It had been 3 days since the second worst day of Oliver's young life.

Since getting adopted by Jenny and living with the Foxworths, his life had changed for the better... For the most part.

Being able to live with a wealthy family was one thing, and officially owned by a sweet young lady like Jenny was another, and he had also gained an older sister figure.

And that older sister happened to be a prize-winning 6 time national show champion perfectly-bred poodle.

He and Georgette might not have gotten off on the best paw, with the latter disliking the idea of having to share the spotlight with another animal in the household, and later on lying to his friends about being unhappy here when they came to "rescue" him from the "kidnapping." 

But, she had learnt to share the love that Jenny had shown him in the end, and she had even taken a great liking to him for a few reasons.

His cute face was one of them, sure, but it was the use for entertainment she had found for him that really made her feel like having him around was as much trouble as it was worth.

In truth, the canine had always loved the idea of people loving and admiring her, and lived for the attention. But even more so when it came from other girls, either out of envy or idolisation, and as a result, she wanted a sister to look up to her.

Alas, Oliver was born a boy, but she made due with what she had to work with. Besides, it was more fun this way.

He looked so adorable in the dress and makeup, though that wasn't surprising, given that a beauty expert/goddess was doing the work, and she had the pictures to testify that.

It was killing him inside with every passing second of their first little session, and their second one more recently was even worse, since she had some guests over.

Of course, she, Marian, Duchess and Dixie had a whale of a time, humiliating the poor kitten with their comments and pictures.

Thankfully, they weren't as harsh as he had expected, and he did get a nice reward, albeit an embarrassing one.

The whole time of it, his mouth was wrapped around the older cat's breast, he could see the other two groping and spanking the saluki's bare butt, watching the country girl getting punished like that.

And as soon as his "sister" stroked his cock with her finger, he blew his load like an erupting volcano, shocking all four of the ladies with how eager he was to reap the benefit of his patience.

In the present, the kitten found himself curled up on the sofa with the young lady who was responsible for him, reading a new storybook her father had recently gotten them from their last trip abroad.

It was about a young man, also named Oliver, struggling to find his way on the streets, until he was picked up by a good-natured trouble-maker named Dodger and allowed to join his gang, under the leadership of a man named Fagin.

In fact, it was remarkable how similar this boy's story was to his own. It was almost like his was based on this book's.

Still, regardless of what they were reading about, moments like these with Jenny were what he lived for. Quiet times with the sweetest little thing in the city, enjoying the peace of silence between them and the warmth of the fireplace illuminating the room. It was priceless.

Though, it didn't last for too long, before the sound of the living room door opened, and their other anthro resident of the manor entered.

"Good morning, Georgette!" Jenny greeted, pleased to see her proud poodle.

"Good morning, Jenny." The dog responded, giving the younger girl a curtsey, and glancing at the younger animal next to her. "Good morning, Oliver~"

She winked at him, and he blushed, already fearing what was going to happen again soon.

He just had to hope and pray that she didn't want to "play" their little game with him again.

"Would you mind seeing me in my room, darling?" She continued, keeping her eyes on the feline and a wide grin on her flawless face. "I have something to discuss with you~"

His blood ran cold.

"Uh, I- I- uh..." He stammered, his face bright red.

"It's okay, Oliver." The young human chimed in, smiling at her two favourite pets. "I'll just find something else to read while you're busy."

With a smile, the dog held out her paw, offering him a chance to take it, which the cat obliged.

"Come on, sweetheart~" She cooed, stroking his face with her other. "I think you're gonna like this~"

Not wanting to disappoint his sister, Oliver followed her lead, letting the beautiful dog take him up the stairs to her bedroom, where no doubt she had something "special" waiting for him.

If it was another fashion show, he might have to start arranging to stay with Dodger and the other street dogs at the boathouse more often.

Once they were in the room, the poodle closed the door behind her and gave the younger animal some immediate affection, in the form of a tight hug.

Oliver felt gis head being pressed into those heavenly breasts again, and even through the layer of silk covering her body, he could feel her warm, soft fur and her heart beating.

He didn't know what she wanted from him, and wasn't sure he wanted to know.

"Oh, my precious baby boy~" She happily purred, rubbing the back of his head. "So sweet, aren't you~"

It was a rhetorical question, but the kitten was still too terrified to respond, his cheeks red and his body stiff. Sure, her tits felt like clouds, but he still dreaded to imagine what she had planned.

After a few seconds of being held against her chest, Georgette let go of the boy, allowing him to take a breath.

"You just made me the happiest, lucky girl in the world, and you have no idea how grateful I am for it~"

The young cat looked up at her, confused and curious, as to what she could possibly be talking about.

To answer him,the poodle held up the copies of the pictures taken of him during the party the other day, and his cheeks flushed.

"Look, darling, our beautiful pictures." She announced, showing the images to him. "Do you know how much people paid, just to see pictures of you in that cute, pretty, little dress of yours? They just can't get enough of your cuteness~"

He was too embarrassed to speak, and merely turned away, his face bright red, as she flickered through the set.

"They love your dress, and they love the way you're posed." She went on, holding up the image of him sticking his ass out after pulling down his underwear. "And, my, do they love your cute little bottom~"

"I- I-" Oliver stammered, not knowing how to process what he was hearing.

"Oh, yes, sweetie~" Georgette purred, looking at him with loving eyes. "Over $1000, just to start~"

His eyes widened, and his cheeks reddened even more, if that was even possible.

The dog laughed, and stroked his cheek.

"So, I was thinking as a rward for your good behavior, as well as an incentive to show off more of sweet little Olivia, I'm willing to do a little favor for you. What is it that you want, darling? Anything in the world, and I will do it for you~"

He felt a chill run down his spine.

He was finally getting a chance to ask for anything he wanted. Something else, besides just getting off.

Only question was, how did he want to humiliate her?

"I- I-"

"Don't worry, baby, tell me." She encouraged, stroking his cheek again. "Tell mummy what you want her to do for you, and it's done~"

The young feline gulped, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had an answer, but how could he tell her?

"Money? Toys? Comics? A new skateboard? Anything at all, honey, and it's yours~"

There was only one thing he wanted.

"I- I want you- y- you to- to-"

Georgette raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I think I know~" The poodle cooed, reaching for the zip of her expensive dress. "You want to see your living goddess in all her pure glory again, don't you?"

Oliver didn't answer, just tilting his head up a little to look at the bigger animal's smug grin.

"I can't say I blame you." She went on, pulling it down even more. "Soooo many boys would happily fight over the chance to see a lady like me in the buff. I'm sure you count your lucky stars every night, darling. It's not everyday that you're so fortunate to find yourself living with such a stunning model like myself~"

He gulped again, his eyes fixed on the growing gap in her dress.

"I'm so glad that you've been such a good boy, darling." She went on, sliding her hands along her sides. "So? Out with it, so we can get started~"

The kitten took a deep breath, and said, "I- I want you t- to- to-"

His older companion looked down at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish.

"Come on, sweetheart, just spit it out. You've seen me naked once, so what else do you want to see?" She asked sweetly, proud of 

Oliver swallowed a lump in his throat, and took another breath, before telling her.

"I... W- Want you t- to... L- Let me... Sp- Spa- Spank you."

It wasn't what he had expected himself to say, and certainly not something he would have thought of himself, but he didn't care.

Georgette stopped, and blinked, before giggling and giving reply.

"Alright then, sweetie, if you'd like to let off some steam, then feel free. I can't have my sweet little boy being upset in my house, after all~"

She guided him to sit down on the bed, and pulled down her unzipped dress, revealing her, soft, fluffy body, concealed only by her lacy and expensive-looking lingerie; bra, panties, stockings and that garter thingy.

Oliver's jaw dropped at the sight, his mind short-circuiting, and the dog smirked, before tossing her outer outfit on the bed, sticking her rear out for him.

"Ready, honey?" She inquired teasingly, giving it a subtle shake.

This was hardly ladylike in any sense of the word, but he wasn't mentally prepped to bring that up in an attempt to stop her.

"A- As ready as I'll ever be." The boy answered nervously, feeling his nerves trembling more than they had ever done in his short life.

The dog laughed again, before climbing on top of him, lying on her front atop his lap with her rear exposed. Her chin was resting on her fingers, her face looking as smug and cocky as ever while in his presence.

It was amazing; even when he was the one in control, she was still the dominant one.

Though it wasn't too much of a surprise in hindsight; given her age and experience advantages, and the fact that a lady's godly body on display and at his disposal like this was wrecking his once-innocent mind.

The poodle held back another giggle when she saw him transfixed on the sight of her glorious arse. He looked like his mind was glued to the sight of her firm but bubbly rear.

His mouth was hanging open, his eyes bulging, and his cheeks bright red, but his body wasn't even moving aside from that, which his not-sister found adorable.

"You know, when you're ready~" She teased, her smile growing wider, playfully kicking the air with her raised legs.

He snapped back into reality, and cleared his throat, trying to compose himself.

"R- R- Right... S- Sorry..." The kitten apologised, shakily raising his right hand.

It was vibrating like an earthquake was tearing through his body, and she felt it against her behind.

"Now, now, there's no need to be nervous, Oliver~" The canine cooed, still grinning at him. "Take your time, and just get a good feel of your mummy's big, soft, bum. Go on, show her what you're made of~"

She didn't give him any room to respond, as she wiggled her ass, making it even harder to ignore.

The younger boy could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and he swallowed a lump in his throat, slowly pulling his hand down on the soft, plump pillows before him.

He heard Georgette cooing and purring in approval, as his hand sank into her furry, warm, cushiony buttcheek, and she felt it grip her cheek, squeezing her like a stress ball.

"There, see? Not so bad, is it?" She asked, looking up at him, and winking.

He didn't respond, too busy massaging her ass, but she took his silence as an answer, and chuckled.

"You can do whatever you want, and there's nothing I can do about it, Oliver." The pooch continued, smirking at him. "Just take a handful of my rear, and enjoy giving me my punishment, baby boy~"

With a sigh, he did just that, raising his hand and swiftly bringing it down on her left cheek, moving like his body went through a brief electric shock.

Yet, despite the slap, Georgette looked like she hadn't felt a thing, and instead of a yelp, he heard a giggle, and she smiled up at him, her eyes gleaming.

"Oooh, so strong, aren't you?" She asked mockingly, staring back at him with a grin. "Go on, do it again. I might feel something this time~"

It was hard not to see her taunting him, and he hated to admit, but her words were getting to him.

"O- Okay, y- you asked f- for it!" He responded, trying to keep a strong tone, only for it to falter a second later.

But, regardless, he brought his hand back down, and delivered a swift and forceful slap to the pooch's right buttock, eliciting another giggle.

"That's the spirit, sweetie, keep going!" She exclaimed, smiling at him. "Come on, give mummy a taste of her own medicine~"

With another heavy gulp, the kitten complied, lifting his hand, and bringing it down on the older anthro's bum, slapping her again.

Yet again, she showed no sign of discomfort, and he was beginning to wonder if she was just faking it, and she was just playing around.

"Come on, darling, don't be shy." Georgette insisted, giving her ass a small shake. "Think about when I was spanking your poor little bottom, and remember the humiliation you felt. Now's your chance to take out your frustrations on my bum. Let it all out, baby~"

It was hard for him to stay mad, even if he tried to use the anger he felt at being slapped as fuel, and with each strike, his strength and will power dwindled.

Even his hardest smack wasn't doing anything to make her look like she was hurt by him, no matter how many times he rained his hand down on her.

And she was having a great time, giggling and laughing the whole way through, and making it all the more humiliating for him.

"Hmmm, I just don't understand. A big, strong, muscular tiger like you, can't even make a poor, defenceless, little lady like me wince." The older pet teased, shaking her head in feigned disappointment. "Maybe it's my undergarments that are softening the blows. If only they were out of the way~"

Her words were enough to make him blush again, and his ears flattened.

He was smart enough to take the hint of what she was suggesting for him to do, but he was far too horny to turn it down.

"Y- Your..." The boy stammered, unable to tear his gaze away from the poodle's rear. "O- Okay, i- if that's w- what you want, th- then fine!"

With his shaking hands betraying his confidence, not that he had much right now anyway, it was a little hard to take a hold of her panties and start pulling them down, exposing more and more of her furry, bubbly ass.

But, he was able to get them to her thighs, and she helped him get the rest of the way by lifting her waist enough for him to slip them past.

Now that her bare ass was fully exposed to him again, his mind began melting like a sundae in a heatwave, unable to comprehend the heavenly sight of such a magnificent pair of buttocks at his mercy.

Despite how many times he spanked her already, they hadn't even changed color at all; they remained the same pristine snowy white shade as they always were, as if they were mocking the kitten too.

Speaking of, beneath her slim body, she could feel his little pecker poking into her in a raging stance, clearly aching for her gentle touch again and her lips curled upwards, satisfied to know she was turning him on so much.

Mind you, what else was new?

"Oh dear, my poor derriere! Exposed and at the mercy of this vicious predator!" She cried out dramatically, raising her head and bringing the back of her hand to her forehead, as if she was fainting. "Whatever am I to do?!"

Oliver's brow furrowed, before he slapped her again, this time on her right buttock.

"H- How's that, y- you-" He attempted to insult her, but the sound of her amused laughter cut him off.

"Oh, sweetie, it's no wonder that you're so eager to get out of the house and stay with your friends." The canine teased him further, sticking her lower lip out in a mocking pout. "If I was a weak wittle kitty like you, I'd want my big, strong doggies to protect me from the big, bad meanies~"

He scowled at her, and smacked her harder, earning another laugh.

As much as he didn't want to acknowledge ot, her teasing was doing a good job at making his erection even more eager for action.

Maybe he just liked that kind of degradation.

"Honestly, if you're going to have the strength of a little girl, we may as well keep you as one." She continued, bringing back the memories from their last two playtimes in this room together. "Would you like that... Olivia~?"

Her voice sent a chill down his spine, and his cheeks flushed.

He hated that name. It only reminded him of what happened last time and the time before. Being dressed up and humiliated like that, toyed with and spoken down to, having his masculinity completely ripped away.

And yet, at the same time, he didn't want it to end.

It was so confusing, so embarrassing, and so wrong, but it felt right at the same time.

Even now, his one chance to do whatever he wanted to get back at her, and she wasn't even flinching at her punishment.

Hell, SHE was the one teasing him!

It was so messed up, and it wasn't like he had a choice in the matter, but at the same time, it was also strangely arousing, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to deny that.

He kept up the spanking, but was clear he was doing more damage to his own hand than to her, and her butt was as perfectly round and firm as ever, as if he had never hit it.

"Come on, baby, you can hit me harder than that." Georgette encouraged him, glancing back at him and smirking. "If I don't feel anything within the next 10 smacks, I'm going to kiss those cute little lips of yours~"

Her words sent a tingle down his spine, and the kitten's eyes widened, as his cheeks turned bright red.

"Wha- Wh- What?! N- No!" The young feline yelped, trying his best to smack her harder.

"Oooh, you're so cute when you're desperate, Olivia." The canine purred, her smile growing wider. "Just give in so we can get you dressed up, and let mummy kiss your pretty little face~"

As if his embarrassment wasn't enough, she had to remind him of the previous times they'd played together, and her teasing was doing wonders in keeping his member erect and eager.

He knew that no matter how hard he hit her, he wouldn't be able to do anything to her, but his pride wasn't going to let him give up that easily.

So, he kept slapping her, hitting her faster and faster, harder and harder, but still not making a dent.

The dog's butt was a lot tougher than he was expecting, and her taunting him certainly wasn't helping matters, but he refused to give up, and kept on trying.

But alas, he had only 5 more to go, before she would follow through with her threat of showing him some affection.

His cock was throbbing harder than he thought it could, desperate for either one of them to touch it just once.

"5 chances left, sweetie." She taunted him, her tail wagging back and forth. "Better work fast~"

The boy scowled, and his frustration got the better of him, causing him to start hitting her a lot harder, but still to no avail.

And to make matters worse, the poodle grabbed her purse and opened it up, reaching for her little makeup kit, getting out the little gold tube that he recognised all too well.

She popped the lid open, and the kitten watched as the pink lipstick slid out, the tip glimmering in the light, and his eyes widened in horror.

"You know, if you're having trouble with my arse, maybe I can give you a little incentive~" She taunted, applying the sticky substance to her lips, smearing it over the soft skin and making them stand out, shining bright. "What do you think, Olivia~?"

He could already picture himself wearing that lipstick after she kissed him with it, and it didn't help the arousal that was building up in him even more.

His little boner was twitching like it was ready for release on their command.

He tried again to discipline her hard enough to get a reaction out of her, but it was a lost cause.

"Tick-tock, sweetie~" She sang, giggling again, her smile wide as ever, before she kissed the air. "Would you like a taste, Olivia~?"

It was hard not to think about how much he actually wanted to accept her offer, but his stubborn pride refused to let him.

He wanted her to feel something from him, and he wanted her to admit defeat, as impossible as that seemed at this point.

He only had two spanks left, but he doubted he would be able to make a difference.

"Come on, Oliiiiiviaaaa~" The older canine teased him, shaking her rear teasingly. "Kissies for my beautiful baby girl~"

There were too many mixed feelings for him to try and unpack right now.

The only thing he was sure of was the fact that she was making him so horny, and that her ass was so tempting, that it was beginning to cloud his judgement, and make his pride seem irrelevant.

He rbrought his little hand up again and swatted her soft buttocks once more, still feeling nothing and hearing her giggling.

He didn't even know why he was still trying.

He was starting to realise that the dog was right about him. He was weak, and she could do anything she wanted with him, and he wouldn't be able to stop her.

One spank left, before the end.

"That's my good little girl, keep fighting the good fight~" The poodle praised him, winking at him. "Don't let mummy win. You can do it, I believe in you~"

It was obvious she was toying with him, but still he might as well get it over with.

So, with one last, hard, smack, he finished his punishment, and was rewarded with nothing, and the canine looked back at him, and smiled.

"Oh well, you tried your best~" Georgette announced, pushing herself up with her hands and turning around to face him. "Here, have a treat, sweetheart~"

Before the cat could respond, her lips met his, and he melted in her embrace, feeling her soft lips pressing into his, and her arms pulling him into a tight hug, and her breasts squishing against his chest.

And to add to his shameful efforts, that brief contact was all it took for him to make a mess in the front of his shorts, as his penis throbbed and spurted, leaving a wet stain, and making his cheeks burn.

After a few seconds of his humiliation, she pulled back, smiling at him, and giggling as she looked down at his crotch.

"You... You actually just did that..." The dog remarked, still laughing.

She didn't even need to touch him down there, and she still brought him to orgasm, just from the kiss alone.

His cheeks burned bright red, and his ears flattened, but his body was ready to collapse from exhaustion, whereas the pooch just laughed it off.

"Oh, you poor thing~" She cooed, patting his head and scratching behind his ears, gently lowering him to the soft mattress below them, as his eyes began to flutter shut. "You must be so tired, being so worked up over a silly little thing like that. Go ahead and take a nap, and when you wake up, I'll make sure you'll be nice and ready for another playdate~"

Her words continued to give him mixed feelings, but he really didn't have the energy to think about them.

All he knew was that his body was tired and sore, and he was ready to lie down and get some rest, which was exactly what he did, falling asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

With him out cold, the canine planted another kiss on his forehead, leaving a pink lip print on his orange fur.

"I can't wait to see what we can do with you next, Olivia~" She whispered, before standing up and getting dressed, putting her panties back on and zipping up her dress, not bothering to fix the makeup mark.

In fact, she had just the thing to really put her little toy in its place.

In one of her wardrobes, she had a little something that she had been saving for the right time. Something she was sure little Oliver would've objected to more than the previous stuff.

Opening up the clothing confines, the poodle reached for a little white and pink box, with a little heart-shaped lock sealing the contents inside.

"Ohhh, you are going to be just precious~" She cooed to herself, looking over at the sleepy kitty.