Offline Meeting

You had met Tim online, you didn't remember how exactly. A game you played together? A common acquaintance? Of course, you didn't know him as Tim, back then, only as a username and written text, but before you knew it, he was a constant presence in your life. You shared many of the same interests, so you started talking more and more. Soon, you were playing games together and, of course, using voice chat. And once you started doing that, it seemed all too natural to keep talking all the time. He was there for your joys and your sorrows. When you got a promotion, when your girlfriend left you, when you got let go from your position... And when you found a new job in the city he lived in, it seemed all too natural to accept his offer to be roommates.

You didn't know if Tim was surprised when he saw you, but you certainly were. You hadn't expected him to be a dog person. Not a person who had a dog, but a person who was one. That sort of thing was common in your new city, it seemed. But, for all your surprise, the moment Tim spoke, you recognized his voice. You recognize him! He helped you move in and, soon, living with him felt natural. He was kind, attentive, funny and a great cook! It wasn't long before you found yourself looking forward to seeing him every day. And as you tried to find a new woman to date, hoping to get yourself a girlfriend, never managing to go further than a date or two before finding that you weren't interested, you increasingly started to realize that the problem was that they weren't Tim.

Your new realization was freeing, in a way, but brought with it entirely new problems. Simply, you were not into men, nor dog people and you were pretty sure that Tim wasn't into human men either. Of course, you could simply accept that you would stay celibate and enjoy your time with Tim as best you could or you could get away from him and forget him enough to start dating properly again or, possibly, there were other options, but not felt great, none felt like what you wanted. You wanted what you had, but you wanted more, too, and, you knew, that you couldn't have that as things were. Something had to change. Someone. You. You knew what could be done, what needed to be done, and you couldn't ask Tim to sacrifice so much. And a sacrifice had to be made here, this wouldn't be the kind of happiness you could get without losing much in turn. The question was, then, whether you felt it was worth it.

It took you a long time for you to think about it thoroughly, to make your decision and to build your resolve, but eventually, you did. You went to Tim and poured everything out, how you were feeling about him, the decision you made and how you hoped to be to each other afterwards. It was intense and powerful and it was a lot, but it needed to be said. It was a lot to take in, too, and you could certainly see that Tim was stunned, but before you added that you understood that he would need some time before making a decision, he cut you off to agree. He said that he'd been the same thing, he listed things he liked about you, so many things which you never truly saw, others that you thought were flaws, but that he admired strongly, and that he had harbored the small hope that you might feel as you were now, that you might choose as you did. He couldn't make promises about how good you would be together afterwards, but he promised to support you through the process and to make his best effort afterwards. And that was all that you could ask for.

With the decision made, you wasted very little time before starting on the process. Tim was there, with you, of course, though there was little to show for it at first. It would take time for the results to appear fully, they said, but already believed that you could feel a change in yourself. But maybe it was only your imagination. Still, the process had begun and wouldn't be stopped now. And Tim had been truthful about his support for you. He shared your excitement when you started growing fur, a brown and white pattern, just like his, comforted you through the frequent discomfort caused by your changing body, looked eagerly when you proudly showed him your developing breasts and so much more. As, every day, your body shifted more to becoming a dog woman's, your feeling for Tim grew stronger. You were starting to feel attracted to him and, yes, to love him, more and more. It was strange, at first, to find yourself starting to be attracted to someone you had no interest in, at least in that way, but it also felt really good, especially as Tim seemed to start to feel the same way the more you changed, the closer you came to being compatible with him.

It wasn't clear when, exactly, going out with Tim turned from simply enjoying time with a good friend to actual dating. And maybe it didn't matter. After all, much of your relationship was just as it had always been, except with the growing spice of mutual attraction. Spice that soon grew to more than simply spice as you couldn't hold yourselves back anymore. Not that you truly wanted to. You were still only halfway through your change when you shared your first kiss, tender and hesitant. Your fur had only just finished covering your still growing breasts when you first felt Tim's tongue on them and your cock hadn't yet finished disappearing inside of you when you first tasted Tim's. But none of that compared to when you finally gained your pussy and you howled in pleasure as Tim filled you for the first time.

Of course, once you had finished changing, it took you no time at all to become official boyfriend and girlfriend, not that it really needed to be made official as everyone around you could easily tell how much the two of you were in love with each other. Within the year, Tim had proposed and, while you hadn't expected it, you weren't surprised. You said yes, of course. The ceremony soon followed, with both of your families invited, and any doubts your own still had about your path were dispelled when they saw how you and Time were together. That was the third happiest day of your life. The second had been when you had finally completed your transformation and the first was soon to come. It was, perhaps, inevitable, considering that you and Tim had been having sex daily and more than daily. He, too, was overjoyed when he found out. And as your body began to change again, for the second time, not once did you feel his love and attraction to you diminish. Soon, you would be giving birth to your first child and you were already looking forward to sharing this new phase of your life with your wonderful husband.