Chopper turned in his bed, slowly waking himself up. He pulled himself upright and stretched, trying to soothe the kink in his neck. Looking over to the door, he saw a new plate of food, they started being placed as he slept. Dipping his fingers into the mush, he told himself it tasted better over time. After finishing it, he washed his hands in the water fountain and sat on his bed. He thought he had a little bit of time before his exercises so, with little else to do, he looked over himself. 

He looked and felt like he was getting thinner, still slightly chubby but not as round as he once was and his exercises were certainly getting easier.  His fur was dirty after not being washed since he got here, his hooves he could clean off in the water fountain, but everything else just got sweaty and covered in dirt. He never thought he would miss baths, but right now it’s all he wanted. 

Chopper noticed he had started rubbing his cage, to no avail. When he first got here, the sea stone chastity cage was an unusual annoyance, short of when it shocked him, but now it felt like an actual torture method. His penis was constantly erect and forced into such a tiny cage it constantly bothered him. As he rubbed it, his fingers got covered in the precum dripping out of himself. He brought his fingers to his face and sniffed. His face got warm and his penis throbbed as he inhaled the musky scent. 

“Mmmm, why does this smell so good,” Chopper thought, “Is there something wrong with me?” 

“THE PRISONER WILL STAND UP”

Chopper shook himself from his daze and stood up quickly. He hadn’t disobeyed the voice for a few days now, and the motions were getting easier and easier. 

“THE PRISONER WILL FOLLOW THE EXERCISES AS INSTRUCTED”

The monitor lit up to show a marine exercising, as it always did. Chopper obeyed. He knew what disobedience ment. It was easy to follow the directions by focusing solely on the video and voice and not letting his mind wander. It also helped distract him from his “problem” of his cage, even though during daily exercise he throbbed more than ever. 

“Was it due to the extra stimulation from moving around?” Chopper thought, “Or was it something else? Enjoyment? I mean, that’s-”

“DO NOT LOSE PACE”

Chopper found that a shock from his cage actually did cause it to swell down a little bit. It wasn’t worth it. Chopper also learned, after quite a while,  that more and more intense and longer shocks were used the longer he was imprisoned here. At first it would just bring him to his knees and last a second, but this one lasted almost ten whole agonizing seconds. 

Chopper lay on the cold hard floor, hyperventilating as tears started to flow,  his hands gripping and rubbing his encaged shaft. 

“THE PRISONER WILL STAND”

Still rubbing himself, the enslaved reindeer pushed himself off the ground, wiped both his eyes and started to exercise again. This time Chopper wouldn’t get distracted so easily, and he went through the normal routine perfectly. By the end of it, his breathing was quick and heavy and his legs were wobbling. 

Normally he could simply lay in his bed and wait for Dr. Lansford to visit, but this time the screen didn’t shut off. Instead it showed a freeze frame of a single marine saluting, with his right hand over his head. 

“THE PRISONER WILL FOLLOW THE EXERCISES AS INSTRUCTED”

The zap that followed was lighter this time, perhaps a simple warning. Chopper cringed but quickly composed himself, standing up straight with his hand to his head exactly like the marine in the picture. As the position was held longer, his arms and legs started shaking more and more.

Chopper’s arms and legs started to wobble, and his back began hurting. It felt like the saluting stance was taking as long as all the other exercises combined until it finally shut off, meaning Chopper could finally let his arms go limp. He pulled himself to his bed first and shut his eyes. 

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A deep blue spiral…

“Obey the Marines”

Dr. Lansford naked…

“Follow all orders”

Something big inside of him, vibrating intensely…

“Dr. Lansford is your master”

His cock getting rubbed by something… Always so close to… 

“You need to repay Dr. Lansford for everything he has done for you”

Stuff smeared on his nose… It smelt… so musky...

“You will give Dr. Lansford pleasure”

It all felt.... So good…

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A loud ring made Lansford look up from his book. Today’s session is over. Setting his book down and standing up, the Doctor looked over at his newest subject. Chopper was panting heavily, sweating, and drooling quite a bit. His tongue was lolling out of him slightly, Chopper not even able to muster enough willpower to pull it back and shut his mouth.  His cock cage was leaking a good amount of pre from the heavy vibrations so crucial for the brainwashing to take hold, dripping onto the hard tile floor. Lansford smirked, wondering if he would ever let Chopper cum. Maybe once, when his training is finished, just to celebrate. Walking over to the brainwashed reindeer, he wiped the cage, collecting a good amount of pre on his fingers, and stuck one it in chopper’s mouth. 

Chopper, in turn, started wrapping his tongue around the finger, tasting the warm precum. He then started sucking as hard as his young jaw could let him. 

“Eager, aren't you?” Lansford asks.

“...yyeetthhh…..tthhhiirrr…..”  The weak Chopper said around Lansford’s finger.

Pulling his hand out, he pulled the helmet off the restrained Chopper. He kneeled down so they met eye level. 

The drug had worn off almost an hour ago, so now Chopper could move and speak, but after almost a month of constant brainwashing and conditioning, the lessons and and commands would hold onto him for almost thirty minutes after each session. The more he is trained the longer he will be like this, for now mere minutes, but in the coming months full hours, and while he didn’t want Chopper like this all the time, it would be fun to do once every week or so. 

His normally black eyes had a deep blue color, starring ahead looking at nothing in particular, his mouth agape with drool running down his chin onto his chest, which was taking short, shallow, breaths after the several hour conditioning session he had just gone through. Covered in sweat, Lansford bet he could smell him from across the prison, Lansford didn’t mind. Right now, Chopper didn’t either. The chastity cage that he had worn for over a month now was still vibrating. Lansford decided to turn it off later, when Chopper was put in his new room, if he remembered. 

Lansford moved onto his arm and leg restraints, freeing Chopper from the chair. Chopper didn’t stand up, in such a deep trance, he didn’t do or want anything until his superior gave him an order. 

“Stand at attention, private!”

Chopper, suddenly waking up, instantly followed the command, standing back and legs straight, eyes up front, with arms at his side. However, it seems the cage’s vibrations were stopping him from standing still, as twitches and an occasional shudder causing his to break his composure. Lansford didn’t mind, in fact, he thought it was cute. 

“What is your name private?” Said Lansford.

“Private Tony Tony Chopper, sir!”

“And what is your primary objective, private?”

“To obey any and all commands and to eliminate any enemies of the marines, sir!”

Lansford looked down at Chopper with a proud smile. This training method was still in the experimental phase, and turning a pirate, even one with such a pathetic bounty, into an obiediant and passionate marine private, would make him very popular in his superior's eyes. Maybe he could even get promoted away from this god forsaken prison.  

“Turn around private, and bend over.” Lansford said.

“Sir, yes sir!” Chopper said.

Chopper obeyed the command, showing off his behind to his superior. Chopper’s butt was large for someone his size, again, Lansford didn’t mind, his fluffy little tail right above his anus made him look almost innocent, and certainly looked cute. Lansford saw the butt plug he had placed in Chopper before the brainwashing began, and it was still on vibrate. He thought about pushing the button on the base, but decided this next part would be funner with it left on. 

“Now, private Chopper, I need you to spread your anus open for me. ” Said Lansford.

“Sir, yes sir!” Chopper didn’t even take time to think about it, and spread open his cheeks as far as he could. 

“Good boy.” Said Lansford as he reached for the vibrating plug, pulling it enough to take it out, but not hard enough so that it was over quick. 

“MMMmmmmm….” Chopper moned as the plug pulled at his anus as it was removed. Today he was upgraded to larger plug, which happened every other week or so, this one was a little over two inches wide, which was very large for someone his, but he took it because his master told him to. Chopper could almost fit Lansford’s cock, and that was what Lansford was really exited for.  

After the base was pulled out the rest of it came out very easily, showing Chopper’s newly stretched hole. 

“Private Chopper, I’m stretching you for my own personal use. You’ll be a toy, a slave, whatever you like to call it. Do you understand?” Said Dr. Lansford, turning off the butt plug and setting it down.

“Sir, yes, sir!” Chopper answered. He didn’t understand. He wasn’t so much thinking, per say, as he was regurgitating what the training audio had told him. This was all Dr. Lansford needed right now, but later on he would have to recraft Chopper to think like a slave, not just act like one.

Lansford slapped his hand against Choppers rear, causing a small murmur of pain from the reindeers lips. 

“Hm, maybe I don’t know my own strength,” Though Lansford. Slowly pulling back his arm, he struck chopper’s butt again, certainly several times as hard. This time, Chopper yelled and had a brief expression of pain in his face. It quickly faded into that same determined, obedient look he had on before, with only his lip quivering slightly. 

“Good boy. Now, stand up straight and face me, private.” Said Lansford, turning to his desk to set the butt plug down and pick up a rag and small bottle of a clear liquid. By the time he turned around, his newest subordinate was already standing at attention, staring ahead, just like he was told. 

Lansford got on his knees to be eye level with the pirate and stared at him.  He could just force him here. He wanted to. Stretch out his asshole the old fashioned way. Holding his head down, maybe get a gag if his screams were really annoying, and showing Chopper the time of his life. But that would ruin all of his work up to this point, and there was no guarantee that he would break hard enough  to make a good slave. He didn’t just want him tied down as a cum dump, he was too cute for that.

Putting the rag he held up to the bottle, he poured the liquid into the rag. “Private Chopper, I want you to start taking deep breaths, and don’t stop until I tell you, understood?”

“Sir, yes, sir!” Following the order, Chopper took in as much air as he could and exhaled just as hard. After a few solid breaths, lansford held the rag onto the unsuspecting reindeer’s face. After half a dozen more breaths Chopper’s composure started to waiver, his eyes started to close and his legs started to buckle, until he finally fell into the arms of his captor. 

Lifting Chopper up, Lansford carried him into the hall and towards his new room. Lansford always felt good carrying Chopper like this. It was an almost paternal feeling. 

 Now that Chopper knew to obey, he needed to learn to love his new life. Sure, the brainwashing could be used for that, and he would, but Chopper needed to himself, or at least think he did, for it to really change who he is. Lansford could also force a name change, it would help break down his ego, but decided he liked the sound of Private Chopper too much. For now though, rewarding obedience with better sleeping quarters would do. 

Opening the door with his free hand, he set Chopper down onto the bed, and watched the drugged out slave sleep. The dose he gave him would last about ten minutes, but he would be fully awake afterwards.

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“Hey, Chopper. Wake up.” Chopper heard. 

“Ugh…. Wha?” He mumbled. 

Opening his eyes, Chopper saw a large lion man hybrid shaking him awake. A smile grew on Chopper’s face when he saw the doctor and he turned to sit on the side of his bed.

“Oh, hello Dr. Lansford,” Chopper said. Trying to push himself up, he felt his arm sink into his bed. Looking down, not only was he no longer on a stone slab, he was on an actual mattress. He had a blanket, a pillow, and sheets. 

The room was different too. Turning his head left and right, Chopper saw a bookshelf, a desk, even a window with blinds, and there was the same television and speaker on the roof that he recognized, but there was still a good amount of space to move around in.

“Huh? Where am I?” Asked  Chopper.

“Well, your new room.” Replied Lansford. “I was able to convince the higher ups to move you into more pleasant quarters.”

Chopper’s smile grew and grew before pushing himself up to the lion in front of him. Wrapping his arms around Lansford’s chest, he squeezed as hard as he could. Chopper was impressed how tonned his new friends chest was. He clearly worked out, his abs were really hard.

“Oh, thank you thank you. That cell was so dreadful.”

Lansford hugged back, putting his strong arms around the reindeer.

“Now Chopper, I should say that you are still a prisoner here. You can’t leave your cell, and I’ll probably be the only person you see for awhile, but I’ll have more talks with the warden and see if I can’t keep getting you a better deal ok?”

Pulling himself back, Chopper nodded.

“You’ve been very well behaved, I know it may seem degrading, but keep doing everything you’re told, I don’t want to see you getting punished.”

“Ok,” Chopper said. “So there’s a chance that if I’m bad, I’ll be put back in that cold cell, right?”

Lansford put on a sad face. “Chopper, I won’t lie to you, if you cause to much trouble something much worse could happen to you. Please, you're my only friend here, do what you’re told for me.”

Chopper felt tears about to well up in his eyes, he did the best he could to keep it together in front of Lansford. He needed to repay Lansford for everything he’s done for him. 

“Alright, I’ll do what I’m told.” Chopper said. Inwardly he thought about more ways to escape. “I’m guessing leaving through that door there isnt allowed?”

“Chopper, please don’t even think of such things. But yes, if you go through that door your cage will start shocking you and won’t stop until you’re back inside.”

This time, Lansford leaned over to Chopper and wrapped his arms around him. “I know you’re scared, but the fact that I was allowed to give you this room means that the warden feels you won’t cause trouble, and the warden is a man who doesn’t give second chances. So please promise you’ll obey anything you’re told to do. Okay?”

Chopper hugged the good doctor back. “Okay. I’ll do whatever I’m told.” 

A smirk went onto Lansford’s face while Chopper couldn’t see it. Putting his face back to a loving concern he pulled away. 

“Good. Now I was only here to explain why you have a new room. I have to do my other duties in the prison. So I’ll see you tomorrow Chopper.”

“Goodbye Dr. Lansford.” 

As he walked away Chopper looked at him. The man had very broad shoulders, and an imposing figure. He clearly worked out, his chest was rock hard after all. Perhaps the Marines have a required workout regimen they have to keep up? Chopper had to remind himself that Lansford was a marine. Despite that, he was so nice to him. When he first got here, Lansford would just give him a pill, Chopper would take it and pass out, only to wake up the next day and start everything over again. As time went on, however, Chopper got more and more comfortable around Lansford. 

At first they would talk a little, then share stories about themselves, even start playing games with each other. Lansford was his only respite here, the only friend he had. It was thanks to him he had this nice new room. He needed to repay Lansford for everything he’s done. 

For now, however, he wanted to get a closer look at his new room. The first thing he noticed was a window, walking up to it, he saw nothing but ocean as far as he could see. There was a glass pane he couldn’t remove, so he couldn’t feel the wind. 

“Hm, I wish I could see the sun, then I might be able to tell what time it is. At least the ocean looks pretty.”

There was also a bookshelf full of books. He could only reach books on the first two shelves, but there there were plenty of books to keep him busy. 

“The Complete History of the World Government, The Young Recruits First Training Manual, and a twelve issue series called Naval Law, Codes, and Ship Etiquette? Man, nothing interesting. Gives me more to do then sleep, I guess.”

There was also a solid few square feet of space, not much, but enough to walk around in. 

“Well, I guess I should start with the books.” Chopper said, taking a closer look at the books in the shelves. “Maybe I can get Dr. Lansford to take some down from the higher shelves when he comes in-”

“THE PRISONER WILL FOLLOW THE EXERCISES AS INSTRUCTED”

“Whaaaa- Oof.” Chopper’s heart skipped a beat and he fell onto his back. “Owwww” . Looking up, he saw the same type of TV and stereo system that was in his other room. He had forgot about the exercises…

“THE PRISONER WILL FOLLOW THE EXERCISES AS INSTRUCTED OR FACE PUNISHMENT”

Pushing himself up, he stood as straight as he could, looking straight ahead. 

“So this is what I still have to look forward to,” Chopper thought, “Even if I have a new room, it’s still just a cage to keep me here…”

As the Monitor ahead of him played jumping jacks, Chopper obeyed.

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In the cell, almost an hour later, Chopper was writhing around on his bed. After the exercises he would try and fall asleep, but he couldn’t today. That horrible feeling in his cock was so much worse right now. It felt like the cage was getting smaller every day. His hands kept on pulling at the cage, despite how this made his balls hurt, he didn’t care. Chopper wanted this off, and he would do anything to make it happen. Eventually, the pain was too much, and Chopper had to stop. 

“Ooooohhhhh… This isn’t fair!” Chopper said. Standing up and looking at the camera he yelled “I know people can hear me, please! Let me take this off! Give me handcuffs, shackles, anything else, please!” 

No response.

“Hhhnnnn” Chopper groaned to himself. Looking around, his eyes fell on the bookshelf. Deciding distracting himself would be better than begging and throwing a tantrum, he pulled out The Young Recruits First Training Manual. It was a relatively small book, but he could always start another one if he needed to. 

Going back to his bed, he layed down and opened it up to page 1. 

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“...and if you train hard, and follow all directives, you will be on your way to be a Marine yourself!” 

Chopper blinked a few times, yawned, and rubbed his eyes. Looking up from the book he saw the sun was setting. 

“Sigh,” Chopper said, “The day is finally over, and I can go to bed.”

Chopper closed the book and took another look at it. 

“Just like I thought, it was really boring. I mean, it just kept repeating itself over and over again.”

Instead of putting it back, Chopper just tossed it on the ground. He would pick it up later, he told himself. Pulling the blankets over himself and shutting his eyes, he quickly fell asleep.

After twenty or so minutes, Lansford’s machines detected that he had entered rem sleep, and more concentrated aphrodisiacs and pheromones were pumped into the room. 
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Chopper was in an all white room. No door. No windows. Nothing at all. 

Chopper was entirely naked. No clothes. No hat. No cock cage. 

His penis hurt. He could make the pain stop if he just rubbed it. Chopper couldn’t move an inch. Nothing was holding him down. He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t blink. He couldn’t masterbate.

“What’s…. Going on?” He thought, “I… Need to.... Do anything to make the pain go away.”

After almost an eternity of waiting, suddenly there was someone else in the room. 

 It was as if it faded in from nothing.  He was far away, but he was walking forward in slow motion. The figure was a large half man lion hybrid, who was also completely naked. He had bright yellow fur with a large mane on his head. His chest had an impressive six pack, his arms and thighs had large, visible muscles. 

Something about this man made Chopper feel so odd. A lightheaded feeling, tingling in his chest, and looking at him only made his penis hurt more. Chopper wanted the lion to reach him. As the lion walked forwards, he saw another impressive feature. An erect cock. It had to be at least 7 inches, and had a good girth to it. A white fluid was dripping out of it every fifth step or so. Under that, were two large balls that shook with every powerful step that he took.  

Chopper didn’t know why, but he loved the look of it. He wanted to touch it, to taste it, to just play with it, even more than his own.  Everything about this lion, Chopper loved. To touch his chest, fondle his arms, play with his penis, everything. 

By now, the lion was right on top of him, looking down. Chopper, without doing anything, was standing up to face him. The lion smiled at Chopper, and Chopper smiled back. Lowering his eyes, Chopper took a good look at the lion’s cock and reached for it. 

“It’s so… warm…” Chopper though. Squeezing it in his hands, it was almost hard as stone. It scent was so strong this up close, leaving Chopper almost dizzy as his mouth slowly opened. Leaning forward, he rubbed his tongue around it’s head, collecting as much of the precum as he could, savouring the bitter taste and warm feeling. Soon, Chopper began to put the whole penis in his mouth, and it fit just perfectly. Pulling his head back and forth, gliding his tongue up and down it’s whole length, feeling it pulse and twitch when he fit it as deep as it could go, and cleaning the head out again when just the tip was in his mouth. 

Chopper couldn’t think of anything but pleasing the cock currently inside of him. He didn’t want to. There was only one thing he wanted right now, and working the cock in his mouth was the only way to get it. 

As the blowjob went on, the penis started the throb harder and harder, and the lion began to thrust forward into Chopper’s mouth. Chopper didn’t mind. 

The large cock was finally ready, and Chopper felt it shoot hot cum in his mouth. Still going up and down on the penis, he felt it fill every corner of his mouth and down his throat. Some even escaped his lips, getting on his face and dripping onto his chest.  It tasted stronger than the pre, and was thicker too. Loving not only the feeling, but the taste and texture, Chopper sucked the penis as hard as he could, coaxing more and more cum out of the cock. 

Eventually, it had finished, and began to soften. Chopper, almost disappointed, let it out of his mouth. Rubbing the head with his tongue one last time, just to get as much of the delicious semen as he could. The lion looked very happy, but Chopper could do nothing but lay back down. He couldn’t move again, except for his tongue that greedily swallowed all the cum that was still in his mouth. 

The lion layed down next to him, putting his large arms around Chopper. The lion was so strong, that even if Chopper could move, the lion would be able to force him to stay still. Chopper thought that would be fun. 

The pain in his cock was gone, his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest, and all he could do was think about the beautiful lion that gave this wonderful feeling to him.
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“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk,” Said Lansford. Standing over the sleeping Chopper, Lansford had lifted the blanket’s off of him. 

Chopper, it seems, was having a wet dream. Despite being in a chastity cage, Chopper’s dream had let him orgasm right through it, leaving a large wet spot right where his cock is. Lansford was amazed at how much was there, he knew the little guy hadn’t orgasmed for almost two months, but for so much to come out after only a little teasing. 

Putting the blanket back, he wanted to be sure Chopper finds the stain when he wakes up tomorrow, maybe even pay him a visit and ask him how it went.