Doggy style

As the master opened the kennels, he almost got run over by the barking girls. With their strong tongues half out of their mouths, and with wild wagging tails, they circled around his legs as he went to the two newest additions, Coco and Bubbles.

Coco was one of the furries. The master let his fingers run through her white fluffy pelt, the new treatment had kept it soft and clean. Just like he wanted. He inspected her pawns, tail and ears. Nothing seemed to be wrong. He told her to roll over, and started rubbing her belly. Coco clearly enjoyed it when he stimulated the eight of her nipples. This one was ready for breeding. He put a blue collar on her neck and pushed her away.

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Bubbles was already waiting for her turn to be inspected, wildly wagging her tail while she clearly tried not to jump up at him. This one had much more energy, and it had been tough to teach her happy obedience without having to rely on brain modifications. He let the girl roll on her back, and started his inspection. Bubbles was the first of a new doggy style he had invented. She was furless, except for the fluffy ears, the tail and the curly hair on her head. He had also given her a strong doggy tongue, but after inspecting it, he saw the girl still couldn't close her mouth properly. A beginners mistake.

The master made a mental note to correct it tomorrow. He could cut away some flesh from the palate, but that would mean Bubbles wouldn't be able to breath through her nose anymore. Previous experiments had shown that the procedure would delay the happy obedience training with a week or two. It was a big setback in building trust, and it took some time to get back the positive energy he needed his doggies to posses.

'I guess it can't be helped. Now stay still. Stay still, Bubbles.'

He let his hands go further over her naked skin. Firm and soft, but the hairless body was still something he had to get used to. Maybe he had spent too much time working on his furry cows the last few days, because Bubbles new pitchback skin had turned out really well. He had improved upon his fathers methode of inking, and had altered the whole pigmentation of her natural skin cells. His animals looked very natural. He liked it when it almost seemed like his farmgirls had been born the way he modded them.

The master checked Bubbles limbs. They had been amputated at the knees and elbows to **** her down when she was still resisting her new lifestyle. Like with all dogs, the amputation had broken her spirit, and made her ready for happy training. The stumps had healed well, and the way she moved showed no sign of discomfort. The little implanted pillows on the ends had been a good idea. They allowed the pup to run and jump without pain, almost as easy as the other doggy-girls. Yes, the master was really happy with this new addition.. Maybe a reward would be good for her positive behaviour.

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Sidenote

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