Becoming a Good Boy

Sometimes jobs go wrong. I wasn't mad at my crew for that. I was mad at myself for getting caught, hauled paw over foot into the back of a cop car in a muzzle and cuffs. Now I waited in a small, dingy interview room, cuffs still on and looped into the...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part Six

Spending the whole day wearing an outfit on the year anniversary of receiving it wasn't a common practice. For so many people, once they had an outfit; be it a suit, shorts and a shirt, a dress, or whatever have you, the piece was worn and if it was...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part Three

Getting used to a new body was full of challenges that were unique to the act itself, but for Anthony, that just wasn't good enough. After his first week with the new bodysuit, he was beginning to feel comfortable in it for long tracts of time, so...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part Four

Anthony always believed that he would adjust quickly to being a canine, if he ever had the chance to become one. It simply wasn't a realistic possibility, but he was getting to live out the next best thing, and with every day that passed, his mood...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part Five

There were plenty of **worse** ways to wake up than having something thrown at your face, but until Anthony knew what had landed on his still-sleeping body, he found it to be quite the rude awakening. Blinking his eyes open proved difficult with...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part One

Anthony was just as much of a victim to the doldrums of winter as anybody else. The glow of a smartphone illuminated his face and left shadows under the bones of his cheeks as he held it up, the rest of his body sprawled out over the couch. Soft...

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Becoming a Good Boy, Part Two

The solitude of a pathway in winter was one of the things Jason appreciated most about it, but now that he was able to take Anthony on a run with him, he was starting to rethink that concept just a little bit. "I can't believe how well you kept up,"...

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Becoming the Good Boy You Were Always Meant To Be

Max was a punk wolf through and through. He spent his days smoking weed, drinking, and getting into fights every chance he got. He didn't care about anything or anyone, and he certainly didn't care about the law. To him, rules were meant to be broken,...

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Glorified fanfiction of Error Sans x Blueberry

\*story ends\* at this point it is safe to assume error becomes a "good guy" after some help from blueberry aka underswap sans.

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Hypnovember Day 10: Gentle

Just becoming a good boy with each moment." the bull eventually got to a point where the finger wasn't needed anymore. the panther took it back, putting it under check's chin and pushing his snout closed. "good boy. get hard."

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Family Ties

Little fill-in (hehe) before the next chapter of our hero angelo's journey to becoming a good boy! "fuck, pet...you get tighter and tighter. definitely a good idea with those flutterkicks..." slap! "uuhh...thank youuu m..master..!"

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Duality

Was it still just a role he loved to play, or was he really becoming a 'good boy'? the other fox slowly encircled him. the other male also always walked bare foot, but his reason were usually different than makev's.

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