Dog Man X Petey Novels & Stories

156 "Not unless you want to get every other pet there sick." 3 Xander huffed out a big sigh. "But I got Layla to agree to go with me." 15 "That sucks. Maybe you should have taken better care of your pet. " 162 Xander looked towards Doe for a moment. 3 "Fine, I'll just do it the next time the Branders come." He said. 1 "Good choice," Master responded. I was kind of surprised that Xander planned on having her that long. He kinda seemed like he went through a pet every month despite how old Doe's scars looked

Dozens of large dogs were lying around the garden in small groups, lazily sunbathing. The moment I walked in, all the dogs rushed at me as if I were a massive steak, happily rubbing against my chest. In the middle of my confusion, I felt someone pat my butt. I spun around, but there was no one there; only a silver-white Alaskan Malamute sitting behind me, staring with eyes full of possessiveness. "They all really like you. Looks like you'll do just fine taking care of them." The sudden voice startled me. A man in a tailcoat walked over with a polite smile and gave me a small nod. He looked like the owner.

"I... I have them. If you don't believe her, I can—" "No!" Tracey screamed, lunging to stop him, but it was too late. The sharp click of the car unlocking sealed her fate. I threw open the trunk. The stench hit me first. Then I saw it—a small, lifeless dog, its body limp and decaying. Puffy. Peter stumbled back, his face white as a sheet. "Tracey... Puffy... why is... why is Puffy here?" The live stream exploded. Comments poured in, furious and relentless:

Hearing the commotion, I approached and asked her what had happened. Raines’ face was deathly pale. Her voice trembled as she pointed at the severed limb on the floor. “How… how could something like that be here?” Her terrified gaze scanned me for every detail. Before long, the pet dog’s owner stormed over. He was furious. “Raines! The feral manul you released bit my dog! You must compensate me!” A nosy neighbor chimed in, “Maybe it’s out for revenge since it got kicked out?” “Impossible!” Raines said with certainty. “How could an untamed beast understand human speech?”

He thought as he still kept a smile on his face as he stared at Roberto. Roberto looked away from the counter and shifted his attention to the dogs again. “I’d love to have the Black and Tan one o we there.” He said pointing to one of the dogs, it was sleeping peacefully. “It’s a male.” The old man informed and Roberto smirked. “Even better.” He muttered and the man bobbed. He walked up to the cage and was about opening the cage when Roberto stopped him. “I’d take him with the cage.” Roberto said and the man stepped backwards. Two of Roberto’s men walked up to the cage and lifted it carefully. They carried the dog out of the store, and the man watched them quietly.

"Murphy, Tyson. Could you please tell me that my eyes are not wrong? Is that really Leo? The man who is dragging the dwarf dog." He asked and laughed, couldn't help himself. "Um ... Yes, boss. And it is not a dwarf dog, boss. It's called a Yorkshire Terrier puppy." Murphy replied with a modest smile. "Whatever. Tyson, drive to stop in front of them now." Bernardo ordered. Tyson followed the boss' order immediately. Tyson stopped near the pavement not far from Leo and his people. "You two wait for me here." After finished ordering, the door opened and the tall nice-built body stepped out.

I wondered just how many other unsuspecting women he had charmed into failure with that grin. “Plus, we found this dog here. Isn't he awesome?” Tyler looked up at me, his hand still on the dog's head. It was a brown mutt with white paws and a white splotch on his chest. He wasn't an ugly dog, but he certainly wasn't going to win any dog shows. Judging by the thinness in the dog's ribs and the state of his fur, he was one of the local strays. I had heard they liked to hang out near the tourist areas of the island because they usually could find food.

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

His mind wet wild. He ate the pellets then approached the dog in the crate. “Wait, aren’t you -” “Yes, I am Pete, Chunky, the Chow Chow is my mother.” He said before Polly could finish his sentence. “And you are Polly, right?” “You remember me?… I never knew you know my name.” “I knew it was you ‘cause I notice that leg.” Pete pointing to Polly’s left leg with his snout. “Do you, ahhhm… do you…” Polly couldn’t contain his excitement. He had so many questions in his mind that he did not know which one to ask first.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.