Blake and Zeke Part 1

Blake and Zeke


Dr. Blake Artemis walked out of the Operating Room and into "Prep" chamber. "Another successful procedure," he said softly into his facemask as he began to remove the bloody gloves around his hands. The Spinal Graft procedure that he had been researching finally seemed to be out of his mind for now, but needless to say, the implant of the new "tail" had been a very big task for him. After all, he had to research day and night for the right incisions and prep-paperwork. It was almost as if this type of procedure hadn't yet been performed in the OR, since the medical records held no past information on it.


He stood there over the basin for a moment, thinking about the procedure. The operation itself was fairly simple, he thought. A vertical incision at the base of the vertebrae, and another past the sub-epidermal layer into the muscle encasing the spinal column. The patient was a "bleeder" though and it was hard to dig through the layers of muscle with the base of the tail. But when the spine was finally exposed, grafting the tail around it was a cinch. A small clamp was used and it fit perfectly, like it was meant to be. And not only would the spine provide support for the tail, but the new object counterbalances the pressure exerted from the knees and will stay put. So, after repairing the incisions with a few stitches, the rest was a breeze and the patient was removed from anesthesia.


However, his ass would be incredibly sore for awhile, thought the doctor, chuckling a little. But nothing worse than a wild night of sex, and it seemed that the pup wouldn't minded the pain one bit from the pre-session interview. Still, four hours in an operating room was long enough for the tired doctor and many more operations were on there way. In the next seven weeks, this boy's body will be altered completely, and that is a huge task for any one doctor to operate on the same patient so many times.


Looking into the operating room through a large viewing window, the doctor could see the assistants bandaging the pup all the way to his lower torso. The tail protruded from the bandage and hung over the table, but remained very secured and in place. Looking the pup over, he realized he had done a good job and in the next week, he would perform a check-up to ensure the tail was firm and properly attached.


Time passed slowly for the doctor, it had already been two days since he had performed the operation and the pup was released to recover at home for the next few days. The paperwork for groundbreaking surgery in the medical science field was massive and soon, Blake found himself overwhelmed by the meticulous scrutiny of it. It was no wonder why he had felt so relieved to have finally cleared-up all of the "red tape." And it had only taken him 5 days to do so, huzzah! In fact, he was so absorbed in his relief, a nurse scolded him about being late to his next appointment. And it was only then he realized it was time to meet with the pup and his handler.


Excitedly, he walked down the hallway and outside to the grass, where he saw the pup, chain leashed to his master's side. The pup had recovered quite well in a week, and he seemed overjoyed to see Blake. The pup nudged forward a little, but stopped when the sharp tug from his handler was felt. Blake walked over to both of them and smiled when he saw the new tail poking through a pair of denim shorts that the pup was wearing.


"What's his name again?" Blake asked the handler.


"Zeke..." grumbled the man.


"Well, let's have both of you come inside, and I will take a look at how Zeke is progressing." continued Blake as he patted the pup on the head.


Although it was only a short way to his office, Blake new that Zeke was having a hard time trotting there. He was moving slower than Blake and the handler and panting heavily. "The tail puts extra pressure around the spine and until a full recovery is made, it will be quite painful to move about..." Blake thought. However, after turning around, Blake's expression changed to a wide grin. Blake had realized that the pup wasn't slow due to the surgery, but because he was enjoying the attention of the orderlies walking down the corridor. Zeke's tongue hung out and he was lapping all the attention up like water. "What a little shit!" Blake chuckled to himself. His handler also noticed this, but instead of laughing, he pulled sharply on the leash. Blake took note of this action, and frowned slightly. He new that behind closed doors, it was not a healthy relationship between the two. And even though he had only just learned about the "pup lifestyle" recently, he was already starting to wonder if it was a good environment for the pup.


Once they arrived at Blake's office, Zeke's Handler removed the tight pair of denim shorts he was wearing and revealed the tail, still wagging at the end of Zeke's exposed butt. Zeke looked ecstatic to be showing it off. He swayed it left and right and Blake kneeled down to examine it more closely. From what he saw, the pup had healed very well, the stitches were still in place and it seemed that there were no lingering issues from the operation. Blake stood up and took out a prescription note, which he gave to the handler. "The surgery went well." said Blake enthusiastically, and told the handler that he would proceed with the next surgery in three days.

However, Blake looked a little grim, this next surgery was going to be harder on Zeke. It was comprised of 3 very simple procedures. Although, unfortunately, Zeke's face would be heavily bandaged for a few days after and recovery was very painful. He would also undergo a small enhancement of his penis, and with his new tail, he would have to be specifically positioned in order to facilitate proper recovery. Needless to say it would be tough on the poor pup, but as Blake patted Zeke on the head again, he got two sharp licks and knew the pup was okay with everything that was discussed.


As Zeke and his handler left the office, Blake felt the dried slobber on his hand where Zeke had licked him. He sat down in his chair for a moment, and sighed heavily. Blake had never seen a relationship like the two that had just been in his office before. He wondered if that was the reason he had accepted the obligation to perform the surgeries, when all others declined. "Did he yearn for a pup, too?" thought Blake. Certainly, it was a thought that had crossed his mind once or twice since he met Zeke. A pup to call his own.


Blake muttered something under his breath, but nobody was around to make out the words. "Zeke..." he thought to himself. And with a deep breath, bent his head to his desk, and continued to work...