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The Houseboy A story commission by DoggyStyle57, for Phrax Written May 2014

Chapter 5

Bern, Switzerland: June 20, 2010 (Sunday)

Remiel woke up when he felt his watch vibrating on his wrist. His friends among the maids had stressed that it was important, on the morning after being summoned, to wake up on time and without disturbing the Master, so they could awaken their Master the way he liked it - with oral sex. And today, since he was the one with more experience - however little - than Miss Klara, it was his responsibility to make sure neither of them overslept. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and carefully raised himself up on his elbows, to look past the sleeping form of Lord Roderick and see if the mouse girl was awake yet.

At almost the same time, Miss Klara felt her own watch vibrating, and she opened her eyes and turned her head to look for Remiel. She giggled when she saw him looking back at her, and then whispered, "It... it's time to, well, wake him up, right?"

Remiel nodded and whispered back to her, "Yeah. You already know what to do? I... ummm... I think we should both do it, okay?"

The young mouse nodded in agreement, and both kids carefully got out of the bed. First, they took turns going to the bathroom, so they would be ready if their Master wanted to mate with them immediately. Then they turned down the blankets to reveal Lord Roderick's unclothed body, carefully climbed back onto the bed on either side of his hips, and took turns kissing and licking and nibbling at the old squirrel's sheath, until his cock started to stiffen and extend.

Miss Klara took him into her mouth first, sucking on his cock and bobbing her head up and down several times, before taking the shaft out of her mouth and giving Remiel a turn.

The otter boy licked his Master's cock and took him into his mouth just the way Klara had done. They had all cleaned up before going to sleep for the night, so the only taste was the small dribble of pre-cum that started to ooze from the cock's tip as Remiel sucked on it. He found he rather liked the taste of the squirrel's pre-cum. It wasn't as strong or as bitter a taste as the actual semen.

They traded off for several turns before Remiel felt his Master's hand on the back of his head, and a soft voice saying, "You're doing well, lad. Your mouth is almost as soft as hers is. She swallowed my load last night. Would you like to do the honors this morning?"

Remiel nodded his head a little and started sucking more hungrily, stroking the base of the older male's shaft with one hand as he suckled on the end of the tapered cock.

"Do it, Remiel!" Miss Klara said encouragingly. "Make him cum in your mouth, and then kiss me, you cute, sexy boy!"

Remiel bobbed his head even faster, as he felt his master's cock starting to throb, and felt the spurts of pre-cum squirting faster into his mouth. When the old squirrel came, Remiel swallowed twice, and then caught as much as he could in his mouth to share with Miss Klara.

"Ohhhh! Very nice, boy!" Lord Roderick said, as the boy showed him a mouthful of cum. "Now give her a kiss, so she gets a taste too."

Miss Klara and Remiel kissed passionately, leaning over their Master's cock while Remiel still held the shaft tightly in his hand and continued stroking it. Then the mouse girl leaned down and licked the last of their Master's cum from his cock and from the boy's hand.

"Very good, both of you!" the Lord said, patting them both on the heads affectionately. "In a manner of speaking, you both lost your virginity this session. Klara lost her maidenhead, and Remiel sucked his first cock! Well boy? Do you feel up to losing your anal virginity as well this morning, while Miss Klara watches us? I would imagine she would like seeing you do that as much as you liked taking her virginity last night."

The mouse girl grinned at the idea and looked pleadingly at Remiel, but didn't say a word to push his decision any further.

"I... I guess I could, sir," the boy replied. "I already went to the bathroom, and I only needed to pee. But I haven't... ummm... washed back there yet, sir."

"Well, you go do that then," his Master said. "There are douche kits in the cupboard under my bathroom sink, and lube is in the drawer on the right of the sink. The instructions are printed on the box, and of course, in your case it goes in under your tail. You'll find it will be easier to insert if you use a little lube on yourself first. Take your time, and do a good job. I'll just enjoy licking Miss Klara while you prepare yourself."

===

Remiel came back a few minutes later, with the tube of lube and a washcloth in one hand. It had felt really weird to use the cleaning kit, but he understood why it was necessary. It also felt very strange to have his tail end greasy with the lube. He walked kind of funny as he approached the bed and waited for his Master to finish licking Klara to an orgasm.

The mouse girl squeaked and chittered as she climaxed, and she kept watching Remiel the whole while, licking her muzzle and smiling at him, and playing with her pert pink nipples.

"Thank you, my dear. You are delicious!" the squirrel said, as the mouse rolled off his muzzle and knelt beside her Master. Lord Roderick wiped his face clean with one hand, and asked the otter boy, "Well lad, are you ready? I promise I will be gentle with you. I do want you to enjoy this as much as I will. But if you're having second thoughts, just say so, and I'll have one of the maids give you some anal training first, with fingers and small sex toys, to stretch you out gradually and allow you to more comfortably accommodate a larger insertion. How many fingers could you get inside your tail hole?"

"Ummm, I only tried one, but I think I coulda managed a second one, sir," Remiel said. "I've seen the way your cock is shaped and how big it is, and I think I can do this. Peter said he really likes it when you fuck his butt, and he's smaller than I am."

"True, but Peter has also been getting fucked up the ass since he was eight or so," Lord Roderick replied. "He was able to accommodate an adult dog, a fellow with a cock much larger than mine, long before he came into my service. Well, come over here and lay the upper half of your body on the bed, and leave your feet on the floor. That position will allow you to relax better than most. I'll start with a finger, and we will see how it goes."

Remiel assumed the requested position, and said, "I'm as ready as I'll ever be, Master."

Miss Klara curled up next to the pink-furred otter and held his hand. "Tell me what it's like?" she asked. "I've never had anything up my butt either. Not yet."

Remiel winced a bit in anticipation as his master inserted one finger into his tail hole, and slowly started to feel around inside. "Oooh! It's... not as bad as I was afraid it might be. It only hurt a little when I poked my finger in earlier. But I didn't wiggle it around like he's... OH! That's nice! What did you just do, sir?"

The old squirrel chuckled and said, "I stroked your prostate, boy. It's the one thing different between boys and girls, when it comes to anal sex. Boys have a gland in there, between their penis and their bladder, which helps control urination and also produces part of the fluids that a man ejaculates when he has sex. If you push a finger, or a penis, into the anus at the right angle, you can massage that gland, and stimulate a sexual response. It's the main reason why gay males find anal sex more pleasurable than females do."

"But girls don't have that, sir?" Miss Klara asked.

"Well, they _do_have a similar gland near their bladder, but you can't reach it from the anus, because the vagina is in the way," Lord Roderick explained. "On a girl, it's called the 'Skene's Gland', or more commonly referred to as the G-Spot. It can be reached through the vagina, and if a woman has a well-developed G-spot, she can even ejaculate in her own way."

"OH! Is _that_why Miss Natalia squirts and gets really wet when she has sex, sir?" Remiel asked.

"Precisely so!" the squirrel said, continuing to finger the boy's butt as he spoke. "Natalia has a particularly large g-spot, and it is capable of making her squirt. Most women have smaller ones, and the squirting is nowhere near as noticeable - they simply become wetter when sexually aroused. And some have glands so small that they appear to have no g-spot at all. The prostate, clitoris and g-spot can all respond to pressures and vibrations in the body, so indirect stimulation still has some effect. That's one reason why some people get pleasure from being spanked, or from rough sex. But a conscientious male who is having anal sex with a girl should make a point of stimulating her more directly - such as by fingering her clitoris while using her ass. Then she will enjoy it much more. How is that feeling now, Remiel?"

"Pretty nice, sir," the otter replied. "I'm getting harder, and I haven't been touched in front!"

"Good!" Lord Roderick said. "Now let's see if you can stretch enough for two fingers. You're pretty tight, which is to be expected. Just try to relax as much as you can." He withdrew his index finger, applied more lube to that finger and to the middle one, and slowly eased both into the boy's butt.

"Oh my! I... I'll try to relax... Whew! Ohhhh that's... Unghhh! OH! T-that... That's two now?" Remiel asked.

"Yes, and you're doing just fine, lad. Just relax and think about how this feels, with me rubbing you inside like that," his Master said soothingly.

"What's it feel like?" Miss Klara asked.

"I'm... a little sore, but it's starting to feel nice again. Sorta. I dunno... You know how sometimes you gotta go real bad, and it's... big, and hard to push it out and kinda hurts... but once it's out, your butt feels kinda good? It's like that, I guess. It's a little hard to relax enough for him to get both fingers inside me like that, but now that they're in me, it's feeling nicer. I'm... beginning to enjoy this."

"I can see that," Miss Klara said with a giggle, as she got off the bed and knelt beside the boy, so she could get a closer look at his cock. "You're getting a really hard stiffy now!"

"Y-yeah," the boy admitted, rather glad at the moment that his pink fur dye was concealing how much he was blushing right now. It was embarrassing to be doing this at all, let alone doing it in front of a cute mouse girl that he had only just recently become intimate with. But he had to admit, it also kinda turned him on, to be watched while he was allowing himself to be... used like this. He whimpered a little when his Master withdrew his fingers completely, and then held his breath when he felt the tip of the squirrel's cock easing into his well-lubed tailhole.

"Just relax, boy. That's a good boy! Nice and easy, you can do this," the squirrel said, holding the boy's thick rudder tail against his chest with his left arm as he guided his cock into the lad with his right hand. "Ohhh yes. You're so wonderfully tight. But your body is already welcoming me, boy. I'm almost all the way in now... Just a little more... There! You've done it, lad! You've got every inch of my cock up your tight young ass!"

Remiel's eyes nearly crossed as he took the last inch or so of his master's shaft up the backside, stretching him open wider than anything he had ever experienced before. "Ohhhhh! Oh Master! I... I'm so glad."

Lord Roderick started to slowly ease in and out of the boy's nether opening, relishing the tight fit of his virginal ass, and the way the boy's body was responding to his anal intrusion. "You like this, don't you, boy? You like having a nice hard cock deep inside you, even if it hurts a bit to take it all in your inexperienced hole? Or maybe you like it even because it hurts a little? Like when Miss Klara bit you, earlier? Let's see how you like this, then." Without any further warning he spanked the boy's upraised butt cheek with his right hand, giving a stinging slap right on his blue spiral tribal mark.

"OH!" Remiel gasped, as his cock throbbed and got even harder.

"Hee hee! Oh wow, his cock really twitched when you did that, Master! I think he liked that!" Miss Klara said. "Should I help him a little? It looks like he really needs to cum."

"If you touch him now, he will probably cum all over you, girl," the squirrel said, as he increased his pace for thrusting into the boy's butt, and gave him another slap on the other ass cheek, right on his green sun tribal mark. "You do like this, don't you, boy? It's almost like those marks of yours were put there just to say, 'please, spank me here!' Cum for me, Remiel. Don't touch yourself. Just think about how nice it feels to have me fucking your ass and spanking your cute little butt, and cum for me like a good boy!"

Remiel panted heavily, his body jerking as he was spanked, but not complaining at the treatment. On the fourth slap to his ass, his cock started spurting, and he groaned as he started to cum without anyone ever having touched his cock or his balls. "Ohhhhh!" was all he could say.

"Now you may suck him, my child," the squirrel said to the mouse girl. "I was fairly certain that I could make him cum just from the ass fucking and a little spanking, and I was right. Now he deserves a reward, like your soft young mouth suckling him to another climax."

Remiel clutched the bed linens with both hands and moaned as he soaked the side of the bed with his seed. Then he sighed as he felt young Klara taking his cock into her mouth. Instinctively his hips began to thrust and he fucked the girl's mouth, his actions making his Master's continuing assault on his ass even more rapid and forceful. "T-thank you, Master! Thank you for teaching me how good this is!"

"I love making a young cub see their true nature," Lord Roderick said happily. "I take it that you are now ready to play with the other boys, and not just the maids?"

"Y-yes, Master!" the boy cried out, as he continued to pump his seed into the mouse girl's mouth while his ass was getting drilled by his Master.

"Very good, then. I shall tell Miss Cora to put you in Michael's place this week, to serve me on Wednesday, with Peter. I want to watch the first time you and Peter fuck each other's asses, but after that, you may do as you want with either boy."

"Thank you, Master," Remiel said. "Ummm, what if one of the boys wants to suck my cock, or to have me suck his, before then? Would that be all right?"

"Yes, of course. You may have oral sex with either boy," the Lord said. Then he looked at the mouse girl and said, "And to make it up to Michael for losing a session with Peter and I, he can be added to my next session with you, Miss Klara. Would you like that? Would you like a nice mouse boy to mate with, and to watch me fuck as well?" Lord Roderick asked, as he finished taking his own pleasure in the otter boy's butt.

"Oh, yes, Master!" Miss Klara said. Then she giggled and added, "It's fun watching you having sex with a boy. I like that a lot. It's making me really wet right now. Can you both mate with me again before breakfast, sir?"

The Lord laughed as he withdrew from the boy's butt and watched his seed leaking from the child's gaping ass. "Well done, my lad! Well done indeed! Now, you heard the girl! Give her a good licking and then fuck her as soon as you can get hard again."

"Yes, Master!" Remiel replied, as he knelt between the mouse girl's thighs and began to lick her wet slit.

Lord Roderick washed his cock off while the children mated, and then returned and began giving each of them little bits of advice on how to improve their techniques or adjust their positions.

Remiel mounted Miss Klara from behind this time, remembering to finger her clitty as he fucked her. He was rewarded with happy sighs and squeaks from the mouse girl as she climaxed twice before he had his own release. "Ohhhh, you're wonderful, Klara! So nice and tight!" he sighed happily.

"I like you too, Remiel," the girl said, curling her tail around his waist. "You're a nice size, and you're so sweet."

"You both show a great deal of promise," the Lord said, as he took Remiel's place and eagerly slid his cock into the tight confines of the well-fucked child's cunny. "Ahhhh, you're so delightfully tight, my dear! I think that for a while yet, I shan't have you serve any males larger than myself, so you will remain nice and tight like this."

"If that is your wish, Master," the girl replied. "I will do whatever pleases you, sir!"

After adding his own seed to the creamy mess in the girl's vagina, the Lord knelt down and lapped her clean again, licking all of his own seed and Remiel's from her and taking her to one last orgasm, before sending them to their rooms to clean up and get dressed for breakfast.

===

After breakfast, Remiel's day went relatively normally, though he was walking a little gingerly because his butt was still somewhat sore. He was assigned to help to make beds, including changing Natalia and Gretchen's bedding. He noticed that Natalia's bed looked unused, and that both girls had apparently slept together in Gretchen's bed. Seeing that, he kind of regretted declining the girls' offer to spend the whole night last Wednesday. He had forgotten that each girl had a bed of their own, and had not stopped to think that even if Natalia's bed got soaked by her squirting, Gretchen's bed would still be dry.

As Remiel returned to the laundress to drop off an armload of soiled sheets and get more fresh bedding, Peter stopped him in the hallway.

"Ummm, Remiel?" the gay mouse boy said hesitantly. "I know our Master said I couldn't ask you to sleep with me yet, but... well... would you like to play dress-up with me this afternoon? No sex... just some fun together, trying on pretty clothes? I have some dresses that would look awesome on you while your fur is pink like that! I may even ask Master if he will let me dye my fur pink!"

"Dress-up? You... wait, you want me to put on girl's clothes with you?" Remiel asked.

"Well, only if you wanna try it," Peter replied shyly. "Pretty please? It's fun! At least I think it's fun. Master likes having me dress like a maid or in other girly clothes, and even has me fix up my hair and wear perfume and makeup most of those times. Michael likes it too, when I dress girly for him. Please try it with me? You won't have to leave my room dressed like that, unless you want to, but... Well some of the girls think it is really cute to see a boy dressing like a girl too. I swear, if I liked girls, all I would have to do to have a girl in my bed would be to put on a dress and curl my hair and put on makeup, and walk around the mansion like that for a while, and I'd have three or four offers of company for the night. Seriously! Please try it with me?"

"Hummm. Well, I guess I could, sure. Oh! And this morning I served our Master the way you do! I sucked his cock and let him fuck my butt, and... well... I liked it! I still do like girls, but I think I may like guys just as much. So if you want to do more than just dress up, I'm allowed to do oral sex with you and Michael now. But for anal sex, he wants me to wait until your next session with him on Wednesday night, 'cause he wants to watch us do that. So he's gonna have me take Michael's place with you on your next time with him" Remiel said.

"Yay! Oh wow, I can hardly wait for you to serve our Master with me! Come to my room as soon as you're done with your morning chores, Remiel! You'll be sooooo cute dressed up as a girl! I'll be waiting! Squeeee!" the mouse said, as he skipped happily off down the hallway.

Miss Cora stood in the doorway of the laundress' office, listening to the exchange. She smiled at Remiel and said, "Miss Lena will be happy to provide you with girl's clothing in your size, if you want some of your own, Remiel, though I think most of Peter's clothes should be a reasonably close fit for you, as will Michael's wigs. How are things going for you so far?"

"Oh! Ahhhh... you heard that, huh?" Remiel asked. "I'm having fun here, M'Lady Cora. Ummm, so, you think I should try dressing like a girl too?"

"Well, Master will almost certainly ask you to try it eventually," she replied. "And yes, I agree with Peter. I think you would be absolutely _adorable_dressed like a girl, with makeup and a wig and everything. The maids and staff here have become accustomed to seeing the other two boys cross-dressed, since both Peter and Michael sometimes dress like girls for our Master or for others, and not just in his bedroom. No one here will think badly of you if they see you in a dress as well."

"Oh? Really?" Remiel asked. He had never been one to try on any of his mother's or sisters' clothes, but the idea didn't seem all that strange. He had played a different sort of 'dress up' to amuse his little sisters on a few occasions, wearing some of his dad's old clothes while they wore their mom's, and quite innocently pretending they were grownups. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try..."

"Very good then. Just ask Lena, and she will fix you up. She should only need a few other measurements from you, to dress you beautifully, and she can also teach you how to wear fur makeup and how to wear a wig so it looks good on you," she replied. Then she tilted her head to one side, looked at the pink otter, and asked, "Do you have any other... requests?"

Remiel was certain that the adult bunny was hoping he would ask to have sex with her. She was looking at him the same way that Gretchen had been, just before she and Natalia has asked him to mate with them. But he wasn't sure he was ready to try sex with an adult lady yet. "N-no ma'am. I'm good," he said, scooting past her.

"So I've heard..." she said as he left her.

===

As soon as Remiel finished his chores, he went to Peter's room and tapped softly on the mouse boy's door. "Peter? It's me, Remiel. May I come in?"

"Oh yes! Please do come in Remiel!" said a rather feminine voice from inside. The door opened and there was Peter... or rather, what looked like Peter's sister! The mouse was wearing a knee-length green plaid skirt, a white long-sleeved blouse, and a green vest with Lord Roderick's family crest on the left breast, with white knee socks and black Mary Jane's shoes just like the shoes that the maids wore with their uniforms. His black, shoulder-length hair was done up in feminine curls, and he had fur makeup on his lips, cheeks and eyelids, and mascara on his eyelashes.

Remiel slipped into the room while staring at his gay friend, and noticed the scent of a light floral perfume, as well. "Peter? Is that really you? Wow... You're... you're really pretty like that!" he said.

"Thank you!" Peter said, twirling in place and then doing a cute curtsey. He was pitching his voice a little higher as well, so he almost sounded like a real girl. "You can call me Penny when I'm dressed like a girl. That's what Master does. This is the uniform our girls wear to school. I haven't asked yet if they would allow me to wear it at school, since I only started there last September, and I was still learning my way around and stuff, but I love how it looks, don't you?"

"Yeah, it's cute on you, errr... Penny," Remiel said, "But you mean you'd really go to school dressed like that? Wouldn't you get into trouble, or have bullies bothering you?"

"I'd do it if Master says it is all right with him, sure!" the mouse said. "One thing I do know about our school here is that they don't allow bullies at all. If anybody picks on anybody else, for any reason, they get suspended. They don't allow any sort of discrimination for what country you're from, or your species, religion, sex preference, or anything else. It's not a public school, so they can be strict about stuff like that and even expel any kid that causes too much trouble. I don't think I saw any boys dressed as girls while I was there, but they may have just been very good at pretending to be girls. And I certainly didn't see everybody!"

"Hummm, I guess," Remiel said. "From what they told me, it's mostly girls there anyway, so wearing girl's clothes wouldn't make you stand out as much as it would where I went to school. I still don't think I could do that though. I'd be much too embarrassed."

"Well, what would you like to do first?" Peter asked. "It might be easier to get you tucked in your panties if I sucked your cock first. But I really wanna see you looking girly, too, and tucking isn't that important with the dress I want you to try on first. So it's up to you."

"Tucking?" Remiel asked, confused.

"Yeah. See how there's no bump in the front of my skirt?" Peter asked. He lifted his skirt to show a pristine pair of white bikini panties, and sure enough, there was no tell-tale bulge there to indicate that he was a boy! "I'm nice and smooth, like a real girl, see? My cock and balls are tucked between my legs, so they don't show. But you can't fold it down and back like that if you already have a stiffy! The nice thing is, once you have it tucked right, it's really fairly comfortable, and you won't get very hard until you unfold it and let it hang normally again."

Remiel looked down at his own short pants and the definite bulge in the front, and grinned shyly. "I, ummmm, guess I could use some help with that, yeah. I've never had a guy suck my cock yet. But I sure liked it when a few of the girls here have done it for me."

"Ohhh! You mean I get to be the first guy to do that for you? Yay!" Peter clapped his hands and quickly knelt in front of the otter boy, unfastened Remiel's short pants, and tugged the shorts and underpants down to his ankles. Then he smiled up at the otter boy, held Remiel's cock with both hands, and playfully licked the tip of the shaft.

"Ohhh! Oh yes, that feels very nice, Penny!" Remiel sighed, leaning back against the side of Peter's bed for support.

Peter licked and nibbled at the other boy's shaft until Remiel was fully hard, and then he grinned and asked, "Have any of the girls done this for you, my pretty pink boy?" And then he took the otter's cock into his mouth and all the way down into his throat, until his pink nose was touching Remiel's belly fur.

"Unghhh!" Remiel grunted, as he felt the tip of his cock entering the tight confines of the young mouse's throat. "Oh! So tight! N-nobody's ever... Oh Penny!" He couldn't hold back at all, and quickly started spurting right down the mouse's throat while grabbing the girly boy's head with both hands.

Peter swallowed hungrily and milked the boy's cock with his throat muscles before coming back up for air and grinning at Remiel. "Mummmmm, yummy boy! Lots of the girls here can do that. I'm glad I was the first one to do it for you. And I'd love to teach you how to do it too!"

"That... that was so good!" the otter said. His knees felt weak and he flopped backward onto the bed. His shorts and underpants were still around his ankles, atop his shoes and socks. "I have so much to learn. I couldn't get our Master's cock very deep into my mouth at all when I sucked his cock."

"It just takes practice. I'm sure you'll learn to do it very soon now," Peter said, as he helped Remiel to remove his shoes, socks, short pants and underpants. "There! That should be more comfy now. Well, would you like to take off the rest of your clothes too, so I can get you tucked and you can try on some of my girly things?"

"Okay," the otter said, as he sat up and took off his vest and shirt. "So, ummmm, I've never done anything like this before. What do I do?"

"We'll start with a nice tight pair of panties, and I'll show you how to tuck yourself comfortably. Here you go. Put these on, but don't pull them quite all the way up yet," Peter said, as he got a white pair of bikini panties from his dresser and gave them to Remiel.

"Okay. Ummm, but won't it hurt if I squash my balls between my legs?" Remiel asked warily.

"Well of course it would, if that was all you did. But that isn't quite where your balls go. Let me show you. Just relax and trust me here," Peter said, as he gently held the boy's scrotum in one hand. "Now, I'm going to push one testicle up, right like this... There's a sort of a pocket in your groin where they started out when you were a baby. See? It popped right back in there! Now I do the other one, like so... And that doesn't leave much in your nut sack. Give it a feel, while I hold your balls in place."

"Weird... I can't find my balls at all! It's like I've been castrated, but I feel fine. Just sort of a pressure down there," Remiel said. "Ummmm, we can undo this, right?"

"Oh sure! If I let go right now, your balls would pop right back down into your scrotum!" Peter assured him. "Now, for the next part, we could wrap your empty scrotum around the shaft and tape it before we tuck you, or we can just fold the cock down and hold it in place while you slip the panties up. I don't like using tape unless I'm gonna stay tucked while doing something really active, like dancing or playing volleyball. The panties should be enough by themselves to hold you up for most normal movement," he explained, while gently laying Remiel's flacid cock down between his thighs, and then pulling the panties up snugly. He reached under the crotch of the panties and tugged the head of Remiel's cock a little further back, and then made a few final adjustments before saying, "There you go! All nicely tucked! Try moving around, but don't do any squats or high kicks."

"Wow! It feels funny, but not too bad, I guess. And you can't tell I have a cock now, for sure!" Remiel said, as he rubbed a hand across the smooth flat space where his cock should normally be. He tried walking around a little and found he could walk and sit without much difficulty. "Okay then! What's next?"

The mouse eagerly helped his friend to put on a white training bra, a pink petticoat slip, and then a red knee-length dress with puff-shouldered sleeves. Then he said, "Ohhh! You're so cute! But don't look in the mirror yet! You still need a wig, to make it perfect! I'll get one of Michael's wigs for you." He walked into the closet and came back out holding a red, shoulder-length wig with wavy curls, and fitted that on the otter boy as well, carefully combing and brushing it until he was satisfied. "That does it! You're ready. Now go look in the mirror, pretty girl!" he said with a giggle.

Remiel walked barefoot over to the full length mirror, and stared in amazement at his feminized reflection. "Wow! I look a lot more like a girl than I thought I would!"

"Umm humm! You're so pretty, and that pink fur makes it even better! Now, we could make you look even more like a girl with some makeup and perfume. Do you want to try that too?" the mouse asked.

Remiel considered how difficult it might be to wash makeup or perfume out of his fur before lunch time, and shook his head urgently. "No, not this time. Maybe later, when I'm more comfortable with this kind of playing."

"Okay, that's fine," Peter said, stripping down to his panties training bra, knee socks and shoes. "I'll put on a maid's uniform next. Of course, I have to keep my panties on to make it look right. I can't go without any panties, the way the girls here usually do."

Remiel watched as the boy quickly put on the familiar maid's dress, complete with petticoat, apron, and corselet. "Ummm, so... does that mean our Master can only use your mouth, when you dress up for him?"

"Oh no! I can pull the crotch of my panties to one side so he can use my tight little butt all he wants to! The older boys at the orphanage taught me that trick, as well as how to tuck, so they wouldn't have to see my cock or balls when they fucked my ass," Peter replied, as he finished donning the maid uniform. Then he bent at the waist and raised his tail invitingly, and demonstrated how he could do that.

Remiel could easily see the boy's pink asshole, and couldn't really see any sign that he was looking at a boy. "Looks like a real girl's butt, I guess. I haven't fucked anyone's butt yet myself, but I saw the girl's exposed like that when I fucked them from behind."

"I really wish I could let you fuck me now, pretty boy! But I guess I can wait until later this week. Michael has a maid's uniform too. Let's dress you up in his, so we match!" Peter suggested.

Remiel slipped off the red dress and awkwardly put on the full maid's uniform. He still had the long red wig on, and the hair kept falling into his eyes when he bent over to buckle the Mary Jane shoes. "How do real girls ever manage to see with such long hair?" he asked, brushing the red tresses out of his eyes for the fifth time.

"You get used to moving in different ways," Peter explained. "It takes practice to learn to move like a girl. Like, when you buckle or tie your shoes, you don't sit on a chair and bend at the waist. You kneel on one knee, and keep your butt near the floor and your back straight, like this." He demonstrated by unfastening one of his shoes and refastening it, without a single bit of his equally long hair falling into his eyes. "Or you put your foot on a chair or bench and tie it while standing."

Remiel tried copying the other boy's methods, and more or less managed to do it. Then they both stood in front of the mirror and admired their reflections for a bit. "Nice! Maybe it's the pink fur, or maybe it's just because I see a lot more maids around here than houseboys, but this dress kinda looks better on me than my normal uniform does!"

"I think a dress looks wonderful on you, Remiel!" Peter said. "Hey! Would you like to go outside to the playground with me now, and play on the swings with the maids? Or maybe go to lunch together in our pretty maid outfits?"

"Ummmm, no. It's kinda fun doing this, but I don't want the girls to see me in a dress!" Remiel said.

"Awww. They won't mind, but all right. We can stay here in my room and try on a few more outfits before dinner time. Can I take some pictures though? I have a digital camera, and I won't show them to anybody but our Master, unless you say it is okay."

"I suppose I wouldn't mind that," Remiel said. "I'd kinda like a few pictures of me like this too."

The two boys played for another hour together, with Remiel putting the red dress on again for a few more pictures, and then both of them trying on sexy bedroom outfits and posing for each other on Peter's bed. When it was time for lunch, Peter put his maid uniform back on, while Remiel got into his houseboy uniform. "You won't mind if I wear this to lunch, will you Remmy?" Peter asked.

"Ummm, I guess not," the otter said. "Come on, we don't want to be late!"

===

At lunch, the only sign that the girls even noticed that Peter was in a dress was that the most of the girls addressed him as 'Penny' when greeting him. Miss Cora even called him Penny when asking him to pass her a plate of rolls.

"See?" Peter whispered, as they left after the meal. "No one cares if I cross dress. I love how free I can be here! I can do whatever I want to do, as long as I do all my assigned chores, and keep my grades up."

===

Later that day. Peter met with Lord Roderick in his study, and showed the old squirrel the pictures of Remiel in various girly outfits. "He did it really well, Master!" the mouse gushed. "I tried to get him to go outside to play or to come to lunch in a dress, but he wasn't quite up to that yet. But he makes such a pretty girl, doesn't he?"

"He does indeed, Penny!" the Lord said, patting the mouse boy on the rump. "I'll have him sent to Miss Lena for some dresses and a wig of his own. I think a platinum blonde wig, for him, since he will soon be allowed to bleach his fur back to its former white color. But bring that red wig on Wednesday for him, since he will still be pink when he serves me with you that night."

"Yes Master! Oh, we're gonna have so much fun with him! I can hardly wait!" Peter said eagerly, jumping in place and clapping his hands.

===

Bern, Switzerland: June 21, 2010 (Monday morning)

On Monday morning after breakfast, Miss Cora told Remiel, "Report to Miss Lena for a fitting session. When she is done taking your measurements and issuing you some additional clothes, you will be excused from your chores for the rest of the day. Master hopes you will use at least some of that time to enjoy the pool."

"Yes ma'am! Thank you, Ma'am!" the otter said happily. He had wanted to spend more time swimming, but so far most of his time each day had been devoted to learning his new duties or getting to know the other houseboys and maids. He hurried out of the dining room, rather glad that Moss Cora had not said aloud just what sort of 'additional clothes' he would be getting. He was pretty sure this was for girl clothes for him, and he didn't particularly want the maids to know about that yet.

===

When Remiel got to Miss Lena's office, the pretty Ferret lady was ready and waiting for him.

"Do you know why you have been sent to me today, Remiel?" she asked.

"Ummm, I figure it's because Master wants me to have some... girl clothes, isn't it?" he replied.

"That is correct. Now you don't have to feel bashful around me about anything our Master requires of you. I am quite accustomed to his sexual preferences, and I've helped both of the other houseboys to prepare for cross-dressing to please our Master. I am also aware that you have begun to serve our Master sexually, and that Mister Peter has already given you an opportunity to try wearing some of his and Michael's girly clothes," she said. "Our Master has told me that you are to get two sets of maid uniforms, a few dresses and casual clothes, a female school uniform, some lingerie, and two wigs, as well as the appropriate feminine undergarments and gaffs. We should have everything you will need in stock, since you're about the same size as many of our maids. Do you have any questions, before we begin?"

"Ahhh, do _all_the maids know I've tried wearing dresses, ma'am?" he asked.

"No. So far, only our Master, Miss Cora, Mister Peter and I have been told of your dress-up session with Peter," she said. "But Michael and the maids and the other staff members here almost certainly expect to see you in a dress fairly soon. Peter and Michael both occasionally roam around the mansion in feminine attire, both while doing their duties and playing with the maids on their free time. We all accept this as part of the training that Master gives to our houseboys, since after all, many of the potential employers for male servants will enjoy a boy who can cross-dress well, and who can perform in bed with either gender. If it makes you feel any better, virtually all of the girls here are trained to serve both genders as well, even if we are not by nature bisexual. I greatly prefer sex with males myself, and really don't consider myself bisexual. But I have had my share of lesbian experiences with most of the girls here, because it pleased our Master to watch me perform with another girl for his pleasure. Being able to perform well with someone of your own gender is a valuable skill, even if it isn't your preferred activity. There is no shame in doing so to please our Master, and many of our maids and houseboys find they enjoy it."

"Yes ma'am," the otter said. "I guess I do enjoy it. I'm just still gettin' used to the idea. Back home, folks tended to look at you a bit oddly if they knew a guy liked guys, or a girl liked girls. Our tribe had its share of folk that did that, and it wasn't against any of our rules or nothing. It just wasn't what most folks did, out in the open, like."

"Well it is perfectly acceptable here," Lena insisted. "No one acted oddly to you after Master announced at lunch last week that you were mating with maids for our Master, but that you hadn't yet started to have sex with males, did they? He quite clearly said that you would be mating with Peter, Michael and himself fairly soon. Did anyone treat you badly because of that? Or even when we dyed you pink?"

"No ma'am. Everyone's been real nice to me here. Like family," he replied.

"Precisely so! We are a family here, Remiel," she said. "And when you have completely given yourself to our Master, we will celebrate that accomplishment with a little ceremony. Everyone then_will know that you do have sex with anyone Master chooses, male or female. And we will honor you for that service, and never make fun of you for it. Now, remove _all of your clothes, including your underwear, and we will begin."

"Everything, ma'am?" he asked.

"Yes, of course! The first thing we will do is fit you for a gaff, and get you comfortably tucked. That will make fitting the female clothes more comfortable and accurate," she said, as she took a measuring tape, pencil and notepad from her desk drawer.

Remiel stripped, and stood there while she measured his waist and selected a white gaff for him to wear. The thong-type garment fit much more tightly than the panties that Peter had given him to wear, but after she helped him to tuck himself, he found he could even do squats and high kicks without his boy parts coming loose or poking out unexpectedly. "This isn't so bad," he said, rather happy that he was now much less likely to get a boner while prancing around naked in front of the pretty ferret lady.

Next she gave him two wigs. One was the same yellow as his natural hair color, but shoulder length and styled in feminine curls. The other was a similar style, but snow white in color. After showing him how to wear a wig cap and how to pin the wig on so it wouldn't shift or come off accidentally, she had him wear the white wig for the rest of the fitting session.

Measuring him for a bra and panties went fairly quickly. He put on a white pair of bikini panties that hid the white gaff, and white knee socks that she told him could be used with either the maid's uniform or schoolgirl uniform, as well as with his new girly play clothes. Then he got two pairs of black 'Mary Janes' shoes - one set that was flat heeled, and one set with two inch heels. She kept him in the heels as she put the rest of a maid's uniform on him.

"Very pretty!" she said with a satisfied grin, once Remiel was fully dressed as a maid. She took a photograph of him in the uniform, had him remove all but the shoes, socks, panties and bra, and then hung the uniform's blouse, skirt and petticoat on hangars, and put the rest in a box, and gathered the parts for a second maid uniform.

His schoolgirl uniform was next, and she selected the parts for one uniform for him to try on, and then had him undress down to the gaff while she put the school uniform with the other clothes and his new shoes. "Only one uniform for school, unless you start actually wearing it to classes," she said. "If you decide you want to go to school as a girl, we will give you the same number of female school uniforms that the maids get. Are you hoping to do that?"

"No ma'am! I don't really wanna be seen in girl clothes away from the mansion. Heck, I'm still having a hard time with the idea that I might wear a dress around here, where everybody could see me! Peter said he might wanna go to school as a girl soon, but I just can't see myself doin' that," Remiel said. "Ummm, you don't think Master will make me do that, do you?"

"Well, I don't _think_he would, no," Miss Lena said thoughtfully. "But that really depends on what he sees in you as he trains you. If Peter wants to go to school as Penny, Master will probably agree to that, and will make the necessary arrangements with the staff at the school. He does occasionally order our girls to do naughty things at school, such as attending classes without any panties on, or with a vibrating egg inserted in their vagina, or wearing a butt plug. But we don't want to disrupt classes for the other students, so that doesn't happen very often."

By the time they got to selecting lingerie for him, Remiel had quite gotten over his embarrassment, and was twirling in front of the mirror and posing for Miss Lena as he tried on each sexy, girly outfit. She gave him a pink baby doll nightie, with matching panties and bra, and a yellow sleep shirt with hearts and flowers on it that reminded him of the overly long t-shirts that his little sisters wore to bed.

Selecting some girly 'play clothes' for Remiel took a bit longer. His thick rudder tail was a bit of an issue with many of the skirts and dresses that Miss Lena had in his size. She had several outfits in stock that Kate or Farah could wear, but the otter twins were a good six inches taller than Remiel and twenty pounds heavier, and had a more curvy figure. So except for a couple of miniskirts and a pair of pink shorts with lavender butterflies on the hip pockets, she would need to alter those things to fit him, or to order new clothes for him. They settled on four girly t-shirts and the shorts and a miniskirt, and a pair of pink tennis shoes that also had lavender butterflies on them.

Remiel was wearing a lavender t-shirt with a pink butterfly on the chest, a matching lavender miniskirt, the pink tennis shoes, and some white anklet socks, when Miss Lena's watch alarm started chirping. She shut it off and checked the time, then said, "Would you believe it's time for lunch already? Do you want to change back into your houseboy's uniform, or do you feel up to showing everyone how pretty you can be by going to lunch dressed like that?"

Remiel looked at the feminine version of himself in the mirror. He sighed and replied, "I guess I'll do it eventually, so I may as well get it over with. Let's go to lunch."

===

Bern, Switzerland: June 21, 2010 (Noon Monday)

Remiel followed Miss Lena into the dining room, and found his place at the table, which was only a few chairs down from his Master, and between Farah and Kate. The otter twins smiled at him, and Kate winked at him, but neither commented on his girly clothes. Most of the other maids gave him a slightly odd look, but said nothing, though he was certain that by the time their Master entered the room, every girl and both of the other houseboys was aware that he was dressed like a girl. Peter blew him a kiss and gave him a 'thumbs up' gesture, then went back to talking with Michael.

When he took his seat at the table, Lord Roderick looked at each of the maids and houseboys as he usually did before making any announcements at the start of a meal. His roaming gaze stopped when he looked at Remiel, and he smiled warmly. "Well well! You're looking quite lovely this morning, my dear!" he said. "Were it not for the pink color of your fur, I should find myself asking the name of the new girl among us. Or perhaps I should ask just that? Have you given any thought as to how you would like to be addressed by your Master and by your friends, young lady?"

Remiel opened his mouth, and then closed it again. If Peter called himself Penny as a girl, and Michael called himself Michelle, what sort of girl name should he use for himself? He couldn't think of any feminine version of his own name. But he did have an aunt whose name started with an R. "Rebecca, my Lord," he asked tentatively, "if that pleases you?"

"Rebecca? Yes, I think that will do nicely," the Lord said. "Everyone? Please welcome Miss Rebecca to our family! I am sure she will be just as welcome among you as Penny and Michelle are."

The maids all looked at 'Rebecca' and greeted her as warmly as if she was a long lost sister come to stay with them. Then the meal resumed as it normally would have, and no more mention was made of Remiel being there as 'Miss Rebecca', aside from Kate leaning close and whispering, "You'll be very welcome to join us for the night tonight, pretty girl, if Miss Penny hasn't already claimed you for the evening."

"I... Yes, I guess I'd like that," Remiel replied. "Ummm, Remiel will be swimming this afternoon, if you would like to join him? I'm sure he would be just as happy for your company in the pool."

"You may tell him that we would be delighted, as soon as we are done with our chores!" Kate said, giving Remiel a kiss on the nose. "See you later, sweetie!"

===

After lunch, Remiel followed Miss Lena back to her office and changed back into his houseboy uniform.

As he finished changing his clothes, she told him, "We will train you how to use makeup after you have bleached your fur back to its normal colors. Your punishment of being pink ends on Wednesday, so on Thursday morning I will help you to return to your normal colors. If you have time then, I can also train you to use makeup, or you can come back to me later, when you're ready for those lessons."

"Thank you ma'am," the boy said, as he gathered up his new clothes. "It will be nice to be white again, though I'm almost getting used to being pink now."

"Well, if you do want to be pink again, or any other color, I have both waterproof and water soluble fur dyes in stock. So you could change color just for a day, and wash it back out again, without needing bleach. The dye we used on you last week will take bleach to remove, and then we will have to dye the hair on your head yellow again, and your pubic fur as well, if you don't want that to remain white."

"Just my head hair needs to be dyed back to blonde," he replied. "The fur on my crotch was always white."

"All right. We'll be ready to do that for you Thursday after breakfast," she said, as she opened the door for him. "Need a hand with any of that, or to get the door to your room?"

"I think I can manage. Thanks ma'am," he said.

===

Half an hour later, Remiel was at the swimming pool, wearing his preferred bikini-style swim trunks. The dark blue trunks looked a little odd with his pink fur, but he didn't want to practice diving with his boy parts flopping loose.

The mansion's Olympic-sized swimming pool was equipped at the deep end with 1 Meter and 3 Meter height springboards, and with a 10 Meter diving platform, just like the ones he practiced on at his old school. There were also eight diving blocks at the other end of the 50 Meter long pool, for lap swimming and relays, though right now only three of the ten lap swim lanes were marked off - two that were ready for lap swimming using the diving blocks, and the standard 'unused' lane at the pool's edge.

He looked around and found where the additional lane marker lines were stored, and checked the depth markings along the pool's edges, gratified to see that it was a full 2 meters deep even at the shallow end, and 5 Meters deep at the diving end. The pool even had the touch panels installed at the ends of the lap lanes, like they used in competition! The water steamed gently and looked warm and inviting.

Unable to hold back any longer, he positioned himself on one of the starting blocks, and launched from the edge into the pool, as if doing a relay race. His body cut into the water like a knife, and he headed for the far end with all the speed he could muster, turned, and swam back to touch the wall under the staring block.

"That felt pretty good," he said to himself. "Probably not my best time by a long shot, but that will come with practice. I'll need to have someone with me to time my laps, when I start getting serious about this. Or else I'll have to find out if there is a way to run the touch panels by myself, and to signal when I should start my laps."

He did a few more laps just to warm up, and then switched to the platform for some diving practice. When Remiel surfaced after his fourth dive, he saw Kate, Farah and Lord Roderick approaching the pool.

Kate and Farah were both naked and jumped into the pool and swam over to where he was. "Hi Remiel! Care for some company?" Kate waked happily, kissing him as soon as she reached his side.

Their Master walked more sedately, avoiding getting splashed by the carefree girls and standing on the edge while he spoke to them.

"Starting tomorrow, your afternoon duties will include two hours of swimming per day, Remiel. And if you like, these young ladies can keep you company and help with timing, or give you someone to race against. I doubt either of them is as fast in the water as you are, but it still may be preferable to swimming alone. And starting Thursday, your new coach will be here to assist with your training."

"My coach, sir?" Remiel asked. "You mean I'll have a private swimming coach, other than the gym teacher at our school when school starts?"

"Of course, my lad! You're a prospective Olympian, after all," Lord Roderick said with a grin.

"I'll be happy to meet him, sir. Thank you," the boy replied.

"Her. Your new coach is a woman," the squirrel replied with a grin. "But I assure you, she knows what she's doing. She's an otter too, though I don't believe she follows your tribal traditions. An American girl, from California. I'll introduce you properly when she gets here. She's coming here at my request, specifically to train you."

"Wow. I thought one of your local university swimming teachers would be my coach, if it was anyone other than the gym teacher from my school. She must be pretty special, for you to bring her here from America just to train me. I'll try to do my best for you, sir!" Remiel said.

"I'm sure you will, my lad," the squirrel said with a grin, before turning to go back to the mansion.

The old Lord was already out of sight before it dawned on Remiel that he should have asked who his new swimming coach was. If she was so good that she was worth bringing here from another country, she might even be famous enough for him to have heard of her. Maybe she was a former regional or national swimming contender, or maybe even a former Olympian? Well, whoever it was, he would do his best, as he had promised.

"Hey there, cutie! Stop staring into space and swim with us!" Farah said, tickling him and darting away.

"Oh! I'll catch you!" he said with a laugh, as he swam after her.