Fuck Off, Questions Can Wait.

Duchess doesn't seem to quite have a handle on her newly human form yet, the girl cutely snarling as she attempts to hurl herself off of you and onto what she imagines is the encroaching Dogsbody. This has two effects. First, you are extracted from her pillowy cleavage and thereby saved from suffocation. And second, she is sent clumsily sprawling down to the floor into an awkward pile of poofy hair and girl. "Owwww...."

Dogsbody blinks down at Duchess where she stirs on the floor, looking somewhat at a loss. This is the first time you've ever seen your utterly professional butler show a bit of a crack while on duty. "I'll...see about fetching clothes for Sir's...," she furrows her brow as Duchess sits up, the new girl's puffy lips quivering as she inspects a slightly bruised-looking elbow, "....yes." She quickly turns on her heels and exits, leaving you alone with the now sniffling former dog and the still loudly snoring Bimbo Orb.

Duchess looks up at you forlornly, her big brown eyes watering. "I hurt my arm...." She sniffs again, your irritation at her helplessness edged out by your sympathy for that same helplessness. She's only been a human for like two minutes. And even then, lapdog plus bimbo plus (apparently) noblewoman isn't exactly a recipe for the most independent of personalities.

You comfortingly shush the girl, reaching down to pick her up. You struggle for just a second, surprised at how heavy the essentially petite little lady is. Admittedly a lot of that weight is tits and ass, though, so you aren't exactly complaining. You sit down on the side of the bed, Duchess still sniffing a little but her eyes wide as she stares up at you. Okay, how to work this. You go with your first instinct and place a hand on top of Duchess's head, soothingly stroking her fluffy white curls, and are immediately rewarded when the starts to giggle between her sniffles and cuddle against your chest. Well that's a start. "Does your arm still hurt, Duchess?"

She thinks about it for a moment, then nods a little.

"Where does it hurt?"

She hesitates, then haltingly raises up an arm and points to her slightly red elbow. Her sniffles, almost assuredly just for show at this point anyway, turn into a gasp of delight when you lean down a plant a kiss on her little bruise. "Does it feel better now?"

She immediately nods again, her eyes gazing up at you in total adoration. She blinks, gaining a bit of a far-off stare as she tries to work something out. Jeez, it's like you can actually see two little pink wheels in her head desperately trying to turn. After a long moment, however, she adopts an all-too innocent look as she places a little hand on your chest. "Umm...I hurt other places too, Daddy..."

You almost don't hear her, though, as you're struck by a wave of dizziness. The combination of Duchess's airheaded attempts at manipulation and the simple fact of having your lap filled with overripe girl has officially awoken the sleeping beast. Duchess is too distracted with her cunning plan to notice your inexorably rising cock, but you sure as shit do. "Uh...where, Duchess?"

"Ummmmm~" The girl considers it for a moment before pressing a finger to her forehead, then titters in glee as she you plant a kiss between her eyes. She points to her supple cheek, her giggle turning into a little moan as your kiss lingers a bit longer than necessary. Duchess hesitates a moment, then tilts her chin up a touch and places her finger to her plump mouth, absentmindedly popping the tip of it between her indecently plush lips for a moment. You don't need any further enticement, pulling Duchess tightly to your chest as you draw her into a deep kiss.

The girl can't decide if she wants to moan in desire or giggle in delight, mindlessly humping against your leg as your tongues playfully flick at one another. You can't help but exult in the softness of her, the sheer amount of perfectly plump flesh you've overblessed this fluff of a girl with. Seeming to sense your need to further explore, Duchess pulls away from the kiss and leans back in your arms. She bites her lower lip bashfully before glancing down at her sinfully fat rack. "Here too, Daddy..." She carefully pressed a finger to the top of one ponderous breast, eyes sparkling as she looks up at you expectantly. A large part of you is insisting that you just stuff yourself into her right now, but you still have enough self control to know that you'd rather take some time with this.

She pouts a bit when you don't immediately glom onto her boob, but she gives a confused little coo when you reach down and place a hand on her soft little tummy. She starts to pant as you slowly run your hand up her front, pants turning into a squeal of pleasure as you drag your palm over her the shuddering little boobie that hides in the shadow over her large upper tit. You reverently pull your hand under her bosom, the sheer amount of breastflesh all but overflowing your rather large hand as Duchess's eyes go a bit glassy, the girl wrapping her delicate fingers around her other big boob. You lean in slowly, pausing right above her fat, throbbing nipple as you catch her eye. She whimpers, shuddering at the feeling of your hot breath on her straining teat.

"Daa~ady...."

Her whine of need turns into a groan when you pop her bulging nipple into your mouth, Duchess muffling her cries by stuffing as much of her other boob into her mouth as she can manage. You slide your your hands over her cute little bottom pair, tweaking her unattended buds and lightly nibbling on the nipple in your mouth until she yelps and squirms, the breast plopping out of her mouth with a heavy thud as she cums in your lap.

Duchess giggles dreamily, her puffball mind overtaxed from this introduction to the world of human pleasure. Does she think this is over? Not a chance. She gasps as you lift her up again, turning around to put her onto the bed on her hands and knees. She seemed confused for a moment, but judging by the way her curling little tail has begun to go into wag overdrive, she's not confused anymore. Duchess immediately sticks her big, taut bottom up in the air, puffy slit glistening in need as she lowers her chest to the bed, inarticulately whimpering and whining as her breasts squish out to her sides.

You take a step forward, swallowing hard as your dick tries to go so rock hard that it explodes off of your body and into the all-too-willing girl that you're keeping waiting, you dumb fucker. Duchess's noises of animal need increase as you reach out, taking hold of her rounded hips and lining the throbbing head of your cock with her sweltering folds. Her cries catch in her throat as you wordlessly sink yourself an inch into her, the girl letting out little strangled gasps as you slowly push deeper and deeper. Fucking god, she is tight, it's like she's never...okay, you're stupid. Of course she is. Even being too stupid to know it from the start, the resistance you hit when your about half way into her settles it.

"Duchess?"

The girl tries to answer through her grunts and gasps, barely managing more than a vaguely responsive noise. "Mhmph?"

"You've been a very good girl, and Daddy loves you."

The girl squeals again as you press forward and pop her cherry, a little in pain but mostly in total rapture at your praise. The path cleared down, you easily sink the rest of the way into Duchess and hold there for a moment, rewarding her with cooing praise and stroking pets down her soft side. She gives you a proud grin, tail wagging wildly as you begin to pull out of her again, the girl's eyes crossing a little as her mouth works in wordless pleasure. You hold with only your head still trapped within Duchess's dripping depths, your shaft glistening with her hot lubrication. You wait, and the instant you begin to hear a pleading noise from her you slam forward to completely fill the girl anew.

There's no holding back now, your cock essentially having taken over as you tighten your grip on Duchess's hips and thrust away at her deliciously cushioned backside. The girl just presses her face further into the bedding, humping back at you as she fingers her little under breasts and alternates between squealing and babbling about how much she loves you. You barely notice though, as the heat in your furiously churning balls pulses stronger and stronger every time you piston home and they splat against her shuddering little clit. Your knees buckle as the your climax takes you, pushing yourself as deeply into Duchess as you can and clinging to her hips for support as you blast your huge load into the depths of her all-too welcoming pussy.

You collapse to the bed when you finally release your final wad of cum, Duchess immediately curling up beside you to lazily pepper your cheek and neck with soft kisses. "Mmmm, I have the best Daddy..."

You grin exhaustedly, opening your mouth to respond when your vision is suddenly filled with excitedly swirling black and pink.

Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ "Oooooooo can I have Duchess now?!"