PigmentedRat

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Alice

Lab Rat

Isha and Leo

Collection

Dentist

Whumptober (2023?)

Whumptober prompt list

Swooning

Thermometer

“Make it stop.”

Shock

Pinned Down

Lab Rat

"Can you hear me?"

Overcrowded ER

Polaroid/Mistaken identity

"Can't you see your lost without me?"

Animal trap no. 1

Insomnia no. 2

Aftermath of Failure altprompt 

“Just hold on.” No. 3

Body modification alt prompt

Collar no. 1

“Hit them harder.” No. 3

like 1,500 words

cw: improper dental work, violence, pet whump

Leo hated her, the air-headed woman in front of him, and hated himself for not finding a way to escape her. Isha however just looked down at him with a giddy grin and pet his hair. He growled as she petted him like a dog, leaving dirty blonde hair ruffled. He jerked away from her touch and scowled up at her. She clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth and cooed in a sickly sweet voice

“Now, Leo, be nice”

A few long and boring moments later, for what Leo thought must have been the millionth time, Isha’s hand reached down to run her fingers through her pet's hair. unaware of Leo's exasperation Isha just kept working on her laptop. The only sound that broke the silence between them now was clicking the keys. ishas hand dipped down again to scratch her, in Leo’s opinion, cluttered and garishly pink nails lightly behind Leo's ear. This prompted Leo to growl in frustration, he wasn't a pet and would not accept being treated like one. Isha looked down at him,"Leo! How many times do I have to remind you to be nice?" Isha overpronounced Leo’s name like she was talking to a misbehaving child. 

The patronizing condensation of her voice made Leo snap. Leo whipped his head around to bite Isha's hand. He had always been told that he had sharp canines, and how wonderful it was to finally put them to use. For a split moment, he basked in the scared and pained look on Isha's face along with the taste of blood in his mouth. Isha shrieked and wrenched her hand back to cradle into her chest. But not before using her other hand to give Leo a backhanded slap. Unfortunately for Leo, Isha had on her usual array of rings one of which was sharp enough to leave a welt on his cheek that would surely bruise. He recoiled from the blow but didn’t get a chance to escape before Isha grabbed his collar and yanked him back to her side. 

Isha was quite obviously pissed and Leo realized oh he had never truly been upset with him before. “Fucking mutt,” Isha muttered as she walked out of her office, dragging Leo along with her. Leo scrambled to keep up, not feeling so defiant now. Isha came to a stop next to Leo’s cage, it was big enough to curl up in but not much more. Though it was usually left unused, Isha now leaned down to unlatch the door and wrench it open. “In” she demanded while she let go of his collar and jabbed a finger at the cage with a scowl. The shock of Isha not only being angry but also commanding compelled Leo to scurry into his cage. He flinched as the door slammed shut and the lock fell into place heavily. “Dumb dog” Isha spat as she stomped off to bandage her hand. 

After several long hours, Leo fell asleep, seemingly and thankfully forgotten. Leo was impolitely yanked from the uneasy sleep by the ‘airhead’ Isha who he was beginning to think he should be more afraid of. His anxiety was confirmed by the gleefully sinister look in her eyes as her hand was firmly planted in his hair and forced him to hurry behind her.

“What-Whats going on?”

Leo asked as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes looking up at her for answers. Her bubbly personality was back and she chirped at him

“I thought id pick up jewlerly making!”

After just a few minutes Leo found himself strapped to a chair with a tarp spread out under him. Seeing the inside of a room whose door was always locked he wished he had just put up with the pets and condescending smiles. Seeing the pilers and syringes on a small table with wheels next to him was so much worse.

 Isha came back into the room, ‘when had she left? What was she doing?’ and Leo's mind raced with panic, eyes wide. Isha cocked her head to one side, jutting out her bottom lip, and mocked him, “Aww, what's wrong, sweetheart? Scared?” she stalked closer and reached out to pick up a syringe and flicked the needle, “tsk tsk, ’yknow you really should've thought of that before you bit me… huh?”. A wide grin grew on her face as she saw his abject terror as she injected a clear liquid into Leo's arm.

The next hour was crystal clear in his mind, yet he felt like someone had thrown a weighted blanket over most of his muscles, something making him just want to stay still. Unable to move. Isha inspected all his teeth, reaching out with one hand and lifting his upper lip with her thumb like one would with a dog. She seemed to look over every tooth before finally settling on whatever she was looking for. Then to Leo's horror, she reached for the pliers and clamped them onto his bottom left canine. Leo started begging, something he had vowed to never do, as he sputtered out 

“Please i can be better! I swear! Please i'll be better-!”. 

Giggling at him she reached for something like scissors with gummy bits to hold his mouth painfully wide, silencing him begging to pathetic whimpers and puttered out. 

However Isha just spoke over him with a steady and calming voice, 

“Okay count to three with me, one… tw-” 

Isha jerked his tooth out with the most horrible wrenching and tearing sound as the tooth broke forcefully free from his gums, he wasn't braced and it hurt so much more for it. A strangled shriek was yanked from his throat as the iron taste of hot blood filled his mouth. Leo tried desperately to plead and beg, the squirm and escape, but nothing worked to stop Isha from getting the pilers set on the second lower canine.

 Leo went quiet from crying out, only letting out small muffled sobs as she started counting again. This time she gets to three and waits, just long enough for Leo to slightly relax, and then she pulls this tooth. The same crunching and ripping sound filled his head, it felt like the sound was burrowing its way into his brain, his jaw thrumming with pain. The experience repeated for the top canines, his vision was mottled with black spots as the pain became overwhelming. 

Once he came to, with a pat to his cheek by Isha, the gentle motion in contrast to how she had just ripped out all four of his canines. She unclamped the mouth props holding open his mouth. The uncomfortable soreness of his jaw was dwarfed by the pain in his gums. Leo barely noticed the blood filling his mouth until it dripped down his chin and he turned his head to spit out the blood on the tarp. 

The sudden change in Isha’s mood was jarring but Leo's mind was hazy with pain and he would take any comfort in this state he could get. He remembered just snapshots of the next hour or so. Isha wiped blood away, unstrapping him from the chair, and helping him to his room. She put him to bed with shushing whispers and soft pets that he leaned into instead of growling at. 

When Leo woke up the next morning he felt sore and swollen. A hand raised to rub soothing circles on his jaw. With a groan, he pushed himself to sit up and get out of bed bumbling down the stairs and peering into the dining room. His brow furrowed and he looked confused at Isha who was sitting at the table with a box of jewelry-making supplies suddenly he remembered something that she had said the night before ‘I thought I'd take up jewelry making’. Is this what she meant? He walked cautiously down the stairs and hesitated before speaking,

 “...uh, what are you doing?”.

Isha looked up with a wide grin and showed him that she had cleaned his canine teeth, drilled holes in them, and put them in a small box. 

“Im making jewlery, come help”

Leo felt sick to his stomach when he saw that he was using his teeth for jewelry. But he had certainly learned his lesson from last night and obediently sat at the table, following suit with Isha and making one set of earrings while she made the other. He felt himself slip away to somewhere else as she directed him to loop jump rings through the hole in the teeth and clip a fish hook earring to it. When Isha asked him “Are your ears pierced?”, he snapped back to reality and looked up. She smiled widely, and Leo's heart dropped. Isha meant to make Leo wear his own teeth as jewelry, a reminder of his place beneath her, a second collar. 

i haven’t posted in forever but i wanted to finally post the first two chapters i wrote

word count: 778

!!THIS IS WHUMP!! cw: violence, kidnapping

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“Fuckn’ weirdo” 

Leo grumbled as he grabbed his bag from his locker, clocking out from his shift where his boss had been eyeing him all day. It went quickly from eerie to downright creepy. Leo was more than happy to leave at the end of the day and get away from his boss, George, or whatever his name was. After a weird conversation with his boss Leo was in a rush to get out, the exchange weighing on his mind.

“You drive the 2003 Toyota Camry right?” Mr Bahl asked in an odd tone.

“Yeah? Why?”.

 After a long pause, Mr. Bahl replied, “No reason”, and just walked off.

“What the hell…?”, 

Leo asked to the empty air as he walked to his car to a zip tie on his door handle. Walking up to the door Leo looked around for the culprit of this weird prank. Assuming this was some odd hazing prank from his boss he fiddled with the bit of plastic, he knew he couldn't pull it off but it was worth a try before searching his bag for scissors. 

A movement in the shadows of the corner of his eye caught Leo's attention. He swiftly looked up to see…nothing. A hand grabbed his arm from behind him.

“What the fuck–!?” Leo wrenched around and tried to shove off whoever it was. To Leo's surprise, he recognized the man, having seen him a few times in Mr. Bahls office. Twisting his arm away, Leo backed up. His head darted around to look for anyone else as Leo's mind raced and he tried to find an answer for this.  “What the hell is going on?” His voice was less of a wild screech now, softer and with a thread of fear. “What do you want?” though Leo didn't get her answer as the man advanced and grabbed his wrist, holding it up at a painful angle. 

“Is this the one sir?” the man asked as he looked over his shoulder to Mr Bahl. Of course, it was that fucker, Leo had known he was up to something. But what was it?

Leo wouldn't figure it out at that moment though as something hard and metal came down on his head and a white blinding pain clouded his vision then it all went black.

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Waking up with a throbbing headache was not something Leo was used to. Neither was having his wrists bound and his face smashed up against the rough carpet of a trunk. Leo lifted his head and struggled furiously against the duct tape on his wrists and ankles. The strong adhesive pulled and rubbed roughly against his skin. Leo let out a caterwaul of a angry cry and kicked against the back seats. 

“Let me go you fuckers! Where are you taking me?” Leo got only more upset from the lack of a response ad continued to shout and yell at the men driving him in the trunk of this car. “Fuck you! Do you have sucka  lackof a life that you abduct people? Your not getting any goddamn randsom im broke as fuck you should know that- Goerge bahl!” leo was shouting and kicking making as much noise as possible. Then slowly whent quiet as he felt the car pull over and the driver get out. 

When the trunk opened he regretted putting up a fuss as he felt a new type of fear when he looked up into the cold dark eyes of his boss. Suddenly aware of how vulnerable he was in this bound state and how much bigger mr . bahl was then him. His hear was pounding to the point it felt liek his chest physically ached and her felt anxiety thrum thrugh his body.

George reached out to roughly shove leo down against the floor of the trunk with a hand to leo’s chest. with the rough movement leo let out a strangled gas. Leo’s eyes darted around, as he tried to see what george was reaching for. when george’s other hand came back into view it had a roll of duct tape. george taped leo’s mouth shut with more tape then necessary. then grabbed leo’s chin and yanked him up by the head.

“learn to shut up, it’d do you good”