Roger sat up on his bed and stretched his arms up. While yawning, the sunlight warmed his face like a good morning kiss.

He slept longer than he expected. At least his body fully recovered.

Suddenly, Roger remembered something he was supposed to do last night. Meet Katina, Cilla, and Labda for their date.

"Oh no!" He quickly dressed into a clean Greek toga and ran through the corridor.

When he reached the dining hall, he glanced around, finding only a table with two empty seats. A bull skeleton lay on the table, surrounded by meat scapes and empty wine cups.

Roger could guess who ate at the table alone, and now a pang of slow guilt dropped down into his stomach. He was too late.

Through an open archway to the garden, a tall silhouette with three heads sat out front, snoring. The rising sun glimmered over them.

Roger tucked his robe and walked toward the beast women. He noticed they wore a white Grecian toga dress with a short skirt, and they tied their red hairs into ponytails. Golden collars hung around each of their necks, and they wore golden wristbands on their upper arms. It kind of made them look cute.

He poked their back until they yawned and flexed their muscles. When their eyes caught him, their faces scowled.

“You’re late!” Katina complained.

“Where have you been? Aphrodite told us you will meet us here for dinner!” Cilla explained hastily.

“Aphrodite?” Roger rubbed the back of his head until his eyes bulged. “Oh, now I remember.”

Labda frowned. “Please don’t tell me she-”

“No! We didn’t do anything.” Roger shook his hands. “She told me to come here in two days.”

“Then why are you late?”

Roger rubbed his closed eyes. “I slept too long…"

“Is that all you have to say to us?” Katina asked.

Roger grimaced. "I'm sorry. Athena's training wore me out. But I truly wanted to see you again. Can you forgive me?"

The women’s heads glanced at each other, frowning their lips. But Cilla giggled and said, "It's alright. We forgive you."

Katina shrugged. "Yeah, we're over it. But don't do that again!"

"You promised?" Labda asked with a gentle tone of concern.

Roger smirked with relief. "I promise."

He glanced at the table. "I see you already ate."

Katina burped and pounded her chest. "Yeah, we ate last night without you.”

"So… No breakfast?"

Labda grinned and held up a large amphora bottle. "We still have wine, unless you prefer chewing bones."

Roger shook his head. "No thank you. How about we watch the sunrise together."

"Okay," said Cilla.

Outside the dining hall, they sat on a bench that faced the cloud sea beneath the mountain edge. The sky was heavenly and beautiful, but it didn't distract Roger from remembering what he wanted to say to the women. "I… have something I want to say…"

The women twitched their ears and turned their heads toward him. Obviously, they got their full attention on him.

"What do you think about us… Being together?"

Cilla smiled. "I believe we should, but it is up to Labda and Katina's decision."

Roger stared at the other heads, waiting for their response. He could see the uncertainty on their faces.

Labda bit her lip. "I am still thinking about it….."

Katina frowned as she glanced at Roger. "Do you… Love us?"

Roger glanced into all their eyes. He grinned a passionate smile and rubbed Cilla's hand. "I do….."

The women’s faces flushed red. Their tail also wagged behind them.

Without warning, they lifted him toward their heads and licked his face. Roger giggled as their thirsty tongues tickled him.

"HAHAHAHA! Wait!" He held up his hands to shield his face. Their raw drool dripped down his cheeks. "Let's head to your bedroom." He stroked Katina's chin with a sensual grin. "Someplace comfy."

Katina purred. "Screw breakfast. You will be our feast."

As they giggled, the women carried him through the dining hall.

*****

Roger and the women stood in front of the queen-size bed. Indeed, it looked big enough for both of them.

"So… How will we do this?" Cilla asked.

Roger smiled and untied his robes. With nothing on, he crawled onto the bed and relaxed against the big white pillow.

He stared at them and wiggled his finger. "Come…"

Katina, Labda, and Cilla giggled. They untied their toga dress and dropped it to the floor. Their furry chest glowed red and their muscles bulged as they breathed in their rising heat.

They crawled over him as their breasts laid on top of him. Their hungry muzzles rubbed his face while his chest tightened and his air got trapped.

"Wait!" Roger gasped. "You're crushing me!"

The women paused as they rose on all fours above him.

"Oh come on!" Katina complained. "I dominated men like this before!"

"What should we do?" Cilla asked. "We can't crush sweetie to death!"

Labda grinned. "He should be the one on top."

Katina raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"It will be suitable for both of us."

Katina sighed. "Fine…"

After the women rolled over, Roger crawled off their bed. He waited after they lay on their bed with their legs spread out.

Roger climbed across their front toward their heads. His hands rested on their breasts.

Although his lovers were taller than him, smiling at their canine heads brought sunshine to his face.

"Is this your first time?" Cilla asked. Her face blushed like a rose.

Roger scratched her right ear. "I slept with two women before. But you three will be interesting…"

He then lowered his mouth to her muzzle, catching the heat from her throat. Her breath tasted like fresh mint. Better than having a dog's breath.

He moved to Labda’s mouth, which has the same taste as Cilla’s. Katina nibbled on his ear without pain, and Cilla licked his left cheek.

After the women cradled him against their warm body, his flesh melted into their fullness. Their rough hands rubbed his back and squeezed his bottom.

His hands ran along their sides and stroked their ribs without tickling them. Licks and kisses slurped all over his face, but he didn’t care.

Making love to a three-headed woman was just like making love to three women at the same time.

"Oh thank god, it worked!" A woman’s voice shouted.

Roger paused and turned around, still mounted on the women’s body. Aphrodite leaned against the door, giggling while her hand covered her mouth.

The women pushed Roger off their bed and pulled the bedsheet over their body. Roger crawled back and slid over the covers to shield his nude from the goddess’s eyes.

“What in the name of Hades, Aphrodite!” Katina roared.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” Cilla shouted.

Aphrodite lowered her hand and smiled a seductive grin. “My apologies. I didn’t come here to peek at your lovemaking. Heeheehee. Zeus demands your presence at the war chamber immediately.”

“Why?” Roger asked.

Aphrodite grimaced. “The Giants are almost here. I predict the battle will be upon us today.” Her lips curled into a mischievous grin. “But I can give you more time before your summons.”

“How?” Katina asked.

“I have my ways.” The Goddess twirled her finger through her pink hair. “May I join you-”

“No!” Everyone shouted at the Goddess.

Aphrodite shrugged. “I will give you time since I love mortals making love. Enjoy!”

After the Goddess of Love strolled off, Roger glanced at the women. Their puzzled faces stared back.

“Should we continue?” Cilla asked.

Labda shrugged. “I see why not.”

Roger grinned. “I know how to finish this quickly.”

With a chuckle, he crawled under the sheets toward the women’s sweet spot. The women moaned like crazy.

“Ooooooooooooh-Roger!” Cilla purred.

*****

Roger and the Cerberus women walked into the war chamber with murals on the walls, showing warriors fighting monsters and men. The circular ceiling has another mural, more battles climaxing around the sun. No wonder the Gods called the room the War Chamber.

The Gods stood around a round table toward the center. Only Zeus, Poseidon, Athena, Ares, Artemis, Hermes, and Hephaestus were present.

“Welcome to the War Chamber!” Zeus exclaimed with a grin. “Did you sleep well?”

Roger’s face flushed near the table. “We slept fine. Where are the others?”

“We will fight on the front lines,” Ares explained. “The others will defend the palace if the Giants manage to reach our mountain.”

Hephaestus raised his small hammer. “I will craft your armor and weapons for the fight. Then I will defend my workshop with the others."

“What about Hades?” Labda asked.

Athena shrugged with her arms crossed. “He is always late to our meetings. Leaving the Underworld must be a pain in the ass to him.”

Roger glanced at the table. "Where is the map?"

Zeus chuckled and snapped his fingers.

On the table, the white mountain appeared beneath tiny clouds that barely represented the sky without the blue colors. Below the mountain, trees and grass grew around rocks, hills, and rivers across the entire table.

Roger raised his eyebrows as his mouth dropped. The landscape looked like a living miniature set. The water in the rivers flowed through their currents, and the clouds moved to the left. No breeze touched Roger’s skin although the invisible wind flowed through the tiny trees.

He poked at the forest, but his finger passed through the green woods. It was an illusion, like a hologram Roger had seen once at a science museum. "Amazing!"

Athena narrowed her eyes at him. "Pay attention."

Roger removed his finger.

"This spectrum displays the possible battlefield around our mountain," Athena explained. "Based on what Hermes said, the Giants are marching from the west."

On the table's left side, twelve gray human-shaped figures marched toward the mountain. None of them have faces on their putty bodies.

"They will eventually arrive here in the afternoon, which will give us time to prepare," Athena continued.

"Did Hermes discover their plans?" Poseidon, the blue bearded god asked.

"I couldn't come close to them, or else they would sense me," Hermes explained.

Artemis glanced at him. "What about their camp?"

Hermes shook his head. "I couldn't find their camp either. Sorry about that."

Ares padded Hermes’s shoulder. “You did well, half-brother. We only need your warning about their arrival.”

Hermes gave Ares a weak smile.

“So, what is the plan?” Roger asked.

Before Athena opened her mouth, the double door slammed open, drawing everyone’s attention. Black smoke flowed from the doorway as a dark figure appeared.

Zeus smiled at the dark figure. “It’s about time you arrived, Hades.”