Page 44 of The Hornet’s Hucow Pet

Fizz spends most of the day perched on my shoulder, curiously regarding whatever I’m doing and declaring his opinion, usually with a howl of varying volume.

He loves being petted, and on the days when my pain is bothering me, he clings happily to my chest and purrs while I stroke him for as long as I like. And when I stop, he bumps his head against my arm, begging for more.

On the days when I’m full of eggs, unable to move, he curls up on my bed, rubbing his soft fur against my cheek.

Today, Fizzgig naps on the table next to me as I work through a series of chemistry problems. Normally, these would be quite easy for me, but Zyren has posed a new challenge, commanding that I wear a thick butt plug affixed with a fluffy, tufted tail that resembles a Howling’s—or a cow’s.

The same day he gave me the plug, he also placed a collar around my neck—pink with a round golden bell.

I’m still not entirely sure why—he can find me at any time telepathically—but he murmured something like, “Hm, Sylvus was right about this one.” He’s put the collar back on me every time he’s bathed me since then, and I’ve accepted it happily.

I accept a lot happily these days. I thought I’d be bored by a life like this, but I’ve changed. It’s not entirely the hucow serum altering my brain, either. I’ve labored enough. Rest is welcome, even if Zyren still has to trick me into it sometimes—such as by stuffing me with this plug, which makes me shift and fidget and lose my train of thought.

He promised that if I wear it diligently, he’ll stuff both my ass and cunt with eggs at the same time…

Zyren’s pen lifts from his paper as he writes up notes from his last appointment.

I smile to myself, proud to have distracted him with my lewd thoughts, even though I’ll pay for it later. I do so enjoy paying for it later…

Zyren’s stern voice cuts across the room. “Keep daydreaming like that, and you won’t be making it to your playdate.”

I straighten quickly, though the sudden movement sends a pang through both my ass and breasts, complicating my commitment to pure thoughts.

“I can’t miss tonight,” I plead, “Andromeda said they finally found Jurrasic Park…”

Zyren levels his cool gaze at me. “Then behave. Simple.”

I clench around the massive plug he gave me, stifling a whimper.

The slightest ghost of a smile pulls at Zyren’s lips, and I know he turns away to hide his grin from me.

I huff and return my attention to my chemistry problems, but I can’t focus on them.

Fizzgig rolls over, exposing his four chubby feet, and I rub the Howling’s belly to pass the time.

A few minutes later, Zyren abruptly grabs my hips and hauls me out of my chair, his already-dripping cock sliding between my thighs.

I whine. “But you said I wasn’t allowed to think lewd thoughts before my playdate! This is impossible!”

“I changed my mind,” Zyren says cooly. “I require release before your playdate.”

He doesn’t make me wait any longer before plunging his cock into me.

With the massive plug wedged in my ass, it feels incredible.

Zyren must agree, because a moan of pleasure falls around me as his parameres grip my mound, massaging my labia and clit as he thrusts past the swell of my plug.

It’s all too much. I fall apart quickly, cumming hard and fast, and Zyren is soon behind, growling over me as he pumps my cunt full of heat.

He carries me over to the drain in the floor, letting me sit there and float in the afterglow as his cum flows out.

Zyren finishes his work, and by the time I’m coherent again, it’s time to head over to Sylvus’s.

Zyren scoops me up, and his wings whir behind us, spiriting us into the air. Fizzgig launches himself at my lap, bracing to be set aside as he usually is—then he coos with glee as Zyren tolerates his presence. He snuggles to my chest, and I hold him tightly.

Borne on Zyren’s wings, we move swiftly through the chaos of Sherexis, soon delving into the quiet, webby cocoon of one of Sylvus’s lairs.

The noise of the city seems to totally disappear, and I idly wonder how Sylvus must have woven his silk to create such a dampening effect.