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Terms of Service: The First Payment

February 2013 Story of the Month

By Danath

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Prologue

Nagual Bodmin - Naggie, to his friends - was bored. Bored of his job, bored of his life, bored of everything. The only thing he really liked was his hobby. He was very secretive about it, but incredibly active online under various pseudonyms. "Furries" had been around for years and years. Naggie found internet sites with early, primitive artwork, well before personal transformation technologies made the dream possible.

Naggie's dream was about to come true as well. He held the letter in his hand, staring at the plain light gray paper without moving. He closed his eyes and felt for the edges to rip it open. He kept his eyes closed until he'd unfolded the paper and held it in front of him.

He cracked his eyes open. The first word he saw was "Congratulations".

He was in.

One month later...

"Mr. Bodmin, if you understand and consent to the terms of service of your personal transformation account, simply initial here, here, and here, and sign here, here, here, here, here, and here. And here."

Naggie grinned and nodded as he went through page after page of the contract. It was a typical agreement that nearly everyone who wasn't independently wealthy went through to get their transformations done. The process was fantastically expensive and could take tens of years to pay off. Fortunately, the Fairness in Transformative Services Act of 2024 required companies to create ways for everyone to afford the services. The work release program was thus instituted, leading to a flood of applicants.

Getting picked was like winning the lottery and Naggie could hardly believe he was here, signing up for his new life. He'd be spending five years in the service program, assigned to various jobs. People who came in looking for a touch up would maybe spend a year or two; his transformation required five, with no breaks or vacations.

Naggie's fingers trembled as he saw one of the last pages of the contract. It included diagrams of his current, short, all-too-human body, and the post-process visualization of what he'd become. He initialed and signed as quickly as he could.

"Congratulations, Mr. Bodmin," the clerk behind the desk said. "Now, you have to follow this strict regimen for the next three weeks before we can start the process. It's critical you don't deviate from the plan."

Naggie nodded. He already knew what the regimen entailed: exercise, proper eating, and all the rest to prepare his body for the ordeal.

"I'm ready," he said, grinning as widely as he could.

Three weeks later...

The needle penetrated Nagual Bodmin's skin. He didn't feel it. He hadn't felt anything for the past hour, not since the nurse injected him with a sedative. His head lolled to the left as the steady beat of the heartbeat monitor attached to his chest seemed... to... slow...

"Pleasant dreams, Mr. Bodmin."

The nurse's voice was slow, too. It took Naggie several long moments to understand what she was saying. By the time he thought of something appropriate to say in reply, darkness claimed him.

The nurse smiled as the she started the IV drip and left the room. In the hallway, she tapped on an electronic screen next to the door. As she entered the latest information, a thin man in a white lab coat approached.

"He's incubating?"

The nurse smiled. "They don't call me mother hen for nothing, James. My little chickie in there will be ready to hatch in three months."

Chapter 1: Mr. Master

Day 1

Naggie opened hir eyes slowly. Shi was strapped down to a table, arms and legs spread-eagle. Hir breasts jiggled as shi struggled with hir bonds; hir permanently half-hard cock rolled back and forth across hir tight belly.

The black panther's eight-foot body was a marvel of engineering. Two pairs of enormous breasts hung from hir chest. They were all four covered in thick black fur, soft and deep enough to lose yourself in. Her black belly rippled, muscular but mostly flat and smooth. Huge legs carried hir when walking, with enormous, sculpted calves and thighs. Hir cock was tremendous, over two feet long full hard, a quarter of hir entire height, and thicker than hir own wrist.

When shi'd woken up from the transformation, lust had consumed hir. It took nearly a week of chronic masturbation before hir body adjusted properly to the hormones and allowed hir to think rationally again. After a standard week of evaluation, Naggie found hirself shipped off to hir first job assignment. And now, strapped to a table naked, shi was really starting to think shi should have read that contract more closely.

The dark gray wolf referred to as "Mister Master" on hir employment form walked into the room. He was a furry, like hirself, but still male. He was tall, broad-shouldered, handsome, and, judging from the size of his house, able to afford the transformation without a period of indentured servitude.

He was impressively muscular and fit, with a large sheath that jiggled between his legs. The tip of his dark red cock was already showing as he examined his prize. He adjusted a few straps here or there and grinned as he caressed Naggie's breasts, causing the bound panther to moan.

"I have you for three full weeks," the wolf said softly. "Three full weeks to play with my newest toy. Hardly seems long enough. Maybe I'll get an extension."

He talked mostly to himself as he slowly circled the table, occasionally reaching out to caress or stroke Naggie's body. The panther huffed as his fingers and claws gently tickled their way up hir flexing shaft.

"But first, I've got to make sure you understand who is in charge here..."

Naggie lifted hir head and watched as the wolf reached under the table and pulled out a series of leather straps. The panther shook hir head and moaned through hir large red ball gag as the wolf applied them, one after another, every four inches down the length of hir cock, right to the base, with another around hir heavy balls for good measure. Hir shaft throbbed, instantly hard from all the touching.

"That should keep you pent up for a while," the wolf said, flicking the tip of hir cock with a finger. It bounced back against hir belly before flexing upwards again. "Now, for these beauties..."

Naggie's eyes closed as the wolf's tongue slithered around hir nipples, treating each of the four fat nubs in turn. Tongue, teeth, and lips combined to tease hir sensitive nipples until shi was wriggling against hir bonds, snorting through hir nostrils, and shaking hir head, moaning for it to stop through the gag, as the pleasure grew so intense, it was more like a punishment.

The wolf's fingers squeezed two of hir nipples and pulled them upwards. He laughed at hir response and smiled.

"Good... good," he muttered, twisting and squeezing hir nipples eagerly. Shi writhed against the ropes, eyes squeezed shut; hir cock flapped against hir belly, slapping down against hir fur.

As abruptly as the wolf started, he stopped. The sudden cessation left Naggie winded and shi lay back, limp and motionless, as tremors of pleasure wriggled through hir body.

"That ought to be enough to keep you hard for an hour or so," the wolf said, teasing his fingers over hir side.

It was. For a long, boring hour, Naggie was left alone in the room, strapped to the table, with a hard cock strapped up eight ways, preventing hir from either cumming or going soft. Hir fat nipples stayed hard as well as shi stared at the ceiling, wondering whether this was a good idea or not. Shi certainly felt amazing - powerful - sexy - but there was no telling what "Master" was going to do to hir over the next three weeks.

There was no clock in the room, so Naggie wasn't sure it had been an hour or not when the wolf returned. He immediately went for hir balls, cupping the round, bowling ball-sized orbs in his paws and squeezing them. Naggie grunted through hir gag and shuddered as hir cock flexed in response.

"I understand I'm your first... client... since your processing," the wolf said, smiling. "Did you know there's a shocking amount of leeway in the contract you signed? That the limits on what I'm allowed to do to you are surprisingly lax?"

Naggie's eyes opened wider and wider as he spoke. His palms were squeezing her balls tighter and tiger, groping them hard, until shi moaned and tossed hir head, trying to beg for him to stop.

"Definitely getting an extension," the wolf muttered, watching Naggie react. He licked his lips and his cock drooped from his sheath, flexing into full hardness rapidly as he teased the panther's huge balls.

Naggie went limp when he finally released them. They ached softly, but were roiling with seed, swollen with arousal. The wolf claws went to hir shaft next, tickling the bare, smooth skin between each tight leather strap. He leaned over the table, arm over hir belly, and leaned down to lick slowly at the tip of hir cock. Naggie groaned loudly through the gag, but the noise turned into a strangled yowl when shi realized it wasn't going to be a traditional blowjob.

The dark gray wolf's muscles tensed as he opened his muzzle, stuck out his tongue, and pushed it down into the wide slit at the top of Naggie's powerful erection. The panther's hips jerked against the restraints as the wolf teased hir slit and tip, working on just a small portion of the panther's cock. He had a knack for a picking out the most sensitive spots, the places that, when worked on for too long, began to hurt. Naggie's grunts and muffled pleas filled the room as the wolf tortured hir with pleasure.

And then he stopped. He just stopped, stood up straight, and left the room, leaving the panting, moaning, wriggling panther alone on the table. Shi growled and flattened hir ears, cock jerking, breasts trembling. Shi was so horny it was hard to think straight - it was like when shi first woke up after the process and all shi could think about was getting off.

The wolf was teasing hir, shi realized with a shock. Hir eyes opened wide. He wasn't going to let hir cum.

He wasn't going to let hir cum!

The panther's limbs trembled with fear as shi thought ahead. Three weeks of denial. Three weeks of constant pleasure with no release. Hir head fell back, eyes wide, as the implications hit hir.

In a nearby room, Mister Master reclined in a large, overstuffed chair and sipped a whisky on the rocks. Naggie appeared on several large computer monitors, all showing different angles and information about hir body's heart rate, blood pressure, and other data the wolf could use to keep hir stimulated.

"Ah! You just figured it out... good for you," the wolf said, his voice low and husky. The panther on the screen slumped against the table, no longer trying to fight the bonds. The wolf licked his lips again and his hard cock twitched. Hir big, pouty lips looked so inviting... perhaps after he'd teased hir cock again, he'd put hir muzzle to good use...

So much to do, so little time! The wolf smiled sadistically and picked up a large paddle. It was shaped like a small oar and the handle was wrapped in leather. He gently tapped it against his palm as he watched the panther on screen...

The next three weeks were going to be incredibly fun. For him. He wasn't sure whether Naggie would enjoy it so much.

* * *

Day 5

Naggie's lips trembled and spittle ran down hir chin as shi arched hir back. Hir elbows and wrists were bolted down to the floor by metal half-circles. Hir cock was pulled back between hir legs by a thin chain attached to a leather ring around the tip. Hir huge balls had a strap around each nut as well, and were similarly pulled back by chains.

Two huge dildos attached to mechanical arms slammed into hir body, one in hir pussy, one in hir ass. The panther had no control over them as they alternated in and out, occasionally changing speed, sometimes penetrating together. One of the dildos was a huge horse cock, flared; it sunk into hir tail hole again and again. The other was a canine member, complete with knot, and it stretched hir pussy over and over as it sunk inside hir to the very hilt.

Mister Master watched from a chair, one paw idly stroking his cock. He loved watching Naggie struggle and whimper and whine. He'd sit for hours, a small smile on his face, toying with his cock as Naggie begged through various gags for release. The panther had gone five days without cumming. After the process, shi hadn't be able to not masturbate for more than four hours at a time. Hir balls were incredibly swollen, half again as large as when Mister Master first took ownership of hir.

The "schlock-schlick-schlick" of the dildos grinding into hir body echoed in the room as Mister Master stood and approached hir. Grasping hir muzzle in both paws, he guided his cock through the ring forcing hir mouth open.

Unlike the first few days, Naggie eagerly used hir tongue on the wolf's thick red cock. Shi'd learned quickly that he rewarded positive behavior.

"Such a good, talented cocksucker," Mister Master said, teasing his claws around the back of Naggie's ears. "You just love sucking on my shaft, don't you?"

"Uummmaahhh!"

The wolf took a firm grip on Naggie's head as he pumped his hips, driving his maleness to the back of the oversized, eight-foot panther's throat. Shi swallowed it greedily as the dildos kept pumping. Hir cock twitched as the chain pulled it back tightly and hir whole body shuddered as the pleasure shi gave was itself denied to hir.

"Maybe I'll let you cum tomorrow," Mister Master said with a sigh. "You're doing so well... maybe I ought to reward you..."

Day 9

He had not, in fact, allowed Naggie to cum.

The panther's balls were swollen to twice their original size. Hir cock was a constant angry red, hard as steel, flexing and twitching, drooling a tiny bit of pre-cum, all it could manage to squeeze past the cock ring.

Shi was on hir knees now. Hir huge balls rested on the soles of hir upturned feet. Thick rope kept hir arms behind hir back and hir ass squeezing down against hir nuts. The ropes ran around hir breasts, squeezing them roughly as well. The panther's head was tipped back and hir cock was down against the floor, bolted in place by more half-circle metal bits. Every now and then the wolf would send an electric shock through the rings holding the huge length down, and every time Naggie would jump, which caused hir ass to squeeze hir swollen balls all over again.

Mister Master sat in his chair, idly masturbating, gazing at his plaything. He'd tap the button to send bolts of electricity through hir now and again, laughing every time as shi punished hirself. The dark gray wolf spent the previous day fucking hir over and over and over, using desensitizing gel so that he could last for nearly six hours. Naggie wasn't sure shi wanted a pussy anymore, not with how raw and used he made hir feel.

But in a strange way, shi was starting to enjoy it. When he complimented hir, shi felt pleasure. Shi wanted him to be proud of hir. Naggie cried out, and though it was muffled by the gag, shi knew the sexy wolf liked to hear hir beg.

Sexy wolf? Naggie surprised hirself with that one. Yes, Mister Master was attractive, but shi didn't want him... or did shi? The constant attention made it hard to think. Shi felt confused whenever he wasn't teasing and torturing hir body. How many had it been?

Day 16

"Only a half a cup? Bad kitty!"

Naggie squirmed in hir ropes. Shi hung from the ceiling about six feet off the floor. Hir legs and arms were pulled back awkwardly. Weights hung from hir breasts, attached to hir nipples with rubber-coated clamps. They pulled on hir tits, constantly stretching and swinging as shi struggled. Hir cock was pulled down as well, surrounded by a milking machine. It would edge hir perfectly, getting hir right to the point where shi could almost feel hir orgasm, before the gentle pulsing warmth would end and a blast of coldness would instead sear hir flesh.

The wolf controlled the machine and growled as he watched his prize dangling and jerking in the ropes, completely helpless. Hir massive balls swung back and forth, almost three times their original size now. He'd shown hir pictures, making sure shi knew how big they were getting. Shi'd just moaned in response and tried to suck his cock again.

Day 19

The wolf slid the vibrating dildo into hir rump, then two more of the same size into hir ass. They were replicas of his own cock. He made sure to stuff them in up to the knot.

"Just two more days, my sweet little kitty," the wolf whispered.

Naggie's cum-soaked muzzle stared up at him uncomprehendingly from the stocks. The wooden board closed over hir wrists and neck, forcing hir to kneel. Hir balls and cock were strapped up extra tight to prevent any leakage; the wolf had even gone so far as to stick a cork in hir tip as a joke.

The panther's balls forced hir legs apart, they were so gigantic by now. Naggie felt nothing but the incredible need to cum. It dominated every microsecond of hir time. Shi hadn't slept in two days, hadn't eaten in one. Mister Master forced water down hir throat every now and then, but otherwise didn't bother teasing hir much. He knew how close shi was and didn't want to tip hir over the edge accidentally.

"It takes a fine touch at this stage to keep a toy on edge," he said conversationally. His paw slid the finest, softest paintbrush he could get across hir throbbing meat. The incredibly light touch still set hir off, and shi drooled around hir gag uncontrollably as hir huge length jerked and twitched with need.

The muscular wolf smiled and tickled hir just a little more before retreating.

"Two more days..."

Day 21

"Look at that - forty thousand people are watching you right now! They can't wait for your big moment!"

Naggie didn't really understand what the cameras pointing at hir were. Shi only understood one thing: that shi had to cum. It was all shi thought about and all shi cared about. Mister Master cared about the cameras very much. He wanted this humiliation to be utterly devastating.

He'd milked, fucked, sucked, and teased his plaything to the point of insanity. Now it was time to watch the fireworks.

Naggie twitched and shivered, muzzle hanging open, no gag for once. Shi lay on hir back on a table, paws at hir sides, unrestrained. Shi was well trained now and wouldn't reach for hirself. Only a single, very tight cock ring remained.

Mister Master reached for it and pulled on it, teasing Naggie one last time.

"P... please," was all shi whispered.

The dark gray wolf grinned as he placed his fingers on the snap, ready to pull it off, ready to allow the panther's four-foot-diameter balls to empty after three long, trying weeks.

But instead, his fingers withdrew. The panther stared at him, limp and broken, utterly under his power, wondering why he'd stopped. He'd promised! He promised shi could cum!

Mister Master grinned devilishly and dangled a piece of paper in front of hir face.

"One week extension," he said. Both of his paws went to work kneading hir immense balls as shi panted and gasped.

Naggie's eyes rolled up into the back of hir head as hir swollen, roiling nuts fattened up even more. Mister Master laughed sadistically as he teased hir, forcing hir to the very edge again and again for the audience watching.

Day 28

There were no cameras now. Mister Master liked to tease his audience as much as he liked to tease Naggie.

The panther was on hir back on a huge padded board, legs spread around hir six-foot wide balls. They were three-fourths hir own height and jiggled mightily. Shi couldn't move much, especially not with hir arms pulled to the sides and bolted down to the floor. Mister Master was wasting the last few hours of time by shocking hir nipples with electricity. He'd moved hir to the garage the night before.

He checked his watch and smiled.

"Looks like it's that time," he said. "No tricks this time, I promise."

Naggie stared at him hopefully.

"Well, I have to get you back to the Figure Project's offices," Mister Master said. He was dressed in a black suit now and held some car keys in his paw.

Naggie heard a winch creak to life and felt the floor underneath hir lift, carrying hir with it. Shi groaned as the movement jostled hir overly full and fat balls. The crane lifted hir up into the air and slowly lowered hir, slab and all, into the back of a pickup truck. Mister Master secured the slab to the truck, ensuring shi wouldn't fall out while the car was in motion.

"Time to let everyone see what a pent-up feline you are!" the wolf said, laughing as he reached up to undo hir cock ring.

With little fanfare, he pulled the strap off and ran in the same motion to the cab of the truck.

The door opened and the sunlight blinded Naggie for a few seconds. Shi hadn't seen the sun in a month. The truck pulled out and Naggie realized with horror what Mister Master was intending to do to hir: drive through the streets of the city with hir in the back, wildly cumming, unable to stop. Already hir cock was jerking back and forth, slamming up against hir sore breasts, trembling with power.

The truck barely cleared the garage before Naggie closed hir eyes and roared as loudly as shi could. The booming scream echoed across the city as a spray of cum erupted from the panther's swollen, turgid cock. It shot over twenty feet, landing with a splat on the roof of Mister Master's fancy home. The truck pulled away down the street as the panther came again and again, shooting gallons and gallons with every gasp, moan, roar, and whimper. Passing cars were drenched in cum as people stared and pointed, laughing at the oversized, cartoonish herm bound in the back of the truck. Naggie didn't care about any of that, though - shi felt a bliss shi'd never felt before as shi came, hir first orgasm in a month of torture.

Every single moment had been worth it. The pleasure shi felt now destroyed hir and rebuilt hir every few seconds. Shi'd never felt anything so incredibly intense as the orgasm crushing hir body. Shi didn't care shi shot a load of cum that drenched a couple walking on the sidewalk, or that shi painted dozens of cars white. Shi didn't notice the crowd watching at stoplights, cheering hir on, or even when they finally arrived at Figure Project's offices. Shi just moaned and squirmed as hir cock kept cumming, even when they pulled hir down from the slab and into the building. Shi didn't notice Mister Master saying goodbye or hear his promises to "rent" hir again. All shi could do was cum, cum, cum...

It took almost four hours more until shi was totally empty. The panther was soaked from head to foot as hir thick seed gurgled down the "wet room" drain. Hir massively inflated balls had shrunk, but remained permanently enlarged. Shi caressed them and shuddered as dribbles of cum ran down hir still-hard length and over hir paws.

Shi was still sitting there, slack-jawed and hardly awake, when a secretary entered with a piece of paper.

"Naggie! Good job on your first assignment. The client was so pleased he paid off two extra months of your contract! Isn't that good news?"

"Muuh..."

"We're going to send you to your next client tomorrow. Have a good night!"

Naggie closed hir eyes as hir cock dribbled again. Shi was asleep in moments and dreamed of ropes and rings and smiling wolves...

To be continued...

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Space Tiger - 16 - 17% Two Rabbits - 11 - 12% Terms of Service - 65 - 71%