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Chap 1

The Tiger looked over at the helpless Polar Bear, grinning with square white teeth that were anything but predator like. "Hey, you." He said, removing his lab coat and looking at the white Bear who was looking up him in a kind of sickened fascination. Lance smiled at him, wide and warm, showing off his shortened and lightly dulled fangs. "How arrre you feeling big guy?" The Tiger asked, as he ran one warm paw over the silvery white fur of the Polar Bear's broad chest. Jax starred up at the smiling Tiger, the big Polar Bear lifting one paw to rub his jaw.

"I... Uhum... feel fine thank you." Jax answered softly, feeling his strong body tremble all over for an instant. His mouth ached with vague pains, as he lifted his paw the big Ursine couldn't help noticing that his claws had been removed. Jax was surprised to discover that knowledge gave him a odd kind of thrill, as a predator he has always been proud of his claws. Now he felt strangely glad to be rid of them, slipping one finger into his mouth. Jax ran his finger tip over his own flattened herbivore like teeth, even as he studied the Tiger's flat inoffensive teeth. The Tiger's grin widened, knowing that the Aggression Therapy had made this a much more simple process.

"Oh goodie... it's time for your Sssubmisssion Therapy." The Tiger called out in a sing song voice, the glee in his voice almost making the big Bear think that the feline was talking about a theme park ride. "You're going to be taught that you're not the biggest baddest male anymore." He said, grinning and pulling a series of preloaded syringes out of a nearby wall mounted cooler. Lance smiled wickedly, looking over the helpless Bruin and nodding his stripped head, before injecting the first one of those needles into Jax's thick arm. "Now, you'rrre going to feeel a little funny." The Tiger warned, reaching under the table and pulling out a small bottle of lubricant. "But I promissse that you're going to love thisss, once I get done with you..." He promised, as his lips twisting up into a kind of gloating smirk as the big Bear nodded his head slowly. A sudden head rush hit the helpless Polar Bear, as the drug coursing through his veins going straight to his head. Making his eye's roll around for a moment, and then he felt a tingling though out his whole body. It suddenly felt like he could feel every bristle of fur on his entire body; feel the air as it ran over and around them.

"Wha... what'sss happening." He choked as every nerve ending in his body seemed to come alive, his brain flooded by sensation so intense it left him gasping for breath.

"Itsss wonderful isssn't it?" The big striped Pacification technician purred, recounting his own experience with the process. The orgasmic like pleasure he felt just from stroking his own fur, the actual orgasms he got from oral and anal stimulation. As the big Bear watched the smiling Tiger produced a bottle, and began to spread creamy goo over that hard feline organ. The helpless Polar Bear watched him for a long minute confused, and then it slowly began to dawn on him.

"Wait... what are you not going to..." The big Bruin had been utterly straight when he had came in, yet as he lay there watching the feline tech lube his cock up. Jax began to feel excited... even aroused by what he guessed to be happening next. "Yer gunna fuccck me." He hiss in shock and horror looking up in shock at the smirking Tiger, even as Lance moved up spreading the part of table the big Bears legs were strapped down to.

"How elssse are you going to learn your place?" The grinning Tiger asked, moving up between those wide spread leg's to the firm round globes of the young Ursine's ass. "You're going to love thisss." He promised, those fuzzy feline lips twisting into a broad smirking grin. Even as the Polar Bear on the table yowled in shock, struggling uselessly against the straps holding him down. The pointed tip of that hard feline cock rubbed against his hot pucker, making his furry body convulse at the powerful sensation. "Oh my you are a sensitive one... normally it takesss at leassst three injectionsss to get that kind of reaction. Lucky you." And with that the big lisping Tiger shoved his hard cock into the Bear's anus; it wasn't the soft penetration of a lover. It was the rough brutal stab of a rapist, but the drugged Bear still screamed out in pleasure.

"OWHOHOOO!" Glazed eye's starred up at the male inside of him, as a powerful wave of submissiveness crashed over Jax's brain. Powered by the intense feeling of sexual pleasure radiating from his debauched tail hole, the Tiger grinning from ear to ear as he thrust into that clenching asshole.

"Ammm sssomebody likesss it on the bottom... or in hisss bottom asss the cassse maybe." Lance was laughing now, at the way the oh so proud straight male was now moaning and panting with a cock up his ass. The Tiger picked up a second pre-load syringe and pumped a second dose into the big Bruins thigh. With his heightened sensitivity that tiny needle felt like a butcher's knife being plunged into his flesh, making the helpless Bear squeal in pain. But a moment later that pain had mixed with the pleasure flooding his mind, the two blending together so completely that he couldn't tell them apart.

"More... pleassse godsss MORE." The helpless white Bear begged, making the Tiger laugh out loud as he rolled his hip's plunging his hard fucker in and out in a savage rhythm. Wishing he could cum inside that delightfully tight hole, but the Tiger was no longer able to orgasm just from penile stimulation. Still it felt very good rutting that hot hole, he could rut for days now without cumming. He had decided it was a gift more than a punishment; perhaps he would give that gift to this big Bear. He could if he choose to, or he could deaden those nerve endings so that Ursine cock would never feel pleasure again... a thrill of power raced through him. What should he do... be cruel or be kind, reaching up he touched the moaning Bears cock as it bobbed up and down in exhilaration. He stroked a single finger pad down it, and the big Polar Bear organ exploded... gushing cum all over his belly and chest all the way up to his muzzle.

The smooth, barbless Tiger cock worked in the Ursine's ass, still not stopping even as the Bear came, smiling down at him as the Jax moaned and quivered slightly. Between the drugs and his recent orgasm, the Bear was very oversensitive, his body being overloaded nearly as the Tiger wouldn't stop working his dick in his ass. The big Polar Bear squirmed, but after a few moments, started to moan again softly. As that smooth cock throbbed softly within him, making the Bears quivering cock ooze even more cum.

"Sssay you love biigggg thick cocks." The Tiger murmured, his voice soft and deliciously mocking as he pumped his hard organ in and out of the Polar Bear's ass.

Jax shook his head for a long moment, and then flushed as the Tiger didn't stop encouraging him. It took only three or four hard thrusts into his oversensitive ass to make him squeal out loudly before giving in. "I love big, thick cockthss." The formerly straight Bruin lisped, his tongue sliding past his teeth in a cute little sissified tone.

"If you want something even bigger than miiinnneeeee..." The Tiger teased, grinning gleefully as he rolled his hip's stabbing in and out a few more times. "You just have to volunteer for an upgrade on your processsing..." The Tiger said wheelingly, grinning as he felt the Polar Bears body quivering in pleasure. It was easy to get someone to volunteer for more, when they were on the table like this. Most males that came in, got more than they were expecting, after all. Jax wasn't even here by court order, the big Bear had came in on his own to have his male aggression tamed. Well he had certainly gotten that, he would never lift a paw to harm anyone.

The big Polar Bear shook his head, but again, three or four hard thrusts later, he was whining loudly and squirming on the table. "F-fine! I'll upgrade I'll upgrade!" He squealed out loudly, in between loud gasps of pleasure as Lance playfully slid his cock around.

"Perrrrfect." The Tiger purred, tugging his cock free, and then reaching down below the table. He tugged up the large, thick dildo that was supposed to be used for this process... that the Tiger just happened to have forgot about for a moment. He rubbed more gel on it, and then let the big toy press against and into the Bears eagerly trembling ass. The Bruin squealed softly as it was shoved into him, and then started to moan, the Tiger turning to a different drawer. Since the Bear was so sensitive, it made sense to him to get him an upgrade that would take advantage of that. Lance decided to go with Penile Desensitivity Therapy promising it would help Jax last longer, of course it was a fine line between greater sexual stamina. And the inability to orgasm that the Tiger himself suffered from, of course the level of Submission Therapy had a lot to do with it. Lance was almost sure Jax would still be able to cum normally, almost sure... the handsome striped feline smirked as his gloved paws rubbed the cream on the Bear's cock. Before tugging the skin tight plastic sheath over the pulsing organ, and then carefully connected the wired to the electrodes imbedded in the sheath. Jax watched with open opened shock, suddenly realizing what was going to be happening to his cock.

"Ahem... Ahem... wait...WAIT!" The big Polar Bear shouted, even as the visor and headphones were lowered over his head. His protest fading into a soft gurgling moan, as he slipped back under for the fourth time since coming in for a simple Aggression reduction. This was all because that little Coyote at work pushed all his buttons, Jax had really been stressing out over his desire to rip Blain's head off and shit down his neck. Now here he was volunteering for more and more procures... and no doubt Blain would have a good laugh about this come Monday morning.

*

Jax felt like he was floating in cotton yet again, struggling to move, but utterly capable of controlling his limbs. He rocked himself up slightly, struggling to right himself, then moaned softly as he reached down, stroking his cock a couple of times. He grimaced for a moment--he was so sensitive, too sensitive, really--and then, the sensitivity started to fade. He smiled to himself, feeling a bit of relief as he looked around the cotton-white world he found himself in.

Slowly, things started to come into view. First, the walls, then the ceiling... then the carpet and desks. He realized, almost instantly, that he was somehow in his workplace, and when he did--and the machine was able to draw upon his memories properly, all the details suddenly came into sharp, crisp focus, drawn right out of his mind. He blinked a few times, aware than he was still in the system, but also feeling like he was somehow going through his daily life. He looked down at himself, surprised that he was wearing clothes, and then, surprised that he was sitting down at his desk. He looked at his monitor, blinking a few times, as his boss walked over.

Mr. Talvo was a large, heavy set bull Elk with a thick gut and long horns. He walked over, looking at Jax, and then smiled at him slightly condescendingly. When he did, Jax felt a sudden, intense surge of delight moving through him. His boss, his manager, was about to speak! He found himself giving the Elk, the herd leader, all of his attention and even adoration. He needed to do that, it was only right for a lesser male like him. He was, after all, a herd animal the lowest ranking animal in the particular herd in fact.

"Jax, we're going to be cutting your pay by thirty percent." The Elk announced with absolute certainly that he was doing the right thing.

The big Polar Bear felt a tingle of something in his stomach, but almost instantly, it vanished. He breathed out a little sigh of relief instead, he found himself nodding and smiling. "Thure, bothth." He lisped profoundly, his cheeks reddening instantly at the sound of it. The little lisp hadn't been so bad outside... he had almost enjoyed hearing it slither out of his mouth. Why was it so much more prominent, so much louder, in his head?

"Good..." The big handsome Elk bull said, forcing Jax to pause a moment and just admire him. "You're a good boy." A intense shiver raced through his body, as those words seemed to caress his very soul. Jax felt another sudden surge pleasure, swallowing hard he couldn't resist admiring Mr. Talvo's bugling package. He looked up at the Bull, and for a moment, he could feel that thick, fat dildo working in and out of his ass as it stretched him open. He shuddered, blinking as he thought... he thought he could almost see himself, laying back on Boss Talvo's desk, feeling that thick cock sliding in and out of him. "You're a good boy." The smiling Bull repeated, as if he could read the Bear's thoughts. "And sometimes, good boys get fucked when they obey." Mr. Talvo said forcing Jax to admire his blunt honestly and unwavering courage. "Are you hoping to get fucked?" The big Elk bull asked with a wicked sneer, as if he knew the truth even before the Polar Bear replied.

Jax shuddered softly and eagerly nodded his head, swallowing hard as his eyes dropped to that crotch bulge again.

"Not this time." The smiling Bull Elk said, reaching out and patting the white Bear's head in consolation manner that was intensely comforting. Oddly, the pats did make him feel better, though if also intensely horny and eager to serve that mighty cock. "But maybe next time. Good boys who obey might get fucked. And you're a good boy. So all you need to do is obey your betters, right?"

Jax nodded his wedge shaped Bruin head eagerly, panting softly for breath as imagines of next time played out in his imagination.

"We're all so glad you got pacified, Jax." The big Bull continued delight plain in his voice, making the Bear feel glad he had made the right choice. "We're all much more relaxed around you now. Much happier now that you're like this, that you understand your position in the herd." Mr. Talvo paused beaming a bright smile at Jax, and the big Bear felt a dribble of cum spill out of his throbbing organ. "Aren't you?"

"Yeetthhhhh..." The big silvery white Bear lisped in delight, panting weakly as the system fucked him--body and mind, in equal measure.

**

Lance smiled quietly, a little bit of mischief quirking the side of his lips as he got the Bear nice and settled. He had him nice and settled, running him through the 'Steer' psyche as he patted the Polar Bear's sac. He wasn't going to take those big, heavy nuts, though. It was far too much fun to mentally castrate, but leave the package intact. A horny steer was the best steer, he understand that from past work experience.

He stepped out of the room, walking up front and watching as the receptionist got into an argument with one of the people in the lobby. Lance laughed a little, the gelding snapping his tail back and forth in his skirt as he told the Coyote at the window that it was against policy. Ever since Corey's fiancé had started working at the center, they'd gone far more on the straight and narrow, just by way of Cameron's insistence on following strict rules and never taking anything close to a bribe.

Lance smiled and patted the gelding's rump, watching as the hot pink once-stud started to get angry, then realized it was just the Tiger. "Hey, Lance sweety. Thiss guy is trying to get in for a private session. I've thold him that it's not going to happen. We're not a damn brothel!"

Lance grinned and laughed softly, enjoying the sassy nature Corey had worked into his one. "Oh, Cameron, c'mon." The Tiger said with a amused smirk, as he looked over at the tall rangy Coyote. "What wass your name? Who were you here to ssee?"

The Coyote grinned broadly and eagerly back, feeling that he had found someone he could manipulate. "I'm Blain... my... ummm... buddy, Jax, he signed up for a procedure?" The Coyote explained playing the awkward male buddy, watching the Tigers eyes he knew it was working.

Lance's grin got a little bit wider, so this was the guy who had been bullying the Bear. He remember Jax's paperwork perfectly, of course, and his reasons for coming in. But he also remembered how the Coyote had apparently been goading and teasing the Bear to this point, and with a smirk, he reached for a clip board.

"Well, I'm ssorry, Blain, but to get in the back, you have to... um... ssign up for ssomething." Lance explained with sympathy dripping in his voice, even as he slid the clipboard over toward the Coyote, winking at him. "It'ss all very sstrict, right Cameron dear?"

Cameron was giving the Tiger a serious look, but it didn't seem like he was going to argue much. "Very ssstrict!" He agreed flashing the Coyote a cool look, even as the other grabbed the clipboard.

"Sso..." Lance lisped, laughing softly as he watched Blain take the paper work barely glancing at it. "If you want to... you know... get into the ssame room ass Jaxx, you'll need to... ssign up for a few proceduress." Lance winked again, really piling it on, and pointed to a few things on the clipboard. "This, this, and this all take a few... hours... to complete. Assuming you need hours to do what you're here to do." The innuendo was strong in the Tigers tone, and the Coyote was certain he had found a kindred spirit in the big striped feline.

Blain smirked broadly, quickly checking things on the sheet, and then sliding the clipboard back through the window.

"Driver'sss licenssse pleasse." Cameron said instantly, the gelding all business now that the paper work had been passed over.

Blain rolled his eyes, reaching for his wallet and tugging out his license before tossing it toward the Horse. "Here, geldy. Fill out my paperwork. I need to go spend some quality time with my buddy..." He said, laughing eagerly as Lance gestured for him to come toward the back.

Cameron looked down at the clipboard, his eyebrows rising suddenly as he realized what the Coyote selected, but before he could speak up, Lance had simply raised a finger to his lips. "He's gonna go check on his friend." The Tiger said with a grin and a wink at the gelding, then led Blain to the back with a smile.

He walked the Coyote into the room, and instantly, he could see the other's pants tenting as he watched that thick, fat dildo sliding in and out of the Bear's ass. He eagerly crossed the distance, tugging Jax's lips down to look at his teeth, laughing softly.

"Fucckkk..." The Coyote excited said, reaching down and undoing his own pants quickly. "He's going all the way, huh?" He asked with a nasty chuckle, he had never expected Jax to do this.

Lance laughed softly amused by what the Coyote thought was all the way, when what he'd signed up for was so much more intense. "Oh, yeah. Once we get ssomeone on the table, they volunteer for further proceduress almosst ssixty percent of the time. Domino pacification. I wrote a paper about it with my coworkerss for a medical journal a few monthss ago." He added with a gloating laughing, Blain was going to find out all about that. It helped that pacification had been privatized in the last few years, and when it became a 'for profit' business, up selling became just another part of the process.

Blain grinned as he felt Jax suckling eagerly on his finger, those rubber capped flat teeth utterly harmless. "I'm going to use this faggot every day at the office..." The Coyote laughed softly, picturing a lunch hour spent fucking the Bear muzzle. "His mouth at lunch and his ass at close... Christ. I can't believe I got him pissed enough to worry about his job and actually volunteer for this shit! You'd never catch me on one of these tables, I can tell you that." The horny Coyote muttered, reaching down to feel the Bear's firm round asscheeks eagerly with one paw.

"Wouldn't I?" Lance asked with more than a hint of irony in his voice, this making the Coyote remember. Blain started to turn, confused, but then he felt the needle jabbing him in the hip. He snarled pushing the Tiger back, but already, he was feeling dizzy and weak. Lance looked down at the syringe that had moments ago been full of the tranquillizers they used on hardened criminals, and then smirked at the Coyote. "No... no wait I... I just agree so I could come back..." He protested weakly as Lance guided him--stumbling--to the other table in the room, and then rolling him up onto it.

"You probably should have looked a bit more closssely at what you signed..." Lance pointed out, laughing softly as Blain babbled more protests. "But don't worry... I'll put in a rush job. You and your buddy can bootthhh walk out of here together." The Tiger promised as he stripped off the rest of the Coyotes clothing and folded it up neatly.

"S-stop..." The drugged Coyote slurred, weakly fighting as he was stripped completely naked. "I... I didn't... want... I didn't mean to... just wanted to fuk..."

Lance put a finger over Blain's lips, smiling. "I know bully... you just wanted to fuck... well turns out your going to get fucked instead. But don't worry when I'm done with you... you are going to enjoy every second of it. Of course you will be the one giving blow jobs at lunch! It doesn't matter now..." Lance said in a soft reassuring voice... that made Blains skin crawl. "When you wake up... everything will be right asss rain. I promissse..." The Tiger lisped softly, stroking the other's head fur as he passed out.

**

Jax was bobbing his head up and down happily, sucking on Joshua's thick cock. Joshua, the big Ram who worked in the bar that Jax liked to attend, was handsome, strong, and hung. The perfect male... so utterly wonderful and worthy of worship. He felt Joshua's cock throb, blowing a thick load down his throat, and when he swallowed happily, smiling. "Thankth." The big Polar Bear said softly, looking up into the Rams eyes as Joshua pulled out of his mouth.

Joshua rubbed his head, and then shooed him away from behind the bar. As he walked around to the front, Jax saw Tony, that really handsome Donkey who worked construction. Tony winked at him and patted his bulge, Jax grinned, sliding down to his knees.

He felt Tony's cock push past his lips, and as it settled into his muzzle, he couldn't help but admire Tony. Tony was handsome, strong, and hung. The perfect male... so utterly wonderful and worthy of worship. Jax sucked and bobbed eagerly, his tongue moving almost on its own as he coaxed the Donkey to orgasm, feeling it blowing down his throat and making him shiver in delightful fullness. As that thick cock pulled free of his tingling lip's, the Polar Bear smiled. "Thankth." He breathed as Tony patted his head, and he rose, moving out of the bar and onto the street.

Jax smiled as he saw a cute Mouse, that he passed on the way to work sometimes. The Mouse smiled at him, patting his bulge, and Jax sank eagerly to his knees. He felt the Mouse's cock push past his lips, and he couldn't help but admire the handsome rodent. Handsome, strong, and hung. The perfect male... so utterly wonderful and worthy of worship. Something about the situation seemed a little odd to Jax for a moment, but it slid out of his brain instantly, vanishing into the wind.

On some deep level, he knew that he could no longer appraise other males. No longer compare them--not to each other, but only to himself. And all of them were handsome, strong, and hung compared to well... himself.

The system cycled, and Jax moaned, staggering into his apartment... panting eagerly. He could smell cock in the air, his leathery black nose twitching as he inhaled deeply. The rich musky scent of herbivore male organs filled his being with delight, strolling into the living room he spotted Ben his neighbor. The big Elk was lounging naked on his sofa, while sitting across from him in the Polar Bears favorite chair was Jerry from the Gym. The massive draft Horse was just as naked, both males sporting hefty hard on's. Jax stumbled into the room looking back and forth in shock and delight, he had only casually met Ben a handful of times. And knew Jerry only because he had spotted for Jax, while the Bear had been working out on the free weights. Well and they had hung out in the steam room and gym juice bar afterwards almost every week.

"There he is..." The big draft Horse snorted, his thick lip's rolling up into a leering grin. "I remember when this cunt was crying about females every time I saw him..." The big strong Draft Horse snorted derisively, even as his massive cock bounced up and down eagerly. "Now look at him... a proper Pacified bitch, fuck I gotta said it looks good on you buddy!" The big horny Equine snickered tauntingly, as he pulled the Polar Bear over to the sofa. Where Ben quickly helped the Stallion undress Jax, the two of them chuckled in delight as the Bruins small male organ came into view.

"Damn does that thing even work anymore?" Ben asked with a sneer, his big hand fondling the Bear's small beta male organ. As Jax thrust his hip's out, enjoying the touch of a male he knew to be gay. The big Bear would have been bothered by that in the past, but that seemed like a totally different furson. Now he was loving the touch of a plainly Alpha male herbivore, maybe he could be a steer in Ben's herd or in Jerry's.

"It... it still works..." Jax protested weakly as that hot hand stroked his throbbing male flesh, the Bear unsurprised that the pleasure was more from watching a real stud touch him. Than from the sensation coming from his useless male organ, he felt a kind of casual disregard for that tiny bit of flesh. It was wasted on a male like himself, still it did seem to bring pleasure to others. The Stallion and Bull Elk love to tease it, toy with it as they measured it against their own much superior male organs. "You can make it spurt... but only if there is a big, hard, cock up my tail hole!" The Horse and Elk roared with laughter at that statement, pressing in closer to the silver white Bear.

"Oho this cock is gunna make you spurt..." Jerry promised lewdly, as he pushed Jax down onto the sofa between himself and Ben. The handsome silvery Polar Bear, suddenly found the gay Elk's huge cock rubbing all over his muzzle. The heat of that throbbing fucker intense and exciting as it smeared sticky pre-cum into his fur.

"You like that big hunk of meat... Don't ya bitch... get ready because I'm gunna feed it to ya." Ben snorted with a wicked laugh, as he grabbed the Bear short round ears. Using them as handles as he guided Jax's watering mouth down onto that hard fucker, the Polar Bear suddenly troubled as he wondered how many tail holes it had been inside of. A second later that though was hammered from his head, as Jerry's huge blunt flare was slammed into his ass. Jax let out a grunt of shock and pain at the sudden brutal intrusion, yet his body welcomed it that tight anal opening eagerly for the Horse.

"Hahaha... I love that look on a bitches muzzle... right after I ram my flare into them." The huge draft Horse laughed, his massive body forcing his whole length up inside the Polar Bear's shitter. "That look of shock and pain wondering just what they got themselves into, and then watching as it slowly melts into a look of ecstasy." Jerry snickered as they could already see that look forming on Jax's muzzle, he could feel it just as much as see it reflected in their eyes. "Yeah... yeah that's the one... Pred bitch is loving my cock."

*

Blain glanced over as Jax moaned, the big Bear had a dildo in his mouth as well as up his tail hole. "Heheh..." The Coyote laughed weakly, wishing vaguely that it was his cock between those soft lip's. "Heh... ya turned him into a real faggot." Blain laughed looking around at the Tiger, who was smiling down at him with a kind of evil smirk.

"Oho honey you've not seen faggot yet... but went I'm though with you... You're going to truly know what being a faggot looks like." Lance promised with a smirk, like a lot of folks the Tiger detested bullies and hateful furs. Reaching over he collected a glob of Jax's pre-cum on one gloved finger, and then smeared it over Blains lip's. Making the straight Coyote spit and curse intensely for a moment, even as the Tiger chuckled at him. "When I'm done with you... Jax over there is going to look like a real Alpha stud in comparison." Blain drug glazed eyes rounded in shock and fear, as he started struggling against the tables restraints again.

"No... no you can't do this... its against the law to pacify a fur without a court order."

"Unless... they voluntarily submit themselves for it." Lance finished for him, holding up the paper work the Coyote had signed along with a photo copy of his drivers license. "You asked to be here, you signed the paper work... Your H.M.O pays for all these procedures... because you are a predator. And I get the feeling that the more we do... the more you are going to be adding."

Blain's stomach tightened as he looked up at the Tiger--at the flat, pacified grin that leered down at him. The Coyote had liked that grin when he had first seen it, it made him feel strong, sly, superior than the feline. He brought his paws up, trying to struggle, but Lance just slapped him softly on the nose. Blain wasn't feeling so superior at the moment and he jerked back, the fight going out of him rapidly as his stomach fell slightly. His eyes rolled as he tried to watch what the Tiger was doing as he moved around the table, pulling up trays of instruments that looked disturbingly like torture implements.

"Firssst thingss firsst..." The smiling Tiger said, reaching for a large, shining pair of scissors. He snipped them twice, right in front of the Coyote's nose, then laughed and grabbed a brush, starting to trim and shorten the others fur down. He took his time in this, working carefully as Blain watched wild eyed. After all, the Coyote would be listed as a volunteer on his Pacification credentials, which meant that the better job the Tiger did, the less likely anyone would be to look into it. He laughed to himself as he trimmed down that thick, many bristled bush of chest fur, and then forced his arms up, trimming his pits as well before getting around his neck ruffle. Once the longest layer was largely taken care of, he got the electric trimmers, evening things out all over as the Coyote's body. Until Blain started to look more and more like some odd breed of domestic canine, instead of the wild predator he actually was.

Jax moaned again, and Blain turned, frowning slightly through his drug addled haze as he felt a brush working through his shortened fur. He'd never gotten groomed like this before, and it was highly annoying. His fur itched until the brush moved through it, tugging away the loose strands as the Tiger smiled to himself, rubbing and stroking through that soft, comfortable fur. The Coyote shifted, grunting with annoyance as the Tiger trimmed the fur of his sac and sheath very close. He shifted a little, feeling his cock starting to poke out his sheath from the stimulation.

"Oh, ssomeone iss exxxcited..." The sissy feline teased, laughing and reaching under the table as Blain glanced at him. Lance pumped something twice, then brought a paw full of stimulation lubricant up, rubbing it into the Coyote's sheath and sac, smiling and starting to stroke him slowly.

"G-get your paws off me!" The wholly heterosexual Coyote muttered, grimacing slightly as those gloved paws stroked him. He wasn't really that bisexual, after all, preferring girls and femmy little pacified twink boys. Fucking the Polar Bear had been more about domination and using him and putting him in his place--wrecking his ass to own his mind. It had really been a perfect plan to the Coyote, and when the Polar Bear came into the Center to have his anger curbed. Blain had busted out laughing, the Coyote just knew he'd won... had bested the Bear. The idea of a more intense process had appealed to him then, but now with the grinning Tiger touching him...

"You sure?" Lance asked, singsongingly, his voice painfully mocking before he let his paws fall away. After all, it wasn't really lube, but rather the first treatment to stimulate the patient sexually. The gel would slowly start to tingle as the Coyote's nerve endings starting to flare and burn slightly. Lance merely grinned at him, marking 'Premature Ejaculator' off of his list as the topical version of the injections he'd given Jax did their work.

The Coyote sneered as he tried to wipe the gel off, but the Tiger casually pushed his paws to the side. He could have restrained him, but the drugs did plenty, and Lance wanted him able to move more freely while he did his work. There was still some of the gel on the Tiger's paws, and he took the moment to rub it onto the Coyote's nipples, and then lightly work it into his neck and shoulders--right where he'd be bitten during a mating.

"So, you don't seem like you enjoy the taste of cum." Lance observed, bringing to the Coyote's mind how he'd just had Jax's pre-cum wiped on his lips. Subconsciously Blain licked his lips, and then wretched and spat as the taste of salty pre-cum tingled on his tongue. "I guess when you fuck guys, you like to be balls deep, huh?" Lance mentioned, smiling and reaching for a set of odd looking diodes. It was a set of four, and he attached two of them to the front of Blain's sac. And then two of them to the back, before plugging the diodes into a power supply on the side of the table and pressing a button.

"I don't eat pussy, and I sure as fuck don't suck cock..." Blain muttered his voice slurred by the sedatives, his body jerking as he felt an odd vibration moving through his nuts. At first, it was kind of unpleasant, but after a few moments, he started to relax. It was like having a high pitched speaker against his nuts, but even with his sharp hearing, he couldn't make out any sound. As the vibrations were actually kind of stimulating, his cock hardened after a minute or so. Blain moaned slowly for a second as the vibrations made his prostate quiver, his tail hole suddenly opening and closing wildly.

When the Coyote grunted weakly, flexing his cock slightly, Lance smiled. "Feels kinda nice, right?" He asked with a knowing smirk, laughing softly as he watched the Coyotes knot throb. When the Coyote didn't respond, he knew his answer, and he laughed softly, watching the canine's sac slowly starting to swell as the sonic vibrations broke down the other's testes entirely. Once the Coyote's sac stopped swelling any larger, he numbed a small area on the back, hooking up a drain and stepping away as the other was discretely unmaled. The tissue of his testes liquefied and dribbled out of the drain port, a pinkish gray sludge that the table sucked away. It was the latest process that had been developed, still in the testing phase in point of fact. Lance loved trying new things, and the idea that Blain had been neutered without even realizing it... plus had enjoyed it pleased the Tiger somehow.

When his sac was hanging loose and empty, Lance smiled, removing the diodes, and gently ran his finger up the underside of the Coyote's pulsing cock. Blain grimaced, gritting his teeth suddenly and arching up for a moment. Lance repeated the motion, and Blain started to cum, blowing his load and emptying his body of what little seed was left in it. The straight male plainly humiliated that he was being milked this way, yet also obviously enjoying the Tigers touch. Blain had stopped struggling, and was gripping the edges of the table as his hip's thrust up into the felines gloved paw. "Uhum Uhum... gods!" Even as the big striped feline admired the other red rocket, already planning to destroy it.

Lance grinned, leaning down, licking the cum off of the Coyote's stomach with a sly smirk. The last load was always the sweetest, after all even if the male didn't know it was his last. "Sssee? Not sso bad, iss it? Paccification can feel pretty good?" Lance teased with that flat smile, that so unnerved other predators because it was so unnatural. "I know I enjoyed mine... that'sss why I try to make it sssoooo fun for my patients."

The Coyote growled weakly, and then spat at him once. Lance just grinned, wiping the spittle from his cheek, then licking it off his fingers suggestively. "It's almost like a kiss!" Lance purred with a wide grin as he smack his lip's on the Coyotes spittle like it was candy. This was a trick he had learned from trial and error, make them think you love it. And they'll never do it again, from the look of disgust on the Coyote's muzzle, the canine believed that Lance had loved it.

The smiling Tiger licked his lips, shoving Blain back and lowering the headset over his eyes. A few moments later, the Coyote was grunting slightly, and Lance knew that the system was putting him under and starting to work the reprogramming on his mind. Lance had been working on something new... the personality was similar to his Show Pony program. The new Prima Donna personality was going to be over the top, full sexual adjustment or just utter 'Faggification' as Lance thought of it. Honestly he wasn't so sure about it, as the program played into every negative stereotype imaginable. The Coyote found himself standing in a huge, white space as the system started up. He took a few steps, looking around, as suddenly a full length mirror seemed to appear in front of him. He looked into it seeing himself staring back at first, but then suddenly as he watched his form began to shift. The straight male found the image in the mirror sickening, his body looked strangely feminine and his stance was like a pose. As he watched the image changed even more, his short clipped fur taking on a bright pink hue that reminded him of the sissy gelding at reception. "Wha... wha... wha..." Blain was moaning on the table, as his mind fought against the sexual reprogramming. It seemed the Coyote was a real example of the text book heterosexual male, Lance smiled this would be a real test of his new program then.

"Alright sweety game on then." The sissy Tiger purred deciding this would be some of his best work, first things first ruining that fucker. Penile Desensitivity Therapy was going to be the first step, getting that sensitive... needy male organ numbed. Next would come Penile Reduction Therapy... the shrinking making it small and insignificant in appearance as well as in the Coyotes thinking. Lance pulled the tight sleeve over Blain's throbbing erection, plugging in the electrodes that would burn out those nerve clusters. That would take a few hours, luckily the new Prima Donna personality reprogramming would have to be ran over and over. Since Blain's mind was struggling so hard against it, funny how these things worked out really.

"Naa... Naaa..." Blain moaned, rolling around so much Lance had to trigger the tables restraints to keep the Coyote from rolling off. Plainly Blain was having trouble coming to terms with his new self, the Tiger injected a second course of drugs into the Coyote. Even as the table triggered a hefty dildo to slide up into Blain's tail hole, making the canine buck and squirm even more violently. The table restraints had no trouble holding him in place, Lance grinned to himself and then got the fur follicle replacement tool, sighing at the amount of work it was going to take. Still there was no other way so he started to carefully and permanently recolor the Coyote's fur. This was going to take all day, he would have to work through lunch... if he wanted Blain done at the same time Jax finished. It was a ton of work, but the satisfaction of seeing the two of them leave together would be worth it. Happily Blains light gray fur was easy to change, so things went much better than Lance had expected.

Deep within the program Blain watched as his body slowly changed, the Coyote seemed to be floating outside of his own body. Watching as it became more and more the stereotype of a gay male, ironically the straight males own prejudice mind shaping the fag he would become. A total flaming drag queen, the utter fake homosexual stereotype created by heterosexual hatred. That was the genius of Lances program, the more one hated homosexual the more fag like they became. The Coyote watching in horror as the new him flounced into the office, flirting with all the males he normally bullied. And then taking them one at a time into the supply closet, only this time the Coyote wasn't victimizing them. Blain watched as he knelt down in front of Tim, the young Rabbit was so afraid of the big Coyote. "Oh ma godssss... You are thoooo big and hard!" Sissy Blain lisped, as he freed the nervously grinning Rabbits small cock. The Coyote wrapped his lip's around it, suckling eagerly as Tim stood there gripping his head. Only now it was the little Rabbit laughing, as sissy Blain took that hard little cock into his harmless pacified mouth.

Blain struggled and fought, refusing to allow himself to be projected into the physical body he was looking at. Even as he heard his own voice--though softer, more lilting, more gay--moaning in pleasure as he sucked the Rabbit's cock with needy delight, huffing through his nose. Blain could smell the Rabbit's musk in his own nose, even though it was the projection scenting it, and he growled furiously. He had worked on the little Lapin for months, intimidating him, bullying him, humiliating him. First forcing Tim to buy his lunch, next he'd started getting regular payments from the little Rabbit. And then at the Christmas party, he'd been introduced to Tim's girlfriend and the focus of the Coyotes demands had changed. He had been working on having a threesome with the pair, of course he wasn't really going to be a threesome. More like Blain banging the Rabbits pretty girlfriend, while Time watched helplessly.

"Mmm... Your mouth feels soooo good, Blainey..." The little Rabbit moaned, huffing softly as those furry lip's slide up and down his throbbing fucker. "It's like a pillow in there! I can't believe you volunteered for so much... just because Jax decided to..." Tim panted lustfully, his small paws petting the bigger predators head gently.

Blain growled angrily, both sickened and frustrated by the sight of himself going of gay on a male he had bested. Just yesterday Tim had finally broke down and agreed to the threeway, Saturday night Blain was planning to be balls deep inside the Rabbits cute little girlfriend. This... is soooooo wasn't right, after all he hadn't decided to go this far! He'd been tric--ICKED!

The tall Coyote's body jerked, reaching behind himself, feeling his cheeks spread as something pushed into his body. The system sensed his lack of focus, and a moment later, the musky male scents bombarding his senses changed slightly. He was still watching himself sucking the Rabbit's cock, but now, a big draft Horse--some friend of Jax's, he somehow knew--was behind him. He felt the big male rolling his hips, horror flooding through him as that invader drive deep.

"I'm not... I'm not queer!" Blain snarled, growling as he suddenly felt something in his muzzle--something thick, creamy and musky. He choked and spat at once, but the taste didn't leave his mouth even slightly. 'Rabbit cum' it was Rabbit cum flooding his mouth, he knew instinctively as the sensation of it hitting the back of his throat forced him to gulp. He watched the smirking Rabbit rub the projection's head, then skip out, as a moment later, the Horse got the canine into a full nelson, rolling his hips. The system was picking up on the male's resistance, and it was switching tactics to use Blains fear response.

The projection turned, leaning back against the desk, then reaching down and squeezing the smallest, most pathetic cock that Blain had ever seen. It was maybe three inches, and there were small scars along the base where the knot had once been, as well as a longer scar along the underside. "Nnn... I wish I hadn't fought so much..." The projection murmured, the big Coyote feeling an intense connection to this look alike. It was Blain's voice speaking, which only made him connect on a deeper level. Not like he was hearing a recording of himself, but clearly his voice, as he heard it in his head. "Mmm... they wouldn't have taken so much if I'd just given in..." A spike of fear lanced through him, gripping his heart as it pounded wildly within his chest.

Blain almost forgot about the cock in his ass until it moved and he jerked, snarling and struggled again for a moment. But the system had found its entry point, fear and unreasoned panic was a great motivator. The projection whimpered pitifully, making Blain's body tremble weakly. "Nnn... They took my cock bone and replaced it with soft plastic to make sure I couldn't penetrate... ever again... even sex toys. And you know how much I love to penetrate things... Tim's little girlfriend laughed at my limp little stub. Hell my knot... was removed, along with my cum response from tying someone... it's all on my ass now... I need pounded, fucked up the butt, to cum... my cock is completely worthless... barely even sensitive so pawing doesn't work..."

Blain turned his ears, huffing as the Horse continued to work his backside, not noticing the growing arousal between his legs. The sensitivity in his asshole was already growing, as things were being done to him in the real world.

The projection stepped forward, somehow moving toward Blain, even though he was outside, looking in. It was like it was moving through the edges of the projection, his world starting to overlap confusingly. "And my nuts... utterly sterilized... all my testosterone production gone... but chemically altered... genetically rebuilt to pump out some... some bitch version of it... It keeps me horny constantly, but... but I can't do anything to stop it... all because I resisted."

The projection was standing between Blain's legs now, and he leaned in, pressing their cocks together and grinding them into each other. The difference between those two organs made stark, Blain whimpered as he thought about his proud organs turned into... that! "Please..." The projection that wore his muzzle murmured softly, pleading pitifully to be saved from a terrible fate. "Please, don't... don't become like me... if you fight, you'll... you'll be ruined entirely! You just have to... have to give in a little, and they'll think they're winning... Do little things so they think they have you... you'll still be you. They just have to think you've changed, you are smart you can trick them." the projection promised, which was exactly the opposite of everything that had happened so far.

Blain shook his head weakly, feeling his cock bouncing and dribbling slimy pre-cum. "I... n-no..." The lean Coyote stammered shaking, his body growing more and more aroused. "No, that's just... not going to pretend to be a fffaagot."

"Please..." The projection that was him begged softly, hip's bucking as he rubbed that ruined organ against Blain's hard on. "I don't wanna be like this... a total faggot... utterly broken... unmaled completely and totally... Please, just... just give in a little... just enough... you can do it to save your cock." Projection Blain promised, even as the Coyotes head shook negatively without him even realizing it. "I want to keep my cock.. my nuts... my body... please... it's not so bad."

Blain continued shaking his head for a moment, but then a second later, there was a paw touching it, tugging his attention to the side. The grinning Rabbit from early stood there stroked his cheek, and a moment later, the lapine's cock was pressing at his lips. The Coyote's head had stopped shaking, as Tim looked down into his eyes. Slowly that head began to nod up and down, Tim chuckled softly as he stroked his cock over those furry lip's. Blain opened his muzzle to refuse, but the Rabbit slipped past his lips easily, smiling down at him, and then moaning softly. As the Coyotes lip's wrapped around that throbbing fucker, subconsciously giving into his own fear of castration.

"Mmm... Your mouth feels soooo good, Blainey..." The little Rabbit moaned gloatingly, huffing softly as Blains mouth began to suckle. "It's like a pillow in there! I can't believe you volunteered for so much, just because Jax decided to go total faggot cock sucker..." Tim panted softly, gripping that big predators head gently... holding the Coyotes head in place while forcing his throbbing length in and out.

This time, instead of growling, Blain turned his ears back submissively, and then started to suck. As the projection slowly merged with the Coyotes own body, the Coyote relaxed between the Horse cock in his rut and Rabbit in his mouth.

**

Slipping between Blain's legs, Lance smiled and opened his sac, making a tiny incision, before inserting a pair of small tubes and then using medical tape to seal the incision. A moment later, he pumped the golden fluid that they used in the DNA sequencers into the Coyote's scrotum, letting it fill slightly as the fluid would do its work. Once it was done, the lanky Coyote's nuts would produce a chemically distinct bitch hormone, keeping him soft and slender while not sacrificing any arousal, as castration normally would, though it had the same effect. Lance smiled warmly, waiting for the timer to count down, then draining the fluid before running it again. He knew that one process would do plenty of damage, but he needed Blain to be utterly consumed by his new lusts to keep things properly cemented in his mind.

Once he was done, the Tiger worked on the Canine's knot, removing it completely, and then started on his cock bone. Once it was out, he replaced it with a nice, soft plastic model, ensuring that internal sensations would be muted and there would be no discomfort from having his cock bent to the side--as often happen in rougher anal breedings.

After he was done, Lance smiled, sewing up the small cut in Blain's sac now that the chemicals had done their job, And then moved up the Coyote's muzzle, grinning and rubbing along his cheek before working his maw open and reaching for the tools. One by one, he started to work on Blain's teeth, laughing softly to himself as he replaced those sharp teeth with soft rubber. He loved how pretty a pacified smile was, pretty and so much safer after all...

**

Jax moaned softly as he was rolled over onto his back, panting while feeling those paws rubbing and stroking over his chest, teasing his nipples... making him moan. The processing had gone nice and deep, and he was moaning openly as he felt that big, thick prey-cock spear his backside. He whimpered in pleasure, then felt himself being rolled back, groaning as the Elk started to fuck him nice and deep. The big Polar Bear panting softly, his head rolling, looking for a cock with his muzzle as the Elk chuckled at him softly.

"C'mon, Jaxxy, don't be greedy... Blain has been working hard this week too..." Mr. Talvo chuckled, the big Bear had always admired his handsome supervisor.

'Blain?' Jax frowned for a moment, bothered by that name for a long moment. He didn't like Blain, after all the other predator was a real unpleasant kind of guy. But then, the big Bruins head rolled to the side, and for a moment, he was able to clearly see the Coyote sucking Horse cock. The second that he saw him, Jax knew for sure that he'd been pacified. It was like he could recognize it, sense it, and it made his cheeks burn slightly as he huffed softly, grunting quietly. "B-Blain?"

"Mhmm." The big Elk chuckled, rolling his hips as Jax started to focus more on the cock in his ass than the cock missing from his muzzle. "I was so proud of you boys... going in together... Getting done together... that sure put the other in the office at ease... Hah my pacified boys..." The sleek Elk chortled gloatingly, as a feeling of proud swept over the passive Bear.

Jax panted softly, looking over at Blain passively for a moment, watching as the Horse turned him around. He saw how much deeper into the pacification Blain had gone, and he suddenly felt a intense admiration for the Coyote. After all, Blain had been totally straight... but he had done this... done it to... to support Jax, hadn't he? Jax wasn't sure anymore, and his head swam as he enjoyed the fucking he was receiving.

From somewhere in the back of his head, he heard a tingling voice radiating through his mind. 'Pacified boys stick together.' It whispered into his mind, sending chills down his spine as that voice went on. 'Pacified boys love each other. They know how important it is to be friends... To not fight over the males they services...' Jax moaned softly, but after a moment, those words were sounding more and more like his thoughts, and a few moments after that, they were part of him utterly.

***

"So hot that you decided to become a cumdump..." The big handsome Horse moaned, Blain panting softly as he squirmed against the other's shaft. He'd been fucked a dozen times, but he couldn't shake the urge to do it again. Every time a load was dumped into his ass, he found himself eager for the next one. He was pretty sure he was orgasming--at least, his belly was soaked with his bitch-seed--but he seemed to have no cool down on his urges. Whatever refractory period had been there was completely gone, not that it was all that important to him at this point.

Blain moaned, as the smiling Horse slowly slid out of his backside, stuffing it with a thick plug to keep him from leaking. "You like your plug, don't you, Blain? And you love the feeling of prey-cum soaking up your guts, hmm?" The confused Coyote nodded, shivering and leaning up slightly, panting as he reached down to cradle his own nuts. They always felt hot since his pacification, which he supposed was why he couldn't stop begging for dick. He licked his lips slowly, looking up at the Horse with big, needy eyes. "One more?" He tried, making the Equine chuckle softly as he smacked that predators furry rump with one huge three fingered hand.

The handsome Horse laughed softly, plainly enjoying just how much the predator was wanting to get rutted. "C'mon, now, Blain. Don't be greedy. You need to learn how to share better, like Jax over there."

For a moment, Blain scowled--Jax got all the best cocks, the best loads, the hardest fucks--but a moment later, he felt so ashamed of his thoughts that his cheeks burned in embarrassment. He looked over at Jax, at where the Polar Bear was moaning and squirming with the Elk's dick up his ass, and turned his ears back submissively. After all, hadn't he convinced Jax to get pacified? He felt vaguely proud about that... that was... that seemed right, in his head. He had talked Jax into coming in... getting pacified... with him. They were... they were... here because of him.

The smirking Horse stroked over Blain's head gently, and the Coyote moaned softly. "Nnn..."

"You're brothers." The sexy Horse pointed out, something about that seemed wrong. "Your bitch brothers now. Created together, like a set. Have you thought about moving in together? You could get a bigger place with each other, have more guys over together, worry less about rent... You could cut your pay then to help the company. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" The sleek Equine asked, all of these statements making Blain shiver. However a moment later he nodded his head, swallowing hard as he nodded in agreement.

"Y-yeah... Yeah, I think... I would..." He murmured softly, strangely excited by the idea that had never accrued to him. The words that slid into his brain--the same words that Jax had merely felt were his thoughts--were burned into Blain's subconscious the moment they were transmitted, and he said them. "Pacified boys stick together..." The Coyote moaned softly, rubbing one of his nipples as the little Rabbit approached him.

Blain smiled, sliding down to his knees, then starting to worship the superior Lapin cock presented to him, reaching down to stroke his own purely out of habit and show. After all... the real pleasure was all in his mouth now, looking up into the smaller males eyes as he worshiped that throbbing cock. "You like the taste of that huh... I've got plenty of it to feed you. Going to have Daisy all filled up with it when you come by next week, so you can lick it out of her. While I pound a few dozen loads up your tail hole, she is going to love watching me dominate a sissy pred bitch like you."

*

Lance watched the computer read out smooth out, glad to see that the Coyote's resistance had broken at last. It would be much easier from here, once they started to give in it was like a cascade effect. Total surrender was only a matter of time, moving over he administered another injection. Now that the resistance was crumbling the drugs would help the new mental programming take full effect. Once that was done he moved over to check on Jax, delighted to see how well things were going there. He decided to let the two of them run in conjunction, it would been like they were in the same room. Watching each other... sharing males back and forth, but never able to get the others attention. Because each was just a mental projection in the others head, it wasn't a function that Lance got to use very often. It would make for some delightful recordings however, at one time only the Pacification techs got to watch those. However Lance had discovered a underground black market online, where these recordings were sold as interactive pornography. A way for normal furs to experience taboo things, without actually engaging in the things being done. The Tiger had been disgusted and upset by this at first, until he ran some tests and discovered that users of those recording got a tiny dose of pacification each time they watched this pornography. And since predators were most often the ones who bought these recordings, well Lance was all for that.

He had been running controlled experiments with a naughty predator friend of his, discovering that while the effect was very weak... repeated exposure did have a subconscious influence. At first it had only been detectable using the Centers computers, but as the recordings were experienced over and over. It began to change the viewers outlook, Lances predator friend had slowly changed over time. Moving slowly down the path inches at a time, the best part was the more he changed to more he wanted to enjoy his favorite Pacification recording. It seemed that the mental conditioning formed a powerful addiction, the more recordings like this that were experienced the more the watcher wanted. Until... well it hadn't happened yet, but Lance was sure that sooner or later his friend would come in for a personal session. The Tiger licked his lips, as he went back to working on Blain's physical changes. Thinking about his big Dragon friend, wondering just what he would ask for when he did finally come in to have work done. With a lick of his lips, he tugged out his phone, grinning to himself, then sending a quick text. 'Hey, killer. I've got two boys going under deep. You want to ride side saddle?' He laughed to himself, wondering if the Dragon would take him up on it. After all, being able to curate two male's complete degradation It wasn't offered often.