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[#240] Kit
🕑 Added 2020-01-25 20:10:49 +0000 UTC"I've got a surprise for your birthday, pumpkin."
A surprise? My fuzzy ears perked up and I titled my head, bushy little tail waving behind me as a smile spread across my face.
"A surprise?" I repeated the thought into words, and nuzzled up against my favorite person in the whole widest world. They weren't fuzzy the way that I was, but that was okay - I loved them anyway.
I watched my owner pull a little box out from behind their back and hold it out to me. It was wrapped in pink ribbon with a bow. I tilted my head curiously, eats twitching in suspense, and took it from their hands.
A small box. Jewelry? My owner liked to get me jewelry, little bells that went through my nipples or collars with shiny tags. I tore at the ribbon until it snapped open and lifted off the lid. But it wasn't jewelry. It looked like... a pacifier?
I stared confused at the little pink fox button - surprisingly similar to the color of my own coat - and words glued to the handle: Baby Kitsune.
"Um...."
Um!
I mean. I wasn't good at being caught off guard. I didn't want to be ungrateful! I wanted my owner to know just how much I loved and treasured all of this.
Um.
But!
UM!
"I'm notta babyyy.."
My owner shook their head, letting out that disappointing sound. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Each click of their tongue off the back of their teeth made me shy into myself. They reached out and took the pacifier from me, before plopping it in my mouth.
"You haven't been doing your chores," they said simply. "You haven't done your laundry. Your maid uniform isn't ironed, and your fur isn't brushed. I've warned you twice before, and you refuse to make changes. So I'll be the one changing you from now on."
"Mh frrr ih peddy!!"
I meant to say how pretty my fur was, but I did have little bristly patches where I'd much sooner rather play with my toy bricks than do something tedius that to be quite honest, ought to be something an owner should be doing!
"Ottiby!"
I didn't spit it out, though..
"Shush."
One command, and I obeyed. I shushed.
"This week, you're my Baby Kitsune," they said with certainty. "You will be treated as a baby, who wears diapers and has bedtimes and drinks bottles. And at the end of the week, we can decide which future you prefer. Do you understand?"
I looked at my owner with a nervous pout, sucking the pacifier for comfort. They were always right. They always got their way. They were my owner. So I nodded my head, begrudgingly, and resigned myself to a baby's life for the next week.
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