Allie sits at the foot of her bed, a small circle drawn into the floor in sharpie as she looks over a torn and battered spellbook. It’s open to a page titled “New Hellhound Creation” that is filled with all kinds of different sigils and symbols that she has replicated in the spell circle on the ground. Allie takes a deep breath before looking down. “I hope this works…” She mumbles before starting the spell's chant, hoping silently that this actually works.

After a few moments the circle starts to glow ever so slightly. Almost as if it is powered half way, the sharpie seeming to flake off at the edges ever so slightly. 

Allie takes a moment before looking over the spell again, starting to panic before realizing she needs to enter the circle. “Alright alright… I can do this…” she mutters to herself before stepping off the bed and into the circle. 

The moment she enters the circle, a bright red light explodes around her. A inky chill rolling up Allie’s spine as she does, the room starting to warp and distort around her as if she is being brought somewhere very far away.

Allie watches in awe as the shifts and changes, eyes growing wide with fear and amazement. “What… what is happening.” She mutters to herself as she looks down at the spell circle, trying her best not to panic. Her arms slowly moving up to hug her chest anxiously, hands starting to squeeze tightly.

There’s a rumbling impact as the circle fades completely. Allie is left standing in a low light cavestructure with a strange stone structure almost like a building at the end, the words ‘Adoption Center’ carved roughly into its face above the door. Looking around there's nowhere else to go but forward.

Allie gingerly steps forward, cautiously eyeing the strange place she has found herself. After a few minutes she takes a deep breath and walks into the ‘Adoption Center’, wringing her hands as she steps beyond the threshold. 

The interior is a stark departure from the rough stone of the outside. There are light red crystals slotted within the walls and pulsing with warmth, shining down on a massive living area. There are six massive pelt and plush beds with massive beasts laying in all but one. 

To her eyes the closest thing Allie can find to describe them is the traditional definition of a lycanthrope. With one big difference, each seems to be quadrupedal and far more docile to the naked eye. Each with a different color coat, ranging from silver to rust. 

Each has a thick iron collar wrapped around their neck, and several well chewed plush toys… and what appear to be some kind of bone.

As she steps inside, several of their heads perk up and start to glance over at the newest arrival. The smallest starting to growl at her, its ash gray tail standing up behind it.

Allie gasps and smiles wide, gushing over them as she looks around the room. “Oh my god, you all look precious! I thought hellhounds would be scarier but you are all just so cute!” She says as she moves over to the empty pelt bed and sits at the edge of it, waving at the ash gray furred one to come closer. “I’m guessing you all have names, I promise I’m nice. I just wanted a familiar, it’s supposed to help with spells.”

“Well then ya cast the wrong spell!” The back left wall slides open slowly, revealing a much larger hellhound. Standing on her hind legs, and dressed in a pair of blue jean overalls and a buttoned up red dress shirt. “Ya signed yourself up for adoption.” The behemoth of a woman grins, as she walks over and kneels down across from Allie. Snapping at the growling grey hound and tisking. “Now Trixy, ah told ya just because ya’re little now don’t mean ya can go around scaring the new ones.”

Allie gasps at the sight of the new hellhound before paling slightly. “S-signed up for adoption… n-no I’m very sure I picked the right spell…” She mutters to herself, slowly trying to back away but she just ends up falling back into the bed. “I-I swear…”

“Nah dear, you cast the spell to create a new hellhound. Not to get one darlin, anyway all these ones are wayyyy to little still.” The massive woman reaches out and ruffles Allie’s hair gently, staying politely seated across from her. “Mah name is probably not somethin ya can understand as ya are now, but ya can call me Mah.” She grins wide, her maw drooling slightly. “And like ya said, these pups are precious… and ya will be a precious part of our family!”

Allie backs away more, breathing fast as she tries to wrap her mind around what is happening. “What but I…” she mutters as she looks up at Mah, eyes wide with fear. “What… what are you going to do to me?” She whispers before eyeing the other hellhounds

“Well ya are gonna go through a few changes, then once ya are done growin big and strong with me. Ah will find ya a very loving home with a witch who understands what spells she’s actually castin.” Mah gently snaps her fingers, and the collar attached to the wall behind Allie floats up and clips around the woman’s neck. 

Allie gasps as the iron clips around her neck, her hands grabbing at it as she tries to rip it off. “I-I but… but I was supposed to be the witch!” She shouts shakily, looking up at Mah confused as her cheeks flush. “I-i… I-i don’t know… I don’t know if I’ll be good enough.” She whispers.

“Oh no darlin, that spell only works for those who have the… let’s just call it gift.” Mah gently reaches out, pulling Allie up against her as if the girl is made of feathers. “Ya have to on some level desire a spell to work for it to start in the first place. Don’t worry pup, Mah’s got ya.” The hellhound lets out a loud rumbling growl, that for some reason sends a wave of warmth and comfort through Allie’s body.

Allie blushes brighter as she presses closer, entirely at Mah’s mercy as she is scooped up into her arms. The rumbling makes her sigh softly, starting to finally relax as it moves through her body. “I-I… I guess I just wanted… to feel safer…” She whispers softly, almost absentmindedly nuzzling closer to the source of the rumbling as it forces her to relax.

“Of course ya did Pup, that’s why all my girls show up here.” As Mah speaks Allie feels Mah’s fur brush up against her, her chest rumbling and spreading more and more warmth through her body. Her canines begin growing larger, and her teeth more pointed while a pressure starts to exude from her tail bone. “Ya didn’t want to own a hound, ya wanted ta be a hound. Protected, loved, cared for, and always willin to please your owner.”

Allie wiggles softly as she presses closer, blushing deeper as her body changes. Her mind lost in the feeling and constant waves of relaxation that ripple throughout her whole body, “o-owner… w-want to please owner…” She mumbles between her new teeth and changing tongue. Her slowly growing tail starting to happily wag behind her.

“Ah know ya do darlin, and ya will get one who will love every little part of ya.” Mah gently slides over Allie, pinning her down. She starts to gently lick the girl's cheek, watching as the sigils around Allie’s collar start to glow. Causing fur to start growing out from where they make contact, the girl's hands starting to turn slowly into paws, as her face elongates into a maw just like any other one of the hounds.

Allie pants softly as her new tongue lulls out of her mouth, new paws gently pressing against Mah’s chest. The new fur makes her mind melt as it slowly presses out of her skin, her thoughts slowing down as her muzzle slowly presses out. “M-Mah… what… I-I’m getting s-so h-hot…” She mutters softly as she arches back into Mah’s arms.

“Of course ya are, ya’re a hellhound now Pup. The nice collar around your neck is enchanting ya with the natural element of this plane, and it’s slowly transformin ya.” Mah’s claws slide down, gently gliding along Allie’s clothing, ripping it off before it can start pushing down on the transformation. “Just do what comes naturally, Mah is here for whatever her pups need.”

Allie gently presses closer to Mah, her new paws starting to rub up and down her chest as she slowly ruts her hips up and down. The more she changes the faster she ruts, panting harder and harder until she starts to softly howl desperately. “T-t-too… h-h-hot…” Are the last words she can mutter before they devolve into whines and howls.

“Alright dear, alright.” Mah gently slide’s Allie up to rest between her legs. Not taking off an ounce of her clothing. “Here you can rut right here until you feel satisfied. Alright darlin?”

Allie howls appreciatively as she ruts into Mah’s thigh, pressing her new muzzle into her neck as she whimpers become more and more dog-like. Her new fluffy white tail wagging harder and harder as each rut makes her go faster. Her slit starts to leak against Mah’s jeans as she howls louder.

“Awww ain’t ya just the cutest little thing.” Mah starts to gently lap at Allie’s cheek, no longer speaking in anything that can be seen as human, and instead her growls and rumbles seem to express the meaning without any actual words.

From behind her Allie can hear the ash gray hound’s growls once again. This time finding actual meaning behind them. “Pretty girl, I want her… I want to have her!” 

Allie whines and slowly turns back to look at the hound, face underneath the large amount of fur beat red as her whines and growls try to communicate back. “Want… want me? W-why?” Is all she can get out before she continues rutting into Mah, softly lapping at Mah’s face.

“Want to mate, want to bread, want to claim!” The ash grey hound pounds their paws down against the pelts. Their cock already dripping, letting out an impossible to ignore smell. “Pretty!”

“Well what do ya think little Pup? Are ya satisfied with just ruttin, or would ya like Trixy ta make ya feel good?” Mah gently takes Allie by the maw, forcing her to look the ash gray hound in the eyes. 

Allie’s nose twitches as she looks at Trixy, slowly pressing off of Mah and shakily padding over to them. After a moment of staring them in the eyes she slowly leans down towards their drooling cock, nose twitching more and more. “G-good… smell… s-so good…” She rumbles out, barely able to restrain herself as her new instincts press deeper into her mind.

Trixy stays perfectly still, twitching as they look up at Mah. Obviously waiting for her approval alongside Allie’s. 

“You may have her, for the night. Now ah know it’s cute when ya’ll bond, but if ya get too attached ah end up needin to find a witch that can handle the both of ya.” Mah laughs and brushes herself off, standing up and starting to casually watch the pair. 

The moment the verbal permission is given, Trixy pounces on top of Allie. Obviously excited to no longer be the smallest of the pack, positioning themself to pin down Allie’s forepaws, as they greedily slam their length into her slit. Paying no heed to the pain of the sudden stretching.

Allie howls happily and loudly as she is pounced on, eyes rolling back as she is ruthlessly fucked. Her hips start to rut back into Trixy, drool slowly dripping down her maw and onto the pelt as she goes limp in their grasp. “Need… please! More… need more!”

Trixy’s maw opens wide before leaning in and biting down on Allie’s shoulder right under where the collar ends, their teeth astoundingly not breaking through Allie’s newly grown fur and skin. Their hips continue to slam in and out, as they growl louder and louder. 

“Yup… gonna need ta find a real good witch for these two.” Mah rolls her eyes, groning and walking over to the now open passageway into the backroom to grab some more supplies for the pair.

Allie howls and ruts harder into Trixy, exposing more of her neck as her slit gets wetter and wetter. “Mate! Mate! Mate!” She whines over and over again, body entirely limp other than her quickly rutting hips. The absence of Mah going entirely unnoticed to her as she is lost in the need and pleasure bubbling in her body.

Trix slams in one last time, their knot swelling and keeping them trapped in place. Their teeth biting higher and higher, grinding down and squeezing Allie on all sides. They keep her entirely trapped within their embrace, refusing to let go in any way. “Mine~”

Allie lets out one big long howl as her slit squeezes down on Trixy’s knot, mind breaking into a million tiny prices each singing in ecstasy and pleasure. Each bite makes her spasm and lean deeper into her new mate, the constant squeezing and pressure making her rumble excitedly and subserviently. “Yours!”

After a minute Trixy starts to lick at the spots that they’d bitten. Flopping down onto their side and dragging Allie with them, guiding Allie’s eyes over to see Mah returning. The massive hound is carrying big fluffy pink blankets, a set of six different plushies, and several bones of different shapes and sizes. “So how’s Mah’s pups doin?”

“Gooooooood” Allie rumbles happily, still lazily rutting into Trixy’s knot as she looks up at all the goodies. “Blanket looks sooooooft… and cozy… like mate…” She rumbles out as she nuzzles into Trixy’s neck gently, her eyes still glazed and glassy as she has fully completed her transformation.

“Well ah’m glad ya bonded so quickly with Trixy, this is the first time they’ve not been aggressive with someone. So ah’m very happy this happened, even if it is a bit of a pain on ma end.” Mah gently leans down, placing the treats in front of the pair, before turning to the connection point between the wall and Allie’s leash. quickly unlatching it, and moving hers over onto Trixy’s bed. 

Trixy gently noses Allie, encouraging her to look at the treats that Mah has placed down for the pair. “I am aggressive when they seem mean! This one was nice! Now this one is Mine!” Each statement is a bark, as if screaming and howling is Trix’s natural state. 

Allie noses Trixy back before slowly reaching her maw out and investigating the treats. “They were cute… and I liked their fur color.” Allie softly growls out, much quieter as she reaches out and bundles them up in one of the pink blankets. “M-mah, why the treats? What are they for?” She whines out, looking up at her confused.

“Because ya are fully adjustin.” Mah gestures to the rest of the hellhounds, all of them are lying alongside a different colored blanket that’s half tucked under their pelts. “All Mah’s pups get a plushy to choose from, some bones to sharpen ya teeth on, and a special blanket made by me. It has your summoning circle on it, so when Mah finds a witch for you two it will glow and bring ya there!” She gently reaches down, running her paw up and down the back of Allie’s head.

Allie’s tail wags happily as she snuggles into the blanket and into Mah’s paw. “Alright Mah!” She barks happily before leaning down and gingerly picking up a husky plushie in her maw and nuzzling into it. She then leans down and picks up a bone, starting to gnaw on it between snuggling deeper into Trixy.

“That’s a good girl, Mah’s so proud of ya.” Mah leans in, kissing Allie on top of the head, before leaning over and kissing the top of Trixy’s as well. “And Ah’m proud of you too Trixy, ya finally found a plush ya liked.” She winks lightly before pulling back and walking back through the door. The wall sliding shut behind her, leaving space for another Hound to walk in the door for whenever the spell is next cast.