Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master!

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 2.2

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

‘Oh no. Oh God, no. Why is this happening to me? Why is this happening again? What the fuck did I do to deserve this fate? God, if you’re up there, please realize how much stress you’re putting me under.’

These were the first thoughts that popped into my head when I woke up on that August morning. And what would make me think this? Why, a titty in my hand, of course. Without even opening my eyes, I knew it wasn’t Momo’s. Momo’s breasts were a good size, large enough for any man to be content, but the soft mountain I was trying to contain was beyond the yield of my fingers. It was like if you cut a melon in half and laid them side by side, you would have a perfect analog for Momo’s breasts. But these were like two whole melons. And of course, there was only one reason for a pair of colossal titties in my bed, as ridiculous a reason as it may be.

I opened my eyes, looking at a beautiful sleeping face. The young woman had sun-kissed skin, porcelain smooth, and long blonde hair. But even with my grogginess, I could see one large dog ear hanging down the side of her head, camouflaged with her hair. I sat up and gave her a full scan with my eyes. Her body type was just like Momo’s, just a bit taller and of course with cans that a man could happily suffocate under. But above her rear end, right where her tailbone would be, an actual tail, slightly curved, almost as long as her legs, and very fluffy.

Jesus Christ, my life is turning into The Hangover meets The Island of Doctor Moreau. Why did this happen again? How could this happen again? Do I have some crazy power that turns animals into sexy girls? If Sonja had been a male dog, would I have woken up next to a well-hung Aryan model from Abercrombie & Fitch? Or would he have lost his dick and gone XX?

At the very least, today was Sunday, so I had time to get things figured out. But if my boss called me, I would burn the office to the ground.

I tried to get out from under the covers and escape my bed, but before I could reach the floor, my movements woke Sonja. She yawned and gave a wide stretch from her fingers to her toes, then opened a pair of bright blue eyes. “Good morning, Master!”

The voice of a stranger made Momo bolt from her sleep. She sat up, looking at Sonja in horror and pointing at her. “What in the world is that?!”

“Mornin’, Momo!” Sonja said cheerfully.

“Momo, that’s Sonja. Apparently, whatever happened to you has now happened to her.”

Momo switched her gaze from me to Sonja, her hair standing on end. “No! It’s not fair!”

“Momo, I know this is a complicated time, but please calm down. Let’s all eat breakfast and figure this out.”

“Yay! Food!”

Sonja jumped off the bed and began doing a strange dance. She was moving her feet around in frantic little steps, shaking her butt, and wagging her tail. For a moment it just looked weird, then I realized that it’s the same exact dance that all dogs do when they’re really happy. It’s pretty damn cute.

I got out of bed and got dressed, but Momo didn’t move. On her face was a look of fury, sorrow, and panic. Regardless, as Sonja and I made our way to the kitchen, she inevitably followed. For Sonja, I gave her a bowl of dry dog food mixed with milk, and for Momo, I made her scrambled eggs. I just went with cereal. As usual, Momo ate far away from Sonja, but it was funny watching them eat. These two naked girls, both facedown with their faces buried in food bowls, kneeling in the exact same posture with their tails sprawled out behind them.

But watching them, the first obvious problem rose up: Money. I made good money at the insurance company I worked for, enough to pay the rent and keep Momo and I well fed. Hell, I was even able to afford the dog food for Sonja. But now Sonja had become a person, meaning three adult people on one man’s salary. If I pinched my pennies and cut down on expenses, I could probably stay just above breaking even. But that left me in a precarious situation. The moment my cash outflow exceeded my inflow, the clock would start ticking, a timer to see just how long I could make my savings last, and at my age, that wasn’t very much. If something happened to me or my car needed repairs, I would be up shit creek.

Then came the next problem: Sonja herself. The chances of someone discovering this… whatever the hell it is… had just doubled. Unlike Momo, Sonja was active and loud. Every day I came home, she would be barking at the door. What the hell would she do now when the mailman came? And it would be much harder to keep her inside. Momo was still like her original self: lazy and quiet, except for the rare times she would get a sudden jolt of energy and run back and forth through the house. Yep, even as a person, she had that cat trait. Sonja had more energy, and would probably be hyperactive.

Last was probably the biggest problem: how far was this going to go? I still had no fucking idea what was going on or what had caused this. Was this me? Did I have some weird magical power? So far, two animals had turned into people, meaning that there was no reason for me to expect it to stop now. Would I have to start avoiding animals for the rest of my life? Would it work on anything else? Hell, if I didn’t get my house sprayed for pests in the spring, was I going to end up with an army of insect babes marching from room to room in search of sugar? And what was the range? Were other pets in the neighborhood going to start changing?

The answer was simple, but the actual effort and procedure would be monumental: I was going to have to move. It was the only reasonable option. I would have to find a place that was secluded, away from other pets, and most importantly, people. A place with more room, where the girls could go outside freely, rather than being cooped up all day. And it was going to have to be affordable. Unless I got a raise or a higher-paying job, I would need a mortgage with the lowest possible rates. Anything above my current rent and I was screwed.

Oh, there was one more problem. I had given up expecting someone to retrieve Sonja, but now I had to hope no one came. What if someone showed up at my door, asked to see their dog, and this busty blonde with dog ears and tail pounced on them without clothes on? I’m not sure which would be worse, just trying to explain it or the three of us getting locked away in some government lab. I needed to get rid of all of those fliers I put up. But now that Sonja had turned into a person, I could ask her directly.

“I’m full! Thank you, Master!”

Even while looking at her, I hadn’t noticed Sonja finish her breakfast. She skipped over to me, the sunniest smile on her face, and started bouncing in front of me. I was mesmerized for a few moments, watching her breasts jiggle with each movement. Hello, morning wood. Looking up from her bowl, Momo saw the bulge in my pants and her ears drooped. A scowl on her face, she rushed over and embraced me, her breasts pressed against my chest while she gyrated her hips. “Momo’s full too. Thank you, Master.”

“Um… I’m glad. How about we all sit on the couch. There’s something I need to talk to you two about.” I took my place in the middle of the couch with the girls on either side of me, both with their hands on my thighs. Every time Sonja got close to me, Momo would get closer.

“Ok, to start, Sonja, do you realize that something has happened to you?”

She looked herself up and down, from her hands to her feet. “I think so. My body is weird. But now I can see better and I’m not hot all the time! And best of all, now I can talk to Master!”

“Well do you know exactly when you became like this? Did you feel anything when it happened?”

“No. I went to sleep last night and woke up like this.”

Just like Momo, so no hints as to this craziness. But on a side note, Sonja didn’t speak in the third person like Momo did. Did that have to do with their intelligence? Their personalities?

“Well I need to ask this: where did you live before you came here?”

Sonja’s happiness vanished in the blink of an eye, her tail becoming limp and her smile vanishing. She looked down, wringing her hands together. “A bad house.”

I now regretted asking her. But as uncomfortable as it made her, I had to make sure she hadn’t left behind any loose ends. “I’m sorry, what was bad about it?”

“People weren’t nice to me, and there wasn’t much food. I didn’t get to sleep inside very often, even during the cold nights. I didn’t have a name. They just called me “dog”, and they yelled a lot. I ran away, but they don’t care that I’m gone.”

Goddammit, this is like an ASPCA commercial! I felt sick to my stomach, not wanting to imagine what this poor girl had gone through, even as a puppy. Now I want to go on a fucking rampage and kill the shits she was stuck with! But then Sonja grasped my hand with both of hers and held it against her chest. It surprised me, such a human move.

“But then Master found me and took me in when I had no home! I never knew that it was possible to be so happy and have so much fun!” Shit, now there are ninjas in my house, chopping onions! Fucking heartstrings! Sonja threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around my neck, her cheek pressed to mine. “I looooooooooove Master!”

Gripping my arm, Momo tried to pull me away. “No! Master is Momo’s! Only Momo gets to play with Master!”

“But I want to play with Master too! I want to run and chase and roll around with Master! Let’s go to the park! Can we go to the park? Can we go to the park, Master? Come on, can we? Let’s go to the park!”

At least she didn’t understand what Momo meant by “play”.

I managed to pry them both off me. “Girls, settle down! Now listen, Sonja, things are going to have to change around here. Now that you’re no longer an ordinary dog, you’re going to have to learn all the things that I had to teach Momo.”

“I wanna learn! I’m ready to learn! Learn! Learn! Learn!” She then got up from the couch and ran to the veranda door, jumping up and down. “Let’s go outside and learn! I’m ready! Come on! Come on!”

Oh honey…

“Sonja, that’s the first thing. From now on, you can’t go out during the day. The reason why we go on our walks at night is because the park is empty, there’s no one around to see Momo. It’s the same for you now. From now on, no going outside except for evening walks.”

I could almost hear the sound of glass breaking, as once again, Sonja’s happiness was utterly erased. I almost expected her to start bawling.

“What? I can’t go outside anymore?! But I want to play and run around! I want to roll in the grass!”

“I’m sorry, but we absolutely can’t allow anyone to see you.”

“But what am I supposed to do when I need to pee? I really need to go!”

I covered my face with my hands and groaned. It was time once again.

“Come on, Sonja, follow me into the bathroom. I’m going to teach you to be an adult.”

Bless Sonja’s heart, she took it like a champ. Teaching her to sit down on the toilet to do her business was easy, just tell her to do it and it’s done. When I taught her to use toilet paper on the front, she blushed a bit and shivered, but no complaint, just like Momo. Unlike Momo, who hissed and swung at me, Sonja did her best to maintain a silent dignity when I taught her to use it on the back. Girls, you may hate me for this, but it’s for your own good. I don’t want to see you scooching across the rugs on your butts.

We stepped out of the bathroom and I rubbed her head, hoping that a bit of love would ease some of the awkwardness. While she didn’t look at me, a slight wiggle of her tail put me at ease. “Good girl, you were very brave. Tonight, I’ll teach you to brush your teeth, and don’t worry, Momo seemed to enjoy it.” The compliment made her smile and her tail wagged with more fervor. “Yes, you are a good girl. Now how about we relax on the couch?”

The three of us plopped down in front of the TV and sighed in happiness. Sonja curled up the way she usually would, now resting her head on my thigh. Momo, not to be outdone, tried to squeeze onto my lap. It took a few minutes for her and I to compromise on a good position, settling with her leaning her head on my shoulder, clutching my arm, and interlocking our legs just for that extra closeness. With one arm locked down and half my lap occupied, it was hard for me to use my laptop.

Since I had decided to move for the sake of the girls, I needed to find available properties near me, for sale or just rentals. My next house had to be isolated, preferably with trees for cover, and close enough to my job without the gas expenditure getting out of hand. It also had to be affordable, so I was searching under the same parameters as I did to get my current house: small, mediocre, and hopefully some people had died in it. Nothing dropped a house value better than death.

Sonja and Momo seemed to pay little to no attention to what was on TV. They were almost dozing, focusing just on the sensation of being close to me. In a way, it was the same for me. What man wouldn’t relish cuddling up with two beautiful naked girls? The longer we relaxed, the sleepier we became, our lack of exertion resonating with our early breakfast. It was something I was used to, for as a cat owner, I almost never got to sleep in. Momo’s stomach was my alarm clock (I mean back when she was a normal cat). Even on days off, she would wake me up to feed her, so I decided to simply have my breakfast with her, lounge on the couch for a bit, and wait for my tiredness to return and take a nap.

“Ok, girls, I think I’m going to head back to bed.”

“Yay! Sleep with Master!”

“Not without Momo!”

The two of them jumped off the couch and ran to the bedroom, Sonja with a smile of absentminded joy and Momo maintaining her scowl of competitive jealousy. They stopped when they reached the doorway and looked back at me.

“Master? Aren’t you coming?” Momo asked.

A smile on my face, I looked at the two naked beauties standing at my bedroom door, utterly mesmerized. The light of the midmorning sun was shining on their bare bodies, perfectly shaped for sex like the nymphs of Greek myths, their flawless skin looking soft as silk. Their ears and tails added to their mystery, their mysticism, and also highlighted the taboo of their very existence. I had already gotten to know Momo intimately, and it was inevitable that my relationship with Sonja would blossom in the same way. Had I defiled them or myself? But what I loved most of all was their faces, that pure, loving innocence, so beautiful, so adorably airheaded.

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

“Ok, girls, close your eyes and pinch your noses.”

Sonja and Momo did as I told them, covering their faces so that I could lace them with bug spray. It was time for our evening walk, the first time for Sonja since becoming human. Once I was done, Sonja sniffed herself and grimaced.

“Masteeeeer! This is stinky!”

“Better stinky than itchy. Trust me, you don’t want to be covered in bug bites. You ready? Let’s go.”

Naked as a jaybird, or technically, a dog, Sonja pranced around the field as Momo and I walked the park path. Like Momo, she had no problem going barefoot and was as energetic as usual, inspecting each unusual scent and searching for anything interesting.

“See, now this isn’t so bad,” I said to Momo, walking beside me.

Momo scowled. “Momo doesn’t want her around Master.”

“Because you don’t want me to play with her the way I play with you?”

She turned to me. “Because Momo doesn’t want Master to like playing with Sonja more.”

I grasped her hand. “Momo, there is no one I like playing with more than you.”

Running over to us from the darkness of the nearby woods, Sonja appeared with a stick in her mouth and dropped it at my feet. “Master! Can you throw the stick?”

I smiled and picked it up, giving it a fair toss across the field.

“Yay!” Sonja exclaimed as she ran after it. I made sure to keep my flashlight pointed at the spot where it had landed so that she could find it. Retrieving the stick, she turned around and ran back, with me unable to resist watching her titties bounce.

“Momo! Come run with me!”

Momo clutched my arm. “Momo doesn’t run. Momo likes to walk next to Master.”

Sonja grabbed my other arm. “Then I’ll walk with me Master too!”

“You girls are just too much.”

“Shower time, girls,” I said as we returned home, stepping through the front door.

For Momo, this was routine. After a hot and sweaty day, followed by being sprayed with bug repellent, she would have hopped in the shower without me telling her. Now that Sonja had become a person, she had to do the same. Her ears dropped at the prospect.

“Aw, I hate showers.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t be that bad. Momo will go first, then I’ll go in with you and show you how it’s done.”

Hearing that, Momo grabbed Sonja and pushed her towards the bathroom. “Momo will show her how it’s done. Master doesn’t need to do it.”

In the bathroom, Momo turned on the water and waited for it to get hot before pulling Sonja in. Unable to resist, I pulled away the shower curtain, putting them on display while I sat down on the toilet to watch. Yeah, I know I’m a scumbag, but there’s no way I was going to miss this.

“Master?” Momo asked.

“Oh, uh, just making sure you don’t forget to teach her anything.

Sonja scrunched up when the water first touched her, just like she would as a dog, but became much more relaxed the longer it poured on her. Maybe it was because they were still animals at heart, but she was taking it much better than Momo had when I first washed her.

“So first, you’re going to shampoo your hair. You don’t want to do it every time you shower because that will damage it. Just every three days.”

Following my directions, Momo poured some shampoo onto her palm and then started rubbing it into Sonja’s scalp. The blonde beauty smiled and wagged her tail, relishing the feeling of someone playing with her hair and massaging her ears. I remember Momo reacting in the same way when I first bathed her.

“Now you’ll let that sit for a couple minutes. Momo, soap her down, and don’t forget to get yourself.”

Sonja stepped out of the water and Momo retrieved the bar of soap. Working diligently, she scrubbed the two of them down, leaving their bodies coated in a white film. I watched her with aroused focus, focusing on the bar of soap as it moved across their skin. I directed most of my intention when Momo soaped up her breasts, her pert cupcakes with gumdrop nipples, then Sonja’s, the two soft bowling balls on her chest, the nipples soft and smooth under the hot spray. Just watching those balloons shift and flatten with the presses of the soap was enough to drive me nuts.

“You know, Momo, the two of you will get really clean if you rub your bodies together. It will get you really sudsy.”

Momo wasn’t comfortable pressing her body against someone other than me, especially someone she considered a rival, but she didn’t understand what I was really getting at and decided to obey. The two women pressed their chests together and started rubbing, their breasts smooshed and kissing while their bellies slid across each other like two sheets of ice. The sensation was more intense than either of them expected and they began to pant, a noticeable blush crossing their faces as they continued to rub their tits together. Watching them, my whole body was shaking in arousal and I was even precumming a bit. I wanted to put my dick right between them, buried in their joined, soapy cleavages.

“Don’t forget between the legs, just like how I washed you,” I said. Momo looked at me. “Unless you want me to do it.”

Showing no hesitation, Momo thrust her hand down and started playing with Sonja’s pussy, lathering it with her soapy fingers. Sonja moaned from the sudden fondling, having never been touched in such a way before. It was impossible for her to even expect it and her mind didn’t know how to process what it meant. She didn’t know what was going on, all she knew was that she liked it. Her instincts told her that she was supposed to imitate what was happening, so acting without thought, she began working her own fingers between Momo’s legs, shocking the feline.

I watched in utter amazement, the two beauties fingering each other while their nipples kissed. They were panting and moaning, such a small space between their parted lips. It was almost a competition, Momo increasing the strength of her petting as if to get Sonja off her, while Sonja tried to keep up. Momo soon gave in, wrenching herself away from Sonja and jumping out of the shower. Still half-covered with soap, she straddled my lap, a look of lustful desperation in her eyes.

“Master, please, Momo is going to go crazy. Momo wants Master’s thing inside her.”

Already achingly erect, I managed to wrench my cock free from my pants and Momo settled herself on top of it. She moaned as it penetrated her, her pussy slippier than ever, both from her arousal and the soap on Sonja’s fingers. She began riding me with water splashing off her ears with each movement. Sonja watched us with deep curiosity, not understanding what Momo and I were doing but wanting to try it for herself. Leaning over, Momo ran her tongue through my mouth like I was an empty tuna can, while I savored her sweet taste and the feel of her womanhood on my cock. I had her ass in my grip, cradling the bodacious cheeks and using that leverage to help raise her up higher and drop her down harder, defiling her pussy until, at last, she cried out in euphoria.

“ROOOOWR!

Having achieved her orgasm, she was able to calm down. She gave me a silent kiss of gratitude and then returned to the shower, where Sonja was still very confused and very interested.

“I want to play with Master like that too!”

“No, only Momo and Master can do that. Let’s rinse off and go to bed.”

“Uh… girls? I need to get up. Girls?”

I was on my back, Momo on one side and Sonja on the other. My hands were between their legs, my arms were held in their embrace and between their tits, and their legs were wrapped around mine. My alarm was beeping but neither cat nor dog wanted to wake up. I tried pulling myself free, but they were holding onto me like their lives were depending on it, as if we were stuck out in a frozen wasteland and had to huddle together for warmth.

Their lips against my fingers, my first instinct was to try and fiddle with their pussies and force them awake. Without opening their eyes, the two girls started whimpering and humming in bliss, their faces turning red.

“Girls, come on, I need to get up.”

“Five more minutes,” Momo whined, starting to come to but wanting to stay asleep.

“It’s time for breakfast.”

Momo and Sonja bolted up with such speed that they almost bounced off the bed.

“Breakfast! Food! Food! Food! Food! Food! Food!”

“Master, Momo wants food!”

They then climbed off and ran into the kitchen, leaving me in the bed.

“Master! Come on and feed us!” they called from the kitchen.

Sometimes those two can be a pain in the ass.

I prepared breakfast for the girls and ate my own, getting myself ready to go off to work. I soon found myself at the front door, doing a mental check to make sure I had everything in order. Keys? Check. Wallet? Check. Phone? Check? Showered, shaved, and brushed teeth? Triple check. Food for the girls? Check. I looked over to them, sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Wait a sec, there was one thing I hadn’t yet gone over.

“Sonja, can you come over here for a second?”

Hearing her name, Sonja jumped off the couch and ran over. She reached me and crouched down with her tail wagging.

“Sonja, you how every time I come home, you start barking?”

“Of course! Because what if you’re not Master? What if you’re an intruder? I need to protect the house!”

“And I appreciate the sentiment, I really do, but you can’t do that anymore. You can’t make any noise, you can’t let anyone hear you or know that you’re here.”

Her tail stopped wagging. “But what if someone tries to break in?”

“That’s why I keep the doors and windows locked, so they can’t. And who would? The chance of someone choosing my house to break into is almost nonexistent. I mean, come on, why the hell would they pick this shack? This is one of the cheapest properties in the county, who could possibly think I have anything worth stealing?”

“What about your couch? Or your bed? Or your food?”

She’s a dog, of course she sees different values than I do.

“Trust me, no one is going to try to take that stuff. Listen, the only people who could possibly come by are the mailman or someone leaving Thai food fliers. No matter what happens, you aren’t to make any noise. I’ve already had this talk with Momo. If someone comes to the house, you go and hide in the bedroom and don’t make any noise.

So, what do you do if someone comes to the house?”

“Bark really loud to scare them off!”

I covered my face with my hand and sighed.

“No. You make no noise and hide in the bedroom. One more time, what do you do if someone comes to the house?”

“Tell them that this is Master’s home and that they need to get lost!”

Time for some tough love. I grabbed a newspaper from my coffee table, rolled it up, and smacked Sonja over the head. It didn’t actually hurt her, but she stared up at me in shock.

“You will do no such thing! You won’t make any noise and you won’t let anyone see you! Now answer me, what will you do if someone comes to the door?”

“Yell at them to go away!”

SMACK!

She winced as the rolled-up newspaper slapped the top of her head.

“I’m going to be late for work at this rate. Momo, I’ll leave this to you. Continue hitting her over the head until she gets it. If someone comes to the door, keep Sonja from making noise no matter what. Sonja, NO NOISE.”

I opened the door and stepped outside. As I walked to my car, I heard the whap of the newspaper. That pretty little idiot. Hopefully she’d figure it out before Momo would have to knock her out with a book.

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