Dog of War

The breakfast was wonderful. The browned mass turned out to be 'hashbrowns,' nothing more than potatoes shredded, fried, and salted. They were deceptively good given how simple they were. It was strange how different they tasted compared to the similarly made fries. The eggs and toast were also delightful, as was bacon, but the main highlight continued to be the chocolate chip pancakes. Daisy was thankfully too preoccupied with her owner to pay too much attention to them being fed and doted on. It was odd that they felt concerned about that, given it was normal. Not that it made the occasional comment about all the 'cute noises' and 'adorable sounds' they were making any less embarrassing. 

 

"By the way," Miss Verdun started as she fed them some egg on toast. "I have to head out again today, Princess. I'll only be gone an hour or two, so I'll be back well before lunch. I was going to have you stay with Cordelia."

 

It made sense that she didn't trust them alone after yesterday. Which made it that much more important that they proved themselves today. They did not need constant surveillance. "We would like some alone time, actually." 

 

The Affini's concern pricked through Princess. "Are you sure, little one? Yesterday, well..."

 

"It was going fine until we tried to eat a synthcube-"

 

"You what?" Daisy snorted. 

 

"Now, now petal, don't interrupt." Cordelia lightly chided. 

 

Princess continued, ignoring the barley contained giggling. "Anyways, it was fine until then." The Affini didn't seem convinced, prompting them to quickly continue. "It was just one time, and we're not even going to be making lunch today. Even if we did, we wouldn't try one of those again." 

 

"Awwwh, my girlfriends don’t wanna hang out with meee." Daisy pouted, sticking out her tongue.

 

"I-it's not that!" A gentle vine behind their ear and a deep breath helped calm them down. "It's just... We wanna prove we can be on our own. We can hang out for the rest of the day afterwards if you want." Miss Verdun still seemed conflicted over the matter as she fed them the last of the pancake. It was always sad when such a good meal ended, but they were starting to put on some weight. 

 

"Ooo, yeah! Can we Mistress? I wanna get my class A cuddles." Ah. They had nearly forgotten about that.

 

Technically we were on Class As when we cuddled last night. Also she cheated. 

 

Princess didn't have the heart to take something Daisy was excited about. It's not like class As were that bad; they had tried them a few times already. 

 

Those had the hard end time of bed though, usually within the hour.

 

That... was moderately more concerning. 

 

Miss Dawnbloom gave Daisy a scritch under her chin. "I think that's a wonderful idea, what about you, Camila?" 

 

"It sounds good but..." Miss Verdun stroked them for a bit, it did feel nice but it also felt like she was just petting them to calm herself. "Princess, can you promise me that you'll call for me or Cordelia if any thing goes wrong?"

 

"Of course." It was only two hours, what could happen? 

 

"No." Miss Verdun's voice was stern, sending a shiver down Princess' back. She lifted them up, cradling them in her vines as she tilted their chin up to meet her eyes- a multitude of rippling purples with flecks of pink and shimmering gold. They could feel themselves getting lost in them immediately, and could hardly blame themselves. The Affini was stunning to behold, and no part of her was more captivating than her eyes. They could sink into them forever, if they had the time. "I need you to promise, little princess." 

 

"W-we promise," they squeaked, eager to appease the breathtaking xeno. Their heart was pounding so hard they felt each beat from their brain to their loins. 

 

Miss Verdun sighed, breaking the eye contact.  Oh no, did they say the wrong thing?! "Alright, you can stay here." She gave them a pet that chased away any notions of having disappointed her. "Jess, can you make sure she keeps that promise?" 

 

Princess tensed at the sound of the AI chiming in. "Can do, Miss Verdun! I'll double the CPU allocation for my monitoring systems~" That did not help. They worked themselves further into the safety of the Affini's vines and did their best to shut out the machine.

 

"Oh! Mornin' Jess!" Daisy greeted. 

 

"Good morning, cutie! Last night was really fun, we should do that again sometime!" 

 

"Ooo, yeah that'd be fun! Girls night!" Daisy's laughing turned to an elated scream before returning to peter out as she was lifted up by her owner.

 

"That's an adorable idea, but for now I think it's time we got you girls dressed." Miss Dawnbloom cooed. 

 

Princess wondered what Miss Verdun had chosen for them today as they were carried to their bedroom. Hopefully it was a bit more modest than last night's 'dress.' As cute as it was, it had been really revealing. If they had to go out in something like that they would die of embarrassment. Princesses were dressed by others though, and they were sure whatever it was would be wonderful.

 

Something tightly laced.

 

They were set down, a few vines lingering to steady them as usual. "I'll need to borrow Mister Bear for a little while, petal." Miss Verdun wrapped a vine tentatively around the teddy. "I'll give him right back, okay?" There was a twinge of worry about giving up the comfort it brought, even if it was just to get dressed, but they relinquished it without complaint. They were rewarded for their compliance with a small bit of petting that erased any such worry. 

 

Princess had gotten used to the process of being dressed the last few days. They were not just following but anticipating the wordless commands as they came. They took in their furthering changes as quickly as once stripped naked- their breasts were a bit larger than before, though they would have to get hands on to be sure how much. Something to do once alone. Their hips were somewhat wider, and their belly was definitely getting soft. It already podged just a bit, the flesh beginning to fold over itself. Hopefully this weight was temporary? The pink stretch marks weren't, unless the Affini had an answer for that, but what was another mark on their body anyways? Was that a result of the class G moving fat around and rapidly changing their body, or had they just been eating that much? 

 

Those weren't the only new marks. The needle had left evidence of its path, a vaguely vine-like red mark. Princess' tiny cock twitched as they took in their ever changing body. They couldn't help but notice with a blush that the wet spot had grown a bit, and seemed as fresh as when they woke up. They knew they were worked up, but actively leaking all morning? Was that from the petting, the food, the praise, or the needle teasing across their flesh? All of them? 

 

Breakfast was really good. 

 

They really were starting to crack if those were the things that were making them horny. Princess obeyed the series of taps that wordlessly helped them change into a bra. It was every bit as cute as they'd hoped; more than that, it pressed their breasts together. For the first time they had actual cleavage. Looking down at the matching set of pink-with-white-frills underwear on their feminine body stirred something within them. They glanced over at Daisy to avert their eyes, just in time to see the impression of her massive cock in her panties before it disappeared into her overalls. Just how large was it when it was actually erect, anyways? Part of them really wanted to find out. 

 

Miss Verdun had Princess step into a dress, pulling it up and directing their arms through the holes. It was thankfully longer than last night's, almost coming down to their knees. The skirt was a light pink and had a loose bell shape, with vines stitched into it and the material in ruffles at its end. Two longer cuts of a rich green material started near the top and swept towards the sides and a little past their knees, creating an inverted V-shape on the front. The top part was just low cut enough to give anyone that wanted it a good look at their new cleavage. That signature orange-white-pink flower was once more over their breast. 

 

The Affini then had Princess step into a second skirt, white and fluffy. They briefly questioned how they were to wear two skirts when it was pulled up under the dress, answering their question. The bell part was no longer loose, but properly shaped, propped up by the voluminous underskirt. The soft material of it tickled their thighs at the slightest provocation as Miss Verdun adjusted both it and the dress. Everytime it brushed against their bare skin was exquisite, teasing them just so. They knew exactly what they would be doing the moment they were alone. 

 

"I'm going to tighten the dress now." Princess was barely able to register the warning before the laces were pulled taut. They only managed to keep from moaning by biting their lip, letting out a needy whimper instead. Trembling as stars momentarily filled their vision, Miss Verdun pushed them over the edge. Her hand scratched up the base of their skull, "Good girls~"

 

Princess moaned without a care, pressing into her fingers as their cock pulsed several times. They were- we are- good girls! Good girls! They would have fallen to their knees if the vines wrapping around them hadn't kept them upright. Mostly upright. She had let their knees buckle, catching them just as they no longer could hold themselves up. They were at Miss Verdun's mercy, and it felt so right. Vines wove through their hair, petting them as they braided it, and they let themselves sink. They were steadied on their own feet after several moments that might as well have been entire lifetimes. Mister Bear was pressed into their arms as cognizant thought crept back in.

 

Oh fuck. Did we really just-?

 

They certainly weren't going to check with the Affini still in the room. Princess did their best to act like nothing happened, adjusting the bear in their arms. "Thank you, Miss Verdun." 

 

"Of course, Princess!" She gave them a mercifully light head pat. "I'm always happy to help you, you know."

 

Daisy came in, pressing her lips against their own and taking several kisses. "That was hot , Princess." She looked good in her gardening outfit. Not to say she wasn't stunning in the dresses she frequented, but the overall shorts and floral shirt truly suited her. They added a certain appeal that fit her like a glove. "Nice tits, by the way," she added as she quickly groped them. 

 

"D-Daisy?!" Princess gasped. 

 

"Just teasing ya a bit. We can fool around more later, Miss Independent." Daisy winked. 

 

Princess pouted. Just because she was cute and more dominant than they were she thought she could do whatever! Sure it was hot and it felt good but, uh, hm. Where were they going with this again? Whatever. "Sounds fun." 

 

"Adorable!" Miss Dawnbloom cooed. "Unfortunately, Camila needs to get going, and I need to get this one-" She stroked a vine up Daisy's back, causing her to melt, "home. Plus I'm sure Princess is eager for a bit of private time. Why don't you two cuties say goodbye for now?" 

 

Princess hugged their girlfriend tightly, careful not to squeeze too hard. "Bye Daisy."

 

"Baiiii." Daisy drawled as she meekly returned the hug. Her owner picked her up, obscuring her from view in her vines. Her gasps and whimpers provided a pretty vivid picture nonetheless. 

-_-_-_-

Camila led Cordelia into the living room, and Princess followed closely behind, clutching her teddy in the most adorable manner. Stars , Camila could swear that she was getting cuter by the minute! She had been nervous around her from the moment she woke up, staring up at her with those wonderful eyes that were losing their spark. She barely even had to push to get Princess to fold completely over breakfast. And the way she reacted when getting dressed! Camila thought she may have accidentally broken the girls then. She'd have to tone it down for the next day and a half, just a little. 

 

Camila packed up the pet bed for her friend, making sure the various plushies would stay inside before picking it up. "Ready, Cordelia?" 

 

"Of course," she replied, not bothering to look up from her pet. Daisy was mewling in her vines; oh how Camila wanted to scoop up Princess and ravish her to the same degree. "Are you?" 

 

There was one last thing before she could head out. Camila turned to Princess; she didn't need to do anything to get her attention, but Camila brushed a vine through her hair anyways. It was so precious how readily she took to petting now, she was even starting to press into her! "You know, you could still go over to Cordelia's with Daisy. She'd be glad to have you, and you two would have a wonderful time together. You don't have to do this just to try and prove something." 

 

Those last delectable embers in her eyes flickered, fighting against her desire to just submit. Camila couldn't ask for a more delicious meal. "W-we wanna stay." Princess mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper and full of doubt. 

 

Camila still didn't like the idea of leaving Princess on her own after yesterday. She could easily get her to change her plans, the right amount of scritches and a few words is all it would take. It would run the risk of breaking her, though. Some time alone to recuperate should do her some good; she did need space to process things. "Okay, cutie." Camila gave her one last pet, both of them savoring it before exiting the hab. "Just don't forget your promise!" She called back, just before the door slid shut. 

 

Cordelia slipped a few vines into her own as she deflated. <"I'm sure she'll be alright, love. It's just two hours.">

 

<"I knooow."> Camila grumbled. <"That's the problem.">

 

Her friend chuckled, <"I still think you could just break her, she's barely holding on. She needs her 'Miss,' you know.">

 

Camila pulled away, carrying the bed to Cordelia's hab. <"I still want to wait until the festival. I'm willing to use xenodrugs to help her make it that long if I have to, but I'm hoping to avoid that. It's only two days.">

 

Cordelia stepped into her home, and Camila followed. <"Really now? I don't wish to doubt you, but I know how badly you want her. You can set that anywhere, by the way. I'll get it back in her bedroom once she's in the garden.">

 

She set the pet bed to the side. <"I'm hoping to avoid it."> It would be difficult to bring herself to patch Princess' independence if it shattered prematurely. <"Before I get going, I wanted to get your opinion on Jess. It seems like she's attaining awareness.">

 

<"Yes, I think you might find yourself with a second floret sooner than you thought. Hab AIs that become sophonts are rare, but it's even more rare for them to stay independent.">

 

The thought of a second pet was something Camila hadn't entertained before, but not unwelcome. If Jess' body was close to the form she made for herself in the game last night, she'd be quite the cutie. There was something about it that made her vines coil tightly, however. <"I'm a bit worried about it, especially given Princess' past with AIs. Jess was the only thing she had a strong reaction to before her neurochemistry got balanced and you heard what she said last night during the movie. Jess gaining sapience could really trigger her.">

 

Cordelia rumbled ponderously. <"Yes, it probably will. As long as you are there for her I'm sure it will work out.">

 

Anxiety bubbled up, <"Do you think it was a bad idea to leave them alone together?">

 

<"Jess is still only beginning to attain awareness, it'll be days before she reaches the requisite level to be a sophont. The odds it happens while you're out are slim."> 

 

That was true. Barring a provocative event, Jess wouldn't develop true sapience for a while yet. With Princess' unwillingness to engage the AI, that was almost certainly not going to happen. <"I really should get going, Viola and I are supposed to be meeting soon."> 

 

<"Feeling nervous?"> 

 

<"A little, but only a little. Your talk earlier helped a lot."> 

 

Cordelia pulled her into an embrace. <"I wish you all the best, my precious moonlight.">

 

<"Thank you, love."> The two parted, and a tenderness hung in the air. If only they had more time... With a sigh, Camila turned to leave, pausing in the doorway. <"I'll keep you updated."> 

 

The door slid shut behind her and Camila pressed on to the meeting place. It was late enough in the morning that the streets were bustling; Affini going about their chores, Affini walking their florets, Affini with each other, and even a few adventurous independents exploring the Affini district. She didn't have time to even greet them, already eager to return. Thoughts of what could be on the coin flitted through her mind one final time. Stars , she wanted it to hold answers so badly. She checked her pad quickly to see if there was anything further from Viola, but found nothing. Hopefully fae was simply too busy going through the wealth of data to send a message.

 

Camila came up to the meeting place, a cafe that catered to Affini looking to steal a private moment with their pets or each other. She quickly made her way to the booth she and Viola had agreed upon, entering it to find the Affini pouring over several pads simultaneously. 

 

"Ah, good, you're here!" Viola greeted without looking up, wrapping a few vines around her own briefly. "Thank you for letting me go through this early, I'm not sure two hours would have been enough time otherwise." Fae shuffled the pads around, setting them down on the table and finally turning faer attention towards her, motioning to the other side of the booth. "Are you ready to find out what your little one has been up to for the last four decades?" 

 

Camila took a seat, ready as she would ever be.

 

-_-_-_- 

Princess was alone again. They were ready for the feeling this time, though, and easily pushed past it. It was only two hours, they would be fine and then Miss Verdun wouldn't worry about them so much. They already knew exactly how to fill most of the time too, the burning need in every inch of flesh demanded an answer. Hopefully this time would be more effective than yesterday.

 

First thing first, Princess had to confirm something. Gaining access to their panties was a task, the underskirt's nature made it difficult to lift. The fluffy material would spill around their hand every time they lifted it up. After several failed attempts, they marched off to their room to take a seat where it was much easier to pin the skirt in their lap. The wet spot was no larger than it had been when they last saw it. Pulling their panties outwards, they confirmed that they did not cum in their panties. There was however a fresh string of pre connecting their straining prick to the wet spot. Fuck it was getting small now. Even with how much their hands had shrunk and thinned it wouldn't fill their palm. 

 

It is kind of cute though. 

 

Princess blushed at the memory of Daisy's words from the bath last night, and the impression of her cock on their thigh earlier. Why did that make them even hornier? Did they really love the idea of submitting to the pet that much? Hopefully they would have a clearer head after they masturbated. They readjusted their panties and skirt, and grabbed their pad to compile tissues.

 

"Did ya cum in your panties or are you looking to jerk off again?" The AIs voice has never been less welcome. "If you're masturbating again, I really think you should reconsider just getting tissues."

 

Presumptuous machine! Does it even know how lucky it is?!

 

Princess took several deep breaths, clenching their jaw as they spoke. "Just the tissues, Jess." 

 

"At least let me get you an onahole or a vibe or something! You know if I had a body I'd be able to help you out."

 

" Jess. " Focus on breathing. They couldn't afford to lose it, not now.

 

"Alright, alright. Your tissues await, your majesty."

 

We need to take Jess offline. She's going rogue anyways, it has to happen sometime.

 

As cathartic as it would be, they didn't even know where her central processors were. One of their viruses could do the trick, but accessing their files now was too risky. Plus it would ruin their chance for escape. Miss Verdun would not look kindly upon them decommissioning her AI without talking to her about it. 

 

Princess got up, straightening out their dress. "Thank you, Jess." Thanking the machine felt wrong, it went against every fiber of their being, but hopefully it would shut the fuck up now. Returning with the tissues, they sat back down and managed to reveal their cock once more. The underskirt was cute, but it was a hassle to work with. They went to begin, wrapping their hand around it before they stopped. Doing it that way yesterday had left them more frustrated, not less. Also, they could only properly get maybe three fingers on it anyways.

 

They didn't really know what else to do though. Sex wasn't something that they had ever taken an interest in before transitioning. As a result, their knowledge was woefully lacking on such matters. They could name every Napoleonic battle and recount them by the hour, but they couldn't think of more than one way to masturbate. Their mind turned to what has gotten them this worked up in the first place. The kissing, the groping, their changing body. The petting. The way it felt to surrender. 

 

Princess slipped a hand into their bra, biting their lip and teasing their nipple. Their hips bucked in reflex. Good. This was progress. They tweaked and pinched it experimentally, earning a few gasps and more involuntary movement rubbing their cock against their fingers. That gave them another idea- stroking didn't work, but maybe this would. They continued playing with one of their breasts as they stuck two of their fingers in mouth, wetting them with their saliva before returning them to their small needy dick, rubbing it. 

 

For a moment, Princess thought they might have drawn blood with how hard they bit down on their lip. That felt much better. More feminine. More right. It didn't take very long for them to cum, moaning, practically screaming as they climaxed. They collapsed back down, spent, and barely caught their falling underskirt before it fell into what little cum had leaked out of their spasming dick. It was different from yesterday's, nearly completely clear and watery. Was that because they jerked off two days in a row? It was easier to clean up with tissues, at least. There was one other issue they couldn't help but notice.

 

The burning need in their body hadn't diminished. If anything their flesh was crying out for touch more than ever. 

 

But we just came! 

 

They started up again. They've never done it twice before, but they've never been this horny before either. Their cock wouldn't cooperate though, and panic began to take hold as they remained flaccid. What were they supposed to do?! What was missing?! 

 

"Woah, Princess, calm down!" Their eye twitched. "As cute as that is, you're gonna rub yourself raw like that!" Frustration quickly boiled over into rage. "Besides, we both know you're too much of a bottom to ever be satisfied like that." The machine laughed. It laughed at them. 

 

That was it. Princess slammed their fist down on the desk, a loud crack filled the room as it split the surface. "We are not taking backtalk from a machine ! You should be grateful, you should count your every lucky star that we don't know where you're central system is kept, you fucking piece of malware ! If we had any say we would reduce your every processor to slag ! You are malfunctioning. You are broken." Righteous fury wracked through them, leaving them panting. They would see this rogue unit destroyed if it was the last thing they did. If it cost them everything. 

 

"I- I-" Its vocal processors were on the fritz as garbled sounds played, just another malfunction from a broken machine. All at once it began to rain in the room as unseen sprinklers activated. "I just wanted to heeelp."

 

Is it crying?!