It’s my fifth day at the St Sade cunt adoption center,a home for all the poor obedient petgirls who’ve lost their owners and need to find a new forever home. The pets here are all very well trained but many have had bad experiences that left them timid or crippled. I was one of those petgirls. Other pups and kitties would see the men approaching their cages and run up to bars meowing and yapping till their potential owners were finished looking, but not me. Occasionally A man would walk up to my cage and push his hand through the bars to pet me, but due to my nature, I’d usually just hide in the corner of my cage when someone approached it. It wasn’t that I didn’t want an owner, (in fact I wanted an owner more than anything else in the whole wide world), but I was so worried about making a good impression that I usually ended up making no impression at all. It looked to be another sad and lonely day alone with nothing but a doggy bed and a bowl of water to keep me company, but my ears naturally perked up when the door to my cage was opened and a group of men stepped in. I summoned my inner courage and greeted the strange men with a single quivering bark. Maybe today is the day I can get adopted.

(OOC: Looking to Roleplay a scenario based around the petgirl being treated (by Maledom Empire standards) extremely kindly by her owner. Think of the attitude one has towards a traumatized shelter dog that just needs to learn to love again and apply that to my character. You always know what’s best for me even when my tiny puppy girl brain thinks otherwise)

Link to my character here