-Inteli-Pet Corporation - Made To Order - Chapter One
#1 of (Inteli-Pet Corporation) - Made To Order
Sometimes what you get, -really- isn't what you were expecting...
Inteli-Pet Corporation
Made To Order
Chapter One
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
28thMarch, 2023
All Rights Reserved
Angelica paced back and forth, her golden furred ears pricked forwards, then instantly going flat, dark, leathery nostrils flaring as she whiffled, the air blasting through them. Her pale grey tail slashed too and fro as she resumed pacing on the carpeted floor.
At just five feet two inches tall, the anthropomorphic palomino mare wrung her white furred paws, then nervously bit at the hooflets on her right paw. Nervousness washed over her in waves, her heart thumped in her chest and her knees quivered.
"Urgh!" Angelica cried out in exasperation, tilting her head back and gripping her mane between her fingers.
So wound up with stress and anticipation, she slumped into a leather recliner, which groaned under the small equine's weight, before she leapt back to her hooves and began pacing again.
"It's happening - " Angelica squealed like a filly, then blushed and composed herself, feeling silly. "He's finally getting delivered today and..."
When the front door sensor chimed, Angelica whinnied in fear and nearly leapt out of her fur.
"Coming!" Angelica yelled.
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He was here - finally here... Angelica stood before her new companion - both intimidated and awestruck. His dark ears poked through the hood on his head, alert and pricked forwards. His nostrils were wide as he breathed easily in and out - completely calm and relaxed.
"You're..._taller_than I was lead to believe..." Angelica moaned, her head tilting back to truly take him in.
His head tilted down and towards her voice, the hood blocking his vision.
"Oh, the hood...oh my god, I'm so sorry... Down, please?"
He sniffed the air, relying on his sense of smell and his hearing, to obediently lower his head down to her. Timidly, Angelica held the back of her paws up to his nostrils, and she giggled when he took a deep breath - inhaling her scent.
"You're beautiful..." Angelica murmured, as she undone the four bow tied knots that held the hood on. Carefully, she lifted it up off his cheeks, then he lowered his head as far down as he could, as she slipped it off.
He lifted his head, then shook himself - a few stray hairs floating in the air conditioned breeze, as he stretched and stepped from one hoof to the other.
His eyes opened, then he seemed to frown, looking slowly from left to right, before Angelica sighed and nickered in laughter.
"Down here..."
His expression went blank for a moment, before his eyes widened and his ears slashed backwards. Angelica knew he was smart, very smart, but his mastery of suppressing certain emotions?
He hadn't mastered the art of masking his surprise at his new owner...
Angelica laughed - she couldn't help it, as the confused thoroughbred did a visible double take as he looked at her...
_Down_at her...
"Hey! Beautiful? Down here, that's it..." Angelica smiled, as she placed a paw lightly on the bridge of his nose.
His dark eyes gazed deeply into Angelica's, who smiled and placed both paws on his cheeks, before she touched noses with him. He blinked once, then exhaled - the two equines exchanging breath - and in that second, they were inseparably bonded - heart to heart.
"Mistress..." He spoke, those broad, leathery lips twitching as he flicked his ears forwards.
"Hello," Angelica murmured, lightly caressing the white blaze that ran up from his nose to between his eyes. "You're so...much more than I expected..."
He visibly frowned, tilting his head slightly. "Do I not please you mistress? Is something wrong with my appearance?"
Angelica shuddered from ears to hooves, then a broad smile spread across her lips.
"No...you're... just more than I expected you to be. I just said I wanted a thoroughbred, colour didn't matter, a stallion and...well, I got...well... you!"
He stood there a moment, deep in thought, before he whiffled through his nostrils and gently nudged her with his nose.
"You're perfect..." Angelica repeated, still in shock at the magnificent stallion. "A name..."
"Name, mistress?" He asked her, curious and alert to her every movement.
Angelica slapped a paw to her forehead. "I forget, just how innocent your kind are. A name, my love, is what you respond too. I have a name, I'm Angelica."
He blinked, in that second, he assimilated her name.
"You are mistress Angelica, my owner, who I will..."
"No, just Angelica, please. Mistress? That sounds so...urgh, so formal! Please, just call me Angelica, now...what do you wish to be called?"
He frowned, rolling his eyes upwards to stare up at the ceiling as he thought. "I have no desire of my own, Angelica, may you name me?"
Angelica bit her lower lip, as her ears swished backwards and she paced for a few moments, the Thoroughbred remaining statue-like as he waited - he was prepared to wait until the end of time itself, if it pleased his owner.
"Umm...how about, no...what about...no, not that either..." Angelica laughed nervously, as she continued pacing, her hooves thumping on the carpeted floor. "Alright, I'll call you...Snickers, on account of your beautiful dark chocolate socks and light brown fur."
"Snickers..." Come the thoughtful voice from the stallion. "If this is what you wish me to be called mistress, I will be called Snickers. I exist to serve you in whatever - or however - I can."
Angelica smiled, then walked over and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her forehead against the warmth. Snickers curled his neck around as best he could, trying to offer her a hug of his own.
For nearly twenty minutes, Snicker's let his owner hug him, loving the attention and he was sure, due to feeling her heartbeat and her scent, being loved in return.
At last, Angelica shivered and stepped backwards, before she nervously swallowed and looked down at the carpeted floor.
"Mistress? Is something wrong?" Snickers asked, nuzzling her gently, his voice filled with concern.
"I...Snickers," Angelica laughed weakly, then shuddered. "Oh my love, I, I mean...how do I ask..."
He blinked then tilted his head, his confusion evident in his gesture. "You merely have to ask me, mistress. I am compelled to obey my owner, however they wish, if I can."
Angelica leaned to one side, looking down his side, before she blushed and coughed shyly.
"I'm...well, you know... I..."
His expression stayed confused, as he mentally thought of a thousand possible explanations for his mistresses growing discomfort.
"Have I done or said something, that caused you displeasure in me?"
"Oh, no, nothing of the sort!" Angelica moaned, then shook her head. "No, you're perfect, in every way... It's...oh gods, why is this so difficult? I'm a mare and..."
"Yes?"
"I... I mean, I want... I'm curious...you know..."
"I do not understand, mistress, what it is you want of me."
Angelica groaned, throwing her head back and tugging at her mane, as she stamped a hoof.
"Urgh, I..I want... I know its...well, its just that we just met, haven't even shared a single day together and..."
He continued waiting, his confusion growing exponentially.
"Iwanttoseeyoupresentforme!" Angelica squealed, then hung her head and buried her head in her paws, ears flat and she turned away in guilt and shame.
He blinked, then obediently, relaxed his penile muscles. With a thump that made Angelica gasp, he let himself drop. Slowly, Angelica glanced over her shoulder, before her eyes went wide as he obediently stepped sideways, turning to present himself completely for his mistresses viewing.
Her eyes grew to the five times normal, before her muzzle fell open and her ears flattened as she took in the thick, girthy length, whose tip brushed the carpeted floor beneath him.
It was not meant to be possible for him to feel pride or amusement...
Yet the smile that spread across his muzzle did a fine impression...
TO BE CONTINUED...