Writer's Pet (OC TF/MC) (Patreon)

Lulu's friend Hato is visiting, and after getting in a bit of a mood and deciding it would be fun to trick her rival (and realizing Lulu is very cute), she decides that the wolf girl needs to be tamed~

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The white-haired woman idly wondered if there was something wrong with what she was doing. Of course, not with the act itself - she was simply reading. Reading assorted smut and other lewd materials, but still, just reading, and there was nothing wrong with that. The potential problem was that she was in the middle of an inter-dimensional repository of knowledge and artifacts from across worlds and had decided that, instead of some treatise on the fundamental nature of the universe or something similarly impressive, she should read some horny crap.

Mmmh… nah. Hato shrugged, and flipped the page. It wasn’t her fault if most people didn’t have such easy access to the Arcane Sanctuary. The Forbidden Archive was a location of similar enough nature that there was the occasional confusion as far as space went, leading to the locations overlapping. She and the Sanctuary’s keeper could come and go between each other’s homes as they pleased - even if Luna Lupa might not visit much of the Archive beyond where Hato was. But in fairness, Hato hardly visited the whole of the Sanctuary either.

That particular day, Hato had taken to perusing Lulu’s own writings. The wolf girl needed to have a bit more confidence - she always seemed so embarrassed to have other people read her work. The stories were decent enough; at least, Hato certainly enjoyed them and made sure she knew it.

The Arcane Sanctuary had a lot of stories, she reflected as she put the book back onto the shelf. And kept getting bigger, and bigger… Hato’s mouth quirked a bit as she realized something. It was a little bigger than the Forbidden Archive. Not by much, but she could feel the difference.

“...Well, we can’t have that, now can we…?” she muttered to herself, a smile forming. Maybe it was about time for a little friendly trick…

Hato didn’t have to look for Lulu for long. The way to find her when she wasn’t actively working with a real guest (someone who got there for reasons other than shenanigans with overlapping domains, that is), was that she would probably be in the first nook you found that was big enough to fit a table and chair without blocking an aisle. And lo and behold, a cute wolf-woman was there, pen gliding across a page.

Lulu didn’t seem to notice Hato’s presence at first. She was writing like her life depended on it, only occasionally glancing at a small alarm clock that sat next to her workspace on the desk. It gave Hato plenty of time to get nice and close as that clock ticked down, and a sharp ringing filled the hall.

The writer stopped it, and took a pause to scan over her words. “One hundred… one-fifty…one hundred sixty three? Not bad for five minutes, but I can do better.” she muttered to herself, stretching and then reaching over to reset the timer.

“Ooh, trying to catch up to me~?” Hato teased, leaning over Lulu’s shoulder and scanning her prose. “Oh, this is looking like a good one!”

Lulu flushed bright red and shoved Hato aside. “D-Don’t look at my stuff before it’s done! It’s got to be done first!” she said, scrambling to shut the book in progress before the intruder could read more. “W-What do you want, Hato!?” Lulu demanded.

“Well…” Hato started, mentally searching for an excuse that didn’t sound so petty as ‘your place is bigger than mine’. “I think it’s about time you paid me back for that favor I did for you.”

Lulu cocked her head in confusion. “Favor?” she asked. “What favor?”

“The thing with the character sheets- oh forget it, alternate-dimension stuff gets too confusing. Point is, you owe me, are you going to pay me back, or do I have to take my payment?”

“What are you even talking about?” Lulu shook her head, and turned to return to her writing. “Let me have some quiet already!”

“Aww~ Guess I’ll have to do it my way, then~” Hato said in a suddenly sing-song tone as she reached out. She didn’t need magic to start off; in her association with Lulu despite the wolf-girl’s best efforts Hato had discovered her weakness. She tried to be all serious and stuff and was certainly a powerful magic user, but just one simple trick would have her unable to resist. All one had to do was get close, and…

Lulu felt the hand approaching in time to turn around. “What do you think you’re doing!?” she demanded. She was unable to bring her own arm up in time to stop Hato’s approach, and the hand made contract. “That is demeaning to wolf-girls! Unhand me, I am not some common do- oooohh…”

The unfortunate wolf-girl trailed off as Hato started to rub. As it turned out, Lulu’s critical weakness was a mundane one. She simply could not handle someone petting her. She tried to put up a brave face, tried to resist the temptation, but her tail had already turned traitor and was beginning to wag.

“Your mouth says no, but your tail is definitely saying yes~” Hato teased, giving her some more pets. Lulu was just too cute like this, she decided. When she’d decided she was going to mess with Lulu that day, she hadn’t had any specific plans for her, just intending to see where the moment took her. But now, an idea was forming.

“Nnnnhng…” Lulu moaned, trying to refute Hato and failing miserably. Her tail was wagging up a storm and each pet scattered her thoughts. It was all she could do to keep her tongue from lolling out of her mouth like a dumb dog’s, and without any conscious motion she found herself pressing herself into Hato’s hand as if to ask for more. “Shhtop…” she groaned through clenched teeth.

Hato tried her best not to laugh at her rival’s struggles. Really, how could it be so easy to render her helpless with a simple pat on the head? It was adorable, that’s what it was. Hato rubbed just a bit harder, giving her special attention behind the ears that sent Lulu’s tail wagging hard enough to knock something off her table. “You say you’re a wolf, right? But all it takes to put you in your place is a bit of petting. Are you sure you aren’t just a dog with delusions of grandeur? A real wolf wouldn’t be nearly so easy to tame~”

“I’ll show you a real- ooooh god right there yes-” Lulu wanted so desperately to break free, but she couldn’t fight her body. “I-I’m not finished-”

“Not quite~ But this gave me an idea~ A good girl like you needs to dress the part, hmm~?” Hato teased. As she said that, she pulled something from a nearby shelf; the narrative bend of the Arcane Sanctuary seemed to work for her, and a collar was easily accessible - a simple brown strap with a small moon-shaped tag on it, just perfect for Hato’s purposes.

Lulu wasn’t really in a clear enough state of mind to notice what Hato had acquired, mostly busy trying not to lose it even more than she had. Already she’d never hear the end of this… she only noticed what was happening when the collar clicked into place around her neck. It glowed briefly as another tag was added - specifically, a nametag bearing Lulu’s name, the reverse side declaring Hato as her owner. “W-What- no-”

“That looks adorable on you~” Hato teased. She pet harder.

Lulu found herself pressing against Hato’s hand, trying to get more, without even noticing she’d moved. She was deeply enjoying being pet now, and it was suddenly so hard to remember why she’d been opposed… “Ah… this isn’t… it’s not right is it…?” she breathed.

“Of course it’s right. Why shouldn’t a pet have a collar? You’re clearly not a wolf, or you wouldn’t love being pet so much. That means you’re a dog, right~?”

Lulu tried to find a way to refute that. She wasn’t a dog. She just had a collar, loved being pet, and…

“Lulu, sit.”

“E-Excuse me?” Lulu snapped - but she found her body was already trying to move. “Hey! I don’t want to- damnit!” She couldn’t make her body not obey - she found herself crouching down in short order, her dress pooling around her on the ground. “You’re going to regret this!”

“I’m sure you plan to pay me back.” Hato acknowledged. This sort of thing never went without retaliation in kind, in their relationship. “However, you are very cute and so I consider that a worthwhile cost.”

Lulu tried to stand again, but the command seemed to have locked her body in place. Her efforts were again interrupted by the thought-scattering pleasure of being pet, as Hato considered what to have her do next. “Hmmm… well, a dog like you shouldn’t be wearing clothes. It might make someone mistake you for a person instead of a cute pet.” Hato said. “So strip, Lulu.”

Lulu shortly found herself working with her clothes, trying to get them off without standing up - it wasn’t working all that well. It took some time, but she got her dress off, and Hato tossed it away like a rag while Lulu was left in her frilly white undergarments. “Well, isn’t that cute~ Someone’s pretending to be pure~ Well, I guess compared to me you are. But in any case, I meant to strip all the way, so keep going. I’ll give you more pets if you do~”

It was demeaning, that was what it was. But it was also far too strong of an incentive for Lulu to ignore at that point. She pulled her bra off, letting her sizable bust bounce freely. Then, she dragged her panties off, leaving her completely naked on the ground in front of Hato. “O-Ok, you don’t have to pet me-”

Hato, of course, did pet her, and her mind went blank. Her tongue fell out of her mouth and she drooled and panted like an excited puppy. Her glasses fell off at some point, and it was really hard to remember why those were important. She just wanted to be pet more, and more, and more.

The rival writer decided it was about time to wrap things up. “There~ Good girl~” she said as she pet Lulu.

Good girl. Good girl. Good girl. The words repeated in Lulu’s empty head, embedding themselves inside her mind. She really liked those noises. She was a good girl. She was definitely a good girl. “Mmmh~ Good girl!” she moaned.

“That’s right. You want to be a good girl, right~?” Hato teased, “Good girls don’t think. Good dogs love their owners.”

The praise, along with the petting, was too much. Her head had been emptied by the pets once more, but the phrase “good girl” built a dam preventing it from filling again. She was a good girl, and good girls didn’t think, so she clearly didn’t think. She was a good dog, so she would love her owner. Something seemed a bit weird about that, but she was having a hard time thinking of much of anything now. “Good girl… good dog…” Lulu moaned softly.

Seeing Lulu trying hard to build a coherent thought, Hato decided it was time for the final blows. She reached down and gave Lulu’s breast a squeeze. The sudden jolt of pleasure took Lulu’s remaining dregs of thoughts and scattered them to the wind. Or possibly to the floor, looking at how wet she was now. She looked up at her owner happily, quietly begging for more. “Good girl~” Hato repeated.

With that, Hato dropped her skirt a bit. “Good girls like you get treats. So come on, it’s time to give you a treat~”

Lulu let out a sharp bark, and nearly tackled Hato to the ground in her eagerness. She knew what kind of treat she wanted, and if it made owner happy, so much the better. Hato, for her part, decided she’d enjoy her new pet for a good while~