Chapter 1 - Chiyo, the Neko MILF

 The Demon Horseshoe was the only blacksmith shop in the town of Far Water. The town gets its share of human and elf visitors and, luckily, it sits on a common travel route of soldiers which defiantly helps business. Far Water’s population were mostly nekos, human-cat hybrids. nekos typically looked like humans or elves with the only difference being they have cat-like ears on the top of their heads and furry tails. They also tend to have slightly sharper fangs, quicker reflexes, and a tendency to purr.


    The Demon Horseshoe was a blacksmith shop that was owned by Chiyo, for around 20 years. Chiyo was a master neko blacksmith. She could craft a Warhammer capable of crushing a giant’s skull or a bow that was twice as efficient as those fancy elf designs. Chiyo was a well-respected member of Far Water for both her craft and charity. It also doesn’t help that she is a knockout babe too. Despite being in her 40’s, Chiyo could have passed for 29. Whether it was because of a strong bloodline, or the constant exercise she got from her work, it kept her in constant health. If you were to ask Chiyo, she would say it was her daughter, Harako, that kept her young. 


    It was a sunny afternoon in Far Water. Harako was trying her best to hammer a blade into shape. She grasped the hammer with two hands with each strike. The blonde Neko was much smaller in physique, compared to her mother, and hardly had the strength. In fact, she hoped her mother gets out of her illness soon, because Harako was starting to think she wasn’t cut for blacksmithing. Even making the smallest dagger or ax required a strenuous amount of work that exhausted her. But she had to keep the family business floating while her mother is resting upstairs.


The shop door bell rung which likely meant a customer.


Thank the gods, Harako thought.


    Any excuse to put down the heavy hammer, for a moment, was good enough for her. She set the hammer on the anvil and turned around. Before Harako could say greetings, she froze as she saw the sight in front her. In walked a human man, but not any human Harako’s ever seen. This human was a prime specimen. His body had muscles that appeared to be so defined they put an Orc berserker to shame. Tan skin, medium spiky brown hair, blue eyes, winning smile. Top that off with a broad muscular body and you got yourself a hunk. However, Harako noticed this young man wasn’t just some meathead. His body looked like a manly warrior but he had the cute facial features of a male dreamboat. If Harako had any confidence she would ask the stranger out right, there.


Finally, the young man spoke, “Excuse me. I was told this was the town’s blacksmith?”


Harako hesitated, before answering in a small voice, “Y-yes.”


    “Brilliant,” exclaimed the young man. “I’m Darien. I was wondering how much it would cost to get this blade sharpened,” strapped to his back was a large iron slab of a sword. He unsheathed it with one hand before putting it on the blacksmith’s shop counter. Harako could not believe the size of this thing, let alone, that anybody could hold it one handed with such ease. She was already dreading having to hold this massive piece of heavy metal.


“It’s been getting dull on its edges, lately. How much would it cost to sharpen?” Darien asked.


Harako answered, “Oh boy, this thing? Ummm…about 20 pieces of Tilpsi.”


“Perfect,” Darien puts a sack of coins on the counter, “that should cover it. There should be just over 20 coins in the pouch. Keep any extra as a tip.” Harako took out the sack and counted the coins. There was 22.


“Thank you, sir,” said Harako, lamenting the load of work that piling up.


“How long should it take?” Darien asked.


“About a day. I have extra work I got to get done too. Will that be all right?” she answered.


    “That’s fine. See you tomorrow, miss,” with that, Darien proceeded to head out the door. However, just before he left he heard a loud scraping sound behind him. Darien turned to see Harako struggling, with all her might, to pick up his sword. The small, blond neko could barely drag it, let alone carry it.


“You need help?” Darien asks.


“What?” Harako says in a deep breath, “No, no. I’m fine. Please, don’t worry.”


    Darien let out a sigh, before walking over to the struggling neko, “There’s no need to turn down help when it’s obvious you need it. It’s often better to succeed with assistance than fail on your own.” With that said Darien picked up his sword. “How about this? I pay extra to use your grindstone myself.”


“Gee, I don’t know,” Harako said.


“Don’t worry. It will take me, at most, a few hours. That way, you’ll get finished what you need to accomplish and you wouldn’t have to exhaust yourself,” he said.


“I suppose. If you promise not to break anything,” Harako said.


“Deal,” Darien responded. 


    For the next hour, Darien went over to the grindstone and began sharpening his blade. Harako had to admit that the young man, who appeared to be some sort of barbarian warrior, sure looked liked he knew what he was doing.


    About an hour later, Harako was almost done shaping the smaller sword she worked on earlier. Darien was still at the grindstone sharpening his massive piece of metal while whistling a catchy tune. He could move it around with such ease. Just then Harako could hear footsteps coming down the steps.


Uh-oh, Harako thought. 
  

    Her mother wasn’t supposed to be up yet. If she comes down here and sees a hunky male on her grindstone, there’s no telling what will happen. No doubt, it will lead to brother or sister.
Harako’s mother, Chiyo, wasn’t necessarily sick (as in having an illness). Every 20 years, or so, neko women go through a period of extreme heat. This heat usually lasts a few months; however, the sexual libido is heightened tenfold. They are constantly horny and looking for a capable male to quench their lustful thirst. This period is where most neko children are conceived, though they can have babies at almost any point.  Chiyo only had about one month to go before the heat should go away. It’s gotten to a point if Chiyo even sees a male she will try and pounce on them. That’s why Harako had to man the shop all by herself, in case male customers come by.


    Chiyo had wild, flowing red hair that went just past her shoulders. Her skin was a rosy tan, due to her habit of sunbathing outside (much do the delight of the neighborhood boys). Violet colored eyes, cute button nose, not a single wrinkle on her face despite what her age will tell you. Her lips thick and pouty like pillows. She had a body and figure that would Foka (Neko goddess of Fertility) jealous. Her breasts were like two giant orbs strapped to her chest. One would think Chiyo’s mother was a minotaur based on the fact her breasts were practically two giant milk jugs. Her breasts looked like they were moments from bursting no matter what piece of clothing she wore. Chiyo tended to where light clothing due to working close to a hot forge all day. This also meant she didn’t wear a bra and her large boobs jiggled with each motion. Her hourglass figure also complimented her looks. Slim waist and wide hips that are on pair with a goblin brood mothers. This all went well with her heart shaped booty. Chiyo’s motherly body and aura were worthy of being called a neko MILF. Her profession had given her body a constant workout. Chiyo had finely toned arms, legs, stomach, and ass. She did have a nice six pack that she often liked to show in a midriff. However, she was not so toned that is distracted from her feminine qualities.


“Harako, honey!” Chiyo could be heard walking down the steps from her room to the shop. “I need you to run to Shajee’s Shop and get a few things. I also need you too— 


Chiyo stopped the moment she came down and saw the stud that was on the grindstone. Normally, she would ask who this guy was and why he was using her grindstone, but she was not in her right frame of mind.


    Harako knew exactly the kind of lustful face her mother was making. Darien was too distracted at the grindstone to notice but the hot, red-headed, neko MILF was checking him out. Chiyo eyes were feasting on the smorgasbord, that was Darien. Such a perfect specimen in her eyes. Muscular, tan, and young; just the ways she likes them. And the fact he was a human made him exotic too. Images of Darien plowing his muscular body into Chiyo’s mature pussy, while screaming for his baby, flashed in her mind. Also, having such a virile looking body and the face of a cute, dreamy prince brought out Chiyo’s maternal instincts as well.
“Oh sweetie. You didn’t tell me we had a guest,” Chiyo said.


Darien put down his sword, “Oh hi there. I’m Darien. I hope you don’t mind but I asked your sister if I could use your grindstone.”


Chiyo laughed. She was flattered the young man thought she was Harako’s sister instead of mother, “Cute, charming, and flattering. I like it.” She said with savage lust. Darien simply went back to grinding.


“Mother, what are you doing up? I told you to get some rest,” Harako said, trying to break Chiyo’s attention.


“I tried, sweetie,” the neko MILF said, “But my body’s been having these hot spells lately. Speaking of which…” she pulls out a piece of parchment, “…I need you to run a few errands for me.” She hands Harako the list. 


The blonde neko looks it over, “Mother, this will take me a few hours, at least, to complete,”


    “That’s why you better get started. The stuff on list are things I need to cool myself down. You’re not going to leave your poor old mother to suffer, are you sweetie?” the MILF says, trying to use her current affliction as leverage.


“Mom, I’m not leaving you alone. Especially when there is a male customer hear,” Harako says in defense.


“Oh hush, little one. I’ve been running this place since before you were born. Besides, it’s not the first time I had a man in here all by myself,” Chiyo says biting her bottom lip.


“But, mother—


“But nothing, Harako.” Chiyo says in an authoritative tone, “You may be an adult now but I am still you mother and I’m technically your boss. Do as I say.”


    “Yes, ma’am,” Harako says in a quiet voice. Her mother could be quite commanding when she wanted to be. Darien wasn’t paying attention to anything the two women were saying. He was too busy with his sword and a tune that he couldn’t get out of his head.


As Harako was about to go out the door, with a sack full coins and the list, she turns towards her mother, “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Please promise you won’t do anything funny with that round-ear.” She pleaded.


Chiyo went over to her daughter and gave her a motherly kiss on the forehead, “Don’t worry, honey. Just because I’m in heat doesn’t mean I’m some mindless, lustful savage (lie). I can control myself. I did last time I was in heat (also not true). You don’t need to worry, I’ll read a book, or something, while making sure the customer doesn’t steal anything.”


Harako gave a stern look at her mother. “You better,” was all she could say as she left the shop.


After a few moments Chiyo gave a wicked smile and locked the shop’s front door. She turned around to see the stud that was presented to her at the grindstone. 

 
Jackpot, she thought. 


    Chiyo headed over to where Darien was sitting. The young barbarian was nearly halfway done, and from the looks of it, the sword was coming along nicely. Chiyo gave a low purr. She was like a wild beast about to pounce on her unexpecting prey. 


“Hi there,” she says right behind Darien, “I see you know what you’re doing with that sword. I’m sure it’s not the only large slab you’re good at using.”


“Ah, yes.” Darien says innocently, “The relationship between flesh and steel is a majestic one,” Darien with a poetic tone.


“Yes, but the relationship between flesh and flesh is even better,” Chiyo says.


“I agree. Forging mighty weapons is one thing, but the bond between other people is a battle we can participate in. Remember, winners always put friendship over violence any day,” Darien says. Chiyo giggle at this. She finds it a little cute, in a scholarly way.


“Say…” Chiyo swings around to Darien’s front, strategically placing her mountain of cleavage right in his face, “how about you forget the sword for a bit and have some fun with me. You can sharpen your blade later.”


“Well…” Darien contemplated, “I suppose I could take a break. What kind of game did you have in mind? Chess?”


She chuckles, “No.”


“How about checkers?” Darien says.


“No,” she says.


“Poker?” he says.


“No,” she says.


“Thinkball?” he says back.


“No,” Chiyo says, now in slight annoyance, “I want to do something that involves our bodies,” she then slightly let’s down her robe to show more of the mountainous tit flesh.


“Oh, now I get it…” Darien said, “you want to express the physical form via painting.” 


“NO!” Chiyo shouted. “I want. To have sex. With. You!”


“…”


There was a long silent pause for one or two moments. Finally, Darien broke silence, “Why didn’t you say so?” 


    Darien got up and pressed his lips against Chiyo’s. Before long their tongues became intertwined. Chiyo began to feel weak in the knees as the studly barbarian made out with her. Darien was starting to make Chiyo feel 20 years younger as their tongues continued wrestle each other. Chiyo’s whole body began to heat up fast. All she could think of was having this hunk’s cock inside her as soon as possible.


    After a make out session that seemed to last minutes, Chiyo swiftly undid her robe, letting it fall to the floor. “What do you think?” she says to him stark naked, “There is literally a whole town of guys who would sell their houses to see what you’re seeing.”


“Truly you are beautiful, miss,” Darien said.


          “Thank you. Now stop stalling and show me your cock. You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting.” The horny MILF exclaimed. Darien began to undo his metal studded belt that help up his long cloth. When the belt came undone and his trousers fell to the ground, Chiyo eye’s shot wide open. What lied before her was the biggest, thickest, manliest cock she has ever laid eyes on. The giant slab of meat wasn’t even fully erect and it was already bigger than her forearm. None of the men, in Far Water, even compared. Chiyo had fucked all sorts of races and visitors, that arrived to town over the years, and nothing came remotely close to this. This cock was surely a gift from the gods for sure. Surely the neko goddess Foka had sent this cock to Chiyo to quench her heat.


          “Oh, my gods,” was all Chiyo could say. The expression on her face was that of a lustful shock. She just stood there with her violet eyes wide open and her pouty lips in an “O” shape. After a moment Chiyo walked over the store counter and bent over exposing her muscular heart shaped booty to Darien. “What are waiting for you round-ear stud? Get over and plow your seed in me. Shove that giant cock in pussy!” Chiyo had lost all common sense, at this point, and was a savage of lust.


“Shouldn’t we foreplay a little first. Build up the mood?” Darien asked.


“Fuck foreplay!” the neko MILF screamed.


        With a shrug, Darien went over the counter and stood behind where Chiyo was presenting her heart shaped toned ass. Darien gave his thick cock a few rubs to get is fully erect. After a minute, Darien’s cock was just as hard as the any metal in the shop. His long, thick breeding tool was well over a foot long, and well thicker than Chiyo’s forearm. Darien put the tip of his massive log into the entrance of her pussy. Already the neko MILF purred as the young man slowly went deeper. He hadn’t gotten a quarter of his dick inside and already Chiyo already felt her pussy being stretched to the max.


“Oh, yes! C’mon, ram that giant thing in there!” she demanded.


          “Very well,” Darien responded and gave one giant thrust inside her. Darien’s cock was only halfway inside before it hit the entrance to Chiyo’s womb. A large bulged outline of Darien’s cock was formed on the bottom of her toned stomach. Chiyo’s whole body began to shake as she felt a small orgasm coming over her body. If Darien moved right now she would surely lose her mind in pleasure. Sure enough, Darien began thrusting in and out of her slobbering, wet pussy. Chiyo began moaning, like a whore experiencing her first real fuck in a long time. Bent over the counter, loud moans and purrs filled the shop louder than any strike on metal could ever make.


    Darien began to pick up the pace, as the red-headed neko began to scream louder and louder. The wet sounds every time Darien thrusted inside her could also be audible. If Chiyo ass wasn’t so toned it would probably be jiggling with each thrust. Suddenly, she began to feel a huge orgasm rushing over her. Her body began to spasm out of control as her love juices began to pour down her legs. Before long Chiyo felt another one coming, and another, and another. Soon it was pointless to keep track, as the MILF neko in heat began to be a slobbering orgasm riddled mess. She had lost all sense of time, as it already felt like hours. Darien’s stamina was indeed impressive as he could thrust in and out of Chiyo, at super-human, speed without cumming himself. 


However, Darien began to feel his orgasm approaching. “Miss. I’m about to cum. I’m going to pull out.”


“What?! No! Cum inside! You HAVE to put your seed inside me!” the orgasm riddled Chiyo said.


“That would be irresponsible. After all, winners practice safe sex. Besides, it’s not like there’s some sort of protection I can just wear,” he said.


“It’s okay. Today’s a completely safe day! (lie) Please, I need your virile stud cum inside me!” she said in desperation.


“Hmmm…well, if you say it’s a safe day. I can’t see why you would lie if it wasn’t” Darien said.


“Exactly…” another mind shattering orgasm then interrupted her, “humans can’t get nekos pregnant.” (Double lie).


    “Very well,” with that said, Darien picked up the thrusting pace even more. After several moments of hard pumping action, Darien let out a torrent of hot, sticky cum inside of Chiyo. His cum felt warm inside her. It felt like gallons of thick, potent, barbarian baby batter was being deposited into her MILF womb. Chiyo’s eyes rolled back and her tongue stuck out as her body stood there, twitching with pleasure. Her pupils might as well have been in the shape of hearts, at this point. After several moments, Chiyo laid bent over the counter in bliss. She could feel thousands of barbarian swimmers in her womb. Hopefully, they will find their mark and continue a strong neko bloodline.


Chiyo panted for a little bit, “Oh gods! That was fantastic. You certainly made me feel twenty years younger. I haven’t felt this satisfied since I conceived Harako—


    Chiyo was cut off when she looked down at Darien’s hard cock. To her shock, his dick was still as hard as the steel in her blacksmith shop. “By the blessing of Foka, such a virile human cock!”
“I can keep going if you want. But if you want to stop I can—Darien said.


“Oh gods, no!” Chiyo demanded, “Keep going until you drain every ounce of jizz from those storage tanks you call balls!”


“Strange way to yes, but okay.” Darien flipped Chiyo over on the counter as she was now laying on her back. Her magnificent tits her facing the young barbarian. Without second thought, Darien thrusted his giant human cock into Chiyo’s wet mature cunt.


“Oh yeah! Arrggg…fuck me! You bastard! Don’t leave until you give me a half-breed making creampie!” she said in the heat of the moment. Darien was too focused on his own pleasure to really catch what she just said. He began to plow Chiyo pussy with wild abandon. 


The two fucked for two hours straight. They fucked pretty much all over the shop. Each time a new position and each time ended with a giant creampie inside Chiyo womb. After the final orgasm, the two of them finally got dressed. After all, they still needed to sharpen Darien’s sword.
 


(An hour, or so, later…)


 
    When Harako was finally done with those errands, she rushed back to The Demon Horseshoe. She opened the front door with such force expecting to find her mother and the human in a comprising positon. Instead, she found her mother sitting at the shops counter, fully clothed, while reading a book.


“Welcome back. Did you get everything on the list?” Chiyo asked.


“Yes, I did.” Harako said in a suspicious tone. She threw the bag of items on the counter.


“Thanks, honey.” Chiyo said.


“What happened to the customer?” Harako asked. Still in an investigative mode.


    “Oh him? He finished sharpening his blade and left about 20 minutes ago. Such a nice young man, he even recommended me this book. Who knew ancient Orc war poetry could have such romantic undertones?” Chiyo said this in a casual mood.


Harako still wasn’t buying it, “Did you fuck him?”


    Chiyo gave an over-acting gasp, “How dare you? What, just because a neko women is in her heat period means she’s going to jump some random human stranger? Please, I believe I have more self-respect than that, young lady.”


Harako still wasn’t buying it.


“Anyway,” Chiyo said, “we have a lot of work to do. Just because I’m horny, doesn’t mean I still can’t swing a hammer.”


Her mother might be a little slutty, but her help meant less of a workload, so Harako guessed it all works out.


 
(A year later…)
 


    “Mother! Are you almost done yet? I need your help putting the final touches on this bow,” Harako shouted across the room. She had gotten better at blacksmithing, in the last couple months, though she still needed her mother’s help from time to time.


“I’m coming,” Chiyo said as she entered the room, “Sorry, I was just feeding your baby sister.” Chiyo’s breasts were notably larger, ever since the recent addition to the family.


“You know, I find it kind of strange that Michi just so happens to resemble the human customer that came in last year,” Harako asked.


“Whatever, do you mean?” Chiyo asked in a half innocent, half playful tone.


“First, Michi has the same brown hair as that human’s. Also, no other neko in Far Water has brown hair. She also has the same blue eyes as him, and I’ve noticed her teeth are more like a human’s.” Harako inquired.


“Maybe,” Chiyo giggled, “but you got to admit she’s a cutie.”


“Hmpf…yeah. I guess that’s true.” Harako said.
 
 