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I looked out the window at my little community, watching everyone wander by. Strea wasn't to be seen, but Honey was gardening. Dae was sitting outside working on crafting something or another, probably a farmhouse table if I had to guess from its shape. Aurora was at the pond, basking in the cool autumn breeze and letting the leaves fall around her. It had been almost a year since she'd shown up on my doorstep, and she was the last one to do so.

I missed having new people to nurture. My home was still a place of power; why had no one new shown up?

I turned back to the kitchen, working on the "family dinner" that was a weekly event I held for everyone here. It got everyone together so that we could talk on friendly terms outside of work, and it gave me the opportunity to cook for people. I was alone cooking, though, since I never tended to ask for help. It was one of my many failings.

The red sauce bubbled on the stove, a slow simmer that would continue for hours until it could be poured onto noodles and meat. The smell of garlic filled the air, and I knew the bread would be done soon based on that.

Sadira was the first one to show up, following the scent on the air. "That smells great, Tala!" She enthused, and started to set the table with plates and silverware. She was the one who was the most likely to help me at any given time, and I was grateful to her for it. She had been the most affectionate towards me since moving into the cabins, and I realized she thought of me more as family than a boss right around the time she started disappearing on her lunch breaks for hours at a time. She had truly settled in, and seemed much happier than she used to be.

That had been all I'd ever wanted in making this little compound: improving the lives of people who needed it.

Even giving them jobs at the club was more about making them feel like they were working for what they had rather than actually needing their help. The fact that I needed help didn't matter; I could have hired anyone I needed. In fact, I did; those living on my land didn't cover all of the employment needed. Some of them, like Honey, didn't work there at all.

They all stayed rent free. I made more than enough profit from the club to cover everything, and after a few hundred years of being alive, I had no need to keep money. Everything I needed, I had, and could have ten times over if I wanted.

I pulled out the bread and started the noodles and meat at the same time, since neither would take long. It had been a few moments, and I hadn't answered Sadira; I rushed to make up for my mistake. "Thank you! The sauce for this spaghetti is gonna be homemade; I'm too lazy or I'd try homemade noodles too."

When I was almost done, the rest started filtering in, taking their spots at the table. Strea was last, taking the opposite side of the table from where I sat. She looked distracted, staring repeatedly out the window while we started serving the food. When I got to her, I leaned down, asking in a whisper so no one else could hear,"What is it? Do you sense something?" She'd found me by sensing me; I couldn't help but hope she was sensing something else.

"Yes. A kobold is nearby, a little north. I'm gonna guess in the forest, but that's as much as I know. They're not very strong, but I can't tell anything else," Strea muttered back.

"I'll look into it after dinner." I promised her, and sat down in my spot. Was this what I'd been hoping for? Someone else I could help, who I could welcome into my home? I tried to keep my excitement buried. There was no telling what I would find.

I was barely paying attention to the chatter- mostly club talk- at the table. No one seemed to notice; I was usually talkative, but everyone was prone to bouts of long silence with this particular meal. Something about spaghetti, despite being simple, was enough to make everyone feel at home- and they were all so busy eating it they barely noticed if someone was more quiet than usual.

Dae and Sadira started cleaning up once we'd all eaten, and I made my excuses, taking off into the forest with Strea. She would fly back once she'd led me there; she wasn't a people person, and wouldn't be useful if the kobold was scared of strangers.

"They're this way. I wish I could tell you more. They might just be wandering through, or they might sense me. You never know with these things." Strea whispered to me. We didn't want to startle them before we found them, after all.

"Noted. I'll find out. Don't be surprised if I bring them home," I warned her, keeping my nose in the air to see if I could start to scent them. From there, Strea could head back.

"You're always bringing home strays of some sort." She responded dryly. She noticed my nose twitch, and stopped, turning away. "Good luck; looks like you've got it from here on." She opened her wings and took off, back towards the compound to do whatever it was she did in the hours she stayed in the cabin alone.

I followed my nose to a small clearing, where I found the kobold. They were the color of a copper penny, with a slightly lighter belly, and a thick tail that was nearly the size of their body. They were hugging it in their sleep, curled up in a patch of sunlight. They appeared young, though I wasn't quite sure how young. It was enough to have me approaching them with a warm demeanor rather than caution. I was a stranger, and they might be scared.

"Hey there," I spoke in the softest tone I could manage, kneeling down beside them. Their eyes snapped open, and they examined me, both startled and curious. "You've wandered close to my home. What's your name?"

"Haypenny. What's yours?" They asked, and I judged from their voice that they were an adult- if young, probably close to Sadira's age. Sadira was in her early twenties; I suspected that Haypenny couldn't be much younger than that, if they even were.

"Tala," I answered. "Are you cold? Hungry? I have some leftover food back at my house from the dinner I made tonight. Do you have a home?"

"Okay," they said, standing up and rubbing their eyes. "I could use something to eat...And no, I don't." They gave me no further answer, and I decided that was enough. I stood up, gesturing at them to follow me towards my cabin. It wasn't too far of a walk, thankfully, and at least I had other people that lived close by so it didn't look like I was leading them to their death.

"Then you're welcome to stay after dinner, if you want. Only what makes you feel safe, though," I told them as we walked, a small smile on my face. "I have plenty of space on the grounds to add a new cabin if you want your own space, and I have a spare bedroom if you decide you just want to stay with me."

"Okay!" They smiled, still sleepy. They seemed to be perking up, looking around in excitement. Their tail had started to swish, and I wondered how they didn't fall over from it- or their hips that seemed large for their short body.

They were wearing a loose poncho, made of some kind of soft material that I suspected helped to keep them warm during the cool nights, but it wasn't close enough to their body for me to notice anything about their type except the hips. I wanted to ask, but I didn't, content to let them tell me whatever they wanted as they were ready to do so.

We arrived at home, and I led them inside to the now-clean table, sitting them down while I grabbed a bowl and some of the lukewarm spaghetti. One quick microwave later, and they were digging in, making noises that were too cute to be real that I took to mean that they enjoyed my food quite a lot. The others were used to it; this cute little kobold was completely new to what it was like to live around me. With their belly full, they were yawning again; I'd interrupted their nap, after all.

"If you want to stay, I can show you to the guest bedroom," I offered, the corners of my lips twitching upwards.

"Mmhmm," they yawned, their ears twitching. I knew I'd have a better conversation with them once they were more awake, but for now, they just needed a good night's rest. I didn't know how long they'd been traveling, or how much sleep they'd had recently.

I led them into my spare bedroom, and they crawled into the soft, plush bed. They were out almost as soon as their head hit the pillow without even covering themself in a blanket, and I sighed in contentment, grabbing one of my thicker ones out of the closet. Once they were tucked in, I adjusted some pillows around them- and realized they were reaching out in their sleep.

I left the room, returning with one of my many stuffed animals. When I pressed it into the outreached arms, they curled around the stuffie, pulling it close to their chest. 'Whoever neglected or abandoned this adorable one needs to be punished,' I thought to myself, shaking my head.

A few hours later, they woke up, wandering back into the room I was in. I was watching something on the internet, and was surprised when- without any kind of warning- they were leaning against my side. I hesitated, and then put my arm around them, worried it wouldn't be welcomed.

They relaxed into it, and I smiled. "What's wrong?" I asked, gently running my nails on the back of their neck in small, affectionate circles.

"Mmm... Wanted company." They answered, drifting off at the feeling of my claws on their hide. There were no scales, just that soft feeling of skin, like petting the underside of a lizard. It was fascinating, and enjoyable, and I found myself focused more on scratching their back and neck than anything else. They were shivering under the feeling of pleasure, their eyes closed and mouth slightly parted.

They were a stranger to me, but something about them...I could defend myself from anything, but I didn't suspect I'd have to. They were lonely. Were young kobolds always like this? I'd have to ask Strea.

"You can stay with me tonight, if you want." I offered, giving their shoulder a squeeze.

"Really? Thank you!" They seemed a lot more chipper at this, watching my videos with me until- shortly- I too grew tired. I stood up, leading them into my bedroom with me, where they snuggled up into my collection of blankets and pillows on the massive, oversize bed.

I almost stripped naked out of habit, but stopped after my shirt was off, and started to put it back on. "Sorry, I'm used to sleeping naked so it was habit," I explained.

"You don't have to be clothed for me!" They exclaimed, snuggling further into my collection of pillows. I realized I'd need to make their bed just as comfy if they weren't going to sleep with me every night in the future. "I'd rather not be clothed most of the time, too."

"Oh. You don't have to be clothed either, if you don't want." I stripped down the rest of the way, crawling into bed. Casual nudity was nothing to me; I was a concubus, after all. This was standard practice. I didn't intend to make Haypenny a victim, and had no intention of seducing them like I might any other stranger who wandered into my home.

They didn't respond, but they sat up and tugged off their poncho, tossing it to the floor. It was the first time I got a good look at their body; I could see a sheath, just barely, and a good sized sack beneath it. I'd been right about them having sizable hips, and they had a curve to their chest without having tits that I found...compelling. I quickly looked away, realizing I was oogling the poor dear.

I crawled into bed and pulled the covers over my body, grabbing the remote next to my bed to turn off the light. It didn't take long before I heard Haypenny's snoring, and the comforting feeling of another person with me helped me drift off faster than usual.

When I awoke, it was because I felt something touch me. I blinked open my eyes, still half asleep, and saw that they had snuggled up to me in the night much as they'd automatically grasped for a stuffed animal earlier. Their face was right against my chest, and they were nuzzling against my breasts in their sleep.

I wondered if they'd be embarrassed if I let them do this until morning.

I started to wake them up, but their nuzzling felt nice, a caress over a part of me that hadn't been touched in an affectionate way in some time. I decided to let them be; there was nothing to be embarrassed about. Plus, I was enjoying it.

Almost as soon as I made that decision, I felt their lips latch around my nipple- and soft suckling followed, slow, more instinctual than anything. They were clinging to my body now like I was their mother, and the warmth of their arms and their mouth elicited a small moan from me. I couldn't help it; the simple gesture felt so good. It was erotic, but not in the way that it normally was. It felt, usually, like clumsy mouths seeking out nipples for no purpose except my pleasure, too big, too rough- but this was sweet. It was gentle and soothing and my own instincts responded.

I cradled their head, holding their body against mine and allowing them to continue their sleep suckling. I had never breastfed before; I wondered where my instinct came from.

I hesitated. I could shapeshift the ability to do it; that was the beauty of being a concubus. One little shift and I could be feeding them what they were unconsciously craving, and I could know what it felt like. It was so tempting, and in my half-asleep state, it seemed like such a good idea. Whatever we were doing didn't have to be more than this. They could just have a little midnight snack in their sleep, and all I was doing was taking care of them.

I felt the makeup of my body change, and soon, a soreness in my breasts and nipples that was pleasant. I felt them swell just a bit with the new addition to their function, and after a few moments, I felt the first bit of milk start to leak from them into the muzzle of the sleeping kobold.

Their sucking picked up a bit, and the sound changed to be less dry. There was a relief to them drinking from me I didn't know how to describe, and I stifled a moan, trying not to wake them.

It was too late. I could see their blue eyes looking up at me in the dark, but there was only a brief moment of hesitation. Their mouth didn't stop. In fact, I heard the soft thumps of their tail start, the vibrations of it wagging against the bed impossible to mistake for anything else except happiness. They hugged me tighter, tongue and lips eager to drain my breasts empty.

And I was in heaven. It felt so good, so pure. Of course, there was a sexual undertone to it because of who I was, and I could tell from the hip movements against my thigh that it was like that for Haypenny, too. But it wasn't exclusively about how hot it was. It was just a moment of intimacy, of bonding, that I had to assume we'd both needed.

"I can feel your need against my thigh," I said softly. I didn't want to ruin the moment, but the throbbing was insistent. I imagined it was painful, and if the ache between my legs was any indication, I needed it too. "If you want, I'd like you to fuck me. You don't have to stop what you're doing now."

They needed no further coaxing. "Okay!" They said, moving from my side to be on top of me, though there was a bit of adjustment to be made. They had to stop suckling for a moment, and I felt a wash of disappointment- until I felt them rubbing between my nether lips, getting coated in my fluids, before plunging in with one thrust. We gasped at the same time, clinging to one another to maintain a grip on our composure.

They leaned back down, adjusting one of my tits with their hand to keep it in line with their muzzle, returning to their excited suckling as they started to push into me. They weren't slow; there was no buildup. The curve of their cock rubbing at the sensitive walls in combination with their tongue on my nipple- more responsive than usual due to the swelling- was enough to drive me wild.

I was whimpering, one of my paws on the back of their head keeping them in place, feeding off of my breasts while they pumped into me. The warmth and the bliss was spreading through my body, like being too close to a bonfire. It was pleasant but overwhelming, and I felt a fog start to settle into my mind. I wanted nothing more than for them to continue fucking me forever, to continue feeling the liquid leaking out of my tits and their eager lapping.

They stopped for only a moment, a smile on their face. Their eyes were sparkling in the dark when they looked up at me, adjusting their hips so that they were slamming into me, their tip sliding so deep inside me I imagined it to be close to my cervix. "You're so pretty, and you've been taking such good care of me."

"I'm like a mom," I joked, and shuddered when I felt them respond with harder thrusts. I realized they were excited by that idea, and I grinned, lightly running my claws down their spine. "Oooh, you like that. You want me to be your mommy?"

"Mhmm!" They responded, and shivered, fingers digging into my hips.

I wrapped my legs around their waist, tugging them as deep into me as possible; their grinding against me rubbed against my clit, pushing me closer to the pleasure building up in me. I needed them to finish in me, and I realized- too late- that we hadn't thought about safety at all. Both of us had been half asleep when this began, and now, we were too wrapped up in one another to stop. It was so hot, and I was so close.

"Please don't stop, please breed me," I gasped before I could stop myself. Part of who I was made me unnaturally fertile if I wanted to be- and thinking about it, even if I never acted on it, was often enough to drive me over the edge.

And it appeared to for them, too. They gave a soft cry, burying their muzzle between my breasts, and I felt the pulsing of their cock as they spilled into me. They felt so good, and the idea of being full of their cum was too much; I cried out, clinging to them as I pushed back against them for their final few pushes, all I needed to push myself over that edge as well. My own release rushed to meet their's, leaving us panting and spent.

Their muzzle moved back to one of my tits, latching back around the wet peak. Their eyes were closed, and their breathing was slowing down every moment. I realized they were likely going to fall asleep just like this, without pulling out, sinking into my soft fur as their bed.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around them, getting comfortable with their body on mine. I'd want to talk to them in the morning about everything, but for now, I was happy to have them just with me.

I woke up before they did, but they'd shifted off of me during the night to be curled up at my side. I smiled and slipped out of bed, tucking the blanket around them and pressing a kiss to their forehead. I figured if nothing else, the smell of breakfast would rouse them, and we could spend time talking about what the future would hold. Would they move on? Or would they stay and negotiate a life here with me, as had the others?

I was right; the smell of waffles and eggs soon had a sleepy kobold walking out of my bedroom, rubbing their eyes. They sat down in the same place at the table they had before, watching me move around the kitchen. I was humming as I put their waffles onto a plate, bringing it over to them with some butter and syrup. "Eggs and bacon are almost done, give me just a bit," I promised them, and heard the immediate sound of their tail thumping against the chair.

Honestly, they were some perfect combination of kobold and puppy.

I sat down with them once the rest of the food was done with my own plate of waffles, watching them devour their's. I smiled and nibbled on a few bites, before beginning. "So, last night...happened. I'm not upset about it; I really enjoyed it. But I want to know if you do genuinely want..." I trailed off, unsure suddenly how to begin.

"I enjoyed it too!" They responded, mouthful of waffles. "I do want you to be my Mommy. Especially if I keep getting fed like this." They paused, tilting their head to one side. "Unless you meant the me breeding you thing? Because I want that too!"

I was floored. Both of those things were things I was going to bring up, but they'd answered my questions in one fell swoop. "Well, okay then. I'm glad we've established that. If you ever want me to breastfeed you again, tell me first since I have to...shapeshift the ability to do that."

Their mouth formed a perfect, small 'o' in responde to that, eyes widening. "You can shapeshift?"

"Yeah. I'm a concubus, it's part of the territory," I explained, stifling a giggle.

"Concubus? Is that like a succubus?"

"Yeah, there's succubi, incubi, and concubi. I shift between the functions of both succubi and incubi, so I'm a concubus." I elaborated; it was something I often had to tell people about, since everyone mainly just heard about succubi. Plus, I didn't look like a supernatural being.

"Neat!"

"Thanks. So, last question: you're welcome to sleep with me if you want, but do you want your own cabin?" I asked.

"Just my own room...Except, can we make it cozy?" They perked up at the idea of this, and I laughed. I didn't know what they meant by cozy, but I knew it was something I wanted to do for them, so I nodded. "Awesome! I want to turn the bed into a blanket fort with lots of pillows, and blankets, and some fairy lights? Like I'm some fancy royal the dragon would come and steal."

"Funny you mention dragons," I said, laughing. "Come on. Let's introduce you to everyone, since you're going to be staying with us."