Fred woke up groggy, briefly wondering why his room looked so big before remembering his new living situation. And with that came memories of last night, ones that he had hoped had just been a bad dream. To have been sat on by his sister, then used as a sex toy as she jerked off... he couldn't think of anything more scandalous and wrong than that. A part of him hoped foolishly that he'd step out of his room and see everything clean, no signs of last night, that it really was all some awful dream.
He opened the door, expecting a mess, only to find everything as it was when he arrived. He stared for a moment, wondering if perhaps it really had just all been in his head, until he heard humming and saw an unfamiliar Morph step into view carrying a trash bag. The Morph was a house cat, pure white, wearing a very revealing parody of a french maid's uniform, with only a tube top, a headband, a miniskirt so small it covered basically nothing, and a pair of silken panties holding a fairly large bulge. This cat maid was fairly flat up top, and the crotch bulge wasn't nearly as big as the others Fredrick had seen so far (not that he was keeping track or anything), but they (Fredrick was really unsure what gender this cat was...) certainly had an impressive ass. Despite only being about a foot taller than Fred, the maid had an ass that rivaled his sister's, with wide hips and thick thighs to boot. On their smaller frame, the ass looked even bigger...
The cat maid turned and noticed Fred, smiling. "Ah, you must be the mistress's brother! Pleasure to meet you! I'm Charlie, Miss Abigail's maid!" Hearing the voice, Fred decided the Morph had to be male and just very, very feminine looking.
"Wait, my sister has a personal maid? How much does she make?!"
Charlie just giggled. "Oh, you've no idea how big your sister is, do you? Ah, but I'm not her personal maid. I work for other people. Though, if your sister wanted to hire me full time and have her be my one and only, I'd accept in a heartbeat~... That woman knows just how to fuck me se-"
"Charlie? Is that you?" came the groggy voice of a hungover zebra Morph. "Be nice to Freddy, he's sensitive... I'll be out in a minute..."
The cat just smiled, tail swishing behind him. "My apologies for being too forward, sir. The mistress really went hard last night, didn't she? I keep telling her, she needs to drink in moderation, but something about alcohol just brings out the worst - or best, if you ask some - in her. If I know her, she'll have no memory of last night."
Fredrick sighed, thankful he wouldn't have to have that talk with her at least. "Great. So, for both my and her sake, could you not mention any... ah... particular messes you cleaned up? I'd really not like to have to deal with... what happened last night..."
Charlie pantomimed zipping his lips sealed with a smug grin before turning away. "Well, since the mistress won't be in the mood for our usual fun, I suppose I should take my leave. I'll see you around, Mr. Freddy~..." With that, the cat gave him a wink and a little hip wiggle, ass cheeks jiggling like gelatin, before making his way out. A moment later, Abby came out, looking exhausted... and wearing only an ill-fitting t-shirt.
"Did Charlie leave already? Hope I didn't leave too big a mess for him to clean up...." She yawned, rubbing her head before walking over and dropping her ass on the couch, Fred instinctively wincing as he had a flashback to last night, when he'd been sitting there. "Hey, I didn't do anything crazy last night, right? I want you to feel comfortable here, and I'm really sorry that I let myself get too out of hand..."
"It's... fine." That's all Fredrick could say, very badly lying as his tone and body language made it clear that it was not, in fact, fine. Thankfully for him, Abby was too hungover to pick up on those signs and just nodded.
"Cool. So... breakfast? I'm starving."
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