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A Birthday To Remember

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

16th September, 2021

All Rights Reserved.

Authors Note: This story was in part, inspired by, and for, my dear friend here on Sofurry, Geneseepaws, thanks for being, well, you :)

Beep...beep...beep Cone from the beside clock a a human hand slithered out from beneath the bed covers and fumbled across the small table, knocking the clock off, it hitting the carpeted floor with an indignant squawk as it broke.

“Urgh - “ Come a voice from beneath the covers.

As if to add to the morning, his cell phone started ringing. Again, the hand reached out, snagged the phone and dragged it under the covers.

“Hello...?" Come a sleepy, masculine voice.

“Happy birthday!" Come a cacophony of voices from the phone, nearly deafening him.

So it is... Came the disjointed thoughts, as the covers were thrown back, revealing a dark haired male.

“Hey Jake, its Greg! Happy birthday my friend, so, what's it like?" Came a single voice, masculine and inquisitive. “How's the present we got you? Boss did a collection, man, what'd he get you? It wasn't cheap, must be nice to be the bosses favourite and all that!"

Yawning, Jake grunted and frowned.

Present? I didn't get no present and...

A loud knock come from his front door.

“Greg? I got to go man, someone's at my door, yeah, I'll call you back..."

His finger stabbed down on the end call button as he rubbed at his face, feeling the short bristles of overnight growth on his cheeks and chin. Again, that knocking sound come, then the ringing of the doorbell.

“Yeah...coming - “ Jake growled, as he slipped out of his warm bed and stood up.

Of average height, a good, physically pleasing body, he stretched his arms up over his head and scratched his head. As the insistent person at the door kept knocking, he grumbled and pulled a dressing gown on over his naked body and shambled towards the door.

“This had better be good..." Jake growled. “I haven't had a shower or a coffee yet..."

*

Jake pulled the door open, to see two men dressed in delivery uniforms.

“Mr Patterson?" One asked, as he looked from Jake's dishevelled appearance, then down at the clipboard.

Jake tried to stifle the yawn, as he frowned and shook his head, fighting the last vestiges of sleep that tried to cling to him.

“Yeah, that's me...what – who are you..."

Quietly, the second one left, returning with something that followed, covered in a concealing hood, neck and the rug covered it so it was impossible to tell what it was. At a guess, it stood about two and a half feet tall and that was all Jake was able to discern.

“Sir? If you'd sign here please - “ Asked the man with the clipboard, as he turned it around and held it out.

“Uh...sure?" Jake instinctively took it and signed it, then handed it back.

Handing him a leash, the other man smiled and both courteously nodded, before walking back to their nondescript van and backing down the driveway.

What in the hells? Jake's mind reeled.

He looked down at the leash, that lead under the hooded something that was under that silk rug.

As he backed up, it followed him, then when he stopped, it stopped. He saw the sides of the rug move and twitch as this thing breathed in and out.

Thinking it was some practical joke by his boss and his work colleagues, Jake dropped the leash and backed away. After a moments pause, the thing seemed to turn its head back and forth, as if confused and uncertain.

“What...are you?" Jake murmured, as he stepped back and fell into the leather recliner.

At his voice, the things head snapped towards him and it moved purposefully forwards, the leash dragging between its front legs.

“Woah hey!" Jake gasped.

As he held up his hands in a warding gesture, then realised how futile that was, as this thing obviously couldn't see him...yet to his surprise, it obediently and instantly stopped.

Curious, he quietly approached and it lifted up its headed hood.

Sharp hearing! Jake's mind reeled.

Nervously, he reached out and his fingers gripped the hood, finding it quite loose and unrestrained. With a gentle tug, he pulled it free and his eyes widened as he stared into the most intense woodland brown eyes that gazed into his dark blue ones.

A Whitetail deer looked up at him, a red synthetic halter tied on her head. It's black leathery nose twitching as it instantly imprinted on him through sight and scent.

“What the hell..." Jake moaned, as he slumped back into the chair, staring incredulously. “Is this some kind of joke?"

Tilting her head, the deer tilted its head, the black tipped ears slapping to the side.

“Greetings master - “ Come the voice from its muzzle.

Jake's mind whirled. This thing can talk? I've heard about...no... it can't be, it just can't be one of...of those!

Confused, the deer remained standing, as it stared at him with undivided attention, its ears twitching forwards.

“You...you can...talk? I'm not in some dream?" Jake murmured.

“No master, you are most certainly awake and not dreaming."

Jake trembled with shock. He couldn't help it. His mind reeling and body quivering. This had to be some twisted practical joke his boss and colleagues were playing on him. It just had to be...

Moving forwards, the deer tenderly brushed its warm furred head against his knees and looked up at him. Behind those intense brown eyes gleamed an unmistakable intelligence and thoughtfulness, he could see it for himself. Timidly, he touched its blanketed neck and slipped it free, the rest of the blanket that covered it sliding off and falling to the floor.

“You're a..." Jake's mind still refused to believe what his eyes showed him.

“A doe, yes master." She spoke, then her tail snapped up and flagged from side to side.

“A real...living..."

Nuzzling his fingers, the doe rubbed her head against his knees again, reassuring the bewildered human he wasn't dreaming.

“Yes master, I am as I appear and as you suspect, I am indeed a product of the Inteli-Pet Corporation. It is my honour to meet you and I hope, you will enjoy my presence."

“I...you...you're really... real?"

With a quiet bleat, the doe flagged her tail and rubbed against his legs like a cat. His fingers timidly touched her pale brown fur, feeling the warmth and texture. His fingers lightly caressed and soon rubbed at her, his mind still disbelieving as it flat out refused to acknowledge what was before him.

Standing up, he nearly tripped over the shed silk blanket, which he picked up and threw on the recliner behind him. Carefully, fearful he would frighten the young doe, he moved cautiously, gently stroking and petting her.

Standing perfectly still, the doe eagerly submit to his touch, her fur rippling as he discovered several ticklish areas on her body.

“I'd long dreamed - “

Curious, the Doe tilted her head. “Master?"

Remembering how as a young child, he'd seen the advertisements on the television, in newspapers and magazines – he'd never imagine in his wildest dreams that he would ever see a living, breathing Inteli-Pet, let alone own one... no, ownership was wrong, this was a living, feeling, sentient creature who...

As if sensing his rising distress, the Doe nuzzled against his body, trying to find ways to comfort and soothe him.

“You're...so beautiful, I never, ever, thought I'd see one of your kind..."

Looking up, the Doe nuzzled at his stomach and sighed in pleasure, it was unmistakable, as she reaffirmed his scent that was already imprinted on her mind the second she had laid eyes on him.

“Master?" She asked quietly, then hung her head. “May I be named please?"

“You...you don't..."

No, they don't come with names, they're just...genetically created by the corporation for their clients. How...how do they...

“What name would please you?" He asked, as he crouched down and cupped her head in his hands, gazing into her eyes.

“That is your choice, master, name me as you will, and I will respond to it."

“I...I don't know what to call you... I had a dog once, her name was Leila..."

“May I be called the same master?" Asked the Doe. “If it pleases you?"

Jake blinked, then he slowly smiled and cuddled her, pressing her head gently against his chest.

“Yes...yes my dear, sweet doe, that would please me."

Leila imprinted the name on her mind with a single blink, then she smiled and rubbed her haltered head gently against his cheek. Jake squirmed and laughed softly, before he sat back and looked at her.

“Do you need this halter?" He asked Leila, who gazed at him. “You're – you won't run away, or something, will you?"

With a frown, Leila shook her head. “No master, I am yours, bonded both heart and mind, to obey as well as I can. Do with me as you wish your whim is my order. We Inteli-Pet Corporation creations can not, through our actions, disobey or refuse an order given to us by our owners. If it is possible, then we obey without hesitation or question. So, no, I will not run away, or, something, as you said."

*

That night, Jake settled down for bed, showered and naked, he lay down on his bed. On the floor at the end of the bed, Leila curled up, tucking her nose under a hind leg.

“Goodnight master," Leila spoke.

“Good...no, wait...Leila?"

Leila rose and walked around to the side of his bed, resting her chin on it as she gazed lovingly at him.

“Yes master?"

He moved over to the other side, then pet the bed where he had been laying. Confused, Leila's ears swished backwards as she frowned.

“Forgive me master, but I do not understand what you wish of me."

“Up Leila, up here, on the bed please."

Leila nodded and jumped up, the bed making her wobble and tremble, before she quickly dropped to her knees. Jake chuckled quietly, then placed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her over on to her side. Leila blinked, not comprehending, but obediently folded her legs up close against her body.

“May I...cuddle you Leila?" Jake asked quietly, as he caressed her cheek with his hand.

Leila blinked and licked his nose affectionately. Carefully, Jake moved in towards her then after a few moments of awkwardness, they found a compromising position. Jake's head rested against Leila's neck, her forelegs over his shoulder, his body pressed tightly against Leila's belly, with one of her hind legs pinned beneath his hip, the other resting on top. Leila shivered from nose to ankles, feeling her pinned leg quickly going numb, but she would endure for her love and desire to please her owner outweighed any discomfort for herself.

“Thank you..." Jake murmured, as he tenderly caressed her side with his fingers.

Leila gently pulled him closer with her front legs, as she rested her chin on top of his head. Quickly, comforted by her warmth and soft fur, Jake drifted into a deep restful sleep, as Leila lay half-awake, her eyes open to mere slits.

Sometime during the night, Leila felt something rub against her tail and she woke with a start, going from deep asleep to wide awake in a heartbeat. Afraid, she tried not to tremble, but she couldn't help it. It was an experience she had never been imprinted to understand.

Jake mumbled something incoherent, even to her sharp ears, and he cuddled her closer, his arms around her chest. Leila quivered again, her eyes narrowed as she struggled to work out just what was now awkwardly pressed under her tail. It didn't feel unpleasant, if anything, it felt...interesting. Giving her tail a gentle flag, she felt Jake gasp and tremble.

It seems to please him... Leila thought, as she smiled and let her eyes drift back closed, as her tail started flagging again, the soft fur tickling and brushing against whatever it was.

I'm sure master will explain it all in the morning, if I ask him...

Leila gave a final twitch and her eyes closed, as she drifted off to sleep, content and happy.

Jake on the other hand...he had the most vivid and amazing dream...

… and an awkward conversation with the sticky-tailed Doe in the morning...

END