# A Change in Thinking - Sexy Version

Author: Veronica Foxx
Tags: Ambiguous Gender, Blowjob, Cock, Collar, Cum, Deep Throat, First Person, Horror, Human, Implied Nudity, Kitsune, Knot, Male, Master/Pet, Master/Slave, Mind Alteration, Mind Control, Monster, Non-Consensual, Oral, Oral Knotting, Rape, Slave, Slavery, Stream of consciousness, Suspense, Thought control, Thought insertion, Transformation, Watersports, master

I don't often don't often do horror, nor do I often do stream of consciousness stories. This was inspired by a dream.  
  
You can find a original version by clicking [here](https://www.sofurry.com/view/1199862).

[Click here for the original (no sex) version.](https://www.sofurry.com/view/1199862)

Okay, 6:15, still got twenty minutes before I need to worry, but I [i]am[/i] feeling hungry.  Guess I'll go ahead and take off.  Then I can get breakfast before I need to clock in, definitely some coffee, [i]need[/i] coffee, so pissed I'm out, how did I not notice?  Alright, double-check, got everything?  Keys, bag, phone, yep, okay, good to go.  WHAT THE F-

 

[b]There is nothing there.  I should get in my car and leave.[/b]

 

Whoa… god, my imagination's working overtime this morning, scared the shit out of myself, what was I even thinking about?  Why is the backdoor o-

 

[b]There is nothing in the car with me.  I should leave.[/b]

 

This… this is why coffee exists.  I must be hallucinating from a lack of caffeine.  Okay, take a second.  Focus.  Wake up.  Take a good look around.

 

[b]There is nothing in the backseat.  I have no reason to look there.[/b]

 

See, just a normal day.  Without coffee.  Okay, yeah, time to get a move on.  I'll skip breakfast, pick up a muffin from Starbucks along with whatever the strongest thing is.  God, I hate Starbucks… Why can't they just say small, medium, large?  Why do they have to be so pretentious about everything?  And, of course, people buy right into it and pay the absolutely outrageous prices and everything, and now I can't get a decent cup of coffee without paying an arm and a leg.

 

[b]I should not get on the highway.[/b]

 

But that's the best way to get to work?  Why wouldn't I take the high-

 

[b]I want to avoid the traffic.  The ground roads will be faster.[/b]

 

Right, right, yeah, it gets ridiculous this time of day.  I'll just pull up my nav-

 

[b]I don't need navigation.  I know the way. [/b]

 

Right, of course, stupid, you know the way.  We just need to hit Pea-

 

[b]Take the freeway east.[/b]

 

Wait, but work is south.  Why would I go-

 

[b]I will take the freeway east.  That will get me where I need to go.[/b]

 

Of course, right, I know where I'm going.  East.  That will get me… south…  What?  Wait, WHAT THE HELL IS-

 

[b]There is nothing in the car with me.  I am not going to work.  I am going to visit my friend.  There is nothing to worry about.  I have been overworking myself.  I need a vacation and some time to relax.[/b]

 

Right.  God, I really must be overworking myself.  I feel like I'm seeing things, scaring the hell out of myself, and my mind feels so… fuzzy…  Ugh.  Dunkin' Donuts.  I'm getting some damn coffee.  And some donut holes…  Everyone likes donut holes, right?  I'll get two.  One for me, and one for… my friend.  How long has it been since I've seen… my friend?

 

[b]It has been too long.  I really need to see a friendly face and relax.  Nothing else matters.[/b]

 

We're gonna just take it easy, and I can just let all this tension and pressure blow away.  Mmmmm… coffeeeeeeeee.  Yessssss.  Sweet, sweet, caffeine, you complete me.  You had me at hello.  Wait, is something in my car?  What-

 

[b]There is nothing in the car.  I should continue.  My friend is waiting for me.  Then I can relax.[/b]

 

It'll be great to relax.  Work has been killing me.  I should call Jackson, make sure-

 

[b]I do not need to call anyone.  They all know their duties.  No one will be affected by my absence.[/b]

 

But I still have to-

 

[b]Everything will be taken care of.  All arrangements have been made.  I deserve this vacation and have made sure my tasks and duties will be seen to.[/b]

 

Right, how could I have forgotten?  More coffee.  Soak it in.  Oh, wow, I forgot how good donut holes are.  I need to hit up Dunkin' Donuts more often.  And the coffee isn't bad either.  Great way to start a great morning.  I've got… vacation… how long did I-

 

[b]I will be on vacation for as long as want.  I have taken a leave of absence.  The stress was becoming too much for me.[/b]

 

All that pressure, all that stress.  I just need to take a breather, de-stress, get myself some space and distance.  Then I can go back refreshed and reenergized and ready to face the world again.  That reminds me, I should make sure Jackson knows to-

 

[b]I do not need to contact anyone.  They all know what to do.  I have made sure all arrangements are taken care of.[/b]

 

Right, he knows what to do.  Of course.  If nothing else, there are plenty of other people he can ask.  He's been there long enough that he should know the job without someone looking over his shoulder constantly.  I hope...

 

It's been a long time since I've been this far out of the city.  It's almost like an entirely different place.  Big empty fields, big houses on big plots of land.  Oh, there's a subdivision being built.  I guess they're developing the area.  That'll bring in more businesses, more jobs.  People will want convenience close to home.  It's almost a shame, but that's progress for you.

 

Oof, there's the sun coming up.  Put the visor down.  I hate driving into the sun, glad I don't normally have to go east.  How long do-

 

[b]Another five miles, then I will turn north.[/b]

 

That'll be a relief, at least, not having the sun in my eyes.  There's a reason statistics show the most traffic incidents during dawn and dusk.  The glare alone is enough to kill.  At least there's not much traffic.  Then again, there's not a whole hell of a lot out this way, is there?  I've been passing horses for the last twenty minutes, and I haven't seen a gas station since the one by the Dunkin' Donuts.

 

[b]I should take the next left turn.[/b]

 

I guess this is why they call it the freeway: you're free to take your life into your own hands trying to get off of it if you aren't making a right.  Who thought it was a bright idea to make you cross three lanes of traffic anyways?  At least they have a light, but does the sensor even work?  I've been sitting here for at least five minutes, and it's not like anyone else is coming.  Ugh, finally.

 

That's better at least.  Turn the other visor and put mine up.  Yeah, that's better.  No more sun glare.  This is really beautiful, though.  I wouldn't mind getting a place out here when I get older.  I'm sure as hell not going to be farming or ranching, but just a nice little place with a view out over all the rest of this.  Then again, this is kind of out there, so far from everything...

 

Maybe somewhere further south would be better, though.  I do like this wooded area a bit better, and that Spanish moss looks really beautiful with the sun streaming through it.  Yeah, somewhere further south, closer to the city but definitely outside of it.

 

[b]I should take the next right.  It will be a dirt road.  I am almost there.  It will be two miles down.[/b]

 

Almost there.  Finally.  Bleh, coffee's gone cold.  Oh, well, it did its job.  At least it won't be much longer.  I hope… my friend… likes coffee?  Why don't I-

 

[b]That doesn't matter.  I will just be glad to get there.  Then my journey is over.[/b]

 

Right.  They say the journey is more important than the destination, but that's usually bullshit.  The journey is usually shit no matter how you travel.  It's either hours in the car, hours on planes, or, god forbid, hours and hours on a bus.  Is that it coming up?  I think I-

 

[b]I should park by the barn.  That is where I am expected.[/b]

 

Why would I be expected at the barn?  That doesn't-

 

[b]I am expected at the barn.  That is normal.  That is where I should go.[/b]

 

Right, the barn.  I'll just pull in here.  Wow, the air smells really different out here.  I guess you just get used to the city smells.  It smells so… fresh.

 

[b]The [i]barn[/i].  I need to go into the barn.  The small door on the right.[/b]

 

Right, the barn.  Wow, it's dark in here.  Wait, what- Oh my god!  What are those people…?  Shit, I need to get-

 

[b]I need to stand very still and turn around.  I will not be afraid.[/b]

 

Oh, god, what is-

 

[b]It is a kitsune.  I will not be afraid.[/b]

 

A kitsune, right.  Some kind of magical fox thing?  Chine-

 

[b]Kitsune are NOT Chinese.  Kitsune are Japanese, a very ancient and powerful race.  It is an honor that I am allowed to serve one.[/b]

 

Wait, serve?  No, no, n-

 

[b]This is my place.  It is the place of every good pet.[/b]

 

Pet?  What?  I am [i]not[/i] a-

 

[b]Human being.  I am not a human being.  I am a pet.  I am a pet to this kitsune, my Master.  I belong to him.[/b]

 

But… I don't-

 

[b]I am a pet.  I am my Master's pet.  My Master is this kitsune.  He is Master.  I am his pet.[/b]

 

His eyes are so [i]green[/i] and so deep, it's like I could fall into them forever…

 

[b]A pet should not look too long into Master's eyes.  A pet could become lost in them forever.  Master would not like a mindless pet.[/b]

 

Right, look away, look down at- holy fuck!  What is-

 

[b]That is Master's cock.  It is the perfect shape and size.  It is beautiful.  It is what I am made for.[/b]

 

It's… like a do-

 

[b]It is like a fox.  Kitsune are foxes.  Vulpine, not canine.  It is an insult to compare Master to a dog.  Master is not pleased with insults.[/b]

 

Fox.  Like a fox.  It's so big, though.  My god, I've never even seen anything like that before.

 

[b]I should strip.  Pets should not wear clothing unless instructed by Master to do so.  We are alone and home, so I should be bare before my Master.[/b]

 

Home?  But I live-

 

[b]This is my home, and this is my Master.  My place is with my Master.[/b]

 

Yes.  With my Master.

 

[b]I should discard my clothing.  It is unseemly to hide myself from my Master.  I should always be bare before him.[/b]

 

Yes.  I should always be bare before my Master.  I should never want to hide anything from him.  I don't need any of this when I'm at home with Master.

 

[b]I should kneel.  Equals stand.  Pets are not equal.  Pets show respect to Master.  Pets are below Master.[/b]

 

Kneel, yes.  This is where I belong.  I am a pet.  Oh god, what is he-

 

[b]I will please Master.  I will open my mouth and please him with it.  It is my duty, my place, my purpose.  This is what pets are for.[/b]

 

Oh, ugh! It tastes like-

 

[b]I love this taste.  It is the taste of my Master.  I love my Master.  I love all things about my Master.[/b]

 

But it's so-

 

[b]I LOVE the taste of my Master.  I love all things about my Master.[/b]

 

God, I love it.  But it smells so musky, like an ani-

 

[b]I deserve to be punished for thinking of Master as an animal.  Master is a beautiful and noble kitsune, a creature of powerful magic and ancient wisdom.  I must [i]always[/i] be respectful of Master, even in my thoughts.[/b]

 

I should never have thought that about him.  I deserve to be punished.  Ack!  Ah!  I've never done this before!  I can't breathe!  Too deep!  Too hard!  It hurts!

 

[b]I will not fight Master and will accept my punishment.  Good pets keep their hands at their sides when being punished.  I must swallow.  I can breathe in between swallows around him.  Master will enjoy the feel of my throat clenching around him.[/b]

 

Swallow.  Swallow.  Breathe...  Okay, I can handle this.  Oh my god, what is that?  It's too big!  Ah!  Air!

 

[b]Swallow!  I must not panic.  I have to time this correctly.  Swallow when he spurts, breathe out, swallow again, then breathe in.  If I fail, I will drown and displease Master.[/b]

 

Okay… okay… I got it.  What [i]is[/i] that thing in my mouth? It's [i]huge[/i]!  My jaw hurts…

 

[b]That is Master's knot.  It is to be worshiped and feared, desired and avoided.  Master uses it both to pleasure and to punish.  This is my punishment, my sore jaw and sore throat.  It will last until his knot shrinks, and then my punishment is ended.  If I am a good pet, Master may use it to give me pleasure later.[/b]

 

Mmm.  Yes, I deserve my punishment.  If I worship Master's cock and knot, then maybe I can redeem myself.  I want to be a good pet for my Master.  I [i]love[/i] my Master.  I love the feel of his cock pulsing in my throat.  I love the feel of his cum filling my belly.  I love the smell of his musk and the feel of his fur.

 

Oh, what's that?  Is he… he's putting a collar around my neck… but I should be bare before him…

 

[b]My collar is a gift from Master.  I will cherish it and wear it always, no matter what.  It shows that I am his, that my Master is my owner, and that I am his pet.[/b]

 

I should thank Master for such a beautiful gift.  Yes, I should worship his knot more, make him cum more, swallow harder, suck harder!  Yes, Master likes that.  I am a good pet.  I love my Master…

 

It's taking so long for his knot to go down...  My jaw is [i]so[/i] sore, but I'm so glad that Master was pleased by my worship.  His tails brushing over me are so soft, and they're so beautiful, so fluffy and warm.  It's making me feel warm all over.  My arms and legs are tingling.  I must've been sitting in this position for too long.  They feel funny…

 

Ooooh, finally, he's pulling out.  Ow… I don't think I'm gonna be able to talk for a while…

 

[b]Pets do not speak, only listen and obey.[/b]

 

Obey.  Yes.  I should follow Master.  Wait, why…  What's wrong with my arms and legs?  They look like… I have dog legs?!

 

[b]Pets do not stand upright.  Pets are not equal.  Pets are below all else.  Pets walk on all fours.  This is my natural place.[/b]

 

Yes, this is right.  This is where I belong, on all fours, like an animal.  Master is not an animal, but I am.  This is how I should walk, always lower than Master and ready to give him obedience and pleasure.  And, oh, is this for me?  Will this be my bed?  It looks so soft.  Oh, Master looks like he wants me to suck some more.  He's pointing his cock at me.

 

Ah!  What?  He's-

 

[b]Master is marking me as his property, as his pet, so that all other animals will know.  A pet should always smell like its Master.[/b]

 

Yes, his scent.  I love his scent.  I love the taste of him, so warm and salty, marking me and showing that I am his.  And it's soaking into my bed, so I can always smell him.  Mmm, all over me.  I'll roll in it, yes, make sure I smell of it over every inch of me.  Yes, I am a good pet for Master.

 

[b]Master's will is the only will that matters.  Master's desires are all that matters.  Master is all that matters.  I live for Master.[/b]

 

I live for Master.

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