FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Not much to say, finally added a new chapter to this series, I hope the wait was worth it. Also had a nod to another suggestion from Shakal lurking in there. As always, enjoy!

edit: forgot to mention another bit was inspired by a comment from Dexter Otter (I'm a jerk for forgetting to mention him, don't post late at night)

Standard boiler plate: This is fantasy, not real. Simple rule of thumb, do not do things to people without their consent in real life. That is bad. No more to say there than that.

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"Is this what you're looking for?" Edris asked his latest customer, a svelte black cat wearing a slinky red dress. The brown lizard patted a sturdy metal framework as he spoke, one that contained a large bull suspended belly-down inside.

The bull's arms and legs were bent at the joints and sealed in tight black latex sleeves. A set of chains connected his knees and elbows to the corners of the framework and held him up off the floor. It was the standard set up for a milk slave, with a large feeding tube locked in his mouth through a ballgag, another tube attached to a plug in his rear and joined by a smaller one from his solid metal chastity cage, and a milking device attached by suction cups to the nipples of his massive, dangling, pendulous breasts.

Letting out a confused groan, the bull looked dazed, or perhaps a bit drug addled from the process that brought him to this state. One thing was certain, he was unbelievably horny, desperate for any stimulation to his caged cock.

"Hmm, yes, this looks quite nice," the cat said as she inspected her potential new purchase. She gave a few approving nods before reaching his backside and giving a small frown.

"Is there a problem, Miss?"

"Please, call me Frances. And yes... is he just naturally like that, or was he damaged somehow?" she asked, indicating the small grape-sized testicles hanging next to the cage. On someone of average size they wouldn't look out of the ordinary, but to the otherwise enormous bull their shrunken size was rather out of place.

"Ah, yes, unfortunately it's a bit of a production flaw in the process required to turn a male into a milk slave. I've had a few complaints, but it doesn't make much of a difference to most."

"Oh. Well, that's a shame. I'm getting this for when I host parties, you see, and it would make a better centerpiece if there was, you know, more to see."

"That's about as good a reason as any," Edris said with an affable laugh, "for me to break protocol a bit. Technically it's still in testing, but the R&D folks were able to improve the process. Let me see..."

After Edris tapped his tablet several times, the platform holding the bull disappeared into the ground leaving them alone in the store's showroom. Moments later a new framework appeared, this one containing a smaller chubby otter with the exact same bindings, gear, and heavy dangling breasts as the bull. The only difference was that he had a pair of testicles that would have looked over-sized even on the larger creature.

"Go ahead, give them a feel." the lizard said with a smile.

Frances gingerly reached forward and gently cupped his balls, shouting "Oh my!" when the otter instantly shuddered and started trickling a stream of precum into the tube connected to his chastity cage.

"He's extremely hypersensitive, so that will happen, and once he gets started it'll take a while to stop. There's another special trick you can do with that though." Edris deftly detached the chastity cage's tube from the larger one in his rear and connected it to an open slot in his ballgag. "With this setup he'll keep feeding himself too. It doesn't differentiate between pre and urine, so, you know, it's up to your personal taste."

If it weren't for being under the same addled haze as the bull, the otter would have panicked at the description of the additional functionality. As it was, he was far too focused on using what small movement he was allowed to hump feebly at the air. He was unable to gain any stimulation to his encased member, but his desperate humping did make his heavy balls sway back and forth like a pendulum, almost hypnotizing the impressed cat.

Without hesitation, Frances clapped her hands together and shouted, "It's perfect! I'll take it!"

Edris grinned. He loved it when his customers were easy to please.

The otter merely gurgled as the steadily growing river of precum made it into his mouth, giving him a good taste of his own frustration.

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A short time later, once they were finished with the paperwork, Edris shook hands with the cat and happily sent her on her way, another satisfied customer. He had barely finished scheduling the otter's delivery before his watch went off signaling both the end of the day and the end of his week. Letting out a joyful cheer, he zipped to the front of the store to lock up and begin his much deserved weekend.

The large crowd at the front was disappointed that he was closing, but he assured them if they held onto their tickets their places in line would be honored when he reopened the following week.

It pained him to have to turn away so many sales, but what could he do? He was only one lizard. Stopping briefly, Edris felt like he almost had an idea, but it soon faded. He shrugged, locked the doors, and headed to his office.

In a blur he changed into his casual outfit, shedding his sleek, fancy suit in favor of a simple black t-shirt and tan slacks. Checking himself out in the mirror, he was pleased with the creature staring back. Tall, thin, mostly light brown scales with some gray ones scattered about, long powerful tail, thick back-swept mane of greased black hair. Part of a strong career in sales was simply being attractive, and the handsome lizard easily fit the bill.

Whistling a happy tune as he strutted to the back of his store, it was time for the best part of the weekend to begin. As the owner and proprietor of the slave market, he was free to take whomever he wanted home to keep him company at any time, though he saved such personal indulgences for his days off. It was partially out of personal discipline, but mostly because he was still a salesman, and used merchandise just wasn't worth as much. Of course, occasional quality assurance was always important, so everything worked out just fine.

Edris tapped a few buttons on his tablet and caused one of the screens lining the walls of his store to come to life. A number of furs were blindfolded, gagged, locked in chastity cages, and dangling by their wrists from an apparatus similar to a dry cleaner's conveyor. Quietly appraising each potential toy, he swiped the tablet and the conveyor hummed to life moving them all down the line.

Kangaroo, no, too skinny. Bunny, no, too short. The horse had potential, but he didn't feel like hooves tonight. Bear, too bulky. Toucan, exotic, but he wasn't in the mood for feathers. Doberman... thin, fit with a bit of muscle, good black and tan coloration, nice heavy balls, cute stub of a tail... he had himself a winner!

After a quick tap to his tablet the conveyor stopped and left them all swaying, making muffled grunts, grumbles, whimpers.

The next step was to figure out what to do with him. Edris flipped through the list of options. Simple bondage. Advanced bondage. Heavily pierced. Milk slave, no, he saw enough of that for the day. Cleaner, perhaps, his apartment could use some attention. Pony slave. Cat Slave. Puppy Slave.

When he saw puppy slave appear as an option, Edris had to stifle a laugh. That was almost too perfect, make the dog into a puppy slave, he couldn't pass it up. Plus, as he recalled there was a dog park that had opened recently and he'd been curious about giving it a try. With the weather as warm and sunny as it had been recently, just basking in the sun for the rest of the day was appealing on its own merit. Done, it was decided. He tapped the puppy option and grinned as the doberman's wrist bindings were released, dropping the startled dog into the darkness below.

Giving a condescending wave, Edris cooed, "See ya soon," and left to pick up his new treat.

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By the time he passed through the double doors that led to the mall's warehouse, Edris had resumed whistling his happy tune and was practically walking on air. The warehouse was rather spartan, but it served its purpose well. A staff worked around the clock to provide storage for new products, off-hours care for slaves, handle deliveries, anything the mall's stores might need behind the scenes.

It was here, in the dimly lit storage area, that his new puppy was waiting for him.

Strolling up to the front desk, Edris gave a cheerful wave when he saw a familiar bespectacled red kangaroo doing paperwork.

"Another weekend is it?" the kangaroo asked without needing to look up.

"Of course, Miles."

"Hm. Your fellow is waiting in the usual area," Miles disinterestedly said as he buzzed him through.

"Thanks, have a good weekend!"

"Mm," Miles grimly grunted, not remotely interested in engaging with the lizard any further.

Not letting the kangaroo's dour attitude sour his own chipper disposition, Edris continued on through the doors into the shipping area. He walked past a number of workers packing luxury items, electronics, and toys. Even the bewildered otter from earlier was being lowered into a crate for delivery, still gagging down his own precum.

Right next to that was a small pen containing his doberman, ready for pick up as guaranteed. The dog had been stuffed into a bitchsuit covering most of his body in tight black latex. The suit trapped his arms and legs bent at the elbows and knees, which were in turn padded to allow him to comfortably, if awkwardly, walk on all fours. His hands were encased against his shoulders, but his footpaws were exposed, same as his currently unoccupied tailhole, caged sheath, and round puppy-makers. A tight leather muzzle kept his mouth shut, though the rest of his head was exposed. Judging by his expression he wasn't happy.

Ignoring the dog's impotent anger, Edris locked a collar around the dog's throat and clipped a leash to it. "Time's wasting, pup let's get moving!" he said, firmly tugging the leash.

A fierce, if muffled, growl came from the doberman, defiantly holding his ground only to get a powerful shock from his collar. He was stunned, but managed to stay upright on his elbows and knees.

"Two things'll set that little dealie off, one, you get too far from me, and two, you refuse an order. Well, there are other things too, but those are the main ones. And that was just a sample shock. if you really see how far I can crank it, you're welcome to keep being difficult. There's plenty more for me to choose from if you don't want to cooperate."

The doberman grumbled, but reluctantly moved his limbs in an attempt to find his footing. He stumbled a few times as he got used to his new method of walking, but Edris found his struggling plenty entertaining on its own. After a few tries he was still shaky, but at least had somewhat of a grasp on how to move.

"Quick learner huh? Good boy," Edris condescendingly said as he scratched the snarling dog behind his ears. With his pet now able to follow along, he tugged the leash and made his way toward the rear exit. He couldn't go too fast since the pup was still having some trouble, but he didn't mind. After a long week at work he was happy to take a relaxing stroll on the way to the park. It wasn't often he got to take it easy.

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For the most part the journey to the park was as calm and enjoyable as he hoped. Except, of course, for a brief run-in with the primary source of the majority of his recent miseries.

While walking along the main road he saw a small cart approaching from the other direction. Nothing about it seemed at all notable, at least until he got close enough to see that damned weasel, Bridget, sitting up front.

Across her lap was draped a sleeping skunk wearing a silver wire cock cage, a thick buttplug, mitts locked on his fists, and nothing else but his luxurious slightly curly black and white fur. The skunk was, as Edris angrily remembered, one of the two slaves the weasel essentially conned out of him. Bridget gently stroked the skunk's back as he yawned, stretched, and went back to sleep.

Attached to the front of the cart was a creature completely covered head to hoof in a tight latex bodysuit. Its arms were sealed behind its back, and only a black nose, ring gagged mouth, and stiff pink cock were at all visible. A small silver ring sat at the base of his shaft, presumably what was keeping him erect and needy. Edris could only guess this was the deer, her other slave, currently struggling to pull the heavy cart connected to the harness around his chest.

Doing his best to hide his face as they passed each other, Edris was infinitely thankful that she didn't stop to chat. He did notice a plug with some text on it buzzing away in the deer's tailhole, one that matched the one in the skunk, but he was far more interested in getting as far away from her as possible than trying to make out what it said.

With that ordeal over with he hurried the rest of the way to the park and took a seat on the first bench he could find. He let out a deep sigh and noticed the doberman off to his side glaring at him.

"Well? Go play! Run! Get some exercise!" Edris angrily shouted, waving the dog away. He was so happy just a short while ago. This was supposed to be the best part of his week, and now all he could think about was how the damn weasel took advantage of him.

The doberman looked tentative, not sure what new mind game his captor was playing. He shuffled into the field while looking over his shoulder to see if the lizard was following, only to try to make a break for it the moment he saw what seemed like an opening.

Edris's mood was a lifted a bit as he watched the doberman try to scramble away at his pitiful top speed. The pup didn't get very far before his collar gave a powerful shock knocking him over onto his back.

A small smile crossed Edris's face seeing the pup flail about and struggle to right himself. He did say what would happen if he got too far away, after all.

The moment the doberman managed to get back on all fours, a red torpedo came out of nowhere and tackled him, sending them both rolling. Once they came to a stop, Edris could see a red fox with black mitts locked around his hands and footpaws panting heavily while pinning his own pup down by his shoulders. The fox had a thick black plug in his ass visible below his happily wagging tail. It seemed that rather than being caged, his smallish penis had a pair of rings piercing the tip which were attached to a ring piercing his taint by another looped through all three. It was effectively trapped between his balls and against his body, but the fox didn't seem to be in any way negatively effected by it.

Letting out a happy bark, the fox gave the confused doberman's face and muzzled snout a series of long sloppy licks. He was nearly thrown off of the larger dog as he began to struggle, but with his limbs bound as they were he was helpless to stop the slobbering assault.

As he watched his pet struggling Edris couldn't help but smile again. The park had itself an easily won fan.

"Looks like Peppy likes your boy," said a rough but feminine voice from behind. A tall, muscular brown spotted hyena strolled around and sat down on the bench next to Edris.

"Yeah, he's really letting him have it," Edris responded with a polite smile.

"The little guy's pretty excitable, but he loves meeting new people. And pets."

"I'm impressed, he's really into playing his role, huh?" he asked as Peppy dismounted the doberman and crawled up to his rear. The fox shoved his cold wet nose under doberman's balls, inhaling deeply at his tailhole while the dog renewed his struggling.

"Absolutely! he's probably my best work to be honest. Once he was trained I couldn't bear to part with him, so I bought him outright."

"Ah, that explains it."

"Hm? Explains what?"

"How we've never met. I run the slave market and handle most of the sales of personal slaves. It's incredibly stressful and busy, but a great way to meet people. Almost everyone with a pet goes through me, so seeing one I didn't recognize was a surprise."

"Nice to meet you then, Edris. I'm Muriel," she said as she smiled, slid a bit closer, and held out her hand.

"Nice to meet you too," he responded, oblivious to the hyena moving closer as he shook her hand, simply focusing on watching the two pups getting acquainted. Peppy had since gotten his fill of sniffing the doberman's butt and was now kneeling next to his head. With a bit of difficulty he successfully aimed his pinned cock and released a stream of piss directly into the disgusted doberman's face, marking his territory.

Barely having time to close his eyes before the powerful warm stream hit, the doberman tried to get upright and scoot away. Failing that, he settled for swearing incoherently through his muzzle and desperately flailing his limbs to try and inflict some sort of damage on the pleased fox.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but your boy isn't very well trained," Muriel said with a hint of professional concern.

"He's not trained at all actually, fresh arrival. A little perk of running the store is taking home whomever I want whenever I want, but I try not to dip into the more valuable trained ones. Just picked him on a whim, really."

"So you won't be keeping him?"

"Nah, he's just a treat for the weekend, he'll be going back come Monday."

"Oh, that's a shame," Muriel said dejectedly, "I was just thinking I could offer you my services as a trainer."

"...Ahhhh, that's your game. Sorry, not interested. And word of advice, don't try to upsell to a salesman, especially after the week I just had."

"I think you misunderstood me," Muriel said as she held her hand to her chest feigning offense. "I'm not interested in money. I'm interested in..." She trailed off as she inched closer and placed her hand on Edris's leg.

Initially he wasn't sure what to make of the gesture, but when he looked up and saw the sultry look on her face he figured it out. As confident as he was, both in his own looks and his abilities as a salesman, the idea of someone flirting with him without wanting something in return was something he never even considered.

"Oh. OH! Ah, heh, right, sorry," Edris rambled embarrassedly while scratching his head. "I guess the job's been getting to me, I kind of see everything through that lens and-" he said before being cut off by the hyena's finger against his lips.

"Why don't you bring your pup back to my training room and I can teach you both a few tricks, how does that sound?"

"Y... yes, I suppose it couldn't hurt to get a glimpse of how training works," Edris replied, a bright red blush showing through his brown scales.

Saying nothing more, Muriel only nodded with a lusty smile. She turned to call Peppy, only to see that the fox had since rolled the doberman onto his belly and mounted his rear. With his cock pierced flush against his body he couldn't do much more than grind the short throbbing length against the other pup's tailhole, but he was having a wonderful time anyway. The doberman on the other hand had closed his eyes, trying to pretend he was anywhere else despite the smell of piss overwhelming his senses.

Stifling a giggle, Muriel shouted, "Peppy, come here, boy!" causing the fox to stop what he was doing and run on all fours to kneel at her feet.

"Come on boy, time to go!" Edris shouted, and was roundly ignored by the dazed doberman.

"Call him by his name, and be firm about it. It's all about dominance with these boys, isn't it, Peppy?" the hyena cooed as she scratched the joyful fox behind his ears.

"I, uh, haven't given him one."

"Wow, you really do need a lot of work, don't you?" Well, go ahead, give him a name!"

"...Pup?"

With a raised eyebrow, Muriel stared at Edris for what felt like an eternity. "That's really the best you can come up with?"

"Sorry, I'm no good with names."

"It's not hard. See, he's defiant about his new role, so give him something that reinforces his position on the bottom rung. Something that will chip away at his willpower every time he's forced to respond to it. Give it some thought, something will come to you eventually."

Edris stared over at the doberman and did as suggested, thinking of a number of possible names that fit her criteria. Muriel waited patiently while caressing the fox's soft, fluffy fur, watching with definite interest as Edris wracked his brain. He was at a loss, completely unable to think of anything even bordering on passable.

Inspiration finally struck when he noticed the still soaked facial fur his pup was gifted by Peppy. Edris flashed a grin matching the hyena's and shouted, "Come on Piddles! It's time to go!"

Once again the doberman did not budge an inch, only snarling and staring daggers at his master.

"Well? Correct him."

"Oh right, sorry," Edris said before triggering Piddles's collar to give another powerful shock. He waited patiently for the pup to recover and repeated his command more firmly, "Come. Now."

Reluctantly, Piddles did his best to follow the group on his elbows and knees, grumbling the whole way. His situation was in no way helped by the energetic fox circling around him, barking excitedly and nipping alternately at his ears, toes, or balls. In fact, up until that very moment he was convinced he was trapped in some kind of nightmare, but as they continued on he was beginning to realize it was all too real.

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"I'll admit you've got an impressive setup," Edris said as he strolled around the training room, careful not to step on any of the dog 'toys' strewn about. The room was large and colorful, complete with different areas for vet checkups, an agility course, crates for overnight stays, everything a puppy trainer could ever hope for.

"Thank you Edris, I do take pride in my work," Muriel responded with a subdued smile, though she was clearly beaming at the compliment. "If you're ready, go ahead and call Piddles over and we can begin."

"Alright then. Come here, Piddles!" he shouted while gently patting his leg.

The doberman was nervously leaning against the wall, utterly terrified of his situation, but too distracted by fending off his obsessed playmate for it to really sink in. The instant he heard the lizard calling his humiliating new name he crawled over, especially fearful of earning another shock.

"He's already obeying, that's a really good sign," the hyena said with an appreciative nod.

"Okay, so what now?"

"Now, you dominate your pup."

"Dominate?"

"Yes. Mount him and show him you're the boss."

"Oh! Right, I think I can handle that," Edris chuckled as he unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Piddles's eyes were like saucers, in disbelief of what he just witnessed. The puppy nonsense was one thing, but that was the last straw. He tried to scramble away only to be quickly tackled onto his belly by the fox, who then knelt on his back and leaned forward to give his nose a lick.

"Good boy, Peppy! Why don't your help your new friend out and get Edris slicked up?"

Nodding in agreement, Peppy waited for the already half erect lizard to approach and eagerly took his long, thick cock into his muzzle. He was a practiced master cocksucker, but at the moment he was focused on swirling his tongue around the swelling shaft, getting it as wet as possible for his new companion. Resisting the urge to suck it dry, he left a thick coating of slobber glistening along the 8 inch shaft, panting eagerly as he watched the hot flesh throbbing rhythmically.

Edris knelt at Piddles's rear and lifted his hips, forcing him to kneel with his ass in the air and his chest held firmly to the floor. All the doberman could do was whimper as he felt the lizard's spit moistened cock press against his virgin tailhole. He didn't know which was worse, the increasing pressure from the impending violation he was about to experience, or the fact that his own cock was reflexively throbbing inside its cage. If it weren't for the muzzle holding his mouth shut he would have been howling at the feeling of the cock tip finally pushing its way through the clenched ring.

It had been about a week since the last time Edris had been able to have any fun of his own, owing to his obsessive work schedule, so he wasn't interested in holding back. A week to any one of Lust's residents may as well have been an eternity, but such was his dedication to following the guidelines of his profession.

After a series of short but powerful thrusts Edris hilted himself fully inside the squirming doberman's rump. He closed his eyes and held still for a moment, just appreciating the warm clenching of his pup's tight orifice. Barely holding in a gasp when he felt an unexpected tickling at one of his nipples, Edris looked down to see Peppy enthusiastically licking his chest with his ears submissively folded back. He gave the fox an appreciative pat on the head and grabbed Piddles's hips, pulled his cock most of the way out of his quivering tailhole, readied himself, and slammed back in. He set a fast pace, thrusting repeatedly into his whining pup, occasionally slowing down to give one of his latex covered ass cheeks a hard slap.

In addition to the licking he was giving the lizard's chest, Peppy occasionally leaned down to give a tongue bath to the doberman's exposed footpaws, curling his tongue between his toes and tickling him mercilessly. All the while, the fox pup was gleefully rubbing his crotch against Piddles's nose with slow gyrations of his hips. The scent of the fox's pent up musk was messing with the doberman's mind, not to mention the close up view of his swollen balls and the short cock pierced snugly between them. Focusing on that and the horrible tickling of his feet was almost enough to mask the pain, not just from his overly full tailhole, but also from his own cock attempting to grow erect with no room to expand.

It didn't take long before Edris felt his climax approach, viciously hammering away at the doberman's ass until he slammed in one last time and marked his pup's insides. He fired a gushing torrent of jizz deep into the humiliated dog's ass, remaining completely inside briefly before pulling out and rising to his feet.

"Alright, what next?" Edris nonchalantly asked with his cock still out and throbbing.

"Now, we crate him and you take me out for dinner," Muriel answered with a seductive smile.

"...Oh, is that it? That's all the training you'll be doing for free?"

With a laugh, Muriel grabbed Piddles's leash and dragged his limp body over to a small dog crate surrounded by TV screens in the corner of the room. "Not remotely, you've just softened him up for reprogramming." She firmly pushed him into the opening of the crate, securely locking the door and leaving him kneeling inside the cramped space. After she flipped a switch the screens hummed to life, each one displaying swirling lights and different shimmering, flashing colors. Alongside the mesmerizing visuals an audio recording began to drone on in a soothing monotone, saying things like, "You are a puppy. You obey master. You have no will of your own. There is only master..."

"Interesting... so training is mostly just hypnosis?" Edris asked, genuinely fascinated by the setup.

"It depends, it works amazingly well for dogs, naturally, as well as similar creatures," Muriel replied as she gave the fox a gentle pat on his back. "It's just part of their basic nature I suppose. I have to get more hands on with most others, but after a few hours in there a weak willed little pup like him'll be mostly complete. Now, about dinner, there's a fancy new place I know. It's pricey but I bet you could afford it," she said with a coy grin.

"You're a good negotiator, I'll give you that," he laughed as he put his arm around her shoulder and walked her out.

Stopping for a moment, Muriel turned back and commanded, "Keep an eye on Piddles, alright Pep?"

The fox gave a happy bark and crawled over beside the cage. As the lizard and his master left, locking the door behind them, he lifted his leg, maneuvered his awkwardly bound cock between two of the screens, and pissed again directly in the helpless doberman's face.

With his new friend's scent marking reinforced, he spun around twice, curled up next to the crate, and fell asleep.

The doberman quietly whimpered as he did what little he could to shut out the lights and sound slowly but surely shattering what was left of his willpower.

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Edris and Muriel returned several hours later, having lost track of time on their impromptu night out. For his part, Edris had never realized that outside of work he had never truly interacted socially with another. At least not just for fun. Just getting to sit and chat with the hyena about anything other than work, all the bad stuff weighing on his mind fell right away, and for what might have been the first time ever he felt genuinely happy. Of course, that meant he found himself failing to hold up his end of the conversation multiple times, only staring across the table in pure infatuation.

Being a far more outgoing creature, Muriel was somewhat confused by the lizard's sudden awkwardness, but in a way thought it was all more than a little endearing.

"He's been in there for... a bit longer than I initially intended," Muriel chuckled. "Let him out and we can see how he's progressing."

Walking over to the crate, Edris turned off the screens, unlocked the door, and opened it for the dog. He patted his lap twice and said, "Piddles, come on out, boy."

The pup that backed out at his command was the polar opposite of the one they left. His stub of a tail was wagging and his eyes showed... admiration? Adoration? Whatever it was, Edris was impressed. The hyena was right, it really did the trick.

"Take the muzzle off, I'm betting he won't be needing it anymore."

Unclipping the muzzle and slipping it off, the lizard was expecting quite the tirade in return, but to his relief was instead greeted by a smiling puppy.

"I think a full day in there to make sure it sets and he'll be complete. After that you could probably switch to mitts like Peppy's instead of a full bitchsuit for greater mobility, but for now..." She picked up a floppy clear blue dildo off the floor and lobbed it away. The doberman chased after it, picked it up with his mouth, carried it back, and dropped it at her feet. "He should be good for some more fun if you're feeling up to it." She smirked when she saw that the lizard had already disrobed, putting his slinky, scaly body on display. "Alright then," she smiled, disrobing and dropping her own clothes to the floor in a pile.

Edris knelt behind his panting pup, already completely hard out of sheer anticipation, and beckoned Peppy over. The fox easily took the hint and once again swallowed his cock, giving the lizard another liberal coating of saliva for lubrication. That done, Edris wasted no time pushing into Piddles's slightly loosened tailhole, making the pup let out a whine best described as a confused mix of rage, fear, and delight.

With the doberman's mouth now available Muriel took her place at his head and sat on the floor, spreading her legs and presenting her moist glistening vagina. Her clit was unusually large, only swelling larger as she forced the dog's snout to her pussy and he started licking, occasionally driving his tongue far inside. She scooted forward, forcing his nose into her folds while her clit maxed out at just over 2 inches, proudly bobbing in between his eyes.

At the other end, Edris was going crazy, madly fucking the dog's ass raw. He stopped briefly when he was startled by something out of the ordinary, a tongue lapping at his tailhole. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Peppy at his rear joyously rimming him. Edris almost had to laugh, it felt extremely nice, especially when paired with Piddles's rear on the other side threatening to crush his cock flat. He arched his back slightly in a attempt to give the fox better access, one he knew was more than successful as he felt the probing tongue force its way past his ring.

Muriel was moaning and wildly flailing her tail as the doberman sucked happily on her elongated clit. Prior to his brainwashing he would've been none too happy about the act, but now he couldn't imagine wanting to do anything else. His tongue was busy lapping at her folds even as he focused on manipulating the large thick clit to the best of his ability. His own cock pulsing away in its prison ceased to be of any concern to him, this was exactly where he wanted to be.

The masterful rimjob from the fox was more than Edris could handle. Before long his brutal pounding reached its crescendo and he climaxed, once again flooding his pet's bowels with his creamy seed. Suddenly feeling utterly exhausted, Edris fell to the floor and let out a contented sigh. Everything that had happened up until then, the good and the bad, at that moment he couldn't begin to remember ever feeling any happier.

Peppy was using one of his mitts to futilely stroke his small needy shaft while dutifully slurping up the river of spooge flowing out of the doberman's gaping ass.

Piddles had almost completely bought into his new role, happy to serve his new masters just like the fox hungrily eating him out. Occasionally a few of his old thoughts wormed their way back into his head, but they quickly left. He was their puppy now, and happy to be that way.

Muriel had her hand on the back of the doberman's head, grinding her pussy into his face as she had her own shuddering climax, thoroughly soaking his face. She let out a loud, glorious moan and lounged back alongside the exhausted lizard.

Dreamily watching it all, Edris couldn't believe the day he had. Without exaggeration, it may have been the single best day of his life. After all that, he didn't even want to imagine going back to work without coming home to the fox, the hyena, and, heck, even the doberman. It was his shop, no harm done if some of his stock just happened to go missing, he thought with a drained chuckle.

And then he remembered work, and his problem from earlier. The unending lines of customers waiting to be served, having no way to serve them all, being constantly overworked, driven to ulcer after ulcer. The solution hit him like a truck. A way to fix not just to his problem, but to form an even stronger bond with his new companions.

"Muriel, honey?" he asked, barely able to keep his eyes open.

"Hm?" she grunted, as she slowly looked over.

"You remember how I own and operate my own store?"

"Mmhmm..."

"What would you think about opening a franchise?"