FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

-1-

You were always a pretty anxious sheep, and being anxious around wolves is normal - nearly every sheep you now is at least a little tense around wolves. Even the brave ones.

You are not a brave sheep. Wolves terrify you. Something about them evokes a primal terror in you that makes your heart pound in your ears and your speech disappear. You were sick of it, actually. You had decided to do something about it.

To fix it.

And so you had, after much anxious thought, decided to go to counseling for prey anxiety. According to the website, it was a pretty common problem. It assured you that after a few sessions, you'd be able to work side by side with predators of all species, including wolves. After a few more, you'd be happy to see them.

That seemed like a bold promise. So bold it made you wonder if the first one was even true.

Still, you couldn't take being what you were any longer, so you paid for the first session. And waited, anxiously, as the date creeped closer on the calendar. Closer and closer, every day considering your decision, wondering if you should cancel and just tackle it on your own.

Until, finally, the date arrived. You spent half an hour in front of the mirror just making sure your tie was on straight, your buttons were right, your belt was shiny.

Truth be told, you didn't know what you were supposed to wear to prey anxiety therapy. You just didn't want to be underdressed.

You followed the directions that you'd both printed out and memorized, just in case you'd memorized them wrong (you didn't), up to a quiet, isolated office in a group office building. The door was plain, without so much as a sign. That certainly didn't help your anxiety.

You lifted a hand to knock, and the door opened in your face. A handsome, blue wolf greeted you with a smile, and you froze in place.

Was it a trick? Why was there a wolf here? The website didn't say anything about exposure therapy. Maybe it did. Maybe you misread. You didn't like this. This was- this was-

"Hello." The wolf said in a deep voice that gave you a pit in your stomach. "I'm Matts. You must be... Valentine?"

You stared and swallowed a few times, your eyes wide open but narrow as pinpricks.

"Wonderful. Please, take a seat." He said, stepping aside and allowing you to enter. You legs shook on the floor as you clip-clopped your way inside. You thought about running. Fleeing down the stairway. You couldn't. All you could do was take a seat, sitting straight up, staring at the wolf in abject terror.

"So. You're here because you have a debilitating fear of predators." Matts said, leaning back on his chair, smiling gently. "I imagine this might come as a shock to you. But that's okay. It's all part of your treatment."

You nodded. Your throat felt like sandpaper. You were trembling.

"I can see that you, especially, have a very severe case." He said, leaning in to examine you, which made you reflexively lean back and tuck your chin into your chest. "That's wonderful. I've found-" He suddenly stood up and you bleated in surprise. "-that the most severe cases, have the most profound transformations." He said, pacing over to a picture on the wall.

"Do you see this picture?" He said, drawing your attention to a photograph of a happy looking sheep surrounded by grinning wolves. "Would you believe that this young man was once just like you?" You shook your head. No, you couldn't believe that.

"It's true. He was once just as timid little sheep like you. Could barely stand up around wolves. Couldn't breathe." The wolf began pacing around the room, recalling. "He fainted when he came here for his first session." The wolf chuckled deeply, and you shivered. Your hooves clattered lightly on the floor, because your legs were so tense and rigid, they were poised just above the floor. The wolf took notice, and you quickly pressed down on your thighs, to keep your hooves in place.

"I think we're going to start with a relaxation technique." He decided with a toothy grin that added a double digit number to your heartrate. "Focus on me."

As if you could focus on anything else. Your breath was shallow and quick, and you couldn't take your eyes off the wolf's teeth.

"No matter how frightened you are, you know you can do something as simple as focusing on me." He continued, sitting back down in his chair and crossing a leg. "Good. Very good. You're focused on me." He said. "And now, the tricky part. I want you to take a deep breath." He said.

You did your best, but you found yourself choking on the air and coughing a little. Your ears folded back, and you nearly averted your gaze in shame, though you remmebered that you were supposed to keep your eyes on him.

"Try again." He said patiently. "It's okay."

You obeyed, this time taking a long, shaky breath in, and shuddering as you let it out.

"There you go. There you go. I told you, it's tricky. You're doing very well, containing your fear right now." He said. Smiling and getting a nervous nod out of you. "Keep going. Deep breaths. Nice and slow. You can do it."

You slurped another breath into your mouth, and hissed it out quietly, and the wolf shook his head.

"Try through your nose." He said. "Keep your mouth closed."

You did, and found that your quick, shallow breathing simply didn't work through your nose. It wasn't enough oxygen. You were forced to slow your breathing to a deep, steady rhythm. You kept your eyes on the wolf, whose smile was creeping up the sides of his face as you breathing slowed and steadied.

"Wonderful. Wonderful." He said softly, not moving at all from his relaxed position. "Just like that. How are you feeling?"

"Nervous." You bleated.

The wolf smiled a little wider. "But you're speaking."

It took you by surprise. His smile was becoming infectious. You were still nervous, terrified, even, but you couldn't resist cracking the briefest excited smile. This really was working.

"Let's relax you a little further." Matts said. "You're doing so well. I think we can move on to some more advanced relaxation."

You nodded.

"Just relax, and keep breathing." He said, uncrossing his leg and leaning forward a little, which caused your breath to stifle for a moment. "It's okay." He said, very softly, his tone combining with his deep voice to create a sound that rumbled in your chest and calmed you tremendously. "Take a deep breath."

You kept your eyes on him, making tense eye contact as you steadied your breathing once again, and then slowed it even further.

"And now, close your eyes." He said.

"Wh-what?" You whispered.

"Close your eyes. Go on. Just try." He said.

"Okay." You whispered, unable to muster enough volume to be any louder than that.

It was hard. Even breathing deeply, doing your best to relax, you still found it difficult to force your eyes closed. You could do one at a time, but shutting your eyes just in front of a predator was against every instinct in your mind.

"Just focus on your breathing. Don't force your eyes closed." Matts said, seeing you struggling. "Just focus on every breath. Let me fade into the background. Still here. Still important. But reduced."

You tried to picture it. You let your eyes blur your vision slightly. You let the wolf in front of you become a vaguely threatening blue blur as you focused on your breath. You didn't really get it.

"Don't think about it. Just focus on the feeling of your breath filling your lungs. Flowing in and out of you, nice and slowly. Control the speed at which it comes in and out. Focus on how it feels as it enters and leaves your body. How it warms up inside you."

You could feel it now. You really could. You'd never thought about it like that before. You'd never realized just how much the air warms up. When you breathe this slowly, it comes in nice and cool, and leaves just a little warmer... barely noticeable. But it's there. You can feel it.

"Now close your eyes. And focus." He said.

And you did. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you continued to breathe. Just for a moment, the anxiety of closing your eyes in front of a wolf welled up in your mind. It became a part of your conscious thought once again. It invaded that calm focus you had.

But only for a moment. Only for a few deep breaths. Because with your eyes closed, it became so much easier to feel your breathing. The subtle temperature difference became so much more prounounced. You found yourself taking longer, deeper breaths, just to feel how much warmer the air could get inside you. You were calm. You were focused.

"Very good." The wolf spoke, startling you just a little. "Very good. You're doing a very good job." He shifted a little, and your ear twitched just a little. "Don't worry." he said, immediately picking up on your anxiety. "I'm just going to move a little bit closer to you now. Everything is just fine. Focus on your breathing still."

You nodded, keeping your eyes closed, trying to focus on that temperature difference that fascinated you so much before. Every now and then, you'd hear the creak of a chair, or breath from the wolf. You flicked your ear every time, but after the first few, it stopped hitching your breath. Part of you was worried that he was getting closer and closer. The thought corrupted your serene state, and tempted you to open your eyes.

But you didn't. You kept breathing. You kept relaxing. You kept your focus on your breath.

"You're doing so well." Matts said, not much closer than he was before, which was a relief. "You've managed to relax yourself so much. So I just have one last thing I want to try during this session. Keep your eyes closed." He said.

You felt a seed of anxiety growing in you, which you attempted to quell by taking a few deeper breaths than your previous rhythm.

"I'm going to lay my hand on your knee, if that's okay." He said. "I won't grab you. I'm just going to touch you. It's okay if that makes you uncomfortable." He said, before you could speak up. "It's okay if you don't want me to. But it would be a big step."

You hesitated, and nodded. Focusing on your breath.

You tried not to flinch as his hand was laid, very gently, on your knee. It was just as he told you it would be. He didn't grab you. It felt like his hand was just draped over your knee, laying there passively. You didn't like it. It made you very uncomfortable. But it... wasn't bad, or anything. It wasn't hurting you. And he didn't try to make it into anything more. You continued to focus on your breathing, your eyes closed, until his touch, too, became part of the background in the quiet room.

"Go ahead and open your eyes." He said, and you did.

He was close. Closer than you expected. It startled you a little, but his gaze was level, and his smile was calm, and proud. After just a moment of surprise, you found yourself smiling, too, and he pulled his hand off your knee and kicked off the floor to roll his chair back a little, to his desk.

"You've done very well for your first session. Very well. You should be proud." He said, and you nodded sheepishly. No pun intended. "I mean it. Be proud." He continued. "So, I'd like you to remember this moment and work on your breathing exercises by yourself, preferably once a day, but I can see you're a busy sheep... so just a few times a week is fine. Think about this moment, the feeling of my hand on your leg, and breathe."

He abruptly stood up and checked his watch. "Perfect timing. I'll see you in here, same time, same day next week?" He asked.

You nodded, standing as well. You were still shaking, but... much less than when you came in. You gave him a respectful nod as he opened the door for you, and you clip-clopped your way out of his office and down the stairs. "Thank you." You called back to him.

"Welcome." He replied with a smile and a wave.

-2-

You awaited your next session with great anticipation and anxiety, simultaneously both excited beyond words and floating in a fog of dread. You were feeling some improvements already, and at the very least, being in a room alone with a wolf wasn't something that you simply couldn't bring yourself to do.

You were still nervous about it, of course, and the past few nights, you'd gone to bed absolutely sure you were going to cancel your appointment and awoken feeling silly for even considering it.

You even managed to say hi to a wolf at work. It was silly, but you were excited to tell Matts about it.

Finally, the day arrived, and you clip-clopped your way up the stairs to his office. You had butterflies in your stomach, but focused on the sound of your fingers sliding up the metal railing and took a few deep breaths - just like he'd taught you - and you calmed yourself down. You reached the top of the steps, and he opened the door before you could knock.

You admit, when he smiled with teeth you froze up. He noticed, of course, and hid his teeth, though the smile remained.

"Valentine." He said.

"Matts. Doctor?" You bleated, nervously.

"Matts is fine for now." He said, his smile brightening up considerably as you spoke.

For now? What did that mean? How could it get less formal than his first name? Unless it would get more formal later?

You realized he was smiling at you, waiting patiently for you to enter, and you quickly decided that you were simply overthinking it.

You sat down on the couch once more, only for him to walk right up to you. You froze as he approached, letting out a nervous bleat as he seemed to encroach upon your space.

"It's okay, it's okay." He said, and you shivered. His tone of voice sent shivers down your spine, and you took a few deep breaths and found yourself calming quickly. "I'm just gonna sit next to you, Valentine." He reassured you, sitting on the far end of the couch and smiling as you resisted the urge to scoot away from him.

"Lenti." You whispered. "You can just call me Lenti. Or Val."

"Lenti." He said. You liked when he said your name. "Well, Lenti, I have a very interesting session planned for you today, but first, I want to talk about the progress you've made independently. You're speaking much more this time." He said, and you blushed a little. "Don't be shy, Lenti, it's very impressive progress."

You nodded appreciatively, and opened your mouth just as he did to continue. To your relief, he closed his mouth and smiled at you to go ahead.

"I, uhm. I spoke to a wolf at work, too." You said. It felt just as silly to actually say it as you thought it would.

"Oh, Lenti, that's wonderful." He said, clapping his hands together lightly. "Very nice to hear that! It's always reassuring when a subject of mine is putting in the effort independently."

You felt warmed in his praise. You couldn't help but match his smile, if only for just a moment.

"So this session, I'd like to do something a little advanced. Normally, I wait a few more sessions, but I think you're ready. So what I want you to do is scoot a little closer to me." He said.

You hesitated, but nodded, slowly, and with the help of breathing exercises, you scooted yourself over toward him. He waited very patiently, not saying so much as a word as you moved yourself onto the middle of the couch.

"Now just a a little more. I want you to be touching me, Lenti. Can you do that?"

Your immediate answer was "no", but that confident, reassuring smile made you at least want to try. You trusted Matts. You knew he'd respect your wishes, and you knew that you could tell him that you couldn't do it, but... you wanted to impress him. Slowly, focusing on your breathing, you scooched yourself closer and closer, slowly sliding yourself over the couch to the very still wolf.

The only part of him that was moving was the soft, occasional wag of his tail, always accompanied by a thump on the couch in a perfect rhythm. Strangely enough, the rhythmic nature of his tail wagging made it easy to focus on, and before you knew it, you gently touched his knee with your own.

"Very good, Lenti. Very good." He praised, getting a shiver and a smile out of you. You were breathing slowly and steadily now, fighting your instinctual terror by keeping him out of your vision and focusing on how far you'd moved, rather than how close you were.

"Now, I thought I'd start this session out with a little bit of talking to you. You're welcome to chime in at any time, but my intent here is to provide you a new perspective and change the way you think about predator species."

You nodded, looking straight ahead and breathing steadily.

"Prey species handle social behavior very differently than predator species." Matts began, shifting into a relaxing, almost rambly tone. You enjoyed listening to it. "When prey species interact, as I'm sure you know, introductions are very brief. You might be shy to start, but once you introduce yourself to another sheep, or any other prey species, it's easy to be around them. You understand each other, and you're not threatened by each other."

You nodded. It wasn't like prey species always got along, but in general, you could operate in a group setting without any real problem, so long as it was all prey like you.

"But predators aren't like that at all. Wolves, especially, simply do not operate under the same conditions." He explained. Your ears perked up a little. Could your anxiety really stem from a misunderstanding?

"You see, Lenti, wolves like myself operate under a system of mutual respect." He said. Your mind raced a little. Mutual respect? You had to... prove yourself to wolves, before they would be nice to you? "It's less complex than you think And definitely less stressful. Let me explain." He said, noticing your subtle change in body language instantly as he always did.

"Mutual respect isn't always about competion. Among wolves, it often is, of course. I'm sure you saw something like that in school - sports teams were competitive, but cohesive. There was a sort of hierarchy, though the leader was stable." He said. You thought about it a little more. It made sense. Sports teams back in high school always had a captain, who was extremely popular and rarely questioned, and then a sort of... disorganized, chaotic team beneath them.

"I'm sure, looking at it from a sheep's perspective, it came off as very confusing, even chaotic." He said, seeming to read your mind. If you were looking at him when you flinched, you'd have noticed his little smile. He was very good at his job. "But for a wolf, that sort of structure makes sense." He continued. "Your position in the larger group is fluid. Depending on your performance, or even the moods of the members of the team, you slot higher or lower into the sort of... lose hierarchy. But the Alpha is stable, and usually, there's a stable Omega as well. Do you know what I mean by those terms?"

You nodded your head, though you weren't entirely sure.

"In this case, the Omega wouldn't even have to be the lowest performance member of the team - often, Omegas are Omegas because of their personality. They naturally accept a lower social position, and they're comfortable there. Now, let's think about this in a more practical setting. Let's say, a workplace with only wolves." He said.

The thought made you shudder. Matts seemed to ignored it.

"In a workplace, there's still some room for competition, but it's much more rigid. The social hierarchy still might change, but very slowly. What's important is a mutually respectful understanding of that hierarchy. The boss would be the Alpha, and the lowest level employee might be the Omega. Everyone in the middle isn't exactly equal with each other, and there might very well be a completely linear hierachy from bottom to top of the company. Even employees working the same job, with the same pay, will let their personalities dictate whether or not they behave dominantly or submissively to each other, both in and out of the work place."

It was starting to make sense to you a little. Sheep weren't that way at all - sheep were sheep, and everyone stuck together. But now that you think about it, predator species in your workplace - wolves especially - did seem to have people they bossed around and people who bossed them around. You got bossed around too, though, at least a little bit.

You opened your mouth to speak, only for Matts to cut you off as he continued. You quickly glanced over, and saw his eyes were closed, and he was in a full, relaxing ramble. You honestly didn't mind a bit.

"Now that you've started to think about how wolves regard each other, let's talk about how wolves regard you." He said. "It might surprise you to hear it, but most wolves are just as confused by what sheep expect socially as sheep are about what wolves expect. The result is a lot of unfortunate misunderstanding, which means frustration for wolves and anxiety for sheep."

You shrank a little. You certainly didn't want to frustrate anyone.

"But thankfully, there's something you can do to make it easy." He said. "Wolves understand wolves, so you just have to put yourself in that mindset, and they'll understand you."

"Uhh..." You said.

"Hmm?"

"I don't really if I can do that." You said.

"We'll work on it. I think, just reading off your personality, you'd struggle to assert yourself as a dominant presence over a wolf." Matts said. You nodded in agreement immediately. "But, like I said, wolves respect both dominance and submission. So we'll play that angle."

"Play that angle...?" This was beginning to get a little weird.

"Just think like a wolf, Lenti. Relax around me, because I'm in control. You're the lesser wolf, and I am your superior - how do you behave?"

"I... don't speak as much." You guessed.

"Not always. Sometimes dominant wolves like a little chitchat. Sometimes the dominance is a very passive thing, something in the background. More like a seasoning than the flavor of the whole dish." Matts said.

"Uhh... I let them control the conversation?" You tried again.

"Exactly. But you still contribute. You don't make it one-sided, and you don't draw attention to their dominance of you. If they want to do that, they will, but we'll talk about that later. For someone like me, try to focus on relaxing, and contributing to the dialogue a little."

Your mind was a little hovered on "they'll draw attention of their dominance over you." Visions of wolves baring their fangs or holding them over your throat and making you beg for your life.

Matts snapped his fingers and you blinked back into the real world.

"Definitely try to avoid that." He said softly, as you turned to head to meet his gentle smile. "Zoning out can be seen a lot of ways, but in the submissive role, it's rarely polite."

"Sorry." You said, folding your ears down a little.

"Don't worry about it. You're doing very well." He said, leaning forward. You instinctively leaned back, and then, matching his steady gaze, leaned into him once more. "Good boy, Lenti, very good." He praised, reaching a hand out and gently rubbing your shoulder. "Wolves can be physical sometimes, but you shouldn't have trouble with that." He commented, continuing to stroke your shoulder nice and slowly.

"You're doing a very good job relaxing, Lenti, and I think I want to try something with you to end off this session, and to get you in the right mindset for your thought exercises I want you doing." He said, leaning back once more. You were surprised to feel that you missed his touch.

"I want you to lay back, Lenti. Go ahead and rest your head on my lap." He said, which made your heart skip a beat.

"B-Ba- wha?" You stuttered, and he chuckled softly.

"It's okay. Trust me. Nothing is going to hurt you in here. We're just going to practice your mindset. If you feel uncomfortable, you can always sit up at any time. I won't touch you at all."

It was... questionable. Shady, even. Was he coming onto you? Did you... like that? You shook you head to clear the thoughts, and he sighed and nodded.

"That's perfectly okay, Lenti. We can-"

"No! No, uhm. Sorry." You said, asserting yourself for once. You were more suprised than he looked, and that was saying something. "I was just... clearing my head. I want to."

"Wonderful." He said, gently patting his lap. "Just whatever's comfortable, Lenti. I just need to be sitting over you."

You kept breathing steadily, looking up at him as he smiled down at you. "Very good, Lenti. Very good. Now, I want you to focus your eyes on this." He said, hanging a shiny, silver pocketwatch by its chain from his fingers, in front of your eyes. "Can you watch it comfortably?"

"Yeah." You said, shifting slightly to keep it framed in the center of your vision.

"What about if I move it over here, just a little?" Matts said, swinging it slowly to the side, your eyes following it as it moved. "Keep your head still, and just make sure that no matter how I move it, you can always see it." He urged.

He swung the watch slowly from side to side, as if testing the limits of your field of view. Every time you strained your eyes a little follow it, he'd adjust the swing just the tiniest amount, until it was perfect - from one maximum to the other, drawing your eyes all the way left and then all the way right. It was a powerful feeling. You weren't sure exactly what the feeling was, but it had all of your attention right now.

You were still doing your breathing exercises, you realized. It had become automatic. Slow, deep breaths, and a focused mind. Except this time, instead of focusing on just your breath, or on the feeling of being touched, every ounce of your focus was spent on that shiny, silver pocket watch.

In the quiet of the room, the ticking of the watch was remarkably... pleasant. It was sharp, and perfectly steady. Simultaneously white noise and your sole focus. Matts wasn't even talking, which seemed odd, but... you were perfectly content to just listen to the ticking, and watch it swing, for now.

"Are you listening to me, Lenti?" Matt spoke, barely above a whisper, above you.

"Mhm." You replied, your eyes beginning to close a little as you continued to follow his watch.

"Good boy. You're doing so well. Keep your eyes on my watch, just like that. Breathing nice and slowly, just how you're doing now - sinking into this feeling, into this mindset. Starting to feel heavy and soft. Sliding nice and slowly down into this relaxed state."

His words were... doing things to you. You let out a shuddering breath, and thought of looking up to try and see his face. You couldn't pull your eyes off the shiny, swinging watch. It was a strange feeling. Part of you felt like you weren't really trying - like you could, if you were really trying - but at the same time, pulling your eyes from the swinging, ticking focus seemed impossible. You didn't have it in you.

You couldn't move an inch.

"Just keep listening. Keep your eyes on my watch, and listen to very closely, Lenti. Not a word from you - just listening to my words, absorbing them. Letting them become real."

You felt something warm dripping down your chin, onto your neck. You were drooling. Some part of you was sure that you should be self-conscious about that. You wanted to move your hand up and wipe your face, or at the very least look up and make sure Matts didn't think it was embarrassing, but you couldn't lift your hand, or move your head. As soon as the feeling came, it passed.

Eyes on the watch, mind at peace.

"Give in to this feeling. Sink into this comfortable haze and relax. You're almost there, almost completely relaxed. It'll happen in just a moment. I want you to take a nice, slow, long deep breath in for me."

You did so, slowly pulling in air through your nose, your eyes never leaving the swinging, ticking watch.

"And when you let it out, you'll drop all the way down. All the way down, and then you'll shut your eyes."

A long, shuddering sigh. You sank into the couch until you felt like you were inside the cushions. You felt like you were wrapped in a heavy warmth that completley supported your weight, and the only sounds in the room were your breathing, his breathing, and the quiet ticking of his watch.

"Gooood boy. Good boy. Very good." You felt good. You were smiling blissfully now, your eyes closed, happily absorbing these words of praise.

"Focus on this feeling, now. This feeling of comfortable belonging. Letting me take control, letting me guide you. Feeling so comfortable to let me take the reigns."

It was true. It was all so true. You could stay like this forever. You weren't sure what was happening, but you loved it.

"Now. When you're interacting with a predator, with a wolf... I want you to take a deep breath, and remember how you feel right now. Comfortable, and compliant. An Omega in the face an Alpha. Not trying to be any more than you are. Just a good, calm, obedient Omega."

You shivered softly. You could vaguely feel how much you'd drooled on yourself. You liked the feeling, actually.

"Now, you're going to come back up. Nice and easily, on the count of 10." He said. You let out a quiet, whimpering bleat. You wanted to stay like this. You didn't want to come back up. "Aw, that's a good boy. It's okay. We're out of time, little sheep. You have to come back up, but you can keep feeling good, and next week, we'll have much more time to shape you."

You swallowed and nodded.

"Good boy. Coming up now, on my count. One, two, three, four, five..."

You blinked. His count was affecting you, too. You felt your vision become sharper. The air became cooler. The ticking of his watch was gone - stuffed into his pocket - and its absence was deafening.

"...six, seven, eight, nine..."

You were stirring now, starting to sit up. You felt groggy, like you'd just awoken from a nap. You reached up and wiped the drool off your face, and were surprised at just how much there was.

"Ten. Good morning, Lenti."

"Good morning." You mumbled automatically, before blushing and wiping your face some more.

"You were very good, Lenti. How are you feeling now?" He asked, smiling confidently at you.

That smile... made you feel things. You found yourself unconsciously lowering your chin, and smiling shyly back at him. His smile changed, and he showed just a little teeth, and you squirmed just a little, in a different way than usual.

"I'm... okay." You said. "Feel good. Sleepy."

"Wake up." He said, and you jolted slightly, suddenly feeling much more awake and aware.

"Yes. Okay, thank you." You said, blinking and smiling a little brighter at the dominant wolf. "I'm feeling good! Kinda fuzzy and comfy."

"That's wonderful, Lenti. Just keep everything we talked about in mind, and keep doing your breathing exercises. I look forward to seeing you next week." He said, before standing.

You stood too, and when he stepped toward you, you never thought to step away. Not even when he brought a finger gently under your chin and pulled it up to make eye contact with you - all you did was shiver and smile submissively up at him.

-3-

You were excited to see Matts again. Mr. Matts? Matts. You had been thinking about it all week. He had been appearing in your dreams - touching you, holding you, swinging that watch in front of your face again, and you loved it. You couldn't believe how much you adored him.

You had managed to speak to a wolf at work, too. A whole conversation! Complimented him on his sunglasses. It was stressful, but overwhelmingly a positive experience. He even patted your back aftwards, and you barely flinched! You couldn't wait to tell Matts.

As soon as you reached the bottom step on the way up to his office, you spotted him waiting at the top, grinning down at you, and your heart fluttered. "Lenti. So good to see you again."

"Likewise! I couldn't wait for this session." You bleated happily, quickly climbing the steps. It was strange, approaching a waiting wolf with such glee, but his pleased, steady smile drove your hooves forward, until you were standing just in front of him, and his hand came up to your chin, just like last session.

You were all too happy to let him take hold of it, smiling up at him and quivering just a little.

"Let's step inside. I have a very special session planned for you, Lenti." He said, letting go of your chin and gesturing for you to step inside first. You obeyed, and immediately moved for the couch as Matts shut the door behind him. "The first thing I want you to do is take a deep breath and relax."

You reacted instantly, sinking slightly deeper into the couch cushions and taking a nice, deep breath. You'd feel at ease if you weren't so excited.

"So, how have things been, Lenti?" Matts asked, settling into his chair and smiling at you.

"It's been, uhm, well, really great, actually." You gushed a little. "I've been so much less anxious. Uhm. I had a full conversation with a wolf at work! He even touched me, and, uhm, it was okay."

Matts' smile alone made your heart flutter once more. He looked so pleased, and that made you so, so happy in the deepest part of your mind.

"That's so wonderful, Lenti." He said, and you melted a little. "I'm very proud of you. I think we're ready for an advanced session."

You could only nod. You felt your tail wiggling into the couch, your body trembling a little in an unidentifiable mix of excitement and nervousness. You tapped your hooves on the floor lightly as he stood up.

"Stay sitting for now, Lenti." He said, pulling his watch from his pocket by its chain and sending a cool rush through your limbs, as your mind began to eagerly anticipate the feeling that was coming. "Lean back, and keep your eyes on the watch."

You did, sinkng into the cozy couch as you released a breath you didn't know you were holding. Your breathing exercises started automatically, your ears twitched softly, and the room became very quiet. A perfect medium for the ticking of the watch to fill up all of your thoughts, and send you sinking and sliding back down.

"Good boy, Omega." Matts said, and you smiled for a moment, drool beginning to roll down your face and off your chin. "Finding that feeling again, surrendering yourself to it. Letting me take control for now."

You couldn't even shiver anymore, your body feeling too heavy and soft to move even the tiniest amount. You were so comfortable. You were so happy.

"Your eyes never leave the watch. Your ears are listening only to the ticking, and my voice. The room is completely silent besides those two things."

It wasn't completely silent - you were pretty sure you could hear your own breathing, but somehow you knew that didn't count. It didn't matter. The only sounds that were important right now, the only sounds that you were really registering, were this wonderful wolf's voice, and the steady, quiet ticking of his watch. They were the only sounds you needed.

"Now, Lenti, I'm very proud of you. You've really taken those thought exercises to heart. They've cemented themselves in your mind. You're thinking of yourself as an Omega. You've become such an eager, obedient sheep. You're understanding your place so much better now, and it's only natural that you've become much more comfortable. Much more calm, much more happy."

You let out a long, silent breath as your head tipped forward just a little, as if you were nodding off. You stopped yourself before falling all the way down, and Matts was kind enough to lower the watch so you didn't have to lift your head to keep watching it comfortably. He kept talking as if nothing happened.

"You've finally found where you belong. Your place. My Omega." He said. "That makes me your Alpha, doesn't it, Omega? You do as I tell you, you obey me. You are an Omega, so I must be your Alpha."

Your Alpha. That made perfect sense.

"But you still need to learn more about what it means to be my Omega. What it means that you've finally found your place. First, I need you to be very deep for me. I'm going to count down, from ten to one, and by the time I reach one, you will be completely relaxed, completely docile, completely hypnotized for me. Do you understand, Omega?"

"Mhhmm." You mumbled.

"Good boy, Omega. Ten. Nine. Eight."

Your eyes were having trouble focusing. You were still following the watch, but it was nothing but a shiny, silver blur.

"Seven. Six. Five."

You felt so heavy. You were amazed that you could hold yourself up in this sitting position. You felt like you could lay your head down and sleep with just a word.

"Four. Three. Two."

Your couldn't collect enough thoughts to put one together. You had become a quiet, passive, empty void for this wonderful wolf's words to echo inside of.

"One."

Empty. Receptive. Docile. Drooling.

"Stand up, Omega."

You were on your hooves. Your head was still hanging low, you were still drooling. The watch was hanging just by your ear, so you could still revel in its ticking. You couldn't tell, but every tick made you twitch just a little. Alpha smiled at you.

"Adorable. Now, clothing off, Omega. I want to see all of you."

A moment of hesitation, where the old you and the new you fought for control. You shouldn't be stripping down for this wolf - you knew that, somehow. But you wanted to. You wanted to please him, and he'd given you a command.

You stripped down for him, feeling warm and cozy and soft the whole time. You think he was whispering something to you, but you weren't sure. It just felt so right to be bare before your Alpha. Exposed. Submissive.

You couldn't even remember why you were conflcited to begin with.

"Good boy, Omega. Good boy. So obedient. Go ahead and sit down again."

You complied. The couch felt a little odd on your wooly butt, but it was a good feeling - a feeling of exposure to this wolf that just... felt correct.

"Good boy. Such a good, obedient Omega." Alpha said, stepping forward and taking a seat on the couch beside you. Gently, he gripped your shoulder and pulled you down, resting your head on his lap and grinning down at him. You felt so small, drooling on his lap, looking up at his smile. Alpha reached down and ran a clawed finger over your stomach, and you closed your eyes and let out a long, pleased bleat.

"This is just where you belong, Omega. Obeying your Alpha, serving your Alpha. Loving to serve, and loving me."

"I love you." You mumbled.

"Good boy."

"You're so hot." You added, and his smile grew wide.

"Go on."

"You're... you're so hot. I've been dreaming of you. I like when you take control." You said, speaking slowly, calmly.

"Of course you do." Alpha quickly said, making you feel very secure and happy. "It's your role. You're my Omega, it's only right that you love letting me control you."

Alpha always knew just what to say.

"And you might find yourself feeling a little hard, too." Alpha said, and you nodded on his lap. You were starting to feel hard. You were extremely aroused by this, actually. If you could take your eyes off of his, you'd be able to see yourself dripping pre onto your belly. If only.

"Good boy, Omega. Very good boy. Nice and hard just at the thought of giving up control to your Alpha. You love this feeling." He said. "You won't always get this hard when you obey wolves, of course. But you will when you're obeying me. You're part of the pack now, Omega." He said, playing with one of your ears as you drooled all over his lap. "You belong to them, as their Omega. I lead the pack, so you belong to me. Say 'Yes, Alpha.'"

"Yes, Alpha." The words lingered in your mind afterwards.

"Good boy. My Omega."

His Omega. Your cock twitched.

"You obey your pack. That's what good Omegas do. You love your Alpha, and you love serving your Alpha's every desire. Isn't that right, Omega?"

It was. It was so right.

"Yes, Alpha." You said. He licked his teeth. Part of you, deep down, knew that gesture in particular was one that used to terrify you to the bone. This time, all it did was turn you on.

You felt something underneath you harden and grow hot. It was throbbing slightly, pulsing against the back of your head. You started panting slightly as you felt it, and fantasized about it. Alpha didn't make you wait.

He lifted your head up gently, and undid his pants with one hand. When he laid you back down, his huge, hot, canine dick was laying against your face. You eyes fixed onto the head, and you wanted it in your mouth. More than that - you wanted to worship this dick. You wanted to serve it like you serve your Alpha. You wanted him to tell you to do so.

You couldn't do anything but lay there. Your body was still soft and heavy.

"Hnnf. Give it a lick, why don't you?" He said.

You turned your head just a little, and wrapped your long, wide, and slightly rough tongue around the part of his cock where shaft connected to knot. Your eyes lost focus, and you closed them, just savoring the taste, the texture, the incredible heat of this dick. You slowly pulled your tongue back into your mouth, making sure to pull it off his cock with as much friction as you could create.

You closed your mouth, and let the flavor become your sole focus.

"I can see how much you love that taste, Omega. I can see how much you want another lick."

You could only whimper softly in need, opening your eyes just a crack to give him a pleading, sleepy look.

"G'boy. Go ahead. Alpha wants you to serve him."

It was just what you needed to hear. The only thing you wanted to hear. You turned your head a little more so you could plant a wet kiss on his knot. He huffed in arousal, lightly gripping your head and teasing your ear with his thumb. It was all the encouragement you needed to continue your worshipful ministrations, planting a few more kisses over his knot before you began to polish it properly with your tongue.

"That's a good boy, Omega. You love that knot. You're obsessed with it. It's just one more thing that makes you so attracted to predators like me." He said, and you picked your pace up a little, mixing in a few more kisses and licks around the base. "You love the way we're so dominant. So in control. You love how we make you feel so submissive just by being around you."

Fuck, he was so right. You couldn't believe you'd never noticed it before. The way predators could make you feel so small, so docile just by being around you - it was so hot. You loved it. You couldn't get enough of it.

"Give my knot one last kiss, Omega." Alpha commanded.

Last kiss? You didn't want to hear that. You wanted to stay on this cock for at least a little while longer. At the very least, you wanted it to be a good last kiss.

By the time Alpha pulled you off of it, it was dripping with your spit, and you still wanted more.

"Good boy, Omega. Now you're going to suck me." He said, and any feelings of despair vanished. You couldn't wait. You needed this.

He helped you lift yourself up, and turn so you were on your side rather than your back. He didn't mind you dripping drool onto the couch, just so long as you didn't make too much of a mess. You lined yourself up with the tip of his dick, and gave the head a few wet kisses as your Alpha huffed and growled above you.

The sound was heavenly. Nothing made you feel more like a good, obedient Omega than Alpha's panting, and nothing made you feel more small and docile than his growling. This really was where you belonged.

"Go on, Omega. I know how much you need it right now. Don't take the knot yet." He instructed.

You happily sank down onto his length, tightening your lips around his dick and reveling in just how much it filled up your mouth. You were floating in a blissful, pleasurable haze. You were obsessed with this taste, and every drop of pre you felt smeared into your tongue only drove you to take more and more of this perfect dick into your mouth. You needed it.

Alpha gripped the fluff on the back of your neck and gently pulled you up and off of his dick again. You bleated a complaint, and he responded by swinging his watch in front of your eyes with his other hand. If you weren't drooling enough before, you definitely were now.

Just the sight of it made you feel so deeply submissive. So soft and warm.

"You were gagging a little, Omega." He said.

"Sorry, Alpha." You mumbled.

"It's okay. You aren't going to do that anymore. Any time you would have gagged before, you'll moan instead. Do you understand?" He said.

You shivered and let out a moan.

"Just like that. Keep your eyes on the watch for now." He said, lowering your head down onto his dick once more. It felt even better now. So much more filling. Somehow even more delicious. Your eyes never left the shiny, silver watch. Alpha hadn't told them to.

"Atta boy." Alpha growled in pleasure as you sank further down onto his dick than you'd managed in the past. Fuck, it was so perfect. So hot. You loved this.

"Goooood boy, Omega. You're... hufff... quite good at this." He said, beginning to push you instead of pull you now - just when you felt like you couldn't take any more, he pressed down on the back of your head, and with a moan, his dick slid comfortably into your throat.

"There you go. Fuck, hhhf. There you go, Omega. Atta boy. Good boy." He praised, your moans muffled by his thick dick. It was hard to keep your eyes from rolling up, but easy to keep them on the watch. Somehow.

He was humping up into your face now. Every one got a bleat-y moan out of you, and they only seemed to encourage him to fuck your face harder.

"Gonna knot your face, Omega." He said. It wasn't a request, it wasn't even a warning. It was just a fact. He was going to knot your mouth, and you were going to suck on his knot. That was just the way things were, and you loved it.

He didn't make you wait very long. Humping you as he was, all it took was an especially aggressive thrust combined with some pressure on your head, and his knot slipped right into your mouth, filling it completely. You moaned like a whore and sucked it hard, feeling your slightly-cooled spit wiped onto your lips as it slid into place and working desperately to replace it with warmer stuff.

You were surprised when the whole thing pulsed in your mouth and flooded your stomach with seed. You loved this. You needed this.

"Swallow it, Omega." He said. Oh fuck yes. Yes please.

Your swallowing was loud, but your ears could only hear his breathing, his growling. This was exactly what you wanted. Exactly where you belonged.

Your eyes never left the watch.

You weren't sure how long it was until he gently tugged his knot free from your mouth. You panted and drooled as his pulled himself completely free, and set your head on his lap. You gave it a few licks, cleaning off the cum that had dripped down beneath his knot as your mouth overflowed and gotten stuck there. He rewarded you by teasing your ear with his thumb and growling his approval. You wouldn't want it any other way.

"Good Omega." he said, holding the watch against your ear as he rolled you onto your back once more, so you could gaze lovingly up at his eyes, and his dick. "Still nice and deep for me?"

"Yes, Alpha." You responded automatically. You really didn't know what he meant exactly by 'deep', but you could still answer with confidence that you were feeling very deep.

"Good boy." You loved hearing those words. "One last thing before we call it a... very successful session." You couldn't agree more. "You love this feeling, Lenti. So when you hear me snap my fingers," he snapped, and your mind felt like it was flooded with static, "no matter where you are, you'll slip deeper for me. You'll find yourself here, or closer to here, with every-," snap, "-single-," snap, "snap." Snap.

You could only drool.

"Time to come up for me, Lenti. Wake up."

You blinked, feeling much more awake. Your mouth tasted amazing. You could remember everything, but it was... like a dream. A good dream. You looked around, and noticed your clothing in a pile on the floor. You jolted a little, and tried to sit up.

Alpha was faster. A loud snap, just beside your ear, and you sank right down into his lap. He chuckled and scratched under your chin.

"Just like that, Omega. Just like that. Good boy."

He got you dressed, and had you sitting on his couch, still deep in this trance. Any hesitation as you dressed yourself was answered with a snap, so you were as deep as ever by the time you were dressed and cleaned up, looking dazedly at the floor as your Alpha buttoned his pants.

"Now, Lenti. It's almost time for you to come up. As for what happened today, I want you to think of it as just a very arousing, very exciting dream for now. You'll still remember it, or most of it, and you'll fantasize about doing more with me, but for now, it is just a fantasy to you. Understand?"

You nodded slightly, managing to look up at his face. His wonderful, handsome face. He smiled, and you melted a little.

"But you enjoy having these fantasies, and you love your new role. Omega." He reminded you. Not that you needed it.

"Yes, Alpha." You managed to whisper. Speaking with volume was difficult when you were this deep.

"Good boy. You're welcome to keep calling me that. Now, time to come up. Nice and easy, all the way up for me, Lenti. My Omega. Up and awake."

You blinked a few times, and wiped a little drool off your face. You can't believe you zoned out and fantasized about your therapist all session. You hoped he wouldn't make you review any exercises with him or something.

"Very good session, Lenti. Absolutely wonderful. I'm amazed at your progress." He said. Simultaneously relieved that he wasn't calling you out for zoning out on him, an overwhelmed at his praise, you felt like you could cry.

"Thank you, Alpha!" You said, standing up. "Uhm, can I hug you?" You asked.

"Absolutely. C'mere, you." He said, standing. He was so much taller than you, stronger too, and he was a wolf... but when he hugged you, you felt so incredibly safe.

A sad thought crossed your mind.

"Alpha, am I, uhm, cured?" You asked. "Is this... our last session?"

"Not yet. At least one more, Lenti." He said, giving you a charming smile. "But if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to have it at my house."

"Oh, uhm, why?"

"We're going to be doing some exercises that can get a little loud. I don't like disturbing the other people who share this office with me." He explained.

"Oh! Uhh. Okay." You said, as he pulled out of the hug and wrote down an address for you. "Same time as usual, different place. Is that okay? Do you need a ride over?"

"That's okay! I can get there on my scooter like always." You answered, though a ride was... a little tempting.

"Wonderful. See you then, Lenti."

-4-

You pulled up outside of Alpha's house, an innocent-looking abode in the suburbs. Your legs shook a little as you walked up the path to his door, raising a hand to knock, only for it to open just before you could. Alpha seemed to get a kick out of that.

You liked it, too.

"Welcome, Lenti. Omega." He said, getting a full body shiver out of you.

"Alpha. May I come inside?" You asked, pulling off your helmet and holding it sheepishly at your chest.

"Of course. You can set that down by the door." He said, gesturing to a little entryway shelf. You followed behind him eagerly, watching his tail wag as you set it down and let him lead you into his living room.

You froze. The living room wasn't empty. In fact, it was downright full. Three wolves all turned to look at you, their eyes hungry. You couldn't help but freeze, glancing between them and your Alpha.

"It's alright, Omega. Come on in and take a seat next to me." He instructed you calmly. You couldn't help but feel reassured - even shocked as you were, you trusted your Alpha, and were happy to sit close to him. He wrapped an arm around you and you laid your head against his shoulder a little.

"Don't worry, Lenti. You're perfectly safe here with me." Alpha said, scratching under your chin gently. You let out a shuddering sigh, and ignored as one of the wolves chuckled. "You're probably a little surprised, and maybe confused. Don't worry, Lenti. Everything will make sense in just a moment. Remember your breathing."

You did. You took long, slow breaths, and closed your eyes, deciding to focus on syncing your breathing with your Alpha's own rhythm. He was right here, and you were perfectly safe.

"And drop."

He snapped loudly in your ear.

You were weightless. You opened your eyes sleepily, looking around in dazed confusion.

"Drop."

Another snap. You closed your eyes again and slumped against your Alpha, limp as a rag doll. He squeezed you gently and growled softly in praise. You loved it. You loved him.

"You're nice and comfortable once again, Omega. So nice and docile for your Alpha. Ready to serve me." He said. "Just." Snap. "Like." Snap. "That." Snap.

You were drooling now. Alpha helpfully grabbed your chin and lifted it, closing your mouth for you. Your eyes locked onto his, and he was the only person in the room. You smiled at him, and he smiled back. You felt like a good Omega.

"Now, Omega, I think I want you to strip for me again." Alpha told you. "Stand up, and do that now."

"Okay." You mumbled.

"Tsk, tsk. What do Omegas say when their Alpha gives them a command?" He asked.

You were confused. Then you remembered, and drooled a little in anticipation. "Yes, Alpha." You loved that phrase. So, so much.

"Good boy. Stand up and undress." He said.

"Yes, Alpha."

You stood, and didn't even notice the wolves ogling you as you complied. When you were completely nude, Alpha gave your ass a squeeze that made you melt a little.

"G'boy. Sit down on my lap." He said. You were all too happy to comply, looking out over the room at the wolves. You didn't quite understand them. You weren't sure why they were here, or why they were looking at you. You didn't mind, though. You were being a good Omega, and everything was fine.

Alpha groped your ass a little more as you settled onto his lap, staring blissfully forward as he brought his muzzle to your ear.

"Such a good Omega. Now, listen very carefully to me." He said, whispering gruffly. You moaned a little, and swear you heard some chuckling across the room. "Omega, I want you to remember what you've been fantasizing about since our last session, and say it out loud now. Spare no details. I want to hear everything."

You swallowed, and began to speak. Swallowing didn't help you from drooling, though.

"I keep dreaming of sucking you. I really wanna feel your knot. I want... to worship it, and kiss it, and taste it. I really love the way it feels when you're in control. I have touched myself to you every day this week." You said. You weren't embarrassed at all. You were doing what you'd been told to do. Alpha encouraged you by nibbling your ear softly and giving you a soft growl that made you tremble.

"I... I keep thinking about wolf dicks, and about how strong you are. I want to suck you so bad." You mumbled, and he gave your ear another affectionate, dominant nibble.

"Omega, what about last session? What were you fantasizing about then?" He asked.

"I fantasized that you... swung your watch in my face, and then I let you do whatever you wanted. And you made me suck you and worship you. You came in my mouth." You said, growing more and more aroused at the memory. You were fully erect now, your small, flared dick extended from its sheath and resting against your belly, throbbing as the fantasy played out in your mind. "I love giving you control. I love when you call me a good boy, and your Omega. I love being submissive to you."

"Gooooood boy, Omega. Good boy." Alpha said, silencing you with a quiet growl in your ear. "Such a good boy. Telling me just what I love to hear. I can see how excited it makes you to think about this." He purred, and you nodded meekly. "You're being such a good, obedient Omega. I have good news for you."

"N-News?" You mumbled.

"That fantasy wasn't a fantasy at all. It really happened. You really did get to suck me. You really were my good, obedient Omega." He said, still whispering into your ear, chuckling as you flushed with arousal. "And you'd love to do it again, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, Alpha." You answered. He gave your ass another pinch and you couldn't suppress your moan.

"Look around, Omega. What do you see?" He said. You blinked your eyes and looked dazedly around the room. There were wolves, all staring at you. Some were panting, some where unbuttoning their pants. They were all looking at you hungrily. You felt small. You felt preyish.

"Wolves." You said, getting a short round of chuckles and some growls. "I don't know them."

"You're going to meet them tonight, Omega. This is your pack." Alpha said, reaching around and running a finger down the length of your cock and making you moan softly. "And a good Omega doesn't just serve his Alpha. He doesn't just obey his Alpha. He serves, and obeys, the pack."

Alpha grabbed your chin and pulled it around to make firm eye contact. "But you always start with your Alpha."

"Yes, Alpha."

He leaned in and kissed you deeply, and your eyes rolled up. You sucked hard on his tongue. This was something out of your greatest fantasy. It was an indescribable rush. You needed this. You wanted this.

He grabbed your hips and lifted you slightly.

"On your hooves." He said. With some difficulty, you managed to get them underneath you and your Alpha set you down. "Turn around, and kneel." He commanded. Oh fuck, that was hot. You loved it when he talked to you like this. You'd already forgotten about the other wolves. The only person in the world that mattered right now was your perfect, sexy Alpha.

You knelt before him, head between his knees, looking submissively up at him, your dick slightly squished into your belly.

"Spread your knees." He said, and you obeyed. The panting around the room got a little louder. You didn't mind. You were doing as you were told, and that made it okay. Better than okay. Perfect.

Alpha undid his pants, and let his cock tower over you. Something about looking up on it made it so much bigger - so much more imposing, and as such, incredibly arousing. You scooted forward on your knees just a little, and, with a pleased chuckle, he rested its length on your face. Your eyes went wide a little, and he chuckled warmly as your crossed them to admire it. He snapped his fingers, and they unfocused, before centering back on his confident, dominant gaze.

"Omega. Tonight, you're going to meet the whole pack. And you're going to be a good Omega, and serve, and obey them, just like you serve and obey me," your Alpha growled down at you, licking his teeth. "But first, let's teach you your new catchphrase."

You tilted your head a little, and drooled a little as the heavy cock on your face tilted with it.

"Just repeat after me." Alpha said, and you nodded, pressing your nose into the cock afterward and taking nice, deep breaths of the scent. "Obedience is pleasure."

"Obedience is pleasure."

"Again."

"Obedience is pleasure."

"And feel it. Feel how much pleasure it brings you to repeat those words, Omega. Feel how much pleasure you get just from believing them. Again."

"Obedience is pleasure." You shivered. Fuck, this felt good. You took a few more heavy breaths and barely resisted the overwhelming urge to give his heavy balls a lick.

"Again. Feel that pleasure. Feel how obedience is its own reward."

"Ob-baa..." You half-moaned, half-bleated. The wolves around you chuckled, and you blushed deeply. Alpha gave you an expectant look, and you tried again. "Ob-bedience is pleasure." You said, with a strong, full-body shiver.

"Good boy. Go ahead. Worship me." He said, leaning back and looking around the room.

Part of you wanted to look as well, but you had a task before you. A perfect, delicious cock to worship. You didn't have time for looking around.

You started with those balls. They'd been tempting you with their musk, their size, and you finally felt your patience - and, of course, your obedience - rewarded as you gave them a tongue bath. Alpha grunted in approval, and you could hear zippers being undone all around you. You weren't going to stop worshipping them until they were dripping with your drool, just like your chin.

It didn't take long. Your nose being pressed into the base of your true prize was too tempting to resist for any significant amount of time. You gave them a big, wet kiss goodbye, sucking on their soft, furry flesh for a moment before lifting your head and going to work on the knot. It was just like you had before - wet kisses, eager licks, and lots and lots of spit. You left his knot soaking and slippery, before moving up to the shaft, dragging your tongue up the whole length before planting a kiss on the head.

Alpha was panting and petting you with one hand, which was the best praise you could ask for. Eager - no, desperate for more, you took his length into your mouth and sucked it feverishly. It was the greatest pleasure you could imagine, serving this canine dick. Worshipping it. It was so perfect, so incredibly arousing.

He gripped the wool on the back of your neck and pulled you up. You gave a bleated whimper of confusion before he chuckled and gave you a reassuring smile. You hadn't done anything wrong. Alpha just had other plans. Wonderful plans, that you were all too happy to obediently be a part of.

He gently reached under your armpits and lifted you up. You stumbled to your hooves, waiting for instruction.

"Come along, Omega." He said, standing up and leading you to another wolf. You were confused at first, but when the wolf gave you a smirk, and gripped under his throbbing knot, you understood. You were going to worship every member of your pack. Each of your superiors. The thought excited you. You couldn't wait.

Before you could kneel, Alpha slid an ottoman in front of you. "Knees on that, Omega. Go ahead and obey this Beta." Beta. Above Omega, so you obeyed them. That made sense. You liked that.

Your knees rested on the soft, steady cushion underneath you, and the wolf helped you find a good place to rest your hands - his thighs. They were thick, and muscled. You ran your fingers over their soft fur as bent over and started to lick and worship his length in just the same way as you had your Alpha's.

A strange, sudden feeling got a startled bleat out of you, and you clumsily turned your head to see your Alpha pushing a lubricated finger up inside you. He locked eyes with you, and gave you a toothy grin.

"Relax." He commanded. You obeyed. "Get back to worshipping. Stay relaxed." He said, and you turned your head back to the needy, throbbing wolf cock in your face.

You had a little trouble staying focused on this wolf. He smelled nice - different from Alpha, less potent somehow, but still very nice - but you kept moaning and bleating as Alpha played with your rear entrance. At first, just a finger, then a few fingers. Then, he began prodding it with the tip of his length, slick with lube and spit, and then, finally, and very slowly, to push his way inside.

You were determined to worship your Beta. You had done a lot of drooling on his dick, and plenty of kisses, but your licks kept getting interrupted with moans. The wolf, seeming to lose patience, gripped your head and guided it onto his needy shaft. You obediently opened wide and accepted him into your mouth, your moans muffled by his knot as you began to suck him properly.

Behind you, Alpha was pushing deeper and deeper, running his fingers through the soft wool on your ass before digging them into it and gripping hard, getting a muffled, pleased bleat out of you. You did your best to keep sucking as you felt the beginning of his knot press against your hole.

You felt so full. Your mouth was full of wolf cock, slick with spit and pre. Your ass was completely full of the same, stretched and squeezing around your Alpha's thick dick. He began to thrust into you steadily, growling his approval and digging his claws into your ass a little. The small pricks of pain mixed with the intense pleasure of your first real fucking sent you tumbling deep into your submissive mindset. Obedience is pleasure. Serving the pack is your life. Your purpose.

You were startled when the wolf you were sucking came in your mouth before he could knot you. You quickly pushed your head down, and he took the hint, pushing his knot up into you with force before his second spurt, which (to your delight) went directly into your throat. He tilted his head back and howled, his humping pulling your whole head back and forth, only for the whole room to join in. You were surprised, even frightened at first, but when your Alpha behind you added a howl of his own to the chorus, humping faster and harder into you as he did, you realized how much you loved it. The sound of a pack celebrating. Celebrating you. Their newest Omega.

The wolf in your mouth pulled his knot free and pumped his dick with his hand, putting one last little spurt onto your face before pushing you back down and letting you lick his tip clean. Your eyes rolled up and you mumbled a "Thank you, Sir~" before he grabbed your cheeks with both hands, pulling you up into a deep kiss. You eagerly pushed your tongue into his mouth, the feeling of his sharp, large teeth made quiver and squirm. He pulled away, winked at you, suddenly you were tilting backwards.

Alpha was lifting you up, holding your thighs and leaning back so you rested against his chest. He was still humping you, though it was more like he was lifting you and lowering you steadily as he carried you to the next wolf in line. The previous wolf hopped up and pushed the ottoman, centering it in front of your Alpha so he could set you down, your head in the lap of another eagerly waiting wolf.

You knew just what he wanted, and just how to serve him. You wasted no time.

Alpha was still hammering you from behind, kneading the soft flesh of your ass as he slammed his knot against you over and over. You were amazed and humbled at his stamina - the second wolf seemed like he was already almost about to finish in your mouth by the time Alpha started slowing down to pace himself.

You liked this second wolf. He smelled wonderful, and he wasn't shy at all about what he wanted you to do. He guided you by hand to his hefty sack, and smothered you in it - he seemed to like it when you rolled your eyes up smelling him, so you made a show of it by moaning and bleating and taking long, deep breaths. The way it got him growling and panting drove you wild, and you humped back into your Alpha's steady thrusting as the second Beta finally let you suck him. He was bigger than the last wolf, and every bit as tasty.

He knotted you before he came, and you pressed your nose down onto his soft, slightly pudgy belly and rolled your eyes up as much as they could go. He must have been pent up, because your stomach was beginning to feel full. Just like the last wolf, he tilted his head up and howled into the air, and when your packmates all joined in, you tried to as well. Alpha gave your ass a pleased squeeze, and, encouraged, you howled as best you could with a wolf knot in your mouth.

It was muffled, but that was fine.

You drooled heavily as the wolf pulled his knot free, and your cum-mixed-with-drool formed delicious-looking piles and streaks over the wolf's dick. You whimpered as he pulled it out of your view, stroking it and using the mix as lube, the last few drops squeezed out of his dick only adding to it. Oh how you wanted to lick up those last few drops.

You didn't have much time to worry about it, though, moaning out hard as Alpha tilted you up once more. You were more ready for it this time, eagerly wrapping your arms around the strong, sexy wolf behind you as he hefted you up. He was still humping up into you, making you bleat and moan and squirm as he carried you to the last wolf in line. You had a little trouble getting your knees under you, the previous wolf helping by grabbing your knees and forcing them where they aught to be.

The last wolf gave you an eager, slightly shy smile, and presented his length to you. A thin stream of pre was leaking from it, and running down the shaft.

You didn't wait to be told, wrapping your lips around the head and suckling the pre right from the tip, and reveling in the wolf's pleased moan. He was the smallest of the three, you realized, as he began to hump upward into your face, and you eagerly began to bob your head on his shaft. He fit less snugly into your mouth, which only gave you more room for elaborate tongue work.

Alpha was humping faster now, seeming to be trying to pull more desperate bleats from you as he leaned over you, growling into your ear.

"Such a good Omega." He snarled and panted quietly, giving your ear a bite and growling as you moaned out. The Beta you were sucking was panting hard above you, getting closer and closer. You were feeling it too. "When I flood you, you're going to cum, Omega. And you're going to howl with us." He said.

You nodded, your "Yes, Alpha!" muffled by wolf cock. Your eyes rolled up once more as the wolf in your mouth came hard, choosing not to knot your face and instead flooding your mouth with seed. You swallowed it down, but made a mess of his belly and balls as it dripped from your lips. Thankfully, unlike the last wolf, he was all too happy to allow you to lick up every drop, and he didn't let you leave without stroking the last few onto your tongue.

It was just you and your Alpha, now. You panted and look around, spotting the other wolves nearby, laying back in their chairs and looking pleased with you. It flooded you with pride and belonging.

Your Alpha was still behind you, gripping your tail tightly and picking up his pace. He was humping faster and faster, harder and harder, until it was just too much for either of you.

Alpha tugged your tail, gripped your hips, and slammed his knot into you. The heat began to fill you as he absolutely filled your insides with so much seed, so much heat. That, alone, would have been more than enough to send you over the edge, but when your Alpha's howl reached your ears, and you threw your head back and joined him, you had no chance of holding yourself back, painting the ottoman under you with line after line of sheep cum.

The other wolves' howls joined in, cheering on their Alpha and his loyal Omega. You took a deep breath and howled again, inspiring the chorus to join in once more. Alpha was always the loudest, even as he panted heavily and dug his fingers deep into the wool of your ass.

You were panting hard, too. You weren't sure if you were still deep - you couldn't tell, and it didn't matter. You were so happy.

Alpha pulled his knot free, growling in pleasure as his seed dripped from you. He gripped your ass hard with a thumb, and let out a pleasured snarl as a rush of cum spilled from your hole and down onto your balls. You shivered in delight and drooled slightly as he playfully kneaded your ass, wiping his cock on your inner thigh before walking around to your front.

He put just one finger under your chin and gently tilted your head up to look him in the eyes. You were panting and shivering, but the look he gave you filled you with such an incredible feeling that you managed to close your mouth. With some help.

"Good boy, Omega. Gooood boy." He said. You felt like you could melt into that finger. Sensing this, he reached up with his other hand and teased your ear, cupping your chin properly and holding you there. You trembled and rested more weight onto his hand, inspiring a pleased chuckle from him and an chorus of "aw~"s from the rest of your pack.

You looked over to them and gave them a silly smile, and they all smiled back at you.

-E-

You ended up staying the night. You even got to shower with Alpha - a magical experience, with plenty of groping - and, subsequently, each of the Betas. You felt like you were the center of their attention in all the best ways.

"Could you pass the salt, Lenti?" One of the wolves asked you, stirring you from your daydream. You perked up and quickly passed it his way, getting a knowing smile from Alpha. You were all having dinner together, something Alpha cooked up while you all showered. A feast for 5, and all comfort food. It was the perfect meal tonight, though it was a little embarrassing how all the wolves kept scrambling over each other to keep your water glass topped off.

"To be fair, you did drool a lot." Alpha joked, when you asked if you were the only one who was thirsty tonight or something.

"Lost a lot of water in other ways, too." Another wolf chimed in, and they all laughed together.

You squirmed a little in your seat, blushing brightly but giggling along with them all the same.

After dinner, you all snuggled up on Alpha's enormous bed. You were squished in the middle, with all four of the wolves touching you in one way or another. Alpha reserved the first dibs for choice of snuggles, so he was spooning you from behind. The other three divided up your front side, all seeming to get more sheep surface area depending on pack hierarchy.

It was heavenly, and the best night of sleep in your life.

Breakfast the next morning was good, too. You cooked the potatoes this time, eager to serve your pack in more ways than one.

Two. Shower fun counted.

Three, if you were counting being a pillow.

Anyway.

You followed a recipe Alpha provided you diligently, and cooked up a pan full of soft, browned, delicious-looking breakfast potatoes.

"Oh man, these are delicious." One of the wolves said - the second one from last night if you remembered faces right. The thought that you'd recognize him better if he were in your mouth made you blush a little before you shook it away and thanked him with a smile.

Alpha was quietly digging into the pile of them on his plate, as the other wolves gave them a try. Their faces lit up, eyes widening at the flavor before they turned on you. They all had nice things to say.

Their words made your heart soar, especially when you looked over at Alpha smiling at you and getting another helping.

The last order of business before you all split up after breakfast took you by surprise.

"You wouldn't mind if I got a picture of all of us, would you?" Alpha asked, though you suspected he knew perfectly well you'd never refuse him.

The wolves lined up and you joined them in the center, leaving a spot at your side for Alpha. With more ease than one would expect taking a group picture, he set the camera up and joined you all, squeezing you into a side-hug and smiling warmly at the camera. You tried not to look too lovestruck, though to your dismay, it didn't really work.