(Story cowritten by Loupy and me)
Loupy stared at Giant Snow, blushing as the giant plushie changed his diaper after yet another enema. The wolf couldn't take the humiliation much longer. He wanted to hide his face or close his eyes, but the plushie insisted he watch. If he didn't he would get spanking as well, not that he could cover his eyes anyway. His straightjacket was quite secure, and the princess had learned closing his eyes would be noticed by the plush's plastic eyes. It seemed none of the animated plushies cared about what he was thinking or feeling, only that he was fully trained for whatever future they had planned for him. He had gotten used to the routine of spending most of his time in only a straightjacket and a diaper, and sleeping the days away, except for the brief periods of activity for his "development" or biological needs.
The canine had gotten used to being called Princess, as that was how he was called most often. Usually either preceding his name, Loupy, or alone. He wondered if in time he would get used to being a girl ... maybe even forgetting he was ever male? He huffed through his pacigag at the thought, determined to prevent it.
"Princess ..." said the huge plush coming to her crib. "Today is a special day ... I know you have been loving your special toys, but it’s time to advance your level of play".
That got the canine's attention, as his butt-plug and magic wand, which Giant Snow called the Royal Buzzy Stick, had been his only sources of pleasure since his kidnapping. Not that the plush ever allowed his pleasure to get to the results he wanted, no it was only enough to leave him teased and more needy than ever.
"The council has hired another toy to provide you some training. You seem to be enjoying your special toys more than expected, they will make excellent training aids for us to increase our control over you".
"What do you mean?" Loupy tried to say, the pacigag turning his words to baby babble.
The plush either didn't understand or just ignored the question. Instead of answering it carried him in his arms like he was a real baby, to a room he had never seen before. It was full of restraints and weird equipment, but the prominent feature was the one that confused the wolf most - a feline sculpture of lioness coated entirely in solid white latex, except for a pink hood like head. It looked big enough to weigh over 100 kilograms. That is he thought it was a sculpture until it spoke, even with its unmoving mouth. This was indeed a special kind of toy.
"So this is Princess is it? I am Civ. I have been well paid to make you receptive to your... it didn't give me a name... "Daddy"?. And we will start by making you even more addicted to ... what did the plush call it 'Mr. Pluggy?" the creature said with a smirk, noticing the wolf reacted to the name for the toy.
Loupy started to squirms and wriggle, afraid of what that could mean. But soon enough he was taken to a huge tank by the plush, the kind used to store compressed gases, and strapped to it.
The animated feline grabbed the wolfs pacigaged muzzle and pushed a gas-mask over it, strapping it on nice and snug. It turned a valve on the tank and whiffs of a weird scent hit him ... What was it ... cotton? Nylon? It was strange yet familiar, and a little alluring ...
"This is the scent of your Daddy, with a little extra additive to make it addictive ... You'll get imprinted to this scent, it'll make you feel happier whenever you smell it ... You will desire to be near it, and obey its source ... your owner" said the feline before positioning Loupy so his nose was against the tank, then placed a coin between the two. "If the coin falls you'll get a spanking you will remember, in addition to your daily maintenance ones. Same if the plush falls".
The "Princess" suddenly realised that the small pizzly plush had somehow found its way over his head. At least just staying in this position wouldn't be too complicated ... if he held still he was sure he could keep both from falling.
The hopes of this being easy were dashed as he felt his plug being removed, and a strap-on to force it's way in. "You have a lot of training to do today Princess. You must learn to be able to concentrate on your Daddy's orders even when distracted. And as you learn that I'll be training this tight tailhole to be capable of him. My goal is to make sure you can take Mr Pluggy's bigger brothers, lets aim for two sizes bigger by the time I'm done with you today. No doubt you will get many extra spankings before the day is done". He looked up at the small plush, the look in its toy eyes seemed to silently tell Civ "give me a signal and I'll make sure I fall".
"Don't worry, we will stop occasionally to feed and change you, but otherwise your training will continue until your bedtime. It's going to be a long day ... or days. But when we're finished ..." it pushed the strap-on in " ... you'll beg for your Daddy's attention like a proper Puppy Princess".
Art by
401
Loupy belongs to
loupylupine
Loupy stared at Giant Snow, blushing as the giant plushie changed his diaper after yet another enema. The wolf couldn't take the humiliation much longer. He wanted to hide his face or close his eyes, but the plushie insisted he watch. If he didn't he would get spanking as well, not that he could cover his eyes anyway. His straightjacket was quite secure, and the princess had learned closing his eyes would be noticed by the plush's plastic eyes. It seemed none of the animated plushies cared about what he was thinking or feeling, only that he was fully trained for whatever future they had planned for him. He had gotten used to the routine of spending most of his time in only a straightjacket and a diaper, and sleeping the days away, except for the brief periods of activity for his "development" or biological needs.
The canine had gotten used to being called Princess, as that was how he was called most often. Usually either preceding his name, Loupy, or alone. He wondered if in time he would get used to being a girl ... maybe even forgetting he was ever male? He huffed through his pacigag at the thought, determined to prevent it.
"Princess ..." said the huge plush coming to her crib. "Today is a special day ... I know you have been loving your special toys, but it’s time to advance your level of play".
That got the canine's attention, as his butt-plug and magic wand, which Giant Snow called the Royal Buzzy Stick, had been his only sources of pleasure since his kidnapping. Not that the plush ever allowed his pleasure to get to the results he wanted, no it was only enough to leave him teased and more needy than ever.
"The council has hired another toy to provide you some training. You seem to be enjoying your special toys more than expected, they will make excellent training aids for us to increase our control over you".
"What do you mean?" Loupy tried to say, the pacigag turning his words to baby babble.
The plush either didn't understand or just ignored the question. Instead of answering it carried him in his arms like he was a real baby, to a room he had never seen before. It was full of restraints and weird equipment, but the prominent feature was the one that confused the wolf most - a feline sculpture of lioness coated entirely in solid white latex, except for a pink hood like head. It looked big enough to weigh over 100 kilograms. That is he thought it was a sculpture until it spoke, even with its unmoving mouth. This was indeed a special kind of toy.
"So this is Princess is it? I am Civ. I have been well paid to make you receptive to your... it didn't give me a name... "Daddy"?. And we will start by making you even more addicted to ... what did the plush call it 'Mr. Pluggy?" the creature said with a smirk, noticing the wolf reacted to the name for the toy.
Loupy started to squirms and wriggle, afraid of what that could mean. But soon enough he was taken to a huge tank by the plush, the kind used to store compressed gases, and strapped to it.
The animated feline grabbed the wolfs pacigaged muzzle and pushed a gas-mask over it, strapping it on nice and snug. It turned a valve on the tank and whiffs of a weird scent hit him ... What was it ... cotton? Nylon? It was strange yet familiar, and a little alluring ...
"This is the scent of your Daddy, with a little extra additive to make it addictive ... You'll get imprinted to this scent, it'll make you feel happier whenever you smell it ... You will desire to be near it, and obey its source ... your owner" said the feline before positioning Loupy so his nose was against the tank, then placed a coin between the two. "If the coin falls you'll get a spanking you will remember, in addition to your daily maintenance ones. Same if the plush falls".
The "Princess" suddenly realised that the small pizzly plush had somehow found its way over his head. At least just staying in this position wouldn't be too complicated ... if he held still he was sure he could keep both from falling.
The hopes of this being easy were dashed as he felt his plug being removed, and a strap-on to force it's way in. "You have a lot of training to do today Princess. You must learn to be able to concentrate on your Daddy's orders even when distracted. And as you learn that I'll be training this tight tailhole to be capable of him. My goal is to make sure you can take Mr Pluggy's bigger brothers, lets aim for two sizes bigger by the time I'm done with you today. No doubt you will get many extra spankings before the day is done". He looked up at the small plush, the look in its toy eyes seemed to silently tell Civ "give me a signal and I'll make sure I fall".
"Don't worry, we will stop occasionally to feed and change you, but otherwise your training will continue until your bedtime. It's going to be a long day ... or days. But when we're finished ..." it pushed the strap-on in " ... you'll beg for your Daddy's attention like a proper Puppy Princess".
Art by
401Loupy belongs to
loupylupine
Category Artwork (Digital) / ABDL
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