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As the girls lounged in bed, Max threw on some clothes to run an errand.

“Franny, I'd like you to stay over if you would be alright with that, I need to go and pick something up.” he said with a nod.

“Anything you want, Mister B. you are my master now so your wish is my command.” the lemony cream mouse replied delightedly. Max gave a nod.

“So, Piper. My conquest sister, I still can't believe this is happening to me. And you were right, He IS a True Love Master, his backside assault didn't hurt at all! It was just...” the mouse seemed at a loss for words.

“Amazing?” Piper offered. Franny nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yes! Indeed. I feel soo... fulfilled. I never would have dreamed Mister B was that big! Even in my fantasys I couldn't imagine it. Thank god I was no virgin, I think he'd have split me open with that monster of his! Than again, I am only four foot five, I wasn't sure he'd even fit, but once I tasted him... Oh my god, I haven't drank him down yet!” Franny squeaked realizing she had missed out on one of the rites.

“Sokay darlin, Y'all can drink him down when he gets back. How's yer gag reflex?” the Raccoon asked.

“Oh, I've been working on that and I can pretty much swallow a foot long kielbasa and Zucchini without too much trouble. It's just when it hits the back of my throat...” the mouse paused giving a look of frustration and shaking her head. “...I've never been able to give good head before.”

“Believe me shug there are several ways around that, one way around that is with anesthetic throat spray, like y'all use for coughs? Another trick is to take in a nice deep breath, and relax the muscles in the back of your throat.” Piper instructed lightly placing her paw around the mouses throat indicating the muscles.

“It's natural to tense them up when something big heads that way, but if you relax them just before he gets there, Y'all can shove him right down without a problem.”

“Thank you Piper, you are a real friend, like the sister I never had.” the mouse sighed, hugging the Southern Belle to her in a loving embrace.

“Well naow, I'm guessin we ken be like sisters. Sisters of the Conquest.”

“Yeah, I really like that concept. Would you like some tea?” Franny asked and they both made their way to the small kitchenette.

Max was off picking up Franny's pendant, a silver heart engraved with _ Master B's Mousey . '_What the hell was he doing?' He wondered. In the span of seventy two hours he had acquired not one, but Two morphs... Slaves? No, that wasn't right. Followers? Devotees? Conquests? Whatever they were, for some reason they had dedicated their lives to his service, it felt to Max to be slavery in all but name. Something about morph cultural Traditions. And now, just because he has loved them fully, they considered themselves to be his, body and soul? Well, wasn't he playing right along, going so far as getting them pendants that showed the world that they now belonged to him?

“Well that's what you get for thinking with your Dick again, old son.” Max said aloud to himself shaking his head while waiting for the traffic light to change. “In for a penny, in for a pound, I suppose.” He grumbled as he drove to his destination: Dungeon master's Emporium.

The belle chimed as he stepped through the door, James Sullivan, the North American Badger dressed in black leather grinned at Max waving a greeting. “Welcome back, Max, Managed to Conquest another one?” the Badger asked with a smirk. In reference to his earlier call.

“So it would seem, James. I'm going to need another set, this one in silver, if you please.”

“Sure thing boss, what inscription you want on this one?” he asked pulling the order from under the counter and setting the pendent in the engraver.

“_ Master B's Mousey” _ Max said with a shrug.

“Snagged another Morph? Congratz, man. You've Got to be one of those True Love Masters. I can work you a volume discount if you are planning on a harem.” the Badger joked.

“ So they tell me, and Oh Gods, I hope not! I am not sure what I am going to do with the two I unexpectedly have now!” Max chuckled.

“Well... I can give you a good price, if you ever want to sell them.” The Badger offered in a level tone as he inscribed the pendent.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” Max asked shocked the Badger would even suggest it.

“Ya got to understand Morph culture. According to the Rites you now own them. Body and soul. They are _ Yours _. They consider themselves to be Your property. And unless I miss my guess they are Very proud of that fact.. Anyway as their master you have the right under morph cultural heritage to sell them to another interested party should they ever displease you or you simply get board with them. Harsh as that may sound, that's part of what it means for those claimed under the Rites.”

“There was nothing about any of that mentioned in the research I did.” Max shot back hotly.

“Wouldn't be surprised, it is there alright, just not something for outsiders, but ask your Conquests, they will tell you true, though you may need to flog it out of them first, no one likes to admit to the darker aspects of the rites. But, on the bright side, they will be loyal to you unto death. Submission to a true love master is a powerful thing.” The Badger said with a nod smiling to the human with a newfound respect.

“I get a lotta guys through here who play the game, who haven't a dam clue what it's really all about, it is good to know there are some Real Down-to-Earth Love Masters out there.”

“Huh, so I guess the comic books were right all along...” Max sighed. Seeing the blank look on the Badgers face, He elucidated. “Ah, with great power comes great responsibility.” the human intoned.

“Oh, right, Spider-man.” the Badger nodded with a grin. “ Saw that movie. and I guess that really applies to you.” The Badger said with a nod. “I envy you Max, your conquests are very lucky Morphs.” James said shaking the mans hand by clasping his wrist in congratulation, before handing Max his purchase. “Please bring them by sometime, I'd like to congratulate them. Personally.”

“I'll do that, “I'm sure Piper would love to see your shop, Franny is a bit shy but I think it will do her some good, thank you James. It's Been a pleasure doing business with you, and I really appreciate the insight.” Max said as he headed out the door, he had a lot to think about on the way home.

“Welcome back Master!” the girls chorused in unison as Max entered from the parking area.

“Hello my lovelies, we have some business to attend to tonight.” Max announced as he came into the kitchenette.

“Tea, Master B?” Franny asked with a wonderfully warm smile.

“That would be very welcome. Thank you Franny.” Max said looking at his conquests in a whole new light.

“This may seem an odd question, and may seem ambiguous as hell, but... Do you love me girls?” the human asked. Accepting a cup of tea from his mousy.

the morphs looked at each other a moment before turning to their master nodding.

“Yes suh.” Piper trilled. Smiling.

“Oh indeed, Mr. B” the mouse attested “with all my heart.”

“Funny as it sounds, I nevah thought it would be this way. But I feel such a connection with you, and Franny here, that infuses mah whole life. I ken hardly understand it mah-self, but yes, it is a love greater than life itself, iffin that makes any sense, and I'm not sure it does to me just yet.” his Raccoon said placing a paw between her breasts over her heart.

Max nodded. “I've been talking with James and he'd like to meet you both to congratulate you. He runs the shop I picked up your pendants at. He has given me some invaluable insight into morph culture and the whole conquest thing...” Max paused looking at his two charges. They exchanged a look before nodding for him to continue.

“That being said, he advised me to give each of you a resounding flogging to ensure my dominance over you.” Max smiled at the mutual look of shock mirrored on the girls faces. “But, I don't think that will be necessary, do you?” He asked both femmes enthusiastically shook their heads. “...unless you want to play perhaps?” Max chuckled.

“I have your pendent sweet mousey mine,” he smiled.

“Thank you master B, but I feel we have one more stage of the rites for me to be fully claimed... You haven't fed me your seed, and from the taste I had earlier I would ever so much love to have the honor of drinking you down good sir.” the mouse said going down on her knees head level with his crotch.

“Oh, I see. Um, well than perhaps I should take a seat and give you better access?”

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“Cumming!” Max barked grabbing the mouse's ears and pulled her head onto his shaft exploding down her throat with unexpected force, bucking his hips. Franny shuddered at the pure force of the seminal flood forcing itself down her throat swallowing in almost panicking frenzy, she tried pulling free, but the thick shaft lodged in her gullet was not finished delivering it's load.

She managed to break free feeling the masters spooge pooling in her belly like drinking a pint of heavy cream. Falling to the floor with a thump on her well padded rump with a squeak! breathing hard then flopping back to sprawled on the floor “Master!” Franny declared “I Submit!” she held her paws up in supplication, giggling “You almost drown me in your seed!... for I have been well and truly laid!”

“Than sit Up mousey mine and accept the token of your submission to the rites of Sexual Conquest.” Max entoned pulling out the pendent on its wide flat silver chain. Franny sat up, grinning at the gleaming token before turning her back to him and sweeping her hair away from her neck as Max lowered the pendent in place, it gently nestled between her breasts as he secured its closure.

“Now and forever more, I am Master B's Mousey. ” she declared.

“Congratulations darlin and welcome to the family.” Piper cheered taking the mousey in a welcoming embrace. Looking up to Max “Y'all should give her a gentle lovin tonight like you gave me, I will be sure to have a nice brekey waiting for y'all in the mornin.” Max nodded to his Raccoon.

“I think that is a wonderful idea Piper. And thank you in advance. This is a new world for all of us, I suppose. Just know, that I shall do all I can to give you both a good life.” Max announced placing a hand on their heads in blessing.

“You already have, Master B... You already have.” Franny trilled accepting the blessing from her Lovemaster. Reveling in a wonderful sense of contentment and pleasure. “I love you Piper...” She trilled giving the Raccoon in her arms a loving kiss.

“Love you too sweet mousey.” she replied returning the kiss in kind.

“Man, you two have such a sensual chemistry with each other, I'd love to try and get that on film. Do you think you would be okay with doing a bit of posing with Piper for a few test shoots Franny?” Max asked his new mouse.

“Well... um I have never thought of it in truth, but I think I could with my sister Piper, if that would please you master B?” the mouse asked looking into her lover's eyes he beamed back such loving pride it almost melted her heart.

“That would be wonderful Franny, thank you. Let's see how things go, and take it from there, okay?” he asked drawing his morphs, to their feet.

“It's strange. But I feel such a closeness with you both now, it's more than just friends or lovers, it's...” He paused, seeming at a loss for words to express this new sensation.

“It's accepting your place as our love master. It is a bond that goes beyond species or social convention, it is both ancient and powerful. For it is said that love transcends time itself.” Piper added hugging her master and her sister mouse. “It is a bond that flows in both our blood and in our soul. For we are _ Yours _, to our dyeing breath, Master Max.” she finished resting her head on his chest. “Thank you for mah new life.”

“And thank you for healing me, the pain and trauma of that violent rape that I suffered has been completely washed away in the overflowing power of your unconditional love for me... For the first time in my life, I am content. I never have to worry about the future. For I have been claimed and surrendered to the overriding power of a true love master. No matter what tomorrow brings, I shall be glad of it, for I am no longer alone in this world.” Franny testified the anthem in her heart. Max held them tight.

“I...I shall do my best to live up to the trust and devotion you have placed in me my loves. My mind says it is wrong, but my heart...My Soul is soring with love and pride in both of you right now. I never before this moment realized just how empty my life had been up to this point. For I had always used professionals when my body needed release but it was so ...cold and uncaring, compared to what we now all share. Thank you my lovelies, thanks to you, I see what you mean by a sense of contentment. And, there is no need to choose between you for you are both equally mine and I am yours.” Max paused almost lost for words. “Man this is going to take some time to wrap my head around. But if it's wrong... Than I don't want to ever be right again.” Both morphs burst into tears of joy. Sobbing happily into their masters shoulders, at his complete acceptance as they all held each other in a cathartic release of joy and the new life they had forged for themselves...

“I'm goin ta retire for the evening, if that's okay with you suh?” Piper asked as she wiped the soggy fur on her cheekruffs. “Then you and Miss Franny can spend the rest of the evening showing each other the tender side of the conquest.” she said with a smile waiting to be dismissed for the evening.

“Oh, uh sure thing Piper, and thank you for being understanding and all.” Max nodded drawing his Raccoon. He paused, tilting his head at the thought and smiling actually liking the idea before drawing her into a good night hug and kiss. “Rest well love.” he finished.

“Thank you Piper, I very much appreciate this kindness, sister.” the mouse said hugging the Raccoon lovingly.

“Anytime darlin, just make sure to enjoy each other fully. I'll see Y'all in the mornin.” she bade then good evening and went to her room. Once inside she leaned against the closed door and hugged herself. “Oh mama, you was sooo right about finding a love master, there is nothing ta compare.” she said to herself. Piper then brushed out her fur and auburn main and floofy banded tail and settled in for a night of contentment she had only dreamed was possible, far from her southern homeland.

“So, mousey mine. Shall we go to bed, snuggle close and see what makes us each feel good?” The human asked with an honest appreciation of the lemony yellow morph in his arms.

“Oh Mister B, you have No idea just how long I have wished for you to make me just that offer. Yes please. For you have been my phantom lover every Friday night for almost three years, and now the reality has dispelled the phantoms of fantasy...” she shook her head with a giggle. “Sorry master, I just never imagined it could ever be this Good, or that you would be That Big!” Franny giggled with a blush.

“Well, I shall try and be considerate of your size restrictions and not split you open like an over ripe Mellon in the heat of our passions.” Max chuckled. that caused Franny to Guffaw as well “No worries I am both flexible and stretchy. I did a lot of Yoga in anticipation. And I am ever so glad I did!” she chuckles as Max takes his mousy to bed.

The next Morning...

Max awoke to the aroma of fresh coffee and a lemony mousy asleep across his chest with his left arm around her and his hand on her furry hip. 'Why didn't I do this years ago?' he asked himself as he started to slowly caress the soft furred back of his new mousy, enjoying the sensual feeling of fur against his bare skin. She murred in contentment as she drifted awake under her humans gentle ministrations.

“Morning, mousey mine. Sleep well?” He asked with a knowing smile. She gazed at him, her half lidded green eyes seemed to glow in the morning light.

“Mmm morning my beloved Master Max.” the mouse purred folding her arms under her chin resting it on his broad chest. “Your mousy is well rested and well loved and very content with the world she finds herself in this morning.” Franny gave a very sensual stretch proving once again just how flexible she was.

“You were amazing last night I guess yoga really makes a difference.” Max chuckled softly at his lovers slow nod.

“Thank you. You really bring out my passionate uninhibited side, and I will do my best to address you as 'Mister B' during office hours.” She said with a wink. Laying on her back she massaged her lower abdomen. “Mmph, you really gave my innards a good rearranging last night. I didn't think I could take you all the way, but I somehow managed it. I think you may have scrambled a few eggs with that last womb filling delivery, but babies come out of there, so thank god it's stretchy. You made me feel almost like a 'toon the way that monster of yours distended my belly, but it was shockingly surreal, yet totally wonderful.” Franny commented. Enjoying the feeling of being incredibly well loved.

“It was fun and playful and I am so sorry it took me so long to realize what we could share. Piper is a wonderful catalyst for change. She mentioned that humans and morphs have incompatible fertility, but it's still a fun idea.

Max grinned at his receptionist who gave him a jaw dropping look of pure surprise.

“Oh my god! stop reading my mind!” She squeaked blushing hotly. At her idle daydream of bearing her love master's children. Max burst out laughing as Franny hid her face in her paws. The poor mousy's ears turning a lovely shade of crimson. As a light tapping came from the bedroom door to draw her master's attention.

“Morning master, not interrupting I hope?” Piper called from the other side of his bedroom door.

“Not at all, enter freely and of your own will, my sexy southern belle.” Max chuckled as Franny was now giggling despite her earlier embarrassment.

Piper entered as jubilant as a summer's day. Perching on the corner of her master's bed. He held out his right arm to her and she slithered up from the foot of the bed to snuggle in for a morning cuddle.

“Morning Cuddle Coon, rest well?” Max asked as she wiggled in place for a better fit churring in pleasure.

“Indeed I did good Suh,” she smiled sniffing. “And Y'all both smell well loved.” she grinned with a knowing wink. “I'll do the laundry this afternoon.”

“Thank you, Love Bandit, and yes, Franny here is Very flexible, and we both were well loved, as are You.” Max nodded drawing her into a kiss.

“Thank you master, I feel well loved. My room serves me well, and the bed is comfortable, though I'd love to break it in with you...” the Raccoon winked with a muzzle scrunching grin.

“Indeed we shall have to do that, perhaps this weekend, Bandit?” Max suggested with a nod.

“Good morning Sister Piper, I am Soo well laid. And content, and happy, and.... more than a bit sore.” the mouse chuckled rubbing her belly.

“Well, let's get some food into Y'all and start the day right. Oh, I got up early and laundered your things so everything is fresh and ready to wear this morning.” she said to her sister mouse.

“Thank you Piper! That was soo considerate, I think I'll start off with some tea and toast, I'm just a tad peckish this morning from my wonderful, no _ Master -full breeding last night. But it you will excuse me, nature calls and must be answered.” The mouse announced slowly getting out of bed and limping to the bathroom with a chuckle. “..._gods I have never been This well loved in my life...” drifted back to the bedroom.

“Well suh, looks like she is well laid and fully claimed, just like me.” Piper trilled rolling over on top of Max gazing into his eyes grinning at feeling something stiff poke her in the crotch.

“I declair, would that be a fine case of mornin wood I'm detectin, or as we called it back home Pecker-wood?” Piper asked with a wink. She wiggled it into place between her moist labia sighing with contentment.

“Indeed it is, my sweet Georgia Peach, are you asking for a quick morning romp?” Max asked cocking an eyebrow.

“I'd nevah say No to a kind offer from mah love master, iffin you would be feeling like obliging lil old me?” she asked batting her eyelashes coquettishly.

Max grabbed her to him and rolled over pinning her beneath him. Piper wrapped her thighs around his hips as he slid into her hot wetness tossing her head back churring.

“As you wish Love Bandit” Max growled as he started to plow her with abandon.

“Oh Mast...” Franny started to ask walking in on Max plowing the poegees out of Piper. The mouse blushed giggling softly and just stood in the doorway to watch for a few minutes. “...I'll be right back.” she almost whispered with a grin on her muzzle not wanting to disturb them as she went in search of tea.

At hearing Pipers crescendo, the mouse smiled. Picking up the tray and reentering the bedroom with a pot and three cups.

“Good morning all. I bring tea for three.” the mouse announced as Piper and Max sat up. The raccoons eyes seemed to be crossed as she shook her head trying to clear it.

“Gol dang it, master Max! Your plowings always seem to leave me cross-eyed.” she giggled beaming at the room blinking with a satiated grin on her muzzle.

As Franny opened the studio for the day, she looked out at the lovely bright sunny summer morning and everything felt right with the world. Piper came down stairs in a mid-length gray pleated skirt and light blue short sleeved silk blouse. The Raccoon's auburn trusses were pleated back to a single thick braid that ran to her mid back. She looked to Franny the consummate professional.

“Piper, you look lovely, I'm sure you will really enjoy being Mister B's Assistant.” the mouse said approvingly.

“Thanks Darlin, I'll do mah best. Still not sure zactly what I'm doin yet.” The Raccoon sighed with a hopeful smile.

“Don't worry love, you will do juust fine, think of yourself as the liaison between the customers and Mr B, see to their needs, make them feel comfortable. Use that smooth southern charm of yours to make sure they have the best time they can and that it is a memorable experience for them. For they are capturing a moment in time that can not only last a lifetime, but create memories for generations.” The mouse advised reaching up to lay a paw on the Raccoon's forearm.

“Whoa, I Nevah thought of it like that, but I ken see what Y'all mean.” She smiled down at the mouse seated at her desk giving her a nod. “ Make em glad they chose us to create their family portraits, that I ken do darlin, thank you Franny. You are a life saver.” Piper churred in gratitude feeling much more confident. Ten minutes later a family of Ferrets came through the door.

“Children! Behave yourself.” the mother scolded at the colorfully dressed balls of dooking energy that orbited around their beleaguered parents like a cyclone.

“Welcome to Brierwood Studios, How may we be of service today?” Franny welcomed the new arrivals as Piper beamed at the joyful chaos that were young children.

“Oh, I didn't know there were any Morphs working here, there was no mention of it in the business listing.” the father of the bouncing brood announced seeming rather pleased at the development.

“ Indeed, perhaps we should update our marketing program, to reflect Mr Brierwood's more accepting policy?” Franny Smiled at the ferret, with a nod. “So, I take it you are here to get a set of family portraits done?” she asked with a friendly smile.

“Why Yes! We'd like to try at least, if we can get the kids to settle down and hold still long enough this time.” The mother sighed as she held two of the three kits by the scruff of the neck as she put her foot on the tail of the third. Who thumped to the floor with a giggle.

“Why I'm sure we can accommodate y'all just fine and make some lasting memories that you will be proud of for years to come. My Name is Piper, I am Mister Brierwood's assistant.” The Raccoon said coming around the receptionists desk to greet the new customers. Welcoming the parents and setting them at ease before going down on one knee to greet the children. They were mesmerized by the Raccoon's smooth southern charm and friendly demeanor, asking each in turn their names and asking if they were excited about getting their pictures taken today. The three hyperactive balls of energy nodded and Piper thoroughly charmed the little scamps. They quieted as if by magic, Much to the startled delight of their parents.

“If Y'all excuse me for a moment, I'll get Mister Max, and we can show you into the studio and have us a good ol time.” she trilled with a swirl of skirt and floofy ringed tail returning a few moments later.

“Hello folks, My name is Max Brierwood, welcome to my studio today.” He smiled with genuine welcome. “Looks like family portraits are the order of the day.” both parents nodded with hopeful smiles.

“That's the plan, Mr Brierwood, My name is Martha, Martha Collins, and this is my husband Charles, if we can get the kids to sit still long enough. She smiled with a resigned sigh.

“Well, Mr and Mrs Collins, I'm sure we can come up with something you will be very happy with. Now, did you have something specific in mind today, or just wanted to see what we could do for you?” he nodded with a wink. They smiled appreciatively.

“Well, I'm not sure, we haven't had much luck since they were babies really, they are just so full of energy they can't seem to sit still.” Martha sighed. Her husband nodded sadly.

“Well if you'd like I can show you some options and we can go from there, can I offer you some refreshments?” he asked seating them in the consultation area as Piper kept the kits occupied telling them a story.

“Your assistant is amazing, Mr Brierwood.” Charles observed at seeing his three kids sitting quietly listening to the Raccoon.

“Why thank you Mr. Collins, Piper is very special.” he replied with a smile. “ And call me Max if you please.” he replied bringing out a photo album of family portraits for them to peruse.

“Oh, could I possibly have some tea?” Martha asked. Franny came over informing the couple of the tea choices both chose the cinnamon apple spice.

“Franny makes a very good cup of tea.” Max smiled as the Ferrets explored their options and chose their setting.

A formal set for the parents, a family set, and individual portraits of each member of the family.

Piper had the kids wrapped around her little finger, they were like little angels. Two hours later they were on their way with happy memories and a pledge to be loyal customers.

“How did you do that Piper, most little kids like that are impossible to photograph without tranquilizer darts.” Max asked, very pleased with his new assistant.

“Shoot, shug, all I did was treat them like little adults, and made them proud to get their pictures taken like big kids, and didn't they want to make their parents proud showing them just how grown up they were? Probably the first time anyone has ever treated them as individuals rather than Just a noise with dirt on it.” the Raccoon grinned rather pleased with herself.

“Well done dear, I am very proud of you.” Max said drawing her into a quick hug, being a bit after noon they all went out for lunch to celebrate the success.

As they were leaving the restaurant Max's phone went off.

“Brierwood Studios, This is Max.” he replied blinking in surprise. “Gilbert! What can I do for the king of Porn today?” He chuckled both gals froze in their tracks. “I am out of the office at the moment, but give me ten and I will get back to you, I'm sure we can squeeze you in somewhere, No worries buddy, Sure thing...Good to hear from you Gill. I look forward to it.” Max chuckled turning to his Morphs with a grin.

“That was Gil Thompson. He needs an emergency photo shoot for a couple of new hires, and we are his go-to guys for all his publicity needs. Remember you asking how I knew so much about Adult Entertainment Piper?” Max asked opening the door for his girls as he drove them back to the studio.

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