AHHH I Have Had 3 Ppl In The Last Few Days "spam" Like Me And I LOVE IT Hehe It Always Brightens My Day

AHHH i have had 3 ppl in the last few days "spam" like me and i LOVE IT hehe it always brightens my day <3

@augusnippets day 8

Bonus prompt- Whumpee wearing Caretaker's clothes

Demihuman Whumpee (canine), past capture, institutionalized/legal slavery of demihumans, lady whump mentioned, physical abuse mentioned, mostly just fluff though :D

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Caretaker sat alone in their living room, sipping on some stew they had made earlier. They heard Whumpee's scufflings in the next room, but left them to their own devices.

Whumpee was... odd, to say the least. They were just beginning to learn which of their old owner's "rules" that they were allowed to break. The demihuman tested boundaries carefully, like they were nervous for a punishment if they sat on any furniture.

Once they learned they were allowed to sit where they liked, however, they took up a habit of napping on the coffee table. Caretaker would never reprimand them for this, though. The more freedom Whumpee felt, the happier they seemed.

The poor thing's old owner was a cruel excuse for a woman. She never let Whumpee wear clothes past a pair of boxers, she made them act like an animal for her, and even went as far as to whip them if they weren't to her precise standard. Whumpee was a kind of dog-human hybrid, yes, but nobody deserved to be treated that way. Caretaker wouldn't even treat a dog like that!

Caretaker stamped out any thoughts of her— they hated to dwell on things, especially Whumper.

Caretaker noticed that Whumpee had gone silent. They quickly got to their feet and started towards the bedroom. "Whumpee?" they called.

When Caretaker opened the door, Whumpee was scrambling to hide, choosing to duck behind the bed.

"Whumpee? Love, you can come out. It's okay," Caretaker said calmly, stepping into the room. "Can you tell me why you're hiding? Are you doing something you think you aren't supposed to?"

Whumpee let out an ashamed whine and was still for a moment. Suddenly, they leaped up onto the bed where Caretaker could see them.

The demihuman was looking away in shame, and their ears drooped pathetically. They were dressed in a big white sweater that was entirely too big and a pair of shorts that they were struggling to hold up. Whumpee ducked their head. "I– I didn't know you were coming in... I'm sorry, I'll take them off–"

They were cut off as Caretaker tackled them in a hug, squeezing them closer. "Whumpee," they exclaimed, "you're wearing clothes! I'm so proud of you, love!" Caretaker ruffled Whumpee's hair encouragingly.

Whumpee, taken aback, hugged Caretaker. "I'm... allowed to?"

"Yes, yes! Of course, love. Though... we should probably get you some clothes that fit you a little better."

Whumpee nodded, sinking their head into Caretaker's chest. "Thank you... these are so comfy..."

Whumper is a therapist, and uses the therapy sessions to weed out potential whumpees they can kidnap, train/condition, and sell to other whumpers.

The conditioning starts during the therapy sessions, helping that angry whumpee channel through violence so they can become a living weapon.

The patient who feels like they’re not enough starts being told to have hookups and buy sexier clothes so they can become someone’s bedroom partner.

That patient who’s chronically stressed and burnt out is the easiest to condition, and gets sold as a pet fairly quickly.

Does anyone notice how all these missing people have the same therapist?

Do the whumpees ask to go back to their therapist? Do they continue to see their patients after they’re sold to help keep them conditioned?

How much is Whumper charging their patients? How much to they charge the other whumpers?

@demetercabingreen-thumb

@augusnippets day 17

Forgiveness / Grace / Resolving a misunderstanding

Captivity, intimate whumper, past + future abuse, pet whump, carewhumping

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Whumpee had had a rough night. Whumper had taken them to some party where they'd been played with, manhandled, and beaten by Whumper's friends all night. Whumpee's body was all kinds of battered and hurt— he'd never gone through so much in one night.

Whumpee had just woken up, checking the clock Whumper provided for them in the basement and— fuck, he was up late!

Whumpee went to get to his knees, groaning in pain.

"Whumpee."

He yelped at the sound of Whumper's voice. "Whumper! Please, I- I'm sorry for being up late, I–"

"Shh, shh," Whumper soothed, lifting Whumpee up bridal style. "Oh, you look so sore... my poor pet." He pouted, shaking his head.

"H- huh? Aren't you mad?" Whumpee asked sheepishly.

"No, no. This is your first one of these, right?" Whumper headed up the stairs, carrying Whumpee effortlessly. "You went through a lot last night, and you took it like a champ. I'm proud of you, babydoll."

They reached the top of the stairs, and Whumper headed for his bedroom. Whumpee cleared his throat. "Uhm, t- thanks?"

Whumper's bedroom was a neat, cozy space. He had seemingly added a dog bed to one corner, with blankets and stuffed animals.

"You are allowed three days to rest up, pet. I understand you got pretty tuckered out." He placed Whumpee in the bed gently, clipping his collar to a chain on the wall.

"Now, dear, is anything broken?"

@augusnippets day 20

Homemade meal / Quenched thirst / Favorite treat

Past captivity, mostly just fluff

tried to do a dialogue-centered snippet :)

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Whumpee sniffed the air, his mouth watering. Caretaker was cooking, and it smelled great.

He carefully ventured into the kitchen, kneeling at Caretaker's feet. "Sir?" He murmured shyly.

"Yes, dear? And remember— you can just call me Caretaker."

"Your food smells very good. What will I be eating?"

"Stir fry— same as me."

"Wait, what? But... what did i do? I mean, how do I deserve this?"

"What else would you eat, love?"

Water and bread— maybe milk if you thought i deserved a treat."

"Mmmh, so that's why you're so malnourished. Whumper was not feeding you well."

"..."

"No need to worry— i have plenty of meat and veggies here..."

"But why?"

"Because you're human, Whumpee. And you need to eat like one."

starting augusnippets day 11 right now, i was really drunk last night and didn't have time to start it