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~huuuuuuh The fox sighed as he played on his phone. He was trying his best to distract himself from the fact that he's sat for 4 hours without a single customer. "God dam it!" He yelled

as he accidentaly jumped into a gomba and the sad Mario music played from loosing all his lives. The bell on the door chimed, signalling someone had walked in. He quickly put his

phone away and got up to greet whoever it was. He turned the corner and a bull stood there with a very sorry for it self looking German Shepherd. His fur was all crusted over with old

dried mud, fur all in knot... He kind of resembled more of The Shaggy Dog then a Shepherd. "Hello, welcome to 'The Knot' grooming studio, How can I help you?" He looked up and

smiled at the large, towering bull. "Hi, I uh found this guy as a stray the other day and I've been trying to give him a bath but..." He stopped. "But?" The fox tilted his head. "Every time I

turn the water on he starts whimpering loudly like someone's beating him and backs up into a corner." The bull looked down lovingly at the Shep. "I think his previous owner might have

abused him with water or something." He suggested. "Poor guy." The fox shook his head angrily. "Some people man." He balled his fist. "Alright follow me and we'll get him cleaned up in

no time." The fox turned and walked towards the big doors that flapped back and forth when he went through them. The bull followed slowly, trying not to spook the dog. "Over here." The

fox waved waved. He got down to the dogs level and lightly pat his head, checking his aggression. The dog happily wagged his tail and licked the guys hand. "He seems friendly

enough." He looked up at the bull. "Is he OK with being picked up?" "Uh, he was OK with me doing it to get him in the tub, just, not when the water came on..." Answered the bull. "OK

buddy, don't bite me OK." He told the dog as he grabbed by his ribs. The dog didn't seem to mind his advancements so he placed one arm just behind the front legs and the other just at

the start of the back ones and tried to lifted him up on the long table. "Damn this guys heavy." The fox exhaled. He placed him back on his paws. "Would you mind..." The bull lifted the

dog no problem. "...thanks." The fox then pulled out a vial of medicine and a packaged syringe. He ripped open the package and drew the medicine in. He put the plastic cap back on and

walked back to the table. "OK. Do you know if he has an RFID chip or no?" He asked. "Uh, I haven't enrolled him at a vet clinic yet." "No I mean you said he had a previous owner, they

might have microchiped him." "I don't know, I haven't taken him to a vet yet to find out." "Ah." The fox now understood. He took out a scanner gun that looked exactly like the one they

scan big items at Walmart with and ran it slowly along the dogs whole body. "Nothing. Guess not." Said the fox, placing the scanner back on the counter. "Alright buddy, let's see how

badly they beat you." He slowly massaged the dogs ribs. "Oh yah, I count 1...3..4 on the right and ...2 on the left." The bull again looked longingly at the dog and slowly rubbed his back.

"They healed themselves but not in a great position." He moved down the dog's inner belly and checked his groin for hernias. "No hernias." He reached just a little further, expecting not

to find anything there, but was greeted with a large pair of Shepherd nuts. He went wide eyed and quickly pulled his had away. "This guys still intact." "Yah." The bull said nonchalantly. "I

saw them when he went belly up submissively the first time I tried to give him a bath. I was planing on getting him neutered but I can't bring him into a clinic looking the way he is." Said

the bull. "Well..." The fox pressed hard trying to feel for any curves in the dog's spine. "Our clinic believe in the spaying and neutering of pets, so as a sort of 'special' we offer a free spay

or neuter when you buy any of our services..." He started checking the dogs hips. "I'll even microchip him for you if you want." He looked at the bull as he said that. "How much is this

going to cost?" He asked. "Well..." He finish his examination. "This guy doesn't seem to have any obvious health issues. His hips are OK, he's free of any hernias and..." He reached back

down at checked the dogs testicles again. "Yup, both his nuts have descended properly into their places. So, it will be $22 for the bath and grooming, and both the neuter and

microchiping I'll do for free." "That's great! Uhm... Thank you." The bull didn't quite know what to say for such an act of kindness. "Just need to sedate him a little so we don't give him a

heart attack with the bath." The fox picked up the syringe he set near the dog's front leg and moved toward his backside. "Hold his head away for me so he doesn't see this." The fox

instructed. The bull tried to get the dogs attention by making the kissing sound with his lips. "Over here buddy. Look over here." The fox gave a little laugh. "Not like that." He wrapped his

arms around the dog, one behind his front legs and one around the dogs head. "Like you're hugging him. Like this." The bull repeated what he did. "Not to hard but enough that he can't

look back." "OK." The bull shook his head. He popped the cap off of the needle and put one hand on the dogs back. "Ready?" He asked. The bull gave another nod. He pushed the

needle into the dog's thigh muscle which made him whimper slightly and try and sit down. "OK OK, we're all done big guy." He rubbed the dogs back trying to calm him down. The bull

was rubbing his head and telling him what a good boy he was. The fox went and tossed the used syringe into the biohazard bin and then walked into an open closet to get a grooming

stand. It was a large upside down shaped 'L' on wheels with two rings on top, one leading down to a large round belt meant to support the dogs waist/rib area and another leading to a

blue collar to keep the dog still. "You might want to start holding him up if his legs haven't already started to give." The fox quickly pushed it up to the table and swung the arm into

position. The bull pushed up on the dog's middle area while the waist strap was fastened on, the collar strap followed quickly after. The fox turned the knobs on the faucet so relatively

warm water flowed. He got some hair clippers out from the drawer and a long comb and started work to get all that dirt and knots out. It took a good 2 hours before the fur was clean

enough and knot free for the comb to effortlessly flow through his fur. The bull never left the dogs side. He pulled up a chair and just kept petting the dog, making sure he knew he was

safe and in good hands. With all the gunk out he could finally turn the clippers on and shave down all of his unevenly grown out coat, starting from his head, working down his back and

down his legs. He saved the groin area for last, having to unlatch the dog and lay him on his back to completely get at his private parts... His about to be not so private parts. He washed

off the clippers and the comb before putting them back away. He pulled out a green rolled up kit and unraveled it on the table next to them. He grabbed another two rings for the

grooming stand and latched it on top. He clasped one on the dog's right leg and hoisted it up into the air until it was in a comfortable position for the dog. The next attached to the collar

strap and he put it around the Shep's tail, hoisting it up.

"Alright Mr. Bull, unless you want to watch me pluck his peaches, I suggest you go sit in the Waiting room, and I'll bring him out to you when we're done." "Uhhh." The bull's heart skipped

a beat when he said that. He looked back at the dog, who looked like he was him heaven from the effects of the drugs, and kissed his head one more time. "I'll ~uhh, I'll see you in a

minute, OK buddy." Rubbing the dog's ears down with his hand before walking out slowly. The bull turned around and asked the fox one more question. "He won't feel any of this right?"

He had the look of sorrow on his face. "It will be completely painless." The fox reassured him. And with that the bull walked out, the doors making that *shunk shunk* noise from flapping

back and forth. He turned his attention back to the dog and back to those big plump puppy makes about to meet their end. He drooled a little thinking what kind of juices have been

locked way in that big black pouch. "Judging by their size..." He put his hand under them and fondled the orbs. "AND their weight, I'd say this guy's been 'backed up' for a while." He said

to himself quietly. "I can't let a good pair like this go to waist... I certainly can't let this guy go with his last feelings down here being blueballs." He said in his head. He looked through the

Shep's hind legs and saw him sporting a semi, his knot had started to form up in his sheath. He grinned happily. "I tended to every single knot in your fur..." He moved to the dogs right

side and reached his paw behind the knot. "But I missed the most important one." He lightly stroked the sheathed knot with a single finger, tracing from one side to the other. This made

the dog reflexively shoot a jet of pre onto the stainless steel tub floor. It was decided. He would help the dog relieve himself one final time, then quickly wash the mess down the drain,

make two quick slices, clip the now empty nuts and then bring him out, clean, groomed and nut less. He made a circle with his thumb and index fingers and slowly pushed them down the

length of the Shep's penis, pulling back the sheath before reaching a little resistance. He pushed with just a little more effort and the semi swollen knot *popped* out of its constraints.

The dog started to hump his hips bit was having a bit of trouble with his right leg being tied up. The fox pinched the release strap on the dog's leg and it returned to the table. He gave a

strong squeeze behind the knot and another big, thick, jet of pre splashed off the floor of the tub. The Shepherd quickened his pace, rocketing his hips faster then the fox could pump

behind the knot. His big black pouch smacked his wrist with every forward thrust. More pre soaked the bottom of the empty tub, the dog lowered his head like a horse and gave a big

lusty grunt. "Poor guy." The fox was starting to have second thoughts about neutering him, but sadly, this wasn't his dog AND he agreed to do it not 2 seconds ago... What was he

suppose to do? "Sorry, I couldn't chop his nuts because I jerked him off and saw how much of a stud he really was..." He was just going to have to make the most of this. For his sake,

and the dog's. He got down on his knees and started sucking on the Shepherd's length. He coiled his tounge along the underside of the shaft and got a big squirt straight to the back of

his throat. He pulled the length out of his mouth and coughed for a while. "God damn, don't kill me here buddy." He rubbed the dog's side. Just as he was about to put it back in his mouth

he got one more jet to his face, this time milky white in color, a warning shot. Luckily it missed his eyes because the dog gave a big throaty grunt and the knot grow to twice its size. Big

gushes of pent up Shepherd cream erupted into his mouth. If that jet had hit his eyes he would have missed out on the literal river pulsing out of those big doggy nuts right now. "Man can

this guy cum buckets." He said in his head, gulping down one mouth full and in milliseconds filling back up again. He could only imagine the dog's face standing there, eyes rolled back

into his head, not only under the blissful effects of the sedative but the blissful toes of orgasm from years worth of puppy batter finally getting pumped out into a warm wet hole. Even if

that warm wet hole lead to death. He kept a tight grip on the knot, lessening and then tightening his grip the way a female dog might do if he was knot deep. It must have been a good 30

maybe 40 minutes of swallowing because he heard from the other side of the door "IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT IN THERE?!?" The bull yelled. He quickly pulled the still splurting shaft

out of his mouth again and yet more doggy fluids lewdly painted his right eye. "YAH EVERTHINGS FINE! JUST PUTTING THE LAST FEW STITCHES IN!" The fox yelled with one eye

close. He let go of the knotted shaft and watched it fire two more white streams before slowing to a trickle. He went to the computer on the counter and ejected the SD card sized device

out of the computer. He carefully broke the top piece off and placed it into one end of a pair of clamps. The clamps were actually a repurposed old ear piercing device that was made to

fit the chip on one end. When the handles are squeezed it meets a glue plate on the otherwise that interlock and cause it to activate. He set it down on the green cloth and took the

scalpel in his hands. He tied the dogs right leg back into the strap and fondled the Shepherd's nuts. First thing he noticed was that the balls were smaller then when he held them before.

At least twice if not three times their original size. He literally drank ALL the big guy had to offer. He gave one last look at the lightly throbbing stud rod, it was lightly dripping clear fluid

again. Its the last time this guy is ever going to be rock hard. He had no more time to waste, he got down on his knees slid the scalpel down the length of the right nut, expertly squeezing

with just two fingers and making it pop out into the cold room. He slid the knife on the left and with two fingers it joined its twin side by side. He grabbed the neck of the scrotum in a circle

with his thumb and index fingers and squeezed down, the way you would a tube of tooth paste to get every last bit out. The membrane and connective tissues around the testicles gave

way and the now bare, naked 'eggs' remained. "Hello beautifuls. I'm the one you just pumped your contence into." He brought them to his mouth and kissed them both before reaching

over and grabbing a forcep clamp. He placed one on the right bundle of cords, getting that nice soft *ssthick* noise as it crushed the wall of blood vessles and spermatic cord. The

testicle sort of jumped as the clamp close, almost as if saying 'ow'. He took another forcep clamp and did the left, it to jumped when it clicked shut. "Sorry guys, nothing personal." He

said to both the nuts and to the dog they were connected to. He picked up a pair of sissors and without further ceremony, grabbed the right nut where the cord met the testie and

snipped just below the forcep clamp. "One for sorrow... He still held the severed nut in his hand and grabbed the other one in the same place, where the cord met the testie. "...two for

joy." *snip* the scissors made the sound as then closed. He quickly plopped the nuts into a disposal cup from the water cooler and filled it with water so they wouldn't dry out. These

baby's were coming home with him for later. He cauterised the cords and took the clamps off so they could slide back into the dog. He took the microchip gun, put one side into one

hole, the other in the other side and squeezed the handles. The microchip pinned into place in the tissue that seperates the two testicles from each other and he shook a spray can that

closed the wounds with two nice pink scars. "All done." He said to himself. He unlatched the straps and got the dog down off the table, walking him out of the salon and into the waiting

room with the bull. "Sorry that took so long, I couldn't get the scanner to read the chip." He lied. "Uh huh." The bull said sarcastically. "Is that why there's doggy jizz on your face?" The

bull smiled evilly. His heart dropped, he wanted to face palm so hard... "For fuck sake!" He yelled in his head, his face was tomato red. "Hey dont worry about it. Can't say I didn't expect

it to be honest." He sassed. "Why, because I'm a fox?" He smiled. "Maybe." Replied the bull. "Can't expect a fox to not attack a pair of nuts... Even ones about to meet their end."

"We're not ALL like that you know..." He tried to act tough. "Try saying that without the jizz on your face." The bull laughed. "That will be $22." The fox said in a mad tone, handing the

guy the dog. The bull passed him the money and started walking toward the door. "You might want to get that before it dries... Just saying." "YOU'RE WELCOME BY THE WAY!" He

shouted as the door to the shop closed on its own. He turned the sigh on the door to 'Closed' and started packing everything up. He grabbed a towel and wet it in the sink before

patting down his face. Taking out the tubberware container from the small fridge that once held his lunch. He rinsed it out, filled it half way with water and tipped the Dixey cup holding

the Shepherd's baby makers into it. They made a nice *splosh* *splosh* and he clicked each of the sides closed, shoving it into his 'lunch box' so it would stay cold. "Im going to

make you boys into the best Spaghetti and Meatballs ever." He throw the strap over his shoulder and went to turn off the lights. The nuts sloshed around with every movement

he made. He closed and locked up the salon, his tail happily wagging as he walked his way home.