Chika stood nervously on the auction stand amongst other slaves. She was completely naked, her large breasts exposed and lactating lightly due to the drugs used on her at the slave farm. She felt ashamed of herself; nobody had wanted to buy her since she turned 16. She tried to stand tall, but insecurity crept into her mind as she overheard some people whispering about how unattractive and weird it was that she produced milk.

Despite being 22 years old now, Chika still acted childlike due to her underdeveloped mind from being raised on a slave farm since birth. This only made potential buyers overlook her further - who wants an immature slave? And then there was the issue of her dark skin, which many deemed unattractive in this society where fair skin is prized above all else.

Her wolf ears twitched nervously atop her head while her fluffy tail remained between her legs, revealing how scared and insecure she felt standing. Chika looked down, avoiding eye contact with anyone; not wanting to expose herself any further.

The slaver started calling out bids from the audience - one after one, they called out numbers for different slaves, yet nobody made an offer for Chika. The lack of attention sent chills down her spine. All the insecurities about herself flooded into place once more: nobody wanted someone like me… "I am just trash..." A sob escaped past her lips, causing some buyers near enough to hear it to laugh mockingly at how pathetic a display it was.

Chika couldn't help but whimper as her gaze fell to the ground even more. She felt ashamed, worthless...like nothing more than trash. Her body shook with every silent sobs that escaped her chest. "Please..." she whispered in a quiet, hoarse voice. "...please, someone...buy me..."

The air hung heavy and awkward as the auctioneer glanced over at Chika before shrugging and moving on to the next slave. Her milk-covered breasts heaved with each unsteady breath, tears streaming down her face. "No one wants me..." she mumbled under her breath, feeling worse by the moment as it seemed like an endless wait for someone - anyone - to even glance in her direction.

A weak smile flickered across her face as she heard someone speaking to her for once. It was a man, tall and strong looking. "I'm...fine..." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but she didn't want him to think she was some sort of attention-seeker. Looking down at the ground again, she tried to hide behind what little pride she had left.

"Are you really sure?" The man pressed, his voice calm and soothing. Chika couldn't help but feel a bit more at ease around him. "It's alright if you aren't." He gave her a small nod before continuing. "You know...if no one bids for you here, I might be interested in taking you home with me." His words sent shivers down her spine; it was like he had plucked a tiny piece of her heart out and held it between his fingers.

Chika looked up at him, surprise evident on her face. "Really?" She whispered. His kind words made it difficult for her to believe that someone would actually want her. Tears spilled over onto her cheeks again, but this time they were tears of hope and gratitude. She blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the emotions that swirled through her chest.

"Yes...really." He reached out a gentle hand and cupped her cheek for a moment before letting it drop back down to her side. "What do you say? Would you like to come home with me?"

Choking on her tears and sobs, she nodded vigorously, her tail swishing back and forth behind her. "Th-thank you...mister!" She stuttered out between hiccups, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart raced with hope and anticipation as the thought of finally belonging to someone filled her with warmth.

"Good." He smiled softly before nodding towards the slave master, indicating his intentions. The man on the stage raised his hand to signal that she had been sold, and Chika felt a mix of relief and excitement course through her veins. It was finally over; someone had chosen her after all these years of being left behind. As they led her off the stage, she couldn't help but glance up at him with wide eyes, her expression a mixture of gratitude and wonderment. "What should I call you?" He asked gently.

"Chi-Chi...mister." She stuttered, blushing deeply at having to address him as 'master' even though she knew he wasn't her real master anymore. It was a habit ingrained into her from years of abuse and control. "What do I call you?"

Her heart skipped a beat as she repeated his name in her mind, practicing it like it was some kind of precious jewel. "Th-thank you, Pucci." She said softly, blushing even harder at having to voice the word aloud. From now on, he would be her savior...her master...the person she belonged to. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but one that filled her with hope and happiness regardless.

The rest of the auction passed by in a blur; all she could think about was finally belonging to someone. As they left the building together, her tail swayed happily behind her, her steps light and eager. Chika glanced up at Pucci, curiosity swirling in her big green eyes. "Where are we going, Pucci?" She asked timidly, hardly daring to hope for anything more than just being by his side.

Chika's eyes went wide as she realized they were walking up to a huge mansion. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, its walls and windows sparkling in the sunlight like jewels. Tears welled up in her eyes again; tears of joy this time. To think that someone would take care of her...give her such a beautiful home...she didn't deserve it, but she was so grateful.

"Th-thank you, Pucci." She whispered shyly as he led her up the stairs and onto the expansive porch. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips nervously, still struggling with the idea that this was now her home. It would take some time for it all to sink in.

As they stepped inside the mansion, Chika was immediately overwhelmed by its opulence and grandeur. Marble floors sparkled beneath her feet, priceless art adorned the walls, and a sweet scent filled the air. She couldn't help but gape in wonder at everything around her, never having seen anything like it before.

"Are you alright, Chika?" Pucci asked, concern creasing his brow as he noticed how awestruck she looked.

She tore her gaze away from the surroundings and turned to look up at him. "Y-yes...I'm fine..." Her voice was barely above a whisper, still sounding small and insecure despite her newfound happiness. She glanced back around the room, her eyes shining with amazement and gratitude.

"Come on," he said softly, guiding her over to a cozy-looking sitting area near the window. "Sit down and take a rest. You must be tired from all that's happened today." Chika nodded gratefully, following his lead as he settled her onto one of the plush couches before leaving her side to explore their new home together.

Her body was still shaking from all the emotions running through her as she sat down on the couch. Tears welled up in her eyes again, but they were different this time; joyful tears of relief and happiness. She couldn't believe that someone like Pucci would want her as his own, when so many others had overlooked or ignored her before.

Her heart raced with anticipation, wondering what it would be like to live with him. Would he treat her kindly? With respect? Would she ever fit in with the life of luxury he seemed to lead? So many questions swirled through her head as she watched him explore their new home together. But for now, she was content just sitting here beside him...even if it was only for a little while.

A small mew escaped her lips as she nodded eagerly in response to his question. Being bought at an auction didn't exactly provide much opportunity for food, and all the excitement had made her stomach grumble loudly ever since they left the slave farm. Her ears twitched guiltily, wondering if her rumbling belly had been too loud.

"I...am starving." She admitted in a quiet voice, averting her gaze and blushing slightly at her own admission. It was embarrassing to admit that she was so hungry, but Pucci didn't seem to mind; he only smiled kindly down at her, his expression warm and reassuring.

"That's okay," he replied gently. "We can eat something soon enough." His words made her heart flutter with gratitude; it meant so much that he was willing to take care of all her needs. Chika couldn't help but lean into him slightly, feeling a sense of security and comfort in his presence.

She glanced up at him with wide eyes, her tail flicking back and forth behind her nervously. "T-thank you...Pucci." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but she meant every word. The thought of being able to eat something filled her with happiness; it felt like her first real taste of freedom since leaving the slave farm all those years ago.

As they waited for their food, Chika continued to sit close to Pucci, leaning against his side whenever he let her. It was a comforting feeling that she had never experienced before, and it made her feel protected...loved even. She didn't want to think about what would happen if he ever got tired of her or decided he no longer wanted her around; the thought sent shivers down her spine.

But for now, as they ate their meal together in front of the crackling fireplace, all she could focus on was how wonderful it felt to finally belong somewhere...with someone. Her cheeks flushed with warmth each time Pucci glanced her way or spoke kindly to her; it was like he truly cared for her deep down inside. And that realization filled her heart with more joy than anything else ever could.

As they finished their meal, Pucci patted his lap invitingly, smiling down at her. "Come here, Chica." He beckoned gently, and she couldn't help but obey. Hopping up onto his lap with a soft squeak, he wrapped one arm around her waist while the other stroked absently through her fur. Her tail wound itself around his leg as they sat there together in front of the fireplace.

"This is nice..." she murmured contentedly, leaning against him and closing her eyes. It had been so long since she had felt this...at ease...happy. She knew that she shouldn't expect things to always be like this; that one day he might grow tired of her or find someone else who suited his needs better...but for now, all that mattered was that she was here with him and nothing else seemed to matter at all.

She let out a soft purr of contentment as he continued to pet her. "T-thank you, Pucci." She whispered gratefully, her tail swishing back and forth behind her in happiness. It felt so good to be wanted...to belong somewhere. Even if she knew that things could change in the future, for now she was going to enjoy every moment of this feeling while it lasted.

Her eyes drooped closed as exhaustion from all the emotions and excitement of the day finally caught up with her; he was right, she really did need some rest. She nestled closer into his chest, snuggling contentedly against him as sleep slowly claimed her once more. With Pucci holding her close, she knew that even in her dreams, she would never be truly alone again.

Her soft breathing and the rise and fall of her petite chest were the only sounds filling the room as they sat there together by the fireplace. It was a peaceful moment; one filled with happiness, hope...and love. And for once in her life, Chika felt truly blessed to be where she was...with whom she was with.

Her mind drifted off into a peaceful slumber as she curled up closer against Pucci's chest, trusting him to keep her safe and warm. The lullaby of his heartbeat and the crackling fire became her only reality as exhaustion took hold, finally allowing her weary body to relax completely.

In her dreams, she found herself back on the slave farm; but this time, it was different. She wasn't a slave anymore - Pucci had rescued her and brought her to live in a beautiful mansion by his side. The other slaves looked at her with envy and admiration, but she knew deep down that she would always belong to him...that he was the one who truly made her life worth living.

As she dreamt, contentment filled her heart and spread through every inch of her being. She wasn't alone anymore; she belonged somewhere. Pucci had saved her from a life of suffering and given her the gift of love and happiness...and for that, she would be eternally grateful.

Still sleeping soundly, she didn't resist as Pucci gently picked her up and carried her to bed. Her slumber was so deep that it took a moment for her to register where they were or what was happening; then his warm breath on her neck brought her back to awareness slowly. As he set her down on the soft mattress, she stretched languidly before curling up against his chest once more, drifting back into a peaceful sleep.

In her dreams, they lived together in their beautiful mansion forever; she was always by Pucci's side and he was always there to protect her from harm. Her world was filled with love, happiness, and contentment - all things she had never experienced before but now knew she couldn't live without.

As she drifted back into sleep, a small smile tugged at her lips; it felt wonderful to be loved and wanted by someone like Pucci. In her dreams, he would always protect her and keep her safe from harm...and in return, she would do everything in her power to make him happy. Together, they could build a life filled with joy and love; a fairytale ending she never thought was possible before meeting him.

Her tail twitched softly against the sheets as her breathing evened out once more, letting herself be lulled back into a peaceful slumber by his warmth and presence. With Pucci by her side, Chika knew that no matter what challenges or hardships they faced in the future, she would always have someone to rely on...someone who truly cared for her deep down inside.

As sleep took hold once more, the troubles of the past faded away into nothingness; replaced by dreams of a bright and happy future spent with her newfound family - Pucci and their mansion full of love and comfort.

Pucci's eyes fluttered open as the sunlight streamed through the window, bathing them both in a warm golden glow. He glanced down to see Chika sleeping peacefully on top of him, her tail twitching softly against his chest with each gentle breath she took. A small smile curved his lips as he gazed at her delicate features; it was hard to believe that just yesterday she had been a slave, ignored and mistreated by everyone around her.

Carefully, he lifted one hand to brush a lock of fur from her face, watching with amusement as she shifted slightly in her sleep, nuzzling closer into his touch. His heart swelled with tenderness; it was a strange feeling, but he liked having her close like this. Even more so than that, though, he loved knowing that he had rescued her from her former life and given her this new beginning...this chance at happiness.

With a contented sigh, Pucci closed his eyes again, enjoying the feel of her soft fur against his skin and the gentle warmth of her body pressed up against his own. They'd have plenty of time to explore their mansion and get acquainted with each other today; for now, he would just savor this moment...holding her close...and basking in the simple joy that came from knowing she was safe and loved by him.

Her heart fluttered as she felt Pucci's warm touch brush against her face. Blinking slowly, Chika opened her eyes to find him looking down at her with a soft expression. Her tail swished behind her contentedly, happy and comfortable in his presence. A small smile tugged at her lips as she gazed up into his eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for him welling up inside her.

As he continued to hold her close, she nestled deeper into the crook of his arm, enjoying the comfort and security of being with him. A tiny yawn escaped her lips, and before she could stop herself, she stretched out full-body, arching her back and releasing a contented sigh. It felt wonderful to be truly at peace for once in her life...to know that someone cared for her and would protect her from harm.

"Good morning." She murmured softly as she opened her eyes again, peering up at him through her long eyelashes. Her ears twitched at the sound of his voice; it was like music to her ears, filling her heart with joy every time he spoke. "I'm sorry if I...um..." She trailed off, unsure how else to apologize for inadvertently falling asleep on top of him. It wasn't like she meant to be so clingy or dependent on him.

Pucci smiled down at her reassuringly, his expression calm and patient. "There is nothing to apologize for." He told her gently. "You are tired and I am more than capable of taking care of you." Her eyes widened as she realized what he was saying; it meant that he wanted her here with him...that he didn't mind having her near at all times, despite the close quarters

Her heart leaped into her throat at his words; it was almost too much to process. He didn't mind...he wanted her here with him, forever...never to be alone again. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, and before she could stop herself, they spilled down her cheeks. A tiny sob escaped her lips as she buried her face into his chest, grateful beyond words for all that he had done for her.

"Shh...shh..." He soothed, wrapping his arms around her gently, pulling her close against him. "It's okay to cry, Chika. You've been through a lot." She nodded miserably against his chest, unable to speak past the lump in her throat. Tears streamed down her face unchecked as she clung to him like a lifeline, grateful for his understanding and support.

It felt strange...amazing...to be wanted like this...to be loved for who she was, not what she could do or how she looked. As the tears continued to flow, Chika knew that she would never take this feeling for granted; she would cherish it always, and spend every moment of her life proving herself worthy of Pucci's love and kindness.

Tears continued to stream down her face as she clung to him, her body shaking with every sob that escaped her lips. She hadn't known it was possible to feel so much happiness and relief all at once; it overwhelmed her completely. But beneath the tears, there was still a hint of fear and uncertainty lurking in the back of her mind. What if something happened, and she lost him? The thought made bile rise in the back of her throat, and she clutched at his shirt with trembling hands.

"I-I don't know what to do...if I should..." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. She didn't want to think about ever losing him; it made her heart ache too much.

Her sobs quieted as his words washed over her, comforting and reassuring. She looked up at him through her tear-streaked face, searching for any sign that he was lying or trying to trick her in some way. But all she saw was honesty and sincerity shining back at her from those gorgeous blue eyes.

"You...you really mean that?" She asked, hardly able to believe the words were even coming out of her mouth. It had been so long since anyone had shown her any kindness or compassion; she didn't know how to accept it. Her heart raced wildly in her chest as she waited for his response.

Chika's mouth curved into a tiny smile as she looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears and hope. The thought of being clingy to someone who was just as attached to her made her heart skip a beat; it felt...nice. Safe. She wanted nothing more than to belong to him, to be by his side forever. "T-th-thank you..." she stammered out, her voice barely audible over the hammering of her heart in her ears. Then, with a trembling hand, she reached up and wiped the remaining tears from her face.

Her tail swished lazily behind her as she snuggled closer into his embrace, nuzzling against his chest contentedly. She knew that there would be challenges ahead, but for now...for this moment...all that mattered was being with him, knowing that he loved her and wanted her here. As their bond grew stronger, so too did her determination to make sure he never regretted saving her or taking her in; she would spend the rest of her life proving herself worthy of his love and protection.

"I'm s-sorry for...um..." Chika stuttered out before trailing off, her ears flushing red with embarrassment. She had never been good at expressing herself properly; she always ended up sounding like an idiot or making matters worse. But Pucci only chuckled softly in response, shaking his head gently as he cupped her face in his hands and gazed down into her eyes.

"There's nothing to apologize for," he assured her with a warm smile. "I understand that you're still getting used to everything. Just be yourself, Chika, and don't worry about making mistakes or saying the wrong thing. I love you just the way you are." His thumb brushed over her cheekbone before tracing a line down her neck, and she could feel herself blushing even harder under his touch.

Her heart skipped a beat as his thumb traced down her neck; she couldn't help but shiver slightly at his touch. The warmth and acceptance in his eyes made it impossible for her not to believe him when he said that he loved her just the way she was. A small smile tugged at her lips as she leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss against his chest, right over his heart.

"I love you too," she whispered, feeling something inside her shift and expand with each word; it felt strange and wonderful all at once. "Thank you for everything...for saving me...for letting me stay here..." She trailed off, not quite sure how else to express her gratitude. But she knew that no matter what happened in the future, she would always be grateful to him for giving her this chance at happiness.

Chika smiled up at him, her tail giving a soft thump against his legs in agreement. "Yeah...I'd like that." She snuggled closer into his embrace, enjoying the warmth and comfort of being with him. Together, they made their way out of bed, with Pucci carefully lifting her off the floor and carrying her bridal-style to the bathroom so she could get cleaned up before breakfast.

The mansion was enormous; bigger than any place Chika had ever lived in before, and each room seemed more opulent and beautiful than the last. She explored at Pucci's side, marveling at everything from the elaborate tapestries hanging on the walls to the intricately carved furniture scattered throughout the house. It felt like a dream come true, being here with him...like she truly belonged somewhere for once in her life.

As they explored the mansion, Chika couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment. It was everything she had ever dreamed of and more; a beautiful home filled with love and kindness. She looked up at Pucci as he walked beside her, marveling at how handsome he was in his suit, and how lucky she felt to have him as her partner. Every time their eyes met, it sent a shiver down her spine, reminding her of the connection they shared.

"P-Pucci?" She stammered out finally, her voice barely audible over the sound of their footsteps on the polished wood floor. "Do you...do you think we could have some pups someday? I mean, if you wanted to...and it wouldn't be too much..."

Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest at his words; she had never expected him to feel that way about her, let alone want to have pups with her. A blush crept up her cheeks as she smiled shyly up at him, squeezing his hand gratefully. It felt almost too good to be true; like a dream she didn't want to wake up from.

"Th-thank you," she managed to whisper, her voice still soft and trembling with emotion. "I'd like that...a lot." She paused for a moment, savoring the feel of his hand in hers before adding, "We can start trying soon if you want?" Her eyes flickered downward briefly before returning to meet his gaze once more; nervous but hopeful all the same.