From whore to baker

Your life with Obbo begins in absolute servitude. Each morning you wake and tend to his needs by fixing a breakfast. After he has eaten he normally needs the lavatory, although as often as not he pushes his chair back from the table and lifts his night shirt above his waist to expose his cock nesting in the hair between his legs.

This becomes a familiar signal for you to drop to your knees at his feet and begin licking and stroking his fat prick. When it grows hard enough you slide it between your full lips and bob up and down until you are rewarded with a salty mouthful of Obbo's spunk. He is demanding in this way and others, but he is never rough with you.

Once Obbo has been pleased you depart for your work at the Maiden's Thigh. From the early afternoon until late into the night you spend your time on display or pleasuring the customers of the cheap and shoddy brothel. There is no doubt you are the comeliest girl on display, so buxom and fine as to rarely go without work. In the afternoons you are paid three silvers per prick you satisfy in the common area and there is no shortage of customers once word has spread of your beauty. Even among these thrifty customers you have your regulars.

There is Sorrith, the disgraced elf noble, who works at the tin smith and spends his coins with you. He enjoys degrading you, making you beg for his cock, and fucking your ass from behind. You don't mind, his prick is small enough that it rarely causes any pain and he always withdraws and demands you take his cum in your mouth. You look up at him and make a show of moaning and tugging at your nipples as he thrusts his spurting prick between your lips. When he has finished he always asks to see the mouthful of cum he has given you and then he demands you drink it down.

Gorso and Murko, two human brothers, take turns every other day of the week. They look so much the same that when you are riding one, your breasts flopping up and down with each roll of your hips, you have to strain to remember who you are with. Their cocks are big and please you and they are two of the only customers that always give you an orgasm. In time you even allow them to cum inside you, savoring the feel of their cocks erupting into your fertile womb as you ride their muscular hips or push your ass back against them.

Obbo visits quite frequently, spending your money without you ever even seeing it earned. While you're busy with an orc bodyguard's warty green meatpole in your mouth your master is off with two of the girls in a private chamber. You do not mind. If he exhausts himself at the Maiden's Thigh that usually means more time to relax when you return to the stack house.

Eventually Obbo even promises you a future beyond the brothel. He tells you that if you can earn enough and save enough he will use the coins to buy a bakery and you can work there for him making bread. When he tells you this you shower him with hugs and kisses and then passionately ride his cock until he cums inside you. As he is panting and smiling with orgasm beneath you you make him promise to be true to his word. He promises and you leap from his softening cock and fill your mouth, licking up his cum and sucking until he gives you another load.

You are more enthusiastic than ever in your work at the Maiden's Thigh and soon you graduate to working the private rooms for higher-paying customers. Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, gnomes, and halflings all have their way with you, but there are even more exotic customers on some nights. These nights Korril books you, her most beautiful and talented whore, to service her exclusive high-end customers.

A young and beautiful elven princess rides you like a horse and then watches as a ridiculously well-muscled orc **** fucks you hard with his immense green prick. She fingers her pink pussy on a pile of exotic furs and moans with ecstasy when the orc pulls its juicy cock from between your thighs. She bids you to turn around and you are nearly drowned in the orc's putrid cum. It covers your face and fills the valley between your big breasts. At the urging of the princess you open your mouth wide and allow the orc's hot spunk to overlflow your lips.

When the orc has finished showering your face and breasts the princess dismisses him from the chamber, then slowly begins licking the cum from your body. Before the night has ended you taste her honeyed slit and feel her thighs around your head as she orgasms again and again.

Your wizard friend attends you at least once a month, sometimes at the Maiden's Thigh and sometimes with you visiting him in his tower. He practices magics on you. Some nights he casts spells that grow his cock to impossible sizes and delights as you attempt to cram it into your mouth or cunt. Other nights he transforms himself into a handsome man, elf, or even beast. He never truly harms you, but some encounters test your courage.

One night he turns himself into a minotaur with a cock nearly big enough to split you down the middle. Only the wizard's magic allows you to take the whole throbbing spear into your cunt, but that same magic makes you cum harder than you ever have. You collapse with ecstasy when the minotaur wizard pumps his massive load into your aching hole. When he has finished the spunk gushes out of your stretched slit and you are left in a gooey puddle.

To be honest, your favorite customer is a gnome merchant named Keexor. The randy little gnome is bald and plump and he has a small and very fat cock that does not go deep, but rubs nicely against your clit. He likes you to dance for him and to hold him in your arms while he licks and sucks your nipples. He enjoys standing before or behind you and using his agile tongue on your clit or your tight asshole. You let him cum as he pleases and every visit his does so several times, preferring to unload into your clenching ass or your sucking mouth. He is quite happy to cum inside your pussy as well with you laying beneath him so he can suck your nipples and squirt his spunk deep into your cunt.

Pleasing these and many other customers allows you in time to save enough money for Obbo to buy a bake shop in the merchant district. It is a narrowly-afforded thing and part of the deal includes you servicing the ugly old landlord once per week. That old lech likes to visit your bake shop and push up your skirt while you work the dough with your hands.

More than once Obbo catches him stroking his prick while he squeezes your ass and your fat master does nothing but watch. Sometimes the landlord takes you right there and fucks you bent over the baker's table, your big breasts ending up covered in flour and your ass glazed with his salty cream. Other times he takes you into the larder and pushes you onto your back, fills your mouth with his tongue and your cunt with his cock until he bastes your inner walls with another load of spunk.

It is all fine to you, just part of the routine as you make each day's sweet pastries and breads. One side effect of your work at the bakery is that you grow increasingly soft-bodied. Your hips spread and your ass becomes plump and generous. Your breasts swell and you even grow a bit of a double chin. Neither Obbo nor the landlord seem to mind much.

You increasingly find yourself with the landlord as your only lover and Obbo becomes more distant, spending his days in the taverns or brothels. You become very popular in the neighborhood for your sweet breads and mince pies and all of the men love to come in and flirt with you. On Mondays it's the milk man and Tuesdays it's the butcher. Thursdays you wear a corset and a very low top to show off your breasts to the paper man who brings your papers and boxes. He is closer to your age than your master or the old landlord and he is quite handsome, with a fit body and shoulder-length brown hair.

After several months of flirting with the paper man you finally ask him into the back to help you with a stack of boxes. You stand between him and the boxes above your head and as he reaches up to get the boxes down from a high shelf you drop to a squat and before he can say anything you open his trousers and pull out his prick. It is warm and soft in your hand and you guide it to your ruby lips. The paper man is surprised, but soon he relaxes and rests his hands on your shoulders as you give him a slow and very wet sucking.

On display are all of your skills learned from the Maiden's Thigh; twisting stroke of the lips and hand, the flicking and swirling of your tongue, and the throat-stretching kiss to his balls as you impale your mouth on his entire length. He moans and thanks the gods and after only a few short minutes his cock throbs between your lips and your mouth is filled with the warm and salty spunk that surges from his balls. You suck every drop from his prick before looking up at him and swallowing his cum.

You never leave Obbo. Over the years you stay his **** and work in his shop, but your heart and most of your free time belongs to Vorgus, the paper man. He is a tender and skilled lover and he brings you gifts and treats. You never fail to satisfy him and he you. The pawing landlord eventually dies and his wife never demands the same sort of attention. It is not quite happily ever after, but it is a better life than you could have imagined all those years ago when you surrendered yourself to the humans.