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In a world where biotech has given the human race a new hormone that allows people to transitions to pets, a middle aged man walks his young female pet through the park. She is eighteen, lean and nude. She walks at the end of a short leash. She can no longer speak. The hormones have taken that power from her. Her libido is raging on high. She eats kibble from a bowl in the garage. Human pets are the new Viagra. Bailey is one such pet. Why did she do it? She is young and beautiful and her many friends from the Brynmoore swim club adore her. But Bailey has a terrible secret. Becoming a human pet is her last good hope for a satisfying life. Bailey the Family Pet is the tale of one woman’s quest to discover herself in a hostile world that’s new and changing.
This book is a dark and gritty, a realistic erotic fantasy romance. It’s for adult readers only.
Warren opened the car door and Bailey slid out.
“Wait,” Evelyn said.
She rooted around in her purse.
Bailey stood in the warm sun. The smell of grass and people filled the air. Ducks glided in for a landing on the pond. Small children laughed and screamed in the playground area. Old people sat on benches. The path around the pond was crowded.
Bailey swallowed. She was the only one naked. The skin on her arm turned to gooseflesh. Holding herself, she covered her tits.
“Here,” Evelyn said, handing a small gift wrapped package to Warren. “This is for you.”
Warren sucked in his breath.
“Oh, Evelyn!” He exclaimed. “It’s gorgeous.”
Taking Evelyn in his arms, Warren held the open package out to Bailey.
“Bailey,” he said. “It’s for you.”
Inside the box something glittered and glowed, picking up the sun and throwing it back at her eyes. It was a collar. Warren took it out and held it up. But not just any collar. It was a diamond crusted white gold collar, with a pendant dangled down from the front that held a bright blue sapphire as big as a silver dollar.
Bailey felt light-headed. Her mouth dried up. It was gorgeous.
She’d never possessed anything like it.
No one she knew owned anything that even came close.
“You deserve it, dear,” Evelyn said.
Bailey looked at Evelyn confused. I do?
“You’ve put up with all my long hours at the lab,” Evelyn said. She picked at the buttons on Warren’s dress shirt. She’d meant Warren, of course. It seemed obvious now, but the realization still stung.
Bailey took a deep breath.
Warren attached the collar around Bailey’s neck. Evelyn went on praising him, but Bailey ignored her. The collar felt good on her neck. It had a satisfying weight, and the sparkling sapphire rested just above her breasts. The leash loop held an engraved disk that read BAILEY. Warren twisted one of the car mirrors so that Bailey could see herself.
He grinned at her with pride.
Warren’s admiration warmed her. The amazing collar made her feel better, despite coming to her in a roundabout way. And even if Evelyn hadn’t given it to Bailey, she’d bought it to sit on Bailey’s neck, engraving it with Bailey’s name.