Satyr Play

"Yes! It was not planned but when you touched my tears this morning I thought I had found my answer. You should have fallen in love with me. It is what happens," she whimpered.

He blinked at her. She'd tried to control him with some kind of... biochemical leash? That sounded plausible. He definitely felt something, that tugging at his emotions, clouding his judgement. Somehow it wasn't overpowering and considering how her tears were all over his hands now he must be immune... god, her lips needed kissing- Whoa! He gave his head a shake to clear it. He came back to himself.

"And all this?" he said gesturing with his arm at his new, beautiful furnishings. His movements ground himself against her and she sighed, her eyes flaring with her lust.

"Yes! We would be married and I would live with you!" she cried, doubling her efforts to grind against him.

He was fully erect now. Far more modest in size than his... other state. He frowned. "Wouldn't you rather have sex with me in my real form?"

"NO! I do not have sex with the beast!" she snarled and Stanley froze with the absurdity of her statement. Wasn't she part... fox?

"But... you have a fox tail," he muttered in his confusion.

"Yes! I am Kitsune but not when I have sex!" she panted with need. "Please Stanley! You are not the only one affected by our binding!"

"What? What do you mean?" he frowned.

"We are bound. You are mine and I am yours. My body needs yours, now!" She managed to rock her pelvis against his and they both moaned with the pleasure they got from that.

He looked down at her in confusion. He didn't know her, they'd barely talked, yet he could feel his body reacting to hers, wanting her. He knew it was because of whatever her tears had done to him.

"Please," she whispered as she arched her body under his.

Then he was kissing her.

She moaned and writhed under him and he felt her heat pressing against his hardness. He felt her hands frantically undoing the ties on her kimono and he eased up on the pressure for her to open the garment. Her hands moved urgently and suddenly she was... gloriously naked beneath him, lying on her open kimono.

She grabbed his shirt and pulled it up his body until it was over his head and he tugged it free.

Yuko pushed him over onto his back and reached down to undo his pants. She tugged them down just to mid-thigh, far enough to allow his cock to be free. He glanced down and was both relieved to see his human shaped dick was still in place and worried that she would comment on it's- No, she didn't seem to mind at all as she immediately threw her leg over his body and ground her wet pussy against his hot shaft.

"Stanley-san," she cooed as she made him slick with her juices.

She reached down between her legs and lifted him up to touch her wet opening. Then he was inside and sliding deeper. He was surprised by how tight she was as he really wasn't- Oh FUCK!

Yuko began bouncing up and down on his cock, squeezing the hell out of it as she moved faster and faster.

He was dazed by how intense she was and how fast this was all happening. It also felt amazing! He realized he was losing his human virginity. Paloma, or rather Marisa, had taken his Satyr virginity.

He looked up to see her expression of intense concentration and felt her beginning to tremble. He was surprised to see her tits were larger than he expected considering her size. He reached up and cupped them in his hands and sighed as they felt so soft.

The effect this had on Yuko was dramatic. She placed her hands over his and squeezed so his grip was almost cruelly tight on her flesh. She began to slam herself down on his body and he gasped as this increased the intensity for him. He felt his release rushing up on him. Her stiff nipples were trapped between his fingers and her bouncing was making him tug on them.

"Stanley-san!" she screamed as her body began to go through intense tremors. This triggered his release and he pulled her down to take her mouth with his. His tongue caressed hers as she moaned into his mouth with the sensual pleasure of it.

They ground against each other, gasping and sighing as their bodies wrung out the last bits of pleasure from their joining. Exhausted she rested on his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

Stanley stared up at the ceiling as he felt the odd tugging sensation moving through his body. He now knew what it was and its effect on him was greatly reduced since they'd consummated their 'relationship'. His mind was clearing and he was becoming acutely aware of how this was not who he was or wanted to be. Yuko felt really nice on top of his body but she was still largely a stranger to him. A stranger he'd just had sex with.

After a time, Yuko stretched over his body and lifted her head to smile at him. The smile faded when she saw his unease.

"You have not fallen in love with me?" she asked quietly.

"I'm sorry, no. The tears didn't work on me... not completely at least," he said. Her eyes began to look glassy. "Please, no more tears. Can we just talk? Like adults?"

She nodded and slid off of his body. They pulled their clothes on and made their way into the living room. There was a couch and love seat but both were very low to the ground. He sat on the couch and was surprised by how comfortable it was. Yuko sat next to him, close to him and looked up at him through her bangs with a sad look in her large dark eyes.

"Trying to make me fall in love with you wasn't a good plan. Don't you think I should be allowed to choose who I fall in love with?" he asked.

"But I would make a perfect wife!" she insisted.

"What's a perfect wife?" he asked.

"I will keep your home clean and make your meals and have babies for you!" she exclaimed.

He suddenly froze as he looked at her. "Dammit. I should have used a condom. You aren't on birth control, are you?" She shook her head.

"I will not become pregnant this time though. I am not in heat," she explained and a huge sense of relief washed over him. He'd pick up some condoms tomorrow and carry one around should... something like this... happen again. Considering his sudden increased level of sexual activity this was now a necessity. He'd talk with Marisa tomorrow. He took a deep breath and relaxed before speaking again.

"Those things do sound nice but I think I should find someone who will share those responsibilities with me and will pursue her own goals. Someone who has a life of their own which they will share with me. We'll have common interests and sometimes differing opinions but we will listen to each other. However, right now, I'm not looking for a wife or even a girlfriend. I'm just starting my adult life and it's pretty crazy and busy and I just don't have time to think about that. My current responsibilities take up too much of my time. I don't plan on searching for a mate for some time."

"You do not have to search. I am right here. I will be anything you need me to be," she pleaded.

He sat back and looked at her. He didn't understand why she sounded so desperate. "Why are you so eager to marry me?"

She looked at her lap and mumbled something.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you."

"I've already told my father we are engaged!" she cried and hid her face in her hands as the tears returned.

Stanley sat there stunned. He looked around. "The furniture?" he muttered.

"His wedding present to us," she squeaked.

"Why? Why would you tell him that?" Stanley asked.

"Because you were supposed to be in love with me!" she howled then threw herself down against the sofa cushions and sobbed.

Stanley was getting angry. He'd been manipulated by Yuko and put into this terrible situation. He wasn't going to be part of her lie as well.

"You'll just have to tell him the truth. Clear up this whole misunderstanding," he growled.

Yuko looked up at him in fear. "I cannot do that!"

He looked back at her with a scowl. "What do you mean? Of course, you can!"

Yuko was suddenly clinging to his shirt, looking up into his eyes with a desperation in hers. "My father is a very proud man! He would be very embarrassed to learn that his wedding gift was based on a lie! His position in Japan's government would be in jeopardy if it came out!"

"WHAT?" Stanley barked. This situation was rapidly getting worse. He had to think of a way out. "You could just tell him that the tears didn't work on me!"

She looked away in shame. "I did not tell him about the tears at all. He's Human."

Stanley was lost. "What? Wait... How is that possible?"

"Mother is a Kitsune but Father does not know."

He leaned back against the cushions. This was a world he had no experience with. He had no idea what to do. "Maybe you should tell your mother it didn't work and she could tell your father... something."

She shook her head in shame. "I cannot tell my mother that I used my tears in this way."

Stanley caught the difference. "What do you mean 'in this way'? Your tears have multiple uses? You purposefully chose to use them as some kind of 'love potion' on me?" he growled.

"I was desperate! You were going to fire me and I would have to leave New York City and all my friends!" Yuko gasped.

"You're the one who dug the hole we're in with your lies. I want nothing to do with this situation. Tell them the truth!" he growled.

"I-" she began then the doorbell rang.

He looked at her and she looked at him.

"I'm not expecting anyone. Are you?" he asked quietly but she shook her head with wide worried eyes. "That isn't going to be your father, is it?"

"No! He is in Japan," she whispered.

He got up and went to the door as the doorbell rang a second time. He caught his reflection in a mirror and wiped Yuko's lipstick from his mouth... and closed the zipper on his pants. He peered out the peephole and saw someone he wasn't expecting at all. He looked back but he was alone.

He opened the door. "Sandy! I wasn't expecting to see you so soon!"

She had a glass baking dish in her hands covered with plastic wrap. It looked like brownies. "Now that I know you moved in I thought I'd bring you a little housewarming gift to welcome you to the building!" she said with a grin. "May I come in?"

"Uh..." he quickly glanced behind himself but could come up with no excuses so he turned back and smiled. "...sure."

He stepped aside and she walked in. She slipped off her shoes when she saw him in his socks and followed him down the hall into the living room, her eyes growing wider, taking in the lovely décor.

"Your place is gorgeous! Very... minimalistic but classic... Japanese?" she asked looking at him finally.

"Yes... I like it," he finished lamely as it was the truth and he had no way to explain how all this furniture got here.

She glanced towards the open bedroom door and squeaked in surprise as a lovely woman in a kimono stepped out of the room and approached. She couldn't take her eyes from the lovely creature.

"Ah, this is Yuko. She's my-"

"Fiancé," Yuko finished as she took the dish of brownies from Sandy's hands.

"Housekeeper! A naughty one at that! Wait, I didn't mean it like that! 'Naughty' in the way she spoke out of turn... just then." Stanley stumbled over his words, his face turning a deep red with embarrassment. "My company hired her to take care of the place," he finished in a mumble.

"I... see. Well I just came to deliver this and to invite you again for Saturday but if you're busy-" she said looking over at the lovely young woman.

"No! I mean, yes! I will be coming on Saturday!" he blurted.

Sandy smiled at him and he began to relax.

"Good! I'll see you then. It was nice meeting you Yuko!" Sandy said, smiling at her and received a small bow from the woman which delighted her. She grinned back at Stanley and headed for the door where she slipped her shoes back on.

"Thank you for the brownies!" Stanley said as he let her out and she grinned happily back at him. Once she was gone he locked the door, leaned back against it and shivered. That was close! Scowling, he headed back to the kitchen where he saw Yuko heading with the brownies.

She was closing the fridge door and turned to look at him.

"The fiancé thing ends here. If you want to lie to your parents leave me and my friends out of it. I will not lie to your parents if they ask me for the truth. I understand you thought you had valid reasons for doing this but you dragged me in without regard for my feelings or asking if I'd be a willing participant. I am not. Is this understood?" he said sternly.

She stood before him, head bowed, hands clasped before her. She looked... very sweet. He felt the tug again and pushed back against it. He resented the fact that she'd tried to manipulate him and she embarrassed him in front of Sandy.

"Why did you tell Sandy I was your fiancé?" he asked.

"She's Human. You cannot have a romantic relationship with her so telling her I'm your fiancé should help her understand the boundaries of your relationship from the beginning. Is this not helpful?" she asked looking up at him from under her bangs.

He wanted to argue but suddenly the whole situation was just too much and he was exhausted and wanted to go to bed. "Listen, we can talk about this in the morning. I'm too tired to eat or to deal with this. Once you've cleaned up you should go.

She began to say something but her voice came out as a squeak and she just tipped her face down.

"What is it?" he said wearily.

"I no longer have a place to go," she muttered.

He looked at her incredulously. "What did you do?"

"I gave up my apartment. All my belongings are here," she whimpered.

Stanley's stomach knotted. Shit, she burned all of her bridges.

"You can stay here tonight but tomorrow you get your apartment back. You need to find your own way out of this mess. I'm going to bed. Or whatever that thing is in there. Tomorrow you find all the furniture you moved out of here and get it back as well. That stuff belonged to VRL."

"It went back to VRL today," she said quietly.

He paused. "Including my bed?"

"That went back to the store. They have an excellent return policy."

He sighed. What a mess.

Stanley brushed his teeth and took a quick shower to freshen up after their little romp on the floor. When he was ready he stood naked in an open space in his bedroom and closed his eyes. He twisted the ring and when he opened his eyes he was a Satyr once more. He laid down on the cushions and pulled the sheets over himself. It was surprisingly comfortable.

He was beginning to nod off when he heard his bedroom door open and close. He saw the petite form of Yuko approaching.

"What is it? What's wrong?" he said.

"May I sleep here tonight?" she asked.

"Uh... maybe that's not such a good idea."

"Please," she begged quietly.

Stanley sighed. "Ok, fine. But no funny business. Oh, I forgot. You don't like my Satyr form."

She quickly slipped under the covers and pressed her small body against his side much to his surprise.

"I did not say I disliked your Satyr form. I said I would not have sex with it." She was quiet for a moment but he got the impression she wasn't finished. Finally she sighed as she let the truth out. "Your penis is too big for me in this form. Only the Human one will fit."

"Oh! Why didn't you just say that? I got the impression you didn't like Satyrs," he said in surprise.

She snuggled in closer. "That is silly. I have never met one before. How could I dislike them? Besides, you are Stanley-san no matter which form you are in," she sighed happily and was soon breathing deeply.

He was secretly pleased by her acknowledgement of him being himself in both forms but he puzzled over something she'd said earlier. He explicitly recalled her saying she wouldn't have sex with the 'beast' yet here she was happily cuddling him...

By 'beast' she couldn't have been referring to his... no.

Stanley suddenly realized he wasn't feeling that tugging sensation any longer. Maybe it only affected his human form?

His thoughts spun around in his brain until sleep finally took him.

Chapter 9

Stanley felt pleasantly stuffed as he rode the train to work. Yuko had gotten up early and made him a wonderful breakfast as he'd missed supper the night before. He'd discovered that whatever she'd done to him with her tears did not survive his switch between his human and Satyr forms. Apparently, it broke the link for her as well. A handy thing to know.

Before he'd left he told her she had to get her place back and move out. She pouted but finally nodded.

He made his way into the building and immediately headed for Sigrid's office. He nodded to her executive assistant then Sigrid waved him in. He closed the door behind himself.

"Good morning! Can we talk?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and glanced at the ceiling.

"Good morning to you, Stanley! Yes, it's safe to talk here," she said with a smile.

"I'm not sure if you were informed but all of the borrowed furniture is back in VRL's possession and the lovely bed you bought for me went back to the store yesterday.

"What? Why did you do that?" she asked in surprise.

"It wasn't my doing. It was Yuko, the Kitsune you hired to be my housekeeper," he said with exasperation.

Sigrid froze. She reached over and picked up her phone.

"Camila? Do you have a minute to talk with Stanley and me? In my office, yes. Thanks!" She hung up. When Stanley was going to ask what's up Sigrid just raised her finger for him to wait.

There was a knock on the door and Sigrid pressed a button on her desk to unlock it. Camila stepped in and closed it behind her. She walked over and took the seat next to Stanley with a curious expression on her face.

"Good morning!" he said.

"Good morning! What crisis has arisen today?" she asked cautiously seeing the tension in Sigrid's face.

"Stanley, start at the beginning," Sigrid asked.

He sighed and decided the beginning was when she woke him up staring at him from the foot of his bed. He filled in the two women on what she'd said and how he reacted and how she reacted when he told her he was firing her.

"Oh my god Stanley! You touched her tears?!?" Camila cried.

"Hey! It's ok! The effect wasn't very strong and since I switched forms it's gone," he said to the two upset women. "It would have been nice to know you shouldn't touch a Kitsune's tears though."

Sigrid and Camila shared a guilty look.

He continued by describing what he found when he got home and what Yuko had told her parents.

"Fiancé?" Sigrid blurted.

"Her father is some important member of the Japanese government and he's already paid for the wedding gift, the furniture. She can't tell him it was a lie as he would lose too much stature from the scandal. I told her I wouldn't be a part of the lie," Stanley explained. He looked between them again. "Why did you hire Yuko?"

"I didn't! I hired a housekeeper from a Brownie service," Sigrid exclaimed

"Brownie? Isn't that a Girl Scout organization?" he asked in confusion.

"Wrong kind of Brownie. They're one of the Hidden Races." Camila said but Stanley just scowled and shook his head in frustration. "Taking care of people's houses is what they specialize in." Camila continued.

"Seriously I need some kind of who's who guide for all these different races." Camila just shook her head with a frown. He sighed. "Ok, so you hired a Brownie and I got a Kitsune instead. Somebody changed the order. I'm hoping nothing nefarious happened to the Brownie who was supposed to do the job."

"I'll call the service," Sigrid mumbled.

Stanley nodded. "Listen. I don't know what's going on. That's pretty clear. I do know I want nothing to do with whatever 'game' that might be 'afoot'. I just want to do my job which I really need to go do right now. So, if you don't mind I'd like to get back to it." Stanley pointed his thumb over his shoulder.