[center]With Hound Mind Tamed[/center] Under the nose, tip of the tongue, edge of the thoughts. Tangential, the whole lot of them. Forming only one connecting point. Just able to touch the curve. Able to influence. Capable of taking and scrambling, granting pleasure and peace. “It’ll just be a tad longer, Mr. Rajoittaa. How are you feeling in there?” “Aaaaaugh? G-Gooooood... All tingly now.” Sounds echo through the dark room. Slivers of silver light reflect faintly in the metal plating of the room. Shape of a cube with three narrow slits and a wide, oblong black panel flickering around the edges. Filling with the steady hum of an obtuse machine, what sounds like drops of water falling into a puddle begins to pierce Rajoittaa’s brain. Repeatedly, in a steady beat. “Ah... Ah... Ah...” Beat. Beat. Beat. Time and again with the basset hound’s ears and nose twitching. Heavy panting with each note of his heart. Each throb of his large, red cock. Already six inches and growing still. Already forming the base of a knot. Panting hard, with clouds of vapor forming in the cool room with each exhale. “Into it? Guess playing with your brain is even easier than expected. Now for the digital part...” Footsteps echo through the cube, the figure of a feline wandering into view. Slender, tall, and well-groomed. Wide eyes stare back with the fluffy figure’s orange fur flowing. Spirals in the fur loop round and round, from the wide hips towards the tips of his ears. Around the dark green eyes and narrow mouth. Looping around his poofy tail and arching up his back. Armbands a mixture of scarlet and mauve, the octagonal figures engraved into the alloy bisected by a line with plenty of wiggly lines covering both halves of the octagon. Glittering jewels line the thin band of metal around his head. Made of the same alloy, the dark green rocks of emerald and jade cut into triangles pointing up at the largest jewel of them all. Pulsating, the cyan brain pouring out of the open cranium of the cat extends a thick, supple tentacle free from the skull. Snaking toward the cat’s own shaft. “Huh? Look different? When... Ooooooooooh~” [b]Squop... Shlick![/b] Gasping, Rajoittaa’s eyes cross a bit as a disk with long, thin, golden rods start pressing into different levels of his cerebrum. From one of the narrow slits the machine descends, lights flashing once the basset hound’s brain connects to the system. With the arm of the machine vibrating, the hound’s large, floppy ears wiggle and shake. “Haha... Cute. Indeed, I decided to dress more appropriately for the moment. Wearing the clothing of your planet is too heavy, even with a suit from there.” Attempts by the hound to tilt his head in puzzlement continue to fail. Mechanical digits deep in the brain of the canine alongside organic digits holding his muzzle. Toward his muscular frame, the cat hovers. Loosening his tentacle, the cat’s unearthly brain begins to wrap the tentacle around both erections. “Uh! Dick...” “Seems as though you’re being properly drained. I’ll be sure to monitor your arousal on the monitors here. Just one more step after this~” Louder purring fills the room. Static starts buzzing as a monitor comes to life. Feline pupils dilate as wide as they can while sparks trail up from the metal rods embedded inside the dog’s brain. Blue bolts blasting from the brain. Up towards the ceiling as streams of bytes pour onto the screen. Big, brown eyes crossing, the dog’s maw hangs open. Drool falling all over the motley spots of white, brown, and black fur covering his torso and legs. Tail freely wagging in time with the computer’s metronome. A crystalline heart beating, pounding away at his mind. Synchronizing. Throbbing in tandem. Fluffy biceps and triceps tense and tug, unable to break the bonds on his wrists. “How about I start picking your brain. It’ll help my correct some of the finer details in there.” Digits dance upward. The cat’s paws trail toward the open heads. Left hand extended outward, one finger intersects with the gap between the canine’s hemispheres. Right hand above his own head, the cat’s digits dance over his parietal lobe. Gentle, slow circles go around and around. Feeling the peaks and valleys. One parabola to the next, wave after wave. Gyri, sulci, and back. Drenching his fingers in a familiar fluid. “Now how about we go back? Remember just a few hours ago, when we first met.” [b]Vrzt![/b] Ears perk and twitch unevenly. Different areas of Rajoittaa’s brain begin to spark more intensely. The basset hound’s long face opens wide for a disjointed bark. All as the screens outside his sight flicker and flash... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Visions unfold within the dog’s brain. Sensations and memories fly to the forefront of his scrambled mind. Fragments fly into place, blue pieces of the frayed, shocked puzzle interlocking loosely together. Bits and pieces filling in with more details, the blue lights coalesce. One long stretch of concrete blocks extends out before Rajoittaa. On the sidewalk stand numerous shadowy lines. Faded figures stroll past, making senseless noise. Shades of the past, and one still present. One lone figure coalescing into a familiar shape. Platform shoes clicking louder and louder, ever closer. Supporting a tall, slender, well-groomed feline. Fuzzy edges come into focus, the wisps of neon blue filling in the gaps. Some sort of tabby? Parts of Rajoittaa’s brain begin to stir, staring at the oddly patterned orange fur. Whiskers just a tad thicker than normal shake as he approaches. Streaks of black fur become more detailed, shaping themselves into snakes along the cat’s arms. Claws with an odd curve to them extend out to scratch at his temple. Retracting to rub at... his brain? “What’s cookin’ good lookin’?” Wide eyes locked squarely on the hound. Jingling echoes loudly with each step the cat takes. A faux leather jacket decorated with rings on the sleeves and torn on the waist with no shirt underneath, one hard collar adorned with a shiny, brass bell on his neck, and psychedelic bellbottom pants with a small fanny pack belted to the right leg. Eclectic ensemble, to say the least. None of these words make sense. Words? Swirling blue strikes details from the environment. Patches of dirt sow themselves into the asphalt. Stalks of corn springing silently from the soil as starlight flies up to dot the darkening sky. Faint lights from the train traveling away into the darkness grow dimmer. All as the constellations above start to shift. “Trust me... This will be fantastic. Just a little longer.” Throb, throb, and another throb. Brain pulsing to an increasingly loud heartbeat in the hound’s chest. Beat, beat, beat. Pounding away as weird gaps in the corn appear. Gaps that form patterns as Rajoittaa rises higher and higher up, holding the paw of the feline tightly. Squares cut out with circles inside them. Wavy patterns intersect at odd angles. Sine waves wrapping around in a circle and crossing each other. One side curves more than the other, arcing in an upward fashion. As new lines are carved in, an image takes shape. Pressure builds, then releases. Without the faintest notion of sensation, Rajoittaa feels air wash over something new on his head. All while staring down at the crop circles. Or a crop brain, specifically. Blue light swirls around, swallowing the scenery. Light grows dimmer around him, fading away into a blank stare... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [b]Schooop...[/b] One loud beep follows the conclusion of the memory. Fading to static, the monitor grows dark. Gold flashes as the pins in Rajoittaa’s brain are extracted. Loud hisses ensue. Gradually, a cylindrical, black tube starts lowering onto the hound’s head. “Welcome to my collection. I’m sure you’ll feel right at home. That brain of yours is going places, and it’ll fit right in with the rest, along with that cute suit you’ve got~” Lick of the lips, and the cat leans in. Hot breathing hits Rajoittaa’s head, all while a wet click echoes in the room. Loosing pleasure, a low, loud moan escapes the hound’s throat. Scrambled mind and crossed eyes wandering as the jelly in his head jiggles. Shredded thoughts cast into ether like so much torn paper in wind. Yet the body remains as present as ever, with each moment passing allowing the dog’s cock to throb intensely. Pulling back, the cat grins and wipes fluid from his muzzle. Idly flicking his tail about as the machine slowly descends onto the canine’s skull. Covering up nigh everything short of the maw, distant sounds of a vacuum and the rattling of the tube rocks Rajoittaa intensely. Drawing him up... Higher... Higher... “Uuuuuh... Mmmmmmmph!” [b]POP![/b] As everything grows quiet. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mains hum begins. Bits start dancing across his vision. Quartz heart vibrates, electricity from the brain starts to spread out. Touching, sensing, something hard. Swimming in an odd fluid filling his head. Gears click while pistons pump. Soft hisses from pneumatics as light starts radiating all around. [b]Thuk...[/b] Metal plates slide open. LED lights a deep blue in color shine in a rectangular, white room. Warm lights turn on one by one, the edges of those beams touching the edges of the canine... robot. Silverly sleek steel paws. Dark, round, fibrous, polymer joints. Bulbous sockets where the limbs meet the cylindrical torso. Rigged, plastic arms start carefully exploring the surface, plinking softly on the glass crown of his head. Something floats around peacefully within. “How do you enjoy the new suit, Rajoittaa?” [b]Psssssh...[/b] Two panels part. Red light violently pours in, concealing a figure within itself. As Rajoittaa instinctually begins to adjust his posture. Arms at his sides, metal clanking as he plants his paws into place, and a short tail made of the same metal and polymer combination begins to wag behind him. Automatically, his vision adjusts. Stepping free from the red light is a basset hound. “Master! Do well?” One long, drooping face grins. White light reflects off shining armbands, a mixture of scarlet and mauve, engraved with bisected octagons, and many wiggly lines surrounding both halves of those octagons. Scintillating emeralds and jade in a similar band are wrapped around his head. Partially obscured a giant, pulsating, cyan brain extending up and out of the hound’s head. “Master’s doing very well, in fact! Your suit is more comfortable than I had imagined.” Paws on his hips, the self-made, cocky canine swaggers a few steps closer. From the top of his head a loose tentacle extends downward. Coiling around the base of his new cock and above the throbbing knot. “Though you are quite the productive one... I expected this suit to calm down after I took it, but I’ll be needing your help. Ready for your first task?” Words barely register in the sharp, triangular ears. Digitized sound rushes into the auditory cortex. Rushing off, the canine’s brain bounces gently in the gel, propelling his new shell towards the source of the command. Onward, toward the oddly familiar shape. Honing on that enticing shape. Springs tense and release. Motors spin and sputter. Generating the force and power to carry Rajoittaa to his master. To that shaft, where his maw can crank open and hold it. Bobbing his head up and down, the robot’s humming grows louder. Buzzing with extra energy as the brain throbs within his new head. Low moaning echoes within the room as the alien retracts his tentacle. Both paws travel upwards to the throbbing organ. Both hemispheres receive plenty of attention while he pants rapidly. With speakers crackling, broken words vibrate the hound’s cock. Cylindrical eyes fixated on the hips of the extraterrestrial man he continues to suck off flash a couple times. “Master? I good?” “Yeeees... Mmmh... You’re doing very good. Getting used to this body already... I think I’ll be keeping this arrangement for a long time here!” Both brains pulsate with pleasure. Both brains drawn together in the same plane of carnal need. The alien piloting the hound tossing in a light thrust now and again for variety as his new pet works his old body. Up, down, and up again. Riding a wave of mechanical precision. Driven by the variable pleasure. Passing time no longer matters to Rajoittaa. Nor the new occupation and body he holds. Up, down, and up again. All that matters are those orders, those tantalizing words that prick at that scrambled brain and smooth mind. Back, forth, and back again. Adjusting to new hips with an awkward, organic feel. Driven by the new experience, by the body’s need. Everything an alien could ask for as the seconds tick to minutes. Back, forth, and back again. All that matters is that warm, metal muzzle wrapping around his cock. That cock firing its first load under his commands. Tips of his new claws feeling the tingle of electricity. Firing a loop of energy around as his brain grows more excited. “You look rather fine with a maw full of seed, pet. We’ll be practicing this routine together quite a lot~”