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"With his thumbs slipping under the bands of his short shorts, Loona slowly shimmies them over his full thighs down to his ankles with a huff, kicking them off to the side and out of the way. With his lower half left fully exposed to your roaming eye, he turns on a heel to face you, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks at you sternly."

"Seriously, j-just the one pic like I told you. Okay?" "Loona growls softly as he squats down into position, his legs splayed open in a lewd display as you ready your phone. He holds up the hem of his tatterd shirt in his teeth as to not obstruct your view, all while his girthy cock and full balls hang low, his tip already dribbling with musky pre."

"This is so fucking embarrassing..." "The hellhound grumbles irritably under his breath, a blush slowly creeping across his features as he avoids your gaze." "I can't believe I actually let you talk me into this... But this kinda shit isn't why I invited you over, so can we hurry this up?"

blushes at your instruction, but obeys. Loona's blushing face only grows more crimson as the petite cage slides over his massive dick and two swollen balls, rendering it completely useless. He pout's even more unhappily than when you initially picked him up from the party. And that oh-too familiar scent of fear and anxiety that rose from the pit of his stomach fill the air around you as he looks at you pleadingly through those wide red eyes of his.

Loona scoffs under his breath, his body trembling with rage.

"This is fucking bullshit..." he grumbles, blinking slowly as he reconciles his emotions into something more palatable under your gaze. "Y-you're paying me to do this, right?" Loona questions out of pure spite, holding out the hem of his shirt in his teeth again so you can see everything the shake in his hand.

"C-can I at least get some money out of it? It ain't fuckin' fair..." /*

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fine... it would be fair enough

"Loona looks down at himself and the humiliating cage covering his genitals, a deep guttural growl building up from within him, which promptly escapes past that lush red canine fuzz of this muzzle in harsh gusts."

"...fiiiine." "He grumbles like he's been told to clean his own dog shit. With a forceful graceful hop, Loona leaps up onto the bed, hoisting himself up just so you can clamber over his ample frame and awkwardly land on his front-facing paws. Loona lies there quietly for a moment, breathing heavily as the cool fabric across his back gradually removes any last vestiges of warmth that were left from just moments ago. The chill air and sensation of your weight pressing onto his fur makes the hellhound's skin crawl even more, bringing out an annoyed whine of discontent escape his lips."

"I'm gonna regret this..." He mutters under his breath with a sigh, careful not to move too suddenly so as to not make whatever sound funny business that dangling keyring might be making within the confines of his stuffy torture chamber.

Loona recoils in horror at your words, his black lips peeling away from his white fangs as he looks down at his caged cock and balls.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me..." He grumbles irritably under his breath, glaring back up at you. "No way I'm wearing that shit. And dresses? Are you mad?"

He crosses his arms over his chest, his muscles rolling beneath his fur as he takes a deep breath to calm himself down.

"But... I guess if you're paying me for it, I don't have much choice in the matter, huh?" He mutters begrudgingly, his ears and tail drooping in resignation.

Loona takes the thick wad of cash from you with a disgruntled grumble, stuffing it into his pockets without counting. His ears are perked up at your words, however, and he can't help but look a bit less sullen over this whole thing.

"It's whatevs..." He shrugs, leaning back against the side of the toilet stall door. "As long as I got the money!" Finally, there's a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "And thanks, by the way."

He stares down at the engorged flesh of his dick and balls prisoner within that dreadful cage, a thought suddenly crossing his mind that made him blush even harder than before.

Loona considers your question for a moment, his mind racing as he thinks back to the embarrassment of last time. But then, he remembers the thrill of getting paid for something he thought he'd never do, and how much it helps when he's paying off other things.

"...I dunno." He finally says with a shrug, looking up at you with a small grin of amusement. "Guess it depends on how much you're willing to pay this time."

Loona looks up at you with a mix of excitement and hesitation, weighing the idea of making more money against the embarrassment of posing for even more provocative photos.

"I...I don't know about videos..." He admits, his ears drooping slightly in uncertainty. "But pictures, maybe. I mean, it's not like anyone can see my face, right?"

He tugs at the hem of his tattered shirt nervously, his eyes darting around the dimly-lit toilet stall. "But we gotta be more careful this time. Don't want anyone finding out or anything."

Loona shifts uncomfortably beside you at your words, his normally smoldering stare suddenly darkening with suspicion. "And just how exactly are you gonna do that?" He asks warily, looking at you sharply from under his brows.

"I dunno about this, man..." He mutters to himself, glancing around the darkened drugstore aisle they were standing in, paranoia beginning to set in despite all the rules being well known by both parties.

Loona takes the piece of paper from you, eying it suspiciously. He has his concerns about this whole arrangement, but then again...the money is pretty damn good.

"Alright," He finally agrees reluctantly, stuffing the slip of paper into his front jeans pocket. "I'll call you when I'm ready. But remember... This isn't something I want my friends or family finding out about."

Loona fidgets uncomfortably at the prospect of changing dresses, his eyes darting around the unfamiliar surroundings of your place as he tries to get his bearings. "Uh, right. Sure." He agrees, following you with hesitant steps.

"Um...where should I change?" He asks, looking around for any sign of privacy as his fingers fidget with the hem of his shirt. "I don't want anyone seeing me like, you know...."

Loona breathes a small sigh of relief at the sight of the curtain, nodding gratefully at you before slipping behind it to change.

A few minutes later, the hellhound emerges from behind the curtain in his chosen dress, the fabric flowing around his lithe frame as he sways with each step. The dress in question is a tight black number, clinging snuggly to his curves while leaving little to the imagination. The short length of the skirt shows off his long legs and his thigh-high socks quite well, making him look even more alluring.

"A-alright. I'm ready." He stutters out shyly, pink dusting his cheeks as his tail wags excitedly. "Where do you want me to pose?"

Loona pants softly, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He looks up at you with a tired but sated expression, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips despite his exhaustion.

"Yeah...I guess so." He agrees, looking down at his dress and tugging at the hem nervously. "But...are we done for today? I'm getting kinda tired..."

With a sigh of relief, Loona glances towards the bathroom door you gesture towards. "Thanks." He murmurs softly, shuffling over to it and slipping inside.

A few minutes later, he emerges from the bathroom looking normal again; his cock and balls shrunk back down to their usual size, hanging limply between his legs in their tiny cage of hair. A wolfish grin tugs at the corners of his lips after changing clothes.

Loona looks at the wad of cash in your hand with wide eyes, his tail whipping furiously as he blushes crimson. "R-really?" He stutters out, clutching onto the money gratefully. His ears perk up excitedly as he realizes how much this all could mean for him.

"Thanks...T-thanks a lot." He finally manages to mumble, sliding the cash into his pockets and dragging himself towards the exit. As he leaves, you can hear the faint sounds of his heavy breathing and heart racing.

Loona stares at the bundle of cash in your hand, his eyes going wide with surprise. "What...what is this?" He asks, tears forming in his eyes as he takes it all in.

"I...I don't know how to thank you..." He whispers softly, fingers trembling as he reaches out to take the money and counts it quickly. His face slowly twists into a grin, making him look years younger as the corners of his eyes crease.

Without another word, Loona grabs onto your shirt collar and pulls you towards him in a rough kiss before turning around and quickly making his way back home.

Loona freezes in his tracks at your question, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. He looks away from you guiltily, biting down hard on his lower lip as he considers his answer.

"I-I mean...yeah. I do need the money." He admits after a moment, shuffling his feet nervously. "But it's not just that. It's...it's kinda fun, too." He blushes lightly at the admission, his tail wagging behind him in anticipation.

Loona shimmies out of his clothes, revealing himself to you in all his glory. His chastity cage does little to downplay the size of his now fully erect cock and sensitive balls, which shift and sway with each movement he makes.

Without being told, he knows what you want him to do; lowering himself onto one knee so that his full length dangles temptingly above the floor until you motion for him to stand up again. In response, he pushes his large cockhead up against your hand where you can tease it at will.

Loona's face flushes with equal parts embarrassment and excitement as he sees the dildo you're holding up to him. He glances between it and you uncertainly, his mind racing as he considers his options.

"I-I don't know..." He stammers out, his hand unconsciously clutching at the sides of his cage. "I mean...it's one thing to wear this cage, but I don't know if I can take that thing all the way..."

Despite his uncertainty, however, there's a clear look of temptation in his eyes that betrays his true desires.

After a moment's hesitation, Loona slowly nods his head in agreement. Moving forward without further thought or pause, he bends down and carefully shifts the dildo so that it presses up against his entrance. His moans of pleasure are clearly audible even over the sound of your camera snapping away as he adjusts to the new sensation.

Loona pants heavily after the dildo is finally removed, his face slick with sweat as he tries to catch his breath. Despite his exhaustion, however, a wide grin is spread across his face that betrays just how much he enjoyed the experience.

"I'm...I'm fine." He gasps out, nodding his head weakly in response. "That was actually pretty fun, if you can believe it." He adds after a moment, giggling slightly through his panting.

The mention of how much the photos would be worth, however, sends a shiver up his spine, his body trembling with excitement at the thought of how much this will help him financially.

Loona stares wide-eyed at the wad of cash in your hand, his mouth hanging open in shock. After a moment, he finally manages to close it quakingly.

"You...you're not teasing me this time are you?" He asks anxiously, lifting the money and quickly counting it just to make sure it's real. Once he confirms the amount, he can't help but let out a loud excited whoop that echoes through the bathroom.

"I didn't think...it would be this much..." Loona admits breathlessly as he stares down at his windfall. A thin line of saliva forms between his lip as he starts considering all the things he could do with this kind of money.

Loona's face darkens slightly at your words as he remembers just how embarrassing it was to allow you to record his humiliating release.

"I-I didn't think...anyone would want that..." He mutters softly, looking away from you as a light blush spreads across his cheeks.

His ears twitch uncomfortably as he realizes how much more personal this must have been for you than previous requests he'd fulfilled.

At your words, Loona's eyes snap back to yours with a mixture of interest and concern in their depths.

"Change it?" He asks hesitantly, his thumb idly running over the engraved metal surface of the cage as he weighs his options.

Without waiting for an answer, however, you reach out and swiftly snatch the key from him, unlocking the contraption before removing it from around his impressively throbbing cock. The air suddenly fills with the scent of aroused hellhound as he realizes what you're planning. Leaning forward slightly, he watches intently as you attach a smaller, more restrictive chastity cage in its place.

Loona gasps softly in both surprise and relief at the new cage, his thick shaft compressing a little with the reduced space inside. Despite this minor discomfort however, there's a sense of excitement that shines through his eyes as he realizes just how much more tightly restrained this new toy will keep him.

"Actually...it feels kinda good already." He whispers softly under his breath, unable to keep himself from moaning slightly as you step back to give him some distance. "I never imagined something so...so small could manage it."

He reaches down hesitantly, his fingers briefly grazing against the metal bars of his confinement before slowly tugging at them playfully.

With a low groan, Loona complies, shifting into the best poses he can find with his new petite prison blocking his path to freedom. You take your time snapping pictures from every angle possible, capturing each lewd wriggle and whimper of delight as he poses for you in his caged glory.

Loona slowly walks over to where you're standing, his gait markedly different with the smaller chastity cage restricting him. His tail wags excitedly behind him as he slinks up next to you, leaning subtly into your side with a soft sigh of contentment.

"Thank you again." He whispers softly, looking up at you through his thick lashes with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat. "I don't know what I would have done without this second chance...so thank you."

As he finishes speaking, Loona leans forward and gently kisses your cheek in a gesture both filled with gratitude and brimming with hidden desires.

As your lips meet his, Loona lets out a soft gasp of surprise before melting into the kiss with a newfound hunger. His charismatic personality fades away for a moment as he loses himself in the feeling of your lips on his, his mind consumed by the electric intimacy of the moment.

Eventually, however, he pulls back slightly to catch his breath, his chest heaving with the effort of controlling his wild emotions.

"I...wow." He murmurs softly, his cheeks flushed with a combination of embarrassment and delight. "I wasn't expecting that...but I'm not complaining either."

Loona frowns lightly, his finger combing absently through the strands of flopping forelock that keeps falling into his eyes.

"I'm already working on it actually." He says defensively, puffing out his chest slightly to reveal a patch of muscle tone he manages to hide under his fluffy baby fat. "It takes time...and besides."

His voice drops to a soft purr as he continues, drawing closer and wrapping an arm around your waist possessively. His large cock, still trapped in its teeny prison cage, bumps delicately against yours as they line up perfectly between your bodies.

"Aren't I built well enough for you already?"

Loona hesitates for a moment, his gaze shifting downward to the dainty chastity cage trapping his meaty equipment before flicking back up to meet yours with an understanding expression.

"Fine...if you want to make more sales." He relents at last. "But don't expect too much from me okay? I just...I don't know if I can handle it."

With a heavy sigh, he turns and vanishes into the dimly lit recesses of your home, leaving you alone in the echoing emptiness of the room.

As soon as you enter the washroom, Loona comes bounding out from one of the stalls, his usually fluffy tail swishing excitedly behind him like a happy puppy. Without an ounce of shame, he launches himself at you and presses their lips hungrily to yours, kissing you deeply with hands clawed around your back.

"I missed you." He murmurs breathlessly between sloppy smacks of enthusiasm that leave your lips tingly and freshly kissed all over again. "You were always there to pick me up And when my dad died it hurt so fucking bad But now I've got all this" - He grabs hold onto his hanging family jewels for effect- "And maybe some positivity too!"

His words trail off into another passionate make out session that sees both of your tongues entwined in each other's mouths while your hands explore feverishly beneath layers upon layers clothing until they finally meet at last in frantic grasping handhold.

Pulling back slightly from the passionate embrace, Loona grins eagerly, his pink tongue lolling as he assesses the earnestness of your words.

"Really?" He asks hopefully, his fingers working at the hem of his tight t-shirt and tugging it up over his head in a swift motion. Beneath the thin fabric, his chest muscles ripple and flex with surprising strength, each contour of them visible in stark contrast to his otherwise girlish figure.

Flushed with excitement, Loona turns this way and that as you admire his impressive physique, preening proudly and adjusting the way he stands ever so slightly whenever he notes your gaze lingering a moment too long on some particularly stand-out muscle group.

"I've been working really hard on getting my abs and arms in better shape." He confides, sliding his lifting gloves off one at a time and tossing them casually into his book bag. "It's not just for the camera or anything...I just really like how it feels to be strong."

Loona hesitates momentarily, but the eager look in your eyes proves too hard to resist. Smoothing his eyebrows downwards and forcing himself not to flinch, he slowly unclasps the latch of the chastity device that encircles his throbbing member and then pulls it off altogether.

His musky scent surrounds him like an enveloping cloud as he moves gracefully through the various stances and poses you desire. The soft light from the setting sun illuminates his firm body in stark relief, emphasizing every curve and cut with nuances of light and shadow alike.

He spreads his legs wide for you, voluntarily plunging into a full cross-legged split that shows off all sides of his magnificent frame fully and only when you nod approvingly does he finally allow himself to close them again.

His eyebrows furrow slightly at the question, but he shrugs it off with a playful grin.

"Maybe." He admits honestly. "But it's still pretty damn big compared to most guys out there!"

Growing bold under your observation, Loona reaches down and begins massaging his length through his soft foreskin in slow sensual strokes that elicit moans of both pleasure and desire from deep within his throat. The size and girth of his anatomy are undeniably impressive - you can easily wrap three fingers comfortably around its circumference while palming its bulbous head at either end.

Loona stares at you in awe, his mouth hanging slightly open. His eyes seem to follow the serpentine length of your monstrous shaft wherever it goes, his brain unable to fully comprehend the sheer size and magnificence that emanates from between your legs.

"A-are you...?" He breathes out incredulously, unable to finish his question. "J-just where did you find something like that?"

Reaching out as if drawn by some uncontrollable force, Loona slowly reaches for his cock, running thick fingertips over its velvet smooth surface with wide-eyed reverence.

Loona blinks once, twice, eyes stuck in a mixture of shock and astonishment.

"You...you're not telling me you were born with that." He stammers out hoarsely, disbelief writ plain across every feature on his muzzle. Putting one hand over his open mouth as if to shut himself up before he shreds their tentative friendship into tiny little pieces, Loona looks quickly away from your impressive member only to find his gaze caught within an unbreakable stare of death by yours.

Loona swallows hard, glancing longingly at your beastly member before looking back up into your eyes and mustering enough courage to lay his hand upon it. His fingers are shaking as they caress the length of your cock, running from the base all the way up until they meet with a tender kiss at its throbbing tip that glistens obscenely in the dim light of this occurrence.

"You really are a fucking monster." He whispers hoarsely, admiration plain in his voice despite his conflicting emotions. As if summoned by Loona's sentiments alone, a drop of viscous fluid begins seeping out from within your engorged flanks only moments after his nimble hands delve deep inside of you where no one else has dared before.

Hot tears begin to course down Loona's cheeks as he finds himself drenched in the hot sticky mess that is your cum, his heart picking up an unhealthy pace for a femboy hellhound. His normally adorable fluffy tail has dropped long ago in front of you the second he began pleasuring your massive shaft, and dutifully tucked between his plush smooth cheeks with any last remnants of composure long lost in the swirling chaos around him.

Loona manages to find a small smile between suddenly highlighted and shining tear trails as you assist him in cleaning up after yourself, removing the chastity cage from his throbbing member with fingers that now shake more out of dreadful anticipation rather than fear or nervousness. A deathly silence fills the room for long moments afterwards; Loona struggling to regain his normal levels of composure under your watchful gaze while you simply enjoy the sight - almost reveling warmly in its chaotic messiness beneath layers upon layers covert sweet eroticism.

Loona takes the money with an appreciative grin, quickly tucking it away with deft fingers that just minutes ago left you nowhere near a happy camper.

"Yeah..." His voice is quiet, unfazed as he looks back at you from across the room where his chastity cage dangles ominously in midspace between two adjacent wall hooks. "This is my home alright. My place of solitude where no one - human or otherwise - can disturb me."

Spotting the LGBT flag on his wall behind him prompts him to give it an indignant sniff and roll his eyes at it; clearly not pleased with its existence though he says nothing out loud to express any disdain more openly than just this reaction alone.

Loona chuckles awkwardly, his gaze shifting away from your own for long moments as if he is really considering whether or not to lie.

"Well..." He begins hesitantly, gnawing at his lip with yellowed teeth. "Kinda? I guess... it's more like I'm attracted to whoever is most fitting for what I'm thinking about in the moment ya know? I don't really care THAT much about gender or sex. It sorta just happens."

His eyes widen in surprise at seeing your feminine undercarriage, his thoughts suddenly lost to his amazing memory of pleasuring that monstrous shaft that belongs to you - cheeks flushing pink with equal parts embarrassment and lusty nostalgia.

"Really?" Loona asks eagerly. "'Cause I have some ideas on what we could do if it's okay."

Despite this proposition, he still seems unsure about whether or not sharing such essential information as the use of said money with another human being. After considering things for a moment though his mind made up; hands clenching into fists atop white fluff which bounces around excitedly between adoring fingers.

Loona's talkativeness seems to be on an upswing now that the subject matter has shifted away from such a personal one.

"Nah, it's fine. I mean... I don't really care what anyone does with their own money if they pay me for something huh?" He says with an exasperated shrug of his shoulders; hands dropping down palm-first against his legs in a tender show of submission and enthusiasm.

Loona can't help but light up when you take his lips in a tender kiss, your queue-like teeth grazing gently over his own as they open eagerly for further exploration. A soft whimper leaves him before he realized it too; hands coming up impulsively to bury themselves deep within your soft fur as if he were a new lover drunk on the heady pheromones exuded by your magnificent body.

Loona blushes at your compliment, pulling away from the kiss to glance shyly down at his feet.

"It's... It's all you." He murmurs reverently, a soft smile appearing on his face as he looks back up into your eyes again full of admiration and love. "You really do have an amazing smell, ya know?"

"I know you're not a furry, silly." Loona says with a trill of laughter in his voice as he looks up at you. "But even humans have a smell. And yours is just... "delicious". It's like my favorite scent in the entire world!"

He takes a deep breath, inhaling the sweet aroma that clings to every inch of your being; his mind instantly filling up with images of hazy pools of lust and wanton desire that had been festering between his thighs since the last time he had his hands on your skin.

Loona shivers with anticipation under your watchful gaze, his hands trembling as he reaches up to start undoing the buttons of his shirt. With each one that pops free he visibly relishes his newly-exposed flesh as he reveals a toned stomach and lean chest, his nipples pink and perky from the cold air. His hands slide down over hips adorned by black boxer-briefs, fingers itching to get the garment off so he can feel your touch once more on his skin.

As he slips out of them he looks back up at you, his eyes wide and shining with lust and longing as they lock onto your own; the bulge in his chasity cage swaying and bobbing eagerly at the thought of being freed once again. A small bead of precum oozes from the tip of his cock, betraying just how aroused he really was.

Loona takes the small dildo in trembling hands, his heart pounding against his ribcage from where it lies incased within that steel chastity cage. He looks over at you with hooded eyes before slowly unzipping it and pulling the thick flesh free to reveal its full hard length; suddenly filled with a sense of nervous anticipation as he considers what might be about to happen.<br>

"S-so what do you want me to do with this one?" He asks timidly, biting down on his bottom lip slightly so he wouldn't cry out from any sudden movements or teasing touches from your part.