Once upon a time part 8 (and end)

Once Upon a Time. Chapter 8


Master Speaks.

There was no doubt in my mind that finding scooter was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He was just the same age as me but seemed much younger because of his insecurity and his reticent nature, and he and I related to one another in a way that I had never known with anyone. After we met, I soon came to realise that I loved him totally and wanted the two of us to spend the rest of our lives together, and though our relationship was one which might seem odd to the rest of the world, it was totally and absolutely right for us. As we developed first puppy play and then puppy reality, scooter blossomed and puppy scooter was quite a different person from the timid young man I had met at the airport.

I was aware of two problems which were spoiling things for him. The first was that I have a job which means that I am away from the house for quite a long time each day and he found those long empty hours very hard to cope with. The second only came out when Ken came over. I had invited Ken so that I could talk over the problem of scooter's loneliness, though as always he and I enjoyed one another's bodies whilst we were together, and this is when it came out. Scooter had not really faced up to what it meant to be a pet in a human household and he first of all tried to follow our conversation, and then as Ken and I started to play he became jealous and had to be punished.

Ken had a solution to both difficulties.

"I have a friend who is a most proficient hypnotist and who can do wonderful things with the human mind. Why don't we bring him over to meet scooter and see if he can help?"

He made a 'phone call, and the following morning I told scooter that I was lending him to Ken for the morning and he was to obey Ken as he would me. Then I went off to collect Ken's friend, to whom as we drove I explained the problems we faced.

He was fascinated and delighted by the challenge and he assured me that since scooter wanted so much to be a good puppy he could do a lot to help. The conversation continued over lunch for the three of us and we explored and discussed possibilities and practicalities whilst scooter lay in the corner of he kitchen playing with a chew toy, then when we had finished, the four of us went into the sitting room and I explained to scooter that my friend George was going to help him to become a better puppy.

"Do you really want to be a better puppy?" George asked.

"Woof"

"then relax and listen to everything I have to say".

"Woof"

He talked scooter into deeper and deeper relaxation - not at all what I had expected - no flashing lights of swinging crystals, just a quiet comforting voice.

"Now, scooter I think you are ready. We are going deeper into this comfortable state. Let's go down together. One. The first step we take. You can hear only my voice now and it makes you feel even more relaxed because there is nothing else to distract you."

It was fascinating to watch as he led scooter gently into deeper and deeper trance, though I was a little taken aback when he said to scooter "Now scooter, you will be totally honest with me and answer my question. Do you really, really want to be Master's puppy? Are you absolutely and totally sure that this is your deepest desire?"

"Woof." Yes, very firmly from scooter. George turned to me and explained that if he had not had this reply whilst scooter was completely unable to lie, he would not have proceeded and would indeed have tried to undo what had already been done by way of conditioning.
They went deeper and it began to get truly fascinating.

"Scooter, here is a closet in which we can hang things we aren't wearing. I want you to put all your human memories in here for me. They are still yours and if the door is open you ca use them, but here, deep in your mind, is where you will store them."

"Woof"

"Now your understanding of speech. You understand me because the closet is open, but when it is closed you will know only commands addressed to you and will interpret speech only as an intelligent dog would, from tone and body language. You can speak only doggy speech."

"Woof"

"Once the door is closed you will be Master's dog. He will be the centre of your world and you will desire above everything else to please him. The only natural position for you will be on all fours and you will live totally as a dog. You will experience the world as a dog might."

"Woof"

Then we began on one or two extras we had discussed over lunch.

"We are going little deeper now, scooter. Come along as I lead you a little further."

He turned to explain to Ken and me that he was moving into the realm of reflexes and body chemistry.

"scooter, your cock will be half erect and perky at all times, but you will only have a full erection when you have the command 'Hard-on, scooter', and you will only ever be able to cum when you have the command 'cum now, scooter'. You will return to half erect with the command 'normal, scooter'. Only Master or someone he has told you to obey can give those commands. You will at all times be eager to please sexually."

"Now, scooter, let's go back to the closet. On Masters command .." he looked to me for guidance… "puppy, scooter, puppy' you will close the closet door. On the command 'boy, scooter, boy' you will open it again. As boy you will remember everything that you felt and experienced as puppy. Now it's time to wake up and you will remember none of this."

George turned to me. "Now's the testing time. Make the command"

I said firmly "Puppy, scooter, puppy" and he ran across the floor, licked my hand and sat there with a look of total devotion in his eyes. "Hard-on scooter" His cock swelled before my eyes with no stimulation of any kind. "normal scooter". It receded. I spoke to him "What's your name scooter?"
He looked up with a puzzled expression and licked my hand again.


Scooter's tale. The conclusion.

Master returned with another friend, and the three of them had lunch whilst I lay in the corner waiting for them to finish and playing with one of the toys I had been given, then I was led into the sitting room where the new friend, George, asked me if I really wanted to be a better puppy. What a stupid question - of course I did. I answered wit an almost scornful bark.

I must have dozed off then because I can remember nothing of what happened next until Master said "Puppy, scooter, puppy" and I entered a state of being so wonderful that I can hardly describe it. Everything was total involvement, body and mind. I looked at Master and adored him. I thought I had loved him before, but it was nothing compared with the total devotion of that time. Every movement was a joy and the world was a place of wonder. He aid something and suddenly I had an erection such as I had never known in my life, and my whole being was focused on my loins, then it went down with another command and I was back to normal. Master said "Boy, scooter, boy" and suddenly it was as if I had come out of sunlight into shadow. I could remember that euphoric time but it had gone.
Clearly Master and his friends were very happy about something, but it was not my concern except that it was good to see master so happy and excited. As the day wore on I kept moving in and out of that happy state as I think Master experimented. My dinner tasted like no dinner ever had before, and when later Master sat down and he and his friends allowed me to lick them, the flavours and scents of their bodies were incredible. Ken asked if I could fuck him, and Master gave me a hard-on which I used as commanded, until in the end Ken said he could take no more and master ordered me to cum for him. It was, like everything else, intense and all-consuming, sex such as I had never known before.

After they had gone, Master and I sat quietly together. "Are you happy, scooter?" he asked, and I licked him gratefully to try to say just how happy I was, then he moved me into that altered state and gave me sex that was wonderful beyond words.

When Master had to leave the house, he moved me into puppy mode and the day was quite different from the other lonely days I had spent. I chased off one or two small creatures which flew down into my run, I lay there enjoying the feel of the sun on my body, then later when it rained I allowed the drops to run sensuously across my skin. I dozed, I ate, I played with my toys, then I heard a car and my heart leapt - Master was home and my world was complete.

He spoke a few words and I moved out of that timeless euphoria into the world of memory and human concern, and all the events of the day fell into place for me as we began out happy evening of companionship.

This was the pattern of the time that followed. Sometimes Master had friends to visit, and whatever my condition I now accepted them without question. Sometimes he lent me to them for sex, occasionally we would all play together, it mattered not at all so long as master was pleased with me.

As the days went by, I took less and less pleasure in my semi-human state and more and more in my new condition of total involvement in the physical world without memory or worries, and I think Master came to realise this. One evening he sat down and told me to listen carefully.

"scooter, I feel a bit guilty about taking away so much of your humanity. Does it trouble you?"

"Woof, woof" as emphatically as I could.

Does that mean that you enjoy life in full doggy mode?"

"Woof." Again, as emphatically as I could.

"I like it more that way too. Would you like to stay that way all the time?"

I jumped up, too excited simply to reply with a bark, licking his face and his hands and everything I could reach, as he laughed and pushed me off.

"I guess that is my reply. Puppy, scooter, puppy"

And here the story ends because the new scooter has neither words nor language for more, and is too happy to desire either.