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"Are you sure this is alright, Doctor? I'm really nervous" The seven foot tall hybrid curls up in the couch ever so slightly, diminishing his statuesque height. This specimen is rather strange, having been crossbred with several other species, giving him the size of a sapphire dragon, but the fur and ears from a blue bunny. His legs, while bulky, look much more like those of a kangaroo than those of any other species. He should appear fierce, but with his current expression, he seems like a lost little hatchling.

"I understand. It's a common anxiety that a lot of people have before going under. You have nothing to fear, however. I have the utmost care for my patients," the only slightly smaller canine doctor says, patting his patient's hand.

"Will I remember any of it?" he asks, face softening just a bit at the kind gesture.

"Possibly. Everyone reacts differently to it. The main thing to know is that I will not do anything that you would not want me to do." Although the canine is a good foot shorter than the hybrid, he manages to tussle the young adult's silvery hair as he would someone much shorter.

"O-okay," he stutters out. "I'm ready Dr. Donovan."

"Good. Just stay where you are and relax, Gel. I'm going to give you some music to listen to and some images to look at. Don't worry about paying attention to any particular detail. Just let your mind flow." He inserts the headphones onto the tall hybrid with only a little difficulty and wheels over the screen to him, then flips it on.

The noises are strange to Gelyvin. He doesn't know if he's ever heard anything like them before. They are strange phantom noises that he's not quite sure are even playing through the earphones. The images on screen are much the same. The black and white lines dance randomly about the screen, sometimes conforming into a solid image, but never more than a millisecond. His mind concentrates wholly on finding the images and discerning the noises. In a few minutes, he stops seeing anything at all and becomes blank.

"Can you hear me?" the doctor asks.

"Yes," comes the simple and entranced reply.

"What is your name?"

"Gelyvin."

"How old are you?"

"Two...enty."

"Strange," the doctor thinks, but he chocks it up to a simple error. The patient is twenty, after all - half his own age, not that he was counting. "How are you feeling?"

"Good. Relaxed."

"And how about before. Just a few minutes before you were so relaxed."

"Scared. Nervous. Aroused..."

Once again, the doctor is taken aback, clearing his throat and adjusting his pants as he continues, "and why were you scared?"

"I didn't want you to find out about me."

"I already know about your bedwetting. That's what we're here to fix. Your parents told me."

"That was a lie."

"Oh? What part of it?"

"My bedwetting isn't accidental. I do it because I like the feel of it. That...and I wanted my parents to get me diapers. I didn't think they'd try hypnotherapy first. I was going to lie my way through the hypnosis, but then..."

"Then what?"

"I saw you. And I wanted you to do things to me. I thought you'd be some graymuzzle but you turned out to be a stud."

The doctor's heart is throbbing and he has to cross his legs to cover his erection from showing. He blushes a deep red under his steel-blue and gray fur, taking a moment to recollect himself.

"I wanted to be hypnotized...and made to do things for you."

The doctor licks his chops, trying to decide what he should do. A little more questioning couldn't hurt, could it? "What kind of things?"

"To be made into a girl...to be bent over your desk and fucked through my panties. Then to be humiliated and put into diapers and forced to wet them."

"You're wearing panties, huh?" The psychologist in him knows that he might do some good if he follows that line of questioning, but he personally likes that feature in men. Couldn't hurt to follow up, though. You know, just to be certain. "Why don't you show them to me?"

Without hesitation, the tall bunny-dragon stands to his full daunting height, nearly tapping his head against the raised ceiling. Surely enough, when the hybrid lowers the zipper on his jeans, black-laced silk panties grace the wolf's sight.

They aren't just bargain-store panties, either...The kid had sprung for expensive lingerie: the kind you'd expect from a naughty magazine. The boy's well-hung cock stands to attention under the tight material, only adding to the sensuality.

Donovan's pants began to sting against his hardened shaft. He's never had sex with a client before, and ethically, he shouldn't. But this isn't really a client. This boy has a fetish and simply didn't tell his parents that it is the cause of the bedwetting, accidental or no. All that's left now is to enjoy the 50 remaining minutes, right? "Why don't you come over here and help the big bad wolf with his clothes?"

"Yes sir," Gelyvin quickly answers, deftly working his hands over the doctor's slacks and button down shirt and leaving him with just his boxers on - his cock sticking through the entrance in the front.

"You know what you want to do with that cock. Don't you?" the wolf teases, sensually working over his fuzzy balls and up to the slightly knotting shaft in a slow labored motion.

Gelyvin nods his head, his eyes following the gentle motion of his prize, muzzle watering. "Can I?"

"Only if you're a good puppy. No teeth." Donovan isn't sure exactly how good getting sucked off by a hypnotized fur might be, but he has no qualms in trying.

Without an answer, Gelyvin gets down to his knees and wrapped his muzzle around his member, eliciting a low moan from both of them. The wolf grabs at his hair roughly, as if to tell him to slow down, which he eagerly complies with, recognizing the cue despite his hypnotized state.

Panting, Donovan begins using the larger fur's muzzle more forcefully, pumping his knotting cock into him repeatedly. "Oh, I'm gonna," he moans. Too late. He quickens his pace as wave after wave of cum fills the submissive boy's mouth.

He sits back down on the bench as Gelyvin continues to lap at the leaking fluid, a little surprised by how satisfying it'd been. The boy is definitely hypnotized - all the signs are there. Even so, he's never had such a good blowjob, even from his wife. He wonders how skillful the boy might be while fully conscious. Maybe his attraction has more to it than that, though. The boy unintentionally hit on several of his hidden fetishes. As he thought about putting the larger fur in diapers and fucking him silly, his cock springs back to attention, eliciting another moan from the wolf. He pets the cute hairfuzz on the top of the hybrid, "stay there like a good puppy."

"Yes sir," he responds, wagging his tail awkwardly with his half-stripped jeans weighing it down.

Donovan grabs the keys from his pants and walks over to his desk, shaking a little nervously as he unlocks one of the drawers. There was a loud rustling of items, some metallic, rubber, cloth. There seems to be a lot in there, but he returns with only a few.

"Strip," he orders, getting the various objects in line as he waits for the obedient response.

"Yes sir." Gelyvin quickly complies. As if he'd put on a show before and the muscle memory kicked in, he slows down when he comes to his underwear, letting his large package slowly free from the feminine garment before tossing it, too, aside.

Donovan bites his lip at that last part, trying to resist the urge to just fuck him ragged right now while he is naked and vulnerable. "Sit," he orders once more, followed by the same response and obedience. Without another word, he fastens a bright pink collar around the bunny's neck with the tag 'puppy' - one that the doctor once wore during his stint as a submissive in the bondage scene.

"On your back and spread your legs." Donovan blushes as diapers the boy, having never been on this side of the process. He's been put into them more than enough times to know how to do it, though. The tail slot is a little snug due to the species difference, but otherwise, it fit the bunny pretty well.

Donovan's cock flares up as he saw this big fur dommed into baby-printed diapers and a collar. He loved the power, and he wants more of it. Things might get a little risky, though.

"Now, I'm going to tell you some things, and you're going to believe me wholeheartedly. Understood?"

"Understood, sir," the boy repeats, his wagging tail now causing much crinkling.

"Repeat what you are, as I say it. You are my puppy. You have to wear your diapers or you will have an accident in any other clothes you wear because you are a bedwetter. You need desperately to have my cock inside you while you are diapered because you are my bitch. You cannot cum without me inside you because you are a submissive little toy."

Gelyvin repeats it all, his diaper tenting throughout the process.

"Now, when I snap my fingers, all of this will be true. You will wake up, fully aware, and you will do exactly as I tell you. Understood?"

"Understood, sir," he repeats one last time before he snaps into reality. "W-What happened? What's going on? Why are you naked? What's this taste in my mouth?"

"Shhh shh shh," Donovan hushes, putting a finger to Gelyvin's lips before inserting an oversized pacifier. "Don't take it out, puppy. I'll explain what's happening."

Gelyvin blushes, cowering down just a bit as the pacifier is jammed into his muzzle, sensing the crinkling as his cock pulses. He blushes even deeper, crossing his legs and covering his crotch with his large paws. He tries to speak but finds that he can't talk around the pacifier or bring himself to remove it.

"I'm giving you what you wanted. You were a very naughty boy, lying to your parents about your bedwetting, so we're going to make it to where you're not a liar. You will wet the bed from now on, accident or not. In fact, you'll wet in the daytime too. Right now, actually," he says, shooing the hybrid's paws away as he gropes the front of his diaper.

As the doctor says, he feels his bladder shrinking, and he can't hold it in. He makes a valiant effort, but his muscles are working against him. It doesn't help that he'd always wanted someone to force him to do this exact thing. With a low whimper, he tucks his knees in further. The wet spot starts with a little dot and a trickle, then eventually works up to a flood hissing in his diaper, yellowing the entire front. He goes beet red beneath his cute blue fur.

"Aww, now that's a good puppy," Donovan says, petting Gelyvin's soft fur. "See? Now that you aren't a liar, we can give the puppy a treat. I already have a good idea of what puppy likes to eat," he says, grinning. With that, he strips his boxers and leaves his muscled body on display for the already aroused bunny-dragon. "You know you want it."

It's true. He's always been a top, due to his sheer size, but ever since he saw Dr. Donovan, he wanted to know what it felt like to have all his secret submissive desires fulfilled. He tries to speak, but the pacifier still prevented that. So instead, he nods his head enthusiastically, feeling a little silly as he heard the telltale sound of a collar-tag jingling about his neck.

"You know what you need to do, then, don't you?" he says coyly, pointing over to the desk.

How much had he given away while he was hypnotized? How did he know that he wanted to be taken on the desk in this very situation? It's not like he would get another chance like this again, though. Shyly, he waddles over to the desk with the warm weight of a diaper between his legs.

Donovan breaths a silent sigh of relief. His instincts scream at him to mount this boy, and he planned on listening. Within seconds, he undoes the strip on the tail of the diaper, allowing him access to that virgin hole beneath. All eight inches of his canine cock, forming knot and all, begin to slowly sink in with only the help of the saliva and semen from the blowjob.

Gelyvin lets out a whimper of pain through the pacifier, sucking on it instinctively as the huge mass begins to penetrate his virgin hole. The organ feels like a spear making it's way through him, but he cannot help but push back against it. Just as he thinks he is going to be torn asunder, the canine stops.

Donovan's cock hilts inside of the sub and lets him adjust to the girth. The knot would only get bigger and his bitch would have to be ready for it. "That's a good girl," he teases, nipping lightly on his mount's neck.

The hybrid moans out at the bite, letting out a gasp as the thrusting starts once more, his pacifier clattering onto the desk. It is much less painful this time. He can feel the thick cock putting pressure on his prostate, and it feels every bit as good as he expected. As a big dominant fur, he's always made fun of subs that came hands-free, but his own orgasm was building quickly with only the stimulation of the penis inside him and the wet diaper rubbing against him. Despite how humiliating it is, he wants more. "Yes sir, I'm a good girl."

His thrusts do not slow or speed up in the least at the extra stimulation, despite the temptation. After all, he wants to fully enjoy this time with his newfound playmate. He could sense a building climax in the sub and he intended on bringing it out of him without pawing him to show him how much of a bitch he really is. "That's right," he incites, "and you're going to take all of the big bad wolf's little puppies inside that nice warm tailhole of yours."

The pain is all but nonexistant now, but the thrusts do begin to gain more weight behind them. He can feel himself being bred through the crinkly diapers and his seed begs for release inside of them. He is on a hair trigger at this point, riding on the very edge of climax as the doctor's knot only continues to build the pressure inside of him. With a whine like a bitch in heat, he begins humping into the desk and back against those thrusts."Ohh, fuck me harder, sir. I want your cum inside me."

Donovan knows that the boy's climax is only awaiting his command, but he has no plans on releasing that control until the right moment. Still, the verbal cues grow more urgent, and he can't help but spread the hybrid's legs further and ram his manhood still further into him. He feels his climax approaching, but he needs for his bitch to want it more before he'll let 'her' have it. "That's what a diaper bitch is for, after all. Even after you cum, we're going to keep you in your wet diapers, holding my seed inside you along with your shame."

Each thrust, it feels like his orgasm would finally come, but it simply would not. The teasing only worsened things, as well. He begins to whine much like a puppy, knowing in the back of his mind what he has to do. "May I please cum sir? Please!? I'll do what you say and stay in my wet diapers like a good bitch!"

"That's what I wanted to hear," he says, pumping in and out in a feral passion now, sweat beginning to form and mat his fur. He still needed to time it though - so that his bitch would clench down just as he finished. With a final shove, he forces his tennis-ball sized knot into the hybrid. "Cum for me, little girl."

Just like that, Gelyvin begins to cum, filling his soggy diapers with a sticker fluid. He clenches down and moans loudly with the knot deep inside of him leaking into his tailhole like a warm syringe. Much like a female might, his orgasm extends long beyond any he's ever had, shooting more of his load than he knew he had.

With that tightened hole around his member, Donovan continues to force that knot in and out of the abused fur. His seed gushes forth freely, lubricating the passage and just making it that much more savory as he continues to pump into the padded pup.

They both begin to pant after the last of their pleasure dies down, the two knotted together, although they hadn't made an attempt to liberate themselves.

"So, this time next week?"