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There was little more comforting for the sabersune at the moment than to see the interior of the guild hall for The Gracious Gut, and what it represented. The violet saber-toothed fox hurried through the crowds, her many bushy tails swishing about behind her as she jogged. There was not a moment to lose. At the back of the main hall there stood a desk with a bull sitting behind it. He was busy reading the town newsletter, keeping himself up to date on the local current events, as well as what news came in from beyond the smallish town.

Pooj stepped right up to the desk and looked up at the large bull, wasting no time at all in making a demand. Though she tried to be as polite about it as she could. More flies with honey than vinegar and all that.

"Hello, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I'm in a bit of a hurry. Is there anyone ready to leave immediately?" the purple lady bounced on her paws, clearly anxious to get underway as soon as she could.

The bull eyed her carefully, looking over the vixen before him. She was dressed in simple light tan tunic, brown trousers and dark shoes covering her paws. She had a leather coat on that held many pockets, no doubt for a number of little bits and bobs she might need at any given moment. And on her side rest a satchel, small and square-ish. She didn't seem to be too oddly dressed, though women didn't tend to wear such things usually. Even so it wasn't too out of the ordinary to draw much attention. He dismissed the unusual garb and grunted.

"You'll wanna talk to Aurora. She's over at the commissary. You might have to wait for her to finish eating, and that's if you're okay with taking an alternate spot instead of getting swallowed. Otherwise, it'll be a longer wait for obvious reasons." the bovine lifted his chin and pointed with a gesture of it towards the direction she needed to go.

"Hey! Thanks!" Pooj called out as she turned and bounded away.

The distance between the help desk and the commissary was rather a good walk. It was a small sitting area of tables with chairs and benches. There stood a counter where someone could order something to consume while in between jobs. It gave guild members a place where they could relax and eat without being asked if they were free for a ride somewhere. But occasionally, like the sabersune, one would get pointed that way.

Aurora was the only one sitting down, nibbling on a sandwich as she read over the same newsletter as the bull. She had not bothered dressing to cover herself, though she did wear something. It just happened to be completely open in the front, showing her supple, heavy chest. Her dark, chocolate fur was marked with white flecks along her arms, turning into white 'socks' at her hands. The same markings covered her legs. Her eyes wandered up as her ears swiveled towards the approaching fox. The equine lady sighed, which came off as a snort through her wide nostrils.

"Hey! I'm sorry for interrupting your meal. The guy at the help desk told me you might be available for immediate departure. Did he point me in the right direction? You're Aurora, right?" the purple vulpine bobbed on her paws again.

"Yeah, that's me. Can it wait until I'm done eating? Say, twenty minutes?" the mare asked as politely as she could, hiding her subtle annoyance at being interrupted.

"Well, if you mean that long before you leave, sure. But if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to get myself squared away and ready to go right now. I'm kind of in a hurry and I don't wanna cause you any delay when you finish eating." Pooj tugged her satchel off, resting it on the table as she waited for an answer.

She might very well have to take it and run to find someone else if the horse declined. Aurora sighed again and put her newsletter down, turning to face the sabersune properly, but did not get up. The act brought her legs to a wide spread, granting the vixen a perfect view of everything the mare had to offer. And she was in possession of what Pooj would call an alluring figure. It took the purple lady a good deal of willpower to keep from leering and drooling over the ravishing, broadly curved Amazon before her. She had be almost twice as tall as the vixen.

"Look, I think you're cute. And I like that you're trying to be so polite. But I don't like it when people get pushy. If you're in such a big hurry to go, why'd you come here? There are faster ways to get outta town." Aurora looked down at the vixen, then dropped a hand into her lap, idly stroking over the exposed lips between her legs.

She clearly didn't care if someone watched her just casually play with herself. That kind of attitude only stirred Pooj's loins further, making her want to strip down and have fun with the mare. But she couldn't. She had other priorities to deal with, and that would only slow her down; glorious though it might be.

"I'll pay you double." Pooj blurted out, trying to keep her voice low.

That caught Aurora's attention. She raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. She did like the prospect of a quick payday, and the Guild wasn't against the notion of one of their members getting paid extra for good service.

"Alright, let's say I'm interested. Where are you interested in going, exactly?" the mare had a number of questions, many of which she wasn't about to ask outright.

Instead, dancing near them helped reveal telling details that might shed some light on this anxious vulpine's situation. Pooj took the reaction to mean 'yes' and dropped down onto the floor, tugging her boots off, wiggling her toes happily.

"I don't really care, just anywhere that isn't here. I need to get out of town," the sabersune let her boots land in a heap as she cast them aside one by one, then started tugging on her tunic, "Now, I know you're eating, and swallowing someone tends to kill the appetite, so if it's available, I'll take the other option."

"Anywhere? That's a bit suspicious. What's got you in such a bother to get out of town all sudden like? You aren't running from the law, are you?" Aurora eyed the lady, still not providing any sign that she was declining the offer.

Double was worth considering after all, especially if she could make a longer distance trip seem like a reasonable choice. Guild members were paid based on how far they carried someone after all. Pooj stopped undressing as soon as her tunic was off, wrapped her arms around her exposed chest, having worn no undergarment, and looked up at the mare, putting on her best damsel-in-distress expression.

"My husband beats me. I've only just gotten up the nerve to try and get away from him, but if he finds out where I've gone, he'll drag me back and surely kill me!" It was a good act she put on, almost believable.

Aurora laughed and slapped one of her thighs, leaning back and keeping her legs spread wide open, "Damn honey, that's some good acting! And you've got some brass ones for trying to pass it off!" the mare calmed down from her peels of laughter and stared hard at the vixen for a moment, grinning as she weighed her options, "Okay, you know what, I'm game. Let's do this. Get in."

She was still deeply suspicious, but she could deal with that after she had settled the purple one down. Pooj's eyes lit up as soon as she realized she had won her chance to vacate, then began tugging her pants off. It left her chest exposed, a detail that Aurora had not missed. And she liked what she saw. In fact, she rather liked everything the violet lady had to offer. In a strong display of speed, Pooj cast off her entire garb, piling it up to one side, deciding to let the mare tend to it after she was hidden away.

"Alright, I'm ready. Are you?" the sabersune stood with her arms akimbo, completely naked.

She turned a few heads as she stood, not caring who might stare, so long as she got what she was after. Aurora took a brief moment to drink in the lovely little figure before her, letting all manner of lewd thoughts run through her head. But it was time to get down to business, so she pushed them away for the moment.

"I'm always ready. Now c'mon," the mare slapped one of her thighs with a large palm, "Don't keep me waitin'."

The saber-toothed fox did not need to be told twice. She closed the distance between the two of them rapidly, dropping down into a crouched position before the horse's thick vulva. The petals of this flower were broad, suggesting she could have pushed the fox's head in and just sucked her up without needing to touch her again. It was a lovely thought that Pooj would ponder later. For now, she wanted in. The purple lady pushed her hands into the waiting crevice, spreading it wide and shoved her muzzle forward.

Aurora gasped at the suddenness, but welcomed such an eager client. She loosed a deep, pleased noise that rumbled around in her chest as she let the enthusiastic vixen crawl her way in. It didn't take much effort to gain ground. The heated depths yawned open to welcome Pooj. She was quickly soaked in a thick layer of honey, matting down her fur. She ignored it, mainly because she didn't have time to think on it and enjoy it, and pressed on. Within but a few moments, the sabersune's chest was wrapped up in the horse's nethers.

Pooj tucked her legs under her and began standing, shoving firmly to sink in as deeply as she could in as little time as she could muster. It was almost like she was trying for a personal best. How fast could she feed herself to a willing womb? It looked like the answer was only minutes. Aurora shuddered and let her tongue hang from her lips as she smiled, letting a tremor race up her soft, motherly figure. Her stomach had begun to bulge and she rest a hand over the swell, enjoying the sensation of expanding around the shorter lady. With a measured degree of focus, she took a breath, then clenched.

A firm grasp took hold of the vixen, halting her progress for an instant. Then came a strong convulsion from all around her that jerked her deeper. The muscular walls contracted again, gulping the vixen right up to her hips. The mare's abdomen surged outward as she let out a happy nicker. A hot splash of nectar coated much of the purple lady, matting down a good portion of the tremendous amount of fluff in her numerous tails. Those were going to tickle like the devil. One good orgasm had already ripped through Aurora, and she was eager for another, so that tickling was something she looked forward to.

One more good drag from the mare's passage brought Pooj in right up to her ankles. And there she stopped. It frustrated the vixen, making her writhe and fight, trying to push past the iron clad grip of the equine lady. All her motions and cries of dismay only fueled the burning flames between Aurora's legs. She was enjoying this girl. Maybe she might get a chance to once more in the future, and be able to go slower. For now, she got what she could out of her.

"C'mon, big girl! I know you can finish it! Let's go!" Pooj cried out, her voice muffled by layers of muscle, fat, fur, and of course the rubbery walls of the mare's surprisingly inviting womb.

She had expected it to be more confining, but it stretched easily under her efforts. And each time she stretched that fleshy chamber, it made the horse gasp with glee. Both large hands settled over the wriggling bulge, now large enough to make her look well past term with twins. She sat there, letting the vixen struggle, feeling not just those legs kick but the tails pressed against them brush in all sorts of directions. It was maddeningly wonderful.

Another nicker sounded as Aurora was brought to climax again, making a sizable puddle on the stone floor below her. She slurped the rest of the vixen up without any difficulty and sighed, relaxing at last as she stroked her belly. She loved housing someone in there. She loved it far more than swallowing someone or letting someone climb in under her tail. Then again, she was one of the guild members who wasn't shy about being lewd. Her stomach had grown so large it pushed her breasts up, giving them something to rest on top of, and that pleased her. Aurora rather liked that look.

"Mmm, that's a good girl. Wriggle nice for momma. I love it when you little ones make me scream." the horse sighed happily.

"Okay, you've had your fun, and I'm glad you enjoyed me. If you pack up my stuff and get on the road as soon as you're done eating, I'll make sure you stay right on the edge the whole trip." Pooj practically shouted, unsure how loud she had to speak to be heard.

"Mmm, tempting indeed. You know how to push my buttons now. Alright, just take it easy. Your 'husband' can't get you while you're in there." Aurora smirked, bringing back the vixen's 'cover story'.

She leaned down to collect the sabersune's belongings, letting her tummy sag under her. Lord she loved the weight of putting someone in her belly. She was tempted to try and find someone else willing to leave right away and stick them in there with the purple vixen, just so she could swell out even further. But that might be a little too greedy right now. As she picked up the lady's clothing and began tucking it away in one of the few pouches she carried, something caught her eye.

A small leather purse had fallen out of the satchel when Pooj had dropped it on the table. It felt heavy for its size and while it didn't jingle like a sack of coins might, it did feel like there were several, small, hard objects bouncing against one another. That fired the mare's suspicions back up again. It usually wasn't good form to go poking around through a client's belongings, especially once they were tucked in, but this fox had been acting so strangely, she felt it necessary to probe, at least a little. If it turned out she was looking for trouble where there wasn't any, she'd just close everything back up and forget the whole matter. As it happened, that was not the case.

Aurora opened the small pouch to find a collection of precious stones, all highly polished and professionally cut. It was a small fortune's worth, and they looked terribly familiar. The mare glanced back at the newsletter she had been reading, finding a hand-drawn image of a set of jewels that looked very much like the ones in Pooj's little leather sack. Voices caught Aurora's attention. She looked up to see a few men, armed with spears and swords, talking to various members of the guild. They were the town's guard, and they were looking for someone.

The horse's ears flattened against her head and she frowned deeply. She knew something had felt wrong about the vixen, and now she had a much clearer idea as to what. Her gaze lowered to her belly and she gave it a firm slap.

"You're a thief! Aren't you!?" the gravid woman hissed, trying not to draw too much attention to herself.

Pooj squirmed under the scolding and the slap, responding with a firm stretch. Maybe if she kept the horse under enough pleasure, she might let her morals flex a bit. It wasn't a sure thing, but better to try than to not.

"Yes, I'm a thief! Keep it down!" the sabersune replied, similarly trying to keep her voice low.

"You picked the wrong snatch to crawl into. I'm gonna turn you in." Aurora said, sounding a bit more calm, but certainly still incensed.

The purple vixen flexed hard, squirming as best she could to give the mare enough of a bulge that she might be too weak in the knees to stand. It worked, leaving the horse breathless as she cupped both her hands against her stomach. Lord this one was one hell of a fighter, and she was loving every second of it. But then most people put up that kind of a fuss when they were fighting for their lives, and Pooj was certainly playing for keeps.

"Look, if you keep this quiet, pack up my things, pretend you haven't seen me, and just leave town without making a scene, I will make it worth your while," the sabersune fell still, letting Aurora process what she was offering, "You're clearly enjoying everything I'm doing in here. We could go on a long trip, just bounce from town to town. You leave me in here for a solid month. And when you finally let me out, you stick around for a bit, and I'll pay you enough so that you can just sit around and let people crawl through you just for the hell of it."

"Oh damn... god... you keep that up, and it makes for a tempting offer," the horse panted, fighting to clear her head, "But I'm not gonna lose my guild license just because a sexy little thing like you knows how to make me squirm."

Pooj suddenly found that accommodating world she had been slipped into turn rather confining. The mare flexed her abdomen strongly, clamping down on any motion the vixen might try to entice her with further. Her belly shrank by a small margin, compressing about its occupant until subtle details of the girl inside could be seen through the equine's fur. She huffed, pushing a hand between her legs to stroke herself, rather fond of that little trick and how it made her feel so domineering. For a brief moment, she indulged herself, then set her mind to the task at hand.

Aurora stood up, no longer hampered by Pooj's attempts to force her silence through delightful squirms and stretches. She lifted a hand and called out to the guards, drawing their attention immediately. They approached without delay and paused, trying not to stare at the lady's open front. She didn't care if they did.

"You're looking for a thief who stole some priceless gems, if I'm not mistaken?" the mare smirked.

"We are indeed. Do you know where he went? He's a crafty, slippery guy." the captain frowned.

"Oh, I know. I know exactly where -she- went," Aurora grinned and gave her belly a slap, "Tried to get out of town hiding away in here. Here's the collection she nabbed."

The mare reached over and collected the leather pouch off the table, then held it out, dropping it into the captain's open palm. He opened it and peered in, shocked to find the very stones he and his men had been tasked with recovering.

"You caught him!? I mean... her!?" the dog replied in shock and amazement.

"Caught... not really. She practically jumped in me. She wanted to leave as soon as possible, didn't care where to. Even offered to pay me double. And when I found out who she was and what she had taken, she tried to bribe me with even more money. Not to mention all the orgasms I could stand for a month." the horse cackled, rubbing her belly firmly to mash the vixen's face into the flesh of her womb.

"Well, you've done your town a great service, Miss. You're a credit to the guild," the dog handed the pouch of gems to one of his subordinates and turned slightly more serious, "Are you going to let her out now, so we can take her into custody?"

"Nope," Aurora smirked, plopping back down into her chair before picking up her sandwich to take another bite, "I'm going to exercise my 'Guild Member's Prerogative' if you don't mind."

"No?" the captain looked puzzled for a moment, then it dawned on him and he nodded slowly, "Oh, yes. Right. Well, thank you again. Perhaps if we are in need of someone with your talents in the future, we might hire you to help catch other law breakers."

"Would love to, honey. Come see me if you need to travel somewhere. I'll give you a discount." the horse winked seductively at him.

The captain cleared his throat and sputtered, his helmet doing a fair job of hiding his blush. He turned and led his men away from the lady and out of the hall. Soon, Aurora was all by herself again, save for the thieving vixen imprisoned in her belly. She finally relaxed the dome once more and sighed in relief. Immediately, Pooj set to squirming, kicking, and punching as hard as she could. It wasn't meant to cause pleasure this time, but to be as big a pain as she could be.

"You dumb do-gooder! Do you know how hard it was for me to pinch those priceless little things!?" the sabersune screamed angrily.

"Nope, and I don't care. Now settle down in there. I'm trying to eat." Aurora rumbled, shivering as all the activity in her belly failed to cause the discomfort Pooj sought to inflict.

"You can't keep me in here forever you know. You're gonna need to let me out if you're gonna take on other clients. So you might as well just push me out now." the sabersune began to ease down, realizing she was only doing more 'good' than 'harm'.

"Oh you're staying put until I'm done with you. After that... well..." the horse's voice trailed off and she continued to eat.

Out of pure frustration, needing something to take it out on, Pooj began to fight anew, screaming angrily and thrashing about with all her strength. She even turned about and began trying to push her way out of the mare's cervix. It flexed, not wanting to yield, but eventually opened up. The progress gave the sabersune hope and she tried to straighten her legs and push out of the horse that had foiled her plans.

Aurora meanwhile just leaned back in her chair, spread her legs, and began fondling one of her breasts. The other roamed over her swollen, pregnant tummy. She loved it when they tried to get out on their own. Her tunnel rippled away strongly, but not strong enough to stop the thief she had caught. Pooj's fingers blossomed out from between the thick lips of the mare's folds, then her head emerged after a good struggle. With a firm push, the fox managed to shove both arms out completely and began trying to anchor herself against something to crawl the rest of the way out.

But, she was completely drenched from head to toe, slick and shiny. She couldn't keep her hands in place for any meaningful effort. And as soon as she lost her 'footing' outside, Aurora just demonstrated her physical prowess. A firm clench took hold of the escaping fox, and with a loud, long, lewd slurp that caught the attention of several other members and clients, the horse dragged the vixen back out of sight. The russet woman shivered strongly and cried out in a loud nicker that reached the front doors of the guild hall. A strong gush of honey soaked her thighs, adding to the puddle on the floor, and she flopped back into her chair, left dizzy from the strength of her third climax.

"Oh baby... if you can keep doing that, I'll keep you forever." Aurora moaned, still squeezing at one of her breasts.

"You said you were gonna turn me in." Pooj complained loudly.

"Yeah, I did," the horse grinned and looked down at her heavy belly, "I just didn't say what I was gonna turn you in -to-."

Pooj froze, contemplating what that meant. She knew where she was. She knew there were some who did certain things with those they kept in such a place. Was she now in danger of that? The world contracted around her, restricting her movement again just as she had been while Aurora spoke to the guards. A happy moan came from above her as a gentle tingle began to set in along the absolute ends of her extremities. Yes, she was indeed in danger of that sticky fate.

The sabersune began to squirm anew, fighting against the powerful walls holding her in place. All that did was make the horse moan louder. Maybe if she showed Aurora a good enough time, she might not go through with it. Even if she was kept in the equine's womb for however long could be managed, it would be better than what was about to happen, right? It was a thought Pooj latched onto and held fast.

Aurora hoped she would think exactly that. The large, dark brown horse ran one of her palms over the struggling dome of her gut, huffing happily. Her other hand moved down to tend to the already well-soaked lips down below, the very ones that had dragged her prisoner back in after a valiant attempt to escape. Part of her wanted the vixen to try that again, but she couldn't guarantee that she would be able to keep a firm enough grip on the sneaky little thief. So, this was the alternative she decided upon. And it wasn't a bad one in the slightest.

The tingle Pooj had begun to feel was passing up over her paws, quickly spreading to her ankles and above, across her wrists and up along her forearms. It made her fight all the harder, even as she felt a powerful, unquenchable heat building between her thighs. Her voice shifted from anger and pleas to moans of lust. She panted in the dark, hot, slick chamber that was going to be her end. The sabersune shoved a paw between her legs and began stroking herself in a last ditch effort to pleasure herself.

It wasn't so much that she was turned on by the thought of what was happening--there was a certain allure to being handled like this--but the very act of it happening was stimulating her, setting her skin to burning with the fire of desire. Now her movements came not as a means to try and get away, or buy herself time, but just to satisfy the urge now driving her to cry out. And the noises did not remain confined to the horse's belly.

Aurora had drawn a bit of an audience, watching as she pleasured herself there in public. Her belly writhed and bulged with the frantically masturbating woman inside, and she was relishing it deeply. There wasn't much the mare enjoyed to this extent, and she didn't get to indulge in it terribly often. This was a rare treat for her, and why she enjoyed exercising that exact prerogative. Her belly contracted again, having relaxed only slightly, squeezing in on the vixen she housed, almost as if massaging the lady to tenderize her.

"Mmm, that's a good girl, you just go ahead and enjoy the trip." the horse sighed as she slouched in her seat, ingloriously fondling herself for all to see.

Pooj couldn't speak at this point. That ability had been relegated to making too many incoherent noises. She plunged her fingers into herself again and again, soaking her paw--if it had not been already at least--as she drove headlong towards climax. And yet, she couldn't quite get there.

The tingle swept over her entire figure oh so gradually, seeming to intensify wherever there were large clusters of nerves, like between her legs or across her chest. It was far too much to contend with and still maintain a rational thought in her head. She wanted, no; she -needed- this to happen. Pooj began to claw weakly at the rubbery sac housing her with her free paw, almost as if she were begging for the horse to do it, to just go through with it. And Aurora was happy to oblige.

The mare tilted her head back and let out a long, low groan as her belly tensed again. This time, it compressed more tightly around its occupant. It had not been able to before. It was as though there was less substance there to squeeze. And in truth, that was the reality of what was happening to Pooj. Her legs had softened and began to feel 'runny', pooling at the bottom of the undulating chamber. Her paw, still shoved down to her groin, began to lose its solid nature as well, adding to the puddle of herself that was developing.

More and more of the sabersune began to drip and ooze as the walls around her squeezed in on her. She moaned louder feeling her entire lower half dissolve into a purple pool of fox goo. She flailed about terribly, aching to find release once more before she was gone. Her abdomen followed shortly after, making the room a little more spacious. Then the walls squeezed in again and she was mashed into the horse's flesh once more. Her world was shrinking.

Outside, Aurora was lost in a the euphoria of what she was doing. Her petals dribbled freely, like a slowly running faucet, coating the palm and fingers cupping and stroking at her quivering lips. Her belly was shrinking, slowly and steadily as more of the thief inside her dissolved into the fragrant, transparent honey leaking out of her. The mare lifted the palm feeling over her stomach as it flattened out to grip at one of her breasts, giving it a strong squeeze. While her middle was shrinking, something else was growing. The mass of her prisoner was dissolving away, but not all of it was going to go to waste. The equine lady would make sure of that.

As Aurora curled her fingers around one of the weighty swells of her chest, that plump orb suddenly jumped softly in size, adding enough mass to change the size of bra she wore. And then it jumped again, the dark nipple suddenly giving a hearty squirt of creamy white milk. The horse cried out happily, feeling her chair grow a little tighter around her hips as she felt a similar jump there. She was growing broader all over, thanks to this foolish thief.

Inside, Pooj was nearly gone. Her chest and head were essentially all that was left. She reached up with what remained of her arms, little more than an attempt to will a portion of the puddle she was dissolving into to slosh itself upward. She moaned and gurgled, feeling the world around her fade as she sank below the surface of her own liquid self. The puddle she was flowed into her mouth and down her throat. Her interior dissolved away, consuming her from the inside out until soon, she was nothing more than a womb full of violet ooze.

Aurora nickered one last time and a massive gush of clear fluid poured from between her legs. Not even the purple hue remained as she finished turning her prisoner into her slightly sweet leavings. Her belly flattened out completely as she emptied herself of the gooey fox, then lifted her palm to her lips, licking the taste off her fingers. The other hand began feeling over the added size she had gained from the process. She snickered tiredly and smiled, just lounging there for a moment.

"Oh that is way more satisfying than it has any right to be." the mare sighed, letting her tongue hang from between her open lips.

A few of the audience members applauded her impressive display of dominance. A few others were too busy tending to their own arousal. Some just turned and went back to whatever they had been doing. Another member of the guild approached, finally thinking the show--and the mess it had made--was over, and began mopping it all up.

"Next time, maybe don't do it in the commissary? We've got showers that can handle this kind of thing." the chubby bear grunted.

"Yeah, but there's something to be said for doing it in public, reminding folks that if you break the law and try to use us to get away, that's pretty much all you'll be." Aurora cooed, still riding high on the bliss of climax.

After a moment or two, she had regained enough strength to get back to work on her sandwich. She picked it up and took a bite before looking down at the newsletter, resuming reading it. The bear continued to mop up the mess that had once been Pooj, trying his best not to step in it. He didn't want to leave tracks of her as he walked that he would just have to clean up as well.

The world seemed to just carry on in spite of the fact that the sabersune had apparently simply ceased to be, thanks to the mare's rather aggressive womb. Sure she could have just kept the fox there for a few months, let her stay confined to learn her lesson, but then that would mean one less hole to stick people who wanted to travel. Aurora gave her trim, though now comfortably soft belly a gentle pat.

"Have fun in jail, cutie. You better hope I don't run across you again. You were fun. I might just stick you back in there for another round," she mused, then looked over at the pile of clothing and the satchel that had been left behind, "Oh hey, I still get paid!"

The mare began rummaging around through Pooj's belongings, clearly not caring about the right of possession, given they belonged to a thief. The clothing would never fit her, but maybe she might find something of value to sell or keep for herself. Unless of course the vixen somehow managed to get released from jail and came looking for her belongings. Aurora always gave law-breakers a week to get back to her for their possessions. Pooj might take longer.

Elsewhere, a few hours later, a groan sounded from inside a stone-lined room. The walls were cold and the wooden bench hanging on the wall by a couple of thick chains was uncomfortable. The figure occupying it turned over, completely naked and unhappy with the chill of the air. She had just been somewhere much warmer, and she found herself missing it.

"Looks like the thief in cell three is awake." came an unfamiliar voice.

"Keep it down," Pooj moaned, "My head is killing me."

The sabersune turned herself over, showing her back to the iron bars that stood between her and freedom. She quickly realized where she was, very displeased with the turn of events.

"Wakey, wakey, dear." crooned a voice that Pooj thought she recognized.

It was slightly different from what she recalled, if it was who she thought it might be. Her eyes flew open and she rolled over again to verify. What she spotted waiting just outside the cell was a blue drake clad in a red vest and kahki shorts. A pair of glasses were perched on the end of a smiling muzzle. One hand was resting comfortably on a hip. The other was lifted to about shoulder height, twirling a key on a large loop. A pair of green eyes gazed down at her, piercing her with an oddly warming effect.

"Smokey! What are you doing here!?" Pooj shot up into a seated position, not caring who saw her naked, but then paused as she drank in what was different about the dragon from her memory, "And... where the hell did you get those?"

The sabersune lifted a hand, pointing strongly at the blue creature's chest. It had been flat before, but now it was well curved, pushing the vest out quite far. In fact, it looked like the garment was close to its limit in what it could hold in. Smokey chuckled and looked down at her chest, as well as the rest of her much more shapely form.

"I bought'em," she smirked, then looked back to the violet fox as she lifted a jewel being clasped by a silver dragon on a chain hanging around her neck, "See the necklace here? It's got an enchantment on it. I think they call it a spell of sex change, but it lets you pick whatever you wanna be. I thought I'd give being more girly a try. So far, I'm enjoying it. What do you think?"

"It's... a really good look for you!" Pooj just stared in wonder, feeling the heat from her last few moments inside the horse return, or rather her awareness of it had returned.

She had stayed aroused and now that she was fully awake again, she could feel it. And seeing her azure companion now enjoying a very shapely, almost motherly figure was enough to make her rub her thighs together. Smokey had picked up on that little reaction and grinned.

"I'm glad you like it so much. I'm here to bail you out." the blue lady purred quietly.

"Great!" Pooj clapped her paws together and leapt off the bench, approaching the bars, "So, go on then, get me outta here."

"Just, one little caveat," Smokey lifted the finger twirling the key to stop the purple lady, "You still have to serve out your sentence. You stole some pretty valuable things, and even though they got them back very shortly after, you've still got a debt to pay. So you have a choice."

The sabersune frowned, her ears falling flat on her head, staring at the dragoness in displeasure, still trying to fight the urge to press a couple of fingers between her thighs. The 'caveat' seemed incongruous with what the blue drake said she was here to do.

"I thought you were gonna get me outta here. What gives?" she huffed, desperate to ignore the burning between her legs.

Smokey didn't answer right away. Instead, she unlocked the door to the cell, stepped in, and closed it behind her, leaving the key in the lock. She wrapped her arms around the vixen, pulling her close so that Pooj could enjoy her new, soft shape first hand. It was a rather lovely experience for the drake as well. She cupped Pooj's muzzle in her breasts, keeping it trapped there as the purple lady looked up at her.

"Well, the sheriff has given you a choice. Either you can serve out your sentence in the pokey," she grinned broadly as her tail coiled its way around the vixen's waist, squeezing the two of them together, "Or you can serve it in the Smokey."

A mix of emotions raced through the sabersune. She rolled her eyes and groaned at the corny joke, but her legs became rather unsteady, just imagining how that might work. And she was indeed deeply enticed by the idea of being back inside the dragon, like so many times before.

"So that's what you meant by bailed out. Out of jail and into you. It's just cheesy enough of an offer I kind of want to kiss you." Pooj smirked.

"What's stopping you?" the blue drake smiled.

"The fact that I can't stand up properly. Whatever that lady did to turn me into soup, god... I'm still shaking." the vixen let out another moan, slipping a paw between her legs.

"Well don't wear yourself out yet. If you don't want to stay in jail, I've gotta tuck you away. And I think I'd like to sink you in the way Aurora did." Smokey leaned down, gently bumping her nose against the purple one's.

"Oh you know her?" Pooj asked.

"She's an acquaintance. And when I went looking for you, my search led me to a puddle on the floor between her hooves. You really did a number on her. She's actually looking forward to when you get out of jail. She wants to shove you back in as soon as possible, see how much bigger she can get off you," the blue dragon laughed, "But not before I get the chance to enjoy that myself."

A soft gasp came from the vixen as she let that thought roll through her. If she had not been aroused by that point, she would have been now. She squirmed in the lovely, feminine dragon's arms, leaning up as best she could to press her lips against those that were just nearly in reach. It was a successful effort, but it lasted for all too brief a moment.

"You wanna sink me into your womb, now that you've got one, and turn me into a big, sticky puddle like she did?" Pooj asked, shuddering powerfully as she imagined that very scenario.

"Well, maybe not turn you into a puddle. I'd like to keep you around for at least a little while. I do enjoy letting you sleep in my stomach. This way, I don't have to go nearly as long between meals while I enjoy you." it was Smokey's turn to shudder at the prospect of an enjoyable thought made real.

"Whatever you wanna do with me, so long as I'm close." the sabersune closed her eyes, drinking in not just the warmth of the dragon's presence or the soft curves she was sinking in against, but the scent of the creature as well.

She found she had so deeply missed the impression this blue beast made on all her senses. And the dragoness was enjoying getting a similar 'fix' from the vixen. She walked the pair of them back to the bench Pooj had woken up on and gently sat her back down. She knelt in front of the naked lady and cocked her head to one side, pressing in to offer the thief another kiss, one that would last longer and give them reason to feel dizzy when they surfaced.

It had the desired effect. There was even a thin string of drool that connected them when the pulled away.

"As you wish. Now try and stay sitting up for me." Smokey rumbled low in her throat before standing up.

She lifted up her skirt, which puzzled Pooj. Just moments before she could have been certain that the dragon had been wearing shorts. Maybe she had just not been paying close enough attention. The idea of her dragon wearing a skirt brought a goofy grin to her muzzle, then her mouth watered. Smokey wasn't wearing anything under that skirt, letting her view everything found down there. And the dragon was still equipped with a very familiar feature she had hoped to see again.

Pooj leaned forward, opened her mouth, and sank the drake's throbbing length into her jaws. She didn't even hesitate in sinking it down her throat as far as she could manage. Smokey shuddered, torn between letting her have her fun and just putting her where she was supposed to go. In the end, she couldn't pass up the opportunity. The blue dragoness gripped the back of the sabersune's head, now concealed under her skirt, and began thrusting slowly. A hiss and a sigh escaped the drake as she welcomed the licks and suckles of so skilled a partner, giving herself in quickly.

Within only a short while, Smokey arched her back and pushed the fox's muzzle onto her shaft all the way to the hilt and groaned. A hearty splash of seed coursed through the bucking length right down Pooj's throat, which she swallowed quite readily. It had been something both had been looking forward to for a while, so it wasn't surprising that it took so little time to accomplish. The dragon had been so eager and waiting so long, there had been enough given to provide the vixen with a visible curve to her stomach. She pulled off the dragon's shaft slowly, careful not to let her head come out from under the skirt, and nuzzled at the smooth groin before her. She even offered it a tender little lick as she pressed a cheek against one of the dragon's thighs.

"Mmm, that was fast. Filling, but fast. Do I need to give you another good suck?" the many-tailed fox giggled.

"No, I think I'll be fine. But we need to get you put away. Now try and sit still for me." Smokey huffed, still just a little dizzy from the speed of the climax.

This time, Pooj did as she was told. A hand moved to lift the dragoness' sac out of the way. Had it grown some since last she had seen it? She could have sworn it had. The notion was pushed out of her head as soon as she laid eyes on the petals that lay just behind those plump, fist-sized orbs. The fox leaned up and pressed her nose against them, inhaling her lover's feminine scent. It tickled her sinuses and she sighed, lazily dragging her tongue across the supple lips that would be devouring her. It was the second time that day she would let herself be consumed by a lady's canal. And she welcomed it with glee.

The dragoness' breath caught in her throat the minute she felt the lick along her flower, aching for more. But that would have to come later. She had a job to do. The lady pressed a hand against the back of Pooj's head, urging her to lean in more, and soon, her muzzle was slipping into the warm, well-lubricated tunnel beyond. The sabersune basked in that heat, letting herself get coated in another lady's feminine honey all over again. It trickled down her face, matting down her fur just as happened earlier that morning. Only this time, it wasn't a random stranger, even though Aurora had been a very lovely predator. Now, it was her dragon. And she wanted to be inside more than ever.

The whole of the vixen's head sank into the welcoming passage, making the dragoness gasp. Her tummy surged outward under her vest, distracting her. Oh this was going to be glorious. She pressed on, shuddering as she felt Pooj's shoulders spread her so incredibly wide. More nectar poured down the purple lady, soaking her heavily. The scent of it all grew heavy in the air, even as the dragon began making a small pool on the floor. She felt the fox's chest glide into her, which triggered another mighty shudder. Her hands moved quickly to her expanding stomach, no longer needing them to help pull her in.

With a firm clench, Smokey tugged on the fox, gasping loudly as she sank her lover's abdomen into her folds. Her vest began to strain, the buttons pulling at their holes, threatening to burst off. She couldn't have that. Smoke fumbled away quickly with the struggling toggles until one by one, they popped free, but didn't break off. Her tummy spilled out each time it was permitted greater freedom. Then her vest was simply open, exposing not just her swelling middle, but her pert, expansive chest as well. She huffed and began tracing her fingers across the growing dome, smiling down at it.

She clenched again and felt the vixen wriggle inside her. Pooj's hips passed into her and she cried out happily. Her shaft bucked and she pulled her skirt up, letting another milky gush of sticky ooze escape her. Only this time, instead of heaving a vixen belly to catch it, it just splattered on the stone wall. The male half reaching orgasm set off the female half and a powerful series of contractions pulled Pooj little by little up into the dragon's womb, leaving only her toes wiggling outside and the last little tufts of her many tails. A sizable splash of moisture gushed around those paws and dripped onto the floor below. Smokey shrieked as she was claimed by a mighty dual orgasm, somehow managing to stay standing.

The vixen was slurped the rest of the way up and the drake's cervix closed behind her. She was sealed in, not to be removed until the dragon said so. She stirred and squirmed, eager to help push her lover to another scream, but she was tired. Perhaps she'd make it happen later. For now, she wanted nothing more than to let the pounding heartbeat of the blue lady lull her to sleep. And in short order, she was lost to the realm of dreams.

Smokey panted and held her enormous stomach, pulling her skirt back down over her shaft. It was going to take a while to soften and let the garment lower back down properly, but at least it was covered. A tired, deeply satisfied smile spread across her muzzle as she hugged her fox-filled tummy. This felt even better than swallowing her. Aurora was onto something.

When she felt she was sturdy enough to walk, the blue lady stepped out of the cell and approached the sheriff's desk, expecting there to be a little paperwork involved in the 'prisoner transfer'.

"Nice show you put on there, ma'am. But if you'll just sign this, we'll turn her over to your custody." the sheriff said.

"Yes... of course." Smokey panted, reaching over to sign a piece of parchment.

As soon as she did, a spark of magic came off the form and a tingle ran across her belly, as well as her chest. The dragon's breasts swelled softly as her body locked down around the vixen, ensuring no escape would be possible. A soft trickle of milk leaked from her, making her blush as she tried to clean herself up. An image of Pooj's face appeared on her exposed stomach. Above it was the word 'THIEF' written in lovely script. And below it was a number next to the word 'DAYS'. Smokey shuddered, unable to see the addition of the 'branding'.

"By signing this, you're agreeing to maintain custody of the guilty party for the rest of her sentence. The branding must remain displayed prominently and visible, so no covering your stomach. Term is one hundred eighty days." the sheriff said casually.

"A hundred and eighty days!?" Smokey gasped, then looked at her belly, "What did you steal!?"

It didn't much matter to the blue lady. She would have been happy to agree to it if it had been one day or ten years. And the little picture of the lady's face on her belly meant everyone would know she was there. That tickled the blue dragoness. She left the town jail, her hips swaying with every step, a jolt of electricity running up her spine each time a paw landed on the ground and the weight of her lover bounced on her hips. On her hip hung a pouch with the vixen's face carved into a metal coin stitched into its fabric. Smokey had been given a pouch from the guild, and it carried Pooj's belongings.

The stories she relayed to Aurora about her dealings with the vixen had been many and enticing for the mare. She kept pressing for more details in spite of Smokey's insistence that she go 'pick up' her frequent traveling companion. With how often she mentioned devouring the vixen and keeping her for long stretches of travel, she had even been made an honorary member given the badge she wore on her vest. The vest that was no longer able to cover her heavy, leaking bust.

Maybe she would go visit Aurora again now that she had 'rescued' Pooj. The horse was insatiable after all, and Smokey needed some help with the new heat she was struggling to ignore. Whatever curious magic had been used to lock Pooj into her belly had the side effect of leaving her aching and burning for release. And she was sure that the mare would be able to help.

It was going to be a delightful six months, maybe longer if she could get away with it.