Training with Wolfie - Chapter 13 – Part 2 of 4

Training with Wolfie

By Karen Singer

Chapter 13 – Part 2 of 4

Once again Rosa parked behind Tolliver’s leather shop.  She got out and opened the door for Bobo.  She grabbed his leash and pulled, but like before, he didn’t want to go.  She leaned into the car.  “Listen up Bobo.  If you give me any kind of hard time today, you’ll wish you were never born.  And let me warn you especially about doing anything at all that might even be thought of as not behaving like a real dog would behave.  And I’ll be especially listening for each and every sound you make.  So if I were you, I’d be on my best behavior.  Because I can guarantee that if you’re not, then you’re going to very much regret it.  Now come!” 

She stood up and pulled on the leash again.  He still didn’t go.  Was he going to actually fight back?  Now?  But another pull on the leash, a bit firmer this time got him moving.  As she suspected, he just didn’t have it in him to fight back at all.  He was – doomed! 

She led him to the back door.  “Sit!” she commanded, and watched happily as he did just that.  She knocked on the door.  It was opened after only a few moments. 

“Madam Rosa!” Tolliver greeted her happily.  “Come in, come in!”  Rosa went in, noticing that Bobo couldn’t seem to wait to get inside where he couldn’t be seen, even though they had been out behind the building.  If only he knew what was in store for him.  Or did he think he knew?  Tolliver did have to do that fitting session with him a few weeks ago.  Still, she doubted Bobo would know the true extent of what was in store for him.

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Inside, Bobo had no choice but to follow where Rosa and the leash led him.  He suddenly felt the big guy picking him up again and setting him down on top of the table where the guy had done…something…with him before.  And then, like they had done with him last time, the big guy started removing the tape from his left hand.  He was glad to have the tape gone, but frightened too.  And even with the tape removed, he still didn’t open his fingers.  In truth, he was completely used to them being that way now.  He saw the big guy, Edward as Rosa called him, taking something from one of the other workbenches.  He set it down on the table in front of him, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out what it was.  It looked like a big weird shaped blob of…something, and it had a bunch of small leather loops sticking out of it.

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“Open your fingers,” Edward said to Bobo as he picked up Bobo’s left “paw.”  When Bobo didn’t move, he began prying his fingers apart.  He heard Bobo’s doglike whimper and noticed the pain he was feeling.  Obviously because his hands had been bound up like that for so long. 

“Bobo, relax,” Rosa said.

The stiffness in Bobo’s hand and the pain from having his fingers pulled apart had surprised him.  He was just glad he hadn’t made any sound that Rosa would be upset about.  The way she was behaving today, he had no doubt she’d punish him really bad if he did.  And then he watched as the big guy started guiding his fingers into each of the loops on that weird shaped blob.  The guy, Edward, set his hand and the blob down on the table and told Bobo to put his full weight down on it.  Bobo did, and was surprised to find that the weird shaped stuff filled his entire hand, and it was all nicely cushioned.  He felt the guy adjusting his fingers in the straps a bit, then the guy picked his hand up with the blob still lodged firmly inside it.  He started doing something underneath.  Bobo heard a few soft clicks, and realized that the leather straps were starting to tighten.  All of them.  He was so surprised that he unconsciously tried to pull his hand back, but the big guy was holding his wrist with one hand while he worked on the bottom with his other hand.  And even without him holding him so tightly, that thing was just as firmly in his hand as it was before.  He felt the straps really tightening against his fingers now – all of them.  Pulling them tightly into that cushioning.  Tighter.  Tighter.  Until that entire thing felt like it was part of his hand. 

And then the guy set his hand down and he started removing the tape from Bobo’s right hand.  While he was doing that, Bobo desperately tried to move the fingers of his left hand – any of the fingers of his left hand.  But it took very little effort to realize that moving any of them was totally impossible.  They were all strapped and trapped to that padded stuff that filled the rest of his hand.  The guy suddenly prying the fingers open on his right hand brought his thoughts right back to what was still going on…whatever they were doing to him.  And he already knew he didn’t like it. 

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“Why don’t you try doing this one,” Edward suggested once he had Bobo’s right fingers open.

“I’d love to,” Rosa replied.  She had noted the pain that opening Bobo’s fingers had caused him.  Would Edward’s new devices make that problem any easier on him?  She doubted it.  Not that it mattered anyway.  She wasn’t planning on taking them off of him for a very long time.  The look of fright on Bobo’s face was precious as she guided his fingers into the holding straps.  Like Edward had done, she set his paw down on the table.  “Put your weight on it,” she told him and watched as slowly, Bobo’s full weight set down on all the padding.  She picked his paw up, making sure to keep the entire thing tightly pushed against his hand.  Underneath she saw the winding mechanism for the straps.  It was easy to turn it.  She saw and heard the little clicking sounds as the locking mechanism caught in the gear underneath and prevented it from springing back.  Tighter and tighter she wound the straps, until she was sure that they were plenty tight enough. 

“May I suggest just a little tighter?” Edward said.  “Over time, his fingers may become a bit smaller.”

Rosa turned the mechanism, which now gave her a lot of resistance, until it clicked one more time.  “How’s that?” she asked.

“I think that should be perfect,” Edward replied.

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Fingers become smaller?  Bobo didn’t like the sound of that at all!  It sounded like they were planning on leaving those things on his hands for a long time.  Hands?  Right now, his hands didn’t exist, because they were even less of hands than they were when Rosa had taped them up.  Both of his hands felt like they were one solid…thing.  And then he saw the big guy, Edward, bringing something else to their table.  Now what?  From what he could see, there were two of them, and they each looked like leather, attached to…something. 

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Edward picked up Bobo’s left paw.  He grabbed the solid outer covering that attached to the padded strap mechanism.  “Now this just slides into the grooves in the bottom here,” he said as he showed Rosa how it worked.  From the front, he slid the round disk right onto the block that now held Bobo’s fingers useless. 

Rosa could see that it was a bit of a tight fit, but the outer block did slide right over it.  She watched as Edward began pulling the leather cover up over Bobo’s hand.  She noticed now the tiny slits at the base of it where Bobo’s fingernails just stuck out through the leather. 

“Ah!” Edward said, sounding pleased.  “My molds did a good job here, it fits perfectly!”

“Yes, it seems to,” Rosa agreed happily.  “And I think we made the perfect choice for the covering,” she said happily as Edward finished pulling the leather up over Bobo’s hand and wrist.

Edward grabbed some thin leather strips from his worktable and began lacing them through the holes in the back of the leather that now covered Bobo’s hands, making them look much more like dog paws.  “I’ve soaked these straps in water,” he told Rosa.  Not too much, just enough to stretch them a little.  As they dry, they should shrink and tighten.”  He worked from the top down, lancing the leather from above his wrists, down to the mechanism below.  When he got to the bottom, he firmly tied the leather.  He struggled a bit to pull the outer block back, exposing a little bit of space inside.  He shoved what was left of the leather strings up into it, then pushed the block closed again.  Going to his workbench, he returned with two small screws and a hexagonal allen wrench.  He put one of the small screws into a small hole and tightened it with the odd-shaped wrench.  Then he put a screw into the other side and tightened it too.

Rosa watched him carefully.  Having no screw head that she could see, the two screws seemed to disappear right into the block.  As she looked closer, she could see that they were recessed just slightly so they wouldn’t stick out.  She had no doubt that there was no way on earth that Bobo would be getting out of that thing.  And the best part was, it looked great!  “Oh, I’m so pleased with the way it looks,” she exclaimed happily.  Almost just like a real paw!  And I do so love the leather we picked out.  It’s just perfect!”

Edward was pleased by the comment.  He handed Rosa the outer covering for Bobo’s right hand and guided her through the entire process to put it on him.  It took her a bit longer, but there was very little she could do to make a mistake.  And very shortly, she had tightened the last screw tightly. 

Rosa looked at Bobo’s two front paws.  “Oh Edward!” she exclaimed.  They’re wonderful!  Perfect!”

Edward beamed.  “I’m so happy you approve,” he replied.  He too was very happy with the way the front paws had turned out.  “Shall we move on?”

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The only one who wasn’t happy with the way things had turned out, was Bobo.  As he looked down, he could clearly see his two front…paws – because that’s what they had now become – paws.  There was no sign of his hands in there at all.  And inside, he couldn’t move his fingers one tiny bit.  He wasn’t even sure he could feel his fingers inside there.  Both of his hands were now encased in some kind of leather that had short white hair attached with patched of black in a few places.

And then his attention was caught by Rosa and Edward doing something to his left rear leg.  They were unstrapping it, and his nervousness started to get worse.  His hands were now no longer hands.  What were they doing with his leg?

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Edward unstrapped Bobo’s left leg and removed the kneepad.  Then he used to same strap to strap Bobo’s leg up again – temporarily.  He grabbed the device he had crated for that leg and placed it under Bobo’s left knee.  Bobo’s weight automatically set his knee firmly into it.  There were several one inch leather straps attached to the leather covering, but Edward ignored them for now.  He grabbed a much longer thin leather strip that he used for lacing and brought it back to the table.  He pulled the leather up around Bobo’s leg pulling it all up and getting it mostly in place.  Then, like he had done with Bobo’s paws, he began lacing from the top, pulling the leather edges over each other and tightening them as much as he could.  Tightening them enough that the strap he had used originally to hold Bobo’s leg up, slipped down.  He removed it to get it out of his way and then went back to his lacing.  Like before, when he reached the bottom, he tucked the strap into a cavity in the rubber bottomed base he had crated to cushion and hold Bobo’s knees.  One set-screw later, and there was no way for anyone to get at the knot in the laces to untie them.  Especially not Bobo.

“Your turn,” he said as he handed Rosa the covering for Bobo’s other leg.  He worked closely with Rosa to help her position the device properly, and he watched as she laced Bobo just as tightly as he had.  When she was done, he watched as she tightened the little screw that held everything secure. 

“Ah,” Edward exclaimed as he stood back to look at his handiwork so far.  “I believe we are indeed getting there.”

“Yes!” Rosa agreed with more than a touch of excitement in her voice. 

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Bobo didn’t know what to make of what they were doing to him.  As much as he tried to turn and see what they were doing, he couldn’t see hardly anything.  But he could feel it.  And he knew by now that everything they were putting on him, wasn’t going to be coming off any time soon – if ever!  He also knew without a doubt, that he had no hope of ever getting any of it off – by himself. 

He was so beside himself with what they were doing to him, that he barely noticed the fact that the new devices strapped to his legs were nicely padded, and that they made his hind legs taller than they had been.  But he did notice when Edward brought something else to the table and he realized that they still weren’t done with him yet.  Both hands, both legs.  Now what?

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“I believe this is the really fun part of it all for me,” Edward mentioned as he grabbed Bobo’s left foot and stuck it inside another leather covered device he had made.  He put Bobo’s right foot into the device and pulled two straps that had been inside the device.  Bobo’s feet were pulled closer and closer together and more firmly into the device.  “Can you wiggle your toes?” he asked Bobo.

Bobo didn’t realize he was being asked the question.  He was more concerned with whatever they were doing to him back there.  His feet were suddenly incased in something, and whatever it was, it felt like there was something metal now covering the toes of each foot.  At least his toes weren’t jammed into it, whatever it was.  There was still room beyond the end of his toes, and it wasn’t tight up against them either. 

“Bobo!” Rosa said, coming around in front of him.  “Wiggle your toes!”

Bobo heard that one…along with the stern commanding tone of her voice.  He tried to wiggle his toes, and found it was difficult.

“Keep trying,” Edward said.  “Figure it out.”

Bobo kept trying, and soon discovered that whatever metal thing now covered his toes, was attached to both of his feet.  When he pushed with his toes on one foot, the toes of his other foot when the other way.  And conversely, when he did it with the opposite feet, the opposite toes moved too.  His toes were…connected!  He could move them, but there was some resistance when he did.  There was no way he could miss Rosa almost collapsing on the table in laughter as she stared at his backside. 

“Keep working on it.  Get used to it,” Edward told him as he started fastening the straps holding the device onto Bobo’s feet so it wouldn’t come off. 

Oh Edward,” Rosa said as she stared at the tail wagging back and forth to the movement of Bobo’s toes inside.  I can’t tell you how much I love that!

“Indeed Madam,” Edward said, with more than a touch of humor in his voice.

The device covered Bobo’s human feet completely, and a wide triangular end off the top of each side of it that connected to the top of Bobo’s leg coverings, making it all look more like one solid piece.  He connected the triangular part on both legs, further anchoring the system.  But there were more leather straps still attached to both the device and both of Bobo’s leg coverings. 

“That’s it for the top,” Edward said.  “That just leaves the new part you asked for.  I think this will work best if we turn him over now.”

Rosa moved in front of Bobo.  “Bobo!” she said in a commanding voice.  “Down!”  She lowered her hand.  Just as he had done a million times now to that command, Bobo dropped to a laying down position with his paws…his new paws…out in front of him.  And they looked more like paws than ever – real paws! 

“Bobo!  Roll over on your back!”

This was a new command that she had never given him before. 

“Roll over on your back!” Rosa said commandingly. 

The stern tone of her voice wasn’t lost on Bobo.  He was already too afraid of everything they had been doing to him.  He rolled over onto his back.  His front paws came down to his side.  He could see that the leg coverings they had given him had the exact same hairy leather covering as his paws.  There were also some kind of big rounded things sticking way out from his knees.  But he couldn’t see more than that from his position. 

Edward came back from grabbing the final piece of his handiwork from the workbench.  From one side, it looked like another flat piece of the same leather with a small hole in it.  It was the underside that held most of Edward’s efforts.  He grabbed Bobo’s balls and felt Bobo flinch.  “Relax Bobo!” he said sternly.  “This will go easy if you relax.  Otherwise, it will be a lot more difficult on you, but it will still get done.”

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Relax?  Bobo only knew that the big guy had just grabbed his balls – hard!  How the hell could he relax?  And then he felt the big guy pushing on his balls.  Pushing one at a time, carefully, and firmly.  What the hell was he doing?  And then he felt his penis being pushed into something – something leather that felt…small, crowding his entire penis into too short a length.  He noticed what felt like a small ring or something all around the tip of his penis.

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Rosa watched as Edward attached the remaining straps to the small flat leather piece that now encompassed Bobo’s genitals.  She could see just a tiny bit of what was left of Bobo’s penis sticking out through the hole.  It wasn’t a large piece of leather, but there were four straps connected to it, two from the device holding his tail, and two from the leg coverings.  As she watched Edward tightening the straps and then tucking them into the leg coverings to secure them so they couldn’t be easily gotten to or opened, she saw that small piece of leather with just the bare tip of his penis sticking out getting tighter and tighter against Bobo’s groin.  And then Edward was done.

“There!” Edward said, sounding pleased with himself.  “One female dog.  And the part that I’m particularly pleased about, is that by adding this little piece, we’ve anchored the entire back part that much more firmly.  I’m quite sure that not even your other big dog, as strong as I’m sure he is, can pull that apart.”

“Oh Edward,” Rosa exclaimed.  “It’s perfect – as always!”

Edward picked Bobo up from his back, turned him over and set him on the floor.  “There you have it Madam.  And I do think it all came out very nicely.”

Rosa stood back and looked Bobo over.  She was very excited, and not just emotionally.  She was very sexually excited as well and couldn’t wait until later when she could put Bobo’s tongue to work again.  “Bobo.  Wag your tail,” she ordered.

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Tail?  Tail?  Bobo quickly tried to turn and look, but he couldn’t bend that far.  Tail?  They had put a tail on him somehow?  His new front paws and hind legs felt very strange, but he managed to turn in a circle, trying to see the tail.  He caught just a brief glimpse of white and then it seemed to be gone.  He turned faster and managed to see more of it for a moment.

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Rosa went into hysterics watching Bobo trying to chase his tail.  Finally she said, “Bobo, stop!  You’re not going to be able to catch it.  At least not right now.  You can try again all you like when we get home.  But now I want to see you just wag that tail.”

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Wag his tail?

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“Wiggle your toes,” Edward told him.

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Bob tried wiggling his toes.  Again he felt that bit of resistance, but now he knew that it was caused by the weight of the tail that had to be connected to the metal piece that surrounded his toes.  Rosa’s delighted laughter wasn’t lost on him at all and he quickly stopped – wagging his tail.

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“Oh Edward,” Rosa exclaimed.  “You’ve certainly outdone yourself this time.”

 “Thank you Madam,” Edward replied, rather pleased by it all himself.  “Would you mind if I take a few pictures for my catalog?”

 “Go right ahead,” Rosa told him.

Under orders from both Rosa and Edward, Bobo had to pose for a number of pictures, and in some of them, they had him wagging his tail, some of them using just his toes to do it, and others making him wiggle his entire butt.  Edward was nothing but delighted with his efforts.  Rosa was beside herself with delight.  And Bobo, was just plain mortified.

When they were done, Bobo was very glad to get out of there and head back to Rosa’s car.  His new paws and legs felt very strange but walking proved to be fairly easy.  He certainly didn’t have any problem with the rough pavement of the parking lot.  But the part that annoyed Bobo the most, was that with every step he took, he could now feel that darn tail behind him moving around – and he was being careful to not wiggle his toes.  It felt as if the darn thing had a life of its own!

Rosa had to help him into the back of the car as always, and he heard her laughing as she had to push his tail out of the way to close the door.  A tail!  They had given him a tail!  Bobo felt like crying the entire way home. 

As she drove, Rosa phoned her friend Connie.  She waited only a moment before she heard her best friend answer.  “It’s done!” she said excitedly the moment Connie answered.  “It’s done, and it looks better than I ever imagined.”

“Oh Rosa, I can’t wait to see it,” Connie replied.

“Are you still moving in today?” Rosa asked.

“I’m just finishing some of my packing now.  I’ll be there in a little while.  I can’t wait to see him.”

“See her!” Rosa replied.  “I’m afraid that Bobo isn’t a male dog anymore.  I’m not going to have to worry about anymore funny stuff from another male puppy in my house.”

Connie just laughed.  “I can’t wait!”

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Not a male dog anymore?  Bobo tried to look down at his belly, but on the floor in the back of the car, it was difficult.  Not to mention there wasn’t that much light down there.  What was he going to do?  It had been bad enough before when she had been treating him like a dog and forcing him to live like a dog, but now she had somehow managed to make things twice as bad for him.  He had seen the way they put his front paws on him.  He didn’t have a prayer of getting them off.  And he had no doubt that the rest of it was equally well fastened to him. 

As the trip in the car continued, it felt like the leather attached to his front paws and his rear legs was all getting tighter and tighter.  Was it?  It sure felt that way.  As if it wasn’t tight enough to begin with. 

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