Human Pets Novels & Stories

ADAMS POV: “Please”her small body trembling against my hold. I've never seen anything or anyone more beautiful as my pet.Tears begin to feel her eyes,they're gorgeous. “You should have known the consequences before embarking on your stupid plan”I moved my hand around her neck, restricting air. I roughly released her neck. “I..I..I am sorry..”she stuttered. Mustering all the energy she could,Lisa pushed me and tried to run to the door.

"But it's going to be just fine! All my friends at school have pets, and I want one too! I promise I'll take care of it and... and feed it and walk it every day!" Justine's eyes sparkled with amusement as he listened to Kael's enthusiastic plea. "What is it about animals that fascinates you so much, Kael?" he asked, his voice low and curious. Kael's face scrunched up in thought, and then his eyes widened. "It's because they're innocent and loyal and protective! They love you no matter what!" Justine's brows furrowed, and he leaned in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "But not all animals are innocent and loyal, Kael. There are some that would stop at nothing to harm humans."

Perhaps pets really did grow closer to the ones who bought them. I was working on my exercises when, at Katie's prompting, Snowy suddenly pounced on me and slashed hard. Several bloody scratches instantly appeared across my pale, slender arm. Ian, who had just returned home, froze at the sight.

I’ve got one word for ya, constables. They patrol the alleys looking for homeless people to wrangle up. And sure, the idea of going to a shelter may sound good in theory, except just like that orphanage, a meta-human like me would be treated like shit. I’d be fed scraps and have to fight off people because even other homeless people don’t treat meta-humans like their equals. It’s fucking bullshit. So instead, here I am freezing my ass off, probably getting hypothermia.

He'd make beautiful puppies. We walk down the line of cages until we get to my pups. And there he is. The most beautiful pup I've ever seen in my life. Maybe I should explain a little: this isn't a regular dog I'm buying, this a dog-human hybrid. They were developed years ago and became apart of society as second class citizens owned by regular humans. Most people keep them as pets, some breed them to sell their puppies, others train them for their own personal needs. I train mine as a companion, that's why I prefer pups over cats or rabbits because they're so eager to please and incredibly loyal. Most people buy them as puppies but I always buy mine 18 or over, it's just weird knowing your

The dog instantly soothed again. “See?” I said, giving her an apologetic look. “He wasn’t trying to ‘eat’ your dog. It was just a natural response.” The woman didn’t look entirely convinced, but she seemed to calm slightly. Darren and I moved away to discuss our next steps. Clearly, having pets and werewolves in such a small area together was risky, and several of the refugees had pets with them. “We can’t just ban pets,” I said immediately once we were out of earshot. “For some of these people, their pets are all they have left.”

I nod slowly and look past her, trying to get a better peek at the person in the pavilion. She always talks about a pet she used to have, but she never says what kind of pet it was or exactly what kind of accident it had. Werewolves rarely have pets because our wolves see them as prey. Maybe Dario rolled the dice and got her a puppy? Knowing Dario, I probably don’t want details.

◇DON POV◇ I don't know why this I feel something different towards this little lamb she is clumsy, naive, imperfect still she is pure and innocent I still can't understand how come my pets didn't harm her usually it never happened before they harm anyone unless untill I order them to not to harm but it's quite different towards her their rage increases when someone gets scared of them but the more she is getting scared the more they're acting nice to stop her getting scared for a second I felt my pets were dogs or cats by seeing the way they're with her they're acting like they know her very well from a long time

“Yes, I’m actually, I just didn’t know how to tell you earlier. But she might be onto something if getting a pet makes you sit straighter.” Rolling my eyes at her smirk wasn’t new, so she ignored me as usual. “Research shows that having a pet, particularly a dog or cat, can help people manage stress, reduce feelings of loneliness, and foster responsibility. More importantly, it can help you start connecting with others, in a low-pressure way.” “I’m not sure about that.” I ran a hand through my hair, suddenly feeling tired again. “I don’t think I’m ready to take care of something else. I’m still struggling with my own head. How am I supposed to take care of an animal?”

It made no sense to me that they wouldn’t like us since we were literally not bothering anyone or doing anything wrong so why would they hate us so much to the point where it would be affecting our lives and freedom to walk around? "Well just in case you haven’t particularly understood what we are yet, allow me to explain it to you. We pets are widely known for serving the king with our bodies, as his sex toys with a better luxury than other slaves and that has stained us in a way since we are considered toys, harlots, and whatever bad word you could think of. It's a world where the king has full right over us, and everyone else just sees us as sexual objects," she explained and my stomach d