A little help from your wives

When you wake up next morning you still have a lovely catgirl pressed against you. Bethany is dead to the world, her head still resting against your neck and her tail lazily curling one way and then another before relaxing again. Looks like she needed a good sleep even more than you.

But you're no longer the only two people in the room. Sitting across from you are Lessia and Helena, both quietly reading books. When Helena notices you're awake she nudges Lessia and both of them start giving you cute looks and smiles. Silently, Helena picks up a writing board from the side table and tiptoes closer to deliver it to you. There's a single piece of paper on the board, covered in a number of styles of handwriting.

At the top there's some fine, elegant handwriting from Lessia. 'What a lovely scene. I am ever thankful for finding myself a part of this. I have found that a firm massage of her upper shoulders is the most favored method.'

Then there's another line written by someone else, 'Just hold her tummy. Bethany can't resist that.'

Below that the comments continue, getting more and more raunchy. One of your other wives wrote, 'I've noticed something different about her - unlike everyone else she loves it when you grope her bum. Not the root of her tail, but her bottom.'

Another decided to say, 'Carry this cute girl back to the bedroom so we can all help!'

'Feed her little meat rolls and finger sausages, Beth goes wild when people feed her and take care of her.'

'In the morning she's always got some extra milk, make sure to drink it up cause she worries she's going to spill if she doesn't deal with it.'

'Stay there as long as you want. I bet Bethany is having the best dreams right now.'

'Bethany's been asking us about what it feels like when a man fills your rear. She's getting really curious about it.'

And finally one last entry, again in handwriting you recognize. Sandra's contribution. 'Just show her this page when she wakes up, like a menu.'

Helena tiptoes around the room, whispers to someone outside and soon enough she returns with a tray of sandwiches and drinks. Not long after Kyelle sneaks in and soundlessly delivers a tureen filled with eggs, various hot meats and rolls. She gives you a wolfish grin and perches nearby to watch.

The smell of fresh food has an effect on your sleeping lover. Bethany's ears start swiveling and her nose twitches. Then she blinks her eyes open. She slowly comes to consciousness, hugging you tight and mumbling a sleepy, "Thank you."

Then she starts taking in the rest of the room. Helena gives her a beaming smile. Lessia leans back and grins in a manner that reminds you very much of Sandra and Alice. Kyelle doesn't say anything, but her tail is whipping back and forth, waiting for the show.

Once Bethany is most of the way to wakefulness you check that she's feeling alright. A little magical check shows that at the moment her body is in balance, so she's not dealing with morning sickness right now.

"Mmmm," she purrs. "This is so nice." She's looking around the room, trying to put the pieces together. You think about Sandra's line, smile to yourself, and hand her the board.