Additional Tags – Catgirl, Tailjob, Creampie, Shower Sex, Handjob, Anal Fingering.
I have the best life ever.
Do you want to know why?
Because I have every type of woman I could want, and they all love me.
No cheating, no jealousy of one another, no issues with equally spending time, none of that.
Don’t believe me? I wouldn’t blame you. If you were born last century that is.
See, last century, a portal opened to another world and it was dubbed “Fantasia.” We went through it and found a whole slew of never-before-seen races of people that are colloquially called “monster people,” or “Fantasians” if you want to be polite. They reached out to us and peace was negotiated between our worlds almost immediately. Some wackos wanted to make a life for themselves in that other world, and explore a new environment full of adventure, hardship, and actual monsters.
Yeah, fuck that.
After negotiating peace, technology was traded between our worlds, so they have bathrooms and other modern conveniences now, but a slew of “animals” more dangerous than whatever the fuck inhabits Australia? Isolated tribes of people that hate our guts and their guts? New and undiscovered diseases and viruses being caught by the second?
No thanks. I’m not a pioneer, a pilgrim, or a pathfinder. Nope, not me.
So what am I then, you ask?
Well, let me finish my explanation of the Fantasians. You see, after some time being together, our governments issued a special collaboration titled: Fantasian Assimilation for Prosperity and Progeny, or FAPP for short. Funny, I know. I swear some creepy old men made that acronym on purpose.
The FAPP Act basically states that Fantasians are granted all rights just as humans are, and they are to be given unused accommodations around the world to live with and procreate with humans as they desire.
What most people don’t know, however, is that royalty and other prestigious families are given Fantasian servants specifically for the purpose of procreation to further the family line with unique blood, thereby solidifying our relationship as two peaceful worlds. They are more specifically given to the current heir to the estate or position held by the family. In other words, the eldest son, usually.
That’s where I come in.
Oh yeah, I’m rich. Filthy rich in fact. But I have the privilege of having had to work for my position. My father was a sharp man, not that he isn’t now, but he had incredible foresight back then to make his firstborn appreciate what he was born with. My mother helped develop my sense of creativity and empathy, though, for which I’ll never thank her enough. I shudder every time I think of those stuck-up bitches and scumbags that walk around like they’re gods, and think about how that could’ve been me without my mother’s influence. They’re both off on a lengthy vacation, one they’ve been planning for years but didn’t want to take until they finished teaching me everything they knew.
Once they were ready to leave, they signed some papers and I was given a slew of maids to pick from to continue the family line with. I was told I could pick however many I wanted, be as picky as possible, or even take some more… exotic partners if I so desired.
I chose the obvious answer, of course. I chose them all.
You see now? Why I have the best life ever? I was born into a rich family, taught properly so as to know from whence I came, and I’m rewarded by being born in a time where monster girls are literally sent to my door to fuck me.
But I’m sure you’re tired of reading my life story and the history of the world. I know what you want. You want to hear exactly how good I have it. Exactly who each maid is that’s serving me. And exactly what we get up to behind closed doors.
Well, I’ll tell you that and more.
Let me start with my favorite maid.
***
Jack Drebber awakens to the feeling of two plush mounds engulfing his face, only a small and thin cloth bra separating him from the direct touch of two erect nipples. The warm weight lying on his bare chest comes to his attention next, only to be discarded as the soft fur of a cat’s tail dances around his erect dick. The owner of the tail teases him with gentle brushes of fur against the skin of his shaft, twirling the tip of her tail around the tip of his cock.
“Master… it’s time to wake up.♥”
The master responds by sinking his fingers into his devoted maid’s plush ass, eliciting a cute gasp from the kitten. He parts her cheeks as he kneads them, exposing her pussy and asshole for an imaginary onlooker.
“So naughty first thing in the morning…”
Hands that seem to sneak up on him from behind pull his head tighter to her bountiful chest, suffocating him with her soft skin and maple scent. She wastes no time in putting her tail to more serious use, wrapping it around the base of her master’s shaft and stroking it up and down with the utmost sensuality. As if he were thrusting into cashmere itself, Jack’s dick is surrounded by an impossible softness. Her tail is tight enough to hold his member in place, yet the strokes are lighter than air, seeming to brush against his skin with only the faintest touch.
Getting riled up by his maid’s gentle play, Jack retaliates by teasing the warm breasts pressing against his face. Soft kisses and cheeky licks make his servant coo as her body begins to vibrate, purring at the careful touch of her master. Her tail shifts up to his glans before she rotates it horizontally, rubbing every inch of his head with the coiled tail of ultimate softness.
Jack shivers at the intense pleasure of the tight, yet airy tailjob assaulting his exposed member. Their bodies vibrate together for different reasons, both warming each other up with their desire.
The cheeky maid giggles to herself before sliding down Jack’s body, pushing her crotch against his cock while she pulls it towards her with her tail. The juices of her wet pussy start to coat the base of Jack’s dick while his head glides over the entrance of her ass.
The maid’s sudden movement frees Jack from the tomb of breasts, allowing him to look his dutiful servant in the eyes. Bright red irises smile at him, framed by her brunette twintails at either side of her face that fall down to his own. A pair of cat ears matching her hair peek up above the signature maid headdress adorning her hair.
“Vanya—”
Jack opens his mouth to talk but a slim finger covers his lips.
“No talking, just relax, my master.”
Vanya starts swaying her hips up and down, stroking Jack’s cock with her leaking slit, her lower lips just wet enough to glide across the upper part of his shaft without making a mess. With another giggle, she leans down and takes one of Jack’s nipples into her mouth. Her rough tongue circles around and around, stimulating him while she sucks it hard and loud.
Jack plays with her plump cheeks, groping them while pushing and pulling to massage her ass. One of his hands slides closer to the base of her tail, grabbing it between two fingers and adding more as he slides his hand upward. He strokes her tail up and down, feeling the soft fur brushed along with his motions.
Vanya’s half-lidded eyes carry a mischievous glint as she rolls her tongue over Jack’s nipple with extra force. The rough lick scratches an itch in his mind, making him throb against her teasing pussy.
Jack’s hand slinks down from her tail and his middle finger slips into her ass in retaliation. Vanya tenses up and shivers as his finger penetrates her at a constant pace. Her face recovers from the surprise, now donning a hungry gaze.
She commands her tail to pull his cock close as she carefully inserts it, letting her juices spill down his shaft while she savors the feeling of her walls being parted. Her tail uncoils from around his dick, instead brushing against his balls and feeling him throb inside her at the ticklish touch. Soon, her soft folds encompass his entire shaft. Vanya lies still, feeling his constant throbbing from her teasing, and enjoying the gentle finger exploring her ass.
Chaste headpats bring Vanya out of her element as she lets go of the nipple in her mouth. Jack brushes his fingers through her hair, lightly grabbing her twintails and trailing his hand along them.
“This hairstyle really suits you, you know? It’s like it was made to compliment your ears for maximum cuteness.”
Jack massages one of her cute ears between two fingers, feeling the fluff and fur twitch in response to his touch.
“T–That’s no fair… Flattery is my weakness…”
“That and ear rubs it seems.”
Vanya tries to hide her blush by burying her face into his chest and hugging him tight. Her body betrays her as she purrs from the onslaught of affection. The gentle ear rubs and caresses of her hair, his constantly penetrating finger in her ass, and his throbbing cock just resting in her pussy. She struggles to admit to herself how complete she feels being taken care of by her new master.
“I can’t let you have all the fun, Master…”
With a sudden jerk of her hips, she raises up and slams down, stroking his shaft with her lubricated honeypot. Unperturbed, Jack fingers her faster as her body clamps down on both rods penetrating her. Vanya can’t help but keep purring as she listens to the wet sounds coming from her lewd hole, the vibrations surrounding Jack’s dick like a blanket.
Jack continues to stroke her hair as she works hard bouncing on his cock. Vanya’s eyes are closed as she focuses on the pleasure of her G-spot being rubbed back and forth. Her body moves in a rhythm on its own as she throws her hips up and down in an instinctual routine.
The shaft inside Vanya twitches as she runs her tail along his sack, tickling each ball with delicate strokes of fur as they shift with virile seed. Jack inserts a second finger into her ass, forcing out a mewl that she had been holding in. The sounds don’t stop spilling out of her mouth as the pleasure runs through her body, her silky vaginal walls clamping down tighter to the hot rod lodged firmly inside her pussy.
Vanya picks up the pace as she feels her body shiver, the two fingers in her ass pushing her further and faster. No matter how many times she envelops his cock, Jack doesn’t seem affected. She goes as fast as she can, but only ends up sabotaging herself as her pussy spasms and girlcum spills out of her hole in orgasm.
A cacophony of moans resound from her as she keeps going through the pleasure, elongating her climax with each bounce. Jack pulls his fingers out of her to give her a quick slap to her ass that makes her yelp and tighten her pussy around his shaft. His balls contract as he pours a load into her warm and wet embrace, rubbing her head as rope after rope brushes against the ceiling of her hole before spilling out and filling her up.
“Who’s a good kitty?”
“M–Me…”
Vanya purrs as her master unloads in her, moving her tail around to caress his balls and brush against his hand that kneads her ass.
“Thank you for the meal, Master.♥”
“You earned it with a performance like that. Now, let’s get cleaned up quickly, I have some important calls to make this morning.”
“Yes, sir.”
Vanya leans forward, letting his cock fall and his semen spill out of her hole as she gives Jack a kiss. She slides off of him and out of bed, using her tail to hold his seed inside her as she saunters off to the bathroom.
“It’ll be extra efficient if we clean up together. I’ll wash your back for you, Master.”
“What self-respecting man would pass up an offer like that? You go ahead, I’ll be right in.”
“I’ll prepare the shower, then.”
Vanya skips into the bathroom, leaving Jack alone in his room.
Now I know what you’re thinking, despite her good looks and cheeky attitude, one thing still eludes you, “What makes her your favorite maid?”
The answer is a bit disappointing, it’s because she’s the only maid who’s been proactive and had sex with me since I was given them!
I guess scooping up dozens of maids at once makes you look like a sex-hungry asshat. Well, unfortunately for them, that’s exactly what I am.
Okay, so maybe that’s a little abnormal and kind of scary to people who are supposed to serve me. But what am I supposed to do? Not have sex with beautiful women who are meant to have my children?
I feel like I’m digging my own grave in your head talking like this… It ain’t like I’m forcing myself on them if you were thinking that’s where this was going.
I may be a sex-hungry asshat but I’m not a sex-hungry asshat without a conscience.
Yeah, that sounded better in my head, but point is, I’m not gonna take advantage of these girls if they don’t want to do the deed. It’s just… how am I supposed to convince them I’m not some sexual predator when they’re all so distant from me?
Not looking like the best life ever anymore, huh? Well, I’ll just have to change that somehow.
No use sitting here and moping, I can at least enjoy the one girl making some effort to connect with me.
Jack makes his way to his personal bathroom, a room almost as large as his bedroom. A lone, solid bronze tub stands to the side, with an expansive shower to the other where Vanya stands, naked. She bends over as she checks the water’s temperature, giving Jack a full view of her plush ass, her tail tucked in-between her cheeks as it keeps his recent load inside her.
“The water’s ready, Master. Come join me so we can get you ready for the day.~”
Vanya unties her hair, letting the cute twintails merge as she flourishes her flowing locks.
Jack makes his way to the shower, stepping in after Vanya and relaxing as the hot water hits his body.
“Why don’t you tell me about your work while I wash you, Master?”
“What would you need to know that for, Vanya?”
Jack begins washing his front while Vanya works her hands along his back.
“A master only appears as refined as his servants. If I know more about what you do and what your needs are, I can better serve you and inform guests about whatever circumstances may arise.”
“Oh, and please, call me Va-nya, Master. Hehe…”
“If you make that joke again, you’re fired.”
“Y–Yes, sir!”
“That’s a joke of my own, but seriously, no need for the cutesy act. You’re cute enough on your own.”
“…Thank you for saying so, Master.”
“You’ve had training before coming here, haven’t you?”
Vanya’s hands slow down, massaging his back more than washing it.
“…Yes. My family bought many classes for me on cleaning and etiquette before I came to this world.”
“…Has your family been going through rough times?”
“It’s nothing for you to be concerned about, Master. Please, focus on your work.”
Jack sighs.
“I’d rather be direct about things like this, but I guess you don’t feel comfortable talking about it with someone who could change your entire future at the drop of a hat.”
“That’s not…”
“No, it’s all right, don’t mind me. Now to answer your question, I don’t usually have to do[i/] a whole lot in terms of what my father’s business actually produces, but I have to manage the staff and make deals at the top level to determine the direction the company goes.
“Basically what that means is I have to deal with our business associates, attend meetings with them and other guests, and distribute resources to our different branches to make sure they run smoothly on their own.”
Vanya moves further down, lathering Jack’s legs in soap.
“And what does the business produce, Master?”
“Oh, my dad invented a new, extremely stable type of birth control. Once the kinks were worked out of it, pun intended, it led to a lot less teen pregnancies in the world. That worldwide appeal is how it became so successful.”
Vanya moves to his other leg.
“Oh, that does sound very helpful. My people have similar things but nothing that sounds so absolute like that.”
“Even I’m pretty impressed with my pops for making something like that. Gotta wonder how he discovered a whole new method in that field by himself.”
A soft warmth presses against Jack’s back as Vanya wraps her arms around his stomach. Her hands slide down to his cock, gently gliding across the underside of his length as he hardens from the light touch.
“Didn’t I say I had calls to make soon?”
“I’m sorry, Master, I can’t help myself. It’s just too tempting not to touch. It’ll be a quick one, I promise.”
“I don’t know…”
“Pretty please? I promise not to get in the way of your work.~”
“…How can I say no to eagerness like that?”
“Yay! You won’t regret it, Master.”
Vanya’s hands get to work fast, sudsing Jack’s cock as she strokes it forward and back. Her erect nipples press into his back as her tits squish against him, supporting her as she rests her chin on his shoulder.
“You’re very well endowed, Master. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone this big back home.”
“I’m starting to question what kind of training you really had.”
“Oh, that wasn’t part of my training, I just like to have fun.”
“Seems like you’re a frisky kitty then.”
“Sure am.”
Jack reaches behind him and grabs her ass by both cheeks, squeezing and pulling them.
“Mmm… I love how commanding your grip is, Master.”
Vanya’s strokes wrap around Jack’s dick, creating a corkscrew motion that wrings the pressure back up into his groin. Her other hand massages his balls as they become lathered with soap and slip through her slender fingers. Wrapping around his leg, Vanya’s tail shows him affection as it coils around his shin.
Her hand slows near the tip of his cock as she brushes her thumb over his glans, hidden behind the multiplying suds. Each stroke becomes more loose as her other fingers lightly brush against the underside of his head, tickling the frenulum.
“Your technique is pretty varied.”
“It wasn’t all play, I learned a few things back then that are coming in real [i]handy now.”
Vanya changes her grip to an overhand style, applying pushing strokes to his shaft. Her other hand still plays with his balls, gently pushing them together and running her fingers between them. She grips tighter, gauging just how hard his shaft is as she jerks it faster. Droplets of precum start to form at his tip that drip down into the shower.
Raising herself up and pushing her breasts further into his back, Vanya whispers into Jack’s ear.
“Whenever you have dirty thoughts, just come see me, Master. I’ll wring out every drop of lust and drink it all down happily for you.♥”
Jack relaxes into her as she rubs her index finger and thumb along the lip of his glans, making him throb. The short, gentle movements augmented by the slippery soap send high-pitched pleasure through his cock, causing him to make an involuntary thrust between her fingers.
“Getting a little excited are we, Master?”
“I see you’re a master of your craft, Vanya…”
“Oh, no, you’re the only master here, and I’m going to make you feel like it every time we’re alone.”
Vanya’s strokes become rapid as the pressure builds in Jack. She switches back to underhand strokes, encompassing his entire length with each movement. Her other hand’s fingers tease his perineum, rubbing the area while massaging his sack at the same time. Jack reaches the edge as her strokes focus on his glans, making him spurt in climax while she plays with his tip.
Rope after rope flies out of him as Vanya milks it all for the shower drain to consume. She presses on his perineum to feel each rope traveling through to his cock, timing her strokes with each one as they arrive.
“That’s it, just keep cumming for me. Let all of your stress spurt out through your cock.”
Waves of pleasure resound through Jack’s body as Vanya wrings out every drop, his grip on her ass tightening with each one. He lets out a sigh as his entire body relaxes in Vanya’s embrace. As his dick slowly softens, the last of his seed is milked by Vanya’s dexterous hands.
“That was some damn impressive technique, Vanya.”
“Hehe… Thank you for the praise, Master. I meant what I said too. I’ll be ready for you, anytime, anywhere.”
“I’ll hold you to that then. Now kick it into overdrive, I wasn’t kidding about those calls.”
“One overdrive washing session coming right up!”
Vanya makes short work of the remaining cleaning, moving quickly and efficiently. They both step out of the shower and redress as Jack gets ready for work.
“Oh, Vanya. I had a weird question for you.”
“Yes?”
“What do you think I can do to get closer to some of the other maids? Feels like they’re all avoiding me, but I don’t want to seem imposing or anything for trying to talk to them.”
“…You worry about things like that too, Master?”
“Well, I can’t very well just ignore them considering the terms of their contract. Plus, I feel kinda bad walking into a room and having them all disperse.”
“Hmm… I don’t think there’s any one thing you can do for all of them, buuuuut…”
“Maybe try just calling on one of them that seems shy and asking them to do something for you. Then you strike up a conversation and try to learn about them. People love talking about themselves, you know?”
“I guess I’ll start with that and see where it gets me then. Thanks.”
“Anytime, Master. I’ll be on the first floor polishing the busts if you need me. Toodle-oo!”
Vanya closes the door behind her, leaving Jack to finish preparations and figure out who to call first.
Now, you may be thinking to yourself, “What the Hell, Jack? Where was that confident bravado and arrogant grandstanding you were doing earlier?”
Hey, you’re getting front row seats to my thought process. That doesn’t mean I act like a cocky dickhead in public, it just means I know what I got is more than some people will ever have.
Despite my inner thoughts which could probably use some sprucing up, I do have an image to keep, even if I let fall a bit here and there.
I genuinely need Vanya’s advice too, I don’t know how to deal with a ton of women just avoiding me as a first reaction. Hell, I’m used to girls flocking to me, not away from me, damn it!
Anyway, I don’t have much time to gripe, those calls aren’t gonna make themselves. Gotta get through them before I can think about my maid problem again.
Jack sighs to himself and adjusts his suit before turning the knob to his door and stepping out to finally get that work done.