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Layne stood in her store after seeing a customer out with a little wave and a bow. The potion making feline had found herself occupied with a steady stream of customers for the day, and to be honest, she hoped that the client that had just left would be the last. Normally her day to day life was a bit quieter, not as many people stopping by or pestering her for every little thing. Not everyone had the coin to afford what she offered on her shelves or the advice she could give, but it seemed that there was a recent uprising of people at the very least interested in her stock, and plenty of foreign faces too. Perhaps it had been the inspection or Ogglen on adventures telling people of Layne's store, but either way, she shouldn't complain. Business was booming and that only meant more coin for her to spend on herself. She just wasn't used to so many strangers coming in and asking her for so many things at once. She may have to adjust her prices if this many people were taking interest in her stock, or at the very least plan for a vacation, which she had never done before. Turning around to begin crunching the numbers she heard the door open again. With a calm breath, she turned around with her brightest smile and bowed her head politely, "Welcome to my shop how may I hel--" She paused her words then as she saw the supposed customer enter her store. A kobold stepped in dressed in a cloak of deep red and wearing a belt covered in various flasks, with scales of dark blue with deep purple eyes. A familiar face had come in to visit, and she was none too pleased.

Her unfortunate guest stepped into the store with a raised brow and a stiff chin, and though he was barely her size, the kobold managed to look at every spot in the store except where she stood. Layne lingered there in place without movement except for the flicking of her bushy tail. She watched with that smile frozen on her expression as the kobold sauntered into her store and felt over the potions on her shelf only to pull his digits away as if he had touched something foul. As he made a full round all the way to the front counter he stood there, his tail flicking indignantly as he quietly waited for Layne to make a move. With a sigh, she moved around to her front counter and again said her words, without trying to hide her tire, "How may I help you Baldin?"

Baldin the kobold. An alchemist like most of his kind around the land that had taken up residence in the village down the hill. He was a petty sort that liked to flaunt his knowledge and pretend that he knew more than Layne. The potion making feline didn't really care too much for the kobold, but he always paid a pretty coin for bundles of materials and sometimes he actually had something to say that was worthwhile, though Layne would never air those thoughts aloud. To admit that he was helpful or useful in any way shape or form would invite disaster upon her store for certain, and that disaster was his rotten mouth.

"So, I saw you were full today. Plenty of people going and leaving to and from this little shack on a hill. Tell me Layne, did you brush out the aromatherapy so you could attract more customers? Or maybe this has something to do with that court official you bribed." The kobold began.

Layne raised a brow, "Bribed? I had my shop inspected from head to toe. Me too, and I'll have you know everything was perfectly legal."

Baldin snorted, "Really? So you didn't use your little charms to get a clean grade?"

Layne huffed, "Excuse me! I have a bit of integrity dear. I don't really care about selling my body on the occasion to show off just what a potion can do, but I didn't bribe that bird."

Baldin sneered, "Really? Well excuse me for not believing you. Anyway, down to business. I'll be out of town for a bit and I need some things made before I go."

Layne answered before he could continue on, "And you'd rather have my professional paws do it?"

Baldin looked almost offended as he huffed out, "And I don't have enough materials to complete what I want make, so I'd like to buy those from you."

Layne leaned against the counter with a small smile, "You know. With all this rush of new faces around here. I don't really know how I'll manage," resting her chin upon her paws she continued with a purr, "All of these materials are more valuable now because of that, and that means a hike in prices on raw material."

Baldin's gaze narrowed and his stance changed, his words coming out with a bit more humility, "How much of a hike?"

Layne tapped her digits together as she thought for a moment of just what number she should throw at him, just what type of horror she would do to bother him, but instead she simply said in a soft tone, "We'll need to haggle for that. You don't mind a little bartering right?"

Baldin took a breath and with some visible effort kept his tone polite, "No, not at all. As long as we can reach an agreement that won't be a scam to either of us."

Layne grinned, "Really? I thought you said once that my potions were watered down scams."

The kobold for a moment seemed to lose composure but his words were still polite, "Not at all. You're running a business after all. That wouldn't be right. Now. I need some materials, are we going to negotiate or not?"

Layne chuckled and stepped off with a small smile, "Come on then. Let's get you in the back and we'll have some very nice words. Very very nice! You can tell me how great my shop is while we walk."

Baldin followed with his tail flicking from side to side in irritation, but he followed without a word, perhaps deciding that silence was better than letting his mouth run. Layne loved the fact that she had him right where she wanted him. Typically the kobold was much more mouthy and one of few regular customers, but with so many new customers filtering in she didn't have to play so nice. Of course, even before this she somewhat loved their back and forth, mostly when he got angry and stormed off, but this time she could bother him and keep him right where she wanted without needing to pretend to be nice. It would be perfect, absolutely perfect.

The shelves in the back were still full of various stock. She had taken her time in keeping her herbs and various other materials well maintained and readily available. Even with the extra flow of customers she had been able to make plenty of potions and have enough material left over to make more should she need it, but selling raw material now perhaps wouldn't be the best idea. She watched as Baldin pointed out the materials he needed, smiling as he pointed out to some of the more rare stock she had before speaking aloud, "Ah? You'd like that? Well, then I think you should know that the price will be increasing on a rarity basis."

Baldin huffed, "I suppose that is fair, but you can't expect me to just pay much more on such short notice. At least make an exception today."

Layne brought a claw to her chin, tapping it there as she hummed, "I don't know about that. You saw that line of customers just waiting to be scammed by my nonsense, and you know that making that aroma to attract them takes a lot of material."

The kobold gnashed his fangs and crossed his arms, tail lashing against the floor before he spoke, "Make an exception today and I'll pay you double next time."

Layne's eyes flashed as she added, "Double of my new prices?"

Baldin huffed, "Double today's prices."

"I don't think so. If I keep my prices low, I'd like to get some proper compensations from you." She quipped.

Baldin didn't seem to happy about this, but he remained civil at least, "Then at least let me use something to barter with instead."

Layne chuckled, "What do you have to offer?"

Baldin snorted, "My services of course! I am the superior potion maker between the two of us. I have many recipes that you cannot hope to make yourself."

The feline's tail twisted and bristled as she stood her ground, "Really now? I couldn't hope to make what you have to offer? How about you give me those recipes I don't know in exchange for lower prices."

"I'll not be doing that! The recipes that I know are worth more than your entire shop." Baldin said with a sudden hiss his face edging just a bit closer to hers.

Layne felt the hackles stand on the back of her neck, her cheeks becoming flustered, "Worth more than my shop? What a joke! You've shared one or two things and nothing you've presented has been so pretty, so magical. I bet you even water down your potions because you can't even gather your own material."

"And what does that matter? I'm working on my art while you're the one selling watered down poultices for far too much! Manual labor is the only thing you're good at." The kobold answered with a seething hiss.

Layne took a step closer as she let out a hiss of her own, "Really? Have you ever even tried my potions because I'd be happy to stick one right up your--"

"And what?! I don't need to try your slop to see that it isn't worth my time." Baldin said, interrupting the fuming feline.

The air between the two began to crackle and fizz as tempers flared. Layne was the first to realize that their anger was manifesting and she backed away taking a deep breath. The kobold mirrored her movements, Baldin clearing his throat as he drew his cloak in. A confrontation wasn't what Layne desired, especially not inside of her store. Perhaps she would teach him a lesson outside, but she then remembered that violence would only beget more of it. Perhaps settling her feud with the kobold was more important than proving herself the more powerful potion maker. With a sigh, she brought a paw to scratch just beneath her hat, "Right. Business, business, business. You'd like to buy some raw material right?"

Baldin snorted, but kept his calm as he spoke, "Right. Preferably at a reasonable price."

Layne nodded, "You know the value of these materials, you know I just can't give them for free, but maybe we can make a bet instead. You say my potions are ineffective right? Do you really think that."

Baldin shrugged, "I think you play with water and make things that most likely taste foul and give people funny faces."

Layne twitched, resisting an angry retort, "Then let's make a bet. You lose, you pay for the materials, and give me those recipes you were thinking of. You win, you get it all for free."

Baldin's tail flicked from side to side, a hand upon his chin as he spoke, "Really? What type of potion would you have me drink?"

Layne snorted, "Why should that matter? You think it wouldn't even work right?"

Baldin huffed, "Even an idiot can mix a basic aphrodisiac together. I don't think you lack basic function, just that you're unable to do anything better."

Layne controlled her annoyance and instead continued on, "Then how about something powerful? How about something that I would let me have full control of you?"

The kobold raised a brow, "Something illegal then?"

Layne smiled just a bit, "Didn't think I cleaned out all of my stock for inspection did you?"

Baldin snorted, "It won't work, so I suppose I'll try your watered down filth."

Layne chuckled as she stepped past him back into the shop. She was going to savor this moment for a long time. Not only was she going to prove him wrong, but full control of her precious little rival that refused to acknowledge her, oh the things she would do, and the coin she would earn.

The potion making cat and the kobold went out and into the store where behind the counter Layne crouched and brought up the floorboards to reveal a small compartment with a row of flasks and what-not stored ever so neatly. Very carefully she plucked a container of viscous fluid as dark and blue as the kobold's scales. Even corked within the flask, the potion bubbled, rising and falling as she brought it up to set it on the counter. The kobold recoiled a bit at the sight of the potion, his eyes narrowing as he poked at the flask, "Why, may I ask, is it bubbling as if it were boiling?"

Layne simply smiled sweetly and popped the cork off the flask with a single claw, "Because I put plenty of power into this one. Nothing awful, nothing dangerous. Well, I mean, it is a poison. A poison made to control the victim and make them susceptible to suggestion. The perfect compliment to a bit of mind control, but you don't think that this would work right? My potions are watered down and awful right?"

The kobold stared at her for a moment before switching his gaze to the potion that was now frothing and bubbling over top of the glass top. With a huff he took the flask by the neck and brought it up to his snout, sniffing at it before wincing and setting it back upon the countertop, "You're trying to kill me."

Layne chuckled, "You can either drink it, or forfeit the bet. I mean, you could just walk away too. It'll show what your word is worth too."

For a moment Baldin simply stayed still, staring at the potion with narrowed eyes. Layne had caught him. Whatever he did, in the end Layne would win. If he walked away, drank the potion, argued with her: All those things would harm his pride. He could never stand a blow to his pride, a blow to his little superiority complex and Layne was savoring every little second. Would his pride bring him to drinking the drought that would see him obeying Layne like a puppet, or would he simply walk away from this without his materials and with his good word ruined just because he took on a bet he couldn't handle? Beauty incarnate.

Baldin hissed and seethed like the concoction set before him on the table. Before too long he gripped at the neck of the flask huffing and taking it up again near his snout to sniff it with some visible apprehension before opening his maw and chugging it down like an absolute fool. Layne gawked as he drank every single drop of the liquid night down into his gullet. Just a sip would have been absolutely fine, but instead, he had downed the entire thing. Layne was equally horrified and giddy at this little move, her paws clasped together and her eyes wide as she watched him set the flask down and hiccup, "See! Nothing! Absolutely no effect at all, though, I must admit it tastes thick and awful and nothing like water, do you use syrup to water down your potions instead, ugh?"

Layne giggled and clapped her paws once, "Right, right, no effect at all. I wonder then, Baldin, could you do me a favor and take off your cloak for me? Just set it on the counter very neatly."

For a moment the kobold seemed to space out, his eyes glazing over before he suddenly regained himself, "Now, I don't see how that'll do anything to make your potion any less terrible," but as he uttered those words his hands moved to unclip the cloak from his shoulders, very neatly folding it up on the counter top.

Layne chuckled, "Really? Baldin...You do realize you're obeying my suggestion right?"

Baldin scoffed and waved her off, "Idiot. I am only being polite. Don't think this means that your potion is even--"

Layne put a digit upon his snout and commanded, "Quiet."

Baldin grew silent, his mouth opening and closing for a moment before he began to grow flustered, his eyes darting back and forth as he seemed to realize his predicament. Layne giggled and felt over his snout softly with a gentle paw, "Aw, look at you. My filthy little watered down draught is making your stomach ache so much you can't even talk. Either that or it must taste so bad."

Baldin huffed, his eyes narrowing as he began to dart his eyes from side to side, his hands closing into tight fists. Before he could do a thing Layne uttered another command, "Not a single move without my say. You've lost Baldin, but go ahead and speak your mind, I'd love to hear what you have to say."

Baldin near squeaked, "You cheated! There is no way you made that yourself, absolutely no way!"

Layne could only giggle as the kobold fumed and huffed and puffed, his words like honey to her as she gave his snout a gentle pat as if she were caressing a pet, "Such a poor thing. You know, maybe a bit of fun would cheer you right up!"

The kobold seethed, though he could not move, "A little fun? If I could move I'd be having fun wringin--"

His words were muffled as Layne gave him a firm kiss upon the lips, her paws gripping at his cheeks, one paw moving up to feel one of two horns atop his head. When she pulled her mouth away he did not speak a single word, he only gawked at her, "Now then, a little bit of fun might cheer you up. Of course you'll be doing everything I want, but right now I don't think you mind...I don't even have to exert control."

Baldin seemed to fumble with his words as his mouth opened and closed before Layne placed a paw upon his snout, her nose touching his, "Why don't you tell me the truth of how you feel, a little fun wouldn't be so bad right?"

Baldin seemed to strain through the words as the truth was blurted from his mouth, "After that kiss, it would be wonderful."

Layne giggled and brought her paws together as she stepped around her captive kobold, "Perfect! Then slip out of the rest of your clothes. We'll be having our fun right here."

Baldin hissed for a moment, but remained quiet as he began to obediently strip from the rest of his clothing, setting it all on a pile atop his cloak along with his equipment. Layne circled the kobold for a moment, her eyes staring at his cock that was firm despite his previous protests. She could always kneel and service him to give him a truly wondrous time, but what was the fun in that? Layne had the kobold under her complete control, and besides, he didn't deserve her service. Her little rival here had pestered her many times, so now it was time to put his mouth to good use, "Get on your knees." Layne commanded.

The kobold grumbled but knelt, his eyes narrowed as Layne stepped around to his front, her tail raised as she bent over before him to lift her dress and pull down her underwear, revealing her rear as her tail lifted, her balls between her legs. Baldin's eyes widened then, but he had no chance to air his complaints as Layne simply commanded, "Give me a little lip service, no complaints either, just get your mouth on my rear."

Baldin's hands moved, his body shaking as he gripped upon Layne's plump rear. Without question, he planted his mouth upon her rear to kiss upon that puckered hole, his tongue coming out to brush and gently glide against it. Without too much complaint, the kobold brought his tongue to service Layne's rear, lavishing it with warm spittle. Layne could only purr as she felt that tongue push and press against her hole, moaning out as she felt his claws dig beneath her fur. The control she had upon the kobold only enhanced the pleasure brought upon by dominating him, by feeling that tongue against her hole again and again. She could feel his gaze burning into her, but ignored it promptly as she pushed and brought her hips back against his face, keeping her puckered hole planted against his mouth firmly, "Get your tongue in, really put some effort into it, chop chop." She said with a shaky breath.

She could hear a muffled hiss, but his tongue soon darted out against her puckered hole, his hands gripping at her rear to stretch and spread those plump cheeks. Layne's tail coiled around the kobold's head, keeping that mouth firmly pressed against her hole as she brought a paw to grip at her cock. She should have done this long ago, taking advantage of the kobold's warm tongue was wonderful, and oh so satisfying considering it was the same kobold who had been bad mouthing her so much recently. Slowly she began running her paw up and down her own cock, purring as she enjoyed the sensation of the warm tongue pushing firmly against her inner walls. She could barely believe how desperately the tongue in her rear was moving to please her, that her rival was working so very diligently to give her proper lip service. It was almost enough to have her laughing right there if she wasn't enjoying herself so much.

Layne gripped tight at her cock as she suddenly felt his tongue push deep inside along with a sudden digit pushed in as well. She yelped and groaned out as her hole was poked and prodded by both digit and warm tongue. She could feel that slick tongue move around inside of her rear while that digit worked to stretch her just barely. She hadn't ordered that, but she wasn't going to complain. Already she could feel the pressure building, a blooming heat lancing up her spine as the pleasure built. Her cock twitched in her paw, her eyes shutting as she began to work herself faster, driving her hips back against the kobold's mouth with furious lust.

She could have simply continued on stroking herself and enjoying the service the kobold was forced to provide, but rather than do that, she brought her rear away from the kobold's mouth, a gasp of air sounding off from Baldin's maw as she turned and presented her cock twitching and dripping with pre. The kobold stared at her with half-lidded eyes that looked more lustful than angered now, his tongue lolling out of his maw as if presented to her. With a shudder Layne brought her cock to his tongue, pushing the tip against the warmth before sliding on inside of his maw. Obediently he closed his mouth on her cock, suckling almost immediately, her body trembling as she felt his tongue coil around her barbed member.

Layne purred then as she began to thrust and push her cock to that warm maw with little mercy. A kobold wouldn't gag and so it didn't matter if she went wild upon his mouth. She brought her foot up to push down upon his shoulder as she thrust into his maw, moaning out as she grabbed onto his horns, her balls slapping against his mouth as she continued to push and pound inside of his mouth. Soon enough she felt that pressure about to break, her mind growing just a bit foggy as her cock began to twitch violently, a rush of cum shooting from her hot cock and into the kobold's maw. There she kept grinding her hips to the kobold's mouth, purring out as she brought herself to a full climax, the kobold eagerly sucking down every single drop of her seed without question. When she pulled herself away from him, his lips were firmly suckling upon her cock, keeping it in his maw so she had to force herself away, a wet pop sounding off when she finally pulled free of his mouth, her cock still twitching and still hard.

With a paw she felt over his snout slightly purring as she moved to grip at one of his horns and bring him up on his feet, leading him to bend him over the counter. Baldin obeyed without much question, his body shuddering as Layne gripped upon his tail to lift it. There she decided to step back and move to grab a flask from one of the shelves in the store. At the very least she would give him the benefit of some lubricant, after all, he had earned that much by giving such good service. With a purr and a giggle she poured the contents of the enchanted lubricant across her cock before setting the empty flask upon the counter top. There the kobold kept his tail raised obediently, shuddering as Layne pressed her cock to his puckered hole between those surprisingly plump cheeks. She purred as she pressed the tip of her cock in, a smile touching her features as she heard the kobold gasp out and shiver. Once the tip of her barbed cock was inside, she pressed in firmly with a thrust, hilting at least half of her cock inside of that tight rear causing the kobold to yelp and groan out.

Layne took a breath and brought a paw to grab at the base of the kobold's tail. She tugged and yanked to pull him closer to her as she drove herself in deeper with each push. She purred as she felt her cock being massaged and tugged in further by that tight rear, those warm inner walls clamping firmly upon her member. Layne continues to slam into that kobold rear with reckless abandon, sending Baldin's body jolting against the front counter with every thrust. Every time she pulled back her hips, her barbs dragged against the tight walls of the kobold, her body shuddering as she thrust further and further inside. Soon enough her balls were slapping at the kobold's thighs with every push and thrust, her eyes shut as she drove in roughly. Panting, she brought her foot up to press down on the kobold's rear as she drove herself roughly to that tight rear.

At the same time, the kobold moaned out, his own cock twitching and bounced as he was pounded mercilessly by his feline rival. He could do nothing but accept what was happening. Deep in his mind he knew that what was happening was wrong, and yet he couldn't fight the overbearing pleasure that touched every corner of his body from obeying her commands. He hated that he felt this way, and yet at the same time he loved every second of it. Baldin's mouth opened wide as he moaned out, feeling his master's cock inside of his rear. He couldn't help it, he groaned and begged for more with every single thrust of that thick thing. He desired more, needed more, and even loved the sensation of the barbs flaring and dragging against his inner walls. From just the mix of sensations and feelings that he could not tell if they were his own or that damnable potion, his cock twitched violently and let out a jet of cum that hit the floor, his member dripping pre afterward even as the feline continued to pound his rear. Baldin's legs were weak at this point, he could barely stand, his mind foggy and his breath hot as he held himself up as best he could manage.

Layne watched with half-lidded eyes, her body working to thrust into that tight rear quickly, her breath coming out in little huffs as she dominated that tight hole. It had been so long since she had experienced being on top, being a dominant force that drove herself into others rather than the other way around. She could feel her cock growing hotter and hotter by the moment, a pressure building in her balls as she moved faster, loud and wet slaps sounding off with every single push. Layne then leaned in close, her paws moving to wrap around the kobold's waist as she took him like an animal, her hips moving wildly and without stop as she found herself oh so close. Her cock swelled, her eyes shut tight and she let out a gasp and a moan as her orgasm began, thick cum pouring out into the kobold's rear, painting those inner walls and marking them as hers. Layne purred with every spurt of cum that filled the kobold's rear. Soon enough she could feel the flow stop, even as the kobold continued to moan and as she pulled out and away from the kobold, he collapsed upon his knees in a moaning heap, shuddering and panting.

With her little rival defeated so handily, she wasn't sure what to do with him. She should release him from the little spell now, but if she did he may just attack her, but then again she could always order him not to. With a small smile, she reached down to feel over the kobold's chin, his head turning towards her as she spoke, "Hm, so how did that feel, be truthful."

Baldin let out a shuddering breath, "Better...Better than your terrible potions." He may have been subjugated with pleasure, but he was still able to somewhat make sense of his disdain for the potion making feline.

Layne giggled, "Think you can put on your clothes and get yourself home without any help?"

Baldin simply nodded as Layne helped him up to get him back in his clothes, but as he finished dressed he spoke in a shaky voice, "B-but wait, our business..."

Layne gave his head a pat, "Come back when you're feeling better. We'll discuss properly over a little tea and maybe a snack about what to do, with less yelling and less being mean this time hm? Now that you know that my potions are real maybe you won't be so quick to judge."

Baldin felt his anger surface, but he choked it down himself and instead said, "Fine. I do not see the problem in that, but don't think you'll ever get a chance to control me like this again."

Layne purred, "I won't have to. Before I set you free, though, I'd like to know, would you like to do this again without the potion? Answer truthfully."

Baldin shuddered as he turned from her, drawing in his cloak to his body as if he were freezing, "Yes." He muttered quietly before stalking away quickly, flinging open the door and leaving the store.

Layne chuckled, her tail swishing from side to side. It seems that she and her precious rival had come to a perfect resolution. Nothing wrong with a little bit of angry sex here and then, perhaps with a bit of enhancement for the sake of fun, and perhaps he'd give her just a bit more respect.