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The Pacification Center Chapter 3 by Hooves Brayden guided his long time boyfriend into room three, the sleek dark brown Otter looking around disappointed. "Ammm... so where's that cutie pup from the picture." Dewayne repeated, looking from his handsome Antelope boyfriend to the hefty Hog. "Busy at the moment." Brayden explained in a lewd tone, that made the Otter instantly picture the cute Dingo on all fours with a cock in both ends of him. "Not to worry tho' he'll be along soon. So let's just get you naked, I have a treat for you while you wait." The tall, sleek Antelope assured, as he helped his boyfriend get undress and then had him lay on the table. "Oh really what is it? Am I going to like it?" The plainly aroused Otter asked, as he lay back on the table looking up at his boyfriend with a lewd smile on his blunt muzzle. "It's a little Virtual Reality porn... I'm sure you'll love it." Brayden assured, picking up the headset and slipping it over Dewayne's head even as the Otter looked up a bit confused. "Wait... wait what kind of clinic it this exactly?" His voice trailed off as he spoke, as his mind slipped deeper and deeper under the system. A few moments later, the Otter was grunting softly, and they knew that the system was putting him completely under and starting to work the reprogramming on his mind. The Antelope grinned, taking a needle from under a concealing cloth on a nearby tray. And then slid it into the Otter's hip quietly, injecting him and chuckling at the same moment. Moving over to the computer screen, Brayden made sure the Libido Stimulation Therapy had began. That would ensure that the Otter would be eager to please in the future, while the testosterone reduction therapy would keep his own sexual desires in check. And then took the leather sheath from Corey fitting it over Dewayne's furry sack, before triggering the chemicals to be released. "You're doing very good." Corey encouraged the sexy Antelope, as he lifted the nasty looking gray box used for Penile De-sensitivity treatment. Helping Brayden slip the Otters impressive erection into the opening in the box, pushing it down until it sat flush with the Otters furry crotch. The box use high voltage, at very low amperage to burn out the nerve ending within a males penis. Effectively making his cock less sensitive and therefore less important to that male, than the still very sensitive nerve ending in his anus or mouth. "Heheh I'd say your boyfriend is going to be a new male when he comes out." The fat Boar chuckled, as he watched Brayden flip the switch on the gray box... which hummed to life. The Otter stirred weakly on the table, as the gray box crackled and buzzed on his thick fucker. Within the system, he was getting his cock sucked by that sexy Dingo he'd seen in the picture that Brayden had sent him. It felt good... really good as a matter of fact it lulled him into a sense of security as the canine's muzzle dropped and slid up firmly. However over time, the blowjob felt... less and less exciting and interesting the the aroused Otter. The act was losing its pleasure to him, the situation was more and more... bland... even uninteresting. 'Why did he care about getting his dick sucked, anyway?' About the time he was going to tell the Dingo to stop, the passive male stood up, grinning at him lustfully. "Your turn sweetie." He leered, and suddenly Dewayne's ears twitched as he felt a tickle at the back of his throat. 'It was his turn?' Suddenly... Brayden was standing over him, Dewayne felt the Antelope's cock pressing against his lips. Leaving the Otter wondering what was happening had he blinked or something? 'Fuck.' Dewayne almost never sucked cock, but he found his muzzle opening, and that tickle suddenly intensifying. Brayden thrust forward, pushing his long slender cock at the back of other's throat, sinking into his gullet with ease... and Dewayne moaned in surprising delight. In the system and outside of it at the same time, his lip's pursing and puckering up . Corey let out a short gruff bark of laughter, tugging at the Otter's muzzle slightly, watching as he opened it quickly. A moment later, he shoved his latex clad finger inside, While Brayden's already excited cock, gave a little jump as his Otter lover started to suck instantly. Corey smirked in lewd delight, tugging his fat finger out of that fawning mouth, and then looked over at the Antelope. He knew that this was the moment, the one that would make Brayden a Pacification tech forever... The fat Boar reached over, carefully turning the Otter's head to the side with the headset attached. "Go ahead." Corey grunted, smirking as he watched the tall sleek young Antelope strip off his scrubs. It was one thing to share some bitch, but it was another to choose one, to make yours forever. The hefty Hog smiled as Brayden whipped out his aroused cock and pressed it against the Dewayne's muzzle, watching as the once overly proud, barely submissive male started to work his shaft instantly and instinctively. The handsome Antelope moaned out, feeling his dick twitch and start to ooze his pre-cum into the Otter's eager muzzle. "It always works better if tha bitch's new owner takes part." Corey said, giving a grunting 'Oink' as he smacked Brayden firm round rump cheek with one huge hand. "Get the real taste of your cock in while the system works over his memories. Starts up an unconscious association within the subject mind you see. He'll never be able to suck your cock without thinkin' of the pleasure the system is givin' 'em. And even without it, he'll be properly addicted to your shaft..." The big Boar said, snorting lightly and reaching down to squeeze at the passive Otter's shapely ass. "Need to fill this out the rest of the way, though. The lower testosterone will help with that naturally." The wicked Hog promised, reaching down to turn off the numbing box. It had been going for a little too long already really, but it wouldn't matter in the end because the Otter was never going to be the horny male he once was. As he pulled it off the Otter's shaft, that fat fucker softened slightly sagging. Corey reached down to stroke the Otter's softening dick a few times, looking at the readout screen as he did so. "Yeaahhh... He'll feel it, but the pleasure is gonna be nice and dead. Like getting his arm or something worked on... Heh." Brayden was too wrapped up in what was happening, though to pay much attention to what Corey was saying. This was maybe the second time Dewayne had ever sucked his cock, and the other had been so dry and lackluster and effort that he hadn't ever expected to enjoy it. And now, here he was... feeling the Otter's hot mouth... fawning eagerly on his needy cock. The Antelope closed his eyes, groaning in pleasure... the pleasure of crafting his boyfriend into his perfect bitch. "Feels good, don't it?" Corey asked lewdly, already knowing the answer of course as he had experienced it himself with his pony. He knew now that this wouldn't be a short-term deal for the Antelope, Brayden was sold on being a Center tech now. "Fuck... yes!" Brayden moaned out loudly, even as the system clicking slightly. 'Oral completed.' The next screen popped up... 'Pacification Excitement Scenario' originally just for low level offenders to get them to accept and anticipate what they were getting. Now, quietly used on the side to make sure that potential fuck toys like Dewayne would find the rest of the treatment... enticing. This one had been modified by Lance, so Corey expected it to be... potent, to say the least even if the Tiger himself was sterile. *** Lance took out claw clippers, cutting the young Dobermans claws back to just before the quick. Grinding and shaping them into harmless little nubs, using the chemical sealants to unsure they would grow back. Next he pulled out jaw spreaders, he slipped them into the young handsome canine's mouth... wedging those powerful jaws open wide. Before he took out a large tooth grinder, it was just for blunt work taking the points off deadly sharp teeth. The wicked Tiger had a number of smaller grinders for flattening and reshaping, but that came just a bit later. He triggered the big grinder, and it shrieked to life, bending down over the Doberman's wide open mouth. The Tiger whistling a merry tune as he started to make Toby's muzzle more suitable for eating nice vegetables and soft fruits. He took down the shorter ones first of course, the fangs always required replacements. The Tiger grinned and got all those cute little pointed canine teeth worked down, and then reached for the more detailed tools... Powerful, deadly, tearing teeth were flattened out nicely, as the high pitched whine of the drills echoed off the sound proofed walls. There was some blood when the Tiger went too deep, but Lance quickly got some gel, rubbing it over the holes as he got the young Doberman's mouth into shape. He finally went around to all of them, putting a nice, comfortable cap onto each one. He pushed them down hard, snapping them into place, before cementing them there. He smiled as things settled in there, and then rubbed Toby's jaws, laughing softly as the canine whimpered softly still deep under the system. "There very nice..." The Tiger snickered to himself, it was the visible signs to anyone meeting him that the canine had been pacified. The Tiger reaching for the pliers and wrapping them around one of those large, deadly front fangs. He jerked it back and forth a few times, and then gave a hard, loud grunt before brutally jerking it free. One after the other Lance took the young canine's fangs, replacing them as he went along. He repeated the process a few more times, and then smiled removing the jaw clamps. Forcing the Dog's muzzle shut, to make sure everything fit and Toby could chew properly. Once he was satisfied, he rubbed the Doberman's sore jaws almost tenderly with his gloved paws. "There we go." "Horssess have god nutss, and I have fag nutsss." The young Doberman moaned both inside and outside of the system, as the grinning Tiger stroked his sleek fur gently. "Ammm Thatsss right sssweet heart. Your sssuch a good boy." Lance purred, looking over at the computer screen... the Aggression therapy was taking very well indeed. The young canine's brain rewritten into that of a shy Rabbit, it would make Toby so adorable the Tiger knew. *** Jarrod checked the system, seeing that Lance was almost done with his big Bear. And then winced as he noted that the Tiger had a second table running, he knew at once that the Tiger had talked the young Doberman into trying it. The big Horse rolled his eyes, oh well if Lance did it right they would certainly have a new tech. Of course the Tiger's track record wasn't that good, the other two guys had ended up as hostess's in a gay club down town. But that had been some years back, when Lance was still new to the Center, he'd had years to prefect his skills. Scrolling down the page the big Horse discovered that Corey had finished up his patients, putting one into the tank over night. And was working on a walk in... curiously his intern was the one paying for the walk-in's treatment which was strange, but not unheard of. Jarrod shrugged, as long as someone was paying, it really didn't matter to him who it was. Turning his computer off the big Horse stood up, checking out for the day he went out and hopped in his new Porsche. Driving out to Man 'O' Wars palace like mansion on the island, to spend a few hours with his mares. The famous race Horse's son's watched him with looks that ran from awe, to flat out dislike on their handsome muzzles. Jarrod grinned at them as he strolled through the massive house, Man had the ladies waiting for Jarrod in the massive living room. As soon as Jarrod strolled into the room Man 'O' War removed his robe, displaying his cocked cage to his friend as a sign of submission. The sexy mares all snorting and laughing at their former Stallion, slowly Jarrod moved around the room looking at each lady. Remembering who he had mounted last time, he picked out a young mare gesturing for her to come with him. Leading her off to the master bedroom, snickering as the locked up former race Horse trailed along behind them. Jarrod grinned as the mare whinnied excitedly, following along with him eagerly. It was obvious from their gravid look that a few of the race Horse's other wives were pregnant and not with Man-o'-War's line Jarrod knew very well. He felt pride bursting in his chest as he watched the 'Stud' Horse follow along behind them with a smirk. "Are you excited to get to taste my cum in your wife's cunt tonight, my friend?" The big Palomino Stallion asked, grinning at his famous slave over his shoulder. Man-o'-War nickered shamefacedly, however the excited swishing his tail told the true story. "Nfh... Y-yes, my friend." He stammered eagerly, his cheeks burning darkly with blush as some part of his male pride still resisted. "I'll bet..." The Center tech laughed, taking out his phone, and casually showing a picture of the race Horse sucking off that tiny Fox dick to his young mare. "He wants to wash the taste of pred cock out of his mouth." Jarrod sneered tauntingly, groping the young mares lush body in full view of Man. "I can't believe I wanted his foals..." The pretty bay mare snorted derisively, at the chastity caged Stallion trailing behind. Jarrod didn't know her name, and really, it didn't matter at all to him. Tonight, he was using the race Horse's herd to get his dick in Justin's wife, which in turn would let him use the Fox to steer more and more potential workers toward his clinic. That way more clinics could open, more predators processed, and eventually... Well... He led the Mare into that huge master bedroom, gesturing toward the marital bed. She eagerly stripped herself naked, laying back and spreading her legs with an eagerness Jarrod knew she'd never shown to the famous race Horse. Once she had presented herself for breeding, Jarrod took Man-o'-War firmly by the back of his neck, leading him over and shoving him down onto his knees between her legs. "Get her ready. Taste and smell how close she is to her season." He sneered, loving the felling of sexual power that raced through his mind in that moment. As he watched Man 'O' War bury his muzzle in that already excited pussy. The big race Horse had gotten better and better at eating his wives' cunts, tasting them, getting to know their individual needs and pleasures. And the former top Stallion could taste it... she was just days, maybe a week at the most from her estrus. The famous Stallion was going to breed her this year, give her a nice foal, but now... He reached down, feeling the cage and trying to remember what it was like to breed, but he was unable to summon those thoughts. Every time he tried, his wife was just another sleeve, and when he tried harder, he remembered himself working the sleeve around his shaft as Jarrod bred his mares. 'His cock had been... hard? How long had he been impotent? Did his sons know they weren't really his?' All those thoughts flowed in his mind like water, the true ones and the false entwining wildly. Jarrod dropped down behind him on one knee, reaching between the race Horse's legs to his over-milked nuts, hefting and squeezing them. They were barely two-thirds the size they'd been when they had started, largely because he'd been milking his cash cow so hard and so frequently. "These are giving up...the ghost old boy. They can't keep up with the demand it seems..." The big Palomino snorted derisively at his helpless thrall, as the famous Stallion felt a wave of shame wash over him. "I... I'm sorry master I'll do better..." Man 'O' War stammered weakly, as his tongue plunged in and out of his young mare's wet sex. "No you won't... your breeding days are almost over. I need to milk out a few more gallons, castrate you properly, and let everyone know... Hahah that way the price for your seed will skyrocket." Jarrod chuckled darkly, amused at the idea of what the story would read like in the tablet newspapers. Man-o'-War moaned in a combination of humiliation and arousal, feeling his bull playing with his valuable nuts... as he ate his wife's cunt. It didn't take long for her to start flowing properly, and once he was sure she was properly primed for her Stallion. He pulled back, panting and moving to the side, his muzzle covered with shiny quim juices. It dripped off his chin, as Jarrod took his cock and guided it into the mare's eager cunt, starting to roll his hips instantly. Man 'O' War sat on the edge of the bed, watching as his friend's rode his sexy young wife's hot sex. The sight and scent of it, making his heavy metal cock cage feel uncomfortable tight on his male organs. His breath coming in great shuddering gasps, those long slotted equine nostrils flaring as he gulped in the scent of rutting. Memories of the pleasures of rutting sneaking into his mind, making that steel prison on his junk even more uncomfortable. Suddenly his long pointed equine ear's swiveled, as he heard giggling coming from behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, the big famous former stud saw that the bedroom door was open a crack. Craning his long neck he stared into that gape, seeing a couple of his teenage son's watching the action. Man could see them stroking their nice hard cocks, soon they would be of breeding age. Soon he would take them in to his friend Jarrod, so the Center could set them on their new course in life. The famous race Horse thought back to the visit to his lawyers office, where he'd made out a living will. Giving control of his herd over to Jarrod, in the event that he such be unable to perform his duties as a Stallion. Jarrod would see to his mares needs, and have parental control over Man 'O' War's offspring. It was a huge responsibility, luckily they were such good friends the other Stallion had agreed to it. Something nagged at the back of his mind about that, but his feelings for his friend out-weighted any concerns he might have. It was astonishing to think that they had only known each other for less than a year, and yet they're friendship had grown so much. Something about this bothered him as well, but the big former racer couldn't put his finger on what it was. He rubbed his forehead with one big three fingered hand, even as the other subconsciously rubbed and fondled the cock cage between his legs. *** "Please let me suck you." Dewayne moaned softly as he looked up at Corey, the big Boar stood sneering down at him. Remembering how disinterested and cold, the Otter had acted towards him when they first met. Now here the sleek little twink was, begging to suck the fat Hog's long twisted porcine fucker. Even as behind him, Brayden was working his way into that tight tail hole... the Antelope smiling broadly at Corey. "Well... since you asked so nice... and want it so much." The fat Boat waddled up to the Otter's muzzle and roughly crammed his cock down the others throat. Watching as the formerly haughty Otter suckling and gagging on his hard fucker, the hefty Pig gripped the back of that sleek brown head. Forcefully fucking Dewayne's throat, as the helpless slut choked and struggled for breath. Even as behind him, Brayden was slamming his crotch against Dewayne's sleek round ass harder and harder. "I love you... love you soooo much." The Antelope moaned into the small roundish nub of his boy toy's ear, even as he leaned up to share a kiss with Corey over the Otter's back. The two of them had already agreed, that they would get together outside of the Center. Introducing their boyfriends to each other, to let Dewayne see how wonderful Corey's lover Cameron was with his modifications. "Ammm... Ammm..." The sexy Otter moaned out around the hard cock using his throat, for the moment he was lost in a new desire to please others. It was a new thought to the formerly very selfish Mustelid, and in the back of his mind some part of him knew this wasn't at all normal for him. He had to use both paws to hold up the Boars belly, just so he could take that ugly twisted prick down his throat. A tremble ran down his spine, as he looked up at the Boars less than sexy body. Normally he wouldn't have even considered letting this guy suck his dick, much less get down and suck on the Boars fucker. And yet as he lay there suckling, the Otter couldn't deny he was getting a lot of pleasure from what was happening. Still Dewayne couldn't shake the feeling something was very wrong, that somehow he was being taken advantage of. The Otter kept feeling those nagging thoughts... right up until the boar blew the load into his maw. The taste of cum... it was... it was so... sweet. No, no, not sweet, but his mind associated it with chocolate, salmon, craft beers... everything the Otter loved. Was suddenly triggered within his brain, and then associated, with the taste of cum. So salty, musky, perfectly bitter... it filled him with warm and love. The Boar glanced down, knowing what was happening within the Otter's mind, the associations that were suddenly being formed. And in just a second, he was going to pull off the Boar's pulsing dick, and... "Oho fuck, it tastes so good..." Dewayne moaned out loudly smacking his lips and wildly licking the Pig's throbbing cock fawningly. Corey smirked, grinning broadly as he stepped back and tucking his cock back into his scrubs while Brayden leaned over the Otter, smirking. "You want me to paw you off, baby?" The panted Antelope asked, moaning into the Otter's ears as he nibbles on them gently. Dewayne started to nod yes, but something tickled in the back of his mind once again. And he realized that his cock was soft, tucked into his sheath and utterly ignored. He felt something moving through it, dripping down, but the pleasure he was feeling was in his ass. 'Fuck, had he always loved getting slammed this much? Why hadn't he... hadn't he...' Dewayne moaned out suddenly and a few moments later, his cock started to deposit a watery load out, with a very few flecks of white carried along with it. The orgasm felt good certainly, but it was subdued, muted, right up until the Antelope's cock flexed, and Brayden dumped his hot load into the Otter's ass. Then suddenly, Dewayne's back arched, as the pleasure of orgasm hitting him properly. A ton of bricks hitting him hard, his head swimming and he hung slightly from the table from the force of it. "OHOHOOO FUCK ME." The Otter shouted out so loud it made Brayden wince, but as Corey had pointed out the rooms were sound proofed. "There we go..." Corey snickered, reaching down and rubbing the prone Otter's ears as one my a feral house pet. He grinned at Brayden, as the Antelope smirked back a look of satisfaction splayed all over his muzzle. "That's what he needed..." The fat Boar chuckled, matching the other smirk with his own. The Otter wouldn't question the programming now, not when it all had felt so good to him. The suddenness of it might be one thing, but not the fact of it coursing through his body. He would more question his own sanity, for having not bottoming earlier; rather than how good bottoming was now. Brayden pulled his cock out and tucked it away, laughing in delight at what had happened. "C'mon, babe... I wanna take you to a sex shop... Get you something nice to keep my cum inside..." He teased, as the naked Otter looked at them wide eyed, his body still trembling in post orgasmic bliss. Dewayne grinned back stupidly, stilling moaning as he stood up shakily and moving over so Brayden could helped him back into his clothes. His cock stayed poked out, and Corey could see how dull it looked. The fat Boar smirked thinking about the things they would get up to the next time, he helped the two of them out. Corey signed both of them out of the building, waving goodbye, and then heading back home. After all, he had a gelding that needed tending... and that would take up a lot of the night. *** Lance worked late into the night, not with the Bear whom he'd put into a tank already. Right now he was working in his Doggie, the Tiger injected those canine balls with a dark, blue fluid he had taken out of the instrument drawer. The sexy striped feline was licking his lips, watching as the sheath tightened slowly around those abused balls. The strong chemical was slowly dissolving a part of those testicles, Toby would never sire puppies; but then the Doberman would never want to now. Within the system, Toby lay back looking up at the small mouse who was using him. "And what do you love?" The Mouse demanded roughly, grinning down at the slender Doberman even as he fondled those aroused organs. "Ssserving god nutsss... I love ssserving prey..." The black and tan canine answered, squirming as pleasure surged though him with every word he spoke. "Will you fuck me, pleassse?" The Toby begged eagerly, so turned on my the conversation he was having with his phantom lover. The small Mouse laughed, toying with the canines slender cock as he seemed to think it over. "We all will..." He promised licking his lips, as the Doberman's muzzle twisted up into a big happy grin. "Just roll over and get on your knees pansy. You're such a good, submissive boy..." The little Mouse praised, forcing a soft moan of delight out of the bigger canine. The Doberman's mind was suddenly assaulted, by both sexual pleasure and the joy of submission. He was experiencing breeding, not as a single session of sex between himself and a lover. But... dozens of lovers, over and over again he was being fucked into the bed by a Stag, a Rhino, a Horse, a Roo, and a Mouse not mounted by a single male. No, he was being mounted by everyone, he was... Gods, he could feel them all, he could smell them. They pulled out in different orders, and he tasted them each, his mind reeling as he shuddered, mentally trained to love their sacks, love being fucked by them, and love being used... "You always wanted to be like this." All of them seemed to say in unison, making his whole being vibrate and sing with joy. "Because you always wanted to feel like this." The Doberman was nodding and stammering weakly, drooling on to the pillow his muzzle was buried in. "Al-alwaysss..." He moaned, his body bucking and struggling to thrust back into those rough rut thrusts. "Not just for us... for your ex-brothers in the predator community as well." His lovers instructed him, all those voices echoing within his head... as pleasure screamed through every nerve ending. "You wanted to be the least, because being the most was too much for you." "T-too much..." The young Doberman stammered in agreement, his mind had grown extremely pliable. "You wanted this." They continued, flooding his mind and body into over load with the pleasure of that moment. "I wanted thisss." The young canine barked robotically, his body trembling and sweating heavily. "You wanted this..." "I wanted this..." "You need this." "I WANTED THIS... I NEED THIS!" As Toby shouted out, the headset was pulled away from his eyes, his head rocking up. And then back down to the table as he panted weakly, the Tiger smiled down at him while rubbing his chest. "There we go..." Lance murmured, the grin on his muzzle so wide it looked like the Tigers head was two different parts. "Now why don't you spend the night soaking in one of our tanks. You'd like that wouldn't you? Floating in the warm liquid... it feels almost like prey cum." Lance purred, as he slid a pre-lubed butt plug into his interns anus... which quivered and almost sucked it inside. "Ammmm yes that sounds nice." Toby agreed weakly, as the Lance helped him up off the table... guiding him back to the single empty tank in the back of the room. The Tiger attached a respirator over his muzzle, and then slid a tube into the plug in his backside, twisting to lock it into place. *** Jarrod yanked the door open swiftly, the three young colts standing outside the room froze in shock. As the older Stallion stood looking down at them, a leering sneer on his handsome muzzle. "So you're standing out here rubbing your winkies." Jarrod smirked, as the three young equine blushed and tried to cover up their erections which were impossible to hide. "You'll note I said winkies not cocks... because that's what they are dinky winkies... This is a Stallion's cock." The big Palomino explained with a smirk, as he displayed his huge erection to Man 'O' War's sons. "I see your all hung like your father, which is to said pitifully." The young mare Jarrod had just rutted had joined him, and snickered softly at his words. Making the colts blush even harder, as she sneered at them derisively for a moment. Before Jarrod kissed her, and then asked her to go down and send up his next mare. She strolled by the three embarrassed colts, as Jarrod ordered them into the room. They're father was still kneeling at the foot of that huge bed, nude save for the steel chastity cage locked onto his genitals. "If you want to watch you have to earn it like your father." Strolling over to the famous Stallion, Jarrod stood in front of him with that huge erection jutting out. "Clean my dick... so that when your next mare arrives and can make a cuck out of you again." Jarrod sneered, watching as the big race Horse glanced over from that big cock to his watching sons and then back up at his friend. And then reaching up he guided that big flare into his own mouth, licking and sucking taking more and more of it in. Until the other Stallion's nuts were resting against his chin, Jarrod stroked his mane looking over at the watching colts. They had gone wide eyed with shock, but at the same time their cock's had bounced up even more excited. Jarrod rolled his hip's, fucking Man 'O' War's muzzle deep a few times and then pulled out... wiping his wet dick on the passive Stallion's muzzle. "Heh good cuck." He sneered, as another young sexy mare came trotting into the room, turning he guided her over to the bed. "You can watch and learn what a real Stallion does, oh and play with the locked up cuck mare if you want." The three teenager Horse colts stepped in a little closer, as they heard Jarrods words. The oldest one was the next on Jarrod's list to be cut, but the younger two might end up closer to their father. At the moment though, Jarrod was interested in Man-o'-War's reaction more than the colts. He smirked, moving over to the mare and bringing his fat, thick cock up against her snatch; before pushing into her smoothly and shoving moans and whinnies out of her muzzle. The boys were all staring at the sexy young mare, gaping in surprised and shock. They didn't have experience rutting obviously, their young cocks were all standing stiff and eager in front of them. The oldest dripping a little on the floor, as they watch Jarrod plow a mare not that much older than them... one of their father's younger wives. The race Horse, for his part looked down in humiliation, as he listened to the moans of his wife. He was glad that she was being taken care of properly, since he couldn't anymore with Jarrod holding the keys to his cage and finances as well. But his own inability and overstuffed cage was more than enough to send shivers of embarrassment through his loins. A few minutes later, he felt a tug on his mane, and turning around he was suddenly presented with his son's hard cock, looming just in front of his muzzle. He balked at that of course, but Jerrod smirked and reached over pushing his head forward slightly. "Just pretend it's another five inch Fox dick." He encouraged sneeringly, his voice dripping with mockery that the race Horse's mind could only read as friendship. He flushed, opening his mouth just long enough to object, only to find his son's cock pushed into it. He nearly gagged at the taste of the musk... too was to similar to his own, his inferior manhood... but throbbing, free, and thick in his maw. He closed his eyes tightly, shifting and turning himself, before starting to suck smoothly at his son's hard shaft. It wasn't as big as it would... or, at least, could be in the next few years, but it was still a thick piece of Horse meat. He started to bob and suck on it, his ears turning to the sides as he heard his son gasp and moan. He heard one of them make a soft, shocked wicker of disgust and desire. "Ohohoh, wow... He's just a bitch..." The young Colt moaned in a soft, quiet voice, making his brother snicker darkly. Jarrod watched the colt take his father's muzzle with sick delight, grinning as he knew that Man-o'-War was judging his son as well. Finding him lacking, unimpressive, not the Stallion that Jarrod would be and unworthy of reproduction. It was the most sadistic part of the programming that Jarrod had hidden within the mind altering. The race Horse didn't just accept his son's being gelded... he saw that it was an appropriate thing. Even now, Jarrod could see it in the way the famous race Horse reacted, how he was performing... Jarrod bred the sexy young mare, as he watched Man 'O' War swallow his son's load, balls bouncing off of his soft equine chin. The race Horse nearly gagged, it seemed, having to choke it down, disgusted by his own line even as the next one stepped up. Jarrod finished off inside the mare, and as he did, he reached for the third of the colts, tugging him over. "You look a lot like your Daddy." The big Palomino stud sneered, of course they all did, really. "I think you're just like him..." Jarrod smirked widely, pushing the young colt down onto his knees, and then nudging him into the mare's well seeded cunt. "Lick... lick it up." He ordered, the horny young colt looked up at the towering Stallion, for a second in surprise and shock. Before quickly lowering his muzzle, it wasn't often that a immature male got this close to rutting a pussy. Even if he did have to swallow a lot of Stallion spunk to do it, his long equine tongue snaked out licking of that cum leaking sex. Long slotted nostrils flaring as the scents of mare and thick potent Stallion cum filled his senses, soon the handsome young Horse's muzzle was smear with Jarrod's stud milk. As he lustfully lapped into that well fucked mare sex, his young cock tensing so hard it slapped up against his belly. As the horny young colt finished licking up all the cum and juices, he tried to slide up wanting to plant his hard cock into that hot Horse pussy "Ammm Hmmm just as I thought... like father like son." The older Stallion gripped the colt's mane lifting his head up, holding that huge flare in front of him. The young equine looking up into his eye's, as he began to lick the cum and mare juiced off that huge fucker. Jarrod pressed his flare against those soft lip's, watching in delight as it disappeared into the race Horse's son's mouth. "Oh yeah you'll make some male a fine gelding rut toy one day." The young colt's eyes widen in shock at those words, even as his sire snorted knowingly just a few feet away. "You want to cum you little fag?" Jarrod asked unnecessarily teenage colts always wanted to cum, reaching down he shoved a thick finger slick with mare cum up the colts tail hole. "WEEHEHEE." The young Stud squealed, as that thick finger spread his clench anal gates wiggling around in him until it found his magic button. As soon as it did he began to hump and buck back on that invading finger, making his watching brothers chuckle lewdly. It took only a few dozen rubs of that firm knot and the young Horse lost his load on to the floor. Making his sire snort derisively, and his brothers point and giggle loudly even as one of them bucked and humped. Spurting his own small watery load down his sires throat, while the oldest one jacked his young fucker which was hard once again. Jarrod yanked his huge fucker out of the colts mouth, shoving him away as the mare got up and trotted off to send up another mare for breeding. "Alright you've had your fun... now get out." He ordered the colt who he'd just milked off, before gesturing for the oldest colt to come over. "Lick up that mess..." Jarrod ordered, pointing to the puddle of cream shot out by the colt he'd just dismissed and was even now running away shamefaced. The horny young colt looked up into the older Stallions eyes, and there was a battle of wills for a long moment. Before the horny young equine slowly knelt down, lapping up the cold spoo off the smooth tile floor. While a older mare came walking in, watching the action with a disgusted look. Before she lay down spreading herself out on the big bed, watching as the colt finished cleaning up the mess. "Hahah good boy... now for your reward, lick this mares pussy get it good and wet so her Stallion can mount it." The young colt looked up and blinked hard, his eye's looking wild even as Jarrod grasped the back of his neck and pushed his head between those leg's. Rubbing his nose and mouth against that pretty tear drop shaped equine sex, the older mares juices already leaking out slightly. The colts lip's were soon sealed around that sex, his tongue lapping and thrust eagerly as the scent of that sex aroused him all the more. Jarrod let him go for a few minutes and then dragged him away from that dribbling pussy. "Well done... you can bend the cuck over and have your release." Jarrod snorted, pushing the young Horse towards his caged sire... even as he slipped between the Mare's leg's. Guiding his own huge fucker into her wet sex, and slowly thrusting in and out as she whinnied and moaned in delight. The Colt was standing there staring wide eyed, looking at his father on the bed, and then back at the stud. 'Was he serious? Could he... could he really...' "What are you waiting for? Stuff the cuck's pansy rut hole boy, or get the hell out." Jarrod snarled powerfully, grunting and shoving his prick into the mare firmly and deeply. She gave a deep, nickering moan, used to being bred by a Stallion and closed her eyes as he got to work. Jarrod's big, full nuts hadn't been over-milked like her husband's had, and they gave a nice, pleasing slap against her backside over and over. The colt bit his lower lip, stepping up and grabbing his father's long flowing tail, tugging it to one side. Man-o'-War started to stammer, as he felt that... knowing the colt was actually going to do it. "W- wait..." He began far too late, as the teen Horse pressed his thick young cock in against the 'Stallion's' well used fuck hole. A second or two later, and he was shoving into him forcefully, groaning loudly and licking his thick equine lips. It was his first time breeding, and it would no doubt be fast, but it was a powerful one. Breeding his own sire, taking the big stud down and taking his place... at least in the colt's fantasy. In reality of course, Jarrod had already done that or else he wouldn't have licked up his brother's cum off the floor. He made a few dozen stabbing thrusts, the famous race Horse's head hanging down in shame at what was happening. Not just because he was being bred by his own teen aged son, but because he knew that it wasn't a proper male breeding his backside, like it was when Jarrod did it. He nickered weakly, feeling the burst of watery seed burning inside his stretched ass, and then felt the colt pulling out, panting as his cock twitched a few times. The others were looking at the cuck greedily, but already Jarrod was shaking his head negatively. "You've had your fun, and now you know your places." The big dominant Stallion snorted, all but guaranteeing that the one brother would be a fuck toy for the others. "Now get out... The Stallion has work to do..." He smirked lewdly, rolling his hips and thrusting hard and deep into the mare as Man-o'-War lay there, used and utterly humiliated. *** Lance walked into the center bright and early the next morning, at least two hours before things opened. He opened up his phone to see who had responded to the message he'd sent out that morning, and a few different males had. He picked one of them, replying with an affirmative and a time, and then walked to his room. He practically skipped to the back, looking over the males in those tanks. He'd had a hard time sleeping with his nerves and worries, especially since he'd used the accelerated solution in the tube... which was much more expensive. He didn't mind the extra cost, though if things worked out as he hoped. He might have been footing the bill, but he was also reaping the rewards in away. When he got to the back, he purred loudly, grinning at the Doberman behind that thick glass. He pressed the button, letting the amber liquid be pulled free, and then sprayed the Dog down to wash him before opening the system up. He grabbed a towel, and then reached down, tugging the Doberman's chin up and smiling at him, starting to dry his ears and neck slowly, purring loudly and petting him. "Hey Toby." The sleek Tiger purred softly, as the young canine wavered on his foot paws. "Tooobbbyyyy..." He continued, laughing softly as he patted the Dog's softly shivering body. "Wake up, ssleepy head..." Lance called in a cheerful sing song voice, as the young canine's eyes came more into focus. The Doberman jumped slightly, looking around with his ears fully perked up. His shiny black nose twitched once or twice, and Lance giggled softly as he saw that. Oh, he had been right... a Bunny was just too cute. He grinned and tugged the Doberman out, as he used a second towel to dry the rest of the interns body. "Work your armss and legss." The Tiger encouraged, smiling and petting over his chest, laughing as he rubbed a nipple lightly and drew a loud gasp from the pacified Doberman. The muscles were greatly reduced, more toned that bulk now, and the canine's hips were a little wider. They'd be a lot easier to grip and hang onto now certainly, that would come in handy for some furs. "Relax." Lance encouraged with a big, happy grin, as he moved around the still slightly dazed intern. "Ssqueeze the cleaner for me..." The Tiger purred, fondling and squeezing those sleek, round butt-cheeks. Toby looked confused for a moment and then blushed, nodding while flexing his hole around the cleaning system... moaning loudly. He couldn't help it, it just felt so good having something slide through his sphincters. He licked his lips, flexing over and over even after that plug slipped deeper into his anus. The sexy canine coughed softly, blushing darkly as he looked over at the Tiger. "It feelss good, Lance... H-how long can I keep doing it?" "Jusst a little longer ssweety, before it needss to come out." Lance said, smiling softly as he pressed a button, letting the system cycle in the Doberman's guts. The canine moaned softly, his spaded tip poking out of his sheath and sliding forward. Clear, sterile pre-cum leaked from his small cock, and Lance couldn't help but coo softly. "It'ss sssooo cute!" The Tiger said smiling brightly, as he looked over the Dog's little red rocket. "Ohoh, I'm ssso jealouss!" Toby looked down shocked, his cheeks burning as he laid eyes on his much reduced shaft. Lance reached out, stroking it with one leathery feline paw, making Toby squirm at the intense sensitivity. "AA-AH!" The canine stammered, gritting his teeth and squirming as he was stroked. He felt like he was taken instantly to the edge of an orgasm, but unable to cum even though he was peaked. Each stroke was almost too much for him to stand, the pleasure almost a torture to the horny Dog. Lance smiled even wider, making the feline look slightly deranged it scared most furs. "Just relax..." He ordered, reaching and feeling the base of Toby's little shaft, making sure the knot was entirely gone, giggling when he felt no swelling. He laughed softly for a long moment, and then glanced over at the cleaning system as it cycled down. When it did, he pulled the Doberman forward over his knees, and then removed the cleaner before helping him up. Toby staggered to his foot paws, blushing as he realized he was eye- to-eye with Lance. 'He was... shorter now?' He realized that he was the exact same size as Lance, in build and body as well as height. The Doberman blushed darkly, as Lance leaned over to kiss his cheek soft and gently. "This is it, Toby. You're pacified, just like me." The Tiger hissed softly, his voice exposing the intense pleasure he was feel at having another pacified predator brother. "No clawss to sspeak of, prey teeth so pretty and blunt, and our sshaftss are ten timess as ssenssitive. You can't lassh out, nor be aggresssive, can't harm now. How doess it feel?" The Tiger asked, as he fondled the tiny, hard, lumps that had once been plump potent pred balls. Toby shivered slightly, the answer was kind of uncomfortable and yet he really had no choice but to answer truthfully. "H-humiliating..." The young canine answered, his cheeks burning darkly with blush. "B- but... g-good also." He was forced to admitted, in fact that admission made him feel a lot better. Lance's smile widen once again, and he leaned in kissed the handsome Doggie on the lip's. "The humiliation fadess once you forget about who you once were. Or... it getss worsse, and you learn to be turned on by the humiliation which is very exciting in its self..." The Tiger continued huskily, giggling soft in delight as he squeezed those hard little sterile orbs. He started to remove his own clothing, and a few seconds later Toby was looking into a nearly mirror image of his own body--only a Tiger. "Do you think I'm cute?" Lance asked kind of shyly, as the intern realized the two of them could almost be twins. Toby blushed even harder, before nodding his black and tan head slowly. "Y-yeah..." "Then, you know that you're cute, too." Lance pointed out with a smirk, laughing softly as he saw the Dog blush brighter. "Oh Toby, I'm ssso proud of you for trying the ssystem. You're going to be ssso much better at adminisstering the treatmentsss now that you know how it feelsss, what it's like... It's a punissshment thatss true, but it'sss not cruel, iss it?" He left out 'unusual' because he knew that with the reprogramming Toby would have to answer honestly. Toby shook his head, shivering as his new body seemed to tingle with excitement. His ass felt empty, and he was already having a hard time remembering the last time he'd bred someone with his cock. "It'sss not cruel." He admitted reaching over to fondle the Tigers sheath, hoping to get the feline excited enough to rut him. "It'sss nice... really." Lance smiled feeling those paws on his junk, reaching over and squeezing the Doberman's sexy ass. "Come on." Lance purred, as his own barbless cock quickly grew up out of his furry sheath. "Let me teach you how pacified boyss tend to each other... And in about thirty minutess, I've got a ssurprisse coming in for you." The pacified Tiger added in a high pitched sing-song voice, leading Toby out to one of the larger, softer tables. Lance lay down on the softly padded table top, pulling Toby up to lay next to him. Soft finger tip's gently exploring the Doberman's nipples, one of the few things on that sexy black and tan body that had actually grown larger. The Tiger fondling and pinching them gently as the canine trembled, soon Toby was doing the same to him. "Ammm good... very good you learn quickly little puppy." Lance laughed softly mouthing over the Dog's upper set of nipples, even as his paws slide down to cup those pointless little balls. Not to stimulate the canine, but just because the Tiger loved feeling those ruined predator balls. The really were meaningless at this point, however it would give prey males something to toy with and gloat about. Slowly he let his feline paws wander up to that tiny knotless Doggie cock, brushing the silky fur on the back of his paw against it. "Ohoooo gods!" Toby moaned out loudly, his pitiful fucker tensing and straining wanting so very badly to cum. But totally unable to do so, not from just being stimulated that is... no amount of use would ever make the Doberman cum that way. It made things easier, the Tiger could torture his intern with pleasure for days... months... years without ever making the boy cum. From now on Toby would only be able to orgasm if he had a nice hard cock, be it pred, but more intensely if it were prey cock using his ass or mouth. Quickly Toby mirrored the Tigers actions, the two of them teasing each other with teasing rubs. "Ssso ssweety how wass your night?" The Tiger inquired breathlessly, as the cuddled together on that table teasing each other. "Illuminating..." Toby moaned weakly, as he leaned against the feline as Lance toyed with his rock hard little erection. "I undersstand everything ssso much better now. You know I've got ssso many predator friendsss... that really need to experience what you've shown me." He babbled a bit to swiftly, Lance was familiar with that of course he'd lost any number of predator friends trying to convince them of that same thing. "It... it'sss sssuch a huge resssponsssibly. It'sss awesssome issn't it? I'm sso glad you've guided me into ssseeing my lifesss work... I can't wait to talk to my brothers about thisss... Oh and my old sschool friendsss, gym buddiess... college frat brothersss." "Oh yesss... of coursse not every predator isss asss open minded asss you and I." Lance spent a good ten minutes torturing the sexy pup, before at last lubing up his smoothed feline prick. And slowly inserting it into Toby's needy tail hole, the well primed puppy only took a few dozen hard pokes. And the Doberman was dribbling clean seedless cum onto the plastic cover cushions of the table. "Alright sssweety now it's my turn... make me cum if you can." The Tiger ordered shivered, rolling over so the cute Doberman could take him from behind. Lubing his small knot-less cock, the canine slipped it into the felines hot tail hole. Finding himself extremely underwhelmed with the sensation on his male organ, it was muted and weak compared to the pleasure he felt from his anal penetration. Using his cock like this was more of a labor than a pleasure, and it felt more than a little wrong to him. Still it wasn't about his own pleasure he realized, he was trying to make his mentor feel good. It proved much more difficult that it had been to get him off, and he remarked on that to his mentor. Lance explained that the tech who had pacified him, wasn't as skilled nor caring as he himself was. Toby worked very hard for the next fifteen minute, and although he came very close Lance did not cum. Checking his watch the Tiger at last stopped the panting Dobbie, telling him to just relax right there. "I'll be back with your ssurprissed in just a moment." Redressing the Tiger strolled out to the front desk, unsurprised to find a hulking figure waiting outside the still locked front doors. Walking over Lance opened the door, smiling up at the huge Oxen who was standing there. "Ssso glad to ssee you Dale... are you ready to meet that cute pacified pup I promissed you?" "Meet hell... I'm ready to ruin his tail hole for any cock but my own." The huge Oxen snorted, he'd met the Tiger and his lover in a club a few weeks back and enjoyed the pacified feline immensely. So much so that he'd gotten the sissy Tiger to promise him a pacified predator of his very own to use. Lance smiled widely, beckoning the big Ox to follow him down the hall and into the room. Undressing him quickly Lance was glad to see, that Dale's long fucker was already at half erection. "Sssurprisse." The Tiger called, making the young Doberman look around to see the huge Ox and his mighty fucker jutting out stiffly. "You're going to really enjoy thisss." Toby shuddered, looking at the Ox, his eyes sliding down to between those legs, and then back up to his muzzle. "Oxen nuts are god nuts. My nuts are fag nuts..." The brain washed Doberman moaned softly, squirming on the table as the huge prey male walked over, grinning from ear to ear and tugging the Doberman to the edge of the table. "Baby," he said, "you don't know the half of it..." The ox smiled, looking at the doberman's well lubed hole, prepped by the cleaner, by Lance's cock, by programming, and still looking tight and eager. |
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