K9 Academy Companion 1 - Long Cock of the Law

Garland strutted down the hall of the Academy, because that was simply the way one was supposed to walk in a body like his and the only shoes they were allowed to walk in were the K9’s modified heels. Garland looked down,

I guess ever since the Government contracted my family’s parent Corp the K9’s have all been outfitted with mods, and modded equipment. It’s not even a choice, but nobody around here seems to care. Especially not my cell- I mean, ‘roommates.’ Also the showers are Robocop on steroids… Everyone’s slapping each-other’s asses and shit. It’s… I mean that’s not bad, but still He looked up wistfully.

Can’t believe the Kennel Masters shower in the same place as the K9’s. Garland swished his hair elegantly, fanning himself with his training cap since they never turned the AC on.

The K9 cap was an important tool for officer protection according to his instructors, because it contained a bodycam that would automatically redact anything incriminating to the K9 and edit it to look normal with AI. The heels that he was so agile on were balance correcting and interfaced with ankle and calf mods which enhanced jumping and kicking capabilities. Any K9 on the street could run up a vertical wall to chase a perp for at least 20 yards. All of Garland’s body modding to make him a girl wasn’t just for tricks, either… The only reason it was so easy is because he was set to go under, anyway. Bone density Augmentations, Synaptic Boosters, Advanced Cyber Eyes and Dermal-Weave. all top of the grade Fennek products purchased by the government at full market value. All of them, of course, would be repossessed in any way possible if Garland were to leave the Academy with no way to pay. For however cruel that sounded, from what Garland was able to find, barely 1% of K9’s left or flunked the Academy.

Fucking overkill… But I gotta admit having all this stuff modded into me is pretty cool… Having a girls body is also… Kind of nice. It’s like I’m my own pinup model. He had already spent a few long nights looking at himself in the mirror and getting into a weird, aroused headspace where he sees it as someone else, then realises it’s him. But by that point he is usually already on the floor spreading his cute cunt apart just to see it. Garland, an unfortunate virgin of circumstance, had never really seen a real pussy, let alone touched a real one. The only problem? It was his and touching it sent odd little pulses up his spine as if it was sculpted to be overly sensitive. He remembered thinking that there was no way it was supposed to be like that.

As he was walking to the phones he looked to the right and almost waved. The body that was staring back at him in the glass reflection was, without a doubt, his ideal woman.

I am my own ideal woman? How the hell does that work… It doesn't. I don’t get to fuck myself so what’s the point? He finally reached the phones, looked left, then right, then slid a card his dorm mate lent him. He bent close to the wall and pulled the receiver out, hearing a click and a dull tone. He didn’t have to think for long, since the mods they did to his brain helped his memory while fucking around with other stuff. Garland dialed.

“About fucking time!” Mithra shouted through the phone.

“You busy jerking yourself off or something!?”

Yes, Garland admitted in his head before responding with an easy lie.

“No. I don’t exactly control my time. This is basically prison.”

“Well I’m in literal prison! Also, I’m running outta time on my end because I had to wait so long for your sorry twink ass.”

“About that, Mithra. I got femmed out.”

There was a pause on the other end. “...What?”

“I’m a tall bombshell. They made me hot, and also a girl… I look like a model.” He heard a gulp on the other side.

“Mithra?”

“Y-yeah? What do you look like? Describe it to me.”

“E cup tits, wide hips. I got abs for the first time since I was in school. My ass is pretty big too…” Garland blushed. He could swear he heard panting on the other side.

“Shit, that’s a welcome change from the Gremlins I got to work with here.”

“Oh yeah?” Garland bit his soft bottom lip lightly.

“You doing as well over there as I thought?”

“H-huh?” She sounded like she was taken off balance. Garland blinked and looked at the phone but Mithra quickly added.

“Yeah! Yeah, I’m kinda the fucking boss around here. No biggie. Haha!” She laughed.

“Wow… so you’re probably doing lots of-”

“Oh yeah. Totally. I’m definitely using my cock a lot… for sure…” She said unconvincingly. As she talked about her exploits in a tone that sounded extremely awkward and quiet, like she was trying not to be heard, Garland’s hand slid between his feminine thighs and his slender fingers found his slip. He breathed softly, leaning fully against the wall.

For the next few minutes Garland and Mithra caved, performing their first bout of long distance sex. Garland, however, sounded like he was getting quite a bit more out of it. Just as Garland was getting close the phone was swiped and pushed into the wall, ending the call. Garland gulped, then turned slowly as he regarded the familiar, strong and dark forearm of the Kennel Master. He quickly turned around and saluted, splashing the wall behind him noticeably as he flung his hand up. He lifted his chin, pulled his feet together and stood up straight as he greeted.

“H-hello Kennel Master!”

“What the fuck was that, K9!” He asked sternly.

“I- I was on the phone Kennel Master!”

“How cute! But, it seems to me like you were using Academy phones, phones paid for by MY taxes, to order a cock EXPRESS delivered to your ass!”

“No Kennel Master!”

“Holy shit! I’m terribly sorry, K9.” He offered sarcastically.

“You were having a perfectly polite and official conversation, weren’t you?”

“Yes Kennel Master!” Just like every encounter with the Master, his words threw Garland off balance and sent his head spinning and his body shaking subtly, which was awkward because standing at attention meant standing still and there was juice dripping down his thigh. To his stocking.

The Kennel Master leaned back, squinting. “I didn’t know an officially approved conversation could make anyone cum like that! Does running laps make you squirt, K9.”

“N-no Kennel Master!?” Garland shouted.

“It will, K9! Because it is an ORDER! Do you know what an order is? It is a direct line from your brain to your cunt telling you to move first and think later! Give me that card, K9.”

“Uh…” Garland was hesitant because it was not his.

“Was that just a thought, the moment I just finished telling you what an Order was!?”

“Sorry Kennel Master!” Garland presented the card.

“Well it looks like both you and K9 Fai Do just lost Comm privileges. I have to congratulate you. This is without a doubt a new Academy record!”

“Thank you Kennel Master!”

“I bet you’re thankful, because you just earned yourself additional Call and Response training!”

Garland’s expression nearly cracked. “Th-thank you Kennel Master!” But he retained his salute until the Kennel Master put him at ease. But, he did not have a chance to rest as he was taken into a room for a private session.

Call and Response was code for tone training. It was put in place so that each K9 spoke with a similar tone and cadence that was scientifically determined to instil both fear and arousal and they all had to learn it. Garland had an additional hurdle, in that he was not at all used to using his voice like that. He had a naturally soft tone. Yelling while still sounding like a woman was tough. For the training, Garland was squatted down with his legs spread wide, his chest puffed out and his arms folded into the arch in his slender back.

“K9 you have an Orc assailant approaching you with a bat!”

“Get on the-” Garland started strong.

“Also his cock is out.” The Kennel Master added mid sentence.

“-ground.” His voice cracked.

The Kennel Master paced back and forth swiftly. “Do you know what that voice crack means, K9? It is the DIFFERENCE between life and ****! You have just been assailed and there is now a big green dick sliding between those twin pillows you call lips! Was that what you wanted, K9!?”

“No Kennel Master!”

“Bullshit, I bet you love it! But we don’t train you to suck cocks, do we?”

“No Kennel Master!”

“Like hell we don’t! You’re a born cocksucker, K9 and nobody’s gonna change that! You suck dick for the government now. That’s the only cock you need.”

“W-what cock is that, Kennel Master!” Garland could not help but stare at the bulge he was packing through his uniform pants. His member must have been as big as Mithra’s. No… Bigger. He flinched as the man yelled into Garland’s ear.

“The Government, K9! The long dick of the law! Do you love the Government!?”

Garland’s eye twitched as he stared straight ahead, keeping the same posture the whole while..

“Y-yes Kennel Master!”

“I do NOT believe you! Do you WANT to suck off your Government, K9!?” He asked more insistently.”

“I do want to suck the long dick of the law, Kennel Master!” Garland shouted, sweating, cheeks flushing. His eyes widened and his expression changed to awe as the Kennel Master unzipped. He stepped forward so that it was hanging directly in front of Garland’s face. The smell was unreal. It was athletic activity, but the member was clean and manly. It was an odd combination. He obviously took care of himself, but he had been working all day. Garland’s face became a little crazed, because the cock-gremline at heart was still someone that could cum just from sucking someone off, or at least, he was if nothing had changed in that regard.

“I am the standin for that cock until we reach the golden age in which they find a way to roll up our laws and procedures and fuck you with them! Do you understand me, K9?”

“F-fuck me with them-” Garland said in a bit of a crazed tone, tail wagging behind him. He hastily added to not get in trouble.

“-Kennel Master!”

“With what!?”

“With the only cock I need! The Law, Kennel Master!”

“K9 you might be a secret genius with that attitude!” He complimented. Garland’s heart skipped a beat. He grabbed his cock and guided it between Garland’s lips. His cheeks immediately went concave as the Member was practically vacuumed into his elastic throat that like he was in a hotdog shooting contest. The Kennel Master steadily pumped between Garland’s lips as the Fox’s cunt twitched and squirted almost as soon as his lips, tongue and the back of his throat were all feeling the sensation of the Kennel Master’s warm dick.

Holy crap! This is fucking delicious! Garland thought with surprise. His eyes rolled up gleefully as pleasure washed over him while the Master plunged his throat, occasionally pulling out just to gloss garland’s lips a little with his head and slap the fox’s cheeks a little. Garland’s eyes half-formed into cute hearts as he eagerly sucked the cock back in each time, making lewd noises with both his mouth and his throat.

“Dammit, K9, we don’t bring up recruits who ignore the balls!”

Garland said ‘sorry Kennel Master’ Into the man’s dick, but it came out as a low vibration. Still, he seemed to sense that it was correct because he offered a firm, approving nod in response. Garland shuddered and juggled the man’s hefty nuts. He knew already that his Kennel Master could cum more than normal. It was a mod for special officers who had very special K9’s such as Garland. That is, at least what they told him. Lajoi, Garland’s doting mother, was given exactly one justification to feminise her son in a falsified request and immediately pounced on every demeaning little addition she could add, as if the flood gates had opened. One such ‘feature’ which Garland was feeling he was about to make use of with the Kennel Master’s cock and balls twitching, was the special ‘ability’ to only survive on Cum, which helped in undercover missions and long stake-outs. And if Garland did not believe that, it was the Academy and his Mom against him, so what was he going to do about it? The Kennel Master pumped in one last time before cumming Garland’s second meal for the day into his throat.

The fox pulled back a little, surprising the Kennel Master. The man almost got angry before he noticed that Garland was just letting it slip out of his throat so that it could pour into his mouth. That way he could taste and savour it and swallow when he was good and ready. It was a tricky balance because it just kept flowing like a house until Garland was completely fully up with nutritional seed.

He can definitely cum more than Mithra… B-but I can take it… I gotta eat, right? What choice do I have? He told himself, licking his lips and unconsciously kissing the cock of the law goodbye before it was pulled into the Kennel Master’s pants.

Garland walked back to his dorm without energy, feeling rather dejected. I got carried away again… Why do I always fucking lose control around that guy!? He cursed himself out in his head. When he finally reached his dorm he entered without knocking to see Fai Do flexing in the mirror.

Fai Do was an Aoian Dogfolk breed with orange and blonde hair that was as smooth and luxurious as silk. Apparently they were supposed to be short, but he was fitted with the same mods as Garland to make him a pretty standard six-feet tall without heels. Though, the men did not wear those unless they wanted to. They had different footwear. There were in fact male, himbo, femboy and every other shape of male K9 officers and they worked alongside the far more common females as backup enforcers, EMS and drivers. Garland had seen the male uniform and though it was similar, the Female one was cuter.

I can’t believe I just thought that… Garland shook his head, looking at his long-haired doge roommate apologetically.

“F-fai, I’m sorry!” Garland begged.

The boy stopped flexing at his reflection, looked over and offered a flat stare. “I heard. All I can say is ‘wow.’”

“I’ll make it up to you, promise.”

“Making calls is a waste of time, anyway. You two should be purely focused on memorising codes and ordinances.” Gainan said as she dutifully poured over one such file on her Comm. Gainan was a Legacy admission. Apparently her family had been K9’s stretching back a hundred years, and before that they were guards. They had always served humans eagerly and happily since the very beginning. At least… That is what Gainan told them proudly once a day. The girl was a bit shorter and more perky than most female K9’s. She was able to bypass a lot of the mods due to natural skill and connections, though she still had a big set of fake tits that were apparently so strong that they were bulletproof. She had short hair and tall pointed ears, both with white fringes. Her eyes were a very extraordinary heterochromatic sky blue and amber. Her short, curled up tail wagged behind her as she sat cross-legged on her bunk.

“H-hey. Do either of you know why it feels like we lose a lot of sense when a Kennel Master’s around?” Garland asked.

Fai Do shrugged. “Couldn’t tell you. I’m straight as an arrow-” He turned and winked.

“-as far as you know, Even I get chills.”

Gainan looked up. “It’s just authority. Dogs are by nature companions to man. This is just a natural part of the process, Garland. The fact that you feel that means there’s hope for you.”

“I keep telling you guys, I’m NOT a dog!”

“Yeah, sure!” Fai Do laughed.

Gaina lifted one of her bushy round brows. “Garland, you react so extremely to Kennel Master that I’d hazard to say you’re more dog than any of us.” She smiled.

‘Take it however you want. I wish I had half your natural drive to please and be complimented.” She offered wistfully. Garland had nothing he could say. He slumped down and collapsed into his bunk.

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