I've always love puppy play and the idea of living full time as a pet for a loving owner, always on all fours, unable to speak, always being naked, my body on full display, made to go to the toilet outside, eating and drinking from a bowl, being led on a leash, being fussed and stroked, being talked to like an animal and everything else about it, being helpless and having to fully trust my owner as they care for me and in return they get my undivided and unconditional love. I've spent much of my spare time with others or on my own temporarily living out that fantasy but it always has to end and I have to return to the human life, with its rules, restrictive clothing, bills, jobs, social interactions, all just stressful and makes me impatient for the next time where I get to strip all that away and just exist as an animal, my worries and thoughts limited to eating, peeing, sleeping, playing and pleasing my owner.
Lately I've even been talking to someone who seems to completely understand what I'm looking for and need, discussing how to make it real, like diet, with prepared meals consisting of two meals of cooked meat and a variety of vegetables to make sure that I get all my required nutrition to remain fit and healthy, training, with rewards of treats, like small pieces of chocolate and punishments like shocks and cage time, care, regular checks of my body and making sure that I am healthy and what to do when ill, hygiene, like a weekly wash and cleaning me after I relieve myself, and how to keep me physically and mentally healthy, with things like playing various games, training me to do tasks and tricks, long walks, telling me when I've been a good boy and plenty of attention. We even explored the more extreme parts of my fantasies, like amputation, so that I'm unable to stand or use my hands to do things like open doors, and castration, all pets must be neutered after all. That one he was the first to raise and I don't really have to much against the idea, if I'm a pet 24/7 it would make sense, plus it is supposed to make you more obedient and docile, plus if I had the other modifications then it would be hard to relieve any pent up urges, unless I hump the sofa or my owners leg, being neutered would probably be for the better. Although I would be neutered we did also discuss how I'd still be open to serving him sexually, with giving him blowjobs and being fucked by him, not to mention things like licking his ass and feet, all tricks that I'd be happy to do to please my loving owner. Unfortunately he lives on the otherside of the country in a remote area, one with lots of open private space, where I've pictured myself happily playing in and exploring as a pup. I wish that I could visit him and live out my dream life just for a while at least but travelling there would be to expensive and I'd need time off from work, two things I wouldn't have to worry about if I could be his pet, if I could be what I've always want to be.
I suddenly hear a knock at the door, the sound makes me jump, I look at the time, it's 11:15. Who'd be knocking at this hour? I get up, maybe it's an emergency or something, like one of my neighbours had an accident or emergency maintenance, opening the door I see someone who looks surprisingly familiar, the man I'd been talking to online. What is he doing here? How did he know my address?Before I can fully register what is happening I feel a sting in my neck and stumble backwards, the world quickly starting to spin and my legs feel unsteady.
"Wha...?" My mind slowing can barely make words as my knees buckle and I'm caught before I reach the floor and I'm held gently in his arms. I look up sleepily as he smiles down at me lovingly and strokes my head, the feeling is comforting and reassuring.
"Don't worry, I'm here to make all your dreams come true. Rest now my pet, when you wake you'll be who you want to be." My heavy eyelids close as I fall into a peaceful sleep.
I awake to the sound of birds, the lack of familiar sounds like traffic is noticeable and I feel a slight breeze over my naked body. As I open my heavy eyelids I see thin metal bars partly obscuring the view of a large kitchen. Where am I? What happened? I struggle to remember how I got here, vaguely remembering seeing the face of the man I was talking to online. As I come around from whatever I was drugged with I feel slight pain in various parts of my body, my legs, crotch and hands all feel like something is different. I look down and see that my fingers no longer exist, well the top two thirds don't, leaving only tiny stubs, my thumbs are completely missing, meaning that I can't ever grip anything ever again, the thought fills me with a strange excitement. I turn my head back and see another change, my feet are gone, my legs now ending unnaturally at nothing, where my ankles should be is just empty space, I'm now a helpless animal, one forever trapped one all fours, just as I've always dreamed I was. Knowing what other changes have been done to me I rise unsteadily to all fours, as I learn to balance with my new body, and look between my legs, as I thought the only thing I see is my limp cock, my balls have been removed, just like with every pet dog. Part of me is a bit saddened by their removal but I also understand the logic and in my current state I would have been unable to act on any urges from them anyway, so it's probably a good thing, I can't be allowed to hump the furniture after all, it's also not like I ever planned to use them to have children, so I've not lost anything there.
Bored, slightly scared and feeling preasure in my bladder I try to call out for my new owner, only nothing comes out and my throat feels sore, I quickly discover that I can no longer speak or make loud noises, I can still make small whimpering and whining noises and low quiet growls but anything resembling speech or at loud volume is completely impossible, just like every other animal I'm unable to communicate verbally. Unable to let myself out and without any option I'm forced to sit in my cage and wait for my owner, just as a normal pet, tucking my now hind legs under my butt and sitting with my front legs on the floor supporting me.
Thankfully I don't have to wait long as my owner walks in and lowers himself down to me, his smiling face looks at me through the bars.
"Hello, I'm glad that you're finally awake. How do you like your new body?" Without any other way to communicate I start to pant like an excited dog.
"I'm glad that you like it. You will be my pet puppy for now on, I will treat you just like the animal that you are, that includes being trained of course. Do you want out?" I paw at my cage door and let out a whimper to communicate and respond. He smiles back at me and opens my cage and I crawl out unsteadily and slightly nervously, quickly met with my owner stroking my naked and exposed body and stretching behind my ears, making me feel more reassured and causing me to pant happily in response, as I somehow immediately trust my owner and seem to know that he cares for me and won't harm me, my mind seeming to fade into its puppy mode, embracing my new reality, the part of me that was once human lost forever. As he rises I move towards the kitchen door that leads to the garden, as I walk I begin to learn how to balance on my new limbs.
"Stay." I stop and wait on all fours as I'm instructed.
"Sit." I sit my ass down with my hind legs tucked underneath in a kneeling position and my front legs in front and wait patiently as I feel my bladder grow fuller with every second but know that I'm now completely helpless and reliant on my owner and master, so I have to behave myself and wait for his help, the feeling only enforcing my new status.
"Good boy." I feel him stroke my head as he clips a leash to my collar and he opens the door and walks forward and tugs on my leash.
"Come on." I obediently follow him outside into the unfamiliar garden, I feel a bit uncertain in the unknown environment but the feel of the leash reassures and comforts my concerns. Seeing the open space part of me just wants to run around and explore but first I need to pee. I'm quickly led to a large tree and we stop, my owner standing patiently and waiting as I finally relax, knowing that my owner is keeping watch making it easier, and piss directly onto the ground, my mind not caring that anyone can see me, from now on I'm just another animal, social norms and rules no longer apply, I feel no shame at being out in public, naked and pissing onto the ground, while my owner holds my leash, that is normal for animal such as myself.
Relieved I follow my owner as we head back in, panting happily as I feel truely at home as I lay down on the floor next to his feet as he sits down in his chair. I'm finally where I should be and who I am, I'm home, as I rest by his feet part of me wishes that I could thank my owner, I'll have to do so by being the best puppy he could evwe ask for.
Epilogue
The warm sun heats my skin as I run on all fours as I excitedly chase the ball, lowing my head to the grass I pick it up in my mouth and proudly return it to my owner, receiving loving strokes as reward as I pant exhaustedly. Seeing my owner move the ball around in his hand once more I eagerly follow it before chasing after it once more.
Having finished our game I tiredly head inside and I lap at my water bowl, the refreshing water feeling wonderful. No longer thirsty I move into the living room before collapsing in my bed and falling into a peaceful sleep, dreaming about long walks with my owner and being given treats.
I awake to my name being called, one given to me by my owner long ago, my former name from before long forgotten, as is most of my life pre adoption and transformation. Following the direction of my owners voice I walk into the kitchen as he places my special food into my bowl, feeling my stomach rumble I eagerly bury my face into the bowl and happily eat the mixture of cold mince meat and vegetables. Afterwards I sit by my owner as he eats at the table, every now and then kindly giving me small scraps of his food, which I joyfully chase and savour.
"Do you have any room left for a treat?" My ears perk up and I look up at my owner as he pulls out his cock, my eyes focusing on it as I instinctively begin to get excited and move towards it. My tongue eagerly licking his cock and balls as I take in his taste and scent, before sliding my mouth over his cock and moving it in and out of my throat, doing my best to make him happy and earn my treat. My efforts are quickly rewarded as his delicious warm cum fills my mouth and I hungrily swallow it down, my tongue making sure to get every drop of my owners cock as he pulls out. I sit panting as I enjoy the lingering taste of my treat, while my owner strokes my head affectionately, confirming that I did a good job and that I'm a good boy.
As the day grows dark I lay down contently next to my owners feet as he watches TV, as I do I can't help but be grateful to have such a wonderful life, one with no worries, a full stomach, loads of play, plenty of strokes and scratches, a nice warm dog bed to sleep in and a loving owner, who cares for me, trains me, guides me, comforts me and gives me plenty of attention, what more could I possibly want in life.