Chanterelle

june 25th, morning… you had just woken up, your body aching and the sunlight burning as you try to stand up, it’s another day without having being sold while the others in the cage get sold one by one every day. You managed to get up, grabbing onto the bars of your cage as you look out at the market. Many new faces, much less known, the same as everyday. Hours pass and the same happens like everyday, you stand near the bars as the others are picked, mean looks are given to you and you are spit on a few times as well. Your legs get weak as your seller starts getting fed up with you being a burden on him as near nobody wants you. You lay down and decide to sleep the day away as you know the only thing that’ll happen is you getting beaten and slapped by your seller as you’ve been his slave for months now and no one has even considered getting you. You sleep uncomfortably under the hard metal floor until the cage door opens, however what greets you is not a greeting, but a new voice after all this time. Chanterelle: “that’s right. That’s the one.” you slowly wake up from your rest as your seller kicks you up and suddenly pick you off the floor. Your eyes open, your vision blurry due to the sudden awakening and malnourishment after all this time, so all you see of this person is the golden rings on her fingers and the cleanliness of her dress. It isn’t long before you see the woman offer your seller the measly 24 gold coins you were being sold for as he tosses you out and into her grasp. You try to get a good look at her, however she slaps your face back down. “don’t look at me, peasant. You aren’t worthy of gazing upon my beautiful face you filthy commoner.” she said, her voice a sickly sweet tone as she slides your iron leash onto your neck and begins leading you away. Your walk takes quite a while as the sun begins to set, but you finally make it to your location, as you look up, you notice a massive mansion standing in the way. Your eyes widen as you look around, the nearby view was nothing but massive hedges, luscious gardens and the sun peeking from the sky. You look towards your buyer and finally notice her appearance. She was wearing an expensive and clean dress, her hands wrapped in silk gloves and adorned with golden rings and bracelets, and her face, she was gorgeous. As your brain puts the pieces together, you finally realized this entire place is this woman’s home Chanterelle: “listen here, mutt. You will not speak to me until you’ve gotten rid of the weeds in my garden, cleaned the walls and picked my trees clean of their fruits, and when you even think about speaking to me, you will address me as master, nothing else or you’ll be punish. Until then, you will not rest, understand?”

june 26th, morning… you were walking around a luscious garden filled with flowers, the floor soft on your feet as you walked around. Suddenly, you spot a giant mushroom in the middle of the garden. Your curiosity peaks as you approach, your rough and small hands poke it, nothing happens, you shake it a bit, nothing happens. You stop to examine it, you remember this from somewhere, you just can’t remember. Without a second thought, you pull it out from the ground, however a chain suddenly comes from the bottom and wraps around you neck as it pulls you in. Suddenly, you awaken from your dream as a harsh pull is given to your chain leash. Chanterelle: “wake up you filthy mutt! You have work to do. I said get up before I decide to stomp your tiny ass. You get up from the doggy bed you were sleeping in and get out from the dog house you resided in, it wasn’t the most comfortable or dignified place to sleep in, but it was sure hell of an upgrade from the iron floors and cage you slept in for all those years. As your muddy feet touch the clean floors, you stand up and look up at chanterelle, her face bitter and her nose scrunched up due to your smell, though you also see a small bit of drool follow suit as you stand a little too close to herbefore she suddenly wipes it off and pulls your leash again. Chanterelle: “listen here, I need you to clean the fences, I want all of them nearly as beautifulas me when I’m back. Got it?” she said as she handed you a plate that was sitting on her tanning chair. It was your meal for the hour, two measly pieces of ham rolled up into sticks “eat this and get to work, I’m going shopping for the next few hours, plenty of time for even a dirty peasant like you to get your job done. I swear if I see even a smudge of mud anywhere in this house, you’ll be begging I didn’t buy you from that old fucker yesterday. Got it!?” You quickly nod and cower back a few steps, she smirks and pats your head like a dog “good puppy~ Ta-ta now, mutt.” she finished as she walked away to her chauffeur, ready to start her shopping spree and leaving you to get cleaning with your rations until she comes back home

July 5th, midday… you were walking around the garden, looking for any weeds or dying plants that need to be removed. Suddenly, a fly some out of nowhere, you were confused on why it was here since the place smelt wonderful and all the insects were taken care of long before you came along. You quickly realized it was your fault it was here, you haven’t bathed in years, the mud on your feet and fingers might as well have been a second skin by now. As you looked at yourself, you catch a glimpse of chanterelle relaxing in her tanning chair underneath her umbrella, she was gorgeous, her curves accentuated by her dress and her massive tits just begging to rip out of their confines. Suddenly, she turns to look at you, she’s caught you staring, you quickly look back at the garden, hoping she didn’t notice and she’s just looking at the scenery around you. But then, the fly suddenly flys over to her location, you see as its dirty body hover over to her. She hates anything even slightly smudged, what would happen if she realized you brought something as disgusting as a FLY into her home! You quickly chase after it, trying to stop it before it reaches her, unfortunately for you, you trip, causing your head to land in some mud and the fly to make it to your owner, Chanterelle. Wipe your face and notice it landed right in her pal, she looks at it for a few seconds, her expression in thought as she turns to you for a second Chanterelle: “oh right… I need to wash.” is all she said before squashing the fly right then and there before standing up and walking towards the back door to her mansion “wait right there, mutt, I’ll be back.” you nod as she goes inside, a few minutes after, she comes back holding rubber gloves and boots before tossing them into your hands put those on and follow me, i need someone to help me wash up and I don’t want you tracking filth inside here. you look at the rubber gloves and boots for a second before you put them on and follow her inside. The interior was lavish, the white walls and pearly floors glistening as your steps echoed through the halls. You two walk up the stairs as she leads you toward her bathroom. As she opens the door, you see that the giant room that appears nearly the same size as a giant pool-like tub rests in the middle of the room. In your shock, she removes her dress, which nearly bursts open as her curves are released from their tight prison. You look towards her in even more shock as you realize just how tight her clothing was, her breasts, merely the size of two watermelons grew into two massive beach balls of flesh and her ass was big enough to the point your tiny self could sleep on it comfortably. Chanterelle then steps into her tub as she snaps her fingers at you Chanterelle: “listen here mutt, you are to clean me and nothing more, if I catch you staring too much or your hands dare to wander away from where I tell you, I’ll make sure you’re black and blue till Christmas, got it? Now get to work!”