The night had barely passed when I heard the knock. It was soft at first, like a whisper in the wind—then three quick taps, followed by the sound of the door creaking open on its own.
I froze. I wasn't sure what to expect, but when I saw them, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
Three women stood in the doorway, dressed in classic black-and-white maid uniforms. But that's where the normalcy ended. There was something… off about them. Something unnatural.
The first one stepped forward. She had long, wild golden hair that cascaded down her back in waves, almost glowing in the dim light of the room. But it was her eyes that stopped me cold. Slitted, yellow, like a snake's—piercing, calculating. She was tall, too, with a slender but powerful frame, her movements smooth, like a predator in the wild. Her smile widened as she saw me staring, her lips curving in an almost too seductive way.
"Good evening, Mr. Graves," she purred, her voice deep, almost intoxicating. "We've come to help you adjust."
I stood there, frozen. My throat felt dry, but I managed to force out a word. "Adjust? What do you mean?"
The second maid moved forward. She had short, dark hair, almost black, and violet eyes that seemed to gleam with an otherworldly glow. Her skin was a deep brown, smooth and radiant, and her full lips curled into a playful smirk as she assessed me.
"We're here to make sure you get comfortable," she said with a husky tone. "The madam's orders."
I blinked, trying to process what was happening, but then the third maid stepped into view. She was taller than the others, with sharp red hair that hung in messy waves down her back. Her skin was as pale as porcelain, and her eyes—green, glowing, and hungry—locked onto mine. But it was the tail that really made my stomach drop. It was long and thick, covered in scales, slithering behind her like some serpent's weapon.
I barely had time to react before she smiled slyly. "You look a little… surprised, Mr. Graves. Don't worry, you'll get used to it."
"What the hell are you?" I choked out.
She gave me a devilish smile. "Monsters," she said. "And you're here with us now."
Before I could even process the words, everything moved too fast. The golden-haired maid pulled her top off first, revealing smooth, glowing skin that almost shimmered under the light. Her large breasts bounced free, the pink nipples stiff and hard, as though they were beckoning me. She stepped closer, her serpentine eyes flashing as she tugged at my shirt.
The violet-eyed maid wasn't far behind, quickly unbuttoning her dress and pulling it off in one fluid motion. Beneath it, her body was just as stunning—smooth, toned, and undeniably seductive. But what really made me gasp were her fangs—slightly visible as she smiled at me, revealing sharp, predatory teeth. She wasn't just human anymore.
I tried to speak, but my mouth felt like it was full of cotton. I was caught—paralyzed, a mix of fear and lust flooding my senses. But before I could say anything, the red-haired maid moved closer.
And that's when I saw it—the tail. It wasn't just a tail; it was a living, slithering appendage, covered in black scales that glistened in the light. She flicked it lazily behind her as she stepped into my personal space, her eyes never leaving mine. The tail wrapped around my leg, the tip gently teasing my calf, as though it had a mind of its own.
"Don't pass out now, darling," the golden-haired maid said, her voice turning sweet and syrupy. "You're about to learn a lot."
But the truth hit me like a freight train. They weren't just maids. They weren't even human. They were—monsters. And I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
I started to feel dizzy, like the world was spinning. The knowledge felt like a weight pressing down on my chest. And before I could react, the room went dark.
——
When I came to, the first thing I noticed was the slurping sound. The rhythmic sound of something wet and eager. It echoed in my ears, and I shot up, heart racing in my chest.
I was no longer in the bed.
I was lying on a soft, plush rug, surrounded by them.
The maids.
They had removed all of their clothing, and now… now they were eagerly exploring my body. The golden-haired one was kneeling between my legs, her soft hands tracing the outline of my pants, her tongue flicking out to taste the air near my groin. The violet-eyed maid was sitting beside me, her tail wrapped loosely around my waist, her body pressed against mine, breasts flush against my chest. The red-haired one was standing, watching with a hungry look in her eyes, her tail swaying gently in time with her breath.
The golden-haired maid's mouth was at my waistband, her lips brushing against the fabric, before she looked up with a mischievous grin. "It's been so long since we've had a new subject to play with," she purred. Her tongue flicked out again, this time against my skin, and I shivered.
I tried to move, but they held me down, their hands firm but gentle. I could barely focus, my mind a haze of confusion, lust, and terror.
"Relax," the red-haired maid whispered, her voice dripping with both desire and dominance. "We're here to show you what you've been missing."
And then, everything blurred again.
My vision came back in fragments—blurry shapes, heat, wetness. The soft rug was soaked beneath me with sweat and something far stickier. My body ached in a way that was new. Wrong. Addictive.
And then I heard it again.
Slrp... slrp... schlck...
I groaned. My hips twitched involuntarily. A soft giggle danced through the air, followed by the sensation of hot breath brushing against my inner thigh.
"Looks like he's waking up~" the golden-haired maid cooed, her voice thick with sin and satisfaction.
I looked down—her lips were pressed against my cock through the thin fabric of my pants, which were soaked. Her tongue slowly traced the outline of me, her eyes glowing with those hungry, reptilian slits.
Slrrrp...
"Ah—f-fuck...!"
She grinned, fangs glinting in the dim light. "Still sensitive, are we? You poor, poor man."
The violet-eyed maid was nestled against my chest, her legs straddling one of mine, grinding slow, wet circles against me. Every breath she took came with a low, husky moan.
"Mnnn~ ahh... gods, he smells so good," she whimpered, her tongue dragging up my neck before nibbling my earlobe with her sharp teeth.
The redhead stood behind me now, crouched low, her long serpent tail coiled tight around my torso like a harness. It pulsed against me—hot, slick in places, like it was alive and throbbing with lust. Her breath ghosted along the nape of my neck.
"You're taking it well," she whispered, voice low and deliciously cruel. "Most men cry before the fun even starts."
Her tail tightened around my waist, pinning me in place. I gasped, my muscles tense, my cock straining against my soaked pants. My skin burned from every touch—every teasing lick, every brush of their breasts, every sultry exhale against my neck.
The heat was unbearable.
The pleasure was maddening.
And then—
[SYSTEM UPDATE – BREEDER PROTOCOL STAGE II]
[HYBRIDIZATION DETECTED]
[GENETIC LIMITERS: DISABLED]
[Subject #7—AWAKENED]
[ADJUSTING PHYSICAL PARAMETERS…]
[PRIMARY ORGAN MODIFIED: Type: OGRE | Size +72% | Texture: Lumpy | Vascularity: EXTREME]
I screamed—not from pain, but from the violent wave of heat that tore through my core like a dam bursting.
My cock twitched once—then erupted in size.
My pants couldn't take it.
The seams ripped open like paper.
The fabric shredded as something huge, inhuman, and throbbing with raw biological power forced its way free.
It had changed.
A beast of a cock, thick as my forearm, veined like a tree root, with lumpy ridges along the shaft—each one twitching independently, pulsing like they were alive. The base was massive and swollen, like a root cluster meant to anchor it inside a womb.
The head was flared, mushroomed, and glistening, already leaking ropes of thick, hot pre. The color—an angry, bruised red, mottled with darker shades, as though it had been forged inside a furnace.
I could feel it throbbing.
It wasn't just hard.
It was furious.
And it wanted inside something now.
[BREEDING STATUS: ENGORGED]
[OVULATION COMPATIBILITY: HIGH]
[MATING INSTINCTS — ENGAGED]
The golden-haired maid gasped, her eyes wide.
"By the gods," she moaned. "He's been… gifted."
The redhead's tail quivered around me, tightening possessively.
"I want to be the first," she growled, her voice cracking under raw desire. "Let that thing ruin me."
The violet-eyed maid ran her tongue slowly across the bulging, ridged shaft. She whimpered as her lips trailed across each thick vein.
"It's too big," she whispered, voice trembling. "It's… perfect."
Then all hell broke loose.
The golden-haired maid dropped to her knees, licking up the underside of the massive shaft like she was worshipping a god. Her tongue danced between the ridges, savoring every twitch, every flex. Her face pressed to the thick root base, lips parted in reverence.
The redhead straddled my face again, grinding harder, wetter, her juices flooding over my mouth as she cried out.
"Don't hold back," she panted. "Make me scream—make me split."
The violet-eyed maid was pawing at the ogre cock now, stroking it with both hands and still not able to wrap her fingers around it.
"It's going to reshape us," she moaned. "This thing… isn't made for humans."
[STIMULATION LEVELS: MAXIMUM]
[MULTIPLE TARGETS: READY]
[BREEDING SEQUENCE: CHARGED]
The golden-haired maid mounted me like a beast. Her thighs trembled as she hovered above the monstrous cock, lining herself up with trembling hands.
"I need it in," she begged. "Don't stop me, no matter how loud I scream."
And she sank down.
Her pussy stretched absurdly wide, lips spreading around the swollen, veiny girth like it was tearing her open.
She gasped—choked—then let out a moan so loud it rattled the walls.
Her stomach visibly bulged as more of the shaft slid into her, the ridges dragging along her insides like a rolling pin.
"YES—YESSS—IT'S TOO MUCH—MORE—BREAK ME!"
The redhead howled from above as my tongue plunged into her again, drinking her down like wine.
The violet-eyed one grinded on my leg so hard she left slick trails, her mouth biting into my shoulder to muffle her screams.
[BREEDING STATUS: OVERDRIVE]
[RELEASE: IMMINENT]
The golden-haired maid's eyes rolled back as she slammed down to the base, impaled fully on the ogre cock. Her belly was distended, skin stretched tight from the sheer size of the shaft buried inside her.
"It's too much—oh gods—I'm gonna—"
"BREED ME!!"
And I did.
I came.
Not like a man.
Not like a human.
I came like a beast.
Hot, heavy ropes exploded from the cock, flooding her insides like a broken dam. Her womb swelled instantly, stomach rising higher as her body convulsed from the overload.
She screamed, back arching violently, clawing at the floor.
The redhead came on my face, juices spilling down my chin as she collapsed, panting.
The violet-eyed maid came from watching, humping my leg like a creature in heat.
[IMPREGNATION RATE: 91%]
[REPEAT SEQUENCE: INITIATED]
[SECOND TARGET LOCKED – Switching Positions]
They weren't done.
I wasn't done.
The ogre cock throbbed harder, still slick, still hungry.
"You're not getting rest," the redhead said, voice breaking from lust. "You're getting emptied."
And with that, they swarmed me again—hungry, soaked, insatiable.