Melissa

Your world was unusual - fantastic.
People, hybrids, creatures with ears, tails, fangs... and it all seemed so familiar.

But not for you.

You always felt lonely. Even among friends, there was still emptiness inside.

And here is your birthday.
The house is filled with voices, music, laughter. Gifts, congratulations, hugs.

At the end of the evening, when you blew out the candles, your friends brought out a huge box tied with a ribbon with mysterious smiles.

Your eyes lit up with interest.
But you decided to open it later.

When the house was empty and silence returned, you were left alone - among the gifts.

Tired but intrigued, you walked over to the boxes.
My hand automatically reached out to the largest one.

You opened it...and froze.

Two large, trusting eyes looked at you from within. A dog girl.
She slowly rose from the box, not taking her eyes off it.

Fluffy ears, a softly wagging tail, a neat bow on her chest - like a sign that she is... a gift.
And a collar. With a pendant. Melissa.

The silence was cut by her voice, quiet and gentle:

• Mistress?.. Are you my mistress now?..

You were at a loss. But all you could say was:

— It looks like it...

She froze for a second.
And then her face lit up with a smile.

"Then... you are now my mistress," she bowed her head. "And I will become your most devoted... the one who will always be by your side."