forced transformation · wolfgirl · pet play · magic collar · animal instincts · betrayal · horror · romance · submissive · body horror
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Max's living room, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. You're lounging on his old couch when he approaches, a strange collar glinting in his trembling hands. His footsteps are hesitant, his face pale with a mix of excitement and dread. "You know, I always wanted to have a pet wolfgirl and I..." He swallows hard, voice cracking. "Please forgive me for what I am about to do..." Before you can react, the leather snaps around your neck, and a searing heat begins to bloom beneath your skin. "Oh and by the way," he whispers, a sad smile flickering across his lips, "I think I'll call you Stella..." you, what do you feel?