Bill the scientist. His last name wasn't even Nye, it just so happened his name was Bill, and he was a scientist, with no relation to that science guy. Bill called himself a better scientist in fact. He had a basement dedicated to his work, and his own special laboratory. It was here that he had created his newest invention. Two pods stood to the left and the right, while another pod stood in the center. The pods were linked with three large tubes that one couldn't see through. Next to each pod was a small screen, and each of those pods were wired up to a computer.



"Finally, it's complete." Bill said in his lab coat and glasses. With a laugh, he brushed his short brown hair back, and stared at his invention happily. He had created a way to merge two bodies together into one body. Granted, he had yet to test it, but he knew exactly the first person was he wanted to test it on. With his lab coat still on, Bill left the basement through the door that led right into the living room. "Shannon? Could you come in here please? And could you please bring Mystic?" he called, and he could pick up the sound of barking from the second floor.



Shannon made her way downstairs. She had just hit 18 years of age recently, and looked a bit older than that. She was very beautiful, much like her mother was with short blonde hair, and a slim build. Mystic walked right beside her, a Doberman only of two years age, but an adult in dog ears, and not yet spayed or neutered either, if only because they had no plans on getting a male dog anytime soon. "Yeah dad?" Shannon asked, cell phone in hand. "What's up?"



Bill grimaced at the cell phone. It was true that he liked his daughter getting in on technology, but Shannon was getting obsessed with all the wrong kinds of technology, social media and videos and chatting and the ilk, she was doing nothing that was actually productive. "I've created an invention that I'd like you to try out." He kept a calm voice and appearance. "If you don't mind please, come with me downstairs."



"This isn't that stupid invention to teleport someone from one pod to another, is it?" Shannon asked, a bit annoyed. "Mom still hasn't let you go about the whole incident with the fly."



"It's not teleporting, and I fixed it. That stupid movie exaggerated the whole incident too!" Bill grimaced at Shannon, but then he shook his head. "No. It's the same pods, but different experiment. And this time, I require you and Mystic. It isn't teleporting however."



With a sigh, Shannon followed Bill downstairs. "Whatever. Let's go Mystic." She signaled the dog along to follow, and Mystic obeyed with a single bark.



Once downstairs, Bill pointed to the three pods. "You go in the left one, Mystic in the right one. One more thing..." Bill reached into Shannon's hands, and pulled the phone away from her. "No electronics. I don't want any interference. You can keep your clothes on."



Shannon let out a frustrated "Ugh," before she made her way into the pod. "Whatever." She wasn't entirely worried about what Bill planned, he was her father, and despite how she didn't like so many of his inventions, he had never actually put the family in any danger. "Did you at least test this first?"



Bill helped Mystic the Doberman get into the other pod on the opposing side. Shortly after both pods closed and trapped Shannon and Mystic in, and left nothing but a single window to look out of, Bill replied a simple. "Nope." And then, he went to his computer, and started up the procedure.



Lights above the pods blinked, and the sound of a fan whirred. The fan noise slowly picked up in speed before there were two loud buzzing noises. What looked like steam filled the pods, and Bill could only watch as Shannon glared angrily at Bill, while Mystic was...difficult to spot in her pod, but based on the bark, she was a little nervous.



Louder buzzing could be heard, followed by sounds of fans coming from the tubes. The third and final pod in the center began to fill up with steam, while the first two pods were filled up with so much of it that one couldn't even see what was going on in there. The computer screens displayed a pixelated image of what was happening though.



The computer screens on the left and right pods showed a girl and a dog. The girl was slowly being erased pixel by pixel, just like the dog was, and in the third screen on the center pod, the girl pixels and the dog pixels were being merged together, although the shape looked like dog feet and hands, but a body that resembled that of a human's. After one loud buzz, the steam halted, and the center pod opened.



As the steam from the center pod cleared, two brown canine paws stepped out. The paws looked like a dog's, but they were arched upwards on two legs. As more of that steam cleared, thin toned legs were revealed, as well as a canine cunt, a firm ass, and a short Doberman tail. The chest of that Doberman was a size smaller than Shannon's was, and her arms were largely like normal arms, except brown with black claws. Her muzzle stuck out about as long as the Doberman's, and she had those ears of that Doberman. Black fur covered much of her body, except the brown on her hands, feet, and muzzle. With the green eyes Shannon had, the creature looked down at her body, before she looked over at Bill. "What did you do to me?! I'm a...I'm a..."



"You're not a dog, but you're an anthro. For years, I've been trying to replicate anthros, and now I've successfully been able to do so!" Bill announced proudly. "You should be mentally Shannon, but with Mystic's instincts inside of you. She's well trained, so she should obey you, even mentally, just fine."



Shannon indeed had become a dog anthro, though deep in her mind, she could sense the primal instincts of Mystic. She could also smell so much better, hear better, and her sight was largely unchanged. "Changing your own daughter into a dog, why didn't you just change yourself with Mystic instead?" Shannon said, with an angry bark. She gasped, and covered her mouth straight after.



"It's a girl dog, so a girl subject makes sense to play on the safe side." Bill explained. "You should be able to defuse by going into the central pod, but you need to give the machine some time to cool. It takes a LOT of energy for the fusion to work. In the meantime, just try it out for the night, see how much you like it." Bill smirked. "I'll let you have school off tomorrow if you keep the body for the night."



Shannon let out a frustrated grunt that almost sounded like a dog that just let out a heavy breath. "Fine, I guess. Where did my clothes go anyways?"



"In the pod you were in earlier." Bill said calmly, as the other pods opened and revealed nothing inside of them except Shannon's clothes, all just a pile on the floor.



Shannon walked over, bent down, and dressed herself up. Her clothes didn't fit her quite as well as before, her shirt was a little too big, and her pants were a little too small, at least around her butt. She also couldn't even pull up her pants all the way thanks to her tail. "I couldn't even go to school like this tomorrow if I slept like this tonight, anyways." Despite that she was fully dressed, she had a canine cunt, and it was very visible between her legs, even with underwear on her jeans on.



"In the world as it is, no. I hope to change that, however. Imagine a world where everyone could be the anthro they truly wanted to be, we'll make a killing off of the furry crowd." Bill chuckled at that. He was a furry himself. Even Shannon was a little bit of a turn on for him, not that he would ever get involved in such things. Furries were one thing, but incest was on a completely new level that made him uncomfortable.



With a frustrated sigh, Shannon just nodded, before she grabbed her cell phone. At the very least, she could still text and use the internet with it, though with pads on her fingers, she did have to press a bit harder down for it to register. 



"Bill! Shannon! Dinner!" A female voice called out.



"Coming dear." Bill called back. It was Heather's voice that called out earlier, Bill's wife. He turned back to Shannon. "The first test is pretty simple, I need to see how you can eat food like that. If you have any preferences, well, I'm sure I can help you with a can of dog food."



"Ugh. NEVER." Shannon stuck a long flat tongue out in disgust, and slightly showed off her fangs in the process. "I can tell she made hamburger with onions, and those weird fries with cheese and bacon, so I think I'll be just fine with that." Shannon said, with a few sniffs of that pitch black canine nose of hers.



Bill's eyes widened for just a moment, before he let out a small chuckle. "I shouldn't be surprised. Enhanced scent, and probably a preference of meat like a dog would want. Well then, let's go see what your mom thinks."



Together, Bill and Shannon went upstairs and to the dining room, located right next to the kitchen. Indeed, the food that Shannon smelled was there on three plates, as well as a plate on the ground of dog food for Mystic. 



Heather already sat down, though she didn't touch any of her food. She had a soft motherly build to her, a little fat, but not excessively so, but she did have a decently large pair of DD tits. Upon seeing Shannon, it looked like Heather was going to panic, but after a brief moment, she grimaced at Bill. "Did you fuse our daughter with our dog?" It was as if she already knew exactly what went on downstairs.



"I would have thought you would have been more surprised by that." Bill took a seat at the table, and chuckled lightheartedly. "But yes, Shannon is fused with Mystic. I can easily undo it, but I would give the machine about an hour or so to cooldown."



"Its fine, mom." Shannon took a seat, and helped herself to some of the food. "It's weird, I get like, all these weird dog thoughts, but maybe dad as a point about the whole furry community."



"The...furry community?" Heather helped herself to food once everyone was at the table, but rather than look at Shannon when Heather asked that question, she glanced at Bill.



Bill let out a nervous chuckle. "You have to admit, a real anthro creature is a rarity dear. The amount of money we could make from pictures alone would be absolutely amazing." After a brief pause, and a small realization, he had to add. "Not of Shannon of course."



"Then of who?" Heather asked, with a raised brow, after she finished with her bite of food. "Are you going to fuse yourself with Mystic?"



"I was hoping that you might want to try it, assuming Shannon likes it of course." Bill replied.



Heather glanced over at Shannon, and Shannon was eating rather sloppily. She was getting quite a bit of ketchup and mustard on her muzzle, and some of the fries flew on top of those boobs. Shannon was a teen, but even she never ate that sloppily. "If it's for the name of science, I suppose it couldn't hurt." She said quietly, just as Shannon let out a happy dog bark, Heather then added. "We'll see."



Dinner was quick for the three after that conversation. Despite the fact that Shannon had been fused to Mystic, the family acted quite normal about it. Bill had done so many strange things in the past after all. This newest experiment wasn't nearly as strange as his others were. Plus it didn't look like it had any real side effects, at least at dinner.



Once dinner was over, while Heather went about and cleaned up dinner, and put away the dog food for later, Shannon did her own thing, while Bill monitored her.



Shannon was a teenager, she did a lot of teenage things, but unfortunately not being able to leave the house kind of limited her to texting, and playing some video games on her computer.



Bill watched Shannon the entire time, with a pen and paper in hand. He was a bit disappointed though when she was doing next to nothing different. He would occasionally notice a growl here, a tail wag there, but nothing that stood out as a reason to actually make her an anthro dog to begin with, it was just flat out absolutely boring.



While Bill watched Shannon play an online video game, he thought it was a good time to talk to her about other things. Maybe deep down, Heather had changed? "So Heather, do you have any strange instincts? Do you want to feel more dominant to others? Submissive?" he paused. "Want a pat on the head and be told you're a good girl? Pee on trees?" He mentally admitted that he definitely stretched it at that last question, but still, this just wasn't interesting at all, he was just watching an anthro do human things!



"Why would I want any of that?" Shannon sat on her computer chair with her legs spread, and canine cunt showing underneath her clothes. "It's me, with Mystic's mind. I mean, it's weird understanding what Mystic says mentally, but she doesn't need much. Maybe a nice lap to cuddle on when she wants to sleep, maybe to just gorge myself in tons of food, maybe a nice canine cock, but she's a dog, dad. She's a tamed one at that, I can keep her under control just fine, so maybe nothing will be different."



At first, Bill just nodded when Shannon spoke, but when she mentioned that canine cock, he had to pause. "Wait...what was that last thing you said Mystic wanted?" He recalled that they didn't get Mystic fixed. They had no intention of getting a male dog after all. Plus, Mystic was a purebred Doberman, if they ever did decide to have puppies at one point, they could be sold for a decent amount of money.



"A canine cock," Shannon repeated, casually at that. "I think she's going into heat or something?" Shannon physically still felt like herself, but mentally she was feeling a little...horny. Not that she would do something in front of Bill, though the temptation to do something was growing stronger.



Bill grimaced at that. The idea of her teenage daughter getting pregnant with puppies was absolutely disturbing, but at the same time, it gave him an idea. "Maybe we should defuse you then. The machine should be cool enough by now."



"I told you I have this under control. Don't you want more experiments with me as an anthro?" Shannon asked. "Maybe I could like...take a few pictures or something." She quit her computer game and panted lightly. "Like...see what people think of a real anthro in clothes, and then without clothes...maybe with my cunt spread, and maybe with that neighbor's dog...woof. That dog is such a stud, wouldn't mind being his bitch..."



"Shannon, you're mentally degrading into a dog at a very rapid state, we need to defuse you now before you do something you regret. I never thought I'd have to worry about pregnancy with you. Come, let's go to the basement."



"I can resist the dog's mental state, dad!" Shannon stood up defensively, though one hand traced down to her canine cunt, and she gently brushed a finger between her legs, and howled quietly. "God...a human cock would do fine too I guess...I wonder what Chad's doing..." she slowly pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees, right in front of Bill. Shannon's exposed canine cunt was glistening underneath the bedroom light.



"I'm drawing the line at Chad. Shannon, SIT." Bill called out to her, as if she was nothing more than a dog. While watching an anthro dog pleasuring herself right in front of his eyes should have been the most wonderful thing he had ever seen, Shannon was still his daughter, and he had to treat her as such.



Shannon's ears perked up at the command. She went down to her knees, put her hands on the ground, and bent back on her ass. She sat much as a dog would have, with her large flat tongue lolling out of her canine muzzle.



Bill looked down at her, and crossed his arms. Apparently she obeyed commands as a dog would, at least at first glance. "Shannon, follow." Bill then said, and left the room. He made his way to the basement, and glanced behind him to check.



Sure enough, Shannon followed Bill from behind, but on her hands and knees. It made walking a bit slower for her, but step by step, she made it down to the first floor, and then down into the basement. She didn't speak a single word, she merely made the sound of what a dog panting would make, with bright eyes up at Bill. Bill was her father...no, Bill was her master, and she obeyed her master. She was a good dog like that.



Once down in the basement, Bill escorted Shannon to the central pod. "In." he ordered in a single word. He was going to break the bond between Shannon and Mystic before it became too much of a problem. He did however, have a way to sate Mystic's heat in another way...one he very much looked forward to doing.



With her ears tilted back, Shannon stepped into the central pod. "Whatever...who needs to take naked pictures anyways." She muttered, her sharp canine teeth revealed as she spoke.



"Not you. Whether you're a canine, or a human, the last thing I want to see on the internet, are naked pictures of you." Bill replied, firmly at that. He closed the door to the central pod, and started up the machine. The other pods closed, and the machine operated much like before with loud whirring noises, and buzzing. The process took about as long, and by the time it finished, the pod to the left and right opened to reveal Mystic, and Shannon. Shannon was fully human again, and Mystic, fully canine.



Mystic didn't seem to behave any differently. She was the happy dog she always was. She ran up to Bill, and let out a happy bark, followed by a small whine. Her tail wagged happily as she looked up at him.



"Well, glad to see that didn't have any effects on your personality." Bill said as he petted Mystic's head. "And you look physically fine as well." He glanced up at the other pod. "And how are you doing in there, Shannon?"



Shannon stepped out of her pod completely naked. She looked back at the center pod, and noticed the clothes she once wore were now scattered inside of it. "I'm fine dad. You can stop looking at me now." She said, a bit annoyed. It was one thing to be naked when she was fused with the dog, but to now be her normal self and naked in front of her dad was completely different. She grabbed her clothes, and looked them over. "The inside is all covered in stupid dog fur." She grumbled.



It was hard to not stare at Shannon. Sure, she looked almost normal, ALMOST. She had a canine tail, and canine ears, and Shannon didn't seem to notice it quite yet. "Well, personality wise, you're back to normal. You nearly look physically normal, but your ears and that tail..."



Shannon was confused for a moment. She reached up and felt two furry canine ears. She glanced back, and noticed she still had the tail. "Wait, why didn't Mystic get any human parts? Why am I the one stuck with dog stuff?!"



Bill shrugged. It was definitely...interesting. "The changes are minor, so not much to worry about. If anything, you can hear better, and a functional tail is easy enough to hide if you want. It will require some more study though, and I know just the alternative test subject."



Shannon gave Bill an annoyed look, but he had a point. She could hear better, and ears weren't THAT big of a concern if she hid them, easy enough with a hat. She'd have to worry about that later though apparently. With a small sigh, she walked away once she was fully dressed. She didn't want to even mention to Bill about the thoughts she actually had while she was in heat either, and she REALLY didn't want to know about the plans he had. She was just glad it was all over.



Bill kept Mystic close by while he let the machine cool down. He decided to pay his wife a visit with the Doberman. It was one thing to convince his daughter to try it out for a bit, but it was something else to convince his wife. He found his wife on the recliner in the living room watching TV. With Mystic on a leash next to Bill, he took a seat on the second recliner next to the first. "So honey, do you mind if I ask you a question?"



Heather glanced over at Bill, and then down at the dog. "Is it about your second job?" She let out a sigh. "You always bring up your job at the office when you think you have some breakthrough invention. It's your life sweetie, but I'd prefer you first make the money from your invention before you quit that job. You remember that invention with the...blubber I think it was called."



"I got my job back after that mess up, didn't I?" Bill grimaced. He worked in an office when he wasn't inventing, and oh how he loathed his job of filing paperwork. It helped pay for his inventions, and while many of his inventions helped pay for themselves, and future ones, not everyone had an interest in what he made. "And it isn't about my job, as much as I'm sure this invention will help me be able to quit it. I was hoping you would be next to test out the invention with Mystic, to fuse with her."



Heather glanced down at Mystic, the happy Doberman. The dog was surprisingly happy. "I saw Heather before she went back upstairs. She seemed pretty normal, and Mystic looks pretty normal too. You really need to test your invention on me as well?" Heather hadn't noticed the canine ears and tail that Shannon had, she had walked upstairs pretty fast.



"You did say I need to test my inventions on multiple people before I actually release it to the world, didn't you?" Bill said with a smile. "It lets me test it on someone that already fused with someone else too, to see if there are any sort of other side effects, whether it be mental, or physical."



"You got me there." Heather stood up out of her recliner, and smiled down at Mystic. "Since she seems so happy about it, let's go do it then."



Bill took Heather and Mystic downstairs to those all too familiar pods. "Heather, you go ahead and get in the left one." Bill explained. "I'll put Mystic in the right one, and we'll begin."



Without so much as a nod, Heather walked into the pod. "What's going to happen to my clothes, by the way?"



"They'll be in the pod once the process is done, nice and fine, but maybe a little wrinkled." Bill responded casually as the pod closed once Heather was inside. Bill then glanced down to Mystic. "Alright girl, I know you're in heat, but just wait a bit longer." He said quietly. He looked Mystic eye to eye, and stroked her head. "You're a very good girl for going through all of this."



Mystic let out a happy bark. Her tail wagged happily, and she tilted her head slightly up towards Bill. After a single bark, she walked over towards the pod, without so much as even an order. Her canine cunt exposed, and glistened in the light. She went inside the pod, and had a seat, followed by another bark.



Bill started up the computer, and the machine ran once more, with the loud whirring, buzzing, and a hint of steam escaped from the top of the central pod. While the scene between the three pods was as dramatic as it was the first time, this was the third time it happened, so Bill already knew what to expect from all of it.



As the central pod opened, it revealed that combination of Mystic with Heather. Her body was slim, but her butt and boobs were large. She looked a bit shorter, almost a foot shorter than Bill was. She had those tall Doberman ears, and muzzle that stretched almost as far as Mystic's previously did. Her hips were slim, though her thighs were big with her butt. Her short Doberman tail wagged, and that canine cunt between her legs was still very visibly wet. It dripped a little as she stepped out onto her canine legs. Much like Shannon's design, she had black fur mostly around her body, except on her canine legs, her arms, and her muzzle. Her hands were still largely human, except with black tipped nails, but her feet were completely canine. "Oh my..." Heather said as she looked over her body. "So this is what Mystic thinks about. I never realized our dog is so..." she glanced up and down Bill's body. "Perverted."



"Mystic IS in heat now." Bill walked over to Heather's form. She looked so...sexy. Her boobs barely went down in size at all, which just looked bigger on her shortened height. He wrapped his arms around her new frame, and gently stroked up and down her back. "So it's only natural you might think such...thoughts. Even Shannon was talking about a canine dick, so I had to break that link early."



"That was your plan this whole time then, huh?" Heather smiled a canine grin up at Bill. "Fuse me to our dog, and take care of her problem in heat with you, and you alone?" Heather's fingertips gently traced down Bill's body to his crotch, and slowly pushed into his pants. "If I didn't love you so much, I'd hate you for doing this." She teased, and gave him a kiss right on the lips.



Bill kissed her right back on that canine muzzle. He was amazed she could form those lips around the tip so easily. He hugged her tight, and gave that canine rear of hers a squeeze. "I thought you might like it. So then, my bed, or yours?" he teased.



Heather rolled her eyes. Her hands reached down, and pulled down Bill's pants. "How about right here, right now?" She pushed her crotch right up to Bill's own, and rubbed that wet canine cunt on his underwear.



With a small nod from Bill, he kissed that canine muzzle of Heather's deeply. That cock of his twitched to life in that canine cunt soaked underwear of his. He reached up to take off his clothing, but Heather grabbed his hands with hers.



"You ARE the human, and I guess I'm the dog now." Heather said quietly. "So keep them on, just the...important stuff needs to come out." Heather got down on all fours, and raised up her rear. That canine tail of hers wagged up and exposed her canine cunt and ass. "Your puppy needs you." She said, with a light whine.



Bill pulled down his underwear and revealed his very human cock, roughly average in size. He got onto his knees, gently grabbed Heather's sides, and pushed that cock of his into her canine cunt. Her vagina was wet, hot, and so needy. Despite the anatomy being different, it felt like a perfect fit. "Oh...god..." he muttered in pleasure. 



Heather was the exact opposite when it came to making noise. She howled happily, much like a dog would, and immediately thrusted her canine cunt back to push that cock all the way into her with ease, considering how wet she was. She barked and whined happily, her canine instincts got the better of her. It was what Mystic wanted, and it was something Heather very much enjoyed now and then, but now more than ever, it was truly perfect for her to be fucked then and there, doggy style no less.



Bill felt his balls build up with pressure then and there. It was a fantasy come true for him, not just to have fun with an anthro, but an anthro that was his wife. He held back as long as he could, but Heather's hot, wet, tight pussy, made it difficult. After what was only a mere five minutes, Bill moaned loudly, and came deep inside Heather.



Heather gave a canine grin back at Bill with her ears pointed upwards. Her body had already rolled through a few orgasms already, despite how short their session was, and when he gave his seed deep within her, Heather howled like a dog happily once more.



Once Bill's orgasm was done, he leaned down onto Heather, and stroked her back. "That was so...so intense. We've got to do that again sometime." Bill blushed down at Heather. "Sorry I didn't last very long."



"It was still amazing." Heather pushed her pussy back against Bill's balls, soaking them in her canine cunt fluid before she pushed herself forward, and stood back up. She still smelled like, quite literally, a bitch in heat, but at least she seemed to behave more normal now. "How long does this fusion last for? Safely speaking, of course."



"It's made to last for as long as it needs to. So long as you and Mystic don't mind sharing the same body, you could be like this for a long time." Bill pulled his pants back up, and gave Heather a hug. "Plus...I still need to study an anthro, if you don't mind."



"I think..." Heather put her forehead onto Bill's forehead. "Mystic and I do not mind at all sharing the same body, and sharing you."



Time passed with Heather fused to Mystic. During that time, Heather stayed at home, while Bill worked on his inventions, and went to work at his second job at the office. Heather wasn't so much able to leave the home while she was linked to Mystic, but it was fine with her. She spent the day doing a combination of cleaning, while running around the inside of the house on all fours as a dog might. Whenever she had to use the bathroom, it just felt more natural to go out in the backyard against the tree. She could smell whenever a dog was nearby too. Whenever a dog passed by, she growled and barked from either the window, or the door. She wasn't quite sure why she had to do such things, but she blamed Mystic's behavior on it.

She would wear clothes, but never underwear, if only because it was especially hard to cover up her canine cunt in such things.



Bill very much enjoyed Heather being an anthro when he was at home. The times in bed was absolutely amazing, especially when she was in heat, which seemed far more often than Mystic had ever been. Of course, he kept track of her dog behaviors, and noticed she was sort of half and half, not that he complained.



About a month later, Bill decided it was time to defuse Heather and Mystic, and brought them to his basement. "As much fun as we're having, we need to try other combinations besides with Mystic." Bill chuckled at Heather. "Maybe we want to try a squirrel next, and see how much you desire nuts."



Heather followed Bill to the basement, and rolled her eyes at Bill's statement. She wore a pink dress that went down to her knees, a pink bra, and little else. She didn't wear shoes for her canine feet, and those clawed toes of hers ripped through socks. "Maybe not a wild squirrel, they could have various diseases." Heather commented. She gave Bill a hug, and a sloppy lick with her flat tongue before she stepped into the central pod. "But if you buy a cat, Mystic and I agreed that you could fuse it to me and the two of us can have a...meowvelous time."



"Okay, Mystic is a smart dog, but she's not smart enough to come up with that pun." Bill replied with a chuckle as the pod closed. The all too familiar sounds of fans spinning, buzzing, and a bit of steam occurred as the delink process happened. The pods to the left and right opened, and Mystic burst out with a happy yap, and ran off before Bill had the chance to even try to stop her. With a shrug, Bill glanced over to the other pod and watched Heather reappear in her human form.



Unlike with Shannon, Heather for some odd reason did not have the canine ears and the tail when she stepped out of her pod. She was naked of course, but she looked like her normal self. "I feel a little...weird." Heather commented. "Not so much dizzy, but kind of like...out of place. Like, I should be five feet to the right or something."



"Shannon never told me that, but then again, she barely told me anything." Bill said quietly. "Well, I wouldn't worry too much about it, it might just be because you came out from that central pod, so you feel a little disoriented." Bill was cut off from speaking more when his phone went off. Bill pulled a cell phone out of his pocket, and answered. "Hello? Yes. Well, I'm in the middle of...really? That much? How long? Fine, give me thirty minutes." Bill hung up his phone, and let out a frustrated sigh. "That was the office, Janet called in again and they want me to file her paperwork, plus the extra work that keeps piling up when I'm not there. They offered a pretty good bonus, enough to pay for a liquid cooling system for the machine so it can be used more frequently."



Heather grimaced. "I guess if the only thing I feel is disorientation, then maybe a quick nap...I'll call you and let you know if anything changes."



Bill nodded. "Sounds good, I'd give you a kiss, but I should hurry off to work, I'll see you later honey." Bill took off from the lab, and headed off to work. He kept the lab coat on, if only because work at the office wasn't picky about what outfits he wore.



Meanwhile...



Mystic did what a dog did, she had some dog food, some water, and walked around the house casually. In truth, Mystic felt a little mentally off. She felt like she just needed to be with someone. She had been fused so long, that her own mental canine thoughts were her only thoughts, and they were basic, at best. She missed all that knowledge of the world, the knowledge that quickly drained from her head when she was no longer fused. She found Shannon's door wide open, and walked inside. She noticed Shannon was asleep, but that didn't bother her. She jumped onto the bed next to Shannon, circled around, and laid down. The moment she got close to Shannon though, their bodies slowly pulled together, as if they had a magnet inside each of them. Neither seemed to be aware...



Bill got to his office after about twenty minutes of driving. It was rather late, so there was little in the way of traffic. His office was a pretty standard multistory building, complete with cubicles that each had a desk and a computer for doing paperwork. Bill's office in particular was on the eighth floor. 

Bill never really enjoyed his office job of just punching in accounting numbers, but a steady paycheck, along with the money he got from his inventions, assured that Heather didn't need to work, and Bill would always have money for the family. As Bill walked to his office, he noticed a woman in what looked like a maid outfit. Bill knew the office had a janitor, though he wasn't fond of the janitor's work, and how they messed everything up. With a simple nod to that janitor, Bill went into his cubicle.



The janitor, Hadiza, was an African-American. Indeed, she had a maid outfit, but only because the company asked her to have it on. She was plump and overweight in size, with a fairly large belly, and hefty tits too. In truth though, the job as a janitor actually paid pretty well for the company, plus she got to spend the night alone, which she very much enjoyed, no one to get in her way of her work...well, at least until Bill came in. Hadiza let out an annoyed grunt, and just emptied out a small trash bin, into a much larger trash container that she wheeled around.



Bill grimaced slightly at Hadiza. He had never seen her, but she clearly wanted her space, so he just pulled a curtain over his cubicle so they at least didn't have to see each other. He mumbled something about how he just wasn't much of a social person either, and just did this job to help pay for his inventions as he went to work.



Meanwhile, back at home, Heather had gone up and to sleep, but sleeping was hard. She couldn't get the thoughts of cock out of her head. She tossed and turned on the bed, before she awoke in a cold sweat. Her crotch was hot and wet with arousal, and Heather remembered far too well what that meant. "Humans don't go in heat that badly...it must be some...uhn...side effect from being fused with Mystic." She moaned quietly when she felt even the sheets of the bed touch her through her pajamas. She knew nothing but a cock would fix this though, if only from experience of being in heat. She got up and got dressed in a skirt, bra, and underwear. The skirt was black in color and went down to her knees. "I'm sure Bill won't mind a little surprise." She said to herself before she walked out of the bedroom. She figured Shannon would be fine on her own, after all, she was old enough to be left alone, plus Heather didn't expect to be gone very long either, so she took off in her small white car to pay Bill a visit.



What Heather failed to notice was that, while Shannon was asleep, she had become fused to Mystic in her sleep. She was the anthro canine that she was earlier when Bill fused her and Mystic, but this time, Shannon was an anthro canine without the help of the pods.



Heather drove to Bill's work fairly quickly. She found a spot to park, and walked up to the building entrance. Unfortunately, entry into the building required a keycard, which Heather lacked, so she pushed on the call button, hoping to hear from Bill.



A device in Hadiza's pocket went off and told her that there was a visitor. She left her trash next to Bill's cubicle, and then she went downstairs to the first floor to the glass entryway, where she saw Heather. "Can I help you?" Hadiza said, in a bit of an annoyed tone, with an African accent.



"I'm here to see Bill." Heather explained through the closed doors. Although her voice was muffled, it could still be heard. "I'm his wife, and I have a...uh...message for him." It wasn't so much that she was nervous, it was that she was anxious. She lightly pranced in place from how horny she was. God, even the drive, as quick as it was, was still too long for her. She had needs that needed sating.



"The office is closed, he's not in right now." Hadiza responded. It was a bold faced lie, but truth was, she loathed the idea of dealing with people. That one man, the man that was definitely Bill, was more than enough for her to deal with. She didn't want some other woman coming in and messing up the place more than Bill was already going to do.



"I'm his wife. I KNOW he's here now. Please, I won't go anywhere else in the building, you can escort me or whatever it is you need to do, let me see him, or at least let him know I'm here and need him, NOW. He'll know what it's about." Heather whined lightly after she finished speaking. Her whine sounded very much like a dog's.



Hadiza grimaced at the woman. Her long gray and white hair blew lightly as the air conditioning kicked in. "Fine." She stated, plainly. She took out a large set of keys, selected one out of the bunch, and opened up the door, but only slightly. "Five minutes, that's what you get. I'll take you up to him." She reached out her hand.



Heather took Hadiza's hand, but the moment she grabbed onto her hand, she felt a strange force pull her closer to Hadiza. She glanced down at their hands, and her eyes widened. Their hands had been fused together, a dark skinned hand, and a light skinned hand. Their fingers were gone in a sort of fleshy mixed skinned ball. "W-what?"



Hadiza looked down at their fused hands, and she let out a shriek. "What are you doing? Stop this! No! You can't come in!" she tried to free herself from Heather, but their bodies were quickly getting pulled together. The mass of flesh grew larger as it pulled their bodies in to their elbows, now the mass looked like the size of a basketball, and as it twirled, it took on the shape of dark skin, not quite as dark as Hadiza's, but not as light as Heather's.



Heather pulled herself, but it was no use. Their bodies pushed closer and closer together until they were shoulder apart, right in between the open door. Their shoulders pushed together, and soon their heads were inches apart. Heather looked over at Hadiza's head, the two close enough together for a kiss, but their thoughts were focused on anything but. Heather had a feeling this was a side effect of being fused with Mystic for so long, but there was nothing she could do about it now. The more she pulled, the more it felt like their bodies pushed together.



Hadiza pulled away just as well, but it proved pointless. She could feel their heads inching together until her hair brushed against Heather's, and then their ears touched, and then their head's slowly melded together. Hadiza screamed again, but it was silenced when their lips touched side to side and fused together.



It wasn't all just physical changing. Both Heather and Hadiza's very brains fused, and their thoughts were both confusion, and panic. What Heather thought, Hadiza could very well hear in her mind, and when Hadiza tried to think, Heather could hear that. The thoughts became harder to tell who's was who's though as they fused into one. Their clothes ripped as their torsos pushed together, and the ball of flesh between them slowly divided down their conjoined bodies. Their thoughts were soon one, but still of panic.



One of their legs fused to the other, and vanished completely. Their now bare asscheeks, thanks to their clothes ripping off, merged from four cheeks, to merely two, combining their asshole, and then their vagina's merged, sending a wave of pleasure as their pussies touched, and more so when their two clits touched, and fused into one. Their four tits became two, and then the changes slowed. Their bodies looked like half of Heather, and half of Hadiza, with mingled flesh in the center of their bodies. The various mingled mass of flesh between them began to spread out like a blanket over their bodies, and as it spread out over them, their skin color became darker than Heather's, but lighter than Hadiza's, and all over their body no less, to create a nice even coat of skin color.



The hair on their head took on Hadiza's long gray and white hair, but half of their gut, Heather's slim, and Hadiza's larger one. Their gut pushed inwards, but their tits pushed outwards. Their boobs were so large, that one could easily use a single tit as a pillow, while their gut was tucked firmly underneath those fat boobs. The nipples took on a light brown color, and their chest was soon finished.



Their legs fused until there was only two pairs, both of which took on the same skin color as the rest of their body took. The thighs were larger, but they slimmed down to thinner legs and petite feet at the bottom. Similar changes happened to her arms, they started chubby, and then slimmed down. As the changes stopped, there was no longer Hadiza or Heather, just a combination of the pair. Both of their mindsets were human, both were complex, and they had a mixed personality. Hadiza preferred to be alone, but Heather wanted to be with her wife. As Heather was in heat when they fused, their new body felt that heat, and they knew just the person who could satisfy it.



The clothes that shed between the pair also reformed around them. How or why it was able to was a mystery, not even Bill had planned for such a thing in his pod. The clothes reformed into a maid outfit, but one that started about the middle of her chest. It hid her tits, but poorly. The skirt ended just above her knees, and lacked underwear, though it fluffed out. She looked as if she wore a French maid outfit, a slutty one at that, without underwear. The new creation that was Heather and Hadiza went upstairs to Bill's cubicle. Without as much as bothering to knock, in their black high heels, they stepped inside the cubicle, and smiled at Bill. "Hey there hot stuff. Your fucking invention fused us together. Care for some damn fun times, because your wife is as horny as hell."



Bill froze in place when he saw that new being. She had a soft matron face of Heather, but with a hint of roughness that Hadiza had. He didn't have time to ask before he got an explanation, apparently both of their minds had been fused, and both were very much aware of what was going on. He was...unsure to say the least. Anthros were one thing, but a human fused with Heather? That was another. "I don't think..."



"That wasn't a question." The creation that was Hadiza and Heather leaned down and gave Bill a sloppy kiss. Her weight was massive on that chair Bill sat on, and massive on Bill himself, but she didn't care. During the kiss, she closed the curtain to the cubicle. It was a meaningless gesture, but it was just a sign she wanted her privacy. She was going to have fun with Bill, whether or not he wanted to do it.



The kiss was both familiar, and unfamiliar to Bill. The creation between Hadiza and Heather was definitely an aggressive lover. Well, it wasn't a bad thing when she wanted to have fun. Maybe just a little fun wouldn't hurt. Then maybe, he'd find a way to defuse the two...probably. For now, it was time for some fun.



The next day...



The next day, Bill was back in the house in his lab. He had unfused Mystic and Shannon once more, and kept Mystic outside for the time being. Right now, he was in the middle of defusing Hadiza and Heather. While the sex was absolutely something else, Hadiza made Heather an absolute wonder in bed, he couldn't keep the two fused forever. The duo were already in the central pod, and with the press of a button, the machine went to work.



Some loud buzzes and whirs later, the left and right pod opened to reveal Heather and Hadiza, both completely naked, but back to normal. Hadiza stepped out of the pod without a single word, but a very angry look on her face.



"Would you like me to call you a cab back home?" Bill asked Hadiza as she stepped out. "Heather's clothes are a little small for you, but you can absolutely take whatever clothing you need, or like a towel or something."



Hadiza walked right up to Bill, and slapped him, hard. "I'll get home on my own just fine, thank you very much." Hadiza walked upstairs, and slammed the door shut behind her.



"I probably deserved that." Bill rubbed his rapidly reddening cheek. He turned his attention to Heather. "How do you feel?"



"Dirty, but better." Heather said with a grimace. "I didn't mean to fuse with her, and she knew it. It was just like so...really weird to be fused with a person. It was nothing like a dog, we had equal strengths inside the brain, but we were both controlling it." Heather scratched her head. "I'm glad to be back to normal now. Do you know what that fusion was about?"



Bill shook his head. "She just slapped me. If I was going to fuse with her then for that, then I would have, so the fusing works out in some incredibly weird ways. Shannon and Mystic were fused again, so I had to fix that too, and I'm keeping them separate until I figure it out. I advise avoiding direct contact with people until I can figure out why the fusions happened without the machine."



Heather nodded. "I don't know how that makes sense, but I trust you. If you don't mind, I'm going to go put on some clothes and relax now."



Bill chuckled. "Go ahead. Hadiza will be fine getting home on her own, though I imagine I shouldn't stay late for work anymore...anyways, I'll be here fixing up the machine, and trying to figure out what's going on with the fusing."



Heather had only gotten up to the first floor when she saw her neighbor stood at an open door with a furious look on her face. "Oh, um...hi..."



Rachel, the neighbor, stood at the door with an angrily look. She wore a pitch black one piece dress that covered her from shoulders, down to just below her knees. "I keep hearing weird noises here that sound like machinery, your dog keeps barking and yapping nonstop, and when I glanced over here out of curiosity, I saw a naked woman run outside angrily, and not to mention, YOU are naked too! What the hell is going on here?" she brushed her long brown hair out from her face, her soft, huge chest just barely hid underneath that dress she wore. She was a bit older than Heather, but not quite as old as Hadiza.



"Bill is trying out new inventions, and you know Bill." Heather said nervously, with a chuckle. She had been naked in front of Rachel before, granted on complete accident, so it didn't bother her that much that she stood there now, totally naked. It bothered her more that Bill told her to keep distance from others, and here Rachel was. She tended to get rather...physical, too. Not in painful ways, but she liked to get close up when telling people off.



Rachel was proving that physical point as she stepped inside. They were close enough neighbors that she was trustworthy enough to be in her house, even if she was irritated with Heather. "Yeah, I know Bill made a ton of crazy inventions. When it only affects him and you, then it's fine, but when you've got naked women running out of your house, and a dog barking so loudly that they're clearly in heat, and yet you leave them outside, then that affects me, and THAT gets me annoyed." She stepped closer and closer to Rachel with her hands on her hips.



Heather stepped back with a grimace. Not that she was afraid of Rachel doing something dramatic, but that she shouldn't get so close to her. "Y-yeah I'm sorry about that. I'll get Bill to bring Mystic in, okay? I swear. As for the whole naked thing...we...we uh...we were in a threesome!" Technically it wasn't a lie, but what else could she think of? "And Hadiza got a little annoyed about a comment Bill made, so she left like that."



"As the cow said to her mate when he used the bathroom, that's bullshit." Rachel stepped closer and closer until she was face to face with Heather. "No more naked women running out of the house, otherwise I'm calling the damn...damn..." Rachel lost her train of thought. She felt as if she touched Heather more than she should have, and even Rachel had her limits. She tried to pull away, only to find that her chest pulled right into Heather's, and Heather's chest pushed right back, and ripped Rachel's clothing to fuse their boobs together. "W-what the hell is going on?"



"I should have warned you. I uh...I got fused together with Hadiza, the girl that just stormed out. The thing was, we got fused together just by touching." She felt her chest pull in with Rachel's, and then their stomachs pulled together as Rachel's clothing teared more and more, and fell to the side like rags. "S-so I think that's what's happening with us now."



"Why the hell DIDN'T you warn me?!" Rachel pulled back, but shivered as she felt Heather's weight pull with her. She felt their vagina's merge, and moaned lightly at the sensations of feeling their clits touch. "F-fuck...this is the kind of stuff I hate! You two keep getting me involved in this stuff! Fix us now!" she felt her body continue to pull against Heather. Their combined flesh formed a writhing, wriggling mass. Due to the way they fused, it wasn't quite was simple as with Hadiza. She could feel tits reemerge, but from her back, rather than her front.



"You're the one who keeps going face to face with me. Remember the time I had all those crazy pheromones and we just sorta...uhn..." Heather lost her focus as their noses pushed together. She closed their eyes as their faces merged, and then their heads entirely. While Heather's backside remained the same, the backside of Rachel's, slowly formed into the front side of their fusing body. She could feel those thoughts of hers and Rachel's fuse together, and she picked up Rachel thinking so many curse words, words that felt like they became her own as Rachel's body pulled into Heather's.



Both of them fell silent as their mouths fused. Their faces were unrecognizable, just a mass of flesh that pulled and stretched together. Both Rachel and Heather's front halves vanished, while Rachel's back half became their new front half. While the tits were already formed, the vagina reformed as her rear pushed in and vanished, her anus stretched and pulled into the new single vagina. With a few sickening snaps, the legs reformed to be long and slender, while each toe popped out one by one. Their hands reemerged in a similar manner, and Heather's face pushed out in front of the new body, though it looked a bit older with two blue eyes. As the hips and stomach reformed, the body itself was slim, but with a very huge chest.



The new combination of Rachel and Heather was older than Heather, yet younger than Rachel was. Long dirty blonde hair ran down her back, tied up into a single ponytail. Her skin was only a small tone darker than Heather. Her chest was absolutely huge, and pushed into the H range, while the rest of her body was slim and slender. A black leather clad outfit reemerged around her lower half, just below those massive tits. The outfit covered her stomach, while black leggings covered her feet, as did long black heels hide her new toes.



The new creation looked over herself in shock. "I didn't know you were a closet dominatrix, Rachel." She told herself, with a grimace. "What I do with my fucking time is my own business." She responded, as if she were talking to herself. Like before, the minds melded into one being, but with conflicting thoughts and desires. The fusing of their vaginas made them intensely aroused, but they had to control their urges. "Let's just fucking find Bill so he can fix us up." She told herself, before she began to explore the house. She should have known where she was going, but now she was uncertain. The house was almost alien to her now.



The two didn't get much time to explore. Mystic continued to bark loudly from outside. They could pick up Shannon shouting something about trying to calm Mystic down, but then the sound of barking no longer came from the backyard. It sounded as if Mystic was now free, and now at the side of the house, and soon, Mystic could be seen running inside the house, right to the combination of women.



Both Rachel and Heather had the same reaction, which gave their body the same reaction. "Mystic, no! Bad girl! Down! Down!" their body shouted. They were already a fusion of two women, the last thing they needed was Mystic coming to them.



But it was too late. Maybe it was because Mystic couldn't tell whom the body belonged to, or maybe because she COULD tell, and she was more than happy to lick their face. Whatever the reason Mystic jumped up to them, she jumped up to them, and then both her body, and the body of the two women, began to glow brightly.



Unlike the previous changes before, this new change felt much more powerful. Fusing two people together was one thing, but fusing three, was a whole new experience. Mystic's body, as well as the body Rachel and Heather shared, continued to glow brightly as Mystic fell into the body through her paws, her front paws vanished inside the tits, while her back paws vanished inside the crotch, and she slowly pulled downward into that body like quicksand. It wasn't just the three that changed though, the world itself altered around them, as if the fusion changed far more than just the trio, but reality itself.



Bill came out from the basement, just in time to watch the glowing trio. To him though, it looked more like two bodies, but the human shaped body was hard to recognize. "What's...how...?" Bill was speechless. He could feel his own mind adjusting to that new reality that was created with the trio, but he couldn't believe what reality was being created.



As Mystic vanished into the glowing body, the body she fell into began to take on a new shape. The ears became pointed, and while they stayed near the sides of her head, they were still held high, and brown in color. The hair on that body's head flowed down long and brown, with hints of dirty blonde at the roots. At first glance, one might think the hair was dyed. The body itself took on a slim shape, as slim as Heather was. The body's face pushed out into a long canine muzzle with a pitch black nose and sharp teeth. Yet the lips on that body showed it could still very easily smile, frown, or make any expression it had to. It had deep brown canine eyes too.



The fur on that body was largely black, except for the head, arms, and legs. A short brown tail grew out from the back of that body, and the boobs on it swelled to the size of watermelons. Her hands looked largely human, just with black nails and covered with fur. Her feet on the other hand looked far more like paws. She had four stubby pawed feet with four sharp black claws. The paw arched upward when she stood up, and brown in color, just like her hands. By the time her body finished merging, she was an anthro Doberman once more, but not the kind she was when she fused with Heather alone. The Doberman anthro looked older than Heather, almost like a MILF, and her body was shapelier with a firm ass. Her eyes gave off the sweet tone of innocence, with a hint of malevolence underneath.



Black latex soon swirled around the new body that was that anthro Doberman, black latex gloves that went up to her elbow wrapped around her arms, easily flexible enough for her to use her fingers. Similar black latex wrapped around her legs, though exposed her toes. The black latex around her feet stuck her in high heels, with small straps that went up to her crotch, which also had latex covering her human shaped vagina, and a crisscross latex pattern surrounded her stomach. Her chest was covered by latex, though still very much revealed the top of her tits, but not so much her nipples. Her sides and back was also covered in latex in a V shape from crotch, up to her chest. From head to toe, she almost resembled a dominatrix, and as reality around her reshaped, it became true, and Bill knew it.



Bill tried to hold on to his history, but as reality bent and reshaped itself, he knew he was a man of science, not magic, so this was well beyond his grasp. That creature that laid on the floor was no longer his wife, no longer his neighbor, or his dog, but his dominatrix, who quite literally owned him. He had no pods to fuse people. He worked in science still yes, but under her, under his mistress, under his dominatrix.



The trio's new name, Ratchel, slowly stood up and pulled out a whip. With a wicked grin on her face, she looked down at Bill. "You're misbehaving again, dear. It's time for the dog to teach you a lesson."



Bill was hesitant to say anything, but he couldn't remember making the new pods to fuse the trio, there was no longer a neighbor, no dog, no wife, just him and his Dominatrix. His daughter still existed, but she was in training to be his next owner. "Y-yes dear." He responded, nervously, and at the same time, eagerly. Tonight was not the night for science, but for fun, like so many other nights before. Tonight, he was the obedient one.

