When the paw patrol members left, they knew they would get replaced. Chase had no home to live in after the whole thing, but he wasn’t alone. Both he AND Marshall were living on the streets. Chase could always manage to get enough food for both of them, but hardly a break. When a man found them, he took a picture and called the police. Both dogs were upset, but they didn’t know what the police might do when they got to the station. But a few cops took them to a building, one that was outside of town but close enough. It was a shipping port with a building big enough for a large amount of cargo. “Why are we- HMPH?!” Chase got muffled quickly by a rag. Marshall got the same. Both tried to fight it, but both ended up succumbing to sleep. When they woke a few hours later, they both found themselves tied together tightly, with caged up dicks, gagged up mouths, and mitten trapped paws. Both of them tried to get free, but couldn’t help but moan when they found out their bodies were tied together.


“You two were a struggle to find,” one of the cops said, walking up to the two bound up pups. “But, your both caught now~”


Both Chase and Marshall tried to get free, wanting to teach the cop a lesson, but were unable to get free. They still struggled as the cop picked them up and carried them somewhere.


“Quit your fighting,” the second cop said. “You can’t get free from strong cuffs and rope. We got those JUST for you.”


Marshall was scared as Chase held him closer to him. The shepherd didn’t want the dally to be hurt anymore. Both the first and third cops put visors over both pups eyes tightly.


“Now don’t get us wrong, we love you both,” the third cop said. “But, we found a place that can take you, but they got a german shepherd and dalmatian now, so~”


“We’re giving you both time to bond~” the first cop finished.


The second cop turned on the visors and a video was played. Both dogs were giving headphones for their ears, either glued or taped on tightly so they could ONLY hear the video. Both dogs' mouths were ungagged, but forced together with a short cord connected to two collars, locked on both dogs' necks. The video Chase and Marshall were forced to watch and listen to was a brainwashing one, one that makes the two dogs submit and give in to each other. Marshall knew Chase would try to get them free, but his thoughts were slowly washed away and replaced with ones of him submitting to Chase’s every command, forced to be a submissive male. Soon enough, Marshall’s mind was broken, and Chase was still fighting. When Marshall tried to kiss Chase with the tongue, it only made it harder for the poor shepherd. Finally, after a full hour, Chase’s mind was broken and kissed Marshall deeply with his tongue, showing strong domonaicn. Chase’s thoughts were replaced of him being a strong dom for Marshall, using the dalmatian to his own will and forced to keep his dick caged up. Both Chase and Marshall, after having the visor and headphones off and giving tight blindfolds, were broken down to the point of no return. The three cops put them in a bed and covered them up. The bed was zipped up and one of the cops used a vacuum to suck out the extra air in the bed. Both Chase and Marshall didn’t know they were now stuck in a vacuum bed. The cops had left them a tube to their noses for air, which was really hard since both were in an extremely deep kiss. The first cop got a few hooks up as the other two cops got Chase and Marshall’s portable vacuum bed ready. After putting it on the hooks, the three wrote in marker and paint on the stuck pups, having ‘Gay Sluts’, ‘Faggots’, ‘Kinky Bitches’, and ‘Horny Boys’ on Chase and Marshall’s portable prison.




A ship came for the package and loaded it up. The cops were paid for them selling Chase and Marshall, but the ship’s crew had other plans, instead of having the cops request of dropping them in the middle of the ocean. The captain opened up the vacuum bed of Chase and Marshall and freed the two male dogs. Both were untied and had the blindfolds taken off. “You both now have to serve the ship,” the captain said.


Both Chase and Marshall nodded before they kissed each other again. The collars were taken off them and they were taken to different rooms. Marshall’s job was to take care of the guest of a party by being a cum dump for them. Bound to a table with his rear end up, Marshall was gagged up with a ball gag, big enough to cover his entire mouth and to prevent any words out. The only thing the dalmatian COULD do was moan in the most sluttest way possible as he was plowed and filled with cummed. Each of the guest wrote on Marshall, putting ‘slut’, ‘cum dump’, ‘fag’, ‘useless’, ‘bitch’, and ‘toy’, with the last word being in all captial letters and underlined 3 times, to show Marshall he REALLY was a toy for the party.




Chase was used for a certain amount of guests too, but not in the same way as Marshall. He was cuffed to four poles that stood over a big dish. Chase had his mouth forced open by a ring gag, but his body was used as a candle holder as two fucking machines plowed a dildo into his mouth and butt. Chase couldn’t help but moan at this. The guests, also, wrote on Chase’s body, putting ‘stubborn’, ‘useless’, ‘fag’, ‘power bottom’, and ‘toy’, while putting the last word in all captial letters and underlined 2 times, letting Chase know he was a toy for a party, but more for a certain dog.


The crew had Chase and Marshall out together like a slutty couple or separated. The captain finally got a place for both dogs, a certain area that both of them can have their final farewell. He had ordered that both pups were put in the middle of a room before taking to the deck. 4 hours after the order and the crew brought Chase and Marshall to the deck. Both were covered in cum, piss, and words, panting hard, but still broken in their mind and slutty as ever. The crowd cheered as Chase and Marshall kissed, with their heads held to each other for it as their bodies were tied up before a buff man walked up to the two dogs. Taking his hot glue gun, he glued Chase’s and Marshall’s lips together, keeping Chase and Marshall in the kiss for a long time. The crowd cheered as Chase and Marshall were not only stuffed with cum and piss, with their butts plugged up and mouths now glued together, but their bodies being glued together. The man hot glued Chase’s arms behind Marshall’s back, around the dalmatian’s butt, and Marshall’s arms around Chase’s neck, centring the paws to the spine. Both Chase and Marshall moaned during this, since they knew this was their last moment above land. The man hot glued both dogs legs to the other dogs body and to the paddle they were now forever stuck on. He finished the hot gluing by putting a ring on both dogs right front paws, showing they were married. The crew soon put a latex rubber cover over both dogs, zipping the bag up before covering the zipper in extremely thick latex glue. They connected a tube to suck out the extra air, and soon enough, the bag had Chase and Marshall in a kissing position, while both were married and stuck together, forever. The captain had a crane lift up the finished piece and have it dropped into the middle of the ocean.


Chase and Marshall were now forever together, stuck, alive, and stuffed with cum and piss, but forever unable to escape from their prison. Both of them were stuck, from a marriage to being put at sea, both dogs were broken and unable to do anything but love each other. As Chase and Marshall stayed together like so for so long, until a few robbers found their spot a few years later, and took them out of the ocean, to a sea bound base, sending Marshall to dry land.






-------------------------------5 years later-----------------------------------








A group of pups were looking at an aquarium until one of them, a brown spotted dally, saw a lonely black and light brown shepherd. Running up to him and nuzzling him. “You okay?”


“Yeah, just thinking,” the shepherd said. “I’m Mhase.”


“I’m Carshall,” the dally said. He looked at the tank. “What were you looking at?”


“That statue,’ Mhase said, pointed to a statue that looked like two dogs kissing together. “My uncle said he helped the dalmatian get back to his shepherd lover, who was just as sluttly as the dalmatian. He said that he gave them both a new home but didn’t tell me where.”


“Do you think it’s them?” Carshall asked. “I heard that they were broken into their minds and became slutty, but only one was the dom for the other.”


“Maybe, but I don’t know. Do you want to stay with me or go back to your friends?”


Carshall looked at the group he was with. The group didn’t seem interested in anything. Not even the teacher. “No, I’m used to being left behind. I want to learn more about them.”


“To my uncle then!” Mhase said, puffing out his chest. He led Carshall to his uncle’s office and knocked on the door.


“Come in,” came a reply.


Mhase and Carshall walked into Mhase’s uncle’s office and shut the door. “Uncle, my new friend, Carshall, and I were wondering if you knew what happened to the two dogs you brought back together?”


“I resealed them up and put them in their watery home,” Mhase’s uncle said. “Why are you asked this?”


“Is the statue in one of the aquariums the two dogs?” Carshall asked. “I want to know what happened to both of them.”


“One is a german shepherd, the other is a dalmatian,” Mhase’s uncle said. “I simply sealed them back together and did my work.”


“Would it be possible if there was another couple being put together and left here?” Mhase asked.


Mhase’s uncle hummed before shrugging. “Maybe a few years down the road and we’ll see.”


“Okay sir,” Carshall said, before Mhase’s uncle laughed.


“Please, call me Hank.”




Mhase and Carshall hung out almost everyday. Both were upset that they could meet Chase and Marshall in person, but Hank promised to have them be known to the public in the future. And he did keep his promise. After 3 months, he opened an aquarium with a sign that made people flock all over the world to see. The Tank was filled with, but it was large enough to be used for anything. And in the middle of the tank, stood the statue that once had been in another tank, having both dogs in a different position, with the shepherd going in for the deeper kiss, and the dalmatian submitting to his lover. As anyone would have thought, it was a german shepherd and dalmatian, but what the sign said brought in a huge crowd. Both Carshall and Mhase were on a higher platform that was made for them, letting them see the sign. They were surprised to find out what it said


Here Lies The First Gay Couple Statue
⭐🔥Chase X Marshall⭐🔥
Both slutty and broken minded
Caution: any gay couple that no one likes will be turned like these two.


Both Carshall and Mhase were excited to find out that Chase and Marshall were the statue they thought was them.






~~~~~~~~~3 years later~~~~~~~~~~~




Hank smiled as he saw Chase and Marshall, both out of their latex tight statue form, free from each other, still loving each other. Both of them made a request to meet 2 people/pups before they go back to the tank as a statue. He agreed, letting Mhase and Carshall, who became a couple last year, meet them.


“You two look like us,” Marshall said.


“Did Marshy and I miss something while we were in our statue prison with each other for company?” Chase asked, kissing Marshall’s neck, who moaned from the kisses.


“A lot for the past 8 years,” Mhase said. “From games, to companies expanding, to-”


“We know that,” Marshall said. “But what about you two? You both look close.”


Both Carshall and Mhase blushed deeply. “W-we started dating last year,” Carshall admitted. “We came out gay to our families and…..mine didn’t want me after that.”


“My uncle did find you two and put you in his aquarium for 5 years,” Mhase said. “And after three months Carshy and I talked to him, you guys became famous.”


“As a statue?” Chase asked, which Carshall and Mhase nodded. “Well, Marshall and I are the first gay couple to be a statue and put in a huge tank. But this was something I didn’t know about.”


“I kinda want to be pounded by my mate,” Marshall said. “But now that we are unable to…….”


“My uncle said he can give us enough time to talk while the tank is being rebuilt,” Mhase said. “He even offered you two a room, filled with toys I think?”


“Was it in a calm way or?” Chase asked.


“He said it in a very calm, but dirty way,” Carshall said.


Both Chase and Marshall looked at each other and smirked before looking at Mhase and Carshall. “Would you like to join us?” Chase asked.


“W-we don’t want to be a bother,” Mhase said.


“You won’t, promise,” Marshall said.


Both Mhase and Carshall looked at each other before nodding to Chase and Marshall. The room was full of kinky items and heavy BDSM gear. Both Mhase and Carshall were blushing and very unsure. “Do you two want help to learn how all this works?” Chase asked, getting a nod from Carshall and Mhase.


“Carshall, come with me please,” Marshall said. “Mhase can stay with Chase.”


Carshall went to Marshall as Mhase and Chase went to a closet. When Chase opened it up, Mhase was shocked to see how much gear for a sub or dom there was. Chase helped Mhase get in gear that was his size, making sure his dick was exposed. Mhase helped Chase get in gear that was the bigger shepherd’s size, but with his dick exposed and hard. “How are you hard already?” Mhase asked.


“I’ve been horny for the past 8 years and I might be still horny later on throughout the years,” Chase said, rubbing Mhase’s dick, causing the smaller shepherd to moan. “Plus, even if Marshall and I are put together and shipped away, we want to remember you and Carshall, okay?~”


“Y-yes sir,” Mhase said, blushing.








------with the dalmatians------




Marshall, who was in his gear already, was helping Carshall into gear that was made for submissive dogs, having the smaller dally’s dick caged up tight. “Nervous?”


“Y-yeah,” Carshall answered. “You and Chase thought I was a sub and Mhase was a dom?”


“Well, yeah, plus, it will be fun having fun with you both~” Marshall said. “Plus, Chase and I want to remember you and Mhase if we get sent somewhere else on a ship.”


Carshall hugged Marshall tightly, whimpering some. “I don’t want to forget you either.”


“Then let’s make the most of the time we have before Chasey and I get turned into statues for your bf’s uncle’s tank again~ okay?~” Marshall asked.


“Yeah, let’s do it,” Carshall said, more confident than he was before.




Both Chase and Mhase were ready when their dally lovers came out of the room. Both shepherds had their dallys pinned to a bed and cuffed them to it: Mhase and Carshall following Chase and Marshall’s lead.




Both Mhase and Carshall were not as experienced as Chase and Marshall, but soon enough, they were on the same page. Both dallys were moaning loudly as their shepherds tortured and cherrised them lovingly. Chase treated Marshall like a slut, at the same time a lover. Mhase tried to do the same, but he and Carshall were still in the shallow end, that was until both dallys and shepherds swapped places. Carshall treated Mhase like a slut and lover while Marshall treated Chase the same way Mhase was doing with Carshall. Both Chase and Marshall found Mhase and Carshall’s relationship status and helped them to achieve more. Soon enough, both couples were in a hot, sweaty, panting mess. Mhase and Carshall were passed out as Hank, Mhase’s uncle, came into the room. “The tank is finished,” he said. “But I can give you both a choice.”


“Which is?” Chase asked, cuddling Marshall, who now had his dick caged up tightly.


Hank looked at Mhase and Carshall before looking at Chase and Marshall. “Do you think you could help with a video? And the choice I’m giving you two is something after it.”


Chase and Marshall looked at each other before coming to an agreement. They helped with the video, which was an introduction of them, what they are, and how they are going to be living together. Soon enough, the video was made, and Chase looked at Hank. “Now, the choice?” he asked.


“I know,” Hank said. “My choice is this: do you want to go to the ocean where you both were once before or stay here with two other boys who are together?”


“Other boys?” Marshall asked in confusion. When he saw Hank pointed to Mhase and Carshall, who were still asleep, he smiled. “I don’t mind being in the ocean, but staying here and being with them is better.”


“That is what I can agree with,” Chase said, nuzzing Marshall. “Marshy and I are staying here, and that’s final.”


Hank smiled and nodded. “Thank you, and I’ll be sure to get enough items to keep you pleasured.”


“Just stuff us with cum and piss before turning us into statues and putting us in the tank,” Marshall said, nuzzling Chase.


“Better idea~~~” Chase said in lust, and explained to Marshall and Hank.


“I guess if he wants that, he can do so,” Hank said.








~~~~~~~~~~next morning~~~~~~~~~~~~












Carshall was talking with Chase and Marshall before Mhase came hugging him from behind. “Carshy, guess what my uncle agreed on with Chase and Marshall yesterday.”


“That Chase and Marshall are staying?” Carshall asked hopefully.


“Yup, and that we’re going to join them as statues for the tank!” Mhase said excitedly, getting Carshall extremely excited.


“Does that mean we get to be together? Forever?” Carshall asked.


“Yes, it does,” Chase answered, seeing a truck pull up to the level they were on on the cement area. “And here is the group to get up set up~”




A large group of men got out of the truck and unloaded a large amount of equipment. They had Marshall have his front paws tied tightly behind his back and his tail glued to his back. Chase was put in the same position, but with his dick hard on and out of hiding, strapped tightly with vibrators for pleasure, while Marshall was locked up tightly in a chastity cage. They put Marshall on Chase’s dick and hot glued the dally’s butt to Chase’s body, keeping Marshall on his shepherd’s dick. Chase and Marshall shared a kiss, which was pictured by a photographer, who came to make the shepherd’s and dally’s last moments together freed from the world gone, and them being reduced down to statues for a tank was good enough for them.


Mhase and Carshall had more than a few kisses. The men had reduced their movements heavily, and were ready to put them in tight gear. Chase and Marshall had hoods put over their heads and mouths hot glued together. Both dogs shared a long deep kiss, never to be separated again. Mhase and Carshall were the same. Both had their front paws tied behind their backs with the sub or the relationship, Mhase, on the dom’s dick, Carshall. Both were gagged up with a ball gag in their mouths, both hot glued into a kissing position with the ball gag in their mouths. Soon enough, both couples were given a tube cemented to their noses, before their bodies were covered in a mixture of cement, resin, glue, and anything that’s sticky. Soon, both couples were trapped in a statue form, with Chase and Mhase having a chain to their tied up hands. With the power of a few cranes getting ready, people came to see the two couples before being put into the tank. Some were allowed to hug the statues for the first and last time, others wrote on them, putting dirty things. But, soon enough, both couples were at the bottom of the tank, tubes going to the top for air, but soon cut off and taken away. Hank knew both couples could handle the long wait. And one the sign, stood what he wanted the most.




Gay Couples
ChaseXMarshall & MhaseXCarshall
Both slutty, horny couples
Forever as Statues
Pictures ONLY


Hank smiled as he felt his lover kiss his cheek. “Yes Rubble?”


“Do you think they’ll be okay?” Rubble asked. Rubble was a full grown bulldog, but was more on the chubby side, due to being the sub in the relationship.


“They’ll be fine love,” Hank said, kissing Rubble. “Plus, I want Mhase to be happy. He and Carshall got to be with each other and Chase and Marshall.”


“And they won’t be alone?”


“No, they have each other, and any other gay couple that wants to join them.”


Rubble smiled as Hank picked him up. “You buff shepherd~”


“And you're going to be stuffed with cum~~~” Hank said, taking Rubble to his office who moaned all day and night long.


Rubble was one for being used as a toy in any relationship, but when it came to Hank, he couldn’t even fight back. Hank had Rubble at his mercy, and had his cousin, Speedy who was Apollo the super pup on tv, come over to stuff Rubble. Rubble couldn’t help but blush and moan. Soon enough, Rubble was fully stuffed with cum, and Speedy was retired from his show days. He put Rubble on a platform and put a ballgag in his mouth, humping the bulldog’s butt and moan.


“You like this boy?” Speedy asked, getting a nod from Rubble. 




Months passed, and the two statue couples were still in the tank, not allowed to be freed, but only to have each other. Speedy found out that Hank and Rubble liked him and he liked them back. The three were happy together, but Hank and Speedy gave Rubble a choice to be a normal dog like them, or to become a statue like the two couples, and Rubble picked to be a statue. Soon enough, Rubble was ballgagged up and put in a position where his rear was up and exposed, but plugged up with a buttplug, which was sealed up hard. Both Hank and Speedy knew Rubble liked it either way, and left him in the tank, now having the bulldog’s name on a sign for where he was. They knew that the gay couples and Rubble won’t be leaving anytime soon.


“Hey love,” Speedy said.


“Yes sexy?” Hank replied.


“Do you think we have a gay collection?~”


“Yes we do~ Statue gays boys in a tank~”


“Who’s next?~”

“Let’s wait and see~~”


And wait they did, because they didn’t know another gay boy until a year later…….






(Quick question guys, do you want to see Rubble’s time from when the pups left to when he showed up? Or would you like to see the next gay pup that Hank and Speedy meet? Most votes of one of these and I’ll do the story)