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I wake up with a small start, moving up and looking around my mostly bare room, shivering softly. With a sigh, I begin to get dressed in my work uniform as I go to the bathroom; a collared, buttoned shirt, tie and black trousers. My eyes focus on myself in the mirror, not looking anywhere close to my reflection's eyes. I'm tall, thin and have a pale complexion, barely filling out my small uniform. This doesn't last long and I shift away from the mirror, feeling an overlay of awkwardness fall over me.

The rest of my morning goes like every other; breakfast, shoes, out the door, head for the tram. My route takes about 5 minutes to get to the train, taking me past a number of anthro run stores. The flower store owned by a pair of raccoons, the corner shop owned by a wolf who always smiles at me when I passed him. I look down every time I pass the shop, feeling myself shrink before turning the corner to the tram station. Barely a minute's wait there and I'm on my way to work, my eyes half closed for the whole trip.

The office is like it's always been, tall, concrete and unbearable. I head in, clock in, and log in to to the computer system. I feel the hairs on my arms stand on edge every time I see one of my anthro colleagues over the dividers. My heart races slightly and I try and focus on my work, keep them out of my line of sight, but then I hear a deep, masculine voice from behind me.

"Anon?" Joe, my 8ft tall boar manager, asks.

I turn and gulp. "Y-y-yes s-sir?"

"Come to my office." He growls, his piercing eyes boring into me. I feel my face flush as he turns towards his office, I get up and follow him there.

On the way over, I see some of the other human workers. Most of them in low, more physical areas of the office. Like most humans on the planet. While anthros were the creations of humans, war and environmental degrade has killed most humans on the planet. With their more adaptive bodies and naturally occurring augmentations, it was bound they'd take more control of the earth. And they seemed to do a better job of it than us, taking old tech from the old labs and battlegrounds. While humans live in the lesser, dirtier, smoke filled areas of cities. Anthros live in the cleaner, higher tech, better parts city. And we can't do anything about it, they outnumber us ten to one.

The catalyst of this? We're their pets, like they would be to us, if we were in their position. Sex workers, heavy labours, status symbols. They're all human roles. Honestly most of the humans here are lucky, office work is usually anthro work. Here, we're outnumbered a hundred to one. And most of us are in subservient relations with colleagues, and not for faxing files. A wolf has morning wood? Grab the nearest human by the ears and go to town. A cow co-worker switched to the bottle with her calf and needs some 'relief'? Let a human go to town on her nipples.

I count my lucky stars I haven't had my an equine's cock play fiddle with my tonsils. Outside of a few handies and rimjobs, I've been left alone for the most part. This plays on my mind as I walk over to Joe's office, the door closing behind me. Joe was waiting behind the door and walks around me, his pink nose sniffing at me softly. Having his green eyes peirce into me makes me shrink, a strong, hooved paw running over my back.

"Mmm, very nice. But could be better..." Joe half says to himself. "I've always wanted to have a human pet."

"S-s-sir?" I say as I watch his body, which is a mixture of trained muscle and natural plump-ness, move around me. He takes a few more rounds around me, groping certain parts of my body; my bulge, my firm backside. Joe runs the paw over my cheek and I shrink further back, gulping and biting my lip.

"Hmmm, you wanna know something? The higher ups want to fire you, I'm finding it hard to justify you."

I gulp and stay silent, looking into his eyes.

"Unless... how about you become my pet?" His paw go to my crotch again, groping my package. "I get a pet and you keep your job, we both know humans are a rarity these days. Even awkward ones like you are a prize."

His eyes look at me with an almost predatory gaze, naturally dominating me as I continue to stay still. "S-sir, I-I..."

"Calm down Anon, I'd take good care of you. All you'd need to do is service me, make sure my balls don't stay full. You know, all that human stuff. I might even be able you off an hour early to get ready, if you're a very good boy." He whispers into my ear, his bare lips nibbling my skin.

Do I really have a choice? I need this job...

I nod.

"Good puppy."

"Sir-"

"Only call me that here, when we get to mine: I'm Alpha. Top dog."

"Yes s-Alpha..."

"Good boy, who owns these?" He asks, moving a paw and gripping my balls tightly.

With a whimper, I mime the words 'Y-you do, sir.'

"Good little human, why don't you kneel? I have a treat for you, make sure to close your eyes."

I have no choice, fear grips me as he releases me and I fall to my knees, my whole body shaking. Joe walks over to his desk and looks back at me, giving me a raised eyebrow, as if he was asking me if I really wanted to disobey him. My eyes closing instinctively, my whole world becoming my shaky breaths, the sound of hooves and the ringing of metal. He comes back to me and ties something thick around my neck; it's tight and made out of something leather-y.

"Good little pup, you like that don't you?" Joe asks, petting my cheek softly. "See? It's not so bad, why don't you take a look?"

I tentatively open my eyes and look down, but I can't see it. The confusion must be plain on my face, so Joe clips a leash, revealing that I have a thick, red, faux leather collar on my neck. My hands go to my neck and the boar instinctively grab my wrists and pull my arms away. Our eyes meet and he has a fire behind his, making me shrink in his grip.

"Puppy's don't touch their collars without permission, understand? Pup's always need permission."

"Y-yes s-s-A-Alpha..." I whimper, feeling tears form in my eyes.

"Good puppy, now, I need to punish you for it." Joe grabs the handle of the leash and pulls on it softly, bringing my onto all fours. "I think we need to go for a walk through the office."

Before I can even try to do anything, he opens his door and pulls on my leash, bringing me out of his office without giving me chance to get to my feet. I'm pulled through the office and a number of the anthro workers look down at me with a perverse sort of glee. My cheeks burn as everyone looks down at me, especially when Joe stops to talk with a wolf colleague. The wolf ignores me for what feels like an eternity, until he unzips his trousers and smirks.

His gaze lowers to me and his paw points to his underwear, raising an eyebrow. He's giving me an order... I don't have a choice. I move up and press my nose against his crotch, sniffing his scent with a shiver. The deep, thick, sweaty musk fills my nose and I half gag at it, pulling away until I feel a paw at the back of my head. He shoves me back against his crotch, smearing my nose and lips against the fabric.

"Good puppies love smells, don't you?" The wolf smirks down at me, keeping me against his warmth.

I don't respond, I can't think, all I can do is take in the wolf's musk.

"Yeah, he hasn't been broken in yet, so I'm hoping he gets a good taste of it." Joe chuckles.

"Tbat why he's still in clothes?"

"Yeah, I want him to beg to let others see his cock while on walkies."

"Mmm, don't think it'll take long." The wolf replies and reveals his bare sheath, pushing my face against it.

"Nah, one fuck session and he'll be whimpering to give me a rimjob all night."

I stay against the wolf's sheath, just sniffing his musk filled fur and focusing on nothing else.

"I think he's had enough," the wolf says, pulling me away. "There, you've been punished enough."

Joe pulls my leash away from the wolf as he zips back up, leaving me covered in wolf sweat and stinking of canine musk. He takes me through the rest of the office, making sure all of the workers, both human and anthro, see me. Some ignore me, others mock me, the more dominant ones have me suck on their balls and cocks, a few of the more 'motherly' female anthros hug me into their cleavage. It feels weird, outside of the ignoring and mocking, I've gotten more attention in one day than in ten years at this place. It is between the breasts of a cow HR worker, when Joe gives a little 'Hmph'.

"Enjoying yourself pup?" Joe asks, scrunching his nose up slightly.

"Y-yes s-s-sir..." I respond, rubbing my face against her large jugs.

"He's such a good pet, I think he needs a treat." The cow says, unbuttoning her shirt and revealing her breasts to me, her fingers softly squeezing a nipple. "Pick a side sweetie."

I slowly go to the other side, taking the nub into my mouth, sucking on it slowly and tenderly. The cow sighs softly, petting the back of my head. Joe lets me stay like this for a few moments before pulling on my leash. It yanks on my collar, but I stay at the cow's breast, moaning in a mix of pain from the yank, and pleasure from the nipple.

"Pup, come on!" Joe shouts, yanking me away and putting his foot against the back of my neck. He pushes me against the floor and growls, looking at the cow co-worker. "I'm sorry Jane, he needs to be trained better."

"Don't worry, maybe if he becomes better, then we can try again." She says, buttoning her shirt up.

Joe takes his foot off me and yanks me up, pulling my clothes off roughly, his mouth against my ear. "This was a treat, to show off for close colleagues. But now, for being a bad little puppy, you have to come home with me naked. Every time with we stop? Show off the goods and jerk off, got it?"

I nod shakily as my nakedness gets revealed to the office, my collar getting yanked on. Joe leads me through the office, all the eyes of my colleagues are on me. We leave the office and into the wide world, slowly making our way to his apartment. Just like in the office, every anthro we pass gives me a look, mostly focused on my backside and balls. When we stop at the tram system, a different stop than I got off at, Joe looks down at me expectingly.

I gulp, moving up off of my hands, and begin to jerk my semi-erect cock, in front of a few dogs and cats. Some watch me, and a couple lick their lips. They make me feel wanted... desired... With a blush of my cheeks, I jerk myself off harder, my hand tighter. A groan escapes my lips as I draw closer to the edge, getting closer... so close...

"Hey!" Joe yanks my collar and I'm brought out of my jerking off session. "No cumming, cool down for a little."

"Y-yes sir..." I respond, taking my hand off of myself.

A nearby cat takes the hand and sniffs it deeply, moaning out lustful-y. "Mmmm, so good... he's a good little puppy."

"He will be, he hasn't been broken in yet." Joe tells her, got even giving me a second look.

"Hmm, hopefully I'll see him again when he's trained better. Give the puppy a rough round, seems like he's a little rebel." She gives me a little look, licking my hand, tasting some of my pre-cum.

"Oh, I will, he won't walk for a week after I'm done with him."

We get onto the tram when it arrives, and I'm kept on a short leash. Non of the other people on tram does anything with me, leaving me to feel kinda bored and restless. I feel more submissive like this, knowing that this is where I'm supposed to be. As the journey continues, the tram fills up and I'm soon pressed up against a male wolf and horse, and a female mare. The mixtures of scents and aroused aromas, making me sniff all of them. The wolf has a spicy undertone, while the stallion has a deeper musk overtone, and the mare? Fuck does she smell good! She lets her folds free from their denim prison and I lick at them like a dog to water. I gulp down her juices as she grows wet, tasting her pure sweetness...

"Oh good puppy... lick my cunt!" She shouts, her hooves paws keeping my face pressed against her pussy. I work at her, pleasuring her with all I could muster, her feral like folds winking around my tongue and face. My teeth nibble at her clit and she snorts as I do so, looking down at me with a fire in her eyes. "Don't stop, I'm so close."

Her body trembles and shivers around me, her taste and scent becomes thicker against my face, making me moan out. After a few moments she pulls me back and squirts over my mouth and nose, her juices coating my skin. I pant as her scent sinks into me, a yank on my collar pulls me away from the fun, pulling me through the other people. My mind wheels from the experience as Joe walks me off the tram, setting off on the next leg of the journey. For the next half an hour, I'm walked, the smell of horse on my nose. I don't know to where or for how long, but Joe makes sure I'm tired by the time he takes me back to his house.

His house is in better condition than mine, like most anthros. A two story building; designed to look appealing and eye catching, rather than to fit as much into as little space possible. I'd never know what to do with all the space, but Joe fills the it with sparingly. Full enough to keep the house looking lived in, but not so much it's cluttered.

"Here we are," Joe says, unclipping my leash. I don't do much once I'm set off my leather confines. A small part of my mind tells me to run, to go home... to curl up in bed for an eternity. But as soon as I think of it, Joe comes to my ear, whispering softly. "You're my puppy now, understand? This collar, makes you mine."

I blush as his hooved paws come to my cheeks, taking small sniffs of the equine scent on my skin. "I-I-I'm... y-yours..."

"Yeah, you are. Now prove it."

I look into his eyes as he gets up, unzipping his trousers, revealing his erect cock and full balls. His musk hits me and overpowers the previous aroma in my nose. He grabs my head, yanks my mouth open and pushes me onto his length. My throat stretches around his cock, feeling his pre-cum leaking into my gullet. I slowly begin to work along his dick, gulping around him every time I feel his pre fill my cheeks.

"That's a good puppy, suck my cock." Joe moans, petting my head before gripping my hair. "Let's turn things up a little."

Joe begins thrusting into my mouth, starting off slow and almost tenderly, but soon becomes faster and rougher. I gag around his cock, my throat bulging every time his balls slap against my chin. Tears form in my eyes, pain radiating from my neck and mouth. The boar doesn't relent on his assault on my warmth, his deep breaths turn into primal grunts.

"Take it! Good puppy!" He says as I put my hands onto his thighs, trying to stop or slow his ramming hips. But he just keeps going, his cock throbbing against the back of my throat. The taste and smell has a deepness to it, like he has been aroused for ages, holding back to show me who I belong to. "Fuck! You looked as fucking sexy on the tram!"

I look up at him, moaning out as I try to respond.

"Licking that horse without permission! You dirty little slut! Stinking of fucking horse!"

Joe calling me this, makes me blush and my cock throbs lazily, in the middle of being turned on and pained from the throat bashing. But the boar doesn't care about my pleasure, only his own. I can see his balls pull up and I know he's about to cum, and a second later, I'm proven right. Gushes of cum shoot down my throat, the thick liquid being forced down my throat. I don't even attempt to gulp as Joe keeps the base of his cock against my lips.

"Take it... fuck yeah..." Joe moans as he empties his balls down my gullet, quickly filling my stomach. I pat his thighs to signal to pull away, but he doesn't do anything. Again, I pat, pulling against his hooved paws with no success.

'Let me go!' I think, feeling my lungs burn in need for air.

"No puppy, not yet, take my cum..."

I push with all my strength, but he keeps me in place. My vision begins to fade before he finally pulls me off spraying a stream of cum over my face. With a gasp and a series of coughs, I fall to all fours, drawing breath after deep breath. Joe looks down at me, panting just as heavy as me. He moves to my slightly plump backside, groping and stretching it, looking at my tight hole as its revealed to the world.

"Hmmm, look at you, it seems so tight. Why don't we change that?" He asks, licking his thick, boar lips.

"A-A-Alpha..." I stutter, gulping as his cock begins to throb again, growing hard once again.

"That's a good boy, I'm gonna make you shout it..."

With a start, he presses his face against my hole, licking my hole sloppily, his spit covers my hole. He moves his tongue into my hole, slithering up against my prostate before stopping, a whimper escaping my lips. Going through a range of motions, the boar rims my ass as deep as possible, my body trembling. I can't help but moan, to grow erect around his tongue.

Joe pulls away and wipes his mouth, moving over my back. "What do you want puppy?"

"I... I w-want you A-Alpha.* I respond, biting my lips while burying my face into the floor.

"Good boy."

And with that, he rams his cock into my ass uncaringly, filling half of his length into my depths. My body stretches around his dick, letting out a deep sigh with a smile down at me. I look into his eyes and he takes a moment to run his paw through my hair, giving me a small compliment about taking his shaft before continuing. His inner thighs soon slap against mine, my body now taking his whole length, for the first time that night.

During the next few hours, his speed doesn't slow down. By the strike of midnight; my eyes are rolled back in my sockets, my ass still in the air, and he's panting next to me on his side. My ass squirts a gush of his cum across the floor, painting the carpet in white liquid. His large paw slowly moves to my ass and slaps it softly.

"Bad... puppy..." Joe pants, falling back down.

"S-s-sorry... Alpha..." I respond with a groan, blushing at the lewd act.

He moves my ass down and spoons me, grinding his soft cock against my ass. "Mmm, fuck... you've got a good ass..."

"Thank y-you, A-Alpha..."

Joe grunts and nibbles on my ear, not going easy on the sensitive skin. I groan as he does so, trembling in his grip. "You're gonna stay here from now on. We'll get your stuff, and then I'll claim your ass again for the struggle."

"Y-yes A-Alpha."

"Good boy."

With this, he gets up with a grunt. Once he's on his feet, he hooks two fingers between my collar and my neck, and begins to drag me on the floor. I let out a groan as he brings me into his bedroom, dropped at the foot of a doggy bed with a small cover on it. He goes to his bed and lays one it with a sigh, closing his eyes. I take the hint and move onto the doggy bed, moving the cover over my body.

"Goodnight puppy," he says.

"Goodnight Alpha," I respond, looking up at him for a moment, wishing I was with him. Just for comfort after losing my virginity, in both sense of the word.

And as if he could read my mind, he spoke again. "Come on up boy..."

I look up at him for a moment in question.

"Dont make me say it again, your ass can't take another rough round." Joe growls.

I gulp softly before getting out of my bed, feeling cum drip down the cleft of my ass while I move on all fours. He opens the covers and I climb up onto the bed, laying next to him. His body moves up against mine as he covers me with his sheets, warming me up with his thick fur. My body trembles softly as I'm surrounded by the large male. My Alpha, my owner, the only man who I'm allowed to take orders from, and the only anthro who gets to decide if I am pleasured.