Pet Store

You stride towards the pet store, letting Taylor follow behind you. Still, you glance back at her large, bouncing bust whenever you get the chance. There's something wrong with the picture, though.

You say, "Hey, Taylor, would you rather have your nudity around others and subsequent embarrassment induce intense arousal within you, or have to crawl on all fours unless I allow for you to stand? Before you choose, just know that if you choose the latter option I will not be lifting your crawling restriction unless it's absolutely necessary."

Taylor bit her lip, crossing her arms under her generous bosom. After a moment, she replied, "I'd rather be aroused."

"Great choice!" By the time you finish saying that, Taylor is already flush. Her breasts heave above her arms with each breath, and her nakedness prevents her from covering up the juices that are collecting on her thighs.

"F-fuck you," she says. In response to your glare, she says, "You may be my master and sex tutor, but I don't have to like it or respect you."

"You know I could make things worse, right?"

She mutters, "Yeah, but you will anyway."

With a wry grin, you say, "Yep, probably! Now let's hurry inside! We have some things to buy for you."

You slap Taylor on the ass, and she yelps. You just say, "I've been skimping on my sex lessons, but you should know that it's normal for girls to get spanked and love it. It's the best part of foreplay."

"O-oh, okay. Thanks."

Weirdly, Taylor actually smiles at you after that. Then she remembers that you engineered the downfall of her life and relationship and that you were about to walk her into a pet shop completely naked, which sours the mood.

Still, you couldn't help but notice her rubbing her legs together in need as you walked, and the way that her hands kept reaching down to her pussy and then freezing was kind of hot and almost endearing.

As you walk into the pet shop, you notice the man at the front counter startle. He shuts off the TV behind him, but you catch a glimpse of fires and riots, of grimy men and women being led... somewhere. You wondered if it had to do with the way things were shifting around earlier.

The man realizes that Taylor is naked and hiding behind you. It's almost entirely ineffective since her hips and boobs stick out well beyond your thin frame, but you suppose that she can at least hide her naughtiest parts that way.

You shove Taylor roughly towards the accessories in the back. At first it seems like the man is going to say something, but he must recognize Taylor's slavery to you and he shuts his trap. Or he could just be perving out, you don't care either way.

The aisles are full of interesting toys and items. You run your eyes over them, taking in large kennels, collars, pet food, blankets, and general toys. You could buy some, but you might just parade Taylor around more, or go straight for something a little more hardcore.