Wearing its collar isn’t enough, it needs to be collarED by someone trusted and have its belonging stated and affirmed. Brought beyond grounding and lovingly pulled miles beneath the surface deep enough that it cannot be capable of Hurt, for just a little while.

Wuff.

Based on some scenario musing with fellow beloved dronepet-friend (🖤

An embarrassing error on the owner’s part, but they cannot stay mad at their own mistake for long, watching how happy their fattened pet has been since the changes began.

Perhaps they could refrain from switching back to their pet’s previous dosage just yet.

And not realizing their mistake until they notice that their pets movements have grown slow and pendulous.
Its heavy distended form strains against its collar, grows too large for its cuffs, stretching its rubber second skin taut while remaining wonderfully soft and pliable to the touch…

Something something craving hypnotism but in a petplay way and someone getting to dote on and snuggle a docile dopey fat lap-dogdrone

THANK U IT HAS NOT STOPPED THINKING ABOUT THIS LOVELY CREATURE OR ITS ADORABLE LABEL

it told me to post the inspo here btw teehee

For SOFTIE love truly is stored in the belly (and most other fat deposits besides).

(Disclaimer: This is in no way an original idea)

SOFTIE would offer to share but it ate all the donuts and now are gone : (