[Writing WIP] Honey & Preyslut (Patreon)

I'm still working on this story with Honey that I've been writing for a few weeks + want to narrate when it's finished up. Here's a bit of it (it's well over 1k words & almost done!), with excerpts from 2 different sections.

(Also prey's name atm is Misty but that may change when this is finished later on!!!)

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The adorable doberman takes a tiny sip from her shot glass. Honey giggles teasingly. “What, you’re not going to drink it all down in one go,” the cat mews teasingly. She lifts up her own shot. “I will if you will,” she offers, jokingly putting her pinky out.

Misty blushes, then lifts her own glass. “To…us?” she squeaks out hesitantly, not sure if her shyness is as obvious to the stranger as it is to her beating heart.

“To us.~” the cat agrees, and both of them down their shot glasses.

Misty puts down her glass with a thunk. “I’m Misty,” she says, turning to face the cat.

“Honey,” she purrs in reply. “Nice to meet you, cute stuff.~”

That makes her blush. “Stoooooop…”

“Why should I?” Honey teases. “Clearly it’s having an effect on you…”

“Mmmm…” The pup gathers her courage and responds. “Well, what can I say? I go out drinking hoping to meet people who have that effect. Hehe.~”

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Honey leans forward, licking the dog’s cheek, the kissing it. “All mine…” she murmurs, grabbing her sub, positioning her so she’s lying down on the kitten’s lap. Honey continues to lick and kiss Misty, the pup moaning all the while.

Just then, the dommy mommy’s belly growls softly. She grins. “You know…if you’ve never been eaten, baby, I think you’d enjoy it.”

“Oh?~” The doberman has never done anything like that, but she’s kinky enough to try almost anything.

“Oh definitely,” the kitty purrs. “And you’ll be better off in mommy’s belly,” Honey coos, still petting the doberman’s fur. “Don’t you think so, baby? Mommy keeping you safe and warm inside of me, you all curled up in theere...” she murmurs, gently rolling Misty over and rubbing her belly. She whines happily; the puppy always loves belly rubs.

“Never tried that before,” Misty moans, leaning into the cat’s warm touch, “but I wanna do it. Want you to take care of me…!”

“Good girl…” Honey praises. “I’ll take gooooooood care of you. Keep you in my biiiiig, warm belly…mmmmm…” She leans forward, licking the doberman’s nose. “You already taste sooooo good, too…”

The puppy had never had someone say that to her before, but it makes her blush very red.