Page 93 of Mated By Twilight
Sollit was sniffing at some body oils that, she didn't doubt, he planned to massage into her skin. Across the room, Tillos was laying out food, muttering softly to himself, looking like he was counting something in his head as he set out the offerings. Sollit touched the oil, rubbing it thoughtfully between his fingers, a concentrated look on his face.
“Is it the food and massages, or is it your cum?” She asked quickly, catching their attention.
They turned, looking at her. They didn't even seem confused. Just appreciative as their eyes moved up and down her body. Admiring her form. Checking their work?
“It’s both,” Tillos said, smiling with approval. “Your diet is important for maintaining your health inside and out.”
“The massages improve blood flow,” Sollit smiled, setting the oil beside the bedside table. “Great for skin and muscle health.”
“And your… stuff?” She asked, face burning with a blush. She couldn’t even believe she’d said the word the first time. It must have been shock that pulled it from her.
“Ah, that’s the best thing for your health,” Sollit smirked. “Massaging it into your skin is even better than the oil and massages combined.”
“And eating it?” Tillos eyes darkened with appreciation. “That will do wonders for your health and wellness. Keep you nice and plump for us. Good for carrying younglings.”
She shifted her weight, a bit self-conscious for the first time since they undressed her. “I saw that other avanava girl. Biella, right? She was slim and beautiful.”
“Of course she was slim,” Sollit grinned. “She doesn’t have mates to keep her soft and round.”
“But you saw our mother, didn't you?” Tillos put away the extra food so he could approach her, a smug swagger in his step. “I guess it might have been hard to tell under that robe she was wearing, but our mother is soft like you. Mm, maybe not exactly like you. You’re even softer and sweeter. But that’s one of the marks of a mated female. She stops being slender. She gets all soft and tender. Her body becomes a painting upon which her mates’ care is displayed for all to see.”
Leah didn't resist as Tillos picked her up, sweeping her into his arms so he could bear her to the bed where Sollit was waiting, grinning at her victoriously.
Because they had been working together to make these changes the entire time. The moment she’d put herself into their hands, they’d been working together to surround and fill her with so much love and attention, it transformed her physically.
“Your mother…” She started slowly.
“Must you bring up our mother at a time like this?” Sollit asked, snickering.
“She’s different,” she continued, finally confronting a worry of hers that she’d been repressing. Because now it seemed to be affecting her, and it really wasn’t that bad. “Why is she… like that?”
“Like that?” Tillos asked, stroking her belly so gently as he moved around her.
“You know what I mean,” she frowned. “She looks like she’s drugged. Is she… She’s okay, right?”
Sollit laughed. “Of course, she’s okay. Our fathers take care of her. The same way we take care of you. They make sure she eats right. They give her massages.”
“They love her deeply. Thoroughly.” Tillos ran his fingers along her chin. “Ever since they retired, she’s allowed them to adore her so completely, she can forget the world. If she looks drugged, if she seems out of it, that just means they’re doing their job well.”
“She chose that,” she said softly, understanding dawning. Their mother wasn’t in danger. The exact opposite, in fact. She was so safe, so well loved, that she could forget everything. Let go of all of her worries. She was experiencing something that Leah, her mother, none of the ladies back in the shelter, had ever been privileged enough to appreciate.
They were using everything in their power to make her safe and happy. And that included their cum, their saliva, their feeding, their massages – everything.
And that same sense of peace and tranquility was Tillos and Sollit’s goal for her too, she realized as they laid her between them.
“I don’t know if I’m ready to be like her,” Leah whispered.
“That’s okay,” Sollit promised, coming up onto his knees over her. “When you’re ready, we’ll be happy to bring you to that same level of bliss.”
“It will take time to get you there anyway. Years upon years of our care,” Tillos stroked his hand over her head, into her hair. “It can’t happen without your permission. It won’t happen until you’re ready. And until you are…”
Tillos pressed the head of his cock against her mouth, feeding her, while Sollit began to jerk himself onto her, spreading the precum that dripped onto her skin like it was a special skin cream.
And it was. They were feeding her, tending to her, transforming her body through the sheer power of devotion into something that wasn’t drastically different, but was noticeably changed. A body that was beautiful and glowing and healthy as much as it was soft and squishy.
Not that she’d ever really been slender, but that was very clearly no longer an option for her. She imagined if she lost weight, her mates would lose their minds, thinking they’d done something wrong, and immediately up her calorie intake.
Or something similar, she thought sucking eagerly on Tillos as he kept her movements shallow, focused on his head, so she was sure to taste every drop.