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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Why couldn't they be together? Sam bit his lip, tinkering in his lab, watching liquids boil and bubble, evaporating up into glass tubing, condensing out into a vial. Buckets of liquid were inputted to give one small dropper's worth, the bright pink colour of the fluid reflecting off the doberman's eager eyes.\n\nSam had long been jealous and wantful, although too shy and passive to act on it for many a year. Always in the background, always watching his friend in the lime light, always....wanting. For attention he so wanted, the attention he so felt he deserved.\n\nNot from the public eye, however. He was quite happy to take 2nd or 3rd, or even 4th place amongst his friends. He didn't want any of that extravagance or spotlight. All he wanted was the attention and emotion of Chris.\n\nHe had watched as Chris misinterpreted his subtle advances time after time, to go engage with any of their friends. But the years of this were eating away at him. He liked Chris as a friend, but he loved him as something more, and he needed those feelings reciprocated.\n\nEnough was enough, and now was the time for action. Shutting down the lab space, he went back to his living quarters, where 2 plates of fried fish lay; one for himself, and one for Chris, who was coming over in a few minutes to eat lunch. With the pink vial in hand, he very carefully opened it up and poured the serum into Chris' meal, hiding it in the sauce.\n\nIt was the key to Sam's plan; a love potion of sorts. It was not quite so simple as one though, as Sam was no fool. Everyone knew of the stories and myths of love potions or Cupid's arrows that went awry. So he wanted Chris to love everything that made him, him. His softness, his body, his passion, and most of all, his intelligence, the thing that really set him apart from everyone else in their group.\n\nA knock at the door made the doberman jump, his tail wagging with a nervous, excited anxiety. He really hoped it would work, but he didn't want to hurt his beloved, or upset him. It had to go quite smoothly, or it wouldn't go at all. ``C-coming!'' he announced out to the door, throwing the vial deep into the trash and cleaning his hands before scurrying to the front door.\n\n``Hey Sam! Ready for some fish?'' His heart pitter-pattered, fluttering in his throat. Hearing and seeing Chris now, so close to their moment, he swallowed his nerves and flashed a standard, friendly smile.\n\n``Sure am, Chris! Come on in, and I'll get it to you right away!'' He chirped back, smiling and stepping aside for the cat to enter, closing the door behind him as the cat ran straight to the kitchen, sitting at the table, clapping his hands on it. Sam followed him inside and, after triple-checking he had the right one, passed the laced food to Chris, setting his own down in front of him, although he didn't have a huge appetite with all the anxiety of the current situation, just watching Chris.\n\nChris took a bite, and then another, and then swallowed the rest down, licking his fork clean. ``Mmm mm, a great meal as always, pal! You mind if I have some more there?'' He grinned, eyeing up Sam's untouched plate, who was quick to pass it over. ``Go ahead, I think I'll make myself something else later, not too hungry right now. Just enjoy it....pal~.\n\nSam smiled. It seemed like the first step had gone without a hitch, watching Chris scarf down more food, seemingly maybe a little bit more slowly? He certainly seemed to relax longer after it, huffing a little bit.\n\n``Hey, Sam?'' Chris asked, causing the doberman to jump again, quite nervous, stuttering a bit, although Chris was too distracted to notice now. ``I'm feeling pretty...hot...maybe a bit of indigestion, could you open a window there?''\n\n``Sure thing, Chris!'' Sam bounced up, eager to help his darling become more comfortable, tail wagging faster. Something was clearly working, as the cat was looking flushed, but not ill.\n\nA minute later, Chris piped up again, his exuberance more worn off. ``Ahhh, Sam...I need you to get...a cup of water please...and with ice, thank you.''\n\nSam was more than happy, noticing Chris' gaze constantly snapping to himself before zipping away, he himself having done so many a time while watching Chris work. He poured a cup of water from the sink, then walked out of the room to go to his icebox. ``Just hold on there for a minute, Chris, I'll just get you some ice real quick!''\n\nHe danced out the door, chest feeling like his heart was going to burst out. Everything seemed to be working, as far as he could tell. Something was clearly happening, even if he wasn't sure what exactly was going on in the cat's body. Just thinking of him, and rubbing on his naked chest, and stroking his...\n\nSam had to take a break for a moment and release some tension. Setting the glass of water aside, he slid his pants down, gripping his length and rubbing vigorously, imagining himself and his love sharing a bed, of all their acts of romance. He kept pumping his own shaft, huffing, building up to that edge....\n\n***CRASH***\n\nA loud bang and smashing of plates very quickly snapped him out of this daydream, leaving the cup behind as he sprinted back into the kitchen.\n\n``Chris, what happened, are you....alright.....''\n\nHis breath was caught in his throat at the view before him, quite a one at that. His small dining table was flipped on its side, broken plates lining the floor from it to the wall. Chris seemed to be in a fit, although a second look would show Sam it was not one of pain, but of lusting want. Chris' legs kicked, grunting as his hands rapidly jerked himself off, clothes thrown strewn across the room. The cat felt a heat like none he'd experienced before, in such a desperate need, and his attention quickly turned to Sam, the doberman standing shocked in the doorway. Sam smelled amazing to him, of the same lust he felt...no, something more, deeper inside the both of them. Deeper than surface lust.\n\nChris stumbled to his feet, lurching towards Sam who could do little more than yelp in excitement, cock dribbling gently, practically swooning into his desire's arms.\n\n``Chris, I....love...'' His declaration was disrupted by Chris' mouth, pushing against and into his own. Hand on hand, mouth on mouth, cock slipping and against cock, the two embraced, tumbling to the floor. Chris was grinding on top of Sam, the doberman pinned underneath with no complaints. He was too flustered, almost passed out from the intense feelings he was finally, fully, personally experiencing. Feeling Chris' hands brush his face, over his ears. Rubbing his scalp, fingers dancing around. Pulling up and underneath, rubbing over his.....huuuh?\n\nHis eyes crept back forward, trying to pull away with a sense of bewilderment, but his horny mind was keeping him right here, pressed against Chris, as the cat had slipped a modular scalpel from his own pocket, using it to pry the doberman's skullcap up and off. Tugging it clean free, his fingers crept and felt over the brain. He loved Sam, but most of all as they both knew, he loved Sam's intelligence. It wasn't fair to Chris for Sam to hide the part of him that Chris really loved most of all, and with one quick sharp tug, they were united. Chris, and the doberman's brain.\n\nSam could do little more than moan and cum as his whole self was pulled away, cock spraying cum up his lover's belly, pumping loads before slumping back against the floor, doing little more than drooling with 0 IQ.\n\nChris held the throbbing pink organ, nearly cumming right there himself as well. ``You're so...beautiful...'' He whispered, pressing his lips against the lobes, kissing deep. Sam's body was left on the floor for now, gone from Chris' mind in this moment; he could take a relaxing trip for the rest of the night, but he sure wasn't getting this thing back right away. Instead, the cat raced into Sam's bedroom, leaving the brainless body where it sat, fapping itself nearly endlessly in a horny mindless stupor.\n\nSam was still somewhat aware in his brain, even if he couldn't sense much of anything. A little bit of movement here or there, probably leaving the room as he guessed correctly. He could certainly tell what was happening next, however.\n\nChris had hurried into the bedroom, racing on to the bed. Diving under the sheets, his raging erection needed to be satiated, as well as the consummation of this relationship. With all his love and lust, Chris thrust Sam's brain down on his cock, pumping his rock-hard length against and into it.\n\nHe really fucked the brains out of Sam, literally here, each thrust of his cock temporarily setting off fireworks in the smart dog's brain, Chris flossing his length through racing thoughts, turning them into pleasure, both for himself and the organ. With one cry of sweet pleasure, he came hard through the brain, pumping it full of his jizz.\n\nSam could feel his darling's cum filling the gaps and wrinkles of his mind, quite a bit more with Chris' cock currently changing its shape. He could barely think in the moment, a far cry from his intelligent self, so pent up with horny energy. Even if he was returned to his body right now, which Chris had no plans of doing tonight, he would still probably be a cock-happy horny pup, although he didn't seem to care. Just the sense that he knew the cat was inside of him seemed more than enough in his current state.\n\nChris was as pleased as could be, falling back with a big smile on his face, the brain still sat squarely on his cock. Pulling it off and bringing it up for another kiss, lips brushing against his own jizz, he quickly passed out from exhaustion after the hard fuck fest. With brain snuggled and cozied up on, his cum was splattered across the mattress, sheets, himself, and his lover. The brain throbbed slowly, slightly misshapen, but nothing a bit of rubbing and washing wouldn't fix in the morning, to give his new lover's brain back. They would have plenty more time to enjoy their new, wonderful relationship from here on out.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Why couldn't they be together? Sam bit his lip, tinkering in his lab, watching liquids boil and bubble, evaporating up into glass tubing, condensing out into a vial. Buckets of liquid were inputted to give one small dropper's worth, the bright pink colour of the fluid reflecting off the doberman's eager eyes.

Sam had long been jealous and wantful, although too shy and passive to act on it for many a year. Always in the background, always watching his friend in the lime light, always....wanting. For attention he so wanted, the attention he so felt he deserved.

Not from the public eye, however. He was quite happy to take 2nd or 3rd, or even 4th place amongst his friends. He didn't want any of that extravagance or spotlight. All he wanted was the attention and emotion of Chris.

He had watched as Chris misinterpreted his subtle advances time after time, to go engage with any of their friends. But the years of this were eating away at him. He liked Chris as a friend, but he loved him as something more, and he needed those feelings reciprocated.

Enough was enough, and now was the time for action. Shutting down the lab space, he went back to his living quarters, where 2 plates of fried fish lay; one for himself, and one for Chris, who was coming over in a few minutes to eat lunch. With the pink vial in hand, he very carefully opened it up and poured the serum into Chris' meal, hiding it in the sauce.

It was the key to Sam's plan; a love potion of sorts. It was not quite so simple as one though, as Sam was no fool. Everyone knew of the stories and myths of love potions or Cupid's arrows that went awry. So he wanted Chris to love everything that made him, him. His softness, his body, his passion, and most of all, his intelligence, the thing that really set him apart from everyone else in their group.

A knock at the door made the doberman jump, his tail wagging with a nervous, excited anxiety. He really hoped it would work, but he didn't want to hurt his beloved, or upset him. It had to go quite smoothly, or it wouldn't go at all. ``C-coming!'' he announced out to the door, throwing the vial deep into the trash and cleaning his hands before scurrying to the front door.

``Hey Sam! Ready for some fish?'' His heart pitter-pattered, fluttering in his throat. Hearing and seeing Chris now, so close to their moment, he swallowed his nerves and flashed a standard, friendly smile.

``Sure am, Chris! Come on in, and I'll get it to you right away!'' He chirped back, smiling and stepping aside for the cat to enter, closing the door behind him as the cat ran straight to the kitchen, sitting at the table, clapping his hands on it. Sam followed him inside and, after triple-checking he had the right one, passed the laced food to Chris, setting his own down in front of him, although he didn't have a huge appetite with all the anxiety of the current situation, just watching Chris.

Chris took a bite, and then another, and then swallowed the rest down, licking his fork clean. ``Mmm mm, a great meal as always, pal! You mind if I have some more there?'' He grinned, eyeing up Sam's untouched plate, who was quick to pass it over. ``Go ahead, I think I'll make myself something else later, not too hungry right now. Just enjoy it....pal~.

Sam smiled. It seemed like the first step had gone without a hitch, watching Chris scarf down more food, seemingly maybe a little bit more slowly? He certainly seemed to relax longer after it, huffing a little bit.

``Hey, Sam?'' Chris asked, causing the doberman to jump again, quite nervous, stuttering a bit, although Chris was too distracted to notice now. ``I'm feeling pretty...hot...maybe a bit of indigestion, could you open a window there?''

``Sure thing, Chris!'' Sam bounced up, eager to help his darling become more comfortable, tail wagging faster. Something was clearly working, as the cat was looking flushed, but not ill.

A minute later, Chris piped up again, his exuberance more worn off. ``Ahhh, Sam...I need you to get...a cup of water please...and with ice, thank you.''

Sam was more than happy, noticing Chris' gaze constantly snapping to himself before zipping away, he himself having done so many a time while watching Chris work. He poured a cup of water from the sink, then walked out of the room to go to his icebox. ``Just hold on there for a minute, Chris, I'll just get you some ice real quick!''

He danced out the door, chest feeling like his heart was going to burst out. Everything seemed to be working, as far as he could tell. Something was clearly happening, even if he wasn't sure what exactly was going on in the cat's body. Just thinking of him, and rubbing on his naked chest, and stroking his...

Sam had to take a break for a moment and release some tension. Setting the glass of water aside, he slid his pants down, gripping his length and rubbing vigorously, imagining himself and his love sharing a bed, of all their acts of romance. He kept pumping his own shaft, huffing, building up to that edge....

***CRASH***

A loud bang and smashing of plates very quickly snapped him out of this daydream, leaving the cup behind as he sprinted back into the kitchen.

``Chris, what happened, are you....alright.....''

His breath was caught in his throat at the view before him, quite a one at that. His small dining table was flipped on its side, broken plates lining the floor from it to the wall. Chris seemed to be in a fit, although a second look would show Sam it was not one of pain, but of lusting want. Chris' legs kicked, grunting as his hands rapidly jerked himself off, clothes thrown strewn across the room. The cat felt a heat like none he'd experienced before, in such a desperate need, and his attention quickly turned to Sam, the doberman standing shocked in the doorway. Sam smelled amazing to him, of the same lust he felt...no, something more, deeper inside the both of them. Deeper than surface lust.

Chris stumbled to his feet, lurching towards Sam who could do little more than yelp in excitement, cock dribbling gently, practically swooning into his desire's arms.

``Chris, I....love...'' His declaration was disrupted by Chris' mouth, pushing against and into his own. Hand on hand, mouth on mouth, cock slipping and against cock, the two embraced, tumbling to the floor. Chris was grinding on top of Sam, the doberman pinned underneath with no complaints. He was too flustered, almost passed out from the intense feelings he was finally, fully, personally experiencing. Feeling Chris' hands brush his face, over his ears. Rubbing his scalp, fingers dancing around. Pulling up and underneath, rubbing over his.....huuuh?

His eyes crept back forward, trying to pull away with a sense of bewilderment, but his horny mind was keeping him right here, pressed against Chris, as the cat had slipped a modular scalpel from his own pocket, using it to pry the doberman's skullcap up and off. Tugging it clean free, his fingers crept and felt over the brain. He loved Sam, but most of all as they both knew, he loved Sam's intelligence. It wasn't fair to Chris for Sam to hide the part of him that Chris really loved most of all, and with one quick sharp tug, they were united. Chris, and the doberman's brain.

Sam could do little more than moan and cum as his whole self was pulled away, cock spraying cum up his lover's belly, pumping loads before slumping back against the floor, doing little more than drooling with 0 IQ.

Chris held the throbbing pink organ, nearly cumming right there himself as well. ``You're so...beautiful...'' He whispered, pressing his lips against the lobes, kissing deep. Sam's body was left on the floor for now, gone from Chris' mind in this moment; he could take a relaxing trip for the rest of the night, but he sure wasn't getting this thing back right away. Instead, the cat raced into Sam's bedroom, leaving the brainless body where it sat, fapping itself nearly endlessly in a horny mindless stupor.

Sam was still somewhat aware in his brain, even if he couldn't sense much of anything. A little bit of movement here or there, probably leaving the room as he guessed correctly. He could certainly tell what was happening next, however.

Chris had hurried into the bedroom, racing on to the bed. Diving under the sheets, his raging erection needed to be satiated, as well as the consummation of this relationship. With all his love and lust, Chris thrust Sam's brain down on his cock, pumping his rock-hard length against and into it.

He really fucked the brains out of Sam, literally here, each thrust of his cock temporarily setting off fireworks in the smart dog's brain, Chris flossing his length through racing thoughts, turning them into pleasure, both for himself and the organ. With one cry of sweet pleasure, he came hard through the brain, pumping it full of his jizz.

Sam could feel his darling's cum filling the gaps and wrinkles of his mind, quite a bit more with Chris' cock currently changing its shape. He could barely think in the moment, a far cry from his intelligent self, so pent up with horny energy. Even if he was returned to his body right now, which Chris had no plans of doing tonight, he would still probably be a cock-happy horny pup, although he didn't seem to care. Just the sense that he knew the cat was inside of him seemed more than enough in his current state.

Chris was as pleased as could be, falling back with a big smile on his face, the brain still sat squarely on his cock. Pulling it off and bringing it up for another kiss, lips brushing against his own jizz, he quickly passed out from exhaustion after the hard fuck fest. With brain snuggled and cozied up on, his cum was splattered across the mattress, sheets, himself, and his lover. The brain throbbed slowly, slightly misshapen, but nothing a bit of rubbing and washing wouldn't fix in the morning, to give his new lover's brain back. They would have plenty more time to enjoy their new, wonderful relationship from here on out.

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