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"That's it. Let it all out."

The life of a therapist wasn't as easy as some people made it out to be. It was true that there were those therapists who took money in hand over fist and didn't have any scars to show for it, but on the average, there was a great deal of stress in the daily life of anyone working in the fields of mental health.

There were also people who allowed their personal darkness to invade their work.

"I j-just don't get it...s-she left me for n-no reason!"

Snot was dripping down and tears were simply flowing from the face of Kevin, a red fox who was just starting his therapy sessions. He'd only been going for three weeks, but already, each week was the same topic, and his therapist, Mina Ling, was beginning to tire of hearing about her, even if she couldn't voice it.

The Siamese kitten was sitting with her legs crossed and her eyes cast down upon a clipboard, though she was only pretending to write on the piece of paper that it held. Her patience with the male and his admittedly pathetic nature was wearing thin, as three weeks of sessions didn't seem to be bringing any progress, making it clear that he wasn't taking her suggestions to heart.

"Love is a complicated thing, Kevin. It doesn't always make sense, and the same acts of passion that make people fall in love can interfere with the relationship that they already have. If there was a stronger flame in her heart for someone else, and you were only dating for a short while, it's for the best to let her explore that aspect of your life, and focus on yourself. Real happiness has to come from within, before you can share it with someone else."

"But h-how can I be happy without her?! She was the only reason I was h-happy!"

Sniffles broke into every word that Kevin uttered, giving his voice a choppy and grinding feeling. Thankfully, Mina was a professional in her field, and she didn't allow her frustration with her client to show through.

Another one of these types of guys, she thought, as she paused the pen in her paw and held it still against the clipboard. Usually just come in here and cry for an hour until they find another girl to satisfy their need for positive reinforcement and then they're on their way, but this guy...he might be perfect.

"So you're telling me that you were never happy before you two started dating?"

"Well, I... of course I was, but...she made me so much happier! I never trusted anyone the way that I trusted her."

Mina adjusted her glasses, letting their thin, wired frame sit a little further down the bridge of her muzzle. "I'm sorry, Kevin, but I don't think your lifelong friends would appreciate that. I certainly don't think your family would appreciate that."

"Oh, fuck them," Kevin groaned, waving a paw dismissively before he grabbed another tissue from the box on the small table between them. "All they ever do is tell me to 'man up' and get over it, like they know what I'm going through."

"Perhaps they do know," Mina suggested, "And perhaps, their advice isn't so bad. Sometimes it's a good idea after a break-up with an attractive young lady to go out and be as manly as you can be. Reasserting yourself and taking charge of your life just might be the thing it takes to get your life back and track, and get you over this failed relationship."

Kevin wasn't aware of the fact that Mina's statement was actually a test, and the answer that he gave was going to determine a lot more than if Mina simply coasted her way through the next couple of weeks.

With a quiet sigh, he rested his cheek in an open palm and cast his gaze at the floor. "Without her in my life, I really don't feel like much of a man anymore."

Mina actually had to lift the clipboard up just slightly. Her formerly thinned lips were growing slowly into a satisfied, cocky grin, and she couldn't wipe it from her muzzle, no matter how hard she tried. "Don't you think that's a mild exaggeration, Kevin?"

"Not really. It's like I'm less of a man without her."

If not for the fact that she was sitting squarely upon it, Mina was sure that her tail would be stuck out straight as the handle of a broom. "Really? That's quite an interesting thought, Kevin...but the good news is that I think I might be able to help you."

Kevin let out a chuckle through one of his sniffles. "W-well, yeah. That's kinda what I'm here for."

"You need to learn to think more like a woman," Mina explained. "Understand how women feel, and appreciate how the female mind is wired just a little bit differently than the male mind. I think it could really help you deal with your feelings of resentment for your current situation."

"I...uh..." Kevin paused, tilting his head just slightly as he looked up from the floor. "I don't get it, honestly."

Sitting back in a large, deep love seat, wearing what could be called an excuse of an outfit in the form of loose gym shorts and a dirty, formerly white t-shirt, Kevin wasn't much to look at, at least, in his current state, but his facial features were soft enough to appear kind to anyone, and his eyes carried a sparkling emerald hue that was no doubt his most alluring feature.

All told, he wasn't exactly the manliest man to begin with, and as Mina bit down on the dull side of her pen, she could already envision her new project coming to life.

"By the end of this session, I'm sure you'll know exactly what I'm talking about...and if not, I know you're paid through until the end of the month. We've got plenty of time to figure this out."

Though he was running on fumes, Kevin had just enough hope left to give his therapist a chance, before he went straight into a downward spiral. "Well...how am I supposed to learn to think like a woman?"

Mina set her clipboard down on the coffee table and brushed her skirt forth as she stood up, making sure that the thin, clinging fabric stayed in place at her knee to preserve her modesty. "If you allow a woman to be the gatekeeper to your happiness, you need to be willing to give her whatever she wants. Your presence as a man is less important than your duty to fulfilling her desires, and that can mean any number of different things. Physically, emotionally, socially, and even sexually, you need to be able to bend yourself in ways that you never imagined possible before."

The red fox gazed up slowly as Mina stood up from her sofa and stepped over to the short end table to her right side. Her tail, long and thin as it was, stuck out long and straight enough to give Kevin just a quick flash of the white cotton between her thighs, matching perfectly with the overly professional short sleeved top she chose for the day. "B-but...I did everything I could to make her happy," Kevin replied, his voice stammering once again, but this time, it was for an entirely different reason, and despite the bright, red fur upon his cheeks, a warmth caused them to burn that much brighter.

"By the sounds of it, you two weren't intimate very often," Mina reminded him. "If that's the case, perhaps she had a particular sexual need that you weren't meeting. Did she ever make you feel...inadequate?"

Mina flashed back a daring gaze as she asked the question, knowing that Kevin was gazing upon her panties as if he was going to get away with it. The vulpine stiffened up against his love seat and gulped, but Mina didn't appear offended or frustrated; rather, she was grinning just enough to show off a sharp, devious fang, and a playful glimmer in the pit of her pale, blue eyes.

"I...I mean...s-she didn't ever say that?"

"Perhaps she was just trying to spare your feelings," Mina suggested. "That's not entirely fair to you, but if you want a long and happy relationship, you need to learn to become receptive to the needs of your partner, and to read between the lines. No matter how long you date, they'll always be there...right now, for example: I can see it in your eyes that you think I'm up to something."

"W-well...-

"Granted, I'm making it painfully obvious, but that's all part of the plan, really. I assure you, my methods are tested, Kevin. This will work."

Kevin tilted his head just a little bit as Mina finally turned back to fully face the vulpine, though she kept her paws behind her back. "I...I trust you," Kevin hesitated to answer, though even when he did, his voice was weak with doubt. "What exactly do I have to do?"

"Take off your pants."

"I. Uhm. What?"

"Take off your pants, and bend over the arm of the love seat."

Gulping and giving one of his long, pointed ears a tug to make sure that he was hearing things properly, Kevin wasn't sure that he wanted to listen to his therapist, despite how gorgeous she was, and the fact that she didn't seem to be giving him a choice.

It was his doubt in himself that caused him to give in, however, and Mina took direct note of it as she brought her arms around to the front, brandishing a small harness, attached to a long, thick dildo.

"Subservience is a trait that all women look for, Kevin. It may not appear in the ways that you think, but they love for men to have the illusion of control, while they pull all of the strings in the background," she continued her explanation, as Kevin began to slide his loose, comfy shorts away from his body. Without so much as an order, he pulled his boxers away, as well, knowing that they would just be an unwelcome obstacle. "With this lesson, you'll come to better understand your place in the greater scheme of things."

Naturally, Kevin was more confused than he was reassured as he stood up from the couch and tossed his dirty t-shirt from his head. His face was twisted up with the idea that his therapist wouldn't do anything to harm him or lie to him, but all the same, he had to question her motives as he slowly stepped around to the side of the love seat and braced his arms upon it.

"I...I guess I just don't quite get it."

"I know that you don't," Mina pointed out. "That's part of your problem in the first place. You don't think enough like a woman. You don't feel enough like a woman. This experience should help you to change all of that."

Obviously, no ordinary therapist would keep a bottle of lubrication in the drawer next to her loveseat, but Mina carried exactly that item across the room with her, as she stood behind Kevin and gripped the base of his tail. A quick yank exposed his tight, nervous pucker and the back of his sack, and Mina abused her position of authority entirely as she shameless stared upon the latter, wishing that they might have a slightly different relationship, all told.

Shivering as he felt long, cold strands of lube pouring down onto his otherwise warm tailhole, Kevin gazed back at his therapist and admired the show as she set down the bottle and began to wrap the leather of the harness around her thighs. She never even bothered to take off her panties, opting to only lift her skirt and reveal as little of her body as she could to Kevin, hoping that it would impart the lesson of his actual worth more effectively.

"Can I...can I maybe play with myself a little? It'd make me feel more comfortable," Kevin pleaded, as Mina tugged the straps tight around her body, sporting a thick, black member that was much larger than the one that began to emerge from Kevin's sheath.

"Not even a touch," Mina immediately replied. "You must behave as a woman to be respected by other women. You need to be able to prove your subservience before you can be allowed any pleasure, other than the pleasure of the penetration itself. This is the barest state of a woman trapped in a poor situation...when you embrace it, you'll be able to embrace this first lesson more effectively."

Kevin gulped down a large ball of nerves as Mina pressed the tip of the thick, hefty sex toy against his quivering entrance and loomed over him. "Wh...what is the lesson, Mina?"

"To learn to please a woman, you must learn to take like a woman."

A quick, sudden jab left Kevin to dig his claws into the arm of the love seat. His eyes went wide, and his fangs gritted tightly together as he failed to relax, even as Mina wiggled her hips from side to side, trying to find the perfect angle to take the cute, little fox from. " M-MINA! Ahhh...I...I don't see...h-how this is gonna help!"

"Relax, Kevin," Mina replied in a calm, casual voice, despite the forceful advance of her hips. "You need to sink into the proper mindset. Embrace your femininity. Imagine that you've been blessed with the gift of womanhood, and this is your maiden voyage into the pleasure that it can provide."

Relaxing felt nigh impossible as Kevin dug rivets out of the arm of the love seat, tearing through fabric with far greater ease than Mina was having with his asshole. It clenched tightly down around the toy, trying to prevent any further advance, but Mina had the advantage, and small and weak as Kevin was, he knew that there was little else he could do.

With a heavy, wavering breath, the red fox shuddered and did the best that he could, as he tried to relax all of the muscles in his lower half. He nearly collapsed under Mina's weight as a result of his overcompensation, but as he did, he felt another inch of the toy slip into his once virgin backside, and despite the pain he was expecting, there was none; merely a fullness that felt enjoyable in a way that he couldn't explain.

"That's better, Kevin. Embrace the sensation...lose yourself in the feeling of a big, thick cock penetrating you and granting the kind of pleasure that only it can. Realize that, as a woman, you're free and beautiful, because you can take such a vulgar thing as a cock and derive endless pleasure from it..."

Mina was smiling in an almost motherly fashion as she educated her patient, even if she was doing so at the behest of a hidden agenda. She genuinely enjoyed her work, and if Kevin were able to whirl his head around far enough, he'd see a light stain of arousal building on the white cotton of her panties, pressed further out by the pressure of the harness.

The mind of the red fox continued to wander away from that, however, and drifted toward thoughts of his own vagina, even if he didn't have one. Like many men, he was curious of what it would be like to be the fairer sex for just a day, and though he might never have such an experience, he could immerse himself in this moment, and perhaps, he could pretend for a moment that he was actually a member of the opposite gender.

With Mina's guidance, it didn't sound so farfetched, and his body responded, as over half of the impressive toy now sat inside of his anal passage.

"I can feel you clenching, Kevin," Mina teased him about his position. Satisfied with his progress, she began to pull her hips back, giving Kevin a second thrust, and building up a slow, learning tempo, not wanting to overload his body too early. "You're learning awfully fast. Keep your paws on the couch, and neglect your cock...forget it's even there. Focus instead on the womanhood within your mind, and embracing the sensations that I give you...think what delight a woman might feel in this situation, or rather, how much better this would be if you were a woman."

Light panting was beginning to lace Mina's voice as she picked up the pace just slightly, trying not to exhaust herself, but trying to make sure that she fucked Kevin with enough aggression to leave a lasting impression. She knew that time in their session was growing short, and though she could always start the next appointment a little bit late, the act of sneaking Kevin out the back door and going to fetch a change of panties wasn't going to be easy to to sneak into such a small window.

Kevin wasn't above panting, himself, though subconsciously, his breaths were coming out quick and light, as the tone of his voice changed just slightly. In all ways, he wanted to take the advice of his therapist and immerse himself, even if it meant doing a little of the work on his own. He wanted to believe that he was a female, even if it was just for the moment, and the higher pitch in his voice put a twisted grin upon Mina's face.

"Mina...I...I t-think I might..."

Thanks to how rough she'd been with him the whole time, Kevin was surprised to feel an encouraging stroke upon one of the round, curved cheeks of his rump. "Without so much as a touch to your forgotten cock? You must really be enjoying this," Mina taunted him, trying to keep his mind away from valuing his manhood whatsoever. The fox wasn't blushing, however, as an obvious, thin trail of precum was still dangling from the end of his partially stiffened cock, and a tiny puddle of the same stained the carpet on the floor, meaning that Mina had even more work to do before her next appointment arrived.

It gave her a chance, however, to truly play up the idea of putting Kevin in his place.

"Subservience doesn't end with the sexual act," Mina pointed out, as she felt a terribly strong clench around the sex toy. She was barely able to push her hips forward as erratic, thick strands of cum began to spill down from between Kevin's legs, soaking the side of the couch and joining the puddle of fluids on the floor below. "You realize that, as a female, you have to clean up your own messes..."

Kevin was too busy panting and whimpering in almost silent delight to properly respond with a pout, but his eyes looked back at Mina with a desperate, pathetic wince, as if he thought that would get him out of such a duty. As his cock continued to strain, and his sack contracted tightly with each burst of seed, however, the look on Mina's face made it very clear that she wasn't bluffing.

With a quiet pop, she yanked the toy free, and just as she'd hoped, Kevin looked disappointed at the feeling of the fake cock being removed. It was already evident on his expression that he needed, or at least desperately wanted the penetration to continue, and just like that, the seed had been planted. The transition was beginning in his mind, whether or not he knew it, and Mina had to keep up the charade for as long as she could.

"Lick the side of the couch clean, Kevin...and use your shirt to wipe up the stain on the carpet. When you're done, exit through the side door...I'll set up your next appointment personally. Don't be late."

Though he was still panting, and more exhausted than he imagined he'd be just from being fucked, Kevin nodded silently and did exactly as he was told, falling to his knees and running his tongue through the evident beads of his own semen on the edge of the love seat. He ignored the dirty, dusty flavor of the fabric and focused on the taste of his own yield, instead, and found a positive note within it, reminiscent of grapes that were turning to wine.

Honing in on that made the experience quite a bit easier for the fox, who cleaned up the rest of his mess and snuck out the side door, just as he was ordered. Before he'd even closed the door to the room behind him, Mina was already sitting back on her sofa, legs spread wide apart, and pawtips deep into her own cunt, knowing that she had just enough time to rub out a quickie before her next appointment would arrive.

"F-fuck...guess I c-can always go without panties," she gasped, unconcerned with her appearance for the rest of the day. She was far too satisfied to worry what someone else might think of her looks.

**

Kevin took to subservience like a fish to water, and as long as Mina satisfied his need for approval, he was willing to do anything she asked of him, no matter how ridiculous the idea might seem.

In the back of his mind, he still believed that the entire experience was actually supposed to be helping him through a tumultuous, emotional experience, and perhaps, it was, but Mina's ulterior motives were becoming impossible to ignore.

The second appointment went a lot like the first, only that Mina cut right to the chase and greeted Kevin with the strap-on already equipped, and ordered him to suck it. Naturally, she explained that it was part of the process of becoming one with a woman, and Kevin, feeling as though he needed to satisfy Mina's orders, happily fell to his knees and nearly gagged himself on it.

Like all people who were too eager on his first try, he could only take a couple of inches of the toy, and actually did almost choke on it, but as the weeks began to pile up, and Kevin practiced on his own in his home, his experience shined through, and Mina was relieved that she didn't have to cut anymore sessions short due to a choking hazard.

Almost a month later, the fox was no longer showing up in comfortable, baggy clothes, but in a short, flowing skirt of pink and a tight, nearly see-through top of white.

"Dress like a woman sometimes. If it suits you, do it more often, until it seems like the natural thing to do," Mina had told him, and without so much as a hesitation, he began to take her advice. It was embarrassing at first, and the fox refused to dress in such a way outside of the house, but after trying it a couple times, and wearing the skirt when he played with his own asshole, it felt more natural, as it reminded him of being put in touch with his feminine side, even if it was in a sexual manner.

Mina certainly wasn't complaining, as it made her job a lot easier when all she had to do was flip a skirt up and pull a pair of thin, lacy panties aside to reach her goal.

"You're g-getting better," she grunted, as she currently had the red fox pinned underneath her. Her top of white still had small stains upon it, as Kevin's cock leaked precum onto her blouse and back onto his own, bare tummy, but it was mostly ignored otherwise, and Mina kept him on a strict regimen of partial chastity: His cock was never to be touched for pleasure, and was to be completely ignored, other than for urinating.

She knew that it meant his orbs would swell over time, but she hoped that he would learn to ignore the discomfort, as she felt those same full, swollen testes pressing at the base of her stomach. Each week, Mina introduced a slightly more compromised position for sex than the last, and this time, Kevin's legs were pushed back, until his calves were nearly behind his head, and his arms were dedicated to keeping them in place, as Mina drove him into the sofa and completely dominated whatever was left of his masculine resistance.

"You've taken my lessons and run with them, Kevin. Certainly, you may know more about being a woman than some who've been one their entire lives," she said, and though she knew the words were an exaggeration, she needed Kevin to believe them. She needed him to believe in the message without so much as an ounce of questioning, or her plan might fail, when the final test of it came to pass. "Now, you need to embrace the final lesson that I have to offer."

Less and less preparation was needed to penetrate Kevin as the visits went by, and despite his mild discomforts at the beginning, he was ready to beg for his daily pegging, if that was what it took for Mina to give in. Naturally, she didn't need any provocation, but she would have been more than happy to give Kevin such a lesson, if she felt it were necessary.

She still wasn't sure if he was adequately prepared for the final test. "And what more would y-you have me do, Mina?" Kevin asked, shameless about the quiet gasp that broke apart the flow of his words as his asshole was gently, smoothly fucked.

"You have to prove that you can be the best, Kevin," Mina explained, as the Siamese brushed a lock of her slipping, raven hair from her paralyzing gaze. "You have to prove that you can entice and satisfy a male just as well as any other female can."

The goal of finding a new love was already fading from Kevin's mind, to the point that the red fox didn't question the fact that this new objective actually wouldn't help him with the ladies whatsoever. Instead, he nodded obediently and gripped the backs of his thighs that much tighter, making sure that his legs were pulled back far enough to allow Mina the deepest of penetrations.

She was licking her muzzle with delight the whole time, and just to see Kevin bending to her whims so easily brought her the kind of sexual thrill that no amount of penetration or physical stimulation could ever duplicate. The rush left her womanhood dripping with excess, and this time, she wore no panties under her usual skirt, knowing by then that they would simply end up tossed in a drawer until they were allowed to properly dry.

In just over a month, Mina watched as Kevin went from being a down and depressed male to the perfect little femboi, with skills and wiles to rival even the lustiest females that would soon be his competition. As she watched precum leak onto his belly with such volume that it flooded his tiny, shallow navel and spill to the cushions of the sofa, she knew that he was saving himself up for whatever challenge might come next.

His next appointment would certainly be the most memorable, and Mina couldn't wait to document the results of it.

**

Just as Mina had requested, Kevin showed up the following week with nothing more than a short, tight pencil skirt and a top that didn't quite reach the level of his navel. His clothes left almost nothing to the imagination, and though some people in the waiting area covered the eyes of their children as Kevin entered the building, Mina smiled brightly at him and waved to him through a secure door.

"Come on back, Kevin. Thanks for arriving on time," she complimented him, keeping on a cheerful face as long as she was within view of the lobby. She even cocked a brow in disgust at those people who looked afraid of Kevin, playing along with the idea that he might actually be someone of transgender origins.

Of course, even if that were true, his top wasn't nearly large enough, and the soft, smooth curve of his rump could be seen each time that he took a step.

"We have a lot to talk about today," Mina explained, as she welcomed Kevin through the secure door and locked it. He walked into the usual room that they shared their appointments in, but this time, the pair wasn't sitting alone when Mina opened the door.

When the fox and the Siamese came through the door, Scott didn't see a man and a woman, but instead, a pair of women, both looking like they were far out of his league. Despite his muscular build and fair looks, Scott was the kind of wolf who had trouble asserting his dominance the way that stereotypes would suggest, and he'd been seeing Mina for a number of months to try and build up his confidence, so that he could take charge in the way that he believed that he should.

Mina's plan was coming full circle, as the mentally broken, subservient Kevin didn't look upon Scott as a fellow male, anymore. Instead, he saw Scott as a member of the opposite gender, denying his own, and couldn't help the slight flush of warmth that crossed over his cheeks as their eyes met.

Sparkling emeralds and powerful gold intertwined as they gaze upon each other for a moment, and Mina covered her muzzle as she giggled at the sight. "We've got a joint therapy session today. Sorry that I didn't warn the two of you ahead of time, but I felt that it would be best if we just dove into the waters, rather than warming up to them first."

A gentle pat on Kevin's backside urged him into the room, but as dainty as he was, his footpaws bounced forward, and his tail lifted, just from the touch. He'd been conditioned perfectly, and though Scott thought he saw the tiniest bulge under Kevin's skirt, it didn't dissuade the terribly lewd thoughts that were crossing his mind.

All of Mina's training was to help Scott act on those urges, and she'd created Kevin to be the perfect target of such.

"I suppose a couple of things are becoming clearer to the two of you," Mina suggested, as she closed the door behind her and locked it. She was so chipper to see her plan coming to fruition that she couldn't keep the grin off of her muzzle, despite the fact that Scott looked a little betrayed. "There's no need to have any secrets between us. Scott, this is Kevin. Kevin, meet Scott. You two have extremely different problems, but I think that you'll find the solutions lie within one another."

Scott raised a brow for a moment, before his eyes went wide with a terrible realization. "W-wait...wait a minute! That's a guy!"

"Not exactly," Mina explained, as she calmly took a seat on the open love seat. "Kevin, go take a seat near Scott, would you? I'd like the two of you to get better acquainted."

"I...I don't..." Scott tried to protest, but the willingness to please, and the need for reinforcement that were permanently a part of Kevin seemed to cross the boundary of sexual preference and gender. He giggled behind a paw and sauntered right over to the couch, taking a seat almost exactly next to Scott, who let his manners get the better of him. He wanted to move away at first, but he stayed planted, instead, refusing to hurt the feelings of someone else in therapy, even if theirs was no ordinary therapist. "What's this all about, Mina?"

"Kevin needs to complete the final step of getting in touch with his feminine side, and you've got to learn to overcome your fear of dominating a woman. This is the best I can offer you: A male who seeks to please in the ways that only a female can."

Though Scott had been conditioned in the same manner as Kevin, it was clear that the lesson had superior results for the red fox, who couldn't keep himself from rubbing a paw along the front seam of Scott's jeans. "But...b-but it's still a guy!" Scott argued, even if his eyes were betraying him. Because he couldn't see the vulpine cock between Kevin's legs, he could only see a female with a modest bust, eager eyes, and a need to be fucked. "And I'm not gay!"

"No, but you're more comfortable around men than you are around women. Our time together has confirmed that," Mina reminded him, as she made herself comfortable on the love seat. She watched with unbreakable focus as Scott, despite his reservations, began to warm up to the subtle, delicate touches of the fox upon his crotch. "He's too needy to be denied, but if you ever want to learn how to take control sexually...this is your best chance, Scott. We've worked hard to get to this point. Don't blow it."

Mina's influence on both players could be seen, even in that moment. Kevin was playing up his femboy role because of Mina's kind and complimentary nature, and Scott felt his need to be the dominant party spurred on by the fact that Mina was challenging the presence of it in the first place.

As Kevin gripped the tab of Scott's zipper and began to pull it down, Scott finally answered the challenge, and gripped the back of Kevin's head, just in time for the fox to fish the slowly growing member out of the canine's boxers.

"G-get sucking, you little slut."

It wasn't Kevin, but Mina who raised a brow, grinned and questioned him, "What was that, Scott?"

"I...I said get sucking, you little slut!" he repeated himself, but his gaze was directed right at Kevin, who wagged his tail in delight. To be such a desired object met his need of approval, and he happily opened wide and took the impressively wide, tasty tip of Scott's cock into his muzzle. He barely had a chance to adjust to it, however, as the wolf pushed down hard on the back of Kevin's head and forced him to take more of the length than he expected.

Thanks to weeks of training, however, Kevin swallowed all of it into the back of his throat with ease, and let out a rumble of delight as the taste of a lupine rod made other parts of his body quiver with anticipation.

Mina was trembling quietly with her own excitement, as she watched a pair of males, both attractive for their own unique reasons, begin a sexual relationship that she was literally the architect of. Having such control was the kind of thrill that she so dearly needed in her life, and she knew that her womanhood was glistening with arousal as Scott forcefully worked Kevin's head up and down over the shaft of his cock, abusing the throat of the poor fox, who couldn't keep rumbles of delight from leaking out of his maw.

It was too erotic a sight for Mina to simply watch, as she shamelessly rubbed her delicate, skillful pawtips over her clit. She felt drool working itself upon her tongue as Kevin worked his own upon the shaft of the improving wolf, and Scott tilted his head back with unabashed delight as the plan continued to work to perfection.

"He's got you all nice and wet now, Scott. Don't you want to make your dominance over him official?"

Even without the urging from Mina, Scott couldn't possibly resist the wide, sparking emerald eyes that silently pleaded with him to absolutely destroy the ass of a crossdressed fox. All thanks to Mina, it were as if the girl of Scott's dreams was the one sucking him down to the base of his sack, and without so much as an urging, was the one pulling down a rather pointless skirt.

Naked from the waist down and wiggling his backside, Kevin made his desires painfully obvious, but he refused to vocalize them, as Mina had trained him. He couldn't question Scott, and though it had taken months, Scott wouldn't have allowed it anyway. "I'd love to," the wolf growled, his voice deep and domineering as he pulled back forcefully on Kevin's neck scruff. The fox was already climbing fully onto the couch and leaning over on all fours as Scott stood up and moved right behind him, before setting his eyes on a surprisingly tight tailhole, and yet, one that he could see was plenty experienced.

Kevin bit down on his tongue and tried to muffle his squeals of delight as his own warm, moist saliva pressed up in sticky strands to his waiting tailhole. Mina's pawtips worked through a similarly thick web of the strands of her arousal as she watched, and with her free paw, a smart phone recorded as much of the action as it could, despite her body trembling with delight the entire time.

Scott slid in with relative ease, and though Kevin was trained to take the girth of Mina's sex toy, it wasn't quite prepared for the impressive, tapered length of Scott's manhood. The wolf slid in with ease to start, but as his cock grew wider near the base, Kevin couldn't help crying out in the most delightful pleasure, mingled only with rare drops of enjoyable pain.

Mina's side business of sexual therapy was about to get a ringing endorsement, and for their own reasons, she knew each of her 'actors' would be willing vectors for the screen time. She didn't let a second of the action go unseen, and even skipped her own orgasm to get the camera right under the heat of the action, so everyone could see how easily Scott slid in and out of Kevin's loose, gaping asshole.

The drops of cum on the screen were every bit as authentic as the connection the two males shared, and Mina even made sure to sneak a couple of them for herself as deemed the pair to be officially 'cured.'