Collar of Freedom
By: Dog Treat & Deep Diver
(© 2008 by the Authors)
= Gone on a new
journey but never
forgotten!

Suddenly he felt an urge to lick the man who is drawing those patches all over his body. Erick wonders how long they will keep him separated form the other dogs.  He understands that a period quarantined from the rest would be a good cautious policy.

Chapter 2

Chippy was then taken to the vet for a complete check up. The club had its own vet who was very much in agreement with the policies and practices of the AKHD.

The room was filled with devices, exam table, just like a regular vet, straps to hold the dogs, drawings of dog anatomy on the walls, and human anatomy as well.  There were other drawings of the "new anatomy of the AKHD dogs" and all sorts of surgical tools, tattoo equipment, everything needed to make a complete transformations

Chippy didn't know if he should be worried or whether this would be a routine check up.  Well as he would soon find out, nothing would ever be routine here in this transformation facility, all would be very new and at times unexpected as he came rushing into a dog's world.

The Vet patted the table and said, "Up, boy up!"

It was strange, the humans never really spoke to him as if he could respond, it was always an order.   Chippy climbed up on the table feeling a bit nervous as well as the cold metal against his skin.

The vet past a nice smelling treat in front of his nose and Chippy understood that his obedience was being rewarded.  He saw the treat offered him, it had  a wonderful aroma, something he have never smelled before. Instinctively, he open his mouth and lapped it off of the friendly hand of the doctor, knowing it was a reward.

As he tasted it for the first time, the incredible the flavor and texture caused a wonderful sense of well-being and everything about the treat was goodness itself.  Chewing it he felt something like a tingle down into the depths of his being, a sort of warmth, a flash indicating that all was well.  The vet smiled and said, “he will learn to love those treats,”  he laughed,  “they all do.”

The doctor then looked into his eyes and almost blinded the man/dog with his pen flash light.  He then spread his lips to examen his teeth.

Chippy felt the Vet's fingers opening his lips, not worrying if it hurt or whether Erick liked it, he just did it as anyone else might do to his pet dog.

The doctor then indicated that Chippy should not be sitting on his examination table, but on all fours.

The vet marveled at how the men/dogs took to the treats with such gusto....and never caught on that they were constantly being altered chemically by it hidden contents.

The doctor then inserted what looked like a knitting needle, except it had a very large eye in one end and this he pushed into Chippy's rectum and took a sample of his feces.

Then a needle pierced his arm and a blood sample was taken. Again the vet did everything without asking, or telling Erick what was to happen, it was so different than going to a human doctor, but somehow He liked it, 'I don't have to make decisions  or worry about anything.' he thought.

The vet also checked this newest arrival to the training center for a hernia and then felt around his balls for any signs of a tumor.  This was followed by a prostate exam.

I felt his finger press deep into my hole, pushing hard, finding my prostate, as he does I jumped a bit, loving the feeling of  him hitting the "spot".

The vet laughed, “ I love that how they all react to this.”

Then vet put another treat up to my nose, the scent instantly filled my senses again and I opened my mouth, and after he gave me the treat I was in ecstasy again. 

Only the vet knows the chemical in these treats is going into my blood stream and breaking the synapses in the brain.

"I suppose we might as well take a semen sample and make sure he has no genetic faults in his line." the vet mumbled sort of to himself as if I were not a thinking person.  His assistant helped by tightening my leash holding me as I felt the vet's hands go around my cock, putting a tube on the end to collect the sample

Then vet grabbed Chippy's cock and worked on him until it became hard, while at the same time using he used a finger in the rectum to massage the man/dog's prostate.

Erick hadn't felt someone else touch his genitals in years.  The pleasure he was feeling now was over the top and it wasn't going to take him long to shoot his pent up wad.

Another treat into the mouth and I can't hold back, I pushed back against his fingers wanting it so bad, my cock was so hard it didn't take long; my hips thrusting, I cum into the tube, with a nice large load of hot cum.

I could felt his finger pressing deep inside me, the touch on my genitals was incredible, something I had longed for for years,  I pulsate and cum into the tube out of breath, my body moving, sweating and spasms reverberating throughout my skin rattling my bones and driving me wild with excitement.

Strangely the vet doesn't even care about my pleasure, he collected the sample and put it in the fridge, then goes back to checking my bones, feeling where he can cut, move, shape me so I will walk better on all fours, he examines my nose, my ears, pulling, testing to see how much skin he has to work with

He treated me so clinically, reinforcing me feelings as a non person.

Yes, then he took a long thin metal rod about 10 inches long with a sharp small blade on it, “open up pup,” he says.

I opened my mouth as instructed,  I felt the instrument go down deep into my throat.  I thought that I would gag, then I felt this burning as he cut my vocal chords on each side, removing any ability to ever speak again.

Again he inserted the rod down my gullet after putting a swab on the end and cleans my throat of blood and tissue.

I couldn't believe that he just cut them without giving me any warning or anesthetic.  I wanted to scream out, but I feared that this would count against me.

At first it was so scary to know that this had happened but he pet my head and gave me another treat which helped calm me down again.  It seemed to have an anesthetic effect like some cough drops.

'These treats are amazing,' I thought,  'so good.'

It reminded me of my mother trying to push food on me whenever I would be really upset about something, as if eating were going to take care of anything.  But if the truth be told, these treats were having a calming effect on me, yes, an amazing effect

After he was done the door opened and a handsome strong attendant

came in  leading another man/dog who must have been more advanced then myself.  My attendant and his pulled our leases so that we could sniff each others' ass holes.  Apparently, this was the only way that we were supposed to recognize one another.

Wit my face up to this dogs ass, the scent was so strong, but I kind of enjoyed it, and found the smell unique.  Well unique for me since it was the first time in my life that I ever really put my nose up into a guy's crack with the intention of actually sniffing him!

I looked at this dog's legs fixed just right he walked so easily on all fours, his balls between swinging between his legs.  I could see his cock in a sheath on his belly like a real dog, he was amazing, and I was attracted to him so strongly.

Then there was a jerk on my collar, and my head pulled away.  They pulled us apart and I was taken to another room where apparently I was to be judged.

'Perhaps to decide what type of dog I would made into?' I thought.

I could now see why there was no turning back.  I couldn't even express what kind of dog I wanted to be, but I guess no dog ever gets to pick his breed, so why should I be any different?  They would probably decide this based on my build and temperament.

I was no longer able to speak, I could feel my mind changing. Humans no longer looked at me as one of them, I had no choices, I was their property, to do with as they pleased, but deep inside it felt right, it felt good and as it should be.

I was led in to the room which had a viewing stand in the center, I was led up onto it and the vet gave his report of my physical condition, noting my easy sexual manipulation and willing attitude as a dog.

Told to "stay" my head was positioned just right, my legs pulled back a bit, posed for all to see.  Once in the correct position,  "good boy" is said and another treat was put up to my nose, and then into my mouth.

The words “good boy” send this chill into me, like I have done something right, it felt so good.

There was a committee of experts on dog breeds present.  They looked him over carefully, studying his lines and reading reports on his observed behaviors

The vet said,  “he responds very well to the "treats", they all smile

knowingly.

After they observed and considered Erick's file, they discussed their recommendations until they arrived at a consensus.  Everyone' opinion was heard, except that of Chippy.

Erick heard some of the judges suggest that he be neutered in order to calm him, but most of the others were against this saying that he would just wind up sleeping all day.

The vet said that sometimes it works the opposite way, and makes them more compliant for showing.

If ever Erick wanted to say something it was now, but it was too late for any interjection or opinion of his, his ideas and opinions were irrelevant.

So he cupped his balls with his hands and just shook his head from side to side.  But his resulted in a very quick and hard slap across his buttocks. He heard the trainer say, “Bad boy!  BAD!” and those words shattered his sense of worth and well being.

I felt the sting as the hand hit me so hard, knowing maybe that I would cause the neutering now, my heart was racing in my chest, what a stupid thing I did.

And as if that weren't sufficient already, I got zapped with an electrical charge through the collar that was around my neck.

I felt it jolt right at my neck sending a shock up into my brain, I almost collapsed from the sudden pain and head spasms. 

Erick quickly responded by resuming the correct display position used in man/dog shows.  The handler positioned his head again just right, eyes forward chin up.  No one cared that pain was inflicted on Chippy, he was a dog and needed to learn and the sooner the better.

"You see, that is just the kind of behavior that you can expect from a non neutered canine.  “If it were up to me, his balls would be snipped off before the vet leaves at 4 p. m." Said a very dominant ex-president and actual secretary of the Club.

Her husband swallowed deeply as he listened to her and wondered if she were casting an indirect message to him for his indiscretions.

The rest of them agreed with the ex president that this behavior could not be tolerated.  Someone suggested that perhaps removing only one ball would be the way to go for a new arrival.

“Its all or nothing,” the vet piped in.

"Why before you know it, he will be trying to hump someone's leg," said another society lady.

They all agreed it should be done, it would help him to fill out, and he would then make a perfect breeder.  Actually, all this was said for Erick's benefit, so as to make their point.

Erick had no doubt to how serious was his situation.

“We can use him to let the aggressive dogs get out their sexual frustration with him,” said one member of the committee.

And when he was at the point of passing out, they came full circle and decided to wait for the genetic reports.

Then the president said, “lets see if he is a good breeder. Bring in Rex, the mastiff.”

The vet gave me about 4 treats in quick succession, to calm me down.

They lead Chippy to a penned in area and closed the gate, he waited nervously at the side of the pen.

An attendant brings Rex into the room, he is a large dog, who obviously completed his transformation, his eyes like steel, his body firm, a shiny black nose and upright ears, large paws with claws.  They all admire him, they have created the alpha dog.

Chippy had mixed feelings.  He was very open to having some real sex, but this might wind up  being his last time.

They led Rex to the door of the pen, his eyes go to Chippy in the pen and his breathing increases, he pushes to get into the pen.

The attendant attempted to hold him back, having a hard time the dog was so strong.

I could smell him from five feet away his scent so strong so male and so macho or was it that my sense of smell was improving?  My heart was pounding in my chest not sure what this dog will do to me, his eyes locked on me, with a look of pure male lust.

As he approached, he moved toward my ass and took a long and deep whiff.  This pleased the onlookers immensely.

I could feel his warm breath as he takes in my scent and then moves around in front of me giving me the chance to get his full anal scent.

I put my nose up close to his ass cheeks and get the strong smell of his musk.

My trainer pulled down on my lease indicating that I was to offer my butt to this fine specimen.  I hoped that this would prove my docility and moved my head close to the floor offering myself in sacrifice.

Chippy watched as the large dog circles him slowly.  The trainer leaves the pen knowing if he gets in Rex's way he may be next.

The larger dog moved himself into position and  mounted Chippy quickly.

I felt his body on mine, his legs wrap around my waist, his mouth at my neck breathing hot warm against me.  The sensation was pure magic.  Then i felt  his cock head against my hole, it seemed like the size of a grapefruit

His dick moved forcefully inside my ass hole and he begins to plunder my puppy butt.  I heard him growl as he entered me, and pressed his teeth against my soft neck to keep me in place.

The committee could see that they had motivated Chippy well and he was doing fine accepting the alpha dog that was now pumping his penis deep into his tight rose bud.

Rex was pumping using every muscle to get his cock fully into Chippy's love rarely used canal, his huge cock filling him, he pumped hard growling into Chippy's ear.  Chippy knew not to resist him in any way.

At this point,  it was hard to tell the committee members apart from the readers since they were all rubbing their genitalia as they observed this scene unfold.

Chippy had no idea he was sealing his fate as a breeder giving himself to Rex so submissively well.

Rex's cock felt like a NASA rocket blasting off inside little Chippy's launching pad...

Then with a loud grunt Rex cums into the smaller dog. They both raced through the final countdown and the number zero echoed into their ears as they heard the sounds of blast off in decibels not perceived by human ears.

Erick's testicles emptied themselves for the second time that day, after years of solitary pleasure, but now the fate of his balls was in the hands of the committee.

Would they grant him a reprieve, or would he be sent to the surgeon?

To be continued...

Posted: 03/21/08