mini-golf Jabberwock

>Anon goes to miniature golf course to try and have a relaxing day
>Anon gets his club and a purple colored ball to use
>First few holes anon gets poor scores at, but he's having fun so it's fin
>4th hole, the ball has to go uphill into a tube and into a hole
>Anon hits the ball
>The ball rolls up 1/6 of the way, then rolls back down
>Anon tries again
>Ball fails to climb the slope
>Anon tries again
>Chesire in the hole over gives a mild chuckle at his misfortune
>5th time Anon decides to hit the ball with all his might
>The ball enters the air, past the hole
>Pings off the back of some Monster Girl's head
>She slowly turns around, a stone cold expression on her face
>Anon is able to make out her species, a Jabberwock, standing nearly a foot and a half taller, with dark chocolate skin, big meaty claws, and two smaller heads on the side which are now growling and snapping in the air
>Oh fuck
>She looks down and picks up the ball that hit her off the ground, holding it between two of her claws
>Knowing running isn't an option, Anon slowly makes his way to her, praying she'll be gentle
>"I-I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to"
>She gazes down at him, unimpressed
>"Did you hit this ball?"
>"It wa-was an accident, I'm really sorry, I was just trying to get my ball in the hole and-"
>"Which hole are you on?"
>"U-Um... That one over there."
>She looks at the hole, than at you, than back at the hole
>Then she grabs him and drags him over to the hole
>She positions him right at the starting point, than stands behind him, putting her claws over his hands as she guides you through the motions of hitting the ball
>"You need to learn to hit the ball properly with just the right amount of force."
>'Also you need to learn how to swing with the right technique."
>"With as small of muscles as you have it should be easy to hit the ball with the right force."
>"You're not good at sports are you?"
>Anon awkwardly listens to her advice and tries to ignore the breathing on his neck
>Several holes later, finally finish
>With her constant guidance and sometimes uncomfortable touching, Anon makes it through with a relatively nice score. Not perfect, but good enough
>Her score was much better than Anon's, but at least she seemed proud of him, and patted his head at the end
>Anon and her go up to the desk to return their clubs and balls
>Pre-teen Cat Girl puts up the clubs, but takes a look at the scoresheets, specifically the Jabberwock's
>"Gee whillikers, that's a pretty score there you got ma'am! By golly, you must be one of the swellest mini golf players this side of the town!"
>Jabberwock's face remains flat and expressionless, but Anon can detect a hint of pride in her voice, and the slightest smile forming at the edge of her lips
>"I suppose I did do OK this time."
>"I'm serious miss, you didn't screw any pooches up out there! Why, it was a pretty supermurgitroid, and if I had a prize I'd give it to ya ma'am!"
>"It's fine, I've already found my prize this game."
>And with that, she scoops up Anon to his surprise, and princess carries him out of the building
>Anon is too beta to protest, and the few he manages to get out are dismissed as the Jabberwock gives him compliments, causing him to blush and spill spaghetti
>Ends up getting tender loving femdom that day