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When Felix applied for a job as house-staff at the enormous Lasseter estate he did not expect to be interviewed by a feline maid. Even more, he did not expect that to get the job he would have to wear a magical costume and become an animal-maid himself? But for 200k a year he could he really refuse?

Still, things only get worse for our poor hero, now heroine as he discovers that his new colleagues are more than a little sexually aggressive and that the head maid, a tabby cat called Silver seems to take great pleasure in teasing him.

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This is chapter 2 of 4. These are not 4 stand-alone stories and they need to be read in order. If you have not read chapter 1 please start there: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1150251

This is a short chapter at only 5600 words. Chapters 3 and 4 are both around 8000. Chapter 3 is likely to be released on Wednesday.

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She backed off for a few moments and allowed me to breathe. She had messed up my uniform a little but I knew just how to fix it and so did. How to deal with the fact that my heart was beating rapidly from the attentions of a lusty cat-girl on the other hand, was not knowledge Silver had imparted on to me.

Silver seemed to see that I was flustered and leaned back against the dresser, giving me a few moments to compose myself. "Are you okay Fifi?" she asked with an indulgent, slightly teasing smile.

I nodded, cheeks still a little red. "Oui, Madam" Could I really make this work? Well it didn't matter, I did not have much choice. "I just need a little time to get used to eet". I was speaking to myself as much as I was to her; I really did need to get used to it. I screwed up my nose a little "Did you really need to give me zis accent?"

she giggled a little and nodded "I think it's adorable, Fifi!" she stuck her tongue out "It suits you perfectly, Nya!"

I sighed a little and nodded, it sort of did I supposed if your goal was creating a total stereotype. At least all the changes seemed to be done, she had put the device away after all. So this was going to be me for at least the next week. It felt really weird and yet because Silver had given me all this instinctual knowledge on how to move, it also felt weirdly familiar. Silver said she would not change my personality and yet, I couldn't help but think that this experience was likely to leave a mark.

Silver gestured for me to follow, opening the door and taking a step out into the corridor. The sway of those gyrating hips were just as intoxicating to me now as they had been before, though the sensations that assaulted me as a result were quite different. She looked back with a knowing smile, drinking in the redness suffusing my white furred cheeks. She gestured once again for me to follow.

I nodded and fell in line behind her trying to ignore how my own hips were swaying with each step. Silver gave a small giggle and I took a couple faster steps so that I was walking by her side instead of behind. I glanced back at our swinging tails and frowned a little. The way we were moving, had she used that little tablet thing to imprint us both with the same instincts? It seemed like our movements were very similar. My face flooded red as I realised just how arousing my own swinging hips must be if I was moving just like the cat, was this really worth 200k?

I sighed slightly and nodded to myself, still yes.

I followed her down several corridors, it was so weird. I knew exactly where I was, not necessarily where I was going but I knew where I was, how to get from here to the front door, to any of the kitchens or to the Masters chambers. Silver was humming a pleasant tune as I followed her, we didn't speak and I spent my time looking around at the plush surroundings. The house was eerily quiet and the only people I saw during my journey were a pair of severe-faced, black suited security guards. They looked like something out of 'The Men in Black' with matte black sunglasses and obvious ear pieces. They completely ignored us as we passed them, projecting an aura of flawless professionalism, however, as soon as they were behind us I got a weird sensation like they were looking at us. Probably just my imagination, not that I could blame them if they were.

"Right, Nya" said Silver, rounding a corner and pushing open a door. I noted it had a golden nameplate with 'Fifi' written in flowing cursive script. I don't know why it surprised me that everything had been planned in advance but it still did. I glanced down the corridor and noted a few other doors with names on them. There was Silvers but I also spotted an Amber, Scarlet and Ruby. I searched my memories but it seemed that while the information that this was the section of the house set aside for the servants nestled within my brain, their occupancy did not.

Silver pushed open the door and took a step in, I followed and immediately felt a little faint. The room was really rather large; easily twice the size of my room at home. A large, 4 poster double bed dominated much of the room, decorated in black and white frilly linens that echoed my own silky costume. The furniture in this room was perhaps, a tad less fancy than what was in the dressing room but that simply meant I might have had to work ten years instead of twenty to afford any one piece of it. The room was well appointed with a large wardrobe, chest of drawers and a large dressing table containing a variety of cosmetics and perfumes arranged neatly.

I had trouble not glancing sideways into the mirror to further examine myself. This was all so surreal and I felt a little embarrassed at how I was standing, hands clasped, elbows positioned to push my breasts out, emphasising them. I had not realised I was doing that but then Silver had made it so that I knew no other way to move. "This will be your room Nya, I had your bag brought up." She gave me a half-lidded smile "I'll give you twenty minutes to get settled in Nya, then please meet me in the guest-wing Kitchen, I know you know where it is"

She closed the door behind me and I could hear a giggle as she walked away. She probably thought I was going to masturbate, well Ha! I probably wasn't! I glanced around the room, taking a moment to feel the plushness of the bed. This was ridiculous, it was a far finer room than I had ever seen; easily fit for a prince, or, I thought wryly, a princess. If this is what the servants rooms were like I could only imagine how absurd the Masters chambers must be. Shivering a little I quickly spotted my bag. I had not brought a lot with me as I had not been expecting to stay but then, I guess I didn't need a whole lot from home. I quickly put away what I had into the chest of drawers, noting that all but one was already filled with feminine clothing. To my surprise, although there was certainly several additional maid outfits there was also some normal clothing designed to fit my exaggerated frame.

I placed my Laptop, just a small, inexpensive Chromebook on top of the dressing table and pulled my phone from the bag's front pocket before stashing the empty bag in a drawer, under the bed. I looked at my phone for a second. I lived alone but my sister did come by sometimes. I quickly tapped out a message for her "Working away for a while, be back in about 3 weeks. Everything OK." I took a seat on my bed, trying to ignore just how short my skirt was. I spoke to no one in particular "What 'ave I got myself into". I sat for a few minutes in silence just...being. I know that sounds like a strange thing to say but I had not had a chance to just sit and really feel what it was like to be Fifi. I was embarrassed, sure, but I also felt sexy and attractive; something I had never really experienced before. I felt warm and comfortable, my fur really was of an incredible quality and the knowledge that had been implanted into me, told me just how much work keeping it that way would be. More surprising, was the fact I felt strong, agile and graceful. I mean I had always been fairly unfit but this body was in peak physical condition. I quickly hopped to my feet and took a few dance-like steps around my room. I hopped into the air a few times and tested my strength against my bed. Sure, all those motions were unnecessarily provocative but I felt amazing. I took a deep breath and watched my chest rise and then fall when I exhaled. I felt so healthy, almost like I could do anything.

I looked around and took another deep breath, focusing on my reflection in the mirror. If I looked for advantages to my situation, it really was not that hard to find them. I just needed to focus on those until I got used to everything else. Humans endured right? Something, something, human condition and all that, and although I technically might not be human, she really had not touched my personality. I was less sure of myself, more easily flustered but I was pretty confident this was not due to her magic.

I took one last look in the mirror before leaving the room and stepping out into the corridor. Silver was right, I knew exactly where I was going, I didn't know what all the rooms were for but I recognised the kitchens certainly. I was running a little early so I decided to take a longer route and get a look at the house as I went. My walk was largely uneventful though I almost felt like I was in a stuffy museum wandering through all these panelled corridors covered in paintings. I did see a couple more security guards who politely ignored me, an almost carbon copy of the first pair. I wondered if they might have had changes imposed on them via the magic too, the way they moved and the aura of danger they radiated was so similar to the first guards I could not help but wonder.

I walked on for a few more minutes before pausing at a door, I listened for a second before pushing it gently open. I was fairly confident in my hearing since the change, I had noted that it seemed to be quite a bit more acute. My breath caught in my throat. I had never seen a ball room before but when the room had been marked on my internal map, I had wanted to have a look. I was right, there was no one here but the room was incredible. The floor looked like real wood, it was polished to the point I could see my face reflected back at me. The walls were a pale cream, covered in flowing gold lines. The artistry was so exquisite, it was almost like the patterns had grown organically across the wall. There was certainly something botanical about it, like lazy golden vines that had consumed the room. The ceiling was patterned similarly but also sported 5 enormous chandeliers, each a masters qualifying piece. I closed the door quietly and stood back into the hall, I spent a moment in silence, strangely moved by the scene.

For the first time I wondered what the Master actually did. Just what kind of life, what kind of career would someone need to own a house like this? The magic was not cheap either from what I had heard, Silver had mentioned each of these costumes cost millions. Not a lot of people could manufacture their own animal maids. I wondered if this little project cost more or less than the house. I shivered slightly as I considered that the costume I wore was probably worth more than I was, a sobering thought.

I was about half way to the kitchen when I came to a screeching stop. I was not sure why at first. I just got this sudden sense of wrongness, like a danger signal, as if my subconscious mind had noticed a threat that my conscious mind had missed. I realised that I was breathing heavily, something was making me anxious. I looked around trying to work out what the problem was. I even took a couple steps forward trying to convince myself it was nothing and I should just continue. Suddenly my eyes went wide "Oh" was all that I said. I was staring at a door, it was a little heavier than the others, though still worked in thick, intricately decorated wood. This door was not on the internal map that had been uploaded to my mind. I knew the layout of this house better than I knew my own and so to find something out of place was deeply disconcerting. It's hard to really explain why this felt so strange, my eyes and mind were fighting with each other and it was causing my head to lightly throb. I took a few nervous steps towards it and shook my head. Master obviously had his secrets and it seemed there were rooms that even his maids were not meant to enter. I took a deep breath and forced myself to move on, perhaps I would ask Silver about it later.

I ran into another set of security guards on the way to the kitchen, there did seem to be quite a few of them but my journey was completed without further incident. I think I expected to see a variety of bustling cooks and servants when I entered but the only person there was Silver. She had withdrawn two bottles of wine from a large wine rack and seemed to be deciding between them. She glanced in my direction before giving a slight smile and seeming to make her choice "Ah Fifi, Nya. Just on time. I need you to take this up to the Master, he has a guest, Nya. You are to wait on them"

I blinked slightly and nodded as she got a small silver tray from a cupboard placing a corkscrew and a pair of fancy crystal glasses upon it. I moved forward gingerly and accepted the tray resting it upon my upturned hand. I gave a slight, if nervous smile, the correct method for carrying the tray had been imparted on me earlier and I had no trouble at all balancing it perfectly. I spent a few moments thinking and asked "Uhm, ees he een the large or small reception chamber"

Silver returned my own smile with a much toothier one "Ah the small. Nya. He just has a single guest, an old business associate, Edward Chambers. He visits from time to time to discuss the, Nya, finer things in life"

I nodded slightly, the small chamber was not far from here "When you are done, Nya, you may take the rest of the day to yourself, explore the mansion, perhaps the gardens, Nya. I expect to see you in the servant's hall at 8AM tomorrow" there was a twinkle in her eye "Do not be late, Nya"

"Oui, Madam Silver" I said a little meekly and turned to leave. I could feel her eyes on my ass enjoying every exaggerated step I took towards the door. I wondered if there might be a guy under that fur too, not of course, that a woman couldn't appreciate this exquisitely crafted flesh. I made my way to the room and knocked quietly.

"Ah, our wine I suspect. Come in" said a deep a voice. That was my Master, for a moment, I was not sure how I knew but I suddenly suspected that when 'Madam Silver' had forced me to call her that, perhaps she had uploaded some other elements. I opened the door and quickly moved into the room, taking a moment to study it, though I saved most of my attention for its inhabitants.

Despite the house being so oversized, this really was quite a small and intimate space. It might have fit 4 or 5 comfortably but not much more. The roaring fire that sent uneven, orange light dancing across the room was inviting and the 2 men sat on trim easy chairs next to a pair of small tables.

My Master, Mr Lasseter, I supposed, though I had never been formally told his name, sat wearing a royal-blue dressing gown decorated with gold trim and a pair of dark leather formal shoes; an assembly, I did not need Silvers magical fashion knowledge to know, absolutely did not match. As I considered his intense blue eyes and messy dark hair, I realised it did not matter. This was a man whose world revolved entirely around him and he knew it, he made the rules and if that meant dress shoes with a dressing gown, so be it! Their conversation had paused and Master was keenly examining me, I felt uncomfortable as I was clearly being weighed and measured and I became once again acutely aware of the provocative pose I had subconsciously chosen.

I forced a smile and took a step towards him "Madam Silver sent me with Wine Master" I delicately held the tray where he could reach it and he silently took one of the crystal glasses with a warm smile, surprisingly, his smile held only a polite affection, there was no lewdness I could detect. I could not say the same for Mr Chambers, a somewhat gaunt-faced man with mismatched limbs who stared with obvious desire. I held the tray towards him and said "And you, Monsieur?"

He blinked for a second and shook his lead a little as if his thoughts had been disturbed "Ah, yes, I think I will" he took the glass as I placed down the tray and lifted the corkscrew to begin the task of opening the bottle. Mr Chambers looked towards the Master and spoke "You know when you told me the next one was going to be a skunk I was not convinced, dirty creatures. This one however, I would make a mistress of this one" I froze imperceptibly for a fraction of a second before continuing as if nothing had been said.

"You know I would not allow that, Edward" said my Master "but in one thing you are correct, she has turned out most agreeably." He looked towards me just as I popped the cork and the effervescent wine bubbled up over the neck of the bottle. "What is your name, dear?"

I looked back, hefting the bottle delicately in both hands. I reached over and he held out his glass to be filled which I did expertly "Ah, Fifi, Master" he gave a short, sharp laugh, as I moved to Mr Chambers who stared at my chest the entire time I filled his glass.

The Master gave a warm grin "Of course it is, of course. I swear naming her maids is Silver's favourite part of the job" so my name had been Silvers choice, I guess she must have got the door plaque organised too. It seemed she was responsible for more than I realised.

"Gerald, you really must share the secret of your maids with me. It is most unfair that you build your little haram but refuse to let us do the same, really, name your price and I will pay it."

Master just shook his head "As I have told you before Edward, my technology is not for sale, how many times must we have this conversation"

Edward made an annoyed noise "As many times as it takes, very well, if you will not sell me the technology, sell me this one" he said gesturing at me "You can make another, 10 million, 100 million. I must have her Gerald."

I took a few steps back nervously and placed the bottle back on to the tray. I stood quietly as I knew I should, waiting to top up their glasses and providing a rather provocative piece of eye candy. I tried to not let Edwards's words, and lust-filled stares affect me but it was difficult. 100 million to buy me? Holy shit. I was genuinely starting to get a little unsure of my decision. Perhaps 200k wasn't enough.

Master shook his head "Do not be so distasteful Edward, people are not commodities. She is not for sale, she is not a slave" he looked back at me with a slight smile and took a drink from his glass holding it out "Please top me up, then you may go afterwards, leave the wine"

I think my Master could tell this was distressing to me, as far as first impressions, Master was actually making a pretty good one. I was honestly a little confused by him, having spent so much money on our creation he seemed strangely passive. I refilled his glass as Edward shook his head.

"People absolutely are commodities Gerald. I mean this one doubly so, the magic you have used on her is almost certainly worth more by far than she is. If you understood that you could have had a dozen mansions like this, I've never met a man with a head for business like you but that blind spot prevented you from meeting your full potential"

I placed the bottle back on the tray and left it sitting on a small table at Masters side. I gave them a small courtesy "Good Day Master, Monsieur" I tried not to shiver as I left.

"You do not think I have been successful enough?" He asked as I left. My heart was beating furiously. What even was that? Master had seemed nice but that horrible Mr Chambers; at no point had he looked at me like I was a person. I walked down the corridor with no specific destination in mind just wanting an opportunity to calm down. After a few minutes I decided where I was going to go. My internal map told me that there was external gardens at the back of the house but provided no further details. The gardens of such a house must be exquisite and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to see them and felt it would be a good environment to relax.

Suddenly, I was lightly jostled from my left hand side. I felt a warm hand wrap around my neck and a warm body press up against me. I glanced across slightly to see another skimpily dressed, animal maid. This one was a fox with orange-red fur dressed in a similar outfit though she had stockings and suspenders in addition to her pumps. Her dancing tail was plump and bushy though certainly no match for mine. She licked her furred muzzle as she gave me a lusty look. She was certainly very attractive and moved with the same sexual grace as Silver and I did. "My name is Ruby" she said in rather seductive tones as her right hand played sensuously down my neck. I had only been in the mansion for a few hours now and had spent most of it in some state of arousal, surely you could have too much of a good thing! I started to worry whether such ongoing arousal might have negative effects, was it possible to draw so much blood away from your brain that you might faint?

Suddenly I felt a similar furry jostle from the right and another hand was placed around my neck. I turned my head to discover I was now in the middle of a very fluffy sandwich. What I found was a nigh-on identical fox now flanking me from the other side. I had heard neither approach "And I am Scarlet" said the other one. "What's your name?"

My movements had slowed but somehow I was still walking. Our hips were swinging perfectly together which meant despite the fact their warm bodies were pressing closely into mine, we were still able to move. We must have each been programmed with the same sensual movements, I could only imagine how this must have looked like from behind, I would imagine anyone watching would probably orgasm on the spot! "Uhm, uhm Fifi. Aah eet ees Nice to meet you" I offered lamely

Ruby and scarlet giggled "Oh I love your accent!, that is a nice touch by Mistress Silver" My movements had started to slow a little because the pair were starting to play with me somewhat more aggressively, Ruby in particular was massaging the top of my breast lightly with the hand that lay across my neck and I would be lying if I didn't say it was having a significant and immediate effect. A warmth was building in my groin and I could feel a moistness which made my cheeks flush red. My breathing was getting a little faster and less even.

Scarlet giggled slightly "Oh Fifi, you are delightful, what a cutie. I was pretty excited when I heard we were getting a skunk" Suddenly she paused and twirled, falling a half step behind me, her arms catching under my shoulders and pulling me back against the wall. I could feel her large breasts pushing through my tail and into my back. My blush intensified but before I could say anything Ruby had pushed into me from the front, her furry form enveloping my body. She stared at me for just a second, like a predator considering her prey before our lips met. I should have felt violated but I didn't, It all felt incredible and I returned her passionate kiss without even realising I was doing it. I had never experienced anything like this before, the knowledge Silver had given me earlier meant my half of the kiss was just as skilled, if I had been able to do this before, perhaps I might have been a bit more successful in love.

Scarlet's arms roamed to my breasts and started massaging the huge mounds under my blouse while Ruby had one arm around my neck and the other against the side of my head. Her passionate assault continued as her mouth continued to press against mine, her rough tongue exploring the inside of my muzzle. I felt like their plaything and in truth, they were in total control. Scarlet managed to sneak a clever clawed hand under my shirt and started to tease one of my nipples directly causing me to moan loudly. My crotch was soaked, liquid was dripping down matting into my fur but it was hard for me to pay attention. The foxes were gorgeous, perhaps even more attractive than Silver and they had me squashed in an erotic, furry sandwich that was driving me crazy. Suddenly, I felt something press against my pussy. My eyes widened as I realised it was Ruby's delicate hand, when had it left the side of my face? Her mouth pulled away, a thick string of saliva drawing out between us. I stared at her, eyes half closed moaning, my mouth agape drooling. "A...ahh Mademoiselle Ruby...w...wait" There wasn't much force in my words and it did not stop that clever, clawed finger from being slipped around my panties and into my needy crotch. There was no pain, there was more than enough lubrication but the sensation caught me out. I cried out in pleasure. "A...ahh...Ruby" I moaned unconsciously grinding my crotch against her. Ruby giggled and paused pushing her head in for another kiss, but she stopped her lips hovered painfully close.

"Ah Fifi, Are you okay? Perhaps you would like me to stop" Her voice was dripping in honey, It was not really a question.

Oh that cruel vixen, I was in a terrible state, melting in their arms. I wasn't entirely sure where I began and they ended in this little furry pile of lust. Most of the decision making parts of my brain had been switched off and all I could do was shake my head "N...non, please" I really needed this, I really needed this fox to finish what she had started.

Scarlet had somehow managed to finish undoing my blouse at this point and my breasts were hanging out of my shirt for any passers-by to see, she was squeezing and teasing my puffy areola in a maddening way. Ruby gave a sharp, lusty giggle and our lips embraced while a second finger joined the first in my dripping pussy. For a moment, I think I just became an animal whose only desires and thoughts were to be played with roughly by these scarlet temptresses.

Ruby's expert ministrations soon brought me to orgasm, an explosive set of sensations that had been nothing like any of my experiences as a man. My back arced as spots of white danced across my vision and I screamed and moaned in a most undignified way. Even as the sensations faded, my brain still felt like mush and I stared at Ruby, mouth agape, tongue lolling in what I am sure was a very arousing sight. Ruby Leaned in and gave me one last, passionate kiss before lowering me gently to the ground where I slumped, pulling in great, heaving breaths. She blew me a kiss, rubbing at her own crotch and gave a giggle "Catch you later Fifi"

As the foxes walked away I could hear them talk "I like her" said Scarlet

Ruby nodded "She is going to be fun to play with"

I am not entirely sure how long I lay there before picking myself up. I was a rather sodden mess and my panties were absolutely soaked. I slid them off, still panting and went to hide them in a pocket before realising, Maid outfit. No pockets. I sighed slightly. What had just happened? And should I be upset about it? Logically I should, I had not given them any kind of permission to do that and yet a not insignificant part of me wanted them to come straight back. I looked down and blushed, pulling my shirt over my boobs and started doing up the buttons, I was still aroused and my nipples pressed out lewdly against the silky material. I sighed slightly, wondering again if perhaps I was a masochist. Well perhaps it didn't matter, I checked my internal map for a bathroom and moved quickly in that direction.

Getting cleaned up turned out to be quite easy. All the knowledge I had been given by Silver earlier came in useful here and rather quickly, I had managed to get the sticky mess out of my fur. My panties, I ran under the tap for a while but I couldn't put them back on. I could go back to my room and get new ones but I was still rather overwhelmed with emotion. I decided to risk it, I was furred down there after all and I really had not seen all that many people about. Besides, I doubted anyone would care, everyone around here seemed insanely over-sexed but perhaps that was because these bodies seem so designed for pleasure. I turned the tap off and walked back out into the corridor, trying to ignore the warmth that still seemed to radiate out from my groin.

I decided my plan of going to the gardens still made sense and so taking the most direct route, I soon found myself standing in a conservatory looking outside into a large open space. The delicate floral arrangements and flawless lawns must take an army of servants and contractors to maintain, though none were evident.

I tried the door and it opened freely, taking a step outside, my heels crunched into the sand-coloured gravel pathway. I glanced around, examining the variety of perfectly maintained trees and flowers. Was that a maze? it was. I couldn't imagine being so rich that you owned a maze. I supressed a small laugh and started walking away from the house, taking deep gulps of clean air which seemed to wash away the unstable emotions that were still playing through me. By the time I reached a small pond filled with Koi, I was feeling strangely serene. I took a seat on a wooden bench and zoned out a little, listening to the tiny brook that bubbled over a waterfall, perhaps a foot in height. In that moment, everything felt right, even my bare, furry ass resting against the bench felt good. I didn't really need clothes, I didn't really need anything.

I snoozed for a while, I am not sure for how long but the light was starting to fade a little as I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jerked up awake and looked around "Aah..Who Eez! Oh, Madam Silver" Silver was indeed standing behind me, one hand resting on the back of the bench. She was smiling at me, her tail swishing behind her. She seemed to have a mop resting on one shoulder, her other hand lightly grasping the handle.

"Ah Fifi" she said, holding the mop out towards me "I have been looking for you, Nya. You left quite a mess. Maids are meant to clean up the mess, not create it."

I was confused for a second before my cheeks suddenly suffused bright red "Ah but, they, but...ah" I took the mop and bowed my head slightly "Sorry Madam, I will get right on eet"

Silver nodded with a knowing smile "See that you do, Nya. I will see you in the Servant's hall tomorrow"

I squeaked slightly and nodded, dashing off.