There was no question to anyone in Kenmark University that the cheerleaders were the most attractive women in the school. Likewise, there was no question that the cheerleaders were also the ones with the biggest heads.

All of them, without fail, thought that they were better their classmates, and none of the cheerleaders were worse than their Captain. Casey Espera was a black haired beauty who could have been written by an author fond of high school stereotypes.

She loved her popularity, her power, and especially her ability to humiliate other people. Just a word from her could direct her clique to decimate another person, shredding their esteem just as assuredly as their social standing.

Of course, she could only reduce someone so far. Nothing irked the girl more than her ex Kevin, who remained impossibly upbeat despite the abuse she’d hurled at him. Apparently him having ‘friends’ kept him from lapsing into sadness and depression like she’d planned. The prick.

Luckily for her, there happened to be a solution for that, a solution named Martin. She looked up and down the strange man, silently giving thanks that he was easy on the eyes. “So… Tell me again what you said before…” She said with a smile.

“Again?” He grinned impishly. “I’m giving you powers you couldn’t even begin to imagine. Jewels that you can wear, new ones for the rest of your life. Extraordinary experiences, and joy unlike anything you’ve felt before. I’m offering you a life you’d never thought possible. And all you have to do is direct my powers.”

“So… That’s what I thought you said.” Casey nodded slowly, looking to the door of her house. “And that’s why I’ve invited Kevin to my house to ‘apologize’.” She grinned. “I want to see what kind of powers you have.”

“Seeing is believing, I suppose.” Martin replied, combing a hand through the thin stubble on his chin. “So let’s see what someone who meets your standards looks like.” A knock came from her door, and he motioned to it gracefully. “Well? I’m waiting.”

Casey nodded eagerly, opening the door and motioning Kevin inside. “Kevin, I’d like you to meet Martin. Martin, I’d like you to do what you do best.”

“Come again?” The smile on Kevin’s face faded quickly, and he blinked in confusion. “I thought you said this was you ending your little ‘feud’.”

“She lied.” Martin said with a shrug. He looked Kevin up and down idly, nodding to himself. “And I think I know what to do with you…”

At that point, Kevin looked about ready to run, only for the door to slam shut behind him with a motion of Martin’s wrist. The brunette looked to Martin with confusion and shock, turning to Casey. “Okay, I’m sufficiently freaked out. So… Can I go?”

“Stay, boy.” Martin replied for her, speaking as one would to a dog.

Casey was confused by his reaction for a moment, looking to her new acquaintance. His response was to nod towards Kevin, and she followed his gaze to gasp in shock. Kevin was the sort of person to keep himself clean-shaven, but now he looked positively… Scruffy.

There was a thin beard on his chin that definitely hadn’t been there when he’d entered her house, and his arms looked much hairier. Come to think of it, his whole head was looking hairier. Long strands were stretching from his neck, his cheeks, and even his forehead.

A small gasp escaped the girl’s mouth as she watched the hairs come in, forming distinctly different tones of what could only be fur on her ex. It looked like he was growing white hairs from his nose to his chest, a stripe running up his forehead. From there, the fur darkened to a creamy brown, then to dark black.

At this point, Kevin had noticed the scratchiness of his face, and he brought his hands to his cheeks to pet at the growing hairs. “Wh-what’s going on? What are you doing to me? What’s happening?” He looked from Casey to Martin, heart pounding.

“Quiet, boy.” Martin snapped his fingers, and Kevin’s mouth snapped shut. “Unless, of course, you’d like to hear your new pet beg.” He turned his gaze back to Casey, and a slight chill trailed down her spine.

It passed an instant later, as she realized just how much power she had at her fingertips. “You’re making him into a dog. Oh my God. Oh my God, this is really happening.” She clapped her hands with delight as Kevin put his hands to his throat, clearly trying to speak yet finding himself distinctly unable to do so.

Martin arched an eyebrow expectantly, and she realized he was still waiting for a response to his offer. “Yes. I want to hear him talk, begging to keep his humanity as he slowly loses the ability to speak.”

“A woman after my own heart.” Martin replied, waving his hand again.

Kevin gasped as the hold on his voice was released; then he looked to Casey in shock. “What the hell is wrong with you? You broke up with me; don’t do this to me!” He whimpered, grunting as his hands began to twist and reshape.

The young man looked down to his palms with a loud whimper, watching as plush pads grew out from his skin; as the very bone structure of his hands began to change. His thumbs pulled back towards his wrists as his other fingers shortened, growing thin canine claws.

“Please, don’t do this to me.” He whimpered, backing up only to stumble and fall hard on his ass. A quick glance to his feet was all it took to confirm why he’d fallen: his feet were changing much as his hands were.

“I think I’d like to see him with a tail next.” Came Casey’s reply, her eyes cold and a smile plain on her face. She’d never thought about how incredibly hot it was to have control over someone’s very body itself, and never before had she needed something so much.

Her own heart began to pound as her ex’s tailbone stretched out from his backside, getting longer and longer with every passing second. It came with a thick coat of shaggy black fur, and soon it was twitching as new muscles settled along its length.

Kevin looked back to it with a whine, eyes wide as he gave the appendage an experimental twitch. He tried to roll over, clearly trying to stand; but the changes were too fast for him. His shoulders and hips popped as they realigned for a more quadrupedal stance.

“Prrrlearrse!” He moaned, only to gasp at how rough his voice sounded. He tried to speak again, but the second he did his tongue spilled past his darkening lips, making his next plea into a sloppy, lisped slur. He whimpered loudly in distress, eyes crossing as he realized his tongue was now long enough to actually see, to feel against his chin.

“I’m almost tempted to keep him like this, but I’d hate for drool to get everywhere.” Casey replied dryly, a smirk on her face. “So let’s give him a cute doggy muzzle.”

Kevin gagged as his face began to stretch at her command, sending Martin a desperate look. Unfortunately, the man seemed to be enjoying this almost as much as she was, and the changing man could only groan as his muzzle fully extended. He watched as his nose turned a dark black, flattening at the end of his snout; then he slurped his long tongue into it as an afterthought.

“Mnnn, perfect.” Casey strutted towards the man, looking him up and down and laughing as his chest began to contract. The last changes were washing over his body, and she reveled in them.

The girl tauntingly slipped his shirt off of him, tugging his pants down and grinning as she watched his cock flare into the red-tipped member of a canine. “Funny, that’s one part of you I’ll actually miss. Then again, it’s not like any other girl will get it… Well, not any human girl, at least.”

Kevin whined loudly, trying to beg her to change him back but only managing canine whimpers. His heart sank as he realized he could no longer speak, and the man-turned-dog’s heart sank.

“Hey… Can you make me a collar for him?” Casey looked back to Martin, watching in surprise as he conjured a leather band from seemingly thin air.

“As ever, your wish is my command.” Martin chuckled.

Casey beamed happily in response, turning around and clipping the collar to Kevin’s neck. “And I just love what you’ve done with him! Aw, he’s such a good doggy, aren’t you, boy?” She beamed, scratching his ears and under his chin.

Kevin considered biting her, but was rational enough to know that he’d surely be punished for that. Instead, he remained silent, determined not to give her the benefit of a response. Then her fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot, and his tongue lolled from his mouth.

“Ohhh, whoozagoodboy?” Casey cooed, wetter than she could remember. She’d always liked humiliating people when they were people, but after having made them into a common animal? It was the hottest thing she could think of!

“You know… Kevin’s too human of a name for a doggy like you… I think that you’re better as a ‘Buster’. You like that, Buster?” She moaned at how desperately he looked to her, abject shame clear in his eyes. “Such a powerless puppy…” She breathed, petting his muzzle more.

“Not only is he powerless, he’s also fully trained. Meaning that if you call out any tricks or commands, he’ll have to do them. Well, to the best of his ability.” Martin grinned, looking Kevin in the eyes.

The dog whimpered loudly and tried to pull away from Casey, only for her to smirk evilly. “Hear that, boy? I get to see if you can do tricks. Shake!”

She extended a hand towards the dog, reveling in the horror in his eyes as his body responded without his control. It was almost as thrilling as having changed him in the first place, and the girl moaned as he obediently placed a paw in her palm.

“God, this is incredible. You can hardly tell that he used to be a human.” Casey looked back up to Martin with a laugh, tousling the fur on Buster’s head and relishing in his low, distressed growl.

“If you think that’s fun, check this out. Hey, Buster. For the next minute, you’ll forget that you were turned into a dog, and will think you’re still Kevin.” Martin clicked his fingers, and it was so.

Kevin blinked in surprise, looking up to Casey in confusion, wondering why she seemed so much larger. He tried to stand, only to fall back onto all fours-and it was that moment that he realized he was covered from head to toe in fur, not clothing.

‘W-what’s going on? I don’t understand, why do I feel so weird?’ Was what Kevin had intended to say. What he actually said was something more like “Rrrowrrff ruff arf wurff!”

Casey laughed at the stupefied look of confusion on her ex’s face, reveling as it mounted into an impossible realization of horror. The dog barked again, backpedaling from the girl in horror, stumbling over his paws and collapsing into a panting, frightened heap.

The fear faded as his memory returned, and the canine growled under his breath, realizing he’d just been humiliated even further.

Casey broke out into delighted laughter, clapping her thighs. “Come on boy, roll over!”

Her laughter only increased in volume as Buster obeyed her command, panting just like a dog as he lolled onto his back, tail wagging. From the look in his eyes, he hated her more than anything else in his life. And there was nothing he could do about it…

Though, come to think about it… What was she going to do with him? Casey’s lips quirked at the thought, and she looked to Martin. “So… What now? I mean, do we just have a pet dog now?”

“Oh… It’s better than that. Get in the closet, and you’ll see. Trust me, you’ll love this.” Martin motioned her to the door just by the foyer, and Casey hurried into it, curious.

As if on cue, a knock came from the front door, and Martin approached it with a smile, opening it wide. “Hey, Chloe, right?” He called to someone just past the entrance.

Casey blinked in surprise. Wasn’t that the name of Kevin’s current girlfriend? She leaned close to the slats in the closet, peering out at Martin’s back.

He took a step back, sure enough revealing the blonde that Kevin had thought to replace her with. “Yeah, I’m guessing you’re Martin... Oh! And this is him?” She grinned, stepping into the house and revealing that she’d brought a dog with her, one that looked much like Buster.

“Yep! This is Buster, and he’s ready for adoption. Sorry, I guess I should have realized that my new apartment would be too small for him.” Martin shrugged off-handedly. If Casey didn’t know better, she’d actually think that he was telling the truth.

“That’s fine! It means that Emma here gets some company!” Chloe smiled, petting the dog by her side appreciatively. She looked up to the man with an earnest smile, clearly unaware that the dog she was about to adopt had been her boyfriend less than an hour before.

It was all Casey could do to keep herself from bursting into wild laughter, the girl covering her mouth with both hands as she watched Chloe pay for the whimpering dog below her. Luckily, one of his whines covered the sound of her snigger in response to Chloe’s next statement.

“You know, this is just in time, too. Emma’s been in heat lately, and she could really use a companion.”

God, to think that Kevin would never have a relationship with a human again; that he’d be forced to only bed dogs as Buster! She hadn’t realized that was a possibility until now, and the girl had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing hard enough to be noticed.

It seemed that Martin found the idea amusing too, because he smirked and looked down to Buster. “You know, I think Buster would be in the mood for it… Look, he’s already ready!”

He and Chloe laughed appreciatively as the Bernese Mountain Dog panted hard, wagging his tail as he approached the bitch. It looked like he was trying to keep himself from letting nature take its course, but then again, Kevin had always been one to think with his cock instead of his head.

Casey giggled quietly as the dog that her ex had become panted hard, thrusting himself deep within the bitch and beginning to hump like the dumb animal he was.

“So, let’s talk business while our dogs do theirs, hm? I’ll give you a discount since he seems to like her.” Martin smiled, gesturing towards the kitchen.

Casey watched them leave from the closet, her hand drifting between her legs as she watched her ex rut like the mutt he was. This deal could really work out for her…