The Velvet Curtain
patreon
[Bonus] Nibble: Pepper's Sweater
🕑 Added 2025-09-01 02:37:24 +0000 UTCJust about two hours before September, and I managed to get an extra little nibble in, just under 3000 words.
I wasn't planning on continuing the Happy Birthday, Pepper! story, but I really loved writing her, so I wanted to try a little post-transformation scene, after she has already returned to Pepper's home and acclimated a little. This scene can take place as soon or as long following the events in the previous story as you desire, given Pepper's faulty memories.
***** ***** *****
Pepper’s dreams were sweet like she deserved, fairy floss and sugarplums and technicolor cotton candy clouds. She napped in the sun on the softest, coolest grass; she frolicked on the wide lawn that overlooked the lake; she had endless pets and cuddles from her kind, loving owners whenever she wanted. As she lay, fast asleep, in Tim and Elaine’s bed, her little black nose twitched whenever she smelled him beside her. She was not conscious enough to even realize it, but her small, slender body had shifted closer and closer to Tim’s side of the bed. By the time it was time for him to get up for work, she was snuggled tightly against his ribs, her muzzle pressed into his armpit, her black-furred arms wrapped around him needily.
He had forgotten to set his alarm before falling asleep, so Elaine—ever the dutiful and loving wife, who had slept in the den to make sure Pepper was comfortable—woke him quietly at six and told him breakfast would be ready in ten. She kissed him before he could disentangle himself from Pepper’s grasp, promising more with a single look if he could get ready with time to spare. His eyes fluttered closed, but he nodded and mumbled an affirmative with a smile. Elaine watched as his head fell gently against Pepper’s, and smiled contentedly as she slipped back into the kitchen.
Eventually, when he knew he couldn’t stay in the woolly warmth of Pepper’s body forever, he began to stroke her curly, white hair and scratch her long, black ears. Then he extricated his limbs from hers, fighting her slumbering pull and blew one quick breath of air at her nose.
She sneezed before she was even awake, her velvety, triangular nose scrunching and twitching. Then her eyes flickered open, hidden beneath her long, dark lashes, and her face lit up with joy the moment she recognized Tim’s face.
“Hi, sweet pea,” he said quietly, and smiled when she giggled. Then she kissed him sloppily, eagerly sticking her tongue into his mouth. He allowed her a bit of fun for a moment, but after a moment she tried to push him onto the bed and climb on top of him. Greedy little lamb. She thought she had any power in this situation? “Easy, easy,” he tried to calm her, grasping her shoulders and holding her back. “It’s morning, little lamb. I have to go to work.”
“Baaah—no, please,” she moaned. Her small, woolly body curled close to him, obviously eager to repeat the passionate throes of the night before, but he laughed and held firm.
“No, sweet pea. I’m getting up now. If you’re good, maybe Elaine will reward you after work this afternoon. But I’ll be home at five, like always.”
Pepper cocked her head, feeling something slip out of place for a moment. “Always?” she asked, her thick tongue nearly choking out her vowels. That didn’t seem…right. She looked around, taking in Elaine’s personal bedroom. She didn’t remember being in here before. Had she?
“Always,” Tim promised with a kiss on her forehead, and she melted under the gooey warmth that spread through her body. She watched as he pushed himself up and walked naked into the bathroom for a quick shower, and shifted into the warm imprint of his body left in the bed. It smelled even more like him on this side, and if she buried her face in the pillow…it smelled so good. Like his musky shampoo and a tang of aftershave, and the faint, enticing sweat of man. Elaine’s side smelled good, but his side smelled incredible.
She tugged the sheets around her like a cozy little nest, making contented little noises as she snuffled around in the warmth. The thick wool covering her torso like a little one-piece romper was already warm, but her slight body sought heat and comfort like she had been made for it—and to some extent, she had.
Eventually she began to doze again, comforted by the smell of her m—the smell of Tim hanging pleasantly around her. She loved when his scent stuck to her skin and her hair, slightly salty and damp from the heat of their coupling. She smiled even as she napped, feeling safe, and buried her muzzle in the sheets. Her eyes half-opened, barely conscious, as Tim opened the bathroom door with a cloud of steam and dressed for work, and she could only give a soft and sleepy bleat when he slid his hand behind her neck and kissed her a final time with a soft, deep word. Then Tim closed the door behind him as he left and her eyes fluttered shut again. In no time at all, it seemed to her, she was opening her eyes again while being gently lifted from the bed.
“Well good morning, my dear,” Elaine greeted her with a smile, cradling Pepper’s head against one arm and her knees over the other. “You certainly slept yesterday away, didn’t you?”
Pepper giggled and nodded, before she stopped and tried to remember what happened the day before. Her brows knit together and the tip of her pink tongue pressed through her thick black lips in deep thought. She remembered…an apartment? Going to an apartment with Elaine? Then she…she went back and had a nice big supper. And Tim made her a really big coconut ice cream sundae, and it tasted really good, and she had a glass of milk too! But then…then she didn’t remember anything else. Maybe she was really tired and went to bed early. That must have been it. She reached up and wrapped her arms around Elaine’s neck to hold herself up.
“I dunno,” she mumbled sleepily, and giggled again.
Elaine smiled, still carrying her through the house, and leaned her head down to nuzzle Pepper’s nose. “Isn’t that silly? That’s why I love you, poppy.”
“Ohh,” Pepper sighed happily, feeling small and light in Elaine’s effortless arms. She seemed so big now, at least a foot taller just like Tim. Now…had she been smaller? Or had…had Pepper been larger? That didn’t make much sense, but she could have sworn she and Elaine used to be almost the same size.
“It’s good you slept so late though,” Elaine said cheerfully, stepping down into the den and setting Pepper on the floor. “There you go, sleepyhead. Maybe next time you can come downstairs yourself. Because it’s so late now, I only have two hours until I’m done with work! Isn’t that wonderful?”
Looking up from the carpet, the corduroy sofa soft against her back, Pepper nodded seriously. Her nail-tipped fingers twirled in the wool low on her stomach, just above her round, black teats. She bit her lip when she brushed against them, pert and slightly swollen, her nipples already hard and sensitive. She would need to be milked in a few hours, but luckily Elaine said she would be done soon. She wouldn’t have to figure it out herself. Pepper laughed happily with relief.
“I’ll go get your breakfast if you wait here. More like lunch now, I’m afraid,” she said with a laugh, and walked into the kitchen, not quite visible from the doorway. Pepper heard the fridge door open and close, and Elaine reappeared with a shallow, wide ceramic bowl filled with an assortment of lettuce, vegetables, and fruits. She set the bowl down in front of Pepper, on top of a soft rug, and gave Pepper an affectionate pat on the top of her head. “Remember, no food on the couch. Then you can go anywhere you like—there are some things in here you might enjoy. And since you’ve been such a good girl for us, we thought we’d give you a gift in return.”
Pepper gasped as Elaine pulled a large white sweater from behind her back and held it out. She reached up and took the bottom, shivering when she felt how soft it was. “Baaa-are you sure?” she asked, though she didn’t think Elaine would lie.
“Of course, Pepper! Take it! But remember to eat everything before having any fun. I’ll be over at the computer if you need anything.”
“Okay!” Pepper beamed, gripping the sweater and clutching it close to her as she bent forward to look more closely at her meal. Now that she was engaged in eating, she had forgotten about Elaine, who took the opportunity to return to her desk. Pepper rocked as she crunched happily on spinach and carrots, celery, grapes, berries, and a number of seeds she didn’t know the names of. Sometimes her tail wagged when she tasted something really tasty, the sweater left between her legs until she licked the bowl clean with a few contented baas. Then she reached up to set the bowl carefully on the low coffee table beside her and smacked her lips. “Yummy.”
She felt nice and full, but not stuffed. Elaine knew perfectly how much food she needed. Well, of course she did—every master needed to know things like that.
“Master?” Pepper spoke sharply, sitting up straight as her heart jumped. Why had she just said that?
“Yes?” Elaine turned around in her chair, pulling her glasses down to look across the room. But Pepper didn’t answer, still trying to figure out why she felt so bad for saying it. “Pepper? Did you need something?”
“N-No!”
“Are you sure?”
Pepper’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip as she tried to decide what to say. She was…she was afraid of something, but she couldn’t figure out what. Was she afraid Elaine would be mad? When she met Elaine’s eyes, she realized she had had nothing to worry about. Elaine didn't look angry at all. In fact, she looked worried about Pepper! Of course she wasn’t mad. Relief flooded through Pepper’s body, and she giggled as she realized how silly she had been to worry about something like that. Elaine was so understanding and kind, there was no way she could be angry over something so small! “I’m okay!” Pepper smiled, obviously happy enough to sate Elaine’s fears, so the woman turned around again to the double computer screens filled with lots of complex words and numbers.
She had finished her meal, which meant it was time to look at her gift! She wiggled her tail, proud of how patient she had been. Pepper grabbed the sweater by the shoulders and pulled it up to look more closely. “So pretty,” she murmured, rubbing the material between her fingers. She was already covered in wool, but she could use the gift for so many things! It was soft and warm, so she could cuddle it, or use it as a pillow, or even put it on if she was really cold. With a happy sigh, Pepper brought the sweater to her face and breathed in deeply.
Male.
She smelled it immediately, blocking her airways like smog and coating her mind in a thick, pleasant fog. It was so strong, so masculine. Her long, fuzzy ears faced backward as she tried to take it in. Tim was a man, but…she didn’t think she could call him a male. “Ohh my,” Pepper moaned into the sweater, bucking her hips once as she took more long breaths. “What is…what’s happening?”
There was a distinct energy lighting up her muscles, a honey-sweet sensation dripping through her veins as her brain spun with the scent of the male. She leaned back against the sofa, unconsciously spreading her legs and beginning to grind her black-lipped pussy against the rug. She needed…she needed… She didn’t know what she needed, but she felt like she was going to explode if she didn’t get it. One of her hands slipped down her flat chest and her woolly stomach, freezing when it touched the velvety skin of her teat and she gasped.
“Yes,” she whispered, massaging her teat, rubbing her palm over her erect nipple, and continuing to breath in the heady scent of the sweater. In no time at all she had grabbed it and pushed it down between her legs with a needy whimper, sitting up to position it beneath her. She…she needed it. Yes. Like this, just like this.
This must be what Elaine wanted.
Pepper spared a glance up at the desk, but Elaine was faced away from her, hard at work. But it was so male, and it was making her feel so hot inside, so hot down there. With another small buck of her hips, Pepper bleated and thrust forward. Her legs nearly went numb with the pleasure that sparked through her pussy, already dripping with her desire. Though she nearly collapsed at the sensation, she managed to keep her balance and begin the rhythm again.
Words fell away from her head as her hips moved steadily, her slick lips rubbing against the soft wool with an incredible precision. All she could manage to vocalize were her high-pitched, breathless moans and unconscious baas, her vision blurring occasionally as she neared her peak. When she had found a constant, if slightly rushed, rhythm, she raised one hand from the rug and grabbed her teat again, moaning as she teased her swollen nipple.
It was starting to get tender, but she loved how sensitive they were like that. She slowed her hips, thrusting deeper as she played with her teats, squeezing and twisting as her arousal grew. She could smell it even now, even long separated from its owner: male. Pepper giggled as she thrust against it, thinking naughtily of long, thick red cocks and a heavy weight on her back.
“Fuck—me—please! Ahh!” Pepper gasped, her curly white hair falling into her face as she worked desperately toward her climax.
She was close, could feel the numbing pleasure spreading down her thighs as she tried to keep her thrusts even. It was—coming. Pepper set both hands flat on the ground and hunched her back as she rubbed her pussy against the sweater, letting her eyes cross slightly as the musk of the male mixed with her scent to create something even better. Something—
“F-Fill me!” Pepper screamed, her soprano still just as sweet and needy as always. She thought she heard a voice behind her, but she couldn’t look; she needed to keep going. She was about to…about to— “B-Baaah! Baa—breed me! Baaaahh!”
Her body jerked, and her legs kicked out from beneath her as she finally came, her clitoris sending pulses of ecstasy to every part of her body. Then she moaned as her nipples, overstimulated, spasmed and began to spurt a rich, white milk. She collapsed back against the couch as she came, her legs splayed underneath her, still rocking with the weakening aftershocks of her orgasm. She could feel dampness between her legs, warm against her thighs for the moment, and even now milk still rolled from her nipples. But at least she felt sated. Mostly.
“Well, aren’t you a needy little lamb?”
Elaine’s low, sultry voice woke Pepper from her post-orgasm reverie, and she blinked back to reality. Elaine had spun around again, her arms crossed and a half-amused expression painting her face. Pepper licked her lips with her thick tongue, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand when she drooled slightly, and smiling up at Elaine with a slightly empty expression.
“Did you have fun?” Elaine asked, her smile growing.
“Uh huh!” Pepper said, and giggled, her brain too steeped in pleasure to be able to use her words.
“You couldn’t even wait two hours for me?”
“Uh uh!”
“Well, my goodness,” Elaine began, her voice almost stern. Pepper batted her eyelashes upwards, unable to resist releasing a tiny moan when she felt her own cum running down her thigh. “You’re needier than I thought, aren’t you? In fact, I don’t think you’re fully satisfied yet. I don’t think a little sweater can sate your appetite, can it, poppy? You made it awfully messy, didn’t you?”
“Yes, master!” Pepper said happily, before she could even think, and Elaine had made it all the way to her from the computer before she had realized the woman had stood up. “Ohh,” she gasped, as Elaine crowded her space against the couch, getting on one knee.
“Then I guess I’m going to have to help you,” Elaine said slowly, reaching out and grasping one teat in a strong, smooth hand.
Pepper moaned and nodded, but every time she tried to speak she managed only to bleat. Her entire body was on fire, every touch of Elaine’s skin against hers like an infection of desire spreading across the entirety of her. She needed it again, so badly, and Elaine was going to help her.
“Yess-b-baaah!” she managed, before her voice broke into incoherent consonants and baas again. She moaned and reached for Elaine. Elaine, who came to her like the constance of the sun, kissing her once before moving down slowly and attaching her mouth to Pepper’s teat and drinking her fill.
