Meal time.

The table is beautifully set with a white cloth, candles, and plates already served with food. Once Vika sits down, there are three girls around it. The first is Dalaworth of course. She's still wearing her low-cut beige top beneath a long white coat, as well as a black pencil skirt and matching heels. Of course she's gorgeous no matter what she's wearing, and he already saw her in the middle of dressing. Her smile weakens his knees, and she looks to him with fingers running down through her flowing red hair.

"Good of you to join us, Trevor," she says. "Please, take a seat."

To her right is Vika. Her skin is exotically dark, and her figure is fit. She wears two dark blue straps around her bust that lock in the middle with a golden ring, and her bottom half is covered by a matching pair of booty shorts. The daisy is no longer within her shoulder-length black hair, but her crimson gaze is locked onto the food. Drool trips down from her lip and she wipes it with the back of her hand.

The one at Dalaworth's left is not cat girl he expected to see. Instead it's a someone he's yet to meet. Her hair is bright gold and flows down past her shoulders like a sunlit waterfall. Her eyes are a deep ocean blue, and she wears clothes to match. It's a kimono trimmed with white and decorated with flowers, but she certainly doesn't wear it properly. It hangs down one of her shoulders dangerously low. While her bust is more modest--not as large as Dalaworth's--the tease of her skin doesn't do well for Trevor's current state. Though what sticks out just as much is a set of nine tails each tipped with white, and two fox-like ears atop her head coloured the same.

Trevor takes the only remaining seat, pulls it out, and sits down. "Thank you... This is a lot to take in. I don't know if I've done anything to deserve such generosity."

"Oh don't fret, my dear. This is nothing. And you'll be staying with us for quite some time I imagine, so it's best everybody is properly introduced to you, don't you think so?" She stands up from her seat and clinks a fork against her glass of wine. "Therefore, I would like to formally introduce Trevor Tanner, a squire serving under the lordship of Sir Badrof Milgard. He'll be serving under me now for the time being, learning about the art of alchemy among other things."

"Then I guess I'm the only one you haven't met," says the fox. "My name is Yukiko, but feel free to call me Yuki. Quite a cute squire you've found, my lady. I hope you'll let me play with him too."

Wh-Why do they all talk like that? It's really hard to focus...

"Can we eat yet?" Vika asks.

"Not until Sabri joins us... unless she's fallen asleep. Then we'll have to eat without her."

"I'm so sorry!" comes a voice. The girl from earlier comes running in--the short catfolk with neck-length purple hair. Her tail sways from side to side as she hurries over as quickly as she can move, but she's still dressed in nothing but a loose white nightgown. Spaghetti straps over her shoulders keep drifting down, nearly causing a wardrobe malfunction several times over. "I made it, m'lady."

"Oh Sabri. You didn't even get dressed." Dalaworth rolls her eyes. "Either way, just find a seat and we can eat."

She looks around for a moment. "But... there aren't any left."

Yuki speaks up with a smile drawn across her face. "Just sit on Trevor's lap."

Sabri giggles. "Okay!"

"W-Wait!" Trevor mutters out, but it's too late.

The barely-dressed girl sits right down on his legs. She wiggles to get comfortable, grinding her rear against his bulge. He glances down to see that her nightgown is up, meaning it's her bare ass touching the front of his trousers. All the pent-up excitement from before starts flooding back quickly. The way the girls speak, the way they dress--it's all so tantalizing. It's nothing like he's dealt with before. And now with her on his lap, his cock is already rising up again. It strains against the fabric of his pants as she continues to move around against his groin.

Trevor groans. "You don't have other seats in the house?" he asks.

"It's time to eat, everyone." Dalaworth lifts her utensils. It seems that she didn't hear him. "Welcome to our home, Trevor. I do hope you enjoy yourself here. It seems that the girls have already taken a liking to you. Something tells me you won't have a lot of alone time during your stay. I hope that's all right."

What a dumb mental image she put into my head! Now I can't stop thinking about it... Oh man is it accurate though. I'm already filling up again. I don't know how much more I can take. If I need to live here, and this is going to happen all the time, can my body take it?

"How am I supposed to eat like this?" he asks.

Vika lets out a deep sigh. "All done."

"Already? Wow!" Sabri exclaims, bouncing up and down against him.

"Hold up. I've got an idea." She comes around the table and lifts Trevor's plate. Then she walks beside him, bends over, and offers it out to him. She sticks a fork into one of the pieces of meat and holds it out in front his lips. "I'll just have to feed ya."

His eyes widen as he takes in her cleavage hanging right in front of him. Sabri tries to turn, but it only grinds harder against his cock. "I can f-feed myself, just let me--mmm!" The food is pushed right into his mouth.

I can't even get a word in. This is bad. I can't move either, and the more she grinds up against me, the closer I get. If I make a mess of myself here, she'll not only feel it, but the entire household is here to witness it!

There's no way to hide the strain on his face. He's trying everything to hold back his feelings. But when he speaks, Vika puts more food into his mouth, and he doesn't exactly know what to say either.

"I didn't even think, but I hope this is comfortable for Trevor," Sabri says.

It's not!

Yuki looks to him, and then to her before grinning. "I have a feeling he enjoys it. Though, I have an idea of what would make it even more comfortable for him if you'd like to hear it."

"Oh yes!"

"Just wiggle your hips a bit."

"Like this?" She shifts her bum around against his straining erection.

Noo! Not like that! He nearly chokes on his food trying to protest. "W-Wait! Please, don't do that. It uh... It hurts me."

"It does?" Sabri frowns. She turns an eye back to him, and one of her straps falls loose down her arm. Her gown starts sinking.

"Ah. You see, you need to wiggle more slowly," Yuki suggests.

"Like this~?" Her hips now gyrate sensually and slowly against him.

This is... too... much!

His eyes look to Yuki. She's watching with excitement. Does she know? Is she doing this on purpose?!

Then he looks to the other side to see Vika's breasts still in his face.

"Yeah. Just like that," Yuki says. "Mmm."

It's... leaking out... I'm about to...!

"All right. That's enough," says Dalaworth. "The poor boy just wants to eat his meal. Perhaps I'd be more inclined to let you continue if you actually got dressed beforehand, Sabri."

The catfolk stops just in time. "Sorry, m'lady..." With a frown, she climbs off his lap and pulls up the strap of her gown. "But where do I sit?"

"I have a feeling you should be asking Yuki."

"Me?" the fox asks. "You think that I moved the chair away so that she would have no other option than to sit on his lap? I would never do such a thing. But if I did, I would have put the chair just a room over."

"Can you be a dear and get it for yourself?" Dalaworth asks. "Sabri my dear."

The cat nods and hurries back out of the room. As she returns with the seat, Vika places the plate back down in front of you. Though as she watches what's happening, she begins to eat it herself.

Trevor holds his groin in misery. "Uhm... Excuse me, but that's my food I think," he mutters.

Vika looks down. Sauce from the piece of meat drips down and lands on her breasts. "Oops. Sorry. I almost forgot." She drags her finger along her cleavage and then licks it off the tip. One more time, she reaches out and plops the meat into your mouth. Then she returns the fork to the plate. "I stopped paying attention and my natural urges came out. I love devouring a big piece of meat."

"I bet you do," whispers Yuki.