Collar for Brooke

The little thing was shivering and broken like all her trust had gone away. Maybe I was a bit too hard on her, the poor bunny depended on me to be a kind owner after all.

I regretted my actions the poor bunny only wanted to play to win. How long had she been here alone?

I called over my clerk who eyed me sternly, the pervert had obviously overseen the entire debacle. I demanded he hand over the collar, he gave it to me hesitantly.

He was about to say something and I turned and said. "Shut the fuck up. Just do your fucking job. I'll take care of it."

I took a tissue out of my pocket and dried her tears. "Common Brooke we're going home." I hugged the tiny bunny in my arms and picked her up where she lay bridal style.

She looked at me with wide eyes crying more tears into my shoulder. I wondered whether she was crying over me hurting her or becuase she was finally collared.

I petted her beautiful golden locks as I took her to the front of the store. I let her pick out a tiny golden bow that hid a silver bell. It hung at the scruff of her neck and made her creamy fluff look all the more luxurious.

I kissed her on the lips then from cheek to neck still at the front of the Animorph pet shop with her head held high showing off her collar. She still had tears but she was beaming with pride.

She hugged me crushing my chest with her breasts nuzzling and making the tiny bell ring.