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Ari walked around his classroom doing his best to properly supervise his students as they tried to complete their History test. The problem was, he himself was having a hard time concentrating on his task.

His gaze kept sweeping back to the girl in the front row, just off to the left when he was standing in front of the room. The girl was the first human female he had allowed himself to come in contact with after finding himself lusting after them five years ago.

After her first misbehavior in his class several weeks ago, he took the pleasure of punishing her a little too hard for her infractions; doodling on her notebook instead of paying attention, and removing her shoes in class.

He discovered at that time that she was not actually a nine year old girl trying to get an education, but a very small woman, extremely underdeveloped by either natural or artificial means. He asked her to stay after class the next day also, at which time he had her strip down for him again so he could enjoy the sight of the bruises he had left and relieve himself in the smoothness of her furless, hairless skin.

Afterward, he explained to her the problem they faced; some of the kids were savvy enough to know the meaning of the smells her body was producing.

He gave her one more chance to get dressed and run, leaving the school, never to return before presenting her other option; allow him to administer a regimen of drugs that would block key adult hormones from being produced and replacement hormones that would train her body to produce a more juvenile mix naturally, and possibly permanently.

He once again tried to not stare at the body that seemed to look even softer and more vulnerable than before. It was a difficult thing to do, as after a month of lackluster to failing academic achievement, she was now wearing a one piece denim jumper that he would have loved to see on any child and the same easy to remove shoes that she'd worn that first day of school.

He turned the corner into the isle beside her desk just in time to see her casually flip the sandals off her feet and quickly, but silently, stalked up the isle to grab them just before she had the chance to get her feet back into them. He allowed himself a smug smile at her genuine surprise at his sudden appearance beside her with her shoes dangling from his black furred paw.

Ten minutes later, ten wonderful minutes watching his now chemically preteen paintoy shake and sweat, he called "time" for the test. After collecting the papers, he called the barefoot miscreant to the front of the class.

As she approached, he smelled nothing but fear and anticipation on her, a mix that he loved because this time, it would be nothing but pain and humiliation for her. Nothing sexual, nothing pleasurable, just suffering.

"Class, it seems that Gina here is of the mind that she shouldn't have to wear the proper garb to class. Nor, it seems, does she feel the need to take tests, as there is barely any writing on her paper besides her name.

"Now, first things first. Who here thinks that if you're not wearing shoes, you shouldn't be wearing shirts and shorts either?"

He smiled as the whole class raised their paws "I think so too. Gina? You're being so kind to show us your bare feet, let's see what that jumper is hiding. Yes, I'm serious."

Obviously, the tiny woman was planning on failing at least one year to stay in his class and he hoped that her inevitable discovery over the summer, if not before, that her classmates spend as much as their lives as possible naked wouldn't lessen her embarrassment of being naked by them.

He pushed that aside and let himself enjoy the sight of a very red-faced Gina pull her one-piece down off of pale shoulders, whimpering as the air hit bare nipples. She paused when it became time to push the denim off her hips and Ari found his erection growing past his own waistband at the sight of her tears of shame.

His voice was husky with lustful growl when he spoke "No shoes, no socks, no bra, I'm not seeing anything but denim from here. I'm sure you don't want the added punishment that not showing the class yourself will bring."

Gina burst into tears and tried to use her hands to retain some modesty as her jumper fell to the floor, but her teacher was holding her test paper and a pencil out to her and she knew she had better take them.

"Now, as bad as your grades already are, I'd hate to see you fail this test, so I'll give you a chance to pass it, with the help of your classmates. Now, let me look at all the papers, separate out the ones that...good, it seems that everybody got number one right, so I'll pick one at random. Trisha! So, go ask Trisha what you'll need to do to get her to give you the answer. Go on!"

Ari enjoyed the sight of the bare bottom tentatively swaying down the room to stand in front of a very smug raccoon

"Um...Trisha?..."

She jumped at her teacher's voice "Show some respect, Gina. After all, you are asking her for a favor."

He was treated to full view of her belly and slit when she turned fully to him in confusion.

"Try 'Miss Trisha'."

Impossible as it may have seemed, Gina deflated a little bit more as she turned back to the black masked face "Um...Miss Trisha? May I have the answer to number one?"

The raccoon gave an evil smile "Maybe. But only if you beg. Like a dog!"

Trisha flashed a sudden worried look toward Mr. Kraemer, but his lustful smile assured her that she hadn't crossed any lines. Truth be told, she was one that he knew would have been smelling Gina's adulthood. He was sure that she'd learned about sex early and probably knew everything that was going on between her teacher and the newest student, but as raccoons had kept their promiscuous nature on the way to sentience, she wouldn't see it as anything to talk about.

He enjoyed the spectacle of Trisha eliciting whines and barks from the naked Gina for at least a minute before indicating that the latter should be let off the hook, which the former did with demeaning praise.

Gina was called back to the front of the room where Ari pulled a "random" paper from those who had answered number two right.

Gina didn't think she'd ever cried so much as her fellow students demanded hugs, jumping jacks, multiple renditions of "I'm a Little Teapot" and anything else that their young minds could think of to make the naked girl pay for the answers she needed to pass the test.

Mr. Kraemer looked on with delight as his toy was humiliated by her classmates, then when all was said and done, went about business as usual for the last two hours of class. Of course he called Gina up to the board a little too often, but she was at the bottom of the class, so he had to make sure she understood. He also made sure to not notice when the next student called decide to reach out a hand to feel her smooth skin. After all, she was the first human that a lot of the students had ever seen!

It actually came as a bit of a disappointment when the final bell rang and her public humiliation had come to an end, but after he made sure that everyone else was out of the building, disappointment was quickly replaced by the anticipation of better things to come.

"First things first, little girl. Do your thing with this!"

Ari had wasted no time shucking his own clothes and his physical state left no doubt as to what "this" referred to. Gina immediately dropped to her knees and got to work.

Ari moaned and growled as her warm mouth engulfed his neglected shaft, directing her to do what most satisfied him. He would let her be in control for a while, then unexpectedly grab her head and shove himself into the back of her throat, causing her to choke and gag, before letting up and giving her control back. He thought it a bit of a shame that she would never be able to deepthroat him, but he had decided he would definitely be burying his bone in her backside, even if it meant dooming her to a life with a rosebud, or even fully prolapsed anus. And on that thought...

"Gina, stop for a moment." He helped her up onto his lap, every contact seeming to make her shiver and moan "Your whole body is tingly, is it?"

She grinned and nodded her head

"Gina, I'm giving you one more chance to walk away from this. I have, in my top drawer, a cold half-quart enema and two chemicals. One will be injected into your colon before the enema. It will help your colon stay intact while I rape you later. The end result will be a permanent straightening and stretching of it that I will continue to take advantage of. The second is suspended in a lubricant that will soak into your rectal muscles and will cause them to clamp down and not release for at least a half an hour, after which time they will go completely slack and stay that way for another thirty hours or so, giving me the opportunity to stretch them out tonight and tomorrow night. You will probably be left with a permanent gape and/or rosebud that will require the wearing of a diaper until you learn when to run for the bathroom.

"Also, I have a series of injections that will have to go directly into your ovaries and sponges that will be placed between your labia before they are sewn shut. A catheter will have to be inserted that you will wear for a week before you are opened up, it's allowed to breath for a few hours, then the next sponge will be inserted and the next injections given. Basically, by the end of the month, your body will have sexually regressed to a state where these tingly sensations will be the closest thing you will ever feel to sexual arousal.

"Knowing this, you can either get dressed and leave, or go back to work earning what will likely be the most painful evening you've ever experienced."

Gina didn't appear to even give it a thought as she slid off of his lap and started to kneel. He caught her by the chin and indicated that she should turn around and bend over. Opening the drawer, he pulled out the tube of lube and generously coated the thick nozzle of the enema bag. He had been told that he could use it sparingly, but more usually meant longer suffering before the muscles gave up and a longer time of recovery afterward. Next, he pushed the tip of a large tube inside her tight pucker and emptied it inside her. Her squeal of surprise at the quick entry was followed by a shivering chuckle. She was panting heavily when he shoved the nozzle of the enema bag inside her and started slowly squeezing the cool liquid out. Her cries and pleas proved that the cramping had started immediately, so he made sure to work slowly, filling her more and more between spasms. It was actually a bit difficult to pull the overly lubricated nozzle out and her sphincter snapped shut immediately behind it.

Ari pulled the sobbing girl close and gave her a loving kiss before licking her salty sweet tears away. He then allowed her to return to her task and she was once again almost immediately bathed in dog cum.

Watching her walk to the bathroom was an even better treat than before as she seemed to have to learn to walk all over again in her current state. He also had decided that he wasn't going to let her off so easily, he would make her walk around the grounds for, oh, a half an hour or so before she would be allowed to clean off.

Not only did he make her walk, but he had her do a circuit of the fitness trail, her belly protesting as she did jumping jacks, situps and leg lifts. He even made her hang upside down on the monkey bars, laughing at her embarrassment as her belly grumbled and she let loose with a loud belch. The whole ordeal took over forty five minutes and he was starting to worry about his overuse of the special lube when she finally let loose with a wail of shame. Her body seemed to eject the contents of her entire colon all at once and he guided the crying girl back to the classrooms, watching her walk like she was still pooping.

Ari took special care in cleaning her, allowing himself to touch her in all the ways that pleased them both greatly. He had to admit that she did seem to be enjoying the less desperate juvenile sensations more than she appreciated the intense adult sexual stimulation, so he would be able to go forth with her regression without guilt.

He guided her into the classroom and toward his own desk, still laughing at her strange gait, and pulled his special paddle out of the cabinet.

He had been looking at it in online stores for years and ordered it the day after their "first date." It was designed to be a more practical implement than the normal cane, but was quickly banned from school use when it was found to be far too effective.

Carbon fiber rods made up the handle of the nine inch long, two inch wide paddle. They fanned out and traveled it's length, their purpose to multiply and transfer the energy of a simple flick of the wrist. They were encased by layers of materials going from reactive at the core to rigid on the surface to deliver maximum impact and sting with every stroke. The outer layers were also microscopically porous in order to release the air cushion effectively without creating the bleeding blisters that conventional drilled paddles can create.

Ari brandished his weapon triumphantly and, with a coy grin, gave it a quick flick against his own thigh.

He didn't think he yelped, but it definitely took a few seconds for his sight to return. The pain was unbelievable! He could swear that he had felt the impact clear down to the bone and it stung so badly that he was having trouble putting weight on that leg. Reaching a hand down, he marveled at the heat radiating from his fur.

He finally looked up at the tiny, smooth skinned Gina and his erection grew quickly to it's full, throbbing length and girth. She had started to cry again at his reaction to that single smack and her fear scent had his whole body tingling. He could feel each individual strand of fur on his body and he licked his muzzle as the sensory overload sent waves of pleasurable tastes up and down his tongue. He floated over to his victim, sat down in his chair and pulled her over his lap. Both shivered uncontrollably, her in cold fear and him in anticipation. His thigh still burned and throbbed from that single smack and he planned on giving the oh so soft and smooth bare bottom that his hand was currently caressing a full twenty. Would he actually be able to? He didn't know, but he was about to find out.

He enjoyed the feel of the muscles in that tiny posterior try and fail to clench before pulling her cheeks apart and rubbing a finger around her gaping anus. "Soon, very soon!" he rasped lustfully at the inviting hole. Collecting her hands in his left paw and picking up the paddle in his right, he smiled wide "Gina? I love you!"

His wrist barely moved and the paddle crashed down square on the crease where buttock met thigh. The minimal effort was rewarded by a piercing scream that seemed like it would never crescendo. Louder and higher it grew until the owner of the voice was forced to take a fresh breath. That seemed to make it hurt even more as she now screamed and begged him to make it stop.

As fun as it was to hear her scream, his attention was focused just above the kicking legs, where he had managed to knock all color out of her skin, only to have it gradually return in black and blue. He flicked his wrist again and enjoyed the spectacle all over again just below the first strike. Her legs were kicking too wildly for him to try to go lower, so he landed two more in quick succession further up her buttocks.

He let her cry and beg while he set the paddle down on her back and felt the heat of her skin. It was exquisite! His own leg throbbed in sympathy, reminding him all too well just what she must be feeling and his grin was feral lust as he picked the paddle up and landed two more right where the first had landed. Again, it seemed to knock the bruise right out for a moment before the shock waves settled and darkness returned to the skin.

Shock waves. He hadn't even noticed them before! He landed another perfect smack lower on her thighs and was disappointed by the skin movement, so he returned to her buttocks to enjoy the sight of her skin running away from the impacts, only to shakingly return for another strike.

After three more smacks on the tortured bottom, Ari realized that Gina was no longer responding to them, but simply howling her pain red faced and not realizing she was still being paddled. Reluctantly, he set the paddle aside and pulled the hyperventilating girl into a sitting position where he rocked her and licked up her delicious tears.

"Mr. Kraemer? Please don't ever use that paddle on me again! Please? It hurts so bad!"

He smiled back at her still sobbing face "Truth be told, I'm more than a little disappointed at how quickly your paddling ended this time, so I'll at least go so far as promising that I'll be using it sparingly. It does, however, come with a guarantee that will absolutely be used again!"

Gina yelped and cried anew as he stood up to lay her on his desk. He made sure to lay her immediately on her back without making her sit first. It was tempting to make her sit on her bruised bottom, but he decided that she would be doing that enough the next few days.

He poured a generous amount of a thin lube over his member and aimed for the gape between those wonderful bruises. She was tight, but sliding the first three inches in was almost effortless. At least it was for him; by her screams, his victim didn't seem to find it so.

He let her finish with the first round of "no, no!" and "take it out, please, take it out" before starting to wiggle and push. She still screamed, but not nearly as desperately, and her voice seemed to take on a quality of lust. Moaning and panting, he could tell that her body was a little more than tingly. She wasn't trying to encourage him on, but she wasn't screaming for him to stop either.

He continued to wiggle and push, and was pleased to see that he was mostly in. He pulled all the way out and thrust back in to see if that would help her body adapt, then did it again and again just to see her nether hole try to close and be stretched back wide. He was like a kid with a new toy, stopping just short of giggling at the effects he was having on her and her body. Watching his girth slide in and out, he almost wondered why her hips didn't expand and contract to accommodate it!

After a long time of wiggling and sliding in and out, he noticed that he had gotten himself up to the hilt, just in time, really, because his knot was beginning to grow. A part of him realized how risky it was to let it grow inside her, but the rest really couldn't care less. He had planned on taking her to a nearby pack's healer, the one that had obtained the hormone treatments for him, anyway.

His slow pistoning turned quickly to desperate thrusts as her vocalizations proved that he was stretching her past her limit. Again, once he was fully inflated, it was a matter of seconds before he started filling her insides with his seed. He was just coming down from the euphoria of it when a loud belch from Gina made him realize that between his large member and what he had ejaculated into her, she was nearly as full as when he had filled her with the enema!

He happily turned to comforting the poor girl, licking her tears, petting her head, whispering loving praise in her ears. He was pretty sure that this was her favorite part of the whole ordeal, being completely spent and helpless while her tormenter made her feel loved and appreciated. He let her enjoy just being comfortable for a while before deciding to carry her to the showers, where it would be easier to clean up the mess, before he deflated.