A Dragon's Pet Wolves

Allie and Isabella clung to Mark’s arms as they headed towards the suite. Their tags wagging behind them excitedly, occasionally hitting Mark’s legs, they were so excited. Right before they got to the suite, Mark said, “When we get to the room, I want to talk before we do anything.”

Mark immediately noticed that the tail wagging ceased.

Allie asked as they got to the door. “What about?”

Entering the room, Mark gestured to the table, “Please, let’s sit.” Allie and Isabella did so, hearing the seriousness in Mark’s tone. Mark sat down across from both of them. “Originally, I wanted this conversation to be just us, Allie, but thinking about it, Isa, you bear some responsibility too. I said we would talk about what you did in the challenge later, Allie and I meant it.”

Allie pursed her lips but defiantly met Mark’s gaze, while Isabella wouldn’t meet his eyes. Allie said, “Mark, I’m not sorry.”

“I know, and that’s the problem. Allie… You. Do. Not. Get to decide who my friends are. Allie, let me make this clear. I’m upset because of how you treated my friend and how you disregarded my feelings.”

Allie was clearly thinking over her response, and Mark gave her the time. “Mark… I think I’ve been rather understanding about all this. I don’t think it is unreasonable to be territorial about you. If she were just your friend, I wouldn’t have done that. She was your ex. She straight-up told me she loved you still.”

Allie took another moment, then continued. “I’m glad that Cassandra used her veto in the first round for me. That’s the only reason I’ve handled things so well. I wasn’t trying to decide who your friends were, but Mark, you hanging around a woman who is in love with you is something that hurts me. That includes those in the harem. Even more so, knowing you love them back. I tolerate the harem for a bunch of reasons, and it is hurting less, but I’m not going to tolerate it from anyone outside the harem.”

“What happens when she doesn’t get added to the harem? You’ve made the situation worse in that case. Not only is she in love with me, but now she’s attracted to me. You know the primary reason we broke up.”

“There’s no way Cassandra doesn’t add her now.”

“Allie, you don’t know that. Even if you are right, then you were the cause of that.”

Isabella finally looked up and hesitantly said, “Master… can I…” Mark nodded. “I actually agree with Allie. It’s why I didn’t intervene. If I had been in her position, I would have told you to cease all contact with your ex long ago. I think you need to let this go, Master.”

Mark rubbed his temples. “Fine, but Allie, if you have a problem with someone like this again, you talk to me first.”

Allie really tried to sound less sarcastic but failed miserably when she replied, “Sure, the next time I come across an ex-girlfriend of yours who is still apparently in love with you, I’ll just ask you to please stay away from her because it makes me uncomfortable. Does that work? Wait… we don’t have to worry about that, do we? Now, Mark, are you going to join Isa and me in bed or are you going to simply watch while the two of us have sex in front of you?”

Isabella’s ears perked up at that. (Please join us. Though having you watch would be hot too.)

“Allie, you do realize I’m the one in control tonight, right? Not you.”

“Mark, I’ve been holding off having sex with her by myself because we are a throuple. We intended to do it on our last date night, but you had a panic attack. Isabella and I want this.”

“Oh, I’m sure, but I’m confident my little Isa here will follow my commands. I’m certain you will, or did you forget your collar?”

Allie tugged at the collar and pouted. “You wouldn’t.”

“You’re right, I wouldn’t, because I love you, but I still wanted to talk to you both about something else. First is this.” Mark brought up the Customizable Waifu app on his phone and then slid it over to Allie. Allie picked up the phone and scrolled through the app, looking at the number of sliders, and was astounded that the list just kept going and going and going. As it did her earlier pout became a frown and then a grimace.

“I… I didn’t realize it gave you this much control over me.”

“Neither did I,” Mark said sympathetically. “I wanted you to know, because I wanted to discuss using it. I know we briefly discussed it at the wedding, and I have used it a bit.”

“Will you tell me how?” Allie asked.

“I increased your bust, shortened your hair, made your fur fluffier, and got rid of body hair below the neck. Your fertility is also increased.”

“I don’t have a problem with any of that, but it is odd that I can’t tell the difference.”

“Me either, Master. Allie had longer hair before?” Isabella stared at Allie like she was trying to picture her with long hair.

“I haven’t touched anything mentally, but I wanted to discuss that with you.”

“I… I don’t know how I feel about that. Conceptually, that is. Since I won’t know if you actually change anything, unless you tell me. Messing with my mind…”

“I guess let me explain what I was thinking, specifically. There are traits about yourself that I know you don’t like. Like constantly feeling insecure about us, and lacking self-esteem to some extent. I could help with that. Then there are the kinkier aspects. If I wanted to do something with you, I could make you enjoy it more.”

“That... actually sounds nice. Mark, I trust you not to **** this. If you want to give me kink or improve my self-esteem, go ahead. I think you know me well enough that you won’t touch stuff that should be left alone.”

“Thank you for your trust. I wanted to know because I want to increase your fertility more, but I have to get the points from somewhere.”

Allie bit her lip in anticipation as she rubbed her legs together.

“Now, Isa, I want you to tell me how you want this night to go.”

“I’m not sure. Master… Allie, I just want to be with both of you.” Isabella had trouble looking directly at either of them; her wolf ears twitched, and her tail switched between wagging excitedly and nervously. (I want Master to make me his. Isa wants Allie beside her serving Master.)

“Isa, I think I’m going to listen to your body here. Since at least it’s honest.” Isabella blushed profusely, but nodded. “Now, I’m going to make some changes to you, Allie. While I do that, I’m ordering both of you to get naked and then sit at the foot of the bed, like good pets.”

Isabella eagerly complied. Allie was more reticent but found herself complying because of the collar. Mark slid down Allie’s insecurity about their relationship as low as he could, which was still a lot higher than he would like. He found a set of sliders regarding Allie’s dominance, both in general and towards specific people or groups of people. He saw his slider in particular was rather low already, and he nudged it down a bit further. He decided to nudge the one regarding Isabella up. He increased her sexual submission and desire for petplay. Then pushed her fertility up as much as he could.

He found he needed more points to finalize the changes. He looked up at the two women undressing. Isabella was already naked, not having that much to take off, while Allie was still working on taking her armor off, with Isabella’s help. Mark noticed Allie was ever so slightly taller than Isabella. He decided to knock off two inches in height so they would be the same height. Darn, still not quite enough points. Mark was about to adjust the increase to submission so it wasn’t as much when he passed a slider for her opposition to sharing him with other women, in general. It was high, really, really high. Then there were sliders for her opposition to share with each of the women in the harem. Isabella’s was already at zero. Sam’s was rather low, and to Mark’s surprise, that was true for Laura and Talia as well. Those two weren’t as low as Sam’s but notably lower than anyone else in the harem. I don’t want to push her to be with someone in particular, but it wouldn’t hurt if she were a bit less territorial. Mark nudged the general slider down and found he barely had to move it to get the points to balance the changes. He clicked apply. Mark watched as Allie shrank two inches and then watched as they both went over to the bed and sat down with their legs under them at the foot of the bed and just stared up at him expectantly, their tails thumping against the floor eagerly.

Mark stood and started to undress himself. He then grabbed the leashes from yesterday’s trial. He squatted down and clipped a leash onto both of them. As he did so, he saw a bit more defiance leave Allie’s posture, and both of their tails increased their thudding tempo. (Isa is a good girl, see. Isa is so happy Master wants her.) Mark smirked, hearing Isabella’s body. He stood and gently pulled on their leashes for them to stand. “Get up on the bed, both of you.”

Both rushed to comply. Allie lay on her back, her legs slightly parted, while Isabella took the same position she had on the floor next to Allie. Mark climbed onto the bed and took Allie’s leash and bound her hands with it behind her head. Then he scritched her ears. “Who’s a good girl. Now I know you’ve been waiting for this. Isa, you are going to let Allie lick you like a good girl, hear me? Allie, you aren’t to start until I tell you to.”

Isabella nodded, “Arf!” Isabella moved to straddle Allie’s face. Allie squirmed beneath Isabella as Isabella’s tail swished across Allie’s naked body. It was especially noticeable near the base of the tail as it would tease Allie’s nipples as it moved.

Mark moved down between her legs and said, “Allie, be a good girl and get our new pet ready for me. If she gets off before you do, I’ll have a very special reward for you later.”

Isabella let out a “YIP!” as Allie wasted no time lapping at Isabella’s crotch, and Isabella reached down and pressed Allie’s head into her. Mark began to eat out his wife. Not in a particular rush. He enjoyed her reaction as her feet pressed down on either side of him, and he could hear her grip the sheets with her toes when he finally stuck his forked tongue inside her.

Isabella was letting out near continuous whimpers of pleasure. Mark occasionally glanced up at her naked back as she was gyrating her hips. (OH! THIS IS AMAZING! I CAN’T WAIT TO SWAP PLACES WITH HER.)

Mark could tell Allie was approaching climax, and looking up at Isabella, could tell she was too. (YES, YES! MORE! SO CLOSE!) Mark decided to slow his tongue's movements ever so slightly so that Isabella would climax first.

As Isabella climaxed, she braced herself on the headboard of the bed, staring down at her girlfriend and watching as Allie climaxed beneath her a moment later. The two breathed heavily, but neither moved as they hadn’t been told to yet.

Mark didn’t want to have the issue he did with Sam, so he thought about which TF to copy. Hmm… that one would be good right now. I’m betting it will change to be a penis enhancement. Mark copied OH MY! What Big Tits You Have, and he felt the knowledge of how it changed enter his mind.

OH MY! What A Big Dick You Have: This just might explain why Grandma and the Wolf became an item. Mark’s dick will grow in size and girth, but thanks to his other TF will never hurt. In addition, Mark’s semen will be particularly potent, with a small chance of bypassing even the most effective contraceptives.

“Isa, lie down on your back.” She immediately complied and held both her hands tightly over her breasts, though not particularly to cover up. Mark pulled Allie into a sitting position and kissed her. “How’s my favorite pet?”

“So happy.”

“Good. Now you are going to keep pleasing her.” Allie gave him a curious look. He didn’t untie her hands but repositioned Allie, so her face was once again in Isabella’s crotch. She had to brace herself on her elbows to keep from faceplanting. Mark leaned in and whispered, “This time, keep her wanting. I want her ready to beg for me when I’m done with you.” Mark kissed Allie on the lips and saw a pleased grin cross her face as he took up position behind Allie.

Mark positioned Allie’s butt up in the air so he could take her from behind. Allie had already started to lick Isabella’s juices up. Mark saw that Isabella had her eyes closed. “Isa, I want you to watch as I take Allie. As I breed her. I want you to watch as you are going to be in her place in a few minutes.”

Isabella’s eyes shot open, and she nodded as she continued to let out a low whimper. (Oh, god, I can’t wait. Wait… did he mean that he’ll breed me? Like a bitch in heat? Would that really be that bad?)

Mark smirked at Isabella as he put a hand on each of Allie’s hips and thrust into her from behind. Allie stopped licking for a moment as she lurched forward, letting out an, “OH GOD YES!” Mark continued to thrust, with Allie leaning back into him so she wouldn’t be shoved face-first into Isabella’s crotch. Allie was having trouble teasing Isabella with the constant thrusting, so Isabella wrapped her legs around Allie’s head, keeping her from pulling away from her.

Isabella watched as something primal overtook Mark, as Allie’s eyes rolled back into her head, even as her tongue entered Isabella, as she was slightly rocked back and forth with each of Mark’s thrusts. Mark picked up his pace and soon unleashed a massive load inside of Allie. Far more than he normally would produce, to the extent that it appeared Allie was leaking his cum. Mark pushed Allie to the side and onto her back. Isabella repositioned slightly to make room for Allie next to her.

Mark said, “Allie, I love you.” Then kissed her.

“I love you too, Mark. My love, my Master.” Allie placed both her hands on her lower belly and smiled. “Think I’m pregnant?”

“I hope you are.” Mark smiled back. “Now for you,” Mark said as he turned to Isabella.

“Arwoo?” Isabella said cocking her head. (Does Master mean, to fuck or breed me? I’m sort of excited either way.)

Mark grabbed Isabella’s leash and pulled her close to him. She crawled towards him until he pulled her face up to his own. Mark leaned in and kissed her. Allie watched as they kissed over her. Happy that the two people she cared about most were willing to share her and each other.

When they broke the kiss, Mark pulled Isabella in with the leash further, wrapped an arm around her back, and whispered in her ear. “Isa, I’m going to give you a choice. I can already tell you desperately want me to fuck you.” Mark could feel her quiver in his embrace. “I’m going to do that, and you are going to eat out, Allie, while I do that.”

Mark couldn’t see it, but Isabella’s eyes went wide. Wait, he wants me to do that right after he… Isabella glanced down at Allie’s crotch and noticed the leaking semen on the bed. Oh, god, that’s… kind of hot… plus it did taste great before.

“Here’s the thing: I copied a transformation from Allie. Even with your contraceptive set to zero chance, the TF can bypass that. It isn’t guaranteed, but it’s a chance. Your choice is whether I eat you out before I fuck you. Lie on your back if you want me to eat you out, otherwise get your ass in the air and start pleasing my wife.” Mark let go of her leash.

Isabella bit her lips. (Fuck, I really want to… but… can I do that?)

“Isa, I’m waiting.”

Isabella hesitantly moved. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Isabella pushed her butt into the air, wiggling it as she started lapping up Mark’s semen that was leaking out of Allie. (OH, MASTER, PLEASE BREED THIS BITCH!)

Mark chuckled silently as he took position behind her. He grabbed the leash and pulled on it hard, bringing her back pressed against his chest. He lowered his voice, “I’m tempted, you know. To do exactly what your body has requested. To breed you. To guarantee that I knock you up with a litter of pups. Is that what you want?”

“Arwooo.” Isabella shook her head.

“Someday then, and be mindful not to clean out Allie’s insides too much, as I do actually want her pregnant.” Mark slackened his grip on the leash so she could resume eating Allie out, but kept it taught enough that she could feel the pull from her collar ever so slightly.

Mark wasted no further time and thrust inside. Taking Isabella like the bitch in heat she wanted to be treated as. She let out a howl of pleasure, and Allie could feel Isabella panting as she licked her. Allie did the same thing Isabella did and wrapped her legs around her head. Mark’s grip on the leash, though, meant that Isabella would feel her collar press into her neck with every thrust as Mark pulled back on the leash in time with his thrusts. Allie reached down and stroked Isabella’s ears, causing her brain to go all fuzzy.

As Mark was nearing his climax, he reached forward and grabbed Isabella by the collar and pulled her back, and said, “Let me hear you howl as I cum inside you. Show Allie that you are our good little pet and bitch.”

As Mark finished speaking, Isabella felt herself climax and let out a howl, “ARWOOOOOW!” as Mark finished inside of her.

+1 VP Sex (Isabella negating penalty)
+5 VP Gave Master Vaginal Virginity (Isabella)
+2 VP Group Sex with the Master

Mark slackened his grip on the leash, and he and Isabella fell into a dogpile on top of Allie. Allie let out an oompf at the two people piling on top of her. Mark rolled to the side, and then Isabella rolled over Mark, landing on his free arm. Isabella was panting but said, “Mark… That… That was awesome.”

Mark said, “Oh, I didn’t realize you could use my name. Does that mean you calling me Master was just you?”

“Not exactly. The collar definitely plays a part, but yes, I can use your name; it just sometimes feels more natural to call you Master.”

Allie propped herself up on one shoulder to look at Isabella. “I’ll be honest, outside of the bedroom, I would sort of prefer you didn’t call him that. Also, Mark, what was that about her being our pet?”

“Oh? Would you prefer to be a pet alongside Isa here instead of her owner? Did you enjoy it that much?”

Allie has such a cute pout. Then muttered, “Can’t I be both?”

Mark chuckled. “Yes. Yes, you can.”

“Mark, you said you were going to make changes to me. Did you make me into pet-play?”

“Yes, I did. Isabella is clearly into it, and I figured it would be best if you were, too. I will say I just made you into pet-play. There were separate sliders for being treated like a pet and treating someone else like that. I didn’t touch those.”

Allie placed his hand on top of her head. “Well, you'd better take responsibility for your actions.” Mark chuckled and scratched behind her ears. Hearing Isabella letting out a pleading whimper, he did the same for her, too. Allie continued, “Seriously, though, Isa… damnit, those tags are really frustrating. Isa, I would appreciate it if you tried not to call him Master all the time.”

“I’ll try for you, dear. Also… Allie, don’t feel bad about calling me Isa. Of the options, it is the one that had the fewest issues with, but it was mostly the principle of the thing. It’s sort of growing on me at this point.”

Mark added, “Besides, it’s what her body sometimes refers to herself. That’s why I use Isa over other options.”

Isabella looked at Mark, “What are the other options?”

“Do you really want to know?”

“Yeah, I’m wondering what the magic views as appropriate pet name versions of my name and if any of them are new.”

“There’s Bella, obviously, Bell, Bellie, Bel-Bel, Ella, and Issy.

“Issy? That is actually a new one. So is Bel-Bel, but that isn’t really something you would call a person. Isa, I think, is the one I prefer of the options.”

“Not Princess, or Fluffy?”

“Mark, that is some rather dangerous talk for someone in biting range.”

“Thanks for the reminder.” Mark leaned over and nibbled on Isabella’s ear affectionately, causing her to nuzzle his chest.

Isabella rubbed her face. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

Allie replied, “I can. It was hot.”

Isabella propped herself up and ran a hand on Mark’s chest up towards his face. Then she reached out to touch his horns.

“Do you like them?” Mark asked.

“I don’t know. Your eyes are something fierce, though. I also expected the scales on your arms to be a little rough, but they’re so smooth. I will say the transformation you copied from Laura has done wonders for your physique, which, considering how you looked already, is saying something.”

Allie chimed in, “Well, I could do without the horns. The scales and tail don’t bother me, but those horns came rather close to some things,” Allie reached out a hand and lightly tapped the tip of his horns, “and these things are pointy.”

Mark immediately thought about changing their shape, both to have a more rounded tip and also to have them sweep back over his head. “That any better?”

“Yes, actually. Why didn’t you do that before?”

“Not like I’ve had time to practice shaping them in the mirror. I’m just glad I didn’t have the same issue that Sam had initially.” Allie tilted her head, indicating she wanted an explanation. “When Sam transformed back to her humanoid form, she had claws for hands and feet, and had to concentrate to get back her normal hands and feet.”

“Really?” Both women asked at the same time.

“Right, that would have been while you two were discussing the show. She struggled with it a little, and I’ve seen her have an occasional problem here and there. I think she’s getting a handle on it, though.”

Allie frowned, “I didn’t know. She hasn’t mentioned it to me at all.” Mark looked contemplative but didn’t say more on the matter. “Mark, I know that look. What aren’t you telling me about my girlfriend?”

“Ask your girlfriend yourself. Not my place.”

“I’m right here, you know.” Isabella teased. “Oh, you meant her other girlfriend.” Isabella shook her head. “I can’t believe it’s been only a little more than two weeks since this stuff started, for me.”

“I know,” Allie said with a nod. “A month ago, I was planning to get married in a little less than three months, and my biggest other concerns were how to keep Derrick from fucking up badly enough that it would cause real damage to the company, and how to broach the topic of you being with us, Isa.” Allie flopped back on the bed. “But now… so much has happened.”

Isabella lay down, cozying up to Mark. “I know. It almost doesn’t feel real. Like I could wake up at any time.”

“If it is a dream…” Allie began as she nestled her head in Mark’s shoulder. “I’m not completely sure that I want to wake up.” Allie reached out and took Isabella’s hand, both resting them on Mark’s chest. Wrapped in Mark’s arms, they all drift off to sleep. Allie let out quiet mooos in her sleep.

+9 VP Pregnant Allie
+1 VP Pregnant Isabella (x2 First Applies to Allie's and Isabella's VP Gain)