Trail and error

The time I spent on my knees started to outwheigh the time I actually stood on my two feet. After Rebecca left with Buster I had attempted to get up but she was quick to correct me, I was confused but I didn't struggle, how could I? The way she spoke, he sultry voice effortlessly coercing me to do exaclty as she said, which was to crawl behind her like a good boy. The way I was spoken to had also changed drastically, and it definitely had its effects on me. I was suddenly just "boy" or "pet". I didn't really mind, as long as she was happy and satisfied, I was certain I'd do anything she said.

After the first week, she took home new pills and upped the dosage. I wanted to ask what they were for and why I had to take so many but I wasn't to speak when she didn't ask me to, so I just accepted it and swallowed all the pills she gave me. And with the new pills came more dreams, but these were different. They made me feel like home in a place that I didn't know existed. They were filled with voices telling me commands and deciding things for me, I couldn't really hear them but it was like I could feel the words seep into my head. What was even stranger was that they unveiled urges I never knew I had. They showed me large and muscular women dragging me around on a leash, but that wasn't the strangest part, it was what was between their legs. Some of the women were normal, but others had huge cocks flopping around with big balls underneath. I shook my head everytime I thought of them but they never left my brain.

Boy was the month a lifechanger. I could see myself being broken down as a man, but I was certain what I was being rebuilt as. The clues were there but along with this new envoirnment I could also feel myself being dumbed down. The scariest thing about it was that I was beginning to feel happier and happier the deeper I got. Every time I served Hailey it felt good, and when she called me a "good boy" it just felt so right and like I had truly accomplished something. But with these new thoughts, I began to look at myself in a new light. I wasn't like them, the people who stood and talked. I was on my knees, crawling. I had a collar around my neck and a cage on my cock. What was I compared to them? Nothing...

Speaking of "them". Every two days, I got to meet new friends. Not new people, these were just like me. Master and- I mean Hailey and Rebecca had made an arrangement to meet as much as possible. And each time Rebecca came, she brought a new doggy with her. The first time she came I expected her to bring Buster, but for some reason they'd changed the plan. These doggies were diffferent from Buster though because these ones also had cages around their cocks and collars around their necks. They were completely shaved and didn't have much muscle at all, just like me! It was so fun to run around and play with them. It wasn't just those boi-puppies though, some of the doggies she brought had both breasts and cocks, just like the ones in my dreams! I enjoyed playing with them the most because they knew exactly what to do, so I could just follow their lead. Not to mention their cocks. They weren't caged and constantly dripped precum all over the floor. Sometimes Master would **** me to lick it up infront of everyone, it was humiliating but it tasted so good.

As the end of the month neared, I could hear discussion between Master and Rebecca. They talked about moving "back home" now that my training was nearing its completion. I also heard someting about which district we'd move to. I of course had no idea what they were talking about, but in truth they were speaking about my future. Our future.