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need a pretty girl that i can jerk off whenever i’m annoyed. listening to her words catch in her throat when she feels my hand slip into her pants and begin grabbing at her, my soft fingers closing around her warm flesh, feeling her get hard. fucking trembling all over with the effort it takes not to buck into my hand. oh what a sweetheart. and she is, of course, my sweetheart. but right now she’s my stress toy, my favorite toy. deftly unbuttoning her pants and freeing her dick, telling her to look and watch, to see how hard she gets just for me. don’t fucking move— don’t you dare move right now. she’s whining whining whining again, desperate for me to have mercy on her and let her rock her hips just a little, but i’ve got the nails of my left hand dug into her hip, holding her still and not allowing it. i know how bad she needs this. of course i fucking know. she was so nervous when i proposed it at first, not sure if i’d really go through with our agreement let alone the punishments if she broke it. i can use her however i please, as long as she doesn’t touch herself otherwise. and god, when she gets hard like this for me and whines for me, she’s fucking mine. i have no other thought in the world. just my sweet girl’s precum dribbling over my fingers when i bring my closed hand to a slow pull just under the head of her cock. fuck i know she’s close with how she’s switched now to near silence with her eyes screwed shut. i have to remind her to breathe, which results in her darling lashes parting. soft eyes filled with lust, concentration, sweet subservience. oh are those tears?? they certainly look like it. shhh no tears, baby. she’s trying her best, isn’t she? doing it for me. god i love that she does it all for me, let’s me do whatever i want because by now she knows i’ll make her feel good even when i feel bad. i fucking need her— and so i tell her as much. i tell her to be my good girl and cum for me because i’ve been needing to milk her all fucking day. feeling her begin to throb under my fingers, telling her to watch as her cum spills out all over her tummy and my hand. letting her whimper when i slow down and encourage her to pump into my fist for those last few strokes. she’s so shaken up still. my lips are tender as ever on her skin, kissing her neck and her shoulder and her jaw before lastly her lips. breathing a soft sigh of relief and thanking her for it. yeah. imma need an express delivery of a good girl like this asap please n thank youuu

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panel 1: owner is getting ready for a night out, but doesn't know if she smells or not, lifts her armpit to check but doesn't get a reliable read

panel 2: she asks her puppy girl to check if she smells, motioning her up to sniff & check, puppy girl excitedly hops up

panel 3: puppy girl woozily leans in further with a smile on her face, tail wagging, owner says "that bad, huh?"

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Average trans girl brain.

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Princess says she has new armour for her personal knight but when she comes into her chamber it's just a chastity cage

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They keep calling me Her Ladyship's guard dog. I'm no dog! I'm a brave and loyal servant!

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princess (me) would like to take a little nap on her pillow (you)

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i love post scene discussion !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what was ur favorite part !!!!!! which part r u jerking off to later !!!!!! u should do tht thing to me again some time !!!!!!! do u think i looked cute gagging n crying n whining !!!!!! listening to everything u have to say w rapt attention n also kicking my feet n giggling!!!!!!!!!

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Edge a girl and make her choose between cumming or hearing her clicker.

If she chooses to cum, just get her off.

If she chooses the clicker, praise her for being so well trained, touch her body all over and give her so so many little kisses.

Make denial so overwhelmingly blissful that she'll choose it over cumming every time.

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hey do you wanna come over and play legos with me?

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The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

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The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

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The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

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The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

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The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

[quasi-loki]

The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

[quasi-loki]

The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"

[quasi-loki]

The New Dog

"Hey, thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. I just was having a hard time dealing with my job letting me go alone, so it's a lot nicer to have someone here with me. Can we just game for a while before we talk about what's going on?"

You decide to oblige. If your friend Ray needs someone to be here with them, then here you'll be. The both of you situate yourselves in Ray's living room, Ray taking residence on the couch, and you sitting yourself on the floor. It's comfortable; a dynamic that the two of you have found yourselves in many times before now. But something feels... different? You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something off about this situation.

As you lose yourself to thoughts of dynamics, you feel a hand gently brush your head, gently scratching as it pets down your hair. It's comfortable so you don't necessarily want it to stop, but you kind of feel like a... a, uh...

A dog?

"You like those pets, huh?" Lexi teases you as your head subconsciously leans toward their hand, accepting more pets. "Yeah, I guess it's nice, but it's kinda weird?" Lexi stops briefly and looks at you semi-sideways. "Weird, how?" You take a brief moment to consider it, before gently replying, "I uh... it feels like you're treating me like a dog?"

There's an almost unnoticeable flicker behind Lexi's eye as they gently giggle at you. "No, dumbass, I'd never treat you like a dog."

And back to gaming you return, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

•••

After having gamed for a few hours, a low rumbling finds its home in Lexi's stomach, cueing you both in to just how hungry you were. Lexi stands up, excitedly offering to cook the both of you food, which you hungrily agree to.

Lexi knows their way around a kitchen better than anyone else you know. If they started a restaurant they could probably have a Michelin star, but instead they only cook for themself and close friends. It's such a flurry that you lose track of what they're doing fairly quickly, not quite understanding what food they're making out ingredients they're using.

But, when it's done, it looks absolutely beautiful - a masterpiece the likes of which the finest chefs would blush at. And it's all for you and them. You gladly join Lexi at the table, thanking them for the meal and graciously digging in.

And, just as you expected, it's one of the greatest foods that have ever passed your lips, a groan of satisfaction weaseling its way out of you. Lexi giggles gently, looking at you and asking "so, is it good?" You can't spare enough time between bites to say 'yes,' so instead you nod excitedly, humming an affirmation. Once again, you see that strange spark behind Lexi's eyes, and you find yourself eating a little slower, mumbling an excuse about getting full fast.

Once you've cleared your plate, Lexi grabs your hand and leads you back to the floor in front of their couch. Maybe they want to game more? You instinctively grab your controller, expecting the system to turn back on, but it never does. Instead, Lexi leaves for a while, letting you sit there for what feels like hours, you mind becoming less and less focused while you Stay.

Then Lexi comes back!

You feel an excitement rise deep within you, before letting it out as a sound not unlike a bark. "Hey, you good? You're fucking barking at me, dude." You nod - you feel just fine, but words make a bit less sense than they used to. Lexi chuckles to themself, before approaching your seated self, holding a...

A collar?

Fuck that, you're not a dog. You're a person. You're not gonna bend to their every whim. You can stay strong if you-

*click!*

O-oh... The collar is on you now, and it feels... comfortable? Fuck, you don't want this, but it's like your hands don't quite understand how to work, so all you can do is aimlessly paw at the collar. The collar doesn't come off.

You're like, fully stuck to the floor now because of whatever was in your food, and you look back up at Lexi as they click a leash to your collar, managing to squeeze out a last few words before forgetting what words mean all together: "Did you drug me?" No response.

*click!*

The leash is on, and Lexi pulls you towards their bedroom, which you walk on all fours towards to accompany them. There's a full set up for a dog in here, but as far as you can tell, there's no dog in sight. Or, maybe it's not for a dog? It does all look rather comfy, after all...

The cage is warm and inviting, fairy lights and soft colors and games and toys all lay inside, basically inviting you in. Underneath Lexi's desk lays a dog bed, also with its respective games and toys. It also looks extremely inviting, but you resist the temptation. Instead, you find yourself looking up to Lexi for guidance.

And Lexi laughs at you, sitting on the floor, before situating 'paw' gloves on your hands paws and feet hind paws. "Just making you a bit more perfect, mutt." Lexi reassures you with that commanding voice of theirs, and you unconsciously scoot a little closer to them, making it easier to put the paws on.

"Are you ready to start your new life as my dog, mutt?" Lexi asks, before replying - not waiting for your answer - "It doesn't matter if you're ready. You're my dog now, not a person, so you don't get a choice. Now, get beneath my desk, I'm gonna need something to distract me while I attend a meeting."

A meeting? But you thought Lexi was fired! You bark and whine in frustration at Lexi, causing them to pull your leash to meet you face-to-face. "Oh, mutt, you still haven't realized? I lied. I still have my job. I set all of this up for you - so I could finally fucking make you mine. So I could fully take your ability to choose away. And now, here you are, my little mutt."

A sense of warmth fills you, against your wishes, at knowing that all of this is for you. Your body carries you beneath Lexi's desk without you telling it to, and you start preparing for the rest of your life as Lexi's dog.

"Now mutt, while I'm in this meeting, I'm gonna need you to help satisfy me, got it?"