Introducing the Family

Your mother had arranged a lunch date at a nice bistro downtown. It was a bit of a walk, so she arranged for a car to pick you up. Lexi and your mother were going to meet you there.

The place was beautiful and gave a slightly Parisian cafe feel. It had a nice patio area right off the sidewalk with cozy nooks and outdoor tables.

You arrived a little early. Stepping out of the car, both Morgana and Lisbeth linked arms with you. You were starting to feel nervous yourself. This was the first time your mom had met either woman face-to-face. She was a busy woman.

If Morgana was nervous, she wasn’t showing it. She was one hundred percent in goddess mode right now. Lisbeth did seem more outwardly nervous, but her big brown eyes contained a spark of determination.

As usual, Morgana took the lead. She seemed unflappable even in an unfamiliar place. Walking up to the hostess, she spoke for your party.

“Hello. We are meeting Abigail Holt. We have a reservation.”

The trained hostess knew immediately what to do and informed you that your mother had already arrived a few minutes ago. She guided you to an outdoor seating area somewhat isolated from the other diners.

There at the secluded table was your mother in her typical purple suit. Seated across from her was Lexi wearing one of her AWIO suits, having obviously come straight from work. Her devilish forked tail twitched nervously seeing you, and you laughed internally at how your (now dubbed) baby girl adjusted her posture in your presence. Her red eyes looked at you expectantly.

Your mom stood up and waved you over. “Jim! Girls! We’re over here!” Her enthusiasm was palpable, and seemed to ease some of Lisbeth’s tension.

“Hey, Mom. It’s been a while since I got to see you in person. You look great.” Your mom smiled even brighter before looking you up and down.

“Please, I look old, but look at you! My God! Jim, you look amazing! I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in such good shape. These ladies must be taking good care of you.” She walked closer and gave you a big hug.

“They do. They can be pretty strict when it comes to my health.”

“Perfect. That’s what I want to hear.” Your mom looked at both Morgana and Lisbeth while beaming.

“Anyway Mom, this is Morgana. You met her briefly on the phone.” You gestured towards the slime woman.

“Morgana! I got to see you before but my goodness aren’t you drop dead gorgeous in person. It’s great to finally meet you!” Morgana nodded.

“It’s wonderful to meet you too, Abigail. I can see where Jim gets his good looks from.” The comment made you blush. True to herself, Morgana couldn’t help but flirt whenever possible.

“Aren’t you a charmer, huh? I bet you make poor James blush nonstop. He’s always been sensitive to flirting.”

“Guilty, but can you blame me? He’s so cute when he gets embarrassed.” The two women laughed in understanding.

You cleared your throat to break it up.

“Mom, this is Lisbeth. Lisbeth, this is my mom Abby.” You felt Lisbeth stiffen slightly at the attention. It was cute to see this towering woman so nervous. Lisbeth gave a very formal bow.

“H-hello M-mrs. H-holt. It’s a p-pleasure to m-meet you.” Your mother smiled brightly.

“Oh, honey. There’s no need to be nervous. You're my daughter now. You can call me Abby or Mom.”

Your mom walked up to the minotaur and gave her a firm and affectionate hug. It was amusing to see due to how much smaller than Lisbeth she was. Lisbeth returned the hug with a warm comfortable smile.

“Thank you, mother. EEK!” You flinched hearing Lisbeth squeak suddenly.

“I am so sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to startle you. I just found myself in the moment and couldn’t help but feel them. They are definitely amazing.”

You realized your mom had squeezed Lisbeth’s chest, startling the minotaur.

“Mom! You sound like a creepy old man. Sorry, Lisbeth. She gets carried away.”

“It’s okay, Jim. I just wasn’t expecting it.”

“Aren’t you sweet, Lisbeth. No wonder Jim is so smitten with you.”

Morgana chuckled at Lisbeth and then puffed out her chest.

“Abigail, feel free to squeeze mine as well. They are quite spectacular. Jim never seems to complain.” A devious look spread across Morgana’s face.

“Haha! You are trouble! Look at James’ face!”

“Alright you two. Let’s stop fooling around and sit.” You grunted.

You decided to stop that freight train in its tracks.

“Of course. Lisbeth, Morgana, come sit next to me.” Your mother arranged the table to make sure she was right next to your partners.

The table was round with four chairs. Morgana and Lisbeth sat on either side of your mother, while you sat between Lisbeth and Lexi. You decided Lisbeth would need more support due to her nerves, and you wanted to catch up with Lexi as well. As usual, Morgana was calm and confident anywhere. While your mother spoke with Morgana and Lisbeth for a few more moments, you turned to Lexi.

“Hey, Lexi. How are things going? It’s been a little while since we’ve gotten to see each other.” You gave her a warm smile, which she returned.

“I’m glad I got to see you today, Da–I mean James.” You raised an eyebrow at her near slip up. Your relationship had changed. Lexi was still doing anything she could to appeal to you. Teasing, flirting, being sweet, acting bratty, pouting, etc. You were subjected to it all. She was still just as determined to have you. The difference was in your power dynamic.

You were no longer her nephew James when you two were alone. When you interacted, you were often “Daddy”. The sexually and romantically dominant side of your personality. You had both established this over the past few months as the new status quo. Good behavior like respecting boundaries and helping with your sponsorship got Lexi rewards and bad behavior like her bratty outburst on the phone got her punishments. Though, you weren’t wholly convinced which she preferred more. Lexi had developed a sense of enjoyment from acting bratty to rile you up. Her submissive nature had started to blossom, and she seemed to love getting your attention. She had learned that nothing got her attention from Daddy more than being naughty.

You leaned in close and whispered into her ear.

“Don’t stress, baby girl. Be good during lunch, and I’ll give you a reward.” You smirked as you saw her body shiver and her face begin to blush.

“I will…Daddy.”