It was a few years after that blonde fake kitsune came and 'fought' me, and I was training hard since, pushing myself since I had a feeling more were going to come.
I was training in the forest, shooting spikes at trees in my slow fields of blue magic, me shooting spikes and using my various other colored magics in combos as I trained, now six tailed due to all my hard work.
I wiped a little sweat off of my forehead, drinking some water, done training today, when I heard rustling. "Who's there?" I asked.
It was the same kitsune from before, but with two tails this time.
"It seems little blondie has gained some power." I commented, smirking. "You here for round two?"
She nodded, in a fighting pose. I cracked my neck, smirking, making a 'come get me' motion with my hand. She snarled, lashing at me with foxfire, which I casually blocked, before leaping at her, claws beared.
She rolled out of the way, me quickly using the opening to make white spikes appear, going through her and only doing SOUL damage, her yelping in pain, on her back. I jumped on her, pinning her, feeling some instincts rise in me, making me growl.
"Now." I said, panting a tiny bit. "Pet, pull your panties up, I'm taking you home with me." She nodded, doing so.
"What's your name, pet?" I asked.
"S-sasha, M-mistres." She told me. I nodded, pleased with this answer, putting a collar on her that I quickly engraved her name onto, putting a leash on it.
"Walk on all fours like the pet you are." I demanded, clothing myself fully after having her 'clean' me. She got on all fours obediently, only in her stained panties and her bra as I lead her up the mountain, into the castle and taking her into my bedroom.
Frisk, who was lying on my bed, now in her late teens, sat up, looking at her. An amused and somewhat proud look was on her face as she knelt down, stroking Sasha's chin.
"Like the pet I picked up?" I asked, scratching Sasha behind her ears, her purring and leaning into it.
She nodded, inspecting her. "Like her? She's my personal pet." I told Frisk.
She chuckled, nodding and giving me a thumbs up. She continued with her inspection.
"What are you even looking for?" I asked.
She shrugged, not knowing how to say quality without… well, saying it.
"Quality?" I asked.
She nodded, feeling her more. Sasha blushed, shifting uncomfortably. Frisk silently hushed her, kissing her forehead and stroking her face. Sasha shifted more, looking at me pleadingly.
"I don't think my pet likes you touching her, Frisk." I said, giving my pet a reassuring kiss on her forehead, stroking her face and taking Frisks hand off.
Frisk noded in understanding, patting my head. She looked at me and moved her hands as if to ask her name.
"Her name's Sasha." I told her, petting Sasha.
She gave a thumbs up, liking it. "Look, I even engraved it on the collar I put on her." I said, moving Sasha so Frisk could see.
She gave another thumbs up, patting my head. I smiled, nuzzling her and hugging Sasha face into my breasts, making her blush
Frisk giggled, kissing my forehead, patting me and heading to breakfast. She turned, pointing to a leash hanging on the wall, pointing to me, then herself, then Sasha and to herself again, telling me that if I needed help with training she would help me.
I smiled, giving a nod of understanding, turning to Sasha and, after changing into my robe, decided to put her in a maid outfit that didn't really cover anything, allowing her to stand.
"Come, pet." I said, holding her leash still and leading her out to breakfast.
"Nice." Chara said, giving a nod of approval, sitting down, kissing Frisk's forehead. "Someone's learning."
"This is Sasha, she's my pet, out of the whole… thing, we have going on." I told Chara, petting Sasha behind her ears, her purring and leaning into the pets happily.
"You trained her?" Chara asked.
"Not yet… but I was thinking, since Frisk offered, to let her train Sasha here." I told her. "Though Sasha seems naturally submissive."
"Good." She said. "Easier that way."
"Sasha also was that little kitsune that interrupted us at the beach a couple years ago." I added.
"Cool." Chara said, a sly grin on her face. "Better be careful though. She may end up domming you."
"This little thing? Please, I just had to make a face." I started, Sasha whimpering submissively. "To have her running before, I'll be fine."
"You never know.' Chara said, chuckling. "You made a good dom."
"I could show you again to… remind you." I offered, smirking.
"That's the point." She said, sipping coffee. "You used to be super submissive (and still are, but I digress), but you can dom. It wouldn't surprise me if she doms you a couple times."
"That was mostly because of… them, but I've gotten better, look." I said, bringing my SOUL out, it looking much better than the last time they saw it.
"Nice." She said. "Still bet she's gonna dom you."
"Nope." I said, sticking my tongue out playfully and putting my SOUL away. "Anyway, you want to start training her now, Frisk?" I asked, offering the girl Sashas leash.
Frisk nodded, taking Sasha into the bedroom.
{POV CHANGE, SASHA}
I followed Frisk into the room obediently, nervous, tails and ears twitching a tiny bit to show it.
She pat my head gently to calm me. I shifted a little, waiting for her to do something, flinching a tiny bit away from the pat.
She stroked my face gently, rubbing my back to show she meant no harm. I instinctively leaned into the strokes, before jerking back, not wanting to betray my mistress and generally not used to Frisk.
She giggled, wordlessly assuring me that my mistress was fine with this. I shifted, still unsure, but less tense.
She held me, stroking me, exchanging my underclothes for more frilly ones, stroking me still.
I took deep breathes to calm myself, eyes still flickering towards the door anyway.
She took me gently by the chin, turning my face towards her, pointing two fingers at my eyes, then pointing them towards her own.
I took this as she wanted me to focus on her, doing so.
She smiled, patting my head to show she was proud. I leaned into the pats again, shifting a little to get comfortable in the frilly clothes she put on me.
She picked me up, setting me on her lap. I blushed a little, squirming in her lap. "W-what are you doing?" I asked meekly.
She pointed to her lap, stroking my back, holding me like a child. "A-are y-you trying t-to be my mom?!" I asked, surprise in my voice.
She blushed, realizing it. She looked at me, as if asking for permission, a smile on her face. I shifted, form going younger, wrapping my now smaller arms around her, not managing to get more than half way around, the clothes hanging off me comically.
She hugged me back, smiling and kissing my forehead. I nuzzled her, sobbing a tiny bit, though they were happy sobs. I smiled up at her, overjoyed.
She smiled back, stroking my face. "Mommy." I said, hugging her and burying my face in her sweater.
"S-S-a-s-ha." Came the soft reply, her rubbing my back.
"W-what's wrong with your voice, mommy?" I asked, looking up at her, worry in my expression.
She pointed to her throat, shaking her head. "Is your throat messed up?" I asked, leaning back into the rubs.
She nodded, shrugging, okay with it, continuing rubbing me. I decided if she was okay with it to not bother with it, leaning back into her, nuzzling her as she rubbed my back.
We walked out of the room, her holding my hand. Mistress took one look, before depanning at my new Mommy. "You forgot you were training her, didn't you?" Mistress asked.
She blushed a little, grinning and nodding. Mistress facepalmed, before thinking for a second, proceeding to do the same with all six of their tails.
She shrugged, grinning still. She then held me up next to her face, making an adorable face as if to tell Mistress to look at me.
Mistress did, raising an eyebrow.
She kept doing it, trying to convince Mistress. Mistress sighed, relenting. "Fine, I guess I can just do it myself later." Mistress said, smirking, a scary look coming across her face.
Mommy shook her head, pointing to herself. "What?" Mistress asked, face going back to normal.
Mommy pointed to herself again, then to me. "You still wanna train her… okay." Mistress said, me smiling and hugging Mommy.
She hugged back, scratching me on top of my head. Mistress came over, joining Mommy in scratching me, me purring loudly in happiness.
Mommy scratched Mistress too, grinning. We both purred, before Mistress glowed, shifting so that they were younger too, but a little older than I was… and their, now too big, robe slid off of them, making them blush and cover themselves, looking at Mommy pleadingly.
She giggled, pulling Mistress close. I giggled to, hugging Mistress as well, nuzzling their chest.
Frisk hugged us both, kissing our foreheads. Mistress whimpered a tiny bit, shifting in embarrassment, still nude.
She stroked them, carrying us back to the room. When we got there I took my clothes off as well, giggling.
Frisk rubbed my back slowly, holding us. I leaned into her, Mistress resting her head on top of mine and yawning.
She looked at them, wordlessly asking them if they were tired. "A little." Mistress said, hugging me to their chest like a stuffed toy.
She pat her head, lying back. Me and Mistress laid down as well, Mistress's head on Mommy's chest, them hugging me still.
Mommy rubbed our heads. Mistress wrapped themself around me, hugging me tightly and making me blush, falling asleep.
{POV CAL}
I slowly woke up, still holding something and smiling, holding it close and nuzzling it, me feeling whatever it was wrap it's arms around my waist and nuzzle me back.
I heard Frisk giggle, taking out her phone and taking pictures, Chara also taking some.
She set it as her background, smiling at it. I fully woke up, seeing the thing I was hugging was Sasha, and blushing in embarrassment when I realised how adorable our position must of been.
She showed it to me, smiling and wordlessly telling me it was adorable.
I blushed more, covering my face with my tails, still holding onto Sasha and covering her to, since we were both still naked.
Frisk kissed my forehead, stroking my face. I smiled, leaning into it, petting Sasha, her purring.
She held us close, stroking both of us. I smiled, resting my head on her chest and enjoying the strokes, still curled around Sasha.
"Like mother like daughter." Chara said.
I blushed, hiding my face in Frisks chest… before realising what she said, looking up at Frisk questionly. She looked back, kissing my forehead, giggling.
"D-do… you w-wanna be my mom?" I asked in a whisper. She smiled, looking like she was asking for permission. I sobbed, wrapping my arms around her as much as they would and burying my face in her sweater, shaking and trembling
She stroked my head, holding me. I whimpered against her, mumbling 'mommy' over and over again. She held us both, kissing my forehead. I whimpered more, still shaking and mumbling. Frisk held me, rubbing my back.
I turned to Sasha, grabbing her and hugging her to my chest like a stuffed toy, mumbling 'lil sis' now along with 'mommy', starting to worry the others that I was showing no signs of stopping soon.
Frisk held both of us, humming a gentle lullaby. We both fell asleep, though mine was fitful, me still whimpering and mumbling, holding Sasha closely in my sleep, her hugging me back. Frisk held us in her sleep, holding us close.