Case Study 1463
The following conversation takes place between Dr. Jacques Archemedia and an unnamed employee of the Grunmann Institute for Behavior Modification.
-Hello. How are you feeling?
-Good. Relaxed. Like always.
-Excellent. You've made wonderful progress since you were first introduced to the institute, and we've brought you here to recount your success. Let's start at the beginning.
-Beginning of what sir?
-Your involvement with the institute. I believe one of our representatives visited you in your former home?
-Yes. I had contacted the institute about a one-time job opportunity to earn some money. At that time, I was still attached to such trivial things like money, sir. I do not remember the name of representative who visited me, but I do remember his sense of style. He was a panther. Tall, dark, somewhat intimidating. But his voice was smooth and soothing.
-I know who you're speaking of. Were you particularly intimidated because of your height? For a dragon, you're somewhat short.
-Yes sir, originally I feared physical harm from him. He introduced himself though and I felt at ease. He told me that he was from the institute and the details about my involvement for a cash reward. It was rather simple.
-What were the details?
-He said that I had to listen to a number of CDs, three I think, each day, at least once. After one day, I would fill out an online survey about my behavior. After one full month, I would fill out the same survey and the institute would track my changes. Then I would be interviewed, by someone like you sir. In fact, my final interview is a lot like this one sir.
-But we're getting ahead of ourselves. What was on the CDs?
-A really fantastic compilation of electronic music and similar songs. I had no problem listening to them each day, though it was all in one track so I could not listen on shuffle mode. I didn't really mind though. Each CD had a different tone for the music, and I began to build a steady routine of which CD to listen to first.
-All on your own?
-Yes sir.
-Wonderful. Did you notice any changes in your behavior?
-I found myself wearing less clothing when I was home alone, which was whenever I was home. I just moved into the city and hadn't found a job when I contacted the institute. There were no friends to stop by and surprise me, and no neighbors to complain about my lack of shirt or the occasional trip around the apartment in my briefs.
-You said that you used to wear boxers, correct?
-Yes, my interest in more diverse kinds of underwear grew after a week or so. I bought several sets of underwear and wore them daily. Jock straps, boxerbriefs, briefs, thongs, g-strings, many kinds.
-Did this interest develop any further?
-Yes sir, with only one week left until my interview at the institute, I found myself becoming aroused when wearing these special pairs of underwear. Particularly the boxerbriefs. I felt the unyielding desire to pleasure myself when wearing them, and I never could resist the temptation. The feeling of that fabric on my skin, the way it hugged my groin. It's like nothing else, sir.
-Your results really are fantastic. Please continue.
-Thank you sir. I filled out the online survey at the end of my month-long trial period and met with another representative. They took me to a room like this one, where I met with a very nice lynx.
-For recording purposes, please describe this room.
-Yes sir. It looks a bit like a police interrogation room, but with better lighting. There is no table here, just two chairs that keep my posture straight. One of my favorite things about these rooms is that no one is allowed to enter with more than a pair of underwear on. Like right now, we're both wearing underwear and nothing else.
-Thank you. Now what about the lynx?
-The lynx asked me a few odd questions, but I knew the answers right away. I don't remember them now though.
-That's fine.
-Then he led me into another room. There was a photography shoot going on, and they were waiting for me. There were a lot of other men in there, of many different species, feline, canine, cold-blooded, hot-blooded, a wide variety. But they were all wearing different types of underwear. When I arrived, the photographer had us all keep nice and close to each other so we could showcase the clothing for one of the institute's clients.
-But it didn't go as planned, correct?
-No, we were arranged into more and more poses where we touched each other. One of the others, a lion, he could barely keep his package in his jock strap. He became fed up with it, and took it off, or enough so that it was draped on his ankle. His cock though...it kept throbbing, and he was right next to me. It wanted attention. It wanted to be touched. I was about to do it, when the wolf next to him began to touch it. The lion moaned then, and the wolf grinned. It didn't take long for it all to escalate from there.
-What happened after that?
-I turned to my other side and found a tiger. He was wearing some briefs and was gently touching my package. It felt so wonderful. I wanted to reciprocate so desperately, sir. Only one idea popped into my head. I leaned my head down and nuzzled his bulge. It felt so nice, sir. I could tell the tiger loved it, and he began to touch me with more ferocity.
-I see. Did your underwear come off?
-Shortly after that, sir. The tiger and I had our briefs around our ankles like the lion, and we were touching and licking each other's cocks. Then the wolf tapped me on the shoulder, and he and the lion joined in with us. I was licking the tiger's dick and the wolf was sucking mine.
-How did that feel?
-I've never felt anything like it. I've never felt better in my life. I was excited and open and obedient like never before. I knew that this was what I wanted to do. What I wanted to be.
-Excellent.
-It was only when I felt the tiger's seed flood into my mouth that it all came together. It triggered something in me, sir. I forgot the tiny details about my life that didn't matter. My name, my history, my preferences. I knew what I was, what I wanted to be. It got me excited sir. So excited, that I know the wolf felt the same when I exploded.
-And what happened after that?
-I fell asleep there. And I woke up in my home here in the institute.
-Just for the record, how long have you been here?
-Three months.
-Any regrets?
-None sir.
-Wonderful. You are excused. Enjoy yourself when you get back to your room.
-Yes sir!
_Dear Director,
As you can see, our experiment with specific fetish development has been wonderfully successful. A month's worth of subliminal messaging not only gave the subject an underwear fetish, but gave him the illusion that underwear is so central to his life, it must be to everyone else. All others he saw we wearing underwear. We have collected other data from the other men involved with the fictional photoshoot, but none show the promise that this subject did. If we were to receive more funding from clients, we could use this very practice on certain city council members that feel less-than-favorable toward our views on prostitution. Particularly male prostitution. I'll leave the ultimate decision up to you, but I've already begun research on the music members of the city council listen to._
Signed,
Dr. Orean
A story way back from my 1K pageviews journal from FurAffinity. Zsisron was the first to grab the spot and he wanted to see more of the case study style stories like the one for the GIBM page there that I did a while ago. This should appear over there as well, but I figure I'd post it here because it's linked with a milestone for me.
Just in time to celebrate 1500 pageviews! Yay!