A Mansion Stroll with the Bitch Mother
What does it feel like to crawl on all fours through the mansion corridors you once walked on two legs without a second thought? Especially while completely naked. Of course, I wouldn't know. Right now, my skin is covered by the luxurious clothing befitting an imperial noble. If you're curious, you could always ask the two women leashed in front of me.
Right before my eyes, the two bitches—who had been human just moments ago—crawled down the hallway, their thick ass cheeks jiggling with every movement. Between their spread cheeks, tails swaying, their twitching female holes were fully exposed.
"Hehe, a walk with the young master—no, Master♡"
I didn't need to ask how Raibel felt. The beastkin maid's voice, which had enthusiastically agreed to my suggestion of a naked mansion stroll, was now an octave higher with excitement and joy.
Beside her, Isabel—who had been forced into this lewd naked performance—moved with labored steps. Her massive breasts swung like pendulums thanks to her trembling arms and legs, which shook like a newborn calf's. Raibel's chest was large too, but Isabel's breasts were in a league of their own. I even felt a twinge of envy toward Sophia and Cordelia, who had drunk the natural milk from those plump udders in their childhood.
'Well, if I want to drink it now, I still can.'
Putting the breast-gazing aside, I turned to Isabel, who was floundering awkwardly like a whale dragged onto land.
"How is it, Isabel? What's it like becoming a bitch in the mansion that was practically your own palace?"
At her stepson's voice holding her leash, Isabel's ears and tail twitched as if she really were a bitch.
She answered in a tone that made it easy to picture her frowning face.
"Do you enjoy humiliating your mother with such vulgar words?"
"The moment you were leashed, you stopped being Isabel the human and became Isabel the bitch. Call me Master, just like Raibel does."
"M-Master?"
I warned Isabel in a calm voice as she replied with an attitude that clearly showed she found the idea absurd.
"If you don't properly show your obedience to your Master... who knows? Our walk might end up at the training grounds full of soldiers instead."
"Khh..."
At the mention of the training grounds, Isabel's back muscles visibly tensed. She was clearly imagining herself surrounded by sweaty soldiers and their stinking cocks, screaming. Of course, I had no intention of lending my personal bitch Isabel's famous pussy to other men, but the warning worked. The magical tail plugged into Isabel's anus drooped downward, reflecting its wearer's mood.
"You don't want to serve those loyal soldiers exhausted from hard training with your own body, do you?"
"...No, Master."
Isabel, seemingly frightened by the image of being gangbanged by muscular men, finally called her stepson "Master." Her voice still sounded like she had a mouthful of dust, but I praised her for taking another step down the path of becoming a bitch.
"Good girl, Isabel. Then I should give you a reward, shouldn't I?"
"A reward?"
Isabel turned her head sideways, giving me an anxious look. Her eyes were filled with the certainty that any reward coming from her lewd stepson's mouth couldn't possibly be normal. And her prediction was exactly right.
I tugged the leash twice to stop both bitches, then pointed at the mansion corridor wall.
"When walking a pet dog, it's also the Master's role to provide a proper place for them to relieve themselves."
"R-Relieve themselves... You don't mean...?"
Isabel the bitch's face twisted as she muttered the word "relieve." I nodded cheerfully at the bewildered Isabel.
"That's right, Isabel. Just think of it as marking your territory. Aren't you happy I'm allowing you to mark your territory in the mansion where you used to act like the master?"
"I hate it! Of course I'm not happy! How could I do something so shameful...?"
I gently persuaded Isabel, who was shaking her head in disgust—though my words were anything but gentle.
"I'm sorry, but you don't have the right to refuse, Isabel. Choose, Isabel. Mark your territory here, or do it at the training grounds?"
"Th-That's..."
After biting her lips tightly and staying silent for a moment, Isabel lowered her head and spoke. As expected, her choice was to urinate in the mansion corridor rather than spray her juices on the training grounds while having every hole violated by soldiers.
"I'll mark my territory here, as Master wishes."
"Good, Isabel. You know the proper posture for a puppy to pee, right?"
"Y-Yes..."
Isabel lifted her right leg and rested it against the wall, her face as red as a ripe apple. Thanks to that, transparent fluids began dripping from Isabel's naturally spread pussy. Her love juices ran down her twitching thighs, creating a small stain on the floor.
While gently playing with Isabel's alluring hair that shimmered all the way to the tips with my fingers, I spoke.
"Are you getting excited at the thought of peeing in front of your Master? What an excellent bitch mindset."
"Khh... Th-Thank you, Master."
At the same time as her thanks, Isabel's lower belly began to tremble. Soon, a yellow stream starting near her pussy reached the corridor wall.
"Hah♡ I-I'm really peeing! I'm not even a dog, but I'm doing my business outside like one♡"
Isabel panted while watching her own urine soak the wall and floor.
"Haha, this is too good a scene to enjoy alone. Just watching it feels like my brain is being soaked in lewdness. Stick out your tongue, Isabel."
Isabel, aroused by the sense of immorality from humiliating her humanity, stuck out her tongue without any resistance. When I entwined my tongue with her twitching one, her legs trembled and the amount of yellow liquid gushing from her crotch increased.
Wiping the bitch's saliva from my lips, I said,
"Phew, being able to mark your territory while sucking your Master's tongue— that's the kind of happiness a bitch would want to brag about to others, right?"
"Yes♡ Isabel is happy she can pee in front of Master♡"
Isabel's tail on her butt wagged frantically like a praised puppy's. The single drops of love juice running down her thighs had now become a stream.
Watching this, Masha and Raibel were twisting their legs together. Raibel, another bitch, couldn't hold back just from watching and jumped into her beloved Master's arms.
"I want to mark my territory while kissing Arwen too♡"
Raibel, held in my arms, rubbed her excitement-hardened nipples against my chest and begged.
"Alright, spread your legs, Raibel."
Raibel leaned her back against my chest and spread her legs. Then she turned her head to face me and shot her own stream in the same direction as Isabel's.
"Mmph♡ Hnn♡"
Intense moans leaked from Raibel's lips, blocked by my tongue. At the same time, she grabbed my hand and moved it to her breasts as if asking me to touch them too.
Just as Raibel and Isabel's streams were about to subside, footsteps could be heard from the end of the corridor. Isabel, who had just finished marking her territory, also noticed the approaching presence. Her face, flushed with excitement, was instantly covered in despair.
"Hah♡ Don't come here♡"
Isabel cried out while covering her pussy hair, now dotted with transparent droplets. But despite her screams, the unknown footsteps grew steadily closer to us. When Masha asked if she should stop them from approaching, I raised my hand to indicate it was fine. The owner of the footsteps was a maid from the same mansion as Raibel.
"Ah, Young Master Arwen, and Lady Isabel? Why are the two of you together like this... Kyaaak!"
A scream of shock escaped the unknown green-haired maid's mouth—the first glorious spectator of the bitch walk. It was a perfectly normal reaction to witnessing her mistress naked on all fours and the young master holding that mistress's leash.
"Wh-Why are the two of you doing this?"
In contrast to the flustered maid, I explained the current situation in a calm voice.
"Calm down. Isabel—Mother, that is—has stepped down from her position as acting head of the family starting today."
"What? Really? But what does Lady Isabel stepping down as acting head have to do with this situation...?"
I continued speaking in a nonchalant voice to the maid who still looked suspicious.
"Mother has graciously agreed to handle my sexual needs from now on, just as she served Father Ethan—now that I'm going to become the head of the family."
"Lady Isabel is going to handle Young Master Arwen's sexual needs?"
"That's right. She's going to become my personal bitch. Isn't that right, Mother?"
"Th-That's..."
While Isabel hesitated to answer, the maid poked her own lips with her finger as if deep in thought. Then she nodded with a very refreshing voice.
"In any case, I'm glad the two of you are getting along. I'm sure Lord Ethan in heaven would be pleased too. Such a beautiful mother—"
"What?!"
Isabel's mouth fell open at the maid's response that defied common sense. It was only natural for Isabel to be stunned. She couldn't possibly imagine that this world was originally an adult game, or that the maid was being influenced by the protagonist's special traits.
Apparently, among the effects of the [Family Love] trait, the "special relationship that doesn't arouse suspicion from surroundings" also included being a bitch. Even though the mother-son relationship had changed into a bitch-master relationship, the maid in front of us reacted calmly. She only sighed while looking at the corridor that Isabel and Raibel had made a mess of.
"Sorry about that. The corridor got pretty dirty, didn't it?"
"It's fine, Young Master. Please enjoy your time with Lady Isabel. I'll clean up here."
After bowing her head in greeting, the green-haired maid suddenly turned her head as if remembering something while passing by us again.
"Wait a moment. Then what about Raibel? Why is Raibel rolling around naked in the young master's arms?"
At her fellow maid's question, Raibel's back, held in my arms, twitched. I answered in a calm voice.
"Raibel was being so stubborn about wanting to join in that I had no choice but to include her. She's always been like that, you know."
"Well, that's true. She's the kind of child who whines every day about wanting to see the young master. Then I'll be on my way now."
It was as if she was thinking, "Well, that's just how Raibel is." The maid easily accepted it in a way that was almost deflating, then disappeared down the corridor.
'Raibel, what kind of image do you have with the people around you normally?'
Raibel let out an embarrassed laugh while looking in the direction the maid had disappeared.
At that moment, Isabel, whose stunned expression still hadn't faded, cried out in disbelief.
"Th-This is impossible... What kind of magic did you use on her? Magic? Hypnosis?"
I lowered my head toward Isabel, who was looking at me with the eyes of a frightened puppy. Smiling at Isabel, whose body twitched at her son's breath reaching her nose, I said,
"I told you earlier. I'm the protagonist of this world, and I can have any woman I want. That maid simply accepted it as natural and moved on."
"How can that be..."
"Enough small talk, Isabel. Let's hurry to the first-floor dining hall. Cordelia and Sophia are waiting too."
Tugging on the leash of the still-muttering Isabel, who was in shock, I began walking. Now it was time to show my lovely younger sisters Isabel's transformed beautiful appearance.