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This is book one of an ongoing series I plan on writing (as well as picking up with my others). All the books in the series will be based on the items below and be connected in a way. I hope you enjoy...

Standard notice given that this story is for adults only.

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When Soytex Industries made their announcement, no one believed they had a product that could do what they claimed. A relatively unknown company, Soytex held a press conference to discuss their revolutionary idea.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the press," an over-weight, bald human began, "we are proud to present you with 'the collar'. Like the Clapper made turning things off and on easier, this collar will take the hours and hours of training needed for our pets away." Walking over to a pen, he pulled out a beagle. "Sit", he commanded.

The dog simply looked up at him scratching its ear.

The man slipped the collar around the dog's neck which auto-adjusted to fit perfectly, leaving no trace of a seam, but leaving comfort levels so the dog could breath. Setting the dog down, the man commanded again, "Sit." Instantly the dog sat down. "Roll over," he said to which the dog instantly complied. He went on like that giving it various commands until he returned his attention to the audience again.

"As you can see, the pet now will obey any command I give it."

A report shouted from the crowd, "Only you?"

The man smiled to the crowd, "For now, it will only obey the commands of the one that slips the collar around its neck."

An Anthro collie raised her paw, barking over the crowd noise, "And have you considered what impact this device might have on the Anthro community?"

The man tilted his head to one side as a puzzled look came across his face, "What impact?"

The collie huffed in disgust, "Did you do any research into considering what this might do to the already oppressed Anthro community?"

"Why should we? The pet food industry doesn't test their new 'doggy' biscuit with them, why should my company waste money and resources if someone wants to abuse our device by putting it on a member of 'your' community." The man stressed 'your' to try to make her back down.

The reporter showed her teeth, picking up on the meaning, but instead of backing down, it only served to infuriate her even more, "My kind?" She asked, but the man cut her off again.

"I am sorry that is all the time I have for now, please be sure to take your news bag home. My company will be releasing other statements." With that said, he rushed off the stage, whispering something in the ear of his assistant before disappearing behind the curtains.

Cathy went up and snatched her bag looking inside. The bag had a pamphlet describing the collar in detail, some merchandising stickers and buttons, and a free collar. She sighed and headed for the door when a man tapped her on the shoulder.

"Excuse me Ms. Veit, Mr. Alcort would love to meet with you and discuss your concerns. He deeply regrets his rude behavior and wants to grant you an exclusive interview." He gestured to the curtains where the man had walked. She felt the story was more important than letting her anger get the best of her so she agreed, walking through the curtain and lobby to the limo that was parked in the underground garage. She was about to enter the car when a hand slipped over her muzzle and everything went black.

She blinked as the bright lights shone bright enough in her eyes it caused a moment of pain. The discomfort quickly went away went she noticed she was in a large ten by ten enclosure, but that was nothing to the feeling of being completely naked. She fidgeted in the jail that had nothing in it but bars. One side had the door, but she was looking for signs of anything else. As she moved, she felt something around her neck and gasped.

It was the collar.

"Excellent," Mr. Alcort stated on an intercom, "you are finally awake. I decided that you were right and in order to test it, I figured you'd love to volunteer, so here you are."

"You bastard," She cried out turning her head to the intercom.

"It's better than being a bitch. If fact, why don't you show us how much of a bitch you can be by dropping to all fours."

She growled, "Go fuck yourself," before dropping to all fours. She blinked and looked at her position.

"Good girl," the voice said, "Now do a few laps around your cage like that. You cannot get up now, you are perfectly natural walking on all fours and in fact, you don't know how to stand up on two legs."

She felt herself compelled to follow his orders running around her pen a few times cursing at him. She felt oddly at ease moving about her new prison. Her arms and legs moved quickly and never once caused her to stumble. She found it disturbing considering she often tried doing this very thing for her mate Tim, but could never get it right.

Just then, Mr. Alcort entered the room and sat next to the cage door. Cathy saw him and gritted her teeth. Her perfectly white teeth gleamed in her muzzle as she ran on all fours over to him, "Let me out of here, you can't keep me here. I have rights!"

He smiled at her ignoring her comments, "You will speak only when spoken to and even then you will only answer my questions. Do you understand?"

"She blinked, infuriated at the words. But the feeling quickly washed away to astonishment when she heard herself say, "Yes, I understand."

"Sit," he commanded smiling.

Cathy sat on her rump looking at the man.

Mr. Alcort spoke again, "Come over to the cage, turn around and lift your tail out of the way."

Cathy felt her heart racing as her body complied with the man's orders walking over to the cage. She turned around and put her rear on the metal bars as she moved her tail out of the way.

"Stay," he commanded getting down to his knees. He stuck his nose under her tail and sniffed at her sex before letting a lick trace up her nether lips.

She felt sick to her stomach feeling the man's tongue on her. She concentrated with all her might, but she couldn't break the dominance of the man's will on her. She stood there to the lickings as his tongue slowly brought about moisture from her sex.

The man was enjoying her taste, licking her over and over again, feeling tightness in his own pants starting to rise. There was an odd smell to the cunny he was licking, but he didn't care. "You would love a cock in you right now. Isn't that right, Cathy?"

She moaned trying not to listen, but she heard the words and images of getting rammed by a large penis entered her mind. She thought of Tim, and smiled, her mind clouding where she was. She wiggled her rear for him, walked around him before stepping a few steps in front of him and peed on the floor, letting him smell her heat.

"What the Hell?" The man sputtered, as his face got peed on by Cathy. "You fricken mutt!" He got up and went over to an intercom, "Bring in Max." He turned and looked at her, seeing the pee mixed with a bit of blood on the floor. "So you want to be a bitch? Fine, you are a bitch in heat and will allow ONLY male dogs to breed with you. Not anthros, not human, but just dogs." As he finished, his assistant entered with a male collie on a leash. He opened the door and shoved the male in quickly closing it behind him.

Cathy looked at the dog and gritted her teeth. She had never considered doing something like this before. After all, she was more human than dog. But now, she needed to be satisfied. She walked over to the dog on all fours, licking his muzzle in a greeting. Max's tail wagged happily behind him as he nipped Cathy on the side. She whimpered and turned around pushing her tail out of the way. Max stuck his cold nose between her legs and started to lick his nether lips. Cathy grunted and bowed her head as she felt the start of gentle spasms on Max's tongue. The collie, excited by the scent of her heat, rested his muzzle on top of her haunches. Cathy felt a cold shiver down her spin and glanced back over her shoulder to Max. That was enough of a signal to Max. He jumped on her back and grabbed her around the waist, his dew claws digging into her side. He rammed his shaft into her awaiting sex, hitting his mark on the first try. She yelped and moved forward, trying to get away, but Max wouldn't allow it. He locked his jaws around her neck and slammed his shaft over and over into her. She whimpered at first, but then started to moan as the implanted messages and pleasure from the male took over. She rocked back on his member feeling her tension building fast as she called out, "More... good Max.. give it to your bitch." Max happily complied rubbing his growing knot into her body. Back and forth, harder and faster the collie humped, until finally his knot rammed into her and ballooned so he could not pull it out. The collie unloaded his gifts in her then stepped over so they were butt to butt.

"My dear, it looks like my bitch enjoyed that. Perhaps You should get pregnant and have Max's puppies."

"No!" She cried out, jumping slightly forward until the back from the knot prevented her from moving towards the man.

Mr. Alcort smiled evilly. Leaning towards the cage he spoke, "You will get pregnant from Max and have his babies. Tonight, you will go home and make love to your husband, but your body will reject his sperm. As you grow, you will tell him it's his babies, come here for check ups. When it is time to deliver, you will bring your husband with you. You will forget about this meeting. Once you get to your car, your mind will connect the dots from leaving the conference to walking to your car with nothing in between. After Max is done with you, get up, clean yourself off and get dressed." He stood and spoke into the intercom again, "Bring her clothes in!"

Max helped the encounter by pulling forward. His knot popped out of her with an audible sound. As he went to a corner of the cage to lick his groin clean, Cathy got up and cleaned her backside and legs with a damp rag she was given. She dressed grabbed her purse and was lead to the parking lot. She climbed into the Nissan and blinked a few times before cursing, "

"My kind?" She said to herself. "Wait until he reads my article." She drove home to cool off.

Cathy got home without incident kicking her shoes off and flopped down on the couch. She didn't bother turning on the lights, just lying there in the dark. She slowly calmed down as her thoughts drifted to her husband Tim. The image of Tim naked standing before her filled her mind. She looked at his black tipped ears, red face with white muzzle, and his mysteriously blue eyes. She continued her gaze, looking down his creamy white chest, red fur on his sides and back, his fluffy red tail. It had a white tip that always made her giggle when he would wiggle the tip. Now in her dream, he was doing the same and it had the same effect. Her eyes saw the black on his hands and feet; her inspection ending at his groin. Her husband had always been well endowed and she actually felt her mouth water as she saw the slight trace of a pink tip poking from its hiding place.

"I'm home!" A call came from the front door, breaking her euphoric state of mine. She turned and fell off the sofa, before getting to her feet to find her mate.

They met in the hall and embraced. Tim leaned his muzzle down and kisses Cathy, letting her taste his tongue as he closed his eyes. His hands glided down the back of her blouse and he wrapped his tail around her. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he smiled and said, "I've missed you."

Cathy stroked his tail and rested her head on his chest, "I've missed you too. I was just thinking about you."

"Oh?" He asked. "Was it interesting?"

:Turning around she brushed her tail in her face, the scent of her slight arousal touching his noise. He purred and followed her to the kitchen, getting a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

Cathy got some food from various places and before long the smell of fresh baked salmon filled the room. Setting candlelight on their table they both enjoyed the meal while staring at one another. When they were done, Tim leaned in and kisses her again, as one of his paws lifted her skirt and rubbed her thigh. Then time took her paw and lead her to the bedroom.

"Let me do this," he said in a sexy tone, walking up to her to unbutton her blouse. With the garment still on her shoulders he rubbed his paw over her bra, squeezing her right breast.

Cathy moans and nearly buckled, trying to do the same for her mate, but was stopped. He roved the blouse tossing it to the floor before unhooking the bra, letting her ample breasts hand in front of him. He leaned in slowly, kissing the nipple, suckling on her teat and smiled as he heard her moans of joy. He pulled her skirt and panties down before carrying her to the bed placing her down on her back. His paw glided up her inner thigh as he continued to kiss her breast.

Cathy wiggled and went to touch her mate, but he simply smiled, "Tonight let me do all the work." He rubbed his hand over her lips, softly pressing into her as his thumb rubbed her clit. Slowly he rubs his paw into her body, back and forth building a gradually increasing tempo. He leaned down and kissed her nipples then took her teat into his mouth to suckle on it.

Cathy was in bliss. She felt her gentle spasms on Tim's paw, coating it in her building juices. She moaned and threw her head back as her fox suckled on her breast. She pulled on Tim's muzzle pulling him up on her body.

"Hey sexy lady," he said to her, staring into her eyes. "I love the new collar, it is so kinky." He lifted his hips and tickled her entrance with her emerging slick tip. Leaning down, he kissed her on the lips, letting his tongue slip into her mouth. She responded by suckling on his thick member, her tongue licking his in her mouth.

He smiled wide at her, rubbing her breasts, letting his thumbs move in small circles on her nipples. She purred happily to him pushing her hips forward on his member. He gulped as he felt her heat envelope his shaft, squeezing it tightly in her body. He responded by shoving a bit more. He pulled out and shoved in again, sinking his length in her.

She wrapped her legs around his back pulling up on his shaft. She squinted as she felt her muscles spasm on his shaft over and over again. He began to pump into her body, slowly building up speed as pre dribbled form his shaft. He held her tight as he nibbled on his neck pausing for a moment, "Ready hun?"

Cathy nodded and ran her nails down his back. "Make love to me my foxy."

He nodded and shoved his length into her. He rocked back and shoved into her again, managing to get his entire length in her, slapping his sacs at her entrance. Rocking back and forth, it wasn't long before he felt his knot quickly inflating. He shoved harder, trying to get his knot deep in her, grunting as he met resistance. Back and forth, over and over he rutted her until it finally popped into her. He yelped as he felt a cold shiver run down his back as he unloaded his gifts in her. Cathy wasn't far behind being brought to new heights of ecstasy. When she felt her mate unload, she milked his shaft with her tight muscles clamped down behind his knot as her orgasm took her over too. They both cried out and stayed locked together, eventually falling asleep in that position.

The months passed quickly after that night. Cathy had kept her promise and wrote a scathing report on the collar. At first it brought more attention to Soytex but as is usually customary, their stocks soared. Cathy, on the other hand, was criticized because she was always seen with a collar after that night. But as time went on, people forgot about it, the news of more interesting things of today. Cathy was getting quite large. She had been to her 'clinic' many times and by the last month, she was ready to give birth.

The day finally came when she was to deliver. Tim had carefully created a nursery room out of his den that would make anyone envious of his talent. When Cathy's water broke, Tim carefully put her in their SUV and began driving to the clinic that Cathy had programmed into the GPS. His job had prevented him going with her to the clinic, but he had attended all their Lamaze classes. He helped he into the building where she was put into a wheelchair and whisked into the operating room. Tim was lead to a private observation room with many chairs.

Tim was very excited. He smiled a grin that stretched virtually ear to ear as he pressed his face against the glass. His wife had been prepared and was on the table already. The room allowed for a perfect view between her legs. He couldn't help to get a little aroused at the sight. He watch as his wife pushed and breathed.

The doctor leaned over her as he said, "I see a nose! Keep pushing!"

Cathy grunted and pushed, and before long the infant was out.

The doctor announced, "It's a boy!" He turned around and held it up to Tim, who immediately stood there stunned, his mouth opening wide. Instead of a normal Anthro mix of fox and dog, it looked like a normal puppy between collies. The doctor turned back to the mother. He place the puppy on Cathy's exposed stomach, letting the puppy latch onto a nipple. "There is more!" The doctor exclaimed, seeing another nose.

Again Tim pressed his nose to the glass waiting for the announcement. He didn't wait long though as the doctor stated, "Another boy!" The doctor showed him a virtually identical puppy. Tim had enough and made his way to the door, but it was locked. As he slammed his fist on the door, he heard a faint hiss, smelled a strange odor, and fell backwards before blacking out.

"Honey. Wake up dear." Cathy whispered to her husband.

Tim brought a paw to his throbbing head, "What happened?"

"You've been out for a few days hun. When you feel asleep you hit your head on the chair upstairs." She smiled to him. "I had a total of six children, four boys and two girls."

"But they looked like they were regular dogs?" He asked her.

Cathy turned her back on her husband and picked up something from a tray behind her, "Of course they did silly. I mated with a collie dog after all." She told him, slipping a collar over his neck before he could react.

"Bitch!" You slept with another male and a dog at that!" He said in anger, realizing his love had done a lowly act. Felling the collar around his neck he screamed, "What are you doing?" He said as he bolted up in bed.

"Bitch? You are the bitch! I thought you'd understand!" She said making for the door.

Tim got out of bed, "Honey, I was just upset, I..." He stopped as he realized his voice had taken on a female lithe to it. He was about to speak when he felt an itch on his chest and between his legs. His paw cupped his sacs when he suddenly felt an opening behind them. His curiosity got the best of him and he felt it. His fingers entered the folds exploring the warm opening as he felt moisture. His inspection was cut short when he felt his orbs going pass his fingers and entering his body. He yelped and grunted doubling over as he felt the large orbs creating a tunnel in him, then a cavity, finally separating to each side of him. He watched as his penis flopped out of his sheath and slowly shrank. The tip became rosy red and extremely sensitive as it too retreat into his body to the top of the slit. He was still feeling around when his breast formed, slowly blossoming until they were the same size of his wife. Three other rows of teats formed and he fell to all fours. "Cathy, help."

His wife opened the door and let Max in. Tim's eyes went wide as he heard his wife say, "Move your tail aside and let Max in, dear. I want you to have his puppies too."

Tim couldn't believe what he was hearing from his wife. But more importantly to him, he felt his tail move to one side. Max sniffed at the new bitch, licking the virgin's lips, wet with the playing that Tim had already performed on himself. Max wasted no time and jumped on the offered bitch, slamming his shaft into Tim's nether lips. Tim cried out as he felt his hymen rip, his muscles aching, his juices flowing as Max rutted him hard, tying with him in barely half a minute. Tim cried, feeling the seed flowing into his body as the collie tied with him.

Just then, Mr. Alcort entered the room. "Well done Cathy. But why not have 'her' try all the dogs we have here to pick a favorite." He grinned and waited.

Cathy turned to her husband, a blank look on her face, "You will rut with ever male dog

here, picking a favorite to have their puppies.

Mr. Alcort chuckled and went to the door, stopping for a moment, "Oh and Cathy, now that you did what I told you for your husband, I want you to let Max make more puppies with you." He chuckled and left the room, closing the door behind him.