You creep out of Jock's bedroom and down the stairs. You hear voices in what you assume is the kitchen and follow the sound. Opening the door, you see an adult man and woman talking, presumably Jock's parents. They're discussing the complaints they've received from other parents regarding their son's bullying.
"I just don't get it," says Mr. Jockman. "If these kids are such sissies that a little teasing bothers them, the parents should be glad to have Jock toughen them up."
"I know!" says Mrs. Jockman. "It's ridiculous--Who's that?"
She's spotted you. You open the door fully and stand up.
"Who are you?" asks Mr. Jockman. "And why are you naked except for Fido's old collar? Not that I'm complaining."
You decide to tell them the truth. Maybe they can curb Jock's behavior. They can't be so callous they're okay with slavery, right?
You explain what's happened to you and they start laughing.
"That's the most ridiculous story I've every heard!" Mr. Jockman exclaims.
"I have fox ears, and a fox tail," you point out.
"So you're a freak with some weird fetishes. If your so obedient, eat out my asshole!"
You walk over to the man, pull down his pants and stick your tongue where the sun doesn't shine. You lick and slurp and kiss. The taste is awful and you're pretty sure you get some left over crap in your mouth, but you can't stop.
"Ha! That's funny!" says Mrs. Jockman, pulling down her pants "Do me!"
You obey. She tastes slightly better, but not by much.
"Foxy, where are you?" you here Jock's voice call.
He comes into the kitchen and you never thought you'd be so happy to see him.
"Foxy, get over here!" he yells.
You're finally able to tear your mouth away and scramble over to Jock.
"Mom, Dad, Foxy is mine!" he says. "Please don't use her like that! Come on, Foxy, I have some things for you to do."
You follow him back up to his room. There he makes you...