My New Pet | By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own myself, however. xD |
Once back in her room, Amber turns the TV off, puts Bupkus’ old collar things in her dresser, and jumps into bed. Bupkus watches her organize her stuffed animals around her before setting his remotes within reach and curling up under the covers. He raises an eyebrow at her.
“Shut it!” she giggles. “I’m always paranoid when I go to sleep so I have to have things around me… cute and fluffy things.”
He laughs, “They ain’t gonna save you, baby…”
“I know I know! Don’t ask me why, but it makes me feel better anyways…”
He lies down on the floor next to her bed, still laughing.
“Here…” Amber says, getting up to grab him a pillow and blanket. She tosses them to him before getting back into her own bed.
“Oh… thanks…” he says uncertainly.
“No problem. Do you mind sleeping with music on? It’s what I’ve always done…”
“I’ve never tried, but I’m sure I can…”
“Okay…” she says, pressing play on her Android. ‘Lost in Darkness’ by Escape the Fate comes on. “Are you settled?”
He shrugs, “Yeah, I guess.”
She then turns on the second remote to his collar and presses the button. “I wonder if it really works…”
Bupkus sits up briefly before roaring in pain. “Oh yeah…” he says, wincing as he lays back down, “it works.”
“Oh… thanks for testing that…”
“No problem,” he says weakly.
When he doesn’t say anything else, Amber closes her eyes and falls asleep. It takes Bupkus quite a bit longer, but eventually he does too.
Amber wakes up at around 3 PM the next day. She yawns and stretches before looking down at Bupkus, who’s laying there wide awake.
“Hey sleepy head,” he greets with a chuckle.
“Ah! How long have you been awake?”
“Since 11 AM.”
“Holy tits! I’m so sorry!” she says, hurriedly pushing the button that allows him to move freely again.
He laughs at her little outburst, sitting up and rotating his neck.
She sighs, “I guess the day’s gonna be over soon… I might as well just shower ‘n stuff now…”
Bupkus looks over at her, noticing that her big tits are almost popping out of her nighty. The top part of her left nipple is even showing. He lets out a soft growl, “That sounds like a great idea, baby…”
She rolls her eyes at him. “Of course you would say that…”
“Heheh don’t blame me, baby… Look down.”
She does and instantly blushes, pulling her nighty up to cover herself. “I’m gonna start wearing boy clothes…” she mutters, getting out of bed.
He laughs, standing up too. “Don’t do that, baby… Show off that beautiful body of yours…” he growls, eyeing her figure hungrily.
“I would… if you would stop acting like such a rapist…”
“No promises, baby,” he says with a grin.
She sighs, “Come on… let’s eat before we shower…” With that, she leads him downstairs to the kitchen.
The next couple of weeks are rough ones. Bupkus makes many new attempts to rape and kill Amber, but she stops all of them with the simple press of a button. This causes them to fight a lot, Bupkus calling her hurtful things, her screaming with hatred back at him, and so on. He also makes it a point to cum on her every time she showers, which pisses her off. Despite all of this though, they do have SOME fun together. She introduces him to a lot of new things, including movies, books, music, and video games. Sometimes they laugh together and even have play fights. Amber finds herself growing attached to him, even though she’d never admit it to anyone; especially not to him.
One day, after they’re all ready, Amber decides that she feels like going window shopping. She drags Bupkus with her to the mall, much to his displeasure. “You girls and your fuckin’ shopping…” he mutters.
That makes her laugh. “You men are all the same, no matter what the species…”
He has to chuckle at that. She proceeds to drag him to all of her favorite stores, from Hot Topic to Starbucks to shops with every type of plush imaginable. He laughs at her squealing over a monster plush, “You’re like a little kid…”
“Shut up! He’s cute!” she exclaims, hugging the plush defensively.
“Heheh whatever you say, baby…”
On their way out of the shop, Amber comes face-to-face with an eight-foot-tall monster with dark green skin and red eyes. She recognizes him from Monster-Mart. He’s not wearing a leash.
“Hey there, sexy…” he growls, grabbing her and pulling her up against him. In her state of terror, she drops Bupkus’ leash. “I’ve missed that cute little body of yours… perfect for fucking…” He chuckles cruelly, pressing his big boner up against her. She notices that he’s not wearing any clothes.
There’s an angry roar and a “Get your filthy fuckin’ hands off of her!”
The green monster looks up curiously to see Bupkus standing there, looking murderous. “What’s wrong? You don’t actually care for this pathetic little human, do you?” he asks, laughing.
“Yeah, I… she’s just mine, got it?! Now get the fuck away from her!” Bupkus roars threateningly.
“Aw how sweet…” the green monster says mockingly before looking down at Amber. He grins evilly before backhanding her, making her fall to the ground. “Now what, pretty boy?” he growls at Bupkus, “Maybe I should fuck her sweet little ass right here so that you can watch…”
Bupkus is on him in an instant, actually making the monster let out a frightened scream. He pins the monster down, grabbing his face and slamming the back of his head into the ground repeatedly. It quickly cracks, but Bupkus keeps going until the monster’s brains are splattered all over the floor. He finally stops, panting, still looking murderous. Amber just lays there, watching in shock. Bupkus turns to her, his expression softening. “You okay, sweetheart?”
“Y-yeah… I’m fine… Thank you, Bupkus…”
“No problem…”
They stare into each other’s eyes for a while, not really sure what else to say. Soon Amber notices police officers running over and quickly grabs Bupkus’ leash.
“What the hell happened here?!” one of the officers shouts.
Amber hurries to explain, worried that Bupkus might get in trouble. “This monster wasn’t on a leash,” she gestures towards the body, “He ran up and grabbed me, but Bupkus here saved my life.”
The officers look at each other in surprise, but nod. They call in for reinforcements to help pick up the body, telling Amber that if she’s okay, she can leave. They ignore Bupkus completely.
Bupkus stands up, offering Amber his hand. Surprised, she takes it and he helps her to her feet. She doesn’t let go and they leave the mall holding hands.
In the parking lot, she looks up at him curiously, “Bupkus?”
“Yeah?”
“Why’d you save me?”
“I… I just didn’t want some dumb fuck touchin’ my human is all… Only I’m allowed to do that.”
“Oh… so… you don’t actually care about me?”
He chuckles cruelly, “You’re my property, baby... my fuck, my kill, my meal… that’s all.”
She tries not to look hurt. “Oh… okay.”
“Why baby?” he asks, smirking down at her. “Were you hoping that I do? Maybe thinkin’ we could live happily ever after or some shit like that?”
She glares up at him. “No, I was just wondering. Don’t go getting a big head over it.”
“Haha a’ight, baby…”
When they get home, Amber hurries to shower, hoping that the running water will hide her tears. It doesn’t. Bupkus doesn’t know why, but seeing her cry drives away his urge to masturbate. For the first time since they met, he doesn’t.
By the time Bupkus is done with his shower, Amber is already asleep. He sighs, lying down next to her bed. He thinks about hurting her, since she obviously didn’t press the button on the second remote, but for some reason all he wants to do is go to sleep.
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