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You start to stir, awoken by the feeling of Master refastening your collar to your neck. Stretching your sore limbs, you move lithely into a few yoga poses, pushing your sore behind up into the air. You sense Master's emotions through the mental link provided by your collar. His mind projects a mix of prideful possessiveness and arousal as he looks down at you. You sense that Master is proud of you as well. You must have done a good job last night although you can't seem to remember much of it.

You glance up at your beloved master to notice a few physical changes. He definitely seems larger in every single way, not just stronger, but taller and more intimidating. 'Especially that incredible dick,' you think as your eyes reach his dangling meat. Now definitely larger than one of your arms, Master's massive cock has grown in length and girth for some reason. 'Mine can't even compa-' "...huh, where's my dick?" You finish thinking aloud. Your eyes glued to your smooth crotch; no sign of your manhood left in sight.

You quickly head to the large mirror in your room to find that you have also undergone some physical changes. Whatever happened last night didn't so much as feminize you as much as it removed every masculine feature that you had before. Smooth untoned muscles, a softer face, and no sign of your manhood, only a glistening slit ready for some serious fucking.

"Not how you expected things to go when you came to town, eh?" Bjor comes up behind you as you stare at yourself in shock. "You were such a free spirit back then." He places his large hands on your shoulders, and you let out a small moan as he starts to knead your sore back and shoulders. "But own you now and I can do whatever I want to my possession.... and I like you better like this. Weak and submissive." You push back into his large form, one of his thick arms embracing you in order to settle over your crotch. A shock fires up your spine as his hand lands in a mild slap along your slit and soon you are moaning wantonly as his fingers lightly tease your eager new hole.

"Who's pet are you?"

"y-Yours." You manage to moan out, mind melting from Master's meticulous ministrations around your melty muff.

"Damn right. Now get on the bed and get ready for Daddy's cock." You obey, spreading your legs and reaching your arms up towards him welcomingly. Master goes rigid for a moment, his cock rock hard as you sense him trying not to cum at the sight of you right now.

You make sure not to tease him further now as eager as he is for your impending cream pie.

"With that sorta magic who knows if you can get pregnant." Bjor says as he lines up his scary cock with your slick entrance. "But I sure aim to find out." He pushes himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. You feel indescribable pleasure that wracks your brain along with the erotic sensations that accompany being stretched around such a thick shaft like a literal cocksleeve. He bottoms out inside you, your insides are a perversely perfect size for this massive bitch-breaker.

You reach the epiphany that this is not a coincidence. You have literally been molded into the perfect fucktoy for this strong, dominant human. The rhythmic, deep fucking accentuates the philosophical mindstate washing over you. You can never go back to who you were before but what does that matter when you get to serve such an incredible master? You might be far weaker...and a little dumber...and a lot sluttier, but that was all to prepare you for your true place in life as this man's ****! Pure dedication to your owner fills you as you look lovingly up at his face as it grimaces with effort, droplets of his sweet sweat dripping off. You cannot wait to serve this man for the rest of your long lives together as what you are feeling in your heart is definitely true love.