STORY - Kamascure: The House of Mouse (Patreon)

The first story of the year starts with something sweet! To celebrate the Year of the Rat, here's Sugar messing around with the occupants of her new home. Enjoy!
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Sugar had made herself quite comfortable in her new mansion. She had kicked out the human “owners” who had been infesting the place and took it as her own, changing it to her liking. The huge house that had become her new palace had a vaguely Asian architecture to it, so Sugar had fun running with that. She dressed accordingly in a high-cut qipao dress and she had her staff outfitted to match.

Once Sugar had remodeled the place to her liking, she summoned her usual staff. Rather than waste time enslaving some horny humans, she went for mice for maids and dogs for butlers. They hurried around her new manor, cooking and cleaning for her in their similarly Chinese-style outfits.

Sugar was content to let her sexy servants do her bidding, but one day a particular maid caught her eye. The chesty little mouse girl that delivered her dumplings had a wiggle to her booty that stuck out through her pink qipao, her tail trailing under one of the slits in side of her outfit. A wide diamond was cut into her front, showing off some of her tan-colored cleavage. A scruffy patch of hair grew between her high and twitchy mouse ears. When he came back to Sugar’s throne to collect her pile of messy dishes, Sugar spoke to her.

“Hey, you! Mouse girl!”

Most of the servants flinched from getting her direct attention, but the servant in question stood upright. The burly pair of Dobermans that were fanning her shared wary glances, unsure what sort of wrath she’d bring on her for whatever petty reason. Gaining Sugar’s attention was rarely a good thing.

“Yes, Sugar?” she asked meekly.

“You’ve been doing a really good job lately. It’s obvious I went above and beyond when I made you.” The mouse blushed from the praise as Sugar went on. “What’s your name, anyway?”

“You called me Puff, miss.”

“Cute,” Sugar laughed to herself. “Well you’ve been doing so well, I wanted to give you a promotion! How would you like to be my new head of entertainment?”

“Do I have a choice?” Puff asked meekly.

“Of course not.”

“Then I’d love to! Thank you very much, Miss Sugar!” Puff chimed sweetly.

“Glad to hear it! Of course, you’ll need some training first…”

“Er… training?” 

Sugar whistled and the door to her throne room swung open. A short, blonde, round-faced dogboy butler in a looser, more robe-like garment hurried into the room. Sugar always had the power to summon more servants, but sometimes she preferred to call them the old-fashioned way. It felt easier and a little crueler than using her powers.

“Palmer. This is Puff,” Sugar explained as she leaned on her fist. “I need you to train her if she’s going to put on a proper show for me.”

“Yes, ma’am!” the short, humanoid pomeranian chirped. He started to disrobe as Puff’s eyes widened, realizing what she’d signed up for. Sugar gave the mouse a cheeky smile.

“Problem, Puff?”

“Oh! No, ma’am!” Puff said, snapping out of it. “But we should probably have a bed if we’re going to… rehearse.”

Sugar snapped her fingers and a large bed appeared in a puff of pink smoke. The naked dogboy climbed onto the bed, his tail and rather tame erection wagging  as he waited patiently. 

Puff let out a sigh, deciding she was out of excuses to stall with. She curtsied towards Sugar and crawled onto the bed, meeting Palmer’s eye. He just gave her a bright and dopey smile. Puff laid back on the pillows, spreading her legs to show him her snug red panties.

“Alright… let’s begin.”

“Oh don’t be like that,” Sugar chided. She was suddenly there beside the bed, teleporting over at some point when Puff wasn’t looking.

“You should warm up your pet first. Give ‘em a little tease. What kind of show is it if you jump right to the action?”

Sugar reached a stubby arm out and grabbed Palmer by the cock. She started rubbing the firm little erection rapidly as he let out a soft sigh. His ears folded back as he whined needily and his one leg started kicking instinctively. 

Sugar smirked as she looked over to Puff and gestured towards the easily aroused pupper.

“Now you try. I shouldn’t have to do everything around here.”

While it was obvious that she didn’t, Puff crawled over on all fours. Sugar stepped away to let Puff lean in and give the warm hardon a tentative lick. The Pomeranian dogboy gave a soft groan as his short cock bobbed in place. Puff cracked a smile and brought her lips to it, giving it a firmer kiss and running her tongue along its center. The mousey girl quickly started to get into it, peppering his prick with rapid kisses from top to bottom.

“That’s more like it,” Sugar chimed, instantly appearing back in her chair. “Just don’t get him too excited. Palmer there tends to get a little… jumpy.”

“Jumpy how?” Puff stopped to ask.

Once she had taken her eyes off him, the short dog jumped on top of her. He bent Puff over on the bed, making her lean on her elbows as her ass and tail stuck in the air behind her. Puff mounted her from behind, grinding his dick between her ass cheeks and leaving streaks of precum on her panties.

“Oh! That kind of jumpy!” Puff squeaked. She scooted away from him on her hands and knees. “Just a second! At least let me get my underwear off…” 

Palmer contained himself long enough for Puff to wiggle out of her panties. She raised her ass again, raising her tail as she spread her thighs enough to part her pink pussy lips.

“Alright. I’m ready as I’m gonna be.”

“Great! Me too!”

Palmer squeezed her ass and pushed his hips into hers. His stubby cock stuffed itself into Puff’s pussy, and while the smaller dogboy wasn’t the biggest in the world she was still startled by the suddenness of his entry. She squeezed the bedsheets to brace herself as his stomach bumped against her round little ass, humping her rapidly from behind.

“So that’s why they call it doggy style,” Sugar noted as she munched down a handful of chips. “Learn something every day.”

Puff wasn’t taking it so nonchalantly. Her eyes widened as her curvy little body bucked from Palmer’s thrusts, leaving her breasts jiggling even with her dress to hold them back. Her big ears wiggled as she tried to get used to the sensation of being fucked from behind, but the dog’s excitement couldn’t be contained. Her thick booty bounced against his stomach, grinding back against him before she even knew what she was doing. She stared ahead with her mouth agape, a trickle of drool even running down her lip from the shocking and mind-numbing pleasure of Palmer rapidly bumping against her clit.

“And don’t be so quiet,” Sugar reminded her. “How about a moan or some dirty talk? How else is he gonna know he’s doing it right if you don’t encourage him?”

“Y-yes, mistress!” Puff stammered through her growing arousal. “It’s so good! Thank you for promoting me to this… AHN!”

Puff arched her back as Palmer took her by the shoulders, angling her to thrust himself at an even more enjoyable angle.

“To this new position!” Puff finished as her tail and booty bounced against her fellow “performer.” She bit her lower lip as her eyes closed halfway, finding herself slumping forward. She buried her face in the pillows, curling her tail around Palmer’s waist to hold him against her as she reached her climax. She gave a few short, high-pitched cries as she shut her eyes and squeezed her plump thighs together, holding Palmer’s cock inside her as she came all over the blonde pup’s dick.

Puff was wailing with pleasure, squeezing her pillow to her chin when she felt a thicker fluid join her own. Some pulpy streaks of cum shot into her pussy, leaving a sloppy creampie trickling down her slit for Sugar to behold.

“That was good for a warmup,” Sugar conceded in a non-committal tone. She paused to lick the chip crumbs from her fingers.

“Uh… warmup, mistress?” Puff asked timidly. Her head was still spinning from the orgasm and she could still feel little aftershocks from Palmer’s cum leaking out of her.

“Of course! Before the big stuff. Palmer, you can scram.” Sugar paused to smack her lips. “Though that’s enough with the chips… I could use something to get that taste out of my mouth…”

Sugar gestured again and Palmer vanished in a puff of smoke. At the same time, a tall and silver-haired dogboy appeared beside her. His icy blue eyes, large build and serious expression made him clearly a husky breed. His long cock hung from his open robes as he waited dutifully beside his mistress.

“Perfect! Thank you, Ivan,” Sugar chimed. 

The taller dogboy was the perfect height for Sugar to lean over and pop his dick into her mouth. Despite his being easily twice her size and at least twice as hung as Palmer, Sugar casually rolled his shaft around with her tongue. She gulped it down far enough that the staring Puff wasn’t sure where the cat goddess put it all, finally opening her mouth to let it out with a noisy slurp. His cock was now at full attention, perfectly teased by Sugar’s hungry lips.

“That did the trick. Now if you don’t mind, would you give our mousey friend another round of practice?”

“Of course, Lady Sugar,” the husky answered in a low voice.

He stepped away from Sugar’s throne to approach the bed, pulling off the last of his unnecessary robes. Puff tensed up as she saw up close that Ivan was a step up in size compared to Palmer, and she had already cum from the smaller pup. She certainly wasn’t going to say no to Sugar, so she took a steadying breath as she sat back up.

“Alright. So... how did you want to do this?”

“For starters, let me help you with that.” 

Ivan grabbed Puff by her dress, hooking his fingers inside her cleavage window. With a single firm yank, he ripped the stylish dress off her curvy little body. Puff squeaked in surprise, blushing rather than bother to cover herself up. 

The husky tossed the dress carelessly aside before he pressed his mouth to hers. Puff’s ears and tail perked straight up as Ivan’s thick tongue pushed into her mouth, firing her up all over again. She quickly relaxed as the bigger dogboy leaned into their embrace, easing her backward onto the bed. Even with him resting his knees against the bed, she could feel his heavy weight pushing down on top of her. His wide paws quickly sought out her chest and squeezed them together, making them swell even bigger under the pressure of his grip.

Puff gave a soft gasp as soon as Ivan removed himself from the kiss. She didn’t have long to catch her breath as the dog lowered his head and started licking over her nipple. Her body quivered with pleasure as her orgasm still had her feeling overly sensitive. Puff arched her back, thrusting her bouncy breasts against his face as her body rewarded his appetite for her squeezable tits. He opened his mouth wide and popped most of the front half of Puff’s breast into his mouth, sucking firmly enough that Puff’s every breath came out as an excited gasp or squeal.

“Oh fuck! Ow wow!” she panted as Ivan brought his mouth away from her chest. Her nipples were hard and sensitive, tingling from the lingering spittle left trailing around her areolas. His similarly wet cock rubbed against her squeezing thighs, still damp from Sugar’s priming saliva.

Puff blushed as he parted her legs, her tiny heart racing at the sight of the thick dick hovering over her. Ivan planted his hands above her head, compensating for the difference in their height before he could thrust himself inside her. The big dog filled her to the brim with one stroke of his cock, barely able to fit inside the modest mouse. Her mouth and eyes popped wide open as his firmly pressing cock slid her up along the sheets until her shoulders bumped against his hands. It went inside with surprising ease for their relative size, lubed up by Sugar’s spit and the leftover cum from earlier.

“Ahh! It’s so big~!” Puff wailed in a quivering voice.

“She’s faking it,” Sugar criticized to nobody in particular.

The pushy deity had a big bag of popcorn in her lap, spreading her stubby legs to fit in between them. She munched it down as Ivan started humping harder, rocking Puff around beneath him as her breasts went wobbling up and down her chest. Her rising and falling cries rang out louder as the filling cock pinned her clit against the inside of her pussy, grinding against it with every slide of his shaft.

Ivan finally leaned into her hard with a short, eager growl. Puff gave a lusty scream as he pushed in deeper than she knew he could go, slapping his balls against her juicy thighs with a decisive plop. Puff had to take a few steadying breaths before her hips started to roll on their own, stirring his impressive dick around inside her.

“Okay, maybe she’s not faking,” Sugar decided as Puff worked her lower body.

Ivan broke into a long, low groan as the mouse started to get more responsive, rubbing her tiny hands over her round breasts. She stared up at the husky with a dreamy look in her eyes, bracing her ankles against the bigger dog’s legs. Her little body pumped up and down, rapidly pumping his cock inside her tight little pussy like she was a living fleshlight.

“Yes! Yes! Come on,” she rambled as her body began to fill with an overwhelming warmth. She held her breath and tensed as she felt Ivan break into another low growl, gripping her by the ears as he came inside her. Her tightly packed pussy overflowed with his cum, and the final pumps of his cock left a thick and sticky trail in their wake.

Puff’s lip quivered as her eyes fluttered, shivering in place as she lost herself in another tingling orgasm. She gave a shaky sigh as she clung to Ivan and arched her hips, and squirting her warm, runny bliss over his shaft.

“Impressive!” Sugar noted. “I knew I picked the right little tit-mouse.”

Puff couldn’t respond, seemingly drunk on cum as Ivan eased himself back out of her. She shivered with every brush of his exiting cock, laying with her legs spread out and more cum oozing out of her groin.

“Don’t you think so too, Samson?”

“S-Samson?” Puff asked dizzily. She was loopy enough from her sex marathon that she wasn’t worried so much as she was confused.

There was another puff of pink smoke behind her as an even bigger set of hands grabbed her by the hips. Puff gave a drawn-out yelp as she was easily lifted off her feet, finding herself squeezed against a dogboy even bigger and wider than Ivan. The humanoid mastiff was already nude like her, but his massive, veiny baseball bat of a cock pushed past her ass and thighs. Puff could practically balance herself astride the ridiculous dick, her eyes going wide at the sight.

“I… uh…” she stammered uncertainly. Her eyes remained locked on the fat head of the giant dog dick pulsing between her legs. It was already leaking a thick glob of precum from its tip. Puff licked her lips as she leaned over, rubbing her hands and breasts down the length of Samson’s dick.

“I can’t wait!” Puff chimed, her eyes lighting up with horny delight. She had loosened herself up (in many ways) on the first two dogs and her overstimulated body was eager for more. She started to grind her hips along the base of his shaft, her tiny feet nudging against Samson’s balls. It rubbed her warm and slick pussy along his cock, getting a deep, hungry groan from the dog that was nearly three times her size. His dick alone was almost as big as she was, but she leaned over to balance on it as she wrapped her breasts around its middle and suckled its tip. She made a show of lapping up his precum as she wiggled her ass and tail for the grinning dog.

“You like what you see, big guy?” Puff cooed. She raised her hips just enough to flash him her cummy pussy. Samson clearly didn’t mind sloppy seconds as he took Puff by the thighs, lifting her up to his chest. He folded her legs upward until her toes touched her big mousy ears, leaving her entirely spread out in front of Sugar. Samson pushed his hips upward, driving his rock-hard giant into her well-used pussy.

Puff gave a husky gasp as it plowed its way inside her. It slid deep into her wet and stretched slit, Samson humping while he thrust her hips back down towards his for her. The entirely suspended and powerless Puff could only gasp for air and relax her body, letting the huge cock hammer inside her loosening pussy. Her loud shrieks and moans filled Sugar’s throne room as her tail whipped about, finally wrapping itself around whatever length of Samson’s cock he couldn’t fit inside her.

“Yes! Yes! Holy fuck!” the once meager mouse shouted. “Fuck me, big boy! Give it to me hard!”

Samson’s body rumbled as he broke into a hungry growl. He pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her lips hungrily. Puff tilted her head back and did her best to kiss him in return, but it mostly involved her opening her mouth so that their mixed drool ran down her face and tits.

Puff’s eyes rolled back in raw delight as her tail squeezed tighter, jerking Samson off while he was still inside her pussy. Her plump ass cheeks slid along his shaft as she was roughly bounced on the giant cock, too aroused to recognize any possible discomfort. She rolled out her tongue as her eyes rolled back, returning Samson’s hungry kisses with tiny licks and eager squeaks as his cock pushed deep enough to form a notable bulge from behind her lower belly.

Samson finally rewarded her with the intense load she was expecting. The thick semen shot inside her, thick as gravy and hitting her like a firehose went off inside her pussy. Her eyes went wide and rolled back until her pupils briefly vanished. Her senses were overloaded as her overly excited pussy was blasted with Samson’s warm, dense seed came went flooding out of her snatch. She broke into a euphoric smile, rambling and drooling over herself as her explosive orgasm was barely visible compared to Samson’s relative tidal wave of cum.

Puff slumped her head back against the mastiff man, panting rapidly as her breasts heaved and bounced on her chest. She remained impaled on his cock, balancing precariously on it as Sugar suddenly appeared leaning on the headboard of their unused bed.

“Good stuff, Puff!” Sugar complimented. “Wasn’t sure you could handle all that for a second there. Set her down, boy.”

Samson smiled and nodded as he plucked Puff from his dick. She came off with a wet pop, as if he was removing a cork.

“So how’s it going? Hanging in there?” Sugar asked as she leaned her plump tits on the bed.

“Mmmmmm…” Puff moaned, blinking rapidly like she was barely keeping herself awake.

“Moooore…”

Sugar cackled with delight.

“Nice! I knew I made the right call with you, Puffy! And don’t you worry.”

Sugar floated back towards her throne and snapped her fingers. A sudden barrage of poofs sounded around Puff as she reclaimed her seat.

“I promise you can have as many of these puppers as you want. It looks like this is really your year, rat girl.”