Micar chuckled deeply as he held his brother, taking him in his larger arms to the bnquet hall. "You know, right correct matron, but frankly I am tot he point where I have long since stopped caring about weather I can fuck another. Having you fuck me makes me quite pleased." He replied, setting the mistress down upon the throne of the matron before taking a seat on the floor next to him. Next to the beast, Micar still looked large,  one might wonder how in the world he would even get out of there in full regailia and larged.