Coye 6.7 (Patreon)

I'm not usually the type of creator that likes to use content warnings, but I feel like this one is going to be a bit much for some people. I don't know how I sat down to write cute fairy sex story and ended up with abusive lesbian relationships but here we are. Fairly sure this is going to be the point where Britni goes too far for a portion of the readers but I feel showing how bad things are between her and Coco is really important to both of their development. Just know that I'm treating this topic seriously.

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Chapter 7 - Gone to the Dogs

Before the wolf was ever a wolf, she was just a little girl who lived in a great big stone house where she could feel polished marble or lush carpeting beneath her paws everywhere she went. Even back then, the girl was a feisty one. Her frilly dresses always ended up in tatters by the end of the day, but that was okay. Some woman would always bring her mother a new one to dress the girl in, and then she'd be off on her business the following day.

Her mother was a lovely lady, even if she was often blue and didn't like to play as much as the girl wanted. The two looked a lot alike, which always amused the girl since her mother wasn't very tall. Her mother had to clean the big house most days, leaving the girl to find her own amusement.

Every day she would roam through the many halls and floors of her big, stone house and ignore the many fancy men in metal suits who got in her way and tried to catch her. The girl never listened. She had too much energy and needed to run, fight, and play. Oftentimes, she would bait the metal-suited men into mock combat. Of course, she never defeated any of them, but they were warm toward her. They would give her head pets and ear scratches whenever she lost before carrying her back to her mother for naptime.

Her house also had a big, sunny garden surrounded by towering brick walls where she could run around with all her friends. These friends had furry ears and tails like she did, but they were weird. They couldn't talk, walked on four legs, and got to poop outside anywhere they wanted- which was totally unfair. Still, the girl loved playing with these weird friends of hers whenever she was given a chance.

Sadly, that wasn't very often. The fancy lady also liked to visit the gardens, and the girl wasn't allowed to be around her. That was fine by her. The fancy lady always looked at her funny and made her feel uncomfortable.

On a day when she was shooed from the garden and forced to play elsewhere, the girl happened across a hallway right as the nice man came out of the room at its end. Her tail started wagging as soon as she saw him. The nice man always stared at her whenever they met, but it wasn't a weird stare like the fancy lady's. When he stared, it was with bright blue eyes full of love and a smile even warmer than the sunny garden.

If only he didn't go everywhere with the stupid metal men. Every time she tried getting closer, they would lead him away, and he would look really sad. He obviously wanted to pet her, and it wasn't fair that no one ever let him. The girl would've bet anything he wanted to play with her, too, but even her mother always said she should never get too close to the nice man.

No one would ever tell her why she couldn't talk to him, only that she'd understand when she was older. The girl thought that was stupid and everyone who told her that was stupid. One day, she was going to catch him when he was alone! Then she and the nice man could talk and play for as long as they wanted. She'd even take him to the gardens and show off her friends if he was lucky.

Why not today?

Coco whined in her sleep.

She rolled around in bed, her paws intermittently twitching as she ran after the nice man on all fours. Something told her that if she caught him, everything would be alright. Nothing bad would have to happen, and she could thank him for letting her and her mother live in his big house, and they could all be happy together. Maybe the fancy lady would stop being mean, too?

If only she could just-

"Wake up, girl. Hey, wake up! C'mon! Coco?" Britni shook the sleeping puppy by her shoulder, jolting the dazed girl into the waking world.

"Waf...?" Coco rubbed and then opened her eyes, looking around in the darkness with a fuzzy head. Her canine-like eyes were bright, reflecting what little light there was to help her see among the blackness like two shiny blue mirrors. She wondered where she was until she saw Britni lying naked beside her.

That answered a few questions. They were staying at Britni's favorite inn, the Sleepy Woodsman, which was where they always ended up whenever Britni was horny. It suddenly came back to her, and Coco vaguely remembered Britni having her fun hours ago, after which she'd fallen asleep.

"What's wrong?" She pawed at the corner of her eyes, trying to get the gunk out.

"You were, like, freaking out in your sleep again..." Britni's hand clenched the more petite girl's shoulder, comforting her. "Tossing, turning, whining, you name it." The hand trailed down Coco's side, brushing her petite curves before resting on her hip.

Coco smiled in the dark. Mistress was so kind, always looking out for her. Her tail wagged a little at the thought. "Was having the dreams again," she mumbled, looking for further sympathy. "Big house. And the nice-"

"Yeah, yeah. The nice man, or whatever." Britni rolled her eyes, dismissing Coco entirely. "I know by now." Suddenly, the hand resting on her hip grew bored and started groping Coco's cute little cheek. "You almost scratched me when you were rolling around, you silly little mutt. I think someone deserves a punishment."

Britni's tone was playful, but Coco didn't appreciate the sentiment. She was ignoring her. Again.

"Being serious," Coco grumbled, lightly slapping away Britni's hand and scooting further away from her Mistress on the bed. "No groping! Don't feel like it!"

"What? Oh, come on! I can't sleep!" Britni pulled on her heartstrings, gilding her puppy by puffing out her lower lip and exaggerating her sadness in any way she could. "Did you forget you're not the only one with bad dreams, puppy?"

The tactic was scarily effective, causing Coco to hesitate in her refusal. She never felt like being dirty after one of her weird dreams, but Britni rarely listened when she said no. Even so, Coco tried standing up for herself this time.

"Gave Britni lots of love earlier..." she pointed out, which wasn't an understatement.

Britni and Coco had an eventful day. There was the failed bullying attempt, the amazing fight between Coye and rock wizard, then they had to make sure Coye was okay, and they even helped desk lady- er, Dorothy- out after that, too. Then, after Britni took care of some business, they went out together, and she treated Coco to an early dinner. She was in such a good mood that she let Coco have all the steak she wanted, too!

After that, she brought Coco to the Sleepy Woodsman, and the rest went down how it always did. Britni needed attention after everything that happened- just like Coco, she was unreasonably turned on. Like the good girl she was, Coco pleased her Mistress many times over, but Britni was never easily satisfied. The lust of Midgardians was known throughout the realms, and it wasn't an exaggeration. As only Coco could attest, Britni was a rough and demanding lover who cared for little beyond her own satisfaction.

The idea of getting back to sex wasn't very appealing to Coco- not when she wouldn't get anything out of it.

"Coco, pleeease...?" Britni made her voice whinier. More desperate and needy. Her lips found Coco's neck when she leaned in and she gave the tender flesh a sensual kiss that ended with a little nibble. It was funny how Britni always remembered what Coco liked whenever she wanted something.

"Nn-!" Coco whimpered, unable to deny the pleasure such a teasing kiss gave her sensitive weak spot, but she remained steadfast in her denial. "Said no! Why won't Britni listen?! Coco. Had. Bad. Dreams!!" She said, spelling it out nice and slow so even her stupid Mistress could understand.

Annoyed, Britni pulled away and propped her head up with her palm as she rested on her side. She looked at her puppy with a disappointed expression. "So? Mine are worse. You know that, don't you?"

"...Yes," Coco's ears drooped as she was forced to admit the truth.

Whereas Coco's dreams made her feel sad, lonely, and confused, Britni's... Britni's were definitely worse. She had to take Tiph's special dream potion or get really drunk to stop them from happening, but there were times Coco was unfortunate enough to be sleeping next to her Mistress during the onset of an episode. It was a good thing that beastfolk were tough as nails and that Coco was good at calming Britni down when she needed to. Otherwise, things might not have turned out so well.

Coco trembled to think what might happen if Britni tried sleeping while cuddling an actual dog.

"Good girl," Britni rewarded her pet by booping the tip of Coco's cute little black dog nose before remembering it was wet and wiping her finger on the sheets below. "Which means you should be taking care of me right now, not the other way around."

"Sorry..." Coco felt horrible as she twisted things in her head to try and justify being treated like this. She told herself that her problems didn't matter, not when Britni felt bad. She had to be strong for her- that was her job, right? Britni always taught her that a dog exists to bring its owner joy and to do as it's told. Coco wasn't the best about that last part, but she tried her hardest to always cheer Britni up no matter what.

Sucking up her emotions, she turned to face her Mistress with a pouty expression. "Is Britni feeling okay?"

"No, not really..." Britni sighed and took the chance to close the distance between them. Again, her hand found itself wrapped around Coco's waist. "It's just... gods, I can't stop thinking about him, puppy...!"

"Oh." Coco blinked. She thought this was something a lot more important, but she didn't dare vocalize it and risk upsetting her. Instead, she kept quiet and allowed Britni to continue with whatever she needed to express.

"When I close my eyes, I see him bloodied and beaten, standing over Auguris like a gods-damned hero...!!" Britni was trying hard not to squeal and failing miserably. "It gets me so fucking hot. You have no idea..."

"Mn..." the puppy bit her lip. She wouldn't admit to it, but Coco did have an idea as to what that was like. Even if she didn't feel very sorry for Britni, she at least understood where she was coming from.

Sadly, that understanding led to pain. Coye was Britni's. Even if Coco was experiencing a severe onset of puppy love, that fact couldn't be changed. Britni was very possessive to the point where Coco couldn't conceive a possible outcome where everyone got what they wanted. That was what made it so surprising when Britni sprung a most unexpected question on her.

"Or maybe you do know how it feels, Coco...?"

Coco's eyes opened wide, and her tail tried tucking itself between her legs. Did Britni know about her weird feelings? Was this a trap, maybe? If Coco admitted it would Britni be mad at her, or was she going somewhere with this that Coco couldn't even comprehend...?

"What?! Don't be stupid! Course not!!" She barked and tried to scoot away again, only to find that Britni kept her pinned by the hip. Coco wouldn't be able to get away. In fact, Britni got even closer and pushed her naked chest into Coco's, her large breasts squishing up against the good girl's pair of flat ones.

"You think I'm blind, you silly pup?" Britni smirked, leaning in and whispering into Coco's ear. The sensual tone she took reverberated throughout the poor girl's body. "As if. I don't know when it started, but I'm not an idiot. Tell me again, Coco... how is it that your species goes into heat? It's different from regular animals, isn't it?"

"Don't remember," Coco bit down on her lip even harder as she tried to deny things with all her heart. "Raised by wolves, not beastfolk. Don't remember how mating cycle works!" She lied.

"Of course you don't," Britni punctuated her teasing by taking her hand and firmly groping Coco's petite ass with sudden and shocking strength, eliciting a sweet moan from the girl put on the spot. "But if I remember correctly, it's like, almost a spiritual thing... right? It has something to do with that power you're always tapping into..."

"Said Coco doesn't know!" She was wiggling to try and get away, which would've looked cute and amusing if she weren't in obvious distress.

"Oh, that's right... I remember now. Sometimes, a beastfolk like yourself will find someone your body and soul instinctively knows is your perfect mate. After it happens, you'll fixate on them until they're yours... or you're theirs, in our case. Isn't that right?"

"Only happened once! Happened with Britni and no one else!" Coco conceded in the hopes that it would make Britni stop pressing. It didn't.

"Tell the truth, Coco..." Britni insisted, only succeeding in making Coco look away entirely.

Coco couldn't tell the truth. She was still struggling with her feelings and couldn't even admit them to herself, let alone Britni. Lying was her only choice.

"Am telling the truth..."

"Are you?" Britni cocked her head, her voice taking on a sudden accusatory lilt. "Because it would be a shame if you weren't, especially considering how this special form of bonding only happens once or twice in any beastfolk's life, if ever... and virtually never when the beastfolk is already mated. Unless, of course, the Beastfolk is unsatisfied with their current mate. Is that what's happening? Are you unsatisfied?"

"N-No...!"

"Don't tell me you're planning to cheat on me, Coco?"

"NO!" Coco wiggled even harder, now putting her inhuman strength into it as she tried actually escaping from Britni's grasp. The only problem was that as strong as she was, Britni was stronger.

She couldn't escape, and even scarier to think about, Coco didn't know where this was going. Britni was unpredictable, and this was a perilous topic. It hurt that her beloved Mistress would ever accuse her of being anything but loyal, but Coco appeased her nonetheless.

"Only have feelings for Britni, promise! Please, let me go...!! Don't like this at all!"

"Well, that's too damn bad," Britni laughed at Coco's struggling, then made things even worse for her by rolling on top of the petite puppy, straddling her hips, and pinning her by the shoulders.

Coco looked up at her Mistress and her beautiful body. It was no wonder Coco was so attracted to her. Even if Britni couldn't give her the puppies her body occasionally craved, she was nothing short of a bronze-skinned goddess. Most of the time, she wouldn't have minded being pinned like this, but she was too scared to be around. Coco really thought Britni was mad at her, that she was actually accusing her of having less than faithful thoughts. Britni was going to punish her, she just knew it, so Coco clenched her eyes shut tight in fear of whatever was next.

And then Britni started laughing.

Coco opened her eyes to see her Mistress in the midst of losing her shit the way she always did whenever she bullied someone and pulled one over on them. She didn't understand. Her mind was blank. "W-Why... why is Britni laughing? Thought you were mad!"

Britni leaned down, hugging Coco tightly from above. Britni was heavy, so it wasn't very comfortable, but the sudden affection did a lot to ease the girl's poor nerves. She smiled wide, and their lips were only inches apart as she stared into Coco's eyes.

"Mad? Do you seriously think I'd be mad if you had a crush on Coye, my adorable little puppy?" She laughed again, confusing Coco even further. Britni still didn't sound upset whatsoever.

"But... you were... Coco was... uh..." she stammered incessantly before finally finding her words. "Don't have crush on him, but... if I- uh- if Coco did, she... might maybe be worried about what Britni would think...?"

"Oh. My. Gods. You're just the cutest little shit, aren't you?" Britni giggled at her pet, surprising her further by pressing her lips together for an unexpected kiss. The kiss had more tongue than Coco wanted at the moment, but at least it didn't last long before Britni pulled away and continued speaking. "Don't you worry about a thing, my sweet little puppy. Your Mistress has a plan for everything, and you were always a part of it. Okay? You're precious to me, silly. I would never let you down or leave you out."

Coco couldn't believe what she was hearing. It sounded too good to be true. Was it? Coco couldn't always tell with Britni, but she wanted to believe. Her excitement betrayed her as her tail started to softly wag under the blanket, but Coco knew better than to get her hopes up. She tried keeping her emotions in check as she asked, "What does Britni mean?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Britni narrowed her eyes, smirking.

"Maybe," Coco shrugged. "But explain like it isn't!"

"Okay, think about it this way. There is a sexy young woman who owns an adorable little corgi-"

"Direwolf." Coco corrected.

Britni completely ignored her and moved on. "And there's a boy that the young woman has been in love with for, like, a really long time. One thing leads to another, and she ends up going out with the boy. Answer me this, Coco. What happens to the corgi in that situation?"

"Um..." Coco didn't bother correcting her this time, as she was too scared to care about the answer to that hypothetical. "Don't know. Does the woman abandon it...?"

"No, silly!" Britni couldn't hold back laughter as she shook her head. "The corgi gets to come along and live in their new house, and suddenly, she becomes both the boy and the young woman's pet! Do you, like, get where I'm going with this or what?"

She did, but... if that was the big revelation Britni was working toward, then Coco wasn't as receptive as she assumed Britni wanted her to be. She would have to pretend. Britni expected her to smile, so that's what she did. As she smiled, Coco couldn't stop thinking she didn't want to be the pet of two people. She wanted to be loved as an equal.

The way Britni talked about her in this context almost made Coco feel like she was an object, and it didn't help when Britni went on to literally say as much.

"Just think about it, Coco... you're going to be the best present anyone has ever given him, mark my words!" Again, Britni gave her an overjoyed kiss, but Coco was absent and didn't reciprocate.

A present? Really? She felt stripped of agency and demeaned. Invalidated as a person, even. Whatever... it's not like Britni wouldn't end up getting what she wanted, so there was no use fighting against it. Besides, this sounded like it would make Britni happy, and that was all that was supposed to matter to Coco, right?

And it's not like Coco wouldn't get anything out of it. She'd end up with exactly what she wanted, and hey, maybe she'd actually like being a pet if it was for him and not for Britni? Coco thought about it for a moment, unaware of how the tip of her tail started to wag. Yeah, that didn't sound too bad if it was only every once in a while instead of... no- Coco stopped herself short. She almost thought that maybe Britni was the problem again, but that couldn't have been it.

Coco was a good girl who did as she was told, so if Britni wanted Coco to be a present, then...

"That sounds amazing, Britni!" She forced her tail to wag and ensured her ears didn't droop, which was all it took to convince Britni that Coco was entirely on board with her genius idea. She didn't notice the hesitation in the puppy's eyes or how her voice subtly trembled.

"I knew you'd see it my way," Britni said, sounding rather pleased with herself. "Gods, just thinking about it gets me so turned on... thinking about him pushing you down and fucking the shit out of you while I grab your hair and force you to eat me out...? Fuuuuck... can you imagine, Coco?"

"Sounds... um, amazing..." Coco repeated, this time half meaning it. At least part of it sounded pretty good, but she wasn't keen on the being used part.

Unfortunately for her, Britni wasn't satisfied with only her imagination. Her body was as needy as it was gorgeous. She rolled off Coco and grabbed her overstuffed purse from the nightstand where she'd left it. She fished through tons of junk- some booze, more of Tiph's potions, some runic charms her uncle sent her, daring lingerie in case of Coye-related emergencies- before finally making it to the bottom where Britni stashed a little something special for tonight.

When she and Coco first arrived at their fancy suite, it was straight to sex. Britni couldn't contain herself after watching Coye act like a total badass all day, and she put Coco through the wringer, making her do all sorts of things to her body until she was satisfied enough for a nap. Somewhere along the way, she'd forgotten to break out one of her favorite toys. Talking about sharing Coco with Coye made Britni so horny that she instantly remembered and removed a six-inch long dildo of medium girth along with an accompanying strap-on belt from the purse.

The sight of the fake cock made Coco drool, if only because it reminded her of the time when she got up close and sniffed Coye's. His was bigger- of that, she was sure of that much. Coco unintentionally started grinding her thighs together. She wished she could get some relief, but that wasn't going to happen. Coco knew the drill by now.

Sure enough, Britni tossed the toy to her after fixing the dildo to his harness. "There we go. You be a good girl and put that on for me, okay?"

Coco caught it in her paws and gulped, staring overly long at the phallus. Part of her wished Britni would finally wear it for once, but tonight Coco found inside of her a new desire. Maybe it was for the best that Britni never gave back what she got, in a way. At least her first mating stick will be a real one, she thought.

"Coco?" Britni snapped her fingers impatiently as if scolding the help.

"Sorry, um..." Coco shook her head and wiped some drool off her chin. "Yes, Mistress, Coco will put it on right away."

Coco did her best to sound obedient, but her heart wasn't into it. If Britni noticed any hesitation, she didn't care. She simply sat up and waited for Coco to pull her legs through the holes, allowing Britni to help fasten all the straps.

Coco whimpered heavily as the strap dug into her smooth, hairless pussy. The black fabric was almost giving her a wedgie. If only Britni hadn't intentionally stopped short of that happening, it might've felt nice to have some attention down there for once. After securing it, Coco looked down at the fake penis jutting out from her pubic area. It was a view that she'd seen more than enough of, but whatever. As long as Britni was happy.

"How does Mistress want it...?" Coco forced herself to say, sounding almost convincing.

"Lay down, girl," Britni smiled at Coco's initiative. She was proud that she had trained her puppy so well. "Mistress wants to ride."

That suited Coco well enough. It meant she wouldn't have to work very hard. She laid down like she was told, then watched as Britni stood over her petite frame and swung her considerably larger hips over her own much narrower ones. Coco was barely over four feet tall, so Britni just about towered over her. That was always attractive to the pup, but as she looked up at that lustful expression on her Mistress, she wondered what it would be like to be with someone a little closer to her own size.

Britni spread her pink pussy out with two of her fingers, biting down on her lip as she first felt the tip of the dildo press against her entrance. She was so wet that they didn't need any lube. As soon as it touched her, she could only think of Coye. Looking down at Coco, she envisioned the boy in her place for only a moment, and that was all it took to motivate her into sinking her tight, steaming cunt down the length of Coco's fake cock.

"Oh, fuck yessss..." Britni hissed, her pussy clenching and clamping down so hard it made pushing more of the dildo into her body a near impossibility. It took a lot of effort to actually get it inside of her- she was just that tight- and Coco wasn't helping in the slightest.

Once it fully bottomed out, Britni couldn't help feeling unsatisfied. That was her own fault, of course. She didn't want to ruin her pussy with bigger toys before Coye got a hold of it, so she stuck with a very average dildo on purpose. Before she met him and fell in over her head, Britni never bothered with phallic toys. She preferred magical vibrating wands and things of that nature but tastes change over time- especially when there's a hole to be filled.

Still, it was satisfying enough and would get her off all the same. Britni's imagination got the better of her, and as she rose from the dildo now covered in her wet, sticky juices, she couldn't help but express her thoughts. "This is nice, but... mn, I just bet Coye's even bigger than this stupid fake dick, don't you think...?"

"Maybe?" Coco shrugged indifferently, lying. She knew he was bigger. "Wouldn't know." There was a slight longing in the poor puppy's voice that Britni didn't catch. Of course she didn't. She was utterly absorbed in herself and her own pleasure, just like always.

Coco thought that for as much as Britni liked to complain about it, the dildo still must have felt pretty good. Britni worked herself up into a frenzy bit by bit, and before long, she was swinging her hips wildly on the toy. Despite her conflicted feelings tonight, Coco was still aroused to see her beautiful Mistress fucking herself on top of her body. Unfortunately, that only made things worse.

Britni took the Mistress and pet dynamic seriously and was very strict with Coco on several strange things. Coco referring to herself in the third person was one example, but it wasn't the only one. There were worse.

Since they first started using strap-ons during their playtime, Coco had never been given a chance to be on the receiving end. Coco could've lived with that, but Britni never fingered her or ate her out, and she also forbade Coco from touching herself for too long. Britni said it was a power thing- calling it chastity play or something stupid like that.

Coco thought it was ridiculous. What kind of horrible monster got off on someone else not getting off? Then she remembered the answer to that was 'Britni', and the cognitive dissonance ravaged her poor puppy brain once again.

Coco honestly couldn't even remember the last time she was allowed to climax. Whenever they played together, it was always the same. Britni would get Coco riled up, make her wag her tail with lust until her twitchy little puppy pussy was quivering and drooling, and then- nothing... every... last... time.

Coco would beg and plead for the love she so desperately craved, but Britni never indulged in anything beyond the look of sexual frustration on her pet's cute face... it was scarcely a wonder Coco made that grumpy expression of hers all the time. She was already quick to anger and irritable, but after years of edging and denial?

Yeah, that'd do it.

As Britni rode herself to her first climax, resentment welled up within Coco. Resentment- and envy. Too distracted by her own overwhelming pleasure, Britni overlooked her pet's dilemma. Worse, perhaps she didn't, and Coco's suffering was a critical factor in Britni getting off. Whatever the case, Britni kept riding as she screamed madly into the night, using Coco as nothing more than a convenient sex doll. Every now and again, the poor puppy would thrust upward with her strapped-on shaft or angle her hips in a way that would make Britni happy, but she typically never acknowledged Coco's efforts.

Whenever Britni talked, it wasn't to praise her pet. It was always about him.

"Coye..." Britni moaned, her unyieldingly tight cunt constricting the dildo as she leaned forward and slammed her ass down the length. If she wasn't careful, she might snap the thing in half. It'd happened before. "Fuck, right there, Coye...!" Her moaning became deeper, more feverish. Britni's eyes were closed as she dreamed of him, her hips attacking without a moment's relent.

All the while, Coco laid still underneath Britni like she wasn't even there. For all intents and purposes, she wasn't. Coco was mentally somewhere else until she was next called on, maybe longer. She tried envisioning things to be better, but it only hurt to dream. Dreaming wouldn't magically pleasure her body, so it was better to think of nothing.

Thankfully, Britni wasn't as long as she usually was. She was satisfied after a good half-hour and several climaxes later. Coco barely even noticed it was over until her Mistress was pulling off of the dildo and plopping off the side. There, she pulled Coco in for cuddles and called her a good girl many times over, kissing her neck, her cheek, her wet doggy nose, and her lips.

As Britni spoiled her with one-sided affection, the puppy noticed how flushed Britni's face was. She was covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and giving off so many intoxicating pheromones that it was hellish to be around. The scent of another bitch in heat only made Coco's body feel inspired to join her, increasing her need.

The desire between her thighs itched and cried out, seeping juices against the strap. Coco held back a needy whine, but her legs were grinding together. She doubted anything would come of it, but... maybe just this once...? Coco rarely let herself get her hopes up, but Britni was in a good mood today. She thought there might've been a chance.

"Mistress...?" Coco started off sweetly.

"Hm? What's that, puppy?" Britni on in response.

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

"I gave you attention earlier, silly. Did you forget?"

"No, of course not..." Coco bit her lip. She couldn't forget the agony of not getting to cum, but she knew better than to be sassy about it and ruin her chances. "B-But you didn't finish Coco off."

"Not tonight," Britni yawned and stretched out purposefully, getting a rise from Coco's desperation. "I'm way too tired now. Sorry, girl. Next time."

"Britni always says that! Come on, please? If Britni's tired, doesn't have to do anything! Britni can lie down wearing the thing, and Coco will grind against it! Won't even put it in! It'd be so easy, wouldn't it? Let me just-" Coco's paws found one of the fasteners of her strap-on, but Britni reached out to grab her wrist and stop her.

"Hey, hey! Hold on, there? What do you think you're doing?" Britni's voice became strict, chastising the girl as she violently ripped off the strap-on and tossed it across the room, where it landed limply on the wooden floor. She then took advantage of Coco's surprise and slipped the tip of her middle finger partway inside her pussy, stopping just short of her virginity.

"Ahhhn...!" Coco suddenly moaned, so close to true pleasure.

"How do I know you'd be able to control yourself, huh? What if you get carried away, and it actually slips in? Don't tell me you want to waste this pretty little thing down here, do you?"

"Won't... mnnn... won't happen! But... e-even if it did... Coco wouldn't care! Not anymore!" She whimpered, trying to push herself down on Britni's finger only for her Mistress to predictably take it out in advance. "Damn it! Why?! Why can't Coco feel good?! Tired of this game! Why does it matter? Fake cock, real cock, I... I just need something!!"

A few moments passed before Coco realized how she'd just snapped at her Mistress, and her loyalty instincts kicked in immediately. How could she have done that? Yelling at Britni wouldn't solve any problems. It'd only make her even worse. She dreaded the response, but all she got was a smile in the darkness as Britni again cuddled up to the puppy and whispered into her big, fluffy ear.

"Silly dog. You want to know why it matters? Why I keep you on edge for so long, teasing you day after day...?" Judging by Britni's tone of voice, Coco was no longer sure she wanted the answer. She got it anyway. "Because no one wants a present that's already been opened."

"...W-What?" Coco didn't understand, but her query was met with a yawn instead of further explanation.

"Shush. It's bedtime, Coco. Be a good girl and be quiet for me."

For once, Coco could care less about being a good girl. "Wait, don't sleep yet! Don't understand. Have lots of questions!"

"Another time," Britni shushed her once again, her hand lazily scratching behind Coco's ear. They weren't very good scritches.

"At least tell Coco one thing. Please?"

There was silence for a moment, but Britni finally offered a meager, "Hm?"

"Britni didn't... um... you and me, I mean... Isn't Coco your mate? Been together for years. Wasn't always Britni's plan to give Coco as a present to someone else one day, was it...?"

Another long silence, this time even longer. When reassurance came, it was far too late. "Of course not, Coco! Gods, no. You're being silly. Go to bed, girl."

"Tell me I'm your mate."

"You're my mate, whatever. Now shut up, already!"

"...Yes, Mistress."

Britni smiled, her inattentive nature completely missing the dissatisfied, nearly rebellious undertone in Coco's voice.

Coco often had trouble understanding things, but surprisingly, tonight's message was very clear. She, Britni, and Marlie met two and a half years ago. That whole affair was a story in and of itself, but it ended with the pair of then bronze-ranked adventurers returning to Perlshaw with a brand-new recruit for their party. Coco had a lot to work through at the time, what with having to be introduced to society, but Britni was always there for her, and things weren't so bad. A powerful attraction began to form on Coco's side of things, and a year and a half into their friendship, things seemingly became official.

Coco wondered if she missed something along the way because she used to be so sure that she was Britni's. Sure, her body had the powerful reproductive urges common among her species, but that wasn't a dealbreaker given how much she loved Britni. Things were much simpler during that six-month honeymoon phase before they moved to Cransmere.

Coco wasn't sure what she was anymore. She was reasonably sure she wasn't a corgi, but she didn't feel like a direwolf, either. She didn't know enough about her race to consider herself a beastfolk, and she didn't feel like a person or a present, either. Certainly not a pet.

'Coco' wasn't even her real name- it was just one of many different names Britni suggested for her after they met. The only one she liked. Mooncaller only ever called her daughter or child, and if the girl who went by Coco ever had a name before she ended up in the Fangrush Ferns, it was long since forgotten. She didn't know who she was, and she never really did.

As she laid there locked in an embrace with Britni, the nameless girl focused on the one thing she knew for an absolute fact. It might've taken her a long time to understand it, but now that she had, it made so much sense.

She deserved better than this.