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Chapter Five
 
It was the most intense climax I had ever had. It felt as if Pet had seized me by the prostate and was squeezing every last drop out of me. As dire as Pet's straits had been lodged between my ass cheeks and balls, she would have been in far greater peril between my surging cock and manic grip.
 
I again wanted to relax in the afterglow, but Pet's repose was less than secure, so I stayed slouched while I reached around my

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Chapter Four
 
My first breakfast with Pet was something of an auspicious occasion, and somehow full-frontal nudity didn't seem quite appropriate, so I donned some pajama bottoms immediately after I got up on my way to take my morning piss.
 
Pet was nowhere to be seen when I entered the kitchen, but I didn't panic because I presumed she had burrowed into my boxers, and retrieving them from the terrarium confirmed it. Holding her uprigh

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Chapter Three
 
When I left my apartment, I had no plan for convincingly demonstrating to my new pet that her only future lay in accepting my ownership. I just knew that I had already had enough improvisation for the moment, and I couldn't afford another moment of fallibility. I also knew that I hadn't had dinner.
 
I crossed the street to my favorite teriyaki joint and ordered my usual. As I let the hot protein and rice fill me up, I

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Chapter Two
 
My graduate advisor was unhappy with me. I had already changed my major once in my college career, and now I wanted to change it again. I didn't see what the big deal was. My grades were fine, but my scholarship required that I "make steady progress toward a degree," whatever that meant.
 
I had decided that I couldn't continue in hard science, and I thought I ought to learn more about what motivates people. M

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Chapter One
 
Three months after I took Rosa I came home one day and found her, not standing at devoted attention as she had been every other day, but lying unresponsive on her bed.
 
I'd had her for such a brief time—we had scarcely begun to try all the things I had wanted to explore together. I'd gotten her a terrarium and made her a bed from a cardboard box and a silk tie I had gotten one Christmas. I had only worn it once and I c