Chapter 9

“Sorry, I only have kibble this time,” Steve said, “I need to do groceries.”

It was one of the few times Steve had apologized to Zoey. Most of the time, it was the other way around.

Zoey was on her hands and knees, looking at the dry kibble and the bowl of water. Steve could see the doubt in her eyes.

“How about I pee on the kibble?” He proposed, “It makes it softer, and you would get double the money.”

“Would I still have to lick up the water?” she asked.

Steve replied that he would toss out the water, and she would just have to finish the kibble soup and lick clean the bowl. She agreed to the proposal.

Zoey was ready to get up to let him pee on the kibble, but he told her to stay put. Steve squatted down and placed a hand on her shoulder for stability. It also stopped her from moving.

His cock was only a few inches from her face when he started to pee and splashed onto the bowl of kibble. She lifted her face as the backsplash of his pee was hitting her face and her boobs. Her face was now staring straight at Steve’s cock. In this position, it looked like she was about to suck his dick, so she opted to lower her face again and just have some drops of pee splash her face.

Once Steve was done, the bowl was full of his pee, and the kibble was floating in it. It looked very unappetizing to Steve, but he wasn’t the one who had to eat it. Her hands had gotten wet as well as the amount of pee had caused the bowl to overflow.

With a sigh, she dug in and started to slurp and lick up the contents of the kibble soup. Zoey focussed on the kibble and combined a piece of kibble with some of Steve’s pee with each slurp. It was effective but left a lot of pee in the bowl. The kibble soaked more of the pee, and Zoey had to change strategy and had to use her tongue to get them out. It looked like she was digging for apples, and her face was covered in pee.

Zoey lifted her head after she swallowed the last piece of pee-soaked kibble.

“Do I have to drink all the liquid?” she asked, putting up her best pout face. “I drank quite a bit.”

“How about I pour it on your feet, and you lick the bowl clean?” Steve countered.

The proposal sounded good to Zoey, and she was happy that she didn’t have to lick up the remainder of the pee. Steve picked up the bowl and slowly poured it over her feet, making sure to cover every inch. Once it was almost empty, he handed the bowl to Zoey. With her tongue, she cleaned the bowl’s inside until all the kibble crumbs were gone.

“All done,” she said as she handed the bowl back to Steve. Steve handed her the forty dollars and her shirt.

“Thank you so much for being nice,” Zoey said and hugged him goodbye.

Steve walked off with Lex and wondered if she would have accepted to pour it over her head.