Redo Of A Lustful Wizard

My first day as a pimp

After a night of observations and experiments with the test subjects, I pretty much had an abundance recipes for my little business. All that was needed was the production part.

It was a pretty delicate process so it had to be done by hand. I had Julio assist me which resulted in me finding out the talent he had for alchemy.

Apparently he had worked as a bartender at his town's tavern. It seems all the performers who would visit the tavern contributed to his yearnings growing up as well.

In any case, I could leave the potion brewing to his care while I proceeded with an experiment I had been preparing for.

I called over the hounds, Mutt and Rooster. They now resembled hybrid men. With their wild unkempt hair and quadrapedal form, they had taken on quite an animalistic appearance.

Buck stood by me to witness the event. Seeing as he was their primary caretaker, he seemed to want to make sure that they would be fine.

And so I began the ritual. Taking out the werewolf head from before I channeled the curse of the Witch next to the sigil of the hounds I had assigned them.

Playing around with the two aspects I fused them together, then pulled them apart. That is to say the curse that was placed on them.

"H-hey their turning back to normal!" [Buck]

From his point of view the hounds were apparently retracting their fur, their skin regaining it's smoothness and limbs shifting back to something more bipedal.

They started coughing for a bit, wondering if their speech had returned I asked them how they were feeling.

"*cough* *cough*....Wh-..what the...." [Mutt]

"W-we're back? *cough*...we're back!! " [Rooster]

Their recovery was faster then I expected, even they seemed pretty in shock being able to speak again.

"Well fuck, are they back to normal now? By that I mean physically" [Buck]

"Not quite"

I raised my hand up, stimulating their sigils with my mana. Their eyes turned a shade of orange and the moment I whistled with my two fingers they started shaking.

In just a few seconds a thick puff of fur grew out of their skin, far more in volume compared to before the ritual. Their ears became pointy, nails got sharper and jaws became more canine like.

"....werewolves?" [Buck]

"Close, weredogs"

After the transformation the hounds were actually quite docile though they were breathing heavily from their mouths. They looked dumbfounded for a while until they gazed over and slowly began to approach Buck.

"Uhhh.....Boss??" [Buck]

It looked like they were about to tackle him, probably due to them entering heat in their new form. I wanted to just watch where this would go but I figured we had a lot of things to do for now.

I grabbed a silver spoon from a nearby table and liquefied it to give it a new form. Transmuting it into a whistle I enchanted it with the sigil of the hounds.

"Here, catch!"

As I threw over the whistle to Buck's hands, he was consecutively tackled to the ground. Seemingly eager to mate with him they began pulling off his clothes when Buck struggled to put the whistle into his mouth.

Before the heated hounds could go any further Buck blew into the whistle, stopping them in their tracks as they quickly reverted back.

Their bodies laid on top of Buck, who let out a sigh of relief.