The night time silence of the castle kennel is interrupted by a sudden, blinding flash of light. And from it magically steps a feminine figure dressed in majestic arch-magus robes. As the light of the spell fades, the only thing that illuminates her is the dim torch of the chamber. Still, the violet purple of its fabric and pleasing lavender scent she emits stands in dramatic contrast to the dilapidated stone floor, rusted iron bars, and putrid scent of the kennel.

The dogs themselves notice her arrival immediately. From all sides, freshly awoken mutts start barking and growling, spooked by the uncanny magicks that she'd used for her grand entrance.

Her breath catches in her throat. That raw scent. The baying sound of dangerous hounds. The danger of it all. That was why the thought of coming here is so thrilling for her.

With a word, her hood falls backwards, revealing a young woman. Far too young to have such powerful magics at her disposal. To teleport at will could only be the work of a spell caster of great power.

More then that, it reveals the peculiarities of her ears. Besides her human ones, there is a second, canine set emerging up from the top of her head. A close examination would notice her cute, button nose and the hint of paws on her palm. Vestigial traits all the Canania race share.

With a second word, her extravagant flowing robes start to remove themselves from her figure. Invisible openings appear in the seams, allowing the magus to step out. Suddenly, she was as naked as the day she was born. In the process she also reveals the big, bushy tail that she'd been hiding beneath her robes. Her pristine clothes fall to the dirty stone floor, covering them with filth in the process. Not that it matters to her. With the simplest of spells, she could have them spotless once more.

However, there remains one final step in her peculiar transformation. She issues one final word, and this time something hard and leather flies out from a nearby shelf and lands daintily in her pants. A coarse red leather bitch collar, the like worn by every female in the kennel. As she slips it around her neck, her little tail starts to wag.

She's finally where she belongs.

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For this RP, you would be playing a young and talented female mage from a species that's this setting's canine equivalent of Nekos/Catgirls.

The setting is a quasi-medieval fantasy, where power kings and knights rely on the advise and power of mighty archmagus' for the sake of their power, prestige, and lifestyles. All of those who have the rare gift for magic hope to be honored with that highest of titles. However, it normally takes years of study.

Yet, in an incredibly short span of time, you've emerged as the youngest recognized archmagus on the continent, through hard work and natural genius. The gossip is all the stronger because you did it despite being a Caninus/Caninia. Dog folk. It's a race long seen as simple minded, obedient folk better suited to a servant or peasant's role in society.

Despite that, you are now celebrated for your intellect and allowed in the highest rungs of society, a personal advisor and Magus to an important king. Why wouldn't you have developed a bit of an ego? There were so many fools at the magic academies who taunted you saying that you belonged in a dog house, not in the classroom. You'd always ignored them, reminding yourself that they probably couldn't even cast a cantrip.

Yet, was about to conspire to prove them right. Soon you'd fall victim to the lure of fantasies centered around the castle kennel, a place where no respectable lady of your talents would spend her hours.

From here, there are two essential directions the story can go, depending on your taste for the all-important (to this premise, at least) kink of bestiality.

Either:

• You find yourself drawn inexplicably to the figure of the castle's Kennel Master. A boorish, uneducated drunk who would never be invited to a royal party. He's just off hunting, or spending time with the dogs, or drinking himself into a stupor. Dull company for any woman of status and learning.Yet, he seems to see something else in you that no one else does. He knows all of the small tells in behavior. You might be a prideful little thing, but all it would take is a firm hand to reveal the "good girl" that you've been holding back. Hell, he's trained more unruly bitches then you. Those girls actually bite. Of course, the first time he suggested that fact to you, in public no less, you took it as a grave offense. Perhaps you even got him punished for it.Once you were alone though, you were left with the thoughts that he'd given you. Could he really train you like an animal? Surely you were far too intelligent and noble for such a thing, right? And would it actually be strangely hot if he could?Using your vast powers, you got in touch with the course lout. You'd be willing to test his theory, for the sake of proving him wrong. However, you'd only do it in the kennel, late at night and far away from the prying eyes of those who might mock you. Furthermore, you had spells to cast that would ensure that he didn't tell another soul about this. Not a soul.

Or instead, if you're feeling more adventurous...

• A curious racial trait of Caninus/Caninia is the way they breed. With humans or other dog folk, they breed true. However, their canine ancestry gives them a special affinity which included the ability to communicate...and susceptibility to their unique charms. A child born of Dog and Dog Folk is simply a dog. And to unprotected nostrils of the dog folks, the pheromones of their four legged cousins are like an addictive drug.Of course, you'd heard the stories. Caninia who'd ran off with a mutt and came back with a litter of puppies. The rare horror stories about those who got so lost in the pleasant animal haze that they lost all of their pride and intellect. Those who'd gone "bestial".Maybe you'd always found the idea frightening...developing a lifelong aversion to actual dogs? Why would you risk everything you'd worked for by being in their presence? Maybe you found the very idea of coupling with a beast a joke? A LESSER Canina might succumb to such things, but you were a GENIUS. Maybe you saw it as a black mark validating the low regard your kind holds. Or Maybe you just never thought about it at all?All that changed when you met The Alpha of the castle. The big, black hound that ruled the other dogs of the kennel as it's king. You were simply spell struck. From his shiny fur coat, to his powerful muscles, to his sharp teeth. All of it radiated power. It didn't hurt that he was easily twice your weight. Had you ever been so smitten with any human before?He knew what effect he had on you too. He could smell it . From your first interaction, he was trying to get closer to you. In a language that none of the humans around you could understand, he urged you to come and visit him in the kennels. That way you experience what it was like to be mounted for real.But, even as your body yearns for it, your mind reminds you how degrading it would be and how dangerous it would be to your status in the castle. An Archmagus would never lower herself for a booty call in a kennel, right?

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So, to recap (since this has gone on long). I am looking for a dedicated, kinky, and submissive femme writing partner to explore this story idea and to see just how far the degradation of this prodigy can go.

A few notes:

1. Everything included in the write up above is subject to change. I enjoy my world building, so I added lots of detailed flourishes. However, both the setting and especially your character are subject to whatever changes you would prefer or think would improve the story.
2. I am a detailed writer and tend to write a minimum of 3 paragraphs, and often quite a bit more then that.
3. Chat or Message for initial communication is fine.
4. My favorite medium to play is Discord. I will accept Reddit PM for the rare partner. However, I won't do any in-character writing in Reddit Chat.

Kinks to potentially include: Petplay, Dom/Sub, Training, Collars, Leashes, Muzzles, Cages, Orgasm Control/Denial, Female Chastity, Whips/Crops, ENF, Public Exposure, "Loss of Status", Romance (?), Rough Sex, Biting, Intelligence Loss, Breeding (Human or Dog), IQ Loss, Power Loss, Bestiality, Gangbangs, Knotting, Cum Play, Sloppy Cunilingus, and more.