Reprogrammed as a Sissy Slut
Drugged, abducted, bound and reprogrammed.
A cheetah is abducted while he was on the prowl at a club. He thought he was having the best luck of his life when a petite panther came on to him, but when she found that he was less than endowed, he's drugged and wakes in strange room bound to a chair. His manhood was deemed as being too small to be of any use to a female so he's told that he will be reprogrammed into something useful.
Everything was fuzzy as he started to come to. Brandon's head pounded like he was hungover, as he tried to remember what happened... What happened before that little panther shoved a rag in his face and everything went black that is.
Brandon was a cheetah of average height and size for his species. He had a long, slender body with powerful legs like most other cheetahs and was naturally rather flexible. If anything, he could be described as a textbook definition of what a cheetah should look like, that is, with one major exception. Brandon wasn't the most well endowed feline. It embarrassed him that his cock was as small as it was. Normally he'd only try and pick up females in bars and clubs so at least then they would probably be drunk and not really notice should they end up in bed.
That's how he met the panther. Surveying the crowd in search of some girl that had a few too many or was just drunk enough that he could get her into bed with little effort. The rest of his coalition had already paired off or called it a night so he was going solo. He thought that tonight was going to be a bust when out of nowhere he felt a paw start stroking his thigh.
His tail jumped at the sudden and unexpected touch, but his tear-stain patterned face curled into a smile as he saw a petite black panther dressed in a tiny blue mini-skirt that only just covered all the best bits, with the straps of her G-string coming up and over her supple hips. Her top was the same blue as her skirt but you'd swear it was painted on with how tight it was. Brandon couldn't help but stare at her nips poking out from her rather flat chest, when he wasn't flashing his eyes down to her paw and then her skirt that is.
"Well hello there," he tried to say as suave and masculine as he could, putting his drink down and turning to face the promiscuous feline in one smooth movement.
"Mmmm, hope you don't mind. I just saw you all alone and I couldn't resist getting to feel a real man." she purred in a sultry voice.
The pantheress took Brandon by the hand and led him to a secluded little corner. Without any further explanation, her paws were all over him, kissing him before she slowly started to work her way down his body. Brandon was already a little tipsy himself so he really didn't think about what she might say if she kept going and this led to what he hoped it might.
A clink and a zip brought the cheetah to his senses and a gasp from the panther made Brandon's heart sink as he was afraid she might laugh or make some joke at the size of his dick. But she didn't, instead, he looked down and she was smiling and looking up at him.
Cupping and rubbing his little dick and balls, her tail started to flick about like mad. 'She's into it maybe?' He thought.
"I was looking forward to sucking your cock," she said as she opened her little hand bag and reached in. "But now... Now you get to have so much more fun! I can't wait till we get to work together."
Brandon looked confused at what she just said, even being a little tipsy it still sounded odd. Then looking down he spotted something weird. As she crouched with her mouth at his crotch level, her legs were spread wide and he noticed that her little panties had a wet spot, and a little bulge.
"What are you talking about? What's going on - hurrr..." Brandon started to ask before his muzzle was covered with some cloth she had pulled out of her bag. The cheetah tried to struggle but it all happened so fast and the last thing he remembered seeing was the panther standing over him, rubbing the little bulge in her panties with a tiger standing behind her, nodding.
With the memories of the night, or maybe just a few hours before coming back to him, Brandon's eyes slowly opened, bringing the room before him into focus. It wasn't the most well-lit room in the world, but as his feline eyes adjusted to the gloom, he began to notice two things. One, that he was nude, and two, that he was secured into a chair by steel manacles on his wrists, ankles, thighs, waist and neck, even his tail was bound to the chair. Needless to say, he wasn't going anywhere.
"Awake at last, I see," Purred an unfamiliar feminine voice from nearby.
He moved his head about as much as the neck restraint would allow, but she was walking around to stand before him anyway, swishing her tail from side to side. She was a tall leopard, with long hair and a face covered in slutty make-up. Her attire screamed "I want to get fucked", consisting of high heels, fishnet stockings, a super short black leather mini-skirt, a black leather corset with frills that clung to her little waist and chest and a leather collar with a single silver ring. As she stood there, rubbing herself through her mini-skirt, he noticed garters going under her skirt and attached to her stockings. Brandon didn't want to admit that she looked pretty hot, considering his predicament.
The leopard looked down at him, taking in his nude body and smirked at his cock. "Tabitha was right, it's too small, barely three inches I'd say," she said with a demeaning tone. Brandon closed his eyes for a moment hoping this was all some dream, he felt so embarrassed by her stare and comment, but he wasn't dreaming. "So small and pathetic," she continued, "That's why you're here."
"What!?" He demanded of her, channeling his embarrassment into anger. "Who the fuck are you!? What's going on!?"
She giggled before replying. "It's simple! You've been deemed 'too small' by the standards of the Mistress and the Masters," said the slutty leopard calmly. "Males like you have no use to females, so you've been brought here for... Reprogramming."
He felt himself starting to panic. "What do you mean?"
"You'll be fixed," she said with a smile and a flick of her tail. "Instead of desiring to lay with women, you'll learn to crave men instead. You'll learn to desire REAL males with their big cocks, and will soon beg to suck them and have them fuck your ass-pussy. Your role in life will be to satisfy them."
As she was telling Brandon his fate, she started to pinch her own nipple as it was obvious she was flashing back to her own experiences.
"No!" He protested, rattling in vain against his restraints, panic rising in his chest. He had no idea if this insane bitch could do what she claimed, but there was no way anyone was making him gay!
"It's no use fighting it," said the leopard in a sultry tone, pressing a finger to her lips "Anyway, it's going to be fun!" And so saying, she lifted her skirt, and revealed her own tiny cock underneath, locked up in a silver chastity device. Brandon's eyes widened in shock, she wasn't a she at all - she was a guy! "The Mistress fixed me too! Now I know the pleasure of being a mindless slave to cock! And when I am not being fucked by big hot males, I get to play with my toys or help make more sissy sluts like myself." She smiled and turned around, bending over and showing that she had what had to be a donkey-sized dildo up her ass this entire time. "It's only natural that little dicklettes like ours aren't made for being used after all."
"NO!" He screamed. "Let me out!"
"Shush..." Soothed the leopard. "Your cries will upset the others!"
He frowned. What others? He strained his neck to look around the room, suddenly noticing the two other nude males strapped into chairs identical to his. The three of them pretty much filled the small and non-descript bare-brick room. All three of them were facing a large flat screen on the far wall, but it was currently off.
The sissy leopard walked to the other two males in turn. Both were out cold, and she woke them with a teasing lick to their cheek and smelling salts.
The first one, a buck, if you could even call him that with his antlers lying on the floor next to him. They'd clearly recently been sawed off, his nubs had also been filed down and obscured by his hair. He was maybe in his twenties with a slim body and dark hair. He woke quickly with the sissy leopard's attention, and stared up at her with a smile as if he was waking to or from a pleasant dream.
"Good morning, Slave Mistress Michaela," he happily explained. "Do I get to have more reprogramming today?!" he asked with excitement in his voice.
'That faggot, crossdressing leopard's name is Michaela apparently,' Brandon noted as he watched the deracked deer interact with and seem pleased to see Michaela.
"Yes, Paula," she replied as she licked the end of his snout, calling the other captive by a female name. "You've been doing so well these last few weeks. In just a few more sessions the last of your mind will be purged and fixed, and then you can be a true cum slut!"
"Oh yes!" said Paula, his voice full of eager desperation. "I want to suck cock so badly, Michaela! Please! Please let me suck cock!"
"Soon, soon," promised the sissy leopard. "In the meantime, just watch the video as you always do. Don't fight it, just watch and want and let your will collapse. Watch and want. Watch and crave."
"Watch and want," intoned Paula. "Watch and crave."
Michaela smiled at how docile and submissive the young male was becoming, and walked over the third and final of her captives. She woke this one the same way as with the deer, but he was far less happy to see her.
"You again you freak!" Snarled the wolf, this guy about thirty or so and, despite a muscled physique that showed through his light gray fur, he too was severely lacking in cock size. It was then that Brandon noticed that the canine had a chastity device on, a cock cage. It was little and black, with a pool of what must have been pre below it. The cheetah looked over to the deer and down at his crotch and saw the same thing, although "Paula's" was purple.
Brandon did his best to look down at his own dick to see if they snuck one on him too, relieved to find his sheath was free of any such device. As he started to wonder if he was going to get one, the wolf started to yell again.
"You've had me here for days and I still haven't bent to your insanity! Just give up and let me go!" The wolf yelled while he struggled against his bonds.
"Now now," admonished Michaela. "We both know that isn't true, Samantha. You came so much yesterday, you can see the evidence for yourself." The sissified leopard put her paw in the puddle of cum and pre, bringing it to her lips and licking it before going back for another dip. This time she put it to the wolf's lips and smeared it on like it was lipstick. With all the yelling, barking and snapping earlier, Brandon expected the canine to bite her but surprisingly, he just sat there with a blank look and let her do it. "I think you're starting to like the reprogramming." She said while grinding herself against his leg in some vain attempt to get some pleasure through her own chastity device. She started speaking again, not giving 'Samantha' a chance to answer her apparently rhetorical question.
"Oooh... You're going to make the loveliest muscle sissy. I can't wait to have you accompany me to a club, get your sissy ass filled by a real male until I call you over to bring a new little-dicked male here to become your sissy sister," she purred, getting off on the idea.
"N-Never!" Spat the male canine defiantly after a moment, as if he had to clear his head before he could say or do anything. "And my name is Samuel!"
"Samantha," corrected the sissified leopard firmly. "Small-dicked cum sluts don't need male names. Now, be quiet and enjoy the show. I know you did yesterday," she added with a wink, sucking on her finger.
Then Michaela turned and walked back over to Brandon with that same swish in her tail. "Don't worry about your future sister sissies," She said to Brandon. "Just focus on the video and you will be fine. And before I forget, you're 'Brandie' from now on, that's a nice slutty name for a cock hungry slut like you, okay?"
"No it isn't!" He snapped back, looking over at Samantha, er... Samuel, for support and seeing the other rebellious captive nod in encouragement. "My name is Brandon!"
"Not important!" Michaela told him firmly. "You'll soon be born again as your true self, a sissy slut, and that slut will need a new name," the leopard said as she bit her lower lip in a wicked smile, crouching down in front of him. "A new name and one other little thing for your... little thing." She licked her lips as her fingers started to play with his sheath.
"Wha... What're you doing now you freak?!" Brandon hissed, trying to pull away but finding that the chair prevented such a thing.
"I'm just giving you one last memory of what it's like to use your little dicklette," she said, hiking her tail up and wiggling her ass in excitement as she saw him starting to poke out of his sheath. She started to rub his tiny member by the tip to coax it out further, then using half her paw she began to stroke his meager length all while she was slowly bouncing on that massive dildo she had in her ass.
Brandon tried to fight it, ignore it, anything to keep himself from getting hard from a sissified leopard guy stroking his dick. But his body had other plans. In no time he was fully hard with his barbs flaring from the expert handling.
Huffing, trying to control himself, the cheetah looked from one side to the other. He saw the now doe-boy Paula grinding his ass against his seat as he watched intently with his mouth open and bobbing his head slightly. As if the deer were imagining what it would be like to suck him or something. Brandon shut his eyes and turned his head, opening them so he could concentrate on something other than the silken paw teasing his barbs only to now see the wolf, Samuel, cringing while he too ground his ass in the chair. It was obvious that Samuel wanted to look away, but the little bit of drool coming from his muzzle meant that he too was thinking about what it would be like to have a cock in his mouth right now. It was all too much for the cheetah to take.
"Hnnnngggg... I'm gonna fucking cum if you..." Brandon said through grit teeth. He was ready to cum, seconds away from blowing his load when Michaela's paw simply let go. His tiny stiffy was twitching, a single breath on it would have been enough to put him over the edge, but instead of that, a splash of ice cold water was dumped in his lap.
Michaela giggled at Brandon's surprised shriek, putting the empty cup down as she watched his little dick start to shrink. "There, now to make you complete," she purred as he felt something cold clamping tight around his dick and sheath followed by a 'click'.
Brandon tried to look down and see what just happened best as he could, what he saw caused shear panic to fill him. Over his dick and sheath was a pink chastity device, shaped just like everyone else had on in the room.
"Don't worry Brandie, you were never able to use it like a real male anyways. It was just getting in the way. Very soon you'll learn the joys of cumming from your ass alone." She held her dildo in her ass as she stood up and turned around, making sure it was firmly planted inside her again before heading out with a sway in her hips. "Enjoy your session girls."
And with that, she left the room with a door located behind the three of them. The heavy metal clang of the door locking told them of her departure. As soon as she was gone Brandon struggled against his bonds again, stopping as he looked down between his legs, desperately trying to figure some way out of this situation. However, his mind just drew a blank, the only thing he could focus on at that very moment was that there was a pink chastity cage locked to his member.
Michaela entered a plush looking room that was used to monitor and control those being fixed. Three males in suits stood watching a wall of monitors, all showing feeds of Brandon and the others in the room as well as a couple in another room in various stages of reprogramming.
These males were just some of the masters in charge. The largest of them, an appaloosa mustang was talking with a female hyena in a tight red dress when he noticed Michaela enter. The sissy leopard got down on her knees and looked up to the big male and waited for permission to speak. A smile crept over the equine's long face as he made her wait a moment.
"Speak slut..." he said as if he were talking to an object and not a living being.
Michaela smiled, instinctively spreading her legs and raising her tail when the horse gave her an order. "One slave is almost complete, master, and another is coming along nicely. The newest one just arrived today but I'm already sure she will make a fine sissy slave slut for you and the mistress."
The female hyena walked up until she was standing right in front of the leopard, towering over her as Michaela knelt on the floor. She leaned over to better look down on the now completely submissive leopard sissy.
"It's taken you far too long to fix these new ones, pussy! The masters shouldn't have to wait this long for an obedient slut! Do I have to strap you back down in one of those chairs again and make sure you're not getting stupid ideas, that you're some kind of male, that you don't have to dedicate your life to serving the masters, do I?!" The hyena barked at the leopard, who tried to hide how much she was actually getting off at being insulted and demeaned.
The stallion just watched with a large and noticeable bulge in his pants. At the same time, one of the other males, a very large Great Dane, came over and groped the hyena's ass. He had the little black panther, the same one that had 'caught' Brandon from the club, hanging on him, feeling him up the entire time. "Answer the house mistress bitch!"
"Yes, I will dedicate my heart, my life, my soul to the masters again and again... I'll increase the intensity of the reprogramming immediately, master, mistress, " she moaned out, vigorously grinding her ass against the floor to get the dildo in her ass to move.
Hearing her answer the Dane turned his attention back to the panther. He turned to face Tabitha who was panting with lust for the aggressive canine, placed his paw on her head and effortlessly pushed the amorous feline down so his straining cock was at the same level as her mouth. "Get to work bitch! Do a good job and I'll knot your sissy-cunt."
The sissified panther panted, taking in the canine's thick musk like it was ambrosia and nodded instantly, vigorously. She opened his pants and was smacked in the face with his huge, throbbing cock. Her raspy tongue began working his leaking tip, swirling around it and lapping up the salty sweet pre like it were cream. It wasn't long before the Dane was moaning as his sissy slave's head was bobbing on his length, making a meal of it like she hadn't eaten in months.
While this was going on, the other male in a suit, a black bear, was now sitting in an armchair while getting his dick sucked by a skinny little cougar, naked except for his cock cage. "Oh just get on with it already! I'm getting tired of the same mouth here," the bear growled as he took his foot paw and shoved the submissive cougar off his cock. Instead of cowering or running away, the femme feline just got to his hands and knees and looked up at the bear with nothing but more lust and desire in his eyes.
With a stoic stride, the stallion walked up to the still kneeling Michaela, slapped the hyena hard on her ass and motions with his head towards the door when she turned to look at him. "Go make yourself useful, I'll take care of things here," he ordered.
The hyena nodded, treating the slap and command like they were a compliment. She proudly walked out, grabbing a crop that was hanging on the wall as she left, licking her lips in anticipation.
Staring down at the lust filled, randy leopard, he opened his pants and let his hefty cock slip out. Michaela started to shuffle towards his beckoning maleness with her mouth open and tongue out, anxiously leaning in to put her lips around his shaft. However, before she could crane her head up to slip his massive cock down her throat, her horse master grabbed her by the jaw and glared at the leopard.
"Stupid slut! You're neglecting your other duties..." the horse griped, grabbing her by her collar with his other hand and pulling her to her feet. He practically tossed the femme leopard across the room, pushing her against the control panel in front of the monitors.
Michaela moaned as she was tossed about, biting her lip as her little locked up cock strained against its prison as she watched one of her masters step out of his pants and walk towards her with his stiffening cock bouncing with each step. Her dicklette was oozing pre as she wondered just what the stud had in mind for her.
The equine master took Michaela by the shoulder and spun the leopard around with ease. She took deep breaths with a lustful smile as she immediately hiked her tail up, pulling the back of her skirt up with it and exposing her tailhole winking around the rubber dick, desperate to be filled by a real cock again.
Michaela was bent over, her head forced into the control panel and held there by the horse's big hand. He raised his opposite hand and smacked the femme leopard firmly on her tight little ass before reaching down and taking the dildo in her ass by the base and yanking it out, letting it fall to the floor.
Michaela moaned and mewed lewdly with every push, shove and slap. She had been trained, her mind altered to treat pain as pleasure and that nothing felt better than to serve her masters.
Unceremoniously, the moment the dildo was free from her sissy-pussy, with a strong hump, the stallion shoved his cock inside his sissy leopard slave. With his length nestled in the depths of her ass, he started to pull back with his strong hips and then slammed his entire length back inside with a muffled flap as his balls smacked against her ass. Again and again his pendulous sack beat against her ass while his cock drilled away at her depths.
"Mmmfff!!!... You're still nice and tight for me at least," the horse groaned. "Now start the session already. Make us some new play things."
Michaela mewled as she was taken by one of her masters, her dainty dicklette spurting out little jets of pre with each thrust from the massive horse. Hearing his praise of how tight her tailhole was she clenched down on it for him like a good sissy slave should while she hit the controls for the reprogramming session to start.
A few seconds later, the wide screen before Brandon and the others came on. The day's reprogramming had begun...
Brandon watched the images for the first time, horrified. It started relatively simple, with males of several different species... Nude. Long camera shots across their bodies, homing in on their rather big cocks. One of the males, a zebra, was a well-endowed hunk even for an equine, with a ripped physique and that cock was three times as long as the combined length of the three of them being forced to watch! He and his handful of friends stood around a bedroom, teasing their growing erections, stroking and shaking them as the cameras circled.
Suddenly, there was a slight swirl of lights and colors that you could only just make out on the screen with the video. Every so often Brandon was sure he saw words flash across the screen that moved and pulsed with the semi-visible swirl, so fast that Brandon almost couldn't catch it. They seemed to change but eventually he managed to make out what it said.
Big males are superior to you!
"What?!" He frowned in disgust.
"Big males are superior to me..." Intoned the ever-eager Paula to his left. Looking over, Brandon saw the deracked deer with a dumb smile on his face, gyrating his hips into his chair. He was moaning, groaning or whimpering depending on which guy the screen was focusing on. The glazed over look on his face changed to one of utter lust and depravity when the image went from the jaguar to that zebra with the monster schlong. Brandon cringed as he was able to make out a little jet of pre shot out from the slit in Paula's cock cage as the doe-boy moaned and humped his ass into the seat.
Meanwhile in the control room, the stallion's balls were slapping against Michaela's ass. Strings of pre were being flung all over as they spewed out of her little cock prison, splattering over the controls and the floor. The sissy leopard's tongue hung out of her mouth in a pool of drool on the panel as the horse pinned her head down as he used his sissy's ass-pussy.
"Increase the power!" he said as he slammed his hips into Michaela's ass and ground his cock in, balls deep. "Crank the reprogramming up even more. Make 'em all mindless cock addicted sissy slaves!... Just like you."
The lust addled femme leopard moaned and nodded best she could as she took the paw bracing herself against the control panel and fumbled for the intensity controls. With her actions, her mustang master pulled out and slammed himself back in several times as a reward when he saw his sissy slave turn the settings into the red.
Brandon felt a massive strain all of a sudden, like an ache behind his eyes as the video he was forced to watch seemed to hammer itself into his head. On screen the show continued as a second group of males entered. These males were much smaller, lacking big muscles and having tiny cocks that were locked up in the same chastity device as the one that was just locked on him. These males were mostly dressed in skimpy outfits or lingerie, if they had any clothes on at all that is and all were instantly submissive to the bigger males.
Small males must serve!
The words flashed on the screen as the three bound captives watched, and again Paula dutifully repeated, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, flicking it as if he might be able to actually lick one of the big guys on the screen.
Brandon decided that he had had enough of this already. His head was pounding, the cheetah decided that he refused to watch this insanity anymore and shut his eyes instead.
Instantly an electric charge ran through his restraints, a jolt of agony that made his eyes snap open.
"That won't work," said Samuel sadly, lust leaking through into his voice. "They're watching us... Making sure that we're being good sissy slaves." A strand of drool dribbled down and added to the puddle of pre forming between the wolf's legs.
"Don't shut your eyes. Just watch," urged Paula with a pant. "Watch and want..."
Left with no other choice, Brandon watched, trying to keep his gaze off the screen but in the end he felt compelled to look. Between the barrage of scantily clad or completely naked men and the unending cascade of those translucent colors and commands, it was getting hard for him to think. It was like a fog was rolling over his brain. No one gave him an electric charge for just sitting and watching, and for what felt like days on end, the cheetah watched the images. His eyelids drooping over his feline eyes as they began to glaze over.
Time passed, and the endless parade of instructions, accompanied by guy on guy action, continued. It became harder and harder for the cheetah to look away, he felt compelled to watch the erotic display. His head would pound and he would feel physically sick if he tried to think of anything else to take his mind off the studs on the screen or the actions of the other sissies.
Brandon took a deep breath and then another, feeling his heart pound as he watched. His tiny dick was being squashed inside its prison, begging to be set free, but the cheetah couldn't reach it, not that it would have done him any good anyhow. Despite his best efforts to resist, his dicklette was starting to ooze pre.
In the video, the puny males were now on their knees before the big males, servicing them with their mouths. A lithe fox dressed in a black sheer babydoll teddy with crotchless panties paired up with the zebra, licking his lips and lifting his tail as he hungrily began servicing the stud. They started out by licking the heads of the big, engorged cocks, tasting the sweet precum there. A naked coyote already had his chin on the big Doberman's nuts and his nose buried in his pubic fur before any of the others. Then, the rest took the lengths into their mouths, gleefully sucking as the big males moaned in pleasure at the well-practiced blow-jobs.
Brandon started to breathe heavier and heavier, glancing over at the other two. Samuel was openly panting, lapping at the air like an excited puppy would. The cheetah then turned his attention to Paula as he started begging, "I want it! I want it NOW!... Master, please put it in me now!"
The deer began humping against his seat, bouncing on it best he could with his limited amount of movement. All the while, the commands continued across the screen.
Sucking cock is fun!
Swallowing cum tastes good!
You're not a male, you're a slut!
Your cock is no use to anyone!
You can only cum with cock in your ass!
You live to serve hot big-dick males!
Sluts like you are slaves to cock, the lowest beings there are!
Many times over these were repeated, fading in and out so often that Brandon began to get used to their presence. Paula clearly knew the script well, reciting each line as he would grind his ass into his chair. Several times the little doe-boy's cock spurted out a miniscule glob of cum that would trickle out from his cage. Each time he had one of these sissy-gasms, he would cry out, "I'm a slut!" in ecstatic joy. The orgasmic bliss on his face was something that made Brandon both fearful and, oddly, a little aroused.
A steady 'fap-fap-fap-fap' filled the control room as the horse continued to fuck Michaela. He watched the displays with a wicked grin while his hips never stopped moving. "Set it to max! I don't want a single one of them to have a thought left in their slut brains other than wanting cock!" he whinnied as his thrusts started to lift the sissy leopard off the floor and bang her head against the monitor.
All Michaela could do was moan and push her ass back into his thrusts best she could, trying to get his massive cock even deeper inside, her tail thrashing about in ecstasy while she set the controls to max.
All three captives gasped at the same time as if a heavy weight slammed into them. Their eyes wide and muzzles agape, they stared at the intense pulsing lights that overtook the screen until it faded into the background again. Brandon was the first to make a sound after that blast that felt like it pierced his brain.
"O-Oh fuck... Look at that..." he babbled while his head was filled with images of himself nursing on those stud's cocks. He never felt so horny as he did right then and there, but his headache returned when he tried to push those thoughts and feelings away. His mind continuously filled with the thoughts of cock and how much he needed it, desired it, craved it... Inside him.
The effects of the mental blast were just as intense to the others. Samuel was panting with a look of desire on his face, watching the video with such intensity that you could have punched the wolf upside his head and he wouldn't have flinched. Paula on the other hand, sat motionless and silent for the first time since the video started. His mouth open, tongue hanging out with a long strand of drool hanging from it. The deer was already close to being finished with the reprogramming, the sudden wave of intensity did more than put him over the edge, leaving him properly mind-fucked.
After seemingly a marathon of oral sex, the big males on the screen came hard, and the small males eagerly tasted the thick white cum of their superiors. The Doberman started barking things like 'good girl' and 'take it slut' at the coyote sissy that was sucking his cock, the big alpha male had already knotted himself in the little canid's muzzle. When the cum stopped flowing out of the sides of his lips, the Doberman forced his femme cum dumpster's mouth open further with his paws until his bulbous cock slipped out and snarled in lust as he watched his bitch try and catch his breath. Then, as the other hunks recovered, their sluts fell to all fours, raised their tails and presented their sissy-pussies to their masters.
"Get ready, new guy... It's about to feel so good," Samuel murred, a hint of lust and desire in his voice that wasn't there before.
Brandon wondered what he meant, but quickly the answer came. He suddenly felt something hard, warm and wet rising from the chair beneath him and poking at his tailhole, and he quickly guessed what it was!
It feels good to have cock in your ass!
This newest command was seared into their minds with a surge of light as the big males began to fuck their sissy sluts on the video. The focus started on the rather muscular jaguar as he started to rub his tip against the ring of a little lion with no mane to speak of. The eager lion sissy wiggled his rump at the other large feline, his frilly black garterbelt and stockings accentuating his round, bubble butt.
The jaguar shifted forward, pressing his cocktip to that pristine feline pucker, and he ground it against that opening for a moment. Brandon didn't even notice that he groaned as he was watching the lion's ring squeeze and relax, almost as if it was trying to pull the big cat's cock into it. The jaguar grunted softly, and pushed forward, growling lustfully as his cock easily sank into the lion's willing depths.
As the three watched that little lion sissy get mounted, the dildos that were pressing against their own tail ends began to penetrate them, mimicking what they were watching. Brandon grunted in pain at first and tried to shift his body to escape the slowly rising fake cock, but his lower body was too firmly secured to the chair. He looked to the others as if to get some comfort or advice, anything that might help avoid this fate, but he was met with the sight of both of them grinding and bouncing away in their chairs in apparent bliss.
Samuel was lost to rational thoughts, his expression seemingly caught in a permanent sex face with his uppers curled and eyes squinting, his hips gyrating and grinding against the anal toy. Paula was, predictably, delighted, gasping with pleasure as he was violated, the doe-boy was rapidly bouncing as fast as he could, trying to get the dildo or himself off from the purely lust addled look he had.
The device penetrated deeper, and it caused Brandon a sudden pinching pain for a moment and then just a feeling of fullness. The cheetah abruptly moaned as he felt the invading fake member reach the base, which he absently noted included a complete with a set of plump rubbery balls that pressed against his little ones. He felt it start to pull back and it was then that Brandon realized it wasn't some ordinary sex toy, it was a feline shaped dildo. It had little rubbery barbs that scraped, tugged and pulled at his insides as the fat kitty dildo started to slide in and out of him. Another frilly of colors and patterns on the screen had the cheetah moaning again, now unable to help himself as he started lifting and dropping himself on the fake feline dick.
He didn't want to feel it, but he couldn't fight it. It felt good, really good. Brandon felt waves of pleasure wash over him as he was rewarded for his thoughts and actions. The absolutely straight cheetah didn't want to think how this might look, he only cared about how it felt while those barbs were teasing that little pleasure button inside him as his cock pulsed, useless and trapped inside of its pink prison.
His clouded mind tried to form a coherent thought, but only came up with, 'This is why they were bouncing... I never knew it could feel like this.'
Those old thoughts of how disgusting it would be to have something in his ass were quickly being replaced with more and more new ones. New thoughts of how he always wanted this, how he wants to be used and fucked by real men, how he had really been a sissy slut that craved cock his entire life. As more of these thoughts were forced into his head, his old personality and memories were being pushed down further and further until they were buried so deep it was as if they never existed.
Amongst the pulsing images on the screen, and thrusting of the dildo, Brandon would have moments of clarity for an instant, the last of his old self fighting back. His subconscious would scream at him to find a way out, resist, do anything to get out, but those thoughts were quickly corrected. The waves coming from the video made sure that even fleeting thoughts like those were met with pains in his head that only got worse. It wasn't long before the cheetah's mind started to submit.
At times Brandon was aware enough to realize he was going crazy. He would find himself mindlessly bucking up and down against the bonds in his chair, trying to get more of the imitation kitty cock in him before his mind would fog over again as the reprogramming blanked out his head again. The whole time, his pink cage was making a dull, wet clang on the chair as it bounced in and out of the puddle of pre that was forming.
Brandon continued drifting in and out of clarity, his senses, his mind, reason, all of them were seamlessly flowing together and merging into some kind of dream. When he was able to pull himself back to reality, it was just like trying to remember a dream. Without warning, the three anal toys came to life while buried deep in each of them, and Brandon was shocked out of his dream state. It was then that he felt the fleshy rubber barbs tingle as they raked his insides, it took him another moment to put two and two together and realize that the entire dildo was vibrating! His whole ass began to shake as it started up inside him, and though he tried to tell himself it hurt, that feeling was rectified and changed by the programming so that to him it actually felt oddly soothing; vibrating directly against the pleasure button that was his prostate.
Having his prostate assaulted by the battering of the toy's shaft, the pulling and scraping of the rubbery barbs and now the electrifying vibrations of it all was just too much for the cheetah. His entire body clenched, he couldn't even breathe, the near orgasmic sensation pushed him right over the edge for that instant. Like being revived and reborn he took a lung full of air and began crying out in ecstasy, semi-consciously praising his masters for giving him this feeling, devoting himself to the service of cocks. For that moment, the totally straight cheetah was in fact a completely gay sissy slut, and she loved it.
Eventually the initial shock of everything passed and Brandon panted, realizing what he said and thought. 'It was just a physical response' he told himself, looking down and feeling ashamed that he nearly came. Still, the massive pool of pre that was being fed from the endless river streaming from his caged member didn't make him feel any better.
Just then, another blast of the hypnotic wave crashed into them. It was similar to the previous ones in intensity and effect, Paula looked as though he was so close to cumming with this one but was denied any such relief. Still, it had the most effect on him nonetheless.
It feels good to have cock in your pussy!
"It feels so good to have a cock in my pussy!" cried Paula, repeating the words that were being imprinted in his mind. The screen continued to pulse with its hypnotic programming while the deer eagerly concentrated on it as even more pre started leaking from his dicklette as he fruitlessly tried to reach orgasm despite the restriction of the cage. He was so close, he swore just another second and he'd cum...
You can't cum without permission!
The command was like a slap in the face, especially for the now very needy deer. Being so close and then denied only stoked his desire to ride real cock as soon as he could. His mind was lost to everything but his masters and cock.
Meanwhile, Samuel was losing what resistance was left in him. His old protests of "No" were now gleeful cries of "YES!" Slobber covering his face while he mindlessly pleaded, "Please... Yes!... Again..."
Brandon suddenly took a deep breath in and managed to come to his senses for a moment. He looked on in horror and fascination as Samuel's tiny cock began to leak such copious amounts of pre onto the chair that it started to pool and drip to the floor, whimpering and whining like a puppy the entire time. He wondered how long it would be before he too found reluctant joy in the violation of his ass. Could he fight it? Would he?
'Certainly the smaller males on the video were loving the real thing being inside them,' he began to think while his attention refocused on the scene in front of him, fixated on the jaguar stud fucking that lucky lion. As the larger jaguar pounded the lion sissy's ass, he moaned and cried out in pleasure, begging his superior to be harder and faster. Brandon had never seen gay porn before, and he was stunned by how enthusiastic the submissive male was. It was like he was addicted, like he was a junkie for the drug called 'cock'. Oddly, the subliminal commands reflected this.
You crave cock in your ass!
You NEED cock in your ass!
The scene changed from the jaguar and his lion to the Doberman while he was stroking his crimson cock, slapping it against the naked coyote's ass. All three gasped and groaned when the feline dildos up their tail holes were pulled out in time with the scene changing. Just as the Doberman began to tease his sissy bitch's pucker with his drooling tip, a new and different toy started to do the same with theirs.
The Doberman wasn't gentle, shoving his length into the coyote all the way to his knot with one violent thrust. It was then that Brandon realized that the new dildo was mirroring the video, and they were all now being penetrated by a canine shaped toy.
"I need cock in my ass!" Samuel moaned as he began to grind himself down against the invading rubber canine member. The wolf flinched after every command as if they were an electric jolt hit him, followed by a shudder and whimper, the process was becoming pleasurable to him. He didn't try and brace himself in anticipation anymore, he opened himself up and let them pour in.
You'll do anything for a big, hard cock to fuck you senseless!
You live for getting fucked by big cocks!
You feel empty without a real cock inside you!
You NEED it in your pussy!
Real cock in your sissy-pussy, this is all that matters to you!
Brandon started to nod and smile, feeling so full as the big round knot of that canine dildo was wedged past his already quivering ring. He began mumbling, slurring out "I nee cock in ma pushy... Real cock im sishy-pushy... all dat matter..."
This is all that matters to a sissy slut!
You are a sissy slut!
You are a sissy slut!
You are a sissy slut...
In unison, all three spoke, "I'm a sissy slut!" The passion in their voices was clear, saying the words out loud sent an electric, orgasmic wave down their spines.
Like before, the scene changed and the canine dildo that was firmly knotted in all their asses was tugged several times before popping out. The sharp pain of having such a large knot yanked out without deflating it made Brandon wince and yowl. The other two didn't seem to have as much trouble, treating the experience as if it were pleasurable.
Brandon's little tail hole wasn't so little anymore. The cheetah could feel that his ass was gaping open and aching, aching with pain but also an ache to be filled again. It was all so much for him to process, especially with his head so cluttered with so many new thoughts and desires that he never dreamed he would have. It was then that he noticed the video had moved onto the zebra. The same one from the beginning of the video with a dick that was long and thick as his own arm. In his addled state Brandon was still able to conclude what was going to happen next.
The zebra was diligently thrusting away inside the dainty vulpine when he nickered, took hold of the base of his shaft and pulled his entire cock out. He took his stallionhood, slapping it hard between the upturned cheeks of the fox and started to slide it up and down while a river of pre coated every inch of the fox's back side. Rearing his hips back, the striped equine aimed and pressed his flaring tip against the mewling fox's hole, Brandon whimpered when he felt a huge rubbery mass doing the same to his quivering tail hole.
Taking a firm grip on the fox's hips, the zebra grunted and thrust himself back into the tight, warm hole of his sissy slut. Brandon tried to brace himself for what he knew was coming next, but nothing, not the feline dildo nor the knot of the canine one really prepared him for the impressive size and girth or the equine dildo that was now being shoved further into his depths than anything had ever gone. At that moment, Brandon had never felt so deeply full in his life.
Just like the zebra on the screen, the dildo remained deep in his flesh tunnel, grinding away inside him as the cheetah could feel that he was practically sitting on a set of irrepressible equine balls. The vibrating started again, but it wasn't like with the feline model, it wasn't as fast. This was more like a heavy throb, stretching his already strained ass past its limit, with each thump Brandon felt his constrained cock pulsate and dribble more pre.
The zebra, and in turn the dildo, began pulling back slowly and then stopped, then bucked forward, slapping his balls against the fox rump with a loud 'SMACK'. Again and again he pumped his whole length in as he resumed fucking the elated vulpine. The cheetah couldn't form words if he wanted to, the force of being penetrated that deep and hard was too much for his inexperienced hole, he babbled and moaned as the rubber equine shaft mimicked the zebra.
Brandon didn't know what to do, what he could do or if he would even be able to fight something like this. With each thrust it felt like that flared head was battering against his brain. All feelings of pain were gone, he instead felt every vein, every bump and wrinkle and especially the medial ring of that heavenly shaft as it fucked him silly.
As the guy-on-guy porn reached its climax, so did the commands, hammering home again and again what it wanted the three captives to be. All three of the studs in the video started ordering their sluts to cum, slapping their ass, fully sheathing their cocks in their sissy slut cock-warmers as they in turn began to cum.
The zebra whinnied, tossing his head back as he impaled the fox whose face was contorted into one of dumbfounded bliss while his little caged dicklette oozed cum and his sissy-cunt was filled to the point of overflowing with zebra stallion seed. Brandon looked over at Paula, who was crying out his sissy slut status while his caged cock started leaking out cum just like the fox on the screen. The look of mindless joy on his face was indescribable. Paula was clearly addicted to the pleasure given to him by the dildo in his ass, and Brandon knew that, were a real cock present, Paula would submit as eagerly as the small males in the video.
Although, the question was still rattling in Brandon's head; was Paula always gay? Or had he come here just as defiant as Samuel? Did this video really break males as that sissy leopard had claimed? Would it soon break him?
These thoughts faded as Brandon's attention was then drawn to Samuel, who to Brandon's surprise was also moaning in orgasmic release! Much like Paula, his dick was squirting out cum through the gaps in the cage. Brandon wondered briefly how it would feel, would it even feel good to cum like that, or would it just make him more desperate for a 'real' orgasm? He couldn't help but briefly feel jealous, that they were getting to cum and he wasn't! He shook his head to dismiss these thoughts, as a pulse of pain radiated through his head. The reprogramming continued to teach him that being jealous of others orgasms isn't what a sissy should feel.
Samuel had tried to cum since the canine dildo had knotted him but was denied with the restriction of his chastity and programming, but now, with permission, he had finally been able to cum. His eyes were wide with joy, he seemed to relish the feeling of release for a few moments, groaning in delight, until he remembered himself. His face fell, suddenly looking sad and fearful, and he stared at his still straining cock like it had betrayed him.
"Just like yesterday," He mused with a smile and then a look of regret as his senses returned to him. "I came just from having my ass violated!"
"Doesn't it feel so good to get off with a big cock in you!" said Paula with awe. The video had ceased with all of them panting and moaning, the sissies on screen cleaning their master's cocks diligently or licking each other clean of any jizz that was splattered over them and matting their fur. The vibrators were slowly withdrawing from their asses and back into the chairs. The pulses had stopped as well, and with no more commands being fed into the captives minds, their heads started to clear some. Now free to talk, the most obedient captive seemed to notice his fellows for the first time. "You are so lucky, Samantha!"
"It's happening... I can feel it! I'm going to end up like that queer over there. They're going to make me gay." Samuel said with bated breath. "Why was it so good this time? Why do I still want more?"
Brandon had no answer, his mouth simply hanging open in a slight pant. It was just like when he arrived, everything was fuzzy again and his head felt like it was so full it might pop. Able to think freely again, he was starting to be afraid of the very same thing. "I didn't cum, at least," He said, taking comfort in that.
"Neither did I on my first day," Said Samuel. "Resist as long as you can, but you should just accept that it feels so good to cum from getting your sissy-pussy used."
"Shush!" Said Paula. "The break is over, the video is starting again!"
"What?" Asked Brandon in a panic.
Samuel smiled. "Round two," he said. "And we'll watch another and another and another before this session is done." Samuel looked at the screen as it started to glow again, anxious and panting with what little of his tail he could move wagging.
The control room echoed with a loud whiny as the horse master finished in Michaela's sissy-pussy, his hefty balls emptied a torrent of his virile seed into her until it started to overflow. He pulled his spasming cock from her yearning hole, leaving the sissified leopard to fall to her knees as he yanked her head back and shoved his erupting flared head into her face, covering everything in a hot, sticky coating of his cream. His cum seeped into her fur as it ran down her face and chest. Michaela was in turn having a sissy-gasm of her own, her locked up little dicklette oozing her load onto the floor.
"Clean it slut," the appaloosa ordered, standing there with his still hard shaft leaking the last of his load.
Michaela opened her mouth and started to lap at his entire length with her rough tongue, diligently scooping up mouthfuls of his cum and swallowing. She occasionally tried to suck the stallion clean, but he was too big and the flared head was a bit too much even for her experienced throat to take. Purring as she worked, her stud master looked down and felt pride at what they turned her into.
"You gonna take all day over there?!" yelled the black bear from his armchair, the cougar he was with earlier now blissfully riding in his lap. "Have that slave check on the others already! If you want your cock sucked then use one that doesn't have duties to perform yet." The bear snorted and began to fuck the little cougar slut rather rough, scratching and slapping him and even biting his shoulder and drawing blood.
"Fucking hell! If you want a new play thing that bad then maybe you should program one yourself for a change!" the stallion yelled over his shoulder. Looking back down at the femme leopard who was still lapping at his cock as if she heard nothing, he rolled his eyes and huffed. "Fuck... hurry up slut. You still have work to do."
Michaela licked, slurped and swallowed all the remnants of cum that she could find on her master's cock, having finished she turned on her knees and looked up to her owner for instructions.
The stallion grabbed her by the collar and forced her to her feet again. She wobbled for a moment, feeling very weak in the knees after being allowed to service her master and his immense dick. She held onto the control panel to steady herself as he went and sat in an impressive chair that faced the monitors, having never put his pants back on and his shaft still semi-hard.
"Go... Check on our future sluts. See if the maximum setting sped things up, or if we just broke them to the point that they're just fleshlights," he commanded from his throne-like seat.
"Yes my master," Michaela nodded and scampered out.
Walking down the dim hall, Michaela passed several doors on her way to the Reprogramming rooms. Several had sissies in them in various states of dress, preparing for excursions out to fulfill their purpose of being good cum sluts for real males, and to find more little dicked males to make into sissy sisters.
Nearing the Reprogramming rooms the femme leopard heard a sharp 'WHACK' followed by several others. She slowed as she passed that door and saw the head mistress, dressed in full leather now, beating a vaguely canine shaped form that was bound from head to toe in a bodysuit and hanging from the ceiling. With each smack the leopard heard muffled moans of pleasure, the hyena snarled as she unzipped his muzzle. The lupine, obvious now that she could see the shape of his muzzle, started to beg for more from her, his exposed chastity cage leaking all over the black latex and down his leg.
"Quiet you sissy bitch! You were never given permission to speak!" she barked as she jammed a cock gag into his mouth and zipped it shut again.
"Mmmm... Lucky girl, getting trained by the mistress," was all Michaela said ,smiling, before continuing down the corridor to her destination.
The heavy door behind the three captives opened again and in strutted Michaela. As she walked past Brandon, he noticed that her legs and thighs were splattered with what he knew had to be cum. The slutty, sissy leopard was rubbing her face and chest and then licking her paws. She was giving herself a cat bath, cleaning her fur of the excessive amount of jizz that she was covered in. Brandon wondered what it might taste like for just a moment but was distracted when Paula began to beg.
"Please mistress, let me have a taste... I can smell it all over you. I'll do anything for a lick of that man-milk!" Her voice even more effeminate than it was before, begging with her mouth open and tongue sticking out, trying to get a lick.
"Hmm, you just might be done. I don't think there's a single thought in that empty head other than cock and cum is there my little doe?" she said, getting in close and grabbing her tongue and giving it a little shake. "Bring it in Tina!" she shouted.
Another door opened to the side and Brandon saw the same tiger that was with the panther who had knocked him out escorting an actual vixen into the room by the shoulders. She was naked except for a metal collar with the number 82 on it. She had a glass-eyed vacant expression on her face as if she was drugged out or just a completely broken sex slave.
Michaela kept hold of Paula's tongue as she entered a code on a panel on the chair. With a fast 'click', the bonds holding the cervine to the chair were released, Paula was only being held there by two fingers grasping her tongue.
"Now Paula..." The leopard began, "You can leave here and take number 82 with you as yours to do with as you please... No strings or catches, free to go." She got in closer, the sweet, chlorine and bleach-like smell of the stallion's seed filling Paula's nose. "Or you can stay here, with us, serving the masters, pleasing the cocks of real men... are you a small-dicked cum slut?... In doing so, will you seal that bitch's fate to be sold as a sex slave?" Michaela grinned devilishly as she let go of the deer's tongue and waited for an answer.
"Mistress... I serve the masters! I need cock!... I'm a sissy slut!" Paula declared, squirming in her chair as the need to be fucked overwhelmed her. Paula's identity of being a male in any real respect was gone, she was a sissy through and through now.
"What about poor number 82 over there with your sissy sister Tina?" Paula inquired.
"I only care about being the perfect cock sleeve for my masters and any other hunky males!" Paula replied without hesitation.
"Good girl... Follow Tina and you can start your new life of service. There's a master eagerly waiting," Michaela said as she licked her lips and swished her tail. "Now, as for you two... Enjoy the rest of the show."
Paula hopped out of the chair and walked as best she could on her unsteady legs over to the tiger. The muscular sissified tiger turned the vixen around and pushed her towards the door, Paula now finally able to move better, ran up and practically hung off the tiger, eager to be taken to her new purpose in life.
As Michaela left, the screen came alive with another video with new males, dressed in what could only be described as heavy bondage gear. As it panned out you could see several small males of various different species, bound in numerous ways, some in cages, others moaning while locked up to Saint Andrews cross, wiggling his bare ass to try and tempt one of the big doms. Brandon watched in horror again, wondering what was in store for him this time, until the screen pulsed again and the cheetah was sucked back into that hazy dream state of arousal, cocks and desire.
More time passed, and Brandon had no idea if it was hours or days that passed by. Eventually Samuel went the way of Paula, calling himself Samantha before long and declaring his loyalty and service to the masters. He too was given the choice to leave and be free but turned it down like it was a repugnant option, gleefully trotting off to his new life of service as well.
For a time, Brandon was the only one left in the room, the screen still lit up with videos with translucent colors and patterns pulsing, changing his mindset to one of a gay sissy cum slut. It was some time after the cheetah was able to cum on command that two new future sluts were brought in and strapped down. He watched the process of them getting their dicklette cages with a dumb smile, thinking how nice it was that they wouldn't have to worry about those useless little things anymore so they could concentrate on servicing a real male.
Then the day finally came, he was no longer Brandon or even a he, she was Brandie, the femme cheetah sissy slut. Cocks and cum were all she craved and her entire purpose in the world was to serve her masters. After mistress Michaela released her from her wonderful sissy chair, she was led to her first real cock, a master's cock.
Brandie and Tabitha sat at a small table at the back of the club near the bar, making eyes and suggestive looks at any males that caught their attention. The femme cheetah had a nearly see through mesh top on with pasties over her nipples, a pair of high-hip pink thong panties under a skin tight pair of pink shear hot pants. Tabitha padded Brandie's paw and pointed to a pair of tigers in the corner.
"Looks like one for each of us. I want the one on the left," the panther said as she got up and began running her paws over Brandie to coax her up.
"Mmmm, fine by me. The black one looks delicious." Brandie said as she made a show of licking a lollipop for the males.
Tabitha bit her lip, wanting to run over and jump in the tiger's lap. "Come on girl, I need some kitty cock tonight... Let's go."
Brandie stood up and raised her tail as the two put a sultry swing in their step, walking over to the pair of muscular felines. Without introducing themselves, the two sissy felines sat in the big cat's laps. Brandie craned her head back and started kissing the black tiger while grinding her rump into his impressive bulge. Tabitha took it in a different direction and already had her paw down her tiger's pants, desperate to get his thick meat inside her sissy-pussy.
Breaking her kiss, Brandie looked over to Tabitha and giggled as she noticed the panther was willing to ride him right here and now. "Hehe, I know I have a real man here... How about you?"
Tabitha purred as she dry humped the large striped feline. "Oh yeah, no need for Samantha tonight, I've got a real stud here."
The cheetah glanced over to a dark corner and saw Samantha there, bent over and being pounded by a big ox. "That's good... She's a little busy herself anyways." Brandie purred as she gestured for the tiger to take her to one of the private rooms.
Brandie spent the rest of that night eagerly sucking the black tiger's cock, bouncing in his lap as she rode his cock, that is, when the cheetah wasn't on all fours or on her back with the big cat's cock buried balls deep. This was the scene on most nights, Brandie was always dressed like a sissy slut in the various clubs she visited, her little dicklette forever locked up. She even served the masters in every capacity, pleasing their cocks or kidnapping other small dicked boys to turn into sissy sluts just like her.
'I have the perfect life,' Brandie thought as she lay on her back, legs spread and ass covered in the cum of a real male.
Art by - Seppel https://www.furaffinity.net/user/seppel/ and by - bymyside https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bymyside/
Written by TyFoxx https://tyfoxx.sofurry.com/
Edited by Ctahrpoe https://ctahrpoe.sofurry.com/