“I’m just worried,” Laurie’s voice quivered from her place on the floor. Her small frame looked like it should have been weighed down by the solid stainless-steel collar around her neck and the matching ankle and wrist cuffs. She seemed to be unbothered by the restraints, as much as she was unbothered by her not wearing anything else.

“That’s why we’re doing this Laurie,” Christine answered with some frustration.

“I know that’s why, but I just … I don’t want to hurt you,” Laurie looked away.

“Don’t look away from me. Eyes on!” Christine commanded. Laurie immediately shot her eyes into Christine’s. Even if she weren’t currently kneeling on the floor she was dwarfed by her girlfriend. Laurie was small and Christine was on the larger side. She looked particularly intimidating today. She had on a simple white dress paired with a brown leather corset, which amplified her already well-endowed bosom. “Beg!” Christine commanded again. Quickly Laurie moved into a begging pose. Her hands drooped from her arms which were deliberately squeezing her breasts. It was capped off by Laurie holding her mouth open and drooping her tongue. “Are you trying to say you don’t belong to me?” Christine asked while Laurie was obediently striking her humiliating pose.

“I’m not saying that Alpha,” Laurie didn’t move from her pose as she said this and she said it with deadly seriousness.

“Then what are you worried about?”

“What do you mean!?” Laurie raised her voice. Christine gave a stern look. “I’m sorry Alpha. I know I'm not supposed to raise my voice at you.”

“Kennel now!”

“Alpha I’m serious I …”

“You can keep talking in your kennel.” Christine said firmly. Laurie quickly moved to a large steel kennel. Most of the space in the kennel was taken up by how thick and heavy the steel that made it was. Still, it was big enough for Laurie to almost be able to stand up in it. She Crawled into the steel contraption and shut the gate behind her. Closing the latch and locking it from the inside, trapping her in there. “The restraints too.” Christine said flatly.

“Yes Alpha,” Laurie said quickly and just as quickly moved to complete the command. She attached two short chains to her ankle cuffs with locks and another one to her collar. Finally, she attached her two wrist cuffs together behind her back. “I need you help alpha,” Laurie said with a quiver. Christine moved to finish securing Laurie by taking her bound wrist cuffs and attaching them to the top of the kennel. The finished product was an almost immobile Laurie left in a deliberately revealing position. Her legs were spread open thanks to the short length of her ankle chains on either side of the kennel. Her head was forced into the ground because of the short chain at the front of the kennel, and at the same time she was hoisted up thanks to the chain on her wrists.

“Now, do you still think I can’t handle you?” Christine said smugly looking down on Laurie displaying herself.

“I never questioned that Alpha,” Laurie said with obvious humility.

“And even from down there you still worry?” Christine sighed still sensing the worry in Laurie.

“Alpha, I won’t be myself. I can’t control myself, my urges. All this …” she wiggled in her tight restraints to illustrate what she was talking about. “Isn’t going to hold me.”

“I don’t need it to hold you,” Christine said confidently.

“But …” Laurie tried to interject but was cut off.

“We aren’t doing all of this for the physical restraints. I know those won’t hold,” Christine explained. “Even though they do make you look absolutely beautiful.” Laurie subtly blushed though it was difficult to tell from her position. “I know you won’t hurt me.”

“Alpha …”

“Exactly I am your alpha. Now and forever. If there’s any part of you left, I know you won’t hurt me.”

“I wish I was as confident as you Alpha,” Laurie said despondently. Christine knelt down and gently pet Laurie on her head through the steel bars of the kennel.

“It will be ok I promise,” Christine said sweetly.

“I’m worried,” Laurie sniffled. “I jusr don’t want to hurt you.”

“Worrying isn’t your job; it’s your Alpha’s job.”

“Alpha,” Laurie sniffled again. “I just want you to take this seriously.”

“I am taking it seriously,” Christine said slowly. “We’ll get through this.” There was a silence for a moment before Christine stood up. “Stay there and think about it,” she said as she left the room. “I’ll let you out to eat dinner after I get done.” Laurie looked over as best she could to watch Christine cook.

The worry in Laruie's chest was still burning as Christine casually made herself some dinner. From her position it just seemed like she wasn’t taking this seriously. There was no way Christine could know the extent of what was going to happen. She didn’t have to live with this curse for her whole life. Laurie has had her life ruined several times over by this. If she hurt Christine, it would be the worst life ruining event by far.

She shuffled in her tight restraints. These restraints, this whole dominant submissive thing, was Christine’s idea. At first Laurie scoffed at the idea, but it had grown on her since they started. What had started as just a theory to stop what was coming, had at some point evolved into a far more fulfilling relationship. Laurie had never been closer to anyone than she had been to Christine, and it had been thanks to this dynamic between the two. If nothing else about this worked, she was well and truly property of her Alpha, and she found content in that.

Christine sat down at the table with a simple chicken meal. It was tradition that Laurie didn’t eat until Christine was done eating, and she never ate at the table. Though Christine tried to maintain her alpha like disinterest in Laurie as she ate, Laurie could always catch her quick glances over to her. The only reason this was all real was because Christine cared, even if she purposefully didn’t show it. To Christine, Laurie was a prize. She was a delicate, beautiful, pet that she was proud to have as much of a command over as she did. On the surface it was a cruel form of affection, but Christine and Laurie both felt the deep connection it gave them.

When Christine was done eating, she calmly stood up and marched to Laurie’s kennel. She silently got to work undoing the numerous restraints keeping Laurie still. Laurie crawled out of the kennel and was greeted with a plate of food. A hearty chunk of chicken breast with some baked vegetables.

“You probably need to eat up,” Christine more asked than commanded. “I imagine that the transformation takes a lot of energy.”

“You probably want me to be tired,” Laurie countered.

“Eat,” the questioning tone in Christine’s voice was gone, this was a command. Laurie of course obeyed. She took the plate over to a small coffee table in the living room. She wasn’t allowed to eat at the table, but she still needed a surface to eat effectively. The coffee table was a nice middle ground.

Christine sat behind Laurie as she ate and gently petted her head. Laurie thought about saying something, but she stopped. In all likelihood, this could be the last night the two spent together. She didn’t want to spend it arguing about what might happen later that night. She’d rather spend it with her alpha. So, she let go, and enjoyed the time that was left.

*****

Christine was struggling to stand, but she knew she had to. Standing across from her was, at one point, Laurie, though now she was a stark contrast to her earlier small self. The night was dark, but the moon was full and bright. The moonlight shone through the living room window giving Christine a full view of Laurie as she was now.

Standing before her was a tall, vaguely dog, and vaguely human shaped creature. It towered over Christine even though it was slightly hunched over. It’s long arms dangled low as it hunched. It was clear that, if it wanted, the creature could go to all fours and be able to run effectively as well, but it preferred staying on two legs. Laurie’s human traits were still there in the beast underneath the short light brown coat of fur. There was a familiar human-like shape to the werewolf’s body. It curved at the hips and had the remnants of Laurie’s bosom, and the fur at the top of her head was more accurately described as hair and lloked almost exactly like Laurie’s hair.

Christine thought the transformation would take time, but when the time came it was remarkably quick. She thought there would groans of pain and the snapping of bones, but it was silent. Before she knew it, her girlfriend had transformed into the monster standing before her. But was it really a monster? Despite the change in from, that was still Laurie standing in front of Christine. She knew for sure because she was still alive. She knew that at any moment Laurie could shred her in an instant. No shredding was occurring right now, though.

The two were staring at each other. A tense silence of anticipation filled the room. Laurie’s eyes were still her own even as they peered out of her werewolf body. They were the same, but different. Normally, when Laurie looked at Christine, it was a meek and submissive look. Now they were still submissive, but they were strong, they were challenging.

Christine knew that this was the moment. She knew that the months of building a dominant submissive relationship with Laurie had paid off. Even as a werewolf, Laurie still recognized Christine as her alpha. She was challenging her though, and if Christine backed down, she would probably be mauled to death. She didn’t back down; she stood tall and met Laurie’s gaze. Laurie shuffled back slightly and Christine matched the movement. Laurie then took a few slow steps forward and Christine stood still, until she could fell the deep breathes of the werewolf blowing on her face. When Laurie backed down Christine closed the gap and when Laurie removed up Christine didn't concede ground.

“You won’t hurt me,” Christine said calmly, but loudly. Laurie huffed in response. “You. Will. Not. Harm. Me!” Christine repeated more seriously. Laurie took a sudden step back. Christine matched the step remaining close to the deadly beast.

“I know you’re still Laurie,” Christine said. “And Laurie would never want to hurt me.” Christine slowly put her hand on Laurie’s tummy. Laurie quickly looked down and then back up at Christine, the challenge in her gaze returned. Christine met the challenge. She gave Laurie a stern, steely, gaze and kept her hand where it was. After a moment, when Laurie's gaze faltered, Christine began gently petting Laurie.

Laurie visibly relaxed as her tummy was pet, the tension in the air, and in Laurie finally fell. After a few minutes of tummy petting, Laurie fell onto all fours, and Christine moved to petting her head.

“You’re beautiful you know,” Christine said as she kept petting. “You’re so fierce and strong. I can feel it in your body, you could tear me open in a moment,” Laurie subtly glanced at Christine. “To know that, and to know that despite that you are still mine, is an intoxicating feeling.” Laurie huffed with a slight bark. “Hush!” Christine commanded and Laurie obeyed. After a moment Laurie sat down on her haunches and Christine stopped petting her. Luarie's eyes were decidedly different. She was challenging anymore; she wasn’t poised for attack. She was relaxed and at peace.

“Are we good?” Christine also softened her gaze and energy. Laurie gave a small bark. With an exhale or relief Christine fell into the couch. Laurie gently laid down on the floor at her feet. Laurie was large enough that Christine could effectively use her as a foot stool. Laurie didn’t seem to mind as she did this.

“This is such a different side to you,” Christine mused tiredly. Laurie’s head rose curiously. “So strong and independent. I like it.” Laurie's head fell back between her arms on the floor. “I could do without almost killing me though.” Lauri barked slightly.

The two sat there for a while. Christine started to nod off; it was late into the night after all. Laurie stood up onto two legs when she felt Christine nodding off.

“What?” Christine jolted awake. Laurie looked into Christine’s eyes. It wasn’t a challenge but it was something like an exasperated sigh. She slowly walked to the door, looking at it and back to Christine. Christine made her way to the door, stopping before putting her hand on the handle.

“Do not hurt anyone,” she said suddenly stern. Laurie’s eyes flashed with understanding. “And be back before the sun comes up. You don’t need to be stuck human and naked in the middle of the woods.” Again, Laurie’s eyes shone with understanding. “You are still Laurie. Do what Laurie would do. Be safe. I love you.” Christine opened the door and Laurie bounded out of it. Laurie expelled a ton of pent-up energy by running at breakneck pace around the woods that surrounded their house. Christine smiled as she heard a loud howl in the night. She shut the door and returned to the couch. With the confidence that Laurie wouldn’t disobey her Alpha Christine drifted off into a light sleep, waiting for the sound of Laurie’s return.

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