"To come over here and lick my feet, while I tell you what I have planned for you, Chaddy boy!" the Master
said with an evil grin, as he kicked off his shoes.
In spite of himself, Chaddy boy, as he now thought of himself, trotted over to his Master with his tail
wagging eagerly, and his tongue hanging out. He knew not to use his hands. So, with his mouth he removed his
master's socks. He started with the right sock, and gripped the end with his teeth, he could taste the acrid
sweat on the toe of the sock as he tugged. He found himself sucking the sweat out of the sock as he worked it
off his master's foot. The part of him that still was Chad was filled with disgust and seemed to shrink inside
himself even smaller as the dog-slave Chaddy boy relished the foul tasting sweat and grew larger and more
dominant. Chad wondered at how such a disgusting creature as Chaddy boy could dominate a stud like Chad, then
as he tugged the sock completely off his father's boss' foot, he caught a glimpse of his crotch. His manhood
really was gone. He was no longer a stud, he was really a pussy. He hadn't realized until he tasted the grime
between his master's toes that Chaddy boy was using Chad's tongue to massage this man's disgusting foot. He
was eating this guy's toe jam. He felt sick, except he felt so happy too. He was confused. How could his
father have done this to him? His father must have stolen a fortune, maybe to pay for Chad's football camp
last summer? He wondered guiltily.
Chaddy boy soon had the two black dress socks under his belly as his mouth massaged his wonderful master's
feet.
"Chaddy boy, your daddy sold you cheap!" laughed Geoff's father.
Chad's psyche raised its head from the fetal position in which it was hiding deep in Chaddy boy's mind. Daddy
sold him cheap? He looked up from his master's foot up into his master's grinning face.
"Yes, he did, Chad," the master said noting the gleam of intelligence in the face of the animal at his feet, "
I caught him pilfering office supplies. At most a few hundred dollars, of course it would have made him
unemployable and potentially put him in jail for a few months maybe even a year, but with the jail
overcrowding, I doubt he'd have served a day. You know selling you to me was his idea," he added nastily.
He could see the devastation in Chad's face, and grinned larger. Then he took his feet and directed his slave
dog boy to rotate his body to face his head away from his master's feet.
"Now let's get those two pussies of yours stretched," he said candidly.
Two pussies? Stretched? Chad was confused. He felt his master's left toe hook into his camel toe shaped
vagina, and then the big right toe pushed against the rosebud of his rectum.
Then he was crying. His master had just shoved his left foot into his vagina, and his right foot into his
rectum. He hadn't had time to even scream. He had just gasped and sobbed, as his master wiggled his feet
inside his body.
Chaddy boy was in heaven at being used this way, and Chad was thoroughly shocked and disgusted.
"Hey, pops, how's Chad working ou- oh, my human slippers?" Geoff asked as he entered.
"No, foot warmer slave," his father corrected, "I can hardly move my feet like this, let alone walk, so
definitely not slippers," then he chuckled.
"Oh, you're getting him stretched before the party. I cannot believe his father is coming," Geoff said
shaking his head.
Chad tried to focus on Geoff and not the intense pain of his throbbing ass and former manhood. The worst part
of the hurting was that on some level it also felt really good. Party? Father?
Geoff was a student teacher, a college sophomore and until recently, Chad had considered him a pussy. Now as
he focused on Geoff's crotch, his mouth watered. Yeah, Geoff was the stud now. None of it made any sense,
but..
Chaddy boy was working his vagina and ass muscle in Kegel exercises around his master's feet.
"Oh, yeah," moaned the master leaning back in his chair.
Chad's head fell forward and he stared at the small gap between his harnessed chest and the floor. Something
was wrong. His eyes darted to his now pronounced nipples, the right one, the left, the second right, - the
second right? The second left! He had four nipples now, and further down his torso he could see a couple
dark pimples sticking out just where a third set of nipples should go. What had Geoff said about him becoming
more animalistic with each orgasm? Or-or-or-gassssssm! His master's feet were- damn they felt good. He
yelped and whined.
Geoff bent down and tousled Chad's hair. He said in a soothing almost baby talk voice, "Oh, yeah, Chad, who's
my little bitch boy?"
"Woof! I am!" Chad heard his voice answer, "Yes, sir, I am your- oooh, little bitch boy!"