PT. 1 One day while browsing instagram, Pupccubus noticed a ..

PT. 1 One day while browsing instagram, Pupccubus noticed a new DM. The message read "Hello! We wanted to extend an invitation to our unique yoga class that combines traditional yoga poses with puppy play elements. This class offers a fun and playful way to explore your yoga practice while embracing your inner puppy. Our next session is coming up soon and we would love for you to join us. Our experienced instructors create a safe and welcoming environment where you can let go and fully embrace the puppy play experience. No prior experience is necessary. If you're interested, please let us know and we'll provide you with all the details you need to attend. We look forward to having you join us!" Best regards, Pet Play Club." As she read this message, she was excited and intrigued about such a unique yoga class. she felt a sense of anticipation and curiosity about the new poses and elements the class would offer, and was comforted knowing that the class was especially tailored for those who enjoy puppy play, allowing her to fully express herself without judgement. While there weren't any pictures or content on the page, she saw that there were other puppygirls following them, and decided she would at least check it out. The puppy girl felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she made her way to the yoga studio, her bag containing all her puppy gear slung over her shoulder. She had been looking forward to this class for weeks, eager to explore her submissive side and embrace her inner pup. But as she stepped inside the studio, her confidence wavered. She was the only one dressed in full puppy gear, with her ears, tail, and collar on display. Suddenly, she felt embarrassed and self-conscious, wishing she had changed into her gear in the privacy of the bathroom. The other students glanced her way, some with curiosity, others with amusement. She felt their eyes on her, and for a moment, she wished she could disappear into the floor. But then she remembered why she was there, and she straightened her posture, standing tall and proud in her puppy gear. As she walked to her mat, she caught the eye of the teacher, who smiled at her approvingly. His gaze lingered on her gear, and she felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks. But then he looked her in the eyes and gave her a nod of encouragement, as if to say, "You belong here, just as you are." With that small gesture of acceptance, the puppy girl felt her confidence return. She took a deep breath, feeling the soft fur of her tail brush against her leg, and settled onto her mat. She was ready to embrace this new experience, to let go of her inhibitions, and to fully embrace her puppy side.