mental health than counseling. But even then, I slowly began to realize that my desire to surrender my girlhood in favor of a canine life was more extreme than most people, even those in the furry community. Then I met Paul.

He didn’t want to be a canine. He wasn’t a furry. But oh, he got me. We met at a convention. We connected immediately. We dated for six months before we got married. Paul didn’t want me to work. He set up cameras, so he could monitor me when he was at work.

A friend from high school [Reluc] [MFF]

My wife Wendy and I had been married for 10 years, and things were great between us. We’d had our highs and lows, and had finally gotten to a place where we just were super relaxed and things were easy between the two of us.

Suzie was a high school friend of mine, who had just happened to reconnect with us about a year ago when she moved back into town. Suzie was about to get married in a few weeks, when she had stopped by to borrow some baking trays from our place. Suzie was sure that this was the guy she wanted to marry, but wasn’t sure what life was going to be like as a married couple, how often they would have sex, or what types of things they would do for fun. Before I knew it, Wendy had invited Suzie to get to know what our sex life was like, starting out with giving me a blow job while I sat on our bed.

Claiming the bride. [Mf] [reluc] [creampie]

*Today is going to be the happiest day of my life.* Or at least that’s the mantra I repeat to myself as my doe emerald eyes pass over the mirror in my dressing suite. My heart flutters in my chest, nerves twisting through my petite, hourglass frame in the last few hours before my wedding. My silky, dark red locks cascade over my shoulders in artful, loose curls that provide delicious contrast against the ivory hue of my skin. Expertly applied touches of makeup grace my heart shaped face – a dramatic swipe of eyeliner, the dusty pink shade of my lips. I’ve got time to kill in this small, softly lit dressing suite, a floor length mirror tilted and rimmed in gold in the corner of the room while a chaise lounge stretches in the opposite corner, inviting me to recline. But that doesn’t stop my nervous pacing, the click of my heels against the hardwood floor filling the room as I try to spend some of this frenzied energy.

Academy of Fetishes v1.01 released! Hay, how’s it going? [Choose your gender, everyone else is female]

#About the game

[Academy of Fetishes](https://www.patreon.com/AcademyOfFetishes) is a text-based game you can play in the browser and download to your computer. You are the principal of Saint Mary’s, a financially ruined all-female college. Fortunately, an anonymous benefactor offers to keep the school afloat so long as the students and teachers perform lewd acts.

When you start, the students and teachers are reluctant. But the longer you play, the more they break out of their shell and show you how twisted and perverted they really are.

If a kink exists, I want a scene of it in the game (with some rare exceptions). But, I respect the fact that not everyone is into everything. That’s why the game will progress down the path you want to take. Don’t like Futanari? That’s fine! There will be a tech tree of sorts and you can choose to avoid that path and still beat the game.

Let me know of your favorite fetish/fantasy and I’ll see if I can put it in the game for you!

Here’s my patreon: https://www.patreon.com/AcademyOfFetishes If you want to see the full list of fetishes, it’ll be on that page.

How did it happen? [MF] [Fdom] [oral] [reluc]

She arch her back and went stiff as a board. Wow, I thought. She fell back on the bed and we sat for a few min wile she try to come down off the high she was on. Hey, I said are you all right? She look at me and smiled. That was good she said. Where did you learn that? From you the last time I said.

She was tall as she was long. She had to be over 6’2 and 189lb. And I keep asking myself how did I get her to fuck me.

We had been at this for the last two weeks. I met her at a bar on the south end of town. We had both been looking for something or someone. But if the truth was told it was not about the sex, that was just a after thought. I don’t know about her but what i want is some one that will like me for what i am. That is the reason i went to the club in the first place was to find some one to ease the pain of life. I don’t do drugs and i do not drink at all. I am not that much to look at 5’8 230 a little on the thin side. Balding and graying. Well pass my prime. Most people act as if they don’t see me. Unless the want me for something. That is why it came as a shock when this woman that has taken the little bar were I goto buy storm. Came and sat down beside me and said hello.

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 6) [F][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Note:** This is all there is of this story. More may be forthcoming, but not a for a while. I’ve just been posting old stuff while I’m on vacation. Enjoy.

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**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 6)**

The girls arrived at the uniform shop a few minutes later, and given the pleasant evening, Regina had nearly been able to forget her nudity, but stepping into the shop, the bells ringing, reminded her of her first visit of being ‘sparked’ for the first time, and brought her current situation back into focus.

“Sandy!” Evelyn Stevens walked out from the back of the shop, heels clacking on the wooden floor. “Oh, and Regina, you two have met up, I see, excellent!” She gave Sandy a quick hug and nodded to Regina. “Would you girls like some tea? I just made a pot, jasmine. I usually have a cup or two as business ends for the day.” She looked at Regina. “You’re here for some more pajamas, I assume?”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 5) [FF][Fsub][Mast][Med][Reluc][Exh][ENF][MC][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 5)**

Regina waited until after dinner to track down the name Miss Stevens had given her days ago. It felt like much longer, but it wasn’t even the end of the first week. She knocked at room 3035 in Turnbull Hall. At half past six, she hadn’t needed to buzz in with her bracelet. Turnbull Hall was a second-year dorm, and much quieter, since the majority of second years weren’t showing up until the weekend. Someone was playing pop music, which she didn’t recognize, but it was echoing from down the hall, making the place seem emptier. One of the things that surprised her was seeing a door for the co-ed common room when she entered the lobby. She wondered if people used it when they had to change into what Regina would only loosely term as pajamas and robes. She re-tucked her blouse and straightened her skirt, steeling herself before walking up to the third floor.

The Dream

She told me she want to hear every detail what she looked like how it felt, everything. She leaned back in the chair wearing one of my button ups, she always said she felt sexy in my shirts. She unbuttoned it all the way spread her legs and put one on the table. The soft purple panties she was wearing were already wet. She ran her hand down her chest exposing her beautiful breast and then into her panties, she moaned softly and told me to start.

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Oral][Handjob][Sex][Anal][Buk][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4)**

The common room wasn’t busy, but there were still about a dozen other girls lounging on couches and chairs, all first years based on their pajamas and piping. None of them seemed shy that their nipples were visible, and in a few cases, their pussies, since some of them were sitting with a leg draped over a chair or couch.

“Is it always this…um…” Regina paused. “Informal?”

“You’re free to be naked down here if you want, though you’d probably get cold. I mean, we keep the temperature a bit warmer here on our side of the dorm, but seriously, my nips have been stiff for two days now.” Regina glanced at her roommate, seeing she wasn’t exaggerating, then, when she saw what was on the TV and went white.

“What the hell?” She hissed. “You’re watching porn?”

“Watch the archaic the swearing, dummy.” Kiera said, leaning in to whisper. “And no, that’s Grey’s Anatomy. Dr. McSomething-or-other…I don’t really follow the show…is just fucking one of the new interns. She’s got some nice tits, though.” Kiera offered.

“But they’re, like, actually fucking. Like, that guy’s a famous actor, and that’s his penis…actually penetrating that woman.”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3)**

True to her word, Kiera left her at the uniform shop, which was a small stand-alone building across the quad from the student union building. The sign on the door read they were open until nine during orientation week, and it was nearly eight. She stepped inside, small bells above the door jangling, and seeing a handful of mannequins wearing uniforms, a few different styles, the colored banding obviously indicating upperclassmen–maroon for her, green for second years, blue, and gold for juniors and seniors.

“You’re out late to still be in uniform.” A young woman said coming out from the back of the shop. “If you’re looking for some last-minute tailoring, Gunderson has already gone home for the day, though I’m expecting you’re here to buy something, considering the time. Most people don’t show up and hour before closing for window shopping, not if it means walking half-way across campus in nothing but stockings and heels. What do you need?”

“Well, um,” Regina cleared her throat, speaking up, “I, um, need enough uniforms to wear all week, I guess, or, well, I don’t know how many, and the school-issued pajamas, I guess…I, um, didn’t know that we were supposed to buy them.”