Silk Blond Turns into My Loyal Pet
“First things first, get rid of that ghost. It's creeping me out so much I can't even think straight.”
The ghost-type monster I'd named Gokshi was a terrifying existence for an F-rank awakener like me. With that thing looming right there, what was I supposed to do?
“U-uh, yeah. Got it.”
Silk Blond clearly didn't want our upcoming hypnosis play interrupted either. She snapped her fingers, sending a command to Gokshi. It faded into transparency like it was ascending to the afterlife, then vanished completely.
“Sent Gokshi to the 3rd Team Annex. Q-quickly...”
With Gokshi gone, Silk Blond wagged her artifact-grown tail side to side, urging me on. I looked down at her and assigned the scenario to this situation.
“From now on, you're my pet dog, Senior. When I pet your head, you wag your tail happily. When I rub your belly, you get so excited you don't know what to do. A loyal pet dog whose head is filled to the brim with thoughts of me. Got it?”
I crouched down and whispered into Silk Blond's ear. Up until now, I'd only given vague commands like 'serve me with all your best.' This time, it was specific.
“When I snap my fingers, that's when it starts.”
Specific commands like this reveal the desires of the one giving them. But I didn't actually want to treat Silk Blond like a dog. I was just saying it because that's what she seemed to crave.
“...Yeah.”
She didn't know my true feelings, though. Thinking I was serious about treating her like a dog, she couldn't hide her expectant smile. Her words about becoming my family since she couldn't make me hers must have been genuine. I could tell from the way she looked right now.
“U-uwu... P-Potsi. Snap your fingers already...”
Silk Blond was already crouched like a dog, elbows bent with her fists up by her shoulders, mouth half-open, panting. I hadn't even snapped yet. She was already a perfect dog.
Fine. If we're doing this, let's do it right. Half-assing it and leaving her unsatisfied would just cause more trouble later.
I smirked and snapped my fingers as she wanted.
Snap!
“Woof!”
At the same moment, Silk Blond turned into a golden blur and charged straight at my gut. An S-rank awakener driven by lust was a sure-kill move for an F-rank like me—if it hit, I'd be done for.
But I'd anticipated this much. I used Rabbit Hole to teleport right above her.
Crackle!
Thud!
Her target vanishing from in front of her, Silk Blond shot up with no countermeasures and face-planted into the floor. I sat on her slim waist and placed my hand on her plump ass wrapped in skinny jeans.
“Senior—no, calling a dog 'Senior' is weird, right? What should I call you then? Silk Blond... yeah. Let's go with Malang. Malang.”
What did Malang have to do with Silk Blond? Nothing. I just couldn't think of a cute dog name from her actual name, so while groping her soft ass, Malang popped into my head.
Anyway, from now on, the one pinned under me wasn't Silk Blond anymore—she was dog Malang. I gripped her plump apple hips and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Malang, shouldn't you headbutt Master's belly?”
“N-no♡”
Even as a dog, she spoke human words—and in casual speech, no less. So very Silk Blond. And it didn't matter if she used formal or casual. As long as she was satisfied.
I kneaded her ass like dough and kept whispering.
“You know you shouldn't, but you did it anyway? You really wanted to kill me that bad?”
“I-I just like Master so much... I couldn't help it...”
“Malang, when you mess up, you don't make excuses. You say 'I'm sorry.' Come on, say it. 'I'm sorry.'”
“I-I'm sorry...”
I got another apology from Silk Blond. Sure, I made her say it, but it still felt good. Feeling bold, I decided to push harder.
Ska Rate and Lapis Julie both took whatever I dished out with joy, no matter the reason. When we did stuff together, they were like a yandere novel fanatic getting a new release—they dove in without even checking the tags.
They were that starved for it.
“S-sorry, Master... So hurry up and discipline me...”
Pinned under my ass, she panted happily, wagging her tail. Silk Blond seemed no different from the other S-ranks—she didn't care what I did to her.
So no need to worry about crossing lines or offending her.
Smack!
I slapped her plump, soft ass hard enough for a satisfying crack.
“Kyaa!?”
Startled, a cute moan escaped her. It was a high-pitched voice that didn't suit her usual composed self. Embarrassed at making that sound in front of me, she turned her head for a sidelong glance. I grinned like a demon and commanded in a low voice.
“Clothes feel uncomfortable, right? Take them off first. Malang.”
“U-uh? T-take off my clothes?”
“Yeah. Strip. Dogs don't wear clothes like people. It's weird for a dog to be dressed like that. I won't say it twice. Strip.”
“O-okay...”
With that, I lifted off her waist so she could undress easily. Malang fidgeted a bit, then pulled off her tight t-shirt. The best part was when it caught on her massive underboob on the way up.
Whoa... her body's insane. How does it even get stuck like that?
“Huh?!”
“Yeah? What's wrong, Master?”
“N-nothing. Keep going.”
I never imagined having lewd thoughts about Silk Blond. I still harbored a lot of resentment toward her, so I figured even skin-to-skin contact wouldn't faze me.
But that was the arrogance of a virgin who hadn't tasted a woman yet. Unless I was furious like with Ska, it was impossible not to get stirred watching a beauty like this strip.
Damn... hate to admit it, but seeing it up close, she's fucking hot. The golden retriever ears and tail made it hit even harder.
“There. Shirt's off, Master.”
Having fully removed her t-shirt, Silk Blond revealed a yellow bra matching her hair. It was so captivating it dragged praise from my distracted mouth.
“Uh? Y-yeah. Good girl...”
She huffed at the praise, puffing out her chest. Her massive tits strained against the bra, begging to be freed. My eyes were glued to them.
“Hehe♡”
Sensing my gaze, she licked her lips and hooked a finger on the front clasp. As I widened my eyes, she smirked and asked in a sticky voice.
“Master, should I take off my titty cover too?”
“Titty... what?”
“Titty cover. I'm Malang now, so I can't say hard words like bra. Titty cover.”
“You literally just said 'bra' yourself...”
“Anyway, it's stuffy, so I'm taking it off. First time showing my tits to a human, so look at them pretty? Got it, Master?”
What the fuck is a titty cover? So vulgar. But hot. Just hearing it made blood rush downstairs.
I'd told her to strip thinking I could handle it. But even seeing them through the bra had my heart pounding—what would bare tits do? I had to stop the striptease here, say clothed was better, and block more stimulation.
“W-wait, Senior! Let's take a break on our time...!”
I reached out desperately to stop her, but—
“Hehe. I'm not Senior right now—I'm Malang. Don't know about that stuff.”
Teasing me, she stuck out her red tongue and unhooked the bra. With a jiggle, her restrained tits burst free, announcing their presence.
Silk Blond's breasts could stand toe-to-toe with Ska's rocket tits— the kind no man could look away from.
“...”
My mind went blank, words failing me. It felt like my brain had shut off everything except that perfect symbol of maternal allure.
Pink nipples, areolae just the right size, massive mounds—the irony of their lewdness and sanctity coexisting left me entranced. If Ska's were aggressive, Silk's felt welcoming, like they could embrace any man...
“Master, you like my tits that much?”
“...Huh?!”
Her voice in my ear snapped me out like waking from a dream. Coming to, my vision was filled with tits. Shocked, I jerked my head back, taking in her full body—at attention, chest thrust out.
“Wh-what? Why am I...?”
“You came right up like you were hypnotized the second I showed them.”
Yeah, if she hadn't spoken, my face would've buried in her cleavage. Her bare tits were that alluring.
“Well, I can take whatever Master does.”
Silk Blond's face was flushed red. She'd felt embarrassed by me staring wordlessly at her chest. I'd been entranced by her tits, and she couldn't handle me approaching. A draw, then.
Thinking about it, Silk just exuded a mature vibe—she was a virgin too. Unlike Lapis Julie, who'd taught me how to suck cock like that, Silk blushed at showing her tits.
If she's a virgin, even a virgin like me can win. This fight isn't hopeless!
Stunned by her sudden tits at first, but now with resolve burning in my chest, I clenched my fists. I declared confidently to Silk Blond.
“Alright, now let's take off the pants. You can do it yourself, right?”