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Kelsie blinked, then lifted her adoring gaze to stare into his eyes, before she began tenderly licking the tears from his cheeks.\n\n “Why do you cry master?” Kelsie whined softly, her ears flattening and eyes widening. “Do I not please you – obey your every wish and desire?”\n\n He began sobbing harder, stroking her head and trying to control himself, but it was a losing battle. He knew the reasons for his bitter tears – yet how could he tell her? How could he tell her the truth? He loved Kelsie with everything he had – she pleased him in ways he could never conceive of, never refused the slightest thing he asked of her...yet she did not know the truth. No, he would not tell her – he couldn't tell her – no matter how much, in his secret heart, he desired to confess the truth to her and tell the adoring Husky everything. He gazed down at her upturned face, his tears sliding down his cheeks, and he cradled her head to his stomach and stroked her one last time – before he disengaged from her gentle grasp and stepped backwards.\n\n “No Kelsie,” He wept, his hands clenching in suffering. “You can not follow me, my loving, adoring pet. I...I let this go on, for far too long.”\n\n “Master?” Kelsie whimpered, clutching her paws before her in a begging gesture. “Please, you're frightening me – what did I do? Please master, please tell me!”\n\n “It...its not you Kelsie, it was never you, my sweet, gentle, loving, companion – no, it was never you. I brought this upon myself, and now, it must end – I...I love you Kelsie, I always will...please – forgive me my beloved...it...it is for the best...”\n\n “Master!” Kelsie screamed, throwing herself at him.\n\n He involuntarily stepped backwards – then Kelsie sparkled and vanished – revealing her master sitting naked as the day he had been born, a strange, electronic set of glasses over his eyes. Tears slid down his cheeks, as he reached up and took them off, placing them on the table beside him. As he rose, he turned about, then placed his hand on a small, no more than two-feet square, mahogany box, on which was a beautiful picture of a non-anthropomorphic husky female – her tongue lolling and seeming to smile at the unseen camera-operator, who had taken her picture. Just below the picture, was a gold, engraved plaque.\n\n “In loving memory of Kelsie, Born 23rd August, 2039, Died, 19th July, 2046, cremated by Pets In Peace Pet Crematorium.”\n\n He stroked his hand over the box, feeling the tears begin again, as he wept for his dearly beloved Husky – who he had loved with all his heart – and he had used his computer programing knowledge to create a virtual reality, so lifelike, he had become a very wealthy man from the software's sale. Kelsie had been real – the love they had shared – had been real. He paused, feeling the grief still fresh in his mind, as he stroked the mahogany box. \n\n\n Yet, her conversion to an anthropomorphic creature - the incredible, so-life-like sex and other wonderful things they had shared, in that program – had been nothing more than an escape from the harsh reality – his beloved pet had died – and he missed her with all his heart. He turned to the nearby computer, and typed in a password – then his finger hovered over the enter key. He knew what he had to do – yet once done – there was no going back...no more nights spent snuggling with the adorable Kelsie, no more feeling her warm breath against his body – no more...\n\n He touched his shaking finger to the enter key, and the computer made a simple, electronic beep – before it began to utter strange sounds – and smoke billowed from its frying circuits.\n\n “Goodbye...my love - “ He sniffled, then taking Kelsie's cremated remains, he turned and left the room – not wanting to see years of his hard work being destroyed – and the program he had made – forever disappear into the ether.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "

In My Masters House
Chapter Four – Memories of the Past
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
9th October, 2009
All Rights Reserved


 Kelsie's master stroked her furred head tenderly, as tears welled in his eyes. Kelsie blinked, then lifted her adoring gaze to stare into his eyes, before she began tenderly licking the tears from his cheeks.

 “Why do you cry master?” Kelsie whined softly, her ears flattening and eyes widening. “Do I not please you – obey your every wish and desire?”

 He began sobbing harder, stroking her head and trying to control himself, but it was a losing battle. He knew the reasons for his bitter tears – yet how could he tell her? How could he tell her the truth? He loved Kelsie with everything he had – she pleased him in ways he could never conceive of, never refused the slightest thing he asked of her...yet she did not know the truth. No, he would not tell her – he couldn't tell her – no matter how much, in his secret heart, he desired to confess the truth to her and tell the adoring Husky everything. He gazed down at her upturned face, his tears sliding down his cheeks, and he cradled her head to his stomach and stroked her one last time – before he disengaged from her gentle grasp and stepped backwards.

 “No Kelsie,” He wept, his hands clenching in suffering. “You can not follow me, my loving, adoring pet. I...I let this go on, for far too long.”

 “Master?” Kelsie whimpered, clutching her paws before her in a begging gesture. “Please, you're frightening me – what did I do? Please master, please tell me!”

 “It...its not you Kelsie, it was never you, my sweet, gentle, loving, companion – no, it was never you. I brought this upon myself, and now, it must end – I...I love you Kelsie, I always will...please – forgive me my beloved...it...it is for the best...”

 “Master!” Kelsie screamed, throwing herself at him.

 He involuntarily stepped backwards – then Kelsie sparkled and vanished – revealing her master sitting naked as the day he had been born, a strange, electronic set of glasses over his eyes. Tears slid down his cheeks, as he reached up and took them off, placing them on the table beside him. As he rose, he turned about, then placed his hand on a small, no more than two-feet square, mahogany box, on which was a beautiful picture of a non-anthropomorphic husky female – her tongue lolling and seeming to smile at the unseen camera-operator, who had taken her picture. Just below the picture, was a gold, engraved plaque.

 “In loving memory of Kelsie, Born 23rd August, 2039, Died, 19th July, 2046, cremated by Pets  In Peace Pet Crematorium.”

 He stroked his hand over the box, feeling the tears begin again, as he wept for his dearly beloved Husky – who he had loved with all his heart – and he had used his computer programing knowledge to create a virtual reality, so lifelike, he had become a very wealthy man from the software's sale. Kelsie had been real – the love they had shared – had been real. He paused, feeling the grief still fresh in his mind, as he stroked the mahogany box.  


 Yet, her conversion to an anthropomorphic creature - the incredible, so-life-like sex and other wonderful things they had shared, in that program – had been nothing more than an escape from the harsh reality – his beloved pet had died – and he missed her with all his heart. He turned to the nearby computer, and typed in a password – then his finger hovered over the enter key. He knew what he had to do – yet once done – there was no going back...no more nights spent snuggling with the adorable Kelsie, no more feeling her warm breath against his body – no more...

 He touched his shaking finger to the enter key, and the computer made a simple, electronic beep – before it began to utter strange sounds – and smoke billowed from its frying circuits.

 “Goodbye...my love - “ He sniffled, then taking Kelsie's cremated remains, he turned and left the room – not wanting to see years of his hard work being destroyed – and the program he had made – forever disappear into the ether.
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