“Food is love,” Master Pravus always has told me. “Food means love.” And I don’t understand that language because even when I didn’t use a feeding tube, I liked food but like, I didn’t find it to be a thing I used for comfort. Pleasures of the flesh, yes.. But if I was sad or […]
Read MoreIt started off with Master Pravus teasing me mercilessly before my tubbie. It was fairly innocent. Every now and then, he starts teasing me with his glasses because he knows it makes me weak. The thing is though, he doesn’t usually try to get in my head over it. And I don’t remember what we […]
Read MoreThis has to be one of the strangest ways I have borne a mark of service to Master Pravus, but it was bizarre, and so here we go. Buckle up babes. The first thing you should know is that, I’ll do almost anything Master Pravus asks. I mean, okay- just about anything within reason. I’m […]
Read MoreMaster Pravus has curiosities that I don’t entirely satisfy. I guess I’m not really a Snickers but, you know, being in general a fairly open-minded and not easily repulsed little wombat I’m fairly open to help him explore. I may not ever be the perfect snack bar for what he’s craving, but I’ll try most […]
Read MoreI posted a very silly meme recently on Twitter. It doesn’t really matter what the meme had in it exactly. I mean. It caused a very silly conversation to occur. I had posted it on my (xxx) Tumblr but now I think I’m probably going to start posting a series of little keyholes based on […]
Read MoreYou know, I love to be humiliated. But Master Pravus and me have been together for so long that the humiliation factor… I mean, it’s tough! I have almost no shame in front of him anymore. It’s good being comfortable in front of each other, but things that just are terrifying to me in front […]
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