Statue Of Desire

Harry pulled up to his home with his Harley bike. He had just gotten back from his biker club. 

"Hello? Pet?" Harry called out into the house, looking for his long time girlfriend, Charlotte. "She must not be home yet"

He made his way into the living room where he spotted something different. It was a statue of a buxom woman, in a suggestive pose. He went up to it. "What the hell has that bitch bought now?" 

He picked it up, and as he brought it up so he was making eye contact with the statue's 'eyes', he felt it speak to him. Not with words, how would it? It had no mouth, nor lungs. The conversation happened within his mind

"Great another one. I was about to find another person to spread my gift to but it looks like someone found me first"

"How-" Harry begun to think

"Don't speak just yet. Just go to your bike, have a smoke and it will begin"

He tried not to go outside, terrified of what would happen, but he felt himself follow the instructions given to him by the statue. He tried to scream as he stepped outside, desperate to attract anyone who could help him but no noise came out.

He took out a smoke, put it into his mouth and took a drag. He felt himself shrink from an impressive 6"3 to a puny 5"3. Another one replaced his bald head with long blonde hair. Feminine face, tits, and finally a pussy all came with each inhalation.

Harriete finally ran out of cigarette to smoke, when the statue started to speak with her again.

"As you can see, you are becoming the object of your own desire. Your dream woman, that is my gift to you but is also your curse."

"What the fuck have you done to me? Why me?"

"Well, if you aren't happy with this, the next stage won't be much fun for you either"

"What the fuck does that mean?"

"Well, you called Charlotte a bitch and not to mention as your pet a lot. I figured that meant, well you'll see when you go to the bedroom"

Harriete found herself going to the bedroom, taking off her top (leaving her new tits on display in a cute bra) and trading her tight leather trousers for a short skirt. Her new look left little for the imagination, but when she saw the plastic bone on her bed her mind raced with potential.

"Right, let's go through some practise drills as these will become part of your new life. Present!"

At that command, Harriete got down on all fours with the bone in her mouth, and pulled aside her panties to allow easy entry to both her holes. 

"Speak!"

"What the fuck have you done to me? Why couldn't I speak-"

"Shut up. I meant for you to bark like the puppy you now are. Let's try again. Speak!"

"Fuck you"

"I was afraid I'd have to do this, but you'll be needing special training"

Suddenly she was on the floor of a strange room. Her hands and feet were bound with chains, keeping her on all fours. A collar had been put around her neck and as she tried to get up to look around, she got hit hard by something. When she finally looked up at who had hit her, she locked eyes with someone who looked a bit too familiar.

"Charlotte? What the fuck-" She was interrupted by another hit by the whip in her hand.

"Pets don't speak, Harriete" She replied with a smile in her voice. "You'll do well to remember that. All I want to hear from you are barks and whines and occasionally moans"

The truth was she was sick of Harry and his controlling behaviour. She had come home to an empty house, but Harry's bike was outside. She looked around the house and came across the statue and when it begun to speak to her and she took it's offer of revenge. 

"Now come over here, without standing up" She put special emphasis on that last part, for good reason.

Harriete slowly made her way over, still recovering from both the pain of the strikes and the humiliation that came with it.

"Good girl. Now jump up here" She said pointing to a table. Harriete initially struggled by eventually managed to get herself onto it. They sat there for a few minutes as Charlotte stroked Harriete like she was an actual dog, and Harriete oddly enjoyed it. She was starting to enjoy the submission when Charlotte got up.

"Wait here for me. Close your eyes and wait for your surprise" She said as she left the room.

Harriete followed instructions as she plunged herself into darkness and was shaking in anticipation until she heard that command.

"Present!"

She turned away from the source of the noise, and presented her ass to her ex girlfriend who came back into the room wearing a strap on dildo.

"Beg!" She said as she made her to her face, slapping her with the dildo a few times just to hammer home what was happening to her.

The best thing Harriete could think to do was bark at it with excitement as she wiggled her hips a bit. That eventually turned into whines.

"Good girl, now then lets begin"