Author's Note

Full stop, this is going to be a very raunchy story. I'm a sucker for Asmr role play, and I'd heard one the other day about a bunny boy in heat, I know, I know, sue me. I can't remember which one, but I'll try to find it if anyone asks.

That said, it slowly bled into a story where Kimihito was born a half-bunny monster in a world that was just barely beginning to try and blend Humanity with Monster girls. The laws are currently skewed, which was why he was allowed to stay in the country despite having lived there over a decade and a half before the government began allowing any monster girls into their country.

Technically he's treated as a human by the government, but that was due to the fact that he was born and raised in Japan since birth, not with the rest of his kind.

Shenanigans will, obviously, ensue.

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02/08/2024

Grammatical Errors fixed later same day, thank you reviewer.

LEGEND BELOW

"Y-You might have the wrong house..." = Normal speech.

''I wonder if she set this all up...?'' Normal thoughts.

Chapter 1

A bunny boy in heat

Rated-M

M rating for mature themes, nudity, romance, adult themes, and of course, sex.

Music of the day

Naruto - Ochihabune

"I know you can take care of yourself, Kimihito, but I just feel like I have to reiterate my concerns."

"Oh, ignore your mother, son, she's just being over dramatic. You'll be fine on your own, just, make sure to keep the parties at a minimum."

"Hey, I'm not being over dramatic! We've never been gone for so long before, what if he needs us? What's he going to do if we're gone and an emergency happens? He's special, he can't handle everything like you and your people do." She pointed out sharply.

"Honey, he's nineteen now. He's a big boy, big boys take care of themselves." He poked at her verbally. "He's handled himself fine before, I'm sure he'll do so now too.

She rolled her eyes. "You don't need to remind me, I'm the one that gave birth to him." She said sarcastically. "I know how old my baby boy is."

"And I'm the one that put him in you, I'm aware of his age too." He taunted back confidently, gaining a blush from the woman. "Now come on, we're going to miss our flight if you delay this any longer." He teased, turning back to the front door. "Listen Kimihito, just do whatever you feel is right. So long as you don't burn down the house, you're doing the right thing." He winked.

"Goodbye, Honey! Please take care of yourself while we're gone! Call us if you ever need anything!" She waved as she walked down the sidewalk to the street, a black limousine waiting for them. "Oh and, I've got a little surprise for you while we're gone. A friend of mine should be coming over sometime soon, so keep an eye out for her, will you." She added last minute, before vanishing into the car. The feeling that she'd forgotten to tell him something important washing over her, but she couldn't remember. She was sure she'd explained it all to him before...

Well, she was mostly sure...

Pretty sure.

With nothing more than a wave, they vanished into the vehicle before disappearing down the street.

He waved at them as they left, shoulders slumping in exhaustion once they were sure they couldn't see him.

His parents had been trying to leave for their business trip for the last twenty minutes, but his mother was incapable of holding in her motherly instincts, which ended up delaying their departure.

But now?

Now he was alone, alone in his massive multi-room house his parents had purchased with their seemingly endless surplus of money.

With the type of jobs they did and the lives they lived, they rarely spent time at home with him. Business trips like this had become commonplace in his life, but this trip was supposed to be much longer, landing them overseas.

So, suffice it to say, he was used to being stuck alone at home.

Was he lonely…?

Yeah, yeah he was. It was relatively impossible to not feel lonely when left to fend for himself for so long, but he'd never tell them that to their faces. He didn't want them to worry or stress about him while away, so he'd always smile and wave, wishing them a great trip.

But, that wasn't what was weighing heavily on his mind seeing them leave.

No, being lonely was something he'd lived with for a long time, so he was used to it.

It was the fact that a certain time of year had come around once again, and he was struggling heavily to not let his passionate flaming urges overwhelm him.

So, shutting the door behind him, he pressed his back to the doorframe, slowly sliding to the floor. His face was flushed, body tingling with a barely restrained desire.

The painful burden-like sensation radiating from his loins was as embarrassing as it was difficult to ignore.

His mother understood it to some degree as well, but as she was a woman, it didn't affect her nearly to the level it did him.

Oh?

Perhaps it would do to state the fact that he was part human, his father being said human, while his mother was a bunny monster girl. When he was born, apparently his parents were surprised to find the fact that he was indeed a bunny.

Surprising why?

Well…

Because in a world full of humans, there had been a recently discovered phenomenon. Although Earth had been considered a world ruled by humankind, there had also been a second significant species that called the world their home.

Monster girls.

Not just one type either.

Hundreds of different species existed out there, having somehow hidden themselves for centuries.

But now?

Now had come the time when humanity, specifically the governments of the world, had decided that it was a good idea to try and integrate these Monster girls into everyday human society. And while a lot of people seemed on board with the idea, implementing such a change was easier said than done.

He needed a distraction from the burden his body was placing him through, and found his way toward the kitchen, flipping the TV on when he stepped inside. A few minutes later saw him throwing together a class A breakfast, a breakfast he'd unfortunately be eating by himself.

Right, so, his current problem.

He was a bunny boy, not a bunny girl. Naturally, this was supposedly a rare thing, such an occurrence happening only every few centuries if he was to go off of Monster Girl history lessons his mother had crammed inside his brain.

He was a tried and true bunny boy, with two black furry bunny ears atop his head, and a puffy little black bunny tail poking out through a hole in his sweatpants. He was also in the best shape of his life, a lean defined young bunny of a man.

While he was not some genetic mutant that shouldn't exist or anything, his existence was rare enough that few people had ever documented how to care for a bunny boy.

And that left him in his current predicament.

It was, unfortunately, mating season, and he was unbelievably, unquestionably, and undeniably horny.

He hadn't told his parents about it, not for fear of how embarrassing the conversation would be, but because he knew that they couldn't do anything about it.

The first thing he could find on the internet about how to survive mating season while single was to…

Well…

Self stimulate…

And he'd tried that…

A lot…

Like, a lot, a lot.

It didn't work. As if his body knew that his hand wasn't a woman, it refused to cooperate. What was worse, the momentary relief it gave him was brought with an even more intense reaction afterward. Adding to the fact that he had a lot to work with down there didn't make it any easier…

This was his fourth year of suffering through mating season alone, and each passing year that he spent alone, it made the ache that much more unbearable.

He tossed his oven mitts to the side, grabbing his plate as he sat down.

He smiled eagerly down at the plate he'd made. On thing that distracted his body was food, and exercise as well.

It was how he'd gone from a terrible microwaving dinner crafter to a decent-class chef in a year.

His mother said he made the best food she'd ever had, but he was sure she was just exaggerating.

Letting the scent of the food overwhelm his senses, he found his mind drawn towards the TV, having somehow managed to land on the news channel.

There was a new and upcoming band that had practically exploded across all of Japan in popularity, the news was covering their surprising rise.

Although, if he had to be honest, he was sure the fact that they were all Monster girls certainly helped in their popularity.

He found the food on his plate forgotten as the channel replayed a few clips of their latest show, zooming in on the beautiful young singers.

He swallowed thickly, his eyes unconsciously drawn to their bodies as they danced, their chests bouncing up and down as they moved. When he finally realized what he was doing, he quickly switched to a different channel, a Zen meditation channel.

He exhaled, cheeks flushed bright red. His long black ears flapped over his eyes, trying to block out the world. "O-Oh dear…" He murmured softly, gently yanking on his ears as if hoping that would distract him.

"I need some water…" He murmured to himself, slipping away from the table.

He glanced down at his legs, his baggy black sweatpants pitching a rather large and uncomfortable tent.

His expression fell.

He sighed, sounding so utterly miserable that if his voice could kill, his neighbors would be dead.

Food forgotten, he decided that maybe he could start the day off with a bath. The hot water might help his muscles or his aching third arm…

''I hope…'' He silently pleaded, as pitiful and sad sounding in his mind as he felt in real life.

Entering the bathroom, he tossed his puffy white long-sleeve to the side, black sweatpants going with it. It only took a few minutes to fill the extravagant tub with hot water.

He sighed in bliss as he slipped into the water, his little fluffy bunny tail shaking in delight at the sensation of the warm water running over his fur.

He couldn't help the please moan that slipped free from his lips, eyes slowly slipping closed as he just…

Relaxed.

His name was Kimihito Kurusu, Japanese, single son of a human man and a bunny Monster girl. Technically, Monster girls weren't allowed in the country unless specifically hosted by a host family. Anytime you'd see a monster girl in the city or anywhere, she always had a host with her.

His mother had snuck into the country when she was young, fell in love with his dad, and the rest was history. Technically speaking she'd been an illegal immigrant for most of her life, yet when the government began rolling out the hosting programs, his father technically became her host.

Technically.

It was all in the air, and he'd never given it much thought.

But…

Technically speaking, he wasn't allowed in the country either. His father should be a host to him, but they'd sort of, maybe, kinda…

Lied about him being one hundred percent human…

So he always had to be extra cautious when going about town for errands or when working his part-time job down the road.

But he'd managed, and now with his parents out of the question for some time, he might have the time to try and make the most of his life.

And he planned on starting that with a long, long bath.

Just as soon as his manhood stopped aching…

The sun was slowly coming to rest on the horizon, dusk fast approaching.

The day had been going slowly, and by the end of the afternoon, he found himself playing with his newly acquired virtual reality headset in the large open space of his living room.

As stated earlier, exercise was a great way to tire himself out and distract from the burden of his raging hormones.

As for the game in question, he'd recently picked up the newest Zelda game that had come out on the console, and playing it in first person was something else.

It was also really tiring, which for him, was a great thing. "Oh my gosh! They look so lifelike! It's crazy- woah! Hey! Back off! Don't make me- holy cow, hey! Geez! T-They sure don't- play- around!" He ranted aloud, ducking and dodging from attacks only he could see. Between a sea of squealing like a little girl and thrusting an invisible sword with enthusiastic 'hyahs' here and there, he was thoroughly enjoying his time alone.

So, perhaps an hour into playing, dressed in nothing but a black sweater and some puffy white sweats, he was prepared to settle in for the afternoon with his fun new game.

Until his doorbell rang.

He paused the game, slowly pulling the headset off to eye the front door.

Had he misheard something?

Did someone ring his doorbell?

He wasn't expecting anyone and his parents were surely out of the country now, so it couldn't have been them.

The few people he could call friends didn't even live nearby, so he was able to rule out them.

He debated on ignoring it, thinking it was just his imagination, but then the door rang again.

"C-Coming!" He called out, pulling the headset down around his neck, dropping the controllers on the couch. He nearly tripped over the couch, vision blurred. He fumbled around for his glasses, before finally finding their large rounded frames set neatly aside. Quickly tossing them on so he could actually see, he moved for the front door.

Not really giving it any thought on who might see him, he ran to the doorway, bunny ears folded back to blend in with his hair.

He took a moment to catch his breath, before opening the door.

Only to find a smoking hot businesswoman wearing a suit that did nothing to hide her voluptuous curves.

Face turning red, his eyes snapped right up to her eyes, swallowing nervously. Behind the woman was a fancy black sports car, looking like it belonged to the government.

"G-Good afternoon. Is there anything I can do for you?" He finally spoke up, swallowing his nerves as he remembered to be polite.

"Kimikoko Kurubo, right? Glad I caught you while you were home. Now I know you've already done the extensive research required for a homestay, so I'm not going to bore you with the details. My name is Kuroko Smith, but you, handsome, can just call me Ms Smith." The woman wasted no time before delving into a dialog, sizing him up with a look that made him shiver.

He had about ten seconds to try and register what she'd said.

''Homestay? W-Wait wait wait!'' He mentally rambled.

"I know it was a bit short notice, but no one else was willing to take these two in. As you probably know, Lamia are half snake women, and people around here seem to not view them very kindly. I hope you won't be another one of those types…" Ms Smith rambled on, holding out a form. "Here, sign here so we can get this over with."

He thought the only thing that could explain the sudden appearance of Ms. Smith and everything that followed was what his mother had said before she left earlier that day, so he didn't dwell on it too much.

Before he could make heads or tails of what the hell was going on, he'd already signed his life away on whatever government documents she had in her hands. "O-Oh okay." He muttered, face flushing hot when she got a little close to make him sign, the grin and confidence she radiated making him weak in the knees.

Apparently, a dominating figure like Ms Smith was all that was needed to make him do what she wanted him to.

Damn bunny DNA…

"Now then, I've not got a lot of time left, so much to do today. I'm hoping I can leave these two in your care for the time being. Housing accommodations can be handled later, but I'm pretty sure you already handled that?" She prattled off, sauntering back down to her car.

His eyes slowly widened when not one, but two nearly identical-looking snake women exited the car, nothing to their names but the clothes on their bodies and the duffel bags beside them.

The looks on their faces made him completely ignore their drop-dead gorgeous bodies in lieu of running down to the street to help them out.

He couldn't stand seeing sad women, and one look at their faces made him want to do everything he could to make them smile, even a little.

Running up to them, he bowed nervously, before introducing himself. "Hello, my name's Kimihito Kurusu! Pleased to meet you." He said softly, trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible. "Can I take your bags?" He asked gently, throwing on a pleasant smile.

It seemed to do the trick in alleviating their nerves as they returned his smile with a little one of their own.

A few minutes later saw them sitting in his living room around his low-sitting coffee table, hands nervously in their laps.

He was sitting across from them, nervously fumbling his fingers together. They seemed nervous, either by his presence or something else entirely.

They were sitting close together, not meeting his gaze.

Upon closer inspection he noticed that they were shivering, and realizing that they were probably freezing, he excused himself from the room. He was gone a second later, vanishing into the rest of the house.

The younger Lamia watched him go, unsure how to feel.

"Miia, chin up, Honey. Just forget about those other people, they don't mean anything. Ms. Smith promised us this time, this one's supposed to be a gentleman."

Miia frowned uncertainly, turning back to her doppelgänger. The other woman looked strikingly similar to her, with little differences. She was a little taller, sounded more mature, and had an allure to her that spoke of her age.

Her boobs were also bigger, something that Miia had to contend with daily.

But that was beside the point.

"I know mom… I'm just…" Miia murmured, reaching up to pull on one of her stray bangs, seemingly out of nervousness.

"Worried he will be like all those other people?" The woman responded gently, tone understanding. Miia's eyes widened slightly, before she nodded. "Ms Smith promised us he was a good guy, but her sense of judgment is skewed a bit. If he's some creep, I'll strangle him with my-!"

"Mom! This is why I'm worried! You keep scaring the host families away!" Miia whined, pinching the bridge of her nose.

The older woman flushed, stuttering. "W-Well excuse me for trying to protect my daughter…" She murmured, looking away.

Miia sighed, pulling her into a hug. "I'm not trying to rile you up, Alena…" She muttered into her shoulder. "I'm just scared that he'll be like everybody else. I've been so excited to go to the human world, if we can't find a good host, Smith might send us back…" She trailed off.

The younger Lamia wrapped her arms around herself, looking away. "Humans are scared of Lamia's like us, even those other hosts tried to hide how afraid they were of us. I don't think I could handle it if he was scared too."

"Let's just give him a chance, Honey." Alena reassured gently, pulling her daughter into a loving hug from behind. "He is rather cute, I just hope that his hood looks blend into his attitude." She teased, face flushing lightly.

Although she meant well, she did begin to wonder where their host had vanished off to. If he'd simply made some half-assed excuse to get out of their company, she'd know he wasn't meant for them.

Either way, she was sure they'd both learn of his whereabouts soon enough.

And not a minute later saw the young man coming running back into the living room, a heaping handful of blankets in his arms.

The two Lamias watched curiously as he took wires that extended from the blankets and plugged them into the wall, pressed a button on a little device, and then came up behind them to gently wrap them both up in their own separate electric heated blankets.

"I'm sorry if I kept you two waiting. I-I noticed that you were both shivering so I thought maybe a heated blanket could help. I also cranked the heater up, but it will probably take a little while before the house heats up." He explained nervously, rubbing the back of his head with a little laugh.

He clasped his hands together, offering them a genuine yet gentle smile. "So, are either of you two hungry? I haven't eaten since breakfast and I'm starving. I was going to make some steaks for dinner, I-If that's alright with you two? In the meantime, I've got some games or TV you can watch while I cook." He offered, hoping his rudimentary knowledge of Lamia's biology wouldn't offend them.

The two snake women glanced at each other, blinking in surprise, before grinning.

After dinner had been made, they all found themselves back in his living room, winding down for the night.

Apparently, his cooking had been to die for, and although Lamia had limited tastebuds, the skills he put to use in the kitchen were not to be mocked.

A few hours had passed since he'd accepted them into his house, and he'd been trying his best to make the place comfortable for them.

For the two snake women, they'd found themselves in awe, relatively speaking, watching him go far and out of his way to make their lives there comfortable.

"I didn't really have any warning about you two showing up tonight, so I'm really sorry that I haven't prepared a room for you both. But, I want you both to have my room until I figure this all out. I refuse to have my guests sleep on the couch or anything like that." He'd commented firmly, making it clear that he was not so selfish as to take the bed while kicking them to the living room.

"I haven't done much research on Lamia's, but I know you both need a lot of protein right? First thing tomorrow morning I'm going to run out and get all the food we'll need, that way you won't have anything to worry about." He added, motioning towards the relatively empty fridge.

"In the meantime, I'll make all the food. I don't really work, s-so I've got all the time in the world, so please don't feel obligated to do any of the work around here. I really like doing all the work, keeps my hands busy, you know?"

"I've also set the heating up so that way when you girls wake up in the morning it won't be cold out. I heard Lamia can't stand the cold, especially in the mornings, so I've taken precautions against that."

"If there's anything else I've forgotten, please let me know. I-I don't want you two to feel uncomfortable while you're here." He asked, finally finishing his diatribe of dialogue.

Silence met his words, crickets could be heard outside with how quiet it had become. Kimihito opened his eyes to inquire about their silence, only to blush something fierce when the two reached up and pulled him into their embrace.

"Oh Miia, I think this one will do well! He's handsome, caring, and certainly a gentleman." Alena cooed in a low and sultry tone, grin widening as she pulled the young man into her breasts, taking an immense delight as his face rapidly turned red.

"Mooom! You can't just hog our host! I want to hold him too!" Miia whined, yanking the young man into her lap.

Kimihito's mouth opened and closed, doing his best interpretation of a fish out of water as the two snake women felt him up in more ways than one.

"He does seem rather toned for a human of his age. Makes me curious about what's hidden underneath these adorable puffy pants." Alena cooed, grin widening as her hands trailing his toned stomach, fingertips walking around his belly button. "I tease, of course. That pesky human law and all that…" She grumbled lowly.

"My my, for a human, you sure are…" Miia hummed alongside her mother, eyes trailing back up his body to his flushing face. Her eyes slowly widened when she took in the long tall bunny-like ears that had seemingly sprouted from atop his head, standing tall and at attention.

Alena's eyes widened as well, blinking in complete shock as she looked over the delectable little morsel of a bunny that they'd both come upon.

As for Kimihito himself, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was a little prey that had found himself surrounded by predators, curvy, voluptuous predators.

He swallowed thickly, offering them a shaky at best, grin. "O-O-Oh, well would you look at that! I seem to have left my bunny costume on! Gosh, this is so embarrassing! Y-You know what, I should go change! I-I've got to look decent for my guests!" The clearly a bunny, young man exclaimed in a terrible attempt to slip away, turning around as he tried to run out of the room.

He made it perhaps one foot before a pair of hands reached out to grab a cute fluffy little black tail that failed to blend into his sweatpants.

He shot straight, letting out the most unmanly-sounding squeak humanly possible.

"My my, just a costume huh? This feels too real for a mere costume." Alena hummed knowingly, slowly slithering closer as her hands kneaded his twitching tail.

"Mom, I think our host might not be fully human." Miia stated as if slowly coming to a realization. Slithering up behind him, she wrapped her arms around him, slowly pulling him until he was situated firmly in her lap once more.

"My my, Honey, I think you might be onto something." Alena cooed in delight, moving around until she was standing right in front of him. She licked her lips, her forked tongue slipping free.

Kimihito grinned nervously, shying away from their grins. He tried to hide beneath his round glasses, but that only seemed to egg the older woman on. "U-Uh… I-I guess I should explain… huh?" He muttered nervously.

"I think that's appropriate, yes." Alena nodded. "But, keep looking that delectable, and I might not be able to control myself." She practically purred, eyes half-lidded, a sultry expression washing over her face.

Miia laughed, pulling the halfbreed in close in a warm hug. The two Lamias circled around him, slowly wrapping him up with their tails.

"You know… You're really warm." Miia hummed gently, nuzzling his cheek with her own.

"Very warm…" Alena added, uncertainly. "Are you ill?" She couldn't help the motherly nature overtaking her when she noticed something that was off.

"O-O-Oh! I-It's nothing to be concerned about!" Kimihito murmured, heart rate steadily increasing. "P-Please, I just want to go make your bed." He tried to wriggle out of their grasp, to no avail.

"You look like you're in pain…" Miia pointed out, falling into the same protective nature that her mother had unconsciously dawned the moment she picked up on it. She reached up, beginning to gently run her fingers through his long black hair, pointed fingernails slowly running soothing trails down his ears.

He sucked in a gasp, stuttering something fierce. "O-Ohnnno no no, I-I-I'm fine!" He managed to choke out. "I-It's just, t-there's just a- I-I've got a, w-well it's not a pain o-or anything! I-It's sort of like a-a-a… burden." He rambled on, slowly growing quieter underneath the loving ministrations of the two snake women.

"Y-Yes! That's it! I-I've got a burden, a-and it's been really really hard to d-deal with lately." He swallowed thickly. "I-It's nothing you both need to worry about, j-just typical bunny things, t-that's all." He laughed in a forced, almost pleading tone.

"Oh, you poor poor thing." Alena cooed gently, reaching up to massage his shoulders while her daughter worked his ears over. "I'm not going to sit here while our new host is suffering. If we can help, we're going to." She admitted genuinely. "Lamia's are caring Monster girls, despite what most humans think. We don't like seeing others in pain, whether they are our kin or not." She explained gently.

Without realizing it, the young bunny found himself melting into the embrace of the two snakes, eyes threatening to roll to the back of his head under their touching.

"Please… Tell us what's wrong." Miia asked, her fingers doing magical things to his ears.

Wedged in between the two women, Miia's heaping bosom pressed into his back, with her mother's even larger breasts up in his face, he couldn't hold it back any longer.

His ears suddenly tore themselves from Miia's grasp, folding down to cover his eyes in embarrassment, nearly knocking his large rounded glasses off his face. "It's… mating season… A-And everything hurts, and nothing I do makes it any better. A-And being around you two isn't making it any easier…" He finally admitted, something he found far easier to accomplish hidden behind his ears.

All that met him was silence, and he feared that he'd said too much, or perhaps offended them.

He wasn't expecting Miia to lean into him from behind, her lips mere centimeters from his right furry bunny ear. "Would you mind if we…" She spoke lowly, gently.

"Help alleviate some of that…" Alena continued, her lips hovering near his other ear.

"Pressure?" Miia finally finished, not moving another inch until he gave them the go-ahead.

His eyes widened behind his ears, yet he didn't dare move out from behind them. "I-I-I couldn't possibly… a-ask that of you…" He muttered weakly, face flushing.

"Oh please, my adorably delectable little bunny. You didn't ask-" Alena cooed lowly, leaning forward as she nibbled ever so gently on the side of his ear, her sharp teeth lightly running over the black-furred appendage.

"We offered." Miia finished her mother's sentence, mirroring her actions as she nibbled on his other ear.

Kimihito felt that defense he'd placed around himself, the embarrassment of revealing his deepest shame to them wash away as he melted into their embrace.

Nervously biting his lips, he made up his mind.

"I-If… I-If you both… don't mind…" He murmured quietly, the embarrassment of what he was asking of them only alleviated somewhat by the fact that they had willingly offered, and he was so desperate for relief that he couldn't refuse their offer even if he wanted to…

"T-These last four years have been… e-exhausting…" He murmured. He missed the way the girl's eyes widened in horror at his statement.

''H-He's been holding back for four years…?'' Miia muttered mentally, nearly unable to believe her ears.

"Then let us end that terrible streak of yours." Alena hummed in a low, sultry tone.

Kimihito gasped sharply when her hand slithered down from his abs and below the waistband of his sweatpants. She grinned down eagerly at him as her hand wrapped around his aching third arm.

"My my, for such a delectable little bunny, you don't disappoint down here. How about I help soothe that ache?" She cooed, biting lightly on his neck before she slithered down to his waistline, pulling his pants down. She wasn't prepared for his aching manhood to wack her on the underside of her chin.

She swallowed thickly, staring at the angry pulsating head throbbing right before her, the red tip already leaking. She licked her lips, reaching up to wrap her hands around the base. He was so thick that one hand couldn't quite reach all the way around, but she certainly wasn't complaining.

Kimihito suddenly found himself sitting on the couch, the two snake women having slithered between his legs, parting his thighs open to get a full unhindered view of him.

"You poor little bunny…" Miia cooed, leaning down as she reached to cup his oversized jewels. They looked like they were at the breaking point, and each one of them were the size of a small apple.

But the pleased little mewl he made when she pressed her lips to them in a kiss made her feel things, and it only egged her on further.

While her daughter was busy relieving the tension from his full aching orbs, she licked her wet mouth in preparation to please the rest of him. She pressed her full lips to the head, staring right into his eyes to gauge his reaction.

His eyes nearly crossed, face prominently resembling a ripe tomato.

She grinned, kissing it again and again, sucking every time she went to pull away. She continued to tease him for some time, before eventually slipping it into her mouth.

He sucked in a sharp gasp as she wrapped her long forked tongue around his throbbing shaft, pumping his entire length with her surprisingly muscly tongue while she sucked the head with her mouth.

"O-Oh g-gosh!" He groaned, unable to keep the sounds inside as Miia's continued fondling of his full balls was rapidly getting to him. "P-Please don't stop…" He hummed weakly, feeling light-headed.

As for the snake in question, she grinned underneath the shadow of his phallus, before returning to pleasing him. Like her mother, her tongue slithered out from her mouth, circling around both of his pulsing orbs, massaging them, coaxing them for the heavy load they held within.

Between the two of them, it didn't take long for him to reach his peak.

"O-Oh- d-dear…" He exclaimed, body tensing up as he released everything he had. Four years of chastity and denying his body what it had been demanding of him was suddenly released, and he couldn't stop it once it started.

By the time he'd finished, he'd painted Alena's once vibrant red hair white, his thick essence leaking from her lips before vanishing into the valley of her breasts, painting them white too.

Alena pulled away, grinning in glee as she turned to her daughter, her daughter snake leaning up to steal a kiss from her. The younger yet equally beautiful snake woman moaned at the taste of the bunny's seed on her mother's tongue.

Kimihito huffed heavily, his release taking so much out of him that he passed out not a short few moments later.

If there was one way he expected his night to end, it certainly wasn't receiving his much-desired relief at the hands of the two most beautiful Lamia's he'd ever met.

If he could turn back the clock, he wouldn't change a thing. The only thought that passed through his mind as he drifted off to sleep was the fact that Ms Smith had gotten his name wrong, but he was too exhausted to dwell much on it…

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