The cool night air stung Elsa’s exposed skin as she stood on the sidewalk outside her apartnt building. "Exposed" didn’t even begin to cover it.
She was wearing a plush, furry black dog costu that hugged her figure, complete with soft paws over her hands and feet, a headband with floppy ears, and a long, wagging tail attached at the base of her spine.
A leather leash clipped to a tal ring at her collar, trailing down to the gound.
The fabric was thick and soft, but the real problem was what the costu didn’t cover.
The entire chest area had been cut away, leaving her large, round breasts completely bare.
Her pale pink nipples were hard from the cold air, her breasts swaying slightly with each shaky breath she took.
Lower down, the costu sat high on her hips, the fur ending just below her waist. Below that, she wore a white cut out lace panties like from earlier.
Her pussy was on full display, already glistening wet, a thin trail of arousal sliding down her inner thigh and catching the light.
Elsa’s hands were pressed over her chest, her arms squeezed together in a desperate attempt to hide her tits. Her face was burning red, her eyes darting up and down the empty street.
Number above her head
[50/100]
"Why are you covering yourself up?" Liam asked, his tone casual, almost amused. He stood a little bit distant from her so he could get a nice look, arms crossed, watching her squirm. "You must’ve done this plenty of tis before."
"I haven’t!" she shot back, her voice cracking. She glanced frantically around again, like soone might appear out of nowhere.
"I’ve never... I bought this months ago. For my ex. But we never actually did it. The risk was too high. If soone saw us... if the neighbors found out..."
Ti froze
[Option 1:Relax, I got you out of that suffocating dinner with your parents, you trust then, trust now 15 lust points]
[Option 2: You’re right and it freezing outside 0 lust points]
Liam walked toward her slowly, closing the distance until he was standing right in front of her.
The contrast was stark—him fully dressed in jeans and a jacket, looking completely normal, and her, practically naked in her fur suit, trembling on the edge of panic.
"Relax, Elsa," he said quietly, his hand reaching up to catch her chin. His thumb tilted her face toward his. "I got you through that dinner with your parents, didn’t I? You trusted then. Trust now."
"But Liam, it’s—we’re outside!" She tried to step back, her voice rising in pitch. "I can’t do this. My heart’s racing so fast I think I’m gonna pass out. We should just go back inside—"
Liam didn’t give her space. He stepped closer, closing the gap she’d tried to create. His thigh brushed against hers, and he could feel the heat radiating from between her legs.
He could sll her too—that unmistakable scent of arousal, thick and heady in the cool night air.
"You keep saying no," Liam murmured, his voice low and deliberate. His eyes locked onto hers. "But your body’s telling a different story."
He glanced down pointedly, then back up at her face.
"Your pussy’s dripping, Elsa. You’re not scared of getting caught—you’re turned on by it."
He reached down slowly, his fingers brushing against the soaked lace barely covering her. The fabric was drenched, clinging uselessly to her skin.
Elsa let out a shaky breath, her knees wobbling slightly as his fingers made contact.
Ti froze.
[Option 1: Get on your knees. We’re going for a walk. 30 Lust Points]
[Option 2: Okay, I respect your choice. 0 Lust Points]
Liam picked.
Ti snapped back into motion.
"On your knees, Elsa," Liam commanded, his voice firm. "We’re going for a walk."
For a mont, she just stared at him, her eyes wide with disbelief. She looked like she might run back inside, slam the door, and pretend this never happened.
Then sothing shifted in her expression. The weight of the silver collar around her neck seed to settle, grounding her.
Slowly, shakily, she lowered herself. Her knees—protected by the built-in padding of the costu—hit the cold concrete with a soft thud, and she let her hands fall away from her chest.
Her breasts hung freely now, heavy and full, swaying slightly with each nervous breath. Her dark pink nipples stood out starkly against her pale skin, hard from the cold air.
Liam clipped the thick leather leash to the tal ring on her collar and gave it a firm tug.
"Good girl," he said quietly. "Let’s go."
He started walking, and Elsa had no choice but to follow.
She moved on all fours, her padded paws pressing against the rough pavent, her tail swaying behind her with each crawl forward. It was slow, awkward, humiliating.
With every movent, her breasts swayed beneath her, bouncing heavily.
The motion made her nipples graze against the cool air, sending visible shivers through her body.
Her ass was even more obscene.
The thick fur of the costu frad her cheeks, making them look rounder, fuller. And with every shift of her hips, the cut-out lace panties revealed everything—her glistening pink pussy, already soaked and dripping, opening and closing slightly with each crawl forward.
’She’s shaking so hard,’ Liam thought, glancing back at her. ’She really thinks soone’s gonna see her.’
They walked along the quiet street, passing row after row of tall narrow buildings pressed tight against each other.
The sidewalk was empty, the windows dark. The only sound was the soft scrape of Elsa’s costu against the pavent and her ragged breathing.
Then, as they passed a narrow alley between two buildings, Liam caught movent out of the corner of his eye.
A man stood deep in the shadows, leaning against a dumpster with one hand braced on the wall. He was pissing, his back mostly turned to the street.
Elsa saw him at the sa ti.
She froze instantly, her entire body going rigid. Her breath caught in her throat, and her eyes went wide with pure terror.
The man finished, zipped up, and turned toward the street. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, swaying slightly—clearly drunk.
His eyes swept over the sidewalk.
Right over Liam.
Right over Elsa.
Over her bare tits, her trembling body on all fours, the leash dangling from her collar, her tail and her ass raised in the air with her pussy on full display.
He didn’t react. Didn’t blink. Didn’t say a word.
He just stumbled off in the opposite direction, muttering sothing under his breath.
Elsa’s heart was hamring so hard she could feel it in her throat.
"He... he didn’t see ?" Elsa whispered, her voice shaking. "Liam, he looked right at us! How did he not—"
"Keep moving," Liam said calmly, giving the leash a firm tug. "Don’t overthink it. Just crawl."
’God, this Cloak skill is perfect,’ Liam thought, glancing down at her trembling form. ’No one can see us, hear us, or even sll her. We’re completely invisible.’
They continued down the sidewalk, passing more darkened buildings. Elsa’s breathing was ragged, her body still shaking from the close call.
Then she saw it.
A police car, parked at the curb about ten feet ahead.
The engine was idling.
Two officers sat inside, talking to each other through the open windows.
Elsa’s entire body seized up.
"No," she whimpered, her arms giving out. She collapsed forward onto her stomach, her bare breasts pressing flat against the cold, gritty pavent. "Liam, no! That’s the police! We have to go back—we’re gonna get arrested—oh my god—"
Liam sighed and knelt down beside her. He didn’t even glance at the cops.
Instead, he reached underneath her, sliding two fingers smoothly into her dripping pussy.
"Liam!" she hissed, her face buried in her paws. "What are you doing?!"
"I thought you loved roleplay," Liam said, his voice low and teasing. His fingers curled inside her, stroking her slick walls. "Why are you acting so scared? I told you—I’ve got this."
"The police are right there—"
Liam didn’t argue. He just focused his mind and activated the skill.
[Pulse Tease - Activated]
Instantly, Elsa’s body went rigid.
A deep, rhythmic vibration pulsed inside her pussy, right where his fingers were buried. It wasn’t steady—it surged in waves, each pulse hitting her nerves like a live wire.
"Ah—! Liam—st-stop—!" Her voice cracked, the scream dying in her throat as the pleasure slamd into her.
Her back arched violently, her spine bending so hard it looked painful. Her bare tits heaved, her hard nipples scraping against the rough pavent as her body bucked uncontrollably.
Her pussy clamped down on his fingers like a vice, her walls spasming as she ca hard. Hot wetness flooded his hand, dripping onto the sidewalk beneath her.
And then the police car started moving.
Elsa’s eyes went wide, panic cutting through the haze of her orgasm.
She tried to crawl, tried to move, but her muscles wouldn’t respond.
She was pinned to the ground by her own pleasure, helpless and exposed.
The headlights washed over her trembling body as the cruiser rolled forward.
She let out a broken whimper, her nails scraping uselessly against the pavent.
The car drove past without slowing. The officers didn’t even glance in their direction.
Liam watched the taillights disappear around the corner, then looked down at Elsa.
She was a complete ss—her white hair tangled and sticking to her sweaty face, her ears slightly lopsided, her cheeks flushed deep red, her thighs trembling.
Her pussy was still twitching, a small puddle of her arousal pooling on the sidewalk beneath her.
Liam smirked and checked the tir on his Cloak skill.
’Thirty minutes total. We’ve been out here for about fifteen. That leaves with plenty of ti.’
He gripped the leash and gave it a firm tug, pulling her up onto her hands and knees again.
Elsa was still dazed, her eyes half-closed, her body swaying slightly as she tried to steady herself.
"Co on," Liam said, his tone casual. "We’re not done yet."
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