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Muriel wasn't sure what to think about the fox she was carrying. The tall, muscular hyena had never encountered anyone so quick to, well, give up before. Even the most weak willed people would put up some cursory resistance, weakly punching at her face, trying to struggle free, or at least negotiate for their release. But this fox, he just went limp as soon as the hyena picked him up. Not only that, but as she carried him on the way to the farm, the relatively minuscule, scrawny red fox nuzzled up to the blue uniform covering her large chest and fell asleep.

Fell asleep!

There wasn't too much that could surprise the hyena at this point, but that... that was definitely something new.

Well, she wasn't one to complain about an easy job. Grappling with a desperate opponent could be fun on occasion, but having your job done for you? Nothing could compare with that.

Once they reached the small cart that would take them to the farm, she placed him gently on the floor and hopped in as well. Before sitting down, she set a control box to the 'Farm' option and leaned over the front wall. With a wide strike she slapped the rears of the pony gear encased duo harnessed to the front, a skunk and kangaroo, and they quickly sped off on their way. The sudden jolt snapped the fox awake as Muriel sat down next to him. He looked frantic for a moment, clearly having forgotten what was happening. His fingers felt along his ballgag as he turned to see the hyena staring him down, and he promptly remembered everything.

Once again Muriel was taken by surprise, expecting some kind of response, anything really, but nothing happened. The fox was completely still, just staring quietly while she watched, just accepting it all. The hyena gave a confused sigh and rubbed her forehead.

"Alright, I have to ask, what's the deal with you? Why aren't you, I don't know, freaking out?" Other than blinking and lightly breathing through his nose, the fox didn't react at all. "Oookay... well, whatever your deal is, my name is Muriel, I'm your trainer. You are Ryan, soon to have a completely new identity as a fully trained puppy-slave. Follow every command I give you and we won't have any problems. Got it?" Interpreting his continued vacant stare as acceptance, she simply sat back and relaxed, enjoying the chance to experience a peaceful journey for once. She kept her eyes on her ward, still careful not to drop her guard, but he quickly fell back to sleep leaving her free to watch the countryside pass by.

Before long they arrived at the farm, jolting Ryan awake with a sudden quick stop. Muriel hopped off the cart, scooping the limp fox into her arms and walking to the kennel building. On the way to their assigned training room they passed by a number of furs being led around by leashes, some reluctantly, some with a huge slobbery smile, all bound in a similar way. The fox began to look a bit worried but given what he'd seen happen to those that fought back, he continued quietly sitting and choosing not to fight whatever his fate may be.

Muriel stopped once she found the number of for their room, fumbling for the handle before giving up and gently dropping the fox on the ground. With her hands free she opened the door and walked through, beckoning the fox to follow by saying, "Come along, pet." He began to stand before a shock from his collar dropped him to the ground. "I probably should have made this more clear in the first place, but again, you are a puppy-slave. A dog. That means all fours. Now, come."

Ryan weakly pulled himself to his hands and knees and crawled after her through the door, marveling at what appeared to be a colorful pet playroom complete with dog toys, a food bowl, and a water dish. It looked straight out of an actual kennel, the main area even had a full agility course with fake grass. In the corner appeared to be a medical area, something like a vet's office, the presence of which made him rather nervous. Another sectioned off area was hidden by a beige curtain, not terribly noticeable otherwise.

Seeing this, the whole "puppy-slave" thing was finally starting to sink in, she was seriously planning to make him into a pet. For the first time he tried to say something through his gag, but another shock from his collar silenced him.

"Dogs don't talk."

After locking the door behind them, she carried the fox over to a table in the medical area.

"Don't worry, just have to secure one thing before getting started."

Ryan tried to stay calm as requested, but was too terrified of the needle he saw her pick up to do anything but whimper. After sterilizing the needle, she massaged the fox's sheath, waiting for his cock to make an appearance. Sure enough, it slowly emerged, maxing out at about three inches.

"Really? This almost feels redundant." She grabbed the still malleable shaft and without hesitating forced the needle through the tip of his cock, slightly to the left of his piss slit. The fox's muffled scream was silenced by another shock. "Dog, remember? You can bark, growl, or howl, but no screaming. Just two more and we're done."

The fox was panting heavily, trying to close his eyes and brace himself for another burst of pain. As the hyena lifted his cock for the next piercing, he reflexively kicked at her head before going completely still once again, in mortal fear of what reprisal would follow. All he heard was a guttural laugh from the hyena, who had easily dodged the clumsy strike.

"Oh, you were doing so well. I suppose I'll let that one pass, but don't expect that sort of kindness a second time. Now, hold still."

An additional piercing was added to the other side of his cock tip, followed by one on his taint just behind his small ball sack. Those times he stayed completely still, gritting his teeth through the pain. A small gold ring was fed through each new hole before she pulled his diminutive cock between his balls, trying to connect them all, but finding herself falling short.

"Really? I think this is the first time I needed to add an extension to this set up. That's kinda sad." Muriel added an extra ring, using it to connect both the taint ring and double cock tip rings. Now that they were all settled she fused each ring into an unbroken circle, permanently restraining his cock between his balls. She looked up at the fox, snickering at how he still had his eyes shut tight, waiting for her next command.

Muriel grabbed a set of thick, padded paw mitts, locking one around each hand and footpaw. A wide black buttplug was lubed up and slowly pushed into his tailhole, much to his clear displeasure. The work order said he was straight, so this was probably his first time taking it in the rear, she figured, working it in inch after inch. The fox was clearly biting down hard on his gag, almost sneering, hoping not to make a noise and earn her ire. Once she was finished, only the flat base was still visible. She opted to use a normal plug and leave his big bushy tail unbound since that would be far superior to a fake plug based dog tail.

Finally, she unlocked his ballgag, freeing his jaw. The fox wordlessly looked up at the hyena visibly trying to blink away tears from his ordeal.

"Aw, good puppy, knowing not to speak without being commanded to." She ruffled his headfur playfully before dropping him onto the ground. "Alright, I think that should be enough for now. Let's call it a night and start fresh tomorrow, ok?" The fox looked up at her silently, and got another shock for it. "I asked a question, mutt. I expect an answer."

"B-bark..."

"Not great, but a start," she said with a sigh, leading him to a small cage, barely large enough to fit inside. He looked up at her in fear, hoping she wasn't expecting what he thought, but was disheartened by a slow nod. With complete resignation, he crawled through the open wire door, flattening his ears at the sound of the cage slamming shut and locking behind him. All he had room to do was lie down, idly rubbing at his still stinging genitals with his thick, useless mitts. He looked up to see a food dish full of unrecognizable meat and a water dish pushed in through a slot between wires, shamefully realizing how hungry he had become, actually considering digging in.

"One last thing, this'll handle the brunt of your new programming. It normally takes several days, or maybe weeks to take effect, but from what I've seen of you, I'm thinking by tomorrow you'll be ready. Don't disappoint me, alright?" The hyena was wheeling a set of television screens around his crate, as well as a small speaker. After switching everything on, the screens all showed swirling spirals of color, almost mesmerizing him. The speaker kicked on as well, uttering phrases in an oddly soothing baritone.

"You are a dog. You serve your master. You may not speak. You may only crawl. Your master chooses what you like. Your body belongs to master." and so on droned out as the fox tried and failed to cover his ears with his useless mitts. Figuring there was nothing else to do, Muriel left for her own room to wait for tomorrow.

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The next day, Muriel reentered the kennel's training room to find a completely changed fox, curled up and napping happily in his crate. She turned off the screens and speakers, noting with a smile that the food bowl had been emptied. As she rustled around, the fox slowly opened his eyes, quickly jumping at the bars with a wide grin and panting heavily. It seemed her prediction was correct, the hypnosis treatment was more effective than she had hoped. He might be completely trained already.

She opened the cage door and the fox happily bounded out on all fours, almost pouncing on the pleased hyena. With a laugh, she pushed him down, watching as he knelt before her, wagging his bushy tail and staring with a vapid smile.

She got through the unpleasantness quickly, unplugging him to do his business behind the curtain, then giving him a nice bath and thorough cleaning before replacing the plug. It took longer than she would have liked to blow dry his fur, especially the thick luxurious tail of his, but the time was well worth it. Once she finished, he happily jumped about on all fours, especially fluffy and silky, and ready to play.

"Aw, who's a good boy? You are!" she shouted, a wearing a wide grin of her own. He happily yipped in response, rolling over onto his back, holding his arms and legs in the air. "You want a belly rub? Who wants a belly rub?" she asked kneeling at his side, scratching his fluffy belly with both hands. The fox sighed with pleasure, kicking a leg and barely noticing that his new pierced cock was uncomfortably starting to throb. It wasn't missed by the hyena, however, who moved one hand to pinch his nipple, getting a small whine in return as his small shaft pulled harder against it's piercings. "Alright, enough of that. Want to play fetch?" The fox scrambled to his paws, responding with a loud bark.

After pulling a tennis ball from her pocket, she threw it to the other side of the room. The fox took off after it, running awkwardly on all fours to pick the ball up with his mouth. He brought it back to they hyena, dropping it at her feet and panting heavily with a large smile. She threw the ball again, watching appreciatively as he retrieved it, repeating the process several times before growing bored.

"Hm, what next... how about you retrieve my slippers?" The fox gave another loud bark, rushing over to a small closet, picking up a pair of slippers with his mouth, and dropping them at her feet. "Very good, pup! You deserve a reward, hold still." She fished out a small biscuit from her pocket, placing it on his nose. After waiting a few moments, she nodded and he threw the biscuit in the air, grabbing it with his mouth and noisily crunching it down.

Several hours passed as she tried every trick she could think of, growing increasingly impressed each time the pet perfectly performed her command. If there were more furs like this fox the hypnosis tapes would put her out of business, she thought with an uneasy laugh. But that wasn't a major worry, this fox was one of a kind. As he caught a frisbee with his mouth, she realized she was out of tricks to request, and addressed the fox.

"You know, it's almost disappointing how easy this was. It's almost like you were born to do be a puppy-slave." The fox cocked his head inquisitively, wondering what his next command would be. "Well, we're so far ahead of schedule, maybe I can enjoy a bit of extra playtime with you, how's that sound?" The fox let out a loud yip, holding his arms up in a begging posture. "Sounds good to me." Muriel dropped her pants before dropping to her rear in front of the eager fox.

Before she even had a chance to get comfortable, the overly energetic fox pounced, digging between her legs and knocking her over. If the feeling of his cold nose pressed against her over sized, engorged clit hadn't made her shudder in pleasure she might have considered disciplining him, but she was happier letting this continue uninterrupted. He was going crazy, digging into her folds with reckless abandon, shoving his nose harder and lunging his tongue deep into her pussy.

Between moans, Muriel noticed the black plug still sticking out of his rear, barely visible behind his rapidly wagging tail. Thinking it might be nice to return the favor, she used her remote to click the vibrating plug to life, noticing a small wince cross the fox's face. He quickly went back to work eating out her pussy, trying to ignore the sudden unwelcome pleasure in his rump. Making a mental note but choosing to ignore this for now, she grabbed his head and pulled him in deeper, relishing the feeling of his powerful tongue probing her folds. She had to wonder as she sighed if his tongue was longer than his cock, because it certainly felt that way.

After enjoying his slobbery attention for a bit longer, Muriel decided she wanted a bit more focus on her clit, which had grown to over two inches long. She shifted the fox's head up, aiming the engorged nub at his mouth and saying, "Take my clit, boy. Wrap your lips around it and suck it like a cock." This time, there was a definite flash of repulsion on his face at her phrasing, which was a definite disappointment to the hyena. Well, another night in his crate should cure any remaining delusions of straightness he may be holding onto.

After a small shock popped his mouth open, she drove her clit in between his jaws, urging him to suck if he wanted to avoid further punishment. Reluctantly he obeyed, alternating between suckling and tickling her labia with his tongue as an acceptable compromise. A few more minutes of this treatment was all it took to set the hyena off, shuddering furiously while grabbing the back of his head and grinding his face hard into her pussy, drenching him with her juices.

As she fell onto her elbows, panting heavily and waiting to recover, the fox simply sat back on his knees, back in his begging posture, his trapped cock almost glowing a brighter shade of red. With a snickering laugh, she grabbed another biscuit from her nearby pants, tossing it to the fox who caught it in the air. As the fox happily munched on another treat, she got dressed and filled out a bit of paperwork. After one more night in the crate to clear out any remaining cobwebs he'd be ready for sale. She'd be hard pressed to remember a job that went quite this smoothly, that one issue aside he really did all the work for her, and she even got some fun out of the deal.

Finishing the day with one last round of belly rubs, she guided him back to the cage, locking him in and turning the training utilities back on. She slipped fresh bowls of food and water through their slots, and headed out to relax for a while.

Before Muriel made it out the door, she found herself stopping to look back at the cute little fox, noisily eating from his bowl. For the first time, she found herself wanting to buy a pet of her own. With a grin, she wondered just how much this one would cost.