Jan 29, 2019
I shoulda known better than to buy to the relaxation tape labelled “punk pup.” I couldn’t even tell you what’s on it, though I’ve listened to it a hundred times at this point.
All I know is that when I’m home, my clothes fly off and I go down on all fours and all I can do is bark. My boyfriend thought it was hilarious at first, but now he’s used to it – feeding me out of a bowl, giving me baths, fucking me doggy-style.
And when I’m out in public, I can act like a man… but my personality is changed. I’ve been getting tattoos, and piercings, and shaving my head and dressing like a troublemaker. Who even am I now? I guess I’m a punk pup.
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