The morning light pierced your curtains and hit you with a sun beam directly in the face, you tried to roll over but it was useless, you were awake now and nothing could be done about it. You groaned and sat up stretching and letting out a yawn wiping the sleep from your eyes. Another day in your life as an isekai’d nobles daughter.
You stretched yawning again and hearing your bones pop into place. Their was a knock at your the door.
‘Come in.’ You called. The door opened revealing a beautiful blond haired half elf girl in a maid dress.
“Good morning Mistress Alicia.” She said bowing her head,
‘Morning Serra.’ You said yawning again. You then threw aside your covers revealing the lace babydoll lingerie you wore last night. Without another word you dropped the garments on the floor, which Serra picked up and began making your bed.
Now nude you entered the hallway.
“Good morn’n Mistress Alicia.” Came a familiar voice. It was of one of your human maids Jess. “Did ya sleep well last night?”
You shrugged ‘Can’t really complain.’
Jess came from a farm family giving her a strong physic, her hair was long and crimson complimenting her freckles.
You walked the elegant hall of your father’s mansion completely nude arms behind your head along side the former farm girl. As you walked, you passed by Venessa while she was dusting. She was a vampire, though you now looked older than her (she appeared to be fifteen) she had actually served your family for three generations. You gave her a quick wave which she returned with a smile showing her cute fangs. Venessa never approved of your habit of walking around naked in the morning, but had long since learned their was no talking you out of it by this point so mostly trying to ignore your disregard for modesty.
‘Anything on the agenda today Jess?’ You asked only half interested. Jess slid her glasses on then pulled a rolled up scroll from her bountiful cleavage.
“The master is still in Vassonia and will be for at least another week.” Jess said reading from the list, “oh my stars, it says right here tomorrow is your eighteenth birthday!”
You suddenly stopped. Your eighteenth birthday? You had already lived two thirds of how long you previously was here…
“Everything alright sugar cube?”
‘Yea… just… yea, I’m alright…’
You didn’t even listen to the rest of the list as you continued walking. Had it really been 18 years since you were reincarnated already? It seamed to fly by. What had you really done in that time?
“Good meow~ning mast~nyan!” Two voices said in sync. You blinked realizing you had gotten to the bathroom entirely on auto pilot. Infront of you was the cat girl twins. Coco, who had dark skin and white hair, ears, and tail. And Vanilla, who had pale skin, and black hair ears and tail.
You looked around for Jess, but she was nowhere to be seen, likely she was on her way to tend to the garden.
Van and Coco got to work cleaning you up for the day, first by brushing your teeth for you, and fixing your hair a bit as you watched them work you took in your eighteen year old female body, you had grown into quite the woman if you did say so yourself. Your skin was utterly flawless without a single blemish or scar, their wasn’t a single hair on your body below the neck.
Your stomach remained nice and toned no matter how much you ate it all seamed to either end up in your breasts or thighs giving you a decent hour glass figure though not overly pronounced. You had a nice set of C cups hanging off your chest, again not the best (especially compared to Jess and Naz’s E cups) but still pretty good.
Coco and Van finished with the teeth brushing and now moved onto scrubbing your body down with soap and water. Despite your self you couldn’t help but get a bit turned on as the two cat girls worked their delicate hands into your every nook and cranny, then they wash clothed you off, your soft fare skin practically shined. Finally they slipped on a nice fluffy robe and Coco performed a small wind spell to dry your hair. You thanked them both like always then left for the kitchen.
“Morning sunshine.” Called a familiar gruff voice from the kitchen.
‘Good morning Naz.’ You called back.
“I have your usual already laid out.” Naz was a half orc that spent most of her time in the kitchen, either cooking for everyone or cleaning the dishes.
“Thanks Naz.”
You sat down before your lavishly prepared breakfast, a tall stack of blueberry pancakes with maple syrup, strips of bacon, sausage, and sunny side up eggs. Again it didn’t matter how much you ate, it always went to your chest or thighs. Your mind wandered back to earlier, eighteen years… and still a virgin…
As you scarfed down your third pancake you noticed a strange letter sitting on the table with your name on it…