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Changes in Dixon: Slave Kitty's Experiment

Written by: TiranMaster

Panting in a horny daze, Kitty moaned as he felt his master pound his rear, the submissive tiger's ass getting filled up with so much meat he could hardly handle it. "God, it feels soooo good," he growled. The deep voice betrayed his otherwise weak role in the entire scenario, his mind completely set on getting dominated rather than doing the dominating. He could hear his master moaning in delight, his cock bobbing between his thighs between every pump.

The tiger purred deeply as his master repositioned them, his ass grinding right down on top of the other male's large cock, his prostrate getting pumped a few times as the large cock rammed into him. The room around them was dark, but even if it was bright as day there would be nothing more interesting to Kitten than his master, his ass feeling sore to an extent with how much master was attending to his needs. "How do you like this, Slave Kitty? Want more? Do you want me to fill you to the brim with my meat?" Master's familiar voice almost caused Kitty to cum, his master's everything turned him on, only he was able to get Kitten that excited.

"God, yes please, Master... I want you... please..." the tiger pleaded. Nothing more would have him interested than his master's complete and utter devotion to him, fucking nights away, getting plastered up against the wall... just the thought alone had him dripping with pre. They changed positions several times, yet Kitty could never quite get off, waiting for his master's command to cum... it was an eternity of building towards an orgasm that would blow Kitty away... but his master kept prolonging it, allowing the tiger to get more and more randy before finally master spoke once more.

"You really are the best pet a master can ask for," the voice chuckled. Kitty beamed as he turned towards his master, his entire body rigid with pleasure as he looked up at the familiar face of his wonderful master. Master Terry's face turned up into a big grin as he continued to fuck away at the tiger's ass...

***

Dixon jolted awake, his heart slamming against his chest as he grabbed at the sheets, his fur soaked with a cold sweat. "J... jesus..." he groaned. The memories of the dream only too clear for now as he remembered the sensations, how pure... how strong they'd been. His cock was also almost painfully hard, forming a very visible tent on his sheets. The tiger let out a long sigh as his body shuddered, his ass feeling oddly empty after the dream, but Dixon quickly shook his head of the thought. "Fuck... god damn it, why would I have that dream?" he grumbled. The memory of the dream was still very vivid, hell even his body felt exhausted as if he'd been actually participating in the act of sex with the mouse.

Truth be told though this wasn't the first time that Dixon had awoken with such a painful erection. The last few nights he'd woken up with quivering erections, his dreams of odd images that quickly faded, hell even now some of the more vivid memories were starting to vanish. The one thing that didn't immediately vanish from his thoughts though was the fact that he hadn't been acting like himself... instead it'd been like he had been another person completely... the strange thing about it though was that during the entire experience, he hadn't been able to shake off how good it had felt. Being Kitty...

Just the name alone seemed to raise up some odd sense of... pride? He couldn't quite place it, it was as if someone else were living inside of him, someone that wanted attention... That wasn't quite right though as he himself felt attached to the name... "Fuck... I shouldn't think so damn hard about a stupid dream..." he grunted. Rubbing away at his morning wood trying to kill off the erection, laying around in bed the tiger decided that he should get it done with now before he did anything else...

Leaning over the edge of his bed Dixon grabbed his box of dirty magazines. Starting up with some of his tamer ones, Dixon started to jerk it with some help of some lube in his dresser drawer, he switched from magazine to magazine as he attempted to get off, working up to his favorite mag before he realized with a frustrated growl that he was starting to get more flaccid than anything. "Damn it! Not again..." he groaned. This wasn't the first time he'd lost his erection through attempts to get off to girls, he'd attempted a few days back on some porn videos he'd been sent by a friend, but he'd only found that he couldn't get his dick up, instead he just found himself bored by the vids, thinking about watching other videos instead. After switching through all of his magazines Dixon just tossed the magazine aside and leaned back, rubbing his muzzle with a frustrated sigh.

After a while of laying there Dixon felt his thoughts turn back to the dreams, unbidden, but still there and as such he found himself hardening once more, a blush spreading under his fur as it happened. With that he decided the best course of action would be to cool down in a shower, at the very least that might help keep his cock soft... at least for a little while anyways. Soon enough the tiger was in his bathroom and turned on the cold water before hopping in, Dixon was relieved to get rid of the sweat from his fur, and cool down his demanding shaft.

The tiger sighed as he felt the cold water rush over his body and gave himself a few minutes alone so that he wouldn't pop another one suddenly, which in itself had happened a few times as well. Standing there he allowed himself a few moments to think about the dream, the clearest he'd had yet. He'd had several days with dreams that had bothered him before, but never one that stuck around as much as this one had. While some of the vaguer details had faded, the name Kitty becoming a distant memory, but the one thing that continued to stay in his mind was Terry's face.

Dixon vaguely remembered one day having a conversation with Terry in the bathroom a few weeks back, it was nothing too important, something about him returning the mouse's laptop... but after that the tiger had made an attempt to avoid the mouse. He wasn't sure why, but something about Terry now had him on edge... and he didn't know why. The mouse hadn't done anything to him that made him afraid or anything of the sort, but there was something in the tiger's mind that told him to just stay away from the mouse. Now that he'd had the dream with Terry... fucking him... he honestly wasn't sure what in the least could be going on in his own head.

Sliding his fingers through his fur, Dixon remembered the sensations of the mouse's body being so close... entering him like that... The tiger shuddered as he attempted to push it out of his mind, though nonetheless his cock bounced in excitement, the tiger just decided that he would leave it there, he had no need to remember it, and the sooner he forgot it the sooner he could move on. Sliding away from the thoughts he turned his attention back to his porn stash, he was curious why it wasn't interesting him as it had in the past... the only thing he might be able to pin it on would be that it had become stale, after all he had many of the magazines for quite a while. He chewed on his lip for a little bit before he nodded, he figured the solution would be to get some new ones...

Remembering that the mall had a sex shop with a pretty common influx of new pornos Dixon decided that it might be a good day to pop in for some. It was the weekend as well, and though it might be a bit crowded, generally Dixon was sly enough that he could be quick in and out of the mall with his magazines before anyone really got a look at him. Some part of Dixon told him that this wouldn't fix his entire problem, and honestly the tiger didn't quite believe so either, but he needed something to get that dream out of his head. With that he decided that he would snatch some new magazines up, and Dixon was soon enough drying off and getting ready to head out.

***

The mall was busy, after all it was a Saturday, everyone was walking around checking out the stores, grabbing some lunch from the food court. Dixon arrived thirty minutes after his shower, for the most part everything about his dreams had ebbed away from his thoughts. The tiger's arrival was underwhelming to say the least, most days he would storm in and try to grab everyone's attention with his show stopping personality, but on his way to the adult store he had no intention of getting everyone's eyes on him. Slipping into the mall he set his focus as he rushed towards the store, trying his best to seem inconspicuous.

Making his way through the mall he saw a few familiar faces, several of them from around their local college, he did his bit to avoid their gazes as he had no intention of getting caught up in conversation, after all he was still aggravatingly pent up. Everything was fine... until he saw Terry. The tiger shouldn't have been so shocked to see him, after all it wasn't as if Terry really had anything to do with Dixon, but that dream came right back to the front of his mind as he saw the mouse walking. He should've just kept on walking, trying to avoid the mouse as best as he could, but the dream was in the forefront of his thoughts as he gazed at the nerdy mouse.

For a few moments Terry was walking in Dixon's direction without taking notice of the tiger, but after a second he noticed the frozen tiger, his face taking on an odd expression before he started towards the tiger. For a moment Dixon tried to will his legs to move away, just walking on and acting like he hadn't seen the mouse... but he stood stock still as Terry walked up to him with a friendly smile. "Dixon, nice to see you. How are you doing?"

Dixon's mouth went dry as he attempted to answer, it should be easy, just give him a quick answer... The mouse waited for an answer, that same bemused expression on his face as he stood before the tiger, honestly the mouse's face was pissing off Dixon. There was nothing to be done though as Dixon's mind seemed to have lost all will to punch out the mouse, so as it stood he finally gathered up his wits and managed a few words. "I... I'm uh... doing well," he grumbled.

"That's good. What are you doing here?" Terry asked. The question was well intentioned enough and as such it shouldn't have made Dixon nervous, but with the dream bouncing around in Dixon's head he felt extremely on edge with the mouse asking. The tiger's shoulders squared up as he imagined how guilty he looked, his heart pounding a rhythm in his chest.

The tiger licked his lips as he tried to regain the small ground that he'd gained earlier to speak. "I... I uh... gotta get some things," he vaguely answered. Dixon's answer infuriated him, he just needed to walk on and ignore Terry, after all it's not like the dream was real. "Sorry, I gotta go," he suddenly grunted.

Though the tiger started to walk on he was only too aware of the mouse's eyes on him, as if his body was tuned to everything Terry did. "It's a shame you have to go. I hope you can find what you're looking for, kitty," the mouse said. Dixon's steps tripped up for a moment, but he continued on without comprehending the mouse's words, just wanting to get away from the odd mouse.

Soon enough Dixon was walking into the adult shop, but his mind was deep in thought as he stepped inside, the cashier of the store glancing over at him briefly before continuing to ring up the customer. The tiger wandered towards the pornos as he continued to think on seeing Terry.

This shouldn't be affecting me like this... I mean, hell, he's just some nobody from the college. I barely know him... but... that dream... I'm straight, I mean I've jerked it to plenty of ladies, so... I guess I just... maybe... I'm thinking too hard about this...

"Hello sir. Do you need any assistance?"

It's probably just because of me eating food late last night. I've heard things about people having nightmares because of eating pizza shortly before bed, but... I didn't have pizza last night. Well nonetheless, I shouldn't get so hung up, it's not like I see Terry every day anyways. I barely see the nerd, he's just some tiny punk that goes to the same college as me.

"Good choice. That's one of our more popular models. Are you interested in anything else? We're having a special on collars."

Maybe I should talk to one of the college counselors about this. I'm sure there are plenty of guys who've gone through things like this, I bet it's just stress. Though... why did I act like someone else? I'm usually a pretty big guy when I'm in bed! So... acting like that... that's not normal...

"We also offer tags to go along with the collar. Do you see a name you like?"

What was that name anyways? I can't even remember... but Terry in the dream was calling me it... and... I was thinking about myself in that name? Damn it... I... I just need to push this aside. I'll just get over it, after all I'm getting some hot ass mags!

"Thank you for your purchases, sir. We hope you will enjoy them."

The tiger blinked a few times, wait... what?! Dixon realized with a shudder that he was finishing paying for something, but he hardly remembered looking at any magazines. "W... what?" he grunted. It was a bit too late to be questioning it as he was already walking out of the store with the black bag in hand. For a few moments he stood stock still, not quite sure about what had happened. He finally decided to turn his gaze downwards as he looked into the bag in his hand.

Having gone into the store with all intentions to get a porn magazine Dixon felt his heart stop as he saw what was in the bag. A rather large dildo and a collar lying in the bag, things that he hadn't even contemplated getting when going in. The tiger's eyes started to blur over as he looked at them, there was a no return policy at the sex shop, so it wasn't as if he could turn around and return them. The tiger's eyes slowly moved back up as he realized that people were walking around him still and he suddenly had a gaping feeling of nakedness, his bag's contents not exactly hard to see if one were to peek inside, so without another thought Dixon started to run blindly towards the exit, thoughts racing as he got out of there as soon as he could.

***

Returning home Dixon felt like his face was burning up with embarrassment, his mind not faring much better as he marched into his room and tossed the bag onto the floor and collapsed onto his bed. "What the fuck was I thinking?!" he yelled. The tiger's face was blazing red under his fur as he glared at the collar laying half sprawled out of the bag on the floor. "Holy crap, what if someone saw me with that?" he breathed.

There was a lot that the jock could blow off, but buying such gay shit... he should just die right there... "Oh my god..." he moaned. Slipping his head into his hands, Dixon sat there on his bed in blissful darkness, embracing the emptiness as he couldn't stand to even think about it. It must've been from the dreams... it fucked with my head... I would never get a dildo like that in public. Maybe I should go dump it all in the dumpster outside after dark... What if that cashier knew me? I can't even remember who it was, oh my god, what if it was a guy from college?! Dixon's thoughts were racing as he sat there, his breaths coming in short bursts as he tried to recall the face of the cashier, but he just couldn't, he could hardly remember anything after he entered.

Slouching on the bed he finally opened up his hands a bit and allowed his eyes to sit upon the collar, still hanging out of the bag like a discarded piece of trash. Looking at it for a few long moments Dixon had an odd echoing thought about how he'd look with it on... it's not like he'd be keeping it anyways... "No... it's fucking weird," he grunted to himself. The tiger's eyes didn't leave it though, it was a rather handsome little collar actually... it was solid black with a simple silver tag on it. At least he hadn't grabbed a frilly one... and honestly it probably wouldn't look that bad against his fur...

"I... guess... just once won't hurt," he muttered to himself. Dixon clambered to his feet and walked across the room before picking up the collar. Looking at the tag he saw the name Kitty standing out on the tag, his cheeks burning up again as his heart pounded against his chest. "This is... stupid," he mumbled to himself. That still didn't stop him though as he finally slid the collar around his throat, his cock throbbing in his pants as he felt the piece of fabric slide around his throat.

Walking in front of a mirror in his room Dixon looked at the collar which seemed to fit perfectly around his throat. It stood sharp against the orange of his fur and looked at home with the black stripes. He hesitantly slid his fingers around it, arranging it better so that the tag would stand in front, clinking a bit against the hoop that held it on the collar. "I... I guess it's not so bad..." he chuckled. Dixon turned a bit in the mirror, admiring it from all sides as he realized that his shirt was covering it up. The tiger decided to pull it off, thinking it would look that much better with more surface area to stand out against.

Now shirtless Dixon could see his muscled body along with the collar, and he had to admit that it actually fit him really well. In fact, part of him wanted to see all of himself with the collar. It wouldn't hurt to strip down, now would it? This is weird, I should get my shirt back on and toss this collar in the trash._His thoughts were fleeting as he slid his pants and boxers down his ankles and kicked them off. Completely naked, he grinned like a fool as he flexed in the mirror a few times, admiring how sexy the collar really looked with his toned body. _Man, that looks hot...

Walking back across the room nude, his hand brushed against the collar as his eyes turned to the bag sitting on the floor. His embarrassment returned as the dream came back to mind. It had felt so good in the dream... would it be the same in reality? It wasn't like anyone was there to watch him do anything... and he was already wearing the collar after all. "I... I suppose I can try it once... and then throw all this shit away afterwards," he commented to himself.

Dixon leaned down and picked up the dildo, a large tan shaft that could make some dildo enthusiasts wince in pain at the thought of the toy up their ass. He shivered slightly as he held it in hand, his breaths coming short as he walked over to his bedside and pulled out his bottle of lube and squirted some onto his hands. He usually used it for his own jerking, so he was a bit numb as he rubbed his slick palms down the shaft of the dildo. His own cock began pulsing with need as he thought about putting the piece of silicone up in his rear. I can still stop, just stop... put it away, stop it now.

The tiger set the toy on the floor and glanced at it for a long time,his ass twitching with need and desire as he imagined being filled like in that dream. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he breathed. Stepping around the toy he looked at it from a few directions, noting the extremely mushroom shaped tip of the toy, his heart in his throat as he slowly got down on his haunches and bent over the shaft.

For a few moments Dixon sat there thinking that he'd call it all off in a moment... but he finally got down on it after the last of his hesitation gave way. The tiger shivered as he felt the cold gel press up against his cheeks and felt the toy start to penetrate him, his body tensing at the sensation of something brushing against his ass before he started to push down. He used his free hand to brace his body as his other hand went to his erect cock.

The tiger winced as he went down on the cock shaped object. Thankfully it continued to stand as he started to push down, his ass starting to feel pain as the muscles his anus were penetrated. "F... fuck!" he gasped. Dixon bounced off of the dildo, his ass smarting from the initial sensation, and at that point he was done... but his eyes stayed glued to the piece as his cock was far more close to cumming than he'd been in the past few weeks. "Just... just get it done with," he whispered to himself.

Dixon got back into position and bit his lip before he started pushing his ass onto it once again. The pain returned in all of its agonizing moments, but Dixon didn't stop, the cat curling his tail up as he started to press it down further up into his rear, a moan escaping his lips as he felt it entering deep into him, the pain starting to fade into an odd pleasure "G... god... I didn't think... holy shit," he moaned.

The tiger winced as he pulled up a bit, the dildo firmly planted between his cheeks lifted up as well. "Pheeeew... just... gotta do it more," he whimpered. Dixon started to ride the phallus down further and grunted as he hit his prostate for the first time, a mind numbing spurt of cum came out of his cock at the sensation. "God!" he grunted. It wasn't a full orgasm by any means, but it was the first sensation of release he'd felt for a while, and Dixon knew he needed it now.

With some moving he started to push up and down on the dildo, moaning as he felt his prostate get massaged, the tiger's cock moving up and down his wet shaft as he felt an orgasm building up. "Yes... yes... yes," he breathed. The collar's tag bumped into his chest a few times as he worked himself up into a motion, his lips mouthing words as he got further and further into the joy of the moment. Some part of his brain was ecstatic by this entire situation, so happy that the tiger was giving into this new need, fulfilling a desire that had been planted into his mind.

Dixon came closer and closer as he plowed his ass into the shaft, no lingering hesitation in his motions as his cock demanded satisfaction, his mind screaming for him to hit that sweet spot one more time... Finally Dixon hit his prostate just right and a roar ripped through him as he came, his cum flying out and all over his chest in several spurts, the white juices spraying his fur and staining his fur. Dixon let out a long and drawn out moan as he pulled out the dildo from his ass causing his cock to spew a few more times as he did so.

The tiger slowly stood up, his ass loose and his cock dripping as he stumbled over to his bed. Dixon's mind was completely numb from the afterglow as he fell down... and promptly fell asleep.

***

"Oh my god, that was so hot..." Terry leaned back in his chair, the mouse's chest covered in cum as he finished getting off after seeing Dixon's performance. He was very happy that Kitty had set up the hidden cameras in the room for him, and even more that he'd been capable of "convincing" Dixon to try anal. The entire process had taken a few meetings with Dixon at college that the tiger didn't remember, but it had all gone according to plan so far.

Seeing the tiger struggle with his 'choice' was fun, and to see him finally give in was a pleasure to say the least. Wiping some of the juices off of his chest he let out a long sigh of relief before he finally sat up. "Well then, I guess we should prepare to move on to the next phase..."