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**Reverse Immersion Therapy

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: Dreixes**

April felt something touch her arm and nearly reached up to yank the VR helmet off of her head, but her head jerked to the side and saw the lupine avatar of her lover. She took a deep breath to steady herself, trying to let the simulated sights and sounds soothe her jangling nerves. She wasn't stuck in a box, wasn't trapped, wasn't being touched unwantedly. She was in her VR skin-suit, and the pressure was merely the suit reacting to xShodanx's grip on her upper arm in the game world. She could exit any time she wanted, and she would be able to take it all off. She was not trapped. She was in the game.

"You okay, hun?" the wolf-guised hyena whispered on a private channel. "You know we don't have to do this. Sorry I keep saying it, but I don't want you to get overwhelmed."

"It's okay," she replied, her voice coming out in the husky, growly gnoll tones that she had specified for the modulator. "I need to do this. Otherwise, I'll need to find a different job. I can get over this, and I'm not gonna leave you supporting me forever all by yourself."

The wolf tucked its ears and stood up on tiptoe to kiss her cheek with a soft, "I love you." She, in turn, bent to plant a kiss between the lupine's ears and returned the phrase. It felt good to be big, to be strong, to be taller than almost anyone else she might encounter aside from maybe a half-giant, at least player-wise. It let her feel in control, and she really needed that after her... experience. Just getting back into the VR suit had been a trial, and it had taken a week of small dips before she could manage more than a few minutes without panicking. Which really sucked. She had enjoyed being tied up and helpless before the... incident. Especially by her big, burly, lovey dovey snuggle 'yeen, but now she would start to hyperventilate after only a very short time if she couldn't move her limbs, if she couldn't see and speak, if she didn't absolutely know that she could escape. She had to get over it, or her sex life would never be the same, and she just wasn't going to let that happen. Sex with Shodan was mind-blowingly awesome, and the 'yeen most definitely deserved a huge blowout fuck for all the support and care that the squirrel had received.

And that was part of the reason that they were at Charlene's farm. Well, not the sex, though sex was going to happen. No, it was the bondage part. She wanted, and quite desperately, to feel good about that again, to be able to feel good while having it done to her, and her therapist had suggested immersion therapy, which had very devastatingly not worked at all and caused a severe panic attack. So, it had been suggested instead that she try doing it to someone else. Unfortunately, IRL, Shodan was two feet taller and massively out-muscled her so much that she would have strained something trying to so much as bend the 'yeen's pinky finger. That was something else that her girlfriend had promised to help her with, take her to the gym and get her some training in self defense, but the bondage part was most definitely going to need to be done with someone else. And Felicia, or Foo Foo as most called the bouncy masochistic bunny, was recovering from... well, she wasn't sure what, but the rabbit was unavailable for another visit. So, that left Charlene's other sex slave/lover pet, Kaliya. The gator had instantly agreed when Shodan broached the subject, and so they were at the farm, standing just outside the barn, and Shodan was waiting for her to take the lead on entering.

So she quit stalling and slipped through the open doors to find the southern alligator herm waiting outside of one of the stalls. A leash trailed back to the wolf bitch, who sat panting happily on the soft hay. The squirrel breathed in the musty scent, letting it fill her nose and believing that she was in the game world. It helped. She gave Kaliya a smile and received a greeting bark in return. The bitch had been altered from an anthro into a mosty feral creature, with front paws and fortune cookie vulva, forced to walk on all fours and only able to make animal sounds, though she still had large breasts on her chest. Her avatar did. April realized that out of her close friends in the guild, she still had no idea what Kaliya really looked like, which was a bit of a shame. She'd ask later. Now was for something more important.

The sides of the stall were lined with various ropes and straps and harnesses and whatnot, pretty much anything she might want to use to restrain or bind the wolfess, along with some riding crops, wide leather belts, paddles, and other implements of punishment. April rather wanted to have those used on herself, at least the spanking things, and they might be after, but she had something to do first, as much as she hated it. She gulped hard, trying to work out the knot that filled her throat, then stepped forward to accept the leash end that Charlene offered. Sir Swampertpailduck, temporarily a Lady instead, was already naked, her armor stored in inventory, and the wolfess was always nude in the game since becoming Charlene's personal property, so it was an easy thing to give the lead a slight tug and point a finger between her legs to indicate what she wanted. Kaliya tucked her ears and let out a soft whine-growl, but obediently trotted forward and began to lick at the canine spade that had come standard with the female gnoll after the gender swap. April hadn't felt like spending the extra cash to get a more humanoid sex, an anatomically correct one, or something more exotic. She kind of wanted to get one of the vagina-dentata ones, just to see what it felt like, but... She shook her head, trying to keep herself on track.

She knew that the wandering of her thoughts was due to trying to avoid what she feared, and she was determined to face it head-on. Or at least sideways, since it was the wolfess getting tied up instead of herself, but then she had to shove the bitch's head away from her groin when Kaliya started really muff-diving instead of just lapping at her vulva. She was good, and she glared at both xShodanx and Charlene, who were laughing their asses off. The wolf avatar had fallen on its ass from laughing so hard, and April just grumped and crossed her arms. She'd been part of the fun during the times that Kaliya had been made available to the guild, but she'd been in the same position as the bitch, getting dicked in every hole any time she wasn't eating someone out, and she had not realized how talented the girl was with her tongue.

"Good girl, but... holy cow, lemme get you tied up first," she praised, giving Kaliya a pat on the head.

The wolfess wagged her tail furiously and grinned so widely that it was a wonder the top of her head didn't fall off. April rolled her eyes and started browsing the items, looking over each one, then realized that she was stalling again. She grabbed a medium-weight rope, similar to what she had at home with the hyena, and considered how to start. A message pop-up from the ever-considerate xShodanx had a link to rope bondage techniques, which would admittedly be useful since she'd never been the one doing the tying, but she stuck her tongue out at the wolf avatar, then glared as yet more laughter flooded out. She knew that it was all tension laughter, though. They weren't laughing at her. Well, maybe they were laughing at her for the surprise Kaliya delivered, but not now. Shodan was laughing because she was frightened of April getting frightened and worked up into another panic attack, which was utterly forgivable. At least the 'yeen wasn't all angry any more...

Quit. Stalling! she commanded herself firmly, and stepped towards the patiently waiting bitch.

"Arms behind your back please," she said, and Kaliya spun around with her forelimbs pulled back so that her elbows and wrists touched.

The squirrel/gnoll was impressed. Last she'd seen, there was still an inch or so gap when the wolfess did that. Charlene must have been working her out! April knelt down and started to wrap the rope around the wolf's arms above the elbow, then felt herself starting to tremble. The rope dropped from nerveless fingers as she started to feel the constriction and confinement of the skin-suit, the helmet that enwrapped her head, blinding her to the real world. She grabbed Kaliya and buried her nose in the bitch's neck fur, keeping her eyes wide open as she breathed in fast and deep, letting the warm canine scent fill her. She was safe. She could leave any time that she wanted to. She could get out, and she was fine. She was going to be fine.

When she had control of herself again, she saw that xShodanx was standing at the stall door, gripping the wood tight enough to leave marks in it from his nails, but she shook her head. Her lover relaxed, giving a nod, and stepped back again, giving her space to do as she would. She spun Kaliya back around and instead started wrapping the rope around the wolf's wrists in front. That didn't give her any feeling of panic, and she tested the range of movement, careful not to jerk the smaller canine femme around. It wasn't bad. She could at least bop someone in the nose like that. Then she rose, keeping a grip on the bitch's wrists and lifting her from the ground. That made her knees quiver, and she hastily put Kaliya back down. The wolf's hind legs weren't made to stand upright any more, so she plopped back down to sit on the hay, and April set her hands on her knees, panting through a few breaths before she could try again.

Looping the rope between the wolf's wrists and the collar that encircled her neck with half a foot of slack didn't make her feel too bad, though it did made her a little edgy, but trying to pull the femme's wrists tight against the collar was just not going to work. So she left it with the slack, and knelt down to give herself a few minutes of recovery before she continued.

"Thank you for doing this," she whispered to the bitch on a private channel.

She received a lick to the cheek and a nuzzle in return, followed by a text message, which was the only way Kaliya could communicate using words.

We bottom bitches gotta look out for one another. And it makes our alphas happy.

Both of them glanced at the gator herm and male wolf avatars that sat watching, and April nodded agreement. She may not be a wolf, but she agreed wholeheartedly that they were pack, and pack looked after itself.

The End