MEIKO’S A GOOD PUPPY
by Alas Negras

Breeding programme. Those had been the humans' words before they put me in a cage. I hadn't heard much more as they were taking me to the other end of the sanctuary, just something about it being an interstate collaboration to help with wolf repopulation. Now I was in a dark room, waiting. My tail was thumping against the walls of the cage, showing my full enthusiasm. Even without having all the details, the word 'breeding' sounded pretty good. I wasn't the only wolf they had brought; two males had come before me. But they were at least a year older than me, judging by their size and strong scent; much more suited to be alphas. I would never have imagined that humans would look to me for something like this. Blushing, I tried to find a comfortable position while I waited. Soon after, I heard voices approaching, and the lights came on. I squealed loud, excited.

"It's time to come out, Meiko."

I recognised the first human, his name was Fred; he always brought us food. He was tall, muscular and had a big red beard. The one with him was smaller, wore glasses and dressed in a white coat. He held a folder to his chest. I sniffed the air cautiously, a little wary of his severe and impatient gaze. Fred didn't leave me much time to get used to it; he opened the cage and pulled me out easily, with just a couple of tugs on my neck fur.

"Hey, hey!" the stranger stepped back. "Aren't you going to use the noose on him, at least?
"Nah, I've known this little guy since he got here. He was raised by humans, he's harmless.
"Are you sure you haven't got the wrong specimen? I mean, it looks rather-"
"Female? Hehehe, I know. Don't worry, every member of the sanctuary has made that mistake at some point. It's an old joke among us, isn't it, little one?" Fred bent down to nuzzle me. "Who's a cute little wolf, who?

I ducked my tail as I protested a little, looking away. His words were true, but he didn't need to tell the other human! However, I enjoyed the petting despite the comments. I knew they were flatteries, but at the same time, they made me feel so small and helpless, almost like a puppy. I looked around the place. The room was white, with posters of wildlife, the floor blue and smooth. Behind them, at the back, was a strange structure. Something like a stand tilted at thirty degrees, covered in plastic and supported by metal legs. No sign of females or even other males. I could pick up no scent to give me any clues. Fred took a collar with a leash already attached and put it on me.

"Raphael, was it?" the stranger nodded. "Okay, I'll hold it, and you fill in the details on the form. Take the opportunity to familiarise yourself with the coat pattern, it's very important to be able to recognise them."

Raphael began to measure me, then took my weight and wrote down all the details. He seemed amused when he pointed out to Fred how small and light I was for my age. They both laughed as I ducked my head. I just need a little more time to develop, that's all, I thought. After taking a myriad of notes, the guy pulled out a camera and started taking several pictures. To my surprise, Fred's hands grabbed my chest and forced me to roll over, leaving me lying on my back. Exposed, I froze as my hindlegs closed by pure instinct, with my tail in between to cover my parts. Why did I have to be in such a vulnerable position? Hadn't they taken enough pictures?

"Come on, come on, Meiko. Be a good girl and relax for us, will you? Don't act so silly; I know you do it often when you play with the other wolves."

I'm not a girl! And it's not like I like to submit all the time! Embarrassed, I tried to get up again, but Fred held me in place. He stroked my neck, massaging right after my ears, finding several sensitive spots that made me shiver with pleasure. Then he moved down my chest, scratching between my ribs, gentle, ruffling my abundant, soft fur. Raphael joined in, circling his fingers over my belly.

"That's the way to do it, Meiko, there's nothing to be afraid of. Be a good puppy, and then you can have your fun. "
"Yes, little one, relax, you're good..."

Grunts of pleasure escaped me helplessly. Accepting defeat, I finally followed their instructions. I let out a small squeak as Raphael's hand brushed my sheath, giving my balls a gentle squeeze. Was that necessary? I covered my face with my paws, but not entirely, feeling the need to watch. My face burned hot with each new picture, and I whimpered a little throughout the whole process, trying to hold back my urge to run away.

"I think our friend is a puppy in more ways than one. Look at him, he barely seems to have developed down there," said Raphael as he wrote in the folder.
"Yep, Meiko's not very big where it matters," Fred replied, laughing. "Or well, in general. But he's very popular on our website! People using the online cam are always asking about our cute 'female'. He's going to be very popular when we release him, I have no doubt. "
"Let's complete the evaluation first. To be honest, I don't think we'll have a surprise with him, but work is work."
"Don't be so harsh on him, he could have potential. Come on, come on, take the AV."

At least the photoshoot was over. Confused, I got on four again, and Fred led me over to the strange stand I had seen earlier. Confused, I wasn't quite sure what I was going to do now. Would they bring a female? This was all supposed to be for breeding, but I was still there alone. The only thing Raphael got was a long, cylindrical object with an opening that looked narrow. At the other end hung a small plastic bag. I could smell something inside, vaseline or something similar.

"I'll hold him," said Fred. "You do the thing."

Raphael pulled out a vial and approached me. A pungent, sweet, spicy smell flooded the room in barely a second. It was feminine, no doubt, concentrated to the max. I had never smelled anything like it before, but my instinct knew what it was. With a groan, I tugged on the leash, wanting to get closer. My cock awoke and began to poke out, twitching slightly while I began to salivate. I watched as the liquid was spread across the surface of the stand, and I moved closer, tongue out, wanting to lick it off. I got down on two legs, trying to reach the exact spot when I noticed something between my legs. Raphael had put the thing under me, right in front of my sheath...

For a second, I felt it. I went in, and it was incredible. Soft walls surrounding me, tight and wet, with a sloshing sound. I couldn't think straight, but it was wonderful, just wonderful. I tried to push forward and felt myself slipping out. No! Desperate, I began to thrust, wanting to feel that rubbing again, to satisfy the invading need running all over my body. I hopped and hopped, to no avail, noticing how my member slipped sideways.

"Hey, hey, take it easy, Romeo," said Raphael, trying to align the AV. "Those moves aren't going to get you very far with a real female. 
"You're telling me! From the way he's lifting his tail, it looks like he'd actually prefer to be on the other side. Would you like that, Meiko? Would you rather hold your tail for a bunch of alphas? With those pretty curves, you'll find it easy to attract willing males, that's for sure."

I replied with a high-pitched moan, straining harder. The scent of the female in heat filled all my senses. Full of excitement, I tried to thrust again, to follow their orders. I only managed to spill my pre on the floor, like rain, too nervous to move properly. I knew my thrusts were clumsy and uneven, but I didn't know how to correct them, I didn't know what to do as I got harder and harder, I felt my whole body tense in search of that pussy, even if it was fake. 

"Easy, easy," I noticed Fred's pats on my back, then his voice whispering in my ear. "Think of the bench as your first female. A pretty, young, light-furred, sweet-smelling she-wolf. She approaches you, smiling. You can smell her need, can't you? You are the only one here who can help her. She's a damsel in distress, and you want to help her, don't you?"

Raphael's hand withdrew the sheath, guided my cock straight into the device. I squealed as I felt again how warm it was, how it surrounded me, so easy and soft. Was that what females were like? The fingers held my knot, preventing me from going any further; they squeezed at just the right spots, on my knot and behind it, making me moan over and over in high-pitched tones. It was humiliating, but I didn't want to stop, it felt too good.

"You have to show off. With those thrusts and your little cock she's not going to be able to feel you. Come on. I know you're not an alpha, but you can satisfy a female, right? Concentrate on her soft pussy, feel her tremble. She needs you, Meiko. Now is your time. Even females know how to satisfy each other. Come on, give her what she needs, relax..."

Not an alpha... those words only made me push even harder. The breeding stand shook; it was soaked with my saliva. I bit down on it, gripped it tight and rammed my hips in desperation. That warm container... no, my female. A she-wolf, like I'd always wanted to taste. To feel her, if only for once, to sink into her delicate folds. I gasped and dug my claws in, feeling my knot about to enter, the pounding sending ripples of pleasure throughout my body. I squealed, my cock jerking harder and harder. I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it.

"Look out, now!

Almost out of breath, about to slip off the bench, I ejaculated on my last impulse. My knot, fully formed, almost came through the opening as my cock twitched and sent spurts of semen spurting deep into the artificial vagina, pooling in the pouch. I moaned, louder than before, enjoying the sensation of cumming.

"Good puppy, that's the way to go, Meiko."
"I'm going to analyse this. Keep an eye on him, I'll be quick.

I dismounted, feeling my legs barely holding my weight. Fred encouraged me, stroking me under my muzzle, praising how well I'd behaved and how cute my 'voice' was. Every word only made me more and more embarrassed. I was almost grateful when Raphael came back to interrupt him. Almost because his look was serious.

"I guess we don't have a new record."
"Low count, low mobility and a high number of abnormal forms. A record, yes, for having the worst sperm I've seen in years."
"Well, we had to try. I'm sorry, my dear baby wolf.”

I groaned bitterly. Half the words meant nothing to me; the conclusion did. I was not a good breeder. 

"Well, if that's the case, we have to follow the protocol," said Fred, with a hint of pity.
"Yes," replied Raphael, taking the leash. "Remove his sample and clean this up, and I'll take care of the rest."
"Mmm, okay. Are you sure you don't want help?"
"I know what I have to do, don't worry. Unless you feel like watching."
"I pass," Fred denied vehemently and stroked me again. "I'll see you around, little one."

Puzzled, I followed Raphael into an adjoining room. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. They weren't even going to keep the sample. Was it that bad? I knew it wasn't alpha material, maybe not even beta, but... a strong smell of alcohol hit my nose, bringing me back to reality. I was in a room similar to a veterinarian's office. One with a metal gurney with leather straps attached. I turned to Raphael just as the needle was plunging into my thigh. I shrieked and tried to pull away, but the leash held me back.

"I'm sorry, boy. The protocol is very strict, we can't release sub-standard specimens. Don't worry, it will only take fifteen minutes, then you can rest."

I started to feel faint. I noticed how Raphael hugged me, and I tried to break free, but my muscles weren't working as they were supposed to. He lifted me up like a puppy and placed me on the gurney as I whimpered, unsure of what to do. Gradually, I became more and more tired, sleepy, though only in my body. I was unable to do anything as he placed me on my back, pinning my legs to the corners, leaving my crotch open and vulnerable. I tried to remain calm, even though I knew he could do whatever he wanted to me.

"Shhh, shhh, it's for your own good. This will help you avoid conflict in the pack. No challenging the hierarchy or fighting over females, no. And it will also prevent you from getting nasty tumours. Just a couple of snips, and you'll be a cute, healthy puppy."

Snips? I whimpered and whined again, louder, but he paid me no attention as he made the preparations. He set up a metal tray with shiny instruments at the foot of the gurney. He had changed his clothes, now wearing a green gown and gloves. He caressed my sheath and balls, sliding them between his fingers. His attention made me react in a positive way, and my penis showed his tip, stained with pre-cum. Humiliated, I watched as he waxed me down there, leaving me without my beautiful fur on my thighs as well. Then he washed the area with a frothy, pink liquid before giving me another injection between my sheath and balls.

"Just a little bit of lidocaine, so you won't feel a thing. I'll be done in no time, you'll see. You know, being neutered might help with the females. I met a neutered dog who had a lot of girlfriends. They all let him mount them because he was puppy safe," he laughed softly. "I don't know if that's going to be your case with female wolves, though. Being so small and looking so much like one of them..."

The scalpel gleamed in the intense light above my head. Paralysed as I was, I could only watch as little by little my scrotum opened up in a horizontal line. The injection worked, I felt nothing. One of my testicles was easily exposed as if it was eager to leave my body. I felt my face red, my pre still dripping from his words. Could I still attract the attention of the females?

"Now we crush the spermatic cord... and set up a couple of strangled knots underneath to prevent bleeding. Now to wait a few seconds before cutting. Where was I going? Ah, yes: the females. Maybe now that you're going to be almost one, you can get closer to them. It's not like you can give them what they need, but at least you can get some cuddles. Or, while they wait their turn to be fucked, maybe you'll be lucky enough to lick their pussies, prepare them for the big cock of the real, pure alpha males." 

Still not quite believing it, I watched as the first of my balls was pulled out with a simple slash, and the process started all over again with the second. I wanted to close my eyes, but at the same time, I couldn't stop watching. It had been so easy, almost as if it was meant to be, like if I was really meant to do everything Raphael was saying.

"And, when the females aren't in heat, you will be able to help a male or two. I'm sure they'll see you as just another female, but available all year round. You'll soon accumulate a little more fat, your shape will be even more feminine. You'll be a hit, yes. They'll enjoy taking turns with you. One after the other, for hours, servicing you, using your pretty... 'pussy'.”

With that last statement, he pushed his finger into my ass, reaching the exact spot. With a final, loud moan, I cummed again, staining my chest with what little was left of my sperm. The last load spilt uselessly over me, the last I would ever have. I had ceased to be a male, radically and totally. Satisfied, Raphael dropped off the last of my balls next to the other.

A most humiliating pack life awaited me, I would only be an omega to them all... and part of me was looking forward to it.

THE END