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I loved that sound, the one he made every time the door creaked open and he heard my footpaws entering the room. \n\nHe'd instantly be on his knees, the leather of his knee-pads squeaking as he raised his head up & flicked his ears. Knowing that in a few short moments he'd feel the fleshy warmth of my nuts & flaccid cock resting over his muzzle. Though he couldn't see it he'd be able to tell I was smiling, feeling my paw patting his head, calling him my good bitch.\n\nIt'd been months now, since I brought him to the room that was now the centre of his world (well, except for me of course). A room that he'd never actually seen, and probably never would. Usually he'd be collared & leashed in a corner near his pet bed, blind & numb to touch that didn't come from my paw. The permanent blindfold ensured my pup would have no distractions, and the paw mitts locked onto his hands would prevent any unwanted temptations of resistance, or bodily exploration without his Master's permission.\n\nNot that there was much left to explore anymore...\n\nMy smile would widen at the sight of my furless puppy on his hands & knees, naked save for his collar, mitts & knee pads, begging & whimpering for my attention. He didn't know my name, but I'm sure he loved me for what I'd done to him. I'm sure he loved what he was, my perfect bitch pup. \n\nIt took him a while to accept this of course, but I was patient with my Pup. It always filled me with joy when the mood took me at how far I'd brought him, and I'd cast my eye over the footage of my pets previous life. His 'last footage' as it were, as that night I'd decided to make him mine.\n\nI found him online, isn't that always the way? I didn't know his real name, and his stage-name now escaped me, unnimportant as it now was to his new life. He offered his services & we agreed a price, and from that moment his fate was sealed. No doubt he thought this job would be like all the others in his regular routine. He'd have women (and men, you can be sure) he would fuck regularly, since they'd be enamoured the second they caught sight of those generous biceps & pecs, the delicious looking bulge contained in those all too tight pants he'd wear, the smug disdainful twinkle in his eye and across his lips as his clients would swoon, the mere gesture of lowering his zipper & seeing the drool glistening on their open maws enough to assure him that he was God's gift to man.\n\nYeah, he'd think, I'm fucking hot. The studly canine of the block with a palm full of cock enough to stuff any grateful muzzle full.\n\nLike I said, that was months ago now.\n\nHe'd arrived as arranged, and I knew immediately that I'd made the right choice. Shirt & pants barely containing the buff, gym heightened form hidden beneath, glossy orange & white fur meticulously groomed to the last folicle, not a hair out of place. That swaggering cock-sure grin already plastered on his face, the one that I'd taken the greatest pleasure in wiping off forever. \n\nIt was quite a show my soon to be former stud put on for me that night. I have it recorded forever, and I've lost count of the times I've since played it, sometimes in his presence just to see the delicous sight of his ears wilting, and the sound of that whimper that I loved so much escaping his full muzzle.\n\nI gave him a drink before he began, and let him do his entire performance. From the way he was smiling throughout I knew his eyes were focused on the front of my pants, at the well above average bulge that was all for him, a sign he was turning me on like all the others he'd performed for. It was, but not in the way he was probably thinking. My mind was already wandering to what I was planning for the 'after-show'...\n\nHis zipper slipped down and soon with a flick of his paw his jockstrap was off and that thick musky stud muscle was exposed between his legs. 'Big Boy' indeed, my pup had nothing to be ashamed of, and oh did he know it. That was a cock that had satisfied many a fur that had found their way to his bed, had filled countless muzzles & tailholes, had been groped by lecherous paws too many to keep track of. That was a cock I'd taken the greatest delight in removing from my pup.\n\nThat was probably the one which hurt him the most, of all the modifications I subjected him to over the coming night, when the drugs in his drink had kicked in & I found myself with a six-foot plus two hundred and twenty pound hunk of canine collapsed on my floor. I'd given him a dosage sufficient enough to let him complete his full show before he blanked out, appropiate considering it would be his final one. 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Now my pup is able to show off every inch of his perfect body without distractions, plus it allows his skin to glisten freely with sweat during our more...active training sessions.\n\nOnce I'd finished removing his fur I turned my attention to his chest, at the twin exposed nips that now sport a gold ring each, carefully pierced through the tender skin and welded closed to give my pet some delightful decoration. Every time he wags his tail or move even the slightest, the comforting jingle of his tits reminds my pup of how much I love spoiling him.\n\nMy attention finally fell on what was between my bare pups legs, some medical stirrups I'd procured for just the occasion coming in handy as I set to work. No need for that 'Big Boy' jockstrap any more, now the only cock my pup has to worry about is my own. It wouldn't be right after all for a pet to be bigger than his Master, and taking him down to the root removed that concern altogether. 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Like I said, I've lost count how many times I have...\n\n---\n\nA story written to go with the amazing sketch drawn by the always fantastic 'Plaguedobsession' on FA.\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": ""Oh, how things change Pup"

He whimpered. I loved that sound, the one he made every time the door creaked open and he heard my footpaws entering the room.

He'd instantly be on his knees, the leather of his knee-pads squeaking as he raised his head up & flicked his ears. Knowing that in a few short moments he'd feel the fleshy warmth of my nuts & flaccid cock resting over his muzzle. Though he couldn't see it he'd be able to tell I was smiling, feeling my paw patting his head, calling him my good bitch.

It'd been months now, since I brought him to the room that was now the centre of his world (well, except for me of course). A room that he'd never actually seen, and probably never would. Usually he'd be collared & leashed in a corner near his pet bed, blind & numb to touch that didn't come from my paw. The permanent blindfold ensured my pup would have no distractions, and the paw mitts locked onto his hands would prevent any unwanted temptations of resistance, or bodily exploration without his Master's permission.

Not that there was much left to explore anymore...

My smile would widen at the sight of my furless puppy on his hands & knees, naked save for his collar, mitts & knee pads, begging & whimpering for my attention. He didn't know my name, but I'm sure he loved me for what I'd done to him. I'm sure he loved what he was, my perfect bitch pup.

It took him a while to accept this of course, but I was patient with my Pup. It always filled me with joy when the mood took me at how far I'd brought him, and I'd cast my eye over the footage of my pets previous life. His 'last footage' as it were, as that night I'd decided to make him mine.

I found him online, isn't that always the way? I didn't know his real name, and his stage-name now escaped me, unnimportant as it now was to his new life. He offered his services & we agreed a price, and from that moment his fate was sealed. No doubt he thought this job would be like all the others in his regular routine. He'd have women (and men, you can be sure) he would fuck regularly, since they'd be enamoured the second they caught sight of those generous biceps & pecs, the delicious looking bulge contained in those all too tight pants he'd wear, the smug disdainful twinkle in his eye and across his lips as his clients would swoon, the mere gesture of lowering his zipper & seeing the drool glistening on their open maws enough to assure him that he was God's gift to man.

Yeah, he'd think, I'm fucking hot. The studly canine of the block with a palm full of cock enough to stuff any grateful muzzle full.

Like I said, that was months ago now.

He'd arrived as arranged, and I knew immediately that I'd made the right choice. Shirt & pants barely containing the buff, gym heightened form hidden beneath, glossy orange & white fur meticulously groomed to the last folicle, not a hair out of place. That swaggering cock-sure grin already plastered on his face, the one that I'd taken the greatest pleasure in wiping off forever.

It was quite a show my soon to be former stud put on for me that night. I have it recorded forever, and I've lost count of the times I've since played it, sometimes in his presence just to see the delicous sight of his ears wilting, and the sound of that whimper that I loved so much escaping his full muzzle.

I gave him a drink before he began, and let him do his entire performance. From the way he was smiling throughout I knew his eyes were focused on the front of my pants, at the well above average bulge that was all for him, a sign he was turning me on like all the others he'd performed for. It was, but not in the way he was probably thinking. My mind was already wandering to what I was planning for the 'after-show'...

His zipper slipped down and soon with a flick of his paw his jockstrap was off and that thick musky stud muscle was exposed between his legs. 'Big Boy' indeed, my pup had nothing to be ashamed of, and oh did he know it. That was a cock that had satisfied many a fur that had found their way to his bed, had filled countless muzzles & tailholes, had been groped by lecherous paws too many to keep track of. That was a cock I'd taken the greatest delight in removing from my pup.

That was probably the one which hurt him the most, of all the modifications I subjected him to over the coming night, when the drugs in his drink had kicked in & I found myself with a six-foot plus two hundred and twenty pound hunk of canine collapsed on my floor. I'd given him a dosage sufficient enough to let him complete his full show before he blanked out, appropiate considering it would be his final one. It also avoided me the trouble of having to remove his clothing, my pup took care of that himself. The only thing left on was his harness concealed under his shirt, and I had made quick work of cutting off & discarding that. My pup would now only wear what I deemed suitable for him.

I yanked him downstairs by his scruff, and laid him out on my finest table. Like any good owner knows, to have the very best pup they must be trained and adjusted to their new lives. I went about that with gusto.

His lovely fur was the first thing to go, a few minutes of strimming with a handy pair of shears front & back enough to strip my pup to the downy inch high fuzz of his youth. Next I took a straight-razor & removed even that, taking him down to his smooth pink skin. Not a wisp of fur was left from top to toe, and I made sure that remained permanent with a quick wash down with a handy bottle of fur-remover, guaranteed to kill one hundred percent of hair folicles within minutes. Now my pup is able to show off every inch of his perfect body without distractions, plus it allows his skin to glisten freely with sweat during our more...active training sessions.

Once I'd finished removing his fur I turned my attention to his chest, at the twin exposed nips that now sport a gold ring each, carefully pierced through the tender skin and welded closed to give my pet some delightful decoration. Every time he wags his tail or move even the slightest, the comforting jingle of his tits reminds my pup of how much I love spoiling him.

My attention finally fell on what was between my bare pups legs, some medical stirrups I'd procured for just the occasion coming in handy as I set to work. No need for that 'Big Boy' jockstrap any more, now the only cock my pup has to worry about is my own. It wouldn't be right after all for a pet to be bigger than his Master, and taking him down to the root removed that concern altogether. Those thick bulbous stud nuggets in their recently shaven sac were also quickly disposed of, and God only knows how much lighter my pup doubtlessly felt between his legs when my modifications were complete.

He can still do his business in the corner, like all good pets, by cocking his leg and letting nature take its course. His doggish flexibility comes in handy when it comes to cleaning himself up, and whenever he gets excited (which is often, and always in my presence), or when I bend him over ready to mount, he drips from his new piss-slit like the good little bitch he now is.

I'm so proud of my pup, as all owners are of their pets. Of course there have been times when I've had to discipline him, and other times when I've done it just for the sheer fun of it. When I get him to show off his new found skills with the various toys in his play chest, or when I hold off my climax just to hear that one final whimper, that last gasp of a needy puppy begging to be filled with his Master's cream. But he knows I'm only teasing, and I always give my pet his bone in the end.

It fills my heart with joy at how far he's come. From a cocky muscle stud with no purpose in life other than to be leered at & lusted over, to the adorable furless pet on his knee's wearing his collar proudly. It wouldn't have been a choice he'd have taken willingly, no doubt, but in the end my pup know's I've done what's best for him.

I cherish that video of that last night he performed, I might even play it again when I next visit my pup in his cage. Like I said, I've lost count how many times I have...

---

A story written to go with the amazing sketch drawn by the always fantastic 'Plaguedobsession' on FA.
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