The Beloved Pet Ch7
#5 of The Beloved Pet (Abandoned)
There is nothing like a new set of threads, especially when your on an Alien Planet.
Posted to DA on 7/8/08
Posted to FA on 5/28/09
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"New Threads"
Awakening from a restful sleep I recalled the events of yesterday with some incredulity. Of course any doubts were silenced by the collar around my neck. Hopping out of bed I made my way to the dining room to fix breakfast only to find my Master waiting for me. "Judging from your bed head, you seem to be well rested," He said to me. He then mentioned that he had prepared a more proper breakfast of my favorite cereal, Golden Crisps. He also had what looked like a high chair waiting for me. With memories of my standing breakfast I accepted his assistance and eagerly partook of breakfast. Having finished Master picked me up and mentioned that we were going to Ergotha and I would need to be better dressed as we would be going out in public. For me this would mean I would have to be diapered. As much as I disliked the idea Master Explained that it was required of all pets in a public space, so I begrudging accepted. Laying me down on my back He secured one on my naked body and returned me to his embrace. He also mentioned I would have to wear a leash, which after the last requirement, seemed like a minor demand. His right arm made a comfortable seat while his left hand held the slack of the leash loosely coiled around his fingers. With this he walked the distance to his day excursion ship which in his arms seemed much shorter. There was little time between taking off and arrival in Ergotha. For some reason I was worried about my appearance and how others would react. Master gave quick assurance that the sight of me in his arms would look perfectly normal and would draw little attention. Sure enough my appearance drew little more than a casual glance. As I looked through the crowd I saw others who like myself, had been adopted as pets. Some where human, others centauran, and others were species I had no knowledge of. Master told me the names of the six species, besides terrans and centaurans who were kept as pets, that I didn't recognize. While I committed all of them to memory, the Banare and the Akai stood out in my mind because I had seen them at the pet shop. I also noticed that many of them were dressed in robes that matched their masters. With this my Master explained the purpose of our trip. He was there to buy me a summer robe that matched his, as it is a common practice for master to give their pets matching robes. Arriving what I assume to be a clothiers, Master placed me back on ground while holding onto my leash, and asked a clerk for a robe that was like his but my size. He used the device on his wrist to transmit my measurements, which he probably obtained from the physical exam I had been subject to upon leaving the vets, to the store. He did the same with data on his robe. After a few minutes the clerk returned with a garment in his hands. It looked like my masters robe but was my size. It slipped on very easily and felt quite comfortable with it's silk liner. My master picked me up and felt the garment for himself. He made a similar request with a pair of fur lined moccasins, which he said was to keep the soles of my feet soft. The slippers were about mid ankle length, and the lining was quite soft. He was pleased with the results and we left with out any cash being exchanged. Master must have payed with plastic. As we left, he could not help feeling both the robe and how well it fit me. The trip back to his ship was only interrupted when something in a shop caught my masters eye. He picked up various pairs of sunglasses holding them beside my face. Finding a pair that we both found satisfactory he made a similar request of the clerk there as he had at the last shop. He handed the end product to me and I slipped them on. With comments on my good looks and a similar exchange of cash we departed. Having returned home with plenty of the day left we spent time watching reruns, on the Arc equivalent of television, of a show that resembled "The Colbert Report." Master activated a translator in my collar but still had to explain some of the background behind the humor. While spending the evening in my masters lap I found my self shamelessly drawn to the patch of fur on my masters chest that was uncovered by his robe. I could not resist resting my head in it's sweet warmth. My master noticed my display and delivered a small chemical reward, seemingly encouraging me to continue, which I eagerly did. This was also accompanied by him running his left hand through my short hair for some time. With it getting late Master returned my to my room and removed my diaper. With this he said good night on the way out and left. Placing my robe on the arm chair I climbed into bed and began my third night as Entei's pet.