Platinum Angel: Hypnotica’s Pets (Chapter 20) (Patreon)

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Platinum Angel: Hypnotica’s Pets

Chapter 20

Four months later…

“Moo,” Felicity said. On all fours, she nuzzled Hypnotica’s leg. “Mooooo.”

“Hush, cow,” her mistress said, pushing her away.

The lactose vampire stood in the mansion’s gourmet kitchen, at the fifteen by ten foot island. All of her hucows crawled around on all fours. Waiting. Eager. Hungry.

Hypnotica had the eleven bowls arranged before her. She was almost finished making their dinner salads. After sprinkling some roasted chicken breasts in each, she added shredded cheese. Then she gave each bowl a brief toss to mix the ingredients up. And finally, she started placing the bowls on the floor.

Their bowls were lined up along one wall, while the hucows remained ten feet back. She could feel their impatience. Their need for food. She scanned their eager faces, so beautiful. All hers. All wore white bikinis, with thigh high stockings, opera gloves, and strappy stilettos on their feet. They were further accessories with cow headbands and collars with small cowbells attached.

Her eyes fell upon her favorite, though she was loath to admit it. Felicity was the biggest and strongest, so pushed the other cows out of the way most of the time. She was also pregnant so eating for two.

Hypnotica grinned at the sight of that distended belly. The hapless heroine was forever stripped of super powers. She would remain Hypnotica’s loyal minion, a favored cow in the herd. And despite being depowered, her milk still provided Hypnotica with Telekinetic Powers.

“Felicity, come forward. Just Felicity!”

The other girls groaned miserably. They shifted around, crawling all about as they cast frequent looks at their bowls. Each stainless steel dog bowl had a name on it.

Felicity crawled up to Hypnotica. She dropped her face and kissed the toe of her mistress’s black patent thigh boot.

“Moo.”

“You may beg.”

“Thank you, Mistress. I beg to please you, Mistress,” she said. Felicity licked her lips, then bit her lip. “I’ll do anything for you, Mistress. I beg you to command me.”

“Lick boot.”

“Mmmmgh,” she moaned, instantly pressing her hot, wet tongue to the side of Hypnotica’s foot. She licked from the toe to the heel, and then licked back to the toe on the other side.

“Who is your Momma?”

“You’re my momma, Mistress,” she purred. “You’re my Big Momma.”

“Who do you love?”

“I love you, Mistress. You are my heart,” she said, tears welling up. Her voice choked. “I love you so much! I love you ten times more than the others!”

“Does not!” Cheyenne cried. “I love you more!”

“Hush,” Hypnotica said, grinning. She tingled inside and out. Life was good. “No more words. You are all cows again.”

“Moooo,” they said in unison.

“Perfect. You may eat now.”

Felicity led the way crawling to her bowl. The hucows buried their faces in the bowls, eating like animals. No one was allowed to use her hands. And then her eyes settled on Felicity’s sweetly rounded butt, thrust up high as she fed face down in the bowl.

In another few months of training, I’ll be ready to take on the city’s other super heroines, she thought. I can’t wait until Justice Girl and Zephyr crawl and beg at my feet, my slave hucows.