Staying on the sofa and yawning to myself, watching the princess ring the bell. Which proceeds to summon two adorable foxgirls, watching them fall over themsleves down the stairs, exposing themselves and which results in plenty of hissing and biting. Giving the both of them a amused look as they collect themselves and try to flirt with me. Smirking at them some more as they finish with their antics and get down to business.<strong>"Yes, I am the fabled Hero. Which means that there is going to be some changes here in order to stay in my manor and be filled with my litters."</strong><br/><br/>Getting into detail as to what it means to be proper fuckpets for their new Master. Their attire is correct but their demeanor isn't. Proper fuckpets stay on all fours, like the princess, and only let out cute animal noises. Only being allowed to talk when given permission, along with needing permission to get on the furniture. With the most important thing being, that their bodies are no longer theirs. They are mine, as any pleasure to get out of them is for my needs and demands. Which means no masturbation or orgasms without permission, as any fuckpet of mine caught playing with themselves will regret it. Leaning back some more on the sofa and displaying my proud hero cock to the foxy foxes, keeping up with the smirk.<strong>"Now then fuckpets, who wants to be filled with a litter first?"</strong>