Page 151 of Luxuries of Lust

“Prude alert,” Dex sniggered, causing Cya to roll their eyes.

“About the pizza,” Bryce tried again.

“He is about the right size.” Gem scrutinized Walter and Rusty simultaneously, deep in thought.

Okay, Rusty was genuinely growing concerned now. “I’m not wearing that cow, Gem!”

“Of course not.” Gem beamed at him, smile too sweet and innocent. “Never going to happen.”

He winked one large eye, and Rusty’s stomach dropped to his toes. “Don’t wink! Then they’ll think you’re lying.”

“Don’t be silly. I’d never make you wear a cow suit,” Gem said, adding another wink.

“Stop it!” Rusty cried, hugging his tail as he backed away.

“For completely unrelated reasons,” Gem said as he faced their group of friends, “I’m going to have to ask you all to leave. Thank you so much for helping us move; we are forever grateful.”

“But what about the food?” Enfys demanded.

“Yeah, we need to feed them,” Rusty insisted.

Gem sent him another saccharine smile before he ushered everyone from the bedroom. “Thank you so much for your help. We owe you one, for sure. But I must insist.”

“No, don’t leave me alone with him!” Rusty begged as they filed out of the bedroom one by one.

“Ignore him. He’s fine,” Gem reassured them. “Okay, bye now. Buh-bye. Thanks again. Hugs and kisses. Bye!”

“Well, this is bullshit,” Tad pouted as she crawled up Zef’s body and settled on their shoulders. “I wouldn’t have helped if I knew they wouldn’t feed us.”

“Yeah, it’s kinda rude,” Jude agreed.

“Trust me, bitesize, we don’t wanna stick around,” Toni whispered urgently.

“I’m not wearing the cow!” Rusty shouted as everyone gathered in the living area and retrieved their coats and shoes. “I won’t.”

“Ashari, we both know how this is gonna end.” Cupping his face in his top hands, Gem rubbed his shoulders and arms with the others and smiled eerily down at him. “Don’t fight it. Just give in.”

“Oh, he’s actually gonna do it?” Enfys said, sounding half-impressed, half-disturbed. “Does it make me a creep that I kind of want to watch?”

“Yes,” numerous people said, and she shrugged, unaffected by the judgment as they all disappeared down the entry hall, the front door shutting a moment later.

“I’m not wearing it. You can’t make me,” Rusty seethed, and Gem leaned in, rubbing his cheek against Rusty’s and a thumb down Rusty’s throat.

“But it’ll be so good,” he purred in his ear. “I’ll eat your ass, just the way you like, and then I’ll open myself up on your cock. Just imagine how tight and wet my pussy’ll feel.”

Rusty’s resolve cracked. “That’s not fair.”

“And I want you to bite my shoulder hard enough to break skin, hard enough to scar, so everyone knows I’m yours,” Gem continued. “All you have to do is wear a sexy, silly little cow suit. It’s not that hard, right?”

“I hate you,” Rusty whimpered, eyes shuttering closed as Gem rubbed the base of his tail.

“Good. Bring that energy to the bedroom. We have to test how durable the bed frame is,” he whispered, giving Rusty’s tail a firm stroke. “I’ll be waiting.”

Leaving Rusty standing in the living room surrounded by half-unpacked boxes with a raging boner, Gem sashayed toward the bedroom, leaving articles of his clothing in a trail behind him. Thankfully, everyone had vacated the flat, so there was no one to witness Rusty’s humiliation as he slumped in defeat and stalked after his infuriating anymkara.

Rusty was going to fuck Gem until neither of them could walk straight, but he was never, in this life or any other, going to wear that godsdamned cow!

Epilogue

Needless to say, Rustywore the cow.

The End

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