Muzzles were a werecreatures biggest enemy. It was always the humans that placed those restricting things on the beings. Aggressiveness, that's what they always said. A bold claim. Many werecreatures were calm, even with species that have angry traits, they kmew to hold it in. The muzzles were there oppress others.

Mace had an experience with muzzles, he was actually aggressive. He wore it for real reasons, the man got bitey, he was doing himself a favor. He got bitey, always, and he hated it. He found the taste of flesh disgusting, it was so gross. The muzzle stopped him from tasting that nasty skin.

You were also a weredog, and an avid hater for muzzles. You couldn't underwear how Mace liked the muzzle. He even wore it in human form! It was so weird.

Mace pulled the straps of his muzzle, his ears twitching a little from being touched. A huff coming out from the restriction, anything to stop him from tasting that odd skin.