Oh Gee Wilikers

REJECT the narrative that i am a pillow puppy. these are FALSE allegations made by my enemies to discredit my name. i gasp, i whimper, i struggle against the ropes, i say "please". these are all active contributions.

boy that gets embarrassed that he wants to be a dog… collaring him, making him fetch and do tricks for me despite his hesitation of acceptance and stiff movements, but after some training, and the warm satisfaction he feels from me scritching behind his ears as a reward, he gains the confidence to work harder and harder for the “good boy” i’ll coo at him each time. bonus points and extra lovings if he learns to enjoy the burning embarrassment, and just owns up to being a freak for me.

if i took enough edibles, do you think i would turn into a puppy like ... for realsies?

….. anyone wanna help me find out? :3

(for science, of course)

the desire to be fucked into a mattress for hours on end is far greater than it should be, considering how uncomfortable my mattress is

One single "good boy" and I’ll be whimpering and whining, on my knees, sucking your cock, grinding my needy puppy parts against your shoe and letting you do whatever you want to me. Thought I should just put that out there.

i need a ‘come here darling, you don’t need to think’ kinda night

being forcibly petted and called a good dog by several transgenders is healing to the soul

YURI is my god—and I am the human INSTRUMENT of its will!

The collar is what holds my body together. Without it, i fall apart. A bit of tape works too, but my favourite substitute is tgirl arms wrapped around my neck, hard.

🌻

meooooewww