Kapitel 143: Junior Sorceress Melisa Blackflame, Part Twenty-Nine

{Melisa} 

Melisa's eyes fluttered open, the soft morning light filtering through her curtains. She stretched, arching as she shook off the last vestiges of sleep. Her tail moved lazily against the sheets, a contented purr rumbling in her throat.

[... Alright, back to work, I guess.] 

As she padded downstairs after getting dressed, the aroma of freshly cooked breakfast wafted through the air. Melisa's stomach growled in anticipation.

She rounded the corner to find Margaret at the stove, humming softly as she flipped pancakes. 

This was, of course, one of the better parts of staying at Javir's manor and not at the academy. Melisa had been unaware of just how much she missed this view. 

God, Margaret looked good. Her tits, so full of milk and so plump, bounced gently even from the slightest motion. Her hips, literally child-bearing (having birthed two children thus far), were so... grabbable.