Human Pet Stories Novels & Stories

the journalist began, “you’ve been through an extraordinary ordeal. Can you tell us, in your own words, what happened?” Brianna took a deep breath, and began to speak. She spoke of her love for Phoenix, of the joy and the pain they had shared. She spoke of the shooting, of the fear and the trauma. She spoke of the National Informer, of their threats and their intimidation tactics. She spoke of her struggle to break free, to reclaim her voice.

He said curtly and made to stand up. "I believe everyone has a story. You might look all tough and grumpy on the outside, but today proved to me that you have a human side to you. You have feelings too and the way you watch the other men play that game, tells me you also need human association. You are not an animal, Panda"

The small pout made Richard chuckle as he ruffled the youngest pup’s hair and held his hand to get his teeth brushed. Nine was their curfew, and the three pups were tucked into their cots by Richard, who decided to tell them a story from long ago before they slept. It was only during bedtime that all three pups became docile. They loved hearing stories about the ancient wolves that Richard told compared to the glorious battles Ambrose liked to tell. The stories about meeting someone’s fated mate and falling in love with a human Luna often brought smiles to the pup’s face. The idea of having a mother weighed heavily on their minds, even if they didn’t express it outwardly.

Once she mentioned it, all those pet owners grew anxious. “What do you mean by this? Do you mean that we’re scamming you?” “My baby has always been in good health and has a good appetite. I boarded it here for a week, and it stopped eating after coming back home with me!” “My baby as well. Everyone, look at it. There are many scars on its body. God knows what kind of abuse it has suffered.” The people here came from different parts of the world, and they all had different personalities. But they had one thing in common. They all cherished their pets very much, and they even treated them as family members.

Sigh. “For a change, could you talk to me like a normal person? Just to end the day? Just imagine that I am someone you like and then try again with an answer. " Reese snorted. "I've probably never met someone as penetrative as you." I was silent, waiting. "Because of me. There is a guy who keeps a prole as a pet and ... " "What ?!" Was that serious? "But that …" "Do you want to hear that now, or would you rather explain to me that it is forbidden. Because whether you believe it or not, I know that myself. "

"There's more, too. Apparently, the best friend's family is broke, and the harpist paid for all four years of her college tuition. Talk about nursing a viper." International viewers were just as shocked. Even my new friend, Alice Whitfield, was so upset she stress-ate three plates of buffalo wings. "Ivy, your life has been a disaster. "But don't worry. I would never betray you. Not only would I never betray you, but I'm going to set you up with my brother." I shook my head. "I can't. I promised my grandparents I'd move back home eventually." They raised me close, and settling down this far away would only worry them.

“I got ahead of myself because I'd manage to learn the statistics you'd been teaching me, okay? The least I can do is try to learn what a data string is so I don't look completely clueless when you're talking about your day at SiporaTech." I closed the book carefully, holding it against my chest. “You're surprisingly thoughtful and sweet.” “You didn't have to add the ‘suprisingly’ though,” he twisted his lips. “I know, just kidding,” I kissed him on the cheek. “Don't forget about your favorite idiot just because you're going to California,” he actually pouted. I didn't hear had a cute side to him. "Not possible," I murmured, leaning my forehead against his chest. "You're too annoying to forg

But that's silly, humans and dogs are very different species. The pet store is on the horizon, the large sign reads 'Pete's Pet Rescue.' The name is deceiving. The animals at Pete's need to be rescued from their animal prison. I am pretty sure they don't feed them properly there. But since Cody and I are fourteen and thirteen, we don't have our driver's license and walking was the best we could do. As for 'Pete's Pet Rescue' it's the closest pet store we can get to by foot.

And even when I’m in the company of others, there will always be people that don’t like meta-humans. “Hey there, two pretty birds like you shouldn’t be out here dancing alone. Want some company?” a bloke asked, smiling, and he and his friend danced up next to us. Tiffany shook her head. “Nah, mate, my bloke is over at the table. He’s more about watching me dance than making a fool of himself trying to himself.” Tiffany answered, pointing over to the table.

This Dickweed nearly destroyed the only thing I had left of her. I can't believe he was about to kill us until I agreed to be his, "pet". I don't even know what that means, besides the fact it's something sexual. Do I just fuck him when he needs relief? I mean, he said "his" pet, so I assume he's not going to pass me around to all his men...right? "We're almost home, Mama." Mama. Why does every time he call me that, my stomach clenches? What the hell is wrong with me? How could I possibly get aroused by my father's murderer?