Pet People

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>> premise

Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a concientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.

The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapien. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.

Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.

So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?

As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.

With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master!

>> how to play

Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies.

So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon.

Rules

Comment with your character and say whether they'd be a master or a pet. Ideally, they could be played as both. Mention what kind of each they'd be and what they'd be like, (ie: "Xx-chan is a bunny girl who is happy to please her master" or "Asterothia is a cat boy who is aloof but loyal to his true master"). For pets, be sure to include features ("wolf ears, tail, teeth).

REMEMBER, pet does not automatically equal submissive and master automatically equal dominant. This is not a BDSM setting though BDSM can be included. How far you want to go with the actual "pet" aspect is up to you, as well. Your pet could just be your slightly-furry roommate or soulmate!
Comment to others.
Play out the scene.

>> prompts

This by now means an all-inclusive list, but it should get you going in the right direction.

First Time Pet/Owner: Usually, pets are gotten at a young age; you're an old dog. Can you learn new tricks?
True Bond: What all masters and pets yearn for...the pet's loyalty and adoration for life.
Love: It's expected for masters to love their pets, but to love them? Romance is strictly forbidden.
Old "Couple": Master and pet have grown together and know each other. You know, know each other.
Loss of Master: The pet has lost their master, perhaps even their True Bond. Is it possible to move on?
Young Master/Older Pet: Pets age quicker than masters, so it's possible to end up with a bit of an "age" difference.
Family Pet: This pet's been raised as part of the family. What happens when their feelings for a family member get more than platonic.
For Your Protection: You don't want to be a master, but you have to take in a pet for their protection lest they be in danger from the general public.
Stray: You're a stray or a "Free." Can you live like this with your biology screaming for you to make a match?
Servant: You're more servant than pet.
All Sex, All the Time: The only purpose for this pet is to service the master, and not in a way that means cleaning their house.
Guard: You're a loyal bodyguard, a service pet. You'll do anything for your master. Anything.
Pet Play: This is for those who prefer to keep their animals on leashes, have them eat from bowls, and keep away from clothing.
Breaking In: Training is important with any pet.
In Love with Another Master...or Pet: To lust after another's master is no better than treason, and to wish to be with another pet just cruel!
Punishment: Bad dog, no nookie!
Heat: All pets go into heat, and it's the responsibility of the owner to take care of this problem. After all, unchecked dry humping kills thousands every year.
Breeding: Breeders know the best qualities in each type and mate the cream of the crop together to continue lines. It's a hobby for some, a calling for others.
Pregnancy: So, about that whole "hybrid" thing. It maaaay be more true than you think, even if pet/human pregnancies are the stuff of salacious tabloids.
Territorial: Hey, hey, other dog person! This is your apartment. Stay the fuck out!
Kennel: Kennels are where unadopted pets are kept. They're generally agreed to be depressing places. Why not volunteer at one, keeping the pets healthy and happy with the kind of affection only humans can show?
Rebelling Against the System: Damn the Man! Pet people are people, too! Just be careful not to get talk. You know what happens to bad pets.
Instant Attraction: You ever just look at someone and know they're the one? That they're...your master? But what if you've been trying to fight it? Well, don't try!
Dominant Pet: You might be the pet, but you call the shots, at least in the bedroom.
Pet Show: Everyone wants to show off how perfect their animal is. Look at that ass! And you'll never believe their special skills...
Therapeutic: Pets, especially those bred for their kindliness, are perfect therapy for those who've been through trauma and heartache.
Jealousy: Who's that around your master? Oh, hell no. They better not be touching them!
Petting: Pet people are absolutely gaga for being touched. Even the most steely ones turn to mush for rubs.
Games: Playing with your pet and giving them exercise is a key to happiness. Of course, with a pet person, you might want to use other toys instead of a ball.

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[Before they've got their breath back, Henry is back to thrusting, albeit at a more even pace. Doesn't take much for their nerves to light up.]

Nah, you... I haven't learned your likes yet. It's easy if it's just myself.

[Henry brushes Zaheer's hair back; they've never had it long but they've heard enough people complain about it getting in the way to assume Zaheer would feel the same.]

But you really like getting plowed, huh? Wonder if you like getting cummed in too~

[He outright whimpers as they start again, and Zaheer's strong shoulders just slacken as he groans.

His gaze is hazy, but he tries to focus on Henry, seething:]

I don't like either. You've just chosen to--ngh... manipulate my body this way.

Yeah, I should have said 'you get super aroused when I plow you' instead.

[Details, details; Henry's never been one for semantics. Before they come again, Henry's got some more experimenting to do. After all, if Zaheer is gonna help with Henry's magic business, he should experience some firsthand. Of course Henry enchanted their toys, and mutters an incantation or three. The toy becomes warmer, more giving to the touch, and the sensation spreads to Henry, an extension of the senses. Zaheer feels so hot and tight, Henry wants to cum in him as soon as possible.

But until then, Henry keeps their hips pressed against Zaheer's, and makes the toy writhe inside him rather than thrusting. The toy wiggles on Henry's end too, making them moan.]

Nice trick, right?

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Ah--

What... what are you--

[The toy is far too warm for it to be by body heat--he moans when it moves, and his hands grapple air as he feels the toy change from very firm to lifelike pliability. His muscles, already stretched to the limit, squeeze down around it tightly, and for a brief few moments he almost swears he can feel a heartbeat. Zaheer swears, instantly on edge.]

Magic?

Mhm, that's my work you'll be helping with. Magic isn't free~

[But with Henry's skill, they can make better use of what Zaheer will bring.

With the toy moving on its own, Henry can rest a little, leaning against Zaheer as it starts to vibrate. Zaheer smells good too, thick and natural.]

[They're so close... Zaheer turns his head away, groaning, his hips rolling helplessly as his body reacts. While he can go for a long time, usually he's the one on top--being the one on bottom is tiring him out mentally far faster than he expected.

His body still wasn't done, though, his body still wanted more, still reacted.]

You're too close, get--get off of me.

Nope!

[Henry gives him a smooch on the cheek, laughing softly. Zaheer really was rebellious! It was adorable so long as he didn't lash out with anything but words.]

You feel too good.

[Not to mention that. Wriggling around was fun, but Henry gasped as they thrusted. Oooh it'd been way too long since Henry did this, drawing back their cock before snapping their hips back, toes curling as Zaheer's snug heat surrounded their cock. Maybe having all that bodily feedback was a bit overwhelming, but Henry couldn't resist, pumping into Zaheer again and again, learning how he likes it.]

[He lets out a quiet snarl that draws out into a sweet moan, head and eyes rolling back. He heaves a groan, trying to pull his hands out of the bindings futilely as Henry snaps their hips against him. He's louder with heat inside of him, more prone to writhe and helplessly keen as he tries to roll into the thrusts, eyesight growing fuzzy.]

D... damn, damn this--

I don't--ah! [He gasps, their cock rubbing up against a sensitive spot, unable to stop the cry of pleasure as it washes over him. His muscles clench down around them tightly in response, torso tightening.] I'm not your gods damn toy!

[Woah, Zaheer really reacted well to this. Something to keep in mind! Henry's glad too, since they'll be able to do this more often. They could get used to being inside him, soft and hot.]

No, you're my pet!

[And Henry's running their hand through his long hair, petting his head. They kiss his face again, but slowly this time, and again, nearer to the side of his face, and again. Henry nibbles on Zaheer's ear, focusing their thrusts on where Zaheer felt good. They want to see if he can come without touching his cock.]

[That almost makes him full-out rattle against his bindings to try and throttle them. He hates being called that, even if it's true--toy, pet, it was all the same. His previous owners had been all sorts of the opposites; either he was also a person or more of a possession than an actual pet.

Despite his mood, his lethal glare lessens when their hands flow through his hair, tailfeathers flicking twice as their mouth gets closer and closer to his ear, as their hips smack against Zaheer's. They keep nailing that spot, and Zaheer's entire body shakes with desire, rolling his hips helplessly, frantic, erratic.]

Gods, please--I can't...

[He practically mewls it out, breathing heavy as he drips precum once more.]

Yes you can, you're a good boy.

[Henry murmurs in Zaheer's ear. He needs to hear that and associate it with pleasure, with good things, with obeying. Henry will make sure of it.

Right now Henry isn't close, working up a good rhythm but can hold out just fine, a contrast to Zaheer's writhing and mewling. Henry clenches around the toy at the sight, attacking Zaheer's ear and neck again, rubbing as much of themself again him as they comfortably can. Playing was nice, but physical contact was better, their sweating bodies intertwined, making the air smell like sex, like them both. What better way to claim a space, claim another, than filling with one's own scent?]

I...

[He wants to protest, gnash his teeth and snarl, but he's too tired. Henry murmurs in his ear right as they thrust against a particularly sensitive spot, and his cock twitches as his back arches sharply, wings spreading and mouth going slack.

His muscles continue to clench around Henry meanwhile, especially when he arches, tightening like a vice and making a guttural moan escape him.

Zaheer's sense of smell isn't so potent that he relies on it, but it's hard not to notice how Henry's eclipsing everything else except perhaps the smell of sex between both of them. With his eyesight blurring and his body tiring, responding on instinct and primal need, the anger in him starts to slip away, bit by bit.]

Ohh, you're so good, good boy!

[Woah, Zaheer was so tight and sweet, squeezing down on their cock. Henry keeps kissing him between bites, stroking his skin while rutting. They make the toy vibrate on their end, bending it so it's against their gspot while filling them out. There's a little give to the cock against their cunt, so a ridge rubs back and forth over their clit. With a little more magic Henry activates the sensation of their end of the toy, so they can literally fuck themself. Wouldn't Zaheer be happy!

Once again Henry is panting, their bangs damp this time around. There's something else they want to try, and if they can do it before Zaheer comes, well, all the better.]

I'm gonna cum in you.

[Their strokes feel good against overheated skin, heavy lashes fluttering shut. His moans grow quiet, but no less there. He knows he has no business thinking that this touch feels good, he's--he's a predator, he's dangerous, he shouldn't be shackled up taking a human's... toy? Cock? He's not sure himself anymore, his mind a haze.

Though, perhaps it's a little sharper with those words.]

You--what? You c... can't.

I will, 'cause magic.

[Talking's a little hard right now, both because of their breathing and also with their muscles tensing as Henry's getting wound up. They should be minutes from orgasm now, flooded with sensation, but they don't have that right tense-release built up. Even with their muscles shaking from the strain, they need more, relentlessly pounding Zaheer, sucking hickies against his heated skin, running their fingers through his silky damp hair.]

Magic isn't the--ah!

[He bucks hard against Henry's thrust, the pounding he's taking starting to make his legs weak. The attention he's being given is strange, tingling marks on his skin, his hair brushed with fingertips and out of the way, and maybe that's why he gasps, when they hit a spot and clench, he gasps:]

Master! [--against his better judgment, and immediately swallows a surprised grunt, his toes curling as he speeds towards his own orgasm.] N-no, not my Master... [He corrects himself with a hiss.]

Mm - good boy!

[Henry bites harder, glad that Zaheer can be trained so well. They lick the bite after, mouth open and sloppy on his skin. He deserves more kindness for doing something well.

Maybe if they increase their own sensitivity, then they could come within a few more - ]

Mmgh, ohh, ahh!

[Must've been closer than they thought, because Henry's orgasm hits them hard from left field. They have no control, muscles spasming as the tingling flood whites out all else. Henry moans loudly against Zaheer's neck, tongue lolling wantonly as their eyelids flutter.

True to their word, Henry's cock spurts forth cum from a magical reservoir, hot and thick as the real thing. Henry clutches at Zaheer with their nails as his ass milks them dry, load several times longer than an average human's. After all, if one is gonna have artificial jizz, might as well have a lot.]

[Zaheer can honestly say he didn't expect to be filled with so much--Henry's frantic pounding, their mouth on his skin, he's so hard and aching and needing release that when Henry comes inside of him, he gasps and struggles. It's difficult when nails bite your skin, making him grimace as the other fills him up completely, far past full, his spread legs shaking.

For a few seconds, he almost thinks that he's about to faint from disgust, but he can feel his cock just... harden. He knows he's going to come soon, he's so on the brink--

He desperately hopes it's not notable that he's only gotten harder, filled to the brim with cum like this.]

B-bastard.

[Is all he really has the strength to utter. Having been come inside of, like some child-bearer... ugh. He can't shake the feeling off.]

Heehee, maybe!

[Henry's orgasm was much stronger this time around, leaving them wobbly and giggly. They just lay melted on Zaheer for a while, trembling from the aftershocks of it all. Jerking off alone was a lot of fun but there was something to be said about being with a partner too.

Soon enough Henry sees Zaheer's hard but neglected cock.]

Aww, my poor little bird, here's for being a good boy.

[Henry undoes the straps of their harness before gently pulling the toy out of themself with a contented moan, legs shaking. They leave the toy inside Zaheer, since the angled end will keep it safe there. Henry kneels down again, resting against the edge of the couch as they take Zaheer's cock into their mouth again. Maybe they had a bit of an oral fixation but Zaheer was just so fun to suck on!]

N-no, don't--!

[He barely can summon up the energy to protest, knowing he's just about to blow--

which, indeed, it doesn't take more than a few passes of the tongue and some half-hearted sucking for Zaheer to hit his orgasm. He screams out Master this time, again cursing himself as he feels the name slip past his lips, his spine lifting off of the couch into a well-defined arch. All of his muscles clench around the toy left inside of him, only spurring on his orgasm. He breathes raggedly, his entire body shaking with the intensity of coming--definitely more intense than the others.

There's more cum than the last time--not as much as Henry's, but more than enough due to being held off for a while. Nevertheless, he does soften again, and Zaheer himself looks near boneless as he pants hard, eyes shut and wings limp.]

Ahh, good boy.

[Henry jerks Zaheer through it, to get every bit of pleasure possible for calling them "master" like that. He definitely earned it. The salty taste isn't as bad the second time, but Henry still can't drink it all, excess dribbling from their mouth onto their chin and shirt.. Zaheer is so beautiful, bending against his restraints and losing himself so utterly to pleasure. Henry can't help but palm themself to it, shuddering at the touch on their tender parts.]

Just one more and we're done, sweets.

[After all, Henry did promise they'd break in Zaheer. What better way than to push their physical limit? Henry leaves the toy in, magically making it thrust mechanically through the belly full of fake semen. One last reach into the chest and Henry brings out a want, pushing the blunt end against Zaheer's taint to get the protrate from both sides. With Zaheer oversensitive and overloaded, Henry won't need technique this time, letting their cumfilled mouth wrap around his cock, sucking messily, letting saliva and cum drip down.]

Wh... what?

[His voice nearly cracks at that. The bliss sticks in his mind, unable to wedge itself from calling Henry 'Master', the tender touch and hickies only connecting to it as well. His body, exhausted but still reactionary, arches sharply as the toy thrusts into him anew, movement smoother with the fake cum inside of him.]

C-can't take it-- [He gasps as his mouth wraps around his already oversensitive cock, feeling rubbed raw as he assaults his prostate, head thrown back. Hips still arch up, his cock starting to harden again, and his thighs tremble as he expels a long, drawn-out whine.] N-no more...

[Henry pays no mind to Zaheer's protests, focusing on getting him hard instead, until his cock can no longer wholly fit into their mouth. No more gentle treatment, Henry's going to wring that last orgasm from him.

They press the wand further onto Zaheer's flesh, seeking to overwhelm him with the vibration. The other toy gets angled differently so it traps the gland between the two toys. Between that assault and the hard sucking on his cock, Zaheer doesn't stand a chance.

He's so beautiful, especially now, panting and overwhelmed beyond attitude, eyes glassy, making the most wonderful sounds. Henry grinds the heel of their free hand against their clit, shuddering.]

[He's already so needlessly sensitive thanks to the other orgasms that his hips jerk and roll helplessly, his voice starting to rise, musical and trembling. His entire body writhes against his binds, against Henry's mouth, trying to move along with the vibrations and the nudges against his prostrate, maybe try to slow them down or make them not as intense, but it's no use: they only get more intense if he moves.

He starts to gasp, his voice starts to strain, turn hoarse from his plaintive cries, his head thrown back.

It's not long at all before he's hard again, before he's dripping, but his frantic movements start to slow and he collapses, unnmoving but so vocal even when he's hoarse as he starts to reach his last orgasm. He's growing dizzy from doing this so much, eyelids heavy and mouth slack.

His body needs it, exhausted as it is. His voice is barely there--]

Nngh... please...

[Ahh, so lovely! Tense as a bowstring but so helpless against the pleasure, voice rough from those sweet cries. Whoopsie, looks like Zaheer got tired and couldn't hold himself up. That's okay, he can just lie there and enjoy Henry as much as he likes.

Henry loves hearing him beg, rewarding him by turning up the settings on the toys, sucking hard and curling their tongue, precum and drool dribbling down their chin.]

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totally fine!

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