New Pet Life 
For BearTP


Pets can come from many different places such as an animal shelter, a breeder, or even from the streets. However, what about pets that are not even supposed to be pets? ~LostPet~
That is the joy of finding pets like you, Pets that can be customized are the best because they are unique. ~Saila Yumako~
Bear gulped as he read the post on his PetLife page. A potential owner had finally answered and they were rather close by. He'd only started to indulge in his pet fantasies for a short time and already several owners had abandoned him. He shook his head, his large ears flopped about as he started to type a response.
Hi, I am Bear. Fennec fox, 18 years old and in complete good health. Very much into the idea of a new home where my owner has complete control of my life. Even if they don't tell me what they plan to do to me. ~LostPet~
Bear felt anxious as he awaited a response. Being a pet came with its perks, but it required a willing owner to take the reins. Bear carved structure and guidance, but also yearned for a home where he was loved and cherished. As he repeatedly refreshed the page, his hopes started to dwindle.
Hello LostPet. You have caught my interest. Are you near public transit? I'm hoping we can meet up soon. ~Saila Yumako~
Bear gasped as he reread the message a third time. The sender still wanted to meet him. His paws shook softly as he sent a message back, asking to meet up this weekend at the downtown café. There was no way the woman wouldn't reply positively after being so intrigued by his profile. His heart thudded heavily against his ribs as he waited for an answer.
That sounds like fun! It's been ages since I've done something spontaneous. I'll see you there. ~Saila Yumako~
The response came like lightning, fast and intense. Bear stared blankly at the screen in front of him. Saila had replied immediately; her words were filled with excitement and promise. He felt himself drooling slightly as a picture of a smiling arctic fox and raccoon accompanied the message. Bear found himself a need to shake off any sudden impulses that might come along as he reached down to touch his crotch. He logged off and smiled for the rest of the day. He busied himself with cleaning his tiny apartment, gathering paperwork just in case, and made sure he would be completely free over the weekend.
Saturday came around fast for Bear as he eagerly dressed. He really wanted to show up naked, but the part of town they were meeting up had strict clothing requirements. ~Collar or Not? Would it be too presumptuous to show up in a collar already?~ Bear agonized over the decision until he decided on going without. He was nervous about meeting someone new but also excited about seeing if this person could make him feel better than the others who left without giving him a chance. He walked to the café; arriving early, he ordered a tea and sat waiting. It was around 10:30 when he finally spotted the gorgeous silver and blue foon walking into the café from across the street, she looked radiant, wearing a form fitting purple top. leggings and high heels. She looked at the very picture of a mistress. Her tail flicked back and forth as she scanned for a place to sit. Finding an open table, she headed toward his direction, only to spot him before she reached him.
"LostPet; I presume?" The vixen spoke, her voice was like thunder and wind; it reverberated deep inside the 18 year old vulpine, making his brain foggy with submissive thoughts.
~She has to be the one~ He thought, as his heart thumped tightly in his chest. "That's me." Bear stammered out. He tried to stand, but his legs felt heavy, he couldn't move them no matter how much he wanted to. He just sat there, paralyzed as the woman approached, her grin grew.
"Oh, you can stay seated." She said as she took a seat next to Bear. She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the young vulpine, as her eyes inspected the young male. "You're adorable!" Saila cooed as she gently rubbed his ears. "How old are you, 18?"
"Yes Ma'am." Bear responded softly, feeling as if he should bow his head to her. His heart pounded so loudly, he was sure she could hear it. His mind swirled with thoughts of being her pet, doing what she said and enjoying every moment of it.
"I'm Saila, but you can call me Mistress." the foon grinned as she drank in the fennec's submissive aura. "I want to own you, Bear. Do you want to be mine?" Saila's voice was filled with lust as Bear felt his erection begin to harden under the table.
Bear blushed deeply as his own body betrayed him. "Yes, Ma'am... I mean Mistress," Bear gulped as he shifted on the hard wooden chair. "I want to give myself to you; mind, body, and soul."
Saila smiled. "Good answer." She moved her paw to the table and turned her phone, so the young fox could see it. On the screen was a pet registration site, sponsored by the local government. Pet ownership was really a legalized form of slavery , but it did help control population and with keeping homelessness under control. It was strictly voluntary, could not be forced upon any fur, and offered the pet to be with complete petcare. Violators of the rule could be forced into petship themselves or worse. Very few cases of pet abuse ever crossed the benches of the city courts.
Bear smiled and wagged his tail. He scanned through the document, already familiar with it, due to many nights pawing off while reading what an owner had a right to do to their pets. He clicked his signature on the bottom of the document; it was official, he was a pet. He felt his erection throb as he signed away the remainder of his life. Bear pushed the phone back as Saila signed the document, he knew there was still time to back out if he so wished. His status wasn't fully set in stone till his pet tag arrived in the mail.
Saila put the phone away and rubbed her paw across Bear's ears. "Oh, someone's ready to get started." Saila teased making Bear blush deep red. "Shall we move to someplace a bit more friendly to pets?"
Bear shuddered at her touch, his cock felt like it was about to explode. "Yes Mistress," Bear's tail swung happily back and forth as he scooted out of the booth. He stood waiting as his owner
"Come, let's go." Saila purred as she held her paw out for the vulpine to take. Bear didn't hesitate as he took her hand, it was warm and welcoming as it squeezed his.
They walked out of the café, Saila holding the fox's hand tightly. She led him across the street, down several blocks to a rather large park. Bear blushed, he was familiar with this part of town and its unofficial name; The Pet District. "Have you been here before?" Saila asked softly as Bear shook his head.
"Just seen it on tv and pictures online." He answered, looking up at his new owner, she was beautiful; more beautiful than any of the owners in his past fantasies. He could feel her aura, radiating off her like a beautiful goddess. She was everything he thought an owner should be and more.
"Well, don't worry; I'll be here for you." Saila reassured as she led the fennec into the park. There were a few other people walking around, most of them with their owners. Bear blushed, feeling conspicuous as Saila led him to a large patch of grass. Saila took a seat and sat down, patting the spot next to her, Bear happily sat down on the ground. "Strip!" 
Bear squeaked as he looked up before quickly peeling off his clothes. Blushing as Saila gathered the garments into a pile, Bear crouched sitting like a feral, his tail swishing back and forth in the grass. He watched as the lovely mistress produced a pink collar from a pocket. 
“It won’t be official till your tags come in, but would the puppy like her new collar?” Saila teased as she twirled the collar around a finger. Bear mesmerized by the spinning ring could only nod, his brain lost in thoughts of being owned. Saila smiled and knelt, latching the collar around Bear’s neck tightly. The fox gulped, finding it slightly uncomfortable but very much turned on at the same time. Saila gave the collar a little tug. "That looks nice, doesn't it?"
Bear nodded, blushing deeply as he felt the leather collar press against his neck. Turned on and blushing hard, he let out a small yip. The inside of his ears flushed red as let several more yips and barks, reveling in the freedom being collared unleashed inside him. He felt the soft paw of his owner as she gently rubbed his ears, before she stood up.
"I'm glad you like it." Saila said as she glanced down at Bear's erect cock. "You like the feeling of the collar that much, huh?"
Bear meeped looking down, his paws instinctively covering his exposed genitals. The sudden movement made him feel disoriented and he fell backward in the grass. "Sorry!" He squeaked, still holding his genitals with one paw, as he looked up at his owner, he hoped she wouldn't be mad at him.
"HAHA how so unsightly," Saila teased as she held her belly from the amount of laughing she was doing. Bear gulped, not knowing what to do, he wasn't even sure if he should cover his erection or let it hang free.
Saila composed herself, she had a huge smile on her muzzle. "We can take care of that, you know."
"We can?" Bear whimpered as his antics had drawn the eyes of the few other pets and owners roaming the park. Saila stood, pulling the fox up by his collar. Bear scooped up his pile of clothes and followed closely behind, using the wad of clothes to hide his erection.
"Follow me." Saila walked to a more secluded area of the park, a small grove of ancient oak trees. In the heart of the trees was a small clearing , completely sheltered from the eyes and sound of city life. Saila took a seat on a fallen log, her tail swishing back and forth. Bear sat down next to her, keeping his tail tucked between his legs. "Now, let's get that erection under control." Saila purred as she moved her paw to Bear's cock, giving the fox's erection a light stroke.
Bear yelped, surprised as his owner started to stroke his penis, her paws felt heavenly as she slid her fingers up and down the perk shaft. Bear whimpered as he squirmed in the grass, her paw felt so good around his cock, he couldn't even begin to imagine what her pussy would feel like. "Oh yes." Saila cooed as she felt the fox's member start to ooze pre. "Let's get rid of this shall we?"
Bear whimpered as Saila continued to pump her paw up and down his erection. The fennec felt his orgasm begin to rise, his stomach twisted and his tail stood up as Saila rubbed her thumb just under the head of his penis. "Oh god Mistress, I'm about to-"
"No!" Saila hissed, her paw stopping instantly. "No, you will not cum until I tell you!" She ordered making the smaller male meep and nod slowly. "Get on all fours," she ordered as Bear moved into a dog-style position. Bear looked back at his owner, his ears drooping. "Good boy." Saila praised as she reached between Bear's hind legs to stroke the fennec's cock. Bear whimpered and shivered, losing himself in the experience. Before long his hips bucked against his owner's touch as he moaned and mewled. "That's a good boy." Saila said, as she squeezed the plump knot, milking several shots of creamy semen.
Bear gasped as he came hard, his cock throbbed as it squirt thick cum all over the ground. Saila grinned and giggled as she rubbed the sticky fluid off of her paw and gave the fennec's balls a playful slap. "OWUCH '' Bear cried out as he lost his balance and fell face forward into the grass.
"I did warn you not to cum, didn't I?" Saila chuckled as she inspected the fox's exposed rump. Her paws spread the male's chunky cheeks to reveal a lovely, little pucker. "Ooh, this will do nicely."
"Do what Mistress?" Bear asked as he looked back, watching as his owner took a long look at his tail-hole. "I don't think my tail hole is as good as others." He continued to say as Saila's fingers softly brushed against his butthole.
"Oh no, you have a perfectly lovely tail hole, for a surprise" Saila comforted as she stood up. "Stand up and face me."
Bear did as instructed and stood in front of his new owner, his knees shaking as he awaited his owner's next move. He watched as she looked at her phone screen. "Something wrong Mistress?" Bear asked submissively, his ears flat as he whimpered feeling he did something wrong.
"No, it's just getting late." Saila answered as she pocketed her phone and reached to rub Bear's ears. "You are such a cute little fox." She purred as she looked into his eyes, seeing the adoration and devotion that were so apparent in the small canine. "Perhaps we should get back to civilization," she chuckled as she handed Bear his clothes back. The fennec looked at them disappointedly before getting dressed. "Awws don't worry; you'll get your tags soon enough." Saila soothed as she took Bear's paw, leading him out of the park.
"Does this mean I'll be a good little pet now?" the fennec asked as he walked alongside his mistress.
"Yes, a very good pet," Saila responded while squeezing the fennec's paw. As they walked there was hardly a moment Bear took his eyes off the vixen. She was beautiful, strong, and intelligent. Bear wanted nothing more than to serve his mistress well. He blushed and looked away, wondering if she could tell he was staring at her as they reached the small cafe where they met.
"What now mistress?" Bear looked back at the pet section of town, then at his clothed body. The garments felt even more heavy than usual, like a chain holding back him from freedom. A warm feeling between his ears made Bear's gnawing depression fade. The presence of his owner and her paw was comforting.
"I'll see you again as soon as you receive your tags. Be sure to message me right away.” 
“Yes mam,” Bear’s tail wagged as he watched the owner of his dreams walk back towards the pet quarter. He let out a soft sigh as he turned and headed home. Bear took his time, thinking as he shuffled along. There was still so much to do, then there was also the wait for the tags, alot weighed on his mind as he reached his apartment.  
“She’s a dream,” Bear mumbled lazily as he undressed and laid on the bed naked. His fingers caressed his collar. ~Should I even sleep on the bed?~ The thought rattled around his head till he couldn’t stand it any more. Groaning Bear crawled off his soft bed and warm blankets, laying on the cold hardwood floor of his apartment. His tail softly as he yawned, ~At least I don’t have to go to work tomorrow~ he thought as he closed his eyes, falling into a slumber. 
The bright afternoon sun greeted Bear as he stretched, his jaws open as a sleepy yawn escaped. To his surprise, sleeping naked on the floor turned out more pleasant than he had expected. After a few late stretches Bear flopped on his bed and grabbed the only thing that was not packed away, his laptop. He opened the browser but as he started to bring up the all to familiar PetLife homepage when an alert popped up. To his horror and embarrassment the flashing text on the pop up stated that as a pet he no longer had access to the website without consent from an owner. 
“Damn that was fast,” he grumbled as he closed the computer and tossed it on top of a tightly packed box. “Probably the same for my phone too,” he sighed as he fished the small device out of the clothes he had left in a pile.A quick check confirmed that he was indeed locked out of his account, but a new contact flashed in his nearly empty contact list. It simply said Mistress Saila, the phone number was blacked out, leaving only the Call Button available. “Well that answers that question. What to do now?” Bear rolled onto his back and stared up at the only contact in his phone before he flopped onto his back.
The rest of the week went much the same, Bear would wake up on the floor and masterbate till he passed out. Once he woke he would fix a small meal followed by checking his phone, then another session of playing with his cock before bed. By the time the third day passed Bear was so set in the routine that a sudden chime startled the small male. “OMG!!” Bear shot up from his morning paw as he read the notification. It was from the Bureau of Pet Affairs, it was his papers! It was official he was no longer a furson, but a fully fledged pet. Excitedly he dashed out the door, wearing only the collar his owner blessed him with as he opened his mail cube. Inside was a single letter bearing the official stamp of the BPA, a light jingle emanated from the envelope as he carried it inside. With a trembling paw he opened it. Inside was a small congratulations card, two metal tags, and a list for his owner to complete. His tail swished back and forth as he fingered the tags.~Should I put them on?~ he thought as he caressed the collar around his neck.
“NO!” he suddenly shouted as he set the small piece of metal that contained his name, owner, and new address back down. Shaking his head he reached for his phone and quickly pressed the call button. Nervously he waited as it rang; once, twice, three times before a click and a heavenly voice greeted him.
“Good morning pet!”
“Morning Mistress.” Bear blushed, realizing just how much he missed hearing his owner’s soft voice.
“I take your tags finally arrived?” The voice was warm and seductive but even Bear could hear the undertone of excitement as his mistress spoke.
“Yes ma’am they did.” Bear’s tail wagged as confirmed that he was indeed a full pet now. “Do you want me to meet you at the cafe again?” Bear asked, barely able to contain the excitement in his voice.
“No, I’ll be there to pick you up soon. Just stay put.” The response came after a long pause making Bear whimper as he thought he upset his new owner already. As if she could read her pet’s mind, Saila responded quickly. “Don’t worry, I'm just taking care of a few things at home for your arrival. Oh! Dress light.”
“Yes, Mistress Saila!”  Bear beamed as his mistress phone disconnected. He turned and dug through his packed clothes till he found a pair of old jean shorts and pink crop top. ~Gods, I haven’t worn these in forever! I wonder if Mistress will like them~ He giggled as he pulled the garments on, the tight fitting clothes felt strange after several days of nakedness. Bear ran his paw over his bare midriff, smoothing the sandy blond fur there as he worked to make himself presentable for his owner.
Wanting to look his best, Bear sat on his empty bed brushing his head fur till a soft knocking at the front door made him bounce out of the bedroom that was no longer his. The small canine flew at his fastest, skidding to a stop, inches before his snot would have smooshed against the door. The knock came again, this time a bit firmer. The sound reverberated in Bear’s sensitive ears as he pulled the door open with a trembling paw. The sight of his owner’s chest, clad in a tight white fabric greeted the smaller male.
“Well now this is a sight,” His master cooed, making the fennec blush and lower his gaze downwards. His eyes caught the tight leather pants that hugged his owner’s body perfectly. Gulping he brought his gaze up finally to greet her amethyst eyes, finding only the soft warm gaze of his owner.
“I’ve um got everything packed,” Bear muttered meekly as he stepped aside, letting the most important person in his life inside what was once his home. Her eyes locked right away to the still open letter and tags sitting on a counter.
“Come,” She ordered as she scooped the small metal tags, running her fingers over them. Bear quietly walked over, pausing in front of the goddess that now held his life literally in her paws.  With a gentle brush of her paw Bear knew immediately what to do. He lowered himself to his knees and lifted his head up to expose his vulnerable neck and the pink collar that encircled it. “That’s a good boy,” she cooed softly with a scritch to Bear’s ears as a reward. 

Bear’s tail wagged softly, he so wanted to nuzzle the loving paw, but he held fast and was rewarded. His owner leaned in, kissing his upturned muzzle as her paws worked the tags onto his collar. All too quick the dreamy kiss was broken as the snap of a leash being clipped to his collar broke the spell he was under. Bear’s eyes followed the leash to his owner’s paw, this was it. This is what it means to be a pet, Bear entire being felt like it was gonna burst from joy.
“***** *** *******” He could see his owner’s muzzle open as she spoke, but so lost in the elation of pet-hood Bear couldn’t hear a single word. A sharp tug of the leash and Bear started to walk, still lost in the glow as ahead of him his owner continued to chat wordlessly. Bear followed, led through the city till his mistress stopped at a small cottage that was quite out of place, dwarfed by the tall buildings around it. Blushing Bear followed his owner into a well lit and cozy reception office, happy to let the leash and foon lead.




  

“Oh! Good morning Miss Yumako. You here to see Dr. Lillian?,” A small door mouse greeted the pair with a friendly smile. “She’s been expecting you sometime this week.” she chittered as she opened the door into the back. “I’m sorry Miss you’ll have to wait here.” the mouse instructed.
“Oh, I know by now,” Saila chuckled as she handed the leash over. She smiled and gently patted Bear on the head. “Now be good for the vet, I already arranged for everything that needs to be done.” She comforted the smaller canine. “Afterwards you’ll get to see your new home.”
“Yes, mistress,” Bear spoke softly, his bushy tail sweeping back and forth behind him. He was nervous but really wanted to be a good boy for his owner as he willingly followed the veterinary assistant through the door. Looking back over his shoulder the last view of his owner before the door closed was of her sitting in a chair, her nose into a magazine. It comforted him, knowing she was still close by, just a breath away.
“Here we are,” The mouse stopped suddenly as Bear bumped into her back.
“Um, sorry,” he blushed and looked down submissively. The mouse just chuckled and placed a paw on his head. The warm action had an immediate calming effect on him as his ears wiggled. 
“Inside please,” the mouse gently unclicked the leash, hanging it up on a hook before ushering the fennec fox inside. She smiled as grabbed a clipboard, “Shorts off,” she instructed as she busied herself with setting out various instruments.
Bear blushed and shimmied out of the tight garment. Not sure what to do next he folded them up neatly and set them on a small table. The cool air over his naked bits made him shiver softly as the mouse bustled around, taking his height, weight, and other vitals, all of which she noted on the clipboard. Once she was done she guided Bear towards a chair in the center of the small room. She helped him into it before reaching up to pull down two stirrups. Bear’s paws covered his blushing face as he allowed his legs to be lifted and settled into place. 
“Dr. Lillian will be in shortly,” the mouse spoke softly as she twisted a knob on the chair. Bear squeaked softly as the stirrups pulled his legs apart, fully exposing his small cock and balls. Before leaving, the mouse gave the pet’s thigh a reassuring rub. “Don’t worry you’ll be in good paws.” she hung the clipboard under the leash before exiting.
Bear sat there for several moments lost in his thoughts as he willed his erection to go down. ‘I’m a good boy’ he thought over and over till the sound of the door opening alerted him to the presence of a person. The form of a tail skunk, wearing a white coat, stepped into his vision.
“Well, hello Bear. I’ve been dying to meet you,” Dr. Lillian’s voice was soft and warm as she took a look over the notes the mouse had left. “Lets see here, overall health looks good. Ah! It says here you suffer from Sudden Dripping Penis. Well there is a simple treatment for that.”
“There is?” Bear shuffled looking down as the vet started to massage his balls with gloved fingers. The small male squeaked and started to moan as the fingers dug into his sack to palpate along the cords. Soon the feeling was gone as the vet grabbed a scalpel that had been set out for her and started to cut into the fennec’s scrotum. Bear whimpered softly at the sharp sting as she cut a single cut across the center.
  

“Yep,” she answered as she pushed her fingers into the slit she had made. Bear winced as she fished out his testicles, letting them dangle freely in the air. Bear looked down at the small grayish orbs and blushed. ‘So that’s what they look like,’ he thought. Dr. Lillian chuckled softly as she grabbed a pair of clamping scissors.
“You might want to take a deep breath,” she warned as she clamped the first cord. The fennec took a deep breath just as it felt like he was punched in the gut. Only a second later he heard a click and watched his nut being tossed into a trash can. His gut was “punched’ again, before his remaining testicle was quickly disposed of. The stumps that remind of his cords were shoved back into the pouch, before he was stitched and bandaged. Whimpering, he watched as the vet tossed bloody rags and gloves into the trash before she picked a small gun like device.
“What is that?” He whimpered gently as it was pressed against his left ear.
“Oh! It’s just your idea chip,” Dr. Lillian explained as the device made a click and a searing pain racked through the small male. “Shush shush,” She comforted as she held Bear's head against  her chest as she rubbed his head fur. The rest of the appointment went by like a blur, his nails were trimmed and painted. He was given various booster shots and finally to his embarrassment the doctor fitted a cone around his neck. She helped him back into his shorts before clipping the leash back onto his collar.
Whimpering as it hurt to walk upright, Bear dropped to his knees and crawled behind the vet. The display made him blush through the pain. He was truly a pet now, he was even on all fours like one. As the door leading into the lobby opened, his tail wagged back and forth. Without thinking he let out a happy bark upon seeing his mistress. 
“Oh? Who’s a happy puppy to see mommy?” Saila cooed and teased the neutered male as she thanked the vet. Smiling, she turned and led her pet out the door. “I’m very proud of you my lil Bear’” she smiled, guiding the small doggy along the sidewalk.
  

“Yip! Yip!,” Bear responded, his brain fully overloaded and stuck firmly into pet mode. The pair walked for nearly an hour, taking little breaks to relax under the shade of a tree before continuing. Soon the pair left the city, and approached a small farm.

“Look Bear, we are almost home.” Saila giggled, as Bear just looked up at her with a confused look on his face. “Not what you expected?” The tired foon knelt, rubbing the fennec’s muzzle, that was hidden inside the cone. “Well just you wait, there are many many more surprises in store for you.” Bear yipped, his tail wagged tiredly as his mind started to settle and return to normal as he was picked up and carried off to his new life.


The End?