Chapter One

Danyssa stood waiting. She had specifically requested those reports yesterday, hadn’t she? Frustrating. Arthur was a good employee, and she was happy to let him run the department as he saw fit. She’d even sent over a person from the temp agency to help him with the extra workload. Granted, shifting the work of an entire department onto two people wasn’t exactly fair… but it was cost effective. She leaned against his desk. She would have to remind him who signed his checks around here, and if she asked for something he damn well better deliver it. She remembered when she hired him, with his scrawny frame stuffed into a suit at least a size too large. He was fresh out of college and so new and shiny. She couldn’t wait to mold him into another rung to step up the corporate ladder.

She was young for someone who had climbed that high. The people who crossed her called her the devil, and obvious visual similarities aside, she really was. Those that called her that to her face wound up in HR for discriminating language. She had one of the dark hued blues typical of a tiefling. Her black curved horns swept back and up through her platinum blonde hair. Half moon spectacles balanced on her nose and a thin silver chain hung between her cleavage, disappearing down beneath her low cut blouse.

Arthur still arrived early despite his fruitless detour. “Mr. Penn. I asked for those reports yesterday, didn’t I?” It wasn’t really a question, but… was he taller? She almost lost her train of thought. It was still definitely Arthur, but she almost didn’t recognize him. Absurd. He looked so chiseled, and like he had to be poured into his clothes. She tried to think back. Yes. He must have always looked this good. She thought back to his interview. He had always been so… perfect. That was probably why she’d hired him, she thought.

“Right, Ms. Shiavereth I’ll have them by the end of the day.” She didn’t move. Something was wrong, but she couldn’t tell what it was. “Hmm, very well. I sent Kira to another department. I really was only able to spare her for the day” No need to keep them together after all. “I hope that you got some work out of her.” Arthur shrugged and suppressed a chuckle, when she stepped forward suddenly, “and for the love of the gods don’t let people see you go home with a coworker. The gossip mill never stops turning.” This is a lesson he needs to learn, she thought as she drove a finger into his chest to underscore her point. He wasn’t fast enough to stop her. The second her finger touched his chest she froze, and Arthur recognized the look of someone deep in a trance.

Shit.

Okay, so you can’t just rewrite their personality wholesale, but you can just sorta logic them into whatever you want if you take them step by step, and reinforce as you go. If you stumble over something that they already believe in or that they want deep down they’ll take it, no questions asked. Arthur reviewed what he knew about the trances. He took a deep breath, he thought about just waking her back up and sending her on her way, he had two ladies at home, after all… but she sent Kira away. That made him angrier than anything. He had a mountain of work to do and she cared more about climbing the ladder than actually letting him work, and he was well aware of just how much she was saving the company by downsizing a whole team and shifting the entire workload onto him. He settled himself, time to get what I’m worth.

“You should reassign Kira back to my department.” He started. “Reassign her.” She intoned back finger still pushing against his chest. He lowered her arm.

“You think I am a good employee.” She nodded slowly. “You hired me, and you are very smart. If you hired me I must be a good employee.” Less resistance now. He had used this line of reasoning before, and shameless flattery went a lot further in a tranced state. “I am a good employee. Good employees deserve rewards.” She nodded slowly so he changed tact. “You’re a good boss. Good bosses want to motivate their employees. The best way to motivate an employee is with rewards. The rewards that I suggest all sound very reasonable.” He continued to reinforce this line of reasoning over several minutes. “You think I deserve a pay raise.” She nodded again. “Deserve a raise.”

He looked at her, a devilish grin appeared on his face and the ring gleamed. “I am the most attractive person you know.” No resistance there, he was considerably more attractive than he had been and none of the girls had ever given him any resistance for that. “You can only cum if you’re thinking about me.” He chuckled. “When I’m around you are 6 times as wet, 6 times as aroused and 6 times as sensitive.” He wondered if that would work for a moment before she began to pant heavily, and her pale blue skin began to flush. He continued. “I deserve a whole team, so I can run the department at full strength.” She nodded again. “I should get to hand pick my team.” More agreement. “When you wake back up you’re going to tell me how things are going to go around here from now on, and reward me for being such a good employee.” He snapped his fingers “Awake.”

Chapter Two

She shook her head, clearing away the sensation of sleep, and blinked. She looked up at Arthur and flushed. “Listen, you’ve been doing a great job around here. So effective immediately I’m going to put you up for a pay raise.” She paused waiting for him to show his gratitude, but he just stood there, arms crossed. She hurried to fill the silence. “And a team! Uh, I’ll reassign Kira back to this department. The department has been so short staffed lately, and you’ve done a wonderful job keeping up with the workload, you can pick out whoever you want.” She looked up at him and smiled. Her color hadn’t settled out at all, instead growing worse the longer she stood in his office.

Arthur looked thoughtful, before shaking his head. “It’s a good start… but, no, never mind it’s too much.” She looked panicked. “I’m sure any reward you can think of is entirely reasonable. You’re a model employee and good bosses reward good employees.” She sounded just the slightest bit monotone, her eyes dulled before returning to their full brilliance. “Well,” he started, “I honestly have a hard time focusing at work sometimes.” During the conversation he had hardened to his full new length and now he directed her attention to it with a gesture of his hand, and a look of sheepish embarrassment.

Her eyes widened in surprise and she bit her lip as her blush deepened. She might have been blue naturally but she was looking far more like her succubus cousins now. “I… could… provide…” she didn’t finish, dropping to her knees working his belt with a fiendish, desperate need. He undid his belt and his cock sprung up with a splurt. She attacked it, taking him entirely down her throat with one plunge. He braced himself against the door, while she began bobbing her head on his massive cock. She looked up at him as she bottomed herself out again holding him in her throat, maintaining eye contact.

Holding.

Finally she pulled off of him and took a choking gasp. Stroking his massive cock, she began to feel something dripping down her leg. She shuddered. Her thin tail had a mind of its own, and had begun to move her underwear aside to play with herself, but even moving the panties aside had been almost too much for her. She hadn’t ever been so sensitive or so wet before. Several minutes went by with her trying to balance her attention between Arthur and keeping her own tail from violating her. Arthur began to feel his orgasm building up, and grabbed both of her horns pulling her all the way down his cock. Her tail had slid itself over her clit rubbing it in little circles before lining itself up with her lips and pushing itself into her.

Her hands had found her nipples, and began tweaking them. He began sliding her up and down his entire length, throat fucking her faster and faster using her polished black horns as convenient handles. Her eyes began to tear up and her makeup ran down her cheeks. He pulled her all the way down, and held her there, before erupting into her mouth. His cum dripped down her chin as it leaked past his cock. She tried to swallow most of it but it was relentless, hopeless. She gagged. Some of it came out her nose. Her shirt was ruined, so was her underwear for that matter.

He finally let go of her horns.

Better than a motivational poster

The tiefling dropped to her knees, Arthur’s cum triggering her own orgasm. She tensed and shuddered, her breathing ragged, while her prehensile tail pulled itself from her soaking cunt with a wet plop. She recovered quickly, getting to her shaking knees, her blind lust temporarily sated.

Arthur looked at her, “why don’t you get yourself cleaned up? You can send over those team selections later, and when will I get Kira back?”

Dany nodded, still trying to get her thoughts together. “Yeah, um, I’ll get the transfer moving for, uh, Kira, and put together a list of possible internal candidates by the end of the day. Um, If we open a listing we can hire from the outside but that can take time.” She smiled weakly, “I’ll, uh, go clean myself up.” She was a mess. She looked like she had been shoved through a car wash and she was clearly still having trouble getting her thoughts together. As soon as she left the room she was able to focus a little better.

Granted he had just skullfucked her brains out.

She didn’t come back to Arthur’s office, clearly feeling that she had rewarded him adequately. Meanwhile Arthur found himself scrambling to get ahead of the workload that he had been distracted from yesterday. A couple hours later his computer dinged. He opened it. It was from his boss, she had followed through and attached was a list of possible candidates, along with a more personal message. “Let me know if any of these candidates catch your eye. Don’t forget, employee morale is important, so be sure to reward the people under you. I would be happy to demonstrate at any time you are available.” That slick managerial slut. Arthur thought. She wants it bad. Talk paradigm to me.

He started sorting through her recommendations. They were all competent, qualified and… universally women. Did she… no. It was stupid. There was no way she was building him a harem. Still…

Despite the fact that there weren’t exactly headshots attached, a couple of names caught his attention. There was a dark elf, a gorgon, a holstaur, a half tabaxi, a witchkin(whatever that was) and an ooze? That can’t be right?

Who to interview first?

Chapter Three

Becksdale Brighthorn woke up early. She needed to leave quietly, a skill which she had developed over long practice. A skirt, which she scooped up from the floor, her top flung haphazardly over a chair and her undergarments which she found at the foot of the bed had all been scattered, quite enthusiastically, last night.

The person responsible snored, oblivious to the expeditious retreat from the still dark bedroom. She dressed quickly in the living room, but at least she didn’t have to worry about shoes. She had a light coat of short white hair running from her hips to her ankles, where instead of feet there were cloven hooves. A small cowbell tattoo sat right above where the soft fur transitioned into smooth pale skin. Her skirt covered it as she snapped the buttons into place. She would need to go home and change into something more business appropriate before work.

She was above average height, and from the thighs up looked like a normal human woman, with two exceptions. Firstly she had a pair of small pointed horns that peaked through her chestnut brown hair, and secondly she had a pair of massive, absolutely gravity defying globes. She snugged them back into the bright colored top.

She exited the apartment quietly with a sense of disappointment. She’d been on a few dates recently, and for the most part they’d gone really well, or so she thought, but when it came time to get intimate they’d all been… lackluster. It was frustrating.

She stopped off at home to change into her work clothes and then she was back to the office. She grabbed a coffee before crossing the busy street and into the tall black tower where she made her living. As the liaison for employee resources she tried to make time for everyone as she went up to her office, putting on a cheery smile for the entire workforce. She chatted with some of her closer friends during lunch, giving them some of the details of her less than satisfactory date from the night before. Although that was met with protest that her standards were simply too high, but it was true, she hadn’t found a man who could satisfy her.

At the end of the day she heard her computer ding. She sighed, she could answer one more email before the workday was over. An email from Ms. Shiavereth?!? Becksdale knew that was trouble, she’d heard the rumors about the last team that had worked under her. She opened it. She was being… reassigned?!? What? Why?

Becky frowned at the email. It asked her to go in for an interview in room B1, down in the basement. Okay, it’s just an interview. I’m not being transferred just yet. She thought to herself, some hope that she would be spared from having to work out of the windowless dungeon below.

Arthur waited in the lone basement conference room. After Dany sent him the list of potential candidates he replied back with his list of applicants he thought would fit best. She had immediately scheduled interviews for each applicant, surprising him with the immediacy, including one for the end of the day with a… Becksdale Brighthorn. She had experience as a systems expert before her current role as the employee resources liaison, though… Arthur knew full well what “assets” Holstaurs brought to the table.

Dany entered with a confident sashay. “Arthur! I was so glad you responded quickly. You’re so diligent, hardworking.” By the end her voice had become low and husky. She put one hand on his armrest, bending at the waist leaning towards him, her pale blue lips inches from his. She trailed her fingers down his neck, before the distance closed to centimeters.

There was a knock on the door. “Hello?” The door creaked open as the Tiefling straightened hurriedly. “Ms. Brighthorn. Thank you for coming.” Arther stood, as Becksdale entered. She held out her hand and Arthur moved reflexively to shake it and the spark jumped as his hand closed around hers. Becksdale and Arthur froze, with Arthur realizing what he had done again too late.

Danyssa saw her face “Becky are you okay?” She stepped forward, her face filled with concern and she placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Trance.”

Both women froze.

Chapter Four

Okay, this is clearly going to happen with every woman that I touch. Man? I gave money to the cabbie, but he didn’t… unimportant. I need to start being smarter about this. You’re goddamn right you do. Dany freaked out when she saw Becky. This isn’t going to stop. I need to start being more prepared. He carefully maneuvered both women into the conference room chairs and closed the door behind him.

He thought about the list of candidates that Dany had sent him. Did she want him to fuck other women? “Dany, why did you only send me female candidates?” She answered without batting an eye. “It’s important that you work with a team that you enjoy. As a manager rewarding employees is a part of your job duties, and I will of course, be part of the reward program. The bigger and better your team is the better my career will do and I’ll not have you shirking your responsibilities.” That sounded like a lot of hoops to jump through to Arthur.

“Cut the crap, you want to watch me fuck other women because it turns you on.” She mouthed the words but no sound came out. “It turns you on to be my dirty little cuck, even if you don’t want to admit it.” This time she repeated her hands traveling down to her skirt to push her underwear aside. “You want to see me with a harem, and you want to see me dominate other women.” No resistance, he had either tapped into a hidden desire, or had twisted her tangled web of cuck logic enough that he could tell her whatever he wanted. Her tail had crept up her side and had wrapped itself around one of her small perky tits. A new seed had been planted in her mind. “From now on you can’t cum unless you’re watching me fuck someone else.” She groaned, locked in the trance, unable to stop.

He turned to the cow girl. “Hello Becky, you don’t mind if I call you Becky do you?” She nodded. “Good, what do you think about our boss fingering herself?” She hadn’t looked away from the wall since he had sat her down, but he turned her chair so that she could watch. “Isss inappropriate.” She slurred, though clearly she thought more about it than that. “Okay, how does it make you feel?” He began to see little spots forming on the outside of her top. “Is so hot.” He reached over and grabbed a handful, and her body tensed as though shot with electricity. The spots began to expand. He pulled her top down. Her bra had been designed for the extra durability and leak protection that Holstaurs demanded and she was at minimum a j cup. Her massive tits seemed to defy gravity, and dwarfed the pale tiefling’s. Droplets had formed on the tips of her nipples but quickly increased to rivulets of milk that leaked down her breasts to soak into the top.

“Tell me what you want.” The Holstaur’s knees ground against each other. “Want to be milked!” Arthur nodded. “Good girl, being milked is totally normal for a Holstaur, and it’s okay to ask members of your team for help.” She nodded furiously as he continued. “You’re on my team now, right? You don’t want to turn down this opportunity do you?” She shook her head “N-no, want to be part of the team.”

“Excellent, I promise that you won’t regret it.” He said, releasing his hand. “I’m very happy to reward members of my team, being rewarded is always enjoyable, isn’t it?” She nodded. “Good girl, you’ll always be excited for any rewards that I have for you.” Her breathing was still ragged, but she nodded again. He pulled her top back up.

“Excellent, now both of you, Awake!”

They recovered quickly. Becky looked down at her ruined top. “Oh, um. I don’t…” she started. “Oh Gods, my top.” She turned strawberry red, and tried to cover her oversized tits with her arms, making her cleavage even more considerable. “Welcome to the team Becksdale.” She immediately relaxed. Straightening up she looked less like she was abjectly humiliated by soaking her top in front of near strangers and more like she had forgotten to bring a pen to an important meeting. “Hey, I don’t suppose you would be willing to help me out would’ja? I’m feeling close to bursting over here.” She made a cute little bobbing motion with her head and gestured to her milky mammaries like this was an average Tuesday for her. She smiled sheepishly. “I swear, as much money as I spend on these things they would be at least a little more leak proof.”

She removed her top in one smooth practiced motion revealing a tight, toned midsection under those superior sweater pillows.

”Mr. Penn.” Ms. Shiavereth started hesitantly. “Can you please assist Ms. Brighthorn? Look at her. She’s making a mess. Ms. Brighthorn please in the future look for another teammate to assist you before it gets to this point. You’re getting it everywhere.” By the end she had regained her usual confidence. Arthur reached out one hand. He had barely even touched her before a stream of the milk exploded out of her, splattering the conference room table… and miss Shiavereth. “Miss Brighthorn what did I just say about making a mess? Arthur be a dear. Find a way to do this a bit more tidily.” Dany wiped away at the wayward stream as Arthur grinned.

Lowering his head he teased one nipple gently with his tongue, moving in slow circles around the sensitive skin. The taste of her milk was intoxicating, and he clamped down, immediately beginning to suck. His body began to feel warm, like when he had first taken the ring. Becky squirmed and gasped under his attention and Arthur began to grow.

He had been hard and lean before but his muscles surged and he felt like he could fight the world, and win. He grabbed her and swung her ass onto the table. Danyssa trembled at the sight before her, as she timidly removed her own soiled clothing. She couldn’t stop her tail from continuing to violate her while she watched, fascinated by the scene in front of her. She measured herself against the buxom beauty in front of her and found herself wanting in every category, she wasn’t nearly so fit, or her tits that large or able to provide such bountiful quantities of milk and all she could think about was Arthur’s cock about to fill her completely. Shame and jealousy and sheer arousal dripped down her thighs. “Arthur, she’s such a good team player. She deserves a reward.” Danyssa stepped up next to Arthur.

Arthur detached his mouth from her still leaking nipple. “Do you deserve a reward Becky?” He taunted. She nodded quickly. “Y-yes s-sir. Only if you think so.” She added at the last second. He paused as if he was considering it. “I have the perfect reward for you Becky. Just for today I’m going to make you my personal breeding cow. Would you like that?” Her tits squirted. Splattering him and the blue tiefling with white milk. “Yes sir-“

“Stop.” He cut her off. “Cows don’t talk. They moo.” Danyssa whimpered, and Becky bit her lip, before letting out a pitiful little “m-moo” Danyssa had been ready to cum since Becky’s ass hit the table, but this was too much. Her tail pushed itself completely inside her sliding it’s way over her clit. She thought she was going to pass out. “Fuck her Arthur. Fill her up.” Arthur looked at her. “Tell her she deserves my cock more than you.” She trembled. “She does-you do!” He grinned. “Tell her why.” Danyssa turned to Becky, “My tits are so small and pitiful compared to yours Becky.” Arthur leaned over and licked the milk streaming from one nipple. “You should show her how much you love her tits.” He grabbed one horn and steered Danyssa’s mouth to Becky’s unattended nipple, and Danyssa began sucking with demonic need. Arthur couldn’t believe how the formally confident woman had been reduced to a submissive cuck.

Arthur pushed himself forward, entering her slowly, and finding no resistance. She was so wet and hot Arthur was sure she was going to burn him. “Moooooooo!” Hot milk filled Arthur and Danyssa’s mouths as he began to push himself in and out of her. He felt the fine coat of fur on her legs as she wrapped them around him. Arthur released Danyssa’s horn in favor of using both hands on Becky’s hips to go faster and deeper. Danyssa sucked a ragged breath as she came up for air and saw her new favorite employee fucking like a animal. She came immediately, his conditions met. Danyssa braced herself against the table as lightning exploded along every nerve ending, as fresh trails of her cum trickled down her legs.

Arthur picked up the pace again, his stamina bolstered by the Holstaur milk. I’m not-I’m not on the pill, she wanted to cry, but she couldn’t make any noise but another “mooooo!” He felt her clench around him as she let out another animalistic cry. He bottomed out inside her, as shot after shot of hot cum filled her cunt even as hot milk flowed down his throat, both puddled on the table underneath her.

Chapter Five

Becksdale awoke the next morning wrapped around Danyssa’s thin midsection. The apartment wasn’t hers. A point of fact, this was much nicer than her apartment. A hand stroked her hair. “Arthur left earlier. Let me guess ‘moo’” Becky sat up. “What?” The hand paused. “Ah, he said for the day, didn’t he? You’ve made nothing but moo noises since yesterday.” She sat up. “Yeah, I… we… I’ve never done anything like that before, but it was fun, right?” Danyssa barked a laugh. “I would say so.” They both laughed, the temporary awkwardness melted away to a companionable moment. Becksdale put her head back on Danyssa’s stomach. “I’m glad.”

They eventually untangled themselves, setting themselves to getting ready for the day. Dany didn’t have anything in the Holstaur’s size so they ran laundry before they left for work. Becky made omelets. Eventually they made their way to the office.

They ended up having more in common than originally thought. They both graduated from the same university, they shared a favorite coffee shop and, to their considerable surprise and great shame, both went through a goth phase back in high school. When they both realized it Becksdale laughed so hard she needed to spit out her coffee, luckily avoiding ruining her fresh top.

By the time they arrived they were chatting like they’d known each other for years.

Chapter Six

Arthur had a problem.

None of the work clothes in his closet fit. He’d worn the same suit and shirt for two days in a row and he had nothing to replace it, the activities of the previous two days meant that he was not willing to wear it for a third. He sighed, gathering the ill fitting suits and dumped them into a bag for the Mothers of Reverence.

He was going to need to go to the mall. He shot a quick text to Danyssa’s phone and asked her to get the two newbies something to do while he was gone. He had a thought. So he sent another text.

Then he made a call.

The phone only rang once before it picked up. “Arthur! Um, hey.” Mata’s voice on the other side. “You left before I could say goodbye.” She pouted. Arthur chuckled. “You sleep like the dead. I’m failing to see how that’s my fault, I actually had to move you off of my chest.” She grumbled on the other side. “Hrm” Arthur continued. “Anyways how would you like to come shopping with me today? Kira said that you were flexible because you work from home.” Mata muted the phone to squeal, doing an excited little happy dance. Kira was still getting ready and cocked an eyebrow at her. Mata unmuted. “Yeah I can do that text me your address and I’ll be over there ASAP.” Arthur grinned. “Thanks Mata. See you soon.” He texted over the address.

Mata jumped off the couch. Kira stopped her. “What was that about?” Mata tried to dart between her legs, Kira blocked her path standing in the hall. Mata turned, acting casual. “Oh don’t worry about it… Arthur just called to take me shopping.” Mata could have knocked Kira over with a feather. Kira spluttered “What!?!” Mata continued, “He said that I was flexible.” She added emphasis and as much euphemism to the statement as she could muster. Kira recovered, scowling and returned to getting ready for work. Mata got dressed in a frenzy. Bolting back through the front room, she paused as she went out the door. Turning, she yelled back “Try not to go green with envy!” Kira’s rage simmered. Oh I’m going to get that grubby little demon. And Arthur! I’m going to fuck his brains out and make her watch….. again. She frowned, that took a little menace out of that particular threat. She sighed, she would get even… eventually.

Chapter Seven

Arthur and Mata stepped into the ice cooled mall. They wandered past the shops, making an odd couple to see, Mata being only about half his height. She was wearing a cute sundress that breezed around her gently. By comparison Arthur was severely underdressed, wearing what had previously been his baggiest tee shirt and shorts, coupled with flip flops since none of his shoes fit.

They passed a bright yellow stand in the shape of a banana, manned by a clean shaven satyr with chestnut brown curls wearing a visor. Arthur wondered aloud “I wonder how they actually do enough business to afford a prime spot like this.” Mata just shrugged. “There’s always money in the banana stand.”

They meandered past more shops, a Leomund’s Tiny Hats, Bards and Nobles’, a Tasha’s Otherworldly Secret. They found what they were looking for eventually though, a men’s fine clothing shop named Otto’s Irresistible Slacks. A young goblin man welcomes them from behind a counter, curious to see one of his folk so clearly enamored with someone so… different.

They browsed for a bit, until Arthur had an armload of clothes, then he headed to a dressing room. As he rounds the corner he sees the young goblin approach Mata. The door shuts behind him. He tries on a few things and he’s between outfits when he hears taptaptap on the dressing room door.

He reached over and unlocked the door with an audible click, and Mata rushed in and locked the door quickly behind her. She turned. Arthur was completely naked. She stood eye level with his cock. Even totally soft, it was larger than anything she’d ever taken before. Her heart jumped, and her lips parted.

Arthur looked at her, “What are you doing here?” She stepped forward, “That little toad tried to hit on me, and now, I’m…” she lost her train of thought as she saw his cock pulse. Rather than try to regain her train of thought she opted to go for it, sliding his head into her mouth so quickly Arthur almost didn’t realize what happened. She played with his tip as both hands began to stroke him. Precum filled her mouth and almost caused her knees to buckle. She popped off him for a quick breath, before taking him again even deeper. Arthur groaned.

He reached down and ran his fingers through her short hair. He decided he didn’t want to wait. He picked her up and aligned her over his cock, lowering her slowly. His dick was practically the size of her torso, she had no idea how that monster fit inside her, but she remembered when he filled her up on the couch and fresh cum dripped onto his shaft. She wore nothing underneath the little sundress, and she was so wet she had soaked the inside of her thighs. He looked at her and stopped, narrowing his eyes. “What were you doing while I was trying on clothes?” He asked. She squirmed trying to push herself deeper onto his waiting cock.

“The guy. He, mmm.” She made a frustrating noise. “Hit on me. Told him how pathetic he was.” Her breathing got more ragged as she remembered all the nasty things she had said to his face. “Told him to follow me to the dressing room and I would show him what a real cock looked like.” Arthur’s eyes flicked up to the door. Movement on the other side? Maybe? Mata looked ready to explode, and continued to squirm. “What did you say to him?” Mata began to pant. Arthur reached up with his other hand and tweaked her nipple.

“At first I let him think I was interested, but then I started complaining about my last boyfriend. I mentioned that he was a goblin but he wasn’t able to satisfy me with his tiny little prick.” While she talked he had started lowering her onto his cock, torturously slowly, but she was able to keep talking. “Then I told him about you. He didn’t believe me, so I told him to lock the front door and follow me back.” Mata had sped up as her breathing became more and more ragged. She wasn’t even trying to whisper anymore, but Arthur was sure now that he could hear more ragged breathing from the other side of the door. He began moving faster, sliding her up and down his cock. Mata continued “I bet his prick is barely the size of your pinky. It’s probably a shriveled little warty thing. I wouldn’t ever let his tiny little cock anywhere near me!” Suddenly she was climaxing, pushed over the edge as Arthur’s cock buried itself inside her, he came with her. Filling her up and letting it drip down her thighs onto the discarded clothes below.

Arthur put Mata back on the ground while they recovered. He grabbed his clothes and put them on luckily none of the soiled ones were his.

When they exited the dressing room the goblin stood there. Head down unable to meet their gaze. From the way he was standing Arthur could tell that he had jizzed in his cheap work pants and was trying to hide it by hunching over.

Arthur and Mata walked past him without a word. The goblin entered the dressing room and Arthur heard a small click, to do what Arthur could only guess.

Chapter Eight

The couple exited the shop, and Arthur still didn’t have clothes. They walked together through the mall, looking for another store that they could try.

Wait! Stop, go that way! Arthur felt himself being forced bodily to march hard left, letting go of Mata’s hand. “Arthur? What’s up, you see something you like?” Mata asked, confused. “Um, yeah.” Arthur covered. What the hell are you doing? He continued to March lockstep towards the far end of the mall. Look! See! Oh I haven’t seen one of these in half a millennium! Arthur tried to figure out what he was supposed to be looking at while his body continued to beeline past shops and kiosks, until finally he stopped.

He found himself standing in front of a kiosk which offered “advanced cleaning services for both you and your clothes!” Standing behind the thin counter was an amorphous ooze. It was blue, with a slight green tint around its edges. It had no face, no discernible body parts or features and had a small glowing chunk of.. something floating, suspended in the center of its body.

Arthur’s fist struck out, penetrating the ooze up to his elbow. He tried to pull his hand back out of the mass but couldn’t budge. The stone flashed, spinning wildly. As it spun it shrank. Arthur looked on in confusion. As it shrank it grew in clarity, facets appeared and in less than half a minute it went from a lumpy stone to a gem, blue in color that affixed itself to the ring in a setting that hadn’t been there a moment before. The ooze itself climbed up his arm. Nobody appreciates good craftsmanship, using you to clean dirty clothes. For shame. No, I know it’s not your fault. Trust me this one is a good one. You’ll like him. The half of the conversation that Arthur could hear sounded very comforting but it wasn’t directed to him. It began dissolving his clothes. “What the fuck!?!” Arthur shouted. Oh don’t be a baby. Step into the cleaning chamber if you want some privacy.

Arthur’s legs were suddenly back under his control, he rushed into the small cleaning chamber. The opaque glass door closed behind him. The ooze continued to dissolve his clothes at a prodigious rate, there was a metric fuckton of the stuff, and the part that he’d cut off with the door began oozing through the seams in the chamber wall, and crawling up his legs, destroying his flip flops. The ooze was translucent, which did very little to hide his nakedness once his clothes had been completely dissolved.

I wrote all of their scripts, you know. It took me six and half years. Maybe not my greatest triumph… but thrice damn close. Once all of his clothes had been entirely dissolved it pulled away from him and dropped to its knees. Knees? It had knees now what before had been a shapeless blob now had shape. It… she? was still blue, but she had curves and a bellybutton? Her face was Elfish, and her figure was thin. She shifted suddenly, her form growing until she looked just like Kira then she shifted again her tits ballooning and suddenly she was Becksdale, then Danyssa, complete with tail. She shifted back and forth between forms rapidly.

Arthur focus up. Calm yourself and picture her form. Breath. You’re destabilizing her. Arthur took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. When she first materialized, how did she look? He pictured it. She was thin. Her face was delicate. Her… hair was short framing her face.

Her form steadied. She slid forward and attached herself to Arthur’s cock with gentle suction. Her pulsing form covered every inch. He tried to remain calm, but he could already feel the pressure building. She felt hot and cold at the same time. Where her ooze touched his skin she seemed to vibrate, and she was somehow able to vary the effects so rapidly that it felt less like a blowjob and more like a blowjob for each individual square inch of his dick.

He exploded, and not a drop hit the floor. As she absorbed it her color shifted. Her blue form getting darker and losing its greenish tinge. The gem on his ring followed suit. When he finally opened his eyes a extremely pretty elf girl kneeled in front of him, a beaming smile on her face. Arthur reached down and touched her. Her flesh rippled, returning to the azure shade, before leveling back out.

“Arthur? You okay?” Mata stood outside concerned. Maybe she should check up on him.

Mata stood outside of the chamber waiting. She was worried. Arthur just sprinted away and when she caught up to him(damn my stubby little legs!) he pulled an ooze with him into the cleaning chamber. She could hear lewd sucking sounds, and did he just groan? She didn’t see anybody else go in there with him. If he’s playing with himself, why wouldn’t he invite me? We just fucked in a dressing room. The thought of their recent amorous encounter made her heat up.

She was just going to do it. She cracked the door and slipped inside as quickly as she could, shutting the door behind her. Turning she saw Arthur, fully nude, and… an elf? Who the fuck is she? Mata couldn’t blame her for taking a shot, Arthur was an absolute catch, but where did she come from?

Mata wasn’t going to play second fiddle. She pulled the sundress over her head in a quick smooth motion, then leaned in to make out with the cute new elf chick. That will get his motor running. As her lips touched she sank into the ooze. Her eyes snapped open and all she could see was a wall of blue. Suddenly the ooze surged forward knocking Mata against the wall and plastering her there. Her feet were dangling in air as the ooze opened her legs and began sucking and stroking and sliding its way over every inch of her.

Arthur looked on in amazement. The ooze had both Mata’s hands suspended above her head, both nipples were covered with the ooze, making concentrated and coordinated sucking. Simultaneously it began to tease at her cunt, playing with her clit and mixing their juices. Arthur recovered, and leaned forward, the blue parting in front of him, to kiss her, silencing her before she could make any noise that might attract attention. The ooze shifted behind Mata and lowered her onto Arthur’s cock, breaking their kiss. The ooze reformed into its feminine humanoid shape but didn’t bother with disguising her skin color. Shifting so that she was at the right height to wrap arms around Mata to bounce her on Arthur’s shaft, using her like a green fleshlight for her new master. Mata was going crazy, all the sensation was too much to handle.

Mata felt something behind her. A blue cock had formed between the oozes legs turning her into a well hung Futa. Mata’s ass parted as it penetrated her unused hole, its girth and length a perfect match to Arthur’s. The ooze girl turned Mata’s head and locked her in an unexpected kiss, she tasted like summer and honey and Arthur’s cum. The unexpected double team proved to be too much to handle, Mata’s pussy and ass clenched on the pair of massive cocks, mind shattering orgasms rocked through her, triggering Arthur to fill her with a deluge of hot cum. The ooze vibrated with the reverberations of the pleasure from its duel partners, rapidly changing color. Before slumping to the floor in a puddle, leaving Mata pressed between Arther and the wall.

Arthur pulled out of Mata, allowing his cum to flow freely down her legs into the puddle of the ooze below. The puddle shimmered. Mata planted kisses on Arthur’s chest. “Who was that?” Mata panted. “An ooze? I’ve never seen one look so human.” Arthur hadn’t either. Give her a name.

The ooze began regaining her shape. Looking up at Arthur, she began to flush back to her elfin disguise, and soon any hint of blue was undetectable. “Lexx” Arthur muttered almost too quietly to hear. Lexx began to pulse as the new name seemed to strengthen her, make her more real, define her and gave her shape. She steadied and beamed up at him with a million megawatt smile.

Arthur felt a bit weak, using a smile that cute should be considered a war crime. He mustered his defenses. “You ate my clothes. How are we supposed to get out of here?”

She turned back into a puddle so quickly that she seemed to vanish. Seeping into Mata’s sundress she absorbed everything from it then lifted it up and shoved Mata into it roughly, Mata struggled but Lexx wouldn’t have it. She was relentless. Then she began to climb Arthur’s legs. Similarly resisting any attempt to push her off. As strong as Arthur was now she just flowed around his hands, until he was covered completely by a blue layer which quickly darkened and changed textures until it looked like the clothes he had lost earlier that day, complete with flip flops. It still felt like slime.

This was going to take some getting used to.

Chapter Nine

Arthur and Mata exited the booth. “Can I just take you?” Arthur said to what appeared to be nobody. “You worked here, right?” A blue tentacle shot out of his shirt and reached under the counter retrieving a set of keys which she tossed in the register slamming the drawer shut with a loud clang. Another tentacle flipped the sign to closed and a final pseudopod grabbed a pen and paper, writing a note which read: Fuck you Don I quit.

“Okay, wow, uh I guess that answers that. Where do you live? Or do you want to stay with me?” She vibrated around him in what he could only guess was the affirmative. “Okay, do you have stuff to grab? From your apartment?” A tentacle shot out and grabbed a plastic box labeled ooze containment and tossed it into the trash. “Did they… make you live here? Shit, that’s fucked. If you want we could find this Don guy and beat the shit out of him?”

She said no but I say let’s fuck him up.

“I don’t think that will be helpful.” Arthur replied. “Let’s get you a job that actually pays something.” Arthur remembered the other thing he was going to ask Mata. “Hey Mata, speaking of work, I texted Danyssa earlier, mine and Kira’s boss, and there is a position open for you if you want it. You can basically name a number and if you want you can work from home or actually come into the office with us?”

Her eyes lit up, and she nodded seriously. “I think that I can do that, Boss.” Arthur pulled his phone out of his pocket, it felt like sticking his hand in a bowl of warm jello, she vibrated again. Weird. At least she didn’t eat it or his wallet. He sent another text to Danyssa’s cell asking about another hire.

He had to get back to the office, so he dropped Mata back off at her apartment. Sitting in his car in the parking garage, he realized that he never did buy anything. Hopefully, he asked “Can you make me look a little more professional?” The shorts lengthened out into pants and appeared to change texture. His flip flops morphed into actual shoes, and his shirt shifted from a baggy tee to a nice button up long sleeve with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow. “Damn, you make me look good.” He whistled appreciatively. She squeezed his crotch. Yeah she says she doesn’t care about the money she just wants as much of that magical man splunk as she can handle. The fabric around his crotch turned blue and he could feel sucking and stroking action, it messaged his balls and reached all the way back to- “hey! Woah there!” The pressure increased. Listen, you produce a lot of valuable proteins that are better than the low grade nutrient paste that they were feeding her, and your body now absorbs and refines way more magical energy than any living mage. Don’t be greedy, and give that dirty little slut as much of that hot tasty cum as she can handle.

With no more warning he exploded, but none of it escaped, being absorbed as quickly as it splurted from him. Shimmering, it rippled out and he could feel her heating up around him, vibrating with the same resonant energy that seemed to match his own in intensity.

“You, you’re dangerous.” He finally huffed out after he came down for a minute. “I’m not going to get anything done with you around am I.” She vibrated pleasantly around him as he pulled himself out of his car.

When he got in he checked his schedule. He had another interview today. Crap who had the next interview. He sorted through his files looking for the candidate list.

—

Danyssa settled into her office. Her phone dinged with a text from Arthur. He wanted to know what an outside hire would need, and if she could get Kira and Becksdale settled while he ran a personal errand. Moving personnel around was actually harder than hiring directly, she’d had to bend some rules just to get Becky transferred, so that wasn’t a big deal to manage.

Getting the two latest employees settled was another issue. She had a passing familiarity with Arthur’s responsibilities, but very little of the in-depth knowledge that made it possible. Although…. The memory of Becky asleep on her midsection made her heart skip a beat. The whole night was wonderful, seeing her with Arthur had awakened something in her. Mercy’s Kiss she was ready to beg the two of them to move in with her so they could spend every available moment fucking like animals.

She took the elevator.

Kira and Becksdale actually didn’t need much assistance after all. With their transfers in place they already had access to the essentials of the positions. Arthur had left detailed notes about the system itself and the individual steps needed and they had been hard at work for some time.

Becksdale was getting uncomfortable though. She groaned every time she needed to reach for something, the fabric of her top rubbed against her painfully. She mostly tried to keep the quiet whimpers to herself, but eventually Kira asked “Are you okay?”

“Um. Yeah, I’m just a bit uncomfortable is all. I’m going to need some help soon though.” She added. “Help?” Kira stopped. Becky continued. “We can definitely do it now if you have a minute.”

“Suuure? Um, what do you need?”

Becky stood up. “Oh awesome. Okay, It’s super easy.” She walked around her desk. “Mrs. Shiavereth just said not to make a mess so try not to spill any okay?”

“I really appreciate this, by the way.” Becky rested her hand on the back of Kira’s neck and began threading her fingers through Kira’s hair, pulling her head back. With her other hand she lifted her shirt and stuffed Kira’s protesting mouth with a waiting nipple. Kira’s hands shot to Becky’s hips in a futile attempt to push her off. “Arthur said to be sure to have a teammate help me before it turned into too much of a problem.” Milk spilled into Kira’s mouth, and flowed down her throat. Wait. If Arthur said… her thought was cut off as heat began to flush through her entire body.

Hands that had been trying to push Becksdale away now pulled her closer until she straddled Kira’s lap. Need shot through Kira and she began suckling furiously, trying to get as much of it in her mouth as quickly as possible. Becky groaned “Careful Honey, watch the teeth.” She pulled Kira’s head away. “Don’t forget to breathe either.” Kira sucked in another breath, before diving back in.

One hand undid a button on Becksdale’s skirt, letting it fall to the ground around her hooves. Fingers gently pushed aside a skimpy pair of dark panties before finding her dripping wet pussy. One finger pushed itself inside with no resistance. “Oh! What are you…” The electric touch sent shivers up Becky’s entire nervous system and Kira’s mouth filled with a fresh surge of milk. Becky’s unattended nipple dripped a fresh rivulet down her midsection.

Kira took another breath and moved her head, licking up the wayward trail. Her fingers make circles around Becky’s clit and fresh milk splatters Kira as she groans with the increasing pressure. Both Becky’s hands pulled Kira’s head closer as her hips began to buck against Kira’s fingers. “Don’t.. fuck. Stop.” Becky bit her bottom lip as Kira ramped up the pace.

Suddenly she was climaxing as her entire body tensed and released she nearly lost control of her knees. Milk exploded into Kira’s waiting mouth and her head tilted back into a moan that she was sure could be heard three floors up. She collapsed onto Kira pulling her away from her breast and peppering her with kisses, her fingers still entwined with her hair. She panted “Thanks a ton, but…. We still made a bit of a mess.” They looked around and chuckled.

—

The Lamia approaches.

Cheryl of brood Spiteblood trudged to work, an impressive feat considering the fact that she had no legs. From the waist down she instead sported the impressive tail of a viper, adorned with vibrant blue scales patterned with pale silver stripes. She was miserable. Her large bag hung from one shoulder and her arms swung loosely at her side. It was too cold. The mornings were getting brisker and chillier, the sun providing little heat in the cloudless morning. The sidewalk was cold, and as she slid over it she could feel the heat being leached out of her.

She knew that when she got to work it would be just as bad. That damn air conditioner is going to be the death of me. She thought to herself. Coffee. Need coffee. Instead of continuing down the street she veered almost drunkenly to the right to the cafe across from work.

It was practically another world inside the cafe. The windows fogged against the world outside and she shed her coat and wool hat the second the door shut behind her, hanging them on a hook near the doorway. Without her coat anyone could see that she was a knockout. Her hair was a short unkempt mop of silver matching her stripes, her eyes a gold rarely seen amongst the people of Atlier, and her skin tanned from the summer spent luxuriating in the sun. She slithered over to the counter and ordered the largest sized coffee they would sell her.

She found a table and sipped her coffee, feeling better by the sip as Life returned to her limbs. This is so unfair, I’m gonna be late to work again. I don’t want to leave. It’s not my fault it’s so freaking cold out. She looked around, the cafe was pretty empty, the only other customers looked familiar. She knew them from work, didn’t she? The blue one, she practically ran the joint. Cheryl felt her brain booting back up out of hibernation, the hot coffee doing its work. Maybe I should talk to her? Ask about moving offices? Or adjusting that fucking AC? She didn’t recognize her friend though, she didn’t want to interrupt, but fuck it, she was desperate.

She grabbed her coffee and slithered towards their table to introduce herself. “Excuse me, hi. I’m sorry, I hope I’m not interrupting, but do you work for Brightforge heavy industry?” The Tiefling cocked an eyebrow. “I don’t believe we’ve met, who are you?” She sipped her coffee, while the Holstaur took another bite of scone. The words began to spill out of her. “I’m sorry, I’m Cheryl Spiteblood, I’m a supply and acquisition coordinator with Brightforge. I just wanted to ask about changing offices. It’s so cold and I know you are in charge of a couple different departments and I was hoping you could do something, maybe just put me in the boiler room. I’m sorry, that’s stupid. I don’t even know if that’s something you can help me with-”

Danyssa put a hand up. The wheels in her head started to turn. “It’s fine…you know, we’ve had some positions open and we currently lack someone to manage inventory. I don’t think putting you in the boiler room would be appropriate but we do have an office adjacent to the server room that gets quite toasty. I might be able to set up a lateral transfer, otherwise I don’t think that I can help.” Cheryl looked elated, hope! “Of course, you would need to interview with the department head, I’ll schedule you something this afternoon if you’d like.” Cheryl nodded enthusiastically. “That would be fantastic! Oh, thank you a ton.” She pulled the Tiefling into a coiling hug before gasping and releasing her. “Sorry! I’m sorry, um email me!” She rushed for the door with the fury of a freight train, grabbing her coat and hat before exiting into the brisk morning air.