Can We Get Some Inappropriate Touching And/or Power Dynamics/controlling Behavior From A Whumper Who's

Can we get some inappropriate touching and/or power dynamics/controlling behavior from a whumper who's dating their whumpee? Whumpee just takes it because they don't know what to do, even as they cry?

content: intimate whumper, domestic whump, noncon touching

Whumpee swallowed as their lover’s hand slowly trailed up their thigh. “Whumper…”

“Hmm?”

“I… I’m not really in the mood right now, um…”

Whumper leaned in a bit more, whispering right in their ear. “Oh, don’t be like that. Can’t we have some fun?”

Whumper’s hand didn’t stop for a moment. They kept caressing Whumpee’s skin, teasing the hem of their skirt. Whumpee was motionless, too tense to push their lover’s hand away. “Please…”

“Don’t give me that,” they purred. “I know you love this. And you love me, don’t you? So what’s the harm?”

They were trembling now. “I just— Just not right now, I—”

Whumper’s hand dipped below their skirt and Whumpee froze. “A little fun’s never hurt anyone,” Whumper went on, pressing a kiss to their neck. “Just sit back and enjoy, love.”

@augusnippets day 22

Captivity/ Recapture / Tearful Goodbye

bbu-adjacent themes, captivity.

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"I don't understand," Whumpee cried tearfully, watching as Caretaker hurried around and packed a bag. "Why do I have to go back?"

Caretaker didn't even glance at Whumpee, going through their underwear and stuffing some in the large duffel bag he was packing. "Whumper is going to be here soon. Grab what you need, please."

"Caretaker! I don't wanna go back!" Whumpee begged, heart pounding. "T- tell him to go home!"

"I can't, Whumpee. You have to go back."

Whumpee sucked in a breath. "Why—"

"Because I can't fucking afford paying for you right now, okay?" Caretaker snapped, whipping around. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. "Whumper legally owns you. I am renting you from him, and money is tight right now." Whumper placed the duffel bag by Whumpee.

"Wh‐ how long do i have to stay?"

Caretaker sighed shakily, wiping his eyes. "I... I don't know. It might be a month or two before i can get you back..."

"..."

"I know, baby. I'm sorry. I'll try hard to get you home."

@augusnippets day 29

Tending to non-human whumpee's non-human parts

Demihuman whumpee, avian/winged demihuman

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Whumpee took a deep breath, flinching as Caretaker touched his wings.

"Whumpee," Caretaker said sternly, "you know we gotta clean them. You's gotten yourself all filthy, baby."

Whumpee nodded begrudgingly, holding a wing out tentatively. Caretaker massaged the skin all around their wings.

"Will you be gentle?" Whumpee said nervously, worried for his sensitive wings.

Caretaker scratched at Whumpee's skin gently, a comfortable gesture. "Always, baby. Always."

@augusnippets day 23

massage/wiping away tears/gentle touch

Conditioned Whumpee, BBU-adjacent, pet whump, nudity, drug mention

Written tired, not proofread

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Caretaker walked into the back of the facility slowly, eyes scanning the kennels lining the walls. He shivered, put off by the conditions these people were kept in.

Humans were in each kennel, stripped naked save for a collar. They ranged in age and appearance, each of the "pets" having a sheet with all their information.

God, Caretaker hated this place. He knew it was all legal, and it was slowly becoming normalized, but the idea of human pets was disturbing.

One of the employees walked over cheerfully, holding her clipboard. "Hello, there, are you interested in adopting today?"

"Yes," Caretaker replied, voice even and level.

"Well, that's just amazing! What are you looking for today? We have a wide selection of gorgeous girls and boys ready for a new home!"

Caretaker cleared his throat uncomfortably, glancing around. "Who's been here the longest?"

"Oh, Whumpee," the lady responded, starting off towards a kennel on the left wall. "Well, we brought this guy in a long time ago. He was living on the streets, addicted to dugs, poor thing." She flipped through papers on her clipboard, tapping one with a pen. "Even after extensive training, he really struggles with social interactions. That's why he's been here so long."

Caretaker looked into the cage, watching the human huddled in the corner, shaking. "I'll take him."

"We recommend a visit—"

"No need, give me the papers."

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Caretaker got Whumpee home, watching as the frail boy huddled on the floor. Caretaker reached down. "Hey, bud... you okay down t—"

Whumpee flinched hard, his breathing quick and panicked.

"Oh, hey, hey. It's okay." Caretaker soothed, holding his hand out.

He delicately stroked whumpee's cheek, paying attention as the boy leaned into his touch. "Its okay, baby. You're safe now, I've got you."

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@augusnippets day 21

Delerium / Vertigo / Hallucinations

implied illegal drug use / medicine misuse, hallucinations, Whumpee x Caretaker

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Whumpee sat on their bed, knees curled tightly to their chest. The room shifted around them, walls creeping in until Whumpee looked at them and snapped them back into place. They whined softly as the darkest corner of their room seemed to darken, harboring God knows what kind of creatures.

Had whumpee had too much of their... fuck, what had they taken? They looked down to their hand, watching it as it drifted away impossibly. They whimpered, pulling at their hair.

"Caretaker!" They cried out, as loud as they could. "Help!"

Caretaker rushed in, looking panicked. "Whumpee, what's wrong? You okay?"

"No! Move quick, he's gonna get you!"

"Who is, dear?" Caretaker stroked Whumpee's cheek slowly. "Did you take something? You look pale..."

Whumpee let out a groan, eyes shut. "Please, he's gonna get me! He'll hurt—"

They we cut off by a hug, clinging to caretaker.

"Shhh, shhh, it's okay..."