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A clocktower stood in the center of a city, hands frozen in moments that hadn't moved on for years. The sun above the tower was coming down just as a panel in the face of the clock opened to show the face of a tawny-furred painted bat. Bright violet eyes looked up at the sky for just a few moments before she went back in. When her eyes turned back to the studio, she saw that nearly everything had been cleaned. The canvases were replaced with fresh ones not stained by the fallout of a particularly bad paint incident and there was a new tarp on the floor. It was a bit embarrassing to admit but this had originally been supposed to be a day spent with a friend but it turned into something else altogether. She had just wanted to do a mild experiment with paint and magic but the paint she had used ended up blowing up and splattering everything. After a lengthy shower, she tried to cancel but her friend had come over regardless to help. They had claimed that hanging out could wait until after and for the most part, they were right. Aria's friend was someone that she trusted enough to spend the night with yapping away about various topics and on that note, she firmly pushed aside certain topics that had been brought up on an intimate level. Yes, there was a level of trust between them but sometimes that made her feel odd because she wasn't even quite sure if she understood her own feelings. Luckily enough, her friend was a patient and attentive sort. Speaking of which, she heard steps coming down the stairs and turned to see her friend. They were a white-furred fox with ink-stained hands and ears along with the tip of their tail. They wore a poncho which was stained with various motes of paint but it matched the ink stain pattern so she didn't think Wel cared much.

"Everything's been cleared out and cleaned up, for the most part including myself!" They then looked down before shrugging, "And now I've got a new style. Anyway, now that we're free, what did you want to talk about today?"

Aria rubbed the back of her head and hummed, "Not gonna lie, I was going to have us go out for paint supplies and chat it up but I think that there's no point considering night is about to fall."

"Aren't there any night time places that sell paint?" Asked Wel with a tilt of their head.

Humming, Aria began, "Yeah, there are but let me put it like this, I'd just rather not go out after having my battery drained by both an experimental failure and all that cleaning."

Wel stretched, "Guess that leaves relaxing and taking up space in your home. C'mon, I'll grab the snacks."

They started walking back up the steps and honestly, if it were someone else then she might've said something about it but instead, she just snorted and began following. Wel exited a floor early and she went up to a room where various cots and blankets had been set along with a screen near a window looking up at the stars. She had been slowly building this room up to be a place to hang out with friends now that she had a few that she actually trusted. Such a weird thing to think about. Shaking her head, she moved over to the screen and flicked it on, searching for something suitable to watch before settling on a random animation series she enjoyed previously. Just something to be background noise. Wel arrived soon after that and together, they sat down to start eating chips and talk.

It was an idle conversation at first. A bit of catchup on recent projects. Wel was working on some new stories while the store business had been going well enough. More interesting was that, was the fact that they were working on new and interesting applications of their cursed ink with a witch. As for Aria, she had been working on an easier way of painting a mural but that experiment had ended in disaster today. It was almost like a form of meditation, simply talking about something that both of them considered normal and even sharing notes on story ideas and ideas for images. It was nice.

For the most part, she was using this as a way to calm herself down before the actual questions, the actual meat of why she wanted to talk to Wel today and tonight. It was embarrassing enough and she was probably showing signs of wanting to talk about something more in the middle of their conversation but Wel didn't say a word allowing her to breathe out, "Okay. So you probably already knew because we've talked before but I've been interested in trying something lately."

Wel completed with a hum, "Getting collared, right?"

She winced and sniffed, "You know, I was thinking about how polite you were but you just had to go out and say it before I could even think about uttering it."

With a grin, the fox leaned back and placed a hand on their chest, "Aria, dear, we talked about it for hours before going to bed last night. Of course, I'm going to know what you want to talk about in the case of something embarrassing. Anyway, what about it?"

"I just, I just wanted to know what it was like to be collared, to be restrained so I can't run away. Y'know? Usually, if you actually manage to bother me or fluster me then I'll try and fly off but that's pretty tough when you're collared, right? I keep thinking about how weird I am for it, how weird I am for the rougher stuff I fantasize about and--" She paused for a second to cover her head with her hands and groan, "I already want to just run away because I know you're going to use this against me but like, I think I'd enjoy trying that sometime in an extremely private fashion."

A pause came for a second and the sound of the animation on the screen became hellishly loud in her mind as the lack of her friend's words weighed on her until she heard them hum, "Could try it tonight."

Aria peeked from her hand and frowned, "I don't have a collar though."

Wel chuckled, "About that. I decided to fish through a few stores in Dewclaw today before you told me anything and a friendly witch helped me pick out something real nice for you."

Her eyes widened as Wel reached through their poncho and pulled out a collar. It was a black strap of leather with red cloth surrounding it and a black bow tie of ribbon at the front. Aria then gasped, "What the fuck?! Wel! That looks awesome? Hello? I didn't even think collars could look that cute!" Wel then offered it to her and she took it gingerly while breathing out, "Seriously? You got this for me?" When the fox nodded she looked down at the collar and muttered quietly enough that Wel didn't answer. She then said just a bit louder while her face burned, "Okay then. Mind helping me try it on?"

To their credit, Wel didn't laugh. They simply took the collar and got behind her while speaking softly, "Lift your chin."

Aria puffed her cheeks, deep brown on flushed red touching her face while she raised her chin and waited. The straps came gingerly around her neck, her friend's digits brushing along her neck and chin before it was secured in place. As Wel adjusted the tightness, she breathed out, "Thanks Wel. Honestly, I don't think I would ever be able to do this myself. I'd feel too dumb doing it. Honestly, I don't really know what the appeal is fully of the actual thing itself. The thoughts alone, on the other hand, are enough to make me want to fall over and dig a hole to the other side of our world."

A stray digit tapped under her chin and she looked up just in time to see Wel plant a peck on her head, "You look cute." Again her face burned even further and she darted forward to get some distance but the digit that had been on her chin looped through the collar and she was suddenly very stuck, "Now, now. Be a good dog and sit for me."

Her eyes grew wide, her tail slapped the floor but her ears went down and she seemed to shrink as she realized the horror of not being able to escape, of being forced to face the embarrassment of her feelings, "Fuck. I guess, uh, if you really gotta call me a dog then just know I bite."

It sounded so stupid coming from her mouth but Wel didn't laugh, they only gave her ear a kiss and said quietly, "C'mon now, if you bite I'd have to punish you."

Aria felt her heart racing, a whisper of danger at the back of her mind with the promise of punishment dancing alongside excitement. She wasn't sure what to feel in the moment and in her confusion, she latched onto Wel's arm and bite down firmly like a common mutt. Her fangs sunk through fur and skin, piercing until she felt warmth trickling along her fangs. The shock caused her to inject venom without meaning to, her eyes growing wide as she backed away with a hand on her mouth to wipe away the blood hurriedly as her previous feelings were replaced with concern. Her venom didn't do anything but she had drawn blood, blood! That meant she had hurt Wel.

"Wel! Are you okay?" She said quickly while looking up at them.

The fox smiled and opened their mouth to say something that was most likely going to be assurance but instead they paused, hand coming up to their head as the smile shifted to a small line. Their words then came through a hiss, "I was fine just a few seconds ago but I feel weird. Not the bite. Something else."

Wel stepped back stumbled, falling to one knee as their lips pulled back to show gnashing fangs. The ink on their arms began to shift, pigments and odd colors flowing through it as the ink began to over their body. Fur bristled, their shoulders and back shifting as they hunched over and slammed a fist into the ground. The poncho that had been stained ink was torn off with one hand and cast aside as if it's mere existence presented an insult to her corrupting friend. Aria's eyes grew wide as she stepped back and wondered what had happened. Wel's eyes were no longer the deep black pits that reflected the ink of their body, rather, they were hued with various colored paints flowering from the center. It would have been more interesting if it weren't for the fact that Wel was baring their fangs at her.

But that was still Wel, right? With that thought, she took a step forward and asked, "Hey? Are you there? Do you remember me?"

The world turned upside down as the corrupted fox brought a hand down on her chest and slammed her to the ground. Aria began to squirm, kicking while trying to pull herself from their grasp but Wel kept her pinned to the floor without a problem. She had been pinned before by Wel, she had been toyed with and teased but they had never put so much pressure on her! Likewise, Wel had never snarled like that, never bared their fangs like that! She froze as Wel leaned down and moved their hand from her core to her neck. Clawed digits wrapped around her neck one by one, squeezing tight while the corrupted fox's mouth hung over her face. Her talons curled as the air fled from her lungs, her body tensing as she felt claws from Wel's other hand sliding up the outside of her thighs. At first, she thought that they must still be in there because she was sure a feral beast like this would have destroyed her but then she heard their voice.

"Tasty little treat. I can't believe I held back so many times with a toy like this. You always taunt me too, you always talk about how I'm not tough enough to ruin you, to really break you but I guess now I don't have any concerns about doing it and now you can't get away." Came their words with a fang-filled grin

Wel's voice sounded the same but it carried such a sharper tone, such firm texture that hit her spine. She could do nothing but choke out a squeak as she felt sharp claws start to dig into her leg. The pain came first before the sudden trickle of blood brought her to the reality that this Wel wasn't her friend, this Wel was some sort of monster that had their own designs for what they were going to do with her. Maybe she could still get to Wel maybe there was still hope to get out of this situation! More than just that, she needed to reject the notion that she was enjoying this. The scrape of claws along the leg, the sensation of fear bubbling deep within her. These were genuine emotions cutting through her that she couldn't even focus on because of the physical stimulation. And worst of all, this was all her fault. It had been an accident but a stupid one at that!

Just as her vision began to blur from the lack of air, the digits around her neck loosened letting her breathe with a gasp. That noise soon shifted to a cry as she felt a fang pressing against her side. Only the top fangs were being used but she still could feel them digging in, her body trembling while she pushed against their snout. To her surprise, Wel did let her go and she rolled up on all fours, trying to crawl away before she was hefted up by the tail. She scrambled looking for some sort of escape but froze again as she felt fangs sinking into the base of her tail. Digits returned to her neck to bring her upright, the grip loose enough to let her breathe at least while the corrupted fox began tasting her properly.

Aria's body was moved by the tail as Wel began to bite down on different portions of her body. First the thighs, the inner and the outer being peppered with pinprick marks of pain that had her trembling and drooling. She hated that these sensations were getting to her in a good way. It was fear radiating through to her core but it was different. Trapped emotions and feelings were being brought to the surface by the hook of those fangs digging into her flank. She had no choice but to express and could hide nothing. More than that, this was different. It was something dangerous and hellish but it wasn't the type of hell she remembered from her past. The things that were constricting her were in the physical. Even as her hands and wings were dragged up to hold her bitten body by them, she found herself growing more excited than frightened. Her eyes looked down to note the marks. There were lines and incisions along her thighs and her flank, as well as her stomach. Struggling didn't seem to be something on her mind even as the corrupted fox brought her down again onto her back. Were they not going to tear her apart? Was she just a chew toy?

Fuck, why did that turn her on? Why did that interest her? Why did that make her feel so strange to think of herself as a toy for the fangs of another creature? She was about to start struggling again with renewed irritation before she suddenly felt pain flaring at the edges of her vision. Wel had driven a fist into her gut causing her to cry out and as she did this, they brought themselves over her, knees at either side of her head keeping her wings pinned while clawed digits gripped her hair. Aria suddenly felt something firm and heated intruding her mouth, eyes growing wide while Wel began to rut and use her throat. Violation, violence, and more! All of this was of her own doing as well. She blamed herself and no one else. Not even the beast pounding into her throat.

Aria gagged more and more as time went on, the air running thin from her lungs as the beast's claws dug into the back of her head. She was bruised and bloodied but still alive at the very least. In this situation, wasn't it better to just give in? That was the way it always was. Always a need to give in even without a reason but she had fought, right? She had struggled, pushed, and even lashed out. That felt better than giving up without a fight, that felt better than before. Not only that but she had ended up as a chew toy for a bigger dog. The presence of the collar on her neck almost made her want to laugh if it weren't for the cock being jammed into her throat over and over again. Instead of laughing, she just reveled in it. Aria even pushed her head up in an attempt to help the corrupted mutt above her get off, Wel's thrusts growing in strength while the air in her lungs continued to thin out. The warmth on her body reminded her that she was alive and fought against the cold of air slipping away from her. That warmth belonged to the blood trickling through her fur from each wound, from each bite and scratch. Bruises echoed with pulsing pain that radiated through the rest of her form and pushed up against the pain in her throat.

A gush of heat poured into her mouth suddenly but it was hard to stay awake while Wel kept her head pinned to their crotch. Used like a chew toy, taken, broken, and then spent. Maybe while she was passed out Wel would do more to her or maybe it wouldn't last much longer. Would she even wake up? Genuine danger and she couldn't run away. Not any more. As she began to fade, as the heat pouring into her gut began to slowly stop, she felt a throbbing in her heart. It was a sort of feeling that told her that she was wanted by this strange corrupted version of her friend and every mark of pain on her was undeniable proof that she could not brush away. Not even with the greatest of fictions could she do that and so, she passed out with a smile, blue in the face, bloodied and marked with bruises.

The waking world greeted her later with several sharp stings along one thigh, cool liquid pouring on them causing her to groan. Wel's voice then brought her eyes open, "Aria! You're awake...Thank goodness, I thought I had done something truly terrible there for a second."

She looked to see that all signs of Wel's corruption had faded away. Her body felt sore as if she had been chewed up and spat out several different times and for the most part, she looked that way too. Bruised, bloodied, and with a cotton ball on her thigh dripping with something that was causing the stinging. Disinfectant of some kind no doubt. But Wel was back, her friend was still there and so she moved from where she was sitting despite the pain to hop up and wrap her arms around their neck. Wel might've protested at first but they simply squeezed onto her.

When she was back on the ground again, Wel asked while working on her wounds, "What happened?"

Aria muttered, "You chewed on me like a toy and then fucked my throat before I passed out. You probably did more while I was asleep but I have no clue." She then sighed aloud, "I think it was my fault. My venom must have done something, mixed with your magic, and corrupted you. Honestly, I thought you were gone for good and you seemed to be enjoying it too."

"I can't believe I did all that and didn't even realize. It just felt like I fell asleep and then woke up after a nap, except, I was oddly satisfied and my mouth tasted like blood. I nearly passed out again after seeing you bloodied and bruised like that with well, more than a fair share of cum on you." Wel's voice shook while they continued, "I thought that I had snapped somehow, finally gone as crazy as my family and others when I was younger had said I would."

She blinked and almost felt bad that she had enjoyed it, "Wel...C'mon, even when you were like that you were only toying with me. I can still move, you didn't hit anything important and honestly, if your corrupted form really was that mean then you probably would have eaten me or something. You're here now, right?" Wel sucked in a breath and nodded, quietly bandaging her thighs, "Then good. Besides, it was kind of hot."

Wel snorted and shook their head, "Honestly...Is that the type of thing you want?"

Unable to really fight it at the moment, she simply nodded, "Kind of. Yeah. Don't get too used to me admitting it. I'm honestly just too tuckered out to fight. Plus, I think I literally cannot run away like this."

"I suppose I'll keep that under consideration."

As Wel gingerly removed the collar from her neck, she reached up and clasped on one end while looking them in the eyes, "You wouldn't mind doing that again and maybe experimenting a bit, would you?"

Wel raised a brow, "You got mauled, beaten, fucked savagely in the throat until you passed out and you want to experiment?" When she simply blushed and said nothing more, Wel smiled just a bit, "Sure...But let me enjoy that type of thing without the venom some time too. It might be fun to let loose like that. A mask is not something I want to wear forever."

Aria settled back and allowed Wel to continue the aftercare, "It was a hot mask." She then hissed as they dropped an icepack on her stomach, "Gentle!"

Despite Wel's shaking digits and the thumping of her heart, they both laughed. It was frightening but in the end, they were both friends that had experienced something together, and together, they could learn from that. With or without the mask.