Human pet short stories

Abandoned girl

I headed home, the weather getting cold, it's always so cold. I listened to a soft sneeze and looked around, tied up to a fence by a chain, was a little human, wearing a dirty and dusty white gown, standing in the little alley between two houses, abandoned, her bones visible. She shivered, looking at me.

Adorable. I looked around, before untangling the chain and lifting her light struggling body.

"No! Please don't hurt me! Please" she croaked. I lugged her home, the chain scraping on the ground.

So cute!

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I barged into my house, entering the lounge room and dumping her in front of the heater, I got a cup of water and left it with her, hurrying back out the door after grabbing my money, tonight I'm going drinking, but I get to come home to an adorable little human.

I crashed through the door, dizzy and giddy. Looking to the human, chained and dirty, wearing a falling apart gown, caked in dirt and dust. I growled, stumbling close. Silly little thing trying to run away and escape.

"No, please" she whimpered, such a soft and small voice. I only found her this morning. Leaving her in here. I collided into her, making her fall, I fell atop her, basically sitting on her lap on the couch. Salty tears trickling down her face.

"Please no, no, no." She whimpered, her soft hands pushing uselessly against me. I held onto her, pressing the side of my head to her greasy hair. She tried to struggle, to escape me. I growled, digging my claws into her, she trembled and cried, her warmth nice as I pressed against her. I moved my claws to her head, stroking it softly.

"Good girl, my good girl" I murmured, sinking into her warmth, her frail, little body squished up against the couch.

I moved, turning around to straddle her lap in my legs, growling, feeling loopy and intoxicated, she's so warm. Her small body felt like it wasn't even there.

"Oh god... Please... Please don't do it" she pleaded, her voice so soft and gentle, even as she begged. I eyed her shoulder. The sleeve of her shirt covering it up to much. I growled at the sight and tore it off, she squealed.

"Good girl, such a good girl" I murmured, leaning close and biting down on her shoulder, she trembled and struggled.

"Please don't eat me! Oh god, not this, don't eat me! Especially not alive!" She shrieked, I pulled my mouth away, licking up the blood.

"Eat you" I murmured, curious, I can't eat human flesh, but the metallic taste of blood is nice in an affectionate bite. Such a cute child.

"Good girl. You're mine now" I murmured, curling my entire body around her, my legs wrapping around her waist and my arms, under her arms. I buried my face into the crook of her neck.

Who would leave such a cute, scared girl chained up outside, in the streets, abandoned, so skinny I can feel her bones. It felt like holding a teddy which has lost a lot of stuffing. I may have had to much to drink...

"Good child" I murmured, listening to her cry.

"Please... Please don't hurt me... I'll be a good slave... I can... I'm not very good with things, but I'll get better" she pleaded, I hummed and rubbed my head against hers.

"Smelly good girl" I murmured, she tried to push away, I held her tighter, growling.

I woke up yawning, nuzzling my head into the warmth I pressed against, listening to fearful whimpers. Her smell though made me pull away. She whimpered and shivered, I released my tight hold and moved off her. The couch wet... I growled slightly.