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I got a house.

Not a leasehold or a rental, I own the building itself. Simply put, I became a building owner. In my twenties.

After the movers left, I surveyed the house alone. Many rooms, a large living room and kitchen. A bathroom with everything. It’s not an exaggeration to call it luxurious. It was the kind of house you see the chaebols living in on dramas.

I stood in front of the huge glass wall that replaced one side of the living room wall and took in the view of Seoul below. The scenery looked even more beautiful thanks to the rising sun. I wondered what it would look like at night.

“Puhuhu, it was worth it for the few times I pounded her.”

Recalling the ajumma who, even though she received a regular payment, begged me to pound her, I sat on the living room sofa.

Her initial arrogance, all that screeching and insults from the very first meeting…I pounded her deep without any foreplay. The way she wriggled on the floor after I came inside her two or three times is still vivid in my mind.

She’s a woman who’s practically in heat like a dog, getting sperm from the hospital, but seeing this house I’ve gotten, I think I made the right choice pounding her.

I leaned my heavy body against the soft sofa, and it sunk deeply. I leaned my body back as much as possible and stretched my long legs onto the table. I connected my TV to YouTube and flipped through the remote, looking for something to watch.

There were various videos lined up: a news channel I subscribed to because I liked the announcer’s voice, high-level female streamer channels, and more. Down, down, down. I kept pressing the down button on the remote, looking for something to watch.

“…A puppy?”

Among them, I found a puppy video. A puppy video was right there on the YouTube screen, which was full of flesh-toned content. Curiosity arose, so I pressed the play button.

The video showed a black puppy running in a field. A man, presumably the owner, throws a blue frisbee far away, and the black puppy immediately fetches it. This is repeated several times. It wasn’t a particularly special video. But something about it was fun, so I played several videos in a row.

“A puppy… Should I get one?”

Sometimes, at school, I would overhear kids talking about whether they preferred cats or dogs. Personally, I preferred cats over dogs. Because you have to walk dogs. I hated going outside, so I preferred cats, which don’t require that.

That doesn’t mean I dislike dogs, so seeing these videos made me want to raise one. And my house is spacious. Maybe a large dog would be alright, I thought.

“Hmm, what should I do?”

I turned down the TV volume and closed my eyes for a moment. It was a habit I had when I was pondering something.

The image of it dripping saliva while obediently following my command when I say ‘wait’, the sight of it awkwardly crawling on all fours to fetch the ball when I throw it, and the way it sticks close to me when we go for a night walk, all came to mind.

“…First, I should buy a leash.”

That seems like the best thing to do.

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As lunchtime approached, the summer sun began to shine intensely.

Seeing the shimmering heat rising from the road, I lightly tied my long hair back. Despite wearing the thinnest clothes possible, I started to sweat. Even the breeze felt warm rather than cool.

“…”

Eyes are drawn to me.

My large body and correspondingly large breasts attract attention, and the part that bulges from my groin to just above my left knee draws even more attention. Men and women alike can’t look away.

“Ah…”

“Ugh… That, ugh…”

As soon as I glanced at them, they lowered their eyes and went on their way. Seeing them grovel at a single glance was always amusing. It was amusing to see them realize their place and bow down.

After walking for a while, sweat beaded on my forehead, and my cleavage and underboobs were drenched in sweat. A sweet scent from the sweat filled the air. It was a sweet scent that would make anyone passing by pause for a moment.

If I walk along the Han River from the building, I’ll come across a small pet supply store.

A small shop run by a young owner without any part-timers. Small puppies in cages along the walls, and various pet supplies filling the rest of the space. I opened the door, bowed my head slightly, and stepped inside.

“Welco…me…”

Leaving the owner, dressed in black sweatpants and a white shirt with an apron over it, behind, I checked the pet supplies first.

Most of them were toys, snacks, and food.

“Where are the leashes?”

“Yes, yes?”

“Leashes. Where are they?”

When there was no answer, I turned my head, and saw the owner trembling, looking terrified. He looked like a cat, but his trembling made him look like a rabbit. Though it was cute.

Still, the lack of an answer was a little annoying.

“Um, could you get me a leash?”

“Ah….Yes, yes! I’ll, I’ll get…hic…I’ll get it for you…!”

“Haah…”

“C, c-cough..!”

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Watching the owner go to fetch the leashes, I lightly tapped my foot on the floor. Seeming to hear the tapping, the owner’s hands began to move faster.

“I got it!”

The owner brought three leashes—red, black, and blue leather leashes.

“Will they fit a large dog?”

“Yes? Uh… I think so…? They’re adjust…able…”

The owner was short.

Of course, I mean relatively short compared to me.

He came up to just below my breasts, probably around 150 -160 cm.

Average… for a woman.

Because of the difference in our size, I naturally looked down at him. Because of that, he didn’t seem to be able to make proper eye contact, constantly avoiding my gaze.

“Well, I’ll find out when I try it.”

“Yes…?”

I took one of the leashes from the owner’s hand and put it around his neck. The cold leather touched his skin, and he slightly flinched.

“Hng. It fits well.”

“Y-yes…uh-huh? G-guest…?”

The leash fit snugly around his neck. There was just enough space for a finger. I hooked my finger in the gap between the leash and his neck and pulled.

The owner was pulled along without resistance.

“He looks exactly like a cat, doesn’t he.”

“Guest….you, you shouldn’t…do this…”

“Be quiet.”

Barely suppressing a laugh at his face, which looked like he was about to cry, I grabbed his apron and tugged. With a rip, the apron tore. I then ripped his shirt, revealing his small chest.

A small frame, small breasts, pink areolas, and protruding nipples. I tapped the small pink nipples with my fingernails.

“Guest…you shouldn’t…do th-this…”

“Mouth.”

“Uh, uh?”

“Open your mouth.”

His face flushed, he opened his mouth, and I dripped saliva inside.

Drip, drip. His eyes flickered as the saliva filled his mouth. He looked bewildered.

“Swallow.”

At my command to swallow, he closed his eyes tightly and swallowed the saliva that filled his mouth.

I heard him gulp.

“Uh, uh?”

His eyes widened.

“W-what…? This is, strange…”

“Delicious?”

“Tas-taste…? Taste…? I…don’t know…”

“Then eat more.”

I fed him more saliva as he opened his mouth again. Saliva dribbling down his long tongue. His eyes wide, he flicked his tongue trying to get more saliva.

I pinched the nipple, which had become taut and firm.

I pinched the nipple between my thumb and forefinger, tugging on it. The owner thrashed.

“No..! Don’t do this, no… noo…”

“Why not?”

“No… why? No… no… why…? Ugh…? I can’t…uh…?”

His speech trailed off.

As he let out a voice filled with questions, I continued to tug at his chest. I pinched, squeezed, slapped, and pulled his breasts. His breasts quickly bruised and reddened. However, as time passed, moans began to replace his screams.

Thump. Drip, drip.

The liquid from between the owner’s legs had soaked the floor. A pool of yellow urine mixed with clear vaginal fluid formed.

His legs seemed to give way, and sticky vaginal fluid continued to flow from between his legs. His limp body was half-hanging, barely supported by the leash.

“…”

What should I do?

The owner, with vacant eyes, drooling saliva and vaginal fluid. The thought of throwing him on the ground and fucking him came to mind.

He’s small. Small enough to be used like an onahol with one hand. His small pussy would undoubtedly feel good, and no one would say anything if I fucked him here. But-

“I didn’t plan on a cat.”

-I don’t want a cat yet.

I wanted a dog, not a cat. Always in heat, crawling on all fours, pleased when fucked—it will be similar, but their appearance is different. I want a woman slightly bigger than this one for a dog.

“I should stop here.”

It’s almost 2 o’clock.

I’m hungry, I should go home today.

“Ugh, uh… hic…”

I removed my finger from between his neck and the leash. The owner’s body collapsed, losing its strength. His body trembled, lying in the thick vaginal fluid.

“Well, he’s fairly cute.”

After removing the leash from his neck, I roughly threw the torn clothes over his body and left the shop.

The sun was still scorching hot. Feeling the gazes gathering around me, I rushed back home.

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“Ugh…!”

A stream of cold water washed over my body.

It ran down from my large breasts, over my slender waist and navel, down to my large cock between my legs. A droplet of water clung to the large glans, then dropped.

I roughly dried myself with a towel and put on a large bathrobe. The fluffy bathrobe enveloped my smooth skin.

“I’ll order some pizza.”

I opened a food delivery app on my phone and ordered pizza. A total of five pizzas, costing 280,000 won.

On the living room table, two leashes were lying around. The red and blue ones; the black one was being washed and dried after getting covered in vaginal fluid.

“I need to find a puppy…”

While going to and from the pet shop, I saw many people on the street, but I couldn’t find a puppy that I liked. Something felt slightly off.

“Well, I’ll look again tomorrow, and if there’s nothing I like then I’ll get a cat.”

There’s plenty of time.

I’m not in a hurry for a pet, I just thought about it and I wanted one. It would be nice to have one, but I don’t necessarily need one.

That said, my pizza should be arriving soon.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang right on time.

I got up from the sofa, and when I opened the door, I saw a blonde woman holding five pizzas.

“Hng?”

The delivery woman with golden hair, even though I opened the door, didn’t come inside. She froze there, holding a mountain of pizzas.

“Uh?”

“Uh, eh? Th…What?”

Her face reddened, a look of shock on her face. Her eyes were fixed on the front of my open bathrobe. Or, rather, my cock. I noticed her breathing was ragged.

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, I didn’t ventilate the room.

Drooling as I stared at the dumbfounded delivery woman, I swiftly surveyed the delivery woman’s body while taking the pizzas from her and placing them on the floor.

About my height to my chest, approximately 170cm She had golden hair and blue eyes; of mixed-race, or a foreigner. She was well-developed with a large chest and hips, and wide pelvis. Her face bore a resemblance to a puppy; docile and cute.

Um… decided.

“Uh…?”

I grabbed her arm and pulled her inside.

The door locked with a beep.

The puppy had found its way to me.