A chastity furry pup comic – heck YES. A huge thank you to both Hien and friend-Clay for todays incredibly lovely shared moment.
I love these darned things, and have even tried caging in the past. I’ve such incredible respect (and envy) for those who manage to make it work. Genuinely honored to have a comic that showcases some ones caging-success story!
Hien’s Blog Notes!
Massive thank-you to my wonderful friend Pup Clay who graciously shared his story with me! This comic wouldn’t have been possible without ‘cha! I wanted to focus on his emotional journey here, but the reality of wearing a cock cage is a whole ‘nother story for another time! If you’re finding yourself curious about the kink, please do your research and practice with caution and safety <3!
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↓ Comic Transcript
Page 1
Two anthropomorphic men sit amorously on a cute bed in an adorably cozy room. Artistic public transit maps are hung on the walls, along with a hot dog calendar, other miscellaneous postcard-sized images, and cute storefront signs. One trinket shelf holds miniatures trains, both modern and original, while the other houses a dollhouse-sized asian building. A beanbag chair sits at the end of the bed, next to a backpack. The men are in the early stages of kissing and beginning to stroke each other's arms and thighs. Hien is a brown bear with glasses, top knot, and a beard, while Clay is a yellow labrador with blue curly hair.
Pulling back, Clay asks seductively, "Hey~ You wanna see something fun?"
"Ooh... Wouldn't I?" Hien replies, as his friend guides his hand up his thigh to the bulge between his legs.
"Oh!" Hien exclaims in surprise and delight.
With pride, Clay announces "Cock cage!", cheekily sticking out a little tongue at Hien. "I've been wearing it for a while, but I don't think I've shown you yet!" He announces while pulling his pants down to reveal a tight little black cock cage secured on his dingus, sitting atop his balls like a crown. A think black belt connects to the base of the device.
"No, you haven't!" Agrees Hien, who magically transforms into his scientist outfit of oversize glasses, research clipboard and pen, and donning an open white lab coat over his bare chest and boxers. "What is it like? How did you find one you liked? Tell me everything!"
"Hah! Never a bad time for comic research, huh?" Clay laughs, sticking his tongue out in faux annoyance.
Page 2
Thoughtfully stroking his chin, Clay explains, "Well, I've always been into chastity, but it took me years to find a cage that fits right."
The mini-heads of Clay and Hien float between larger-than-life illustrations of two different cock cage models. The silver one features thing bars that resembles a birdcage while the gold one covers the entire surface of the penis with heart-shaped air holes punched in along the shaft and a hole at the top for fluids to exit the penis head. Annotation reads "Sits weird!" and "D Ring shape painful!" next to the silver one, and "tight tit! Ring too flat!" next to the gold one.
Little Clay looks morose as he narrates, "Previous cages I got were too rigid, and my balls were either gripped too vigorously, or they would retract right out of the included rings..."
Little Hien asks, "Cages weren't cheap either, were they? It must have been difficult to shop around for the correct size."
In one tall vertical panel, Clay lands with his back to us, naked, on his hands and knees in an icy spotlight against a dark blue void. Cock cages sit abandoned beside him. "Yeah..." He explains, clearly devastated. "...each cage that didn't fit would fuel my bad body image issues... it felt like my own body was preventing me from getting into what I liked!"
Triumphantly, the next panel is a sunny, warp-drive close-up to his cock in the small black cage from the previous page.
"It wasn't until a friend let me play around with his cage collection that I found the perfect fit!" He explains. "And guess what? The final piece of the puzzle is a waist strap that keeps everything in place!" A caption explains that the cage is "Lightweight! 3D-printed!" and has a "Curved ring!" to go around the base of the cock and balls.
Page 3
Twirling his pen for emphasis, Hien enthuses, "It was never your body's fault! Just wasn't the right toy!"
"Exactly!" Agrees Clay, sticking his tongue out in defiant pride. "Now I feel super sexy and heaps more confident!" Then, with a knowing, conspiratorial wink, he adds, "Like, popular gay culture can be so insensitive about dick sizes, but with cages..."
"The allure is in the access or lack thereof, right?" Finishes Hien.
"Yep!" Clay chirps. "A fruit forbidden only sweetens."
The rest of the page transitions into a dark club party scene under blue lights. The first panel crops in relatively closely, showing us only the torsos and upper thighs of the two fetish outfit clad people. The one in a black leather jacket (with no shirt), pants, and wrist cuff assertively cups the rubber-clad ballsack pocket of the other person, who is wearing a black and blue tight rubber short-sleeved and short-pantsed suit. Little hearts flutter from the cupped rubber dick and ball pouch.
The narration reads, "I still get so in my head about how my body responds to touch... like whether I'm hard enough... The cage removes that performance anxiety, and keeps me grounded in giving pleasure instead of receiving."
Still in the same blue-lighted party space, the reader now has the point of view of somebody sitting back with their legs extended out before them so that a rubber-clad Clay can fondle and lick them while a Magic Wand buzzes away on his cock cage and balls that are exposed in the open area between his rubber pants legs.
Narration: That way, sex often skews toward the kinky side, which I absolutely love!
Page 4
The page transitions to a warm, pink light.
"That's amazing." Hien says, tapping the butt of his pen against his cheek. "I didn't realize how helpful cock cages could be. In some ways, I can relate to that with my Shibari practice."
A detailed, beautiful illustration fills the page with close-up of a bare-chested figure who is unwinding with one hand a bound cord of magenta rope that he holds in the other.
Narration: Working with my ropes shifts the focus from my physical, bodily anxieties to my skills and my presence. In those moments, I know exactly who I am, where my place is and what my purpose is in the world.
A big masculine bunny person looks peaceful and content as they are tied up in the magenta rope by a calmly smiling Hien, who stands behind him. The two lean against each other, nuzzling.
Narration: The ropes become an extension of my body that I use to conduct fantasies and heighten feelings in a way that no one else can.
Hien's hands gently push the bunny down by the shoulders, exposing the fancy knot work across his back.
A mini head of Clay appears, contrasting starkly against the pink lighting of the scene. He comments, " 'Heighten feelings' is exactly right."
Page 5
The lighting goes back to normal in the real world as we rejoin Hien and Clay in the bedroom.
"I struggle so much with my low libido..." Clay says, clasping his hands over his cock cage. "Life stress, work stress, worries that just wouldn't leave even when I escaped interstate to sexy queer events..." Hi face looks up hopefully as he continues, "Finding the right cage has enabled me to practice chastity comfortably. It's heightened my sex drive and sensitivity to new levels that just feel... right."
"Here I was wondering why you've suddenly been so horny lately!" Laughs Hien, pulling Clay in to smoosh their checks together affectionately. "Who knew a simple cage could make you squirm with even the slightest touch!"
"Hehe! It's fun, isn't it?" Agrees Clay.
"Personally," Hien says, tapping his finger against the shining cage. "I don't know if cock cages are for me. But I do know I've gained a new appreciation for them, thanks to you!"
"Bork!" Barks Clay, with little hearts radiating from his words. "It's my pleasure! Literally!"
Transcribed by Erika Moen on March 3, 2025 for ohjoysextoy.com
Two anthropomorphic men sit amorously on a cute bed in an adorably cozy room. Artistic public transit maps are hung on the walls, along with a hot dog calendar, other miscellaneous postcard-sized images, and cute storefront signs. One trinket shelf holds miniatures trains, both modern and original, while the other houses a dollhouse-sized asian building. A beanbag chair sits at the end of the bed, next to a backpack. The men are in the early stages of kissing and beginning to stroke each other's arms and thighs. Hien is a brown bear with glasses, top knot, and a beard, while Clay is a yellow labrador with blue curly hair.
Pulling back, Clay asks seductively, "Hey~ You wanna see something fun?"
"Ooh... Wouldn't I?" Hien replies, as his friend guides his hand up his thigh to the bulge between his legs.
"Oh!" Hien exclaims in surprise and delight.
With pride, Clay announces "Cock cage!", cheekily sticking out a little tongue at Hien. "I've been wearing it for a while, but I don't think I've shown you yet!" He announces while pulling his pants down to reveal a tight little black cock cage secured on his dingus, sitting atop his balls like a crown. A think black belt connects to the base of the device.
"No, you haven't!" Agrees Hien, who magically transforms into his scientist outfit of oversize glasses, research clipboard and pen, and donning an open white lab coat over his bare chest and boxers. "What is it like? How did you find one you liked? Tell me everything!"
"Hah! Never a bad time for comic research, huh?" Clay laughs, sticking his tongue out in faux annoyance.
Page 2
Thoughtfully stroking his chin, Clay explains, "Well, I've always been into chastity, but it took me years to find a cage that fits right."
The mini-heads of Clay and Hien float between larger-than-life illustrations of two different cock cage models. The silver one features thing bars that resembles a birdcage while the gold one covers the entire surface of the penis with heart-shaped air holes punched in along the shaft and a hole at the top for fluids to exit the penis head. Annotation reads "Sits weird!" and "D Ring shape painful!" next to the silver one, and "tight tit! Ring too flat!" next to the gold one.
Little Clay looks morose as he narrates, "Previous cages I got were too rigid, and my balls were either gripped too vigorously, or they would retract right out of the included rings..."
Little Hien asks, "Cages weren't cheap either, were they? It must have been difficult to shop around for the correct size."
In one tall vertical panel, Clay lands with his back to us, naked, on his hands and knees in an icy spotlight against a dark blue void. Cock cages sit abandoned beside him. "Yeah..." He explains, clearly devastated. "...each cage that didn't fit would fuel my bad body image issues... it felt like my own body was preventing me from getting into what I liked!"
Triumphantly, the next panel is a sunny, warp-drive close-up to his cock in the small black cage from the previous page.
"It wasn't until a friend let me play around with his cage collection that I found the perfect fit!" He explains. "And guess what? The final piece of the puzzle is a waist strap that keeps everything in place!" A caption explains that the cage is "Lightweight! 3D-printed!" and has a "Curved ring!" to go around the base of the cock and balls.
Page 3
Twirling his pen for emphasis, Hien enthuses, "It was never your body's fault! Just wasn't the right toy!"
"Exactly!" Agrees Clay, sticking his tongue out in defiant pride. "Now I feel super sexy and heaps more confident!" Then, with a knowing, conspiratorial wink, he adds, "Like, popular gay culture can be so insensitive about dick sizes, but with cages..."
"The allure is in the access or lack thereof, right?" Finishes Hien.
"Yep!" Clay chirps. "A fruit forbidden only sweetens."
The rest of the page transitions into a dark club party scene under blue lights. The first panel crops in relatively closely, showing us only the torsos and upper thighs of the two fetish outfit clad people. The one in a black leather jacket (with no shirt), pants, and wrist cuff assertively cups the rubber-clad ballsack pocket of the other person, who is wearing a black and blue tight rubber short-sleeved and short-pantsed suit. Little hearts flutter from the cupped rubber dick and ball pouch.
The narration reads, "I still get so in my head about how my body responds to touch... like whether I'm hard enough... The cage removes that performance anxiety, and keeps me grounded in giving pleasure instead of receiving."
Still in the same blue-lighted party space, the reader now has the point of view of somebody sitting back with their legs extended out before them so that a rubber-clad Clay can fondle and lick them while a Magic Wand buzzes away on his cock cage and balls that are exposed in the open area between his rubber pants legs.
Narration: That way, sex often skews toward the kinky side, which I absolutely love!
Page 4
The page transitions to a warm, pink light.
"That's amazing." Hien says, tapping the butt of his pen against his cheek. "I didn't realize how helpful cock cages could be. In some ways, I can relate to that with my Shibari practice."
A detailed, beautiful illustration fills the page with close-up of a bare-chested figure who is unwinding with one hand a bound cord of magenta rope that he holds in the other.
Narration: Working with my ropes shifts the focus from my physical, bodily anxieties to my skills and my presence. In those moments, I know exactly who I am, where my place is and what my purpose is in the world.
A big masculine bunny person looks peaceful and content as they are tied up in the magenta rope by a calmly smiling Hien, who stands behind him. The two lean against each other, nuzzling.
Narration: The ropes become an extension of my body that I use to conduct fantasies and heighten feelings in a way that no one else can.
Hien's hands gently push the bunny down by the shoulders, exposing the fancy knot work across his back.
A mini head of Clay appears, contrasting starkly against the pink lighting of the scene. He comments, " 'Heighten feelings' is exactly right."
Page 5
The lighting goes back to normal in the real world as we rejoin Hien and Clay in the bedroom.
"I struggle so much with my low libido..." Clay says, clasping his hands over his cock cage. "Life stress, work stress, worries that just wouldn't leave even when I escaped interstate to sexy queer events..." Hi face looks up hopefully as he continues, "Finding the right cage has enabled me to practice chastity comfortably. It's heightened my sex drive and sensitivity to new levels that just feel... right."
"Here I was wondering why you've suddenly been so horny lately!" Laughs Hien, pulling Clay in to smoosh their checks together affectionately. "Who knew a simple cage could make you squirm with even the slightest touch!"
"Hehe! It's fun, isn't it?" Agrees Clay.
"Personally," Hien says, tapping his finger against the shining cage. "I don't know if cock cages are for me. But I do know I've gained a new appreciation for them, thanks to you!"
"Bork!" Barks Clay, with little hearts radiating from his words. "It's my pleasure! Literally!"
Transcribed by Erika Moen on March 3, 2025 for ohjoysextoy.com