I told Kenaka to keep watch and let me know when someone wakes up before I followed Ume to the public restrooms with Mametama in my arms. Alarm bells rang in my head when Ume suggested going into the girls restroom, especially when she dragged me inside and there were two demon girls already inside checking themselves in the mirror. Much to my surprise, they didn’t even bat an eye when I came in. In fact, they didn’t seem to notice I was inside as they went on with their girl talk like they were still by themselves.

“Relax, Jin, they don’t know we’re even here,” Ume said after she brought us to the far wall of the women’s restroom, “Remember my Ancient Magic? I used it to make us undetectable to other people. Now, it’s just the three of us knowing what we’re doing with no one the wiser around us. We can make whatever noise we want, dress however we want, and nobody will even realize what’s happening around them.”

Mametama in her cub form looked on in amazement, “Lady Umeiyon had demonstrated this magic earlier, but even then, I am still shocked. It is as expected of Milord’s wife to be so incredibly capable.”

I asked her through [Telepathy].

Nyra said.

“Alright, Mametama, change to your Demon-Kin form,” Ume commanded like she were her own familiar.

My cub familiar nodded and jumped off my arms to get to the restroom floor before a puff of yellowish-white smoke appeared and engulfed her. The smoke quickly cleared, and in the cougar cub’s place was the dark-skinned woman I saw in the dungeon on one knee. The jade and white hairs on her head, limbs, cougar ears, and matching tail shined under the restroom’s light as she stood up. I gained a better glimpse of her tanned form under this light, seeing the lines of toned muscles around her abdominals. I’d say something about her arms and legs, but other than looking big, I couldn’t look past her fur to see the muscles underneath. I then noticed down below that her garden was pure white and contrasted from her dark skin.

Needless to say, Mametama’s Demon-Kin form was an exotic sight that already had me straining against my pants.

“Hmm, yes. Even though this is my second time, it’s still an astounding sight to see,” Ume commented as she approached Mametama in Demon-Kin form. Then, unexpectedly, my wife cupped one of my familiar’s fun bags in her claw and played with it in a pondering manner.

The contact had the tanned cat woman trembling slightly in place while taking a shallow gasp.

“It’s about the same size as mine, but slightly firmer and perkier. Her areolas and nipples are a little smaller though,” Ume described as she jiggled and moved Mametama’s milk jug around while cupping her own for comparison.

I wasn’t sure if female acquaintances really compared each other’s bodies like I had seen in manga and anime, but seeing it happening before my eyes made me feel blessed to be here.

“Mametama, do you feel anything as I’m doing this to you?” Ume then asked as she give the tanned meat bun a few squeezes.

“Mmh … this sensation is so new to me, but it does not hurt. It is still very sensitive though,” Mametama responded with a sexual undertone.

So she is still sensitive and getting used to her new body. It’s just as I suspected back in the dungeon, but damn, this is so hot.

Nyra said, reading my thoughts.

“Okay, good to know,” Ume said before pulling her claw away, “Now, Mametama, it’s time to take on your first task as Jin’s newest harem member. Make him feel good so he can shoot plenty of man spunk I can use for samples.”

“W-What?! Now?! Here?! But there are … wait,” Mametama said, looking flustered at first, but then remembered something.

Ume nodded, “That’s right, you don’t need to worry about anyone outside the three of us. My Ancient Magic is in effect, so nobody will hear, listen, or even smell what’s outside of my field. Since you’re still getting used to your new body, I’ll let you go at your own pace, just do whatever you need to get Jin’s baby batter out so I can keep it in this container. From the looks of it, he’s been backed-up all morning.”

Mametama’s eyes glanced over to where my wife’s were directing before the former flushed.

Though I wanted to interject, say we needed to wake the others for breakfast and get ready to meet with Noire, drinking in Mametama’s body with my eyes were fogging up my thought processes.

Though she was flushing in embarrassment at first, Mametama’s face hardened with determination, “... Understood. Please excuse me, Milord.”

Before I could say anything, Mametama pinned me to the wall with her claws on my shoulders. Since we were about the same height, she was able to look straight into my eyes. From where I stood I saw her yellow, slitted cat eyes dilating, like she had a delicious prey in her sight.

“Milord … to properly please you, I have only what I saw from you and the girls last night to use as reference. I also have … next to no experience with males. I ask that you please excuse me in advance for my lack of experience in these arts,” Mametama informed.

Come to think of it, she did mention about working almost non-stop to get a good position back in her realm. Guess she wasn’t called ‘Queen of Diligence’ for no reason, but does she really have no knowledge with this stuff at all? In that case ...

“It’s fine, Mametama,” I said, “I think in a case like this, when in doubt, just go by your feelings.”

Mametama blinked in confusion, “My … feelings?”

I nodded, “Yeah. Consent may have to be kept in mind, but this is really doing what you want to do with your lover while both have a good time. This is … your first time, yes?”

Mametama only nodded meekly while keeping her eyes on me.

“Then we’ll take this on at your pace. It’s a special occasion that I want you to enjoy, so I’ll go along with what you want to do,” I said.

Mametama averted her gaze in thought for a moment before shifting back to me, “I know I want to make you feel good, Milord, first and foremost, but … if the other things I want to do make you feel good, then it is okay?”

I nodded in confirmation.

“Then I want … to try kissing, like you had with the girls last night, while petting me, but different from what you have been doing up to now, if that makes sense?” Mametama asked, sounding uncertain.

“I understand the kissing, but what do you mean by petting you differently?” I asked while tilting my head, looking confused.

“I mean … petting me in places other than my head,” she answered, averting her gaze while blushing.

“Where else would you want me to pet you?” I asked.

Nyra commented in my mind.

I actually had some idea of what Mametama was talking about, but I wanted to see if she could say it explicitly. The fact she was having difficulty voicing it out was already cute enough.

Mametama bit her lip while blushing and averting her gaze in embarrassment, tinting her dark brown skin with a deep red color. The sight made my heart race, pushing its blood directly to my already erect tower that was straining against my pants.

“I want … my buns, to be petted,” my cougar girl finally admitted in a strained voice. To emphasize her desire, she took one of my hands that were hanging limply and placed it on her dark-skinned derriere. The feeling must be unfamiliar in her new body, because I felt her body shiver on contact. This somehow made her step closer to me where her large meat buns pressed against my chest. I could feel through my shirt how her nipples were erecting and poking me.

Mametama’s breaths turned hot and shallow as they hit my neck. I caught a brief whiff of her jade hair while it was close enough, plus my [Werewolf’s Olfactory Senses] ability to assist me. I only used the [Clean] Null Spell on us to wipe the blood and other stuff off our bodies before coming into the inn earlier. With that in mind, I was smelling this cougar girl’s all-natural, feminine scent. My primal, male instincts were turning my body on in response to these pheromones, naturally preparing itself to breed and impregnate the female before me. It’s a miracle I had some sense of reason enough to hold myself back from pouncing on Mametama like a wild animal. I had to let her see this through on her own. It was the best acknowledgement to her heavenly gates that I could give while at the same time receiving pleasure of seeing how hot and erotic she was making herself.

“I want … my buns, my tits, my … aching pussy, to be petted by your god-like hands while you kiss me,” Mametama breathed in a pleading tone before moving her head to face me, seeing the pupils in her eyes fully dilated from arousal, “Please, Milord, grant me this selfish request while I give you pleasure with my new body.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” I answered, fully sold to my cougar girl’s performance before locking my lips to her own.

“Mmh!” she yelped in her muffled mouth, her body straightening up in shock, but then totally relaxing as she submitted to her own desires and moved her lips against mine.

While my other hand was free, it reached up to one of the large, firm mochis that were pressing against me to fulfill part of the request I was given. The cushion I was feeling certainly had some perkiness, but it still had enough amazing elasticity for me to sink my fingers into while rolling it around, almost like a water balloon. I especially noticed how the hard, erect bead could cover most of my thumb as I caressed it while the disc surrounding it had a baby smooth texture. Add into her size being comparable to my wife’s, this was a fine fruit Mametama possessed.

A deep, heavy sigh blew from my cougar girl’s nose as I ran over the large, dark-skinned trunk with my hand that was already there, occasionally brushing my thumb over her thick, furry cougar tail that stiffened up at forty-five degrees. From how tight, firm, and large it was as I tried to sink my fingers into her flesh, I wondered if they reflected her physique in cougar form in some way. Cougars were considered as predators that hunt their prey, which I imagine would involve a lot of pouncing, leaping, and running. Coincidentally, she mentioned she had the Hunter class for her fighting style. As I ran one of my hands over her thigh, which blended into a frame that’s akin to her original form, even through her fur, I noticed how hard and muscular it was. Putting the melons aside for questioning, I seemed to be getting somewhere with my animal-to-human(oid) theory as it all matched, and part of me wanted to lay my head on these amazing thighs to see how well they’d serve as my lap pillow. Maybe another time.

I knew Mametama wanted her pussy to be ‘petted’ as well, but since both my hands were full, I wondered what I should do to accommodate it. My cougar girl seemed to realize this somehow and was one step ahead. As she kissed me, she reached and slid my pants down. My hard, throbbing sausage was set free as it flopped and stood up with pride. Then, using her feral-like hand, Mametama positioned my spear to where she could set herself on top of it. I didn’t penetrate her new honey pot. No, she literally sat on top of my banana, with her pussy soaking wet and dripping with fluids, while her thick, furry thighs trapped me between them. I was a little over [~ 8 inches], so it wasn’t impossible for her to pull this off and I could imagine my head was poking out the other side. It created a hot, damp environment for my sword as she used it to ‘pet’ her pussy herself by rocking her hips while she kissing me. The way her slit and thighs grinded against me, a mixture of hot, wet skin and fur, was a surreal experience while my hands were on her derriere and melon as I kissed her.

Speaking of kissing, our makeout session turned hotter as we got our tongues in the mix. I had no idea who initiated it, but I noticed how Mametama’s tongue was slightly rougher compared to the other girls’. Maybe this was another trait that was transferred over from her feline form, but adjusted to an extent to achieve certain functions. Whatever the case, I was pleased with this new experience.

The minute or two of our kissing felt like an hour to me with all these sensations on my body—whether that was due to my heightened perception from my skills can be debatable—before we finally broke away with a gasp, her grinding against my spear stopped. Our mess of slobber dripped down to Mametama’s valley as she gazed longingly at me with bated breath.

“So. How was your first kiss in this form?” I asked in between breaths.

“I can see, why Raizans like to do this,” Mametama responded in the same manner, “And your petting techniques, were amazing, Milord. I might get addicted, to this myself.”

That might have been more my maxed-out [Sex Technique] skill putting itself to work automatically, but now that she pointed out, could I implement my [Petting] skill with it in Mametama’s case? Could I do the same with the other girls?

Nyra suggested after reading my mind.

Once Mametama caught her breath, she looked back to me, “Thank you for fulfilling my request in an exemplary manner, Milord. Was my body to your liking?”

I nodded, “Very much so.”

“Don’t talk like you’re finished, Mametama!” Ume intervened, “Jin hasn’t come yet and I’m seeing more of your fluids dripping than his!”

“I-I am aware of that! I was just … warming up a little! I have not … c-come yet either!” Mametama exclaimed, flustered.

“Do you want to come first to get more comfortable?” I asked calmly. It’s probably because of the number of times I had sex—and maybe the number of girls to do it with—but I wasn’t as awkward talking about this now as I was a while back. Then again, putting up with Nyra’s crude humor probably made me numb to the awkward feelings too.

Mametama shook her head while raising a hand, “I appreciate your kindness, Milord, but I would be ashamed as your familiar—as well as one of your lovers—if I put my own pleasures above yours. You have fulfilled my selfish request, now it is my turn to tend to your needs.”

I mean, I want to make you feel good too, I thought, not able to voice it aloud as the cougar girl set my shoulders back to the wall.