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“Do you wanna be puppy for a bit?”
Winston wore a collar every day. Tucked just under his shirt collar, hidden just enough to only offer a scandalous sliver exposed to those with a keen eye. It was simple, the kind one could perhaps write off as a strange fashion choice, but effective in its purpose for its wearer. To Winston, it meant that no matter what, he belonged to Lu. Everywhere he went, her ownership of him hung around his neck like a comforting weight.
But, he had one more.
Held in Lu’s hands was another collar. It was thicker, made with strong leather and in the exact image of a traditional dog collar. Hanging from the front was a small silver tag, stating his name on the front and, if flipped, declared Lu as his owner. The only difference between it and the kind of collar one could find at a pet store was how it was custom made to fit around a grown man's neck.
The difference between the two lay in what wearing them meant; for his usual, it was a casual reminder, not unlike that of a wedding ring. The second, however, was for when Winston wanted more. When he handed his special collar to Lu, that was his way of asking to be her dog. He was still Winston, but a version of himself that lacked the responsibilities that taxed his usual life. With the snap of thick leather around his throat, everything in him could relax. He wasn't a prince, he didn't owe anyone anything - hell, he didn't even have to wear clothes. When he wore his special collar, he was nothing but Lu’s cute puppy, her loyal little lapdog who begged for cuddles with keening whines and pawed at her for attention when he wanted it. He didn't need words to communicate his needs, so perfectly understood by his loving owner that a glance of pleading eyes was all she needed to know he wanted her touch.
Pampered, loved, and owned. A world where nothing mattered to Winston besides Lu petting his exposed stomach and her assuring him that she’d breed him nice and fat when he wanted.
Winston nodded, clothes already feeling like too much on his body. “Yes, please.”