Human Pet Stories Novels & Stories

I listened to Stanlay's disturbing stories. Her voice trembled, and tears flowed like a river from her beautiful eyes. My heart broke because of her, I couldn't understand why my precious friend had to go through all that pain and suffering living among people. Our species can live with humans, but puppies need to be raised in a pack to grow strong and healthy. What makes us different, our special traits, can seem like a mental illness to people.

I had to listen to them or else that would be rude. “Yes. Let me tell you a story about my dog. His name is Dody. We found him on a rainy night when my brother Luciano and I were coming home back. I saw him and brother Luciano rescued him and we went to the hospital and saved his life. Since then, Dody has been with me. He is my best friend,” Adelina narrated and I praised his kindness.

I was thinking of what to say to rectify the situation when he asked, "So, you want to come with me and have a little adventure?" "Not really." I wrinkled my nose and pouted. "It's just that we've been apart for so long, and I miss you." "Are you that clingy?" Sean sighed. His expression seemed slightly troubled, but his demeanor was gentle, so my request didn't really upset him. "In that case, next time, I'll have my secretary notify you," he said, playfully scratching my chin as if teasing a pet. I didn’t think it was a bad idea to be his pet because pets belonging to wealthy individuals often enjoyed much better lives than people from less affluent backgrounds.

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?

She lifted her small hands to the lady with her five fingers spread apart. "You're back again?" Willy, the store owner we met a week ago, smiled at me. I backed away as he moved out of the register to join me. His towering height was unbelievable. He offered a hand to me, which I accepted to shake. I held my breath at how his huge hand engulfed mine. Our skin complexion was a great contrast. I shy away at my pale skin. "We're here to get her first puppy. Mr. Bello decided it's better to adopt than to buy a pet."

Camilla told him. "Valerie hasn't had a good life, the only people he loved was I and Geremia. If he loves Dracaryx and Dracaryx loves him back, there is no problem. You know the three of us, I, Valerie and Geremia were discussing the other day and we realized that we had weird love stories. I fell in love with a girl I bought at the auction, Valerie fell in love with a man who kept him captive. Geremia is our only hope for a normal love story."

Melnyk, Richard and Zafira had tirelessly struggled to come up with a plan to finish the humans. They hoped and prayed that the humans will be confident enough to come out and fight them in the open field, but unfortunately, their wish never saw the light of the day. They had situated spies almost everywhere in the kingdom of Helores, they had planned almost everything diligently, from provoking the humans by killing their species down to provoking them with a letter requesting for them to leave the city of Helores as they threatened the humans with war.

What they enjoyed was truly helping those in need. The Blue Angel orphanage, the only one of its name, was where little Anderson was sent and had stayed for a few years. His once bleak and dreary life finally had a spark due to the young lady that stood in front of him. Unfortunately, at that moment, that one person that had brought light to his life was hyperventilating in front of the orphanage nurses and patron. Anderson had run to get the nurses one afternoon when his new friend had started to hyperventilate. No matter what they did or said, she could not calm down.

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.