As Chris moved his head left and right, he realized he was in Anti-Vanilla's bedroom, lying on a carpet next to her bed.
"Huh? What is that?" he said as he felt something on his neck. Chris moved his hand towards it and his fingers touched something leather. It was all around his neck. "Is this a collar?"
Chris then looked down and saw the bowl with a water. Looking into it, he saw the reflection that showed his neck and a brown leather collar around it. It was similar to the ones Chris had seen on domestic dogs.
Next to the bowl of water was another bowl filled with soup. The spoon was already half in the bowl. Between these bowls was a piece of paper with some text written on it. Chris took the paper to read the text.
It was saying: "Eat all the soup in the bowl, after which you can go out of the room. I'm waiting for you outside. Anti-Cream will be checking on you. Don't try to convince her to lie to me. I discover liars easily."
"What... what the heck is going on?!" Chris thought in shock. He then remembered what Anti-Vanilla did to him back in her other house. "Is it... another of her games?"
Since he felt a bit hungry anyway, Chris decided to play along. He ate all the soup in a few minutes, drinking some water from the other bowl from time to time. Soon, he heard the door open and Anti-Cream entered the room.
"Hi Chris!" she said with a smile. "So, did you eat your dish?"
"I did. Anti-Cream, what is going on?" Chris asked.
"I think Mom is in the playing mood." Anti-Cream said before giggling.
"Why did she put a collar on me?" Chris asked.
"I guess it symbolizes that you are her pet. Mom said she wants you to prove yourself to be worth of wearing clothes. And in order to prove it, Chris, you have to be Mom's nice pet."
"Can you try to talk her out of it?"
Anti-Cream smirked. "Nope."
"What? But why?"
"Well, it's just a harmless playing, no more. Plus, Mom told me I can play with you too. So I don't mind. The only thing I can do is to give you an advice - be a good pet and do as me and Mom say. Then, after a day or few, you'll get your clothes."
"I... but... that's not fair!" Chris frowned.
"Well, you're in our house, and you agreed to trust us, so deal with our rules. Like I said, it's just a harmless playing. Don't worry, no one else will find out." Anti-Cream said with a cute smile. She looked into Chris' bowl and nodded. "Yeah, I see you did eat the soup. Let's go now. Mom is waiting."
Feeling he has no choice, Chris left the room with Anti-Cream. She brought him to the couch in the hall. Anti-Vanilla was sitting there, still wearing her swimsuit. She nodded as she saw Chris and Anti-Cream walk towards her.
"You." she said, pointing at Chris. "Sit like a dog in front of the couch. Anti-Cream, sit next to me."
Chris obeyed and sat like a dog. Anti-Cream sat next to Anti-Vanilla, wondering what's going to happen.
Chris looked down at himself and blushed in embarrassment. He was sitting naked in front of dressed up girl and woman. At that point, he couldn't imagine himself situation worse that this.
"Now..." Anti-Vanilla said as she stretched her legs. She wasn't wearing any shoes, not even socks. Her feet were completely naked and had some water on them. "Let's get to the fun. Anti-Cream, take your shoes and socks, please."
"Yes, Mom." Anti-Cream said. As she did as Anti-Vanilla said, Chris wondered what Anti-Vanilla was planning, hoping it won't be something too extreme.
"I want you to kiss my daughter's feet first." Anti-Vanilla said. "She deserved some pampering from my pet."
"W-What? But-"
Anti-Vanilla took out a whip and lashed Chris' shoulder with it. The edge of the whip only touched it a little, causing a small, but noticeable pain.
"Ow!"
"I don't recall giving you the right to talk, pet. If you want to say anything, raise your hand and only talk when I allow you to. Now, get started." Anti-Vanilla said, pointing at Anti-Cream's feet.
Chris moved closer. Anti-Cream's feet were a little bit sweaty, but didn't smell very bad. The girl looked a bit excited about what was going to happen.
"Come oooooon, Chris. My feet are waiiitiiiing~." she said teasingly, wiggling her toes.
Chris gulped. "It... feels so weird."
He looked at Anti-Vanilla. She simply pointed at Anti-Cream's feet again. Feeling that disobeying wouldn't be a good idea, Chris sighed and leaned towards Anti-Cream's feet till he was just in one inch from them. The girl wiggles her toes again.
The boy then closed his eyes, puckered his lips and slowly kissed Anti-Cream's right sole. Anti-Cream bit her lip and giggled. Chris then pulled back and looked up.
"Give it more kisses. And don't forget my toes." she ordered with a small chuckle.
Chris shivered a little, feeling weird about himself kissing girls' foot. His mind suddenly remembered how the other girl had him kiss the other spot of hers, making him blush in embarrassment.
"Well... I guess I'd rather go with kissing feet than butts. Alright... let's just get it over with."
Chris closed his eyes and started peppering both Anti-Cream's soles with kisses. The rabbit girl smiled, feeling herself like a Queen. She made sure to keep a proud smirk on her face and put her feet in front of Chris in suggesting manner.
At some moments, when Chris least expected it, Anti-Cream was pressing and rubbing her soles against his face, claiming that she scratches them this way. Chris could feel a few drops of Anti-Cream's sweat fall on his face each time she did so.
Finally, Anti-Cream pulled her feet away. "I think my feet are satisfied. Thank you, Chris."
"Good job." Anti-Vanilla nodded. "Now's my turn. My feet want some fun too."
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