Ending #2: A Police Officer and A Hound

Bella looked at the mirror and saw her reflection. She let out a sigh when she looked at her reflection. Her long golden blonde hair was now styled in a symmetrical bob cut. Her right eye had a silver metallic pupil with a red dot, making a striking contrast compared to her left blue eyes. The cybernetic right eye was a camera eye that connected to the police’s database. It had a neat feature like facial recognition and record tracking. But not all the changes on her body were neat and practical. Her hand was changed into a mechanical prosthetic by her master. Unlike the normal hand with fingers, her hand was replaced with something else. In the place of her right hand was a metal baton stick after her wrist, and her left hand was a pincer which was actually an opened handcuff. The one who won her was an officer representative of Y city police precinct. She had been hired as a female officer. Though it looked like being a female officer was one of the good occupations for a woman, not as good being a secretary because of their duty, and the risk that came from it. Unlike their male counterparts, a female officer wasn’t permitted to hold any weapon. The baton which is a replacement for her hand was the only exception. It took time to get used to having no finger to hold things. But she could protest and had to learn to live with it. Actually, these hands also weren’t her permanent hand. Some prosthetics were interchangeable, her prosthetic was one. Her hands could be replaced with a more normal kind of hand, but she could not just change them because she wanted to. A female officer position was the lowest in the department, aside from the ‘Hound’. Ironically, the highest position in the police department, the police chief, would always be filled with a female. Not because she was competent, but because like any other female, she was easily controlled. The police chief was basically just the department mascot and scapegoat if things went wrong.

To replace her hand with a more normal one, Bella needed to get approval from a male cop through a formal request that she needed to file after her duty. These handcuff pincers and baton stick hands were the hand they needed to use when female officers were on their patrol duty. If she got lucky, her request would be approved in a day, if not, it could be a week before her request got approved. She would be stuck with the pincer and baton hand while waiting for her request to be approved. To get hers approved faster, she usually would try to serve as many as male officers with her body. But the police department was one of the places that was more strict regarding the rule. Police officers were expected to set an example and uphold the law. One rule was no sex on the work hours for officers, except with those that got stress reliever duty. Unfortunately, Bella wasn’t one on that duty today, which meant she needed to try her luck afterwork. And those male officers weren't without slaves of their own. And this still not counting other female officers in the same situation as her. Her competition to get a man’s attention would be numerous. Fewer men she fuck mean her chance to get her request for hand replacement quicker would be lower. Maybe it was how the man gamed the system, to keep a female like her always eager and kept them in place. A female officer didn’t get her memory erased or personality-wiped. Of course, they were entirely their old selves, a female officer underwent obedience and patriotic programs. The patriotic program made it very hard for her to think bad of the country or the government, it made her an ardent nationalist who would support the government without question asked if she was ordered to. Unlike their no question asked for helping the government, the rest of their obedience programming was actually more lax than the usual obedience programming on other occupation, the actual police’s obedience program was limited to their duty as a police officer in theory, but in actual practice, they were tamed by the men, and would do more than their duty if their superior asked them for it, or these men would make the lives these female officer could ever think to escape from multiple times worse. Say goodbye to having normal limbs forever and worse, maybe they would be demoted to be a Hound instead of an officer.

“Finally…” It took some effort because of the limitation of her hand but Bella had finally changed into her uniform. Female officer uniform looked straight out of porn, with black mini skirt, fishnet stocking, and crop top that had a police department emblem on it on the right chest, and her name tag on her left chest. The name in her nametag wasn’t Bella, but Officer Pussybrain. Her current legal name was Bella Pussybrain. She still thought of herself as Bella, but other officers would call her Pussybrain.

Pussybrain didn’t look professional at all compared to her male counterpart who was equipped with a full **** bulletproof vest. Female officers were never meant to be taken seriously. They were mostly eye candies beside the male officer to make these men look better, cannon fodder to block attack, or oppression tools for fellow women. Female officer jurisdiction of authority was limited to female-specific matters, or if the perpetrator was a woman. Sometimes it was hard to believe that in an era where women had been fully conquered by men, there was still a woman who dared to do a crime. But it did happen. Those criminal women usually weren't doing a crime on their own will, they were either instructed by their master or something went awry in their programming. A female officer couldn’t deal with the master of those said criminal women who was a man, only a male officer could. A female officer didn’t hold any power over men whatsoever, even if a man did a crime in front of her eyes, she couldn’t apprehend the man. What she could do was distract the man with her body, offering her service to the perpetrator until a male officer arrived at the crime scene. These pincer and baton hands solely used to be used on other women.

Pussybrain put on her utility belt before she left her room. The belt was another piece of equipment that any female police officer must wear when they left their room. It contained a vibrator, a few condoms, and packages of ****. The criminal mastermind, a man, might need to use it on her.

Pussybrain left the room. All female officers aside from the chief, were living in the barracks which were located just on the back of the precinct.

Pussybrain went to the doghouse, where the police Hound was kept. Her today duty was to take care and walk a few Hounds around.

She opened one of the dog kennels, and a police Hound walked out of it. If a female police officer was a humanoid loyal dog for men. The Hound was a woman turned into an almost literal dog. The Hound that walked out from the kennel was someone familiar to her. She was Ravena, the goth girl from before. Ravena had quite significant modifications done to her to make her a Hound. The lower half of her face was replaced with mechanical parts to give them dog-like ability. Her new nose was modeled after a dog nose with a black snout on it, it gave her the ability to smell similar to trained German shepherd. Her iron jaw and sharp line of fangs could emulate the biting **** of a Pitbull. Her face was not the only thing that got changed. Her limbs were shortened and made to be dog-like, she would be unable to walk upright on two legs ever again. The one who modified her seems to take a liking to Ravena’s old prosthetic claws, so they copied it to the rest of her hand and legs as her ‘paws’. Her sharp claws would easily tear a human’s skin and make a deep cut wound. There was a big butt plug inserted on her asshole; it was quite huge that some of it was still outside her ass. On the end of the buttplug, there was a short blue tail made from Ravena's former hair. Her current hair was a blonde wig planted on her scalp. Her hair was styled in a poodle dog twintail. Her cute hairstyle contrasted so much against the rest of her body which was a ‘weapon’. A hound like Ravena was a ‘weapon’. Unlike female officers like her, a hound may attack a man, because she is no longer considered a person, but a beast. Unleashing a Hound on a man was not without consequence though. The hound needed to be given to the man she attacked to be his service bitch for free if the man survived the attack. If not, the Hound would need to be sent to the Recycle Plant. The place that should be avoided by all women. No women who were sent to the facility would never be seen again.

“Have you been a good girl, Ravena?” Pussybrain asked the hound. She knew the hound understood human speech. The police **** didn’t bother to change her name and kept Ravena as the Hound’s name.

“Woof.” Ravena barked and then panting like a dog with her tongue out.

Being turned into a Hound was a ‘****’ sentence of a woman’s humanity. Her mind had been stripped of complex thoughts and her ability to speak human words. She could only bark like a dog now. She was a dog in her mind. Fortunately, She was wearing what was called a mood collar. It was connected to the chip in the female brain. With that, even if a Hound couldn’t longer speak, their handler could easily know how they feel currently. Ravena’s collar shone in pink color. Pink meant that she was horny.

Shit. The officer cursed in her mind. A Hound like Ravena was a moody and needy creature. If their need wasn’t met, she had the tendency to go wild and aggressive. For example, if she kept Ravena horny, it might make the Hound extra aggressive later when she was brought to a mission. Ravena might accidentally make an undesired fatal attack. Pussybrain didn’t want to be held responsible for this kind of incident. If an incident occurs like Ravena accidentally bit a man’s cock with her powerful bite ****, the first who would bear the brunt was indeed Ravena the Hound but Ravena would not be the only one who got punished. Male officers would not want to be punished for the mistake, so these men would blame other women to be their scapegoat. Pussybrain as Ravena’s last caretaker would be held responsible for her failure to take care of Ravena.

The blonde female officer sighed and finally accepted her duty, “Good girl, as a reward, you can eat my pussy.”

Pussybrain down to all four, and turned back to show Ravena her backside, and gave Ravena access to her pussy. The officer wasn’t wearing any panties because except for the chief, other female officers weren't allowed to wear panties. It was seen as a hassle and a means of obstruction if another male officer wanted to check on her.

Ravena the hound dive headfirst to her pussy. She licked her pussy eagerly like a thirsty puppy licking milk from her food bowl.

Pussybrain wasn’t a lesbian. She was not even programmed to be lesbian by the police forces, but she had learned to appreciate the act of licking pussy or getting her pussy licked by others after experiencing these things for a while since she entered the ****.

She thought Ravena would be satisfied with licking her pussy, but not, the hound began climbing on her and mounting her. It was at that time that she felt something was wrong with Ravena. She felt something long and bulbous enter her pussy.

Since when was she equipped with that tool? Her mistake was not checking thoroughly of any change on Ravena. The last she checked on Ravena was last week, and the Hound did not possess a cock. Implanting an artificial cock was illegal, but that only applied to a woman who was still considered a person. People could give a beast like Ravena a more grotesque implant without the legal repercussions. Some men probably gave her that tool when they brought her to a mission a few days ago for whatever reason or just straight out thinking it would be funny.

Pussybrain could feel Ravena’s cock twitching inside her pussy.

“Ravena, please cum outside, I know you can hear me,” Pussybrain pleaded. She knew that whatever Ravena would unload inside her would not be a cum, but something else. The Hound couldn’t produce cum, but it was different to change it with something else, the man just needed to give her an organ implant. But whatever it was, there was a big chance that it would be something not good.

Her plea fell into a deaf ears, the Hound still cum inside her. Just a moment after Ravena cum inside her, Pussybrain’s body felt like it was burning. Her pussy was itchy. So itchy. Lust began to cloud her brain. She realized that Ravena’s cum must be filled with an aphrodisiac **** instead.

Pussybrain licked her lips. Walking the dog could wait, she needed to check these hounds in this doghouse. Maybe she could find more like Ravena.

THE END FOR NOW.

Author notes: Each ending of Bella will build the dystopian world of M1S0-GYN Protocol tale.

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