{"sf1_id":526898,"sf2_id":"A1pD8Jq1","title":"Kevin Foxboy 06","author":"KevinFoxboy","words":2706,"posted_at":"2013-04-15T18:13:00.000Z","tags":["Fantasy","Fox","Series","Slavery","Vet","Vixen","growing up"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/526898-kevin-foxboy-06","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/A1pD8Jq1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/69/75/697562ad-d4cc-400b-bfa4-08bafe7ae9b9","description":"#6 of KFB\n\n\"Kitchen Duty\" (c) 2009 Kevin Foxboy, all rights reserved.\nThis series is all from the POV of a recom dna slave growing up, so I'm trying to write like a cub. Learning the most mundane task is new to him. I'll get to the sex later, promise, but it's still a cub's first time. Here KvN47 deals with injury blood and girl growing up blood. Kev begins to show untrained skills.","content":" Kevin FoxBoy 6) Kitchen Duty  \n  \nWhy was she doing these things? Why had she looked at me at the  \nVet's when she ignored me that morning leading me to training? What did  \nshe want me to do? Why not just Command me as Humans did, as she had  \ndone before? I had learned not to talk while I was chained and led, but  \nMistress Pamela, the Vet, and now Betty the Chrome Collar foxgirl were  \nall teaching me to want, to need more training!  \n  \nIn the kitchen Betty unchained my paws and brought me to a  \nsink. Wash your paws. She started telling me more words. Knife, fork,  \nspoon, napkin. Table, chair, place mat, place setting. Bowl, plate,  \nwater glass. Take the clean flat things to the table. Put them just  \nthis way on the place mat. Bring a deep tray with hot water to the  \ntable, put the used flat things in, bring them back. Put them one by  \none in the very deep tray. Make sure they don't stick together or have  \nfood on them. Fill the very deep tray with flat things, put in all the  \nthings from the tray with water. Close the door, push a button, hear  \nwater move quickly. Make sure the flat things don't hit each other.  \nPut all the water from the tray in the sink. Tell her if it doesn't  \nall go down.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It was a lot to learn at once. Wait for the light to go out.  \nOpen the door slowly to avoid the very hot air with water in it. Wash  \nyour paws again while the flat things cool. Take out the hot flat  \nthings. Put them in groups by size and shape. Put the other flat things  \nalready in groups on top so they get used first. That's how they get to  \nbe clean flat things you take to the table. And always: if you forget,  \nor it doesn't look the way I showed you, come tell me or another Chrome  \nCollar. We'll make sure it all works right so the Humans don't get mad.  \n  \nThat rule I already knew from Whips and Pain: do everything  \nright so the Humans don't get mad! Beg for help to get it right. Now  \nI had other slaves to help me, but only if I forgot or couldn't do  \nthe work right. Betty and other slaves helped me learn Kitchen Duty.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nI learned Kitchen Duty for a few days. My paws were always  \nunchained but held about a meter apart by leather strips tied to my  \nwrist cuffs and waist cuff. The chain might hurt the flat things, the  \n'food plates'. They did look a little like the lock plates for the  \ndoors, and the push plates at the sink for water and soap. My training  \nwas opening my mind to think. Now I knew that a word went away from  \njust a different word for each thing; one thing could hold other things  \nand one word could mean a group of things.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I learned Canine group meant wolf, fox, dog; Feline group meant  \nlion, tiger, leopard, kitty. Mix group meant all of them and more. I  \nhad not known why Humans called me Kevin or Fox or Boy or FoxBoy or  \njust You; now I knew each group used different parts of a thing to get  \nits name. I was part of Male because of my hanging Balls, part of Boy  \nbecause I was still young, part of Fox because of my snout shape; but  \nwhy part of Kevin? Was I the only Kevin?  \n  \nI was and still am Kevin FoxBoy Four Seven; I'm still a FoxBoy  \nbut older than Boy. Yes, there were other Kevins, not all foxes. There  \nwere even Humans called Kevin! Whip and Pain had taught me to name them  \nall Master, before I knew that too was a group. A Human named Pamela  \nWilson was different than a Human named Pamela Harris, but I named both  \nof them Mistress Pamela. There were even more Humans named Wilson, and  \nmore named Harris. These names were groups, too!  \n  \nIt was too much for me to learn at once. I was given time after  \nDuty to think and learn, then I would have to know and Obey. One day as  \nBetty the Chrome Collar foxgirl led me Upstairs from Kennel towards  \nHallway she dropped my leash. I walked around her to Door as usual  \nbefore I smelled something, stopped, and turned around. I was afraid  \nwhen I saw her bent over partway, and frozen when I saw blood on  \nher thighs!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; On Kitchen Duty I had seen blood for the first time when a  \nshort Mouse had slipped on a wet floor and hurt himself. A Human looked  \nover from eating, got up, and walked quickly to a door plate. It wasn't  \nthe Open plate so I hadn't used it. She spoke quickly but I knew the  \nwords Vet, Come Quickly, and Slave Hurt Bad. And Kitchen was where I  \nwas, where the Mouse was. I ran over to the Human without thinking  \nand knelt as the slave I was, and begged Her to say if I could do  \nsomething to ... Help. She looked at me silently for long enough that  \nI got afraid, but just as I ducked my head the Vet ran in and She just  \nsaid \"Mouse. Kitchen.\"  \n  \nThe Vet went over to the Mouse and gave him a Shot so he  \nstopped screaming. The Mistress asked me if I really wanted to help  \nand I said \"Yes, Mistress. May a slave Obey?\" She looked over at the  \nVet who told me to Come and Hold Down the Mouse while He got --  \nsomething. I knew it was not the time to ask Him what word, He gave  \nme an Order, so I Obeyed. The mouse's left back paw was at an odd  \nangle and had red water on it and the floor. My tummy felt like it  \nwas jumping out, so I looked away but held the Mouse.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Vet looked at my steel collar and called me a Good Boy. I  \nwanted to kneel at His feet as a slave should but He told me to Stay.  \nThe Mouse seemed to be asleep from the Shot but moved feebly as the Vet  \nmade his leg straight and moved the paw. It made an odd noise, like a  \nHuman boot on the crushed stone of the No Mixes parts of the Kennel. My  \ntummy wanted to jump out again, but I held it in. The Vet called out  \nfor a tub of water. I had been told to Stay, who would get it? I was  \nmind-frozen again when the Human who called the Vet went and got it  \nHerself! She knew what to do, and just did it instead of Ordering a  \nmix! Now I was big afraid. All this just for a slave? Oh, to rinse  \nthe red water.  \n  \nThe Vet called me Kevin and told me to lift up the Mouse. I was  \nstronger than a Human at my age and the Mouse was small. I held him  \nclose to me as the Vet held his leg from moving and told me to get up  \nand come to his Office, where he had felt me. Both of us went out of  \nthe Kitchen through doors that were already open to the Vet's Office.  \nI put the Mouse down on the steel table and He told me to go back to  \nthe Kitchen, He had work to do. He broke open a bag as I turned to go,  \nand the bad smell made me run to the Toilet near the Shower because my  \ntummy was jumping again and wouldn't Stay. Then I rinsed my mouth at  \nthe Sink and went back to the Kitchen.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I went back alone. There was no Human to lead me. Not even  \na Chrome Collar slave. How could I do this, go past the doors? They  \nopened when I pushed, the Vet hadn't closed them. When I got back to  \nthe Kitchen, the other slaves and even the Mistress wanted to hear  \nabout the Mouse. I said that the Vet was working and told me to come  \nback to Duty. Alone. She paused and looked at me but before I got  \nafraid again She said \"So you knew the way, without being led?\" I  \nsaid, \"Y-Yes Mistress.\" \"And you came back without looking around,  \njust here?\" Again, \"Yes, Mistress.\" \"OK, back to Duty, everyone!\"  \n  \nIt was a few days later I saw Betty's blood. My tummy moved  \nbut Stayed Down. I couldn't go past the door ahead of me or behind me  \nwithout her. I didn't mind-freeze but it felt like someone else was  \nmoving my paw to the door plate, not the Open plate. I heard a noise  \nfrom the above voice-plates and spoke to Beg, \"Please, Masters, help  \na slave in fear. Betty the foxgirl has blood on her and I don't see  \nthe Vet!\" I let up on the plate as I had seen the Mistress do earlier.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I heard an angry Human voice from the voice-plates. \"Who the  \n-- something -- is that? A slave on the in -- something ?! Tell me what  \nand where you are! Push the plate again! Now!\" I got afraid but Obeyed  \nand Pushed the Plate again. My voice didn't want to work but I pushed  \nout \"K-Ke-Kevin F-Foxboy F-Four S-Seven from K-Kennel Nine at H-Hallway  \nwith B-Betty Foxgirl. She's Hurt!\" Then I let up on the plate. \"Stay  \nright there! We'll get you and -- something ...\" I only heard the word  \nStay.  \n  \nSoon a Human walked quickly through the other Hallway Door. I  \nfell to my knees and saw Betty try to get down, too, but she fell over  \nand moaned. The Human told me to Stay again, went near her, and told  \nher to Kneel. She tried to Obey but then the Human saw the blood and  \ntalked to His hand. I saw it wasn't really His hand but He held  \nsomething that talked back. More Human secrets. The Human Guard called  \nfor the Vet who came and rubbed His eyes like He didn't want to see. I  \nknew I didn't and kept my eyes looking down at my open knees.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Vet told me to come help Betty. My paws pushed my tummy  \ndown as I Obeyed. The Vet saw this and spoke very gently to me, \"She's  \nnot hurt bad, Kevin. I need you to be a grown-up fox now and help her  \nto stand.\" I put my paws under her hips and shoulders and lifted her.  \nShe took her own weight back and stood up, but then her knees bent and  \nshe pushed big on me. I held her and looked at the Guard then the Vet.  \nBetty tried to stand again and stayed up. \"Please, Masters, it hurts  \nhere.\" She held her left paw just below her tummy and her right above  \nit to her right side. She and I were just slave mixes so she didn't  \ntalk to me.  \n  \nI was getting to know the way to the Vet well. I helped Betty  \nas the Guard got more mixes to clean up the floor. The Vet walked with  \nus to open and close doors. I was feeling warmer than I should just  \nfrom helping Betty walk and begged to tell the Vet. He turned around  \nto look and stared at me. Not my snout or collar but where her tail  \nbrushed my leg. He laughed a little and told me it was OK, just keep  \nwalking. At the Vet I helped Betty on the table, and asked Master Vet  \nif a slave may know, where is the Mouse?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I saw him in an unlocked cage in the Vet's Kennel, lying with  \nhis legs out, sleeping. His ankle was broken from the fall and would  \ntake time to heal. The Vet had told me these words the day he'd felt  \nme. I asked if I had helped the Mouse and the Vet seemed surprised but  \nsaid Yes. And please may a slave help Betty too? Do you really want to,  \nor did a Human tell you to ask? No Human, may I help?  \n  \nThe Vet looked at me gently and said Are you a grown-up fox  \nnow, Kevin? I was just a little older than a Human at six, but I'd  \ndone Wash Myself, Kitchen Duty, Carry Duty and Walk Help. I could  \ndo more. I was Growing Up. I needed to do more for Betty. I still  \nhad no idea why her tail felt good on my leg. But she needed me,  \nI would help her, unless Master told me to go to other Duty. The  \nVet told me to come hold Betty's paws, not like Chains would hold  \nher but just so she knew another mix was there. She smiled at me  \nas our paws met but then gritted her teeth as more pain hit her.  \nHer paws hurt mine for a second then relaxed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Vet gave Betty a Shot and she relaxed. Now the Vet felt  \nher, starting at her back paws up her legs. No pain there. He moved  \nto her front paws, pushing gently at her fingers and wrists. No pain,  \ngood. Arms up to shoulders. Closed snout, face, head, ears. He was  \nfeeling her a lot more than he had felt me, maybe she was hurt bad?  \nBetty! Any pain where I touch you? Not yet, Master. She was giggling,  \nI didn't know why. Something in that Shot? I remembered the drink He  \ngave me, that made everything smell good, and I just watched, to  \nlearn more.  \n  \nNow Betty's breathing changed. I got afraid, and the Vet  \nstopped feeling her. She calmed down and He started again, down her  \nneck, shoulders, chest,... How was any of this helping her tummy or  \nside, where she said it hurt? But she wasn't gritting her teeth or  \npushing my paws. He paused at her chest, then bent down to listen to  \nher breath or heartbeat as he slowly moved his hands over her. I'd  \nseen Betty before wearing just the fur and Chrome Collar as she led  \nme to Duty but this was the first time I saw her chest was rounder  \nthan mine. I looked down at myself and back at Betty; yes, her chest  \nwas rounder. Is that what hurt her, the roundness?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suddenly I heard the Vet speak sharply to me, Kevin! Are you  \npaying attention?! I let go of Betty and hit the floor with a thud  \neven before He finished speaking. I cowered and whimpered on my knees  \nas the slave I was, until He said it was OK, come and hold ... um ...  \nthe fox ... girl. He was looking at my legs again. What was it with  \nthe Vet and my legs? He'd taken time with Betty's thighs, and I thought  \nit was just where the red water, the blood, was coming from. Now I  \nwondered, legs? Something about her legs, my legs, fox legs, mix legs?  \nAll legs? I'd seen him look at Mistresses' legs walking away; but I'd  \nseen all the Masters, looking at Mistresses. I was just afraid to look  \ntoo.  \n  \nNow the Vet was feeling Betty again. She'd had more pain but  \nthe Shot was making it a lot less. She was breathing slower again but  \ncried out in pain when He pushed her side. He said He didn't mean to  \nhurt her, he wasn't angry, but her pain had told him where to look  \nnext. He got out something and we both stared at it thoroughly  \nconfused, because it looked like a Kitchen salad server but with a  \nwheel between the grip parts. He told me to close my eyes, I wasn't  \nold enough to see what he did next, just stay with ... um ... Betty  \nso she wouldn't be afraid. All three of us knew I couldn't stop  \nanything that would scare her, but I Obeyed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Even when I heard Betty giggle again, take in her breath and  \nhold it, and wiggle around.  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"KFB","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/524148-kevin-foxboy-05.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/529795-kevin-foxboy-07.json"}}