Showdog.
SIR/boi, Puppy play, Humiliation play. Comments welcome at chuckbc66@yahoo.ca. Be respectful please. Should sex and fetish acts between consenting adults of the same sex offend you, please stop reading.
SIR and I had played together before. This time was to be special. I was to be a showpiece for friends of his.
I flew in for the long week-end. Of course, I had to make my own way to SIR's place. Why would SIR bother with picking his boi up. When I arrived at SIR's place, I made my way to the back door entrance, a little porch if you will, where I was to put on my "uniform". SIR wanted his boi to wear his uniform while in the presence of SIR, before SIR laid eyes on his boi.
I scoured through my duffle bag and retrieved a white wifebeater, SMALL, though I would more likely wear large, white thighty whiteys... boy's large, although I would likely wear man's medium. SIR wanted his boi to be in boi's sizes, and to feel that he was indeed a boi, not a man. And white tube socks.
No matter what happened, as long SIR was leaving one piece of white clothing on his boi, boi knew he was doing well. When boi wouldn't behave to SIR's liking, boi was stripped of his uniform. boi also had spared, because sometimes, SIR liked to soil or destroy some articles of boi's uniform, as SIR's whims.
boi was done putting his uniform and SIR came to greet his boi on the porch about 10 minutes later, but what seemed like an hour to the boi. boi had to be on time. SIR's schedule was SIR's concern only... SIR always arrived on time, according to SIR. SIR proceeded with the usual inspection, going around his boi, touching, probing, prodding, groping. That always made boi blush. boi enjoyed the intensity of feeling his cheeks heat up, hearing his heart in his ears, mouth getting dry. SIR pulled on boi's briefs in the rear and slipped his hand in, passing a finger in boi's furry asscrack and smelled it. boi had made certain that boi was fresh at the airport toilet before making his way to SIR's place. SIR was pleased and ripped the ass portion apart as a sign of approval. boi could just imagine how his extra furry butt must've looked through the ripped opening of the extra tight boi briefs.
SIR informed boi that company was going to start arriving soon and that he needed to prep his boi for the showing. boi was told to bring his stuff and himself in to the guest room.
boi was informed that exceptionally, boi would not be wearing a uniform... but in lieu, boi would be wearing a dog collar, which was installed on boi's neck, and padlocked.
SIR told boi to remove his socks and to stand straight. SIR then ripped boi's wifebeater and briefs quite violently, in one big move for each. It did not hurt, but wasn't pleasant either, but boi didn't make a sound and tried to remain as still as possible, though the pull from SIR on the fabric nearly threw boi to the ground. SIR examined boi in every crease and fold including boi's balls that SIR instructed for the first time that boi should shave smooth. Perfect boi. SIR is pleased. boi does realize that transformations on boi's body will occur tonight. SIR said no more. boi was made to sit on the exercise machine and was tied securely to it. SIR opened a cabinet and took out articles from it.
SIR could see that boi's face showed concern. Strike that, it displayed fear. SIR informed boi that boi's ballsack would be injected with saline and made to be much larger. boi would become SIR's puppy for the show, and more was going to happen at the show.
boi wasn't fond of needles, especially not in his ballsack, but hey, boi was dedicated to pleasing SIR. Various medical like procedures were done and eventually, a needle was inserted in boi's ballsack. It wasn't too painful. SIR had obviously done this before. The I-V line started to pump in the saline into boi's ballsack. I felt a dull burning sensation inside my scrotum, but nothing unbearable. Towards the end, though there was a heavier burning at the back and top of my ballsack, but that too was bearable. I was now equipped with a huge ballsack, about the size of a grapefruit, and my dick seemed to have shrivelled inside.
SIR looked at boi, and said:
"Perfect. My boi puppy needs to have big balls as he walks on all fours in front of my guests. Now boi needs his dick modified as well".
I was sweating bullets when he said that. How does one modify a dick? He took out what looked like a insulin needle and what I later learned was a small 25ml saline pod, and he injected the saline directly into the foreskin, between the inner layer and the outer layer of skin, causing it to distend.
Some of the saline in boi's ballsack started to migrate also into the skin at the base of boi's dick. The look was just unreal. boi didn't look like he had a human dick and balls anylonger. The shape, size, feel, everything was unusual about it, kind of like when you look at an animal's genitals. SIR did want his boi to be his puppy for the show in a bit, SIR was achieving a remarkable job at least in the crotch area.
SIR then used some sort of tincture and applied it to boi's balls and cock. Now, it did not look canine, but it did not look human either anymore. But what did SIR mean when he mentioned that more would happen during the show?
boi's mind was brought back to the "NOW", as SIR was getting more gear organized. Leather mittens were installed on boi's hands. Pads were fitted on boi's knees and boi's legs were attached to boi's thighs, so that boi was level when walking on all fours. A TAIL-ed buttplug was inserted in boi's hole. When a dog shaped leather hood was fitted on boi's head, boi looked more like a dog than anything else, especially since boi was very hairy: face, front, back, bum, arms, legs, thighs, everywhere, except boi's shaved balls. And now, boi had a huge ballsack and a distorted dick.
boi was ready to be brought out to be shown. The Winchester dog show had nothing on this pup!