Bathing Melanie

Mike walked upstairs to the bathroom, Melanie having ascended the steps a little awkwardly behind him while on all fours. He played with the heat of the water coming from the tap until he felt the temperature was just how his fiance liked it, then placed the plug into its hole and watched the tub fill up.

As a pet. Melanie couldn't do those kind of things anymore. Logistically, that was going to take some getting used to if she was going to be in animal mode roughly half of the time. It meant much more work for Mike, not only looking after Mel but doing the things she usually did, and it left her very **** to neglect if he wasn't around, since she couldn't really look after herself when she was Melly. He would have to build in some safeguards to his commands whenever her put Melanie into pet mode, or even temporarily turned her fully into an animal, to ensure that if he suddenly had a heart attack and dropped dead (unlikely, but not impossible with how much excitement this was causing him) she didn't get stuck like that.

But, as he watched Melanie lower herself into the bath, smiling at him expectantly as she waited for him to hand wash her body, he felt sure this was all worth it.

Melanie sat in place dutifully as Mike dipped a sponge into the warm water then squeezed it over his wife's shoulder. She giggled happily as the droplets trickled down her body, some of them settling on her nipple and glistening there temptingly.

"Arm up Melly!"

Mike's pet did as she was told as he squeezed some soap onto his palm and rubbed his hands together. He then proceeded to gently cleanse his fiance's armpits.

"That tickles!" Melanie giggled.

She seemed so happy like this. For the first time a thought entered Mike's mind that instinctively felt wrong, but which her couldn't shake. Why stop at a half measure? Why not leave Melanie in pet mode all of the time? Surely switching her back and forth to humanity would be confusing for her, and this arrangement just seemed to work so well.

Melanie had tried to warn Mike, when she told him about the curse she was under, of the corrupting effect it could have on those who wielded it. Having that much power over one person, even a loved one, could quickly turn a good man bad - and usually did. But Mike just couldn't see what was happening here as ****. It looked like the weight of the world had been lifted off his fiance's shoulders, and she was gazing into his eyes with genuine affection again. He had almost forgotten what that felt like.

"Do you like being my pet, Melly?" he asked as he gently massaged the foamy lotion into her breasts.

"Yes Master, I love it!" Melanie answered, her face lighting up with enthusiasm.

"So how would you feel if I left you as my pet forever? If I never turned you back into a person? Would you like that?"

"I would" Melanie nodded "Being a proper human was so complicated and stressful. Life is so much simpler now. So I will gladly be your full time pet, as long as you promise to always take good care of me"

"Of course I will, I love you"

Mike realised how long it had been since he had said those words just because felt them and not because it seemed like the right thing to say. Could this actually work as the new normal? It would take some major adjustments, but he was willing to do whatever it took to turn his dream into a reality. Melanie's family would be pissed off about what he was doing with her for sure, but what business was it of theirs how she and her partner chose to live their life together? Besides, as far as he understood it, their perception of Melanie could be altered so they thought this was normal for her. Everybody's could.

But what of Melanie herself? That was really the only sticking point as Mike turned his idea over again and again in his mind, trying to shoot down any reasons it shouldn't happen. He wasn't kidding himself, human Melanie would not want this. He was pretty sure she wouldn't like the idea of an hour of being his pet, let alone a lifetime. But did she really know what was best for her? And, there was something deeper in Mike's thought process that he was barely able to acknowledge, even to himself, that was motivating him. He had been on the verge of losing human Melanie. Melly would be loyal to him and love him for as long as he lived.

"Raise up Melly, I need to clean between your legs"

She did as she was told, crouching so her pussy was hovering just above the waterline. That allowed Mike to conveniently splash it with water from just below, eliciting an adorable giggle from Melanie each time it touched her, and gently rub the lotion into her folds, her crack, her hole.

"Maybe we can try some proper transformation a little later?" Mike asked her hopefully, not really wanting to change Melanie's physical form without her blessing, artificial as that may have been,

"It sounds a little scary, but I'm okay with it if it is what you want" she told him "After all, I want to be the best pet I can possibly be for you, master, and I know you know best"

With Melanie having now been cleaned quite forensically, Mike encouraged her to climb out of the bath and she remained in place on her hands and knees he dried her fully with a mixture of a towel and hairdryer. He was feeling excited to move onto the transformation side of things before long, but there was something else he wanted to do first.

"You are a very special kind of pet Melly, do you know why? What makes you so different from any other pet I could ever own?"

"No master?" she asks curiously.

"Because I can breed with you"

"You can?" Melanie's eyes lit up with an anticipation Mike hadn't seen in her since they first started dating "Can we do that now master?"

"We certainly can Melly" Mike smiled as he led his partner into the bedroom.

As Mike gazed down lovingly at his partner and looked into her smiling eyes, nobody could convince him this was wrong, that he was abusing his power over Melanie and becoming the very monster she had warned him not to turn into. This was probably the happiest the two of them had ever been together, and there was no chance he was throwing what he had away now.