{"sf1_id":559985,"sf2_id":"zeRpaQvn","title":"JakeFox 4","author":"KevinFoxboy","words":2901,"posted_at":"2013-07-06T06:18:00.000Z","tags":["Bear","Fantasy","Fox","Husky","Male","Nudity","Series","Slavery","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/559985-jakefox-4","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRpaQvn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b6/a8/b6a8ed92-1e98-41ad-ba77-8a58184d6ae2","description":"#6 of BSI\n\n\"JakeFox4\" (c) 2009 Kevin Foxboy, all rights reserved.\nJake's second furvention; casual furslave nudity and a surprise foxtoy","content":" JakeFox and Furventions  \n  \nJakeFox and a group of BioSyn Fursons went to a furvention  \nnear Philadelphia PA USA. It was barely controlled chaos; either the  \ndirectors were new at this or it had gotten away from them. It was  \nwinter but the snow had been plowed into big sculptures in the parking  \nlot; one fun feature was the parking attendants were dressed up as,  \nyou guessed it, gophers.  \n  \nThe BioFurs were all DNA rewrites who'd been human to start but  \nwere now furrs. The problem was, BioSyn also made slave animals who  \nwere mentally challenged DNA hybrids. The full-humans who'd come to  \ngawk at the fursuiters couldn't tell the furs apart without a score-  \ncard so that was most of the chaos. You had to look for the leather  \ncollars or wrist and ankle cuffs to tell the slaves from the freefurs.  \n  \nThe slaves weren't human so they had no civil rights, but they  \nweren't dumb animals either so they had no animal-abuse protection.  \nThe worst of both worlds, Jake thought. Slave animals, free Fursons,  \nand humans in costumes made it hard to figure out what was going on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jake went to the furvention registration desks and let the  \nofficials pull on him a bit; no it wasn't a costume he could take off  \nand show his face. He'd gotten court documents with his new Furson  \nidentity, new photo ID. He got his name badge with digital picture  \nand fur species, as if they couldn't tell he was a Fox!  \n  \nOh, he'd forgotten, standard humans couldn't tell just by  \nscent! And they thought \\*they\\* were superior?! Jake had been a rich  \nnerd, used to privileges, and it'd been tough slogging when Mom \u0026 Dad  \ndisowned him for Going Furry. He was still a bit ticked at human  \nnarrow-mindedness.  \n  \nHe was thinking about that and not paying enough attention as  \nhe wandered down a hallway to an attached building, still part of the  \nfurvention. He bumped into something big and furry at the next double-  \ndoorway, and fell back on his furry rump and tail. He wasn't sure he  \nshould apologise or be upset when he looked up and saw the white fur  \nand big stocky body of a Polar Bear!  \n  \nHe figured it was probably Bruno or Brunnehilde from BioSyn  \nuntil he noticed the leather cuffs and lack of clothing. A big Polar  \nBear naked except for the fur, would've made a scene; but it was a  \nBioSyn hybrid slave Bear, Recom Level Three Generation Two. A Guard,  \ntoo dumb to reason with, no emotions to appeal to. And no sex parts,  \nno covering needed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It rumbled, \"No ID, no en-try!\" which was about the limit of  \nits mental ability. It didn't pick Jake up or push him away; he was  \ndown on the floor, no threat, so it ignored him. As soon as he moved  \nand started to stand, though, its blank eyes tracked the movement  \nwithout understanding. It seemed to vaguely focus on his furry chest,  \nand rumbled again. \"Move-ment!\"  \n  \nJake was getting a bit concerned; these things were single-  \nminded when they Guarded something. It'd just as likely rip him apart  \nlimb from limb to stop him, with no more feeling than you'd fold paper  \nto throw it away. He realised his furvention badge had fallen off and  \npicked it up hurriedly to show the hulking monster that towered over  \nhim. He said, \"ID here\" to get the thing's attention; just a simple  \nstatement it might know what to do with.  \n  \nJake was being polite; the thing didn't \\*have\\* enough mind  \nto be single-minded. It just did what it was trained for, what its  \nhuman boss told it. Jake had an ID, the picture matched his face, so  \nthe R3G2 Guard moved a step aside and rumbled, \"ID OK, go in\" like  \na mantra. Jake lost no time going around the mass of rough white fur  \ninto the dimly lit small room beyond.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He realised he'd been holding his breath, and started breathing  \nagain. Woof! Such a mix of scents assaulted his enhanced nostrils! And  \nthe sounds, it was hard to make out anything in the room. Sometimes  \nhaving better senses than humans really sucks!  \n  \nAnd it got worse. The little room was just a corner marked  \noff with drapes. Beyond was Biological Synthetics Incorporated's  \ndirty little secret, that's why it was a separate building. Now Jake  \nunderstood why the furvention operators made him prove his age, this  \nwas the 'Adults Only' section.  \n  \nHe saw the two Furson Polar Bears trying to mingle with the  \ncrowd. Bruno and Brunnehilde were too big to mix, everyone gave them  \nplenty of room; it was more like two islands of white fur with others  \nmore than an arm's length away. Fursuiters were scared of the eight-  \nfoot-tall real furrs. Jake liked them, though; he knew they had kind  \nfursonalities, and they looked a bit hurt and needful of a friendly  \nface. He went over and said hi, although both his fox paws disappeared  \nin just one of Bruno's. The Bear knew not to squeeze.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jake saw another Furson he liked and dove around Brunnehilde  \nto get to Lena Foxgirl. He'd bunked with her last year when he was new  \nto the fur. A long hug and toss in the air later, Lena giggled as she  \nrubbed herself on his shoulder, and his other roommates popped by.  \n  \nLena had kept in touch with Tomas and Tomasina the wolves, as  \nwell as Henry and Henrietta the huskies. The now six Fursons greeted  \neach other in modified Canid fashion; dogs don't really sniff each  \nothers' butts, they sniff scent on the thighs and tail near the butts.  \nYeah, it looks weird to anyone who isn't a Canid; frankly it's none of  \ntheir damn business!  \n  \nFoxes and wolves and huskies, oh my! And don't forget the  \nPolar Bears!  \n  \n\\*  \nOther products Biological Synthetics Incorporated had on  \ndisplay in the Adults Only Section were their Recom Level Four  \nservants. Generation One maids and such, Generation Two waiters,  \ndomestic servants, and pleasure slaves. The maids cleaned dishes  \nin the kitchen, the waiters carried food and drink, the domestics  \nasked guests if they wanted meat or veggie platters brought out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; JakeFox was a bit uncomfortable around the pleasure slaves;  \nthey were scantily clad and danced for amusement, sort of like roving  \nbelly dancers. And they were furry like the Fursons, so you couldn't  \nseparate them in your thinking like you could different races or  \nethnic groups. No comfort for prejudiced people here!  \n  \nHe'd been to Middle-East-style restaurants with belly dancers,  \nbut he'd sat at a table while they were on stage. Here the boy and girl  \nfur slaves showed themselves shamelessly, shaking rumps and tails and  \nmore intimate parts at everyone! Yeah, he knew they were made for it,  \nquite literally, living things that wouldn't exist except they were  \nmade by humans for humans. He didn't want to think about the real sex  \nslaves, what they were produced and trained for.  \n  \nHe realised Lena and his other roomates weren't so ... prudish.  \nThey looked at the fur slaves, and seemed OK with the, well, \\*nudity\\*  \nwasn't quite the right word, every slave was decent enough with fur  \ncovering. Just the idea they were owned things, not able to make  \ntheir own life decisions, made him uneasy.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jake was busy thinking about this and so he failed to notice  \nthe mouse walking up to him until she knelt at his feet and begged to  \nkiss them! That sure got his attention. The female slave wore only  \ncollar and cuffs, and her bent body looked so ... tasty ... he was  \nglad he'd worn something under his jeans. He didn't want to embarrass  \nhimself in public.  \n  \nThe mousette hadn't moved from her knees except to go even  \nfurther down to the floor. Leaning forward, putting her forehead on  \nthe floor at Jake's feet, bending her back as her whole belly and  \nchest flattened to the cold linoleum floor. Somehow she moved her  \nrump and thin tail back from him even as she prostrated herself,  \nin full view of the public!  \n  \nNow Lena casually mentioned this was expected behavior for a  \nslave so Jake should get used to it; he should tell the mouse it was  \nenough unless he wanted to see more of her naked flesh. He coughed a  \nbit but managed to forestall the crawling and begging of the slave.  \nShe'd show everyone her body's intimacies if a free fur wanted it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Lena was more used to this stuff; she used a strong commanding  \nvoice to tell the short mousie to stop, she'd pleased the Master. Lena  \nwanted to speak with the mouse and ordered her to kneel up. JakeFox  \nmanaged to keep his mouth closed as Lena dominated the slave, but lost  \nhis cool when the girl knelt submissively and spread her knees! Jeez,  \nhe could see her ... woman parts!  \n  \nHe was grinning rather stupidly before he tore his eyes from  \nthe lewd sight and heard a chuckle from both sides. Tomas and Henry  \nwere enjoying the mouse slave's display, while their wives were more  \ninterested in those boys, doing something with each other on the floor  \na few meters away. Didn't slaves think of anything besides displaying  \nthemselves sexually?  \n  \nWell, yes, they did; but they were owned beasts and they were  \nthe entertainment. So they showed their training and their bodies; no  \nsuch thing as shame. Their makers controlled their DNA and their minds,  \nso this was usual for them. Just living adverts for BioSyn.  \n  \nJake had sorta drifted away from the entrance with the R3G2  \nGuard; now he notinced signs hanging from the ceiling. He shoulda  \nknown he'd wandered from the waiters and past the scantily-clad  \ndancers to the more hard-core pleasure slaves. Which head had he  \nbeen thinking with?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then he heard a thumping noise off to his left and passed  \nanother set of drapes. He was sorta in a daze from seeing the mouse-  \ngirl and wandered off toward the sound. He was deeply shocked to see  \na russet-furred fox slave chained between two posts. Jake thought he  \nwas looking in a mirror!  \n  \nA beautiful full-human woman was buckling a hood over the  \nfoxslave's eyes; then she picked up a leather whip and began beating  \nhim! Crack! Jake felt sick but fascinated as the poor beast grunted,  \n\"One!\" and he realized the slave was forced to count his beating out  \nloud! Crack! \"Two!\" Crack! \"Three!\" ... on and on to ten blows. What  \nhad the helpless beast done to get such a cruel treatment? He was still  \nstanding on his feet, I mean hindpaws for a beast, but he was hanging  \nfrom the chains on his wrists and looked quite bedraggled.  \n  \nThe person then looked around and spotted JakeFox. She froze  \nfor a moment, then looked back and forth between him and her chained  \nslave. He held up his furvention ID and she saw it, and nodded. One  \nfreefur, one slave. But they \\*did\\* look the same, both Foxes, both  \nrusset-furred, both stood and walked upright. Jake had even modified  \nthe biped stance of a human; his feet had changed length and width  \nand had four toes, same as the slave.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; JakeFox realised the truth, and it hit him like a physical  \nblow. \\*This\\* slave had the same DNA that had given Jake Halloran new  \nfox eyes, ears and skin! The slave couldn't quite scent him through  \nthe hood; he knew someone was there but not quite where. JakeFox  \nreached out a furry paw, gripped the slave's collar, and read the  \nbrass plate.  \n  \nR4G2/KvN47 Kevin.  \n  \n\\*  \nAlysa Benton had blindfolded her sex toy Kevin Foxboy so he  \nwasn't afraid of going outside with her to the furvention. She worked  \nfor Hot!Tech, the company that made the computers that controlled the  \nDNA AutoSynths which made him and all the BioSyn slaves. She took her  \ntoy directly to the 'Adults Only' section despite the fact he was only  \nas old as a human at seventeen.  \n  \nIt had actually been only three years since Kevin was DNA mixed  \nand seeded; six months in a 'wet-tank' artificial womb and 18 months of  \nslave training as a domestic servant and Alysa's pleasure slave. Slaves  \nwere 'quick-grown' so owners didn't have to wait. It was a moral decis-  \nion, don't just kidnap freefurs and enslave them; make slaves to begin  \nwith, make them accept it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kevin was a good slave, submissive even to his owner's command  \nto writhe in his chains to give furs a good show. He'd writhed in her  \nchains as she used him for her pleasure, and he knew it was an act.  \nShe chained him standing up, loosened the blindfold and told him she'd  \njust pretend to beat him. Kevin was scared of a real beating; his fur  \nhad been ripped out of his back one time he'd earned a real punishment,  \nand he whimpered and shook in the chains.  \n  \nSome of the humans watching gasped; they thought it was real!  \nThe Fursons could scent Kevin's fear, but they knew he wasn't really  \nsuffering. The other slaves had personal experience with real beatings  \nand acted scared although they too knew it was fake. Just part of the  \nentertainment!  \n  \nThe effect was increased as the humans slowly realised Kevin  \nwasn't yipping, howling or screaming in pain. One by one they went  \nback to breathing, and only then did Alysa remove Kevin's blindfold  \nto let his weak smile reassure them he wasn't hurt.  \n  \nBut JakeFox was still shaken, from watching the beast twitch  \nin the chains but mostly from the mirror-image Fox. Jake had seen  \nAlysa's face as she beat Kevin, and it sure looked like she was  \nenjoying it for real! He was confused by the way she'd fondled him  \nwith the whip, caressing his trembling body almost like a lover.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And JakeFox was deeply confused by the fact that the naked  \nboy slave was quite obviously enjoying both the pain and the fondling!  \nThis was definitely 'Adults Only' as the fox slave's sheath showed how  \nKevin had been made to take his own pleasure from giving it to others.  \n  \nJake had heard that fur slaves were made this way; he'd read  \nBioSyn's Product Catalog before plunging into Furry himself. He could  \nhave had his own femslave to enjoy the furriness; Jake Halloran's rich  \nfamily had paid servants and he'd been to their friend's parties with  \nfur slaves.  \n  \nBut this was the reality, er, showing! Kevin's breathing was  \nnormal now, and he \\*was\\* able to speak, so Jake showed him the fur-  \nvention ID. Kevin seemed as shocked as Jake had been and barely  \ncroaked out, \"G-Greetings, M-Master. Fox.\"  \n  \nHis owner Alysa seemed to recover first and reminded the beast  \nthat BioSyn fixed humans and made them better. She'd trained Kevin to  \nhelp with her tech work; part of it was showing Kevin the Furson and  \nProduct Catalogs. The slave beast had shaken for a long time at the  \nnewness that some people became Fursons, legally free but with fur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kevin Foxboy Four Seven was an R4G2 domestic servant and  \npleasure slave. JakeFox was a human who'd Gone Furry. And Mistress  \nAlysa was a full human. Humans made DNA mix slaves and Alysa used  \nKevin's forced need to obey and pleasure humans to show JakeFox how  \nto command a slave.  \n  \nJake was getting used to it, though. This furvention, he was  \na lot more relaxed in the fur, and he'd always been rather laid-back  \nabout adult activities. Once he realized Kevin was OK with submission  \nto Jake, he asked Alysa to borrow Kevin for a few minutes, just to  \ntalk.  \n  \nShe was OK with it but laid down a few ground rules. First,  \nKevin \\*was\\* a slave and accepted it; don't think it's helping him  \nto get him away to 'freedom'. Second, he was her property; she was  \nlending him, not giving him away. Third, keep him on the raised  \nplatform; he's a display for everyone here, no private talks.  \n  \nOnce Kevin got over his shock at seeing a free Fox, he slowly  \nrelaxed and stopped shaking. Jake said he wanted his friends to see  \nKevin, and told Kevin to submit to more Fursons. The slave fox obeyed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; So Jake asked Lena, Tomas, Tomasina, Henry, and Henrietta over.  \nIt was still a shock for Kevin, and he started shaking again, but the  \nsix Fursons were firm with him so he could relax and Be a Slave. They  \ntalked about his training and duties; and Kevin remembered something  \nfrom the Mix Mind Bender.  \n  \nHe became a salesfur for BioSyn slave products. Showing him-  \nself, his body and training, he tried to convince all the Fursons to  \nbuy their own pleasure slaves. It wasn't a private conversation, as  \nAlysa demanded; and other furs listened. Slaves, Fursons, and fur-  \nsuiters listened because it was a legal and social-custom issue.  \n  \nKevin got the mouse slave and other BioSyn products together,  \nand made it a sales show. But it was reality, not a TV show; and there  \nwas no musical sting to alert the slaves, fursons, or fursuiters that  \na brave new chapter of BioSyn and human was dawning.  \n  \nThe freefurs commanded the slaves, and it was the first time  \nin history that free-fur-on-slave-fur occurred. It would set the stage  \nfor a furry revolution and change humanity forever.  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"BSI","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/534075-jakefox-3.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/564945-biolab-1.json"}}