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High school on a Monday 😭\n\nLucky for them, Matty & Damien have their methods of making it a bit more \"endurable\" for them~\n\n(Commission for anon.)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The only thing worse than high school? High school on a Monday 😭

Lucky for them, Matty & Damien have their methods of making it a bit more "endurable" for them~

(Commission for anon.)", "writing": "To say Sunday was a hell of a day for the boys would've been an understatement. A full day of being in charge was an amazing experience for the lads, having Grant, Martha and Kelly at their beck and call, eager to follow their every whim.\n\nA full course breakfast was already waiting for them as soon as they woke up, the mother dalmatian having brought it to them in bed, who seemed all too ready to make the boys happy whenever they needed it.\n\nWhile Damien knew full well why this was, Matty just chalked it up to her being hospitable, and pleased with her daughter's positive change in attitude.\n\nOnce they were dressed and ready for the day, the lot of them had spent the entire day watching TV and playing games, letting the boys eat and drink whatever takeout they wanted for both lunch AND dinner, and she even took them to the waterpark in between.\n\nBut all too soon, Sunday came to an end and Monday would rear its ugly head again. Which only meant one thing: school. More pop quizzes, more homework, more bullies, more assemblies and more buzzkill teachers...\n\nOr at least, it would be.\n\nWith their new weapon at their disposal, Matty and Damien weren't at all dreading the day ahead, or even the rest of the week that followed. In fact, they were actually kind of looking forward to it.\n\nEven now, the very first moment upon waking up, the latter was greeted to a wonderful sight.\n\nHis sister, once a teasing grouch and now a devoted loving sibling, was laying besides him in her bed, hugging him tightly as his face was resting against her pillows, a big cheery smile on her face.\n\n\"Morning~\" She cooed with a giggle, leaning down to give him a swift kiss on the lips. \"Ready for school, little brother?\"\n\nDamian smiled and leaned upwards, snuggling his head against her breasts.\n\n\"Mmm... Not really...\" He quietly responded, taking in her scent, her body so close and warm. \"I know where I'd rather be~\"\n\nShe giggled again at the remark, wrapping her arms around him tightly, before planting another kiss on his cheek and nuzzling it against hers.\n\n\"I know, I'd rather be here with you, too.\" Martha whispered lovingly, affectioning holding her sweet baby brother.\n\nReturning the favor, Damien and his sis shared a tender moment between one another, bonding the way only their kind of family did... As of Saturday.\n\nAfter Matty left on Sunday morning, Damien had been throughly enjoying the perks of his friend's new \"toy\", making his family bend to his every whim.\n\nBut now, it was the dreaded Monday, and that meant his fun was over and he would return to the oh-so-fun world of school life...\n\nOr would he?\n\nHe'd have to give that some thought later, as another pressing matter just came up.\n\nQuite literally, at that.\n\nSlowly, as the pair were snuggling, the older sibling's hand trailed downwards his boner, surprising him when she gently grasped it with her tender fingers.\n\nShe smirked at his reaction, looking down at him with a flirtatious look.\n\n\"Wanna start the day off right?\" She offered, tapping the tip of her brother's shaft with her index finger, giving an idea of what she had in mind for them. \"We can try that thing I showed you last night~ The nursing handjob?\"\n\nDamien shuddered, recalling one of the explicit videos his sister showed him before they concluded their nightly fun.\n\nShe kindly introduced him to some of the kinkiest and, in all honesty, strangest kinds of sex videos imaginable, to the growing pup.\n\nTurns out, there was a lot to more to be enjoyed in sex than just the actual sex. Something called \"fetishes\" existed, and man, were they weird.\n\nApparently, people got turned on by a bunch of weird stuff, some he could understand, others not so much. There were ferishes for feet, leather boots, costumes, farting, and some stuff he didn't even know meant.\n\nIt was there that he understood that hypnosis was his fetish.\n\nBut he knew which one she was talking about. He hadn't thought of such a thing; the guy sucking on the girl's breasts while she stroked his cock until he blew his load like that. Pretty creative, he had to admit, and he wanted to try it as soon as he could, but he was too exhausted last night by the time she had shown him that one.\n\nThose porn sights were full of weird stuff, and his sister's tastes were pretty bizarre. Then again, considering she was dating Vance, that wasn't really a surprise. He was probably the one who showed her them in the first place.\n\nStill, that was definitely something worth trying, and he was going to get a jump start on the day with that.\n\n\"S- Sure...\" He agreed, his tail wagging eagerly at the prospect, as well as another one. \"A- A- And do yo- yourself, t- too!\"\n\nThat was something else that was a bit of a revelation to him, from last night. Apparently girls can masturabte, too. Who knew?\n\nWell, she did, after she demonstrated how it worked on herself, before their big finish.\n\nShe grinned at the suggestion, leaning down and planting a tender kiss on his forehead, before settling him flat on his back, offering her bare chest to him.\n\nFeeling his heart race, the young pup opened his mouth and took a nipple between his lips, sucking gently on it, while his sister reached her free hand downwards and began rubbing her clit.\n\n\"Oooohhhhhh~\" Martha moaned, closing her eyes and relaxing.\n\nWith both herself and her precious brother ready, she got to work, gripping her brother's shaft and stroking her own pussy, her pace slow and steady.\n\nAs she did so, the horny pup closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, enjoying the scent of his big sister's tits, and the taste of her teat.\n\nThe day hadn't even started and they were already getting a jumpstart on their morning.\n\nA few moments passed by and the older dog was starting to speed up, her brother doing the same, his hand squeezing her other breast tightly, the young dally's dick throbbing in her hand.\n\n\"Fuuuuck...\" She groaned, picking up the pace as she stroked her brother's cock, the precum dripping onto her fingers.\n\nBoth of them were emitting hornies with each stroke/finger pump, and it wasn't going to be long before they reached their climax.\n\nDamien sucked harder, taking more of her nipple in his mouth and licking the flesh surrounding it, while his sister's movements sped up further, the young lad feeling his loins tighten, his balls contracting.\n\nIt was too much for them to bear any longer, and before they knew it, a hot sticky mess was made under Martha's sheets, the boy shooting his seed up into the blanket and splashing his cum all over himself & his sister's legs, while she let out a little flood of her own spunk beneath her.\n\nWith a sigh, the older canine stopped her hand movement and removed her fingers from her privates, while the younger one's grip loosened on her tit, letting him breathe freely.\n\n\"Heh... Good job, little bro~\" She congratulated hiold licking the jizz off each hand.\n\n\"Th- Thanks...\" He quietly replied, still recovering from the pleasure.\n\nIt took him a moment to recover from the bliss, before he finally sat up, looking down at the wet patch.\n\n\"Heh... Looks like mom's gonna have to wash these sheets.\" He noted, his tail wagging as he chuckled at the thought.\n\n\"Oh well.\" His sister shrugged, stepping out of bed and stretching her body out, keeping her eyes on her bro. \"Want me to get dressed today?\"\n\nThe way she asked such an unusual question like that so casually still made him think, even after spending the past few days with her.\n\nThis new change in her behavior was so drastic that it was hard for him to accept that she was the same girl who'd always tease and torment him, or ignore him at every other opportunity.\n\nAs much as he loved the new Martha, she still needed to.pay for being how she used to be... And he knew just how to do that.\n\n\"Yeah...\" He began, a cheeky smirk on his fave. \"Wear your most embarrassing outfit.\"\n\n\"Of course, master~\"\n\nThe sudden return of the nickname sent a chill down his spine, his dick throbbing again at the sound.\n\nShe might have been his sister, and his servant, but her voice, combined with that word, just did things to him.\n\nWith the command set, Damien made his way out of her room and proceeded downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen.\n\nIt was his lucky day, as it turned out; the moment he entered the kitchen, their mother was already present, having been cooking up their breakfast.\n\nHis favorite, no less.\n\nRoyal gala apple pancakes, with raspberries and sliced bananas layered on top, all coated with sweet maple syrup, whipped cream and sugar, along with a cup of his favorite orange juice.\n\n\"Morning, sweetie~\" The mature dal greeted, looking behind her and smiling sweetly.\n\nThe sight of the morning meal was enough to make him drool, but so was the sight of the sexy bitch herself.\n\nKelly was dressed in nothing but a skimpy apron, leaving her beautiful ass and breasts completely exposed for him, her tail wagging as she waited for his response.\n\nBut seeing his stunned face, she decided she would help him, putting the spatula down and walking up to him, bending down and kissing him deeply.\n\nDamien's eyes widened, feeling his mother's lips pressed against his own, but he wasn't complaining.\n\nHe was quick to return the kiss, enjoying the overly-motherly love for a moment, before she broke it.\n\n\"Is everything okay, baby?\" She asked, her hands on his cheeks.\n\n\"Y- Yeah, m- mom...\" He replied, his face bright red. \"E- Everything's great.\"\n\nHis answer pleased the mature canine, who turned around and headed back to the counter, swaying her hips side to side, teasing the young boy.\n\nDamian could feel his erection returning, and he wanted to take care of it quickly.\n\nSitting at the table, he watched in lustfuk delight as his mom brought the wonderful breakfast over, setting it in front of him as her eyes darted down to his proud member.\n\n\"Do you want some help with that, honey?\" She inquired, leaning forward and putting her boobs on the table, getting a clear view of her cleavage.\n\n\"Y- Yes, pl- please.\" He answered with a little nod, the young pup trying not to choke on his words.\n\nThe sexy mom smirked and got down on her knees, taking his throbbing dick into her hand guiding it under her apron, so thay it was right underneath her breasts, then squeezed them together and engulfed his cock, the young dally's member poking out between them.\n\nThe feeling was euphoric, almost as much as the scent wafting into his nostrils from the amazing meal beside him.\n\nBut even so, he had some... Agendas, to addres.\n\n\"M- Mom?\" He began, feeling his loins tightening again, a sensation that he was getting familiar with. \"D- D- Do you h- ha- have any... F- Feti- tishes?\"\n\n\"Yes.\" Kelly replied bluntly, keeping her steady rhythm. \"I'm into findom.\"\n\nThrough his grunts, the lad was able to vaugkey make out what he thought the answer was, the word ringing a bell in his mind. It was one of the categories Martha showed him last night\n\n\"F- Fe- Femd- dom?\"\n\nShe chuckled, continuing her titjob.\n\n\"No, I said findom. Though I suppose it's a sub-type of femdom. It's short for financial dominance, where I have control over other people's wallets, not them.\" The milf explained, pumping her brwasts up and down on his needy shaft like it was normal. \"You see, I have a fantasy for finding out people's financial information, then taking their money & controlling their spending habits, but I've never acted on it.\"\n\nWhile she was explaining this to him, and he didn't know/care whether ror not it was because eof what she was telling him, he could feeling his cock throbbing and pulsing, his loins tightening again.\n\n\"Uuuhhhhh~\" He quietly moaned, reaching his limit.\n\n\"Go ahead, honey.\" She continued, not slowing her pace, like she was sensing that her son was about to cum. \"Give mommy your love cream and I'll clean it alllll up~\"\n\n\"Oh, fuuuuck!\"\n\nWithout a second more, the boy reached his breaking point, shooting his jizz out onto his mom's breasts, coating the milf's tits and the inside of her apron.\n\n\"That's it, baby~\" Kelly whispered, squeezing her breasts together. \"Let it all out. I've got you~\"\n\nThe young pup panted, his entire body shuddering as his member squirted every last drop onto the dally, her breasts loosening around his cock and letting it out of the apron.\n\nShe smirked, leaning down and taking his cock into her mouth, cleaning off his member with her tongue, tasting the salty flavor.\n\nOnce the job was done, the adult bitch removed herself and got back to her feet, her eyes locked onto his.\n\n\"Enjoy your breakfast, sweetheart~\" She told him, walking back to the stove and getting back to work, leaving her son's load on her chest.\n\nDamien did just that, grabbing a fork and digging into the meal that was set out for him, enjoying the wonderful flavors and tastes.\n\nHis mom had always been a great cook, and it really showed. The only thing that would make this better would be if he had a show to go with it.\n\nAlthough he wouldn't have to wait for that; the kitchen door suddenly burst open, and a familiar member of the family entered.\n\n\"Ta da!\" Martha exclaimed, literally leaping into the room and striking a pose for her brother and mother, making the former's eyes widen and his jaw drop.\n\nHer ensemble was something that was a bit nostalgic for him, and at the same time, complied perfectly to his earlier command.\n\nShe was wearing her old ballet uniform; a pink leotard with a frilly tutu, matching tights & slippers, and even a little tiara on her head.\n\nAs far as getting remembered, she stopped going to ballet when she was his age, and the proof was there; the clothes barely fit her anymore, tightly hugging every curve, and the fabric looked ready to rip apart, if she even flexed.\n\nBut it wasn't just her clothes; she was wearing makeup for him, too. Lipstick, blush, eyeshadow, everything a girl would wear at a formal event.\n\n\"Don't I look pretty~?\" She asked, enjoying the stunned look on his face.\n\nDamien was flabbergasted. The Martha he knew would kill anyone who even so much as found an old picture of her in that outfit, and now here she was, proudly wearing it and looking like a pageant queen, for him.\n\nKelly, though surprised, WAS able to maintain her composure, and smiled warmly at her daughter, giggling a little at her choice of clothes.\n\n\"Good morning, dear.\" She began, looking like she was suppressing a laugh. \"Breakfast's almost ready.\"\n\n\"Thanks, mom!\" The older canine replied cheerfully, skipping up to the kitchen table and planting a tender kiss on her brother's cheek and leaving a pink mark, before sitting in the chair next to him.\n\nDamien's face was red and his eyes were wide, looking at his big sis in disbelief.\n\nHe knew he asked for it, but even so, he couldn't believe how comfortable she was, acting and dressing like this.\n\n\"Like what you see?\" She inquired with a grin, noticing her little bro's stare, winking at him.\n\nHe could only nod slowly, trying to find the will to carry on with his meal.\n\nBut before he could, someone else entered the kitchen as well. The fourth and final member of the household, and the former man of the house.\n\nGrant, the father of two and husband of one, walked inside in his usual business attire, consisting of a white button-up and a tie, grumbling about something and sounding reasonably frantic.\n\nIt wasn't much of a mystery for the three of them; he had been like this all of yesterday.\n\nSince he got cucked by his own son on Saturday night, interrupting the hot sex he and his wife were in the middle of, he had been pretty much castrated from any sexual release. No sex, no oral pleasure, no titjobs for him. Hell, he wasn't even allowed to masturbate anymore. Not unless it involved a certain someone.\n\nThat stuck-up nerd from his son's class. The lispy little deer lass that the boys more often than not complained about, that he had only seen a couple of times before.\n\nNow, she was all he could think about, and was the key to his desperate release. He was so pent up and aching to finish what he and his wife started a couple nights ago, but now he had to go to work.\n\nIt was hard, of course. Everything about her from her frazzled hair that looked like it hadn't even been touched by a hairbrush in a decade to the way the little spittles escaped her lips every time she opened her mouth.\n\nThat girl was perfect in every imperfect way, in his eyes. And a good thing she was; no-one else thought of her that way, as far as Damien and Matty were aware. Probably not even her own mother.\n\n\"Is...\" He began, clearing his throat and trying not to get too distracted by his libido. \"Is my coffee done?\"\n\nReaching over for his flask, the mother dally handed the metal cup to the paternal figure with a smile.\n\n\"Right here, hon.\" She answered, handing the beverage to him.\n\nTaking it without hesitation, the mature male opened the container and took a quick swig, savoring the taste before swallowing.\n\nAfter he had done so, Kelly leaned in for a kiss, but even as he saw it, Grant ignored her and turned around for the door. She wasn't any good to him in that regard now.\n\nThe mother dog feigned sadness at his response, turning around and pouting playfully.\n\nSnickering at the little scene, Martha decided to join in.\n\n\"Aww, dad~\" She cooed sadly, causing her father to turn back around.\n\nOnce she had his attention, the feminized teen stood up and got on her knees besides her mother, groping her ass for her daddy to get a look at.\n\n\"Don't you want any of this? You married it for a reason~\" She teased, jiggling her own mom's buttcheeks up and down.\n\nCatching on to the teasing, Kelly began trying to twerk on her own, shaking her rear for her hubby, who was looking quite flustered as it was.\n\n\"N- No, thanks.\" He answered, not looking or sounding much different from before. \"I- I've got my eyes on s- someone else, now.\"\n\nIn any other good marriage, that statement would've brought, at best, all sorts of questions for the spouses to ask and answer to. But in this case, not so.\n\nWith that, the patriarch exited the room and made his way towards the front door, like he hadn't even noticed anything was off, such as his son and wife being naked or his daughter dressed up in such a girly attire.\n\nWith that, the patriarch exited the room and made his way towards the front door, like he hadn't even noticed anything was off, such as his son and wife being naked or his daughter dressed up in such a girly attire\n\nOnce he was gone, the girls couldn't hold back their laughter, snickering at the response and having a good time.\n\nDamien, meanwhile, was still reeling. All of this had happened so fast, and his mind was all over the place. It was nearly too much for him to take it at once, but he managed to maintain control of his mindset.\n\nAnd it was a good thing, too. Seeing his mother and sister together like this, fully compliant to bend to his whim at the mention of their trigger words, gave him a fantastic idea. Something that would help both him and them at the same time.\n\n\"M- Mom...\" He began, feeling his heart race again. \"G- G- Go c- call the sc- school, a- and te- tell them th- that we've g- got a, uh... D- Doctor's appointment a- and we have t- to sta- stay home. We've, um... G- Got some work t- to do...\"\n\n***\n\nElsewhere in the city, namely at the said school, our other protagonist had just hopped off the bus and was approaching the educational building, along with the rest of his fellow classmates.\n\nAs per usual, the school's resident all-around geek, was the first and most eager to enter the establishment, as she had a full day of reading books and studying to look forward to, which was more than could be said for the rest of her peers.\n\nEven just seeing her ruined his mood. Everything from her dorky sweater vest and oversized skirt to her raspy voice got on his nerves, and he wasn't the only one.\n\nThe whole class didn't think much of Livvy, and would more often than not, try and make fun of her. Even some of the teachers would ignore her and not give her the time of day, treating her like the outcast she was.\n\nSome of the staff liked her, though. And she would often run to them whenever someone gave her a hard time.\n\nWhat really annoyed people about her was her personality. Her looks weren't the worst in the school, admittedly, but she was so unbearable to be around.\n\nBut that hopefully wouldn't be an issue for Matty, and neither would any of his other usual troubles. Not as long as he had his secret weapon with him. Though, he knew he would have to keep it that: a secret.\n\nHe couldn't just go around hypnotizing the entire school, or else they'd figure out that he had something to do with it.\n\nNo, this had to be a quiet operation, where only a select few were affected by it, using it only as and when needed.\n\nThe morning went as usual, and before he knew it, it was time for the class's first period: science.\n\nMore specifically, physics.\n\nMatty wasn't a fan of this subject, especially since he had to sit right next to the resident bookworm and class brainiac.\n\nEven just thinking about her made his blood boil. Her and her annoying... Self.\n\n\"Class, open your books to page 74.\" The teacher, a rather dull-sounding owl, instructed as he did the same with his own textbook. \"We'll be continuing Friday's lesson about protons. The difference betwee-\"\n\n\"Mister Barlow?\" The annoying deer herself piped up, raising her hand as she spoke.\n\nTurning his head 180° to address her, the teacher's eyes followed as she pointed to another student.\n\n\"Tyler's chewing gum.\" She told him, her nasal voice almost enough to make the other students puke.\n\nBarlow's eyes followed her finger, seeing the student in question, a young lion with a mouthful of bubblegum, caught red handed.\n\n\"Mr. Sanders, remove the gum.\" He ordered, his eyes back on the text. \"We'll deal with this after the lesson.\"\n\nScowling at the deer, Tyler removed the gum and spat it out, crumpling up the wrapper and tossing it to the trash can.\n\nShe was a nerd, a teacher's pet AND a snitch. If there was anything worse than a bully, it was her.\n\nUnfortunately, the rest of the lesson didn't go much smoother. As she spotted more wrongdoings, she was quick to alert her teacher.\n\n\"Becky's littering.\" She would say in one instance.\n\n\"Tom's kicking my chair.\" She would say in another.\n\n\"Ivy's drinking something.\"\n\n\"Jerry's spitting a spitball.\"\n\n\"Matty's trying to copy my answers.\"\n\nThat last one struck a nerve with him, for pretty obvious reasons.\n\nEvery time the teacher asked a question, her hand shot up and the words came pouring out of her mouth in that stupid voice.\n\n\"A nebula.\"\n\n\"Cylindrical.\"\n\n\"Uranus.\"\n\n\"Kepler.\"\n\n\"Newton's.\"\n\nIt was so easy for her, yet it was so annoying for everyone else.\n\nThe class went on like this for the next hour or so, until it was finally nearly lunchtime.\n\nThe class were all eager to get their break, especially Matty. The last thing he wanted was to be anywhere near Livvy.\n\n3 goddamn hours with this bitch, and it would finally be over-\n\n\"Sir, what about our homework?\"\n\nThat question caught him by surprise.\n\nOh, shit! Homework!\n\nMatty hadn't even realised the assignment was due today. He was so caught up in the events of the weekend, that he had forgotten all about it.\n\n\"Ah, yes.\" Mr. Barlow responded, confirming that they may have gotten away with it, had this bitch not asked. \"Your homework.\"\n\nShit. Shit. Shit.\n\n\"As you all know, the assignment was for you to come up with a scientific hypothesis, then conduct a series of experiments based on those hypotheses, and create a graph that illustrates the results of-\"\n\nIt didn't matter to him what it was; he hadn't done it, and that meant only one thing:\n\nDetention. After school. For a week.\n\n***\n\nWell, that did it. Now, he was really pissed.\n\nNot only had this stuck-up nerd made a fool out of him in front of the entire class, now he was going to have to spend a whole week after school because of her.\n\nShe was the worst, and he was going to pay her back.\n\nLuckily, as it turns out, that would be right now, as the moment the bell rang, she was one of the first out of the room, likely not wanting to have any more conversations with her peers, and neither did they.\n\nNone of them, that was, except for Matty himself.\n\nSpotting her having lunch by herself all alone, as per usual, the boy approached her table and sat in front of her, glaring daggers at the girl, who had her face in a book and didn't even acknowledge him.\n\n\"Hey, Livvy.\" He greeted, trying not to blow his cover.\n\nConfused by his presence, the nerdy girl looked up from her reading material and at the boy, her eyes wide with confusion.\n\n\"Uhhhh... H- Hello, Matty.\" She replied, unsure of what to make of him being there.\n\n\"I, uh... Was hoping you could take a look at something for me.\"\n\nAs he explained his proposal, the girl's confusion only worsened, tilting her head at the question.\n\n\"Why are you asking me?\"\n\n\"Because, you're the smartest girl in school.\"\n\nLivvy's cheeks went bright red at the compliment, a flustered look appearing on her face, while Matty's grew into a grin, knowing he had her where he wanted.\n\n\"W- Well... Th- Thanks, Matty, b- but-\"\n\n\"Look, I really need help on this. Just take a look, please?\" He continued, sounding convincingly honest, despite having ulterior motives.\n\nAfter a brief moment of silence, the deer finally responded.\n\n\"Okay, wh- what do you need help with?\"\n\n***\n\nWith everything set in place, Matty's revenge was ready to get underway.\n\nLunch was over and it was time for music class.\n\nEveryone took their seats, while the teacher, an ageing grey cat, stood at the front of the classroom and addressed the class.\n\n\"Alright, everyone. I hope you've all ready for this class. We're starting a new project, and you'll need all the practice you can get.\" She announced, turning around and grabbing a piece of chalk. \"The project will be based around the history and evolution of classic pieces. So with that in mind, who here can tell me the year Ride Of The Valkyries was first performed?\"\n\nA hand raised into the air, belonging to a familiar bespectacled face, her hand trembling as she waited to be called upon.\n\n\"Yes, Livvy?\"\n\nThis was Matty's chance. Time to see if his little experiment work.\n\nUnder his breath, so that only he and Livvy could hear him, the canine muttered something to her.\n\n\"Hopscotch.\"\n\nSuddenly, upon hearing say that word, something changed in Livvy's mind.\n\nSomething drastic.\n\nWithout further warning or reason, her big brain pulled the plug on her, dropping her IQ to such a low level that a grain of rice looked like a genius by comparison.\n\nEverything she had spent her whole life learning about vanished without a trace from her mind, and she was left a hallow mess, a mere husk of her former self.\n\n\"Ummm...\" She began, her mind blanking out and struggling to form an answer, her mouth drooling as she tried to form the simplest of sentences.\n\nThen, the second part of the effect that Matty installed in her via the hypno ray kicked in, and her empty head was suddenly given a very short list of answers which, naturally, must've been the right one.\n\n\"I sleep with my suffed monkey!\" She blurted out in a dumb voice. Or at least, dumber than usual.\n\nThe unexpected answer got a short round of snickers and a few \"What?\" from her peers, which didn't go unnoticed by the nerd in question.\n\nHearing them laughing at her like that, even at the volume it was, seemed to make her realize that something was wrong.\n\n\"Wh... Why is everyone laughing?\" She inquired, looking around at her classmates.\n\nMatty had to surpass a laughter towards her as well, with a shit-eating grin on his face.\n\n\"Well, that's... Interesting...\" The teacher followed up in an understandably puzzled tone, before straightening his tie and regaining his composure. \"But... Back to the subject at hand. Now, answer the question, please.\"\n\n\"O- Oh, right.\" Livvy continued, recalling the query. \"18-\"\n\n\"Hopscotch.\" He whispered again, still at the low volume that only she could hear him.\n\nOnce again, the trigger word drained her brain of any sense of logic that she was so well-known/reviled for, and replaced it with an empty void, before another humiliating answer popped into her mind, which made it's way to her lips.\n\n\"I have a crush on Jack Wilson~\" She announced, using a more dreamy tone than her previous answer.\n\nThough it didn't change the amused reaction of her peers, cue the same snickering as before, only a little louder than last time.\n\nThe teacher, however, wasn't finding this as amusing as they were.\n\n\"Excuse me, Miss Abecrombie?\" The grey feline began, a stern expression on his face. \"I don't know when you decided to become the class clown, but I don't appreciate it. Now, do you have the answer or not?\"\n\nLivvy's face and heart dropped at the same time. Why was she suddenly blurting out such embarrassing details about herself? She was making herself look like a fool in front of her class! And more importantly, her teacher!\n\n\"I- I- I'm sorry, sir!\" She apologised, her voice quivering. \"T- Th- The answer is-\"\n\n\"Hopscotch~\" He whispered again, enjoying the show as much as the rest of his peers, possibly more.\n\nFor the third time, the process repeated itself, the young girl's IQ dropping below sea level.\n\n\"I still wear Magic Rainbow underwear!\" She answered, sounding genuinely full-of-herself at having said it, though the others seemed to enjoy it, their laughter not even trying to be hidden anymore.\n\nJust as before, their amusement snapped her out of her trance and she just realised what she came out with.\n\n\"W- W- Wait, wh- what?\" She gasped, feeling her chest tighten, and her heart sink, realizing what was going on. \"Th- Th- That's not true! I- I- I d- d- don't have-!\"\n\nBut it was too late for her. The only sound that eclipsed their laughing was their teach standing up from his desk, looking very displeased.\n\n\"Livvy, you've disrupted my classroom for long enough. You're in detention.\"\n\nThe announcement was like a knife through the girl's chest, and the class' reaction to it, was the final blow, killing her off.\n\nShe had never had a detention in her life, and she prided herself on that. She was always a good student, a hard worker, and a diligent learner. She excelled in all subjects except for gym\n\nAnd now, she was being punished for admitting things she wouldn't even want her own mother to know, if she wasn't already aware of them.\n\n\"B- But-\"\n\n\"Go to the office. Now.\" He ordered, the look on his face making it clear he wasn't taking no for an answer.\n\nKnowing better than to argue, Livvy stood up from her seat and slowly making her way out the room, but not before leaving the classroom with a lasting impression.\n\nIt was all too much for the know-it-all to take, and she couldn't stop herself from bursting into tears, bawling loudly as she headed outside.\n\nThe tears of a geek. Now, that was a sight.\n\nLivvy had always been the smartest girl in school, the most hated student and the biggest outcast. It was about time she got what she deserved.\n\nLittle to none of the students took pity on her, but there was one that was particularly pleased with how this went.\n\nNo prizes for guessing who.\n\n***\n\n*Ringringringringringringringring*\n\nThe final schoolbell rang out, signalling that the students were free once again. Free to go home and enjoy their young lives, and do whatever they wanted to satisfy their boredom/interests.\n\nAll the students, that was, except for those in detention. Namely, those who had forgotten/didn't care about that big assignment and were facing the consequences. Everyday for a week, they were forced to spend at least an hour with their teacher in complete silence and boredom, paying the price for their laziness & arrogance...\n\nGood thing Matty wasn't a part of that.\n\nBefore the detentions today began, he decided decided pay a little last minute visit to his physics teacher, introducing him to his recently acquired toy. After giving him a quick zap and a few suggestions, the boring old coot was kind enough to \"reconsider\" his approach to discipline, regarding his new favorite student.\n\nIt was a nice way to end the schoolday, but not nice enough. There was something else he needed to take care of as well.\n\nMaking his to, of all places, the library, Matty began the pursuit of the young lady whose day he had ruined, and whose reputation with the staff he had just obliterated, by her own mouth.\n\nThe moment the canine entered the reading area, he could spot the four-eyed loner by herself at her usual table, reading some huge book that would've taken him at least a month to finish.\n\nBut of course, it wasn't as normal as it usually was. Aside from the quietened sniffling and sobbing sounds, about a dozen crumpled up tissues were scattered around her.\n\nThat was a rare sight for him to behold, and it made him grin from ear to ear, seeing the result of his handiwork. It was time for phase 2.\n\nComposing himself to remove his evil grin, the young fox walked over to the sobbing deer, feigning a compassionate look as he approached her.\n\n\"Hey, Liv.\" He began, sounding genuinely concerned. \"Are you okay?\"\n\nThe geek turned to look at him, her face saying it all. Her eyes were puffy and red, her nose was dripping and her cheeks were stained with tears, her glasses smudged.\n\n\"I- I'm fine, Matty.\" She whimpered, looking back at her book, doing her best to act like nothing had happened. Though failing miserably.\n\n\"You don't look fine. What's wrong?\" He continued, playing the part of a concerned friend.\n\nShe didn't want to admit it, but she didn't have much of a choice.\n\n\"I- I'm in d- d- det- t- t- te- te- ten-\"\n\nShe couldn't bring herself to say the word, her heart breaking again as she recalled the events.\n\nBut it was too late for her; her face was already buried into the book again, crying quietly, and not wanting anyone to see her like this.\n\nBehind his caring face, Matty wore a sinister grin, knowing that his plan was ready.\n\nSimilarly, behind his back, he had the key to change his new friend's sour mood, as well as their relationship as a whole.\n\nWith the weapon ready, the young canine brought it up and aimed it right at the girl's face, knowing she was completely oblivious to his intentions.\n\n\"There's no reason to be upset.\" He calmly told her, keeping his voice quiet so no-one else would hear him.\n\nLivvy, however, heard his response and raised her head, turning to look at him.\n\n\"W- Why?\" She asked, somewhat rhetorically, before seeing the tip of the scientific device pointed at her.\n\nAnd faster than she could even have a thought about it, the trigger was pulled and for the second time today, she was put under hypnosis.\n\nHer face was the picture of serenity as she fell into a trance, her mouth falling open and her tongue hanging out, the deer's entire body relaxing and becoming pliable to her partner's control.\n\n'God, she still looks like a dork even when she's hypnotised!' Matty thought to himself, trying not to laugh.\n\nAfter another second, he was ready to give out more instructions.\n\n\"Livvy, listen up. Right now, you're the saddest you've ever been in your life. But it's not because you were laughed at, because you left the classroom crying or because you told everyone some of your secrets. It's because you weren't getting any orders from me.\"\n\nThe words entered her mind and made perfect sense, as her expression started to change from one of sadness to one of happiness, a small smile appearing on her face, as the realization that her master was giving her new orders right this moment.\n\n\"Nothing makes you happier than doing what I say.\" He continued, before thinking a little more about it and resuming. \"In fact, nothing else makes you happy at all, other than obeying me. You will only feel happy and content if you're following my every order, no matter how embarrassing or strange they might seem.\"\n\nHe could see the words were starting to get through to her, the changes in her demeanor being clear signs that he was having the desired effect.\n\nThat was good enough for him; now that he had finished with the gun for the time being, he placed the contraption back into his bag and got something else out: a few sheets of paper.\n\n\"And you can start right now. Do my homework.\"\n\nWithout a second more, she nodded obediently and she took the papers from him, immediately getting to work and scribbling down her answers on the blank pages, writing away like the good little pet she was.\n\nPleased with her quick progress, the young vulpine stood up and picked up his bag, turning around to depart from the room.\n\n\"I'll find you when I need to.\" He mentioned, before heading back to the door.\n\n***\n\nIt might have been a bit of a rough start, because of Livvy, but at least she was being put to use now. That big brain of hers was finally good for something, and if she wasn't entranced, maybe she'd still be a little grateful to have a friend for once.\n\nRegardless, Matty's day had gone from bad to better, all because of that one girl. He had nearly gotten a week of detention because of her, in addition to her usual annoying habits, but now? Now she was a toy, a tool for him to use and abuse, and a perfect outlet for his own stress.\n\nShe would do anything for him, without question. That was the beauty of the hypno ray, and the wonderful world that it opened up for him.\n\nHe was thankful that the school was empty, so nobody would've seen him speaking with the living incarnation of what makes people groan.\n\nOr at least, empty as far as he had thought of.\n\nThe muffled sound of a whistle blowing from the gym area caught his attention, reminding him of what went on after school every Monday. Something he had never really given much thought to before now.\n\nThe school's swim team had practice today.\n\nThe all-female group of anthros that represented the school's swimming team in competition, which consisted of several breeds of animals.\n\nAll of them were older than him, so he never really had any interaction with most of them. Hell, he hardly knew any of their names.\n\nBut even so, they had the respect of many, and their status had made them popular, even with students like Matty who hadn't even been introduced to them.\n\nSo, why not change that.\n\nRather than head out to where he was sure Lana was waiting for him, as his mom texted him about earlier due to having to work later than normal, the young fox headed for the PE department, a sense of caution as the former led the way inside.\n\nHe knew the school had strict rules about no students being allowed in the buildings after closing time, so he would have to try not to get spotted by the coach.\n\nThankfully, it was easier said than done; they reached the open double-doors and snuck inside, hiding behind the trashcan to get a good look at what was happening in the water.\n\n\"You see, the key to doing any stroke is being able to coordinate yourself perfectly in the water.\" The instructor, an otter named Mrs. O'Conner, explained as the group of girls watched perform in the water.\n\nHis eyes were glued to the group in the water, for several reasons.\n\nSure, they were good at the whole swimming in synchronicity and all, and if he was interested in sports, he might have been more impressed than he was. But it was the condition of their bodies that caught his interest, rather than their performance.\n\nThe red school-issued swimsuits hugged tightly to their wet bodies, leaving little to the imagination. And the sight was very pleasing to the young male.\n\nThe sight, that was, of those inviting chest melons attached to their bodies, shamelessly jiggling about wityveach little move they made.\n\nGranted, some were more... \"Talented\" in that technique than others, with one in particular standing out to him.\n\nThe zebra.\n\nMatty didn't know her name, though he had seen her a few times around the school, and he hadn't really thought much about her until now.\n\n'Holy cow!' He thought to himself, feeling his heart race faster and louder at just the distant sight of those huge puppies.\n\nThey easily dwarfed the rest of the breasts in the room, even the coach's, and they looked like they were having a hard time staying inside the tight swimming attire.\n\nHe was pretty mesmerized by just how big they were, as it was hard for him to take his eyes away from those bouncing plumpers.\n\nThat was, until he heard that same whistle blow again, much louder & clearer this time, which made his heart skip a beat and snapped him back to reality.\n\n\"Alright ladies, good work!\" The older otter declared, picking up a stack of towels and walking over to the steps leading out of the pool. \"Get dried off and go home. I'll see you next week.\"\n\n\"Oh, really?\" The zebra he had his eyes on spoke up, looking at her friends. \"Because I was hoping we'd go home soaking wet in our swimsuits.\"\n\nHer friends gave a chorus of light laughter at the joke, with the coach even rolling her eyes and signalling for them to come over.\n\nThat was their cue; the swim team, consisting of 12 beautiful anthro girls, exited the water and made their way over to the towels, drying themselves off as they headed for the changing room.\n\n'Shit!' Matty internally exclaimed, ducking down as far as he could go behind the bin, praying that the girls wouldn't spot him on their way out.\n\nIf they did, they didn't seem to pay it any mind; the lot of them just walked through towards the changing room next door, leaving the fox alone, and able to let out the breath he had been holding.\n\n\"Nice prac', girls.\" The lively zebra announced, prompting the lad to turn his head around the corner to look at them, just in time to see the former giving the giraffe girl a swift smack on the ass, making him blush from the unexpected move. \"Getting better, Bright Eyes. Finally got your snout outta those books.\"\n\nThe tall spotted chick smirked back at her, as she and the rest of the team headed inside the changing room.\n\nHe knew there was no point in sticking around any longer, but a sudden realization came upon him, and a smirk appeared on his face, a new idea forming in his head.\n\nThose girls, especially that zebra girl, were getting undressed... Stripping down... Getting naked!\n\nThis could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the boy, and he wasn't about to pass it up.\n\nHeading over to the changing room door, the canine pressed his ear up against the door, listening in for the sounds of the girls, and any conversations he could hopefully pick up on.\n\nHe could definitely hear them speaking, but he couldn't make out what it was they were saying exactly. Some words were a little clear, but he still didn't know the context for them. Plus, they were all talking over each other.\n\nHe wasn't too bothered, though. As long as they were doing what he thought they were, then he could sit and listen.\n\nAlthough that wasn't enough for him. He wanted more than to just listen and imagine. He wanted to get the best possible experience from this as he could.\n\nAnd unlike every other student in the school. he had the right tool for the job.\n\nSlowly, and with shaking hands, the lad placed his bag on the floor and unzipped it, retrieving the device that had changed both his and his best friends lives.\n\nIn all honesty, he should probably ask Damien where he's been all day, but that could wait.\n\nAs he held the ray gun up right, he could feel his heart beating louder and louder, even moreso with each step her took to the door.\n\nHis back was pressed against it, the gun in hand, and he took a few deep breaths.\n\nThis was it. Now or never. No going back, regardless of the outcome.\n\nHe could feel the cold sweat coming, along with his body trembling.\n\nThis was probably the biggest change he would make in his life, and it was all hinged on the next couple of seconds.\n\n'Okay... Here goes...' He thought to himself, taking a final deep breath. '3... 2... 1!'\n\nWithout wasting another second, the vulpine barged himself backwards through the door, feasting his eyes on the dream that most boys would kill to see, if they only had the balls to do so.\n\nIn varying states of undress, 12 beautiful young females, all of which happened to be mammals, were standing or sitting around, chatting to their friends just seconds ago as they were changing into their regular clothes.\n\nThat was, until they spotted the little pervert in the room with them, immediately covering themselves up and screaming at the sight of him.\n\n\"What the hell!?\" One of them, namely the burly polar bear girl, shouted as she covered her chunky but toned body with her towel. \"Get out!\"\n\n\"Y- You're not supposed to be in here!\" Another, this time a mouse, squeaked out, using her hands to cover her body, even though her bra & panties were already on.\n\n\"Leave us at once!\" The giraffe girl, who he actually knew by the name of Meg, nicknamed \"Bright Eyes\", demanded as she ducked her head down to shield her body with her long neck as well as the towel.\n\n\"Hmph. Perv.\" The gothic wolf in the corner mentioned, sounding less bothered than the rest of them. Though that was understandable, given that she was pretty much already dressed by that point.\n\nThe rest, however, were very unhappy, and very angry.\n\n\"The boys' room is down the hall!\" -- The labrador.\n\n\"Go, ya lil' bastard!\" -- The cow.\n\n\"I'm telling Mrs. O'Conner on you!\" -- The mare.\n\nAnd so on and so forth\n\nTheir remarks were as he expected, but he was the one with the element of surprise.\n\nWith the gun in hand and his very future on the line, he reminded himself that it was time to act, or else.\n\nSo, with a pull of the trigger, the weapon was fired, a familiar stream of rings shooting out of the tip and right towards the group of females, the majority of which had their backs to him.\n\nThe girls fell limp at the sudden effect the science weapon had on their fragile minds, immediately forgetting their anger and astonishment at the brazen act this kid had just committed.\n\nMatter of fact, they forgot quite a lot of things in those heads of theirs.\n\nAs their minds were reset, their bodies straightened out, dropping their arms to their sides and their towels/clothes to the ground, enticing the young male's eyes to all their glory.\n\nHere, right before him, 12 lovely and nubile anthros, each of them as beautiful and stunning in their own way, were standing semi to completely nude before him, their bodies free for him to marvel and use to his pleasure.\n\nThey truly were all amazing in their own rightful ways and he would've been happy to be calling any of them his girlfriend. But... Now that he had the choice, the chance to be picky, there was only one he wanted.\n\nThat zebra.\n\nStanding before him, only her bra and panties on, the same busty girl he had admired in the pool earlier, her body fully revealed to him, and him alone.\n\nHis eyes were wide as dinner plates, and his mouth was practically salivating at the sight, his entire body trembling.\n\nThe rest of the girls could wait; he didn't exactly plan on saving the best for last.\n\nStepping forward to her with nervous footsteps, the fox gulped before opening his mouth.\n\n\"Y- You...\" He began, his voice somewhat croaky. \"Wh- What's y- your name?\"\n\n\"Ava, master.\" The young girl replied, that same tone Lana and Martha used when he had done this to them.\n\n\"Ava...\" He repeated, smiling slightly. \"A- A beautiful name f- for a beautiful gi- girl... Uh, d- do you have a, uh... A b- boyfriend?\"\n\n\"No, master.\" She responded bluntly, making Matty's heart skip a beat at what he had in mind for her next.\n\n\"Holy crap, I might get away with doing this...\" He muttered to himself, before speaking up again. \"Um, w- well no- now you d- do! F- Fr- From now o- on, you're m- my g- girlfriend!\"\n\n\"Yes, master.\"\n\nHe was surprised at how well this was going, and he figured he may as well go the whole way.\n\n\"N- N- Now, uh, ki- kiss me.\"\n\nWith a blank, unchanging expression, the zebra leaned down to meet his level, puckering up her lips and placing them on his, a surefire sign to seal the deal.\n\nThe boy couldn't believe this was real. It was happening, right now. This girl, Ava, the hottest girl in school, as far as he was concerned, was now his very own girlfriend. And she was making out with him!\n\nHe could feel her warm, wet tongue invading his mouth, the kiss deepening with each passing second, and his body was reacting to it, his erection starting to form. Deciding to let her take the lead in their snog, he was focused on how far he could go right now.\n\nNow that her mind and body were free for him to play with, why not get started on that?\n\nHer bewilderingly large breasts were right in front of him, and the idea of just reaching out and touching them was too much for him to ignore.\n\n'Holy fuck, they're so big! So soft and warm!' He thought, feeling her nipples press against his palm, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. 'She must be a fucking D-cup, at least!'\n\nFrom what he discussed with Lana, he had a fair understanding of how breast sizes work, so he was sure he was making an accurate measurement.\n\nRegardless, this was a gift straight from heaven.\n\n'Oh god, they're amazing!'\n\nThey were so full and bouncy, and the texture was something else.\n\nAnd her tongue was even better.\n\nEven though her kiss was different from the other two girls he had his fun with, she was clearly just as experienced in this kind of thing, if not more. Nothing could ruin this moment for them.\n\n*Bzzzzz*\n\nAlmost nothing.\n\nThe vibration of his phone in his pocket was a rude interruption to this moment, to say the least.\n\nStill, the sound snapped him back into reality, and he pulled the device out of his pocket to see who and what he was being disturbed by.\n\n\"hey shortstack im wastin gas 4 u get yo ass here\"\n\nThe text from Lana reminded him that she was supposed to be picking him up, and his heart sunk.\n\nReluctantly, the vulpine pulled his lips away from hers, and broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the tips of their tongues as they parted the passionate moment.\n\nIt looked like he would have to wait before getting into any \"further activities\" with Ava... Or would he?\n\nThinking about how he would salvage this moment, an idea came into Matty's dirty mind, that would keep the godly zebra around for a bit longer. And if all went well, not just her, either~\n\nTaking a step back to address all of the girls at once, Matty cleared his throat before speaking up.\n\n\"O- Okay, um... H- How many of you are free tonight?\" He asked, looking around the room at the responses.\n\nOf the 12 of them, only half raised their hands. And to his delight, Ava was one of them!\n\nThat gave him a sense of relief; his plans could continue as the night would continue.\n\nThe rest of his options for today consisted of Bright Eyes, that same goth wolf in the corner, an antelope girl that seemed to be the oldest of the lot, that burly polar bear and the labrador.\n\nThat would do just fine for him, but he had another issue to address.\n\n\"Um, al- alright, how m- many of you c- can drive?\"\n\nAt the follow up, his new girlfriend kept her hand raised, as did the arctic ursa behind her.\n\n\"O- Okay, th- then I want y- you two t- to dr- drive the r- rest of these f- four with yo- you. W- We're all g- going back to my h- house.\"\n\n\"Yes, master.\" The 6 of them replied in synchronicity.\n\nAs he took a step backwards to look at them all at the same time, he had to pause for a second, before giving them their next command.\n\n\"O- Okay, um... W- When you hear me s- say \"Daffodil\", you'll f- forget this ever h- happened...\" He explained, recalling when Lana herself was in this situation. \"A- And w- wh- when I s- say it again... A- And snap my fingers... You'll c- come back t- to b- be- being like t- this...\"\n\nThe 12 of them nodded in synchronicity at his instruction, similar to his other victims so far.\n\n\"Daffodil.\"\n\n***\n\nAs the events of the school were going on, more hypno fun was being had in the dalmatian household, with the son/brother reigning supreme over the two females he was being served by.\n\nDamien had a fantastic day so far, full of giving commands and instructions to the two bitches that were now only living to serve him.\n\nHis mom and sister had joined him in the shower, helping the boy take care of his morning wood, and the day only got better from there.\n\nIt wasn't the first time the boy had seen them naked, but he didn't care; he was more than grateful to see them in the buff anytime. He never felt so clean and dirty at the same time.\n\nSo many unspeakable acts of perversion and depraved lust had been had between the three of them throughout the day, and it was the best time of their lives... Especially in Damien's case.\n\nRight now, the lad was waiting for his mom to finish baking him a special treat for being such a good master to them, while his sister was keeping him occupied. And educated.\n\nThe pair of siblings were sitting together in the living room, the boy in the girl's lap, the former's dick getting stroked by the latter's busy hand, while the other one was scrolling through her laptop in front of him.\n\n\"This one is called 'Pegging'.\" Martha explained, showing him the porn archetype of the torturous act, as a dominant woman was slamming her strap-on into the asshole of a whimpering and screaming man. \"Some guys are into it, but we won't do it to you unless you want to experiment... Or want us to use it on dad~\"\n\nDamien was only half-listening to her, and he didn't really care too much about what his sister was talking about.\n\nAll he was interested in was the pleasure of her warm, soft hand rubbing his rod, and the fact that she was completely nude, as was he.\n\nIn the past few hours, Martha's laptop had downloaded so much porn, that Damien didn't know what to start with. But his big sis was a lot more helpful than he thought she would be.\n\nNot only had she given him her laptop to peruse, but she had also been explaining the terms and techniques he saw, and even showed him a few with a more practical demonstrations.\n\nIt was even better that their mother so kindly agreed to buy the premium memberships to any of them that had it available, and even MORE better with where she had gotten the money from.\n\nAs of today, the older bitch had a job of her own; as it would turn out, there was a bunch of grown men who would pay a pretty penny for the chance to see women like her live on webcam, doing what they requested them to do.\n\nAnd it was all thanks to the boy, who had made the suggestion, and Martha, who had found the sites for her, and taught her how to use it.\n\nApparently, they were called \"simps\", which was a term Damien had heard at his school a few times but never knew what it meant, until now.\n\nThe whole day was filled with her repeating \"Oh, I'm going to need more than that~\" and \"That's it, send me your money~ Double it, triple it, let me drain your account~\" over and over again to different men.\n\nIt was quite funny seeing her be so demanding and cocky, considering she would've never done this kind of thing, under normal circumstances.\n\nShe had even gotten her dream with one of these guys; he had actually sent her his REAL bank account details!\n\nAs a result, the bitch had an extra $3,672 in her account just from that moment, which was going to be put to good use.\n\nThe boy didn't have a clue what the money would be spent on yet, and he didn't really care.\n\nAnd then, as if on cue, the milf peered her head in from the kitchen, giving him a loving smile.\n\n\"Who's ready for cake~?\" She declared, holding a tray containing a freshly-baked cake.\n\nDamien's eyes widened, a smile appearing on his face as the tasty treat was placed down onto the coffee table in front of him.\n\nIt was beautiful, above and beyond what you would find at the store. And the icing was the most tantalizing shade of light blue, his favorite color.\n\nNo word he knew could accurately describe this amazing masterpiece.\n\n\"Oh wow, mom! It's amazing!\" He praised, his mother's cheeks blushing from the compliment.\n\n\"Thank you, honey.\" The older bitch responded, before getting ready to finish it off. \"You still want me to serve it this way?\"\n\nThe question sent a shiver down his spine, knowing what she was referring to. It was an odd request, he had to admit, but he didn't really care.\n\n\"Y- Yes...\" He answered, feeling himself getting closer to his big finish from just the thought alone. \"D- Do it.\"\n\nSmiling at the command, the mother dally placed the fruits of her kitchen labor on the couch for a moment, before lying down flat on her back atop the table in front of her children.\n\nOnce in position, she grabbed the heavenly treat and maneuvered it so that it was placed right on top of her bare belly, making a little coo at the still warm sponge settled on her flesh.\n\nIt was a bit of an odd sight, it had to be said, but as long as Damien was happy with it, that was all that mattered. And he most certainly was.\n\nShe didn't stop there, however. When it was nicely settled on her midsection, the milf scooped out some parts of the frosting on the top layer with her fingertips, moving them to different parts of her naked body.\n\nHer left hand moved to her nipples, starting to smear them onto the erect teats and cover the whole area as best she could, whereas her right hand moved in the opposite direction; towards her puss-puss. Similarly, she spread about the confectionery decoration over her pussy lips, making a few light moans of pleasure with her work, making herself look like something from a fairly \"exotic\" restaurant's menu.\n\nThe sight of his mom being the serving plate for the baked bliss, presenting the most incredible treat she had ever made, that she had worked so hard on just for him, was enough to send the boy over the edge, his orgasm reaching it's peak and shooting his hot load out of his shaft.\n\n\"Aaahhhhh!\" He groaned loudly, his cum shooting up into the air, coating Martha's hand and hitting the coffee table as it fell, landing on the surface.\n\n\"Wow, you really are a kinky little boy.\" His sister teased, before licking the fluid from her hand with her finger and sucking on it.\n\nDamien was too preoccupied to reply, watching the woman slowly spread the cake bits on the tits and pussy, her juices of the latter leaking into it and mixing in with the sweet icing.\n\n\"How does that look, honey?\" She asked him, sounding as happy as she could possibly be.\n\n\"Amazing.\" Was his response, his dick finally coming down from his high and going soft, though it wouldn't take much to make it go back up again.\n\nHis answer pleased the mother of the pair, as she put her arms behind her head and stretched out for him, so that her cake-coated body was on full display.\n\n\"Well...\" Kelly began, followed by a short giggle as she gave him a teasing wink. \"Bon appatite~\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "To say Sunday was a hell of a day for the boys would've been an understatement. A full day of being in charge was an amazing experience for the lads, having Grant, Martha and Kelly at their beck and call, eager to follow their every whim.

A full course breakfast was already waiting for them as soon as they woke up, the mother dalmatian having brought it to them in bed, who seemed all too ready to make the boys happy whenever they needed it.

While Damien knew full well why this was, Matty just chalked it up to her being hospitable, and pleased with her daughter's positive change in attitude.

Once they were dressed and ready for the day, the lot of them had spent the entire day watching TV and playing games, letting the boys eat and drink whatever takeout they wanted for both lunch AND dinner, and she even took them to the waterpark in between.

But all too soon, Sunday came to an end and Monday would rear its ugly head again. Which only meant one thing: school. More pop quizzes, more homework, more bullies, more assemblies and more buzzkill teachers...

Or at least, it would be.

With their new weapon at their disposal, Matty and Damien weren't at all dreading the day ahead, or even the rest of the week that followed. In fact, they were actually kind of looking forward to it.

Even now, the very first moment upon waking up, the latter was greeted to a wonderful sight.

His sister, once a teasing grouch and now a devoted loving sibling, was laying besides him in her bed, hugging him tightly as his face was resting against her pillows, a big cheery smile on her face.

"Morning~" She cooed with a giggle, leaning down to give him a swift kiss on the lips. "Ready for school, little brother?"

Damian smiled and leaned upwards, snuggling his head against her breasts.

"Mmm... Not really..." He quietly responded, taking in her scent, her body so close and warm. "I know where I'd rather be~"

She giggled again at the remark, wrapping her arms around him tightly, before planting another kiss on his cheek and nuzzling it against hers.

"I know, I'd rather be here with you, too." Martha whispered lovingly, affectioning holding her sweet baby brother.

Returning the favor, Damien and his sis shared a tender moment between one another, bonding the way only their kind of family did... As of Saturday.

After Matty left on Sunday morning, Damien had been throughly enjoying the perks of his friend's new "toy", making his family bend to his every whim.

But now, it was the dreaded Monday, and that meant his fun was over and he would return to the oh-so-fun world of school life...

Or would he?

He'd have to give that some thought later, as another pressing matter just came up.

Quite literally, at that.

Slowly, as the pair were snuggling, the older sibling's hand trailed downwards his boner, surprising him when she gently grasped it with her tender fingers.

She smirked at his reaction, looking down at him with a flirtatious look.

"Wanna start the day off right?" She offered, tapping the tip of her brother's shaft with her index finger, giving an idea of what she had in mind for them. "We can try that thing I showed you last night~ The nursing handjob?"

Damien shuddered, recalling one of the explicit videos his sister showed him before they concluded their nightly fun.

She kindly introduced him to some of the kinkiest and, in all honesty, strangest kinds of sex videos imaginable, to the growing pup.

Turns out, there was a lot to more to be enjoyed in sex than just the actual sex. Something called "fetishes" existed, and man, were they weird.

Apparently, people got turned on by a bunch of weird stuff, some he could understand, others not so much. There were ferishes for feet, leather boots, costumes, farting, and some stuff he didn't even know meant.

It was there that he understood that hypnosis was his fetish.

But he knew which one she was talking about. He hadn't thought of such a thing; the guy sucking on the girl's breasts while she stroked his cock until he blew his load like that. Pretty creative, he had to admit, and he wanted to try it as soon as he could, but he was too exhausted last night by the time she had shown him that one.

Those porn sights were full of weird stuff, and his sister's tastes were pretty bizarre. Then again, considering she was dating Vance, that wasn't really a surprise. He was probably the one who showed her them in the first place.

Still, that was definitely something worth trying, and he was going to get a jump start on the day with that.

"S- Sure..." He agreed, his tail wagging eagerly at the prospect, as well as another one. "A- A- And do yo- yourself, t- too!"

That was something else that was a bit of a revelation to him, from last night. Apparently girls can masturabte, too. Who knew?

Well, she did, after she demonstrated how it worked on herself, before their big finish.

She grinned at the suggestion, leaning down and planting a tender kiss on his forehead, before settling him flat on his back, offering her bare chest to him.

Feeling his heart race, the young pup opened his mouth and took a nipple between his lips, sucking gently on it, while his sister reached her free hand downwards and began rubbing her clit.

"Oooohhhhhh~" Martha moaned, closing her eyes and relaxing.

With both herself and her precious brother ready, she got to work, gripping her brother's shaft and stroking her own pussy, her pace slow and steady.

As she did so, the horny pup closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, enjoying the scent of his big sister's tits, and the taste of her teat.

The day hadn't even started and they were already getting a jumpstart on their morning.

A few moments passed by and the older dog was starting to speed up, her brother doing the same, his hand squeezing her other breast tightly, the young dally's dick throbbing in her hand.

"Fuuuuck..." She groaned, picking up the pace as she stroked her brother's cock, the precum dripping onto her fingers.

Both of them were emitting hornies with each stroke/finger pump, and it wasn't going to be long before they reached their climax.

Damien sucked harder, taking more of her nipple in his mouth and licking the flesh surrounding it, while his sister's movements sped up further, the young lad feeling his loins tighten, his balls contracting.

It was too much for them to bear any longer, and before they knew it, a hot sticky mess was made under Martha's sheets, the boy shooting his seed up into the blanket and splashing his cum all over himself & his sister's legs, while she let out a little flood of her own spunk beneath her.

With a sigh, the older canine stopped her hand movement and removed her fingers from her privates, while the younger one's grip loosened on her tit, letting him breathe freely.

"Heh... Good job, little bro~" She congratulated hiold licking the jizz off each hand.

"Th- Thanks..." He quietly replied, still recovering from the pleasure.

It took him a moment to recover from the bliss, before he finally sat up, looking down at the wet patch.

"Heh... Looks like mom's gonna have to wash these sheets." He noted, his tail wagging as he chuckled at the thought.

"Oh well." His sister shrugged, stepping out of bed and stretching her body out, keeping her eyes on her bro. "Want me to get dressed today?"

The way she asked such an unusual question like that so casually still made him think, even after spending the past few days with her.

This new change in her behavior was so drastic that it was hard for him to accept that she was the same girl who'd always tease and torment him, or ignore him at every other opportunity.

As much as he loved the new Martha, she still needed to.pay for being how she used to be... And he knew just how to do that.

"Yeah..." He began, a cheeky smirk on his fave. "Wear your most embarrassing outfit."

"Of course, master~"

The sudden return of the nickname sent a chill down his spine, his dick throbbing again at the sound.

She might have been his sister, and his servant, but her voice, combined with that word, just did things to him.

With the command set, Damien made his way out of her room and proceeded downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen.

It was his lucky day, as it turned out; the moment he entered the kitchen, their mother was already present, having been cooking up their breakfast.

His favorite, no less.

Royal gala apple pancakes, with raspberries and sliced bananas layered on top, all coated with sweet maple syrup, whipped cream and sugar, along with a cup of his favorite orange juice.

"Morning, sweetie~" The mature dal greeted, looking behind her and smiling sweetly.

The sight of the morning meal was enough to make him drool, but so was the sight of the sexy bitch herself.

Kelly was dressed in nothing but a skimpy apron, leaving her beautiful ass and breasts completely exposed for him, her tail wagging as she waited for his response.

But seeing his stunned face, she decided she would help him, putting the spatula down and walking up to him, bending down and kissing him deeply.

Damien's eyes widened, feeling his mother's lips pressed against his own, but he wasn't complaining.

He was quick to return the kiss, enjoying the overly-motherly love for a moment, before she broke it.

"Is everything okay, baby?" She asked, her hands on his cheeks.

"Y- Yeah, m- mom..." He replied, his face bright red. "E- Everything's great."

His answer pleased the mature canine, who turned around and headed back to the counter, swaying her hips side to side, teasing the young boy.

Damian could feel his erection returning, and he wanted to take care of it quickly.

Sitting at the table, he watched in lustfuk delight as his mom brought the wonderful breakfast over, setting it in front of him as her eyes darted down to his proud member.

"Do you want some help with that, honey?" She inquired, leaning forward and putting her boobs on the table, getting a clear view of her cleavage.

"Y- Yes, pl- please." He answered with a little nod, the young pup trying not to choke on his words.

The sexy mom smirked and got down on her knees, taking his throbbing dick into her hand guiding it under her apron, so thay it was right underneath her breasts, then squeezed them together and engulfed his cock, the young dally's member poking out between them.

The feeling was euphoric, almost as much as the scent wafting into his nostrils from the amazing meal beside him.

But even so, he had some... Agendas, to addres.

"M- Mom?" He began, feeling his loins tightening again, a sensation that he was getting familiar with. "D- D- Do you h- ha- have any... F- Feti- tishes?"

"Yes." Kelly replied bluntly, keeping her steady rhythm. "I'm into findom."

Through his grunts, the lad was able to vaugkey make out what he thought the answer was, the word ringing a bell in his mind. It was one of the categories Martha showed him last night

"F- Fe- Femd- dom?"

She chuckled, continuing her titjob.

"No, I said findom. Though I suppose it's a sub-type of femdom. It's short for financial dominance, where I have control over other people's wallets, not them." The milf explained, pumping her brwasts up and down on his needy shaft like it was normal. "You see, I have a fantasy for finding out people's financial information, then taking their money & controlling their spending habits, but I've never acted on it."

While she was explaining this to him, and he didn't know/care whether ror not it was because eof what she was telling him, he could feeling his cock throbbing and pulsing, his loins tightening again.

"Uuuhhhhh~" He quietly moaned, reaching his limit.

"Go ahead, honey." She continued, not slowing her pace, like she was sensing that her son was about to cum. "Give mommy your love cream and I'll clean it alllll up~"

"Oh, fuuuuck!"

Without a second more, the boy reached his breaking point, shooting his jizz out onto his mom's breasts, coating the milf's tits and the inside of her apron.

"That's it, baby~" Kelly whispered, squeezing her breasts together. "Let it all out. I've got you~"

The young pup panted, his entire body shuddering as his member squirted every last drop onto the dally, her breasts loosening around his cock and letting it out of the apron.

She smirked, leaning down and taking his cock into her mouth, cleaning off his member with her tongue, tasting the salty flavor.

Once the job was done, the adult bitch removed herself and got back to her feet, her eyes locked onto his.

"Enjoy your breakfast, sweetheart~" She told him, walking back to the stove and getting back to work, leaving her son's load on her chest.

Damien did just that, grabbing a fork and digging into the meal that was set out for him, enjoying the wonderful flavors and tastes.

His mom had always been a great cook, and it really showed. The only thing that would make this better would be if he had a show to go with it.

Although he wouldn't have to wait for that; the kitchen door suddenly burst open, and a familiar member of the family entered.

"Ta da!" Martha exclaimed, literally leaping into the room and striking a pose for her brother and mother, making the former's eyes widen and his jaw drop.

Her ensemble was something that was a bit nostalgic for him, and at the same time, complied perfectly to his earlier command.

She was wearing her old ballet uniform; a pink leotard with a frilly tutu, matching tights & slippers, and even a little tiara on her head.

As far as getting remembered, she stopped going to ballet when she was his age, and the proof was there; the clothes barely fit her anymore, tightly hugging every curve, and the fabric looked ready to rip apart, if she even flexed.

But it wasn't just her clothes; she was wearing makeup for him, too. Lipstick, blush, eyeshadow, everything a girl would wear at a formal event.

"Don't I look pretty~?" She asked, enjoying the stunned look on his face.

Damien was flabbergasted. The Martha he knew would kill anyone who even so much as found an old picture of her in that outfit, and now here she was, proudly wearing it and looking like a pageant queen, for him.

Kelly, though surprised, WAS able to maintain her composure, and smiled warmly at her daughter, giggling a little at her choice of clothes.

"Good morning, dear." She began, looking like she was suppressing a laugh. "Breakfast's almost ready."

"Thanks, mom!" The older canine replied cheerfully, skipping up to the kitchen table and planting a tender kiss on her brother's cheek and leaving a pink mark, before sitting in the chair next to him.

Damien's face was red and his eyes were wide, looking at his big sis in disbelief.

He knew he asked for it, but even so, he couldn't believe how comfortable she was, acting and dressing like this.

"Like what you see?" She inquired with a grin, noticing her little bro's stare, winking at him.

He could only nod slowly, trying to find the will to carry on with his meal.

But before he could, someone else entered the kitchen as well. The fourth and final member of the household, and the former man of the house.

Grant, the father of two and husband of one, walked inside in his usual business attire, consisting of a white button-up and a tie, grumbling about something and sounding reasonably frantic.

It wasn't much of a mystery for the three of them; he had been like this all of yesterday.

Since he got cucked by his own son on Saturday night, interrupting the hot sex he and his wife were in the middle of, he had been pretty much castrated from any sexual release. No sex, no oral pleasure, no titjobs for him. Hell, he wasn't even allowed to masturbate anymore. Not unless it involved a certain someone.

That stuck-up nerd from his son's class. The lispy little deer lass that the boys more often than not complained about, that he had only seen a couple of times before.

Now, she was all he could think about, and was the key to his desperate release. He was so pent up and aching to finish what he and his wife started a couple nights ago, but now he had to go to work.

It was hard, of course. Everything about her from her frazzled hair that looked like it hadn't even been touched by a hairbrush in a decade to the way the little spittles escaped her lips every time she opened her mouth.

That girl was perfect in every imperfect way, in his eyes. And a good thing she was; no-one else thought of her that way, as far as Damien and Matty were aware. Probably not even her own mother.

"Is..." He began, clearing his throat and trying not to get too distracted by his libido. "Is my coffee done?"

Reaching over for his flask, the mother dally handed the metal cup to the paternal figure with a smile.

"Right here, hon." She answered, handing the beverage to him.

Taking it without hesitation, the mature male opened the container and took a quick swig, savoring the taste before swallowing.

After he had done so, Kelly leaned in for a kiss, but even as he saw it, Grant ignored her and turned around for the door. She wasn't any good to him in that regard now.

The mother dog feigned sadness at his response, turning around and pouting playfully.

Snickering at the little scene, Martha decided to join in.

"Aww, dad~" She cooed sadly, causing her father to turn back around.

Once she had his attention, the feminized teen stood up and got on her knees besides her mother, groping her ass for her daddy to get a look at.

"Don't you want any of this? You married it for a reason~" She teased, jiggling her own mom's buttcheeks up and down.

Catching on to the teasing, Kelly began trying to twerk on her own, shaking her rear for her hubby, who was looking quite flustered as it was.

"N- No, thanks." He answered, not looking or sounding much different from before. "I- I've got my eyes on s- someone else, now."

In any other good marriage, that statement would've brought, at best, all sorts of questions for the spouses to ask and answer to. But in this case, not so.

With that, the patriarch exited the room and made his way towards the front door, like he hadn't even noticed anything was off, such as his son and wife being naked or his daughter dressed up in such a girly attire.

With that, the patriarch exited the room and made his way towards the front door, like he hadn't even noticed anything was off, such as his son and wife being naked or his daughter dressed up in such a girly attire

Once he was gone, the girls couldn't hold back their laughter, snickering at the response and having a good time.

Damien, meanwhile, was still reeling. All of this had happened so fast, and his mind was all over the place. It was nearly too much for him to take it at once, but he managed to maintain control of his mindset.

And it was a good thing, too. Seeing his mother and sister together like this, fully compliant to bend to his whim at the mention of their trigger words, gave him a fantastic idea. Something that would help both him and them at the same time.

"M- Mom..." He began, feeling his heart race again. "G- G- Go c- call the sc- school, a- and te- tell them th- that we've g- got a, uh... D- Doctor's appointment a- and we have t- to sta- stay home. We've, um... G- Got some work t- to do..."

***

Elsewhere in the city, namely at the said school, our other protagonist had just hopped off the bus and was approaching the educational building, along with the rest of his fellow classmates.

As per usual, the school's resident all-around geek, was the first and most eager to enter the establishment, as she had a full day of reading books and studying to look forward to, which was more than could be said for the rest of her peers.

Even just seeing her ruined his mood. Everything from her dorky sweater vest and oversized skirt to her raspy voice got on his nerves, and he wasn't the only one.

The whole class didn't think much of Livvy, and would more often than not, try and make fun of her. Even some of the teachers would ignore her and not give her the time of day, treating her like the outcast she was.

Some of the staff liked her, though. And she would often run to them whenever someone gave her a hard time.

What really annoyed people about her was her personality. Her looks weren't the worst in the school, admittedly, but she was so unbearable to be around.

But that hopefully wouldn't be an issue for Matty, and neither would any of his other usual troubles. Not as long as he had his secret weapon with him. Though, he knew he would have to keep it that: a secret.

He couldn't just go around hypnotizing the entire school, or else they'd figure out that he had something to do with it.

No, this had to be a quiet operation, where only a select few were affected by it, using it only as and when needed.

The morning went as usual, and before he knew it, it was time for the class's first period: science.

More specifically, physics.

Matty wasn't a fan of this subject, especially since he had to sit right next to the resident bookworm and class brainiac.

Even just thinking about her made his blood boil. Her and her annoying... Self.

"Class, open your books to page 74." The teacher, a rather dull-sounding owl, instructed as he did the same with his own textbook. "We'll be continuing Friday's lesson about protons. The difference betwee-"

"Mister Barlow?" The annoying deer herself piped up, raising her hand as she spoke.

Turning his head 180° to address her, the teacher's eyes followed as she pointed to another student.

"Tyler's chewing gum." She told him, her nasal voice almost enough to make the other students puke.

Barlow's eyes followed her finger, seeing the student in question, a young lion with a mouthful of bubblegum, caught red handed.

"Mr. Sanders, remove the gum." He ordered, his eyes back on the text. "We'll deal with this after the lesson."

Scowling at the deer, Tyler removed the gum and spat it out, crumpling up the wrapper and tossing it to the trash can.

She was a nerd, a teacher's pet AND a snitch. If there was anything worse than a bully, it was her.

Unfortunately, the rest of the lesson didn't go much smoother. As she spotted more wrongdoings, she was quick to alert her teacher.

"Becky's littering." She would say in one instance.

"Tom's kicking my chair." She would say in another.

"Ivy's drinking something."

"Jerry's spitting a spitball."

"Matty's trying to copy my answers."

That last one struck a nerve with him, for pretty obvious reasons.

Every time the teacher asked a question, her hand shot up and the words came pouring out of her mouth in that stupid voice.

"A nebula."

"Cylindrical."

"Uranus."

"Kepler."

"Newton's."

It was so easy for her, yet it was so annoying for everyone else.

The class went on like this for the next hour or so, until it was finally nearly lunchtime.

The class were all eager to get their break, especially Matty. The last thing he wanted was to be anywhere near Livvy.

3 goddamn hours with this bitch, and it would finally be over-

"Sir, what about our homework?"

That question caught him by surprise.

Oh, shit! Homework!

Matty hadn't even realised the assignment was due today. He was so caught up in the events of the weekend, that he had forgotten all about it.

"Ah, yes." Mr. Barlow responded, confirming that they may have gotten away with it, had this bitch not asked. "Your homework."

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"As you all know, the assignment was for you to come up with a scientific hypothesis, then conduct a series of experiments based on those hypotheses, and create a graph that illustrates the results of-"

It didn't matter to him what it was; he hadn't done it, and that meant only one thing:

Detention. After school. For a week.

***

Well, that did it. Now, he was really pissed.

Not only had this stuck-up nerd made a fool out of him in front of the entire class, now he was going to have to spend a whole week after school because of her.

She was the worst, and he was going to pay her back.

Luckily, as it turns out, that would be right now, as the moment the bell rang, she was one of the first out of the room, likely not wanting to have any more conversations with her peers, and neither did they.

None of them, that was, except for Matty himself.

Spotting her having lunch by herself all alone, as per usual, the boy approached her table and sat in front of her, glaring daggers at the girl, who had her face in a book and didn't even acknowledge him.

"Hey, Livvy." He greeted, trying not to blow his cover.

Confused by his presence, the nerdy girl looked up from her reading material and at the boy, her eyes wide with confusion.

"Uhhhh... H- Hello, Matty." She replied, unsure of what to make of him being there.

"I, uh... Was hoping you could take a look at something for me."

As he explained his proposal, the girl's confusion only worsened, tilting her head at the question.

"Why are you asking me?"

"Because, you're the smartest girl in school."

Livvy's cheeks went bright red at the compliment, a flustered look appearing on her face, while Matty's grew into a grin, knowing he had her where he wanted.

"W- Well... Th- Thanks, Matty, b- but-"

"Look, I really need help on this. Just take a look, please?" He continued, sounding convincingly honest, despite having ulterior motives.

After a brief moment of silence, the deer finally responded.

"Okay, wh- what do you need help with?"

***

With everything set in place, Matty's revenge was ready to get underway.

Lunch was over and it was time for music class.

Everyone took their seats, while the teacher, an ageing grey cat, stood at the front of the classroom and addressed the class.

"Alright, everyone. I hope you've all ready for this class. We're starting a new project, and you'll need all the practice you can get." She announced, turning around and grabbing a piece of chalk. "The project will be based around the history and evolution of classic pieces. So with that in mind, who here can tell me the year Ride Of The Valkyries was first performed?"

A hand raised into the air, belonging to a familiar bespectacled face, her hand trembling as she waited to be called upon.

"Yes, Livvy?"

This was Matty's chance. Time to see if his little experiment work.

Under his breath, so that only he and Livvy could hear him, the canine muttered something to her.

"Hopscotch."

Suddenly, upon hearing say that word, something changed in Livvy's mind.

Something drastic.

Without further warning or reason, her big brain pulled the plug on her, dropping her IQ to such a low level that a grain of rice looked like a genius by comparison.

Everything she had spent her whole life learning about vanished without a trace from her mind, and she was left a hallow mess, a mere husk of her former self.

"Ummm..." She began, her mind blanking out and struggling to form an answer, her mouth drooling as she tried to form the simplest of sentences.

Then, the second part of the effect that Matty installed in her via the hypno ray kicked in, and her empty head was suddenly given a very short list of answers which, naturally, must've been the right one.

"I sleep with my suffed monkey!" She blurted out in a dumb voice. Or at least, dumber than usual.

The unexpected answer got a short round of snickers and a few "What?" from her peers, which didn't go unnoticed by the nerd in question.

Hearing them laughing at her like that, even at the volume it was, seemed to make her realize that something was wrong.

"Wh... Why is everyone laughing?" She inquired, looking around at her classmates.

Matty had to surpass a laughter towards her as well, with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Well, that's... Interesting..." The teacher followed up in an understandably puzzled tone, before straightening his tie and regaining his composure. "But... Back to the subject at hand. Now, answer the question, please."

"O- Oh, right." Livvy continued, recalling the query. "18-"

"Hopscotch." He whispered again, still at the low volume that only she could hear him.

Once again, the trigger word drained her brain of any sense of logic that she was so well-known/reviled for, and replaced it with an empty void, before another humiliating answer popped into her mind, which made it's way to her lips.

"I have a crush on Jack Wilson~" She announced, using a more dreamy tone than her previous answer.

Though it didn't change the amused reaction of her peers, cue the same snickering as before, only a little louder than last time.

The teacher, however, wasn't finding this as amusing as they were.

"Excuse me, Miss Abecrombie?" The grey feline began, a stern expression on his face. "I don't know when you decided to become the class clown, but I don't appreciate it. Now, do you have the answer or not?"

Livvy's face and heart dropped at the same time. Why was she suddenly blurting out such embarrassing details about herself? She was making herself look like a fool in front of her class! And more importantly, her teacher!

"I- I- I'm sorry, sir!" She apologised, her voice quivering. "T- Th- The answer is-"

"Hopscotch~" He whispered again, enjoying the show as much as the rest of his peers, possibly more.

For the third time, the process repeated itself, the young girl's IQ dropping below sea level.

"I still wear Magic Rainbow underwear!" She answered, sounding genuinely full-of-herself at having said it, though the others seemed to enjoy it, their laughter not even trying to be hidden anymore.

Just as before, their amusement snapped her out of her trance and she just realised what she came out with.

"W- W- Wait, wh- what?" She gasped, feeling her chest tighten, and her heart sink, realizing what was going on. "Th- Th- That's not true! I- I- I d- d- don't have-!"

But it was too late for her. The only sound that eclipsed their laughing was their teach standing up from his desk, looking very displeased.

"Livvy, you've disrupted my classroom for long enough. You're in detention."

The announcement was like a knife through the girl's chest, and the class' reaction to it, was the final blow, killing her off.

She had never had a detention in her life, and she prided herself on that. She was always a good student, a hard worker, and a diligent learner. She excelled in all subjects except for gym

And now, she was being punished for admitting things she wouldn't even want her own mother to know, if she wasn't already aware of them.

"B- But-"

"Go to the office. Now." He ordered, the look on his face making it clear he wasn't taking no for an answer.

Knowing better than to argue, Livvy stood up from her seat and slowly making her way out the room, but not before leaving the classroom with a lasting impression.

It was all too much for the know-it-all to take, and she couldn't stop herself from bursting into tears, bawling loudly as she headed outside.

The tears of a geek. Now, that was a sight.

Livvy had always been the smartest girl in school, the most hated student and the biggest outcast. It was about time she got what she deserved.

Little to none of the students took pity on her, but there was one that was particularly pleased with how this went.

No prizes for guessing who.

***

*Ringringringringringringringring*

The final schoolbell rang out, signalling that the students were free once again. Free to go home and enjoy their young lives, and do whatever they wanted to satisfy their boredom/interests.

All the students, that was, except for those in detention. Namely, those who had forgotten/didn't care about that big assignment and were facing the consequences. Everyday for a week, they were forced to spend at least an hour with their teacher in complete silence and boredom, paying the price for their laziness & arrogance...

Good thing Matty wasn't a part of that.

Before the detentions today began, he decided decided pay a little last minute visit to his physics teacher, introducing him to his recently acquired toy. After giving him a quick zap and a few suggestions, the boring old coot was kind enough to "reconsider" his approach to discipline, regarding his new favorite student.

It was a nice way to end the schoolday, but not nice enough. There was something else he needed to take care of as well.

Making his to, of all places, the library, Matty began the pursuit of the young lady whose day he had ruined, and whose reputation with the staff he had just obliterated, by her own mouth.

The moment the canine entered the reading area, he could spot the four-eyed loner by herself at her usual table, reading some huge book that would've taken him at least a month to finish.

But of course, it wasn't as normal as it usually was. Aside from the quietened sniffling and sobbing sounds, about a dozen crumpled up tissues were scattered around her.

That was a rare sight for him to behold, and it made him grin from ear to ear, seeing the result of his handiwork. It was time for phase 2.

Composing himself to remove his evil grin, the young fox walked over to the sobbing deer, feigning a compassionate look as he approached her.

"Hey, Liv." He began, sounding genuinely concerned. "Are you okay?"

The geek turned to look at him, her face saying it all. Her eyes were puffy and red, her nose was dripping and her cheeks were stained with tears, her glasses smudged.

"I- I'm fine, Matty." She whimpered, looking back at her book, doing her best to act like nothing had happened. Though failing miserably.

"You don't look fine. What's wrong?" He continued, playing the part of a concerned friend.

She didn't want to admit it, but she didn't have much of a choice.

"I- I'm in d- d- det- t- t- te- te- ten-"

She couldn't bring herself to say the word, her heart breaking again as she recalled the events.

But it was too late for her; her face was already buried into the book again, crying quietly, and not wanting anyone to see her like this.

Behind his caring face, Matty wore a sinister grin, knowing that his plan was ready.

Similarly, behind his back, he had the key to change his new friend's sour mood, as well as their relationship as a whole.

With the weapon ready, the young canine brought it up and aimed it right at the girl's face, knowing she was completely oblivious to his intentions.

"There's no reason to be upset." He calmly told her, keeping his voice quiet so no-one else would hear him.

Livvy, however, heard his response and raised her head, turning to look at him.

"W- Why?" She asked, somewhat rhetorically, before seeing the tip of the scientific device pointed at her.

And faster than she could even have a thought about it, the trigger was pulled and for the second time today, she was put under hypnosis.

Her face was the picture of serenity as she fell into a trance, her mouth falling open and her tongue hanging out, the deer's entire body relaxing and becoming pliable to her partner's control.

'God, she still looks like a dork even when she's hypnotised!' Matty thought to himself, trying not to laugh.

After another second, he was ready to give out more instructions.

"Livvy, listen up. Right now, you're the saddest you've ever been in your life. But it's not because you were laughed at, because you left the classroom crying or because you told everyone some of your secrets. It's because you weren't getting any orders from me."

The words entered her mind and made perfect sense, as her expression started to change from one of sadness to one of happiness, a small smile appearing on her face, as the realization that her master was giving her new orders right this moment.

"Nothing makes you happier than doing what I say." He continued, before thinking a little more about it and resuming. "In fact, nothing else makes you happy at all, other than obeying me. You will only feel happy and content if you're following my every order, no matter how embarrassing or strange they might seem."

He could see the words were starting to get through to her, the changes in her demeanor being clear signs that he was having the desired effect.

That was good enough for him; now that he had finished with the gun for the time being, he placed the contraption back into his bag and got something else out: a few sheets of paper.

"And you can start right now. Do my homework."

Without a second more, she nodded obediently and she took the papers from him, immediately getting to work and scribbling down her answers on the blank pages, writing away like the good little pet she was.

Pleased with her quick progress, the young vulpine stood up and picked up his bag, turning around to depart from the room.

"I'll find you when I need to." He mentioned, before heading back to the door.

***

It might have been a bit of a rough start, because of Livvy, but at least she was being put to use now. That big brain of hers was finally good for something, and if she wasn't entranced, maybe she'd still be a little grateful to have a friend for once.

Regardless, Matty's day had gone from bad to better, all because of that one girl. He had nearly gotten a week of detention because of her, in addition to her usual annoying habits, but now? Now she was a toy, a tool for him to use and abuse, and a perfect outlet for his own stress.

She would do anything for him, without question. That was the beauty of the hypno ray, and the wonderful world that it opened up for him.

He was thankful that the school was empty, so nobody would've seen him speaking with the living incarnation of what makes people groan.

Or at least, empty as far as he had thought of.

The muffled sound of a whistle blowing from the gym area caught his attention, reminding him of what went on after school every Monday. Something he had never really given much thought to before now.

The school's swim team had practice today.

The all-female group of anthros that represented the school's swimming team in competition, which consisted of several breeds of animals.

All of them were older than him, so he never really had any interaction with most of them. Hell, he hardly knew any of their names.

But even so, they had the respect of many, and their status had made them popular, even with students like Matty who hadn't even been introduced to them.

So, why not change that.

Rather than head out to where he was sure Lana was waiting for him, as his mom texted him about earlier due to having to work later than normal, the young fox headed for the PE department, a sense of caution as the former led the way inside.

He knew the school had strict rules about no students being allowed in the buildings after closing time, so he would have to try not to get spotted by the coach.

Thankfully, it was easier said than done; they reached the open double-doors and snuck inside, hiding behind the trashcan to get a good look at what was happening in the water.

"You see, the key to doing any stroke is being able to coordinate yourself perfectly in the water." The instructor, an otter named Mrs. O'Conner, explained as the group of girls watched perform in the water.

His eyes were glued to the group in the water, for several reasons.

Sure, they were good at the whole swimming in synchronicity and all, and if he was interested in sports, he might have been more impressed than he was. But it was the condition of their bodies that caught his interest, rather than their performance.

The red school-issued swimsuits hugged tightly to their wet bodies, leaving little to the imagination. And the sight was very pleasing to the young male.

The sight, that was, of those inviting chest melons attached to their bodies, shamelessly jiggling about wityveach little move they made.

Granted, some were more... "Talented" in that technique than others, with one in particular standing out to him.

The zebra.

Matty didn't know her name, though he had seen her a few times around the school, and he hadn't really thought much about her until now.

'Holy cow!' He thought to himself, feeling his heart race faster and louder at just the distant sight of those huge puppies.

They easily dwarfed the rest of the breasts in the room, even the coach's, and they looked like they were having a hard time staying inside the tight swimming attire.

He was pretty mesmerized by just how big they were, as it was hard for him to take his eyes away from those bouncing plumpers.

That was, until he heard that same whistle blow again, much louder & clearer this time, which made his heart skip a beat and snapped him back to reality.

"Alright ladies, good work!" The older otter declared, picking up a stack of towels and walking over to the steps leading out of the pool. "Get dried off and go home. I'll see you next week."

"Oh, really?" The zebra he had his eyes on spoke up, looking at her friends. "Because I was hoping we'd go home soaking wet in our swimsuits."

Her friends gave a chorus of light laughter at the joke, with the coach even rolling her eyes and signalling for them to come over.

That was their cue; the swim team, consisting of 12 beautiful anthro girls, exited the water and made their way over to the towels, drying themselves off as they headed for the changing room.

'Shit!' Matty internally exclaimed, ducking down as far as he could go behind the bin, praying that the girls wouldn't spot him on their way out.

If they did, they didn't seem to pay it any mind; the lot of them just walked through towards the changing room next door, leaving the fox alone, and able to let out the breath he had been holding.

"Nice prac', girls." The lively zebra announced, prompting the lad to turn his head around the corner to look at them, just in time to see the former giving the giraffe girl a swift smack on the ass, making him blush from the unexpected move. "Getting better, Bright Eyes. Finally got your snout outta those books."

The tall spotted chick smirked back at her, as she and the rest of the team headed inside the changing room.

He knew there was no point in sticking around any longer, but a sudden realization came upon him, and a smirk appeared on his face, a new idea forming in his head.

Those girls, especially that zebra girl, were getting undressed... Stripping down... Getting naked!

This could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the boy, and he wasn't about to pass it up.

Heading over to the changing room door, the canine pressed his ear up against the door, listening in for the sounds of the girls, and any conversations he could hopefully pick up on.

He could definitely hear them speaking, but he couldn't make out what it was they were saying exactly. Some words were a little clear, but he still didn't know the context for them. Plus, they were all talking over each other.

He wasn't too bothered, though. As long as they were doing what he thought they were, then he could sit and listen.

Although that wasn't enough for him. He wanted more than to just listen and imagine. He wanted to get the best possible experience from this as he could.

And unlike every other student in the school. he had the right tool for the job.

Slowly, and with shaking hands, the lad placed his bag on the floor and unzipped it, retrieving the device that had changed both his and his best friends lives.

In all honesty, he should probably ask Damien where he's been all day, but that could wait.

As he held the ray gun up right, he could feel his heart beating louder and louder, even moreso with each step her took to the door.

His back was pressed against it, the gun in hand, and he took a few deep breaths.

This was it. Now or never. No going back, regardless of the outcome.

He could feel the cold sweat coming, along with his body trembling.

This was probably the biggest change he would make in his life, and it was all hinged on the next couple of seconds.

'Okay... Here goes...' He thought to himself, taking a final deep breath. '3... 2... 1!'

Without wasting another second, the vulpine barged himself backwards through the door, feasting his eyes on the dream that most boys would kill to see, if they only had the balls to do so.

In varying states of undress, 12 beautiful young females, all of which happened to be mammals, were standing or sitting around, chatting to their friends just seconds ago as they were changing into their regular clothes.

That was, until they spotted the little pervert in the room with them, immediately covering themselves up and screaming at the sight of him.

"What the hell!?" One of them, namely the burly polar bear girl, shouted as she covered her chunky but toned body with her towel. "Get out!"

"Y- You're not supposed to be in here!" Another, this time a mouse, squeaked out, using her hands to cover her body, even though her bra & panties were already on.

"Leave us at once!" The giraffe girl, who he actually knew by the name of Meg, nicknamed "Bright Eyes", demanded as she ducked her head down to shield her body with her long neck as well as the towel.

"Hmph. Perv." The gothic wolf in the corner mentioned, sounding less bothered than the rest of them. Though that was understandable, given that she was pretty much already dressed by that point.

The rest, however, were very unhappy, and very angry.

"The boys' room is down the hall!" -- The labrador.

"Go, ya lil' bastard!" -- The cow.

"I'm telling Mrs. O'Conner on you!" -- The mare.

And so on and so forth

Their remarks were as he expected, but he was the one with the element of surprise.

With the gun in hand and his very future on the line, he reminded himself that it was time to act, or else.

So, with a pull of the trigger, the weapon was fired, a familiar stream of rings shooting out of the tip and right towards the group of females, the majority of which had their backs to him.

The girls fell limp at the sudden effect the science weapon had on their fragile minds, immediately forgetting their anger and astonishment at the brazen act this kid had just committed.

Matter of fact, they forgot quite a lot of things in those heads of theirs.

As their minds were reset, their bodies straightened out, dropping their arms to their sides and their towels/clothes to the ground, enticing the young male's eyes to all their glory.

Here, right before him, 12 lovely and nubile anthros, each of them as beautiful and stunning in their own way, were standing semi to completely nude before him, their bodies free for him to marvel and use to his pleasure.

They truly were all amazing in their own rightful ways and he would've been happy to be calling any of them his girlfriend. But... Now that he had the choice, the chance to be picky, there was only one he wanted.

That zebra.

Standing before him, only her bra and panties on, the same busty girl he had admired in the pool earlier, her body fully revealed to him, and him alone.

His eyes were wide as dinner plates, and his mouth was practically salivating at the sight, his entire body trembling.

The rest of the girls could wait; he didn't exactly plan on saving the best for last.

Stepping forward to her with nervous footsteps, the fox gulped before opening his mouth.

"Y- You..." He began, his voice somewhat croaky. "Wh- What's y- your name?"

"Ava, master." The young girl replied, that same tone Lana and Martha used when he had done this to them.

"Ava..." He repeated, smiling slightly. "A- A beautiful name f- for a beautiful gi- girl... Uh, d- do you have a, uh... A b- boyfriend?"

"No, master." She responded bluntly, making Matty's heart skip a beat at what he had in mind for her next.

"Holy crap, I might get away with doing this..." He muttered to himself, before speaking up again. "Um, w- well no- now you d- do! F- Fr- From now o- on, you're m- my g- girlfriend!"

"Yes, master."

He was surprised at how well this was going, and he figured he may as well go the whole way.

"N- N- Now, uh, ki- kiss me."

With a blank, unchanging expression, the zebra leaned down to meet his level, puckering up her lips and placing them on his, a surefire sign to seal the deal.

The boy couldn't believe this was real. It was happening, right now. This girl, Ava, the hottest girl in school, as far as he was concerned, was now his very own girlfriend. And she was making out with him!

He could feel her warm, wet tongue invading his mouth, the kiss deepening with each passing second, and his body was reacting to it, his erection starting to form. Deciding to let her take the lead in their snog, he was focused on how far he could go right now.

Now that her mind and body were free for him to play with, why not get started on that?

Her bewilderingly large breasts were right in front of him, and the idea of just reaching out and touching them was too much for him to ignore.

'Holy fuck, they're so big! So soft and warm!' He thought, feeling her nipples press against his palm, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. 'She must be a fucking D-cup, at least!'

From what he discussed with Lana, he had a fair understanding of how breast sizes work, so he was sure he was making an accurate measurement.

Regardless, this was a gift straight from heaven.

'Oh god, they're amazing!'

They were so full and bouncy, and the texture was something else.

And her tongue was even better.

Even though her kiss was different from the other two girls he had his fun with, she was clearly just as experienced in this kind of thing, if not more. Nothing could ruin this moment for them.

*Bzzzzz*

Almost nothing.

The vibration of his phone in his pocket was a rude interruption to this moment, to say the least.

Still, the sound snapped him back into reality, and he pulled the device out of his pocket to see who and what he was being disturbed by.

"hey shortstack im wastin gas 4 u get yo ass here"

The text from Lana reminded him that she was supposed to be picking him up, and his heart sunk.

Reluctantly, the vulpine pulled his lips away from hers, and broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the tips of their tongues as they parted the passionate moment.

It looked like he would have to wait before getting into any "further activities" with Ava... Or would he?

Thinking about how he would salvage this moment, an idea came into Matty's dirty mind, that would keep the godly zebra around for a bit longer. And if all went well, not just her, either~

Taking a step back to address all of the girls at once, Matty cleared his throat before speaking up.

"O- Okay, um... H- How many of you are free tonight?" He asked, looking around the room at the responses.

Of the 12 of them, only half raised their hands. And to his delight, Ava was one of them!

That gave him a sense of relief; his plans could continue as the night would continue.

The rest of his options for today consisted of Bright Eyes, that same goth wolf in the corner, an antelope girl that seemed to be the oldest of the lot, that burly polar bear and the labrador.

That would do just fine for him, but he had another issue to address.

"Um, al- alright, how m- many of you c- can drive?"

At the follow up, his new girlfriend kept her hand raised, as did the arctic ursa behind her.

"O- Okay, th- then I want y- you two t- to dr- drive the r- rest of these f- four with yo- you. W- We're all g- going back to my h- house."

"Yes, master." The 6 of them replied in synchronicity.

As he took a step backwards to look at them all at the same time, he had to pause for a second, before giving them their next command.

"O- Okay, um... W- When you hear me s- say "Daffodil", you'll f- forget this ever h- happened..." He explained, recalling when Lana herself was in this situation. "A- And w- wh- when I s- say it again... A- And snap my fingers... You'll c- come back t- to b- be- being like t- this..."

The 12 of them nodded in synchronicity at his instruction, similar to his other victims so far.

"Daffodil."

***

As the events of the school were going on, more hypno fun was being had in the dalmatian household, with the son/brother reigning supreme over the two females he was being served by.

Damien had a fantastic day so far, full of giving commands and instructions to the two bitches that were now only living to serve him.

His mom and sister had joined him in the shower, helping the boy take care of his morning wood, and the day only got better from there.

It wasn't the first time the boy had seen them naked, but he didn't care; he was more than grateful to see them in the buff anytime. He never felt so clean and dirty at the same time.

So many unspeakable acts of perversion and depraved lust had been had between the three of them throughout the day, and it was the best time of their lives... Especially in Damien's case.

Right now, the lad was waiting for his mom to finish baking him a special treat for being such a good master to them, while his sister was keeping him occupied. And educated.

The pair of siblings were sitting together in the living room, the boy in the girl's lap, the former's dick getting stroked by the latter's busy hand, while the other one was scrolling through her laptop in front of him.

"This one is called 'Pegging'." Martha explained, showing him the porn archetype of the torturous act, as a dominant woman was slamming her strap-on into the asshole of a whimpering and screaming man. "Some guys are into it, but we won't do it to you unless you want to experiment... Or want us to use it on dad~"

Damien was only half-listening to her, and he didn't really care too much about what his sister was talking about.

All he was interested in was the pleasure of her warm, soft hand rubbing his rod, and the fact that she was completely nude, as was he.

In the past few hours, Martha's laptop had downloaded so much porn, that Damien didn't know what to start with. But his big sis was a lot more helpful than he thought she would be.

Not only had she given him her laptop to peruse, but she had also been explaining the terms and techniques he saw, and even showed him a few with a more practical demonstrations.

It was even better that their mother so kindly agreed to buy the premium memberships to any of them that had it available, and even MORE better with where she had gotten the money from.

As of today, the older bitch had a job of her own; as it would turn out, there was a bunch of grown men who would pay a pretty penny for the chance to see women like her live on webcam, doing what they requested them to do.

And it was all thanks to the boy, who had made the suggestion, and Martha, who had found the sites for her, and taught her how to use it.

Apparently, they were called "simps", which was a term Damien had heard at his school a few times but never knew what it meant, until now.

The whole day was filled with her repeating "Oh, I'm going to need more than that~" and "That's it, send me your money~ Double it, triple it, let me drain your account~" over and over again to different men.

It was quite funny seeing her be so demanding and cocky, considering she would've never done this kind of thing, under normal circumstances.

She had even gotten her dream with one of these guys; he had actually sent her his REAL bank account details!

As a result, the bitch had an extra $3,672 in her account just from that moment, which was going to be put to good use.

The boy didn't have a clue what the money would be spent on yet, and he didn't really care.

And then, as if on cue, the milf peered her head in from the kitchen, giving him a loving smile.

"Who's ready for cake~?" She declared, holding a tray containing a freshly-baked cake.

Damien's eyes widened, a smile appearing on his face as the tasty treat was placed down onto the coffee table in front of him.

It was beautiful, above and beyond what you would find at the store. And the icing was the most tantalizing shade of light blue, his favorite color.

No word he knew could accurately describe this amazing masterpiece.

"Oh wow, mom! It's amazing!" He praised, his mother's cheeks blushing from the compliment.

"Thank you, honey." The older bitch responded, before getting ready to finish it off. "You still want me to serve it this way?"

The question sent a shiver down his spine, knowing what she was referring to. It was an odd request, he had to admit, but he didn't really care.

"Y- Yes..." He answered, feeling himself getting closer to his big finish from just the thought alone. "D- Do it."

Smiling at the command, the mother dally placed the fruits of her kitchen labor on the couch for a moment, before lying down flat on her back atop the table in front of her children.

Once in position, she grabbed the heavenly treat and maneuvered it so that it was placed right on top of her bare belly, making a little coo at the still warm sponge settled on her flesh.

It was a bit of an odd sight, it had to be said, but as long as Damien was happy with it, that was all that mattered. And he most certainly was.

She didn't stop there, however. When it was nicely settled on her midsection, the milf scooped out some parts of the frosting on the top layer with her fingertips, moving them to different parts of her naked body.

Her left hand moved to her nipples, starting to smear them onto the erect teats and cover the whole area as best she could, whereas her right hand moved in the opposite direction; towards her puss-puss. Similarly, she spread about the confectionery decoration over her pussy lips, making a few light moans of pleasure with her work, making herself look like something from a fairly "exotic" restaurant's menu.

The sight of his mom being the serving plate for the baked bliss, presenting the most incredible treat she had ever made, that she had worked so hard on just for him, was enough to send the boy over the edge, his orgasm reaching it's peak and shooting his hot load out of his shaft.

"Aaahhhhh!" He groaned loudly, his cum shooting up into the air, coating Martha's hand and hitting the coffee table as it fell, landing on the surface.

"Wow, you really are a kinky little boy." His sister teased, before licking the fluid from her hand with her finger and sucking on it.

Damien was too preoccupied to reply, watching the woman slowly spread the cake bits on the tits and pussy, her juices of the latter leaking into it and mixing in with the sweet icing.

"How does that look, honey?" She asked him, sounding as happy as she could possibly be.

"Amazing." Was his response, his dick finally coming down from his high and going soft, though it wouldn't take much to make it go back up again.

His answer pleased the mother of the pair, as she put her arms behind her head and stretched out for him, so that her cake-coated body was on full display.

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