Content warning: Futa/male
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There was an undeniable spring in Belor's step as his mansion slowly came into sight. A familiar happiness was blossoming in his heart the closer he got back to his home, and it was not the building itself that brought him so much delightful anticipation.
"You have been bouncing like a young buck in love since we got up this morning, sweetheart." The pretty wrinkles in Tatjana's face grew deeper as she couldn't help herself but smile at her master's cheerfulness. "Those ladies of yours must be quite special. You nearly talked my ears off in the last few days about them."
A slightly embarrassed blush rested on the lithe man's face, and he scratched the back of his head when he looked back at the old lady. Since they departed from the tribe, his excitement had only grown. "They really are. I got quite lucky when I found them. I can't wait to introduce them to you and, of course, you as well, Intara."
The mature morph returned his smile as they got closer to the building. Little had changed since the vampire left his home, and the walls greeted them with their cold exterior. The grand manor never looked inviting, but that was the point of it after all. As a vampire, there was no need for unannounced visitors.
After a few more steps, the owner of the estate entered into the outer area and took in the all-too-familiar sight. The courtyard was mostly abandoned beside the flourishing garden, which was currently being worked on by the slender figure of Alftrid and the more curvy form of Chenna.
It took a few seconds for the two, but after a yelp of delight, the tomboy was already charging at her master. Once that short distance was defeated, she threw herself into his waiting arms and embraced his enchanting body with a face of devotion and happiness. "Master, you have finally returned."
Before Belor could even answer, the excited woman sealed his lips with an eager kiss that wasn't missing any tongue. For a few long seconds, the vampire simply made out with his servant. The love and loyalty in this kiss was almost tasteable, and only the knowledge that there was plenty more kissing to do today made him pull away from her.
Alftrid was breathing heavily after their lips separated and enjoyed his embracing arms. Her slender, tight form pressed into his, and the growing lust in her loins couldn't be missed. Uncaring about being watched, the tomboy began grinding her shaft against his thigh with need.
"Soon, darling, I will give all of you plenty of attention. You are not the only one here that needs my arms." The vampire's gaze rested on Chenna, who was waiting for her turn with a blush on her face.
Reluctantly, Alftrid let go of him only for the sinful form of the curvy servant to take her place. Her hugging was more assertive, just as her kiss. Both the maid and her master moaned into each other's mouth while sharing love and spit. Instinctively, Belor's finger grasped the yielding flesh of the small woman's hefty behind and pulled her closer.
With inhuman strength, he lifted Chenna up while not missing a second of her exploring tongue. Finally their lips parted, but the moment of lust did not. The vampire buried his face in those amazing soft tits and earned a feminine giggle from his servant. Her girthy shaft rubbed against his hard stomach already leaking arousal. "You are always so hungry for my fat tits, master."
The only thing she got as an answer was a gentle bite on her nipple, which caused a pleased gasp from her. Belor could spend the rest of the day, maybe even the rest of his days, kissing and sucking on those wonderful breasts, but after getting his fill, he eventually put Chenna down again.
"I understand what you mean, honey. They are quite special." Tatjana's voice from the back interrupted the lustful greeting, and the young man turned around to her with an apologetic smile. The old lady had a teasing grin on her face.
"My apologies, my dear. Darlings, those are Tatjana and Intara." Belor took a step back to let them greet each other. "Tatjana will be joining you as my servant, and Intara is here as an ambassador from the nearby morph tribe. I think you will get along just fine."
In direct comparison, the witch and the tomboy had the same body type, just like the shaman and the curvy servant. The vampire took this moment to smother his growing lust at least a tiny bit before the beast could take over completely. After some hearty embraces and introductions, the ladies separated again.
"I must say, our master has impeccable taste. You two are gorgeous." Alftrid gave the two newcomers a smile, which actually made the old lady blush. Intara just nodded at the compliment and continued chatting happily with Chenna. The two small, curvy ladies bounced off each other quite well.
Tatjana looked over at her grinning master and shook her head with a chuckle. "If all of your servants are like this, I will be blushing for the next few days, but I have to return the compliment." Despite her slight embarrassment, the aged beauty smiled at the tomboy.
"I did get fairly lucky with Tatjana here. The looks are not the only thing that you are going to enjoy, Alftrid. She is also a trained herbalist. Intara probably also knows a thing or two about the matter." The slender woman's features lit up with delight at her master's words. "Why don't you show them your garden while I take care of your sister and friends?"
The excited servant gave him a slight bow before leading the newcomers towards the garden area. Belor continued his way into the mansion with quick steps and felt that intimate connection wash over him. Once more he was home.
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"Can you take care of that part of the room, Kyra?" Laura motioned towards the younger woman to clean around the corner while using her own mop. The youth just nodded towards the tall lady and moved over. Diligently she worked on the floor, getting rid of the dust that had settled there over the century of neglect. Just a few more rooms, and every part of the mansion would be cleaned from the tooth of time.
Suddenly she felt a wave of energy wash over her, and a familiar tingling went through her youthful form. The hair on her neck stood on end as she stopped her motion.
Immediately she felt a lithe figure embracing her from behind, and she knew exactly who it was. His hands wrapped around her gorgeous body and stopped their exploration when they found those beautiful breasts. With soft gropes and gentle kisses on her neck, the young vampire tasted his servant.
