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A tier reward for flydeath95 with a help from Brentwood with the caption! ^^

For those of you following the Sue Sharp series, think of this as a little preview of things to come.

It wasn’t a dream, and it wasn’t one of her dirty, little fantasies that she rubbed herself raw to nearly every night. Sue was actually kneeling like a lowly dog by Robert’s desk in the small office they shared. She was wearing nothing but the ridiculous, restricting pet “lingerie” her friend, Donna, had convinced her to buy. Donna had called it a “peace offering” to make up for a highly anticipated, but disastrous first date.


Sue’s heart and mind were racing. What would Robert think when he came through the door? Would he like what he saw? Were the ruffles and lace embellishments too much? She wiggled her hips imaging him looking her over and smiling at her in the way he did when he thought no one else was looking. She chided herself for fantasizing in the middle of living out her fantasies.

Her eyes locked on the door handle as it started to turn. She sprang up into a squat, lewdly spread her “hind legs” and began to bounce perkily up and down. She lolled her tongue out from her gaping mouth as she panted loudly. She made her eyes “bright and brainless” the way she’d practiced alone in the mirror at least a hundred times. She felt so achy and needy in her “puppy parts,” and for once she didn’t feel guilty in the slightest. After all, what else could one expect from a silly little beast like her?

Then a horrible thought occurred to her. What if it wasn’t Robert coming through the door? What if it was the janitor, or worse, one of their co-workers dropping something off after hours? The collar, the paw mittens on her hands and the paw slippers on her feet suddenly felt like they were getting tighter. She desperately wanted out of them. Even if it was Robert coming through the door, the whole thing was a stupid stunt. He wouldn’t want her. He’d be disgusted by her. She just wanted to be at home with a glass of sangria and her vape where her perverted desires could stay safe and secret.

The latch clicked and the door slowly opened. Every millimeter the door swung seemed to last for an eternity. Sue was frozen in place—her mind blank. Then her eyes fell on Robert’s tall, well-built form and she was suddenly so elated she forgot herself and all her doubts and let out a high-pitched bark to greet him. Clearly startled, Robert jumped a little, but he recovered quickly.

“What’s all this?” He asked hesitantly.

Sue’s cheeks colored. The tail attached to the bulbous plug in her rectum drooped between her legs. She timidly pointed with her nose to a handwritten note on the desk. Robert picked it up and read it aloud:

“Dear Robert,

Can we try again? If we do, don’t take me to a fancy restaurant or out dancing this time. Just take me to a quiet, dog-friendly café and let me be with you.

Yours,

Ditzy”

Sue looked down at the floor. It was hard to express her feelings even on paper. It was even harder to have the person she cared about reading them aloud. Her feelings sounded so corny and stupid when they were spoken. There was no was no way he’d…

Her heart leaped when she felt the leash clip to her collar.

“Alright, girl, come on…I know a nice café you’ll like.”

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Thank you flydeath95 for the support and for letting me share. Thank you Brentwood for the lovely story!

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Clothes that don't function as clothes. It's great. (Translated)