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Originally written October 27,2021.", "writing": "~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\nSummon\n-by XD4000\n~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\nEverything was prepared for the ritual. The sun drifted on the other side of the world while the moon stayed hidden beneath a blanket of dark clouds. The only bits of light in my room came from the fluorescent crimson markings I had etched into the floor in the shape of a pentagram. With crushed ivory, I sprinkled the dust into the shape of a “Z”. Even as the letter had barely been formed, I could already feel a mystical force begin to rise up around me. The air became charged. Beneath my dark robes, a distant source began to tug at me. Beckoning me to continue. Begging me to complete the summoning.\n\nBut I would not be hasty. I knew the risk that came with calling upon such powerful entities. They would never take servitude lightly, but that’s where the genius of my ritual shined; the most pivotal piece of it all, the summoner’s collar, already buzzed with energy as I gently placed it in the center of the pentagram. A loop of sinister leather held together by a quicksilver clasp, exactly the kind needed for containing whatever manner of creature my magic would pull into this world. Surely, when the demon or spirit or whatever I summoned manifested itself, the collar would immediately bind to their neck, granting me full control over their body and actions. And with that, unlimited power.\n\nAll that remained was to speak the words of the spell. I held the ancient tome in my hands, exhaling as I steeled myself for whatever would happen. Finally, I placed my finger beneath the first word of incantation, and began to read.\n\n“Beyond time and reality, I summon thee. Creature of blood and darkness, into servitude I decree!”\n\nThe ivory powder ignited and burst into the air. Shockwaves knocked me onto my butt as I shielded my eyes, barely able to watch the spectacle of my summoning. Even without sight, though, the utter power emanating throughout my room was palpable. The ritual succeeded, and a force beyond this world’s comprehension was slowly taking shape before me.\n\nSoon enough, the dust had begun to settle and the thunderclaps of my magic fell into silence. I removed my quivering arm away from my face, waiting for something to emerge from the opaque clouds. \n\nBefore I saw his shape appear, the first thing I felt was the assaulting sting of an icy cold wind. The entire room had turned frigid, from little icicles forming on the ceiling to small piles of snow forming around the summoning circle. One could have easily mistaken this warm autumn night for the dead of winter, and as the freezing cold air washed over me, I heard a new voice in my room.\n\n“Aah, is it that time already? The gods must be smiling on me. So, who is it that has summoned me this time?”\n\nImmediately, I recognized the shape of the creature: a Zoroark. Unmistakably so, yet that didn’t explain the sudden cold front. Zoroark’s thrived in darkness, as I had amply provided, but nothing in my studies foretold their affinity for the cold. As I pondered that, I noticed that though the shape of my summoned servant was indeed a Zoroark, this specimen had some odd eccentricities to it: namely, the wilde streaks of thick fur that billowed off the back of his head and down over his snout. Surely its fur like the night sky would have stood out against the falling ivory dust, yet as I squinted my eyes, I saw the truth: this Zoroark’s fur matched the color of snow. Off its flowing fur and mane were streaks of crimson, and as the Zoroark took a step forward and emerged, it sniffed the air in the room, searching for me. \n\nMy eyes widened as he appeared through the veil of smoke, not anticipating just how muscular the Zoroark would be; as the dim light of the summoning circle massaged his chiseled legs and biceps, I could have sworn his body was carved out of the toughest and most lustrous marble. As I sat before him, he towered over me, exuding confidence with every involuntary flex of his muscles beneath his white and red fur. Quite the beefy stature to a normally sleek and elusive creature, yet this seemed to be a testament to the sheer power in him. \n\nAnd above all, the collar now sat tightly around the Zoroark’s thick throat, proving my dominance over him.\n\n“That scent! Ah, is it you?” The Zoroark asked, staring down at me. “A female, perhaps? It must be, for why else would you be staring at me with such lust, my little summoner?”\n\nI snapped out of my stupor and shook my head. “L-lust?! I am a boy, er, a man! And I have summoned you to do my bidding! I, Shiro, am your master, now, and you’ll address me as such.”\n\nThe Zoroark rolled his eyes and smirked. “Sure, master, but then why were you staring at my body so intently?”\n\n“I was not staring,” I said, doing my best to hide my embarrassment. “I was merely trying to identify you. I was expecting a Zoroark with black fur, and you're anything but the sort.”\n\n“Oh, is that all? And what did you say before? You’re really a boy under all those robes?” The Zoroark put a claw to his chin, then shrugged. “I suppose that makes this all a bit more complicated, but nothing I can’t fix. Oh, but I see you’ve at least done some research, seeing as how you’ve gone to the trouble of putting me in this awful collar.” \n\nThe trapped Zoroark gave the collar a flick with his claw. I stood up and nodded with a nervous laugh. “Y-yes, the collar means you have to do what I say! First, I demand you tell me your name.”\n\n“I suppose that’s fair. You already did tell me your name, Shiro. My name is Zekka. Pleased to meet you.”\n\nZekka extended his paw out to me, perhaps in a sort of hand shake, but I didn’t reciprocate. Instead, I turned away. \n\n“Well, Zekka, now that you are under my control, we can start planning out the rest of our time together.”\n\n“My thoughts exactly,” Zekka said with a chuckle. “Though, do we really need this collar? Seems a bit archaic, no?”\n\n“Ha. I’m not falling for that,” I said. “If I take the collar off, there will be nothing stopping you from doing whatever you want. The collar is specifically made to keep you in check and keep you obedient.”\n\n“Is that so?” He asked.\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“So this collar really does keep whomever is wearing it completely obedient to their master?\n\n“Yes! Now, enough with the dumb questions. The first thing I want is--!”\n\nI had looked down for only a moment to close my tome. When I looked back up, I had no time to react as the Zoroark lunged at me. I felt my shoulders compressed and pinned to the carpet beneath me. I cried out, fully expecting Zekka to take my life. However, he simply just chuckled, lowering his snout down towards me.\n\n“How’s this for obedient, little pup?”\n\n“L-let me go!” I cried as I tried to squirm my way out of his ironclad grip.\n\n“Oh, why of course, but first…at least permit me to partake of my master’s wonderful taste…”\n\nMy eyes bolted open as I felt Zekka’s icy lips meet mine. He held me there, his tongue breaking in through my mouth and forcing me to submit to his adamant desires. I tried to struggle against it, but to no avail. In the end, all I could do was kiss him back, for what choice did I have? I had no idea at the time, but it was all as the Zoroark planned. Before I knew it, our tongues danced together, as I was too caught up in it all to realize what Zekka was doing to me. What I was doing back…and what I was getting into. The whirlwind of it all sweeping me into a thoughtless passion, and in the heat of the moment, I loved every second of him kissing me.\n\nAs he broke the kiss off, however, I heard a click from behind my head. My heart sank. I looked to Zekka’s neck and the collar was gone. And suddenly, it felt harder and harder to breathe, like something tight had coiled itself around my throat.\n\nZekka kept me pinned beneath his body, chuckling again as he rested his chin in his paw. “All you basic summoners are the same. As if your stupid collars or shackles or manicles to could ever hope to keep someone as strong me tied down. Ah, but I suppose they aren’t all as cute as you, little Shiro. How’d you like my kiss, by the way? You sure were getting quite into it, heh. Y’know, even before I slipped the collar on you.”\n\nNo words would come to me. I wanted to reply, but something in my body refused to produce a sound. No...it was the collar! I could feel it steal the air from me whenever I had a word to say. Rather, it would let me respond, but only in regards to the question Zekka had asked me, and there’s no way I’d give that beast the smug satisfaction of admitting that his kiss was heavenly. \n\nAs I stayed quiet, the impatient Zoroark picked up his claw and ran it across my chest, chills spreading across me as he sliced through the fabric of my robes like butter. \n\n“Maybe you didn’t hear me, so I’ll ask again: How much did you love our kiss? Infinitely? Or even more so?”\n\nHis caressing of my chest stopped, him pressing two claws together between my nipple, rubbing them together like he was trying to start a fire. And as he teased me so, I could feel that spot of my skin grow softer. Rounder, too. Almost as if…as if every movement of Zekka’s claw was turning my chest softer and more pronounced. But surely that was not the case…right? And yet, my body burned with such sensitivity now, and the Zoroark showed no signs of ending his teasing of me.\n\nOnly one phrase came to my mind amid the growing pleasure bursting across my chest and body, and when it all became too much to contain, the collar forced me to declare it.\n\n “Y-yes! I loved our kiss so much!!”\n\nThankfully, as I said that, Zekka stopped torturing me for the moment. He just cackled again, letting my swelling and tingling chest rest in the open air.\n\n“Ohoho, see how easy that was? The role of my subservient little slave truly fits you better than being my master. Well, would you like that, Shiro? To be my slave? Or better yet, why don’t you be my bitch?”\n\nI heard the word ringing my ears, powerless to protest. Did I really want that? Or perhaps, with the godforsaken collar around my neck, I had no choice? I had to accept…no matter the terms. As Zekka proposed that to me, my mind began to twist my thoughts and desires to fit the proposition. I began to lose myself. To lose whatever inhibitions and apprehensions I had that got in the way of my new master’s wants.\n\nZekka chuckled as he piped up again. “Come to think of it, I could give you a brand new life, if you desire it. And all I ask in return is that you be the most obedient lover and stay devoted to me for all eternity. Well? Sounds pretty good, right?”\n\nI bit my tongue. I knew the collar would only let me respond if I said yes. It wouldn’t let me go against Zekka’s wishes and refuse him. How quickly I had been cornered by that Zoroark. And even so, could I deny such an offer? Or was it the manipulative magic of the collar shaping my thoughts to accept his bargain? Either way…I stared down Zekka’s body and knew I wanted it against my own, despite my brain screaming out the opposite. I ran my fingers down his soft fur and firm muscles, and for some reason, it felt so right. \n\nMy mind slogged along, hardly reacting as I saw the black fur crop up along my outstretched hand and wrist. How my fingers changed from skin covered digits to pointed claws. Hardly feeling anything as my limbs grew sleeker, molding into the new shape the collar dictated for me. A nice thick and fluffy coat of dark plush fur slipped itself over my skin, complete with a swirl of red and black hair on my forehead and bangs coming down just over the eyes in such a cute style. Even though I couldn’t see it happening across my head, the collar put the vision in front of my eyes. It showed me exactly what I was being transformed into to fit my master’s desires…and I was so happy I could finally please him! I wanted to become exactly what he wanted me to be! What other purpose did I have other than to fulfill my master’s every single need?\n\nMy fluffy tail finally shot out from my backside in unison with a pair of triangular ears replacing my old useless human ears. I could feel the sweet ecstasy of my entire body structure being shifted and growing thicker at the same time. Growing more pronounced, more feminine, and more perfect. My snout was growing in nicely, too. Sharp teeth formed in my slobbering jowls as my tongue extended out and slipped over my lips. Without knowing it, I was panting like a dog. Like a needy, horny Pokémon, completely at the mercy of her master. \n\nYes. Her. That was the greatest part of my entire transformation, afterall! The collar granted me such a perfect body for my master, and part of that perfection involved losing my cock and balls. In the forest of my dark fur, my erect penis had already begun to slip into my body and disappear. Those manly bits flattened out and turned into newer, much more sensitive skin between my legs. Warm beads of my juices blossomed out of my forming slit, the heat of it all letting me know that I had truly crossed the gender threshold and been turned into a female. A female Zoroark. And, much to my joy, my master was leering down at me like he couldn’t wait to fuck my brains out.\n\nTo complete my transition into femininity, my hips and thighs began to fill out so nicely. They swelled up with such excess softness, surely shooting my frame up a few extra pant sizes. My ass began to fill out as well, plumping up beneath me and cushioning out my lower body. Perfect for my hungry master to grab and squeeze. My chest followed the same lucious growth, picking back off from where Zekka had teased me before. My breasts ballooned out with such fervor that they even pressed into the side of my arms and nearly touched my chin. With such wonderfully endowed boobs out in the open like that, I thought I would have felt embarrassed, but it was quite the opposite: I likd being exposed like that to my master. To be naked, vulnerable, and so close to his body as well. \n\nStill, some small fragment of me saw the way Zekka grinned at me and giggled to himself and I couldn’t help but get nervous, but as my eyes fell back down towards my new body and I noticed even more of my changes, I lost all sense of worry. Those old boyish, unnecessary parts of me were lost forever. I put a shaky paw down to my leg, running it along my new fur. So soft. So real. Even as I simply moved my legs beneath Zekka, I felt my body brush against myself in such a way that it only riled up my lusty needs. That slit between my legs lit up like a bonfire from even the slightest touch, and as I grit my teeth and tried to bare it, I began to realize that there would be only one way to properly relieve my heat.\n\n“My my, you sure do clean up, my little Shiro. Such a beautiful Zoroark girl you are. And that’s all you have ever been, right?”\n\nI slowly nodded. “Y-yes. I’m yours, master. Your faithful, obedient, Zoroark girl. I’ve never been anything else, master.”\n\n“Good answer,” my master smirked. “Now, before we go, why don’t we have a bit of fun first? Seeing you like this, well, it’d be a shame to not enjoy it.”\n\nAny response I could have thought up was abruptly cut off as my master went in to make out with me again. Where his mouth could not reach, his paws squeezed and rubbed against, the mix of friction and speed colliding on me and getting me going even more. The whole time, though, I had not even noticed my own movements. I had been mindlessly moving my hips up, grinding my needy slit against whatever parts of my master I could reach, letting my juices mix into his fur as I tried to get whatever fleeting relief I could. \n\nThen I froze. My master’s arm slid over my body, his paw settling down between my soaked thick thighs. Even just the warmth of his claws gliding along my fur sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. Before I could beg him to go in, my master had already read my mind. My eyes clenched shut and my breath escaped me as I felt my master’s digit penetrate me and swirl within my sex. My entire being erupted in unbridled ecstasy. My master explored every inch of my new body, and he made me fully aware of it all. \n\nMy lips only sopped with more wet juices as my master took his time. I couldn’t help but nuzzle my cheek into my master’s arm, pressing my body against his, losing myself to the feeling of it all.\n\nThen something throbbed against my leg: the first twinge of my master’s girthy member began to stir, yet it seemed more like an afterthought to the muscular Zoroark as he buried his paw further between my legs. My juices clung to the Zoroark’s paws as he slowly pleased my aching body, but all my mind thought of was that knot of his. How big it seemed just from it rubbing against me. How massive it must be. I only hoped I could take it and give my master the best sex he had ever had.\n\nJust as I was getting comfortable, my master gripped my body again. He broke off our kiss as he lifted me up into the air. Before I could get any release, though, I felt the Zoroark’s paw slip out of me. The lusty Zoroark simply brought the soaked paw to his mouth, letting his tongue run along the length of his claw as he reveled in the taste of my juices. My eyes widened, not sure as to why, but so found myself so fucking turned on by that as I laid panting in my master’s grasp.\n\n“Wh-why did you stop?” I moaned. I didn’t mean to make it sound so needy, but I also didn’t care. I just wanted more of his touch. More of his body.\n\nMy master pulled the claw from his mouth with a satisfied sigh. “Ahh, so good. You really sounded like you were enjoying that, too,” the Zoroark chuckled.\n\n“Yes…so much, master…”\n\n“Good. Now, let see you spread those legs~”\n\n“As you wish, my master.”\n\nMy master’s paws gripped my sides and pulled me in closer. Then, all at once, my master was on top of me, arched over, supporting himself over me now, completely pinning me down. Before I could speak, every word in my mind disappeared as I felt for the very first time the feeling of being completely filled by my Zoroark master’s cock. I felt the tip, then lust took over as my master dove himself deep into me without any thought of easing it in. My body felt numb, all save for my pussy, and that burning came back on full force. Face up, unable to escape, unable to protest, the only feeling in my body now being the thrusting of my master’s girthy knot spearing me so well.\n\nMy Zoroark master snickered with such smug satisfaction. Much to his amusement, I had taken all he could give me so well. And as he pulled himself out for the next thrust, his length came out even easier now. Now that I was properly lubed, I hoped I could provide the best sex master ever had. I bet he could not even remember the last time he had such a perfect fuck like this. And thankfully, his natural size made it all more potent for me. My master slammed his hips in again, drawing such wonderful cries from me. I loved how girly I sounded. How needy and slutty every little noise I made sounded. Such satisfied, airy moans that only urged my master to go even harder. \n\nMy toes curled with each throb of the knot inside me, but that was just the first taste. My master shifted himself, completely hunched over me and driving himself in with as much speed as he could muster. I was being mounted by this powerful male, powerless to stop my master. Still, I wanted that Zoroark’s cock so badly that I didn’t care how thick it was. I wanted to take everything my master could give, and when my master finally got comfortable and had a perfect rhythm going, all I could do was moan. Those girly, slutty moans, but they felt so right to me. My master pumped into me harder, forcing my body to feel just how big he was, letting the aroma of his musk lull me into a stupor of sex.\n\nAnd as my master began to grunt and moan as well, I had a feeling about what was about to happen. How my master’s cock inflated, spreading my walls to their absolute limit. How close we both were. \n\nMy master gave one final moan and thrusted himself in deep. As deep as he could on the final push, then letting himself burst inside me. Flooding my womb with wells of his cum, filling every part of me and even more as it spilled out of me and into my fur. My master held himself there, making sure the moment lasted an eternity for me, branding me as his obedient lover completely.\n\nMy body nearly crumbled from the impact of the first shots of my master ’s hot seed inside me. My body clamped down on his cock, forcing me to take every final throb and every final pulse of cum from my master. I barely hung on, even feeling my stomach begin to bulge from the amount of seed forced into me, but as my master’s cock began to calm, I realized I had handled it all like a champ. Like a natural slut. I thought that realization might have frightened me, but as I let it wash over me with the afterglow of it all, I found I absolutely loved it all. And I loved my master.\n\nI could only pant hot and heavy breaths as my master slowly pulled himself out of me, yet the beefy Zoroark looked like he could go another few rounds with me. Thankfully, he let me rest, instead scooping me up into his arms and chuckling to himself. \n\n“Too tired after just a little bit of fun? Heh, we’ll have to work on your strength, Shiro. Can’t have such a cute member of my harem have so little stamina.”\n\nMy master brushed the fur out of my eyes and kissed my lips again, but I could hardly return it, too spent from our love making. \n\n“H-harem?” I managed to ask.\n\n“Of course. I’ve got so many other girls back home. All foolish summoners who thought they could control me, but never mind that. The point is that I now have you as another to add to my lovely harem. Doesn’t that sound nice?”\n\nI felt the collar around my neck pinch me a bit and force my answer. “Y-yes master. So good. Anything if it means I get to serve you more.”\n\n“Oh, trust me,” my master smirked, “you’ll be serving me for a very, very long time. And you look so cute in your new collar, too.”\n\nWith that, my master carried me over to the summoning circle. He whispered a few words, and a divine light enveloped us both, teleporting us away from my old world and to my master’s domain. There, I would be a new perfect member of his harem and serve my master forever. \n\nExactly as I wanted it to be.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Summon
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Everything was prepared for the ritual. The sun drifted on the other side of the world while the moon stayed hidden beneath a blanket of dark clouds. The only bits of light in my room came from the fluorescent crimson markings I had etched into the floor in the shape of a pentagram. With crushed ivory, I sprinkled the dust into the shape of a “Z”. Even as the letter had barely been formed, I could already feel a mystical force begin to rise up around me. The air became charged. Beneath my dark robes, a distant source began to tug at me. Beckoning me to continue. Begging me to complete the summoning.

But I would not be hasty. I knew the risk that came with calling upon such powerful entities. They would never take servitude lightly, but that’s where the genius of my ritual shined; the most pivotal piece of it all, the summoner’s collar, already buzzed with energy as I gently placed it in the center of the pentagram. A loop of sinister leather held together by a quicksilver clasp, exactly the kind needed for containing whatever manner of creature my magic would pull into this world. Surely, when the demon or spirit or whatever I summoned manifested itself, the collar would immediately bind to their neck, granting me full control over their body and actions. And with that, unlimited power.

All that remained was to speak the words of the spell. I held the ancient tome in my hands, exhaling as I steeled myself for whatever would happen. Finally, I placed my finger beneath the first word of incantation, and began to read.

“Beyond time and reality, I summon thee. Creature of blood and darkness, into servitude I decree!”

The ivory powder ignited and burst into the air. Shockwaves knocked me onto my butt as I shielded my eyes, barely able to watch the spectacle of my summoning. Even without sight, though, the utter power emanating throughout my room was palpable. The ritual succeeded, and a force beyond this world’s comprehension was slowly taking shape before me.

Soon enough, the dust had begun to settle and the thunderclaps of my magic fell into silence. I removed my quivering arm away from my face, waiting for something to emerge from the opaque clouds.

Before I saw his shape appear, the first thing I felt was the assaulting sting of an icy cold wind. The entire room had turned frigid, from little icicles forming on the ceiling to small piles of snow forming around the summoning circle. One could have easily mistaken this warm autumn night for the dead of winter, and as the freezing cold air washed over me, I heard a new voice in my room.

“Aah, is it that time already? The gods must be smiling on me. So, who is it that has summoned me this time?”

Immediately, I recognized the shape of the creature: a Zoroark. Unmistakably so, yet that didn’t explain the sudden cold front. Zoroark’s thrived in darkness, as I had amply provided, but nothing in my studies foretold their affinity for the cold. As I pondered that, I noticed that though the shape of my summoned servant was indeed a Zoroark, this specimen had some odd eccentricities to it: namely, the wilde streaks of thick fur that billowed off the back of his head and down over his snout. Surely its fur like the night sky would have stood out against the falling ivory dust, yet as I squinted my eyes, I saw the truth: this Zoroark’s fur matched the color of snow. Off its flowing fur and mane were streaks of crimson, and as the Zoroark took a step forward and emerged, it sniffed the air in the room, searching for me.  

My eyes widened as he appeared through the veil of smoke, not anticipating just how muscular the Zoroark would be; as the dim light of the summoning circle massaged his chiseled legs and biceps, I could have sworn his body was carved out of the toughest and most lustrous marble. As I sat before him, he towered over me, exuding confidence with every involuntary flex of his muscles beneath his white and red fur. Quite the beefy stature to a normally sleek and elusive creature, yet this seemed to be a testament to the sheer power in him.

And above all, the collar now sat tightly around the Zoroark’s thick throat, proving my dominance over him.

“That scent! Ah, is it you?” The Zoroark asked, staring down at me. “A female, perhaps? It must be, for why else would you be staring at me with such lust, my little summoner?”

I snapped out of my stupor and shook my head. “L-lust?! I am a boy, er, a man! And I have summoned you to do my bidding! I, Shiro, am your master, now, and you’ll address me as such.”

The Zoroark rolled his eyes and smirked. “Sure, master, but then why were you staring at my body so intently?”

“I was not staring,” I said, doing my best to hide my embarrassment. “I was merely trying to identify you. I was expecting a Zoroark with black fur, and you're anything but the sort.”

“Oh, is that all? And what did you say before? You’re really a boy under all those robes?” The Zoroark put a claw to his chin, then shrugged. “I suppose that makes this all a bit more complicated, but nothing I can’t fix. Oh, but I see you’ve at least done some research, seeing as how you’ve gone to the trouble of putting me in this awful collar.”

The trapped Zoroark gave the collar a flick with his claw. I stood up and nodded with a nervous laugh. “Y-yes, the collar means you have to do what I say! First, I demand you tell me your name.”

“I suppose that’s fair. You already did tell me your name, Shiro. My name is Zekka. Pleased to meet you.”

Zekka extended his paw out to me, perhaps in a sort of hand shake, but I didn’t reciprocate. Instead, I turned away.

“Well, Zekka, now that you are under my control, we can start planning out the rest of our time together.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Zekka said with a chuckle. “Though, do we really need this collar? Seems a bit archaic, no?”

“Ha. I’m not falling for that,” I said. “If I take the collar off, there will be nothing stopping you from doing whatever you want. The collar is specifically made to keep you in check and keep you obedient.”

“Is that so?” He asked.

“Yes.”

“So this collar really does keep whomever is wearing it completely obedient to their master?

“Yes! Now, enough with the dumb questions. The first thing I want is--!”

I had looked down for only a moment to close my tome. When I looked back up, I had no time to react as the Zoroark lunged at me. I felt my shoulders compressed and pinned to the carpet beneath me. I cried out, fully expecting Zekka to take my life. However, he simply just chuckled, lowering his snout down towards me.

“How’s this for obedient, little pup?”

“L-let me go!” I cried as I tried to squirm my way out of his ironclad grip.

“Oh, why of course, but first…at least permit me to partake of my master’s wonderful taste…”

My eyes bolted open as I felt Zekka’s icy lips meet mine. He held me there, his tongue breaking in through my mouth and forcing me to submit to his adamant desires. I tried to struggle against it, but to no avail. In the end, all I could do was kiss him back, for what choice did I have? I had no idea at the time, but it was all as the Zoroark planned. Before I knew it, our tongues danced together, as I was too caught up in it all to realize what Zekka was doing to me. What I was doing back…and what I was getting into. The whirlwind of it all sweeping me into a thoughtless passion, and in the heat of the moment, I loved every second of him kissing me.

As he broke the kiss off, however, I heard a click from behind my head. My heart sank. I looked to Zekka’s neck and the collar was gone. And suddenly, it felt harder and harder to breathe, like something tight had coiled itself around my throat.

Zekka kept me pinned beneath his body, chuckling again as he rested his chin in his paw. “All you basic summoners are the same. As if your stupid collars or shackles or manicles to could ever hope to keep someone as strong me tied down. Ah, but I suppose they aren’t all as cute as you, little Shiro. How’d you like my kiss, by the way? You sure were getting quite into it, heh. Y’know, even before I slipped the collar on you.”

No words would come to me. I wanted to reply, but something in my body refused to produce a sound. No...it was the collar! I could feel it steal the air from me whenever I had a word to say. Rather, it would let me respond, but only in regards to the question Zekka had asked me, and there’s no way I’d give that beast the smug satisfaction of admitting that his kiss was heavenly.

As I stayed quiet, the impatient Zoroark picked up his claw and ran it across my chest, chills spreading across me as he sliced through the fabric of my robes like butter.

“Maybe you didn’t hear me, so I’ll ask again: How much did you love our kiss? Infinitely? Or even more so?”

His caressing of my chest stopped, him pressing two claws together between my nipple, rubbing them together like he was trying to start a fire. And as he teased me so, I could feel that spot of my skin grow softer. Rounder, too. Almost as if…as if every movement of Zekka’s claw was turning my chest softer and more pronounced. But surely that was not the case…right? And yet, my body burned with such sensitivity now, and the Zoroark showed no signs of ending his teasing of me.

Only one phrase came to my mind amid the growing pleasure bursting across my chest and body, and when it all became too much to contain, the collar forced me to declare it.

 “Y-yes! I loved our kiss so much!!”

Thankfully, as I said that, Zekka stopped torturing me for the moment. He just cackled again, letting my swelling and tingling chest rest in the open air.

“Ohoho, see how easy that was? The role of my subservient little slave truly fits you better than being my master. Well, would you like that, Shiro? To be my slave? Or better yet, why don’t you be my bitch?”

I heard the word ringing my ears, powerless to protest. Did I really want that? Or perhaps, with the godforsaken collar around my neck, I had no choice? I had to accept…no matter the terms. As Zekka proposed that to me, my mind began to twist my thoughts and desires to fit the proposition. I began to lose myself. To lose whatever inhibitions and apprehensions I had that got in the way of my new master’s wants.

Zekka chuckled as he piped up again. “Come to think of it, I could give you a brand new life, if you desire it. And all I ask in return is that you be the most obedient lover and stay devoted to me for all eternity. Well? Sounds pretty good, right?”

I bit my tongue. I knew the collar would only let me respond if I said yes. It wouldn’t let me go against Zekka’s wishes and refuse him. How quickly I had been cornered by that Zoroark. And even so, could I deny such an offer? Or was it the manipulative magic of the collar shaping my thoughts to accept his bargain? Either way…I stared down Zekka’s body and knew I wanted it against my own, despite my brain screaming out the opposite. I ran my fingers down his soft fur and firm muscles, and for some reason, it felt so right.

My mind slogged along, hardly reacting as I saw the black fur crop up along my outstretched hand and wrist. How my fingers changed from skin covered digits to pointed claws. Hardly feeling anything as my limbs grew sleeker, molding into the new shape the collar dictated for me. A nice thick and fluffy coat of dark plush fur slipped itself over my skin, complete with a swirl of red and black hair on my forehead and bangs coming down just over the eyes in such a cute style. Even though I couldn’t see it happening across my head, the collar put the vision in front of my eyes. It showed me exactly what I was being transformed into to fit my master’s desires…and I was so happy I could finally please him! I wanted to become exactly what he wanted me to be! What other purpose did I have other than to fulfill my master’s every single need?

My fluffy tail finally shot out from my backside in unison with a pair of triangular ears replacing my old useless human ears. I could feel the sweet ecstasy of my entire body structure being shifted and growing thicker at the same time. Growing more pronounced, more feminine, and more perfect. My snout was growing in nicely, too. Sharp teeth formed in my slobbering jowls as my tongue extended out and slipped over my lips. Without knowing it, I was panting like a dog. Like a needy, horny Pokémon, completely at the mercy of her master.

Yes. Her. That was the greatest part of my entire transformation, afterall! The collar granted me such a perfect body for my master, and part of that perfection involved losing my cock and balls. In the forest of my dark fur, my erect penis had already begun to slip into my body and disappear. Those manly bits flattened out and turned into newer, much more sensitive skin between my legs. Warm beads of my juices blossomed out of my forming slit, the heat of it all letting me know that I had truly crossed the gender threshold and been turned into a female. A female Zoroark. And, much to my joy, my master was leering down at me like he couldn’t wait to fuck my brains out.

To complete my transition into femininity, my hips and thighs began to fill out so nicely. They swelled up with such excess softness, surely shooting my frame up a few extra pant sizes. My ass began to fill out as well, plumping up beneath me and cushioning out my lower body. Perfect for my hungry master to grab and squeeze. My chest followed the same lucious growth, picking back off from where Zekka had teased me before. My breasts ballooned out with such fervor that they even pressed into the side of my arms and nearly touched my chin. With such wonderfully endowed boobs out in the open like that, I thought I would have felt embarrassed, but it was quite the opposite: I likd being exposed like that to my master. To be naked, vulnerable, and so close to his body as well.

Still, some small fragment of me saw the way Zekka grinned at me and giggled to himself and I couldn’t help but get nervous, but as my eyes fell back down towards my new body and I noticed even more of my changes, I lost all sense of worry. Those old boyish, unnecessary parts of me were lost forever. I put a shaky paw down to my leg, running it along my new fur. So soft. So real. Even as I simply moved my legs beneath Zekka, I felt my body brush against myself in such a way that it only riled up my lusty needs. That slit between my legs lit up like a bonfire from even the slightest touch, and as I grit my teeth and tried to bare it, I began to realize that there would be only one way to properly relieve my heat.

“My my, you sure do clean up, my little Shiro. Such a beautiful Zoroark girl you are. And that’s all you have ever been, right?”

I slowly nodded. “Y-yes. I’m yours, master. Your faithful, obedient, Zoroark girl. I’ve never been anything else, master.”

“Good answer,” my master smirked. “Now, before we go, why don’t we have a bit of fun first? Seeing you like this, well, it’d be a shame to not enjoy it.”

Any response I could have thought up was abruptly cut off as my master went in to make out with me again. Where his mouth could not reach, his paws squeezed and rubbed against, the mix of friction and speed colliding on me and getting me going even more. The whole time, though, I had not even noticed my own movements. I had been mindlessly moving my hips up, grinding my needy slit against whatever parts of my master I could reach, letting my juices mix into his fur as I tried to get whatever fleeting relief I could.

Then I froze. My master’s arm slid over my body, his paw settling down between my soaked thick thighs. Even just the warmth of his claws gliding along my fur sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. Before I could beg him to go in, my master had already read my mind. My eyes clenched shut and my breath escaped me as I felt my master’s digit penetrate me and swirl within my sex. My entire being erupted in unbridled ecstasy. My master explored every inch of my new body, and he made me fully aware of it all.

My lips only sopped with more wet juices as my master took his time. I couldn’t help but nuzzle my cheek into my master’s arm, pressing my body against his, losing myself to the feeling of it all.

Then something throbbed against my leg: the first twinge of my master’s girthy member began to stir, yet it seemed more like an afterthought to the muscular Zoroark as he buried his paw further between my legs. My juices clung to the Zoroark’s paws as he slowly pleased my aching body, but all my mind thought of was that knot of his. How big it seemed just from it rubbing against me. How massive it must be. I only hoped I could take it and give my master the best sex he had ever had.

Just as I was getting comfortable, my master gripped my body again. He broke off our kiss as he lifted me up into the air. Before I could get any release, though, I felt the Zoroark’s paw slip out of me. The lusty Zoroark simply brought the soaked paw to his mouth, letting his tongue run along the length of his claw as he reveled in the taste of my juices. My eyes widened, not sure as to why, but so found myself so fucking turned on by that as I laid panting in my master’s grasp.

“Wh-why did you stop?” I moaned. I didn’t mean to make it sound so needy, but I also didn’t care. I just wanted more of his touch. More of his body.

My master pulled the claw from his mouth with a satisfied sigh. “Ahh, so good. You really sounded like you were enjoying that, too,” the Zoroark chuckled.

“Yes…so much, master…”

“Good. Now, let see you spread those legs~”

“As you wish, my master.”

My master’s paws gripped my sides and pulled me in closer. Then, all at once, my master was on top of me, arched over, supporting himself over me now, completely pinning me down. Before I could speak, every word in my mind disappeared as I felt for the very first time the feeling of being completely filled by my Zoroark master’s cock. I felt the tip, then lust took over as my master dove himself deep into me without any thought of easing it in. My body felt numb, all save for my pussy, and that burning came back on full force. Face up, unable to escape, unable to protest, the only feeling in my body now being the thrusting of my master’s girthy knot spearing me so well.

My Zoroark master snickered with such smug satisfaction. Much to his amusement, I had taken all he could give me so well. And as he pulled himself out for the next thrust, his length came out even easier now. Now that I was properly lubed, I hoped I could provide the best sex master ever had. I bet he could not even remember the last time he had such a perfect fuck like this. And thankfully, his natural size made it all more potent for me. My master slammed his hips in again, drawing such wonderful cries from me. I loved how girly I sounded. How needy and slutty every little noise I made sounded. Such satisfied, airy moans that only urged my master to go even harder.

My toes curled with each throb of the knot inside me, but that was just the first taste. My master shifted himself, completely hunched over me and driving himself in with as much speed as he could muster. I was being mounted by this powerful male, powerless to stop my master. Still, I wanted that Zoroark’s cock so badly that I didn’t care how thick it was. I wanted to take everything my master could give, and when my master finally got comfortable and had a perfect rhythm going, all I could do was moan. Those girly, slutty moans, but they felt so right to me. My master  pumped into me harder, forcing my body to feel just how big he was, letting the aroma of his musk lull me into a stupor of sex.

And as my master began to grunt and moan as well, I had a feeling about what was about to happen. How my master’s cock inflated, spreading my walls to their absolute limit.  How close we both were.

My master gave one final moan and thrusted himself in deep. As deep as he could on the final push, then letting himself burst inside me. Flooding my womb with wells of his cum, filling every part of me and even more as it spilled out of me and into my fur. My master held himself there, making sure the moment lasted an eternity for me, branding me as his obedient lover completely.

My body nearly crumbled from the impact of the first shots of my master ’s hot seed inside me. My body clamped down on his cock, forcing me to take every final throb and every final pulse of cum from my master. I barely hung on, even feeling my stomach begin to bulge from the amount of seed forced into me, but as my master’s cock began to calm, I realized I had handled it all like a champ. Like a natural slut. I thought that realization might have frightened me, but as I let it wash over me with the afterglow of it all, I found I absolutely loved it all. And I loved my master.

I could only pant hot and heavy breaths as my master slowly pulled himself out of me, yet the beefy Zoroark looked like he could go another few rounds with me. Thankfully, he let me rest, instead scooping me up into his arms and chuckling to himself.

“Too tired after just a little bit of fun? Heh, we’ll have to work on your strength, Shiro. Can’t have such a cute member of my harem have so little stamina.”

My master brushed the fur out of my eyes and kissed my lips again, but I could hardly return it, too spent from our love making.

“H-harem?” I managed to ask.

“Of course. I’ve got so many other girls back home. All foolish summoners who thought they could control me, but never mind that. The point is that I now have you as another to add to my lovely harem. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

I felt the collar around my neck pinch me a bit and force my answer. “Y-yes master. So good. Anything if it means I get to serve you more.”

“Oh, trust me,” my master smirked, “you’ll be serving me for a very, very long time. And you look so cute in your new collar, too.”

With that, my master carried me over to the summoning circle. He whispered a few words, and a divine light enveloped us both, teleporting us away from my old world and to my master’s domain. There, I would be a new perfect member of his harem and serve my master forever.

Exactly as I wanted it to be.
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