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Morris had the time of his life making Everly suffer. Everly had to do pretty much anything he wanted. She swallowed cum, she licked tailholes, she drank piss, and much more. Everly was a teary mess when Infernus came to check on him a day later. Infernus had another wolf accompanying him.

"I see you've enjoyed your time," Infernus said.

"I have," Morris said.

"Come, let's proceed with the next part of the interview."

He followed the wolf while the other was busy enjoying Everly. Infernus led him down a hallway.

"Every species brings unique talents to the table. Deer are ruminants. I trust you know how the rumination process works."

Morris said, "We don't exactly do that anymore."

"But you can."

Morris nodded.

"What you swallow comes up back up through this process, am I correct?"

He nodded again.

"You will swallow my scat and feed it to someone else."

"Wait, what?"

"The look in their eyes will be worth it. Trust me."

"O-okay," Morris said uneasily.

"Kneel." Infernus turned around and pulled down his pants.

The scent hit him immediately. "Augh."

The wolf's tailhole was clean, but that didn't seem to help. "It will be much easier the next time. Open your mouth."

He trusted the wolf and wanted to see the look on their face. He couldn't keep his face here for much longer – he was going to throw up. "Hurry up." The wolf started pushing, a turd fell into his mouth. He spat it out reflexively.

"Get your head back here."

Morris complied, and this time, the wolf used a paw to hold his head in place.

"Keep your mouth open."

He couldn't do that for long as soon as the next turd hit, he gagged and sputtered as he spat it out.

"Don't worry about that, you're doing great for your first time."

With the wolf's encouragement, he tried to keep his mouth still, but failed again.

"Not to worry. Open your mouth."

Morris obeyed. He held his mouth open as the wolf picked up a turd from the floor. The wolf shoved it into his mouth and held it shut.

"Chew and swallow."

The taste was utterly revolting, and he couldn't spit it out with the wolf holding his mouth shut. He chewed while tears clouded his eyes. He punched the wolf, but the wolf held firm.

"Do that again and I will break your hoof."

Morris swallowed the revolting mush. The wolf finally let go. The mush wouldn't stay down; it surged into his mouth, and he vomited on the ground.

"That's not good enough. Will you try again? Keep it in your mouth when it comes back up."

Morris clutched his stomach as he dry-heaved.

"Well? It will be worth it, trust me."

"I'll try again." He had already come this far. It seemed like such a waste to quit now.

The wolf picked up another nearby turd and repeated the same process. Morris once again had to eat scat.

The second time didn't get any easier, and the scat surged back up after he swallowed. This time, he used his hooves to hold his mouth shut. He had a mouthful of regurgitated scat, he just had to deliver it to someone's mouth as soon as possible.

"Let's not waste anything." Infernus picked up the remaining turd and decided to pack it inside Morris's tailhole. The pants Morris wore didn't matter as the wolf shredded them. The wolf even plugged him up.

This was so unexpected that he spat out the regurgitated scat in his mouth.

"We can try again if you're willing."

Morris nodded.

"I put the third one inside you, so you just need to push it out." Infernus yanked the recently inserted plug out forcefully.

Morris didn't expect it to hurt so much.

Infernus waited for Morris to take a dump. Morris added his own contributions instead of just pushing out the wolf's scat. This time, he had to bring it into his mouth himself. The idea was so revolting that he begged the wolf to help him.

Infernus was more than happy to do so. Instead of using his paws like before, he pushed Morris's head into the scat, so he had no choice but to eat if he wanted to breathe. Every bite was revolting as ever. Once he swallowed the scat, it didn't take long for his stomach to reject what he ate. He kept the acrid pool in his mouth, desperately hoping for release.

With much difficulty, Morris followed Infernus. His pace was sluggish as he concentrated on not spitting out the vomit in his mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Infernus said, "Go feed him."

Morris focused on his surroundings, looking for a target. He saw another wolf holding a deer with a leash. As close as the deer was, every step felt like an eternity. Relief was so close but yet so far away. When he finally transferred the vomit inside his mouth, he panted with relief.

He panted with relief once free from the burden.

"Master or pet?" the new wolf asked.

"Pet." The deer sounded uncertain and scared.

Infernus said, "Incorrect. You should apologize."

Morris was out of it, dealing with his own emotions that he missed the subtle connotations.

"He's not a master," the deer said again. "He doesn't smile."

Infernus forced the deer to give Morris a rim job.

"You already claimed this slut."

"So, you haven't broken him yet," Infernus said to the wolf.

The wolf said, "It's a work in progress. The new deer isn't very master-like. He doesn't seem to be enjoying this."

"Don't worry about that."

Morris finally realized someone was rimming him. It was over far too soon when he cummed, Infernus decided it was time for something else.

"Follow." Infernus guided him to a janitor's closet. "I want you to clean the floor."

"I didn't sign up for this."

"No, you did. Look at what you'll be using." Infernus showed him a stick affixed to a rabbit. "They're alive."

That was all he needed to hear to get to work. He smashed the rabbit's head against the floor as when he used the handle.

"I'll do whatever you want, just get me out of this," the rabbit said.

Morris paused briefly.

"Not feeling sympathy, are you?" Infernus said.

"Just thinking of what I can do with him."

"Don't worry, we have plenty of rabbits. Keep going."

"Right." He used the rabbit like a mop again across the filthy floors.

Infernus just watched him clean the floor.

Every so often, he dunked the rabbit into soapy water like a normal mop. Whatever noises the rabbit made only spurred him on.

He ended up in the bathroom where he encountered furs acting as toilets. This place was perfect.

Under the wolf's watchful eye, he dunked the rabbit in a real toilet and flushed, giving the rabbit a swirly.

"That's certainly creative," Infernus said.

"I'm glad you approve," Morris said.

"Would you like the position?"

"Yes!" Morris exclaimed.

"Come here tomorrow at seven."

Just like that his interview was over and he got the job in this depraved place.

Morris arrived early in the morning, eager to make others suffer.

"Drink this." A wolf passed him a bottle of yellow liquid.

As soon as Morris got a taste, he said, "It's piss. I'll pass."

"I'm not asking. Drink it."

"No."

The wolf didn't force him to do anything but ordered him to follow with disappointment in his voice. The wolf led him to Infernus. "He won't drink this."

"There's an easy solution for that. You will drink it because you will feed it to someone else," Infernus said.

"How?" Morris said. "It's liquid."

"When your body decides to piss it out again."

"I can just drink water for that."

"But it won't be as strong. You will drink."

"No thanks."

"Fine, let's do something we did yesterday. Kneel and open your mouth."

He knelt, and he knew what was going to happen. Infernus took a dump in his mouth. Even though it wasn't his first time, he didn't struggle any less in eating scat.

"As an employee, this is unacceptable. You didn't even smile."

"Sorry," Morris said.

"Not to worry, practice makes perfect. You're new here after all. Until you smile, you will keep eating scat."

"Wait what? I qu–"

Infernus held his mouth shut. "I would be careful. If you quit, you become a pet. Now, what were you saying?"

"I question why."

"Because feeding someone scat from your mouth is a lot of fun. You just need practice."

"Why don't you do it?" Morris challenged.

"Care to help?" Infernus asked the wolf.

Morris didn't expect the wolf to take a dump into Infernus's open mouth. Effortlessly, Infernus chewed it up and moved his mouth close to his.

Morris backed away. The other wolf pinned him down and held his mouth open.

Infernus drew closer with a mouth full of scat. He snowballed it into the deer's mouth.

"Swallow," Infernus said while smiling. "That's how it's supposed to be done."

The other wolf held his mouth shut and blocked his nose. Morris had no choice but to swallow.

Morris vomited after swallowing it. He clutched his aching stomach.

"That's no way for a master to act," Infernus said. "You will keep practicing until you can. You will keep it down. Here's a drink." He gave him the bottle of piss from before. "It's the only water you'll get."

The wolves were going to force him to drink anyway if he didn't, so Morris drank and cried at the same time. The sour piss marked his mouth.

Infernus attached a leash to his neck.

"Why?" Morris said.

"Until you can behave like a master, why not? You act like a pet, you might as well look the part." Infernus shredded his clothes for good measure. He guided him around the complex. He found a bear tending to an otter. "Does anyone need to use our new toilet?"

"I do," the otter said.

Infernus pushed his face into the otter's cum-filled tailhole. As soon as the scat hit his tongue, Morris struggled to keep it inside his mouth. The taste was so vile. He pulled away, using his hooves to steady himself.

"Disappointing," Infernus said.

Morris forced himself to swallow. The scat wouldn't stay down, and soon he vomited.

"Lick it up," Infernus said.

Morris blinked. "I never had to before."

Infernus spanked him.

Morris started lapping up the puddle. Infernus decided it was time to mount him. He stopped licking to endure the wolf's thrusts.

"He's not licking," the otter said.

The bear said, "You know how we motivate pets. Motivate him."

The otter started pissing in the vomit.

Morris started lapping up the puddle for fear of things getting even worse. Infernus claiming his tailhole didn't make it any easier, periodically, he got a face full of piss.

Infernus knotted him and stopped thrusting. He could feel the wolf cumming into his bowels. "He's rather slow, isn't he?'

"First day?" the bear said.

"He's a confused deer that thinks he can dominate others, but this is more his pace."

"I am a master," Morris said.

"Kick him for me," Infernus said.

The bear kicked his balls.

Morris cried.

Once the wolf pulled out, the otter started rimming him as he cleaned the floor with his tongue. The otter did that so effortlessly.

The bear said, "Good to see you know your place."

Morris finished cleaning the floor.

"Let's see how well you did." The bear pulled the otter away. "Were you even trying? His tailhole is still messy."

The otter whimpered, "I had no time."

"You were too slow, and I'm going to punish you. Follow."

They walked away.

Infernus said, "Once you can smile, you can be a master again. Morris, let's see if you can do it correctly the next time."

Try as he might, he couldn't control his reflexes despite his efforts. He smiled while eating scat, but when it came time for him to perform, he failed. Morris forced himself to smile, twisting his face into a mask.

He couldn't call it quits since life as a pet was infinitely worse.

It had been months since his captivity, he finally summoned the courage for a pathetic request.

"Please, let me mop the floors," Morris begged. He needed a change of pace from endlessly swallowing wolf scat.

Infernus said, "Fine."

It was like a dream come true when Infernus passed him a rabbit mop, someone whom he could direct all his anger upon. He roughly used the rabbit's head to mop the floor, savoring the rabbit's distress. The tears of rabbits only brought him slivers of joy in his miserable life.

Life wasn't fair. His dreams of dominating wolves were shattered, with no way out.