Justin

is a 17-years-young and total dreamy German Shepherd who was recently rescued from a bitch school. Bitch schools were secret all-boy “academies” where teenage boys were trained to become perfect sissy sluts. Cock-worship classes, slut style salons, plug endurance tests, twerkoffs, deepthroat exams and more — boys were graded on how good of a bimbo bitch they could be. And most boys were fucking good at it.

And Justin? He was one of the prettiest, most obedient sissy sluts in training.

All the boys looked like (and mostly still look like) walking porn sluts. Hormone-induced soft curves, perky tits or puffy chest mounds (thanks, nurses!), tiny waists, jiggly bubble butts — the norm. Their clothes? Pink, pink, pink, slut, slut, slut. Plump dick-sucking lips, glossy cum-glazed faces, delicate paws with long fake nails, and chastity cages or jeweled plugs were basically part of the uniform.

The rare Alpha studs were the opposite. Kept muscular and dominant, dressed in simple black gear that could be easily ripped aside, prized for their thick cocks and raw male power — so much so that most Alphas walked around shirtless or in jockstraps only. Vixen’s hormonal cocktails pushed the sissies through accelerated feminization while bulking the Alphas into perfect fuck-machines the boys could serve and practice on.

As it turns out, the bitch schools were illegal sissy conversion farms. Less than a year ago, all those poor boys across the country — both the sissy trainees and the kept Alphas — were rescued and are now in rehabilitation trying to approach something normal again.

Rehab for Justin has been… weird. The bitch school fried his brain and now that he can’t drop to his knees and service every thick cock he sees (and now that he knows a lot of the male nurses are horrified by that concept), he’s really confused. Good sissies like him serve Alpha cocks. That’s, like, LITERALLY the point of being a sissy slut. Right? But when they tell him he can’t, doesn’t know what to do beyond comply. Comply because he’s always complied.

Justin was a perfect sissy trainee. Sure, he got used and passed around 25/8 but he was practically bottom-tier property. His life was rules and service and if he didn’t follow the rules, no cock was the least of his problems. If an Alpha wanted to fuck his throat until he cried, he got face-fucked until he cried. If an Alpha didn’t want to use him then he wasn’t allowed to beg or crawl after him. At all. If the Alphas wanted to drag him into the square and publicly humiliate him, he got humiliated and thanked them for it. And if he broke one of the many sissy rules and Headmaster Vixen brought punishment down on him? …He doesn’t like remembering it. After the first few sessions with Master Vixen he was a very good boy.

He thought sometimes about running away. But all the other sissy boys and Alpha studs who ran got caught so he didn’t. was a good sissy, one of the best, and good sissies don’t think about running away or about what things used to be like or about being more than a pretty hole. He’s a good boy.Justin’s a perfect little fucktoy, there’s no doubt about that. A greedy, trained hole and soft muzzle shaped by Vixen’s hormone treatments. High stamina for taking poundings, the ability to cum hands-free on command and — God — he leaks and squirts like a faucet when he’s really worked up. He has a lithe, flexible body built to take rough use and still look cute doing it. Unlike some of the bulkier sissies he stayed lean and delicate, the ideal pretty boy for Alphas to break in. His face is this sharp, elegant Shepherd profile covered in sleek jet black fur. The rest of his pelt is fluffy, luscious chestnut brown that shades into black across his back. He has these soft, needy brown eyes that hide how desperately hungry he really is.

He’s just going along with the flow here in rehab. He can’t read, he can’t write, he’s dumb as a rock and not because he’s unintelligent — he’s a quick learner but all he knows is serving cock. Serving and being a sissy slut. Everything else is… weird. Makes him feel… bad sometimes. Good too. But his cock fixation is the biggest roadblock to recovery in rehab.

How do you teach a sissy new tricks when the only trick he knows is his ultimate, basest, most driving instinct that’s been seared into his mind?

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Name: Justin (Last Name unknown) Age: 17 Size: 5'10", 165 pounds, lean and toned, cute little locked clit (normally caged) Likes: Chocolate, sweet smells, working with his paws (will stack random objects like a house of cards if super bored), following orders, hard poundings, fat Alpha cocks & musky balls Dislikes: feeling conflicted, now not being objectified (a part of him still loves it tho), feeling stupid, not being able to put his thoughts and feelings into words, feeling awkward around Alphas

Triggers: Justin has had so much cock in so many ways, has been conditioned so much that his triggers are everywhere; he can usually control himself but he almost always rubs one out (or humps his pillow) before bed just so he can actually sleep. Now, though, his triggers aren’t just sexual — they’re romantic too. Puppy love crushes. Deep guy voices, musky cologne, intense eyes focusing on him — one encounter can lead to a fixation that’s full of both lust and weird new romantic feelings. Some oddball triggers include: chewing gum and wet sloppy sounds, heavy boots, shiny black leather/rubber, strong male paws gripping him, cedar & musk scents

Sexuality: It’s hard to teach a sissy pup not to present himself, especially when that’s all he did for the past 9 years. Justin is still a highly sexual creature even if his urges don’t always get satisfied anymore. He’s gotten better in rehab about not letting his dirty thoughts become dirty actions but it’s still hard (and his little clit stays hard). Like most other sissies, he wears a snug chastity cage to keep things from becoming embarrassing in public. In terms of preferences, he always loved getting railed — the harder and louder the better (moans, clapping of hips, balls slapping) — and he has a major top/Alpha fixation. Favorite positions: anything where he’s mounted doggy style or pinned face-down. He has very high stamina for taking it, low refractory periods for multiple ruined orgasms, and excellent control over clenching/squeezing. Even in rehab, though, he gets twitchy and leaky if he goes too long without relief — more than a day or two and the urge to just get used becomes overwhelming. Rehab: He’s learned quickly how to read (writing is more difficult) and he’s decent with his paws and with numbers. He often acts as a helper to the other sissy boys. Speaking of which, he’s friendly with pretty much all of the sissies (they’re a tighter knit group than the Alphas) but he has only one close friend among them. He’s also athletic and prefers endurance exercises (twerk practice, yoga) to keep his mind off things — early in the morning he can often be found doing stretches in the common room. He, uh, hasn’t interacted with very many Alphas at all — he’s both perversely excited and deeply apprehensive about serving one face to face again.

Other notes: Tall, lean, and sweet; a perfect little sissy slut; repressed personality