12

Max awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs. looking around he wasn't quite sure how he made it back to his bed last night, though his bedroom door was open and he could hear Piper singing some of the songs the band was playing last night. Max had to admit, she had a very lovely singing voice. He stretched and yawned sitting up getting a snoot-full of himself, he smelled like stale sex and smoking hot Raccoon. He needed a shower.

“Morning Love Bandit, thank you for last night.” Max called. He could hear Piper give a throaty churr of contentment.

“Thank You Master, that was soo naughty and I feel so wonderful this morning!” breakfast will be ready in a few minutes.” she called back sounding incredibly happy.

“Sounds great Love, but I _ Need _ a shower. I reek of stale sex and Hot Raccoon!” He chuckled making his way into the bathroom.

Showered, shaved and dressed, he came into the kitchen to see his Raccoon in an apron and a smile with a plate of food waiting for him. He smiled, quite content with a morph in his life.

“That looks wonderful” he said taking a seat at the table as she placed the platter in front of him. “So, is this what you had in mind when you said preforming most of the 'wifely duties' one Conquested under the Rites could preform?” Max asked after Piper took her seat and started digging into her own plate of food. She nodded.

“Yes Master, this is what I was hoping to do for you, I hope it meets with your approval?” she looked up at him with a tilt of her head. Max looked at her a moment. Really Looking at this Raccoon Morph who had come into his life and so filled the void he hardly knew existed, Then smiled at her.

“Indeed. Piper, you are an incredible, wonderful and loving Morph. Who has opened both my eyes and heart to the potential of freely loving a non human. And I am deeply grateful to you for that my dear. Those kids yesterday, James and Loretta, are amazingly lucky to have found each other in high school, they can now build a life together. Where I was going through life completely clueless with poor Franny pining away for years, and me without the faintest idea!”

“Oh Maxie, you have made this humble Raccoon incredibly happy and content, for what we share is the stuff of legend in the Morph community. And Now I'm living proof it can exist! As for my Conquest sister Franny, I am so happy I could facilitate that for you both.” Piper sniffed, happy tears making wet tracks down her cheek-roughs. She waved his concern away smiling and shaking her head

“It's fine Maxie, my happy bucket just overflowed, I am so incredibly glad I came to seek mah fortune in Seattle and that mah life ended up this way. Lordy, I'm only Twenty-Sex, and I nevah thought I could achieve this in all mah dreams, I Love You.” Piper scrubbed her face giving herself a good all over shake.

At eleven AM sharp, a long black limo pulled up in front of Brierwood studios. A distinguished gentleman in his mid sixties exited in a formal business suit, the morning sun illuminating his silver hair, his hawk-like features stern. He handed out a stunning woman in a green dress her raven hair showing streaks of gray. She in turn was followed by two teenage girls in bright blue dresses.

Franny watched the procession and gulped. “Piper, Let Max know the Grayson's have arrived.”

Max stood next to the receptionist's desk flanked by his morphs. William Grayson gave the impression he approved of very little in his life. His gaze lingered on the impeccably dressed Raccoon; She regarded him with cool professional decorum.

“Welcome back to Brierwood Studios Mr and Mrs Grayson, always lovely to have you here with us again.” Max greeted his guests.

“Maxwell, indeed. Brought the grand kids to be immortalized, Let me introduce to you Ginette and Sylvia, ages Ten and Fourteen. Their parents are away on business, so we shall have to schedule another time for them. And of course, my lovely wife Maureen.” he smiled seeming to have found a few things in life to approve of.

“But of course, always nice to see you again ma'am. And welcome to my Studio girls, let me introduce to you my receptionist, Francene Allgood, and my new assistant, Piper Breckenridge.”

“Acquired another morph, I see, no other suitable candidates, I suppose?” William asked with a touch of disdain.

“Actually, Mr Grayson, Miss Breckenridge is highly skilled, and has preformed extremely well in my employ. I have received nothing but compliments from my customers, and am very glad to have her.” Max smiled.

The eldest of the two girls stepped up to greet Max with her younger sister in tow, shooting a look to her grandfather.

“Hello Mr Brierwood I am Ginette Grayson, and this is my sister Sylvia, Please forgive our grandfather, for he is a product of his generation, I believe you shall find the younger generations to be more in step with modern times.” She smiled taking his hand in greeting.

“Welcome, and I think that may be true for all of us my dear, but everyone is welcome here.” Max smiled with a nod introducing the rest of his team.

“Maureen, looking as elegant as always.” The Photographer said greeting the Grayson matriarch who gave Max a mischievous grin pulling him into a hug.

“That Raccoon is a real cutie!” She whispered with a little giggle.

“Well I'm sure she must be competent, or else she wouldn't be here, Morphs after all can be just as capable as humans in certain roles with the proper training and instruction. Miss Allgood is exemplary in her position as your receptionist for example.” The older man smiled down at the green eyed mouse. Franny inclined her head with a smile.

“Thank you good sir. would you care for some tea?” Franny inquired.

“Indeed. You see girls, this morph knows just what to do.” He smiled.

“Poppo, you act like you don't like Morphs or that they are stupid or something. But you have them working in the mansion as staff and almost all the grounds keepers I've seen were morphs, and from what you said most of the workers in your warehouses, are morphs, so if you don't like them, why hire them?” young Sylvia Grayson asked.

“Oh, um it's not that, pumpkin. If given proper supervision morphs can do any number of simple tasks, why miss Allgood here is the receptionist. I'm sure she received plenty of instruction to do an exquisite job.” William Grayson addressed his granddaughter sounding patronizing, Sylvia rolled her eyes.

“But of course, My Father taught me well sir. He serves as the majordomo to an east coast mansion for one of the ten families, and I learned household management under his tutelage. Those skills I applied here to assist in running the day to day operations leaving mister B free to be creative.”

“Oh? Bravo, miss Allgood, very impressive. I always suspected good breeding in your heritage.” William smiled finding something new to approve of.

“Indeed, A good breeding makes all the difference. She finished with a sly wink to Max as she went to make tea for the Grayson's.

“Mistah Grayson, Tis a pleasure ta make your acquaintance, suh. Mah name is Piper, Piper Breckenridge, From Atlanta.” The Raccoon trilled oozing southern charm.

“Ah the new Morph, well my dear you seem pleasantly civilized.” William Grayson smiled with a tilt of his head looking down on the Raccoon as she just radiated quiet dignity and grace.

“Why Thank you good suh, my folks were a bit old fashioned, part of the 'Plantation Set' so I was raised to be a proper southern belle, And all. So I am well versed in all the nuances of proper society.”

“Oh my, you are just full of surprises! I can see why Maxwell took you as his assistant.” The Grayson patriarch mused smiling again, this was proving to be an unexpected pleasure.

Franny returned serving tea to the Grayson's, Piper excused herself to assist Max. in the studio.

Closing the door Piper let out a huff of vexation. Max looked over at her with a smile. “So, what do you think of William Grayson?”

“That Man is a bigoted, pompous, condescending, syphilitic Peckerwood!” the Raccoon blazed “But I kept mah temper, like they taught me in elocution school back in mah southern belle training days. But I sooo want ta kick him square in the jimmies!” Piper Snarled before shaking it off. “But his wife seems nice, and the girls are just adorable! And were quite polite. I think that he is a bit of an embarrassment, sorta like back home, you'd have these high society garden parties? Where everyone would be mingling and really enjoying the pleasant weather and lovely blossoms on display... then someone's grandpa would come out from the cellar wearing his ratty old Klan robes, grumbling to hisself and glarin at folks as he shambles across the yard takin out the trash. And everything would just stop... he's kinda like that, shug.” she smiled wickedly.

“I love you.” Max chuckled giving his love bandit a quick hug.

“Do you have the stars and bars back here somewhere?” Piper indicated the backdrops. “I think Grayson would look just fine as a Confederate general. But he'd probably want me in chains at his feet. So better not suggest that idea.” she finished with a smirk.

“Uh, pardon me, Miss Allgood?” Ginette Grayson asked.

“Oh Please call me Franny if you like, what can I do for you my dear?” The green eyed mouse smiled.

Ginette looked around nervously leaned in to whisper “Um I think I need your help in the bathroom?”

Franny tilted her head a moment.

“It snuck up on me.” the girl blushed, Franny blinked nodding in understanding.

“And you are caught without 'supplies' is that it?” the morph asked with a sympathetic nod.

Ginette nodded “Can you help a girl out?” She asked on the verge of panic.

“Of course, of course, I've got you covered, no worries.” The mouse smiled leading her off to the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet Ginette blushed “I am soo embarrassed and you are a real lifesaver here, Franny, Um...could I ask you a question?” She hesitated. Franny suspected it was a personal one and smiled with a nod.

“Sure Ginette, Ask away, there are no stupid questions, So, whatcha want to know?”

she asked handing the girl a set of pads.

“Oh, thank you for these, gods I feel so stupid! I totally lost track this time... Anyway... Um... It's about, Piper. What can you tell me about her?” The girl hedged.

“Oh, um what would you like to know? She's from Atlanta, if that helps?”

“Oh, um, okay, but I was kinda wondering, if...YouHaveEverSeenHerTits?” she asked in one long breath blushing scarlet covering her mouth with her hand.

Franny blinked.

“Sorry, sorry, nevermind...I've just have never seen, and am kinda curious is all. Gods what kind of a question,what was I thinking? I just-”

“Yes.” Franny smiled.

“What? You mean you Have?” the girl asked intrigued.

The mouse nodded with a shy smile. The girl's eyes went wide cupping her own chest. “Are they really as big as they look?” she breathed.

“I'd say at least a solid C cup. I'm just a B, myself.” Franny acknowledged.

“Oh! Me too!” Ginette smiled.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door “Ginette, are you in there?” Ginette's grandmother asked.

“Yes Me-maw, Franny is helping me here...” She called out.

“Helping, I don't understand?” the matriarch called back.

“Unexpected visitor?” she replied rolling her eyes.

“Unexpected... oh? OH! Gotcha. Thank you Franny for helping my granddaughter.” The scion called with a grin. Understanding the delicate nature of the situation. Humming to herself she headded back to the waiting area.

“All part of the service ma'am.” Franny called back suppressing a giggle.

“Well. That, was E __mbarrassing!” Ginette said after securing everything in place and making herself presentable. “Just so you know, I'm not really into girls, or morphs, but I'm just really curious is all.”

“That's fine, Ginette. Nothing wrong with being curious, Piper is a very nice morph, heck if you ask nicely, she may show them to you,” Franny winked.

“Really?? No Way, I could never....Could I?” The girl stammered.

“Never know tel you try I suppose. Would you like me to test the waters for you?”she grinned conspiratorially.

Ginette's eyes went wide and she got such a naughty smile on her face “I feel so naughty for even thinking of asking. But I have never seen a Raccoon like her before. Thank you Franny, you are the best.” She sighed hugging the mouse morph as they returned to the reception area just as Max was emerging from the studio.

standing on the sidelines as the girls were being posed and grandma was fussing with Sylvia's hair for the forth time. Franny slid up to Piper grinning wickedly.

“Hmm?” Piper asked giving the mouse a sidelong glance. “You look like you've got a secret?”

“Actually a request.” the mouse smiled enigmatically.

“Oh, doo tell?” Piper grinned back.

“It seems Ginette was surprised by an unexpected visitor, and caught without, so she asked me for help...” The mouse said with a slight smile not looking at the Raccoon.

“Well, that can happen to all of us,” Piper nodded.

“Indeed. While tending to her needs she asked me a question about You.”

“Oh?” the Raccoon asked her curiosity piqued.

“Um-hum... seems she is curious about your lovely rack, but is far to embarrassed to come up and ask if you might show it to her, so I volunteered to broach the subject with you.” The mouse winked.

“Whoa! Seriously, she wants ta see mah Titties?” Piper hissed not believing the request.

“Indeed. She has apparently never seen a Raccoon like you before, I'm not sure if she has ever seen a morph before, but when she saw you, her curiosity was piqued. She mentioned she's not into girls, or morphs, per se, but, I think seeing yours would make for a very memorable occasion.” Franny smiled with a nod.

Piper had to think this over a few moments, 'it was an unusual request, to be sure, but what harm could it do? If she's respectful, she may even let the girl cop a feel, Okay, Sure, why not?' She thought with a nod.

“Okay, I think I ken do that for her, she seems nice and all, and was very polite.” the Raccoon smiled.

“Thank you sister, I think it would mean a lot to her.” she managed to catch Ginette's eye and nodded the girl smiled.

After the final set for the girls were complete Ginette stood up to excuse herself with a look at her grandmother who nodded with a knowing smile.

“Where is she going?” William asked.

“Never you mind that, it's not for you to know.” the matriarch said with a touch of frost.

“Pardon me, miss Piper, could I please get your assistance with something?” She asked aloud.

“Sure thing Miss Grayson.” the Raccoon acknowledged following her out of the portrait studio. Heading down the hall to the bathroom. Locking them in she looked at Piper with a grin blushing brightly.

“Franny said you had something you wanted ta ask me?” The Raccoon smiled with a wink.

“uh-huh, um...ohGodICan'tBelieveI'mGonnnaAskBut...Can ...Can, I See...”

“Mah girls?” Piper finished and the human nodded, her blush deepening.

“Yes please, I have never seen, and yours just made me feel, um... Please?” she stammered looking Piper in the eyes. The Raccoon smiled with a nod.

“Shore darlin iffin it means that much to ya, she trilled lifting her shirt and freeing the twins. Ginette's eyes went wide at the wonders on display the girls hand was drawn to them like a magnet. Before she knew what she was doing she had lightly touched the furry globe.

“Oh my god, your...your Fur is sooo soft and, OhMyGod! Sorry!” she squeaked quickly removing her hand from the morph's breast.

“Sokay darlin if you are gentle you can touch them, just treat them like you'd have yours touched, okay?” Piper cooed gently encouraging the girl to explore her.

“Oh my god, thank you ever so much, this is amazing, your nipples and areolas are huuuuge!, you must have a lot of kids.” Ginette said.

“Nope, no kids yet, they are just well loved and sucked on a lot is all. I am liking the way you touch mah girls there Ginette.” Piper said as the girl more boldly cupped the Raccoon's breast, feeling the heft of them and leaning in to sniff her woodsy musk.

“This is so amazingly incredible... I never thought they would smell this woodsy, it makes me kinda tingly all over.” Ginette smiled up at Piper, as her fingers traced the Raccoon's aureoles feeling the nipples stiffen under her touch.

“Woooow, oh wooow. M-may...may I?” She asked Piper cupped a breast offering it to the girl, who leaned in kissing the morph's nipple then gave It a tentative lick, before drawing it into her mouth to give it a slow suckle rolling it with her tongue seeming lost in the moment. Breaking contact a few moments later she straitened up to look Piper in the face.

“Thank you Miss Breckenridge, that was far more than I was ever expecting, I am afraid I kind of lost myself there, and I apologize for that.” She said formally. Piper reached out and lightly caressed the girls cheek.

“Love is love and it is all good darlin, you made a request, and I said yes, is all that happened. I understand you are not into morphs, not into girls, and that's fine. You were satisfying your curiosity is all, and if it made you happy, than it's all good, yes?” She smiled, the look of relief on the human's face was a joy to see.

“Thank you Piper. I will never forget this wonderful experience.” She reached out and hugged the morph to her warmly.

“Y’all know where ta find me, iffin you’d like more. It would be welcome.”

“Really...you mean... but I'm...not...” She stammered

“Love is love, and it's all good. Exploring this doesn't change who you are. If it is something You want to explore, come back and we can, okay? There is no shame in it.” Piper said with a loving smile.

Ginette looked at the Raccoon's Breast's and took them in both hands gently rolling the nipples between her thumb and forefingers marveling at their size and thickness

“These are the most amazing things I have ever seen in my life. I feel happy-tingly all over..”

Piper churred placing her paws over the girls hands “it's all about unconditional love.”

Ginette nodded reluctantly releasing piper then hugged her “More would be nice sometime.”

Piper got herself presentable and they returned to the studio.

“Thank you for your assistance, it really meant a lot to me.” Ginette said taking the Raccoon's hand in a shake.

“All part of the service that is Brierwood Studio's. Glad we could meet your needs tonight.” The Raccoon smiled pleasantly stepping over to Max and inquiring if he needed any assistance. As William was posing for his solo portrait, he had a foot up on a box looking into the far horizon, the lighting from above looking almost 'heavenly'. Piper thought the only thing missing was the Confederate uniform.

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