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Choosing the Right Pet (Angel & PenguinDesperado)

Angel216

Angel216

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Naomi sighed softly as she looked at another customer leave with another pet in his arms. She wanted to be bought, but year after year, day after day, month after month, and week after week she watched other pets being bought. Naomi was a human who'd been brought up with a family of dogs ever since her first day that she was born. So she acted like a dog, and she stood up in her cage, retreating to the corner where she laid down, curling up and laying her head down on her hands.

Though, pets were different, when they first bring in newborns, they tape their thumbs to the palms of their hands. As they continue to grow, the skin on their thumbs grows into the palm of their hands, making it so they didn't have opposable thumbs. Then, at age 5, they inject the children with serum to reverse the direction of the tail bone and make them grow tails. Right now, Naomi had a long, brown-tinged tail that swayed behind her as it hung outside the bars. Naomi was completely naked, but she didn't seem to mind as she was trained that pets didn't wear clothes and right now she was fifteen years of age and had c-cup breasts as well as a wide, well-accented bottom, accented by her slim curves and her hips. She was 5'4" when she was standing, when she was allowed to stand, anyways. At age 6, she was again injected with serum that made her ears stretch and shape into the ears similar to a dogs and they two were tinged a light brown. She had olive toned skin, with elegant, high cheekbones, accented by a natural blush and a few freckles that scattered over her cheeks. She had piercing blue eyes and naturally plush dark red lips that were now in a pout. She was a beaut, but she supposed no one wanted her because she was shy, timid and quiet and tended to avoid attracting attention to herself like the other pets.

She heard footsteps and her ears pitched forward as she looked up at the owner and blinked as he stopped in front of her cage. He sighed and looked down at Naomi and petted her on her raven black hair as he murmured, "I'm sorry, girl." Naomi's ears went down as she whined and whimpered, everytime the owner said that it meant that since no one had bought a pet for years, it was time to be put down, and her eyes widened. She looked at him, another whine coming from her as she tucked her tail in between her legs and shook her head, standing up, her eight fingers gripping the bars of the cage as she walked over to him, looking up at him, her expression pleading and pitiful.

The owner sighed and looked down as he started to explain, "It's not that I want to put you down, Naomi, but no one has bought you in five years, you have matured, when customers buy pets who are 10 years old or younger, they have the opportunity to inject them with serum that way when they go through puberty, they can be customized with bigger breasts, or bigger hips, whichever the customer wants. You've gone through puberty, so the serum wouldn't work on you." He looked down at her still pouting and pleading face and sighed again, as he stroked her long, raven black curls, trying to explain to her that it wouldn't be so bad. "You see, at least you wouldn't be sad anymore when other pets are bought, but your left alone now would you?" He was pondering what to do, when the door to the shop opened and he retracted his hand from Naomi's cage as he turned to greet the customer who just came in, "Hello, how may I help you today?"
 
Richard Gray had been thinking about it for a while. He remembered when he was little having a family pet; a cat woman that his father had bought and had been rather... pleased with, he could vaguely recall. He'd loved her, but naturally, he'd been too young to ever do anything, and she had been his father's to begin with. But that had been fine. He'd grown older, and rather than an awkward boy of fourteen, able to just look on in sadness, he was now a man in his mid-twenties. His own home, a good job, and he'd decided to get his very own pet.

He entered the pet shop, tugging his sunglasses off and tucking them into his shirt pocket. He was a good-looking man, with a chiseled jaw along which scratchy black hairs grew in a field of stubble. Short black hair, immaculately groomed, and he was wearing a suit as white as his smile, with a black shirt beneath.

"Hey there. I was interested in buying a pet? I was wondering what all you had," he said. He found himself glancing around the store as he asked. There were a few cages, of course, and there was the usual "kittens" and "pups"; younger folk that could be changed as they grew older. But he had no time for any of them. That wasn't what he was interested in.

His eyes did, however, land on young Naomi. She looked so... sweet. Almost adorable, but... with quite a fine figure. He'd liked cats as he grew, but he'd eventually settled on being quite the dog person. "You know what? Never mind. I think I found the one I'd like," he said, making his way past the counter and over to the cage. He knelt down. "Hey there. Want to go home with me?" he asked in a kind, soft voice.
 
Naomi peeked from between the bars of her cage, peering at the customer as she bit her lower lip and flushed as he glanced over at her. Her ears perked up as she heard his words and her tail started to sway and wag again, though, only slightly. There were customers before him that were interested in her, but hadn't bought her because she'd shy away from them and wasn't sociable with them. She looked at him as he bent down and nodded, a small yip coming from her as her tail wagged faster, maybe he was being serious and if he took her home, she wouldn't be put down.

The owner said, "Aww you mean Naomi, are you sure you want to invest in her, though, you wouldn't be able to change how she looks. You could go for younger ones that haven't matured, yet, because I was going to put Naomi down, she hasn't been bought in five years you know." He reached up and scratched the back of his head as he looked at Naomi and then to Richard.

At the sound of being put down, Naomi's ears went back and went down as another whine came from her and she backed up slightly. Her tail tucked itself between her legs as she looked to Richard, her eyes wide with fright. She didn't want to die, not now, not when, maybe, someone was about to buy her. She inched back forward, towards the front of the cage, her tail still tucked and her ears down as she leaned down and licked at Richard's hands affectionately. She had a good feeling about him, which was why she didn't shy away from him, besides when he spoke, he sounded gentle and kind as she looked between him and the owner.
 
"Naomi. That's a cute name," he said, watching as she worked her way toward him to lick at his fingers. The way she looked so sad, with her tail tucked between her legs... it pulled at his heartstrings something fierce. He glanced back up to the owner of the store. She was friendly enough, and that's what he was looking for. As long as she was sweet, he could deal with her not being terribly sociable. "Yep. I want her. No way I'm letting her get put down," he said, standing.

He slipped a silver card out of his wallet, complete with his face, his identification information, and a strip for scanning. He quickly saw to it that she was purchased and he got her papers to register Naomi as his. Even if he hadn't found her so adorable, he would have had a hard time walking away from one of them that was just going to get put down the moment he said "no". He'd feel complicit in the death himself. Maybe he was too much of a softy.

"Alright then. Let's get you home, shall we?" he asked, looking down to his brand new pet with a small smile.
 
Naomi smiled and flushed again, her cheeks becoming a light red, as her tail started to sway again as she smiled. She looked at the owner and the owner said, "Well alright, but I'll give you a bit of a discount since she's older than the others in here. As soon as Richard paid and received the necessary paperwork, the owner walked over to the cage, a leash in hand and a collar in the other as he unlocked the cage, slipped the collar around her neck with a name-tag that read Naomi, and gave Richard's information on it and then he hooked the leash to her, helping her step down out the cage as he passed the leash to Richard. "Well, thank you for buying her, I didn't want to put her down myself." He smiled and waved to them as he stepped back to attend to the other pets.

Naomi looked up, her tail wagging faster as her smile grew, this time was her time to be going home with an owner. She nodded vigorously, she smiling as she pranced along his side, tugging a bit on the leash, excited and happy that he had bought her as she smiled up at him, still prancing with happiness.
 
Richard grinned down at Naomi as she seemed so excited to be going home with an owner. He was happy to see it. She seemed like she was going to be a very good, obedient pet. Mm. And that was just what he wanted right then, he thought, his eyes raking over her curves, most particularly her fine breasts and her hips.

After he'd made sure to get her paperwork and the identification handled, he took the leash of his brand new pet, wrapping it a couple of times around his hand. "Thanks! You have a good day," he said, bidding adieu to the pet shop owner as he glanced down to Naomi. "Come on girl, we're going to go to your new home," he said.

He took her out to his car -- similarly to him, it was made of white, hard lines, rather than a sleeker model, and had a dark interior. He opened up the passenger side first and allowed Naomi into the front before he made his way over to the driver's side. Sliding in, he started it up and reached out to pet Naomi behind the ears before taking off down the road.

His home was a rather nice, upscale apartment. He'd never wanted for money, and that much was quite obvious. Light brown hardwood with primarily white appliances, and a wall of windows that overlooked the city and let in quite a bit of light. They had a fantastic view of the whole cityscape. It was plain that he lived a fairly good life here. "Well, I don't yet have some dishes for you, so I guess you'll just have to suffice with what I got," he said, undoing her leash as he let her in.

"You can walk in here, by the way, unless I say otherwise," he said with a smile as he closed the door behind them... making sure to lock it.

He didn't want to be disturbed.
 
Naomi smiled up at him and nodded again, still joyfully excited as she let out a yip as she followed him to the car and leaped in. She was still happy and excited as he got into the car, and she licked at his hand as he petted her behind the ears as she murred softly. Then they were off towards her new home as she wagged her tail, happy to be owned by him as they arrived at a set of apartments. She leaped down from out of the car and she followed him up, as she crawled in beside him and nodded as he explained that he hadn't gotten dishes for her yet. She flushed again, her cheeks turning red as he said she may walk and she pushed herself up onto her feet, wobbling a bit unsteadily. It had been a while since she had been allowed to walk. She looked around the place and a small yip came from her that, almost, sounded like "thank you."

Over the years, She had picked up on human words but as a pet she was trained not to speak and had soon lost the ability to form coherent words, but sometimes she could manipulate her yips and barks to sound a lot like human words. Customers usually liked that and thought it was cute as she sniffed at the air, still regaining her balance by walking around the room as she wobbled again and explored the house as she smiled happily.
 
Richard was quite a bit surprised as she certainly SOUNDED like she was telling him "thank you". Well, then. He knew pets couldn't talk after a certain age, you lost the ability to. There was a very narrow window for that sort of thing. It was almost a shame. Not that he minded it this other way. He made his way over to a couch, and called her over after a moment. There was one reason why he'd gotten her as a pet. Well, beyond all the others.

He'd always found the entire situation quite arousing.

He patted the couch, offering her a spot next to him, and bade that she turned around so that she was laying on her back rather than her front. He reached out to scratch her stomach; he knew that some of them liked that sort of thing, being treated like a traditional dog. His hand traced ever lower, however, scratching across her lower stomach until it lowered yet further.

His hand brushed across her sex; his touch never grew terribly lewd, instead just petting her there like he might have pet her anywhere else, like her head or behind her ears.
 
Naomi nodded and walked over to him, still a bit unsteady as she sat down beside him. She rolled over onto her back as she smiled happily, her leg kicking as he scratched her stomach. Her tail thumped against his leg as she felt him go lower and finally felt his hand come up against her sex. She let out a soft yelp, no one had touched her there before and it felt strange to her as she felt herself slicking up under his touch and she was curious, why she was getting wet as she didn't understand. A soft moaning growl came from her as he continued to pet her there, but still she wasn't sure as she looked at him, tilting her head curiously.
 
Richard felt her skin grow slick underneath his petting fingers, and he smiled down at her as he heard her moan ever-so-softly. He had been preparing for this for a while. Even if he had neglected to actually get real dishes, he had certainly not skimped on getting ready to have his very own pet. A box sat there, unopened, on top of his living room table, and slowly, he drew his slick fingers away from her sex.

Pulling the box closer, and flipping the top open, he came out with a few things. A pink bit of plastic that was connected on a long cord to a little remote, and a bottle of lubricant; he was sure she had never actually been touched there before... much less taken by a man.

"Hold on just a moment, Naomi," he said, standing and undoing his belt, before sliding down his pants and sitting down once more. His half-hard member lolled against one thigh. "Come here, Naomi. See this? I want you to start licking it," he said, reaching down to himself and holding it in his hand, offering it up to her.
 
Naomi sat up, looking on as he opened the box and she sniffed the air as he pulled out a weird looking contraption and a bottle. Her ears went back as she whimpered, afraid of the unknown object that dangled in his hand. She watched as he undid his pants and pulled them down as she saw his member, she blinked as she looked at him, and then to it and back to him again. She had seen them before, but hadn't even understood the concept. She had seen it on male pets, but she didn't understand why females didn't have one. When he said to lick it, she made a slight face of disgust, she had watched male pets being housebroken, and pee had come from that thing. She leaned forward and sniffed at it, then cautiously she begin to lick it. It had a salty, unfamiliar taste to it and she wrinkled her nose slightly, but continued to lick on it.
 
"Gooood girl," Richard said as she continued to lick at his cock. It reacted immediately, hardening as she swiped at it with her warm, pink tongue. He groaned happily as it hardened against her mouth, and he reached out to run a hand through her hair, petting her for being so good. He grabbed for the plastic device, and as he turned on a switch, it began to vibrate. He reached back behind her, and after a moment, she'd be able to feel it. The vibrating little piece of plastic pressing against her clit which he found with practiced ease, stimulating the delicate little bundle of nerves. Aiming to please her as she pleased him in turn. Besides; he had to get her ready for the main event.

Heaving a happy sigh, his free hand continued to stroke at her hair as his cock twitched against her lips.
 
Naomi felt him petting her and heard his praise as she smiled, her tail wagging and her ears pitching forward as she then jolted, feeling something new against her clit. Something that vibrated against her clit and again, a growling moan slipped from her as she was unsure what she was feeling. She moaned out again, squirming slightly as her fingers dug into the fabric of the couch to keep her balance as she looked behind her, stopping her licking for a moment as her brow furrowed, she was getting wetter and wetter down there with warm fluid and she wondered if she'd be punished because for her, she thought that she might have been peeing. She let out a whine, looking at him, her eyes apologetic and her ears pressed back again as she whimpered slightly, unsure of why she was peeing in the house on her first day here. She had been house-broken as with the others and she looked at him, then returned to licking, though, her licking was more apologetic now, as if to say, "I'm sorry Master, I had an accident in the house."
 
Richard's cock had grown nearly painfully hard as he'd played with her, and she seemed so excited to be pleasing him. Every bit of playfulness, every unknowing moan or groan just caused him to crave what was to come next. He could feel that she was good and wet, and with every tensing of her muscles, he could tell just how ready her body was for him; whether or not that registered to her mind was another question entirely. In fact, the time was nearly now. Just one last thing to do to make sure everything was ready...

He reached out for the bottle he'd retrieved, filled to the brim with lube. He picked it up, and settled one hand on her head to hold her there as he squirted the lube over his cock, causing it to glisten and shine before her. He glanced down to her hands, curious. He reached down to grab her by the wrists, bringing both of her hands up to rest on his cock. He folded her fingers down with his hands, and began to pull them up and down on his cock, made slippery both by her tongue and now the lube he'd squirted over the entirety of his shaft.

He knew she was going to be tight... maybe even unwilling... and he wanted this to be as painless as possible, taking every precaution to make sure that he was nice and slick, and she was nice and wet, before he went in.
 
Naomi squirmed and moaned and then a slight whine came from her as he put a hand on her head to hold her and she watched with curiosity as he squirted the lube onto his dick. It was then that she remembered what it was, and her eyes widened. She remembered in the pet shop, there were a select few female and male pets, chosen for breeding and each time, the owner would apply lube to the male's member and then the process would begin. She recognized the signs, he was going to fuck her. She let out a whine as her tail tucked in between her legs and her ears went back. It was with reluctance that she allowed him to place her hands around his shaft and stroke it up and down as she whimpered and whined, looking at him as if asking, "are you really going to do this?"
 
Richard watched as she seemed to almost recoil from what he wanted from her; apparently, she'd figured out just what he was wanting to do. "Relax, Naomi. It won't hurt," much..."I think it'll make both of us very happy. If you're good, I'm sure I could find a treat for you," he said. His words were kind, but he was clearly not going to take no for an answer as he settled his hands on her shoulders, and with insistent hands he turned her around, pushing her to one side of the couch where she could hold tight to the side of it.

He got onto his knees as his pants fell down to them, spreading his legs a bit so he could lower himself to her. His hands ran over her smooth, tight behind, moving to her tail to gently pull it out of the way. "Be a good girl, Naomi," he said, as he placed the engorged, slick head of his cock to the entrance of her untried pussy. He teased entrance, working his way slowly in rather than forcing his way inside of her.
 
Naomi whined as he gripped her shoulders, tremors running through her as he pushed her onto her back and off to the side of the couch. She whimpered and whined, squirming as she jolted, feeling his hands run over her tight bottom. She felt one of his hands grab her tail and she tried to pull it from his grasp and tuck it back under, but she couldn't as she trembled. She whined and squirmed again, feeling him place his head against the entrance to her pussy and she yelped, trembling violently. Fear radiated from her as she felt him begin to push in and she felt a burning pain begin as he pushed in deeper and deeper, until he was right up against her hymen. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him and whimpered, begging him not to do this as she whined, the whine sounding like an "noo."
 
For all he moved her around, Richard's voice was still kind. He leaned in over her, just as the head of his cock stopped at her hmen. His hands ran over her tight behind and up over her smooth back. "Here, calm down Naomi... It'll end up feeling good. I promise you that," he said. He was not going to stop no matter her worries, though, and finally, his hips bucked forward, breaking her hymen and taking her virginity for his own.

He settled inside of her, his cock filling her untried depths, and he reached again for the vibrator. He tucked it under their intertwined bodies, soon pressing the pink little egg against her clit, even as his large cock filled her tight pussy to the limits. It felt... phenomenal, actually. The fact that he was taking this young lady's first time, no matter the circumstances, only made it feel better to him.
 
Naomi trembled and shook her head, whining as she felt him buck forward and break her hymen. She let out a yelp as an intense burning pain filled her lower abdomen and she could smell the blood, before she felt it dripping down her inner thighs as she whined and whimpered, squirming beneath his weight. She buried her head in between her hands, deeply ashamed and in pain as she jolted, feeling the vibrating egg against her clit. She whined and shook her head, squirming and trying to crawl forward and crawl away from him as she yipped quietly. Her ears were back, flat against her head, and her tail was tugging against his hold on it, to try to cover herself and tuck itself between her legs.
 
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