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Pepper's Origins : The Arrival
🕑 Added 2024-04-17 08:09:50 +0000 UTCHi, y'all!
Here's the first 3 parts of something awesome our Maddisaurus/Pepper has been working on for a few months, with her tier reward pics!
Thank you for the support and for letting me share!
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Story by Pepper/Maddisaurus
Part 1:
As another year started, Pepper laid in her kennel and thought back to how she had ended up here. Her life before felt so distant that it was more a keen to a dream than reality. Yet here she was playing back the events in her mind.
She had just turned 20 and had been planning on going to college that fall. If she could stop playing video games and goofing off long enough to fill out the scholarship papers. Yet there she was, walking home from winning another local gaming tournament. It wasn’t that she was lazy, simply enjoyed the immediate challenge and quick results that gaming provided.
She recalled being close to home when a message came through on her phone from the FBP. Included was a document that required an e-signature. Even now she could remember what it said:
“The Federal Bureau of Pettification requires your submission into the domesticated human pet service act. You are to report to the nearest drafting center within two weeks for processing. Failure to do so will result in federal charges.
As per regulations you are to leave all previous belongings with someone of your choosing. You are to come alone, this is to help you transition into your new role.
Whether you are assigned to the military, public service, research, or personal affairs. Your training is paramount! The presence of a well trained petgirl brings joy to those around you, bolsters the community, and fosters society down a path to a better tomorrow. Your contribution to society is appreciated. ~FBP”
It was the message that most girls never wanted to get, and yet had come to expect. She recalled how stunned she felt at that moment reading those words. Who she had been up till then was to be replaced with some drooling petgirl and her dreams put on hold to fulfill someone else's.
Part 2:
The drafting center she had been assigned to for processing was large. She had doubted that the whole structure was being used, and mostly just selected for how imposing it was. She had been instructed to leave her belongings with friends or family and to come alone. Supposedly this was to help them in the transitioning period, as they would not have to worry about how someone they knew saw them or that their stuff was taken care of. She knew however that it was an isolation tactic, no question in her mind about it. They wanted them disconnected and they didn’t want outside eyes in the buildings. What happened in these walls and for the next two years would remain as unspoken horror stories between the girls that completed their service.
As she walked inside to fill out her pepper work, She saw newly drafted petgirls being walked on leashes. Their heads down in shame as they crawled around on all fours on full display in front of everyone. It was one thing knowing what this process was going to be like, and another entirely to experience it. A fact that would become a prominent part of her life going forward.
Soon enough her processing had started and she was being made to undress before a group of trainers. Like most girls around the drafting age, she had limited experience being naked in front of others, especially strangers. So to be ogled, with no privacy as she undressed was embarrassing to put it mildly. No sooner than her most intimate parts becoming visible, one of
the trainers presents her collar and says
"You will attach this collar yourself and in doing so, you will forfeit all your human rights, and enroll in the compulsory service human pet program for 2 years. Your body will be owned by the state and the respective trainers and owners. Also known as your masters. Your purpose of being from now on will be to satisfy and fulfilled all of your masters' needs as long as you are a service human pet"
She stared at the collar and the name tag that would become her only identification as she tried to cover herself. The trainer snapped his fingers “Hurry up, Pepper we don’t have all day…”
Part 3:
As she held the collar in her hands and slowly brought it up to her neck, things felt eerily still for a moment. As if there was a collective inhale before the storm. A peaceful moment that she would come to long for over the next several minutes.
With what felt like a thundering click as the collar fastened into place, she was suddenly caught up in a whirlwind. She no longer had any human rights and the way in which she was quickly and forcefully being grabbed and held down despite her protest was a blunt way of showing the raven haired girl her new place in society. It didn’t matter how much she fussed, struggled, or whined, like any Master, they were just “doing what was best” for this puppy, even if she didn’t understand it.
If she was feisty now, her tattooing made her even more unruly… at least at first. Tears welled up in her eyes as she was marked as a companion pet, a mark that would be with her the rest of her life. The pain was awful, but the humiliation of it all was worse. Being completely naked, held down, collared, and basically branded… it was all more demeaning than she had thought it would be, and she still hadn’t been fitted into her compet gear yet.
After getting her tattoos and scanned into the system, she would finally see the gear that was going to be her only means of coverage for the next two years. She had seen it all before on other girls, but there was something so imposing and degrading when it became personal. The trainers then swiftly applied the gear no matter how she moved or twisted.
The trainers couldn’t help but tease and belittle her as she was fitted into each degrading piece of puppy gear. She loathed every moment of the experience and felt so humiliated, feelings that swelled as they showed off her tail. In spite of emotional state, her body was having a much different reaction to this ordeal, one that the trainers were quick to point out to the young pup as she dripped on the floor.
