Black and White Frills all over Ch 4/4

Story by foxyscribe on SoFurry

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When Felix applied for a job as house-staff at the enormous Lasseter estate he did not expect to be interviewed by a feline maid. Even more, he did not expect that to get the job he would have to wear a magical costume and become an animal-maid himself? But for 200k a year could he really refuse?

Still, things only get worse for our poor hero, now heroine as he discovers that his new colleagues are more than a little sexually aggressive and that the head maid, a tabby cat called Silver seems to take great pleasure in teasing him.


This is chapter 4 of 4. These are not 4 stand-alone stories and they need to be read in order. If you have not read chapter 1 please start there: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1150251

Ch1 : https://www.sofurry.com/view/1150251

Ch2 : https://www.sofurry.com/view/1150889

Ch3 : https://www.sofurry.com/view/1152383


I woke up, my alarm set correctly this time, though once again I seemed to wake up with a hand between my legs and my sheets a sticky mess. Damnit, I was going to have to strip the bed back again. I sighed slightly and climbed out. I still felt a little horny but I ignored it and striped the sheets from the bed, placing them in the laundry basket. This time at least, it had not soaked through to the mattress.

I ran my bath and laid out both my uniform and the cosmetics I would be using today. I liked how my red nails had looked yesterday and so I decided to pair it with a red lipstick this time. I submerged myself into the warm waters and worked through the time consuming process of shampooing, conditioning and scenting my fur. It took almost an hour and then brushing it all out took another 20. Honestly, even with that, I felt like I was rushing things, perhaps one of the other girls would be willing to help me sometime. I had so much hair to brush it felt somewhat overwhelming even with my induced knowledge.

I applied my makeup trying to ignore the little pulses of embarrassment the intensely feminine activity caused me. I pursed my red shiny lip, it felt a lot more provocative than the black had. The black had looked really good too, maybe I should switch back? I shook my head slightly after a moment. Who wants to do the same thing every day?

I threw on my uniform, slipped out the door and entered into the servant's hall. Once again the others were already there and they each gave me a welcoming smile. "The red suits you Fifi, Nya" said Silver with a smile "Trying to impress someone?"

My face went bright red, that was not the case "Ah non, non. I just wanted to try something different"

She gave a giggle "Well, regardless, you will have a chance to impress, do you know how to drive Nya?"

My eyes widened as I nodded, she wouldn't, she couldn't possibly ask me to go somewhere like this.

"Good" she said "I need you to take the van down to the Rossetter Garden Centre, we have a shipment of flowers we need to pick up, Nya"

I sat mouth slightly agape "Aah. Ees zat really okay? Aren't we a...a secret or something?"

Silver gave a wide grin "Oh no, Nya. That would be most awkward don't you think?" she gave a small smile "but if it helps, we have a long standing relationship with Rossetter, the staff there, they have seen all of us, Nya"

I nodded slightly, really rather nervous "Oui Madam" I blinked for a second as something occurred to me, the local area wasn't in my imprinted knowledge "Uhm, where eez eet?"

Silver stared at me for a second "have you never used a satnav Nya?"

My face just flushed and everyone laughed "Oui, Oui...I...will find eet"

She threw me a set of keys "It's the red van Nya, you will find it in the garden garage" she handed out a number of tasks to the others and then clapped her hands twice quickly.

"All right, Nya, get to it! And don't get lazy! Just because there isn't too much work just now, doesn't mean that will always be the case"

I gave a half, idle nod and started to move towards the door, Ruby came up behind me and I felt her grope my ass lightly from behind, I glanced back slightly red and she just stuck her tongue out. I wasn't trying to impress her.

Knowledge of the garden centre might not have been imprinted but I knew where the garden garage was. I worked my way through the house and out to the back conservatory. I passed the pond where I had rested just recently and found the small sub building. It wasn't locked and a button at the side activated the mechanism causing the garage door to slide open. The red van seemed to be a Vauxhall and the logo of the estate was emblazoned on its side. Sure enough, the keys unlocked the door and I climbed in, sliding into the leather chair and fastening the seat belt.

Rossetter was a saved location on the satnav and I made the selection as the device plotted out the route for me. It was only about 3 miles. Well okay then, that shouldn't take too long. I hadn't driven a van before but it did not seem a whole lot different and I set the gear as I took off.

The route wound mostly through country roads and I saw only one other vehicle whose occupant stared at me rather wide eyed. I got rather nervous as I suddenly realised I didn't have a licence that matched my current appearance, in fact, I didn't have my old licence either, I had left that at home. Fortunately I didn't run into anyone else before I pulled into the garden centre. There were only 3 other cars in the carpark but I guess it was pretty early in the morning. I was not going to complain, I certainly did not want an audience. I pulled on the handbrake and stepped out of the vehicle.

Someone must have spotted the logo on the van because an older looking man came running out as my heels clacked down onto the tarmac "Oh, a new one!" he called as jogged up and held out his hand "Hey I'm Hugo, We have your shipment ready to go"

I just blinked slightly and gave a nervous smile shaking his hand "Ah, eet eez nice to uhm..meet you Hugo, I am Fifi"

He gave me a grin "Fifi Huh? Not Noir or Onyx? That Silver does like her colour themed names" I blushed slightly and he gave a laugh, I was a little surprised that he wasn't leering at me but I guess he had met the others and gotten used to us a little "Fifi works too though, nice to meecha Fifi"

He gestured for me to follow and we walked through into the Garden Centre. It wasn't the kind of place I visited often, a sort of immense greenhouse filled with plants, tools and inappropriate stone ornaments but it was nice in a sort of mundane earthy way "Here" he said and gestured at a series of large pallets "You girls are strong right? We should be able to manage these between us"

I nodded "Oui, I zink eet should be okay" He seemed to shiver slightly as I spoke, maybe not entirely used to it. I had to admit as I reddened slightly, I understood why my accent might have this effect and even I found my voice a little arousing. He was professional though and moved around to the side of one of the pallets.

It took half an hour or so to get these loaded into the van. Even with my strength, they were still heavy and there were 6 of them. I bowed my head slightly as we finished up "I assume zey 'ave been prepaid?"

Hugo nodded "They sure have, safe journey home little lady"

I smiled slightly, every time it felt like I was getting kind of used to this, it all got a bit surreal again "Good day, Monsieur" he gave an almost imperceptible shiver again and waved goodbye. I climbed back into the van and pulled out of the car park.

It wasn't long before I was back at the mansion, although, I was slightly surprised to find the estate-gate lying open. I was sure I had closed it earlier. I got a little worried as I drove up the driveway and used the button on the dash to order the gates to close. If someone had noticed that I had left that open, I might get into actual trouble, instead of the sexy kind.

As I pulled up to the front of the mansion I made a small sound of surprise, there were three, unmarked, black vans parked out front. I guess I had not left the gate open after all. It must have been opened to let these vans in. My smile dissolved to a slight frown as I realised they were blocking off the route around the mansion to the garden garage. I parked the van at the front and climbed down. I was starting to get a little worried, something did not feel right, why was the front door lying open?

"Hey" shouted a man's voice and I glanced quickly to the side. He was dressed simply in jeans and a checked flannel shirt. He had been standing on the other side of one of the vans and was now slowly walking towards me. I took a half step backwards, something about this really did had me on edge and I felt a little bit of panic bubble up in my stomach. It seemed my instincts were correct, because after only a few steps, he raised a pistol at me from somewhere; the motion was so fast, so unexpected, I really was not sure where it had come from. I had started to raise my arms but he fired without saying a word. It didn't make a lot of noise, I guess perhaps, it was silenced, although, I had heard even silenced weapons make a fair amount of noise.

I did not feel any pain, had he missed? My mind very quickly decided that surrender wasn't an option and I threw myself behind the red van. I was panicking now and my dive had landed me on hands and knees. I tried to scramble to my feet but my heart was beating so hard I thought it might rip itself out my chest. I had heard of people being shot and not realising until they fell over but apart from the blood racing through my veins, giving me a pulsing headache, I didn't feel anything. Fear had me paralysed however, and it was about all I could do to avoid going further into a foetal position, I tried to will myself to move but I just couldn't. I had never seen a gun before and it had really caught me by surprise. Unfortunately when my assailant rounded the van I was still on the ground, trembling.

He laughed "Well, well. Who would have thought we would find you out here, you are the one that Chambers really wants you know" he levelled the pistol at me and I closed my eyes "Well, Good night Skunk"

I am sorry to say that at this point, the fear was so overwhelming that I wet myself. I think I cried softly as I felt the damp release and waited to be shot. No shot came however, instead, the guy just started screaming and I heard a thump as he fell to the floor. My eyes bulged in surprise as a sudden, strong scent of citrus suffused the air. "W...What?" I said spinning. The guy was writhing on the ground, clutching his eyes, most of his face and head was coated by a vibrant yellow liquid and there was a pale yellow cloud, hanging in the air around him, which seemed to be slowly dispersing. Wait, I hadn't pissed myself. I started laughing, Holy shit, I just musked that guy. Those sneaky little-, clearly they didn't want to leave me with a skunks actual musk, that could have been disastrous but somehow they had replaced it with a really intense, lemony liquid. It didn't smell bad, in fact it reminded me of all of the cleaning chemicals I had been using but that citrus in the eyes must really hurt.

I noticed his gun lying on the ground and quickly moved to grab it, I couldn't let him get that again. I picked it up gingerly, like it was a venomous snake that might turn and bite me. Suddenly, I realised it was a dart gun and not an actual pistol. I felt myself relax a little. I thought about what he had said and with a grim expression, pointed and fired it at him. At this range, I really didn't need any skill and sure enough, I had him in chemical-induced sleep and tossed into the back of one of the black vans moments later.

I held the pistol uncomfortably and approached the house. I cursed Silver silently, could she not have at least given me some way to drop the sexy motions when something serious was happening? I moved quietly into the front lobby I had cleaned yesterday and noted a pair of security guards out cold and piled against the wall. Looks like Mr Chambers didn't want to kill anyone. I gulped slightly, thinking about that nasty, greasy man. There was no way I was going to let him kidnap me. I looked around the lobby and sighed; what was I going to do? I couldn't fight this. There were 3 Vans worth of bad guys, sure id taken one out but I had got incredibly lucky and despite having his dart gun, I doubted I could hit anything from more than a dozen feet away.

I decided id sneak up towards the servant's quarters. I couldn't fight them but perhaps I could find some of the others and despite the ridiculous motions imposed on me, I knew for a fact that this body could move pretty silently. Part of me definitely wanted to just run but what was I meant to do looking like this? Without the others help, I wouldn't be able to take the costume off next week. I considered a variety of routes and decided that the best was probably the most direct. I removed my heels and hid them next to one of the vase-plinths , taking off on silent-paws.

I saw another guard lying unconscious on the way, this one had fallen over and knocked into one of the plinths. Broken pieces of vase and flowers lay strewn across the floor. I frowned slightly, one of us would have to clean that up later. I shook my head, what an odd thing to focus on. Oh wait, guard! I moved over to him quickly and checked his pulse, he was alive. I then checked his holster. Damn, empty. I think the guards carried real guns though, to be honest, I think I preferred my tranq-gun, not that either were likely to do me any good.

I turned the corner into the servant's quarters. I glanced at the kitchen door, I could really use a cup of tea just now. I actually debated whether it might be worth it to calm my nerves but before I could make a decision, a plain-shirted fellow eating a French-fancy emerged from the door. We just stared at each other for a moment before he went for his gun. I was close and closed the distance as he was pulling it from the holster, my hand came down in a clumsy, open handed slap and smacked at his wrist before he could raise his weapon. My strike might have been clumsy but it was powerful, I told you earlier that this form was strong and he grunted in pain as his weapon scattered nosily to the floor. To his credit, he reacted quickly and immediately aimed a blow at my face with his other arm. Unprepared for combat but with naturally quick reflexes, I just managed to avoid the blow while kicking at his groin.

I was pretty terrified and I was definitely not above playing dirty but I did not expect the scream that erupted from his mouth, nor did I expect his eyes to roll up into his head and for him to slump against the wall, sliding down with an unpleasant squeak. Sure, I might not have one just now but I knew exactly how much that hurt and as bad as it could be, it typically didn't result in unconsciousness. I looked down and my eyes widened, my hand moving to cover my mouth "Oh...s...shit. a...aaah, S...sorry, I did not mean" I had removed my shoes earlier and was moving on 'silent paws' this meant, that it was not just my foot that had crashed into the poor man's groin, it was also my blunt claws. There was blood and I took a couple of steps back dancing from foot to foot. I looked left and then right before shooting him with a dart. I had no idea just how much damage I had caused but honestly, he was trying to kidnap me. I am unsure how sorry I should feel for him. I glanced down at the blood matted into my fur. I would need to do something about that.

I paused for a second listening, trying to determine if anyone else might be nearby but I couldn't hear anything and so, I started checking each room, one by one, placing an ear at the door briefly before opening it. Ruby and Scarlets rooms were empty, part of me was a little surprised they didn't share a room but then, I suspected they were not really twins. I popped into my room quickly because it was next. I did not like the blood in my fur and I took a couple of minutes to quickly rinse it out. I went to leave my room but caught sight of myself in the mirror. I stared for a second. I had taken down a pair of skilled mercenaries while in the body of a sexy skunk wearing what, let's be honest, was a fairly fetishistic maids uniform. I posed slightly and gave a small laugh, Holy shit, I was a badass sexy skunk maid. It was ridiculous considering last week; I was just some overweight loser looking for a job.

I nodded to myself and moved onto Silvers room. I really hoped she would be in here but unfortunately when I pushed the door open, there was no sign of her. I let the door close behind me and had a quick search, checking the bathroom, wardrobes, even under the bed. I sat down with a small sigh. Well, what now? I could try and hunt down the mercenaries and as long as I caught them at short range, one at a time, I could probably deal with them. Seemed unlikely.

Leaving seemed a slightly better option but still bad, I would probably be stuck like this forever. I'd have no ID, no proof of any of my story and probably be at the mercy of every sleezeball that wanted a piece of this skunk tail. Honestly, this was still the better option, barely, but if I stayed around here I was likely to end up Chambers prisoner and then what? I could probably convince some of my friends that I was... I groaned, Silver had deleted knowledge of my old name. Well, that didn't help but I could probably still convince them to help me, if could get them to stop drooling that was.

I got up, my heart heavy, I felt like a coward but I thought I had already risked a lot more than anyone could have expected of me. I took a last look at Silvers room before leaving, you know as the Madam...I mean, head maid, I would have expected her to have a nicer room but it was the same as the rest of ours, which simply meant it was beyond exquisite. Same bed, same wardrobes, same dresser. I blinked for a second, hey there was a key on the dresser. I moved over quickly and grabbed it. That was the key she had used in the dressing room, if I could get that tablet, I might be able to deactivate the costume. I know Silver said I had to keep it on for a week but with how much she had been teasing me, could that have been a ruse?

I popped my head into the corridor, making sure no one was there and quickly headed to the dressing room. I wish I had found a way to help the others but in the absence of anything else, a way to escape more successfully would have to do. Fortunately, I didn't run into any other thugs on the way and managed to slip into the room unseen.

I was breathing surprisingly deeply when I fumbled the key into the drawer, successfully pulling it open. Yes! The tablet was there! I grabbed it excitedly and pressed the power button at the side. No! It wanted a password. I slapped my hand against my face. Of course it was secured. Why on earth did I think this was going to be so easy, of course the device was going to be locked down. What was I thinking?

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I slumped against the wall for a second, looking towards the ground feeling defeated. I guess it was back to plan 'be a sexy skunk for the rest of my life'. Was that the worst thing? Maybe not but it certainly came with a whole bunch of difficulties. I glanced at the tablet, if only I knew the password.

Wait.

My eyes narrowed, it couldn't be. I swiped the screen to unlock it and the password dialogue faded into view. My small claws made typing on this thing kind of annoying but by taking things slowly, I was able to enter text accurately.

"PasswordNYA"

The lock screen vanished to display a series of panels with all our names on it. They were all greyed out stating "Out of Range" apart from mine. That stupid cat! How could she secure the tablet with the Wi-Fi password? What was she thinking!

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I tapped my name and a series of options appeared in a list. I frowned slightly, I tapped the status button which seemed to bring up all sorts of information and diagnostics about me. My vital conditions, physical measurements and other similar details. My eyes widened, I was a G cup? That pervy little! I always knew they were ridiculous but come on. I tapped the next option which was called 'packages' and a long list of text boxes came up; a couple had a green tick next to them. Oh wow, these were the skill packages that had been uploaded to my brain earlier. There was the 'house layout' ticked, there was 'cleaning levels 1 and 2', 'basic and intermediate cooking'. 'Carnal and erotic knowledge - basic proficiency'. I blushed for a second before my eyes widened, holy shit, there were 4 more levels of this not assigned to me.

Well, this was all fascinating, but it didn't help me get out of the costume. I was about to move on to the next section when I noticed an unchecked package at the bottom of the screen. 'Basic Self Defence'. My eyes widened slightly as I scrolled the list further down to find Tai-kwon-do, Aikido, Krav-Maga, oh! Basic Marksmanship. My little skunky face was suddenly sporting a rather large grin, I had a new plan. Maybe it wouldn't work but there was a chance and that was all I had wanted. I tapped "Basic Marksmanship" and it asked me to confirm the upload. I clicked Yes with a grin and suddenly, I felt a lot more comfortable with the gun, I knew how the dart would fall during travel, how to aim it and how to reload it. I needed more!

I tapped basic self-defence and clicked yes, a whole new set of knowledge flooded into my brain. How to stand, how to block or roll with a hit, how to trap a knife. Something else flooded into my brain as well and that was a subtle, throbbing pain. It faded quickly but it gave me a bit of a fright. I frowned at the list, it seemed like there might be a limit to how much knowledge I could upload or perhaps some kind of consequence to doing it too much. I hesitated with my finger over Tai-kwon-do. Did I risk uploading one more? I took a deep breath and placed the tablet back into the drawer, locking it again and hiding the key in one of the drawers filled with maid costumes. I managed to beat that guy in hand to hand combat without this knowledge. I was stronger than them, faster and my claws might be small but they were still brutal with my strength behind them. I didn't need any more than this. Best try with this, than risk ending up drooling on the floor, brains leaking out of my ears.

I slipped out into the corridor, feeling a lot more confident in myself. I still had to be careful but if I could track them down, I was fairly sure I had a good chance. Unfortunately, I had no idea where they actually were. I considered a circular route around the house that might cover the main areas. I thought it made sense to check the wing where Masters Bedroom was, perhaps check the conservatories at the back that led out into the gardens. If I only knew where he kept his valuables, or his magical artefacts, I suspected Chambers would know but nothing was marked like that on my internal layout. That wasn't, after all, the kind of thing you marked on a map.

My eyebrows shot all the way up, a room you don't find on a map. My mind immediately shot to that door near the ballroom which had caused me so much confusion yesterday. There, if there was anything hidden in this mansion, it was there. I nodded slightly to myself rather pleased and began softly padding in that direction, passing several more unconscious security-guards on the way. I glanced at them as I passed. I wondered if the training I now possessed was the same that was granted to them? In fact, possibly I had a good deal less, considering the options I left unassigned. I was struck by a moment of uncertainty, it had not, after all, done them much good. I tilted my head as I continued to move like a black and white shadow through the wooden halls. They lacked my physical attributes however and they certainly could not have moved silently the way I was.

Sure enough, I found the door broken open and two guards standing outside. I stopped almost instantly and took a half step back, crouching slightly out of sight. I glanced down at my pistol, quickly checking the remaining darts. three, damn it. I should have taken the other guards gun. I quickly popped around the corner and fired off 2 shots. The first met its mark and the man gave me a look of silent surprise before slumping to the ground. The other however, failed to fire; the dart gun was not meant to be fired so rapidly and the mechanism hadn't reset properly. The other guard didn't hesitate to pull his own gun and return a shot at me but I had already vanished back around the corner. Fuck, that wasn't meant to happen.

"Hey, It's her" he called "The Skunk's here, she's got one of the dart guns. Jack is down" I fumbled at my gun and tried to reset the trigger. Damnit, the marksmanship knowledge was mostly focused on more traditional guns and it didn't include weapon care or pistols like this. I tucked the useless weapon into my dress, my heart was beating hard as I tried to consider my next move. He couldn't approach me here. If he came round the corner at this range he had almost no chance of hitting me before I was on top of him but the opposite was also true, if I circled around to get him, he would be able to get a shot off before I could close the distance. It was a stalemate, except he had functionally just called for allies.

I quickly thought about the house layout. It would take me far too long to race round to the other side of the corridor and catch them by surprise. If I could somehow keep their attention and find a faster way around, that would be my best chance but there was no adjoining corridor, wait! There was a way. I took a deep breath and called out "Do you zink zat eez my only pistol? I 'ave already taken out more zan one of you bozos" That was technically true and I had considered running back to the servants quarters to get the other guys weapon but It was a longer journey than I liked.

Please work, I thought to myself as I immediately dodged through the door to my left, trying to close it as quietly behind me as I could. It was a guest bedroom that had not seen use in some time. The mattresses were bare and the room didn't look like it had been dusted for a few weeks but being a bedroom, it did have a laundry chute. I shook my head slightly trying to ignore the absurdity of the entire situation. Now normally, there was no chance a laundry chute would fit such a curvaceous skunk as I but nothing in this house was done by half measures, more like, the opposite...double measures? It was a tight fit and my poor boobs and thighs complained as I squeezed myself down but I had no time to feel sorry for myself, this plan was time sensitive and I had to move. I managed to drop down into a slightly wider chute, normally, I should have had to make an effort to explicitly stop myself from sliding further but I was like a fluffy brush in a tall glass; I was not moving unless it was intentional. I looked up at the opening I had fallen from and saw it was one of a half dozen which gathered here. I tried to judge which one would be most likely to lead me to a room on the other side of the goons and made an educated guess. I mean, I was fairly confident due to the detailed house map I possessed, I just didn't know for sure. Climbing up was a little harder but in some ways the tightness was beneficial and soon enough, I was climbing into a very similar room to the one I had left.

I rubbed my chest in annoyance, my nipples actually quite hurt from that little trip, though, my massaging was helping. I listened at the door, really hoping it wasn't the room directly opposite the one they were guarding. I could hear voices and they sounded like they were coming from my right as I had hoped. I snuck silently out of the door and glanced round the corner. Damn, there was 3 of them now, that was bad, but not entirely unexpected. The good news though was that they were focused on the entrance I had fired from before and none of them were looking this way. I took a deep breath, I couldn't mess this up, all it took was one dart and it was sleepy time; I'd probably wake, tied up in Chambers sex dungeon or something.

I moved quickly, faster than even I thought I could. I embraced one of the goons from behind, catching his hands in my own, effectively taking control of his gun. I tried to ignore how my already tender breasts felt as they pushed into his back, his struggles making it a little worse. I managed to grip his dartgun, adjusted the aim slightly and squeezed his own fingers down on to the trigger. A quiet thwup, one dart later and a second goon, who barely had time to start moving for his own pistol, collapsed into a drooling heap.

The one my hands wound around started to struggle more violently but I brought my fists down on his stomach in a Heimlich manoeuvre. I struck him hard and his struggles slowed as he gasped and choked. The third goon had turned round at this point and his gun was coming up towards me. My eyes widened slightly and I tried to shift behind my goon shield. It worked and fortunately the 2 rounds he fired, both struck the choking goon who soon turned limp in my arms.

I threw the unconscious guy towards him and he took a half step backwards to avoid being struck but that was all the opening I needed. With an elegant bound, I leapt over the slumped goon and struck my opponent's wrist with an open palmed strike, quickly following up with a swift right hook, aimed at his head. The gun went flying but he parried my hook with more skill than I possessed, though, he was clearly surprised by the strength of my blow.

He slid backwards slightly from the impact into something very much like a boxers pose. My own stance was much looser, less practiced but I was more agile, able to shift my weight in a way that was simply impossible for him. His first few blows were not serious, simple things to test my reactions and I could tell the results concerned him, as with each test, his movements got more defensive. I waited for an opportunity and before long I got it; a half-hearted punch, so defensive, it contained almost no force at all. I took it on my right shoulder as a way to close distance; I barely felt anything as I brought a swift knee up towards his stomach.

A sudden pain caught me by surprise and I felt my balance start to go. Where had that sweep come from? My knee had missed completely and he had taken the opportunity to go for the one leg that still connected me to the earth. I flailed as I tried to save my footing and to both our shocks I found it. My retreating leg from my ill-aimed knee should not have been able to keep me on my feet, but then it was assisted by a frankly absurdly massive tail and it bought me the second I needed to regain my balance. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't elegant but I returned to my fighting stance eyeing him very much more warily, all his test blows had just been a ruse to make me focus on his upper body, this guy was dangerous.

The goon shook his head for a second not taking his eyes from me "No way I am losing to a fucking stinker, I don't care how much Chambers said not to hurt you." He swung another blow at me, a big swing that started at his waist. My eyes went wide, holy shit, where had that knife come from? Clutched in his hand in a reverse grip was a wicked looking blade and I only just managed to throw up a clawed hand to deflect it. Deflecting with my claws hurt and I could see it had scored them, they were not as tough as that knife and there was no way I wanted to do that again. My eyes focused on him intensely as he probed at me, looking for an opening. I only needed a small window of opportunity myself, If only I had something I could parry the knife with but I had nothing. I glanced down at some of the dart guns lying on the ground. If I could get one of those I could probably end this. I bit my cheek slightly, I bet with some of the other martial arts packages, I might have been able to do a crazy backwards flip and grab one as I went past or something similarly Hollywood but unfortunately, I suspected, if I tried to get hold of one, he would be upon me.

I took a slight step backwards, retreating before his persistent probes. If only that stupid gun hadn't broke. I could still feel it at my side where I had jammed it under my dress, pinned in place by the tight ribbon of my apron. It still had a couple of rounds, it just wouldn't fire. My eyes widened slightly, Wait. I slid my hand under my skirt, standing at a slight angle to try and make it unclear what I was doing. He seemed to sense something and made a particularly aggressive jab, that is when my hand, pistol gripped tight, swung round to try and smash it into his wrist and potentially parry his blade.

Well, that had been the plan but I had to admit I was scared, this knife was much more frightening than the dart guns and a mixture of adrenaline and fear meant that my grip on the gun was a lot poorer than I had thought. What actually happened, was that as I brought it round, far more violently than I intended, it slipped from my hand, flew through the air and smashed into his forehead with a loud dunt.

He crumpled to the ground, knife tumbling to the wooden floor with a metallic clink. I just stared at him for a few seconds before gathering both hands to my chest and jumping into the air shouting in triumph "Oui!! I am unstoppable!. Take Zat!" I gave a small laugh, although I was interrupted by a loud, unpleasant voice "Well, well, that sounds a lot like Miss Fifi. You have come to pay me a visit?"

I smiled slightly, with the arrogance that comes from a series of accidental successes "Eet Eez and you are next!"

I was answered by mocking laughter "Oh my, is that so? I think you forget I have your friends here. I would recommend you discard any weapons you might have gathered and surrender for their own safety"

I snorted a little moving to the side of the door and shouting in reply "Or what, you are going to put zem to sleep? I would prefer you didn't but eet eez not much of a threat"

I felt the vibrations as much as I heard it and I think the little screams from within the room frightened me more than the gunshot. That wasn't a dartgun. I had only ever heard a gunshot on TV or in a computer game and let me tell you, that noise touched something primal in me. My confidence drained, my bravado vanished like smoke. I felt like an idiot. Badass skunk, what was I thinking?

I took a deep breath as I stood next to the door, what was I going to do? I didn't think there were any more goons, had one come out behind me while I was backing away from knife, I don't think I would still be here. I closed my eyes and focused. I thought I could hear at least 2 voices whimpering in there, one was definitely Silvers from the quiet nyas I could make out. There were at least 3 of us, maybe 4. Surely there was a way out of this.

"I've already missed out on the Cheetah" his voice called "I could lose another, I would make your choice quickly though maid. I don't see you have much choice, perhaps whatever enchantment gave you those tits, drained your brains into them"

I frowned slightly and called in "Don't underestimate me. The 'enchantment' made me much stronger and faster zan you zink" I think I managed to keep my fear from leaking into my voice, I just hoped they understood.

A mocking laughter replied, one that was becoming increasing familiar "Faster huh? Perhaps, but not much is faster than a bullet. We can test it out, if you wish"

I took a deep breath, was I really going to do this? I thought about the way Silver and Ruby had teased me, even Scarlet sometimes. I considered how unbalanced it had made me, how unexpected it had all been but also how much I had secretly enjoyed their attentions. I considered the work I had done, the food I had made, my afternoon working in the kitchen with Ruby. I didn't want this to stop, I didn't want to go back to what I was before, I wasn't going to let this stop.

"All right" I said and raised my hands into the air, taking a few steps into the room. I really had to bite down a curse, even now, my hips would not let me do this without that erotic swing. As expected, there stood Edward Chambers. He hadn't even made an effort to hide his face. He looked a little crazed and seemed to be swinging his gun rather wildly at Ruby and Silver who were huddled together, sitting on a bench at the side of the small room. Scarlet lay unconscious next to them, though, I could see her chest rise and fall slowly, I guessed she had been tranqed.

I only had a second to examine the room. It looked like the entrance to a bank with thick grey stone walls and wooden benches down each side. At the back was a heavy round metal door continuing the theme. It all looked like something from a heist movie. A small stack of beige coloured C4 sat nearby, not yet deployed. What the hell, this was even more serious than I thought, Chambers didn't just intend a kidnapping. Chambers waved the gun towards the bench causing the pair to whimper "Get over there bitch, do you have any idea how much trouble you have caused me?" he leered at me and I shivered under his gaze "You will make it up to me later, that much I promise you but for now, get on the fucking bench"

I took a few steps towards him "Let zem go" his eyes widened and he threw his gun up towards me "Don't come any closer, don't you dare fuck with me" he was almost screaming and I flinched, holy shit, this was frightening. What would happen if I got shot like this? Would medical treatment even be possible?

This was quite the risk but when I heard that crazed Nya, I knew it had paid off. They had gotten the message. As soon as the gun was aimed at me, Silver was on_him. The gun skidded to the side as he screamed, I must admit, I had been really worried it would go off when he was jumped but I guess, I had lucked out_again. Silver was merciless and was tearing into him with her claws. She had knocked him to the ground and was on her hands and knees swiping at him. He was shielding with his forearms but that only meant they were getting torn up instead. His defences were starting to weaken and there really was quite a lot of blood being splattered onto the stone floor. I was genuinely a little worried she might kill him and I was really rather unsure how I felt about that but suddenly, one swipe went straight past his guard and grabbed his head by his dank hair. She smacked his head, hard, off the flag stoned floor with a dull, slightly wet thud. He went limp and I really did think he might be dead for a second but Silver took his pulse and stood spitting on him

"He is alive" she said, her voice still wavering with adrenaline. I couldn't tell whether she was unhappy about that.

A weight barrelled into me from behind and I could feel Ruby's hot breath rush past my ear in ragged gasps. She was whimpering slightly and had her hands wound around my shoulders tightly. "You saved us" she said. I could feel her heart hammering, her burgeoning chest pushing into my back. I twisted in her grip so that we were face to face. Our breasts heaved against each other as she looked into my eyes still panting. I could see her fright and fear but I could also see delight and awe. She immediately enveloped my lips in hers and kissed me deeply. It was certainly not unwelcome and I returned it earnestly, it rather helped banish the pain and fear that had been building up throughout the whole ordeal. I felt Ruby's hands start to wander down towards my ass; her sinuous fingers tracing a massaging, meandering route down my side.

No, no. I was a badass skunk now, there was no way some little fox was going to dominate me. At least, not today, tomorrow was still up in the air. I think she must have sensed the slight smile that tinged my lips because her eyes widened just before my leg tripped her and I caught her gently, lowering her to the ground, straddling her prone form. I was on top now.

I grinned at her slightly as she stared at me wide eyed. Her tail was going crazy, whipping back and forth behind her. I took a moment to look up to Silver, who was shaking her head despite sporting a massive smile. "Madam Silver? Do you 'ave to remove the costume during your week off?" I asked.

Her smile slid slightly to something more mischievous "Well Nya, as long as you don't go too far from the mansion then No" she stretched slightly "Ruby never takes hers off"

I looked back to Ruby whose expression had changed, she looked a little sad and didn't seem to want to meet my gaze. Her tail was still whipping but it had slowed a little "I...I don't like who I am, when I am not Ruby" she said quietly.

I felt like I could understand that so I smiled advancing a pace, still on hands and knees "Well, I don't know about when you are not Ruby, but when you_are_ Ruby, I like you very much"

She stopped avoiding my gaze and just stared straight into my eyes. They were like big pools of muddy water, warm and deep. There were tears gathering at the edges and she wiped them away with a clawed hand "Fifi..."

I silenced her with another Kiss and she melted in my arms as I wrapped them around her neck. Silver snorted "Well I guess I had better go check on the Master Nya, honestly you girls, making me do all the work!" she walked back up to Chambers and gave him a swift kick in the stomach before grabbing him by the back of his collar "You two have an hour, then I expect to see you in the Servants hall Nya, we have some tidying to arrange"

"An 'our" I said after Silver had left the room "Eet eez not enough" The lusty fox writhed below me and gave me a coquettish look, now that was not an expression I expected to see on her face.

"Oh I don't know" she said lustily "You can do a lot in an hour"

I laughed, a deep throated sound that contained its fair share of lust as well "Oh you naughty little fox, they should have made you a minx"

She laughed. The traces of fear were gone now and we continued to embrace, our lips locking hungrily. I let my libido run wild and was for the first time more than a willing participant; I was in fact taking the lead. Writhing on the floor like this should have been uncomfortable but our thick fur coats helped immensely and soon we were both panting and moaning in unison. My body was so sensitive, Ruby could practically make me cum just by writhing against me. My enormous breasts felt like they were on fire and little explosions of sensation, like fireworks, rolled out in waves from my pussy any time she brushed past it.

It wasn't long until I screamed out in orgasm, oh god, when had she gotten her fingers in there? And the way her clever mouth was suckling at my breasts was maddening. Damn it, I had wanted to take charge this time! I felt like I was losing control. I panted a few times, still moaning at the little aftershocks that continued to besiege my body. Ruby wasn't prepared to let me rest however, and her warm, furry form, wrapped around me again to continue her assault.

I squealed as her needy mouth enveloped my right breast again. I was so aroused that my swollen areola could be seen clearly through my fur in addition to my thick, swollen nipples. She teased at my pussy with probing fingers at the same time she was worshiping my quivering bosom. My whole body was jiggling and bouncing like I was made of jelly and my mouth hung open in erotic, drooling need. Ruby moaned, her voice thick with lust "I can't get enough of that needy face of yours, Fifi. What a slutty little skunk you have become" I tried to respond but really, speech was difficult just now and instead I just gave an erotic moan.

This was simply unacceptable, I was a badass skunk and I, at least for today, was not going to continue to be toyed with! She squealed suddenly as I managed to spin her around getting into a sitting position above her face, her legs sticking up in the air. I panted a couple of times, moaning lewdly but I just managed to squeeze out some words "M...my turn" and buried my blunt muzzle between her thighs. She thrashed out in pleasure as my tongue lapped at her needy slit and I drank her juices like it was fine nectar of the gods.

Ah fuck, her thrashing was getting me going again, with my oversized breasts, I was like, what, 20% erogenous zone? It was arousing for me just to exist! Clearly very unfair and as a result, by the time she orgasmed, crying out in pleasure, I was panting like a dog in heat.

By the time we had finished some 20 minutes later, we had reduced each other to sticky, damp, piles of shuddering flesh. I don't know how Ruby had the energy to push in for another kiss but I pulled away with a lusty, tired giggle. "Ah. Ruby. Non. We need to stop, I need a shower before we meet Madam Silver"

Ruby gave a satisfied purr "Ah...you are right, perhaps we could pick up later?"

I gave a laugh, was there any stopping this fox? "Oui, Ruby I am sure we could" she blew me a kiss and disappeared from the room. As soon as she was gone I slumped slightly and drew in a rabid gasp. Today had taken a lot out of me and that fox was hard work! It took me a couple of moments to gather myself and I dashed, cheeks flushed, back to my room to get cleaned up.

I was late to the hall but Silver didn't give me into trouble, only a lusty knowing look. It seemed the Master had been tranquilised, Chambers had intended to keep the source of this attack secret if he could and had left him unconscious in his room. Silver had already put in calls to the police and to a private medical service used by the mansion. She had even organised for a building firm to come and repair the broken door. We started our own cleaning while awaiting their arrival, though Scarlet rested in bed.

It was surprising just how quickly everything got tidied up and by dinner time, all the bad guys had been taken away, the master and the security guards had been taken to a private clinic for observation and the secure room door had been replaced. Silver gave us the evening off as she prepared dinner for us herself, a rather delicious set of fish cakes served with the creamiest mashed potato I had ever tasted. I checked my mind for the recipe but it appeared that this one was a Silver special!

After dinner, I retired to my own chambers. I had a long, luxurious bath and shampooed my fur twice! I felt happy and relaxed as I walked, snow-white towel wrapped around me, back into my bedroom only to find a familiar red fox perched on the edge of my bed.

I'd like to say that I was a bad ass skunk that evening but there is no doubt who was in control. I didn't mind though and as we cuddled afterwards, I considered how most people would never know how incredible it felt to cuddle with this plush layer of fur covering each of our bodies. I drifted off to sleep, considering just how much my life had changed and in such a short time as well. I wondered if I had ever felt as peaceful or as happy as I did now.

I woke groggily the next day, my head lying on the slowly rising chest of Ruby. I raised a hand to rub a sleepy eye and paused.

Silvers grinning face was staring right at me and she seemed to be holding a paddle in one of her hands.

"8 O'clock, Nya" she said, slapping the paddle lightly into one hand a couple of times "You two are late, you know what that means"

My eyes widened as I scrambled back and Ruby began to groggily awake next to me "Ah, Ah...I am sorry Madam Silver, please...I will be ready een just a moment!" she advanced with a grin, still slapping that paddle, her tail lashing dangerously behind her. "I am afraid you are going to be delayed Nya"

I yowled, it seemed, this was going to be another eventful morning.