Regret

Caleb spotted Amanda and Amber first as he turned to enter the breakfast nook. They both looked upset. Amanda was stark nude and Amber was wearing some sort of skin tight floral outfit with a ridiculous pattern. His brain noted the lack of clothing on the other herd members, and the sex acts they were engaged in, but his eyes were drawn to Kathy.

Of all the women in his life, she was the most beautiful. She was also the sexiest. Even dressed in just a house robe, the sight of her made his cock hard. She looked tired, and on closer examination he noticed her bottom lip trembling. It was only after seeing it, that he noticed the unshed tears in her eyes.

He hurried forward and swept her up into a tight embrace. One hand on her ass and another in her hair, he tilted her face up to his while pulling her close against his body and kissed her. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth briefly before pushing his tongue inside hers. He kissed her for what seemed like minutes before he pulled his head back and said, “It is NOT your fault. Okay Kat? You are not allowed to blame yourself.”

When she opened her mouth to object, he smacked her ass to silence her. “I mean it Kat. Your King has spoken. And your future husband prefers a happy future wife.”

She hugged him and kissed him and squeezed him tight. It was while she was doing all that that Caleb noticed the tattoos on the naked women around him. He recognized the dairy logo design that Angie created. Looking around he saw a few of the other tattoos for the bottle labels. It was when he looked at Amber that he finally realized she wasn’t wearing a skin tight floral body suit. While he read the insults scrawled all over her body all he could say was, “Holy shit Kat.”

Kathy had a sad sheepish expression on her face. “I um… I got a little mad last night. I can undo it. I… I’m sorry I…”

June put her arms around both of them and said, “It was justified anger, but no permanent damage done. My son almost suffered **** by snu snu.”

Roberta and Lori cackled but Caleb and the other women had puzzled looks on their faces. Kathy asked, “What’s snu snu?”

June explained, “It’s from an old cartoon show. In one episode the main characters get stranded on a planet of Hucows. They are captured by the natives and are sentenced to **** by snu snu.”

Lori blurted and laughed, “It means **** by fucking!”

Caleb began to laugh along with Lori. He couldn’t help himself. That was funny as hell to him. He created the reality they lived in. One in which he got all the sex he could ever want. Dying by getting fucked to **** was both morbid and hilarious. If he wasn’t more careful he really could kill himself, or worse, one of these women he loved, and that thought sobered him up.

He looked over at Amanda. She was still on her knees next to her mother. He saw the pleading sorrowful face she had and noticed that she was the only herd member without a tattoo. She looked miserable, which reminded him again how easily he could fuck everyone’s lives up even more.

Before he could say anything to cheer her up, Amanda tugged on his robe and begged, “Please don’t cast me out. I’m sorry for what I did. Please don’t abandon me. I’ll do anything. I love you. Please… Don’t throw me away.”

Caleb had a flash of memory back to the day Amanda told him about what happened when her father found out she was a hucow. Another thing that would not have happened without his reality changing watch. Amanda expected Caleb to reject her the same way her father did. But he wasn’t angry with her. If not for the watch, they would never have met. He had turned himself into a virtual sex god, but he was now also responsible for Amanda and all the other women in his life. His duty was to make them happy. Glancing at Amber and her tattoo covered body he resolved to make them deliriously happy.

“Come here Amanda.” She stood and timidly moved closer. That wasn’t good enough for Caleb so he pulled her in to his embrace with Kathy. “You’re not allowed to blame yourself either. I’m fine, and that’s all that matters. How could you even think that I would kick you out of my harem? You are mine, and that isn’t going to change. I still love you, and that won’t change either.”

Amanda buried her head into the space between his shoulder and neck and whimpered, “Am I still Kathy’s pet? She… She wouldn’t brand me…”

Puzzled, Kathy asked, “Brand you? What? What do you mean? You WANTED a tattoo?”

Neither of them noticed Helena had entered the room until she spoke, “Wow. You really don’t know anything about hucow personalities, do you? Branding is not just symbolic for them. It’s pretty much the ultimate expression of love between a hucow and her owner or bull. You put Caleb’s initials on all of them except for her. To a hucow, that is like saying she doesn’t belong in the herd.”

Amanda whimpered, “It’s… it’s like you don’t want me no more. I love you Kathy. I’m a shifter. It’s my deepest desire to be your pet. Please keep me. Please. I want you to tattoo me. I want people to know I belong to you and Caleb.”

The tears that rolled down Amanda’s cheeks told Kathy she had misunderstood hucows on a fundamental level. She thought she was saving Amanda from punishment by not forcing a tattoo upon her, but by not giving her one she had been torturing her instead. “I’m so sorry Amanda. I’ll fix that right now.”

Before anyone could say a word Kathy broke out of the embrace and was halfway out the room to go get the bottles of tattoo ink.

Less than half an hour later Amanda was admiring her new dairy logo tattoo as well as the tattoo over her right breast. It was a simple red heart shape with Kathy, Caleb and her own initials.

“Remove that one too. If the wrong person sees it, she could be killed.” Helena pointed to the tattoo on Connie’s left butt cheek at the “Stretcher King ****” tattoo. “It isn’t true anyway. She’s still alive after all. I’m amazed any of them survived. Caleb, you must have the willpower of a god to keep your cum from turning to poison.”

As Kathy cast the spell to erase the tattoo, Mary cocked her head to the side and said, “What do you mean poison?”

June answered before Helena could. “Mary, you can’t **** a Stretcher King. At least, you can’t do it and get any of his cum inside you. It’s one of the blessings the gods place on Stretcher Kings. If you do get it in you, his cum turns poisonous. From what I’ve read, it's a pretty gruesome and painful way to die too.”

Helena added, "Even if you don't get any in you, stealing a Stretcher King's cum is a capitol offense. These five ate enough of it they would already be dead if Caleb wasn't so generous with his cum. I suspect that's why they are still alive. He didn't mind giving it to them, even if it caused him bodily harm."

Caleb had forgotten about that normality. He had been trying to get them to let him go, but they never let him speak long enough to get more than a word in. He didn’t even think about his cum killing them. Hell, it was some of the most intense sex I ever dreamed of. If I have to admit it, even if only to myself, I enjoyed being the object of such mindless lustful desire. Granted the pain was nearly unbearable, but to have five sexy women forcing themselves upon me over and over again had been mind blowing.

June put her arms around Caleb and said, "I'm proud of you honey. Even while what happened was happening, you still had your generous heart. You're such a good son."

While June hugged and kiss her son, Kathy ran her hand along the tattoo above Connie's Venus mons. The one that said, “Caleb’s cock only” with an arrow pointing to her slit. She asked, “What about this one. I can change it to someth-“

Connie put her hands over it protectively and quickly said, “Leave it! I like it…. I mean… you can leave it for a few weeks… I don’t… um… I just want to keep it for a while.”

Connie was blushing profusely and her mother added her two cents, “I told you Connie’s husband has a small dick. Once you’ve had filet mignon, you don’t want hot dogs anymore.”

“God Mom! Trevor is a great guy. So what if he isn’t very good in bed. Kathy and Caleb are just the best I’ve ever been with.” She turned to Kathy to say, “I just… I like feeling like you two can have me anytime you like. Eventually, I’ll want to have sex with my husband again, just not now. It’s... complicated. I want to get to know Chris better first. I’ve never been a pet before, and I don’t want sex with my husband confusing my feelings about the new relationship.”

Kathy grinned, “Ok Connie. It’s a deal. I’ll leave it there, and ask you again after your first ultrasound. And I’ll play with you every once in a while too. What about your other butt cheek? I can take that one off, and you won't have to give your husband anal sex.”

Connie pondered for a few second, "No. Leave that one too. I kinda liked your shadow cock back there. Who knows, I might like to give my husband my ass too." She blushed and muttered, "I might never let him in my pussy again if he fucks my ass half as good as you did."

Roberta ruffled her daughter’s hair and said, "Okay, you're done sweetie. Now it's my turn. Kathy, I would like something that proudly says I'm June's pet."

June pointed at Roberta's back and said, "Can you do two roses crossed over each other with my name between the stems? Maybe over her shoulder blade?"

Roberta put an arm around June and gave her a side hug, "That's a lovely idea dear. I should have asked to be your pet years ago."

Kathy looked over at her ink bottles. She was a little low on red but it should be enough. "I can do it. Have a seat Roberta, while I ready the spell."

While Kathy gathered her mana for the spell, June said, "I doubt Harold would have let me keep you as a pet. Not while you have a husband with a stretcher."

Roberta grunted, "Ugh. Like that would have mattered. Ever since Connie and her friends turned eighteen, I'm lucky if I get his dick once a month. Once he started stretching college girls half his age he didn't want to stop. Did I tell you our last four date nights he's taken me to the movies over by the college? By the time the movie is over, he is all fucked out. I'm lucky if I can get him hard enough for a blowjob. And then there is hardly any cum left in his balls to make a snack. If I wasn't a member of the Laughing Dolphin, I wouldn't get sex at all."

Connie confirmed her mother's story then said, "I've been sneaking my mom some of my husband's cum. Hell, Dad hardly ever stretches me anymore too. Honestly, what good is having a father with a stretcher if he isn't giving you his dick? And he never fills my womb with his seed. He could have bred me years ago, or at the very least, on my honeymoon. When I asked if he would be my bull, do you know what he said? He said, 'You should go find one your own age.' My own father wouldn't be my bull. Does he have any idea how much that hurt my self esteem?"

Lily sat down next to the group and said, "That must have sucked. I never knew my father. My Mom used to work at one of the big dairies, but she doesn't like to talk about it. I checked the dairy's bull registry, but it could be any one of about two dozen bulls. I tried to figure out which one he was, but most of them are married to normie wives, and they have no interest in getting to know their hucow daughters. I gave up when I met my husband."

Caleb tapped his chin with a finger, then chimed in, "Ladies, I have a few things to say. First, I don't blame any of you for what happened. Amber and Amanda both tried to warn us, but we didn't listen. I recall Amber specifically warning me that I shouldn't be left alone with her when I breed her. Second, the herd, or you five at least, I have no idea how big the herd will get, anyway, you five are welcome in this house any time you like. I promised Amanda I would service the herd at least once a month, and I'm not going to go back on that. Both harems will make sure you get all the sex you need to keep your milk production up. As of right now, every woman living in this house is a milkmaid. Sonia and Amanda, it's your job to make sure everyone is properly trained to milk the herd. Mary, you help too. You're now head milkmaid, or whatever."

Kathy patted Roberta on the arm and said. “Okay, finished.”

June took a picture with her phone so that Roberta could see the tattoo while the others admired the real thing.

Melissa stood and said, “Okay Caleb. She’s ready. Have a seat.”

Caleb looked around the room and said, “Why am I the only one that has a problem with this?”

Hazel laughed. By now both harems were awake and in various states of getting ready for the day. Hazel walked over to him and said, “Come on big dick brother. Amber wants you to punish her. How else are you going to do it? It’s not like you would be willing to hurt her or anything. You’re not that kinda guy. The next best thing is humiliation.”

Caleb whined, “But I don’t want to punish her at all. It wasn’t their fault, okay? I’m the one that caused all this. I screwed up. Me.”

He couldn’t tell them all about the watch. Not without risking everything. But it really was his fault. Every bad thing that had happened was his fault. Deanna’s mother. Kathy getting shot. Gemma getting sexually assaulted. Even Heather and Brock.

But Kathy and Lori knew about the watch, and they knew why he felt the way he did. Kathy hugged him. She held him while Lori pushed him back saying, “Okay, so it’s partly your fault. And you don’t want to do it because you’d feel humiliated too right? Well then, consider this your punishment as well.”

Kathy released him from her hug, untying his robe and pulling it off him as she stepped back. Lori **** him to sit while Caleb blushed profusely. Lori was right. He had never been so embarrassed in all his life.

He shifted slightly to get a little more comfortable as he felt Amber's gigantic tits against his ass cheeks. Using Amber as a chair had been April’s idea. Caleb had been horrified by the suggestion, but Amber had quickly balled her body up and eagerly invited him to sit. She was posed in a crossed legs sitting position with her gigantic tits resting on her legs. Melissa had tied her wrists together under her boobs to prop them up. Then Melissa tied her legs to her arms as well so Amber could hold the position as long as she liked. It occurred to him that if he farted, it would either shoot into her cleavage, or hit Amber directly in the face.

“Are you sure this is okay Amber? I’m not hurting you, am I?” He seemed to be the only one uncomfortable with this. The other women acted like having a human chair was only right for their beloved king. That only made him feel worse.

“I’m fine master. My arms are digging into my boobs a bit, but it’s a good kind of pain. I… We really are sorry for what we did.” She blushed even though Caleb couldn’t see. “I think I like being punished like this. I… I’ve never been used as good as this before, I met you and Kathy. As a sex object or otherwise. It’s… liberating. I’ve finally found the perfect family for me. No one has ever made me feel so utterly dominated before. If you want me to do anything, just tell me. And I mean anything, no matter how degrading. Melissa mentioned she has some paddles and whips. I’d love for you to try them out on me, if you’d like.”

Kathy asked, “If you like to be dominated, then why did you resist when I tried to do it last night?”

Amber laughed and said, “Because last night you were terrible at it. I wanted you to hurt me, and all you did was give me pleasure. You did a much better job when you used your magic to give yourself the strength of a hucow. I loved being tossed around and hate fucked. Seriously, last night you punished me with lots of massive orgasms. That worked on the others, but I’m a whore Kathy. I’ve lived in a sisterhood convent for over a decade, and I’ve attended every single one of the convent's orgies. After leaving my husband I had a sexual revelation. The convent sisters treated me great and cared about me and Amanda. I used my body to show my appreciation. Now, I can fuck for three days with barely any sleep. Granted I’m usually the one doing the fucking, not getting all my holes filled. But I have done it that way too. I told you the other day that I fully intend to eat every woman in the house, but I don’t think you took me seriously, or understood what I meant. I will not say no to a romp in the sheets with any of the women here.”

She stuck her huge tongue out and licked the part of Caleb’s ass crack she could reach. He yelped in surprise but Lori wouldn’t let him stand up. “I’ve done it all Kathy. Literally anything any of the sisters wanted to do. I’ve been peed on. I eat ass. I’ve even been choked with a chain around my neck while the convent's high priestess fucked my ass with a wine bottle. Do you have any idea how hard it is for a hucow to find someone that can sexually dominate her?”

Amber hesitated for a moment before she confessed, “In a way, I almost wish you hadn’t claimed me. Let me finish before you speak. Now that I’m in your harem, I know how much you love me. We all do, thanks to the harem effect. You can’t hide your feelings from us Kathy. We know that even in your rage, you still love us. And we know you regret what you did to us last night. That only makes us love you more. Right girls?”

Roberta spoke up for the others, “She’s right Kathy. The instant you claimed me, I felt the full **** of your love, even through your anger. I certainly don’t regret joining your harem. And if you think giving us as gifts to be pets for your friends was wrong, then you better think again. Not only are we shifters, we are hucows. I’ve never met a hucow that didn’t yearn to be someone’s pet. Do any of the shifters in the two harems regret becoming a pet?”

She looked around the room as she asked the question. Kathy looked as well and saw from the looks on their faces that none of them did. Kathy looked at April and said , “You aren’t anyone’s pet. In fact, I remember you saying you never wanted to be one.”

April grinned at her. She shrugged her shoulders and said, “That was before I really got to know you all. Hell I never thought I would ever get pregnant either, but now that I am, every time I think about it I get so excited to be a mom I can’t stop wagging my tail. Besides, in a way, I am already Caleb’s pet. It just isn’t official.”

Kathy looked at the other hudog in the room and said, “What about you Ramona? Have you ever wanted to be a pet?”

Ramona also shrugged, “Honestly no, not really. Back when I was younger maybe, but not anymore. Caleb is the only person I would even consider being my owner. My job is to protect him first above all others. I can’t be someone else’s pet for that reason, and I can’t be his pet for the same reason I can’t join his harem. I can’t have sex with him without wanting him to impregnate me. Maybe when April is further along, but not now.”

Kathy fell silent. All of the shifters in both harems seemed happy with the way things were turning out. They wanted to be pets. Kathy wondered if these women would be naturally submissive if Caleb hadn’t found his lucky watch. She would have to discuss it with Lori the next time they were alone. Maybe something in Lori’s two sets of memories would provide the answers she was looking for.

Caleb spoke into the silence, “Can I get up now?”

Kathy chuckled, “Fine, I need to remove Amber’s insult tattoos before school anyway.”

Amber growled, “Don’t you dare. I’m a walking billboard of humiliation. I love it… Well actually… take the tramp stamp off. The only real cock I want in me is Caleb’s.”

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