[u][b][center]Toy Poodle[/center][/b][/u] [u][b][center]By: Lapsa[/center][/b][/u] [u][b][center]For: Ezylryb123[/center][/b][/u] [u][b][center]CW: Cubophilia[/center][/b][/u] “Hello, Oliver. Still waiting for your mommy?” Edward leaned down, the well dressed poodle putting on the most sincere smile he could muster as the mouse boy awkwardly shuffled a few steps away – the cub’s gaze falling to the side as a few mumbled words left his lips. “I-I’mm…” Edward couldn’t help but let out a giggle, a few fluttering thoughts already tickling his mind as he watched the sand-furred mouse start to fiddle with the loose dangling straps of his backpack – pink tail curling around his legs before unfolding and swishing behind. “It’s okay, no need to be so worried.” Edward lowered himself onto a knee, almost kneeling completely before the cub – zoning out the cries and laughter from the nearby playground as just a few feet away the afterschool program let out for their activities. “Maria, your mom, sent me to come pick you up.” “S-she did? B-but…” The young mouse glanced up with a flash of curiosity and a hint of excitement before his gaze fell again – awkward shuffling returning after only a second of respite as doubt filled him once again. “I-I don’t know you…” “Of course, I don’t believe we’ve met.” Edward kept his voice low and sweet – eyes occasionally darting to the heavy metal doors to the school, the two of them just within sight of the wire-crossed tinted windows into the building. “My name is Edward, Oliver. It’s nice to meet you. Now, come on, let’s go.” “B-but…w-why wouldn’t mom tell me that you are picking me up?” The mouse spoke after a few seconds of silence, letting Edward pick himself up – the poodle already a few steps away from the stairs as the stammering words came, smile trying its best to remain plastered on his face as he turned once again to address the boy. “She must’ve forgotten…now come on. Let’s go get some ice-cream.” The cub seemed not to have been put very much at ease by the explanation, hands now gripping tightly around the plush straps of his sagging backpack as he pushed himself back against one of the brick pillars. “Butter Pecan is your favorite, right? I’ve got some at home, there’s plenty of games too for you to play with until your mom can come get you.” “I-Ice cream?” The mouse’s eyes lit up once again, this time the fear seeming to leave him for good as he took a small step forward – red shorts finally reflecting sunlight as he stepped away from the shadows trying to keep him separated from the dog. “Y-yeah, b-butter pecan is my favorite…I like all the nuts in it.” “Oh, I’ll be sure to give you plenty of nut~” Edward chuckled, barely able to keep his laughter under control as a tinge of his own fear crept into the back of his mind, quickly smothered by twisted thoughts that rose up with each step forward the young mouse took. “That’s my car, right over there – the moving van.” “A moving van? Are you moving, Mr. Edward?” “Yup, though its empty right now. You can sit in the back – come on~” Edward took a few steps forward before the mouse finally started to follow in earnest – a small sprint forward seeing him catch up. Within just a few seconds they’d crossed the parking lot, the heavy doors of the van soon opening into the darkened interior – both disappearing within. *** “W-what is all this stuff?” The mouse’s eyes widened as he hopped into the back, gaze moving slowly across the interior as the poodle crawled in behind him. “Oh, I totally forgot~” The door slammed shut, briefly casting the two into darkness before a few pinkish lights barely illuminated the dull back of the van – a few electronics stabilized precariously along the walls, a headset dangling from the ceiling above a booster-seat modified with extra straps. “I had put up a…game system back here.” “G-game system? I-it looks a little weird.” “Yup, a game system - just for you.” Edward swiftly moved over to a laptop hooked up to the larger setup, flicking a button as the entire thing powered on from standby – whirring and beeping filling the silent back. “Come on, take a seat~” “B-but, the straps look a little weird.” Oliver lowered his backpack to the ground, eyes watching Edward, a few steps back stopped short as the poodle moved towards him once again. “Don’t worry about those~” Edward gently coaxed the boy forward, soon pushing him into the booster chair – straps one by one soon securing the small mouse into place as the creeping sadistic urges that had been eating away at Edward’s mind since he pulled up to the school started to bore their way to the surface. Already he could feel the tightness in his pants grow even more unbearable, cock drooling onto the black fabric as the mouse was soon left helpless before him. “These’ll just keep you from squirming around too much.” “I-it’s…i-it’s kind of tight.” A small hint of panic in the mouse’s voice was ignored as the last few straps were fixed into place – the squirming mouse within already letting out a whimper as the doubt and unease returned to him. “I-I don’t think I wa-want to play.” “Nonsense, it’ll be fun~!” The headset lowering down on the mouse’s face did little to reassure him, a loud squeak of a scream leaving his mouth as he began to struggle even more – gaze met with a swirling mess of pink, purple, and red as flashing words flickered across his eyes. “Just sit nice and tight~ We should be at my place before you know it.” “N-no! L-le-let me out! I-I don—” The protests were soon muffled with a silicon gag, sounds from the outside fading away as headphones began to play a rhythmic tune that danced from ear to ear. All senses were consumed by the device affixed to the mouse’s head – the cub left to struggle and writhe in vain as his attention was drawn deeper an deeper into the display, the words flashing into his young mind as they easily found fertile ground to root. ‘Calm.’ ‘Relaxed.’ ‘Helpless.’ The words came in batches – flickering over and over, repeating themselves until they bounced around the mouse’s head as echoing words that itched at the back of his mind. The young cub could already feel the knot twisting inside of him, the sinking feeling that he’d done something wrong eating away at him from within as the words began eating away from beyond. Over and over they’d flash, new word and phrases sprinkled into the mix – his struggles slowing with every second that past as muffled protests grew quieter and quieter. ‘Obey.’ ‘Serve.’ ‘Can’t fight back.’ ‘Can’t disobey.’ The pulsing blend of colors began to swirl faster, the beats drifting from ear to ear meeting in the center of the mouse’s mind as his young will began to crack and crumble away with only the slightest prodding. Most of the cub’s attention was eaten up by the display just in front of his eyes, awareness of the world trickling away even before the revving engine sent a gentle vibration through his body – limbs held firmly in place as the seat rocked back and forth, struggles fading into the motions of each winding turn and acceleration forward. ‘No will.’ ‘No wants.’ ‘Submissive.’ ‘Obedient.’ ‘Can’t fight back.’ ‘Can’t disobey.’ Oliver’s mouth lipped along with the words silently after a few more minutes – mind giving way to their commanding tone as they echoed amid his thoughts, knocking everything else away. The already faint struggles only lasted for a few seconds after – Edward’s gaze all the while flicking back towards the boy as he soon sat silent and obedient in the chair, letting the mantra sink deeper and deeper as the twisting fear and doubt that had fueled his desperate struggles and muffled protests instead morphed into a helpless acceptance of his fate. ‘Just a toy.’ ‘Cubs have to listen to adults.’ ‘Can’t disobey.’ ‘Can’t fight back.’ ‘Want to be good.’ ‘Want to listen.’ The words continued to cycle through again and again even as the van came to a halt – nearly an hour having passed as Edward drove around, hoping to cast off any suspicion that might’ve been upon him as he gave the device time to do its work on the boy’s mind. The poodle even still waited a few minutes with the van idling in front of his house before finally turning it off – the key clicking between his fingers before he stuffed it into the pocket of his suit, slowly waltzing around the back before ever so slightly opening up the large metal doors. Within he could get an even better view of the boy, now lax in the bondage – no hint of resistance to him as he gummed passively on the gag in his maw – glazed eyes barely visible beneath the headset; watching the swirling colors and the flashing words continue to sear their commands into place. *** “How’re you feeling~?” Edward’s smile curled into a sadistic grin as Oliver slowly rose to his feet, now freed from the bindings and the headset – large eyes blinding a few times as the sparkling colors from before and the dizzying light-headedness of his lingering trance clung persistently to him. “Enjoy the game?” “I-I…” The mouse let out a whimper, some deep part of his mind screaming for him to make a break past the poodle as he stood there waiting for a reply – body unable to follow through as a longing worried gaze stared towards the white house before him. “Come on, let’s get you inside~” Oliver felt himself move forward as the poodle beckoned, eyes nervously darting around the neat rows of houses – looking as back just as the poodle turned his back on the young cub. Something deep in his mind wanted him to try to run as he watched Edward move up to the door, the jingling of keys distracting the dog even more – though even still Oliver’s body continued to slowly march on, unable to obey the command, unable to make a break towards freedom as the tired porch creaked beneath him. “Wouldn’t want anyone to see me pulling a kid out of the back of my van, now would we.” The door opened as a wave of smells hit the young mouse’s sensitive nose – a mix of perfumes and strong colognes mixed together with artificial citrus. “Inside. I have something else I want to show you~” “Just wait here~” Edward grabbed the cub for a brief second, leading him further inside as the door closed behind each of them – the poodle soon disappearing into a nearby closet before emerging again with something in hand. A pink fluffy poodle-costume dangled from a wire hanger in his grip – only just barely big enough to fit the cub, long droopy ears and a tipped tail swaying as the poodle walked with a playful gait back towards the cub. “Look at this~” Edward lowered the costume as he leaned over, dangling it in front of the mouse, his paws gently sliding down across the slick soft material – admiring it more than the still worried cub as the mouse shuffled even more with his clothes, the fabric suddenly feeling strange against his skin. “You’d look so cute wearing it, why don’t you try it on~” “B-but that…p-pink is for girls…a-and that—” “No buts! I got this costume just for you, Oliver~ Don’t you think you’d look so cute in it~” Edward gave a toothy grin, trying to keep his voice sweet – the sickly false tone making the cub feeling even more uneasy as something pushed up within his mind, words from the drive to the house fluttering through his thoughts. “Be a good boy, and put on the costume for me~” Without another protest, and only a minor amount of hesitation, Oliver slowly took the costume – tiny furless fingers feeling the soft warm fabric, the pit already twisting in his throat locking his words away as he glanced up to the poodle motioning for him to undress. A few seconds passed by before the mouse began to peel off his clothing; shirt, shorts, underwear, glasses all put off to the side – nude and exposed as Edward looked over him all the while, the dog’s peering gaze taking it every detail it could. The cub’s body would soon be concealed once again, this time in the tight-fitting feminine suit; scaly furless tail fitting into the puffy pink-tipped slot, arms and legs vanishing into the depths of the costume’s limbs before tiny gloves came to life with the digits within. Edward almost enjoyed the sight of watching the cub dress even more, the mouse taking on the appearance of a poodle, at least in part – exaggerated tufts of fluff already starting to sent and uncomfortable warmth through the mouse before he finally turned to wait for the poodle’s next move. “Perfect~ You look like a little toy poodle~ Now…Be a good little toy and bend over for me~” Oliver whimpered as he bent over on the couch, feeling the poodle lift him up – adjusting him as his legs were spread apart, the costume’s fanny flap unbuttoned and left bare while hands prodded and pried at the young cub’s cheeks. “Good toy…now, stay very still~” A small sting of cold and a slight pressure on his tailhole were some of the last things Oliver could recall before a sharp searing pain tore through his mind. Screams of pain muffled as his head was thrust down into the pillows of the couch – the taste of fabric and cleaner burning at his tongue while Edward pushed against him. Thick throbbing cock burrowed itself deeper and deeper into the cub, working to the hilt – unswollen knot almost too big to fit into him without a pop that echoed through the young cub’s body. A brief moment of respite followed before the dog began to pull back – the cub clinging to him, tight hole barely lubricated enough to allow any motion at all, more muffled yelps and yips of pain emerging out as Edward’s hand pressed down even further to smother the screams. Inch-by-inch he’d pry most of his cock from the depths, more cold lube drizzling down before he thrust forward again – the motion slightly smoother than before, another following – and then another. Minutes passed by as the dog continued to pry his cock out before pushing it in again – each thrust becoming easier than the last, pain slowly fading away in Oliver’s mind into a strange sensation as something shifted amid his thoughts, young prostate ground upon by the thick burning member inside of him. Not long after would pass before he felt Edward finally work himself into a steady pace, the pain leaving the cub bit by bit after. Whimpering and yelping that had mixed together slowly faded into moans – limp body regaining some of its strength as fingers dug into the rough material beneath him. “Enjoying yourself, my little poodle-toy~” Edward gave a more aggressive thrust forward, punctuating the question – only a soft moan rising to his ears in response. He could feel the cub still squeezing down on him, the overpowering mix of sensations still far too much for the young mouse to handle – even more so as the heat of the wooly costume made the dizzying warmth flowing across his body even stronger with each passing second. “Mmpff…” Oliver could only reply with a few soft moans, only interrupted by soft yelps as Edward once more picked up his pace – squirts of pre already flooding the young cub’s ass, the strange warmth sticky sensation inside of him making his body tiny young member feel strange as it shifted in the tight pink suit. The two continued on for minutes more – Edward making the most of the tryst, taking his time to enjoy the tight hole as it loosened more and more with each thrust. He could feel himself push close to the edge before falling away, cock aching for release inside of the young rump – balls churning and full beneath him as they smacked against that soft pink fabric over and over. It wouldn’t be until the cub was barely conscious that he’d finally push towards climax – primal growls mixing with his moans as a tight grip returned to the cub’s neck and waist, holding the small creature steady as he pounded away. “Get ready~!” A loud howl echoed through the mouse’s ears as the words faded into an incomprehensive mix of noise and bangs – loud pops echoing through his mind as everything went a pure milky white. Even the cum flooding inside of his young rear was barely more than a soft explosion amid the empty creamy void, warm waves washing between cold chills as they striped the mouse’s tan body. The experience of orgasm proved to be far more than the young cub could handle – far more than his mind could process as his eyes soon rolled back, soft gibbering moans fading away as he slipped into unconsciousness. *** “P-please M..mmm—” Oliver squirmed as the vibrator sent shivers across his entire body, head swimming in a sea of dizziness and warmth. His needy cock throbbed all the while, young sac pulsing with each small motion – struggling to process the sensations that continued to tear through his body. “I don’t think you get to cum just yet, little toy~” Edward chuckled, letting his cock smear across the cub’s face – hand slowly stroking it as he watched the tiny body before him convulse and tremble with every spasm that rippled through his body. “I-I can’t…f-feels so w—” The mouse let out a high-pitched moan, a soft squeak that sent a powerful tingle through Edward’s mind – globs of pre oozing out of his throbbing member. “You’ll be nice and sensitive for next time~” Salty musky liquid clung to Oliver’s face, the scent filling his lungs with each rapid quick breath – hazing his mind even more, strange thoughts fluttering from the depths as the mantra from before echoed out once again. “Bet you can barely wait, you re—” A loud heavy thud at the door startled both of the two of them as Edward instinctively jumped back, cock quickly shifted into his pants – clothes hastily and haphazardly adorned once again as a spark of fear and confusion speared its way through his mind. He could already see the flashing lights through the blinds, the low wail of a siren outside making his heart sink in his chest as he quickened his pace. “W-who c—” Another thud, even louder than before. “Police, open up!” Edward felt his eyes start to water as he finished buttoning up his shirt, soon rushing forward to open the door – a muscular frame clad in uniform greeting him while his gaze trailed slowly up to meet the officer’s own. “Oh, hello Officer.” Edward tried to keep his composure as his heart began to race in his chest – a few dizzying bouts of light-headedness casting away the previous twisted sadism that had taken hold in his mind as his gaze met the stoic frown on the officer’s face. “C-can I help you with anything?” “Hello, Mr. Parker?” The poodle only barely managed a small nod, the door held tightly shut as the officer tried to push forward – feline eyes scanning about inside of the darkened living-room where Oliver sat just out of view. “I’m investigating reports of a missing kid…one last seen with you according to witnesses at the school. “I-O-officer, I can explain—” A stern hiss cut the poodle off, flashing memories of the playground just a few feet from he and the cub earlier dancing across his mind. “You can explain it down at the station…” The feline pushed forward again, this time aiming to force the door open – only stopping as Edward’s entire weight pressed into it to try to keep it firmly shut. “We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.” “W-wait!” Edward’s eyes happened across a small, barely noticeable symbol around the cat’s neck, a strange – almost familiar looking sun that glimmered in the fading evening light, its reflection shining on some desperate last resort in the poodle’s mind. “I-I can make it worth your t-time, if you ignore all this…m-maybe…maybe I can make it worth your while?” Edward hastily reached into a pocket, fist clenching down on loose money and change – a few hundreds pried out and held forward as a pale-furred paw shoved itself out into the warm air. “Th-there’s even more in it for you too, money isn’t the only thing I can offer.” “Are you…trying to bribe an officer?” A tense movement of silence passed as Edward left the wad of cash hanging out from his hand, the two staring intently into one another’s eyes all the while. Edward’s legs trembled with each ticking of the clock that passed by, each second bringing him closer to passing out entirely until he felt himself tugged forward – sweaty fingers losing their grip on the money with a swift tug on it from the feline. “I’ll be back to collect the other half later…” Edward propped himself up against the still open door as the officer slowly pulled his hand back – stowing the cash away from removing his own weight from the door. Slowly, and cautiously the two would break eye contact, the feline making his way down the steps and back to his patrol car before driving off – leaving Edward to close the door before collapsing into a heap, thoughts still racing through his mind. 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