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Ankha’s Perfect Squeaky Pet
A human has come to our island! After the many years of anticipation, someone actually decided to visit our lovely place, where the sun is always shining bright, all the animals are happy and cheerful, and all their demands are met no matter how far they go!
The human comes to the shore of the island and looks around. Cute houses plastered everywhere and covering each and every portion of the piece of land, great places for fishing, and even areas for leisure time.
The new resident was met with all the proper manners and honors, and yet something still felt a little bit strange. After all, there were no people at all, and yet this somehow also felt usual for places like these. After all, why would there be people on animal islands? Only to take care of the lovely pets and have fun with them!
Still, the very first thing to do was to go to Tom Nook and realize that there would always be a need to give bells over and over again, with the rate changing all the time… but well, maybe this was going to be less of an issue later.
And yet as soon as this is finished, so much fun can be done! The human spent all day trying to make friends with the other residents of the island, talking to each and every one seen in the vicinity and already presenting just how good it will be to live together. After all, what exactly could go wrong in a place so cute, bright and lovely? And especially where the residents were so welcoming and would love to have a human along with them.
Spending some time with Isabelle, the human already presented what he is good at. As this was already written down, the mayor secretary started quickly taking notes. The house for the new resident was presented to him, and while there was nothing inside and everything looked quite empty with only the bed being placed in the corner, but the place would still get filled sooner or later. The evening was already getting closer and closer, as the whole sky was getting darker, with the stars appearing one after another. The next day would be filled with even more fun! After all, welcoming a new resident takes quite some time, and making friends with neighbors is a very good idea.
Human got into the bed and fell asleep after a long day full of new acquaintances. Isabelle got back into the town hall, trying to write something down. ‘’Oh… I completely forgot to ask the name of our human… Too late to come back I presume, might have to just write Human temporarily.’’ Isabelle thought to herself, blushing a bit and feeling how the embarrassment was getting over her, since having spent a whole day with the new resident, she didn’t even know his name.
Her floppy ears quickly raised as soon as she realized what happened, and yet got back down to the sides of her head, as she tried to hide her embarrassment at least a bit. She quickly put her hands on the suggestion box trying to see what exactly the villagers wanted, as each and every week at least some of the desires had to be met.
Label needed some more outfits for her collection, Redd is going to come soon for us to buy artworks for some reason, Katrina wants to find what’s responsible for her bad luck, Ankha needs a rubber pet… Huh?
Isabelle looked at what was written and tried her best to make sense out of what was given as a task. She did not really believe what she saw, and so she decided to come directly to Ankha and ask the cat about the thing written for the suggestion box.
Coming out of the town hall during the night, Isabelle went right to the house seen somewhere on the outskirts. She quickly knocked on the door, holding a piece of paper in her hands and still blushing as soon as she looked at it.
Ankha opened the door and started rubbing her eyes. The snooty cat was already a little irritated. The navy blue and gold striped cat with eyeliner and orange eyeshadow scowled at the dog. The cat was wearing a pharaoh headdress and Egyptian outfit. ‘’What do you want at such late time?’’ the question of the cat was straightforward.
Isabelle’s ears got a bit raised, and she blushed like crazy, showing the piece of paper to the one who supposedly made the suggestion. ‘’Erm… it’s this. Is this really what you want? It is possible to make this but… I just really wondered if you do mean it.’’ The question was met with Ankha looking around, as if checking if others were also present.
‘’Exactly that. I want a rubber pet. It’s one of the traditions of the pharaohs, and I want to feel what it’s like to have one.’’ Ankha answered right away, with Isabelle’s gaze completely losing any hope in normality of the one in front of her. ‘’…who would you like to have as a pet then? Every villager knows you here, maybe?’’ the question was quickly stopped by the cat, who thought just a little bit and already had an idea. ‘’A human is fine too.’’ And as soon as this was said, Isabelle’s jaw dropped down in shock. ‘’But… we just got to know him, he just got here today, it’s not like we can just turn him into your pet.’’ Isabelle decided to question what was happening.
Ankha shrugged her shoulders. ‘’A human is fine, as I said. It’s not like anyone will know about this. And in such way, he will serve the perfect purpose and will become a good example too.’’ Ankha then closed the door and left Isabelle completely flabbergasted, with ideas jumping in her mind one after another. She still had to do something by the morning, and so she started coming up with a plan
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Waking up in the morning turned out to be more difficult than the new resident thought. For some reason he could not really move, everything felt stuffy and it with each and every single motion there was this strange creaking and squeaking sound.
It was hard to see, until something was taken off the eyes, and yet even after this there was a strange feeling that something was still in front of them. The slightly muffled sound allowed to hear what was really happening. ‘’Here is your present, Ankha!’’ Isabelle said in a happy and cheerful tone, quickly wagging her tail from side to side, while on the face of the cat there was a true happy smile, seen after the many days of scowling.
Breathing was also made a bit more difficult, as the only way was to suck on a small tube that was inserted into the mouth. Every now and then it was possible to make a deep breath. The resident was completely suited from head to toes, put into the heavy rubber bitchsuit made to look exactly like Ankha, and yet made in this squeaky and shiny adorable appearance.
And while he did not see it, Isabelle and Ankha could see this quite well, as both enjoyed the picture of the new resident struggling in a heavy rubber outfit and trying his best to at least make the two react to what he was doing. And yet all the struggling was only met with Ankha’s sadistic giggling and laughter, as it turned out that the bossy cat also had quite a unique sense of how she could get the others to respect her.
The head of the costume was made out of thick inflatable latex. The pointy ears were dark blue, with the inner portions being yellow and having the usual contrast that Ankha always had with her fur. The hairstyle was also similar, made out of the dark blue latex, with the portions on the sides framing the face, and bangs slightly covering the eyes. As for the eyes, they were always opened wide, as if shocked and constantly looking with the most focus they ever could.
And so that the one inside could see what was happening with at least a little bit of detail, he had four openings in the pupil portion of the latex headpiece, allowing to see at least something. The cute muzzle was yellow and also had the small tube coming out of it, as every now and then there was a stream of air coming out if it along with a heavily muffled ‘’mghhmm’’ or any other sound of protest that could be heard from the struggling resident suited to look exactly like his new owner who was very happy with the results of the work.
The rest of the rubber body has been painted into bright and shiny yellow, with the limbs having a different color to them. The hands and the legs have been pressed to the body, with the hands being pressed right against the shoulders, with some thick and soft rubber padding added to the elbows so that it was easier to walk. And the same was done to the feet, which were carefully pressed towards the bottom.
At each end there was a shiny dark blue ring on the level where the limbs were bent and pressed together, and right after the rings came the dark blue paw painting made on top of the shiny yellow rubber. And there was even a big inflatable latex tail made out of same yellow shade of latex, yet having a blue tip. It was perfectly soft and squishy.
‘’He is so cute me-meow. Love the new doll of mine. Maybe I will also show him to everyone else me-meow.’’ Ankha continued, laughing to herself every now and then and clearly enjoying what was happening. She turned the rubberized pet over, making him reveal exactly what was between the legs, with a round and large yellow bulge having a dark blue icon of padlock drawn on it.
He could at least see that it was a bright morning, with the sun already hitting the eyes and making it hard to keep them open. And yet every now and then he would try to look between the legs to see what was happening. Ankha was holding a vibrating wand with her hands, tightly pressing it against the round rubber bulge and constantly pushing and kneading it as hard as she could, as the rubberized resident could be heard moaning and grunting under the thick layers of latex, having no ability to do anything about this little reward given to him.
And even in such condition he could feel that under the layer of latex between his legs there was also something else that completely prevented the chances of getting more pleasure, as he could feel the grasp of a plastic chastity cage, present at all times and while covered in rubber, making the sensations a little number and harder to feel.
At some point, realizing that this definitely led to more pleasure, he started trying to move his hips, hardly finding the strength to do so with all the creaking constantly present in his ears, as he could hear this better than anyone else while trapped and encased in his new rubber petplay prison.
It looked like the whole front yard was turned into something else, something that would be perfect for a squeaky shiny pet. There was a portion with two big bowls, with one containing water, and the other being empty so far. In the corner, right next to the fence there was a dog house! Well, in this case it would be better to call it a cat house, and it had just the right size to fit the new squeaky pet of Ankha. Everyone had to see just how happy the lovely cat was about her new pet.
For some reason only now after all the moaning, Ankha got a little bit bored, so she got the wand off the bulge and started tapping it with the tip of the wand just a little bit. ‘’Try to entertain me, say meow meow, human.’’ The sadistic cat said, with a smug smirk on her face, whilst she continued tapping the bulge.
Having heard the conditions under which everything had to happen, the human pathetically tried to make the meowing sounds, and yet could hardly even say a single word. The cat was properly amused, and yet it would be even more amusing to just leave the denied and chastised human even more abstinent.
She placed one of her hands on his knee, squishing it and feeling the heavy rubber squeak under her own grasp, while the tip of the wand was still touching the rubber bulge and pressing on it whenever she felt like it. Isabelle was seen all red and blushing, and yet smiling at the picture. ‘’Very well then! I will leave you two, have fun and don’t forget to make requests if you have any!’’ the kind secretary then went back to the town hall, leaving the sadistic cat and her pet together, with Ankha getting only more and more ideas regarding what she could do.
Ankha quickly put a large rubber collar on the neck of her pet, with a small metal pet tag, just simply saying ‘’Ankha’s Squeaky Pet’’ and nothing else, not even a single mentioning of the human resident who was a newcomer to the island and was just turned into the rubber pet while he didn’t even spend a single week amongst the new neighbors and friends.
The leash was connected to the collar, as Ankha started tugging it and walking out of the house. ‘’Come on, human! Let’s go and have some fun! I have to show you to everyone else.’’ And so, the tugging of the leash continued, with the pet having no other choice but to roll over and start walking, with each and every step having this heavy feeling to it, and the shiny bright sun making the petsuit feel even more stuffier than it was with the thick layers of rubber already covering the skin fully. At least there was a small tube through which he could make deep breaths.
Walking on all fours, applying so much force into his elbows and knees, he continued walking right after his new owner, with the scene already becoming more and more difficult to endure considering all the humiliation and the discomfort created by the costume that would likely be on the body for much and much longer than initially intended.
Ankha happened to be walking in the middle of the island where she could see many other residents. Most of them had their eyes constantly focused on the rubber pet walking hardly and constantly moaning and grunting something in the puffy latex petsuit. The reactions were all priceless and it did look like Ankha was enjoying all the attention she was getting and all the fun she had just by walking her new rubber pet.
Poppy could also see this, with the squirrel smiling and blushing like crazy, yet still keeping silent. Isabelle was already checking on the other residents and saw their reaction when they saw the squeaky pet, with most getting quite excited about this, yet also heavily embarrassed and hardly keeping all seriousness while right next to it.
Isabelle got a bit closer to Ankha and started asking her about the initial idea. For some reason she did as much as she could even to the point of making the rubber outfit for the pet, and yet only now the secretary had an idea of questioning where exactly the idea came from. ‘’So… how did you even decide to have a squeaky pet? You did not really have anything like that before, and it’s not like I ever heard about your desire to get one.’’ And to this Ankha already had what to say, as the cat proudly placed her hands on the sides and closed her eyes while smiling. ‘’Well, I’ve got an idea from a book on the ancient Egyptian mythology.’’ And upon hearing this, Isabelle got completely flabbergasted by this… she knew at least something regarding Egyptian mythology, but never ever in her life did she hear about something like this. Sure, Ankha really loved mummifying other residents of the island and she was a big fan of making others worship her like a pharaoh while she sat on the throne.
Well, after such a turn of events, it would be quite possible that the others would also really want to get a squeaky pet. Ankha made the perfect advertisement, and with all the advertisement she now created, this could lead to either a half of island becoming pets, or more and more newcomers getting on the shores… just for the sake of getting rubberized. This would greatly affect the reputation of the island, and yet Isabelle kept realizing all of this only now. Maybe just this single little choice was already a little bit too much.
Ankha still kept walking her pet, and even while clearly hearing that it was hard for him to continue, she would still tug the leash under the playful threat that the pet would be left without any rewards. Well, after this he tried his best to move a bit more confidently and try his best to make it so that the rubber petsuit became at least a tiny little bit more comfortable. The other residents sure started feeling that something was quite wrong. And yet each and every time when there was a question regarding the new human resident, Ankha would happily point at the rubber pet right next to her and say exactly what the others feared to hear. ‘’He’s right here, so don’t worry about him!’’ the cat sure treated all of this like if it was totally fine.
The whole day was spent walking around with a rubber pet of hers, trying to get as much attention as possible, as only at some point she felt tired and decided to go back home, leaving the rubber pet on the front yard, clipping the leash to the fence so that it was impossible for the pet to escape. Now that there was a little less movement, less heat was made, so he could at least take a little break and try to calm down after the long walk… and it looked like he would be walked on a daily basis, only until Ankha had enough fun.
Isabelle decided to come to Ankha after a long day of hard work. Now all the suggestions looked quite strange to say the least, with most of them now having this strange fetishistic context to them, and most of the residents wanting something… quite different than they usually did. Each and every single suggestion made the secretary blush and wag her tail nervously. She was still wondering about the book that was mentioned by Ankha. She really wanted to know whether the rubber encasement of the new resident was in any way related to a hoax, or if it was really in any way related to what was actually practiced long long time ago.
Isabelle came to Ankha’s home, seeing the pet as the very first thing right in front of the building, making the dog blush and think how she carelessly allowed all of this to happen. She knocked on Ankha’s door and watched the cat come out, eating dates with honey. ‘’Me-meow?’’
Isabelle didn’t know how to even ask her question, but still tried. ‘’So… what was the book and who gave it to you?’’ and just like that, Ankha looked to the side and tried to recall. ‘’Poppy, it was her book. I don’t remember the name, but you might as well try to ask her. It was really good if you ask me-meow.’’ The cat continued, as she then came closer to the rubberized pet, who let out a quiet moan while he was petted by his owner.
She grabbed the leash and started coming closer to the large cat house in the corner. The pet was made to walk inside, and just like that, the door to cat house was closed, with the cat putting a large padlock on it. After all, she didn’t want her pet to be taken away from her, nor did she want to have anyone else have fun with him. It was hers and hers only.
‘’Sweet dreams, pet. Tomorrow we will continue everything and walk for even more time. Let’s go to the beach together. Oh! And get you in a squeaky bikini too~ hehehe.’’ Ankha already started planning and fantasizing what she could do with a new pet.
Isabelle felt a strong need to come right to Poppy and find out what exactly happened between her and the cat. And just like that, in a matter of several minutes she was already at the front door of the squirrel. Welcomed inside, Isabelle already started questioning Poppy, trying to get closer to the answer of how all of this turned out this way.
Poppy blushed a little bit, quickly realizing what was the book mentioned by Isabelle. She quickly went to one of book shelves and got a hard cover book called ‘’Rubber and Egyptian Mythology’’ which was released just recently. Looking at its contents, Isabelle started skimming it to see the portion about the pets, as she quickly found what she was looking for.
[A long time ago, many pharaohs had all kinds of pets, and yet the most honorable fate for the servant of the pharaoh was to be rubberized and turned into the personal purpose of the ruler, made specifically for entertainment and making the leader feel happy about how devoted the servants can get. It was very often that the servants were rubberized from head to toes and made to look exactly like their ruler. In a way this was a strange and fetishistic form of a mirror, yet made by the best artists, masters of their work.
Author unknown. 2010]
The text then continued with detailed descriptions, featuring rubber mummies and other things that were definitely inspired by the setting, but turning it into a bizarre fetish dream. It turned out that all of this wasn’t even a hoax, but a small thing written as ‘what if’ scenario.
Isabelle blushed and looked at Poppy. ‘’But you do realize that all of this is just fiction and has nothing to do with what happened in reality?’’ the question was obvious, and the squirrel just nodded her head. ‘’I do, but Ankha doesn’t. She still thinks that the book is genuine and all of this is descriptions of what happened, so she is now trying to copy some of it…’’
Ankha’s own ignorance led to her becoming more and more into what was unfolding, with the rubberization of the whole island now seeming imminent and inevitable. And a certain bookworm had something to do with all of this.