"Good boy, Wakko!" Dot cheered before using a finger to gently scratch beneath her middle brother's chin. That same hand slid up his head and to his ears to show more praise by petting his head; Dot slowly wrapped the black leash around her hand, gently tugging at the red collar around her brother's neck "Would you like a treat?" she asked sweetly.

Wakko was sitting in front of her like a loyal puppy, tail wagging behind him while nodding with that cute, happy face; tongue lulling from the corner of his mouth as it bounced with his excited movement.

"Okay, but let's go over your training one more time." His eager smile remained.

"Shake!"

In an instant, he was severing her a 'vlanilla' milkshake, placing the glassed soft serve beverage in her hand. Quickly going back to sitting like that cute puppy.

Dot took a sip through her straw, melting at the perfect way Wakko mixed the treat, "Mmm...good boy." She kissed the tip of his nose.

She softly instructed, "Now speak."

He chuckled a little before responding a bit shyly "Mommy~"

"Good..." she sat before him and spread her knees apart, giving his leash a firm yank and forcing his head down between her legs. His nose bumped into her clit causing her body to jolt as she let out a sensual moan before giving her final command, "Lick."

"Yes, Mommy." He smiled against her crotch and teasingly poked his tongue against her covered pussy before slowly lapping at her.

A happy sigh escaped her lips, her head rolling while trying to grind her hips across his mouth, "Faster...!"

Wakko obeyed, his tongue lashing faster across her clit before going back to trace along her slit. His lips met her swollen clit again and he couldn't help but suckle.

His sister gasped at the feeling, her face flustering at the sensation. "Oh..A-ah~" the pleasure was almost too much, it felt so good but Wakko wasn't following her command. She yanked the leash to pull Wakko's face from her crotch, "I didn't say 'suck'."

He sheepishly apologized, "Sorry, Mommy..."

"That's okay, we'll pick up on your training tomorrow."

He was glad she didn't yell at him and was rather playful today, he decided to seize the opportunity "Dot, um..." rarely did he get shy around his sweet sister, but sometimes he did especially when she was like this. He began pressing the tips of his index fingers together "Maybe..er, can we trade places?"

"Trade places? You mean, you want me to wear this?" She had this red, leather collar made specifically for him, a gold tag with his name, designed in a cool font, dangled from the fabric and on the back read: ' Dot's Puppy'.

"Wakko" she chortled, "I wouldn't feel right wearing a gift that I got you."

He chuckled as he rose to his feet, "That's why I made one especially for you!" He removed his hat, shaking the most ridiculous contents from it when he realized it wasn't there. He reached behind his back and began to pull even more ridiculous contents from his back until he felt the familiar material.

"Aha!" He pulled the soft pink item from his hammerspace and held it in front of her from both ends. There was a rose gold tag in the shape of a heart that dangled from the fabric with 'Dot', written in a fancy font; the back it simply read: ' Wakko'.

"Wakko" She gasped "it's darling!" He clasped it around her neck and attached a pink, rhinestone studded leash to the small hoop. Gently tugging, lowkey ecstatic to be on the other end.

She toyed around with the thought for a moment before agreeing, "Okay, we can trade places."

"Really!?" She nodded. "Okay, sit!"

Dot maneuvered from sitting on her butt and sat on her knees in front of him, her tail wagging.

He held out his free hand, "Paw."

She grinned and placed her hand in his as he gently squeezes and kneels down in front of her, face to face.

His final command was as simple as the others, "Kiss." It's his turn to wrap her leash around his hand. He gently tugs and forces her lips to crash against his, not giving her a moment to protest.

Wakko's kisses were soft, setting the pace for Dot to be equally gentle, but the moment Wakko felt Dot's tongue against his lips he tugged at her leash, inching away from her "I didn't say you could use your tongue." He smirked through lidded eyes.

Dot scoffed and playfully pushed him to the floor, climbing on top of him to extend their soft kisses that eventually turned into a heated make out session.

"Kiss me here." Dot softly commanded, gently tugging his leash as she presented her cheek.

Wakko didn't hesitate to fulfill her wish. "Now you kiss me," he pulled her leash, bringing her closer until their foreheads touched, "here..." he tilted his head to present his nose. Dot happily left a kiss on it.

Wakko wrapped his arms around his sister as they comfortably snuggled each other on the floor, leaving soft kisses on one another.

"Y'know, Wakkoroni, I think I'm starting to like being on the other end of the leash."

"Really?" He almost couldn't believe it and it excited him "we can do this again?"

"Sure! As long as it's just between us."