God’s Most Transgender Dog

Max started by giving you an 'M' necklace he found. Cute, right?

The first time he was telling his bro about what an easy fuck you are he didn't mean for you to hear it, he was going to quietly spread it around and probably deny the source it came from. But he did catch you listening in.

And he was about to launch into his bullshit like babe it was really a compliment but you didn't look mad, you looked flustered. And you never took off your necklace so you couldn't be that upset.

Still, he stopped for a while.

For a while you guys had really good sex, that he kept between you two. Sex where you weren't his boyfriend, you were his puppy. His good boy. His bitch.

Max starts talking about you in the locker room like you aren't there.

"You wouldn't believe the shit he does, he's got zero self respect, it rules" try and tell him he's wrong. Can you even tell yourself he's wrong?

"it's fucking pathetic, and you know those bitches make the best fuck"

"I bet he's still stretched out from last night, bro he whined like a slut while I creampied him"

Some of the others in the room are a little shocked he'd say this because you are right there

But maybe if you don't look at anyone they won't notice you, right?

If one of the girls he'd fucked heard him say this about them, they'd never touch him again.

"obviously I fuck him, I don't think I'd even feel it if he put it in"

He does his impression of how you sound when you cum and he makes it sound way more whiny than you actually are.

You could claim "I don't sound like that" but he'd just "oh? Like you don't beg and whimper? Or lap my cum off the floor?" You should expect it, but part of you can't believe he'd fucking say that in front of everyone.

Are you still gonna fuck him later? Are you not embarrassed?

Sometimes you hear people whispering and you're sure it's about you

Sometimes you're just trying to have a conversation and Max holds you from behind and starts kissing your neck, he lifts your shirt over your stomach and pinches at your tummy while leaving you hickeys- you're just trying to ask someone if they've heard if the art room is open after school yet. They look super uncomfortable with the little display you've got going on by the way. They do you the service of walking away.

Max very much notices your upset

"Aw puppy. Did I embarrass you? You look embarrassed" You've never heard anyone speak so condescendingly. "Guess you're sensitive in more ways than one"

Also

"if he wanted me to stop so badly he'd walk away, but then he wouldn't get to hump my leg anymore" he loves how you look when you want the ground to swallow you. Cute.

He pulls you around by hooking his fingers into your pants and drags you like that. You're always kind of paranoid he's just gonna pull them down.

The other football guys bring their girlfriends to eat at Miss retros after they win games. So no reason he shouldn't bring his boyfriend.

He's talking about some fucking nerd who bumped into him and dropped all her shit earlier. Then he pulls you close to him and "sorry babe, I know that's like offensive to your nerdy ass-" he addresses the table "he plays this cringey little porn game, I'd be offended he's jerkin it to that lame shit instead of me- but the dude from it totally reminds him of me, so."

At some point you had given up on telling him that's private

It's one of the girlfriends that asks if you're okay, the guys on the team wouldn't dare- some of them think it's pretty funny (Brad is actually relieved that even though Max is gay now, he's still #OneOfTheGuys still fucking dirty bitches)

Anyway. Max was just about to speak for you when he decided he could use a break from humiliating you.

You can do it yourself, so go on and tell them it's fine.

On second thought, Max will help you out. "Don't worry about him, he likes it. He even fucking barks when I tell him to."

Tells you to show them. Go on. Bark. You don't want to make a liar out of him, do you? You can bark like a good dog or you can wear a milkshake out of Miss Retros. And don't forget who your ride home is.

You can't look at anyone at the table while you try not to let other tables hear you bark

Doesn't really matter, Max is so loud when he talks about you anyway

Your first time out with the team as his boyfriend, it's a special occasion, he brought something for you. You don't need that necklace anymore, a collar would fit better. Cute, right?

You almost have a stroke when he pulls that shit out. He can't fucking expect you to- in front of-

He puts it on you, it's got a little silver doggy bone dangling from it.

You can give him that little frustrated look but you don't take it off.

When he asks if you're gonna do something about it, and all you do is take a mouthful of your drink, does it taste like pride? Y'know, your second favorite thing to swallow.

He doesn't ever want to see you not wearing that.

He feels really encouraged seeing you wear that. It was rare he ever called you by your name anyway but it's definitely never happening again now. Not your name, or 'babe", just good boy, or good dog, maybe puppy, and you know you're always his bitch.

There's not a single detail about your sex life he's ever kept to himself.

Anyone who knows you two knows he makes fun of your little dick, that you've begged to taste his dick, that he loves fucking his mutt doggy style, that you moan like a whore