“Gam for the last fucking time, stop leaving your clothes all over the place!” Awryhx screamed, picking up her smelly clothes off the ground. Ever since she somehow convinced him to stay with her, he slowly but surely became her maid, doing laundry and cleaning the entire damn place.


Sure, patience was one of his virtues but a man could only last so long before it wore thin. 


Meanwhile, his partner rubbed against her eyes, the rays of sunlight shining down her purple fur. The snake horse chimera snorted, thinking back at how stupid he was for even considering staying with her. She didn’t have a couple of red flags, she was the entire landmine that was waiting to explode. 


Yet…somehow of all things that drew him to her like a moth flying to a candle. 


“Do you have to be this loud in the mor-” She yawned, giving him a side eye, “morning?” Her breath stank as her clothes were amplifying her musk, spreading throughout the room, “What’s for breakfast, Awryhx?” 


That’s it. He wasn’t going to let this issue slide any longer, he was going to confront her about this. He was going to ‘fix’ her like what his friends all teased him, 


“Gam.”


Her stomach grumbled, “Dude, I’m starving. Could we talk after breakfa-”


“It’s 1 in the afternoon.” 


“Bah, it doesn't matter. Have you cooked something for me?” 
 
“Gam. Please. Could you just listen to me?” 


She rolled her eyes. If this wasn’t important, she was going to be pissed. Awryhx usually didn’t have the spine to talk like this, she raised her voice exasperated, “What?” 
 
The canine flashed her teeth, stretching out her arms. He gulped. God, why was she so dreamy even when she had just woken up? No. Now was not the time to be simping for her. He could do that tonight after she learnt her lesson. 


“Gam, I want you to know that…” His eyes shifted towards the messy ground, “I do not like this place to be this messy. Could you please just tidy up your dirty clothes in one small pile? Make it easier for me to do lau-”


Gam scratched her exposed stomach. Great. Her partner was becoming her father, nagging at every little mess she made. She growled back, “Fuck off with this shit, alright? I just woke up and now I have to hear you bitch about my clothes of all things?” 


“This isn’t the first time, Gam! I tried to tell you so many times and yet you refused to listen to me, do you think I like to nag at you? Trust me, I don’t,” His face was turning redder than his red fur. Oh wow, guess he must be pretty pissed about this, huh? 


The canine however wasn’t going to yield to him. He was the bottom for crying out loud, why should she listen to him? “Since you don’t want me here so badly, I guess I’ll fuck right off then.” 


“That’s not what I mean-” Awyhx reached his hands out, trying to stop her only for her to slam against the door as her reply. He covered his face before letting out a sigh. Why couldn’t she just listen to him for once? 


Strolling through an alleyway, Gam slammed against one of the walls. The scene previously replayed in her mind over and over again. They were just clothes. What was the big deal of her leaving wherever she went? Plus, this was her house not his. He agreed to stay for crying out loud, why the hell must she bend to his will? 


Her stomach grumbled once again. And he didn’t make her breakfast. She dug deep into her pockets, only to find a crumpled up ten dollar note deep in them. Good enough for some grub here.


After buying her food, her initial rage grew stronger as resentment. Had he forgotten all the good times he had with her? Who put up with his incessant whining? Or how nervous he was on their very first date? It was her all this time. 


Yet, she certainly couldn’t dump him. He was cute as a button, so submissive and obedient to her. Not everyone could withstand her temperament after all. She chuckled, causing some of the crumbs to drop onto her shirt, remembering his moans as they had sex for the first time. So pure and innocent. 


She needed something better. Something that would teach him a lesson that he will never forget. Going deeper into the alleyway, she made a left turn towards a dead end. There, multiple packs of drugs, each in their transparent ziplock bags, labelled in some words, laid on the ground, all thrown away by some mad scientist living directly above it. She tried to eat one of them the other day but the effects were unpredictable to say the least. 


One of them stood out to her, a packet of red pills, labelled ‘Underwear Curse’. She grabbed it, giving a little sniff at how it smelt. Peppermint and strawberry blended into one another. Huh, at least that bottom would be willing to eat it. And judging by the name, he was going to get his wish, one way or another. 


Meanwhile the horse snake hybrid was pacing around in the house. His tail swished side to side, nervously awaiting her return. If others were looking in, they would’ve suspected he was the dog between the two of them, awaiting his master to come back. But that was besides the point. Every time she stormed off, his heart automatically pounded against his chest, trying to rationalise that she would come back. 


Regardless of how awful she was, Awryhx felt truly cared for from her attention and care. She made him feel special. Special in a way that nobody could replace him. And so after packing her dirty smelly clothes into the laundry, his mind began to spiral once again, questioning if this was the last time she would come back. 


It was a bad habit, he admitted. But it was hard to fix. Ever since he was younger, anxiety would choke him from behind, causing him to overthink and question every possibility in line. Probably also why he was such a high scorer in high school.


Ahhh but what if… she really did leave? What was he going to do now? Maybe, he should call her and settle this uneasiness… Yet…he wanted her to learn from this lesson and to show that he was serious about this whole thing. Gahhh, it just felt like there was no winning in this situation. He only had so much patience for her but his heart was too soft to enforce any punishment. 


Going back to his phone, he scrolled through his chat. He refreshed the page, trying to justify that she was coming back. Coming back for him. But alas, no message was sent. Maybe…he should reach for her, trying to tone down the harshness of his words. Maybe that way she would return and be back for him. 


“I’m back,” She slammed the door open, causing the hybrid to jolt up, almost causing the phone to drop onto the floor. Gam clicked against her tongue, “Ah. Forgot you were still here.” 


Multiple thoughts and questions were rushing through his mind. What should he do here? Confront her once again? What if she leaves once again? Sweep this issue under the rug? But she shouldn’t learn anything at all. And that would defeat the whole point about his earlier lecture. Gah, what else could he do? 


He turned around, crossing his arms and glanced away. A little pout emerged on his face. Great. Now Awryhx was acting like her, pouty and trying to act coy. But he wasn’t doing it well, especially with that tail of his wagging along her presence. 


“Awry?” She leaned forward, sneaking right beside his ear. Her bad breath immediately excited the hybrid, “Look, this morning, I agree…” She gulped. This apology was so stupid but anything to stop him from pouting like this was needed for her plan, “it’s not fair for you to keep cleaning after me. So there will be some changes around here.” 


His ears twitched up. Changes? Was she actually changing for him? Finally after months of nagging, she actually listened for once. Slowly, he turned around, trying to hide his excitement, “So you are saying…?” 


“Yes, you won’t be cleaning after my mess, Awry,” She leaned closer, “Now why don’t I make it up to you? For making you so mad this morning.” 


The taller man nodded. This was even better than he had ever expected. As he followed her to her bed, she passed him a little red tablet, “Bought this on the way back.” 


“What kind of drug is that? Never seen it before.” 


“Me either. But they were going on sale and I figured you should have the first taste,” She winked, getting onto the bed, pulling her shirt over her and tossing onto the floor, “Do you mind that, Awry?” 


“No G-” He stopped himself, “Mistress.” 


Leaning to the back, she stretched and grabbed a collar beneath the blanket. Awryhx chewed on the table in the meantime, tasting the peppermint flavor throughout his tongue. Ew. This better be a good drug else he was never eating this again. After swallowing it down, his vision blurred around him while he stripped off his shirt. 


She giggled. Look at his stupid little face. He doesn’t even know what he was getting into. Clicking right behind his neck, the collar locked in place. Her paws caressed against his red chin, “So Awry, you know what you love more than anything, right?” 


He nodded, feeling a little light headed. A common symptom for drugs that he took. He leaned closer, slipping his hands between her leg paws, “Yes Mistress.”


“Give them a good sniff, alright? You little paw slut.” 


Once the words left her mouth, his tongue came out to play, licking against the sweaty feet of Gam. Her scent overwhelmed all of his other rational scents, only focusing on the act of pleasing her. That familiar bitter and savoury musk put him at ease, like he was finally back with her. 


Of course, she wasn’t going to let him do all the work. She pressed against his muzzle occasionally, teasing the man as well, “You better lick every inch of it, alright Awry? You love that shit, don’t you? You only exist to please your Mistress, right?” 


Usually, he would reply back but somehow he felt his tongue was dryer than usual. Must be the drug. Some sort of dehydrating effect? He shoved it behind him, his eyes dazed as he moved onto the other paw to lick. A noticeable bulge appeared against his boxers, his cock erecting in the process. Gam nudged against the collar, pulling him closer. Her feet now rubbed against his cock, causing moans to escape out of him. What a fucking pervert. But at least he was her pervert. 


“How are you feeling, paw slut?” She pulled him onto her, her paws now caressing against his warmer cheeks. 


“Go…good Mistress.” 


“Anything strange about the drug?” 


Her eyes sparkled in his vision. This was the first time she was this attentive towards him during sex. Usually, it would be the usual insult and teasing that he grew accustomed to. Humiliation was so thrilling at times, especially from her. But this shakeup didn’t feel bad either. 


“Just a little blurry on my vision and my fur’s a little rougher than I remembered it as,” He answered while licking up every drop of sweat from her paws. 


“Look at you being so horny already,” Her feet pressed against his nutsack. He let out a loud moan, feeling his limbs get weaker, “Don’t cum so fast for me, alright slut?” 


He panted out, “Yes… Mistress.” 


“Now why don’t you have a feel of this bad bitch,” She repositioned his paws onto her breasts, allowing him to grope onto them. Her voice rose in pitch once he made contact with them; the pleasure was palpable, “You like them, don’t you?” 


“Yes…Mistress…” Warm breaths escaped his muzzle. His fingers moved on their own, fondling and touching her breasts. He wanted to lean in and sink his head into her fur, inhaling all of her musk and scent into his nostrils. Wasn’t that perfect? To serve her. To make her happy. 


Intoxicated by her, the hybrid didn’t notice the small changes around his body. Like how his fur was softening or how at the edges of his arms a black mark had emerged around his body. But the slut just kept pushing on and pleasing his Mistress. 


Gam pulled him even closer where her paws were now caressing against his flat ass. Gave the little slut a fright with a nervous whine, being pushed forward. His hands, still on her breasts, played with her swollen nipples. His eyes occasionally glanced down to her bigger penis. Imagining the fun he could have with it. There, her eyes arched as his wagging tail began to shrink smaller towards his body.  She hastened the process, grabbing his tail and shoving it into his body.


“Ah!” He cried out, “Mistress, what are you doing? It hurts,” Gam never went for the tail. She would much rather beat around his stomach or spank his ass or even toy around with his boner but she never went for the tail. With her little act, Awryhx turned back, noticing how his excited tail was no more than a stub. Huh? Was this one of those side effects? 


She leaned into his twitchy ears as sweat dripped from his fur, growling, “Oh slut, don’t you want me to be happy? Don’t you want to please your Mistress?" 


“Yes… Mistress.” 


“Well then after much consideration,” She paused, now using her paws to push the hybrid’s head down, rubbing it against her cock. His eyes told her all that she needed to know, he would love each and every bit of this, “You were right, it’s not fair to make you do all the laundry around here.” 


As her precum dripped against his muzzle, both his body and mind felt lighter. Like he was in the wrong orientation or something, the hands that rubbed against her breasts and fur were now limped to the side while his mind struggled to process all of these sensations around the body. 


“So instead nobody’s going to do the laundry,” She pushed her cock closer to him, “And to make sure that you wouldn’t complain any more, I’m promoting you.” 


His eyes dazed, glancing against the purple wolf. Promotion? What did that mean? Images of his dreams being promoted at work flashed. But why was she saying it now? Did that mean she wanted to go further? 


His face blushed bright red, slurring his words together, he giggled before replying, “Is…is this a proposal from you?” 


“The fuck gave you that idea?”


“Huh, then what’s the promotion?” He blinked. What was she saying now? His mind cleared up slightly as he tried to rationalise what was happening, “Are you getting a maid?” 


Gam burst out laughing. A burp escaped while she repositioned herself such that she was directly looking Awryhx into the eye, “Yes, Mistress?” 


“Oh slut. Why don’t you try and find where your tail is?” She pointed behind him. He glanced back, to realize his tail had completely vanished. Meanwhile, the room around him felt larger now. Panic now crept into his heart. Was he changing? 


He scanned his body, noticing a black line pathing through his arms and collar bones. Getting thicker by the second. His scales flattened completely, removing any part of his chest that was remotely snake-like. 


“Gam, what did you do to me?” He raised his voice. 


In response, she shoved her finger to his muzzle, “Shhh. Sounds like someone’s forgotten what my name is here.” 


He averted her eyes, now feeling his legs gone completely numb. The muscles that were once there completely deflated, the bones vanishing alongside it. Grabbing against the bed sheet, he tried to pick himself up, only to fall onto the ground with a soft ‘thud’ sound. 


“So you’re being promoted to being my new underwear, slut,” She towered over him, “Isn’t that nice?” 


“Gam, you’re joking right? I can’t be your underwear, I have a job for crying out loud,” He argued, noting how it was straining to even say words, “Stop this please!” 


“No can do.” 


“Bu-”


“No buts, I’m your Mistress remember? You exist to make me happy,” She nudged his collar with a big grin on her face, “Don’t worry, I know you love the smell of me.” 


The hybrid couldn’t deny it. It was the main embarrassing reason why he moved in with her in the first place - to always have her scent around him. Plus, she needed roommates to split the bill but the main part was her musk. 


“Please…” 


“Sorry Awry,” She shrugged, “I don’t even know how to turn you back, got this on the ground by some mad scientist. Just enjoy it, alright?” 


Leaning towards the ground, she picked the slut now with ease. His hands floppy on the side as markings begin to form within his fur, “Now where were we? Oh right, let’s continue having fun.” 


The lower half of the hybrid folded into its upper half before merging together. It was surreal to feel his own legs touching against his head at all times, especially with how flexible he was now (with Gam’s paws moving him). 


Within a few moments, she stood up before tossing the changing hybrid onto her bed. There, he protested and tried to reason with her but there’s no point. With his muzzle still protruding off of the shape, she sat on top of him, with his muffled screams inside her butt. Her ass cheeks covering every inch of the still changing body, slowly flattening and remolding his organic muscle mass into just pure fabric.


“This is why you shouldn’t mess with me, Awry? You’re the slut and I’m the Mistress here, not the other way around.” 


His hands were so flimsy, he couldn’t even lift a single finger up. Scratch that, his arms were trying to connect together to form the outline of the boxers. And with how intense the smell was, his mind couldn’t think properly - thoughts came in waves of panic and pleasure.


Not being able to escape out of it was the scariest part for Awryhx. Usually, he could try and push her smelly ass away, with much trouble especially with how fat she was (200 pounds now?). But now with his muzzle stuck within her ass and his arms and paws motionless, he had no other choice. Still, he wasn’t going to go down that easily. 


Meanwhile Gam glanced down at her new boxers. Why wasn’t his tongue licking deep inside her? Licking up every inch of her anus to please her. As much as she hated to admit it, he had a way of pleasing her like no other men did (Most men would have a spine and walk out of it but Awryhx was different). She rolled her eyes, “The hell is taking you so long, Awry?” 


Muffled screams continued from under. Great, she couldn’t understand a single word. Sounded like he was going through a rebellious stage. Talking back to her, trying to stand up for himself and all the usual nonsense that she went through as a teen. Fortunately, he was even more powerless than a teen; with his fur molded into silky red fabric and body flattening by the second, he wasn’t going anywhere. 


With some concentration, she let out a fart out of her ass, overwhelming the hybrid’s nostrils. Immediately, he wanted to gag it out. He could literally taste how filthy and nauseating the scent was but his mind had other plans. No, his sudden intrusive thoughts came marching through. 


Good underwear should embrace their owner’s stench, right? It was their blessing towards them, to give them a taste of their owner… The hybrid raised one of his remaining eyebrows,still struggling to comprehend these thoughts coming through. Fuck, it must be the side effect of the drug and they just kept coming. 


“Awry, if you don’t start licking,” Her voice filled the room, even vibrations could be felt of her talking out, her tail swished and slapped the smaller changing men, “I’m going to fart again, unless that’s what you like.” 


Didn’t feel like he had much choice… Either continue getting blasted with her filthy and disgusting scent and accelerate the mental regression or please her so that she could continue her torture on him… Fucking dammit, to think that she had changed was so naive on his part. 


Another whip from her tail snapped him back to reality. All of his senses were getting numb like he was on anesthesia. He could still feel or smell things sure, but they were more one dimension sensations that his mind couldn’t enjoy. 


Another fart escaped. He let out of his forked tongue by accident, fearing the next set of thoughts, “Oops, that was way too soon. But slut, I thought you loved pleasing me? Do you not want to please your Mistress?” 


Mistress? Right, his owner. He wanted to be worn, all around, snuggly deep inside her and breathing through all of her stinky scents. Shoving him up her ass was the best thing to ever happen to a boxer like him. 


He blinked (only thing he could really move) as he tried to remove these thoughts. No, no, no! He survived the changes before, he could do it again. Just had to… A loud grumble echoed in her body. Oh fuck, this sounded like it was going to be a big one. 


Fine. Extending his tongue out, he hastily started to lick against her ridges. Gam twitched excitedly, now copping a feel of her breasts as she let out moans after moans. Yes, this was what it was supposed to be. Her Mistress and her slut constantly pleasing her, “Deeper Awry! Deeper!” 


That was one request that he couldn’t please. In fact, it was the opposite as he watched his tongue shrink before his eyes. The pleasure was getting to him as well, feeling the surge of dopamine spiking after every gulp down. 

Was her ass always this smelly? Or this filthy? Didn’t matter, he loved it. Loved how much more scents he was forced to face. His face flushed red as he let out a couple mumbled words. A guilty pleasure to continue serving her. That was his purpose in life, no? To serve his Mistress in whatever way possible. Yes, yes, he was her little boxer, perfectly capable of being worn and being worn by her. 


Images of her snuggling deep into her ass flashed before him. Oh lord, he wanted to be with her so badly. To be always inside her and breathing her farts before anybody else does. A sudden urge to beat his meat arose, to stretch down and cum his brains out. He peered down, only to find that it was missing. 


Right, he didn’t want to do this! He wanted out! Clearing up the fog in his mind, his vision blurred out before turning dark permanently. Awryhx mustered his strength to try and wiggle out of this situation, much to Gam’s frustration. 


“Awry! I told you,” She picked him up, now seeing that aside from that protruding muzzle of his, the slut had turned into a pair of boxers, “Lick deeper in me! I want more of that thing, slut!” 


Slut. The words echoed in his mind. Slut, yes he was, a good slut. But… he couldn’t please her. Not with his shrinking tongue. He opened up his mouth, hoping for her understanding and forgiveness. Within the darkness, he could only hope for the best.  


The wolf let out a sigh. The hell was this thing trying to do? Showing off how pathetic his mouth was? His stupid thing couldn’t even lick her properly, ughhh. That called for some punishment. Gam grabbed him by the waistline before stretching him out as far as possible. Damn, he was really much more flexible now. At this point, she could easily wear him as her undergarments or something. 


She glanced to the side, clicking against her tongue. A pair of boxers? Really? He was probably going to enjoy this so much more than her, especially with how wide and loose he was. 


“Mistress?” He called out, feeling that stretch slightly. Wasn’t as painful as he would’ve believed it to be, “What’s happening?” 


“Shut it bitch, I’m thinking about your punishment.” 


He knew he should be angry at her; it wasn’t even his fault that he couldn’t please her, hell if she wanted to blame, she should blame herself for changing him. But instead, a sense of euphoria swelled within him. Like he wanted more of her mistreatment. To keep being punished. He was her punching bag, an object to be tossed and discarded to the side to fit whatever whims she had. Gah! 


These objectifying thoughts were coming in waves. Especially since he couldn’t see shit, they just kept spawning and kept making him feel joyful on the prospects. Feel amazing thinking about being a pair of boxers for her. 


With a single clap, Gam crushed him together. Ouch, that sudden pain kicked in hard. Dazed, he could hear Gam’s footsteps ever so slightly as she walked towards her phone. The wolf was now scratching against her head, thinking of what other ways she could change him. 


Browsing over social media, she got herself another ad. Some stupid ad about underwear that only models could wear. Yeah, yeah, she’s fat, so fucking what? If she wanted it, she could get her own custom made panties and play around the… Ah! Maybe, she could get her own panties. 


“Mistress?” Awryhx called out, now feeling a sense of loneliness. Even without his sight, he could still feel the presence of others or in this case the absence of Gam. Worry sprouted from his mind. As an object, he was nothing without his owner. He was worth nothing and definitely didn’t want to be tossed aside for the rest of time, “Are you back?” 


Gam rubbed against her paws, “Oh why yes, Awry. I just thought of the perfect punishment for you,” Quickly without giving him time to react, she grabbed him underneath before crushing him into smaller and smaller fabrics. 


Pain kept rolling into his mind, the direction was unclear for how many sides he was being attacked. Yet there was a pleasure in feeling her warmth surging through his old fabric. Wait, this sensation was different now. 


Stretching from side to side, both the left and right ends of his body merging together, meeting together at one point. No matter what he did, he couldn’t separate this sticky feeling of being combined. What the hell was she doing? 


His fabric itself was also shrinking down, becoming smaller and smaller even. Was she ripping him apart? “Stop! Mistress! What are you doing?” 


“Oh shush! I’m making you better.” 


“Better? But I feel so much tighter now!” 


“That’s the whole point!” She continued her molding spree, constantly placing pressure and she adjusted the boxers into a pair of panties. Rushing out into the storeroom, her tail wagged as she found some old cans of paint in there. Ah yes, panties should be pink like the sissy Awry was. 


Dumping him into the pink paint, his softer fabric changed color while his mind panicked, feeling gravity slowing down inside. What the hell was happening? He kept on sinking down and down, before reaching to the bottom of the tin. His muzzle kept completely shut, feeling the pressure from all directions. Was he in some water tank? 


“Alright, you look good as new!” She instantly grabbed him, splashing the wet paint onto the ground. Under the light, she finally made it. A pink panty that was probably wide enough to hold her fat ass. Wasn’t this such a genius idea from her? Now Awryhx would never have to worry about her leaving him and she could always wear a pair of panties. 


The hybrid coughed. His head spinned from how rapid the motion was. Being pinched on the sides, he let out a pathetic whimper now, “Please… make it stop…” 


“Huh? But we’re just getting to the fun part,” With a couple of whips, she ensured all of his paint was dried before jumping back onto the bed, “Time to make you suck it all up.” 


Suddenly, Awryhx’s body folded together, now smaller and cramped together, rubbed against her cock. His muzzle was still trying to balance itself, now feeling how forceful her paws were gripping him. His body ached out in different regions, added to the fact that he was feeling nauseous, only made him feel like shit. 


“P…pl…please st…stop…” 


Gam didn’t answer him, continuing to stroke against her cock. For the wolf, she was getting more excited, hearing his pathetic little whimpers. Served him right for trying to go against her! Now that he was her panties, she was going to make sure he regretted it. Pants escaped from her muzzle while her musk continued to fill the room. 


Slowly, Awryhx could feel himself slipping. He got used to the pain, now wanting more of it. More attention from her. More of her sweaty balls to lick and please. More of her large cock pressing against his entire body; her boner poking in his body like it was moldable. He tried to make sense out of it, claiming that these were all instincts with her still grabbing onto him. 


Her cock soon erected as a boner; precum leaked out, soaking the newly made panties. For the hybrid, ecstasy was the first reaction before following it up with disgust. What the hell was he doing? He wasn’t supposed to like having her precum soaking his entire body wet! But he was her panties, he wanted her to keep filling him up in whatever form possible. 


Gam tilted her head, “Awww look at you blushing. That’s what you like, don’t you? To be soaked and dirtied by your owner?” The panties couldn’t deny that, flushing redder against his pink fabric. 


The hybrid’s muzzle continued to sniff around her boner even as she stroked it. The former man was losing the battle in his own mind. Instincts to continue serving her were enough to let him seek out more. More of her scent. He wanted her nutsack to weigh down on him, her big fat sweaty balls resting on his body. 


Was it humiliating? Definitely yes, but panties didn’t have a sense of shame. And this one definitely wanted more from his owner, “M…Mor…More…” 


“What did you say, slut?” 


“M…” His throat went dry, now focusing on the sensations around his body. Her big fat cock against his fabric was edging him further. Coherent thoughts that he used to have were fading out, only a burning desire for him to be used remained. 

Gam brushed against his fabric. He wasn’t squirming like he used to, now just acting kind of dazed. Good. That’s what a slut supposed to be. She panted a little, pressure building up within her rod. Just imagining her boner pressing against her new panties continued to edge her. Edge her till the very climax. 


She swallowed down her spit, “Awryhx, are you still there?” 


No reply from the muzzle panties. Just a soft moan escaping from the muzzle. Perfect, now all she needed was for someone to suck her cock, “Guess you deserve a reward. Give it a good suck, slut.” 


The muzzle twitched a little after the words hung in the air. Slut. Yes, he was a slut. A cock sleeve to be worn. Grabbing the panties, she placed his muzzle on top of her boner before slowly covering the tip of it. Her tail swished faster than a metronome, feeling how perfect her cock was inside his muzzle. 


His tongue came out to play, swirling around her cock. With the scent of her smelly balls guiding him, he gave it a few good strokes, trying his best to please his owner. Now even words were too difficult to form, only thoughts of images appeared accompanied by the sensations that they brought. 


Inching closer to the climax, Gam shoved the muzzle all the way. She could practically feel the dopamine rushing through her veins. 


And like a burst, she exploded cum within his muzzle. She let out an orgasm while the pink fabric was stained with buckets of her cum. Some parts of it soaked with precum and cum that it emitted an odor similar to her musk. Not like her panty would mind. Instead, it was thrilled with these sensations, feeling both filthy and euphoric in union, making that emotion sound like it was his duty. 


Meanwhile, the wolf couldn’t describe her joy. It had all worked out according to plan with a bonus set of panties for her to wear. She had a little smirk pasted to her face while recovering from the recoil. Oh that poor stupid slut was going to be fucked sooo hard that he wouldn’t realize how bad it would be. 


“Alright, enough with that stupid face,” With a hard push, she flattened its muzzle before blending it out with the pink fabric. It was now practically identical to those on sale just much wider than the usual size. 


However, it felt cramped in its body, especially with how little space it took up. Not like it could complain or protest, merely only enduring the tightness of it all. Gam gave it a little stretch, causing it to feel like its original limbs were about to tear apart, filled with stains all over. 


She chuckled. No more annoying people to boss her around now. Now for the final test. 


Grabbing him by the sides, she pulled it up to her thighs. It could feel like its own body was breaking but her scent was the only thing keeping it together. There, it was being pulled around her bigger ass, causing it significant pain. Like aches all over its body, yet it couldn’t do anything about it. 


“Oh forgot about this,” Using her paws, she shoved up part of the panty deep inside her. The smell almost knocked out the conscious panty, “Don’t you like that slut?” 


Moving to the front, it struggled to contain her nut sack and cock neatly. It was always pressing against it, constantly showing itself as a bulge. There the pain was palpable, like one of its limbs being folded and stretched way further. 


Gam beamed with pride. The tightness of her new panty was perfect and thinking about Awry always with her turned her on. She stroked against the fabric, before glancing out. A little fidgeting around was noted by her; she could imagine how much pain it was in, trying to find little leeways out but couldn’t do anything. 


She glanced outside in the night, feeling a little hungry. She could probably do with some drugs and more sex tonight. Maybe get Awryhx along, crashing a nearby party and- oh wait, Awryhx was her panties now. She laughed, slapping herself on the forehead. 


Right, she needed a new fuck boy to relieve this sexual tension in her pants. Gam grabbed a leather jacket and some pants. No more stupid slut to stop her. Alongside her pipes and wallet, she grabbed Awryhx's belongings. 


Probably could sell for a pretty buck with this. Just as she was at the door, she could feel her panties twitch a little. Gam brushed against the fabric, chuckling, “Served you right,” She shoved the panty slightly deeper into her before letting a fart out and it immediately stopped moving, “Pffftt, fucking stupid bitch.” 


And so she crashed at another party and another party and another party. The days went by like a blur but she always kept that panty with her, always wearing it whenever possible. When others asked, she replied with a coy, “Just to fuck with some guy I used to know.”