The secretary for the Prostitutes’ Guild looked up with a start upon hearing the welcome chime that signaled someone walking in the door. A man with long hair had come in, and she remembered something vaguely familiar about him. “Can I help you?”

“I’m here to talk to the lawyer,” he said casually.

“Ah, okay,” she nodded. Zeroelle kept an office in the same building, and sometimes took on cases for friends. “Third floor, first on the right.”

He nodded and walked toward the elevator. When Nori got into the lift, he breathed a sigh of relief. Lying to the secretary wasn’t going to be the hard part of this, though- not by half. When he reached the third floor, he looked in on the offices as he passed: Zeroelle, looking studious as she pored over documents that were probably for a complex land acquisition deal; Dr. Gwen Mason, between patients, spinning in her executive office chair and letting out a muffled ‘wheeeee’; and finally, the person he was really here to see.

Nori knocked three times before opening the door- just long enough to let her know he was coming, but not long enough to give her time to call up Security. Unlike the secretary, she recognized him instantly, her feline pupils shrinking in hostility.

“Look,” The raccoon interjected before she could say anything. “We need to negotiate a truce.”

She seemed less angry, but no less suspicious. “I don’t need to do anything. You, however, need to leave before I hit you with a volley of Death Lightning.”

“You’re ruining my life!” he said suddenly. “This fractal hex thing you did is becoming impossible to navigate. It’s bad enough I regularly faceplant into death on my own; I don’t need this massive compounding bad luck spell from hell to speed up my repeated demise! I fatally slipped in the shower three times this morning!”

This brought a smile to her face. “I do so love that hex.”

“This is outrageous, Salome. I know I’m a bad guy, but I don’t even know what I could have possibly done to earn half of this, much less the continual cessation of my ability to breathe,” he gestured plaintively.

She frowned. “Really? You come to demand a truce when you don’t even know what you did?”

“I don’t even interact with you!” he complained. “I mean other than that one time.”

Alexandra’s eyes narrowed. “Yes, you dolt. That one time was the time. The sin that earned you this hell.”

Nori looked confused. “Wait a minute, wait a minute, hang on. But. That was such a normal night. I just... lemme see if I remember. I came here, and noticed there was a good group discount deal, so I rented out all the girls that were working that night and a few of the guys.”

She hid her mouth behind her hands as she leaned forward, her massive breasts compressing against the desk. “Yes. And then what happened?”

He blinked. “Uhhhh, we fucked? And it was awesome. I banged that ringtail chick, the cat milf with the huge ass, I sucked your massive tits and railed you while the gray cat dude did me from behind- I mean, you know, kinda the normal thing you’d expect.”

She leaned forward even harder. “And then what happened after your visit?”

He blinked. “Huh? I mean. I left. And then the next thing I knew I was banned, and I didn’t really know why.”

She glared daggers at him. “Infuriating.” Alexandra stood to her full, intimidating height. “When you partook in that very generous deal, you paid upfront. But what you paid for was one night. Your seminal load, however, summarily impregnated every single woman you had sex with that night, through birth control!”

He blinked and put his arms behind his head. “Ohhhh yeah, I did clone tank all of you! Haha, yeah, my swimmers don’t care about normal stuff.”

She slammed her hands on the desk, her massive breasts jostling violently. “You took up my staff for a month of grueling gestation after paying for just a single night, you absolute drooling idiot!”

Realization dawned on him. “... Ohhhhhhhh.”

“Many of those girls had never been pregnant before, and they had no idea what your ridiculous cloning thing was all about, so they came crying to me, anxious and unsure!” She flashed her teeth angrily. “Cheating me was bad enough, but like every stupid man, you put hours of emotional labor on me! And I do not tolerate that.” She stared at him judgementally. “So you can writhe in this hell of my making until the pointless end of your squalid days, you worm.”

He was sweating now. “W-Wait! Hang on!” He felt small. Well, he was small by comparison to her, but he realized that he’d done the worst possible thing he could- he’d insulted her, and she was not the kind of person to take that lightly. “I-... I can’t live like this!”

“Oh, do you fear something finally, you treacherous little whelp?” The cat stood imperiously over him. “Now that your little cheating of death trick won’t save you from my wrath? Good.” A sadistic smile settled over her face.

He came around to her side of the desk. “P-Please! This is torture, I can’t get anything done!” He sunk to his knees, grabbing onto her purple dress. His desperation was real. “I have an adopted daughter, I don’t want her to be sucked up into my bad luck! If something were to happen to her, I’d never be able to live with myself!”

Alexandra looked down at him from between her mountainous breasts, and something strange happened. Her nipples popped up, perky and pushing against the dress. “Yes. Beg me for your life.”

Nori looked up, horrified. “I-... I-I need to be able to live! If I go through clones this fast, I’m gonna be sent to Hell!”

She huffed, her visible panties getting damp. “Call me Mummy, you rubbish weasel.”

He winced, unsure what was happening, but knowing full well this terrifying sorceress held all the cards. “P-P-Please... Mommy... forgive me??”

Alexandra grabbed his head with her hand like she was palming a basketball, and pulled him up to his feet. She then pulled one of her enormous breasts out of her dress, a manic razor grin on her face, and before he could react, she shoved his face into it. “Drink.”

Nori would do anything to survive this encounter, and all things considered, having a mouthful of massive titty was not the worst way this could have gone down. He opened his mouth, the massive rubbery nipple feeling nice on his tongue. The raccoon dutifully sucked until the entire areola filled his mouth from tongue to palate, and it wasn’t a few moments before Alexandra’s natural cream began streaming out. He couldn’t see a god damned thing, being so fully buried in the massive mammary, but he wasn’t about to pull away to look up or anything stupid like that; he was gonna do what he was told or likely get his soul trapped in a jar or something. 

Alexandra pulled him down with her as she sat back in her chair, pulling the rest of his body up against hers. He momentarily panicked as he realized he had a huge bulge in his pants that was pushing right up against her crotch, but she held steady, forcing him to suck more and more milk out of her. It was a completely disorienting experience, being terrified in what was supposed to be the safest place a person could be. It got even more strange as he felt her strong, motor-like purring start up, rumbling through her entire body.

Nori felt his body screaming to get away, to stay, and to fuck. His cock had slipped out of his pants somehow, and it was just pressing up the crease between her thigh and hip. In fact, his clothes all felt looser as the minutes dragged on. Was he sitting in the chair now, in her lap?? When she finally pulled his head away with a loud ~POP!~ he shuddered.

“Now take a look at yourself.”

He slowly, dreadfully looked to the side, finding Alexandra sitting in her chair in the mirror... and him, looking exactly as he had at ten years old, sitting naked in her lap in a puddle of his own clothing. “W-... What happened to me?!”

She grinned down at him. “The hex had but one solution, and it was that you fully surrender to me. Such a pitiful state, ufufu~” she delighted in his misfortune. The cat sat him on her desk, leaning forward. “Stand up now! Let’s have a look at you.”

Nori felt more vulnerable and exposed than he had in his entire life. Somehow his confidence being naked all these years meant nothing in this context, because when he stood up and turned around for her, his naked butt and huge little-boy cock felt like items of shame. He bit his lip as her eyes drank him up, his anxious heartbeat thumping through his erection.

“You’ve been a bad little boy,” she judged, ears folding back. He winced. “Say it!”

“I-I’ve been a bad little boy,” he shuddered.

“You’ve been a bad boy what?”

“I’ve been a bad little boy, Mommy!” the small raccoon shivered as he searched for the words that would appease her.

“You don’t believe it!” Alexandra accused, pulling him off the desk and into her lap on his stomach. He panicked, kicking his legs, but it was no use; she slapped and smacked and spanked his backside with all the righteous fury of a 19th century matron. Stinging slaps to the ass jolted through his whole body as he grabbed onto the chair for dear life. She didn’t go easy on him- her strikes were made to leave welts, to hurt, to make sure he felt it long after it was over.

“NNH, AH, AHHNH!!” he cried pitifully, tears jerking from his eyes. The spanking took forever. It truly felt like it would never end, this assault on his power, his pride and his ass. He squeezed his eyes shut as he gripped the chair fabric, wriggling in desperation.

Finally, her hand lifted, and it didn’t come back down. He shuddered in her lap, but she didn’t afford him the comfort; she pulled him back up into a standing position on her desk. He was a mess. Hot, salty tears ran down his face, his eyes puffy, his mouth wet with drool. His ass felt hot, the pain of being spanked radiating off of his battered cheeks. The raccoon shuddered with the shock of the treatment.

She gazed at him evenly. “Now. What do you want to say to me?”

“Hhh... h-hhh...” He swallowed a lump in his throat and croaked, “I’ve been a bad little boy, Mommy... I shouldn’ve cummed in everybody...” He sniffed, wiping his nose on his arm. “I shoulda wore a condom...” He swallowed again, fresh tears running down his face as he reached for what would mollify her. “And I shoulda paid you more, a-... a lot more.” He shivered, the heat of the pain contrasted by the cool air conditioning of her office. “I-... I-... I’m sorry... please don’t spank me anymore...”

Alexandra’s nipples were at full perk, his complete submission washing over her. She put her hands around his little arms, leaned forward, and licked his salty tears off his face with her rough, scratchy tongue. “There, now. Isn’t that better? Everything goes so much more smoothly when you listen.” She smiled inches from his face. “Now. There will be no silly truce, boy.” She saw the fear in his eyes, and grinned. “No, yours will be a complete surrender.”

He gulped and nodded silently.

Alexandra pulled him into her lap against her, which just so happened to land his cock deep in the cleft of her breasts. He was aching so badly he couldn’t fully enjoy it, but it was an all-encompassing squishy comfort inside the rest of her hug. Yes, hug. She’d made him utterly helpless and terrified, and now she was pulling him into her comforting warmth. This woman knew domination. “Now listen closely, child.”

Nori took in a staccato breath and whispered, “Okay.”

She reclined. “You will pay me reparations. I have rates for impregnation, and you will pay them. Not for one month, but for nine, for each and every girl you saddled with your progeny. You will deliver it personally to them, with an apology and full explanation.”

He shivered. “Y-...Yes, Mommy.”

The cat curled his tail around her arm, playing with it idly. “You will not just be unbanned from the guild, you will patronize our services during the slow shifts, at my instruction, you will tip generously, and you will wear condoms, unless they request you do not.”

The raccoon steadied his breathing finally, looking up at her. “Y-Yeah, of course, t-thank you Mommy.”

“Oh, you’re so welcome, dearie~!” She patronized him, smiling as she caressed his cheek. “And finally, you will come to me whenever I so desire, to knock me up with one of those terribly feisty clones of yours.”

He sniffed, rubbing one of his eyes, surprised. “Y-... You like being pregnant??”

She beamed. “Oh, yes, I love it, you make for some deliciously horny pregnancy, you little scamp. But I couldn’t very well indulge such a naughty little boy, now could I?” 

Nori shook his head. “N-No, Mommy, you couldn’t. T-That wouldn’t be right.”

Alexandra grinned, curling a strand of his long gray hair around her finger. “You’re so much more likable when you’ve been put in your place. Now scamper on home.” She threw his clothes in the trash. “Naked.”

His eyes went wide with shock, the demand so unreasonable... but his fear of disobeying her so infinite. He literally tucked his tail between his legs and walked out.

Alex smiled the biggest chesire grin she’d worn in decades, leaned back and put her feet up on her desk. “Now that’s more like it.”