ROUGHT DRAFT - Coye 6.6 (Patreon)

Before the wolf was ever a wolf, she was an ordinary girl who lived in a great building where she could feel stone beneath her paws. The little girl was feisty, even then, and the frilly dress she wore during play would always end up in tatters. She was running through her homes many halls, ignoring the fancy men in their metal suits who occasionally tried to get her to stop.

She never listened. She had too much energy and had to run. Sometimes, she would fight them and she would lose, but the metal man were always kind to her and petted her head before handing her back to her mother. Mother was nice, not like the fancy lady who stared at her.

As the girl explored her home and continued to make a scene, she came across a hallway where the nice man was exiting a fancy room at the end. She always loved seeing the nice man, he had a nice smile and kind eyes whenever he looked at her. They were eyes that looked like they wanted to pet her, but he always left before she could get close enough to greet her. Once again, the metal men led the nice man away from her.

It wasn't fair. He obviously wanted to play with her, but no one ever let him! Even the girls mother said she should never get too close to the man, but she never understood why... Why couldn't she talk to him? She wanted nothing more, and the thought that she couldn't have it made the girl sad.

Coco whined in her sleep. She rolled around, her paws intermittently twitching as she ran after the nice man on all fours. If she caught up to him, everything would be all right. Then he could pet her and she could introduce herself and think him for letting she and her mother live in his big house.

"Ugh, wake up, girl!" Britni shook Coco's shoulder, jolting the poor girl into the waking world.

She looked around in a daze, drawing a blank at first as to where they were. Then, she saw Britni was naked and remembered so was she. They were staying the night at their favorite inn, and she fallen asleep after Britni had her fun.

"What's wrong...?" She whined and pawed the corner of her eyes to get the gunk out.

"You were tossing around a lot and looked like you were gonna freak out," Britni wrapped her hand around Coco's hips, running her finger along her petite pelvic bone.

Coco smiled in the darkness of their room. Her mistress was kind and worried about her, and she couldn't help wagging her tail a little at the thought. "Coco was having the dreams again," she mumbled, looking for sympathy.

"Yeah I know," Britni rolled her eyes and her hand further explored up Coco's body despite how long she played with it earlier in the night. "You almost scratched me while you were rolling around, you stupid dog." Her tone was playful, but Coco didn't appreciate it. She slapped Britni's hand away and scooted further from her Mistress.

"Being serious! Don't want gropes. Not now."

"Oh, come on. I can't sleep." Britni puffed her lower lip out and exaggerated her sadness, trying to guilt her puppy into further love. "I had bad dreams, too, know..."

Coco never felt like having sexy times after waking up from her recurring dreams, and like always she tried to stand up for herself. "Gave Britni lots of love earlier!" She stated, which was not an understatement.

After their eventful day, Britni and Coco left the Guild after the excitement died down and Britni took care of a certain debt she owed one of her Guild mates. They made straight for one of their favorite haunts, the nicest inn in Cransmere, the Sleeping Willow. It was where the two of them always wound up whenever Britni was feeling horny and wanted to spare her friends the awkwardness. After everything she saw today, there was no way Britni could resist. She needed attention desperately, and like a good girl, Coco made her mistress happy many times over. Unfortunately, Britni was never easily satisfied. The lust of a Midgardian was known throughout the realms, and it was no exaggeration. Britni was a rough and demanding lover, which currently only Coco could attest to.

"Please, puppy?" Britni's voice became more desperate and needy. Her lips found Coco's neck and she gave the tender flesh a sensual kiss that ended in a bite.

"Nnn...!" Coco whimpered at the sudden pleasure, but remained steadfast. "Said no! Britni never listens when Coco has bad dreams!"

Britni pulled away and propped her head up with her wrist, looking down at the puppy with a disappointed expression. "Mine are way worse! Which one of us does Tiph have to give medicine for their dreams, Coco?"

"... You." Coco's ears drooped.

"Exactly," Britni smiled and touched the tip of Coco's little dog nose- the only animalistic feature on her otherwise human face- then remembered it was wet and wiped it on the sheets below. "Which means you should be taking care of me right now."

"Sorry, Mistress..." Coco felt bad as she justified things in her head. Her own problems didn't matter, not when Britni felt bad. She has to be strong for her. A dog is there to make its owner feel better, that's what Britni always taught her.

She sucked up her emotions and turned to face Britni with a pouty expression. "Is Britni feeling okay?"

"Not really," she sighed out of disappointment and cuddled up closer to Coco. "I can't stop thinking about him, puppy..."

"Oh," Coco thought this was something more important, but she didn't vocalize it. She simply let Britni continue on with whatever she needed to express.

"The way he fought makes me so turned on that I can barely even function whenever I think about it!"

"Mn..." Coco wouldn't admit it, but at least she understood where Britni was coming from. Her feelings for Coye only made her feel worse, however, but Britni then surprised her with a question.

"You know how it feels, don't you?"

"W-What?! No! Of course not!" Coco tried to scoot away again, but Britni wrapped her arm around her waist and prevented it, instead pushing the two of them together as she leaned in and whispered into her puppies ear.

"You think I'm blind, Coco? Hardly. Remind me again how into heat, you silly girl?"

"Don't remember," she looked away and bit down on her lip. "Raised by wolves. Not by Beastfolk. Don't know how mating cycle goes..."

"Sure," Britni smiled knowingly, her strong hand groping Coco's ass and eliciting a moan. "But if I remember right, it's a spiritual thing, isn't it? Like, your body knows when it finds your ideal mate even if you deny it at first."

"Only happened once! Happened with Britni and no one else!"

"Tell the truth," Britni insisted, only for Coco to look away entirely. She couldn't admit it. Not without upsetting her Mistress.

"Am..." She grumbled.

"Are you?" Britni cocked her head. "Because it would be a shame if you weren't. From what I understand, it only happens a few times in any Beastfolk's life... And virtually never when she's already mated to someone."

"No!" Coco wiggled and tried to move away. She didn't know where this was going, only that it was a dangerous topic and that Mistress could be unpredictable. "Only have feelings for Britni! Let Coco go!" She struggled but Britni made the situation even worse for her by rolling on top of the petite puppy and straddling her hips, pinning her.

Britni's much larger breasts fell onto Coco's tiny ones and flattened as she pushed their bodies together, their lips only inches apart as she stared into Coco's eyes. "Puppy, do you seriously think I'd be mad if you had a crush on Coye?"

Coco looked up at her in confusion. That... Was not what she expected to hear. She thought a punishment was coming, but Britni didn't sound upset whatsoever.

"Don't have crush on him..." She gulped and found herself unable to look away from Britni's eyes. "But... If I- uh- if Coco did, she... Maybe might be worried what Britni would think."

"So cute..." Britni giggled at her pet and leaned in, pressing their lips together for an unexpected kiss with more tongue than Coco was comfortable with at the moment. It didn't last long before Britni pulled away and continued to speak. "I'm already way ahead of you, my sweet little good girl. I have a plan for everything, and you were always a part of it. I wouldn't let my precious pet down."

Coco's eyes opened wider. Was this true? It sounded like it might be, but she can never be too sure with Mistress. Her excitement betrayed her as her tail started brushing against the blanket, but she tried to keep her emotions held back as she looked up and asked, "what does Britni mean...?"

"Think about this," Britni narrowed her eyes and smirked. "There is a single lady who owns an adorable little corgi-"

"Direwolf."

"And there's a boy the lady has been in love with for quite some time. Things happen, and the lady and the boy ended up getting together. Answer this, Coco. What happens to the corgi?"

"Um..." Coco didn't bother correcting her this time, as she was to scared about the answer to this hypothetical to care. "Don't know. Lady abandons it...?"

"No, silly," Britni couldn't hold back laughter as she shook her head. "The corgi comes along and becomes both their pets. Get it?"

She did, but... If that was the big revelation Britni was working toward, Coco wasn't as receptive as she assumed she was supposed to have been. Britni expected her to smile, so she did, but Coco couldn't stop wondering if that was really it.

Coco didn't want to be the pet of two people. She wanted to be loved as an equal. The way Britni talked about it made her almost feel like an object. It didn't help when Britni literally said as much.

"You're going to be the nicest present anyone has ever given him, mark my words!" Britni gave her another kiss, but Coco was entirely absent and didn't even bother reciprocating. She felt invalidated as a person, stripped of agency and demeaned. Whatever. It's not like Britni didn't always get what she wanted, so there was no use fighting against it.

Besides, it sounded like this would make Britni happy. That was all that should matter to Coco. Not only that, but she'll get what she wanted anyway. Maybe she would like being a pet if it was for him? Maybe... No. Coco stopped herself short. She was almost close to thinking that maybe Britni was the problem, but that couldn't have been it.

If Britni wanted Coco to be a present, then...

"That sounds amazing, Britni!" She forced her tail to wag and made sure her ears didn't droop, which was all it took to convince her Mistress that she was entirely on board with the idea.

"I knew you'd see it my way," Britni was pleased to have convinced Coco so easily. "Gods, it gets me so hot just thinking about it... that cute little man pushing you down and fucking the shit out of you while I grab your hair and make you eat me out, can you even imagine?"

"Sounds amazing," Coco repeated, this time half meaning it. At least part of it sounded good, but she still wasn't very into the idea of being used or made to do anything.

Britni wasn't satisfied with only thoughts, however. Her gorgeous, bronzed body needed more. She rolled off of Coco and grabbed her purse from off the nightstand, fishing through tons of junk to get to the surprise she brought along for tonight. In her frenzied efforts earlier tonight, she'd forgotten to make use of it, but now she couldn't ignore the possibility any longer.

Britni removed a six inch long dildo and an accompanying strap on belt. The sheer sight of it made Coco drool, if only from how frustrated her poor body was from lack of relief. She instinctually needed it, but she knew better than to expect that to happen.

Sure enough, Britni tossed it to her and Coco caught it in her paws.

"Be a good girl and put that on for me, okay?"

"Yes, Mistress..." Coco tried to sound obedient, but her heart wasn't into it. If Britni noticed, she didn't care. She sat up and put her legs through the loops, allowing Britni to help fasten it in place.

Coco whimpered as the strap dug into her pussy, though just shy of giving her any actual pleasure. Once they were done, Coco looked down at the fake penis jutting out from the belt, a view she'd seen more than enough of. She then asked the magic words. "How does Britni want it?"

"Lay down," Britni smiled at Coco's initiative, proud that she trained her so well. "I want to ride."

Coco was just fine with that, as it meant she wouldn't have to work very hard. She laid down like she was told and watched as Britni stood over her petite frame and sank her hips lower and lower. The dildo teased her from the outside and made her make a funny face as it scraped against her lips, but Britni didn't take long to fully insert the thing inside of her.

"Oh fuck, yes..." She moaned, her pussy clamping down so tight it refused to let go. "This is nice, but I bet Coye's even bigger than this, don't you think?"

"Maybe?" Coco shrugged. "Wouldn't know." There was a longing in her voice that Britni didn't catch at first, mainly because of how absorbed in herself and her pleasures she was.

It must've felt good, because Britni was swinging her hips madly on top of her. Even now, Coco was aroused to see her Mistress fucking herself on top of her, but that only made things worse. The entire time she and Britni had been together, she'd never been given a turn on the receiving end of the strap on. Not only that, but Britni won't finger her and has forbidden Coco from touching herself too hard.

Whenever they played, Coco only ever got teasing. She almost couldn't remember the last time she'd gotten to climax. There was resentment willing up within as Britni brought herself to her first one. Resentment, and envy. Not that Britni was paying attention. She just kept on riding and using Coco as a convenient sex doll. Every now and then the poor pup would thrust around or angle her hips differently to make Britni happy, but Britni barely even acknowledged her.

Whenever she talked, it was always about Coye. She moaned his name, closing her eyes and dreaming of him while Coco laid still across the bed like she wasn't even here. For all intents and purposes, she wasn't. She was somewhere else, at least until Britni gave her next command.

Britni Satisfied herself for who knows how long before tiring out. Coco barely even notice it was over until her mistress was plumping off to the side and pulling Coco in for couples, calling her good girl and kissing her. Britni's face was flushed, Coco itched inside and her thighs ground together. It must've felt so good, she realized. Maybe just this once...?

"Mistress... can I please cum today?" She whimpered low enough that Britni might not hear it.

"What's that, puppy?"

"I... Coco wants attention, too..."

"I gave you attention earlier, silly."

"You didn't finish Coco off..."

"Not tonight," Britni yawned and stretched out. "I'm too tired now."

"You don't have to do anything! Please! Britni can lay down and where the strap on while Coco does the riding this time! It'd be so easy, let me just-" her paws found the edges of her strap on belt but Britni reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Hold on there, what do you think you're doing?" Britni took on a strict tone, chastising the girl as she violently ripped off the strap on belt and tossed it across the room. She then surprised Coco further by slipping just the tip of her middle finger inside her, her nail poking against Coco's virginity. "Don't tell me you want to waste this, do you?"

"Coco doesn't care about that...!!" she whimpered and tried to push her self down on Britni's finger, but she predicted this would happen and removed it before Coco could succeed. "Damn it! Why does it matter?! Don't understand why you won't-"

Britni smiled at Coco in the darkness and cuddled up to her side, once again leaning in to whisper into her ears, "Silly dog. No one wants a present that's already been opened."

"...What?" Coco looked at her Mistress, but she was met with a yawn instead.

"Go to bed, Coco. Be a good girl."

At the moment, Coco didn't care less about being a good girl. "Wait, don't sleep yet! Have questions!"

"Another time," Britni shushed her and lazily scratched behind Coco's here.

"Was this always your plan? Was Coco always a present and not your-"

"Coco," the stern voice came back. "I said it's time for bed."

"... Yes Mistress." Coco gave up and stared at the ceiling.

She didn't often understand things, but this left her more confused than ever before. They met two and a half years ago and had been mated for a year and a half, but... Coco wondered if she'd missed something along the way.

She wasn't sure what she was anymore.

She didn't feel like she was a Direwolf, but she was fairly sure she wasn't a corgi. She didn't know enough about her race to consider herself a Beastfolk. She certainly didn't feel like a person, or a present, and especially not a pet.

'Coco' was just the name Britni came up with for her when they first met, too. It wasn't really her name. Mooncaller had only ever called her child, and she couldn't remember anything before her time in the Fangrush Ferns. She didn't know who she was. She never really had. Maybe if she went to bed, the smiling man in the big stone house would pet her and everything would finally make sense? Coco tried, but all that met her when she closed her eyes was darkness.