Jenny wasn't the nicest girl. For a poodle raised to be prim, proper, and pure, Jenny was a rich, spoiled, bratty menace, who's CEO father gave her everything she wanted on a silver platter just for pretending to be sad she didn't catch the latest trend or have anyone begging her to be a runway model.
That's why she deserves what's happened to her.
For the last three months Jenny stepped foot into the darker side of the rich mans world just for the thrill of it. In her country houses basement, Jenny proudly hosted private underground DOMESTICATED streams online with her friends as the actresses and herself as director, making sure the crew of furboys she hired got all the right angles. At home her laptop was full of private messages, storing life ruining information between her and whatever rich man would pay to see her body, in attempt after attempt to feel mature.
Money changed accounts. Loose lips changed lives.
Apparently she had badmouthed some old-money russian Borzoi heir, and he didn't take kindly to a bitch who had one generation of wealth behind her acting high and mighty. That's where it all started.
In two days, Jenny went from high and mighty to blackbagged and flown out to New England, and by day three, after getting the first good rest in a long time, she awoke, nude, in a white room.
"Wh-what the fuck is going on?" she asked, her high pitched voice shaking with fear. "Please just, my dad's rich, he'll pay anything you want jus-" Jenny felt something touching, pricking her neck, and moved her hand quickly to feel it out. A collar made of steel, clasped around her neck, with just enough space left for her to breath just enough air to stay awake, if not sane. Jenny was halfway ready for a panic attack when she realized something further. The pricking feeling wasn't from the side of the collar where the lock was-because there wasn't a lock. The collar seemed to function entirely based on electronics, there were a series of lights on her right side, red, green, pink, and yellow. On the left, there weren't lights at all. On her left side Jenny felt two small prongs, just on top of her arteries. Needles.
She teared up, half out of sinking realization, and half out of disbelief.
"I...I..."
An intercom system played overhead, and a voice she recognized as human was heard.
"If my file is correct, your name is Jennifer Voltair. Nineteen years of age, net worth, three billion. I'm also told you prefer Jenny, so...Jenny. You are now in the Puppygirl Recovery Center. An enemy of yours found it fairly ironic to send you to an anthro training program since you enjoyed having your girlfriends broken in by "humies" so much...consider this day one."
DAY ONE
Jenny teared up as sat on the mattress, whirling in confusion, fear, and hatred. "F-" her heart skipped a beat. "Fuck you" she mumbled. "I'm not DOING THIS! L-LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW AND I PROMISE I WON'T GET TH-THE POLI-"
"Bad girl" said the intercom. The collars yellow light turned on, and Jenny felt 10 amps of electricity buzz into her for the first time in her entire life from the needles near her arteries. She yelped and grabbed the collar to try and pull it off, but it stopped as soon as she moved. Fear was all she felt now. Fear, and hunger. "I'm sorry! I-I-do, do you want money? My dad is rich, and, and you can have allofmystuffjust...."
She cried openly now. "juslemmegohome..."
The door opened, and her heart froze. Another girl was there, and she was an anthro, just like her! She was a doe, nude save for the collar and white panties she wore. In the girls hands she held two dog bowls, balanced perfectly. One held a mix of what smelled like beef, carrots, and...kibble...and the other was a smell that made her snout curdle. Cum. Human cum....
Enough to fill a water bowl.
She didn't believe it, no, no way! No fucking way!
"My name is Leslie," the doe started "and I'm about to graduate soon. I'm very well trained, but my final exam is showing I can educate other girls into being nice and collared too." With that, she knelt down and set the two bowls next to the door, before standing back up.
Jenny didn't respond at first, too stunned to speak. How was this possible? Humans were hot, sure, anyone could tell you that, but this...this is...
"You have to help me out of here, girl PLEASE!" Jennifer got up out of the bed and onto her knees, for the first time since she had been a child. "Pleasepleaseplease, th-these kinds of places are for like, poor people! I can, I can tell you where plenty of my girlfriends go to hangout! You can get TONS of girls just, just let me go back home!"
She crawled forward and hugged the does leg, her breathing rapid, her body shivering. Jenny didn't like having to sell out her friends, at least two of them actually liked her, but she could always get more! That's what these people wanted too, right?
Leslie cheerily said "You should eat. The first meal is the one with the least kibble. Here, let me help." Jennifers mouth went dry as the doegirl knelt back down and scooped up a bit of the feed mix with a hand, and slowly brought it to the newly enslaved girls mouth. "N-no..." Jenny murmured. This wasn't beef stew, or steak, or anything, anything that a person would eat at all! She's-
Leslie grabbed Jennifer by the back of the head with her free hand and moved her face forwards.
She's so hungry.
"I can't..." Jennifer said through her tears.
"I can't eat that."
Leslie sighed, the same way Jenny's nannies did. A know-better-than-you, parental, sigh.
"I said the same thing, you know? But you get used to it! Then...you kinda start to like it. Then, you earn real meals. Come on-" Leslie moved her hand to Jennifers nose and wafted it around, and hunger took control over apprehension. Jenny opened her mouth and ate out of Leslie's hand as she cried, stifling herself bit by bit. After a second handful, Leslies other hand pushed Jennifers head further, guiding her down to the bowl filled with cum. The smell-oh god, Jennifer tried to back away, but Leslie held with both hands now. The doe was surprisingly strong with her arms, no matter how much Jenny cried and begged, Leslie held her still, forcing her to look down at the bowl, until Leslie yelled "They'll shock me if I don't! Okay?! I-I just want to be a good girl and-and graduate and leave! I'm...I'm sorry! Just fucking drink it!"
Jennifer stopped, and Leslie took the opportunity to push the poodles nose all the way down in front of the bowl. "I don't get to leave until it's empty...." Leslie mumbled. Jenny's bottom lip quivered.
She put her mouth to it, and drank. Salty and sweet at the same time, smooth, and heavy. She drank.
One long, slick sounding gulp was all Leslie heard as she relieved the tension on Jenny's arm, and to make sure all was well, she asked the question her own educator has asked her.
"It was...good...right?"
Jennifer shook her head.
"I lied too...the first time..."
Jennys chest heaved, but she only held her face in her hands instead.
"Please...please let me go...."
All Leslie did was hug her.
DAY THREE
Jennifer awoke when Leslie opened the door, hands behind her back.
"Hey girl..." Leslie mumbled. "M...morning" Jenny replied. "Am...am I doing good?"
Leslie nodded. "Better than I was! They didn't take me to step two until a week, but, after you asked for a second bowl they said they were really happy!" Leslie's smile was genuine. She was happy for both herself, at training Jennifer, and for Jennifers own sake at being integrated so quickly.
"I...I guess making them happy is the best thing, right?" Jenny said out loud, knowing the answer. "So what's...step two?"
"Sex!" Leslie cheerily replied.
Oh God. "I-I'm a virgin though! I'm worth more, like, pure and stuff right?! When I graduate?"
"No...sorry girl, but...they want you to be more than ready when you're out in the big ol world...in a humans house."
Jenny swallowed. Hard. She'd done coke before, gave a handjob to a furboy who came too quick-and resolved that her first time would be with a human, but every time she saw a human fuck she was... scared. Their smell was so...so...
That's what was behind Leslie's back.
A human smell.
The does eyes narrowed, she immediately realized Jenny knew what was there. "Do it." She said out loud.
"Do wha-" Leslie started, before the collars needle pierced her neck and injected something. The pink light turned on as her body felt flush immediately, an invasive warmth scouring her body from mouth to cunt. "A-ah-ha?" She blurrily said, unable to fully understand what just happened. Her friend Leslie approached and showed a rag that she was hiding behind her back. It smelled....good...
"Girlfriend, you HAVE to smell this or else you'll stop feeling good! Okay?"
"Ah...uh-huh..."
Jennifer leaned forward and put her nose to the rag, sniffing hard. Shocks went through her body, not from an electrical needle, but from arousal and pleasure. She'd never been more awake than in this half asleep state. This came from a humans balls, she knew this smell. It was, it was sex, passionate and intense, it was amazing!
Leslie took the rag away, and Jenny whined.
"Wh?", but she was silenced by Leslies finger to her lip. The doe cheerily explained, "Now, a human is going to come in and do that to you times a hundred."
No way.
No way no way no way! No way!
"Are you ready?"
"YEAH!!"
Leslies eyes were full of pride, and Jennifer saw a human turn the doorway.
She spread her legs automatically.
DAY TWELVE
Jennifer ate from her dog bowl, diligently, the kibble and cum mixing in an uncomfortable way, but she carefully chewed and swallowed, before washing it down with a bit of water from her second bowl. She couldn't believe how happy she would be just for water, but she had to be grateful! Everything given could be taken away, just like that. She was staying to schedule now, after being told there was one. In the morning, she went to Leslies room across the hall from her, for testing. Jennifer pleasured human after human with her mouth and body as Leslie made sure she did it right, being punished with shock after shock for failure. After the staff had their morning orgasm, Jenny was allowed an hour of free time that she used to stretch and prepare for everything else, and honestly it was gone too quickly. During the training day she cooked, cleaned, balanced plates, and took her shocks for any failures. Lunch was worked out of the staff with her mouth, and eaten in silence in her room. After that, she was usually allowed upstairs into a garden area for fresh air, while under the effects of the aphrodisiacs. Her and Leslie held hands when they were there.
Dinner was given as gifts by the human staff who liked her, and by now she usually got one or two small things to make her rest easily. Today she had dropped a plate she was balancing-so only a single glass of warm piss was in front of her door.
Jennifer was grateful there was anything at all.
Leslie was inside Jenny's room before Jenny was, which confused her, and the sad look on her face said everything. "J.... I'm.... graduating soon! I'm gonna be sold to a human..." Leslie tried to be cheery.
"O...oh...but, will-"
"No...you won't know who, and...this is probably our last night seeing eachother."
"..." Leslie looked down.
"When my instructor told me that, I broke down crying! Heh...you're a tough ol bitch aren't you? Cheer up though, because guess what?"
Leslie couldn't guess.
"Out last night together is an orgy. Starting..."
The lights flashed pink on both their collars.
DAY 14
Jenny opened the door, and walked into the new girls room. It was one of the friends she had asked to sell out, what felt like...what was, a lifetime ago.
"Jenny?!" she cried out, "Oh my God, we've been looking everywhere, what did they do to you?!"
Jennifer breathed deep, and slowly put down her two bowls.
-End