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"The contract, Alex. The contract... Welcome to our rehabilitation program." The poodle declared, breaking from his pace and walking besides Alex.

Alex felt the usual grab of his scruff, with the all too familiar pinch, and then the quick fading of consciousness that always seemed to follow.

"Sebastien and Bastian, if you two would be so kind as to transport Mr. Alex here down to Exam Room C. No need to overdue the restraints but get him secured in the chair. Please alert me of anything that either of you feel should be brought to my attention. Thank you, men." Instructed the poodle, releasing a sly smile as he swapped glances between the two bulls.

The poodle reached into coat pocket to retrieve a phone, on which he quickly punched some numbers in and brought the device to his ear. Walking out into the hallway, the poodle waited for an answer on the other end of his cellular connection. Peering back into the room, he let a small snort of amusement out as he watched the two bulls work on Alex.

"I don't feel like shouldering him, so just grab his head, I've got the legs." Bastian ordered to Sebastien, as he grabbed Alex's legs and whipped him backwards, sliding off the table after all his restraints were undone.

"Whoops..!" Sebastien said sarcastically, knowing fully well what would happen as he grabbed Alex by the shoulders and leaving his head unsupported, resulting in one unconscious husky head falling into the crotch of a bull.

"Easy, men. You'll have your fun with him, I promise. For now, please ju..." The poodle was saying before interrupting himself. "Hello? Yes, Doc. The husky will be in room C. I'll be honest with you, I'm not quite sure what I want to do just yet; however, get him started on something basic, would you? I trust you. Plus, I think you'll find that he might be one of the easier ones. Just needs a bit of coaxing is all I think." The poodle said giving instructions over the phone, beginning to wander down the hallway until he eventually dropped the phone from his ear, ending the call.

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Finding consciousness once more, Alex awoke to find himself strapped down in what appeared to be some type of examination chair. A dentist chair would be an insult, but something similar in fashion and use, Alex was sure. As Alex examined the room around him, surprised that for once he was restrained within a room that wasn't barren of equipment or furniture save for the piece he would be restrained to, he began to recognize a lot of it. Although he couldn't place it immediately, the room held some sort of intimate relation with him... It wasn't until Alex spotted a glass container full of tongue depressants on top of a table to the left of him, that images and memories started to flood into his mind.

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"Please have a seat in the examination chair. The doctor will be right with you!" directed a beautiful, petite cat dressed in adorable kitten scrubs.

"Right. Okay, thank you." Replied Alex.

As what almost all patients waiting in an examination room do while they wait their turn to be seen by the doctor, Alex allowed his eyes to wander the room, taking in all that his curiosity asked to see. Of course, doing his best to ignore the entire camera set besides him and behind him, and all the individuals in the room part of the crew, Alex acted as if he was a nervous, young husky seeing the doctor for his first time alone.

"Okay. A simple routine physical. College bound? I guess it is that time, isn't it... Alright, thanks, Michelle." Could be heard through the door.

As the door opens to the room, Alex's attention falls to chest of a very large, very muscular rottweiler. The rottweiler's eyes glued to some papers held on a clipboard in his hands.

"Wow. I can't believe it. Your first time alone in the doctors' office. Alex, I remember you coming in as a baby with your mother, that's how long I've been taking care of such a Good Boy like you." Commented the rottweiler, breaking the silence of the entrance. "And now you're off to college it seems... Right? It's a physical today that you're in need of if I read the chart correctly?"

"Yes, Dr. Smith." The husky replied anxiously.

"Okay, well, let's not waste any time. Off with your clothes, you know the drill." Instructed the rottweiler.

As Alex undressed at a slow pace, the rottweiler slyly undid the buttons on the front of his lab coat, exposing some of his bare chest, yet keeping his coat on as to not draw too much attention to himself just yet. With his clothes finally off, Alex hopped back into the chair and allowed the rottweiler to come around and use the usual ear and eye examination tools on him. The tools were actually fake and came from a somewhat well-designed play-kit, as so the actors using the tools didn't run the risk of harming any other actors.

As the rottweiler pocketed both tools, he walked over to the corner of the room that had a table with some glass jars on it. One of the jars contained some tongue depressants. Grabbing one from the jar, the rottweiler made his way back over to Alex.

"Open up!" Dr. Smith said cheerfully as a smile grew on his face. "Ahh... Yes... Okay... I see... That's exactly what I thought..." he murmured.

"..Awhwaat ees iiit?" Alex asked, tongue being fully depressed still.

"Oh, nothing to be afraid of. It's just. Well, you're able to open your mouth quite well... And, well I can see you've got quite the throat here... I can't help but put the factors together that..well..you know, tools of the trade is all." The rottweiler replied back, licking his lips as he retracted the tongue depressant from the husky's mouth.

Throwing it into a garbage can in the room, the rottweiler returned to the base of the chair and grabbed in each hand, both of Alex's feet. Running his fingers through the toes, and slowly working their way up the leg, the doctor instructed Alex to keep flexing his feet irregularly, assuring him that he was just checking for anything un-ordinary. As the rottweiler's hands worked their way up to the thighs of the husky, Alex was unconsciously bending his knees and opening spreading his thighs.

"Heh. Such an easy patient and willing patient. You are a Good Boy." The rottweiler said to Alex in a seductive tone. "Now it's time for the arms!"

As the rottweiler moved effortlessly into position, straddling the lower end of the chair, keeping Alex's legs spread apart, he brought himself as far forward until his thighs were touching the inner thighs of Alex's.

"I'm going to start at the shoulders and work my way down to the hands. I need you to stretch both your arms straight out in front of you. You can even place them upon my chest if you need to, in fact, why don't you do that, it'll help me out." The rottweiler coaxed as he grabbed Alex's hands and placed them on the lower portion of his chest, keeping his arms straight out in front of him.

The rottweiler ever so slowly started to work his way out in unison on both sides, grabbing all over the shoulders, the biceps, the triceps. As he moved his way out and down, the pressure he was exerting onto the arms that were being held straight up and out, started to force them downward. Slowly but surely, about right after the hands of the rottweiler passed the elbows of the husky, there had been enough force exerted that Alex's hands were now directly over top of the rottweiler's package.

"Dr. Smith... I don't..I don't think this is right." Alex cried out while the rottweiler had began to place his hands over Alex's, slowly moving them around his crotch.

"Shhh.... You're a Good Boy. You're doing all of this yourself. I'm just helping you out." The rottweiler replied, using his hands to force Alex's hands to trace the outline of his almost-completely hard cock. "See, every now and then, I get a patient or two that exhibits signs of being a_Good Boy_. It's nothing to be worried or upset about, but it's definitely important for the patient to know that you're a Good Boy." The rottweiler continued on, leaving one of Alex's hands to roam at its own pace, and using his now free hand to slowly work his pants down around his waist.

"Take your arms and hands for instance. They're the textbook definition of what the ideal Good Boy has. Not too long, not too short, they're slim, you can't even spot a bit of muscle, but it's there if you feel it up." The rottweiler explained, removing his other hand from atop Alex's, allowing the husky's hands to freely roam and play with the clothed cock. "Your hands are perfect. It might be hard for you to tell yourself, but I can assure you that they operate in such an orchestrated manner. The amount of pushing they're doing is proportional to the pulling. The grabbing is complimented so well by the lack of touching. Your hands are built to instinctually massage a cock." Finished the rottweiler, using his free hands to now drop his pants down to his knees, allowing the husky full access to his enormous, warm, musky dick.

"Re..Real? Really? You can tell that?" asked Alex, as his hands showed no signs of stopping or slowing down as they paraded around the rottweiler's giant cock.

"Oh yes. I promise you. My last project in medical school was working on an un-diagnosed Good Boy. I helped him out so much. Just like I'm going to help you."

"How can you be so sure... I mean..." Alex asked, still trying to sell the roll of an unsure boy.

"Your mouth, Alex. You can open your muzzle so large it's amazing. Your throat? Such an open tunnel. If you had only one of these features, I'd be double-checking myself; however, it's unheard of for a boy to have both of these and not be a Good Boy." The rottweiler said doing his best to sooth the uneasiness inside of the husky.

"Come here, sit up and learn your head in." the rottweiler commanded, using his hands to guide the husky's head into his crotch.

By this point, Alex was trying his hardest not to completely drop character. But, as soon as his nose entered the fly zone of that rottweiler's cock, it was hard not to pick up the scent of it. Taking in a giant whiff of the rottweiler's scent, Alex let a small, short moan escape. With his nose zooming around the base of the cock, Alex began to pull in as much as he could handle. Once his nose hit the source though, the husky's tongue dropped out of its mouth in pleasure as the nostrils vacuumed up the rottweiler's giant balls.

"Fuck..." the rottweiler let escape. "We didn't even get to the nose testing, but it's evident you would've tested positive. Only a _Good Boy_could pick up such a..a..scent... Woah."

"Let's try your mouth out. Show me how well you can use that gift of yours." Directed the rottweiler, as he pulled the husky's head out from beneath his balls, resetting the head directly in front of his cock.

Without hesitation, Alex dived right in. Passionately kissing and licking the head of the rottweiler's dick, he began to work his way down the shaft, getting as much of it wet as possible. Of course, as he neared the base of the cock, Alex allowed his mouth to move downward and lick the balls, also giving him access to the intoxicating musk that the rottweiler was giving off. Alex took the giant, swaying balls into his mouth, sucking what he could and using his lounge to swirl over top of them.

"FUCK!" the rottweiler screamed in pleasure.

As Alex worked his way back to the tip, stopping to pay extra attention to areas that seemed more sensitive to the rottweiler. Once at the beginning again, Alex opened his mouth as wide as he could and took the member. Ultimately, he wasn't able to take much of the rottweiler's massive tool, but that didn't stop him from giving what he could extra attention. Using the roof of his mouth to scrape the dick against, Alex used his tongue to dance across the bottom of the cock.

"OH FUCK THAT'S GOOD!" yelled the rottweiler, as he withdrew with a sudden force from the husky's mouth. "Open up!" he yelled, as Alex was quick to comply, opening his mouth and staying still.

Alex allowed the assault on his mouth to continue for what seemed like forever. Using every opportunity of freedom he got to take a breath, as well as trying some new maneuver on the progressing dick.

"Do you like my mouth?" Alex would tease as he did his best to hold back an incoming thrust just long enough for the rottweiler to say: "You know I do, now fucking suck my dick." Or, if the rottweiler ever came in at an experimental angle, Alex was always quick to turn his face to a side and allow the cock to push up against a cheek. Grabbing the cock with a hand, he would then rub it all over his face, asking "Does this cock look good on me?", to bait the rottweiler into backing away and saying: "Fuck, this dick owns you."

As the ruthless mouth fucking continued, the rottweiler noticed in the background how some of the cameramen were moving into a new position almost behind him. With a majority of the crew now utilizing a new part of the set, he took it as the cue to switch to the next scene.

"Stop!" the rottweiler shouted at Alex. "Lay back!" watching as Alex complied.

"Look at this. The final and most conclusive result. Look at your legs. See how they're spread open for me? You naturally allowed a larger, more dominant male to easily access between your legs. That's because a _Good Boy_instinctually submits to a dominant male. So, it's only natural what happens next then, right?" posed the rottweiler.

"Oh fuck... No..No...You're not going to fit... I..I..I've never had sex before." The husky eventually got out.

"You'll be fine. Remember, it's who you are. It's natural for you. Once you start, you won't even realize you're doing it." The rottweiler reassured Alex, as he stroked his cock that is soaked with saliva.

Lining up his dick with the husky's hole, the rottweiler rested the head of his cock against the pursed receptacle.

"Be a Good Boy and submit for me, let me take what is mine." The rottweiler growled at Alex through his teeth.

"Nooo...Oh fuuuuck nooooooooo.... Ahhhhhh....." the husky cried.

"Oh shhhh.... Fucking take this dick. Take this fucking cock in you. Don't fight it, don't fight it, don't fight it. FFFFFUUUUUUUcckkkk, there we go! Take this cock." The rottweiler wailed, slowly moving into a more aggressive stance and moving his face closer to the husky's.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! FFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!" Alex cried.

"Stop resisting. Come on, stop resisting you fuck toy. Let me have my way with you. Take my FUCKING huge cock!" The rottweiler continued, with the head of his cock now entered into the husky's ass.

"OOOHHHH that's a Good Boy. That's a GOOD BOY. "The rottweiler informed Alex, as he moved into closer into Alex so that he can start nipping at the husky's neck for the next stretch.

"OHHH FUCK. I feel it... I feel it fucking in me. FUUCK." The husky let out.

"Now take the rest of this cock. Let it fill you. It will make you feel SO good. Let this fucking dick stretch you out... Come on..."

"FUUUCK. FUUUCK. FUU..AAHHHHHH!!" Alex cried out as the rottweiler took a section of the husky's neck into his jaw.

"OHF PHUCK... TAKE IT.. PHUCKIN TAKE DIS DIIICK. YOU PHUCKIN SHLUUUT." The rottweiler tried his best to say through a mouthful of flesh. "AHHHH... GOOOOOD BOOOY." Could be heard as it was clear that the entirety of the rottweiler's cock was now inserted into the poor husky's ass.

"Now beg. Beg for this cock to fuck you. Show me you're mine." The rottweiler ordered Alex, releasing his tuft of neck as he repositioned himself to be more upward.

"........Ohhhh fuck.... Fuck me... FUCK ME PLEASE... Make me a fucking slu..slllut. I want to be a Good Boy. Please fuck me..PLEEEEAASSSE!" Alex begged the rottweiler, opening up his eyes for the first time since the rottweiler's cock started to press against his hole.

"You're a Good Boy. Submitting to a dominant man with such a large cock... FFFUUUccck. Look at you. Squirming in pleasure as you let this DICK take what it wants.

"FFFFFUUUUUuuuuUUUUuuuUUUccck... PLEEEASE DON'T STOOP. Please don't stop. Please don't stop fucking meeeEEEEeee. III NEEEeeeeEEEd it!!! IT FEELS SOOOOO GOOOOD!!!!" the husky is screaming at this point as the rottweiler's giant cock is sliding in and out of his hole effortlessly.

"I don't even feel.......feel any resistance... fuck...fuck...You're just..a..a..a fucking cock sleeve for this dick. .... Fuck... Yeah, yeah that's it. Fucking feel my cock slide into you... FUCK." The rottweiler watches as the husky mindlessly moves his hands between his hole, feeling, grabbing, pulling, and pushing the giant, warm, hard cock fluently disappearing and reappearing between two ass cheeks.

"Beg for my cum. Beg for my cum like a good slut... Hurry. Beg for it!" the rottweiler said with rushed breaths.

"Give me..your cum... I want your..cum... PLEASE!! GIVE ME....YOUR CUM!!! FFFFFFUCKING CUMMMM IN MEEE PLEEEEASE!!!!"

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" the rottweiler screamed as he leaned in and took the husky's neck back into his jaws, filling the husky's ass with a copious amount of hot cum.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...." Was all that the husky could broadcast, as he felt the hot fluids fill his lower half. As soon as he felt the sensation, the husky felt a huge splash of waves of warm liquid splash his lower stomach.

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"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" was the only noise Alex could hear.

Realizing that it was himself making that noise when he tried to speak, he also noticed he was breathing extremely hard and fast. The only thing he could see what blackness... Were his eyes open he wondered to himself. Why did his stomach feel wet? And again, he was surprised to find he couldn't move any of his extremities.

"Woooah. Calm down there. You're alright." A voice said as the blackness began to lift, allowing Alex to see the world around him, especially the fox that was standing overtop of him. "You're okay."

"MMMmmmMM..." Alex tried to speak, realizing that he still couldn't, as there was some type of gag in his mouth.

"Hold on, let me get that. I was going for it next, I promise." The fox said, undoing the clamps on the side of the gag, slowly removing it from the husky's mouth.

"Oh... Oh god... What happened..?" Alex said between hasted breaths.

"Wow. Let me just say, in my entire career doing this, you're the only person I've seen do this on the first stage... You must be a Good Boy!" The fox said, shooting a quick glance towards the husky's eyes as he mentioned the last bit.

As soon as Alex heard the last phrase, his head turned so fast to face the fox's, and shot him a bewildering face.

"Haha... Exactly. The first I've ever seen." The fox finished as he began to unhook a majority of restraints around Alex's head, allowing him to free move it to look around.

Alex noticed that he was still in the same examination room he remembers being in before... "Before what..." he thought to himself. Realizing he doesn't remember what happened in transition to him just gazing around the room, to all of a sudden being woken up strapped to the chair with a fox standing over him.

"I strapped you down just fine, hooked you up with no problems, and started the procedure. Right? So, then I leave for a few, like normal, and come back to check up on you. There you are, hands moving a mile a minute. That's a pretty natural response that we see in some patients, but that's only ever it. Yours were moving the fastest I'd ever seen for a first-timer. So naturally I came over and put some tools into your hand to aid with the exploration." The fox started to tell Alex.

As soon as Alex heard the part about his hands, he started scanning immediately around him. Surprised to find nothing that could be considered a "tool" for the hands, he was baffled as to what the fox meant.

"So, then we continue with the procedure. I step away for some, and come back to do another usual check-in, making sure you're doing okay. It's like I stepped into Niagara Falls on a site-seeing tour. Your mouth was pouring out saliva. You were licking your lips constantly, it was incredible. So, naturally, I put the gag in for you to exercise with."

Alex's eyes scanned the table beside the fox where the gag sat. To his disgust, the gag was a small dildo-gag. "Exercising my mouth? That's one way to say forceful dick sucking..." Alex thought.

"So, then we continue with the procedure. No way in God's name would I have bet that you'd progress to the give-away. I step away, I come back. You're bucking your hips like the seat is lava. So, I helped you exercise a little below, stimulating you and reward you with some positive reinforcement."

Alex's eyes dropped to his crotch area. Shocked with horror and disgust, Alex saw a neon pink dildo hovering right below his ass, in a cut-out at the base of the seat. It seemed to be attached to some sort of rod, but that was as far as his current angle would allow him to see. "No doubt, a fucking machine..." Alex though to himself.

"So, there I am over in the corner doing some paperwork, and then all of a sudden, I hear a 'MMMMM', and I turn around just in time to see you explode all over your stomach. Waves upon waves of cum shooting out of your cock, right onto yourself. And here we are..." The fox finished

Alex looked down at his stomach, surprised that he skipped over it the first time when he looked down at the neon pink dildo and saw all his matted fur along his chest. Staring a retreating erection down, Alex didn't know what to think...

"So, how's that for a show, huh? Haha" The fox joked with himself.

"I...I don't understand what happened..." whimpered Alex.