Accept Wanda's offer (❤ )

You stepped outside your room to find that what Wanda described was true: none of the mansion's guests nor the team of butlers were moving about the hall any longer. It was eerily silent. The only figure in the hallway was Eric Waterbury, the head butler, leaning his head on his fist. As soon as you poked your head out of the room, he immediately turned his nose up and sat upright in the chair where he was situated, watching his master's room. You were almost positive he'd been sleeping.

Did you even need the Ring of Ursa Minor for this? It seemed almost as simple to let him doze off then sneak by.

Then again, you weren't sure if this offer had an expiration date. The instructions had been pretty clear that you ought to use your magic to make Eric retire for the night. In another manner of thinking, it was possible that whatever activities Wanda had planned were going to be quite... noisy, to the point that they might wake Eric up if he was sitting there in the hallway. It probably made sense to move him.

You snapped your finger, hiding your hand behind the wall, and watched as Eric suddenly lost the focus that had allowed him to sit up in his seat just now. He slumped down, looking even older as droopiness overcame his eyelids and his lower lip, stretching them out to match the rest of his melty-looking face. He did not have a pleasant sleeping expression.

You walked up and placed a hand on his shoulder, telling him that you'd handle the guard for the rest of the night. He could take it easy and sleep in his room for the night.

"Yes, sir. Jolly good," he responded wearily, then got up stiffly onto his feet with an unhealthy crack of his knees. You watched as he walked downstairs towards the servant's house, his ordinarily straight posture replaced by half-zombified, hunch-backed shambling. Seeing him this way really made you appreciate how much work that guy put in to not look the hundred years old he probably was.

You looked both ways once he was gone, making sure none of the other guests were spying on you, then cracked open the door to the victims' room and closed it shut behind you. Then, you turned the lock so that no one would intrude.

This was the first time you'd considered that the room where they were being kept ought to be an identical copy of your own guest room, meaning it had a bed right-sized for two people. Sure enough, you entered to find Wanda Croft and Tallula Quinn both occupying the bed, looking cozy with the covers pulled up all the way to chin-level. Wanda was so slight beneath the covers that you could have practically missed her, but Tallula's body was a huge lump, standing out against the comforter.

Tallula hadn't been kidding about their relationship, either. The two were hugging together on the bed, Wanda playing big spoon and Tallula playing little spoon, though you thought it would have to work better the other way around. They looked totally peaceful, with their eyes closed and calm smiles on their faces.

You'd misjudged the situation, clearly. They'd fallen asleep together. Maybe it was actually better to leave them like this, rather than invite chaos again by intruding on their sleep.

But then... you realized it. Something in the picture didn't quite fit. Once you noticed, you couldn't help walking closer, towards the bed, as though hypnotized yourself. That detail was so strange, it felt as though you were in a dream, like you'd fallen asleep in your own room without realizing it and this was all the product of your own wild imagination.

Atop Wanda's head was a light purple hairband with cat ears poking up from it. Likewise, Tallula was wearing a soft brown set, fashioned after floppy dog ears instead of those of a cat. Tallula had said that she often play-acted as a puppy for her mistress, but you didn't realize she'd meant it like this.

Just as you were wondering if they'd simply fallen asleep after playing together, the eyes of both opened in unison, revealing their pink irises. The room took on a faint, pink glow to match.

"Hm hm hm... so you've decided to spend the night with me," Wanda greeted you, now speaking out loud instead of reverberating inside your skull. "How lovely."

"We can pick up where we left off earlier, Mr. Wolf! And you can praise me again, he he," Tallula giggled, snuggling her cheek against Wanda's cutely.

In the face of the two girls' warm invitations, you gulped, finding yourself making excuses, even after coming this far. That you couldn't, that it wouldn't be right while they were held against their will, that you were here with your friend anyway, so you shouldn't be doing this with other girls...

Wanda silenced you by pulling herself out from under the covers and beginning a slow crawl on all fours towards the foot of the bed.

When you'd seen her earlier in the study, she'd been dressed in a rather showy, purple fluffy bathrobe-- not the kind of thing you met visitors in. this was even less so. Her outfit consisted of a purple, fur bikini, including long gloves and stockings up to the elbows and knees respectively, ending in paw shapes. The bikini was immodest everywhere, showing off her lithe body, but especially on the bottom, where it dipped so low that you could see where a tail-shaped plug was stuck in between her butt-cheeks.

"Are you a cat person, Mr. Wolf? I'm a bit like a cat myself... self-interested, fickle, and something of a nuisance... but for the rare person who can claim my affection, I become obsessive," she cooed, licking at a wicked looking claw extending from her paw glove and watching your eyes. "And yes: I bite~" Her black hair dragged across the bedspread as she turned her head to look behind herself, where Tallula was still timidly pulled beneath the cover. "Hmph. Or are you more of a dog person, Mr. Wolf?" She snapped her fingers, not in an "executing magic" way like you might, but in a snapping her servant to attention way.

Tallula pulled herself out of the covers and joined her mistress in leaning forward on all fours. Her expression was giddy again, with her tongue hanging out, panting, like a dog's. The woman's freckled body was very much on display as you were **** to contemplate whether she was wearing something in her master's size-- it barely seemed to fit her, allowing you to see a peek of her pink nipples against the pale flesh of her skin as the top failed to contain them. Her bikini was almost difficult to spot on the bottom, hidden by her belly on the front and wedged into the cleft of her cheeks on the back. That wasn't the only thing wedged there. The dog-tail plug fit into her butt matched her mistress', only differing by the species it represented.

"I'll lick you all over, Master! Go ahead and strip down for me, please! I hope I'm not asking too much," Tallula begged, placing her paw gloves on the edge of the bed and wiggling her butt in the air behind her. The dog tail swished back and forth with her movements.

"Hm hm hm... You've got it backwards, Tallula. You should be offering him the opposite. Lick me all over, Mr. Wolf. Taste every inch of my body," Wanda beckoned you, stretching out the band of the cat bikini to show you the shaven spot at her pussy's lips. She seemed to have a rather particular place in mind that needed your attention.

You weren't sure where to start. This reminded you of the feast earlier; so much was on display, waiting to be grabbed and tasted, that your eyes couldn't focus on any one thing. Wanda's slender beauty, her luxurious, raven-black hair, and her sly grin. Tallula's full, soft body, her red vibrant red hair spilling all around, her big, pleading eyes. All of it spoke to you.

Rather than make the decision of how to start, you allowed them to make it for you. After removing your tie and stepping out of your shoes, you sat on the edge of the bed in your slacks, then rolled into position between them.

"The indecisive type? Or... no, the type who doesn't have to decide. It feels nice to be wanted by multiple women, doesn't it?" Wanda whispered into your ear from your right side. "A woman on each arm." She began to slowly unbutton your shirt while hugging onto your arm, curling her body against yours so that her bare inner thigh rubbed teasingly just next to your groin.

Tallula snuggled much tighter on the other side. "Please, pay attention to me... I know Ms. Croft is gorgeous, but please, pay attention to me too!" she begged you licking at the side of your face until you turned your head. Once you did, she pressed her lips into yours and moved her tongue inside your mouth, keeping her eyes open as she did, as though she wanted to watch your expression. With the hand she was cradling, you felt the flesh from her pudgy belly, up towards her breasts, each large and soft. You squeezed your hand into the plush, fur-lined, dog-themed bra covering them. She whimpered a bit at the situation and you retreated a bit.

When you did, she pulled back for a moment and smiled. "I'm not crying because I'm upset... I'm crying because I'm so happy. Sharing a bed with my two masters like this is a dream come true... Being praised this much is making me tear up!"

"Ha! Mr. Wolf is too free with his praise. Mine isn't so easily won, Tallula. Be sure to service him to your fullest, if you want my approval."

"Aye, ma'am!" Tallula responded joining her mistress in disrobing you. She helped you out of your trousers and between the two of them, they managed to strip you down to just your boxer shorts and socks.

"We're lucky Ms. Catz had such a handsome friend at the ready," Wanda chuckled, pulling her self up onto your chest. Her body was so light that it didn't bother you at all. Smiling, she pulled her hands down to her lower body and slid out of her panties, pushing them down to her leg and then gesturing for Tallula to get them the rest of the way. With a new, fanged grin, she sat up on your body, then pushed herself further until her pussy's lips rested against your face. "I can't wait any longer. Taste me~"

Following her command, you stuck out your tongue, licking at the entrance in front of you that was already dripping from her excitement. To help you out, she scooted up further, putting her groin right on top of your mouth. "Mmmm... You need more practice when it comes to cunnilingus, Mr. Wolf. I'll make sure you get plenty."

You were starting to wonder if you had the freedom to resist this part of the play; it seemed to you that you were doing most of the serving in this relationship. Just as your dick was beginning to ache, wanting to be used, you felt it pressed on both sides by a new, fleshy surface. Wanda was light, but Tallula wasn't. When she got situated, her weight pressed down on her legs, a bit heavier than you'd have liked... but what you couldn't object to was the feeling of her taking your erect member between her ass-cheeks, rolling her hips to squish it all around inside the groove.

"I-I could never ask you to lick me like that, Sir. You praised my bum earlier. I thought you might like this instead... it's my best feature, I think," she murmured, bouncing her bottom up and down against your lap. It was heavy, yes, but it also felt wonderful, as her chubby cheeks caressed the length of your shaft. You had a pretty good length, but you were still totally eclipsed by their mass.

With one girl sitting on your face and the other sitting on your lap, you did your best to pay attention to both in equal measure, licking vigorously inside the pussy of the lady of the house, while thrusting as much as you could manage into the cavern created by the maid's ass-cheeks. The bed creaked with your efforts. If Old Eric was still outside, he'd have heard for sure.

Wanda's taste filled your mouth while Tallula engorged your cock further and further, wiggling her hips and pressing up and down with experimental pressure. As you looked up, you saw Wanda throw her head back and sigh in satisfaction. "Deeper! You can still go deeper! Don't stop until you've broken my mind completely, hm hm hm hm!"

"Oooh..." Tallula sobbed, pushing down harder. It was like the two of them couldn't get enough of you, even with everyone exerting their full efforts. "Mmm! Feel free to release any time, Sir! Cover me again like you did in the dining hall! Or cover Ms. Croft and I'll lap it all up!"

It was an enticing offer... but the atmosphere in the room wasn't one that could be satisfied with another bukkake play. With the pink lights flashing, sweating bodies rocking, and the night growing older, having come this far, you couldn't quit at half-measures...

So you'd have to provide the answer to Wanda's question from earlier: were you a cat person or a dog person?