A Game of No Hands Chapter 55

Tina made her way down stairs breathing in deeply through mouth and out her nose in the effort to flush Angelica’s scent out of her brain. Her cocks strained at the silken fabric that struggled to contain them. Another minute in that room and she would have caved to Angelica’s demands. That little performance had nearly undone her own willpower. If Steph and Stella hadn’t sucked her absolutely dry earlier she would have succumbed and the guests might have walked in on a orgy. That wouldn’t do.

Vague plans eddied around her mind, nothing had entirely gelled yet but she knew what she wanted at a minimum, to continue sleeping with her maids curled in one pair of arms while the cuddling her pet sphinx with the other. Beyond that core, she wanted a territory, a kingdom where she was supreme. She and Steve had never owned their residence, that had to change. The manor itself, with all its magic and secrets would serve that ideal. However, if the Jackalope’s terms were too onerous, then she’d have to throw herself into wealth acquisition, she could do that but it would be a lot of work. Start the Yeen Queen Stream and see if that worked. Failing that, she’d be a pretty intimidating body guard or something. She’d figure it out, it was her responsibility, after all Stella had literally told her to wear the pants in the family.

The right Boon would make it easier. Have one out of ten eggs Angelica laid be full of diamonds? Or make herself into a literal dragon. Maybe get a collar that would put anyone into pet mode like Angelica had been? A scent that made all humans recognize her as royalty? No that would be too coercive. How about a nose that allowed her to smell anyone’s hidden desires? Then she could mold more like she had Stella, although really once Steph had appeared, she’d done the majority of the prodding. Oooh yes, if she could smell desires and Angelica could learn magic. Then she’d be a Queen with a pet Sphinx Witch.

Thinking about these possibilities allowed her to calm her erection by the time she’d reached the door. She flung it open and smiled at the figure waiting on the porch.

“Allo there! Afraid you’re a bit early but please come in.” She schooled her surprise but not her hair’s hissing when she found herself having to look up. A green skinned troll clad in chef whites and a footlong nose smirked. Tina had never seen one in person before, gangly and angular, his scent a confusing combination of swamp muck and pastry.

“Izz asure ya madam that Chef Bonecruncher iz not early. If any thang Izz is late but youz lucky Izz here tat all with threes hours notize. Not to worrriz zo. Izz got me emergeniez menu.” He said.

“Menu?” Tina blinked, then giggle snorted, “The Jackalope must have ordered catering. Come in.”

“Was a weird message to get after so long but the contract holds annutder four years. Zo here we are. Little more notice next time pleazethankuverymuch.” He said stepping inside.

“We will of course endeavor to provide a reasonable notice next time. Its an unexpected occasion.” Tina’s voice flowed along the lines of the royal speech, she no longer felt compelled to use it, but the pathways still lay plain in her mind.

He grunted acknowledgement, then let out a shrill whistle back at the drive way where a white van was parked. “Chop chop boyz! Get a movez on.”

“Yes boss!” A chorus of voices as the van’s side door rolled open. Three goblins leapt out and began unloading plastic bins onto a dolly.

Chef Bonecruncher sniffed and narrowed his bulbous eyes as they stepped out of the doorway, “You issa guest of the manor? Why you meeting me? Where’s izz the Steward.”

Tina chuckled a high pitch, “Nak-nak-nak. It is complicated.”

“Ahzzz. Say no more. Izz just here to feed ya. Chef Bonecruncher very done with poolitics wezzer de be human or troll.” He looked about to leave when twin voices called from the top of the Foyer stairway.

“Hello! Welcome to the Elfford estate.” Steph and Stella came rushing down the stairs and bouncing down into a deep curtsy in front of the troll.

Tina made introductions.

“Pleazed to meet ya.” Chef Bone Cruncher offered his long fingered hand, which the maid pumped enthusiastically.

“The pleasure is ours. Would you like us to suck your cock?” They asked with beamingly bright eyes.

The question hung in the air long enough for Stella’s eyes widen and the interior of her ears to turn red.

“Huh!” The troll befuddlement broke into a jagged grin as he laugh. “Huh huh huh. Right izz the Elfford manor. Sorry ladiez Izz working now but maybe laterz.”

“Sure!” Steph gave a flirtatious wink while Stella’s face remained deer in headlights until the troll left to help unload the van.

Tina snaked an arm around them before they could run off. “Getting hungry girls?”

“A little.” Stella squeaked into her paw. “Are we going to ask everyone we meet if they’ll… feed us?”

“Yeah!” Steph barked, “Too bad he said no, smelled like he had a big one!”

“Meeeerrwwwuu.” Stella’s cry of embracement was the cutest sound that ever exited out of Tina’s husband. She couldn’t resist patting her on the head.

“Don’t you worry Stella,” Tina said, “That was just the caterer but the guest will be coming soon. We can all stay in the foyer and greet each one as they come in. I’m sure one of them will be happy to give you a snack.”

She raised her head toward Angelica, who’d been watching from the mezzanine. “Do you think that's fair pet?”

“It purrect.” Angelica settled down and started to groom the back of her hand. “They’ve only got the cumvore modifier for a few hours, better get some solid entertainment out of it.”

Stella whimpered, her ears felt like they might explode.

Chef Bonecruncher smiled at them every time he passed with an armful of food. Each time Stella's ears attempted to melt off her head as she relived those words leaping automatically from her mouth.

“What’s got you so flustered, sister?” Steph teased once the caterer had stopped unloading and moved the van to a parking lot nearer to the gate.

“Its… so forward. We don’t know him.” Stella whisper back.

“We didn’t know Tony either.” Steph giggled, “How’s this different?”

“Tony was hot.” Stella said, and her blushed deepened.

“Bonecruncher’s pretty handsome for a troll. I bet he’s got a cock bigger than the Mistress’s maybe combined. He smelled delicious.” Steph cheek nudged her sister.

“Steffy. Stop it.” Stella whined as their stomach gurgled. Not being able to run away from her sister, she huddled them closer to Tina’s side. Their queen held them with a paw hand wrapped around their hip. Preventing them from running even if both of them wanted too.

Angelica sat on their other side with a feline air of indifference, her tail loosely curled around their ankles. Both she and Tina barely concealed their eagerness to watch the maids humiliate themselves. That made it better for Stella, knowing they’d enjoy watching excited her more. However the anticipation was a crushing hot boulder that grew heavier every second she dwelled on it.

“Oooh I recognize that car,” Tina said. Of the four of them, she had the window view. “I think it's the Pizza boy!”

“Tony came?” Stella's voice swelled with hope and Steph howled as their heart thumped in their chest. They’d never called like they said they would, Stella had been worried that they’d been angry with them once the euphoria had worn off.

“There’s the vixen, and they brought a guest. Wait, where’d that statue come from? Oh its… taking the keys? Apparently, the fountain satyrs can double as valets. That would have been good to know earlier. Here they come. They look good.” Tina narrated and went to the door.

Stella licked a paw and smoothed her whiskers.

“Welcome to the Elfford Estate. Hehenak!” Tina said on throwing open the door. “Thank you for joining us to witness the finale of our game. I’m Mistress Tina. We met briefly before. Hehe.”

Tony and another woman stood staring deer in headlights at Tina. They wore near identical sequined sheath dresses, Tony’s golden contrasting with her girlfriend’s starry silver. Tony remained a glorious fox woman, her long red tails swishing behind her.

The girl friend, a curvy blond with a razor cut bob, recovered first, flashing a wide smile. “How can you say no to an invite that appears out of thin air and insists it's important?”

“Not that I’d ever pass up the opportunity to visit this place again.” Tony gave themself a small shake and captured their girlfriend’s arm, who gave them a sharp look.

Tina gestured for them to enter, and they walked past her. Tony’s ears perked when their eyes fell on the maids.

Unable to contain themselves, Steph and Stella bounded forward with a bark and meow, wrapping Tony in a hug.

“Its so good to see you!” They exclaimed after delivering a lick to each of their cheeks as the question burst from both their lips. “Would you like us to suck your cock?”

Still contained in their arms, Tony flinched in surprised. Then yipped with laughter and it redoubled at their partner’s jaw drop.

“I told you they were forward, Jess.” Tony said.

“Sorry, its a compulsion at the moment.” Stella apologized, struggling briefly with Steph to release them.

“Yeah, it makes us love cock even more than we usually do.” Steph said, sniffing at Tony and both maids felt their mouths start to water. “Please, we could use a snack.”

“Huh, sure.” Tony said with a nervous lick of her lips.

“What?! Tony!” Jess exclaimed.

“Actually,” Tony gulped as she reached to hike up her dress. “Could you do a touch up? Yesterday the clothing enchantment wore off, so I had to borrow the dress and well, the boys are coming back.” The hem of the dress rose like a curtain, revealing their larger but still small cock poking out of their panties and the swollen labia lips that drooped, halfway into becoming a sac.

Cock! The concept blasted out any other thought in Stella’s head. They flung themselves down to their knees, ripped the panties down to Tony’s knees and inhaled both Tony’s cock and pussy lips into her muzzle.

“Ooooh! Yiiiii!” Tony grabbed hold of Stella’s head and shoved their hips against her lips.

Steph growled at her sister and pushed between Tony’s legs before launching her tongue up into the vixen’s narrow slit. Tony screamed as the tentacle tongue filled her entirely.

The little cock spewed once, Stella swallowed the sweet candy like cum. Wanting more, teased the swollen lips with her tongue, found the little nuts hidden inside and gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Yi ay gawd!” Tony convulsed with a fresh orgasm that wrung a few more drops of cum from their little dick. It tasted of Tony’s pleasure and happiness. Steph and Stella grabbed their hips, preventing them from falling.

Tony tasted empty now, so Steph released the cock with a sultry mew.

“We’d be happy to… touch you up after the show, or you can try doing it yourself with the fruit on the table.” Steph said, there hadn’t been much cum, but it put a dent in the craving.

“Thaaaaanks” Tony panted, cupped their breasts as Steph slowly reeled her tongue out of the vixen.

Jess watched Tony give a final shiver, utterly gobsmacked, jaw hanging open, fists clenched. Stella worried she might take a swing.

“Easy there.” Angelica stepped between Jess and Tony, raising a wing to completely separate them. “Did Tony not tell you what sort of party this is? Are you alright?”

The woman’s face cycled through several variations of anger before she took a deep breath and released her fists. Her eyes roamed Angelica’s body before she spoke. “He-they did, but… right in front of me?”

Angelica curled one wing around her and purred, “That kinda the point hon. Are you okay with that? If it's too much let me call you a cab.”

“No…” She paused, “Its fine, just wasn’t ready for both that and,” Her eyes fell on Tony who busied themselves resettling their dress, “A touch up? You said this was very temporary, Tony.”

Their two tails curl around their body so she could hug them to their chest and partially hide her muzzle in the fluff. “It is temporary. And with your sister being my size, what the harm in going another week or two? Not like it's been a bad week…” Her eyes flicked up, hitting Jess with a sulky cuteness that snuffed out the last traces of Jess’s anger.

“You and your friggin eyes should be illegal.” Jess grumbled, allowing Tony to take her hand and guide her into the manor.

“Follow the ribbons to the Ballroom.” Angelica called after them, then once they were out of ear shot she chuckled. “Poor dear’s in for quite an evening.”

“Good job mommy cat!” Steph giggled, echoing Stella own thought.

Angelica’s ears flicked, and she gave a rumble of embarrassment. “Mew was just being mewcerned.”

Tina tittered her high hyena laugh. “Course you were Princess. You were a very good kitty.”

“Merf mew Mewstress.” Angelica grumbled as she settled on the floor to engross herself in grooming a rear leg. Stella smiled to herself, Angelica no longer bore the pet card but when embarrassed she apparently lapsed back into it, or was playing it up. Did that mean that Tina was still kinda programmable if you got her in the right mood?

She didn’t have much time to ponder this before a new batch of guests arrived. The four of them resumed their reception line. They were a group of elves and elderly humans that expressed nostalgia about being back at the Elfford estate. Their jovial leader interrogated Tina thoroughly about the circumstances that led them to the occupy the manor. Stella and Steph had never heard of a pot belled elf before but there was something about the man that made them ravenous. His eyes lit up when she mentioned the Jackalope.

“A wild spell-ling! Oh ho! Ah Tipper, I told you to be careful with those self-fueling enchantments.” He actually hugged Tina and scratch the chin of several snakes before moving on to Angelica.

He charmed her as well, complimenting on her wings and jewelry until she allowed him to stroke her ears.

Stella and Steph couldn’t even smile at him before they belted out, “May we please suck your cock sir?!”

“Hrmmm.” His eyes took them in, his joviality turning to stern judgment. “Beg for it. Beg for the cock of Kris Kringle.”

Dropping to their knees Steph howled and Stella mewed. “Please sir! Feed us your cock! We are so hungry. We need it.”

“I thought maids were supposed to be clean. Not naughty sluts who beg for a stranger's man meat in their mouths. Tell me what you are.”

Stella joined Steph in needy panting as her skin heated to the point she feared her fur might combust. The man’s humiliating words were somehow making them wet in addition to hungry.

“We are the dirtiest of maids, sir. We are absolutely depraved and take joy in the messes we make. We are not worth of your cock sir, but please gift it to us!”

“I do like giving gifts and since the missus decided not to come. Hohoho.” He unzipped his pants and they fell upon it like a pair of ravenous beasts.

“Share.” He commanded, and they immediately obeyed. He gifted them each with a swallow of peppermint-flavored spunk. Barely grunting as he came. The elves behind him followed suit, each one taking them up on their offer.

Despite servicing nearly ten elves, Steph and Stella’s stomach howled like a bottomless pit afterward. Then Auntie Willow came through the door with three members of her coven. She wore a black dress on her tiny frame. It contrasted with the purple of her fur. Stella thanked the gods that their magical accident hadn’t given her a cock just the huge tail and tiny wings. Once Auntie finished making out with Angelica. They got to have a nice little conversation until the sole male member of the coven got too close.

She watched Stella suck the man’s cock with far too much interest, taunting the man afterward, “Thought you weren’t into animal augs Gerard.”

It took a centaur to finally fill them to the point of satiation, leaving their stomach swollen and warm. Even Steph had gone quiet, sighing contentedly.

The Jackalope appeared as they slumped against the wall as Stella marveled how she hadn’t cooked inside their smoldering skin. “That’s the last of the guests. Enough pigging out on the O’d'oeuvres puppy cat. Time for main course.” He giggled and dashed off down the hall toward the ballroom.

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