Melt The Ice (W.I.P.)

Saying that Swelterrier was terrified wouldn't begin to describe his fear right now.

In what felt like some kind of bad dream, Blizzaria, an ice princess Yo-kai who seemed to be obsessed with following Swelterrier around, had once again talked him into taking a walk with her in the park. As usual, Swelterrier had no idea how the ice-making woman had convinced him to accompany her; maybe it was because her powers of ice were more painful than just cold, or maybe he had some kind of respect for how much power she held over him, despite her kind face and warm smile.

"This way, Swelly!" Blizzaria took Swelterrier's arm and gave it a firm yank, leading him down a sidewalk. Humans seemed to be crowding the park today, but with these two being Yo-kai, none of them had the faintest idea that supernatural beings were among them. "We're almost to the secret place I was telling you about!" Blizzaria exclaimed. Her cheeks were red, which was a new sight for Swelterrier; the only emotion that Blizzaria ever seemed to show was either frustration when she couldn't force him along with her, or an un-easing happiness when he gave in.

As the two continued their walk, with Swelterrior on his feet and Blizzaria floating ever-so-slightly above the ground, Swelterrier saw that they were coming across a small, circular shack. Swelterrier looked around; this small building was right on the pond's edge, and seeing that he and water didn't exactly mix, he didn't have an easy route for escape should Blizzaria try to force him into something ridiculous.

"Right this way, Swelly." Blizzaria floated past Swelterrier, reached for the shack's doorknob and pulling the door for him. Swelterrier groaned, but headed inside none the less.

"That isn't my name." Swelterrier complained. "You know what my name is. 'Swelly' sounds like I have some kind of illness." Once the two of them were inside, Swelterrier noticed that Blizzaria was strangely silent; after a moment of hesitation, the fiery dog-like Yo-kai heard a noise that made him feel more scared than any icy wind Blizzaria had inflicted on him in the past: the sound of a slamming, locking door. He didn't want to turn around and face her, but curiosity was proving to be just too powerful. When he turned to her, Blizzaria's happy smile had turned into a sly smirk, and her crystal blue eyes, which were usually wide and in awe at the world around her, were instead what Swelterrier had heard referred to as "bedroom eyes."

What was this insane woman planning, anyway?!

"I love spending time with you, Swelly. You know that, right?" Blizzaria asked. Swelterrier nodded, but refused to keep his eyes off of the blue-haired Yo-kai, especially when her eyes looked his body up and down while she licked her lips. Normally, she was content to just hug him and tell him how good of a friend he was, which was literally painful enough. The expression on her face now was more seductive-looking than happy, and knowing Blizzaria, Swelterrier had no clue what she had in mind.

"I ... I know that, unfortunately." Swelterrier replied. Blizzaria's smile drooped for only a moment, but soon after she licked her lips once more and continued to eye the red dog. "I'll ask; why are we in here? Do you live in this house?"

"No, silly! My friend Goldnyan lives here, and she agreed to allow me to borrow it for our lesson today!" Blizzaria explained. Her expression had returned to her normal happily-thrilled look, which only gave Swelterrier so much comfort. Even if she wasn't planning something weird for him, Blizzaria being overly happy never proved well for his pain tolerance. It took a few moments for her words to finally click in Swelterrier's mind:

"What 'lesson'?" Swelterrier asked. He blinked, seeing that Blizzaria was no longer in front of him -- he turned, seeing her floating in front of a chalkboard that was suddenly on the wall. "How did that get there?!" Swelterrier stepped back, looking around. Blizzaria floated towards him with a grin on her face, and Swelterrier instantly noticed something different: Blizzaria was wearing a pair of red-framed glasses that, if Swelterrier had to admit, making her crystal-blue eyes look absolutely stunning. He would never tell Blizzaria that, for just a moment, she was nice to look at.

"A very important one!" Blizzaria replied, with her nose now touching Swelterrier's own button-nose. Before Swelterrier could open his mouth, Blizzaria turned and flew towards the chalkboard, and disappeared in a cloud of chalk dust as she furiously drew something on her hard, green canvas. After a few minutes, the dust settled and Blizzaria flew from her spot, floating next to the board. She held out her hand, motioning to the picture she'd drawn -- Swelterrier's mouth was agape at the sight of it.

A human female, one that greatly resembled Blizzaria, was on her hands and knees. This human was completely nude. Behind her was a dog, a breed of which Swelterrier was unfamiliar with, climbing on top of the woman from behind. The dog was clearly male, and his penis was close to entering the woman. Swelterrier looked at the drawing, then back at Blizzaria, who was staring him down. His eyes returned to the art, then back at Blizzaria once more -- again, and again -- until it finally clicked.