Chapter 1

Hal Mackey hummed as he scanned his employee card at Buddies and Bitches. He had worked there ever since the pound opened up a section to house human bitchsluts six years ago.

“Morning Hal!” Kurt greeted him. Kurt was the youngest staff member of the pound and was just learning the ropes around here. He was a very good worker who genuinely loved canines and cunts. Most days, Kurt worked the front desk and showed people around the compound if they wanted to adopt a buddy or a bitch.

“Morning Kurt!” Hal gave the young man a fist bump and went to put his things away in the employee locker room.

When Hal reemerged in his dark blue uniform, Kurt waved him over.

“Leona says we have a new rescue in the back,” Kurt told him, handing Hal the file. He shook his head with a heavy sigh, “She’s been neglected and is very reactive, so be careful when you go in.”

Hal took the file and flipped through it, looking at the details.

When the government legalized zoophilia, not only was there an increase in people who chose to mate and wed their dogs, there were also an increasing amount of people who decided to embrace dog-life and live wholly as canines. When they did so, they became what was known as K-9 lifer. They lost their fully-human status in the eyes of the government and the public, and thus needed owners.

Most of the time, their family members or friends would step in to take over as their new owner. There were also kind-hearted people like Michael Stanton at Knottingham Kennels who created sanctuaries for such people to live out their lives in dog-like bliss. Other times, strangers looking for a new addition to their home would bring these hu-dogs back to their place.

However, the general public often didn’t realize how big a commitment it was to have an ex-human dog living with them. These studs and bitches often had increased libido and were more delicate than actual dogs, so they needed extra care.

When the requirements got to be too much, a lot of owners abandoned their pets or neglected them.

The director, Mr Thatcher Bowling, loved all types of canines and he truly believed that all dogs deserved a happy home, even if they had started out human. He built Buddies and bitches so that interested parties could learn about and potentially adopt a K-9 lifer.

“On the other hand, Oscar was adopted last week!” Kurt added, he brought out his phone to show Hal.

There was a picture of an older man holding the leash of a young blonde on all fours. He was panting in the picture, tongue hanging out of his pink mouth.

“He’s a veteran looking for a stud to accompany him on hikes and fuck in the mountains,” Kurt said with a grin.

A happy ending all around then, Hal thought. Oscar was a bright young teen who committed to the dog-life early on. He was a high-energy, high-libido little stud who loved both giving and receiving cock.

“Hmm, I might run into them on my way up Crawdad Peak then!” Hal said with a soft laugh.

Kurt nodded.

They were swiftly distracted when a couple with a young child came in at the door.

Hal smiled at the young couple as Kurt welcomed them in. They both loved seeing people take an interest in adopting from the pound instead of buying from breeders.

As Kurt attended to the prospective adopters, Hal pulled on his apron and went to the back.

The back of the shelter was divided into two sections, one for dogs, one for K-9 lifers. Families with young kids usually wanted to adopt furry friends from the dog-section. Lonely single people or mature couples with empty nest syndrome might find comfort in a K-9 lifer.

Daily chores for the pound staff included things like cleaning the cages, feeding the pooches and ensuring they were all happy and healthy.

Hal grabbed the pooper scooper first. He went through the dog section meticulously, cleaning up all their poop and scrubbing out the pee before loading up each bowl with nutritious dog kibble. When that was done, he went over to the K-9 lifer section.

In the beginning, Hal had thought K-9 lifers were strange. Why would they give up humanity to live as a dog? But over time, he grew accustomed to it. There was even the famous dogumentary that Michael Stanton directed for his own K-9 lifer, Luna. She was became a full time bitchslut immediately after graduation.

“Morning studs and sluts!” Hal said softly when he entered the large room.

“Woof woof,” said Cooper, coming up to the bars and sticking his nose through it.

Cooper was a chubby dark skinned man who adored walks and belly rubs. He was one of the studs that had a very high libido and had to be kept away from the other sluts. As a result, his dick was usually locked away in a tiny cock cage.

Hal thought that he might be adopted soon cause there was a woman who came to visit him several times already. She had fostered him for a weekend but said she had to get a few things in order before she felt ready to bring him home.

“Morning Coop!” Hal scratched the tip of Cooper’s nose.

Toby and Rusty were cuddled up against each other in the corner, still snoring softly. The twin twinks were also caged and their hands were usually locked in the paw gloves because they would start destroying things otherwise.

Hal decided not to disturb them. They had evidently fallen asleep while sucking on each other’s cages.

On the other side were the sluts. Currently, there were 3 sluts up for adoption at Buddies and Bitches.

Lady, the oldest of them all, was sitting primly on her haunches, paws up in the begging position. It was difficult to have her adopted out because of her age, but she seemed content to just laze about in the shelter. Finnie, a young middle-eastern woman, was humping the dildo in her cage at a leisurely pace, completely unbothered. Then there was Gal, a sweet blonde who adored being mounted in the yard. She was leaning against the cage bars, mouthing at the steel as Hal passed.

The last one, the new intake, was in the last cage.

The name on her cage read ‘Sunny’.

Hal crouched in front of it.

The girl looked pretty young, with cute little eyes and a small nose. Her dark hair was long and straight and her pink lips were downturned in a frown. There was a distinctly Asian look about her.

“Hello, I’m Hal!” Hal told her, sticking his fingers through the bars.

“GRR! YIP YIP YIP!”

Sunny growled and then whimpered and then went back to growling. She pressed herself against the wall, looking terrified.

Hal jerked back his fingers.

It was rare for K-9 lifers to be so reactive. Most of them still retained some level of human logic and understood that people were here to help.

That was when he noticed that her thighs were quite damp.

“Oh sweetie, are you horny? You need to cum?” Hal asked, keeping his voice soft and gentle.

The paw gloves would have prevented her from getting off and she had completely ignored the dildos that they had provided.

Frustration often led to reactiveness in dogs. But usually K-9 lifers were smart enough to use their toys to get off. It was rare for one of them to disregard the options given to them! Hal shook his head. What on earth had the previous owners done to her?

But given how angry and scared Sunny was, Hal doubted he could handle her by himself.

He quickly cleaned out the cages of the other K-9 lifers and fed them, topping up their bowls with fresh water and nutritious food.

“Kurt, I need a hand here!” Hal called.

Kurt appeared.

“Yeah?”

“I need to get her gagged and restrained in the mounting room,” Hal said.

Kurt raised an eyebrow, but went to get the supplies.

Restraining a reactive K-9 lifer was a little different than most dogs because they were usually much bigger. It was usually a two person job that required a lot of strength.

“Here we go!” Hal said, opening the cage door.

He approached Sunny slowly, holding up the giant blanket. Sunny growled and yipped, baring her teeth and swatting at him with her paws. Hal threw the blanket over her and pinned her down.

“Now!”

Kurt darted in, pushing the soft penis gag into Sunny’s mouth and fastening it around her head.

She thrashed and howled pathetically as the two men cuffed her arms together and bodily carried her out of the large cage to the mounting room.

The mounting room was a space where the sluts and studs could release their sexual frustration under careful supervision. They weren’t allowed to copulate with other sluts and studs, but they could get fucked by the male dogs.

“Bitch her!” Hal called out.

Together, they manhandled the petite young woman into a head down ass up position in the middle of the room. Soft leather cuffs restrained her in the vulnerable position and her collar was swiftly attached to a hook that would force her to keep her head down.

Hal stood back, lifting the blanket.

“She’s really horny it seems,” Kurt commented.

Sure enough, Sunny was dripping, her cunt slick puddling on the floor even as she whimpered in fear.

“Let’s get her off,” Hal said, snapping on some gloves. He knelt behind Sunny and stuck two fingers into her dripping hole.

“Mnngh hnnghn hn hn hn!” Sunny made tiny terrified noises the moment his digits breached her pussy. Her hips shook wildly from side to side, trying to dislodge him.

Kurt swore and grabbed her hips to keep her still.

It was important that he examine her hole and finger her to completion to ensure she became less aggressive.

Hal curled his fingers forwards, stroking her insides.

“Mnngh mnngh,” Sunny’s tears began to flow. She trembled all over, but it didn’t seem to be from pleasure.

Again, Hal had to wonder what her previous owners had done to her that she would be afraid of being finger fucked. It wasn’t even a stud!

He stroked her insides gently, going as slow as possible to try and make it easier on her. He thumbed at her enlarged clit, rolling it between his fingers.

As Hal stroked, he realized that he could feel something hard on the inside of Sunny’s pussy.

“Oh...” he said softly.

“Oh what?” Kurt asked.

“I think I know what happened,” Hal said. He pulled his fingers out and gently pushed them into Sunny’s asshole, twisting them around so he could feel every inch of her rectal walls. Deep inside, he found what he was looking for, another small item lodged in her sensitive walls.

He withdrew his fingers, shaking his head.

“Arousal chips,” he told Kurt with a grim look.

“But those are illegal!” Kurt protested, surprise on his face.

“There’s always a way,” Hal said darkly.

Arousal chips were meant to keep the wearer in a pre-defined state of arousal by releasing electrical pulses that mimicked pleasure. They had to be calibrated to a person’s particular orgasm pattern before installation. It was marketed to people who wanted to match their partner’s libido, or to kinksters. However, they were made illegal when the government found out that there was a dark market that used them to condition girls into K-9 lifers.

There had been a conspiracy theory that Luna was one of the girls who had been conditioned into loving canine cock, but a thorough check of her nether regions had proven that wrong. Her pussy and ass were chip free. She just, really really loved doggy dick.

Judging from Sunny’s reaction so far though, Hal suspected she might have been a trafficked slut instead.

“So Sunny might not be ... a K-9 lifer?” Kurt asked, stunned.

“Probably not, but she can’t return to human life like this!” Hal said in a dark tone.

The only way to remove arousal chips was invasive surgery. Given that the chips were often implanted in the G-spot, that would mean that Sunny would lose all pleasure in that area. The devices were made to expire after a year, but given that this was a black market item, Hal had no clue how long it would last.

If it hadn’t been calibrated properly, it would explain why Sunny was reactive. The constant frustration would have driven her crazy, but cumming with an improperly calibrated device would also be torturous.

“Poor girl,” Kurt murmured, stroking Sunny’s dark head as she sobbed pitifully.

The younger man looked at Hal helplessly.

“What do we do then?”

Hal sighed.

Ultimately, she needed a little cum break. It would hopefully take the edge off for her.

“Let’s get Tucker in here,” Hal said. The tall English Mastiff mounted very well and had a short refractory period.

“Alright, Tucker the Hole Fucker it is,” Kurt said, straightening up to go get the dog.

While waiting, Hal grabbed a vibrator and pressed it against Sunny’s large clit. The petite Asian girl howled when the vibrations traveled through her crotch. Cunt slick splashed everywhere, getting onto Hal’s apron.

“Shh shh it’s okay you can cum!” Hal reassured her. He wiped at her face, feeling a pang of guilt and also arousal at how she was moaning and whimpering.