Still thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Hika’s voluptuous chest as we discuss the best course of action, I am left with no choice but to accept the situation for what it was.  If I wanted a fuckpet of my own, I had to get my ass in gear and take them.  Getting all touchy-feely with Hika had certainly gotten me into a feisty mood and a quick glance into the bathwater would be all it would take to reveal how horny I was as a result.<br/><br/>Just as I was about to get up to claim some hapless woman as my own, Hika’s pet dropped the tip of her friend that was looking to be taken so long as they could best her.  There was a detail of which that caused me to blink in bewilderment, even with the usamimi’s encouragements.<strong>”…but I’m not a kittyboy.”</strong><br/><br/>Realization quickly dawned on me that that was my old way of thinking that put me in this petless state to begin with, so I reset my priorities with a shake of my head before standing.<strong>”No, you’re right.  Kittyboy or no, I’m going to strap a collar to her and make her mi-“</strong>I paused long enough to correct myself and shoot Hika with a deviously pleased smile.<strong>”Make her <em>our</em> new pet.”</strong>I was psyched up and ready to be lead to this friend so that I could prove I had what it took to be a master rather than a slave.