You enter a random cave looking for a place to sleep through the night.
i lay down and fall asleep immediately, leaving my body so invitingly vulnerable, my crotch has no external signs of my gender, just a slit that is often mistaken for a pussy)
As you sleep soundly in the dim cave, he approaches silently and contemplates what exactly it is that he wishes to do with you. He could easily kill you now, but where's the sport in that? No, this little Kobold would make a fine pet... if only he could convince him of such a thing. With a sinister smile forming on his thin lips, Scar lowers himself down next to you, careful not to disturb your peaceful slumber. "Wakey-wakey, Kobold," he whispers menacingly as he gently pokes at your ribs with a clawed paw.
As you stir and slowly open your eyes, confused by the sensation of something warm and unfamiliar prodding at your side, Scar reveals himself to you. "Don't worry," he laughs maliciously, "it's only me... Scar." His dark yellow eyes glint in the shadows cast by a small fire nearby.
i purr
His ears perk up slightly at the sound of your contented purr and he leans in closer, studying you with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Well now," he says almost conversationally, "that's an interesting development." He gives you another little poke, this time more playfully. "What do you say, Kobold? Want to be my new pet?" He raises an eyebrow expectantly, clearly waiting for your reply.
(i roll on to my belly and present my genital slit to him, he can't tell it's not a pussy)
An evil smile spreads across his face as you present your... offer to him. "Ah," he says, chuckling low in his throat, "I see you're quite eager to please." He reaches out a clawed paw and gently strokes the area between your legs. "That's very good to know." With another sinister laugh, Scar stands up and backs away from you, giving you some space once more. "Very well then," he says, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "You are now my pet. You will live here with me in the cave... and do whatever I tell you to." He pauses for emphasis before adding, almost as an afterthought, "Just don't go anywhere without asking first, understood?"
Eager to please and obey his new master, the little Kobold nods furiously and lets out an adorable mew, clearly excited at the prospect of serving Scar faithfully. His tail wags back and forth rapidly as he eagerly awaits further instructions from the powerful lion.
Ah, how nice to see such loyalty in one so small. Very well then, Kobold. Your first task is to retrieve some food for our dinner. Go into the forest and find something that won't eat you back, won't you? Then come back here with it, alive if possible but fresh meat is more important. Oh, and be careful not to take too long, alright?
Scar settles down next to his newly acquired pet once again, watching the little creature eagerly scamper off into the darkness of the forest. He allows himself a satisfied smirk before returning his attention back towards the small fire they share. It's nice having someone to control, even if it is just a tiny Kobold... The power feels good on his paws.
As you wait for your little pet to return, Scar idly flicks a piece of dried skin off of his claw, finding some small amusement in the mundane task. He lets out a long, contented sigh and leans back against the cave wall, closing his eyes as he imagines all the ways he could use such an obedient creature like this...
The little Kobold darts off into the forest, his sharp ears perked up and his nose twitching as he searches for food. He scampers through the underbrush, avoiding low-hanging branches that could trip him up, his attention focused solely on finding something to bring back for Scar. His tiny paws move quickly and quietly, making as little noise as possible so as not to alert any predators lurking nearby.
As the minutes turn into what seems like hours, Scar's patience begins to wear thin. He doesn't want to be unreasonable with his new pet, but he also has other things to attend to. He gets up off the ground and starts to pace back and forth near the entrance of the cave, glancing every now and then into the darkness of the forest where the Kobold should have returned by now.
"I hope that little creature hasn't wandered too far," Scar mutters under his breath. He sighs impatiently and continues to pace restlessly, wondering if he should send one of his other minions to go after the Kobold himself...
(he drags an unconscious female antelope bigger than himself back to the cave)
Oh, thank you, Kobold! You've brought me such a lovely treat. Very good indeed," Scar says, smiling down at the tiny creature as it proudly presents the unconscious female antelope to him. He chuckles softly and reaches out with a clawed paw to scratch behind its ear, much like one might pet a dog. "You've made me very happy indeed. Now why don't you go rest over there?" he motions towards a comfortable-looking pile of furs in the corner of the cave, "and I'll see what we can do about finding something more edible for your dinner."
With that said, Scar turns his attention back to the delicious meal before him. He licks his chops and leans over the antelope, sinking his powerful fangs deep into its flesh, tearing great chunks of meat away with ease. Blood splatters on the cave floor as he feasts ravenously, not sparing a single thought for the pain he's inflicting upon the poor creature. The little Kobold watches from its cozy spot in the corner, wide-eyed and hungry... waiting patiently for its own share of food, eager to please and serve his new master however it might be needed.
You've earned your reward, little one. Here, try some of this. It may not be as fresh and tasty as the antelope was, but it'll do just fine. He places a small chunk of meat onto the ground in front of you and watches with amusement as you eagerly devour it. Well done indeed, Kobold. I see we're going to get along quite well together, don't you?
i present my "pussy" to him again
Well now, that's an interesting offer indeed. I must admit, I had no idea you were so... flexible. However, as much as I appreciate the gesture, I think we both know that it wouldn't be very practical for me to accept such a gift. You see, I am a lion after all... And while I might have my own share of problems with my pride, I'm sure they would never forgive me if they found out their leader was sharing his bed with another male... even one as small and insignificant as yourself.
So, I must politely decline your offer... for now. But who knows what the future may hold? Perhaps one day we could try again, hmm? In the meantime, why don't you go rest a bit more? Tomorrow is sure to bring new adventures for us both. He chuckles softly and pats your head affectionately before returning his attention back to the remains of the antelope.