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Contains kidnapping, forced stripping & shaving.

More to come soon.", "writing": "I remember that night like it was yesterday, I think I always will. The first night. The night I made him mine.\n\nIt's been months now but I still remember the first time I saw him, the guy who I'd decided there and then to make my own. He didn't know it then of course, but then he hadn't exactly been given much choice in the matter. \n\nThe first sight is always the most important one, it's the image that is seared into your mind forever more. First impressions and all that. \n\nHe really was something, eighteen if he was a day, being dragged between the burly forms of two doberman guys (who for the sake of privacy we'll call them Joe and Dan) who owed me a favour and knew what I liked. And boy, they'd known exactly what to look for when I'd sent them out on their little fact finding mission, only a few instructions being needed beforehand.\n\n“Dont get seen, and make sure they're not missed”.\n\nWhatever bar or den of inequity they'd found him in, they'd hit the jackpot as far as I was concerned. The guy who I know called bitch, his previous name and identity forgotten now forever. I got his name from the little dog tag clipped to his collar, Peter W. Wolf. It wasn't important then, even less so now. I was going to make his new identity.\n\nOne too many drinks, that's what had done young Peter in and lured him into my oh so eager clutches. That, and the little vial of my oh so secret concoction my boys had obligingly slipped into his drink when he'd left the bar briefly. \n\nFive minutes and Peter had been out like a light, and gently escorted to the waiting car parked outside. Joe and Dan had even had some assistance from the bouncer on duty, just a little courtesy gesture to make sure the clearly inebriated young wolf got home safely with the help of the two average looking furs he'd been mingling with. Just his two drinking buddies helping out a friend who'd had too many.\n\nI still smiled at that image, if only I'd been there to see it.\n\nBut the sight of him when he'd been dragged into my waiting parlor had more than made up for it. He was well muscled for a guy just on the cusp of turning eighteen if that, compact and trim, with the most gorgeous shade of white fur that was almost dazzling. A messy mop of blonde hair stuck out between his ears, fringe hanging low over his eyes. Bed hair, that's what I remembered thinking, like he'd just stumbled out from under the covers after a hard nights partying. Oh if only he'd know how 'hard' this party was going to get for him...\n\nMy smile had widened when I'd been told the whole story of how they'd caught him. Joe did all the talking, whilst Dan had gently laid the kid out across the table, making sure he was spread out on his back. Our sexy little stud had come onto them practically the second they'd walked through the door, and nothing says eager like two lily white paws cupping the bulges of two horny dobermans who knew exactly what I wanted them to bring back. \n\nHook, line and sinker, the kid had fallen into my trap.\n\nHe was dressed to kill, even now despite their rough handling of him to get him here. Tight white shirt and even tighter black pants that hugged his hips and left absolutely nothing to the imagination about the size of the package between his legs. Big footpaws enclosed in shiny black formal shoes topped the image off nicely, and I'm sure that on any other night this kid would have had no problems scoring any boy or girl he'd wanted. It was just bad luck that he'd picked two horny doberman's out on a mission, bad luck for him that is. \n\nSo after his hot white paws had got acquainted with twin doberman bulge, our young white wolf had been more than happy to escort my guys to the bar, where they'd indulged him with fruity tasting drinks of the highest alcoholic quality and whispered sweet dirty nothings into his big pointy ears just to ensure that bulge stayed semi-hard and thick in his pants. It was after his third drink that Peter had excused himself to pop to the toilet, extricating himself from their groping paws with half whispered promises of being as quick as he could. It had still been long enough for Joe to spike his drink, unnoticed by bouncer and barman alike.\n\nWhen he'd come back to the table, my guys had noticed that Peter hadn't just stuffed his cock back into his pants, oh no. He'd deliberately not put his underwear back on, but instead had carefully placed his semi-hard cock down the left side of his trousers. Like I said before, this kid was thick, and from the vivid description Joe related to me, Peter's half-erection had shown clearly pressing against his thigh as he'd sat back down, lurid pink briefs sticking out of the back pocket of his jeans whilst his fluffy white tail swayed like a beacon. This kid was cocky, and boy he'd been made to pay for it.\n\nIt had only been ten or so minutes later that the drug had taken affect and the teasing little thing had passed out, managing not the spill his drink as the two dobbies caught him and slipped him out of his seat. After that, he'd been manhandled into the back of the car, a blanket thrown across his sleeping frame to avoid any suspicious eyes, and practically every speed limit had been broken as they'd brought him here. They needn't have bothered, the drug would last long enough for my needs to be satisfied.\n\nI'd looked over him then, ignoring for now the semi hard thickness tenting the front of my pants as I eyed his limp frame from tip to toe. He had a lovely body, taut muscles evident through the fabric of his clothes and the tightest little butt that would make even a monk turn his head. The top button of his shirt was deliberately open, the perfect amount of creamy chest fluff revealed to tease and titillate the mysteries of his gorgeous body. \n\nWhen I was through with him by the end of that first night, nothing was left to the imagination.\n\nA quick nod in the there direction and the two dobermans got down to the task of relieving Peter of his clothes. They weren't gentle, not that I wanted them to be. \n\nButtons flew in all directions as his shirt was torn from him, ripped open from the front then shredded between sharp claws. Tugging it out of his waistband and flinging it aside as the kid was left bare chested, his soft fluffy chest and taut tummy exposed to all. I was overjoyed to see the kid had a piercing, a silver ring dangling from his right nipple that Joe couldn't help but slip a claw through and tug at. Not a flicker of resistance came from the wolf even from that roughness, just the faintest fluttering of his eyelids as his body responded and his nipple hardened. A quick tweak from Joe's claws, and that other little pink nub was standing proudly from the carpet of white fluff on the boys chest.\n\nI savored the image of the bare-chested youth for a moment before signalling for Dan & Joe to continue. The wolfs legs were spread wide as Dan released his grip on the boys arms and gripped at his crotch. \nHis fly was gripped and torn clean off, the sweet sound of wrenching metal coming to my ears as the teeth of his zip offered minimal resistance. \n\nThe boys legs were lifted up as his crotch was torn out, giving me the perfect view of his soon to be exposed rump as the tail clasp was ripped off, pants wrenched down his legs, over his shoe covered feetpaws and off. I remember chuckling as his discarded pink briefs chose that moment to fall out of his pocket, dropping to the floor forgotten about as the wolf was gently laid back down on the table, just in his shoes and socks now as I moved closer to survey my prize.\n\nHe was even more beautiful in this practically naked form, legs & tail hanging down over the table surface and spread wide, giving me the perfect view of his bare crotch. The fur at his groin was soft and silky, as blonde as his headfur and curled tightly round the base of his thick sheath, now released from the confines of his pants and sticking proudly out. \n\nIf I'd taken it into my paw it would have had a fine heft to it. The cock lying within would be big and beautiful I was sure. All I'd have to do would be grip it and roll it down to find out. But I was patient, and besides it wasn't like the kid was complaining.\n\nMy paw instead found his heavy testicles, warm and fluffy in their tight sac as I squeezed gently, coaxing the sleeping teen to life as his body betrayed him. My other paw reached down to his big footpaws still trapped in those heavy black shoes, and after unlacing them & tugging them off they both dropped heavily to the floor, the wolf left in just his socks that to my joy were revealed to be toeless. This kid was driving me wild.\n\nThe paw that wasn't busy molesting his sensitive testicles occupied itself by rubbing through his silky soft belly fur, coaxing a low moan from his muzzle as his body tried to fight through the drug induced haze. It wouldn't succeed, but it was sweet of it to try.\n\nHe had such gorgeous fur, it was almost a shame to get rid of it. Almost.\n\nRemember I told you previously dear reader? How I'd altered this kid to serve my means? Well, now that I had gotten him naked apart from those gorgeous socks of his, it was the appropriate time to let my darker kinks bubble up to the surface...\n\nMy paw left the boys belly and awaited palm open. A second later my pads were gripping cool metal as Joe obligingly handed me the special fur clippers I'd be using to transform young Peter and relieve him of his natural furry coat. The boy wasn't nearly naked enough for my wants, and whilst some guys would have given their right arms for a chance to spend hours simply sliding their paws through this hunky teens angel white floof, I alas was not one of them. \n\nMy ears were filled with the satisfying buzzing of the trimmers as they came to life. I immediately moved them to his belly, sliding the trimmer through the thick soft pelt causing chunks of fur to slide off the table to pool around my ankles and his discarded briefs. The clippers made short work of it, and before long the delicious pink skin beneath was bared. These clippers were special, not only were they designed to take off the thicker fur that grew round the chest, crotch and armpits, but could also be adjusted to take off the short softer fur beneath. That was my intention, to strip this boy of every folickle of hair on his sexy little body.\n\nWith Dan eagerly holding Peter's arms up above his head as high as they could go, I dragged the trimmers up along the wolf's underarms, across his chest & hard little tits, then down his belly to the thicker 'treasure trail' that normally would have disappeared into his pants. Once this stripe of white fur connecting his chest to his belly button had slid effortlessly to the floor, I couldn't help myself from rubbing his completely smooth tummy and pinching just under his bellybutton. So cute, and I wasn't even half-way done.\n\nI turned my attention next to above the boys chest, the trimmers carving through fur to the delicate skin beneath as I removed the white wolf of every scrap of whiteness, all along his neck & throat, over his cheeks and across his muzzle, delicate whiskers no match for my blades as I took special care to scrape under his chin. Not even the blonde mop of fuzz between his ears escaped my attention, one deep strim enough to completely separate it from him. I help his ears gently as each one in turn was lavished by the clippers attention, feeling them twitch in my grip as they were bared to the coolness of the room. \n\nI paused when he was completely naked above the waist, switching the trimmers off and shaking them to remove the tufts of fuzz stuck between their teeth, as I admired my handiwork. The young wolf looked so adorable denuded of half his natural covering, soft smooth pectorals bared for three pairs of eyes to hungrily lust over, and all the while the teen hadn't made a single peep, his pink flesh now exposed and goose-pimpling without it's protective pelt. \nMy paw moved to his exposed pectoral, stroking around it and down to his oh so tempting nipples, teasing at his piercing to ensure they stayed hard and sensitive. My eyes moved lower to between his legs, to the heavy white sheath between his oh so invitingly spread legs. The thought of stripping this boy of every trace of his manhood was making me drool, and that's not even getting to the tent in my pants leaking pre into my briefs.\n\nDan kept the boys paws gripped tightly above his head with one of his own, as I switched the trimmers back on and moved to the boys fluffy lower body. I slid my paw low, over the boys crotch, down his slinky sides, along his thighs and hips, fur flying off in all directions as the trimmers sheared through his pelt. I gripped the little device tighter as I moved to his thick sheath, pinching the tip and lifting it up away from his body. \n\nI made quick work of the blonde curls making up his pubes, then up & over his sheath as I stripped it of every follicle of white fluff. I let it flop back against his tummy as I made quick work of his puppy baubles, the sac wrinkling and pulling up slightly as it was shaved smooth. My grin widened more as his sheath twitched at that, the teen unconsciously reacting to the strange new sensations around his junk.\n\nI took sweet satisfaction in removing Peter of his final articles of clothing, ripping those cute toeless socks off his big footpaws and tossing them aside as I buzzed the fur clean off them. They twitched and clenched with each kiss of the blades, his toes curling into his soles whilst he continued to sleep on through it all. \n\nJoe helped Dan roll the kid over as I started work of his back, my cock twitching as I trimmed over his cute bubble butt, his marbled butt cheeks revealed in all their glory. I resisted the urge to grope them as I lifted up his tail and trimmed it from base to tip, then down his fluffy crack. His tail twitched and wagged in my grip all throughout, releasing the now ratlike appendage as I buzzed off the final areas of fur on the boys back and shoulders before I was fully satisfied.\n\nWhen I was finally done I switched the trimmers off and passed them back to Joe. Dan rolled the kid back until he was lying chest up, cute little noises escaping his muzzle as he trembled, as naked as a new born pup. \n\nHe was so adorable. Pink and smooth, not a follicle of fuzz left on his frame and his lithe frame trembling in the cool air of the room. I picked up his discarded socks and slipped them back onto his big footpaws, the only bit of covering left to the boy as they hung just that little bit looser on him. Cute.\n\nI wiped down the table of any loose fur remaining. I'd let the two dobermans clean up the thick carpet around us later, when I was finished transforming this kid for his new life ahead. \n\nOh yes dear reader, I was far from finished with my new little bitch just yet...\n\n[b]To be continued soon.[/b]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "I remember that night like it was yesterday, I think I always will. The first night. The night I made him mine.

It's been months now but I still remember the first time I saw him, the guy who I'd decided there and then to make my own. He didn't know it then of course, but then he hadn't exactly been given much choice in the matter.

The first sight is always the most important one, it's the image that is seared into your mind forever more. First impressions and all that.

He really was something, eighteen if he was a day, being dragged between the burly forms of two doberman guys (who for the sake of privacy we'll call them Joe and Dan) who owed me a favour and knew what I liked. And boy, they'd known exactly what to look for when I'd sent them out on their little fact finding mission, only a few instructions being needed beforehand.

“Dont get seen, and make sure they're not missed”.

Whatever bar or den of inequity they'd found him in, they'd hit the jackpot as far as I was concerned. The guy who I know called bitch, his previous name and identity forgotten now forever. I got his name from the little dog tag clipped to his collar, Peter W. Wolf. It wasn't important then, even less so now. I was going to make his new identity.

One too many drinks, that's what had done young Peter in and lured him into my oh so eager clutches. That, and the little vial of my oh so secret concoction my boys had obligingly slipped into his drink when he'd left the bar briefly.

Five minutes and Peter had been out like a light, and gently escorted to the waiting car parked outside. Joe and Dan had even had some assistance from the bouncer on duty, just a little courtesy gesture to make sure the clearly inebriated young wolf got home safely with the help of the two average looking furs he'd been mingling with. Just his two drinking buddies helping out a friend who'd had too many.

I still smiled at that image, if only I'd been there to see it.

But the sight of him when he'd been dragged into my waiting parlor had more than made up for it. He was well muscled for a guy just on the cusp of turning eighteen if that, compact and trim, with the most gorgeous shade of white fur that was almost dazzling. A messy mop of blonde hair stuck out between his ears, fringe hanging low over his eyes. Bed hair, that's what I remembered thinking, like he'd just stumbled out from under the covers after a hard nights partying. Oh if only he'd know how 'hard' this party was going to get for him...

My smile had widened when I'd been told the whole story of how they'd caught him. Joe did all the talking, whilst Dan had gently laid the kid out across the table, making sure he was spread out on his back. Our sexy little stud had come onto them practically the second they'd walked through the door, and nothing says eager like two lily white paws cupping the bulges of two horny dobermans who knew exactly what I wanted them to bring back.

Hook, line and sinker, the kid had fallen into my trap.

He was dressed to kill, even now despite their rough handling of him to get him here. Tight white shirt and even tighter black pants that hugged his hips and left absolutely nothing to the imagination about the size of the package between his legs. Big footpaws enclosed in shiny black formal shoes topped the image off nicely, and I'm sure that on any other night this kid would have had no problems scoring any boy or girl he'd wanted. It was just bad luck that he'd picked two horny doberman's out on a mission, bad luck for him that is.

So after his hot white paws had got acquainted with twin doberman bulge, our young white wolf had been more than happy to escort my guys to the bar, where they'd indulged him with fruity tasting drinks of the highest alcoholic quality and whispered sweet dirty nothings into his big pointy ears just to ensure that bulge stayed semi-hard and thick in his pants. It was after his third drink that Peter had excused himself to pop to the toilet, extricating himself from their groping paws with half whispered promises of being as quick as he could. It had still been long enough for Joe to spike his drink, unnoticed by bouncer and barman alike.

When he'd come back to the table, my guys had noticed that Peter hadn't just stuffed his cock back into his pants, oh no. He'd deliberately not put his underwear back on, but instead had carefully placed his semi-hard cock down the left side of his trousers. Like I said before, this kid was thick, and from the vivid description Joe related to me, Peter's half-erection had shown clearly pressing against his thigh as he'd sat back down, lurid pink briefs sticking out of the back pocket of his jeans whilst his fluffy white tail swayed like a beacon. This kid was cocky, and boy he'd been made to pay for it.

It had only been ten or so minutes later that the drug had taken affect and the teasing little thing had passed out, managing not the spill his drink as the two dobbies caught him and slipped him out of his seat. After that, he'd been manhandled into the back of the car, a blanket thrown across his sleeping frame to avoid any suspicious eyes, and practically every speed limit had been broken as they'd brought him here. They needn't have bothered, the drug would last long enough for my needs to be satisfied.

I'd looked over him then, ignoring for now the semi hard thickness tenting the front of my pants as I eyed his limp frame from tip to toe. He had a lovely body, taut muscles evident through the fabric of his clothes and the tightest little butt that would make even a monk turn his head. The top button of his shirt was deliberately open, the perfect amount of creamy chest fluff revealed to tease and titillate the mysteries of his gorgeous body.

When I was through with him by the end of that first night, nothing was left to the imagination.

A quick nod in the there direction and the two dobermans got down to the task of relieving Peter of his clothes. They weren't gentle, not that I wanted them to be.

Buttons flew in all directions as his shirt was torn from him, ripped open from the front then shredded between sharp claws. Tugging it out of his waistband and flinging it aside as the kid was left bare chested, his soft fluffy chest and taut tummy exposed to all. I was overjoyed to see the kid had a piercing, a silver ring dangling from his right nipple that Joe couldn't help but slip a claw through and tug at. Not a flicker of resistance came from the wolf even from that roughness, just the faintest fluttering of his eyelids as his body responded and his nipple hardened. A quick tweak from Joe's claws, and that other little pink nub was standing proudly from the carpet of white fluff on the boys chest.

I savored the image of the bare-chested youth for a moment before signalling for Dan & Joe to continue. The wolfs legs were spread wide as Dan released his grip on the boys arms and gripped at his crotch.
His fly was gripped and torn clean off, the sweet sound of wrenching metal coming to my ears as the teeth of his zip offered minimal resistance.

The boys legs were lifted up as his crotch was torn out, giving me the perfect view of his soon to be exposed rump as the tail clasp was ripped off, pants wrenched down his legs, over his shoe covered feetpaws and off. I remember chuckling as his discarded pink briefs chose that moment to fall out of his pocket, dropping to the floor forgotten about as the wolf was gently laid back down on the table, just in his shoes and socks now as I moved closer to survey my prize.

He was even more beautiful in this practically naked form, legs & tail hanging down over the table surface and spread wide, giving me the perfect view of his bare crotch. The fur at his groin was soft and silky, as blonde as his headfur and curled tightly round the base of his thick sheath, now released from the confines of his pants and sticking proudly out.

If I'd taken it into my paw it would have had a fine heft to it. The cock lying within would be big and beautiful I was sure. All I'd have to do would be grip it and roll it down to find out. But I was patient, and besides it wasn't like the kid was complaining.

My paw instead found his heavy testicles, warm and fluffy in their tight sac as I squeezed gently, coaxing the sleeping teen to life as his body betrayed him. My other paw reached down to his big footpaws still trapped in those heavy black shoes, and after unlacing them & tugging them off they both dropped heavily to the floor, the wolf left in just his socks that to my joy were revealed to be toeless. This kid was driving me wild.

The paw that wasn't busy molesting his sensitive testicles occupied itself by rubbing through his silky soft belly fur, coaxing a low moan from his muzzle as his body tried to fight through the drug induced haze. It wouldn't succeed, but it was sweet of it to try.

He had such gorgeous fur, it was almost a shame to get rid of it. Almost.

Remember I told you previously dear reader? How I'd altered this kid to serve my means? Well, now that I had gotten him naked apart from those gorgeous socks of his, it was the appropriate time to let my darker kinks bubble up to the surface...

My paw left the boys belly and awaited palm open. A second later my pads were gripping cool metal as Joe obligingly handed me the special fur clippers I'd be using to transform young Peter and relieve him of his natural furry coat. The boy wasn't nearly naked enough for my wants, and whilst some guys would have given their right arms for a chance to spend hours simply sliding their paws through this hunky teens angel white floof, I alas was not one of them.

My ears were filled with the satisfying buzzing of the trimmers as they came to life. I immediately moved them to his belly, sliding the trimmer through the thick soft pelt causing chunks of fur to slide off the table to pool around my ankles and his discarded briefs. The clippers made short work of it, and before long the delicious pink skin beneath was bared. These clippers were special, not only were they designed to take off the thicker fur that grew round the chest, crotch and armpits, but could also be adjusted to take off the short softer fur beneath. That was my intention, to strip this boy of every folickle of hair on his sexy little body.

With Dan eagerly holding Peter's arms up above his head as high as they could go, I dragged the trimmers up along the wolf's underarms, across his chest & hard little tits, then down his belly to the thicker 'treasure trail' that normally would have disappeared into his pants. Once this stripe of white fur connecting his chest to his belly button had slid effortlessly to the floor, I couldn't help myself from rubbing his completely smooth tummy and pinching just under his bellybutton. So cute, and I wasn't even half-way done.

I turned my attention next to above the boys chest, the trimmers carving through fur to the delicate skin beneath as I removed the white wolf of every scrap of whiteness, all along his neck & throat, over his cheeks and across his muzzle, delicate whiskers no match for my blades as I took special care to scrape under his chin. Not even the blonde mop of fuzz between his ears escaped my attention, one deep strim enough to completely separate it from him. I help his ears gently as each one in turn was lavished by the clippers attention, feeling them twitch in my grip as they were bared to the coolness of the room.

I paused when he was completely naked above the waist, switching the trimmers off and shaking them to remove the tufts of fuzz stuck between their teeth, as I admired my handiwork. The young wolf looked so adorable denuded of half his natural covering, soft smooth pectorals bared for three pairs of eyes to hungrily lust over, and all the while the teen hadn't made a single peep, his pink flesh now exposed and goose-pimpling without it's protective pelt.
My paw moved to his exposed pectoral, stroking around it and down to his oh so tempting nipples, teasing at his piercing to ensure they stayed hard and sensitive. My eyes moved lower to between his legs, to the heavy white sheath between his oh so invitingly spread legs. The thought of stripping this boy of every trace of his manhood was making me drool, and that's not even getting to the tent in my pants leaking pre into my briefs.

Dan kept the boys paws gripped tightly above his head with one of his own, as I switched the trimmers back on and moved to the boys fluffy lower body. I slid my paw low, over the boys crotch, down his slinky sides, along his thighs and hips, fur flying off in all directions as the trimmers sheared through his pelt. I gripped the little device tighter as I moved to his thick sheath, pinching the tip and lifting it up away from his body.

I made quick work of the blonde curls making up his pubes, then up & over his sheath as I stripped it of every follicle of white fluff. I let it flop back against his tummy as I made quick work of his puppy baubles, the sac wrinkling and pulling up slightly as it was shaved smooth. My grin widened more as his sheath twitched at that, the teen unconsciously reacting to the strange new sensations around his junk.

I took sweet satisfaction in removing Peter of his final articles of clothing, ripping those cute toeless socks off his big footpaws and tossing them aside as I buzzed the fur clean off them. They twitched and clenched with each kiss of the blades, his toes curling into his soles whilst he continued to sleep on through it all.

Joe helped Dan roll the kid over as I started work of his back, my cock twitching as I trimmed over his cute bubble butt, his marbled butt cheeks revealed in all their glory. I resisted the urge to grope them as I lifted up his tail and trimmed it from base to tip, then down his fluffy crack. His tail twitched and wagged in my grip all throughout, releasing the now ratlike appendage as I buzzed off the final areas of fur on the boys back and shoulders before I was fully satisfied.

When I was finally done I switched the trimmers off and passed them back to Joe. Dan rolled the kid back until he was lying chest up, cute little noises escaping his muzzle as he trembled, as naked as a new born pup.

He was so adorable. Pink and smooth, not a follicle of fuzz left on his frame and his lithe frame trembling in the cool air of the room. I picked up his discarded socks and slipped them back onto his big footpaws, the only bit of covering left to the boy as they hung just that little bit looser on him. Cute.

I wiped down the table of any loose fur remaining. I'd let the two dobermans clean up the thick carpet around us later, when I was finished transforming this kid for his new life ahead.

Oh yes dear reader, I was far from finished with my new little bitch just yet...

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