Why, these are just the latest three to be saved

You quickly arrange things with Lady Emira and then she sneaks back into the manor. Thanks to your directions she will 'happen to run across' Sir Galren, who is currently telling Flora and Vania about his home town and what it was like growing up. Patrick can't help with this bit, so he pulls out a sheaf of papers and starts working on a few new messages or journal entries or poems that will someday be used to prove catfolk have been living in the far north all through history. You open a scrying window for him so he gets to watch what comes next and he gives you one of his trademark grins. The idea of saddling Sir Galren with three more baby-stuffed wives is right up Patrick's alley.

After waiting several minutes to give Lady Emira enough of a head start that it doesn't look suspicious you use your powers to pick up the three freshly transformed catgirls and move all of them up to one of the small rooms you've converted into recovery rooms. With how many catgirls are coming due you decided to move more beds into some rooms, just in case four or five of them decide to go into labor at once.

Once the three catgirls are laid on the beds you send Sandra to find Doe, who will want to be there to greet the newcomers as she always does. The three catgirls start to come around and you drop the spell that prevents them from forming new memories. As they start asking the obvious questions, like "Who are you?", "Where am I?", etc. Doe and Sandra come in, with Helena and Alice in tow.

Even though Doe has answered these questions hundreds of times she never gets tired, never loses her excitement or interest. She greets these new catgirls with as much excitement and joy as she did her own sister and Helena. You give her the details you managed to extract from these women before you 'cured' them, their new names, ages and the names of their family members. This time it's a story of them coming south in the late fall and holing up during winter with some supplies. Their husband went to get food but never came back - it's possible that he caught the plague and decided to stay away from them since there was enough food for three people to survive the last few weeks of winter.

You hear an intake of breath from the door. Lessia is a very empathic woman and stories like this always put her close to tears. Doe gives you a nod and takes over with the new catgirls while you go and comfort the princess. You know she'll be alright later, but she needs someone to hold her. As it turns out she gets three people - both Helena and Alice also take her hand or put a hand on Lessia's shoulder to let her know they're here for her too. As usual, it only takes a minute for her to swing around to a more positive attitude. These three have been saved, after all. That's reason enough to celebrate.

Doe has managed to tell the newcomers most of the story about the plague, how they got here, where 'here' is, and so on, when Lady Emira enacts her part of the plan, convincing Sir Galren and the others that it's time for a snack. On the way to the kitchen they come close enough to hear the commotion, which Flora and Vania recognize. Curious about the new catgirls they grab some dried meats and cheeses and lead their new human friends to the recovery room.

Lady Emira pretends surprise, Flora brings the three new catgirls food, Sir Galren tries to both ask questions and avoid staring at the breasts these three have on display. Perhaps if all three had large A cups like Nyerra he'd be alright. But Aleksandra puts her B cups on display when she stretches. That fine white fur really doesn't hide too much. As for Skye, her small C cups are as hard to miss as her rare fur coloration.

Lessia makes things a little easier by taking the three catgirls away for a while so she can encourage them to try on some clothes. When they return both Nyerra and Skye seem quite pleased by how the clothes move on them, or perhaps they just like the colors Lessia picked. Aleksandra, on the other hand, claims the fabric catches on her fur and anyway, she just doesn't see the point.

While the three catgirls try on clothes Lady Emira gets to work on Sir Galren, talking about these new girls, how they come from the north like her, etc. Laura arrives and doesn't need to be told what's going on. She just backs everything Lady Emira is saying, pleased to throw fuel on the fire. When the new catgirls return with Lessia its already been decided that Sir Galren and Lady Emira will help to show them around.

It's almost an hour before you and Sandra are able to make excuses and head downstairs. Sandra leaps onto the couch and asks, "So? How'd it go? What are they... oh!"

This whole time the scrying window has been following behind Lady Emira, so Patrick's seen it all. He just laughs. "I don't think Sir Galren has ever had to deal with a woman like Lady Emira. And he's actually got to deal with both her and Laura."

When you get to an angle where you can see through the scrying window yourself you are rewarded with the sight of Lady Emira rubbing Aleksandra's ears while Nyerra wriggles on Sir Galren's lap. Laura is watching those two and occasionally gives Nyerra pointers as she grinds down on Sir Galren's lap. Off to one side Skye is pretending indifference, but she keeps looking back when she thinks no one is watching.

You're wondering what Lady Emira's plan is for the big, standoffish protector, but then Mercy comes into view and you realize the two of them have been sizing each other up. Aleksandra is distracted by Lady Emira, but the other two protective catgirls are circling each other, not quite sure of their positions in all this. But the situation isn't resolved by either Laura or Lady Emira. Instead Vania leads Skye over to a corner of the room and proudly shows off her four little ones. That's enough to break the tension between her and Mercy, and within a few minutes Mercy has wrapped an arm around Skye's flank and Skye has put an arm around Mercy's shoulder. Soon Skye's other hand is resting on Mercy's small baby bump and the two tough catgirls are talking quietly.

Several minutes pass, and Nyerra ends up flopped on her side in a near coma. Feeling generous you use a little tendril of magic to restore some life to Sir Galren. When 'little Galren' starts to rise again Lady Emira gives him a wolfish smile. "My dear, I am glad to see you are one of those rare men who can... rise to the occasion again and again."

Those words draw Laura's attention and she quickly whispers something in Skye's ear. Mercy lets out a hearty laugh and nudges her. Skye doesn't look too sure, but Mercy has clearly made a connection with her and she leads her over to Sir Galren. He looks a little unsure - after all he's just rocked Nyerra's world. In most other situations a cum-stuffed girl passed out on the bed next to you isn't likely to be a draw for a second woman. But these are catgirls, and as much as Skye is unsure about all this she hasn't been with a man for some time and perhaps watching Nyerra's display has left her pretty horny.

Whatever the case may be she ends up on his lap, facing him, her small C cups level with Sir Galren's face. That naughty grin appears on Laura's face and she tells Skye that holding a man's head against your chest is a fantastic feeling. Skye looks down at Sir Galren, grabs his head and pulls it against her bosom. Lady Emira says, "That probably feels like heaven, does it not?"

Sir Galren lets out a muffled but happy, "Mmm hmmm", and you see his hips move beneath Skye.

"Oh," says Skye, looking down. She adjusts her position slightly, rocks her hips experimentally, and then smiles a genuine smile at Mercy, who comes closer and whispers some pointers in her ear. You can't even see Sir Galren any more, but you can tell his face is still jammed between Skye's knockers and from the way she's moving his cock is jammed deep inside her love tunnel.

Lady Emira sits nearby, looking pleased as punch. Laura has decided to sit next to her, telling Aleksandra about her own encounters with Sir Galren's trouser snake and how much fun it can be. After all the attention Lady Emira has given her, the big snowshoe catgirl is definitely interested.

When Skye shudders and leans back with her head tilted to the ceiling she very nearly falls backwards onto the floor. Instead Sir Galren catches her, which earns him a big smile. Skye gets off him, looks at the dozing Nyerra on the bed and straightens up. She deliberately goes and leans against the wall, obviously determined to stay awake and aware. She won't drop her guard because of a good fuck. But Vania has other plans for the big valkyrie. She sidles up to her and gives Skye a big hug. Then she nuzzles against the side of Skye's breast. The big girl looks confused, but Vania just looks up at her with those big, soft green eyes and the two of them cuddle.

"I think Sir Galren requires a more permanent gift if he's going to deal with this many wives," you say, reaching out with a more complicated spell. Rather than a mere pick-me-up this is a proper transformation of his manhood. You don't give him any extra girth or length, but you give him those little tweaks that mean he really will be able to 'keep going all night', which is a kind of spell that noblemen always ask for if they have a mage's favor. Normally the spell is a bit of trouble, since the boost in hormones means that no only can you go for more and for longer but you also need to go for more and for longer. With ten wives, the oldest of which is 24, that's not going to be a problem for him.

He's surprised when his cock chooses to stand once more. After what Skye just did he's just sitting there, half out of it. But Lady Emira and Laura certainly notice and they whisper to Aleksandra. Before Sir Galren can object a big, white furred catgirl is lowering herself onto his lap and purring like crazy. The lady sits down next to him and watches as Aleksandra takes her first few experimental movements, feeling out how this new 'cock' thing feels inside her. Lady Emira gives Sir Galren a kiss and says, "Yes, you are the man I need. I want to have you, I want to know that every night you will take care of our catgirls just like this."

"Oh God!"

She hands him a small box, obviously a box with a little ring inside. "Here. Propose to me."

"Now?!?"

"Yes, now. It is only fitting."

Totally lost, Sir Galren offers the box back to her. "Lady Emira Raneck... will you marry me?"

"Yes," she says, "as long as you promise that you and I shall treat each of these catgirls as your wives and mine also. In every way that matters."

Aleksandra picks that moment to bottom out and grind on him. Eyes crossed, probably believing this is a dream, Sir Galren says, "Yes, if that is your wish... yes."

Lady Emira slips the little silver ring onto her finger, gives Aleksandra a long deep kiss and says, "We are all going to have so much fun in the north."