Control, Alter, Delete

Computers can be powerful tools in the right paws. Fenton knew this better than most, he’d spent many nights teaching himself how to utilize and manipulate computer systems. His focused efforts generally amounted to pirating as much television, music, and movies as possible. But tonight he was in a different mood entirely. Fenton entered his room, a toy wolf dildo still lay on the floor from his last session. 

“Oops, must have forgot to put this away.” Tonight he was in a yiffy mood, but not for the same old things, he was determined to find something interesting and new out there on the web. The wolf leaned back in his chair and slid his underwear to the floor.

His searching brought up a few of his favorite browsing sites, but everything that came up just felt bland and old. He needed something new, something he hadn’t seen before. Pretty quickly, all of the blue links in his google searches were showing up purple and he was no closer to getting off. Fenton casually played with himself as he scrolled through another page of old links.

He sighed and clicked on the search bar to change the terms. ‘Detached penis,’ he typed in and hit enter. Many of the hits returned news stories about witchcraft or spiders, all things he had seen in the past and definitely not what he was actually looking for. One link, however, caught his attention. It led to a website he had never seen before, but as he entered, he learned that he couldn’t view the file without first signing in.

“Psh, yeah right.” He looked into the source of the page and opened the dev tools in his browser. If the site had a vulnerability that allowed him access without logging in, he’d be the one to find it. He searched for nearly thirty minutes and almost gave up when he saw a piece of code he could manipulate. All he needed to do was run a small bit of code that would traverse multiple user accounts, testing cookies until one provided him with a password.

The computer screen flashed with information as the code ran, attempting to access multiple accounts all at the same time. Fenton leaned back and scratched at his balls, his cock slightly inflated from the adrenaline pumping through his system.

“Match.” The program stopped and output a username/password combination it had located. He typed the credentials into the login screen and navigated back to the original file he was trying to view. It looked like some kind of flash file, featuring a cock and three commands. He pressed one and watched it inflate. The animation was flawless, but it was the description that really turned Fenton on. “The owner of this cock can feel everything, make sure you try the ‘cum’ button as often as you want.”  It wasn’t exactly what he was looking for, but the thought of someone being able to feel manipulated through the computer was enough to get his imagination churning and blood boiling.

The wolf reached out and pressed the ‘cum’ button multiple times. Imagining someone on the other end panting and whining as he’s brought to orgasm by some unseen force. Fenton closed his eyes and ran a paw along his growing shaft. This was exactly what he needed tonight.

 A small chime sounded from his computer speakers, catching him off guard, his sound hadn’t been turned on. On the screen was a small chat window with a single message.

“Amateur hackers like you give professional computer manipulators like me a bad name.”

“Fuck off.” He typed back. There’s no way this person knew that he had hacked into the account, and even if they did, what could they do about it? His IP was untraceable and if anything the account would be banned, no skin of his back.

“See, you have no idea who you just pissed off. I’ve been waiting for someone like you. A weak willed puppy who thinks he’s all that. Tell me Fenton, do you know what it’s like to be manipulated like code?”

This caught his attention. How did they know his name? Fenton looked around his room in bewilderment. Anger bubbled up underneath the shock. He opened up a side program, one that he’d only used once or twice before. If someone got on his nerves then he would simply push a little computer virus to their system.

“Nuh uh uh. That’s a poor decision.” The message displayed on his screen as though the person on the other end knew what he was up to. He tried to continue, but his paw didn’t seem to want to hold on to his mouse anymore. The more he pushed his paw towards the mouse, the more it pulled away, landing firmly on his cock.

“Dance for me puppy.” The message was more of a command than anything. His paw began pumping his member, drawing out the tip from his sheath.

“Lick.”

Fenton bent over and pulled himself down on the chair, bringing his groin up to his maw. The pink member dribbled slightly, enticing him to stick out his tongue and lap it up. At this point he could no longer see the screen, but he could hear the ding that accompanied each message, and they began to resonate in his head as commands.

“Suck.”

He pulled the member in, flexibly arching his back and raising a leg to give himself better leverage. He could feel the tension building up inside, but the voice hadn’t commanded him to cum. Instead he continued to suck and pull until the tip of his cock reached the back of his throat. Ding, he put all his effort into pulling himself in, sensually sucking his orbs inside his maw and tonguing them as his knot swelled.

Ding
“Bite”

His eyes grew wide as the command bounced through every synapse of his mind. His jaw snapped shut around the package, for a brief moment there was a flash of pain that resonated throughout his body, shaking him to the core. But then it was gone. He sat straight up in his chair, his detached penis still hanging from his jaw. He reached down with a paw and felt the bare patch of fur at his groin, there was nothing, not even blood. The cock in his mouth grew rigid, he could still feel it though. He pulled it out of his maw, regaining some control over his altered body.  It still looked like his dick, except that it felt like it was made out of a silicon based material. Holding it in both paws, he bent it until the tip touched the base. It was surprisingly flexible. He twitched and moaned as he released it, waves of pleasure coursing through the dildo, into his groin and back up to his brain. Every single touch felt like a mini orgasm, but no fluid came out of the toy. Fenton began to run his hands all along the surface of the toy, reveling in each touch. He could barely contain composure, his legs twitching violently from the sensitive organ.

“Enjoy it while you can.” Fenton didn’t even see this message. He dug his claws into the sides of the dildo and leaned back in his chair. When he tried to release his grip on it, he found that his claws are held firmly in place. The two appendages melted together with no clear gap between them. He grabbed with his other paw and watched as that one fused into the cock as well. He then tried to raise the toy to his face, biting at the tip to try to separate the three entities. The moment that his lips made contact, they too fused into the blob of silicon.

He tried to scream out but it only came out as a muffled whimper, his entire body slowly turning into silicon and melting down. He fell out of the chair and began to wriggle across the floor, his legs molding together and shrinking rapidly into his torso. His head shrunk at the same time, mouth rising to the top of his head.  His sight had long since faltered, and soon too did the rest of his senses. All except his sense of touch. As he wriggled along the floor, his entire body became sensitive to the carpet underneath. It felt like every fiber was a tiny hand jacking him off up until the point where he could no longer move on his own. Sitting on the floor of his room was a silicon Fenton wolf cock, modeled after the wolf and containing his entire consciousness.

“Delete.” A final ding resounded from his computer speakers. The room around him shifted and changed. As he lay there motionless, a wolf entered.

“Oops, must have forgot to put this away.” He picked up the toy, unable to hear Fenton’s pleasure filled moans, and placed it in his sock drawer.