Elliot POV.
“Daddy off…off” I whine over the many layers he had on me, we’re home now, it’s warm I want them all off, but daddy was taking his time. I tried to give him a hand, kicking my boot off, well I tried to but they weren’t going down, I sat on the floor and tried to slip them off but they wouldn’t come out.
“Daddyyy” I whine with tears in my eyes now, I want the layers off, I can’t walk or do anything with them on.
“Elliot why are you crying?” daddy asks finally turning to me, what was he even busy with, I’m the most important thing here.
Daddy pulled me off the floor checking my tail to make sure it’s not twisted underneath me, but it wasn’t my tail, it’s the clothes. I tried to take them off again, this time he noticed what I’m trying to do, he sat down on the sofa, and p
