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After two weeks of feeling gross from too much accumulated sweat all over her gigantic

body and under her wide butt, Samantha summoned the minions to clean herself while

Natasha was grocery shopping for the month. She smelled the masculine reek coming from

her layers of fat and armpits, her huge breasts were glued on her flabby guts, and the

mattress turned dirty yellow from too much wetness. The minions heeded her call, running

to her and lining up like three Santa's little helpers. "Have you summoned us, Miss

Samantha?" Auram bowed to her second master; her sisters stood motionless as they

waited for orders. Their fox snout sniffed around, grimacing as soon as the traces of sweat

came up their entrances, impregnating the room with her stink.

Being last in line, Viridi shook her head and whispered in Cerulean's ear, "Yuck! That's

horrible! How come master Natasha gets off on this?" She complained and complained to

her poor sister, "Auram is gonna make me wipe it off, just watch it!" Rolling her eyes and

shaking her head, the blue one shrugged it off and scolded the green one in her whiny, girly

tone. "Oh sister! Please stop! We shouldn't talk about master Natasha like this!" She crossed

her arms and pouted at Viridi, "aahhh what if Sam listens?! Do you want her upset?!"

Samantha watched the colorful little imps babble before her as if she couldn't listen to

them, getting quite impatient to go straight to the point with Auram. She cleaned her throat,

rumbling her squeezable double chin, "I've been feeling very gross lately... I want you to

clean my bed as I bathe while Nat is away. I can't stand another day of this..." Nodding, the

leader of the sisterhood reassured her second master they'd get her clean and tidy and

turned to her helpers for instructions. "Okay you two, I need you to fetch clean bedsheets

and the vacuum cleaner! Cerulean, you'll vacuum the bed. Viridi, you'll put the dirty sheets

in the washing machine, okay?"

The blue one's eyes sparkled in excitement as her tail wiggled happily. "Yes! Gotcha!"

She gushed and wrapped her arm around Viridi's neck, bringing them together in a playful

embrace, "let's go, sis!" The green girl growled and pouted, trying to get away from her, but

Cerulean had an odd strength for an extra femme fox, "alright, let's just get this over with."

Auram sent her sisters off with a butlerian smile and watched them head arm in arm to the

service area pantry before turning back to the obese raven. "Master Samantha, I'll get the

necklace; we shall return shortly," she bowed and waited for permission to leave, holding

her hands behind her back -- above her tail -- gazing into the magenta eyes. The raven

nodded at her minion, excited to get out of that soaked bed, but still not used to the golden

imp's politeness and devotion. She picked up her phone from her top flap of fat, started the

messaging app and selected her first and pinned contact: her beloved Natasha. She'd

opened it not long ago, she thought, gazing at the 'last seen' under the name.

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Tapping the tight keyboard with her chubby fingers, she was a slow one and depended

on the automatic correction to make herself understood. "Hey hun, when are you coming

home?" She delivered the first message. After adding plenty of cute love emojis, Samantha

put her phone down and waited for a ring, fidgeting and staring at the resting screen. Two

minutes later, a blue notification popped up, showing Natasha's contact icon and a preview

of the message. Such simple action made the fat bird's heart pounce with affection, rushing

her to read and reply. In the message, Natasha replied she still had a few things to get before

heading home, also mentioning the lengthy check out line. It was very thoughtful of her to

buy food worthy of a delicious king banquet for her chubby raven. The gigantic stomach

growled and rumbled to the fantasy of binge eating all the cakes, brownies, donuts and

cookies, as if the food flew into her mouth like magic. "Can't wait!!" Samantha replied and

spammed cute emojis.

At that moment, Auram and her sisters returned to the bedroom with everything she

ordered them to fetch and with the necklace in hand, forming a ritualistic triangle around

the huge blob of black feathers. "Master Samantha, we are ready to begin!" The golden

butler announced, and the trio formed yellow, blue and green energy balls out of their

bodies to teleport the obese raven off the industrial bed. Engulfed in crimson light, her

gigantic, naked body blinked and reappeared over a wide drain on the floor, and Auram

retracted her claws to climb her up. Preparing the vacuum cleaner to suck, Viridi and

Cerulean took their posts around the reeking bed, the acid stench burning their snouts.

"Yuh!!!" The blue one coughed and squeezed her eyes shut, "you were right, sis! Waaahhh

this is worse than I imagined!" She whimpered.

Samantha watched her butler sit on her massive belly flab with the magical blood red

necklace, trying to close it around her fat neck. After a few misses, she got it right, and the

three shining crystals absorbed her pounds of weight, shrinking the extremely obese raven

into a curvy babe. Both got caught in blue smoke, but Auram was unlucky to fall on top of

her now thin master, pressing their breasts together. "Oh! I'm so sorry, master Samantha!

Please forgive my rudeness!" The golden imp jumped off her to land behind her back,

turning her head away and holding her hands below her chest. Not minding the touch, the

raven stood up, contemplating her new temporary body covered in sweaty feathers, "no

stress, Auram. I'm heading to shower." She ran to the bathroom and left the minions doing

the dirtier work.

"Shit! This stinks like Hell!" With lowered ears, Viridi growled and rubbed her snout,

"no! Worse than Hell!!" Holding her breath, she pinched the edges of the reeking sheets

whilst keeping a safe distance from it, carrying the laundry to the service pantry, where the

washing machine filled with dark blue soap was on standby. She tossed it inside, initialized

the cycle and cleaned her sticky fingers in tap water. "Ack! I dunno why Auram keeps making

me do the dirty job! She always gets the quickest and lightest jobs, then watches us work!"

She complained to the air, rubbing her paws as hard as she could until she felt them smooth.

Viridi kept on ranting about her duties as she waited for the washing machine to finish

shaking and rotating inside.

In the bedroom, the rough starting sound of the vibrating vacuum cleaner made

Cerulean jumpy, as it was set to maximum suction. Only a powerful suck cleaned all the

sludge Natasha left on the sheets, a disgusting mix of sweat and frozen cum. "Alright!! Let's

get this sparkling clean!!" The girly imp gushed and puffed out her chest, aiming the long

hose and wand at the bed, but the loud machinery roars muffled her battle cry. When she

placed the nozzle a few centimeters above the mass of white sludge, it defragmented and

ate the bits, almost pushing in the cloth. "Wah! Wah!" Cerulean stuttered, yanking the hose

away from the sheets and powering it off.

Watching her sister struggle from the other side of the bed, Auram advised her to be

gentle with the fine bedding or master Natasha would become infuriated on top of

everything. "Try again, but don't let the nozzle get too close to the sheets," the butler

crooned to her. Nodding, Cerulean restarted the vacuum and did as she was told, sucking off

all the sludge in a straight line. "Oh! It worked!" The blue fox happily wiggled her tail and

grinned, "you know everything, big sis!" Satisfied with the good work, Auram let her do her

duty while keeping an eye on the clock and an ear on the front door.

As the imps did the rough cleaning in the bedroom, Samantha turned on the shower,

regulated it for warm water and got in the water. She'd never fit in that bathroom without

the necklace, the one Natasha showered when she had to; the walls still had her smell from

last time. The raven struggled to squeeze her girlfriend's shampoo onto her hand, as her

muscles were atrophied due to her natural weight. When the transparent liquid came out,

she washed each of her dark, silky bangs in the stream of water running down her forehead.

Samantha stared into the tiles as her fingertips scratched the scalp and made more bubbles

and foam, she was stranger to the thin, curvy body that the red crystals on her neck granted

her. She hated her actual size, but it was just for the moment, she reaffirmed herself.

Washing off the shampoo in swirls, it exhaled a comforting scent of lavender, which

reminded the raven of her beloved Natasha. She relaxed to the smooth stimulation on her

head, glad to wash away all the grease once a week. The remains of liquid foam ran down

her shoulders and contoured her D-cup breasts, the warmth stimulating her pink nipples.

After removing all the shampoo from her layers of hair, she added her lover's conditioner,

squeezing the size of a creamy walnut on her palm. Samantha straightened her silver tips

and let the product sit for a minute as she washed the rest of her body in the meantime.

Whenever she moved, she felt phantom pain on her belly from her original self, all the

layers of fat pushing her weight down, smashing her knees and ankles. Picking up Natasha's

natural loofah, soaking and squishing it, she scrubbed the ickiness off until the skin itched

and burned. She covered her feathery arms, chest, belly and thighs in soap foam, and

opened her pussy to finger it clean. It's been ages since the raven last touched herself, as her

girlfriend always did her. As Samantha washed off the musk and cunt juices, the constant

friction on her clit aroused her, feeling as if Natasha's ghost was fingering her. She furrowed

her eyebrows and grimaced, and took her hand off her pussy, sensing an eerie emptiness in

her guts.

Without further ado, she proceeded to remove the soap and the hair conditioner,

scrubbing her odd, thin limbs and jiggling her breasts. Turning off the shower, the raven

squeezed the excess water out of her hair strands before leaving the box, just like Auram

does when she's washing her hair. The butler was gentle and organized, dividing it in

quarters, but it sounded quite pointless to Samantha to over-complicate simple tasks. When

done, she wrapped herself in the towel and stood away from the foggy mirror, unable to

face herself without all the fat. It took long for her to realize the burden of soaked feathers,

slowing down to her muscles and bones weighing a ton.

As she dried herself from top to bottom, she heard two rhythmic knocks on the door;

"it's Auram!" She thought. "Master Samantha! Please be ready as soon as possible to go

back to bed! I can sense master Natasha is coming; she shall arrive in a few minutes!" The

imp warned her. "Damn! I'll be right there! Is the bed clean?!" The raven cursed, she didn't

notice she spent too long in the shower. "Yes, master Samantha; Cerulean and Viridi took

care of everything. We're also ready to teleport your original body back to it. Please make

haste!"

As soon as Auram hushed her, she opened the door and laid her side on the entrance,

panting from the intense and quick physical exercise. Her magenta eyes had a worried

version of the remarkable raven stare, gazing deep into the imp's foul soul. "Master

Samantha? Are you good?" The butler's arms reached out for her, but Samantha shook her

head. For a girl who's used to being immobile in bed, simple tasks like showering and the

aftercare were very taxing to her weakened muscles, demanding her to do it at her own

pace. "It's fine... I can't stand a minute more of this necklace..." The raven took a deep

breath and went ahead, striding to the bedroom, followed by her servant.

They crossed the house, arriving just in time to find Cerulean and Viridi waiting for her at

the foot of the bed. Not daring to say a word about their second master's delay, they nodded

at her and followed her movements with their bright eyes. For some reason, the fit

Samantha looked quite intimidating to both of them, but no more so than Natasha. As the

raven sat on the clean sheets, she smelled the graceful floral scent of spring: it was soft and

sweet, like Cerulean. Opening the red crystal necklace from behind, the raven felt the

pounds return to her body as the shiny beads died one by one before her eyes. Her stomach,

thighs, buttocks and arms swelled for a few inches before the final, sudden transformation: a

cloud of purple smoke engulfed her growing body, inflating it with a 'pouf' sound.

It felt great for Samantha to be back to her normal self, resting in a clean, tidy nest.

Gazing up at her, Auram bowed and waited with her hands behind her back, "master

Samantha, are you comfortable? Is there anything else we can do for you?" The raven shook

her head and tossed the necklace onto the golden imp's paws, telling her to store it. All she

had left to do was to wait for her girlfriend to return home whilst doom scrolled through

social media on her tablet. "Very well, master Samantha; we shall return to our household

duties and assist master Natasha when she arrives," Auram gave her a butler's grin and left

the room, followed by her sisters. "Uah! I'm glad our work is done!" Cerulean stretched out

her arms, but Viridi rolled her eyes and muttered that it was just one of their never-ending

duties.

As soon as the servants left Samantha, their pointy ears twitched at the sound of keys

unlocking and opening the door -- it was their master. They rushed to greet her and bowed,

one beside the other, offering their arms to carry the grocery bags. The coyote arrived with

two shopping carts full of food and household items, looking exhausted from the long trip to

the supermarket. "Welcome back, master Natasha! Please allow us to take the groceries to

the kitchen," Auram coordinated with her sisters: they hung some plastic bags on their arms,

lifted a handful and strided to the fridge and pantry.

"Organize everything and do the meal prep with Cerulean as well," the master

commanded before heading to the bedroom, where her beloved Samantha was waiting. As

she left, she stripped off her short blue dress, undid her golden sash belt and tossed them

onto the dining room table -- Auram would pick it up later. "Saaam? I'm home! And I bought

treats for you later!" Natasha crooned to her, wiggling her tail and relaxing her muscles to

rest in her den after an exhausting, boring afternoon away from her girlfriend.

The gigantic, grinning raven's eyes sparkled and her heart leapt as she saw her lover

come in, pausing the random video she was watching to put the tablet down. "Ah! Nat!!"

Samantha opened her arms to greet her face-to-face, and Natasha climbed up her fatty

layers to lie on the pillow-like breasts. Enamored glances preceded a 'welcome back' kiss and

cheek caresses. Sniffing the air around her lover's double chin and chair, the coyote

recognized her lavender shampoo and a fruity soap on her, remembering it was Samantha's

bath day. She shook her head and blew the scent out of her snout. "Ugh, this smell's

nauseating... I forgot you bathed today, but all I need now is to relax in my den. I'm starving

for you... A scent I'm madly in love with comes from down there, my precious den..."

Natasha purred to her, her fingertips playing with the top of the large breasts.

"I missed you so much this afternoon, Nat; I want to have you really close to me right

now." The raven blushed as she felt the soft tingles on her chest and tail brushes stimulating

her thick nipples. "Oh, my Sam... You know how to get me wet hmm," the coyote teased

and pressed her thighs together, sliding down the massive belly as if her body were

boneless. At that moment, Samantha's eyes widened and she tried to swallow her gasp as

she realized the den no longer had all the musk and accumulated fluids that Natasha loved.

She didn't want to break her girlfriend's expectations by telling her the den was clean,

especially after an afternoon away from home.

On the ground, the coyote lifted the tons of weight in the gut flab with bare arms, still

sniffing the fruity soap coming from underneath. She raised an eyebrow and shrugged it off

to enter her precious den, where she'd savor her personal space and Samantha's delicious

accumulated fluids. Once she got in, Natasha sniffled her snout and covered it with her paws

at the overwhelming stench of hygiene -- her girlfriend's musk, sweat and wetness were

gone, her pussy even smelled clean. "What happened to my den...?" The coyote muttered,

lying motionless on her back, staring unblinkingly at Samantha's open cunt right above her

face, "This isn't my den..."

"Um... Nat?" Samantha gulped and looked down at her belly, feeling her feathers get

cold down there, as if someone had turned on the air conditioner. No answer from Natasha.

The raven began to worry about the odd silence in the bedroom and that her pussy wasn't

being eaten out, for she sensed whiskers tickling it. Deep down, Samantha knew that this

was about her complete bath and that her lover would throw a tantrum about it. Rather

than admit it, she preferred to wait for Natasha to make the first move and confront her.

"Are you okay? Please talk to me..." She insisted, fumbling with her thick fingers and feeling

her neck and armpits warming up. But her girlfriend still ignored her.

Suddenly, the coyote bursted out of the den, engulfed in an icy blue aura and flames,

growling and bristling her silver fur. "Which one of you vile imps cleaned my den?!" She

roared, and the minions heeded their master's call, trembling and trying to hide behind each

other's back. "You should never! Ever! Clean my den!" Natasha shrieked over their

frightened chatter, "who did it?! I'll kill and hang the horns beside hers!!" She pointed to the

pair of horns on the wall that had once belonged to Roscea -- she exhibited them like a

trophy.

Shaking her feathers from the demonic cold, Samantha took a deep breath, not daring to

intervene, and let Auram speak for the trio: "M-Master Natasha, it was master Samantha's

request that we clean the bed and give her the weight-absorbing necklace so she could

wash herself! W-We were only following orders!" The golden imp's knuckles covered her

snout when she finished speaking, supported by her nodding sisters. The blue flames faded

as the coyote's ire turned to sadness; she turned to the anxious obese bird, her eyes

watering. "Is this true...? Why did you do this to me, Sam?" She whimpered, embracing her

heart-aching chest, "you know how much my den means to me... How could you?"

"Ah, Nat..." Samantha felt a knot in her throat as she struggled to speak her feelings,

"I'm... I'm sorry I cleaned the den, but I was unhappy to feel my body stinking and gross...!"

She got more confident after taking the first burner steps, "it isn't a big deal to you, but I

want to feel clean! I like to feel clean!" The three sisters nodded behind their demonic

master's back; they also disliked cleaning the filthy mess under Samantha's belly. When she

heard her dissatisfaction, Natasha shook her head and became exalted, gesturing more as

she spoke: "this isn't fair to me, Sam...! I do everything for you, everything I can to make

you happy, loved and comfortable, and I always think of you before I make any decisions!

Then you fuck up my den without even thinking about how I'd feel about it!"

Crossing her arms, the raven quickly realized that her girlfriend was trying to guilt trip

her, and frowned, about to give her 'the stare'. The minions were caught in the crosshairs,

confused and unable to take sides, as both had their share of guilt and reason. "Excuse me?

Am I the selfish one when you are the one who feeds on me whenever you want?!

Controlling my body to be the way you want it to be?!" Samantha raised her voice above

Natasha's, lowered her beak and gazed into her blazing eyes. It was enough to make the

coyote's toughness crumble, and she lost it completely to the raven stare, turning her back

on the giant bird. As she faced the servants, she saw in their glances that they agreed with

Samantha, though they wouldn't risk their lives to admit it.

The den was Natasha's real home, but it first and foremost belonged to a living, thinking

person; she couldn't have complete control over a body that wasn't hers. She didn't think

about how distressing it was for her lover to have to spend days on end in a filthy bed, for

she forgot that Samantha, unlike herself, preferred to stay and smell clean.

Gazing at the thoughtful Natasha, the raven gave her time to digest her arguments and

calm down. She opened up to her girlfriend about her feelings, the ones she'd been bottling

up for too long, for she didn't want to upset her. The constant dampness under Samantha

and musk exhaling from the den disgusted her, but she couldn't point out Natasha's bad,

filthy habits nor reject her for it. After putting up with it for a long time, it began to deplete

the raven's self-esteem.

"Sam, I see now... I see that you're right..." The coyote broke the silence and her small

body embraced the massive belly flab, her face brushing the soft skin and feathers. "I should

have seen you and your feelings, not just myself. I'm sorry for being selfish...!" Natasha

sounded like she was about to cry. "I'm glad you apologized, Nat; I accept your apology, but

do you promise me you're never gonna let it get that bad down there again?" Samantha

tilted her head; she was soft on her. "I promise you, Sam...!" The coyote nodded and left the

embrace, wiping a shy tear off her eye, "I'll never let it get that filthy again."

"I'm glad you two came to terms, master Natasha and master Samantha," Auram spoke

from behind them, bowing to them, "now if you excuse us, we shall go back to our kitchen

duties." Instead of feeling insulted by the servant interrupting their moment, they shrugged

it off; the raven was glad they weren't punished. "Yeah, yeah; get out," after receiving the

coyote's permission to leave, the imp trio walked out of the bedroom in line. "Damn Auram!

You don't fear death, huh?" Viridi whispered in her ear, "you could've killed us!" The butler,

however, shook her head and chuckled, "I know our masters better than you, my sisters."

Having solved their couple issues, Natasha effortlessly lifted Samantha's flab and

returned to her den, enduring the smell of soap to try eating out her girlfriend's big cunt.

"Oh! Hmm Nat!" The giant raven blushed as she felt a slick tongue stroke her soft circles

before feasting on it mouthful and drinking the drops of juice that dripped into the coyote's

throat. It was time to restore the den to its original state and sate Natasha's hunger.