May 10, 2025
Anyone have any ideas for Pretty Whumpee and or Carewhumper?
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Anyone have any ideas for Pretty Whumpee and or Carewhumper?
Pretty whumpee gets pretty
There are no tw except the usual ownership/sub dynamic. Nothing sexual, of course. Enjoy!
Prev.
Carewhumper smiled, walking whumpee into a store of somesort. Carewhumper promised a surprise, so whumpee was naturally curious and excited.
Carewhumper had started a conversation with a cheerful woman, who seemed to run the store. Pretty whumpee wasn't exactly paying attention, and Carewhumper didn't seem to mind, anyways.
Pretty whumpee hid behind their owner, while waiting for the two people to finish talking. They were growing antsy, their mind swirling with confusion. A bit of shy excitement poked through the corners of their mouth, though.
"Well that settles it then, right whumpee?" Carewhumper asked, smiling. Pretty whumpee just cocked their head, regretting not listening. Pretty whumpee watched as their leash was handed over to the woman.
They immediately started to paw at Carewhumper, who simply just patted them on the head. With a gentle shove, Carewhumper looked at their phone and walked away. Pretty whumpee felt tears start to well up. Where were they? Why was their owner leaving? What was going to happen to them?
That excited curiousity they once had was gone, all but fear was left. Pretty whumpee looked up at the woman, who immediately smiled and pet them. Coiling away from her, whumpee whined softly, looking at the door Carewhumper walked through to exit the building.
"Hello there, whumpee." Said the nice woman, leaning down.
"I'm here to take care of you, okay?" Pretty whumpee gulped, nerves tensing. They eventually nodded. The woman flashed a smile and led them to a chair. It was very plush dark leather, with a little silver bar for their feet. The woman motioned for whumpee to sit, and they did, very hesitantly.
She had unclipped their leash, setting it aside. Immediately, whumpee's thoughts of escape flashed through their brain. Eyes darting to the door, they started to stare through the glass to look for Carewhumper. Carewhumper was no where to be seen. Shaking their head to clear the thoughts, they cautiously took a seat. This is what Carewhumper wanted. Right?
Once whumpee was sitting, she spinned the chair around, to face whumpee towards a large mirror. Pretty whumpee growled under their breath, not expecting the spinning. Pretty whumpee gasped at their appearance. They didn't get to see it very often. It was odd?
Were they always this skinny? Was their face always this bony? Was their hair always this thin? Shaking a bit, they tore their eyes away from their shriveled reflection.
"Hey, this can be, uh, stressful. I have to admit I've never done this to a pet before, so uhm, yeah. Just bear with me, I guess?" The woman laughed nervously. Pretty whumpee tilted their head, confused. They stared at her through the mirror, watching her every move.
They could see her tense up, watching through cautious eyes. She started to.... Play with their hair? Soon, all the brushes and combs came out. More than whumpee had ever seen. There was also a hair dryer and a curling iron.
Pretty whumpee flinched when she started to play around their hair, hands digging into the seat. Seeming pleased with the tussling, she whipped out a covering of sorts. Pushing whumpee softly against the seat, they panicked as she drapped the covering over them.
Their eyes said it all, and she noticed. Oh how she noticed. Biting her lip, she thought for a moment.
"Whumpee, uh, don't worry, ok? You don't have to worry. It's, it's ok." She said. Pretty whumpee picked up on her strained voice, her close-knit eyebrows, and her worried expression. They gave a chuckle, being just as nervous as she was. Finally, they gathered the courage to speak.
"What are you doing?" Pretty whumpee asked, fidgeting under the cloak. Their hands were aching, having been pinched and pulled out of nervousness.
"Oh! I- I'm doing your hair."
"My hair?" Pretty whumpee asked, confused beyond belief. Why? What?...why?
"Yes, Carewhumper wants it done. I, well, I've never worked on someone like you before. So I guess this is my first time. Did you not... Did you not know?" She asked, tensing.
"No. No, I didn't know. I guess I wasn't really sorta paying attention when you guys talked, or something..." They rambled.
"Well then, I'll be gentle, okay?" Pretty whumpee nodded, eyes still glued to her through the mirror. Walking away, they heard her working in the back on something. They weren't sure what, but it gave them time to soothe their nerves.
Looking around, whumpee could see magazines, rows of chairs, lots of little rolly tables, lots of mirrors and hair products galore. Pretty whumpee supposed they probably should have just looked around instead of panicking. However, this was still crazy nerve-wracking.
She came back soon enough, rolling a mini table with her. They watched as she snapped on some pink-tinted gloves. She dug out a paintbrush of sorts. It was odd. It was bristley.
"I'm going to bleach your hair now, okay?" She piped up, whipping the solution in her mini bowl. What was bleaching hair going to do? Would it make them shiny? They didn't know but they started to release their grip on the chair and settle for a bit.
Pretty whumpee watched in amazement, as she applied white paste to their ends. It was fun to watch themself in the mirror, considering they hadn't seen their face in years, even if it was... Not what they expected.
However, it wasn't until she started to dab the roots that it started burning. Clenching their teeth, they once again gripped the chair, almost lurching forward. The funny fumes started to make them dizzy. Their eyes started to sting.
"Woah, woah there. Stay steady. It's-it's normal, okay? Just hang in there." She said, steadying them back into a sitting position. She nervously bit her lip, anxious.
Pretty whumpee's head started to spin, the itchy burning not ceasing. They reached up to scratch, but, she stopped them. She lowered their hands.
"Please, it's almost over. Your hair's pretty light. Just hang on." She said, trying to encourage them. Leaning back, they pinched their hand so hard, a nail-shapped imprint was left in their palm. After an eternity, she spoke.
"Okay... Okay, you're good. We'll go and wash it out now. You did good." She said, attempting to stand them up. They wobbled out of the chair, awkwardly stepping around the feet bar. Tear started to leak down their cheeks. This was too much.
"Worst is over now, alright?" She praised them, leading them to a separate room within the building. It was a mere few feet away, but each step felt like an eternity with their hair on fire.
Sliding the door open, they looked as she pointed to an odd looking relaxing chair with a basin. Guiding their head against the wash basin, the chair slid forward. Their eyes flashed open, breathing stopped.
"It's ok! It's ok. Just the chair. I'm going to rinse your hair now. Let's get that bleach out." She said, smiling, a little more comfortable.
Sitting there frozen, the woman turned on the water. Pretty whumpee flinched as they felt cold water run through their hair. It was soothing, her hands massaging their scalp. It wasn't irritating it, it was calming it. This was... Nice.
With all the bleach out, she stepped away. They finally opened their eyes. Before long, she came back with product for their hair. Rubbing it in, she massaged them once more. This time it burned in a cool way, freezing almost.
"Supposed to be cooling. Menthol, works great." She said over the running tap. They nodded and gritted their teeth, hard. It was super uncomfortable. But... They'd rather have cooling than burning.
The cooling bothered them beyond belief, irritated that their head was going through so much. Pretty whumpee sucked in their breath as she once more turned on the water. It finally was rinsed out.
The warm water she used was blissful, soothing their nerves, and their scalp. They hadn't noticed just how much time had passed, it was only until they started to drift off to sleep that they shook awake and wondered.
Lifting their head with her hands, she placed a warm towel under their head and wrapped their hair into it. Their heart blossomed with a tingling peaceful feeling.
They sighed happily, savoring every bit of the towel. It was a small bit disappointing when they could feel the towel grow cold. Frowning, they wished they could have another.
"Okay, whumpee. Time to dye your hair." She said, helping them up. Dying their hair? What? They prayed and prayed it wouldn't sting or burn or itch.
Pretty whumpee nervously followed her back to the chair, feeling the cape swish around as they moved.
Before long, she had started painting their hair. It was cooling, however, it was not terrible. They patiently waited until they saw every inch of their hair was thickly coated in pastel pink. She rubbed in the dye, until every single part was cool with dye.
They shuffled around their seat, their bottom growing increasingly agitated with the uncomfortable seat. They ground their teeth a bit in discomfort.
"We're going to let that sit for about, uh, let's see.... Ah, 30 minutes, okay whumpee?" She said, watching them nod. Pretty whumpee smile dimmed as she walked away. This 30 huge minutes took practically ages.
Playing witht their fingers, they were bored. Spinning around back and forth, they shifted the chair around. Pretty whumpee sighed, this was taking *forever*.
After what felt like an absolute terrible waiting period, she finally came back to check on their hair.
"Lookin' pretty ok, whumpee. Let's get you back to the wash basin to get that dye out." She said, smiling.
It felt like a breeze, the hard part of waiting and bleaching was finally done. *Finally!* They breathed a sigh of relief.
Once more, she washed their hair. It was pleasant and wonderful and happy. Finally done!
She wrapped their hair up, this time in a regular towel, and walked them over to the chair for a final time.
Pretty whumpee heard a loud buzzing of a hair dryer being started up. They smiled, until the heat radiating off of it started to burn a bit. They scowled, grumbling.
She used a few brushes before finishing. They looked in the mirror. It was.... Pink. That's for sure. Pretty whumpee didn't... Didn't actually like it. They wished their brown hair would come back... But if Carewhumper wanted this...
Speaking of, they watched as Carewhumper walked in, the jingling of the door alarm chirped. Pretty whumpee ran over, cape and all.
Carewhumper gave a soft oof before looking over whumpee.
"Don't you look stunning, my dear! I absolutely love your new look! Ugh I can't. Too cute!" Carewhumper said excitedly, snapping a photo. Pretty whumpee blushed. If it made them prettier and more likeable, then they'd happily do it again. They had mixed feelings as they stared at the mirror
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Doll. Pt 1.
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Prev.
Tw: cuss words. Anxiety attack.
Pretty whumpee scanned the room. *Nobody*. Even though Carewhumper specifically told whumpee that they were leaving, whumpee still wanted to make sure.
Satisfied with the silence, a mischievous smile crept onto their lips. Pretty whumpee slunk out from their small pet bed, around Carewhumper's bed, and set their sights on Carewhumper's vanity.
Pretty whumpee looked at the door more times than they could even remember, let alone count. *Perfect.* They were well and truly alone.
Pretty whumpee knew in the deepest level of their soul, this was *wrong*. But oh so *right*. Mustering all the courage they could, they slid onto the vanity's bench.
It was heaven. Plushest thing they have ever been on. It was fluffy and held them well. Curling their hands on the vanity, they inhaled a nerve wracking breath and dared themself to look in the mirror.
*Was that really them?* The pink hair Carewhumper wanted disgusted them. So.... They looked around at Carewhumper's makeup. *This*. *This would make them pretty again.*
Inhaling sharply, scanning the door, their troubled mind ordered their trembling hand forward, grabbing a tube of mascara. *Was this really worth doing?*... *Yes. Yes it absolutely motherfuckingly is.*
Their forehead broke into a bit of a sweat. They've been wanting to do this for an eternity. *They* would make them pretty again. Not Carewhumper. Not the school. *Them, and them alone.*
They closed their eyes and took a deep breath, finally deciding to do this. They rolled the tube open, watching the black mascara gloop out. Oops. Too much! To their never ending horror, it stained Carewhumper's bench.
*OH NO!! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING*. Pretty whumpee's blood ran cold. They panicked immediately. This is not good. This is not good. This is NOT good.
Pretty whumpee tried rubbing it out. That only made it worse. Dropping the mascara, it landed with a clunk. *NO*. It stained the desk. What were they going to do?? This is terrible. Terrible. Terrible.
Good god they *never* should have done this. Their breathing picked up rapidly, heart pouding. The overwhelming sense of dread filled their veins. It flooded their brain.
Trying to breathe, they somehow managed to roll up the tube and place it back as perfectly as possible. Through the tears and sweat and snot, they trembled all the way back to their pet bed. It rested just below Carewhumper's night stand.
There would be hell to pay. And they knew it. And so they sobbed relentlessly through the afternoon, sniffling so harshly it burned their nose.
Pretty whumpee goes shopping
Hello friends. Sorry it has been so long since I posted. I have to catch up on your own stories but wanted to post this
TW: mention of stealing, mention of tazer
Prev.
Carewhumper woke up rather grumpily, angry they caught a cold. Pink eye at that....and they were *very* pissed off.
"Whumpee!" Barked Carewhumper. Pretty whumpee immediately shot up and padded over to their owner. Uh oh. That... That didn't look good. Worse yet, whumpee just knew the recovery period would be a living hell.
"Ye-yes?" Pretty whumpee asked, nerves shaking their words.
"I guess I caught a cold. Heaven knows you gave me this *disgusting* illness..." Carewhumper trailed, eyes slitted with anger. Pretty whumpee saw their owner's left eye was completely red and swollen, and oozing strange goop. Taken aback by Carewhumper's words, they watched with careful eyes.
"Whumpee. Whumpee!" Carewhumper shouted, fingers snapping in their face. Pretty whumpee jolted in place, eyes wide. Admittedly... It was hard to not stare. They snuck in as many glances as they could, wanting to look at the mess in Carewhumper's eye for some odd, twisted reason.
"Whumpee, I need to send you out. To fetch some stuff. You need to make me better. Got that?" Carewhumper growled. Pretty whumpee nodded frantically.
The words set in. Send them out?? They've never been out. Not alone. Not for any reason. Their only memorable trip was to that strange place. That 'mall', or something. And that was *with* their owner.
Carewhumper busied to their desk, navigating a computer awkwardly. Pretty whumpee guessed that their owner's depth perception was skewed. As it turned out, it actually was. Carewhumper slowly started to print out several pages.
Carewhumper at last walked over and shoved the papers towards whumpee. Startled, whumpee grabbed at them, not wanting them to fall.
It was a list of tiny pictures. Of products. Of items? Oh... Going out meant buying these things.
Looking it over, fear started to drain the color from their face. This... This was too much. They, they couldn't do this. Nope nope nope.
Glaring, Carewhumper walked over to their night stand, the one whumpee wished to curl under. Their pet bed called to them, making them wish this whole ordeal never even was in the realm of possibilities.
It wasn't long until Carewhumper handed them a stack of paper bills. Carewhumper pointed at them and started to speak.
"This is money. You are to buy me these things. On the papers. Okay? You trade money for items. Just like at the bookstore. Alrighty?" Carewhumper eyed whumpee sketchily.
"Do *not* loose the money. It is the most valuable thing I own." Carewhumper said, guardedly. This struck whumpee sadly, their heart dripping with sadness. Carewhumper owned whumpee. Why wasn't whumpee the most important and valuable thing they owned?
Shaking their head, they cleared such treacherous thoughts from their mind. Carewhumper demanded nothing but the best. So... They were going to do this. Even if it scares them half to death.
Nodding, whumpee wasn't too confident, however they will do what is asked of them. Carewhumper spoke.
"You will get a ride, but it is your job to get these. If you so even forget that you're nothing but a worthless pet and escape... You will be very, very sorry. I have chipped you and you will regret ever leaving me, and I make myself as clear as can be. And do *not* buy anything but what I have asked. Now go get your martingale collar. Scoot." Carewhumper sneared, grumbling.
Pretty whumpee ground their teeth in nervousness. This was very high stakes. Hurrying along, they madly grabbed the first martingale they could find.
Pretty whumpee dashed back to Carewhumper, presenting their neck. They dreaded martingale collars. They hated the way the collar could choke them any minute. They hated the way Carewhumper could control them and lurch them back and forth over and over.
Gritting their teeth while Carewhumper secured it, they prepared for what came next. Right on cue, as soon as the snap clicked in place, bam. Carewhumper tugged, sending whumpee towards Carewhumper. Carewhumper laughed and pulled them closer.
Pretty whumpee's eyes went wide as they could feel the increasing pressure against their neck. Choking and gasping for air, they could feel their neck tingling and their throat burning. It was hell. And then... It wasn't. Carewhumper threw them to the ground. Pretty whumpee's eyes were swelling with tears.
Eyeing whumpee amusingly, Carewhumper helped whumpee to their feet, hugging them in a seemingly thoughtful, very tight, way. Sucking in their breath, they waited for Carewhumper to release them.
"Oh darling, do be careful. Now go, grab your pictures and head to the garage. I'm counting on you. And you alone." Carewhumper said, patting them on the head before softly scooting them along.
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Pretty whumpee arrived at the garage, anxiously rocking back and forth on their heels. Carewhumper had demanded they wear somewhat modest clothes. The sweater whumpee wore was making them feel very claustrophobic.
It was itchy, and they knew good and well that Carewhumper knew that too. Tugging on the neck of the sweater, they grumbled, silently complaining that it was too tight in all the wrong places. The shorts were no better...
Soon enough, a car pulled up, Carewhumper's personal ride. They nervously opened one of the doors, slinking inside.
"Hear you're head'in to the store, huh? You ever been out like this? Alone?" Asked the driver. Pretty whumpee eyed them, not knowing how to react. To be honest, whumpee hadn't ever even heard him talk.
"It's all good, hop on in." The driver said, peering through the rearview mirror, adjusting it. Pretty whumpee sucked in their breath, crawling to the floor of the car, right where Carewhumper wanted them.
The driver came out and closed the door, before starting the car. Pretty whumpee checked their papers and money. Yep, everything seemed to be there... They supposed. Wishing to everything almighty, they prayed they didn't drop a paper or piece of money.
And so they went, silent as can be. It was weighing heavily on whumpee. The nerves started seeping in like soap to a sponge. Their face paled, cheeks void of color. They started to breathe heavier, shaking starting to follow. Oh why couldn't they be there by now??
Pretty whumpee started to fidgit with the money, rubbing it over and over with their fingers. It felt funny. Smelt funny, too. It wasn't until whumpee realized, they had made a small rip... Oh no. Oh no. Oh *no*.
Pretty whumpee panicked, folding the money gently and placing it in their pocket. They hyperventilated. They broke the money. They broke it. They broke-
"We're here, at your stop. I'll be waiting." Said the driver, watching whumpee through the now open door. Pretty whumpee flashed their eyes to the man, gulping nervously. They nodded, face white as a ghost.
Walking out of the car, they felt their hands. The papers!!! This was all going so so so wrong so fast. Turning around, they glanced every which way, desperately looking for the driver.
"Gottcha covered." He said, appearing out of the crowd. Pretty whumpee inhaled so hard, they nearly bent the papers.
"Thank you!" They said, a little too loudly. Dipping his head in acknowledgement, they watched through teary eyes as he once more disappeared into the car lot. And there *were* a lot of cars.
Feeling the papers in their hand, they also repetitively ran their hands over their short pocket, feeling the wad of money. Breathing their first sigh of relief, they looked up.
The store had a large sign, with a word they couldn't read. They couldn't read anyways, Carewhumper considering it to be a waste.
Nodding to themself, they walked up to the doors, jumping back a bit when they opened automatically. This was scary.
Pretty whumpee looked around, watching what the other people and owners were doing. Seems they just walked through the doors.
Summoning the courage of a lifetime, they forced their feet forwards, a bit dazed at the thought of doing something so anti-owned. Their head swam as they mustered the ability to walk into the store.
Papers! Can't forget the papers. Ok. The papers were in their hand. They can do this. Walking around, they heard music. Strange-people music. It was impossibly loud in the store, it made them wince every now and again.
They glanced around for any pets. Finding one or two, they saw the usual sight. Leash attached to collar, with the leash in their owner's hand. Biting their lip, they realized they really were on their own.
Where the hell do they even start? This place was freaking huge. What?? Taking a deeper than normal breath, they found a sitting area. It was next to another weird counter, like the one in the 'bookstore'. Brushing that memory aside, they focused all their energy on the papers.
Every single time someone walked past, whumpee flashed their eyes up, afraid of a non-existent threat.
Pretty whumpee closed their eyes, breathing in slowly, and finally looking through the pages. Ok. The pictures obviously matched the products. But... Where were all the products? Pretty whumpee assumed it was best to start at one end.
Walking towards a section with fruit of all kinds, their mouth began to water, those luxuries all looked so wonderful. No! Must find the right products. They slowly walked into a section.
This was full of medicine of *every* single kind. It was wild. Well... Medicine is supposed to make you better right? Sick.... Medicine.... Yes.
Scanning the items, they flipped through the pages to find a matching color scheme. And soon, they found two products that were close enough to the colors. But where on earth were those things??
They saw someone nearby. Pretty whumpee watched carefully. Was this someone they could approach? They didn't know and at this point they didn't care.
Slowly making their way to the stranger, they carefully tapped their arm. The stranger eyed them suspiciously before ignoring them. Pretty whumpee tapped again.
"What??" The stranger snapped.
"So-sorry. Can you please help?"
"Help? You?" The stranger asked disgustedly.
"Yes... I can't find these items. Please can you help?"
"What are you a *pet*?" The stranger growled out. Pretty whumpee bit their lip and rubbed their pocket. Money was still there.
"Y... Yes. I am. I've never been in a store before." Pretty whumpee guiltely admitted.
"Hmm. I guess I could. For a fee." He said, smirking.
"A-a fee?" Pretty whumpee stuttered, trying their hardest not to panic.
"You know... Money?" He said, as if it were the most obvious thing im the world.
"I-I can't give you anything..." They slowly said, running their hands over their pockets, slowly backing away.
"Then I can't help." The stranger said, very rudely pushing past them in a hurry.
Pretty whumpee stood in shock, tears starting to stream down their cheeks. They didn't know what to do or where to go. This was impossible and scary.
The more they looked around, the bigger the store seemed. The harsher the lights got. The more claustrophobic the people became. And to top it all off, several people pushed them out of the way, trying to look down the isle where whumpee was.
The stranger came back, this time with people in neon yellow. With badges. And... Tazers??? What? Oh no.... This is *not* good. Not good at all.
It happened in a blur, they took whumpee by the arm and dragged them to the sitting area they saw earlier. Holding the papers as tightly as possible, they crinkled under their fingers. Pretty whumpee could hardly breathe, heart racing a mile a minute.
"Hey, calm down. We just need to ask you a few questions." The person in the vest said. Pretty whumpee nodded, gulping. Was their throat always this dry?
"Were you stealing? That man said you were. Where's your owner?" The person asked, making whumpee's skin flinch with every question.
"Uh... I uhm... You see..." Pretty whumpee didn't even know where to begin. They started to fidgit with the crinkled papers, eyes glued to the tazer.
The person eyed them suspiciously, leaning closer in their bubble. Pretty whumpee unknowningly slid farther and farther into their seat. Was it this hot when they got here? Their sweater itched. It was uncomfortable.
"Ok, let me see those papers." They said, whumpee not knowing what to do. They reluctantly handed the papers over. It took several minutes for the person to speak. Pretty whumpee spun their fingers around over and over in baited breath.
"Is this a list?" They finally asked. Pretty whumpee nodded silently, eyes wide from anxiety.
"Were you trying to buy these things?" They asked. Pretty whumpee nodded, squirming in their seat, trying to escape the person's piercing gaze.
"Ok." They said, watching whumpee. They soon turned and went to talk with some other people, papers still in hand. Pretty whumpee was really scared right now.
The person didn't come back, rather they handed the papers to a person in a red shirt, with a little button pin rectangle thing.
"Hey there." The new lady said. She had a smile on her face. It had seemed that the neon vests were no where in sight, nor the first angry person they first asked.
Pretty whumpee scanned her hands, desperately trying to find their papers. They smiled awkwardly, wondering what the best approach was.
"I'm going to help you today." She said sweetly. Pretty whumpee's mind screeched into confusion. They stared at her with wide, unblinking eyes.
"First off, do you have money? To buy these things?" She asked, tilting her head. She was patient while whumpee slowly reached in their pocket for the wadded up bills.
"Ok then, are you by yourself? They told me you were. Is that true?" Pretty whumpee nodded slowly, cautious.
"Alright, if you'll stand up, we'll get started." She said, smile widder than ever. Pretty whumpee slunk out of the chair to follow her, walking nervously behind her.
They watched as the grabbed a red cart, noticing it was the same color as her shirt. She must own the place. But... Every few people wore the exact same thing. So maybe she works here?
That helped them relax a tiny bit. She did seem nice. And she was going to help, hopefully. She quickly scanned the papers, nodding slowly. Mumbling something to herself, she immediately took whumpee's hand and placed it on the side of the cart.
Humming, she slowly started to push the cart, with whumpee cautiously tagging along. Pretty whumpee's hands started to pale from the pressure.
She went down the medicine isle, grabbing a few things. She smiled, watching whumpee. Throwing the items into the cart, whumpee breathed out the biggest sigh of relief. Relief flooded whumpee like a drug, especially when she went down the next isle.
After they had gotten into a rhythm of sorts, she checked to see if whumpee was following the cart every now and again. They marvelled at all the products. They even dared running their hands against a few out of place poducts.
Smooth and rough and shiny, these items were incredible. They smiled for the first time in a long time, watching the lady fill the cart. Slightly fidgiting, they worried they wouldn't have enough money to buy all these things. They just had to trust their owner. Silently pleading, they hoped it would be enough.
"Alrighty, we're about 95% of the way through this list, ok? How are you holding up?" She asked, slowing the cart. Pretty whumpee smiled and nodded.
She continued, pushing the cart and whumpee to the end of the isles. She smiled, throwing just two items into the cart.
"Ok, let's buy these things. Still got your money?" She asked kindly. They nodded. She was a godsend to whumpee. They could barely thank the heavens properly. This cart was full of things they couldn't even read. She saved them.
Soon, they reached an odd area of the store. Where people were standing by machines. She slowly skirted around that area and went to a line with a sort of conveyerbelt thingy. Once she started loading the items onto it, whumpee immediately helped.
She smiled, going to the other side of the conveyerbelt. Soon enough, all the items were on the belt.
Beep beep went the scanner. It was fun to see the items add up on her screen. They smiled when she bagged them. These bags were familiar at least. Their owner bought from this store apparently.
Soon, their cart was full of bagged items and she asked for their money. Handing her the wad, she counted and looked through the money (for some bizarre reason). She smiled and handed a bill back.
Chaching went the box, and a drawer popped out. It was funny. Watching her put the money in, she actually gave them coins back. One was tiny. Silver. They pocketed that coin in a separate pocket than the other coins and bill. A keepsake.
"Now hun, we're done. Thanks for stopping in. Does your owner drive? Are they in the parking lot?" She asked sweetly, voice laced with minor concern.
Pretty whumpee paled, not sure. Soon enough a larger man came by. Driver! That man was Driver! They pointed to him.
"Thank you thank you thank you for your help, miss. I couldn't have imagined doing this without you!" They loudly exclaimed. They pipped down as soon as Driver approached.
"Hey there whumpee, let's get you home to Carewhumper, heh?" He said, winking. He thanked her and whispered something to her. She nodded and left.
"Have fun, kid?" Driver asked whumpee. They nodded, cheeks redder than a tomato. She soon came back around, holding a candy bar. Pretty whumpee hummed a bit, assuming Driver wanted a snack.
To their surprise, after he gave her his own money, he handed it to whumpee. Pretty whumpee gasped loudly, eyes shinming. They immediately squeezed Driver. He put a finger to his lips, motioning a secret.
He smiled and pushed the cart to the sitting area. What once was traumatizing, now was amazing. They happily plopped in a seat.
"Can... Can I eat this??" They asked excitedly. He nodded before going to the cafe. He must've ordered a drink because he didn't come back for a bit.
They trembled, unwrapping it. They sniffed it harder than ever, savoring the smell. Putting it to their lips, they licked it. It was pure heaven. Absolutely mana from the gods. After a good ten minutes they finally, sadly, finished it. Licking their lips, they hadn't even notcied Driver come back.
"Good aye? Don't tell your owner." He said, grabbing his drink. He motioned for whumpee to follow, grabbing their trash.
Pretty whumpee smiled, holding onto the cart. It was a pleasant ride back, and soon enough, the groceries were brought into Carewhumper's presence.
Carewhumper hugged them as tight as can be, holding them close.
"Hello, dearest. Have fun?" Pretty whumpee nodded, happily holding their secret. Driver did the same. Carewhumper suddenly took the remaining change and bill from their pocket.
Pretty whumpee's face paled a bit, hoping they wouldn't find the small silver coin. And Carewhumper didn't. They hugged Carewhumper tightly in return.
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Carewhumper and Pretty whumpee apology
Thank you to everyone who voted! It was very close, however it's clear that fake apologies rule, so let's get into it! It is a long piece
(this turned into a more wholesome, truthful apology. Sorry)
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Pretty whumpee sniffled, staring at the wall. They shifted uncomfortably in their pet bed, not daring to wake up Carewhumper with their crying. Hand to mouth, they cried into their palm. Trembling, they slowly fell asleep with a pained heart, the pet bed wet with tears and snot.
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Blinking awake, whumpee winced. *Why was it so bright? Oh...* Carewhumper had thrown the curtains open. Carewhumper approached, bearing a huge smile.
"Rise and shine dear. Adventure awaits." Carewhumper said, far too loudly for whumpee's sensitive hearing. Pretty whumpee groaned internally, blinking at them.
"Well don't just sit there, stupid." Carewhumper said, snapping. Pretty whumpee jolted out of bed, the overwhelming tired feeling dragging them down.
"Go and fetch your fancy ribbon and collar." Carewhumper barked out, ordering whumpee. Pretty whumpee scrambled to fetch the matching set of fancy gear.
After about a minute, whumpee presented the fanciest of ribbons and matching collar to Carewhumper. Smiling, Carewhumper appeared pleased. Patting the bed, Carewhumper motioned for whumpee to join them.
Confused beyond belief, whumpee sighed internally. Whatever was happening *couldn't* be good. Fancy gear was meant only for parties and outings. Both terrifying due to the harsh nature of Carewhumper's drinking habits.
Slowly, whumpee climbed onto the soft down-filled comforter. Turning to face away from Carewhumper, they flipped the hair off their shoulders, presenting their long and luscious hair to Carewhumper. They knew the drill.
Carewhumper hummed, brushing their fingers through whumpee's hair. Pretty whumpee could feel each finger being rough with the knots and kinks in their hair. They winced, digging their nails against their palms to manage the pain. A sharp, pulling feeling errupting against their scalp as Carewhumper positioned their least favorite ribbon.
*Finally*... Whumpee thought. Pretty whumpee could hear a camera snap, the echoing flash noise bouncing around their mind. Rolling their eyes, they glared at the ground, grinding their teeth.
"Come 'ere." Carewhumper said, turning them 'round. Pretty whumpee plastered on a fake smile and lowered their head. Carewhumper went through the familiar motions of snapping the collar in place. Grimacing, whumpee sighed.
"Whumpee, my sweet, go and meet me by the front door." Carewhumper said, smile huge. Pushing whumpee's hair out of their eyes, whumpee looked up with a semi-terrified expression.
"Don't worry, darling." Carewhumper said, kissing their forehead. And with that, whumpee scrambled out of the bedroom and into the main hall.
*Shit...* Pretty whumpee scooted around, twiddling their thumbs. What laid in store for them this time? Their mind swirled with endless possibilities, ideas, and feelings.
Puttering around, they spun in a rather bored manner. They hadn't noticed Carewhumper until they heard some light clapping.
"Darling that was so pretty! Remind me to catch that on video later, ok?" Carewhumper said, taking whumpee's arm and twirling them manually. Pretty whumpee clenched their jaw, following through.
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Soon, they were settled in the car. Carewhumper had been in the back seat of a somewhat fashionable vehicle, with a driver of course. Whilst whumpee sat on the floor of the car.
Pretty whumpee heard the rumbling of the engine, longing to see out the window like a real pet. Instead, they were stuck with a short leash to keep them in place. Growling under their breath, they changed positions and sighed, head on Carewhumper's shoes.
Carewhumper reached down and pet their hair, only tugging to remind whumpee that they weren't allowed to sleep. Whumpee felt the car scoot along, clenching their teeth at every bump.
It had been a complicated process getting the car parked, having been to a more sketchy part of town. Opening the door wide, whumpee peered out; curious.
Pretty whumpee tilted their head in confusion. This wasn't a usual spot. This wasn't a fancy party building or a drinking building, rather this building had multiple automatic doors, dirty floors and strange music. Gum littered the sidewalk. And it was dirty.
Glancing up and Carewhumper, they saw Carewhumper had put on some fancy gloves. *Why were they here?* This place was no where near fancy.
"Welcome, my beautiful pet, to the *mall.*" Carewhumper growled out, forcing a smile. Carewhumper always made it very clear how they felt about things.
*The what? What's a mall?* Cocking their head, whumpee looked up at Carewhumper.
"Come on then, walk." Carewhumper stated, tugging them along. Pretty whumpee gulped, feeling their knees scrape against the rough sidewalk and on to the tiled floor, when they walked in.
Pretty whumpee gasped, looking around in awe. There were *so* many funny rooms filled with people and the occasional pet. The rooms each had different signs in bright words that whumpee couldn't read. The rooms were intriguing, having been filled to the brim with trinkets, boxes, and things.
Tugging their leash, Carewhumper guided them along to a strange machine. It was clear they were on a second floor. But the machine looked like... Stairs? But they moved? Just looking at it made whumpee dizzy. They started to stop, despite the pulling.
"Whumpee I don't have time for this. Get on the escalator." Carewhumper said, pointing. Pretty whumpee held their breath and got onto a step, uncomfortable, as the machine was much smaller than an elevator was.
Pretty whumpee grew quite nauseous and frightened as they swayed a bit. They finally saw the end approaching. However, it didn't just *stop*. It went *under* the machine somehow. Pretty whumpee pawed at Carewhumper, who pushed them off the escalator and onto the floor.
Breathing a sigh of relief, whumpee smiled. They didn't die! Carewhumper gently tugged them along, leading them far into the mall. Getting a bit winded, not having been walked in a while.
Finally, Carewhumper stopped, leading them into one of the funny rooms. Looking around, whumpee could see the entire store was filled with books. Shelf after shelf, they looked around in awe.
Carewhumper nodded politely at a fancy person wearing a badge. It had pins on it and they really liked the person's hair. It was bright red and cropped short. Pretty whumpee got a bit jealous, having their hair not even theirs, it was Carewhumper's.
Pretty whumpee's attention jolted, feeling a familiar tug. They supposed that Carewhumper had gotten the information they needed.
Pretty whumpee watched as they made it to a colorful part of the store. There were stuffies and shiny toys. There were books of all colors.
Carewhumper unleashed them. Pretty whumpee's mind screeched to a hault. What just happened?? Staring at Carewhumper, they felt awkward and unsafe.
Leaning down, Carewhumper pushed whumpee's hair out of their eyes.
"Go ahead and go to that book shelf. Find a book with pictures you like and then bring it to me. Whumpee...." They paused.
"Whumpee, I'm sorry. I should have listened to you." Pretty whumpee was floored. Stunned. Amazed. Confused?
They started to shake a bit. Carewhumper noticed this and kissed them on the forehead before scooting them along.
"Go on, take your time."
Even though they couldn't read, they must've looked through at least 25 different books. Fascinated, they reveled in this oh so human treat.
Books had pretty pictures, weird pictures, fancy pictures, photo pictures, sparkly pictures, so many pictures.
Sitting, whumpee grinned, fully enjoying this rare treat. Sighing blissfully, they picked up one more book.
Pretty whumpee had settled on an adorable book about a dragon. They loved this one. They flipped through it one more time before nodding. Even though they couldn't read, they could tell the story through the pictures. They loved it.
Running to Carewhumper, they handed the book to them. Carewhumper smiled, breifly looking through it.
"Great choice, lovey." Carewhumper said, pleased. Pretty whumpee wanted it back so bad. So so bad. But... They had to trust that Carewhumper would return it to them. The desire burned in them deeply, though.
Carewhumper clipped the leash on with a *click*, leading whumpee out of the fun part of the store. Every passing minute, their mind lusted for the book. Darting their eyes at the book, they mentally begged Carewhumper to hand it to them. They scowled when that didn't happen.
Carewhumper lead them to a corner of the book store and waited in line at a sort of counter. Beside the counter, whumpee could see pastries and desserts. Oh how their mouth watered.
Carewhumper looked at their pet, stepping up to the machine. Pretty whumpee was a little familiar with Carewhumper's sweet tooth, especially at restaurants. This time, Carewhumper ordered something new. Something odd.
"One pup cup, please." Carewhumper ordered, along with a pastry and a weird sounding drink. Carewhumper walked them over to a near-by table, securing their leash.
Carewhumper sat, petting their hair. Before long, a person in a funny dress came by and gave Carewhumper their food.
Smiling, Carewhumper handed something to whumpee. Blinking, they stared at it, all the more confused.
"Take it, it's good to eat." Carewhumper said with a wink. Pretty whumpee took it and looked at it with curious eyes. They licked it, the sweet sensation of cold and delicious filled their mouth. Was this a pup cup? Whatever it was, it was wonderful. They savored it, but before long they just scarfed it down.
Handing the small cup back up to Carewhumper, they licked their lips and grinned.
"It's called whip-cream, my dear." Carewhumper said, taking the cup. They pet whumpee, who desperately leaned against their touch.
Smiling, they slid the book down to pretty whumpee, who's heart was full...
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I'd love more promts with a carewhumper and a pretty whumpee♡ I know you like those tropes. I do to. Keep doing what you're doing.
Thank you for your ask! There is a companion piece.
- Pretty whumpee can take as long as they like showering, considering the water always runs ice cold. No wasting hot water on pets.
- Pretty whumpee is taken to Bath and Body Works, (as some people take their pets to Build a Bear) to watch Carewhumper pick out the perfect scent for their pretty whumpee.
- Pretty whumpee must have clean teeth regularly, so they revel in doing something so *human*, even if the water is cold.
- Pretty whumpee that actually loves feeling and being pretty. Perhaps they love when Carewhumper tries on new bows or ribbons in their long hair, murmuring about how *pretty* and *special* whumpee is.
- Pretty whumpee loving the feel of Carewhumper's makeup brushes against their blemish-free skin. They know most pets don't even get to clean themselves. In fact, they feel pretty darn lucky to be clean and doted upon.
- Pretty whumpee must sit *perfectly* still as their nail polish dries. Absolutely no excuses if it's chipped or smudged.
<Whumpee stared at the glitter nailpolish on their skinny fingers. They watched as the light caught every speck. Frowning, they flexed their fingers a bit to see how shimmery Carewhumper wanted them this time. They had to admit, that was quite the *choice*. Not that their opinion would ever get voiced. They sighed slightly, holding extremely still as to not smudge the fresh polish. It was quite boring, really.>
Companion piece link:
NON SEXUAL SHOWER SCENE Pretty whumpee watched as the mirror slowly started to fog with steam. Breathing in, they admitted it was quite nic
Companion piece to Pretty whumpee and Carewhumper Prompts
NON SEXUAL SHOWER SCENE
Pretty whumpee watched as the mirror slowly started to fog with steam. Breathing in, they admitted it was quite nice, being in a warm bathroom for once. They sat, smiling softly, feeling their lungs breathe in warm air.
They perked up as the sound of the shower curtain opened. Startled, they looked at the source of the sound. Carewhumper popped their head out.
"Hello darling, come close." Carewhumper said, motioning for the whumpee to scoot towards them. Pretty whumpee did, concern laced in their trimmed eyebrows.
"My dear, would you like to hop on in with me?" Whumpee cocked their head a bit, confused.
"I mean it, really. Hop on in."
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Pretty whumpee sat on the tiled floor of Carewhumper's private shower. They felt the heat of the water run down their face, and they smiled widely. This was the first time since captivity that they had experienced a warm shower, and it was pure bliss.
Closing their eyes, they heard the bathroom fan humming and the water pelting the sides of the shower. They felt the hot water run against their skin, flowing through their hair and down their body. It warmed them, both their heart and their cold hands.
The water was actually quite nice- not too hot and best of all, not cold in the slightest. They shivered in glee.
"Cold?" Carewhumper asked with concern, noticing their shaking. Pretty whumpee immediately shook their head, wishing nothing more than to spend an hour, *at least*, in the warm water. A big smile erupted on whumpee's face.
"You're so cute, whumpee." Carewhumper commented, picking up a small wash rag. It was pale pink, Carewhumper's favorite color. Carewhumper bent down and handed it to whumpee, curious.
Whumpee took it, eyes wide. Their hands started to shake. It was so soft, so clean, so amazing. To Carewhumper's surprise, whumpee placced it over the drain. Carewhumper watched their unusual behavior with amusement.
Whumpee soon picked it up and held it, smiling. It was clear the rag was soaked through. They handled it gently before squeezing it above their head and giggled.
"What are you doing, dear?" Carewhumper asked, stifling a chuckle.
"I dunno. It sure is fun, though. Gets a lot more hot water in my hair at once, I guess." Whumpee responded gleefully, putting the rag back over the drain.
"I guess." Carewhumper said with a smile. Carewhumper reached for a bottle of gel soap, labeled 'frosted daydreams'.
"Here, put this in your rag. Makes bubbles and smells delicious." Carewhumper handed them the purple bottle.
Whumpee took it, eyes widest Carewhumper had ever seen. Flipping the top open, whumpee poured some in their now-soaked rag. It smelled unbelievably amazing, so amazing that, whumpee stopped and put the rag up against their nose, sniffing harshly.
Whumpee was stuck with an unscented, basic bar of white soap to clean with on the daily. This enlightened their senses and delighted them beyond belief.
Carewhumper coaxed the rag from whumpee, much to their disappointment.
"Darling, it's best not to inhale these things." Carewhumper said, rinsing the soap from the rag. Whumpee frowned, feeling understandably devastated. Carewhumper noticed, sighing a bit. Pretty whumpee gave their best pleading eyes.
"Alright, alright. As long as you don't inhale it, you can have it back." Carewhumper said, slowly handing the rag back. Whumpee smiled widely, almost to the point of hurting.
"Thank you, Master." Pretty whumpee said with the hugest smile. Carewhumper smiled back, shaking their head slightly.
Whumpee repeated the process- rag on drain, flip soap top, and pour on rag. They smiled, placing the rag on the floor, by the drain this time.
Pretty whumpee swirled it around with their fingers, watching little bubbles escape the rag and float down the drain. They could do this for hours.
After about ten minutes of this, Carewhumper took the rag back. Whumpee's smile faltered a tiny bit. After all, things don't last forever. Despite this, whumpee still felt happy and loved inside.
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@rabbit-flaying (I hope it is ok that I tagged you, if not I will remove)
Pretty whumpee/Carewhumper- shiny fancy thingies
Tw: physical and emotional abuse.
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Carewhumper walked into their bedroom, calling out softly for whumpee. Pretty whumpee's ears perked up, getting up from the pet bed. It was nestled in a corner of the room, just under the nightstand.
"Come're whumpee, come on out." Pretty whumpee practically rushed out, eyes a bit heavy from their nap.
"That's a good pet." Carewhumper said, smiling. Pretty whumpee looked up at them in confusion, although happy to be wanted.
Carewhumper pet their hair and leaned down, handing a parcle to whumpee. It was wrapped in paper. Pretty paper? And a string? *What could it be?*
"Go on then, open it. Do mind the paper, I'm trying to keep it neat." Carewhumper requested, sitting on the bed. They looked down at whumpee, eyes bright. They reached over to the nightstand and grabbed their cup of morning coffee.
Looking back at whumpee, Carewhumper noticed that whumpee's hands were trembling as they touched the square of paper.
Leaning back and taking a sip of the beverage, they watched as whumpee fumbled around with the string. It took them a good solid five minutes to open the present, although few rips and tears went into the wrapping anyways. Carewhumper just chuckled, sighing happily.
Pretty whumpee stared at it. Eyes terribly wide, Carewhumper leaned down and looked at it with whumpee.
Pretty whumpee gasped once they realized it was a toy. Several toys. There were little colorful ponies. Wait! They had brushable hair, too? What shiny fancy thingies!
Pretty whumpee held the gift tightly to their chest, rushing up to Carewhumper. Carewhumper gave an 'oof' from the impact. Nearing tears, Carewhumper pried whumpee off of their body, thumping them to the floor.
Pretty whumpee looked up with confusion. *Ah* It would appear that whumpee had spilled Carewhumper's favorite hot coffee on them. Wincing, they slowly handed the toy back, and slunk into a stress position- kneeling whilst presenting their wirsts up, as if to be cuffed.
Carewhumper scoffed a bit, muttering under their breath. The only phrase whumpee caught was 'useless bitch'. Their heart sank, feeling their cheeks blush harshly.
Carewhumper stood and lowered whumpee's hands, making sure their face was visible. Tears lined poor whumpee's eyes, panic laced in their breathing. They looked up with a pitiful gaze, trying their best not to cry.
Not unexpectedly, Carewhumper delivered a softer than normal blow to the face. Grumbling, they stood up to their full height, towering above whumpee.
Pretty whumpee's eyes finally gave in as tears fully streamed down their burning cheek. Blinking to dispell the blow a bit, they flinched a bit as the pain sunk in.
"You can have these back once you get these sheets white as snow and the carpet clean enough to push your pretty face against. Got that?" Carewhumper barked out. Pretty whumpee nodded, sniffling softly.
They watched as Carewhumper set the dripping mug down on the nightstand and walked to the dresser. Carewhumper sat the toy in the first drawer and walked swiftly to the bathroom, in order to freshen up.
Pretty whumpee growled under their breath, annoyed at themself and the situation. Spitefully eyeing the dresser, they stood and hurried to the linen closet.
Rushing to soak up the coffee from the damp carpet, they swore under their breath as it started to appear difficult to clean. Spraying bleach and dabbing the fluffy flooring, they looked up as Carewhumper walked out of the restroom. They advanced towards whumpee, who started to panic a bit.
"My *sweet*," Carewhumper growled, continuing. "I am heading out for the afternoon. Do *not*, under any circumstances grab that toy from my dresser." Carewhumper said, eyes boring into whumpee's. Pretty whumpee nodded frantically, sighing in relief when Carewhumper exited their room.
Pretty whumpee rushed as best they could, heart beating. Scrubbing harder and harder, their scowl growing. It wasn't until some of the carpet ripped, that they realized just how angry and unaware they were.
Resting against the wall, they slid down in defeat. They stayed like that for a good, long moment. Knees to chin, they cried a great deal. Before long, the sunshine in the room grew dim and the artificial lighting grew present. They sighed greatly inside, going to the linen closet once more, this time for sheets. It was time to finish this.
Their heart started to beat as they swiftly changed the sheets, dabbing what they needed to. Folding the blankets like a hotel staff would, it was a quick and seamless process.
Pretty whumpee looked down at their reddened hands, annoyed at how much they had to scrub up their mistake. They soon finished the carpet. Standing, whumpee wiped their dampened forehead.
Sneering once more at the dresser, they sulked to their pet bed and restlessly tossed and turned. Before long, whumpee fell into a broken sleep, dreaming about the toy. They knew that Carewhumper would know how desperately they wanted that toy. And they knew Carewhumper would never give it to them...
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