I wake up with a small yawn and gently stretch myself to not rouse the women sleeping around or on me. If my memory serves me right, I've fallen asleep amongst quite the body count and with a certain Catkin on my chest.
But, the moment I begin moving my arms, a sudden realization dawns on me. It's slightly harder to breathe, yet, in a different way than I remember from the previous night. Instead of having my chest pressed down by my adorable catgirl using me as her pillow, it's more like my body is doing the pressing.
Additionally, I begin to notice an extremely comfortable and pleasant texture coming in contact with my skin over my whole front. It's almost as if I'm lying belly-down on a soft and fluffy rug, emanating some comfy warmth too.
And, one of my hands seems to be grabbing onto something of a similar, furry texture, but much squishier and more flexible. I brush my fingers over the silky smooth threads, enjoying the sensation until I run into a much harder protrusion. Its shape and stiffness instantly bring an image of a certain thing into my mind and I slowly lift my eyelids.
Now... I have no fucking idea how, but... I somehow ended up on top of Vii, judging by the bronze hues of fur covering an impressive breast positioned right in front of my face. Not only had I climbed onto her during the night but even snuggly placed my head in the middle of her incredible Valley of Dreams. This explains the blissful, furry texture tickling my whole body.
But, there's one thing that's missing. I can perfectly perceive my fingers squeeze what clearly feels like a certain marshmallowy body part, covered in delicate fur too. Yet, what the palm senses, the eyes cannot see. The impressive mountain towering over my face doesn't quiver even a little while I trail my fingers around, besides the rhythmic movement of up and down alongside Vii's calm breathing.
Then, I hear a chuckle and another body rises into my field of vision from behind the light-cream peak, presenting me with a view of the blue-grey-furred Zehra, lying on her side and lifting herself up a little by using her elbows.
I instantly spot my hand attached to her breast, slightly smaller than Vii's but equally amazing. My eyes wander over her exquisite body from top to bottom for a few seconds, just taking in the sights of the nude, furry, athletic beauty, until our gazes finally meet.
Zehra's short sharp canine snout breaks into a smirk. "Does my breast please you, Alpha?"
I chuckle involuntarily, causing my head to bounce lightly on Vii's chest. "Sorry. I got a little confused. Apologies if I woke you up." I attempt an apologetic nod while retracting my hand.
She shakes her head, keeping up the smile. "You do not need to apologize. We've been up for some time already."
"We?"
A hand gently rests on my head and someone's tender fingers start softly brushing through my hair. I lift my gaze up and find Vii looking down at me with a warm smile.
"Did you have a pleasant night, Alpha?" she asks.
"There's no way I wouldn't when resting in your cosy embrace."
I release a dreamy sigh and raise myself to the elbows too, which gives me a good look over Vii's body lying under me. Especially her hefty rack that housed my face just moments ago.
"I hope I wasn't heavy. I have no idea when or how I got here. I must have been subconsciously drawn to your exquisite fur."
Vii shakes her head and her smile grows a little wider. "I'm happy to hear that. It wasn't uncomfortable for me. I enjoyed your warm skin on my stomach and your gentle breath on my breast, Alpha."
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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
FantasyAlastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he...