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Feb 22:

"Private lessons?" Jared laughed. Dylan nodded as he leaned back, a small smile on his face as he sat back in his chair, his paw set on his rotund stomach as he rubbed it absently. "You're sure, bud? I know those can be pretty expensive," Jared commented. The polar bear took a seat, his own stomach rolling down a bit as he sat down, he wasn't quite as rotund as the grizzly bear was, though he was taller so it tended to balance out.

The brown furred bear just grinned though as he seemed to have some sort of secret held up for this moment exactly, Jared smirking to himself as he saw that his friend had a particularly juicy spiel for this moment. "Well that's just the thing, Jared. The guy who wants to take me in for private lessons from the gym is offering to do them for free! He's a panda bear who apparently loves helping others succeed, and he's paid by the gym to take on animals who he wants to train them in private, it's apparently a special grant offered by the gym. He isn't allowed to just take on everyone for free, it's only a limited amount, and I'm one of the few that was selected!" His eyes were glowing with pride and his grin wide from ear to ear.. but Jared didn't quite jump into the excitement barrel just as fast as he sniffed and leaned back in his chair.

Taking a few moments to think, Jared scratched his claws through his white fur and let out a small sigh. "While I'm glad that this is happening, Dylan, I have to ask if you've thought at all about this being some sort of scam? Honestly bud, private trainers are very expensive, and to have one just offer free lessons... that's a bit shady."

For a moment Dylan rose his hand to counter his friend's argument, his eyes shifting from side to side a few moments as he figured out his answer... and he failed as his eyes widened and his chest fell with his own body slumping back. "Oh damn..." he grunted. Jared felt a pang in his chest as he saw his friend look so absolutely dejected, this hitting the brown bear harder than he'd imagined. "I... I thought that having a private trainer would be awesome. I forgot to really think about anything, as per usual... I'm awful keeping myself in line and I've heard that personal trainers can really help with that." Though Dylan was speaking to Jared, the polar bear had a feeling that some of it was reasoning with himself rather than just explaining himself to the polar bear.

Standing up and walking over to Dylan, Jared set his hand on the brown bear's shoulder and gave a light squeeze to draw his attention. "Don't worry about it, Dylan. I'm not saying that it isn't absolutely true that this bear isn't offering you a free training regiment with him. I just wanted to tell you up front that you should take this offer with a grain of salt. When you next meet with this panda, why don't you see if he has some documentation, and if he does then run it by the gym people to make sure it's legitimate. If it is, then that's great and you have a personal trainer! If it isn't..." Dylan looked away at the ground, his body language showing Jared that he was feeling dejected, "-then I suppose I'll have to start working out with you more," Jared finished.

Dylan looked up at him with surprise, blinking a few times as he dipped his head in disbelief, and Jared just laughed before giving him a nod showing that he meant it. Dylan grinned and jumped to his feet before throwing his arms around the white bear's neck. "Thank you, Jared! I really appreciate it, man!" The hug lasted a few moments, Jared blushing as he felt his dick twitch in excitement, it was always something he'd hoped for that Dylan might try SOMETHING, but the brown bear was as straight as an arrow. "Well I'm gonna get some chips out at the store for movies tonight. We're watching X-men, right?" Dylan asked as he broke off the hug.

"Yeah," Jared said. As he watched his friend walk towards the door he had to pat at his pants a bit to calm himself down before walking off to order the movie on TV. He really hoped that Dylan's private trainer really was real... he hated exercising, but if he could make Dylan happy maybe he could finally get the grizzly's attention.

Feb 27:

Playing some games on his Xbox, Jared was waiting for Dylan to get home as it was his turn to cook for tonight, though since the grizzly bear tended to ignore that rule, he had a chinese order out menu sitting next to him just in case. Dylan had gone in to have his first meeting with the private trainer, though he had made sure to go over a rehearsal of what he was to ask to make sure that Dylan wasn't going to get screwed over if the panda bear turned out to be a fraud, or somebody looking to get paid later down the line. The polar bear glanced at the clock above the TV and saw that it was an hour and a half before the chinese place closed, but moreover, it was an hour longer than what Dylan had told him that he would be gone.

Frowning as he felt his stomach rumble in hunger, Jared looked at the takeout menu and nibbled on his lip as he thought about giving them a call and forgoing waiting for Dylan to come home late... He picked up the phone and started to dial before letting out a sigh and scratching his head before erasing the numbers he'd already pressed and entered another number. The phone rang a few times... before a stranger's voice came on. "Hello, this is Charles," the voice answered.

Jared's eyebrow went up as he didn't recognize the voice, it sounded pretty average, if unimpressive. "Yes... this is Jared, I was wondering where Dylan was?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, Jared. Dylan told me about you earlier, my apologies. Dylan's currently in the middle of a workout, he was planning to get out earlier, but as per the agreements of the program I keep him until I feel fit, so he has to stay a bit longer than he told you," Charles explained. Jared felt a bit annoyed that a stranger that his friend barely knew was picking up his phone for him, but he decided to let it slide as he just sniffed a bit as the bear on the other end continued while Jared didn't answer. "I picked up for Dylan as I don't allow my trainees to use electronics while they're working out, so you'll have to excuse that. Dylan will likely be home late, so don't wait up for him, have a good day," Charles said.

Before Jared could get in a word, Charles hung up the phone leaving Jared feeling more than a little peeved, but he just let out a deep grunt and quickly dialed up the chinese place so that he could get some food for tonight before he waited for the grizzly bear to get home. Sitting back down as he set the phone up, Jared didn't bother picking up the Xbox controller as he continued to frown, leaning back in his seat he fumed for a bit as he couldn't stand the nerve of the panda bear just picking up another person's phone like that. "I hope Dylan did what i asked, or otherwise this guy's gonna get a big punch in the face," Jared barked.

The polar bear forced himself to pick up the controller and started to play the game, the snaps of the joystick hitting their limits were sharp as Jared had to work off his steam by beating up enemies in the game. Thankfully the chinese food he'd ordered helped as well, allowing him to cool down with some sweet and sour chicken and egg rolls, so that by the time Dylan walked in he was relatively cool headed and enjoying some shooting games. Dylan's eyes were glazed over and his smile was ear to ear as he walked in, his gait a bit bow legged as he closed the door behind himself. He seemed to hardly notice Jared in the room as he walked past the kitchen where the smell of food lingered, past the comfy couch, and towards his bedroom. He only stopped once Jared called out to him, he slowly turned to look at the polar bear with the same dim smile on his face. "Something wrong, Dylan?" Jared asked.

"Nothing's wrong at all, today was amazing," Dylan said. He seemed oddly absent as he spoke, his pupils were heavily constricted, though Jared didn't notice as Dylan seemed to be teetering back and forth a little too much to get a handle on his eyes. "Charles just worked me really hard, I'm gonna take a nice nap," the grizzly bear said.

Jared slowly nodded, attempting to get his friend's attention as he seemed to be staring right past him, but he just gave up as he tried to converse a little more. "Alright... well I hope he isn't pushing you too hard. Were you able to ask him about the paperwork for the training?"

"Yeah, I asked him," Dylan replied. Jared nodded waiting for Dylan to continue but it took a moment for the grizzly bear to answer as he seemed to shiver with an odd surge of excitement. "He said to not worry about it," the grizzly bear said. That didn't satisfy the polar bear as he felt pissed off, he started to stand up but Dylan was already walking off, but when Jared called out again he didn't bother to answer as he merely walked into his room and closed the door behind himself. The polar bear stared after his friend with a frown and a pit in his stomach as he scratched behind his head, he'd never seen Jared act like this before, especially when there was food in the kitchen. He let out a sigh and just let it go as he shrugged it off, walking back into the kitchen to fill his plate back up with some more food for the night.

Mar 3:

After Dylan's visit to the gym, he'd been acting a bit differently than usual, he'd spent almost all the time he had free exercising. Not to say that he wouldn't hang out with Jared, he would eat and watch TV with the polar bear, but he was always in motion. While watching TV he would either be doing push-ups, sit-ups, or weight lifting. If Jared didn't know it was healthy, he would've called it an obsession of sorts as the grizzly bear seemed fascinated with getting in shape now. He'd always claimed that he wanted to lose the weight, and it seemed like whatever the trainer had done to him it had worked its way into the grizzly bear after day one. He didn't act nearly as strange as he had after the initial work out, but whenever Jared brought up the subject of the paperwork or what Charles was like he seemed to weave his way around it, or just ignore it outright.

Jared was suspicious to say the least, and he even asked Dylan if he could attend the next session just to talk to Charles, but the grizzly bear told him that he'd promised Charles that he wouldn't bring anyone as apparently the panda personalized every meeting to the specific client. The polar bear honestly thought this was bullshit, but what could he do to change his friend's mind, so he just had to rest assured that everything was fine with his friend. Now as Jared sat around waiting for his friend to return from another day of exercise, he was attempting to keep himself busy so he started cleaning around the house.

The polar bear tended to do this every week, but he'd been neglecting to do it these last few weeks due to him getting sick and a bit of laziness, and if he didn't do it soon then Dylan's room would start to stink as the grizzly bear had a bad habit of not cleaning up his room. If it had been any other person, Jared might kick them out of the apartment... but he couldn't deny that he had a crush on the bear, and they'd been friends since junior high so he just put up with it. Stepping into his friend's room, Jared lugged around a laundry basket and trash bag to start throwing dirty clothes and trash. He worked methodically from one corner of the room to another, humming to himself as he worked, everything seemed pretty normal... save for a pack of thongs lying on the grizzly bear's desk.

Having lived with Dylan for two years now as roommates, Jared knew for a fact that the grizzly was a boxer fan, not briefs. Whenever he'd joked about it with his friend, Dylan said that he enjoyed it being breezy, he hated the tight feeling and that was where they left it. Never once had Jared ever seen Dylan wearing anything tighter than a pair of pants, so he was very shocked to see the thongs. "I... suppose these are... nice," Jared snickered. He put them back, but filed it in the back of his head to mess with the grizzly bear about his new choice of wear, but he just worked at cleaning the room out.

It took the polar bear forty minutes to get his friend's room all spruced up, honestly it could've just taken five minutes to get all the clutter out, but he had a need to keep things very clean by dusting the room and vacuuming it out, all the while wondering why his friend had gotten a pack of pricy looking thongs. After finishing up his friend's room, Jared was out and finished cleaning up the rest of the apartment before relaxing for the rest of the day. Dylan once again took almost all day to return, today Jared had been the cook so he didn't have to worry about waiting on his friend as he was eating a nice plate of cold noodle salad when the door opened up.

Dylan's swagger into the room was similar to that of last week's, his legs spread wide as if he'd been riding on a saddle for too long. His eyes glazed over just as last time's, though today he went into the kitchen to grab food as Jared shoved food into his mouth. The white bear watched his friend as he shoved down food, it was only one week since the bear had started his training, but the constant exercise was already starting to have an effect as some of the chubbiness had been chased out of his friend's cheeks. "Was the exercise good today?"

For three minutes Dylan didn't answer, the bear filled the drawn out minutes by scarfing down the food, Jared a bit astonished at his friend's ravenous appetite. Finally when he finished eating the food with a loud slurp of the last noodle, Dylan sighed as he threw the plate in the sink, another shot at Jared's mood as he stepped out of the kitchen. "It was good, Charles showed me how to be a great muscle bear," Dylan answered.

"Muscle bear?" Jared asked. Dylan apparently didn't hear him though as he merely walked past the couch and back into his room once more, the door locking behind him with a click. Jared stared at his door for a few moments as he hoped that his friend might come back out to tell him what he meant, but the brown bear didn't come back out for the night. Jared left wondering what Charles was doing to his friend...

Mar 11:

The days following that somehow managed to turn out even more strange than those proceeding Dylan's first visit with Charles, the bear had grown progressively more distant as he would come home, cook on the days that it was his turn to cook, and lock himself up in his bedroom. Jared attempted to get him out of the room, but whenever he did Dylan somehow found an excuse of something else to do, but generally it boiled down to the brown bear wanting to be alone to do something.

It pissed off Jared that his friend was acting so strange and he wanted to have a word with this Charles, but with Dylan refusing to even give up the location of which gym he went to, Jared was forced to live with it. That wasn't the only strange thing though, whenever Dylan came out to walk around their house, he would be wearing either tight clothing, or no clothing. Not that either of them were prude, but it had been an unspoken rule between them to always be wearing clothes when walking around the room, but now Dylan would walk around in a thong to get drinks of water or milk.

Whenever Jared tried to tease his friend about the thong though, it didn't seem to click with the grizzly bear that something was off. Actually more often than not he would offer one to Jared to wear himself, but the polar bear wasn't one to try on such a tight article. While this behavior was off putting and disturbing... Jared couldn't help but reap the benefits of those moments as Dylan's body was growing tighter, the fat getting worked off, and his body becoming more and more of a hot machine. The polar bear's pants were always tented whenever he saw his friend now as Dylan's body was very attractive and he would never deny that he was attracted to the changing figure of the other bear.

When Jared went into Dylan's room to do his routine cleaning, he was surprised to find that the room seemed to be emptier than usual. The grizzly bear's usual posters of hot cheetah women and cars on the walls had been peeled off, his stack of games were also gone, and his model of some really geeky anime thing that Dylan took pride in was missing. That being said though, the room was no less dirty than usual, so Jared got to cleaning, working his way around and picking up trash and clothes.

Since Dylan was walking around their apartment in nothing but thongs, all he had to throw in the laundry were dirty gym clothes and very musky thongs. Though that wasn't the only thing smelling musky, in fact the entire room was heavily scented, and Jared found himself blushing as he groped himself slightly. Two of the thongs he found in the room were actually wet, and part of Jared didn't want to know why, and the more perverted part wanted to know why they were stained. Honestly Jared was just entertaining himself with odd thoughts that he hardly thought were true... until he found a few magazines strewn on the floor beside Dylan's bed.

Dylan knew that Jared cleaned out his room, and he'd never really been bothered with it, but it had been a common understanding that Dylan hid away the things he didn't want seen in his desk drawers, so Jared's jaw was agape as he found several male porn magazines on the floor. They weren't clean either, when the bear picked up one of them he found the edges of it covered in white juices, and for the others they were sticky or crusty. Jared's jaw flapped a few times as he tried to say something, but all that came was: "Huh". Jared rushed to clean the room then, he had a dreadful feeling that if he found other stuff, he might get a bit search happy. The polar bear found himself confused at first, but the rage in him slowly built as he realized that this Charles guy had been fucking with his friend a lot more than he'd been expecting.

Hoping that he wouldn't find anything, Jared was disappointed as he found a bottle of lube on the floor lying next to what Jared could only kindly call a "full-size pleasure stick". If he acknowledged what it actually was, the polar bear might have to punch a hole in the wall... and then wonder how the brown bear was already fitting sticks that large in his rear? Finishing up cleaning Dylan's room, this time foregoing the vacuuming and dusting, Jared rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower hoping to take the edge off of his feelings, and possibly kill the growing arousal that he had.

The sad thing was that Jared wasn't even angry at Dylan, he was just being manipulated by whoever this Charles person was. What really pissed Jared off was that he himself was getting excited by this whole thing, his friend was being changed into somebody else, and all he could think of was how he might actually have a shot of getting with Dylan now that he was liking men. By the time Jared clambered out of the shower, Dylan was sitting on the couch, something that honestly surprised Jared. The polar bear cocked an eyebrow as his friend smiled up at him, on the clothes were Dylan's discarded clothes, he was only wearing his thong which was now bulging lewdly between his legs as he beamed up at Jared.

Currently all that Jared wore was his towel... so that made the other revelation in the room make him that much more shameful. Sitting in the other chair of the room was a panda... and it didn't take Jared a whole lot to understand who the panda in question was. "You're Jared I presume?" Charles asked. The panda was decently sized, a little shorter than Jared, but taller than Dylan. His stomach was a bit rounder than what Jared would've expected from a personal trainer, but underneath his shirt Jerald could see that the gut was defined with muscles nonetheless.

"Yeah," Jared stated. There wasn't much else to say, a stranger was in their home, the very stranger who seemed to be changing Dylan into something else. He was standing in front of said stranger in nothing but a towel, and his best friend was currently sitting in their room in a speedo with an erect bulge. Quite frankly, he couldn't think of anything worse.

"Fantastic! Well I'm sure you have many questions for me, and I will be glad to answer them, but I'm actually in a bit of a rush today. I would've sent 021 with the message, but he's been so excited to introduce us that I couldn't turn him down. I just wanted to extend my greetings to you, and invite you to my next session with 021. He'll bring you along next time," the panda said. Jared had a slew of questions, but Charles was indeed in a rush as he said as he quickly walked across the room and shook Jared's hand, the polar bear standing frozen as his limp hand was whipped up and down in a proximally of a handshake, and the panda was gone.

The polar bear stood still for a few minutes, reeling from what had happened as Dylan stood up, Jared finally getting a view of his friend. Not only was he wearing the thong now, but he had a new pair of silver nipple piercings in, and his right ear now had a ring hanging from it. The brown bear then approached Jared, his body now looking extremely attractive as he'd now developed well defined muscles, he hadn't burned away all the fat yet, but what Jared saw he liked it a lot. With the panda gone now, Dylan walked right past Jared and into his bedroom, the familiar click of the lock telling Jared that he'd locked the door behind him. The white bear stood around for a bit, still shocked by the events, and wondering what his meeting with Charles would mean...

Mar 18:

Dylan's actions over the week were no longer subtle, he no longer always kept the door shut while Jared was in, at one point the polar bear had walked past to see the brown bear grinning to himself dumbly as he fucked himself with his dildo and jerked his cock until he splattered himself with his juices that he quickly got to licking up. He only ate, went to the restroom, exercised a lot, and jerked himself off over the next week. By now there was no more doubt in Jared's mind that his friend was almost entirely gone... but damn his body had improved a lot. All fat had been burned off, the near constant exercise had turned the grizzly's body into a muscled statue, of course there could be more to put on, but Jared couldn't deny that he found Dylan's new body absolutely sexy.

The days leading up to Jared's meeting with Charles had Jared feeling nervous, he didn't know what the panda had planned, Dylan wouldn't answer his questions either. He knew that he should give the police a call, tell them about these massive changes, but he didn't know how to prove it. For the most part, all of Dylan's changes could be explained easily enough. Him coming out finally, him wanting to get in better shape, and he could be dressed easily and Jared had no proof of him walking around in nothing but thongs. Honestly, all in all, he was pretty fucked when it came to telling the police about this entire situation.

If he wanted though, Jared could try to undo the changes done to Dylan, preventing him from going to see Charles by keeping him locked up. It was true that the bear could make noise and somebody could call the police on him, but he could've found a way to do it without getting caught, and then Dylan would understand why... but he didn't. Every time he tried to convince himself to do right by his friend, he didn't. Deep in him... Jared wanted to see this to the end, he wanted to see what Charles had planned for him.

Now Jared sat in a room with Charles sitting across from him, and Dylan on his knees in nothing but his thong. The gym had several private exercise rooms with plenty of equipment, this room was empty though save for the two chairs they sat in. The polar bear gulped to himself as he watched Charles scratch behind Dylan's ears, the grizzly bear looking up at the panda with worship in his face, his thong bulging as he panted slightly from the attention. "So you came," Charles finally said. Jared nodded, gulping, but feeling no satisfaction with the dry sensation of his throat. "I'm glad, I thought you would."

"How?" Jared asked. It was the most he managed, he'd prepared a speech about how wrong this was and how angry he was with Charles.... but nothing.

Charles smiled as he chuckled, scratching his chin as he leaned back in his chair, his gym shorts tented around his own arousal, something that creeped Jared out a bit. "I'd best start from the beginning. As I'm sure you've noticed, Dylan has changed quite a bit. He's far more muscled, he's far more healthy, and he's far more... well, gay," he remarked. Jared nodded a bit, his eyes drifting to Dylan who smiled brightly. "Well the reason for that is all pretty simple. I'm a hypnotist, a very good one at that, I use my hypnotism to enslave people into being slaves. Very perfect slaves, muscled bodies, completely obedient, and available for powerful men across the world. I'm rather well known for producing very high quality slaves, and the way I do that is simple, I do a lot of research on a potential slave before I even think about making contact," he explained.

This all sounded absolutely ridiculous to Jared, he needed to leave now... but he didn't. He just nodded as he tapped his knee a few time, only too aware that his own gym shorts were slightly tented, his cock hardening at the mention of perfect muscled gay men. "Now I tend to lean towards taking loners in this world. People who wouldn't be missed, people who are easily taken and their disappearance is easy to work over. In your case though, I actually first came upon you, Jared," Charles said. Jared blinked in surprise as he sat up a bit, Charles' smile growing bigger as he chuckled. "Indeed, you had a lot of the markings for a good potential slave, and the bonus was that you were already gay. The only thing was your roommate, that just about knocked you off of the list... until I did research on 021 here. He was a loner as well, he had a few ties to the community, but that was easily remedied with a few visits and a few words that made him unmemorable. In short, with a little extra work on my part, I realized that not only could I book one new slave, but two, and just in time as well. I just got an order for two slaves, and bears at that, you two couldn't come at a better time!" the panda laughed.

"What makes you think you can take me?" Jared asked. He wasn't sure how he was feeling, part of him said that he should be angry while the other was extremely intrigued. "I could've cut this entire thing off. I could've called the police on you, I could've told Dylan to stop this. Why did you think that this will all work out?"

Charles' smile grew larger which Jared had never even imagined. "Oh it was simple, I just had to look at your psyche evaluations. There's always a percentage of error of course, but by doing a lot of research on your personality, and your relationship with Dylan, I could discern the path of events. If you had shown any weakness early on by stopping Dylan, I would've cut off all attempts... but you didn't. You allowed this all to happen, and so I knew that i didn't have to be nearly as careful as I have to be with some other clients. So in short, Jared, I knew because you were acting like yourself."

The explanation rung around in Jared's head, he couldn't believe this, it was mumbo-jumbo, it was completely impossible! Yet he was sitting here, and he was staring at the mastermind that had orchestrated it all. "...So what do you want now? How are you going to goad me into this, what do you want?" Jared growled.

Finally cutting to the chase, Charles leaned forward and smiled, this one felt different... almost sinister. "What I want, Jared, is to make your dream come true. It's rather simple, and ingenious. You want 021, don't you?" Jared looked over at Dylan who was rubbing up against Charles' leg now, his cock pulsing in his thong, and he nodded after a moment of hesitation. "Good. Well I have a reasonable game for you then, it's simple, and it won't take long at all. In a way, either way, it's going to be win win for you. I'm going to perform hypnosis on you with ample warning, this should give you sufficient time to allow you to build up your mental defences as you see fit. Now if you can resist my effort, then I will allow 021 his freedom once again, but with the changes as you see them, he will be gay still, he will keep himself in shape, and I will make him love you," Charles explained.

There was a bitter taste in Jared's mouth, it was cruel... to force his friend into loving him... but he couldn't deny the appeal. "If I lose?" he asked.

"If you lose, then you will become 022 and will be trained as 021 has been, you will be trained into obedience, you will become a muscled bear, and you may stay with 021 permanently as twin slaves." It was a terrifying thought, if Jared lost then he would lose himself.

"What if I don't take either?" Jared thought about running, he could get away and call the police, have them protect him.

A cruel glint appeared in Charles' eyes as he rubbed his erect cock. "Well then you'll be forced to you knees and forced to be subjected to my hypnotism until you are unable to do anything but obey. Outside of that door are two of my personal slaves who won't let you pass, believe me, they are far stronger and faster than you are," the panda explained.

Jared slowly nodded before letting out a nervous sigh and nodding, not much of a choice for him. Even so though, he couldn't help but feel a pang of shameful excitement, if he won then he had Dylan as his boyfriend, and they were free of this panda. "Okay, well I'll play your game then," he said. Charles smirked and nodded as he sat up and pulled out of one of his pockets a watch, it was so obvious that Jared felt the urge to laugh, but he knew from how much Dylan had changed that it was anything but a joke. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, doing this a few times before Charles held the watch out and let it dangle from his hand.

There were no words spoken at first, the watch started to tip from side to side, Jared finding the prospect of this absolutely ridiculous. If this was a game, then it was easy enough to cheat, he just focused beyond the watch so he wouldn't be caught in the hypnosis. At least, that's what he thought he would do, but the watch had an odd... effect, whenever Jared looked away, his eyes would drag right back to it. He couldn't pull his eyes away... left... right... he'd look up at the panda's chest, but his eyes quickly slipped back down to focus on the watch... right... left... right...

Jared blinked a few times, he figured he was just tired, he just had to avoid focusing on the watch. "Look at how pretty it is... focus on the watch.... it's as easy as giving in to my voice." Charles voice was even, calm, and kind sounding. The polar bear's eyes flicked up to his face for the briefest of moments before they stuck back to the watch with its glinting exterior, the golden surface rippling with several lights now, Jared tried to squeeze his eyes shut a bit to try to block out the sight of the watch. When he did so though, he found himself incapable of keeping them tight for long as he felt an urge, a need to watch the glowing watch. "Every time it hits the apex, from left.... to right... you feel more relaxed, more obedient," Charles said.

Realizing now that he wasn't able to ignore the watch, Jared reeled back into his mind and took a hold of his thoughts, he just had to stay aware and ignore the voice. Ignore the hypnotic suggestions and he would walk out with Dylan at his side. "Feel your mind focus on me, feel my words become your thoughts, feel my will become your will," Charles said. It was like an aimed attack, Jared flinched at the words, his own thoughts turning against him a bit as he felt an almost inner hatred at himself for wanting to ignore the words of Mas... Jared blinked again, feeling sick as he realized that he was losing track of time, he couldn't see the hands of the watch under the glowing effect, he just had to... watch...

"Tick... tock... left... right... relax, you don't need to think, I can think for you," Charles said. Jared had a sickening realization as he remembered that they hadn't agreed on a certain time limit for how long this "game" would go on for, nor the fact that even if they had, how would he know how much time had passed? "Shhh... don't think too hard, just let your thoughts drip away, my words filling up your head. My words are dear friends you're inviting in for a visit, you want to heed their meaning, you want to fill yourself up with my commands. You want to obey."

"Obey..." Jared breathed. It was so small, but it was a huge hit for Jared's morale as he realized that he was becoming less and less cognisant of his own thoughts, his own ideas and thoughts getting mixed in with the words that Charles said. The polar bear's body was slowly sinking, his eyelids drooping, his eyes glazing over...

"You want to listen to me, that's why you're sitting here, that's why you chose to come here. You were tired of free will, you want to be mindless, you want to give up yourself to becoming a slave." The words rambled on and changed, but the watch stayed ever present, left... right.... left..... right...... The polar bear forgot himself for a second... and then another... and then another... he wasn't sure what he was doing now... the person with the watch seemed to know. "No more thinking for yourself, you want to listen to me, it's as easy as giving in to my commands. If I say laugh, you laugh, if I say cry, you cry. It's so easy, you just forget yourself in my words, and listen. That's easy, isn't it?"

Polar bear nodded, he couldn't quite remember why he was fighting, the person across from him seemed to know what he should do. "Fight," a small voice said in his head. He almost recognized it... but the watch ticked left and right, the panda's voice was so loud, he just didn't want to fight right now... maybe later. The voice seemed to die out as he watched the watch, his body now fully slumped in his seat, two hours having passed since the time had started, honestly Charles had been a bit surprised at how long it had taken, but finally it looked to have worked. He lowered his hand, the polar bear not moving as he looked ahead, his expression blank as he was in trance.

"Bear, do you hear me?" Charles asked. For a moment the polar bear did nothing... and finally he nodded, his expression still blank. The panda grinned as he rubbed his paws together, his cock rock hard now. "Fantastic... we have some training to do, boy."

Apr 4:

The client, a millionaire dog, sat at his desk with a wide grin on his face as he leaned back in his chair, the sounds of slurping from under his desk with the occasional moan being heard. Charles stood across from him, the panda's grin never leaving his face as 022 stood at his side, the polar bear's musclebound body standing tall while wearing nothing but a thong, his cock standing at attention in its restraining garment. "Damn, you were not kidding, Charles. This one does have a good mouth, and I can only imagine that 022 there has a good one as well," the dog laughed.

"Indeed sir, as you specified I have had a lot of work done on these two. They're both very well trained, their bodies are completely toned, they're trained and programmed to exercise whenever you don't have them doing something. They're both trained in several sexual actions as well, ready to both receive and give as you see fit. Their bodies have also been given the requested pieces, they both have nipple piercings, and ear piercings as you can see. 022 also has a penis piercing as you asked. As long as you keep them fed, and some form of place for them to rest, they are perfectly fit for your use, sir," Charles explained. He also pulled down 022's thong to reveal his cock standing at attention along with a silver prince albert at the tip of his dick.

The dog was going to answer before he let out a moan and a howl of pleasure, his body going rigid for a moment as he came, a moment later he sighed as the sounds of slurping stopped. There was a gulp and finally 021 slipped out from underneath the desk, licking his muzzle off as he stood beside 022, the pair standing close and at attention as the dog panted in his afterglow. "Did you also say that I can rename them however I like?" he asked.

"Yes sir," Charles said.

The client smirked as he zipped up his pants and stood up, he whipped out his phone and pressed a few buttons before Charles' phone vibrated in his pocket. "The payment is sent, you may go now," the client said. Charles nodded before turning to walk out of the room, his role done as the client approached his two new slaves. "Such sexy bears... I can't wait to have fun with you... Biggs, and Wedge," he acknowledged 022, and 021 respectively. The dog then had a mischievous gleam in his eye as he walked back to his desk, his pants already tenting again as he sat back in his seat. "Why don't you handle one another? I always love a good show," their master said.

"Yes, master," Biggs and Wedge said in unison. They smiled at another as they slipped off their thongs, Biggs dropping to his knees and quickly getting to work at licking the other male's cock. The bear's crotch smelled of musk from times when they'd came in their thongs from training with Charles, his mouth working expertly at the cock as he'd been trained. Wedge started to let out small growls and moans of pleasure, the brown bear's cock being stroked in the right ways to elicit the most pleasure in his body.

The dog had already whipped his cock out again, masturbating at the sight of his toys enjoying one another as he likely imagined himself at home with them. Wedge gripped the back of Biggs' head, humping against the polar bear's strong muzzle as Biggs sucked him off, though they could keep this going for several hours as they'd been trained to, they knew that the dog likely wanted them to get off relatively fast to keep him entertained.

The brown bear soon let out a roar and his large cock exploded in Biggs' mouth, the cum filling up the white bear's mouth, some of it escaping as they unlatched, the white bear licking his mouth clean as he stood up, gesturing for Wedge to turn around as he grinned. "Oh god yes, fuck him in the ass!" the dog whined. Wedge bent over a bit to allow Biggs better access, and it didn't take long for Biggs to dig in as his cock was already covered in pre from sucking off his fellow slave. The polar bear started to hump into Wedge's rear, his movements at first were slow to allow the other male's ass to acclimate, though he knew that his fellow slave had taken far bigger, and soon they were having at it, the polar bear growling and rutting into the grizzly as he enjoying himself.

The pressure of the other male's ass on his cock felt extraordinary as he felt Wedge's anus press on his cock, his moans growing stronger as he smacked the other bear's ass, the pair soon letting out matching growls and grunts as they got into it. They were waiting though, Biggs and Wedge both knowing this was for their master, but thankfully the dog seemed pretty easily pleased as he was soon cumming, the air growing strong with the smell of the canine's musk as Biggs finally came inside of his partner, both bears moaning in ecstasy as they soon came down from their high. Biggs finally pulling out of Wedge, the pair kissing for a moment as they enjoyed one another before finally pulling up their thongs.

Their new master panted for a bit longer as he stretched out his body, his grin showing all they needed to know. "I'll be heading out of work early today to have fun with my new toys," he chuckled. They both grinned back, only aware that their new master would treat them well, and they would have free run with each other during their free time.