I’M BACK! get the ref hehe? Anywayyyy
I’d love a smut of Megan being a dog and then when reader comes home crying from her boyfriend breaking up with her, she stares into the night wishing for someone to love her forever. Megan turns into a human but she’s super lovey dovey with reader. And then reader teaches Megan how to “do it without being a boy” 😀
Pairings: Dog!Dom!Megan x Sub!Fem!reader, slight angst & fingering
Word count: 2,419! (This took me 5 hrs & the longest fanfic i've wrote yet)
a/n: i just checked my inbox and forgot that some people actually requested me fanfics. OHMYDAYS IM SO SORRY. Btw 2nd time making smut, still kinda nervous since i don't know how to explain shit BUT IT WAS A GOOD TIMING since i'm being freaky about megan lately🤤 so enjoy! Also, i changed the plot for a bit since i was rushing🥹
It was a Saturday night; usually you would come home carrying lots of gifts that contained clothes or jewelry that your boyfriend bought just for you. Well, as a sorry gift for not always spending time with you.
Ever since you and your boyfriend got together, he slowly changed.
Whenever you wanted to invite or ask him to come over and spend your time together doing lovey-dovey stuff, he would quickly decline and say, "I'm busy with work," as an excuse.
You were upset, of course. I mean, who wouldn't? But since you're the good girlfriend, like how you always are, you tried to understand him and have patience even though you wanted to spend time with him so badly.
That Saturday, you decided to plan a surprise visit for him. You even stopped by a café to buy his favorite drink and snack.
When you arrived at his apartment, you noticed that the door was slightly open just as you were about to knock. You paused, confused about why it was unlocked in the first place. Maybe he had forgotten to close or lock it. After a moment of hesitation, you decided to step inside anyway.
As you walked in, your eyes immediately drifted to the living room—and that’s when you saw him. Your boyfriend was sitting on the couch, making out with another girl.
Your whole body went still at the sight. Your hands began to shake, and the food and drinks you bought for him slipped from your grip, falling to the floor with a soft thud. You could already feel your eyes burning as tears threatened to spill. Your throat went dry, and no words came out.
You didn’t shout. You didn’t argue.
Instead, you quietly turned around and walked out the door, leaving everything behind.
When you finally made it back to your apartment, the silence felt almost overwhelming. The moment the door closed behind you, the weight of everything that had just happened crashed down on your shoulders. Your feet moved almost automatically toward the couch, and you sank into it, feeling completely drained.
For a few seconds, you just sat there, staring blankly at the floor.
Then your composure finally broke.
Your eyes burned as tears slowly spilled over, rolling down your cheeks one after another. You tried to hold them back, but it was useless.
Your chest tightened, and quiet sobs escaped your lips as the reality of what you had seen replayed again and again in your mind.
On the carpet nearby, your puppy had been peacefully lying down. But the sound of your crying caught her attention. Her ears twitched, and she slowly lifted her head. After a moment, she stood up on her small paws and jumped onto the couch beside you.
She didn’t make a sound. She simply sat there, staring at you with curious, gentle eyes.
You lifted your head slightly and looked to your side. Seeing her there somehow eased the tight feeling in your chest, even if just a little. Megan had always been there during your worst days—quietly keeping you company when you felt alone.
Your hands slowly reached out toward her. Carefully, you picked her up and placed her on your lap. Almost immediately, she curled up comfortably, her warm body pressing against you.
“Megan…” you whispered softly, your voice shaky from crying.
Your fingers moved through her soft fur as you absentmindedly stroked her back. The steady sound of her soft whime filled the quiet apartment, calming your racing thoughts little by little. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself as the tears gradually slowed.
Even though the pain in your chest was still there, holding Megan in your arms made the apartment feel a little less lonely.
You continued gently stroking Megan’s soft fur, focusing on the quiet sound of her soft whining as it slowly calmed your racing thoughts. Your breathing gradually steadied, though your eyes were still red and swollen from crying.
“Megan…” you whispered again, your voice weak.
For a moment, everything felt quiet.
Then the small little happy noise suddenly stopped.
You frowned slightly and looked down at the dog resting on your lap. Before you could even think about it, a faint glow began to surround her small body.
Your eyes widened in confusion as the familiar weight on your lap began to shift.
The big figure slowly began to change.
Your hands instinctively pulled back as the soft fur seemed to disappear, the shape growing larger right before your eyes. Within seconds, the puppy that had been resting on your lap was gone.
Instead, a girl was sitting there.
Your breath caught in your throat.
Long, straight dark hair fell over her shoulders, reaching down past her waist, with faint lighter streaks catching the light. Her bangs framed her face softly, and her features were delicate yet striking. She blinked a few times, adjusting as if waking up from a long sleep.
Her eyes slowly lifted to meet yours—warm and familiar.
The same eyes Megan had always looked at you with.
You stared at her, completely frozen.
“M… Megan?” you whispered, your voice shaky.
The girl tilted her head slightly before giving you a small, reassuring smile.
“Yeah,” she said gently. “It’s me.”
She noticed the tear stains on your cheeks and the redness in your eyes. Her expression softened immediately.
“You’ve been crying,” she said quietly, her voice filled with concern.
Before you could say anything, she carefully reached out and placed her hand over yours, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“I couldn’t just sit there and watch you be sad anymore.”
You and Megan stayed close on the couch, the silence stretching between you but not uncomfortable. Her warmth pressed lightly against you, and the subtle brush of her hair against your face made your heart race faster than you wanted to admit.
You swallowed hard, trying to steady your breathing, but every time you looked into her eyes, it felt impossible. They were so soft, so familiar, and yet now they carried something more—something that made your chest ache and your stomach flutter.
“I… I don’t know what to say,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.
Megan tilted her head slightly, a teasing smile tugging at her lips. “You don’t have to say anything,” she murmured. Her hand moved just enough to cup your cheek gently. The touch was feather-light, but it made your knees feel weak.
Your fingers twitched, unsure whether to stay where they were or move to hers. You felt the tiny pulse of her heartbeat under your hand, and it drew you in closer without you even realizing it.
Her eyes lowered to your lips for just a heartbeat before meeting yours again. Your breath hitched. The moment stretched, taut and electric, like the entire world had narrowed down to the space between you two.
“I… I don’t know if this is okay,” you admitted softly, though a part of you already knew the answer.
Megan leaned closer, her forehead brushing against yours. “It’s okay,” she whispered, her breath warm against your lips. “I’m right here.”
Your heart pounded so loudly it felt like she could hear it.
Slowly, almost hesitantly, your lips met hers in a soft, tentative kiss. It wasn’t rushed. It was gentle, full of the weight of everything that had happened—the heartbreak, the comfort, the trust, and the spark that had always been there between you.
Her hand cupped your cheek again as she deepened the kiss slightly, and you instinctively leaned closer, wrapping your arms around her. Time seemed to slow. Everything outside the apartment, everything that had hurt you earlier, faded away.
When you finally pulled back just a fraction, your foreheads rested together, your breaths mingling. Her eyes sparkled, playful and warm at the same time.
“See?” she murmured. “I told you… it was okay.”
You let out a shaky laugh, your chest still racing. Somehow, in the middle of all the chaos of the day, everything felt… right.
You stayed on the couch, heart hammering, your chest rising and falling faster than normal. Megan’s warmth pressed lightly against you, her hand still in yours, and the way she looked at you—soft, yet full of something new—made your stomach twist.
“I… I want to go further than this,” she whispered, her voice low but steady, eyes fixed on yours. “I want… more than just kissing. I want you to… teach me.”
You froze, blinking at her in disbelief. “Teach you?” you repeated, unsure if you’d heard correctly. “Megan… you were literally my dog a few minutes ago.”
She let out a small, nervous laugh, her cheeks warming slightly. “I know… I’m inexperienced,” she admitted, her gaze dropping to your lips for just a moment before returning to meet your eyes. “But I want to… learn. With you. I want you to guide me.”
Your hands trembled slightly, still holding hers. The combination of her boldness and vulnerability made your heart race uncontrollably. You swallowed hard, trying to steady your voice.
“I… I don’t know if I should—” you began, hesitant, your mind still reeling.
Megan leaned closer, her forehead brushing yours, her eyes pleading yet mischievous. “Please… I trust you. I just… I want to feel closer to you. Let me follow your lead.”
Your breath hitched, caught between nerves, disbelief, and the undeniable pull of her presence. Her warmth, her gaze, her bold words—all of it was drawing you in, teasing and electrifying every nerve in your body.
The room felt smaller, tighter, just the two of you, hearts racing, each second stretching longer than the last.
You found yourself lying on the couch naked as Megan stared at you with her eyes filled with hunger. She leaned in underneath you. Without a second thought, she quickly wrapped one of your hardened nipples inside her mouth while she used her fingers to play and rub your other nipple, which made you shiver, causing you to let out a loud moan. "Just like that, Megan... Oh, fuck-"
That sound was already a confirmation that you liked what megan was doing. It was already enough to drive Megan crazy and wants to rile you up further.
After a few minutes of Megan giving your nipples some attention, she quickly wanted to learn how to pleasure you down there.
You grabbed her right hand and guided her to your core. Your slick folds were already wet as fuck, you could already see Megan drooling as she stared at your cunt with that same hunger-filled eyes.
"You slowly put your fingers inside okay?" You murmured softly as you teached her. Megan was indeed listening, her mind taking notes as you instructed the things she will do.
She lined up her middle and ring finger towards your cunt as she slowly pushes it in making you tremble slightly "Keep going Megan.." you murmured weakly with a small moan
Now her two fingers were deep inside your pussy, Megan's face was already giving that celebrating look as she felt how tight you were around her fingers. "You feel so perfect... Y/N. So warm inside," Megan mumbled softly. After a few seconds, you started speaking. "Now, start to draw half your fingers out and then push back in, just do it on repeat." You instructed as Megan nodded and started to move her fingers like you told her to.
She pulls half of her fingers out and inserts them back in with a force that makes your hips instinctively buckle upwards as you moan. "Like this? Am I doing it right?" She was slightly worried if she made a mistake because of how you reacted; it was new to her to say the least. "Oh yes, you're already doing so well for me baby." You whispered, your voice already going hoarse.
That confirmation alone removed the hesitation Megan had and was now replaced with starved hunger as she started to pick up the pace of her fingers.
A mischievous idea slowly crept inside Megan's mind. She quickly draws another finger inside your pussy which you feel an ache, but it's that addicting ache that pleasures you.
You moaned her name so loudly that you could receive noise complaints tomorrow from your next-door neighbors, but that isn't the case right now. Megan was making you feel things that your boyfriend hasn't done before. It felt like you were in heaven as her finger kept hitting your g-spot.
"F-Fuck.! Megan! Please." Megan looked at your messy, drooling, flushed out face and leaned in to capture your lips in an intense kiss before pulling back again. "Please what, baby? Tell me what you want." She pleaded, and you answered back quickly. "Please finger me faster puppy. M'Going to cum," You begged frantically as you were already feeling right on the edge.
"Okay, I'll give you what you want," as she fastens her pace much faster than before, hitting that spot harsher as her lips find yours again and seals it with a sloppy kiss where your tongues entangled tasting each other's saliva as she tried to swallow down your sounds.
You finally came with a shuddering moan as your back arched off. You also felt yourself pulsing around her fingers.
Your chest was heaving quickly, you could even hear your own heartbeat beating so quickly from your rapid breathing.
She finally pulled her fingers out as you whined at the loss of contact. She takes her fingers inside her mouth and sucks and swirls around it, milking every drop around her fingers.
She let out a pop sound as she took it out of her mouth. "You taste very good."
You let out a chuckle, finding her whole self so adorable.
You pulled her towards you again and kissed her, but it was softer this time. You and her kissed for a few minutes before pulling back, both your faces flushed from how long you guys had been kissing and both of your chests heaving again.
Then, she asked softly, "Did I do good?" She tilted her head slightly, wanting to hear your answer.
You giggled. "You did more than good, Megan, now come here and cuddle with me." Megan grinned hearing your answer and quickly launched herself, nuzzling around you like the typical clingy puppy she is.
"I hope you know that I'm not done teaching you yet, right?" You teased, making Megan look up at you.
"Then let's go for round 2."
