Title: Human Rights
Author: S.L. Armstrong
Genre: M/M, M/F, alternate universe, anthropomorphic, fantasy, furry, inter species, slavery, sweet
Length: Novella (80 pages)
Publisher: Storm Moon Press (August 29, 2014)
Heat Level: Moderate
Heart Rating: ♥♥♥2.5Hearts
Blurb: After landing in the pound after being abandoned by yet another family, Ewan is convinced he’s too old to be adopted out again. For a pet like him, the only fate left is to be put down. But when Sir Jiat—of the City Guard, no less—visits the pound, he goes straight to Ewan. Jiat prefers the more mature pets and treats Ewan better than he’s ever been treated by any previous owner. Ewan sleeps at the foot of his master’s bed, not on the floor or outside; he is given toys and other pets to play with and plenty of room to run; and he’s fed on a schedule and eats very well. But Ewan’s love for his master begins to change, to become something else, something more.
Plenty of pets have been killed over the years for acting on the feelings that Sir Jiat inspires, so he dares not express the desire building inside him. And yet, Ewan can’t help but notice that Sir Jiat has begun to act differently as well, more doting, treating Ewan almost as an equal. So even though the thing he wants more than anything is also their society’s greatest taboo, Ewan resolves that if he must die, he will die having felt, just once, the warmth of Sir Jiat’s soft fur pressed against his bare naked skin.
Product Link: http://www.stormmoonpress.com/books/Human-Rights.aspx
Review: Ewan a human pet, is adopted from the pound by Jiat, a jaguar city guard and secret member of an organization who wants equal rights for all. Ewan ends up falling in love with Jiat which is a death sentence if found out.
This story is about humans who are pets to anthropomorphics. It was interesting in the fact that everything is reversed as it is today. Except for the fact, that pets talk in the story. Glad everything worked out in the end, though it was heartbreaking when I thought they put Ewan to sleep.