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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Ivan smiled at the beautiful Belgian Tervuren in her blues, he did love a woman in uniform. That and she did also just look like a fluffier German Shepherd with a better hair care routine, that added fluff just accentuated her curves within her well pressed uniform. As he approached the stern looking officer, he withdrew a small bottle of cologne and spritzed it about himself. He had just worked up a bit of a sweat after all.

"My apologies, I didn't want you thinking I naturally smell like alleyway trash" the short chubby and friendly looking Corgi asked in his most charming British accent, while giving a disarming smile up at the taller woman. "Please pardon my intrusion on your undoubtedly very busy schedule, I am a street photographer and I couldn't help but notice you from across the street. You embody a certain unique female strength and boldness I would very much like to try to capture, if I might be so bold as to take your picture?" he knew he was laying it on thick, but something told him that was what she needed to hear. The more he complimented the larger canine, the more he could see her start to unclench her jaw and her shoulders began to relax. It was working...

"I appreciate the kind words, sir, but I am on duty and I really shouldn't" Officer Hilda Sitz, her name badge revealed her name to be, replied with an unsure look around. It was almost as if she were merely putting on a show of declining him initially in case anyone was around who could or would report her for doing so. Ivan knew she really wanted to do it; she just needed a nudge in the right direction.

"It won't take but a few minutes, I'll just snap a few quick pictures and simple poses, then you may continue before anyone notices. Here, let me show you some of my other work to help you make up your mind, yes?" Ivan offered as he withdrew his mobile phone, holding the small screen up for her to see. Of course, she would not see any images at all, but only the specially designed flashing and alternating colors, along with the series of high-pitched sounds only she could hear from such a close distance.

Good, it was working better than expected. Ivan had given himself a double dose of his special cologne, even letting the good Officer Sitz get a prolonged look at his phone to really put her under. After the quick interlude with the tigress earlier, Ivan really wanted to savor his next encounter. Even better that it was to be with the boys in blue, "talk about really sticking it to the man" he chuckled to himself as he watched the beautiful canine's rich brown eyes glaze over and her jaw go slack.

While he worked his magic on the unwitting policewoman, Ivan quickly scanned his surroundings for a new location he could safely have his fun. An alleyway wouldn't do for a beauty in blue like this, oh no, he wanted to savor her out of the public eye. The short chubby corgi's lips curled into a grin when he spotted it, a seemingly abandoned basement level apartment just a little ways behind them. The door looked to have been forced open after someone had tagged it with a gang insignia, no doubt they'd claimed it as their own territory. Right now, however, the basement apartment looked vacant from what Ivan could see.

"Come, follow me" he ordered Officer Sitz, who followed along close behind as they made their way down the stairs and through the busted front door. "Anyone home?" Ivan called out, but as expected, he was met by silence. Whomever had broken into the apartment had done a number on the walls, graffiti covered every vertical surface, admittedly some of it was rather good as he moved further into the apartment and away from the front door. But the one that got Ivan's attention the most, was the large mural over a dirty bed left in one of the bedrooms. The bed itself would serve well for what he had in mind, but the mural would look great on camera.

On the wall was a very intricate and stylized portrait of a well-dressed Doberman lady wearing a power suit one would typically see in a courtroom. She was facing away from the viewer's perspective, but looking back over her shoulder with a mischievous grin while she lifted the back of her skirt to reveal a palm print tattoo on her buttock, and what a shapely behind it was. On a length of red ribbing draped about her shoulders, the words "Thanks for getting us off, then getting us off" was beautifully stenciled in a calligraphy style. Briefly Ivan wondered if she was a real person these gang members were paying homage to for her winning their case or something similar. If she was, he might have to try to find her, with an ass like that, she was bound to get a lot of views on his channel.

"Here, stand at the foot of the bed for me and hold this" Ivan ordered his latest captive, handing her his mobile so she could continue staring at the hypnotizing swirling colors. Just to ensure she was completely under his control; the corgi retrieved his little bottle of special cologne to give a direct and more powerful spritz of the mind-altering chemicals right into the officer's sensitive nose. The effect was immediate, the short corgi grinned as he watched the taller beautiful canine's eyes almost roll into the back of her head as if she'd taken a hit of narcotics, before retrieving his mobile from her and tucking it back inside his fanny pack.

While she had been staring at his mobile phone and slipping deeper under his control, Ivan had been busy setting up his Canon EOS R5 camera on a handy little fold up tripod in the meanwhile. This would let the short chubby corgi be able to work hands free while being able to record what was about to happen, along with donning his POV GoPro once more for those more intimate closeups. "State your name and badge number for the camera..." Ivan ordered while he leaned forward to make sure he caught her badge in crystal clear quality on his POV camera.

"Officer Hilda Irene Sitz, badge number two six two five" The Belgian Tervuren woman replied almost robotically. Her eyes were open but unseeing as she stared off into the distance and right through Ivan, as if he weren't even standing right in front of her.

"Yes, very good. Now Officer Sitz, why don't you remove those bothersome pants and then show me your tits?" the corgi asked with surprising politeness. As expected, Hilda undid her belt and dropped it on the bed behind her before removing her shoes, socks and then finally her pants. Ivan noted that even under hypnotism she still seemed to be a very orderly person, no doubt she must have been a lot of fun at parties he thought sarcastically to himself. He was willing to bet if he asked what her hobbies were, she'd probably be a stamp collector or something else equally as boring. It was odd how the nerdy ones always seemed to have such killer bodies though, it was such a waste.

Again, he noted she did exactly as told, there was no grey area with her. Even with her pants removed, simply because he had not explicitly told her to, she did not remove her pale blue panties. But that suited him just fine, he'd get to those soon enough. For now, he was enjoying the show as she unbuttoned her shirt before tugging up her white undervest and her bra up over her breasts. The chubby corgi couldn't resist the urge to reach out and palm her exposed mounds as she held her clothing up out the way for him. They were surprisingly perky and firm, he noted as his thumbs brushed over and around her little dark fleshed nipples with no reaction from the officer. She was a tough one, that was for sure, or at the very least, unlike that tigress earlier, this bitch just didn't get worked up very easily.

At first Ivan was tempted to have her just suck his dick, but that was far too pedestrian for an opportunity such as this. No, he wanted something special for this bitch. That was right about the time his gaze fell upon her belt and the items it contained. Almost immediately his lips curled into a devious grin as a lewd idea sprung to mind. "Be a dear and lay back on the bed for me...yes, just like that..." he ordered and helped position her just right while tugging the crotch of her panties aside to bare her snug looking slit to the cameras. Once the officer was laid back with her feet tucked up close to her behind, and her thighs parted, Ivan started with his plan.

Reaching for her nightstick, he withdrew it from the loop on her belt and positioned it between her thighs. Making sure he was capturing what was about to happen from both angles, the chubby corgi nuzzled the blunt tip between Office Sitz pussylips, teasing against her opening before rather firmly pushing the cold hard rod deep inside her. Finally, she gave him the reaction he was looking for as she arched her back from the bed and cried out, growling softly as the stranger worked the black pole in and out of her a few times. Thanks to the chemicals in his cologne, it didn't take long before the ebony shaft started to glisten visibly with her growing arousal.

"Go on then, fuck yourself with it" Ivan ordered and let her reach down to grasp the makeshift toy from him. While he watched the beautiful canine work the nightstick in and out of herself as if it were a real cock, he couldn't help but grin when she finally reached down and began to rub at her clit in tandem with her working her nightstick in and out of her cunt. He hadn't told her to do that specifically, but finally she was starting to expand the parameters of his commands to her own benefit. Soon Ivan was standing at the foot of the bed with his own cock in hand, with the aid of a little lube in his palm, the corgi stroked himself in time to that dark shaft being worked between the officers toned thighs. He had the perfect viewpoint for both himself and his viewers to watch as the Officer, with her badge still clearly visible on her shirt, fucked herself with her own nightstick.

She must've been rather pent up, it seemed. Her breathing quickly became ragged as she bucked and squirmed on the bed, until eventually the officer let out a short high-pitched squeak and snapped her thighs together. Ivan watched curiously while she trembled on the bed for a few moments, before finally going limp. Sure enough, when her thighs parted again, Office Sitz was rather obviously damp from her probably long overdue orgasm.

"Roll over, on your knees for me" he ordered next, laughing when she did so without removing the nightstick from her cunt. Of course he would help her out though, grabbing and withdrawing it slowly to let the camera catch the rather juicy extraction and the resulting pleasured shudder from the canine bitch. Thanks to his heritage, Ivan had a brief flash of withdrawing the sword from a stone, how fitting now that he was withdrawing a pole from a cunt however. Turning the makeshift toy around, he placed it with the handle side between officer's knees, so her feet could help hold the longer part of the shaft. A few minor adjustments later and Ivan had her slowly riding the thicker rubber handle while he held her tail up out the way for the cameras to catch the show.

Again he made her pleasure herself to another climax, this time able to watch as her little dark pink pucker winked and flexed with her contractions around the girthier handle of her weapon. Now with the aid of gravity, he was able to capture the sight of her slick femcum coating the handle and trickling to the bed below, Officer Sitz really did like making a mess it seemed.

"Now for the finale, get up and stand at the edge of the bed" Ivan ordered while he retrieved her handcuffs from her belt next. Hilda again did as told; offering no resistance when he turned her to face the mural of the stunning Doberman babe on the wall while guiding her hands behind her back to cuff them in place. Once she was cuffed, Ivan gently pushed her forward over the bed again, making sure to keep her legs straight and her rump presented for what he was about to do.

"This is for all of my followers fighting the system, fuck the police!" Ivan said in his best American gangster accent. One hand gripped and lifted her tail high, while the other guided his tip to her femcum glistened pucker. The chubby corgi had stroked himself with a bit of lube earlier as he watched her fuck herself with her own nightstick, both for his own pleasure, but also because he knew what was coming. With the point of his spade like cocktip nestled against the center of her star, Ivan began to push firmly against her. Oh, she put up a fight, but he was lubed and ready. Just as he had with that tigress, he loved the feeling of Officer Sitz' virgin rear reluctantly permitting him entry into her guts as it stretched around his girthy cock. Ivan made sure to capture every inch slipping past the canine officers stretched rectum as he filled her back passage with thick corgi cock, her cute pale blue panties tugged to one side baring the NYPD emblem on them still visible.

Now she was making the sounds he loved, growling and groaning in discomfort as a stranger bashed in her backdoor. The fucker wasted no time in starting to thrust either, even before he got half way in, he was withdrawing a little, only to buck in even deeper. Soon Ivan's hips were clapping against her cheeks as he reamed the gorgeous officer, his camera on the tripod capturing the moment where her pained grunts and cries began to change into pleasured huffs and groans. The corgi smirked to himself as he heard the change in her, shaking his head and speaking to his viewers again, saying "well folks, if you listen carefully...you can hear the exact moment Officer Hilda Sitz, badge number two six two five here, turned into an anal slut."

The only thing he loved more than breaking in a newbie, was converting a good honest woman into an anal slut. Granted he hadn't expected Officer Sitz to fall into that category, but perhaps there was more to her than met the eye. It really did make Ivan wonder what she would be like in bed without being hypnotized, she might actually be a lot of fun after all.

"You like that big dick up your shitter, don't you?" the corgi growled as he gripped the base of her tail harder, giving a firm buck to almost force his knot inside the officer. God, he wanted so bad to tie her, but that was far too risky. There was no way in hell even he could explain to an officer why she had his dick under her tail when the hypnosis finally wore off.

"Yes, I love it" Hilda replied with a low groan. She wasn't even touching herself now, she wasn't able to with her hands cuffed. But still it sounded like she was about to cum again and just from no other stimulation besides Ivan's fat cock rearranging her guts.

"Cum for me, Officer Butt slut" the chubby corgi ordered. Again, his lips curled into a grin when she did just that. Her eyes screwed shut tight as she groaned loud and lewd, her entire body going rigid before she trembled beneath Ivan again. This time he felt her climax when the damned bitch practically squirted! "Ha, the bitch likes it so much, she squirted on me, dear viewers!" he laughed.

He wasn't done with her yet, he was enjoying the tight little asshole wrapped about his eager cock. He loved the way her dark flesh turned pale from being so stretched around his turgid flesh, the way her buttocks parted each time his knot pressed threateningly between them. Fuck, if only he had time to knot her, this would have been the perfect video!

"Damn, you're tighter than a Scotsman's fist..." Ivan grunted as the climaxing officer began clenching down hard around his cock, hard enough to briefly halt his thrusting. Fuck she felt good, he normally didn't do repeats for safety and anonymity reasons, but he was tempted to track Officer Sitz down again sometime for a repeat performance. Soon his hips became a near blur as he hammered himself hard under her tail, again sending the canine officer into another climax. "Fuck me...I think I created a monster..." he panted while her snug pucker squeezed and gripped around him tightly.

It was too much for Ivan, as much as he wanted to keep going, he knew he was fighting against the clock. But at last, he'd finally hit his own climax, his balls rising up against his scrotum and beginning to twitch with every hot rope of cum he poured right up the officers pert backside. Goddamn he'd never cum so hard in his life before, nearly passing out from the effort, but somehow managing to catch himself before he did. Now for the money shot, Ivan said to himself, as he slowly withdrew himself from the bitch. One last spurt of his seed across her buttocks for good measure before he knelt low to spread her buttocks and get a good view of her glazed little asshole now leaking his seed.

A little chime on his phone began to sound, alerting him time was running out. The chubby corgi snapped a few last images of the well fucked woman before packing his goods away, while ordering her to get dressed. As they exited the below ground apartment, Ivan gave her a quick rundown of things she would and wouldn't remember before waking her back up.

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Officer Hilda Sitz blinked as she waved goodbye to the tourist, looking around her and feeling like she'd just woken up from a dream. She had just had a brief chat with the polite young man about how to get to the nearest train station and what sights to see, hadn't she? Yes, that was it. Such a nice young man, so friendly...not like the usual hoodlums she dealt with around here.

She had been looking for Tank and his two cohorts when the chubby corgi had approached her for assistance. She supposed she should be happy the three knuckleheads weren't around to rough the tourist up and instead she'd managed to help him instead. With a smile and a little whistle, Hilda began walking back along her route, wrinkling her nose as she noticed her ass suddenly felt sore; but she put it down to just enjoying one too many spicy burritos for lunch the previous day.

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Footnote: I don't usually do this (That's what she said ;P), but I felt it was time to let folks know the silliness in my writing. There are a few links in this story I just couldn't resist throwing in here. But there are also links between most of my other stories as well, I have my own MCU (Messy Crotch Universe) as it were if you pay attention. As time goes on, I may have crossovers between different characters and stories even. The links expand out further from the ones listed below as well.

1. The gang members mentioned appear in another more recent story of mine found here (https://www.sofurry.com/view/2028395), they will also appear in a follow-on story from this too.

2. Officer Sitz badge number is a gag on the door code scene from the Kingsmen movie, you might call it foreshadowing >.>

3. The mural in the bedroom is in relation to another older character/story of mine found here (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1807519). The woman depicted is the cousin of another of my characters too (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1850330) whom I adored writing.

4. Ivan's special "cologne" is the same substance used in nearly all my mind-control/hypnosis stories, hence the strawberry scent. I call it Bocsy, my own inside joke if you figure out the anagram. ;P This is the more commercial version of the drug being produced in the second part of "Infiltration" which was loosely based on real tests done during the second world war. Anytime you see a pink strawberry scented concoction, that's Bocsy in some form.

5. The gang members are also illegal distributors for Bocsy, much like the biker mice in this story (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1880790) working for this company (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1879764) who were running tests on it.

6. Hilda's initials are a subtle nod to the mind-control aspect of the story, H.I.S.

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