There was a certain Dalmatian who was quite different from the others in his family. His name was Dante, and he's quite special. For one, he has black fur and purple spots, but people quickly realized he just dyed them, making himself look 'emo' as his siblings dubbed him, which, he doesn't care. That was the kind of effect he was going for.
But lately, he believed he was some prophet of doom and gloom, mainly the world ending. But in actuality, he was stressed beyond belief and he didn't know what to do with himself. So... he just kind of embraced as the paranoid and superstitious one of the group.
Dante knew he was basically getting on his siblings nerves. And not all of them say it out loud, he could tell what they were thinking. He was overreacting to nothing, his 'visions' were just ramblings of a madman, and his emo and edgelord shtick was very obvious.
Whenever he isn't panicking and going on about doomsday scenarios with no proof, he was usually very quiet and soft spoken, often keeping things to himself. But he wanted his persona to end. He felt like an outcast sometimes and he doesn't know what to do.
Without realizing it, he was alienating himself from his family. He was one of the older siblings of the household and he was acting like a childish pup, it was downright embarrassing. Now, when he does his routine, he wakes up, showers, applies his makeup and fur dye and puts on his 'emo clothes'.
A black t-shirt, black pants and fishnet arm warmers and even a spiked collar. He looks at himself in the mirror and sighs sadly.
"Another day, another chance to make myself look like an ass... I hate myself." Dante mutters to himself, then he starts off his day. That has been the routine since he began, at first, he thought himself as cool and stuff. But now? What was he thinking? Dante wasn't cool. He was just... stupid. An edgelord, a tryhard, a pup trying to gain attention.
He felt like an embarrassment, and his mother and father, bless their hearts, still love him. Plus, it didn't help he was so stressed all the time. He needed to find a way to end this vicious cycle once and for all!
One day, he was alone in his room as Dante browses through his cell phone. He gave a heavy sigh and scrolls some images and videos, but nothing cheered him up. It was mainly just some stupid animals and kids making themselves look cool, when they're really not. They just like the attire and style.
"This sucks... What can I do to make myself happy?" He wonders to himself out loud, he puts in another search and doesn't finish. What would be the point? He was just going to be reminded what a tryhard goth he is. However, Dante saw one of the results piquing his interest.
"Goth Slut? Goth Prostitute? What the hell...? There's no way that's a thing." Dante says in disbelief, but curiosity got the better of him. He clicked and saw results of images and videos. His eyes widened as he was now glued to the screen. "Whaaaaaa...???"
Before his eyes, he saw many goths showing themselves off, looking smug, shy or even downright horny. They were revealing clothing of just nothing at all but their makeup and hairstyles.
Dante saw one video where one goth male was in some gloryhole, pleasing unknown males while enjoying himself. He saw the whole thing and heard his moaning. The dark Dalmatian's cheeks were a deep red. "Oh my Dog... he's really... and... w-wow...~" That... actually looked kinda fun.
Maybe... maybe he can do that? He switched to his profile, showing himself off. He then notices... he has the curves and waist of a female. Plus, with him being so soft spoken when he isn't screaming for the 'end of the world', he found himself rather... cute.
Then, another realization hit him as he smacked his forehead. "Oh, my Dog I'm gay. How did I not realize it? Welp... better late than never, I suppose!" he thought about his new plan. He would have to do it at night. He would be pretty suspicious during the day. Plus, he certainly didn't want his family involved.
"It's dinner time!" He heard Dylan shout from downstairs, along the man eager siblings rushing down. He made up his mind. He was going to do it. Maybe this was his chance to break the monotony.
After finishing his meal and the rest of his family going to bed, Dante was wide awake and managed to sneak out. Once he was out of the house, he began wandering around London's streets.
"Okay, Dante... you can do this! You're just patrolling outsides... in the dark. Alone." Worry began to creep up at him as he started to get nervous. "... M-m-m-maybe this was a bad idea! I-I could just... g-go home... and forget this! I-I could just... j-jerk off to porn! That usually helps! Yeah!"
While he was lost in thought, Dante accidentally bumped into someone. "Oof!" He grunted. "S-Sorry about thaaa…"
Dante trailed off as he saw who he bumped into. It was a tall man wearing a dark coat, a black shirt with a skull on it, dark jeans, and he had on black fingerless gloves. He was also smoking a cigarette.
The man looked down at Dante. "Who the hell are you?" He asked flatly.
Dante was both in awe and fear at the man's appearance. However, he didn't want to miss a beat. "Dante… My name's Dante." He said nervously. "And you are?"
The man sighed. "Does it matter? Does anything matter?" He asked. "Though, if you really want to know… You can call me Graz."
An awkward silence hung in the air before Graz spoke again. If that was even his real name. "What are you even doing out here so late?" He asked as he bent down to Dante's height.
"O-oh... uhm... I was, uh... going out for a night stroll...?" Dante said, even as he heard himself say that, even he didn't buy it. The man looked like he didn't either. He sighs and decided to come clean. "Okay, look... I'm going through... I guess an identity crises? And I needed to unwind... so... yeah."
Graz took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the goth Dalmatian. He certainly didn't behave like a typical goth or anything and he seemed so nervous and quiet.
"Unwind, huh? You sure you're not out for another reason, Dante?" The man said and Dante couldn't help but turn away and blush slightly.
Against his better judgment, Dante ultimately decided to fess up. "Look, I heard about Goth Prostitution and I kinda… Wanted to try it out! There, I said it!" He exclaimed.
It took a while for Graz to speak up. "Well, you certainly have the 'Assets' for it." He said before groping Dante's ass.
Dante freaked out and backed away. Turning back to Dante in the process. "Whoa, hey! I'm still not sure about it! Cut me some slack, alright?"
Graz took another puff of his cigarette. "You know, I know I'm probably not the best source of information, but… I know a way you can get started on this sort of thing."
Dante raised an eyebrow at this. "How?" He asked skeptically. Not quite sure he could even trust Graz.
Graz discarded his cigarette and reached into his coat pocket. Pulling out a flask and handing it out to the goth Dalmatian. "Take a drink of this."
"What is it?" Asked Dante as he took the flask.
"Think of it as a warmup for things to come." Graz replied.
Dante could hear warning bells inside his head, practically screaming at him this was a bad idea. But he so desperately wanted something out of this. So, he opens the lid to the flask and drank the contents. He winces, it tasted awful! A reason he never drank.
"Ugh... okay, so how does this... wa-warm... me... uuuhh... wh-what's...???" Dante suddenly felt dizzy and was struggling to keep himself awake. What the hell was in that?!
He stared at Graz as he took the flask back from the Dalmatian and gave a small smirk.
"This should loosen you up." He heard the man say before Dante was struggling to stay awake. He must've blacked out at some point.
The goth Dalmatian groans, feeling his head spinning, the after effects still lingering. "Wha... what happened...? What did I just..."
What was in that disgusting drink Graz gave him? And where the hell was he?! The ground beneath him was much softer than the concrete from outside, and he could hear his voice and breaths echo. So he was in a room, but what kind of room was it?
Slowly, Dante's vision began to return to him. He tried to rub his head, but he found himself unable to do so. In fact, all four legs weren't moving! What was going on!?
The room he was in had red walls, a black ceiling, and a dark purple floor. He was laying down on a bed with red sheets and black pillows. Upon looking around, he found that his legs weren't moving despite them not even being tied up! And then he noticed a black door that opened before Graz walked in.
"G-Graz, what're you doing?!" Dante panicked.
"What? Can't a goth have his fun?" He asked casually as if nothing was wrong.
Dante's blood ran cold. "Wh-What kind of fun?" He asked nervously. Scared for whatever Graz had planned for him. Or wanted to do to him, if anything!
"You said you wanted to 'unwind' right? And curious as to how to enjoy like the others. Think of this as a... trial run." Graz explained and Dante suddenly felt very scared.
He struggles against his bonds, but found he couldn't break free, even if he tried. He whimpered as he started to reconsider this whole thing.
"L-look... I-I, uhm... I changed my mind! S-so if you can just let me go and I promise I won't tell anyone...!" Dante pleaded, but it looked like the male didn't seem to care.
"No can do. How do I know you won't squeal? Besides, seeing an ass like that on you? Couldn't this up~" Graz chuckles as the goth Dalmatian's heart sank upon hearing that.
He was such an idiot! Why didn't he just run?! He didn't know where he was, what building he was in or anything. He was stuck. He started to sniffle.
"P-please don't hurt me...! C-can't you just... nghh... u-untie me and lemme go home?!" He was starting to panic, if he guesses what's going to happen... This wasn't what he had in mind.
"What do you mean? This is your home now." Graz said. At that, Dante began really panicking.
"W-WAIT! DON'T DO THIS! PLEASE!!" He shouted. Tears even running down his cheeks. "Oh, Dog… Why was I so stupid…?"
"Hey, this was your choice." Graz shrugged before slowly undressing. Dante watched helplessly as Graz did so. Wishing upon praying that he was asleep in his bed back home. His real home; not this horrible place!
Once Graz was down to his underwear, (Which was also black) he slid them down to reveal his huge cock. Dante both blush and wept. His own dick was microscopic in comparison!
"Please… I-I prose to never tell anyone! Just let me go home…" Dante sobbed.
"I told you, this is your home now." Graz said before slapping Dante across the face with his erection. "Get to it~"
Dante wept, as he realizes he was truly trapped. And if he didn't do what Graz says, something worse would happen. He would have to play along for now. He opens his mouth and takes the erection inside, sobbing as he gazes tearfully at the man.
Once again, Graz didn't seem to care what Dante was going through and groans.
"Mmm... that's it..." He places a hand on the back of the Dalmatian's head and started moving his hips, thrusting inside the goth canine's throat.
Dante meanwhile was mentally beating himself hard. Why did he go through with this?! He was such a fucking idiot!
'Dylan... Dolly... anyone...! I'm so scared! I don't like this! I DON'T LIKE THIS!!!' He despaired as he could let out muffled whimpers. These images and videos made it seem like fun... This wasn't fun! This was gross and weird!
"Such a cute and girlish pup you are... I'm surprised no one's taken you sooner. That'll have to be fixed though~" Graz chuckles, and grabs Dante's head, face fucking him proper.
The poor Dalmatian boy could only groan and sob with horror. He had never done this before in his life! He gurgles everytime the male's erection hit his throat.
'Kill me... just fucking kill me now! Dog Almighty save me...!' He squeezes his eyes shut, hoping to block whatever's happening to him out.
As Dante's tears continued to flow, Graz felt himself getting close. He want harder and faster into the poor goth dog as he began leaking pre. "I'm almost there; get ready for it!" He moaned.
Oh no… Oh no! No no no no NO! He wasn't ready!
After a couple more deep thrusts, Graz moaned loudly as he came down Dante's throat. "Aaah! Take it, you goth bitch!"
Dante had little choice but to swallow Graz's cum. As he expected, it tasted horrible. Maybe worse than that drink from the start of all this. Graz pulled away and panted heavily while Dante sobbed.
"Please… No more…" He cried. "I don't wanna do this anymore, just let me free…!"
Graz didn't listen as he poked his still-erect penis at Dante's entrance. Causing him to gasp. "Not there!" He panicked. "Oh, please not there! Anything but there!"
"You've got a nice ass, Dante~" Graz complimented sadistically.
"P-please! I'm a virgin! I've never...!" But once again, Dante's pleas fell on deaf ears, as he felt the tip poking and prodding his hole.
"All the better~ You'll get used to it in no time~ And then... you'll show everyone how good of a slut you are~" Graz says and watches as the goth dog gave a low whimper.
Then, he shoves it inside, making Dante scream bloody murder, fighting against his restraints but once again, couldn't break free. This was much worse than actually tasting it!
"AAAAAAAHHHH!!!! Take it out, take it out, take it out!!! Oh, fuck!!" Dante's eyes grew wide with fear and pain, he threw his head back and moans.
"There, there... it'll get better soon. Just relax, Dante." Graz says and starts moving his hips, all Dante could do was whine and moan in agony. He hated it! He never should have tried this!
"D-Dylan...! Dolly...! Help me!!" He cried out, knowing full well nobody would be nearby, but that didn't stop him from calling on instinct.
Dante's ass bounced and jiggled with every harsh thrust. Graz felt amazing! Why hadn't he met him before? Dante on the other hand? This was his own personal hell.
"Oh Dog… Oh sweet Dog…" He whimpered. "It hurts! It hurts! It feels so… So…"
"So what?" Graz asked. Knowing good and well the dog's mind wouldn't take much more if this.
"So… Good~" Dante's screams of agony slowly morphed into moans of pleasure as his eyes were turning to hearts. Graz grinned. His mind was slowly becoming one with his~
'What am I thinking?!' Dante thought. 'This is torture! This is absolute tor…ture…?'
Dante's thoughts suddenly went blank. Why did it feel so awful earlier? This felt amazing now! In fact, what was he doing earlier? Something about Goth Prostitution and, in turn, whoring himself out? …Yeah, that sounds about right~
"M-More!" Dante groaned out. Really getting into it. "Gimmie more, Graz! I need your cock!"
Graz gave an evil smirk and went faster and rougher on Dante. In return, the goth Dalmatian was moaning loudly, all thoughts of pain and escaping leaving his mind.
"Dog yes!~ More!~ Fuck me! Rape me!~ This... ahah...! This is all I'm good for! I found my true purpose!~" Dante says, a smile forming and tears of joy running down his cheeks, his mind breaking. "This is what I need to become a true whore!~"
"That's right, Dante... With this, you'll get all the dicks and cum all you want~ And when you come home, you'll receive exactly this all the time~" Graz says and unties Dante, knowing full well that he wouldn't run.
And sure enough, he stayed, letting Graz pound his fat femboy ass. All he could was giggle dumbly and stare at his new owner with lust.
"Aahaha...! Y-yes... I'll do that! I'll throw everything away! My life... my old home... e-even... my family!!~ I just wanna be fucked!!~" It was official, Dante had snapped as his own cock twitched with pleasure and leaking pre. "Don't ever throw me away, Graz! Don't toss me away my Master!~"
Master... that had a nice ring to it. If Dante was serious, and Graz is sure he is... this'll be more fun~
Graz began leaking pre. "I'm gonna cum again!" He moaned.
"Yes! Cum inside me, Master!" Dante begged. "Please don't pull out! FILL ME UP!"
That was all Graz needed to hear! With a few more hard thrusts inside Dante's bubble butt, he came deep inside his new fucktoy. Dante moaning louder than ever as his mind finally shattered. "YEEEESH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed crazily.
The sheer amount of cum that filled him caused Dante's stomach to bulge and him to cum as well. Spraying his body and some on the sheets. Did he care? Absolutely not! He was with his master now, so it was all good~
Graz eventually stopped cumming and pulled out. Staining the slutty goth dog with the rest of his cum. "Hah… So… Good…" Graz panted. "Did you like that?~"
"Yesh… I's lurved it~" Dante replied. His speech becoming slurred as if he was drunk.
Graz was glad to hear that, and he was even more glad he found a new fucktoy~ He also had an idea…
[…]
Time had passed since Dante went missing and his family was getting worried. They thought they'd never hear from him again… Until they received a message on the answering machine.
"This is the Dalmatian Household, please leave a message." The answering machine said before it played. They could hear something. A plapping sound followed by some slurping noises. What the hell was that?
"Mmhf... pfha...! Hi everyone! It's me, Dante! Don't worry about me! I'm much happier now! I finally found myself and am so glad! Ooogh! S-so rough...!~" They heard him, followed by his girlish moans. What was going on and where was he?!
"Don't bother looking for me. I found a new home now~ You might see me on the Internet at some point. I've become famous!~ Anyways. I won't be coming home... ever. I love you guys though! I'll be with my Master worshipping cocks like the goth slut I am! Bye, bye!~" And that was the last they ever heard of him.
Of course, they contact Scotland Yard, but found no leads, and the number was unknown. Meanwhile with Dante, he was having the time of his life!~ Being used by any eager and horny males. His whole outfit had changed. He wore fishnet arm warmers and fingerless gloves, black thigh high stockings and still retained his spiked collar, only with a tag that read 'SLUT' on it.
The hearts never left his eyes as he was fucked in his ass by one male while stroking others cocks and taking some inside his mouth, his fur covered in semen and piss. Used as a true fucktoy. He has zero regrets right now and was thankful his Master showed him the true way to happiness.
As he was filled up again and covered, Dante licked his lips and smiles. "Hahh... who's next? Come and fuck this slutty bitch!~ I'm all yours~"
END