Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon): Ever since his fatherâs passing Roderick had noticed his mother lacking in many areas she used to pride herself in. Such as having one of the finest and clean houses in the modest suburban world he called home. The small brunette and tall strong blond hair boy lived together in a tri-level home with white paneling. The down stairs was his home. It was a mix of a hang out and bed room. Complete with its own bathroom. The only thing that was public was the washer and dryer.
As for Roderick he stood at 6â5 with the build of a boxer strong and built like a stone. His hair was cut short and fixed up, though if he got sweaty or wet he would have an entirely different look.
His mother said he would now have to share his down stairs with a new hire. Apparently like many they were getting a maid-pet like so many others had been in the recent months. Already he cleared out his old workout room for her. Roderick also managed to get a nice queen bed, drawer- vanity set , and a work desk for her.
Lying atop his bed of black and blood red dressed in simple red shorts, he wait for the creature who would be living and working for them. Before he forgot he moved to her room to lay her uniform on the bed. It was like a classic French maid uniform made to be less flashy yet still attractive and more comfortable.
After it was all said and done he hoped on his tread mill and started his running for the day. It was when he had just finished when he heard the upstairs front door open. Which inevitably meant the bizarre and new woman-creature was here with his mother:
As for Roderick he stood at 6â5 with the build of a boxer strong and built like a stone. His hair was cut short and fixed up, though if he got sweaty or wet he would have an entirely different look.
His mother said he would now have to share his down stairs with a new hire. Apparently like many they were getting a maid-pet like so many others had been in the recent months. Already he cleared out his old workout room for her. Roderick also managed to get a nice queen bed, drawer- vanity set , and a work desk for her.
Lying atop his bed of black and blood red dressed in simple red shorts, he wait for the creature who would be living and working for them. Before he forgot he moved to her room to lay her uniform on the bed. It was like a classic French maid uniform made to be less flashy yet still attractive and more comfortable.
After it was all said and done he hoped on his tread mill and started his running for the day. It was when he had just finished when he heard the upstairs front door open. Which inevitably meant the bizarre and new woman-creature was here with his mother: