A New Pet~ Ch.3
#3 of The Summer~
Steve woke up a bit groggy and grouchy. He smacked his lips together and took in a deep inhale followed by a deep exhale, effectively irritating his rather parched throat and naval cavities. Choking on the wiff of his exhaled morning breath, Steve rolled off his bed â€" taking with him his covers that provided little to no comfort as he came in contact with the carpet producing that of a loud thud sound.
Groaning, he cursed his friend Luis' dog for his wretched morning breath. For after all, the odour was clearly that of a dog's breath and it just so happened that every time he'd spend time over at Luis' house the troublesome dog would jump onto his bed and salivate all over his face â€" gosh only knows how he didn't drown.
Grumbling, he opened his eyes slowly, felt his nose full of mucus, stretched his arms out before him, decided it was time to get up and did a quick push-up. Almost instantly, the room began to spin at over 200km a second; effectively sending him sprawling into the door pane.
Groaning some more, he caught his bearings and recentered his mind â€" hopefully enough to get him to his desired destination in one piece. His body aching and quite literally radiating drowsiness, Steve stumbled his way in the general direction of the bathroom.
Upon entry, he began his morning routine almost robotically. First, by turning on the cold water knob till the water that flowed resembled that of water commonly found in the
Arctic, then by splashing water on his face. After gargling some of the cold water to clear his throat, he put some of it up his nose to further assist in clearing it afterwards.
Grabbing the roll of toilet paper that sat on the countertop, he blew his nose with a sound that resembled that of an elephants - only a little louder. That done, he proceeded to brush his teeth. Pick up the brush, place a smidgen of paste on it, right, left, right, left, up, down, right, left, spit, repeat, gargle.
Leaning towards the mirror, he analyzed the
skin on his face. Grunting, he picked up a bottle of manly lotion and proceeded to smear the cream over every part of his body.
Having done everything that needed doing in the washroom, he stumbled back to his room and threw open the closet doors to remove his usual outfit of choice for school.
Barely aware of what he was doing, he slipped into the clothes and then into his shoes. Looking around the room, he yawned wide and stretched his arms high above his head further proving his need of sleep.
Having made his decision to follow through with his need, Steve flopped onto his bed and settled into a comfortable position prepared to sleep for a couple more hours before Karolina came over to bug him. After all, what was summer break for?
Karolina yawned -quite effectively cracking her jaw - and arched her back, stretching her weary and stiff muscles. Trees really weren't the best place to sleep. Looking up to the vast blue sky, she giggled to herself recalling the moment where she had met Steve for the first time the other day. He was such a cute little boy.
Deciding that she had been away from her beloved Steve long enough, she leaped gracefully from her perch in the tree to land lightly on the roof of Steve's house. Well aware that Steve's window was right below her, she carefully shimmied her way down to it by wrapping her tail around the gutter of the house. Peeping into the slightly agape window, she saw Steve sleeping on his side.
Deciding that her loveable master needed a surprise, she propelled herself through the small opening of the window by swinging her body back and forth before finally releasing her tails hold on the gutter and landed delicately on her back paws, ending her little performance with a bow.
Humming to herself, she slid into a more feline position of all four paws on the ground and tail swishing from side to side, and sauntered over to the side of Steve's bed. With a quick flick of her wrist, she tugged the blanket off of his sleeping form; purring when the action revealed to her the oh so attractive body of her master. Sliding her gaze along his form, from head to toe, she noticed a small white ball perched right on top of his crotch.
Her whiskers twitching with curiosity, she reached out to poke it slightly. She jumped slightly as the white ball twitched and revealed it's form in a stretch as a snow white puppy. Blinking slowly with a still half asleep mind, the puppy yawned, looked directly at Karolina, then yawned again before recurling up on Steve's crotch and falling asleep.
Infuriated, Karolina ran her claws along the length of Steve's face in an effort to wake him. To her disappointment though, Steve only licked his lips - clearly to deeply involved in a dream to bother waking to reality. Growling, the infuriated and now annoyed Karolina raked her claws across his face.
Steve yelped and jumped in his bed - effectively sending the little puppy across the room and into the door of his room.
The puppy cried out with shock and pain when it hit the door but the puppy's cries were drowned out as Karolina pounded on Steve's chest with her fists whilst yelling; questioning as to why there was a dog with him.
"STEVE!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?! "
Steve, more concerned with his face then the infuriated near sobbing girl pounding on his chest, ran his fingers gently across the lines of which the scratches were.
'Good thing she didn't scratch me hard enough to leave a mark ...' he thought to himself. 'Or something bloody that wouldn't feel to-' His thought was suddenly cut off as Karolina's
claws started piercing him when she pounded his chest. Sighing, he shut his eyes and shook his head before opening his eyes and looking down at her.
"What are you talking about? All I've been doing is sleeping. If sleep is a bad thing then I'm a bad person." He said wearily.
"YES YOU ARE A BAD PERSON!! WHY DID YOU BRING A DOG IN HERE?!" She screached, furiously pointing at the crying puppy.
Slightly pissed, Steve was about to yell back at her before he noticed the puppy by the door. Sympathy overwhelmed him and he shoved Karolina away, walking over to the
poor puppy which he then cradled gently in his arms.
"Karolina! Why didn't you say earlier that the poor puppy was crying!" He snapped to his sexy but annoying feline.
Karolina, though still thoroughly pissed, managed to gather herself and calmly reply, " I apologize for yelling earlier Steve. But the reason that that puppy is crying is because of you. When you jumped, you sent it flying into the door. So... smooth one Steve." She joked, rolling her eyes, a smile on her face. Inhale. Outhale.
Steve couldn't help but smile back at her, happy that she had finally stopped yelling at him.
But there were more pressing matters at hand, literally. Walking over to his bed, he carefully placed the puppy onto his pillow and made it lay down on it's back - taking notice
that it was indeed a girl. Shuddering from a sudden wave of bad feeling, he ignored it and started to carefully poke and prod at all areas of the puppy but not once did the puppy cry out. Wondering why the puppy had stopped, he turned to look at Karolina.
"She's okay. Probably was just a quick sting but there doesn't appear to be anything too serious." He said, somewhat resembling that of a doctor who had just completed a check up on a patient.
Karolina looked down at the puppy with her cat like eyes, her nose slightly upturned in a snooty way. " That's good to hear and all but you know ... mine is way better then hers." She said, tilting her head slightly in the general direction of the reproductive organ.
Steve rolled his eyes and gave her an annoyed look. "She's not like you Karolina, so stop talking about her. Let's just let her sleep , and we'll come back to check her later." He said shaking his head at the stupidity of his sexy pet. He let the puppy curl up in a ball and petted it softly on the head before turning to give Karolina a quick pet on the head as well - so not as to give her the even slightest idea that he was playing favorites.
Standing up, he stretched again and proclaimed that he was going downstairs to watch some television.
After an hour of watching mindless t.v. with Karolina, all the while stroking her fur from her side to as far as he could reach as she cuddled up to him, he sighed. "What's wrong honey?" She asked in a sugar sweet voice as if they were married.
"First we're not married and second we should probably go check up on her." He said, slightly annoyed. Pushing her away, he rose from his position on the couch walked back up to his room - Karolina acting as his shadow and whining as usual.
"She's fine let's go back Steve!" She said in a pleading voice.
"Come on Steve. I'm sure she's fine. Let's go back down. I think I saw something really sexy on the-"
"No Karol" Steve cut her off. "We're going to check on her."
"Karol?" Karolina paused, blinking. "Aww! Stevekins! Thank yooooouu~ I love my new nickname." She squealed, hugging him lovingly from behind.
"You're welcome, and ok let's-" Steve was cut off as he walked into his bedroom and noticed the white, furry, canine featured figure on his bed.
"Steve what is-" Karolina was interrupted as well as she too noticed the figure on the bed.
Blinking quickly, Steve gave his head a good shake and came back to his sense. Carefully, he approached the canine with Karolina mirroring his every move, furiously muttering to herself 'WHY IS A DOG HERE, AGAIN?!'
Having reached the side of the bed, he examined the dog from every possible angle pausing momentarily when his gaze landed on the figures breasts and more private
parts. Though bigger, he realized that it looked exactly the same as the puppy's.
"Karol. I think I know who this is. It's... it's the puppy from before." He said whilst scratching his head in confusement.
"What? It is? Well then let's wake the bitch up." She said to him with and evil grin.
"Karol don't cuss please." He said shaking his head at her.
"What? That's what she is. A bitch. You know... a female dog?" She said whiningly, giving Steve a playful shove.
Surprised from the sudden shove, Steve felt himself falling backwards - right onto where the puppy was. Quickly, Steve flipped himself around and slammed his palms down
on either side of the puppy's neck before he could hurt her again.
Squirming slightly, the dog seemed to have finally awoken and titled it's head up to gently place it's muzzle on Steve's lips. Surprised yet again at the sudden action - which
was clearly shown in his wide open eyes- all Steve could do was lay there stupidly. Until he felt the piercing gaze of Karolina who stood just a few feet away from him and was
obviously, getting angrier by the second.
Not wanting to have to deal with another of her anger episodes, Steve broke the kiss and pulled away from the dogs muzzle - unconsciously licking his lips and coming to the
conclusion that that kiss had been better then the one he had experienced with Karolina.
"Umm....Steve....can you please get off of me?" A timid yet sweet voice came from beneath him.
Shaking his head, still shocked, Steve realized he was still atop her and hastily stood up.
The room was silent for a moment before the angry burst of Karolina seemed to ring throughout every nook of the house. "WHO AND WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!'" she
hollered, anger just pouring off of her in waves. What was only fuel being added to the fire though was how she had watched as Steve had licked his laps after that accidental
kiss - which she longed for him to do after one of their shared kissed.
"Umm.....I'm Isabelle and a dog. Why do you ask?" She said in her timid voice, visibly shaking from fear of the angered pussycat.
"Calm down Karol. She's not doing anything so leave her alone." Steve said walking over to Karol, sliding his arms around her frame and giving her a quick hug in an effort to
release her from her stress and anger. Too pissed to try to calm down, she started clawing at the back of Steve's shirt and into his skin. Thinking quickly, Steve headbutted Karol.
"Owww...!! Fine fine." Karolina whined, rubbing her head and looking over Steve's shoulder to look into the eyes of Isabelle, her position slouched and obviously rather sad and or apologetic.
"I'm sorry Isabelle for getting into such a hissy fit and being mean towards you....." Steve nodded as Karolina looked down dejectedly, embarassed at what she did, still hugging his body close. ".....because the one at fault is YOU,STEVE!!!"She yelled, her head shooting up from it's previously dejected position to be placed directly in front of his face; her yell ringing his ears as he heard it over and over.
"W-wait. Don't yell at Steve! H-he's a nice person with...um, with a kind heart." Isabelle said louder then she had spoken before, though still shaking somewhat from fear.
Realizing what she had just said, she slapped her paw over muzzle and blushed profusedly.
Both Steve and Karolina paused, turning slowly to look at the now docile dog with her head hung low and a furious blush spread over her cheeks. Steve, letting go of Karolina,
approached Isabelle and knelt to gently pat her head. "It's ok Isabelle. You don't need to worry about me. Because you see Karol over there? Yeah, she doesn't really mean it." He said to her softly still kneeling and petting her head.
Karol, not one to be outdone or forgotten, sauntered over to where Steve knelt and grabbed his hand, tugging it slightly. Steve chuckled and knew Karol wanted attention too - so he gave it to her. Now both his hands were busy patting each girls head and it remained that way for several hours afterwards.
Arms finally exhausted and aching, Steve had to stop petting each girls head. Almost instantly, he was met with 2 pairs of sorrowful eyes from 2 furry girls. He smiled and shook his head, before standing and kicking his shoes off in the general direction of his closet - not quite caring where they landed.
"Come on girls. Let's go to bed. I'll explain my new pet to my parents later." He chuckled, as he laid down between Isabelle and Karolina.
Grabbing the blanket, he tugged it over all 3 of them and settled in for a comfortable night.
In conclusion, Isabelle enjoyed the sound of 'pet' and was glad to have such a kind hearted owner like Steve. Karol was overjoyed that Steve had finally let her sleep with him ... as in next to him on the bed ... perverts.
But out of the three, the one who had to be the most overjoyed of course, had to be Steve. For he had 2 girls siddled up to him, their breasts pressed against his side after all.
Smiling to himself, he suddenly jumped slightly as he felt someone grab his crotch. 'Karol' he thought to himself, rolling his eyes. But then he felt another paw placed on his crotch. Surprised, he turned his head slightly to see Isabelle cheekily grinning up at him before she ducked her head into his shoulder and promptly fell asleep.
Steve chuckled softly and pulled each girl closer. He could already tell that this was going to be fun. And with that, the trio slept.