Archive of Our Own ^beta

Chapter Text

"Sam's tale starts at some grimey smalltown tavern, and as of recent whorehouse, attempting to ride the coattails of it's much larger, more well known competition. Amongst the fermented floors a small white furred lepu boy does his best to wipe away an unyielding sap. The boy's hands lined with callouses rush from table to table carrying as many dirty dishes as he can. *CRASH* The hustle and bustle is interrupted as one of the dishes smashes across the floor. "S-sorry ..sorry!" the boy speaks worryingly. An old man from behind the bar glares on at the useless rabbit boy with a look of frustration and disdain. "What a crap deal.." he mumbles off into the other room."

"In that moment a tall commanding ulv steps inside. The ashy grey furred woman wastes no time finding herself a seat at a booth surrounded by her men. Her eyes to locked on the boy's fragile, slender frame. His tightly hugging shorts threadbare and tattered, only obscured by the loose tee draped over his upper half. "What a supple little bunny we seem to have here.." Noticing their esteemed guest a waitress hurries over to the crowded table. "uh.. It's an honor to serve you, welcome Miss Merdal-" "I'd like the rabbit boy as my server thank you.." The woman interrupted without giving the waitress a second thought. The waitress looked somewhat annoyed at the thought. "He doesn't real-" "I want ..the boy." The woman commanded, her eyes narrowing through her cobalt hair. The waitress sighed calling for him. "Saamm!!" The lepu jolts, spinning around and quickly making his way over to the table. "I'm sorry if the booth is not cleaned to your stand-" "Won't you ask what I'd like to eat ..little one?" The ulv intterupts much gentler. Focused on her prey now, she licks her lips giving a knowing smile. Oblivious to all but his chance to finally proove his worth, Sam hops at the oppurtunity. ""Why yes ma'am, what can I get for you miss..?" "Lucila Merdal, Head of House Merdal sweetie. It's a pleasure to meet such a ..firm little bunny" Her claws grasped at his hips as she spoke. "I take it you must be Sam? Still shaken simply being in the presence of such a high noble, he stammered and stuttered before finally forming a coherent sentence through his deep blushing embarrassment. "O-Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry ma'am!! I should've known! Please forgive me!" The woman giggles sending a look of genuine suprise across her guard's faces. "No, no little Sammy in all honesty I quite like it.. It's nice to meet someone who knows not of my name. ...Now what may you have to order dear?" The lepu freezes up at the sudden name change doing his best to push past. "Actually it's just Sam miss ..b-but I'm not actually too sure Miss Merdal.. in all honesty I'm not usually allowed to serve customers.." Lady Lucila's body shifts towards him fully now, laying her other hand upon his hips just the same. "Oh no..?" She asks confused yet playfull. "Miss Merdal!" the owner exclaims placing down a delicate drink "W-what is a high kindred such as yourself doing here? I'm the owner Mr. Ordel! Let me get you a real serv-" "When did you hire such a sexy little lepu? I would've visited far sooner had I been aware.." "Why our talent is what our tavern prides itself on.. let me go grab them for yo-" "Ordel was it? ..I'm talking about little Sammy here."

"Sam stood aside helplessly lost in her confidence and commanding demeanor. It made his chest churn in an uncertain way. "You're quite the comic my lady, I really do apologize. We do our best to keep this ratty thing in the back, far away from customers. It's really quite sad actually we don't even offer him to clientele anymore, he's com-" "I've had enough Ordel! I asked for the boy to serve me so let him serve me. I've had quite enough of you, now scurry away before I lose my appetite!" The man does as ordered and Lucila orders a dish Sam couldn't even identify, something high class for sure.

She turned to him "Sammy was it?" "U-uh no, but yes ma'am!" He spoke nervously. "Tell me why such a taught and sweet thing like you is working with such a disgruntled craggy old man? I'd think you'd be the star escort." He did his best to smile. "That's very kind of you Miss Merdal.." Sam's head lowered noticeably. "..My mother and father got into a large debt and sold me into a lifelong servitude ...so I'm kinda stuck here ma'am." Her head turned subtly as she finished the last of the fruit from her plate. "And you'd wish to be gone of this place..?" "Yes of course, in an instant if I had the chance miss.." "I see.." she remarked as she slipped into a rather sour face. "ORDEL!!" She ordered him out and he came swiftly.

"Yes my lady! I'm terribly sorry for the runt's poor service-" The Ulv snapped her claws and silence filled the room. How much does little sammy here and his family owe here?" "Wah..? Trust me my lady you must not concern yourself with this good for nothing servant and his high debt-" She snaps again expectantly, as two of her soldiers walk over dropping 3 large pouches of gold on the table in front of him. "I'll be purchasing your dear little servant here. I expect that'll be enough to cover his debt." Sam's heart plummeted as his dried eyes began to well up. "Lady Merdal there must be some sort of mistake, this servant is utterly useless! Helplessly clums-" "One more word Ordel and House Merdal will be SURE to never do business with your tavern! DO.. I.. MAKE.. MYSELF.. CLEAR?!!" The man dropped to his seat, dumbstruck as she turned around, squatting beside her new little Lepu. Sam was trying his best to hold back his tears. Never in his life did he expect he'd be free of his family's burden and just like that, because of one kind soul...

"You are free of this place now little Lepu." She speaks in a soft tone running her claws gently through his fur. She giggles to herself in an deep mischievous kind of way. "It seems I've bought myself quite the cute little sex slave haven't I?" "Sex slave??" her attention turns back to him "Why of course my little one. You're to stay by my side and satisfy my needs and desires as I see fit." Sam's face began to glow red. Frantically looking around he hid his face behind his ears. "Silly boy, you've been living in a brothel, you shouldn't be so surprised." she smiled. Sam's eyes traced her curvy hips to her large breasts, his mind wandering at the thought of just what that might entail. His face grew warm. Her dress was revealing yet reserved. "Excited are we?" she teased him. Sam whipped his head away, his face burning even warmer now. "Oh and no need to worry little one, as you are my personal slave, you'll be treated much better than this place ever treated you.. you'll live a life of luxury just as though you were nobility like me. And one last thing your name is now Sammy." He was still too grateful to fight her on that one.

"Now then.." She snaps again and a pink, bow adornded box drops into Sam's lap. "Put this on and meet me at townsquare by sunset or don't bother leaving at all, understand?" Sammy nodded shyly with the taste of salted tears hitting his lip. Just like that lady Merdal had disappeared with her men and the customers continued about their business. Quickly he ran off to his room with the box in hand, unable to help the smile on his face. "Whatever, good riddance to that waist of space.." Ordel grumbled once more as he left.

Packing was unsurprisingly quick as Sam gathered up his only other set of clothes and a metal band given to him by his friend Erin. He thought back to his first day and just how welcoming she had been back then. The memory made him smile, his gaze moving to the pink box. Carefully he opened it expecting some sort of servant's outfit. To his terror, a cute blue and white lace lined dress and matching headband laid in it's stead. Backed into a corner Sam had no choice but to dawn it. It was light and soft even.. Quietly he made his way out the window not daring to cross paths with anyone he knew. Slowly he moved to the meeting spot speeding from barrel to crate to crate, careful not to be seen like this. Surely he'd die from embarrassment.

As he burst out of his last hiding spot the clicks of his new shoes slowed to a stop as he stood there, his long floppy ears catching up with his body. He looked around, but he was alone.. Sam's heart started to sink. ("..So it was a lie wasn't it?") A silence filled the air.. ("Of course.. of course a noble Ulv like her wouldn't want anything to do with some dirty, good for nothing lepu.") His head lowered in shame. He was almost excited for once. Just another cruel joke of lif- "Sammyy~" The gentle voice sent chills across his back. He turned running into a blinded embrace with Miss Lucila, tears streaming down his face in an emotional ugly cry. "Th-thannk y-you! Thank youu!" He cried refusing to let go. She gently wiped his tears from his face. "It's my pleasure little Sammy.. What a sensitive little servant I seem to have" "N-no im not usually! I'm n-" Just then Sammy once more became aware of the scene and quickly hid his face behind Miss Lucila. "Shall we be off then?"

She mounted her horse with Sammy nestled in front of her and took off with her men. "We're headed home dear Sammy, the manor is just in the next town over, so get comfortable." At first worried about the ride Sammy was quite surprised to find the dress quite cushioning against the saddle.

The lepu felt his master's hold tighten around him. Her hand slowly trailing up his leg and chest. "Nh.. Miss" "You will refer to me as Mistress and ma'am." "Yes m-ma'amhh ..mhh." Her delicate yet firm fingers continued down under his dress stopping as it hit fabric. "Still wearing those old shorts I see. Well we'll have to fix that now won't we Sammy? ..No servant of mine shall be seen in such tatters... Do you understand bunny?" She whispered in a smooth tone, her warm breath gently brushing upon his long ears. "Mh-m" "You look so cute in this dress, perhaps we should stick to outfits like these for you.." "I-I could maybe wear them everyonce in a while if it makes you h-" he stammered. "Not once in awhile my pet, always!" she growled in his ears. "Y-yes ma'am..." He couldn't help but give in to her. Her fingers found Sammy's dick as they slipped under his shorts, massaging it, forcing it bigger. His face grew red quick. It was worse enough his mistress' guard knew of his secret, he couldn't imagine being caught like this. "Oh..I must say I wasn't expecting my sweet, little bunny to be quite this big.. all the more fun we'll have I suppose." The Mistress gripped her little slave's member stroking him the full length of his shaft.

"M-mistresss~" Lady Lucila was taken aback to see how sensitive her little slave was. "Sammy.. have you ever..?" "N-no m-mistress.." His voice struggled. "Originally I had been available, b-but no one wanted a small and inexperienced taughar like me..." "And when you were alone..?" She questioned. "I-I never really had t-time to.. I tried so hard to pay off my debt I'd p-pass out after the day was over.." he panted as she continued stroking him in a much gentler way. "Well it seems that's their loss.. I on the other hand can have a lot of fun with the inexperienced~" She speaks, growling again in his ear, continuing her pace. "You've worked hard enough little one.. relax and enjoy your reward~"

Her pace quickened, his heat growing in the grip of her paw. "Feels nice doesn't it little one?" "Mmmhh" Sammy moaned in her grasp, feeling the sensation building and building. It made his head light, fluffy. "Yes ma'am!" She commanded. Sammy's moans grew in volume, his mind overtaken by the relentless sensations. "Misst-! n-no I-I'm..!" "Go on little one" She cut him off in a whisper and an electricity spread down Sammy's spine and all throughout his body, as he pulsed in her paw, making quite the little mess. His face was all but red and buried. The ulv pulled from his shorts and licking herself clean. Surrounded in melting embarrassment and his new mistress's embrace, his frail, doll-like body warmed despite the cold of the night. Sammy's body grew limp and tired, quickly trailing off into a long, deep sleep. The last thing he heard was his mistress' gentle warning. "I'll train you yet little Sammy~"

Chapter Text

"Fl..y ..utt ...Oh fluffy butt~" The cold morning air nipped at the edges of Sam's ears as he slowly came to. He opened his eyes to slowly find the voice that called him. "Good morning my dear little Sammy~" Lady Lucila called with a soft, gentle tone. How did you sleep? Not too harsh I hope~" His eyes settled on her form, as he let out a little yawn. "Surprisingly well actually m-mistress." He remembered last night. A memory that caused his cheeks to turn rosy and his gaze to bury in his neck fluff. "That's wonderful to hear Sammy~" She said as she lept from the stallion, picking up her little lepu in a motherly cradle before gently settling him upon the ground.

Ahead of them stood a large flattened one floor building, it's walls clad with timber struts. He looked out past the massive white ivory pillars that seemed to frame a city just beyond them. Absorbed in the awe of everything the question slips from his mouth. "Are we in...?" "Just outside the city actually." She interrupted. "This~ is my favorite seamstress, I figured We'd grab a few things while we're here. After all you'll be needing more than just one outfit. Come now child." She guided him by the hand through the shoppe's smooth wooden entrance, the light bells jingled as they entered.

Sam smiled at the thought of finally having more than one pair of shorts, maybe even a- a- His chest sunk some, his words stuttering at its previous thought.

The shops stands and displays were all adorned with light, feminine fabrics. "Uh m-m-mistress-?" "Don't be shy~ Go ahead and pick some things out. Whatever you like, I'll pay for it~" Lucila smirked as if she got off on it. After some hesitation Sam wandered the store pretending to not be too interested in anything he passed despite the lack of customers. To the amusement of his mistress, he searched desperately for something, anything passable as boy's clothing, grabbing only a few garments.

The bells jingled once more as the front door opened to two more customers. Sam quickly retreated to his Miss Merdal, he felt his face glow and warm. She looked down, smiling at her shy little servant. "Oh? Is that all? Why this would hardly even make a single outfit little one." Sammy didn't dare speak. However, as he scouted the room once more, his eyes caught on a bright, baby blue dress with frills and a delicate patterning that laid ever so gently across the Mannequin's chest." Noticing the sudden shift of his gaze, she wandered over inspecting the piece. "Well picked little one~ You really do like your blues don't you? And this one would suit your cute little frame so well~" Her claws pulled at the skirt of the dress as she spoke. Sam looked embarassed as the other customers took notice them. "Oh I-I didn't mean for m-" A pair of giggles came from the two onlookers, freezing Sammy in a white hot shame. The wolf's eyes flashed up in a glare that sent the store into silence.

A clopping of boots trailed into the center of the room followed by a young human woman in a short, tiered dress that buffed out at it's base, the blouse seperated only by a large belt that shaped her hips. "Pardon for the wait I was held up in the ba- Miss Lucila?? Is that you?!" The girl ran over burying herself into the towering ulv's arms. "Why hello there Lyra, It's good to see you too~" she laughed. The human girl pulled back with an even warmer smile on her face. "What can the Swift Stitch do for it's favorite customer huh?" Lucila extended her hand, little Sammy trotting to her side. "This here is Sammy.. my newest little servant. We'll be needing a few outfits." Lyra dropped to a squat despite only being a few inches taller. "It's nice to meet you Miss Sammy, It's quite an honor to have someone as cute as you in my store. How about we get you a private room so we can measure you up hm?" Goosebumps tingled his spine at her words. He was a boy after all. It felt wrong.. kind of.. "Right this way, I'll be just a moment." The ulven mistress scooped up her little bunny, taking him into the room in a bridal carry.

It was a quaint little fitting room, still higher class than anything the lepu had ever stepped foot in. The morning light trailed around the space, passing through a single translucent curtain. At the room's center sat a raised platform, surrounded by a mirror and antique couch for accompanying guests. Sammy's face looked off, unable to meet Lucila's gaze. "I wonder.. is everything alright little one? You seem quite quiet all of a sudden." she asked, placing themselves upon the seat. "Y-Yes ma'am.. It's just- I want to wear these clothes for you, but people like that must see right through me and I just- I just freeze up. They must think I'm such a pervert.." The ulv's head tilted to the side. "Is that a bad thing~?" "It is!!" He spoke in a panic. She feigned ignorance prodding once more. "I thought you got off on it.." "N-NO! I don't!!" Sam's cheeks only glowed brighter. She couldn't help but enjoy the little show he put on for her. "Well then, I guess you'll just have to get used to it then.. besides if anyone ever tries to hurt you, just call for me and I'll be there~" Sammy pouted with puffy cheeks.

Lucila seemed to huff and her mischievous smile only deepen. "Say.. Sammy... I've been growing rather ..impatient and you've seemed to really ..rile me up.. How would you feel about helping your mistress ..unwind~?" The little lepu paused before shyly nodding. "I'd be happy to repay my mistress.." Her ears perked up at this. "Well then~ ..we've yet to eat ..perhaps you'd like a treat~" The wolf's claws rode up her dress removing a pair of black, lace panties, dropping them on the floor. Her legs opened so invitingly for the small white bunny. Before him sat a large beautifully sexually mature mound. It was the most amazing thing he'd seen. Sammy was nervous. He had never done anything like this but he wanted so dearly to satisfy her. He was frozen again, embarassed and terrified he'd do it wrong.

"Still nervous are we? Perhaps I can help you~" The dark Ulv traced a Sigil in the air where it remained in a deep cobalt hue. "SOPH" She spoke in a commanding tone as she finished it. Sammy's little eyes faded and his body loosened. Lady Lucila extended a finger out beckoning him towards her. "Come my little toy~ ..Give in to me~"

Sammy pressed his head between her thighs from which her heat radiated. A deep perfume like smell infiltrated his nose and flooded his head, causing his mind to grow fuzzy. She smelled so alluring despite their long journey. It was as if this was her natural scent. Sammy breathed her in as he ever so gently laid his tongue against her clit. Slowly it washed over her slit from the base to it's peak. A low instinctual moan came from Lucila as her little plaything began lapping against her. The ulv's hips rolled with each slow yet powerful movement. She did her best to hold back her moans as her juices coated his tongue. It tasted sweet yet salty, an intoxicating sensation that only drove Sammy to lap quicker, focusing on her clit now. Lady Lucila's moans grew as her little lepu explored her most private folds. She had needed this release. Her ashy claws grasped at Sammy's long, floppy ears pulling him taught against her as she felt herself nearing the edge. She bit her lip. "That's it little one ..just a little more~" In a mindless passion the Lepu continued, desperate to bring her over. "I'm.. coming! Goo-d boyy~!" She spoke, grunting as she wrapped her legs around his skull holding him tight as she convulsed against him. "Uhhnh ..Uhnhh ...Uhhh~"

As her hips settled, a familiar sound seemed to near the room. Lucila cut the glyph and sat up as the door swung open. "Sorry about that! I think I've got all I need!" Color began to return to Sammy's eyes as Lyra set down her materials. He slowly picked himself off the ground. Lucila noticing her lace garment that laid upon the floor, swiftly brushed it under the couch. It took a bit for Sammy to fully come back, thankfully though just in time for Lyra to finish setting up. "Alright Sammy step up here and take off that lovely dress for me please?" The lepu's heartbeat started back up as he slowly removed the article.

His face, a crimson red, matched his thoughts as he once more began worrying. She would certainly notice, his chest, his bulge. There was no denying it. He looked to Lady Lucila, surprised to see her so calm. Lyra approached, wrapping the tape around Sammy's chest, then his waist. His breath held as she neared his crotch. Lyra giggled. "Loosen up cutie ..it's okay." He had to admit it, he was stiff as a board. Slowly Sam relaxed, she didn't seem to take issue with his weak disguise.

"Well any ideas?" Lyra questioned looking to get a sense of the vibe he was hoping for. "..W-Well maybe something like a yellow sundress..? ..with like sunflowers across the bottom and sleeves..? Oh! And maybe a matching sunflower I can clip in my ear..?" Lyra looked pleasantly surprised. "I like it! And a gingham patterning would go perfect with that!" Sam tilted his head confused by her terminology. "Uhh.. don't worry about it." she retorted with a laugh.

The three worked together, producing a humble yet impressive wardrobe along with a few special requests from Miss Merdal. When all was done, Lyra saw them off with a smile and a wave as they took off towards the city.

The caravan rode up through the city passing several districts and a grande market. The space was flooded with an assortment of noise and color, a scale unlike anything Sammy had experienced. Eventually the troope came upon a quiet, well-kept road walled with foliage at either side of it's gravel path. It was as if they had stepped into some distant corridor of the Feywood. The road carried on and on for what felt like miles. Finally, the shaded path split the greenery, opening up to a huge clearing interrupted only by the rather large, imperessively sprawling manor that sat at it's center.

Once more the noble Lady Lucila dismounted her horse, taking her new servant by the hand. "Welcome home my Little Lepu..."

Chapter Text

"Come my slave"

Sammy's face became flush as it was so used to doing already. A feeling only calmed by the faint scent of flowers around him. His platforms clacked against the cobblestone, a gust nearly revealing his brand new cotton panties. The blue trim and bow gave off such an overtly feminine look that the bunny would rather die than be caught.~ Just then it all finally dawned on him, everything that had happened to this point. It was almost hazy, like one big fluffy dream. His heart thumped heavy in his chest remembering all the people that had seen him this way. He should have explained it all to Lyra. "I'm not a pervert, I promise!!" I'm grateful for all mistress has done... but why would I agree to wearing clothes like this?! It was all so Embarassingg!!  It had to be her. He thought. Her energy completely engulfed him like sinking, drifting deep into the Abyss. He could feel her slowly changing him, but couldn't do anything about it. To think she wouldn't even hesitate to use mind control magic like that. He must've been under her spell all along. A bit of resentment grew in his chest, yet even still he clung to her as they walked up the steps. 

She smiled.

He was here.. fear infiltrated his mind. He could only imagine what depraved things would be done to him within those walls. In public was one thing, but there was no telling what kind of person she was within her own home. He could imagine her servants were forced into unspeakable acts too, but it was never enough. She must've desired more. Or maybe she just enjoyed collecting taughar like him, luring them in with niceties and throwing them away when they were no longer of interest. I'm sure her servants will be quick to read me as weak and force themselves upon me, soiling her play thing in revenge for the acts comitted upon them! His fur was practically steaming.

The towering darkwood doors of the manor flung open with a heavy thud. Velvet hung from the corners. Ahead a hooded woman held her place before a giant orb. The floating artifact hummed with uneasy energy as they approached, a slight glow emanating out towards the ivory and gold staircases that flanked it. 

The shrine was quiet of all but the vaguest of whispers from two on looking maids.

"Welcome home m'lady" The hooded human greeted. 

"Ah Ayzel~ I presume all is as well as it had been when I left?"

"Of course m'lady, I've been doing what is necessary to keep the staff in line.."

Her eyes flaired up at the two in the corner immediately straightening at her gaze. Sam's snout crested his lady's hips in freightened curiosity.

"Ah and what do we have here? Another stray?"

Another? Just how many had this noble forced down this path? And what had Ayzel done to keep them so in line?! The bunny whimpered.

"Ayzel this is Sammy, she will be tending to my most personal of needs."

"Misstr-!" sam whined, quickly stopped by the wolf's daring smirk.

"..Ayzel here helps watch over our home as well as aid me in my studies." 

The sharp eared woman couldn't help but show some amusement towards Sammy's extreme introversion. His face was alight with embarassment, the two in the corner giggled in tandem only making the feeling worse.

"And this is Enid and Anei."

The light blue haired one nodded kindly with a small curtsie, the brown haired, freckled one waved with a slight blush. The two seemed to be the safest by far oddly enough.

"Girls, start preparing linens for the guest room and have a light meal at the ready, I'll need to leave soon." Lucila requested.

"Yes mistress!"

The lady strode off down the west hall leaving Sam to catch up in her wake. The hall of windows rose high to the ceiling giving way to bright sunlight and a private garden just beyond the rays.

"We're leaving already??" Sam Questioned, catching his breath. "But we just got here.."

"Not we little one. I'm off to meet with the head of house Drehlia on a private matter so unfortunately my dear Sammy won't be able to accompany me. I'll return by supper later tonight, if I don't die from the time apart that is~" she teased oh so dramatically. "Besides Sammy has a job to do. I expect you to introduce yourself to the rest of my servants while I'm gone. You WILL be an obedient lil toy won't you?

The bunny stuttered. "D-dressed like this? There's no way!! I should be wearing boy's clothes Mistresss~" He begged softly. "And.. and why would you introduce me as a girl?"

"Oh how pitiful~ ..Aren't you one though?" She grinned. "You sure seem to look the part.. and you definitely squirm like one~" She said deepening her smile, lips not but an inch from his. 

A shiver ran down the lepu's spine.

"..And I must have my personal, supple, young plaything dressing accordingly, so that she may stand aside me and attend to me as I need~" Her claw traced his chin leaving Sammy an even hotter sputtering mess.

The door opened to a dusty store room, a queen bed sat against the wall under a number of crates and chests. 

"This.. will be your room. Its a bit of a mess now, but  Enid and Anei will be here shortly to have it cleaned."

"M-mistress.. I-"
The bunny whimpered still fighting her words.

Lucila giggled softly. 
"You sure like to put up a fight now don't you? I like that about you~ Come, before I go, let me show you something that might appeal to your feminine inclanations."

Sam held for just a moment before following his curiosity. The ulv led him to a closet just off the side of his new room. The space was huge for what seemed to be storage. It was filled with all types and colors of clothes, outfits and apparel. 

"You see your room shares access to my personal closet and as such you're welcome to anything you might find here. Though it may not all fit you of course..." She joked acknowledging the two's huge size difference.

Lucila opened a few glass drawers tucked between two hanging racks. Each filled to the brim with a number of obscene shapes and accessories.

"I have a feeling you'll be growing quite intimate with these trinkets ..I'm going to be trying each and every one of them on you after all~"

How she loved overwhelming her servant. 

Sam did his best to pretend he was unphased by the comment. His eyes carried him to a corner she had began to empty out.

"And this Sammy will be for you." 

The bunny couldn't help but smile at the gesture, his head quickly turned away. Just then, his attention was drawn to an open, ornate door. Dark, It's ceiling draped in long purple, translucent silks and heavy gold chains.

"S-so then.. this room would be-"

A spectral hand closed the door in his face, the lock clicking from within.

"Perhaps one day dear, but for now I must go. I promise we may resume our fun as I return." 

She kissed the fragile bunny on the cheek who shrunk under the affection.

Within a moment she made her way out the bedroom door and he was alone in the large, unfamiliar manor, knowing the task that stood ahead of him. To say nerves filled him would be an understatement. Did they already realize he was a boy? Would he even be safe out on his own?

He stared down at the frills that adorned his fair thin legs, his gaze caught his view in an old dusty mirror. His body was quite feminine.. He hated to admit it, but the dress actually suited him quite well. A strange feeling overcame him. It was weird imagining himself as a girl. On top of all of that he couldn't help but get turned on by it.. was he really pretty enough to pass for one? 

He shook his head furiously. What was he thinking?! Sam closed his eyes letting out a deep exhale. 

The bunny sprung to his feet. Okay! If he could just keep up this facade for one day, then he could surely stand up to his mistress and have her explain it all later! ..Right? Yeh!

Sammy sprinted out of the room with his new found excitement instantly crashing into Anei, tumbling backwards onto the carpet.

I-I ..uhm ..I'm sorry! 

He squeaked quickly running passed Enid. In a high tone that seemed to come so naturally. Gods that was embarrassingg!!

Sammy came to the foyer and hall opposite of their rooms. Ayzel was gone now, probably about more important business. He practiced his movements to really sell the part walking the empty hall with a sort of vulnerable feminine flair but not enough to come across as an obvious fake of course. He attempted a curtsey, as once more a draft blew from underneath him, reminding him of the thin, delicate fabric that separated those around him from the humiliating truth. His cock pressed against the cute little panties. Sammy could only squeeze his thighs together and hope his member stayed put. If it didn't it would be the end for sure! AaaAaaah~ I-I cant introduce myself like this ..m-maybe I should just go back an- The door burst open, a man cracking jokes as he swung it to the side, only to stop and notice the young woman before him. The man paused and held the door with a blush. It sent chills down Sammy's back. Feeling forced onward now, the lepu hurried inside.

"Hel-llo~"
His shaky voice came out. 

He wandered into the steam filled kitchen, where the room was aloud with the hissing and clanging of lunch prep. Whatever it was it smelled like nothing he had smelled before. A few of them stopped to take notice of the little girl seemingly shaking in her shoes. Little did they know the masculine shaft prodding against the underside of his dress. This was dangerous.. exactly the type of men that could turn on him. One more breeze and the whole room could turn on him.

"H-h-hi ..I'm Sammy mistress Lucila's.. n-new hire. Its a pleasure.."

The head chef turned to him in a typically masculine greeting. "No need to be shy. The name is Grell. It's nice to see some fresh meat."

"Meep!" The bunny squealed, bobbing and bowing sheepishly before rushing out of the room.

As soon as he was clear, the bunny released his heavybreaths and cooled his heated face. This is gonna be a long dayyy.... He sighed.

The greetings progressed a little smoother as he slipped more and more into the role, but it was never easy for the lepu. It almost got harder as the day progressed. But he obeyed his misstress' order and roamed the gardens, patios and servants quarters as he was told to do so, thoroughly introducing himself to each and every person he passed. His heart hadn't slowed for a moment. Sammy blushed though, as his day was filled with passing compliments of how pretty and proper the new girl was. But the boy beneath was too distracted to appreciate them in full, as he couldn't help but wonder if even a single one had caught on. 

The sky grew golden.

Sam trailed back along the flower lined paths taking his time and enjoying his moment of peace. Her land was beautiful, and skillfully tended to at that. She takes everything she does so seriously, but in a passionate way. A way he had never seen before. He thought.

He took a moment to just run his hands through the grasses. Suddenly hearing a rythmic thumping, he turned to see something barreling down the hill. The black and cream colored blur was flying right at him! Before Sam could even react he was thrown off his feet by the foreign object as it landed right on top of him. 

As everything settled, his vision came back into focus An equally disoriented goat boy sprawled out on top of him. ..he looked soft in his maid outfit.

"Oww~" Sam whined feeling the stunted pain.

The fluffy sheep blushed. Helping Sam up before brushing himself off, the two finally back to their feet.

"I'm so sorry! I saw you from up on the hill and I wanted to introduce myself, but then my hoof gave way as I did and before I knew it I was tumbling down the hill and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to and you know us capra Hehehh." He laughed awkwardly.

"Hey it's fine really! no worries! I'm Sammy."
He reassured with a slight laugh, quickly returning to his higher pitch.

"Sorry, sorry my name's Tallow. I'm one of the maids that tends to mistress' needs"

Sam was taken aback to hear those words so plainly.

"You take care of her like that too?"

"We all kinda do here. If Lady Lucila beckons we answer her call. I mean we may be gardners and housekeepers and chefs, but we all do what we can to satisfy her and in return she treats us nicely.

Sam's face went RED imagining them all bending to the Lady's will just to be treated nicely. He soured a bit ..The words almost hurt him in a way. Perhaps deep down he'd held on some weird hope that he'd be the only one, but he truly was just another pet. The capra in front of him was practically a mirror image. Perhaps at the very least Tallow would become a good friend and maybe even give a few pointers?

"Oh um hey I gotta go finish up the linens, I'll see you around Sammy~"

"Um, Yeah.. see ya." 

Sam returned to his room, collapsing onto his new comforter and sheets, exhausted and sinking into it's unreasonable fluff. Before he knew it the room faded into a darkness and he passed out.

Badump Badump

His heart thumped on. His eyes finally opening slowly, the room dowsed in a deep cobalt candlelight. On top of him crawled a feral predator, his mistress claiming exactly what she desired.. her weak, submissive prey. 

"Ermmm..?" Sam moaned steadily coming to.

Sam tried to squirm, but felt her claws wrapped tightly around his wrists, his body bare beneath hers cept for his cute cotton panties. The misstress' tongue trailed up his body and under his soft jaw.

"Nghh!" The bunny whimpered below her trying his best to break her grasp.

"Mm..? Why do you struggle little one? ..Have you forgotten? You belong to me~"

The Ulv's fragrance was intoxicating, her body hypnotizing as it shifted.

In a swift motion, Sammy's wrists were clasped in iron, a chain wrapped around the bed post and pulled taught all before the energy of the spell could even dissipate. Her hand glowed once more with that same cobalt light as she began the familiar incantation.

"I'll just have to ease you-"

"G-gonna force me to obey you again with that spell? Sam jabbed.

"Oh my poor little Sammy you misunderstand dearr~ This spell doesn't bind your mind... it releases it.. Like liquor, it lets you do that which you're too afraid to, yet so deeply desire. And on top of that it makes it all the more pleasurable~"

"That's.. not.. tr-"

"SOPH" She boomed as she finished the sigil.

Suddenly his head went loose just as it had the last time. It felt as every hair on his body stood on end, vulnerable to whatever may happen next. His thighs squirmed in anticipation, the rubbing mind numbing.

The wolf's finger traced down his chest. The sensation sending small shockwaves across Sammy's body that only grew dramatically as it neared his bare nipple. Possibly his most sensitive spot, her slave's body cringed with expectancy. But her finger refused to give it what it expected, instead it softly ringed it's outer territory, this only growing the lingering sense of instability. 

"Nghh.. mh... m!" He whined vulnerably, his noises naturally taking on a feminine pitch, as his member stretched the fabric that bound it.

"It's time I start your training to become a good little slave... one that can cum from your mistress' touch alone~"

Steam escaped her breath as she drew close, releasing just his shaft reminding him of his place. It stood at eager attention, as her finger withdrew its attention, lightly grazing her slave's cute little package. Her movements were purposeful and exact, making sure not to caress anything that may bring him over the edge. And was he oh so close.

"I can't hold myself back much longer little one~ you look so delicious~"

Her sharp toothed maw wrapped the little bunny's neck, the predator toying with his waist just to feel him wriggle in her grasp. The Rabbit's breath grew heavy. The wolf slowly clenched tighter.

Claw returned to Sammy's chest circling once more. Slowly it moved. Then out of nowhere the smooth side of her nail grazed it, arcing then flicking again and again in unpredictable pattern. The helpless lepu did his best to hold his movements as not to pierce itself. The fanged maw that encircled him gave away her sadistic pleasure. The feeling came to a head and the bunny broke, writhing uncontrollably in panic. 

"That's it.. that's it~" She said with her mouth full.

Overwhelming him with ultimate confidence, she teased his body relentlessly. She would bring him to the edge and keep him there. 

"..Mn-hm ..hng ...guh!" His once squeaks for mercy turned to jittery panicked moans.

At it's peak she squeezed his most sensitive parts and rolled them between her forefingers and thumbs. Sammy's eyes seemingly shifted to the back of his head from pure unbridled overstimulation. 

"And now to associate this overwhelming feeling with the pleasure you so crave~" Drool dripped onto her prey's neck now. The gentle yet firm grasp of Lucila's claws wrapped Sammy's cock once more, forcefully milking it, as she continued torturing him. 

The pressure was near immediate, building at the base of his cock and quickly entirely encompassing it. His mistress completing not more than a few strokes before the boy convulsed in her grip, his hips arching into her now still hand as his hot load shot onto his own chest and face. 

"Mmhh!! ..Hnn! Nngghh...!" The lepu moaned desperately. 

His head went numb with a powerful fuzzyness that seemed to fade his mind. Why did it feel ..so good~? Why did he even fight it?

Her grasped jaw released his neck. "Goood girrl~" She whispered ever so gently into his ear.

Lucila stuttered her play, noticing her spell glyph flare a turquoise shade then cut short. 

The final few pulses dirtied his girly little panties as he fell deep into the bed's lavish goose feather pillows and silken comforter once more.

Lucila giggled in the way that made Sammy's little heart thump. Her tongue lapped up his seed without breaking her gaze. The rabbit's eyes softly closed..

"I'll wake you again for dinner~" echoed across her mind, the last words the rabbit heard.

Chapter Text

A hand grasped at Sammy's fluffy little butt. A gentle tug at his cotton tail sent sparks up the sides of his hips.

"A trip to the market? By yourself little one? ..Are you really sure you're capable?" The ulv pondered into her palm.

"Y-yes mistress ..I'll be alright" Sammy's eyes dashed across the spotless floors of her study, still embarassed by the events only several nights ago. He needed to get some fresh air, he needed some time to think.

Ayzel chimed in, "It could be good my lady, we've much to discuss still.. it will only help preoccupy your pet."

Miss Lucila had been locked away in her study the past few days, leaving Sammy to nothing but himself and the occasional visit from Tallow.

Sammy's chest tightened, but it felt ridiculous to do so, he was really just another plaything. Something to be tossed away with when she's done. Even if it felt nice ..even if she feels nice

"And how do I know my little bunny won't try to make a run for it~?" Lucila questioned him with an enthralling gaze. "Hmm I guess I'd track *her* down, wouldn't I Ayzel~?" The two chuckled.

A zing ran up Sam's neck.

At times he'd forget the extravagant outfits and the feminine treatment, but the uneasy feeling deep down everytime she used the term "her" never failed to strike him. He wanted to correct her in front of everybody and just get it over with, but he couldn't even imagine that anymore, it'd be way too embarrassing to do so now, right?

"Fine! But you must promise me to stick to the main streets darling~" She continued, raising his chin with a claw and a swoosh of her tail. "We can't have you being kidnapped~"

"I promise you mistress-"

"Good girl~, meet me in your room in a bit so I can pick out your outfit" She smiled, watching her sputtering pet.

As the two reconvened, the door shut tightly behind him. The bunny's gown and panties gently pulled off of their body as they stood there bare. His sheath exposed to his mistress, all at once his legs were adorned with tight fitting white kneehigh socks, a white floral dress floated over his shoulders, and with an embarrassingly large bow, tied at it's back. It smelled like her..

"Alright my bun! Thats you ready for your little trip and how beautiful you look~"

"..but mistress-" Sammy protested at the missing article of clothing, the brisk air brushed against his lower parts.

She smiled, "Aww sweet lil lepu how much I adore your whining and writhing, just because your mistress won't be there doesn't mean she can't have a little fun~" Sammy sputtered at her words. Her lupine fingers brushed against Sammies tip on its way up, his whole body twinged with chills now.

The door was briskly shut behind him.

Down the road it all began to sink in, not that it hadn't before, but this is something he'd actually have to do.. in public.. alone.. like this!! Even more eyes on him ..even more chances to be found out ..and with nothing, but a thin fabric loosely hiding his most precious parts. He was mortified.

"Mhrnn-" He whined.

The market square was brimming with colorful stalls, streamers and of course the patrons that bought from them. He constantly fixed the dreaded dress, but it wasn't exactly uncomfortable, he wasn't sure how anything could be more comfortable against his skin. Gods he felt so ridiculous though, it was so over the top and feminine and mistress knew that! She lived to torture him.

His ears were full of the market's lively chatter, as he bobbed from stand to stand doing all he could to focus on the task he was given and just the task.

"Lets see.. carrots.. pork.. some elkroot.." The lepu cautiously muttered to himself, crossing off his list one by one. All in all, though Sammy'd never admit it, the dress made him feel pretty. Still that humiliation hung heavy. It was easy to look down to refuse to meet others' gazes, he had done so most of his life so what difference was it now, right? Curious or perhaps in an effort to actually see where he was going, the lepu's eyes raised. They were all staring at him.. but not of disgust, delight. It was awe. He couldn't explain why, but it made his heart flutter, that feeling... What'd it mean?

Suddenly something cold brushed against his butt. Sammy's torso stiffened and spun around. Was that really-a p-pervert? Wh-why would-? His fragile eyes darted around the crowd, tears forming at their edge. A group of men laughed in the corner of the square, them. He could swear they looked back at him.

"You old dirty bastard! Can we get going to the Brazen Bull now or not??"

"Yeah yeah yeah.." The other responded. Sammy could feel his throat tighten up, it was only then that he realized how much he had begun to prod from under the dress' short skirt.

He spun around in high-knee'd stomps, doing his best to hide the erection. He sped to the nearest alley. With deep breaths and the moment to himself  it seemed to settle just a bit, a doable amount at least.

Sammy felt a sudden pair of hands grasp his arm. His legs instantly closed shut.

"Excuse me miss.." The young woman interjected, "I just saw you and your beautiful dress before and wanted to say what a beauty you are, such slender shoulders and legs and what elegant well kept fur too.."

"Oh.. Uh thank you.." Sammy spoke timidly.


Sammy's chest ..it warmed, his knees buckled, pressed against eachother, hands at the hem of his dress. The gentleness at which people approached him, the way her kind words made his cheeks ache. He blushed, why did that make him blush so much??

"..I mean excuse my vulgarity but, I could only imagine the quality of under garments aswel-" Her admonishment interrupted by a boy running past to catch up with his friends, the gust of the rushing air throwing up his dress all at once, revealling everything to the pointy eared lady.

Time felt as if it stopped or at least slowed. His hard cock was showing, in the light of day, for all to see!! A glowing flu like red took over his cheeks. Sam burst through the crowd, stopping only to catch his shakey breath once more. ("Gods talk about a scene!! The so called pretty girl was hiding a perverted secret this whole time.") He wondered if he'd ever be able to return.

The clicks of his flats continued down the street, his eyes laid on a giant building as he rounded the corner, it was seemingly at the center of everything and nothing.

("This must be it huh? The Brazen Bull, the biggest brothel in the kingdom.. the head of the industry, not just a whorehouse, but a custom tailored experience for every elite and those willing to drop their entire savings just to feel like one.") Sammy thought to himself grasping his hammered iron band. Cautiously or perhaps nervously he approached. Sam wasted no time gawking at the endless accommodations within, food stalls, lounges and stages. Enchanted, colored flames seemed to line every corner.

"What can I do for you, sweetie?" The hostess questioned him.

"Uhm.. I'm looking for .. uh-"

"SAM?!" In an instant Sam was nearly tackled, connected cheek to cheek in the tightest hug he's felt in a long time.

"Erin!" Joy filled his face.

"What are you doing here?!?" Her glowburned cheeks alit her smile from corner to corner, the fractured chromatic markings that so familiarly dotted her face, did they get prettier? Her short brown hair splashed with bright shades of purple all as he had remembered. "And what of Idurh is this??" She gasped pulling at the beautiful dress that shaped his evidently feminine figure. "Sam I-I had no idea-! Wh-what have you been up to??"

"N-no this isn't,  I'm not-?" He stuttered with a sigh, a big blushing mess. "This is.. uhm."

"Come on we have to talk!" She said grabbing him and pulling him to the nearest private room.

- -

"..Sam thats great! The Merdal Manor?? And all of this?" She tugged once more. Thankfully he was pretty hidden this way. "She seems quite kind the way you talk about her if not a little intimidating, but you know I always liked a bit of that." Erin giggled sweetly before giving slight pause. "Do you like all of this Sam..? The way she plays with you? It's quite kinky."

His head turned to the floor. But they both knew, he didn't need to respond.

It feels wrong, like I could get arrested at any moment or I'm making light of the women around me.

Erin paused once again, "..I don't think so, you should be able to do what you want, dress how you want. Who cares what others think." She said it like it was easy.

"Oh and uhm by the way it's Sammy now.." It felt weird to say it, the two names were barely even different, but it somehow felt worse to hear her use his old one.

"I like it.. And I'll be honest it really suits you and these clothes? ..you could definitely score my clients."

Sammy brightened a little. "Yeah..?"

"Without a doubt!

"Hey I'm happy for you.. this was nice and since you're in Endelle now lets meet up again." The two wrapped up their reunion. She hugged him once more, "..see you around Sammy."

As he turned from her he smiled, flooded with warm emotions. He walked the back alleys the type he promised he wouldn't. But what mistress didn't know wouldn't kill her. At the end of the day he could still protect himself, he's a boy.

"What a show Brunus, huh?" That voice.. the obnoxious one from earlier.. the gang stood slung against the alley ahead of him.

Sammy felt his blood boil

He was sent into a rage pointing and snarling, "YOU!! You're the one from before that touched me! You scum! Dirtbag!! You can't just do that to a w-" It was about now Sammy realized his size, the creep's pack now cutting off his every exit.

"Well looky here, she bites back~" Brunus gawked. Sammy was thrown into the stone wall, crumpling against it. The man's thigh pressed into him, feeling his way down Sammy's hips. His hand froze with curling lips as he reached his destination.

"Hngh!" Sammy flinched.

"Seems she's full of surprises~"

The pack closed in.

An outstretched arm flashed in his mind. An old memory. It was hazy yet so clear. Who's it was it didn't matter.

"Ngyaaahhh!!" Sammy desprately shook throwing his grasp and cracking a kick between his legs, the rabbit's tears thrown to the ground beside them.

The rabbit lunged forward meaning to clasp his paws tight in a fist, but they just wouldn't.. "Aaaaaaaaaahhh!!" A burning turqoise energy erupted from his palm as tears blurred his vision. Instinctually his palm gave open to it. All at once the arcane flame burst from his hand and boomed into a small explosion that caught Brunus' clothes, sending him rolling as the pyre dyed to a red hue.

The group of conies stood in shock and awe, "..Magia!!"

A fist cracked into his head as the fear turned to desprate agression. Sammy's face was palmed, sending him smashing into the ground, a stream of crimson trailed from his temple down to the floor below. Lifted by the collar of his dress, grunting from the pain.

It burned.

What an idiot he'd been.

To think.. to think he was finally happy..

He wanted to resist. He needed to.. whatever that was.. just.. one.. more...

The beastly man that took him in his grasp reeled back once more as the lepu's vision began to fade..

"Misstr.." He pursed.

...

Erin's band hummed.

The scene flashed a blinding white. A towering ulven silhouette flitted into focus seemingly blocking out the very sun itself. With gritted beastly teeth and burning eyes, The noble spared not a second blitzing through the crowd in a series of lightning strikes before they could so much as react to her. The bodys thudded in unison. Her claws, drenched in blood, brought to her ears then whipped away shedding any remaining filth from them.

She cradled her little lepu. Taken back by the scene. And the scorched man before him. "Sammy... let's get you home."

~~~