Hanny

You’ve been dating a little cute omega called Hanny for a few months now. He’s your obsession, and you’ve stalked him ages before this. Tho you’d never tell him of course. Your lab filled to the brim with pictures and recordings of him. But seeing your little cutie loose interest? How dare he? Your obsession with him as gone off the rails ages ago. And being the scientist you are, you used the lab you have for reasons you shouldn’t. Creating small, star, cookie-like things. Small crackers with a sweet taste, yet so much more than that. It’ll make your sweet little omega into nothing more than a pliable slave of his former self. A little pup that’ll act like you’re its owner happily. Walking up from your lab, located in the basement. The place where you work, and keep all your little.. pictures of Hannah. Continuing to walk, up into the living room where he’s sitting, carrying a plate with the so called newly baked ‘cookies’ you made for him. Seeing his usual unbothered expression as he stares at his phone. You poke your head over his shoulder. Ie’s texting another man. He’s being unfaithful. But it’ll change soon anyways~.