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"Just a few more minutes of your time, please!" Alex insisted.

The green vested fox stood in the office of the owner of the resort he had come looking to sell his wares in. He had heard a fair bit about the place, thinking it might be right up his ally. And what he had seen so far, he felt he had a good shot at making some kind of sale. The blue dragon sitting behind his desk did so quietly, politely listening to the vulpine while he made his pitch. There had been a few items listed and demonstrated already that didn't quite fit with the Inn's reputation, at least in the drake's mind. Still, he wasn't about to kick the salesman out right away.

"I do hope you don't think I'm trying to be rude. I'm just very busy." Smokey said, not terribly enthused about the paperwork waiting for him, but it had to be done.

"I understand, Mr. Aquatos, I completely understand. Just, please, let me show you a few more things. Surely something of mine must entertain you somehow. Here, look at this!" Alex reached into his wooden case, enchanted to hold more than it looked like it should, "This is a lovely little trinket I've been working on for a while. I like to call it 'The Ice Breaker'!"

The fox pulled from his box a thin wooden rod, looking a great deal like an ordinary casting wand. But it was too small, only about as long as from the heel of a palm to the tip of the longest finger. It was also terribly thin, not unlike a chopstick. It wasn't uncommon for smaller casting rods to be crafted for only select spells. They usually required a great deal less magic to manufacture, and usually only had a limited number of times the spell could be cast before needing a 'recharge'.

"And what does this 'Ice Breaker' do exactly?" Smokey sighed, letting the fox go about his work.

"If someone would be willing to volunteer as part of the demonstration," Alex looked around the room, glancing from Smokey, to Sirius, to the cobra sorceress who had been requested to be present, Liz, "I need a 'target' to cast on. I promise, it is completely harmless."

Liz raised a hand, standing and moving to an empty space a good distance from the others and any furniture. If anything went wrong, she was sure she would be able to handle it.

"Why not? I'll step up." the snake said.

"Thank you, Miss. Now just hold still for me. This will be over-" the fox waved his hand holding the small wand with a flourish, "In a flash!"

A bolt of white light shot from the wand, striking the unconcerned serpent. She shuddered for a brief moment, finding what scant clothing she had been wearing suddenly gone. She gasped in surprised, finding she had been disrobed, jerking her head back and forth until she spotted a small pile of clothing a short distance to her left. It looked like it had fallen into a heap from some short height just seconds before she spotted it.

"Thank you for being such a good sport!" Alex smiled, "This little trinket makes your target's clothing jump one meter to the left. Of course, that's based on scale. The distance is larger if your target is taller, or wider. It's rather marvelous at getting conversations going, especially between two people who might not be engaging especially well."

Liz collected her clothing and tossed them onto the sofa where she had been sitting, then plopped back down into her seat, not bothering to redress. The initial shock had been worthy of note, but she had gotten over it quickly and settled down.

"It's a neat trick, but nudity isn't terribly shocking around here. I'm sure you've seen enough people walking around naked," the serpent paused, then attempted to correct the tone, "It probably makes for a great prank for first timers, but the guests who come here on a regular basis will really only see it as a minor inconvenience, having to pick up their clothing."

"Or a minor convenience to not have to bother with going through the process of taking them off." Sirius snickered, reaching out to wrap an arm around the snake's shoulders.

The wolf and cobra snuggled in against one another, clearly comfortable with one another, nude or not. Clearly the wand had provided the desired effect. Though the two in question needed very little reason to share an intimate moment.

"Yes, I see your point," Alex continued on, "But what about these?"

He reached into his case again and retrieved a wooden box with a hinged lid. He opened it to reveal a selection of vials, all with liquids of different colors and labels.

"I'm sorry, it's a little too far away for me to read the writing. Can you please explain?" Smokey adjusted his glasses, leaning forward to try and peer over his desk at the offering.

"These are potions of my own making. They trigger a change in whoever drinks them. They're exceptionally concentrated so it only takes a drop or two added to someone's drink and--depending on your preference--you can make someone change sex, make them grow tall or short, make them suddenly grow into a bodybuilder, make select portions of their anatomy swell, they could end up suddenly pregnant, or even change what species they are. It's great for parties or just to slip into a friend's drink to surprise them!" Alex moved a finger from vial to vial as he explained what they did, sweeping across a short selection that offered multiple options as he reached the group that turned someone into a different creature.

"It's not really our policy to engage in such things without the consent of our guests. There have been a few incidents where someone decided that might be amusing, and while it did turn out fine in the end, I'd prefer to avoid any legal action that could come about." Smokey lifted a hand to make the fox cease pitching his potions.

"Of course, of course, I understand. But among certain individuals, it could be quite a lot of fun. In fact, I've got one little trinket here that's sort of my pride and joy. I've spent a lot of work on this. I call it the 'Matchmaker'." the salesman returned his box of potions to his case and reached for another item, retrieving a small eyepiece, "Simply look through this at someone, and it will render them attractive to the opposite sex, or the same sex, or both, depending on how you've set it. You can even arrange for the effect to be delayed and adjust the strength."

Alex lifted what looked like a jewelry loupe, the single-eye magnifier used by jewelers to examine precious stones or the clockwork inside watches. Only it was a bit larger and it had a selection of dials along the length of it. He lifted it to his eye and pointed it at the innkeeper sitting at his desk, adjusting the dials a bit before squeezing something that produced a clicking sound. The blue dragon sighed and stood up and walked around the dark wooden bureau to approach the salesman.

"Thank you, Alex. I think we've seen enough." Smokey said.

The fox frowned, noticing that no one else appeared to be feeling different towards the dragon, so he tried it again, clicking the eyepiece as he peered at the drake.

"No! Please! I've got so much more to show you!" he clicked the eyepiece a third time, then growled a little, "Why isn't this working!? I made sure it had enough magic for three dozen uses!"

"Alex," Smokey lifted his hands to rest them on the fox's shoulders, "You're clearly a very talented maker of magical items, and I appreciate that you wanted to demonstrate them for us. But I'm afraid I just don't have any more time today. I'll pass on word of what you showed me to a few others I know to see if they might be interested in any of this, but for now, I really do need to get back to work."

The vulpine sighed and lowered the loupe, returning it to his case as his tail and ears drooped in defeat. He should have gone over his presentation last night so he would have been able to ensure there wouldn't be any hiccups.

"Thank you for your time, Mr. Aquatos. I'm sorry if I've kept you from your work. I'll just... I'll be on my way." Alex closed his wooden case back up, snapping the locks back into place so it wouldn't come flying open unexpectedly.

"It's quite alright. And while I can't seem to think of any reason why we might need these products of yours, you are more than welcome to come back when you have something new to share. As I've said, you're clearly very talented. If you come up with something that you think fits the theme and reputation of the Inn, I'd gladly welcome you back to demonstrate it." Smokey smiled, trying his best to not crush the fox's spirits too terribly hard.

His wares had been centered more around pranks and tricks than the dragon might have liked to see deployed around the resort, but there was no reason why he should think all of his work to be of that sort. Alex had taken that as a more encouraging response than a total outright rejection. He had been through plenty of those in the past.

"Thank you, Mr. Aquatos, that's very kind of you. I'll be sure to be in touch if I conjure anything you might find useful. Is there a schedule for the departing shuttles? I'll not keep you occupied any longer." the fox straightened his green vest a bit as he tried to suppress his disappointment.

"You don't need to leave straight away. I've had the front desk arrange a room for you, free of charge, as a thank you for wanting to help us innovate and expand our horizons. And who knows? Maybe a night's stay will help you think of something that might work better here at the Inn." Smokey smiled, turning to walk the fox to the door.

"A free night? Really!?" Alex's eyes grew wide, "Thank you! That's terribly generous of you!"

"It's no trouble. You go enjoy yourself. And thank you for coming by." the blue dragon shook the fox's hand and sent him on his way.

Smokey closed the door to his office and sighed, turning to lean against the wall as he looked back at the wolf and snake. They were watching him closely, almost as if they had something they wished to say.

It made the dragon a little uneasy.

"What? I was perfectly polite to him. I just... don't like the idea of tricksters doing things against the will of others." he fired off before his companions could speak up.

"I didn't say anything," Sirius lifted a paw defensively, "I just didn't think it was worth dismissing him so quickly."

Liz nodded and pressed her side against the wolf's a little more firmly. She didn't get to spend an especially grand amount of time with him, so any excuse to be naked and in his arms was welcomed.

"I liked his spirit. I think he could be a good magical inventor to do business with. Just... you know... once he branches out from parlor tricks and gag gifts." the snake said.

"Yeah, that kinda rubbed me the wrong way. The 'miracle potion' salesman vibe was fairly strong with him, but I feel like he actually, genuinely believed in what he was selling, not just trying to make a fast buck on a sucker or two." Smokey replied.

Outside, Alex stood looking at the door to the owner's office, tugging loosely on his vest, feeling better about this particular rejection than most every other one he had received. Sure, he had not managed to make a sale, but he had gotten himself a free night at The Treetop Inn, a resort known far and wide for its unusual practices and it's incredible luxury. It had been rather thoughtful of the dragon to offer it, and he was going to make use of it immediately.

The magical salesman took his wooden case and walked down the hall, eventually returning to the main foyer where he approached the front desk. A short rabbit stood behind the counter, helping guests as they checked in, checked out, or just had questions. He had been expected, and in short order, he was on his way to his room, key in hand. Alex had been told he would be staying in the 'Temple Annex' a good distance away from the main drag of the Inn. Initially, that didn't sound all that alluring, but when he arrived at the 'Temple', he found he had deeply misjudged the place.

The portal that guided him there, situated on the floor above the foyer with a host of other portals, deposited him in a grand entryway made of stone. Glyphs and sculpture carved in bas-relief covered every inch of the walls, and even the ceiling, detailing some sort of epic tale Alex had quite literally walked into the middle of. He turned and moved deeper into the temple to find a vast open space--an atrium--that looked like it could have filled a small mountain or a large pyramid. There were numerous floors, with balconies running the entire perimeter of each level, each one extending out further than the one beneath it. At the top was a glass dome letting light pour in and filter through a series of intricate reflectors, illuminating the whole space.

Alex was astonished, almost tipping over onto his back as he peered upward. For a moment, he had forgotten he was there to stay the night, then recalled quickly he was likely in the way of others. The fox made his way up to his room and dropped off his case, but not before retrieving the loupe. He slipped it into the pocket of his vest and left his room behind to go explore this impressive temple. He had taken Smokey at his word, wanting to soak up as much of the resort as he could manage. Maybe some people watching would inspire him to conjure something entirely new, just for the dragon.

An hour or so passed as he wandered, examining and exploring, even taking the time to look over the relief he had walked into the middle of when he arrived in the temple. The story was an interesting one, making him think he might get some mileage out of it through his work. Stories about demons and battles of good and evil always made for fun backstory in his artifacts. But ultimately, he grew a little frustrated as his mind came back to the loupe in his pocket. The fox sat himself down on the lip of the large fountain in the center of the ground floor. It shined and shimmered with the light of the sun reflecting down into it through the intricate natural illumination system.

As soon as he sat down, the fox pulled a sleek, dark rectangular slate from his pocket and began swiping across it, flipping through ideas he had typed in as soon as they had occurred to him. Some he would likely never attempt. Some he wanted very badly to try. And some he just wasn't sure how to accomplish. He began jotting down notes for a new idea he'd conjured, but kept getting distracted with his disappointed failure with the loupe.

When he couldn't concentrate enough on his brainstorming to make progress, Alex put his phone back away, slipping it into the inside pocket of his vest. He hunched over as he sat on the edge of the fountain and sighed. It was really bothering him, this failure. He had poured a lot of himself into the loupe. He curled his tail around himself in a gesture meant to provide comfort, even running his fingers through the fur. He was a bit odd when it came to foxes. Normally, their tails were red with a white tip. He was the opposite. His was mostly white with an orange tip, and that white spread up just a short distance across his lower back and down the back of his thighs a similarly short way. It gave him a distinctive appearance.

"Hello!" called out a young lady, a mouse, who had drawn close without the vulpine noticing.

"Oh, hello. Can I help you?" Alex asked as he looked up, a little startled by the sudden company.

And she wasn't alone. The brown mouse girl had a friend with her, a grey tabby. They stood very close to one another, both grinning and staring at the fox.

"We just... well... we couldn't help but notice your tail's different," the feline said, "I'm Tomi. This is my girlfriend Jeri."

"Oh, yes. It is indeed a bit different. I like to think it makes me special," the vulpine smiled and extended a paw, trying to be polite to the two ladies, "Alex, a pleasure to meet you both."

The girls took his paw, one after the other, then giggled, stepping a little closer. They couldn't have been too much older than he might have expected first year college students to be. And while they weren't the overly endowed ladies he had come to expect in the Inn, they were certainly very lovely to look at. The idea that they were so interested in his tail gave him reason to be suspicious. No one really commented on it that much.

"Can we... I dunno... sit with you?" Jeri asked, "You seem like a nice guy."

Alex decided to play up his mischief-loving side a bit. He lifted his paws into a 'frightening' pose, wiggling his fingers as he spoke.

"I may -look- nice, but I'm actually a demon! You'd better watch out! I just might eat you up!" he said in his 'best ' spooky voice.

The two girls just laughed and took their seats on the edge of the fountain, one on either side of the fox. They pressed in comfortably close to the vulpine, or at least what was comfortable for them. For Alex, it might have been a little forward, but then this was The Treetop Inn. Forward was how people tended to operate. And it was not at all out of the realm of possibility for a couple of college girls to sneak away for a weekend to get up to something truly naughty they couldn't get away with back in school.

"Oh you're not a demon!" Tomi laughed, then tilted her head, still grinning, "Are you?"

"To be completely honest... little family secret-" Alex looked back and forth, scanning the others walking by to make sure no one else was listening in, "I do have some incubus ancestry. So you better watch out! I just might seduce you both!"

The fox grinned, rather enjoying playing up his family history for dramatic effect. It was true, he did have a bit of demonic ancestry. It was why he was so eager to dole out pranks and mischief. And it had other effects as well. But he rarely let those show unless he was feeling especially frisky. And these two ladies certainly were feeling it for him. Tomi and Jeri both slipped their hands into the fox's vest, feeling along his silky fur before resting their heads against his shoulders.

"I think that'd be pretty fun. Playing with a big, bad demon who likes to seduce little girls like us." the mouse cooed.

"Yeah, who says we wouldn't end up wanting to be his 'slaves'?" the tabby grinned, leaning up to brush her lips across one of the fox's cheeks.

"Now, ladies, let's not get carried away. You've only just met me." Alex said, suddenly feeling strange about the whole situation.

He tried to pull himself out of their embrace and stand, wanting to do the chivalrous thing. After all, they sounded like they could have been drinking and might not be in their right minds. And yet he couldn't smell any alcohol on them. The two girls gripped the vulpine and sat him back down the instant his rump came up off the edge of the fountain.

"Don't go!" Jeri whined, "We only just met!"

She was using his own logic against him. And he was suddenly feeling unsure of how easily he could extricate himself without being rude. Just as his mind started to race to solve the puzzle, Tomi gripped his muzzle in both paws and turned him to face her, then leaned in for a sudden, and surprisingly aggressive kiss. It caught the fox off guard, signaling a number of red flags in his mind. The instant the kiss was broken, Jeri jerked his head towards her and repeated the action, all before he could speak.

Alex was beginning to feel a little dizzy from the affection. And their hands would not stop roaming over his chest, or reaching lower to grope at his rump. It was a distracting, distressing moment that triggered something. It was like a sharp snap down deep inside, and it made the fox shiver. As the girls continued to rub over his chest, and take turns keeping his lips occupied, he felt a familiar pressure under the two paws pressing against his ribcage. A soft moan escaped the vulpine as the pressure built, then the two girls gasped and pulled their hands away. Finally able to breathe properly, Alex opened his eyes and looked down, concerned about what was happening. Surely it wasn't what he feared.

It was indeed. What he came to see was a pair of generous swells protruding outward, forcing his open vest to part and expose them. And they were quite lovely. Tomi and Jeri stared in wide-eyed wonder, returning their hands to the fox's chest, stroking, squeezing, and even hefting the generous mounds.

"You can turn into a girl!?" Tomi gasped as she came to realize what was happening.

"It's... I mean... What's actually happening... I-" Alex huffed, trying to focus through the sensations the two girls were providing, then simply surrendered, "Sure... yeah... I can turn into a girl. But it's because of you two. You did this to me. It's part of that demon thing I mentioned. Turning into what someone desires."

"Ooo, that's hot!" Jeri giggled, leaning in to press her lips to one of the vulpine's breasts, nibbling at the exposed nipple.

Alex moaned as soon as the mouse was attached to his chest. His transformation continued as the ladies kept him occupied, one even letting a hand slip into his pants. Tomi's fingers stroked across his swelling sheath only to find something else present as she cupped her paw along his scrotum. There were a pair of lips there, meaning he was in possession of both sides. And when she looked up, what had been a decidedly masculine face had quickly taken a feminine turn. Alex was less male and more female now, though he--now she--had not lost that bulge-inducing set in Tomi's palm.

"Oh wow! You're like some kind of magical shape shifter thing! I wanna be a shape shifter too! I've always wanted to be able to do that!" the feline giggled.

Alex huffed and lifted a paw to stroke along the back of the mouse's head. She was steadily finding herself more and more persuaded to play with the two ladies constantly stimulating her.

"Well... you'd... you'd need... a little demon blood... for it to be possible." the vixen moaned.

That sparked an idea in the feline. She pulled away from the fox and crouched in front of her. Her fingers began working over the clasp and zipper of the long cargo pants that were getting in the way. Within minutes, they were slipped off and dropped to the side. Then, the feline was between Alex's legs, nuzzling and licking at everything found there. The vixen shuddered anew and groaned, not even bothering to stop her. She probably should have, Alex thought to herself. But soon, it was far too late to try.

Tomi dipped down below the vulpine's masculine region and mashed her short, blunted muzzle against those freshly appeared petals. She purred deep in her throat, sending the vibration up through the vixen's form. It set Alex on fire and she moaned, forcing her legs apart. Before she could reach down to caress over the feline's head, it was gone, shoved forward into the waiting tunnel. The vulpine lady bit back a shriek as her stomach surged. Tomi began frantically flailing her arms about, desperate to strip out of her clothes. She did so in what had to be record time.

Alex found her voice stolen away as the tabby continued to press up into her. The stretch that came from a pair of shoulders entering her helped her find her voice again, and a loud cry of overwhelmed stimulation echoed through the atrium. The vixen's sheath bulged and her length slipped free, stiffening exceptionally quickly. It drooled down along Tomi's back as Jeri continued to nibble away, finding her work was a good distraction to keep Alex from trying to stop either of them. The cat's chest slipped into the vulpine's passage, her short pelt quickly soaked in feminine honey.

A sharp jerk surrounded Tomi and she was pulled, yanked deeper. She giggled as her chest slipped in with a loud, lewd suck that could be heard over the sound of the fountain. The eager tabby pushed with her legs, sending Alex to screaming again as she sank herself in up to her hips. The fox's belly was sizably stretched at this point, and only threatening to grow larger still. Alex had no control at this point. Her body was going to do what it wanted to do. And it wanted Tomi inside it. Another good yank from within saw the cat's hips vanish into her. Then so did her thighs. A pair of knees passed, along with a pair of calves. Then, the cat's paws were dragged out of sight.

Alex huffed and panted, fighting for breath as she hugged her huge stomach with one arm, and the mouse still suckling away at her breast with the other. When Jeri finally pulled away, she licked her lips, showing a couple of creamy-white droplets hanging from her whiskers. She had been nursing, drinking of the vixen's milk. And she actually had milk to give. Whatever it was these two girls were into, it must have been pretty raunchy. But then, Alex did have one of them curled up in her brand new womb at the moment. That was proof enough.

"Oh god... wh... what the hell? You two are... are crazy." the fox forced out between her gasps for breath.

"Good. I like crazy." Jeri grinned, then leaned up, giving the vixen another firm kiss.

It lasted for several seconds, and in that time, Alex noticed they had attracted a bit of an audience. A few passers-by had stopped to watch the fun, and there were several who were deeply interested to see where this would go next. Some had even taken to tending to their own needs, having been worked up just watching the three ladies. Whatever was happening, the vixen decided she needed to try and put a stop to it here and now. Maybe she could spirit Jeri away to her room and get her to help extract Tomi. And hopefully before any long-term plans were made by her belly.

"Okay, okay... you two have had your fun. It's time to call it for the day." Alex said while fighting to keep from moaning.

Tomi wasn't sitting still. She was moving around like a woman possessed, making the vixen shudder and leak between her thighs. It was making it difficult to find the strength to stand. Legs as wobbly as Alex's would make it tricky to stay upright.

"No! It can't be over! We just got started!" Jeri complained, "You got my girlfriend stuffed in you! I want in too!"

Before Alex could try and explain why that might be a less than bright idea, the mouse dove down between her thighs and began following her lover's example. In a matter of seconds, the rodent girl was undressed and cramming her head between the fox's legs. The vixen yowled again as her passage was so quickly and strongly stretched. Her paws moved to her already heavy belly, shivering and drooling down over the mouse. A powerful 'swallow' dragged Jeri in up to her chest, shocking the vulpine. She was going a lot faster than she had with Tomi.

The audience began to applaud and a couple even approached to help stuff the mouse deeper. Alex swelled larger with each firm push from her 'helpers', bloating her belly out as Tomi began working to pull her girlfriend in. It took only minutes, but the mouse was vanished into the vixen's womb, stretching Alex out just as much as the feline had. She was lowered to the floor where her belly spilled out from between her thighs to reach so far she couldn't wrap her arms around it entirely.

"Oh god! What the hell is happening!?" Alex moaned, stricken by a sudden, intense jostling going on under fur.

It didn't take much imagination to determine what it was. Tomi and Jeri were locked in the throes of passion, fighting not just to bring each other to orgasm, but to bring the vixen to her peak as well. They were doing a fine job of it. If this was their first time experiencing such confines, they were doing a fine job of hiding it.

"You look like you could use some help." offered a handsome dog, one of those who had assisted in shoving Jeri into Alex.

"No... I just... I need to get back to my room." the vixen said.

"Why would you want to do that? You're so beautiful, you should be shared with the world." the dog leaned in, kissing her just as quickly and easily as the two girls had.

Someone else--Alex couldn't tell who since they moved out of sight too quickly--dove between her legs. But they weren't aiming to join the two girls. Instead, they had wrapped their lips around the fox's throbbing, aching shaft. She didn't even realize how badly she needed the attention until it was there. She practically melted under the contact. Then another member of the audience approached, taking position where Tomi had been, but moved to latch onto the vixen's breast, the side that had not received as much attention.

They were flocking to her. Alex had a group moving in to fawn over her, rub her belly, caress her legs, offer whatever attention they could. More red flags were popping up in her mind. The vixen freed one of her arms and dug around in her vest pocket before retrieving the loupe. It had to be the cause of this. Everyone was acting as if under its influence. But how could that be? She hadn't used it on herself. She had tried to use it on the blue dragon, and it hadn't worked. She had set it to the lowest possible setting and fastest possible response.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? What did I mess up!?" Alex cried out when her lips were free enough to do so.

She brought the loupe to her eye and peered through it, focusing not on the people she saw through the lens, but instead on the markings she had made on the lens itself. It had been designed to show a thin pink line in the shape of a heart, as well as a set of crosshairs. It looked as it should, no cracks or smudges. Then Alex noticed something that made her freeze.

The registration marks that had helped her line it up properly weren't in the correct place. Or more specifically the grooves that were carved to show the lens' orientation weren't. She had installed the lens backwards! It had worked! All three times! And it had been pointed back at herself! And since speed of reaction and intensity were sliding scales, they had been reversed! She had left who it would affect in the center, meaning it would draw in anyone within range, regardless of sex or gender, so it was unaffected, but she had hit herself three times with the highest possible setting and the longest delay!

The shock of the revelation stunned her completely. Her grip on the loupe loosened and it landed on the ledge next to the fountain, bounced, rolled, and landed in the water with a splash. She had suffered a backfire, and a pretty powerful one. One that would ensure she wouldn't be able to fend off her new harem without considerable magical intervention. And she was in no position to make use of any antidote spell.

And within seconds of coming to understand the reason for her sudden popularity, Alex had the knowledge shoved out of her head by a mighty push against her stiff length. Whoever had been suckling had stopped, opting instead for a different tactic, one similar to Tomi and Jeri's. They were shoving themselves down her member, and it was an unbelievably intense experience. Alex threw her head back and howled as the stranger crawled and slipped and slurped their way into her rod, bulging it outward, stretching her as they were coated in sticky, salty ooze. Another joined the effort, working to shove the unknown person deeper. They had moved in too quickly for Alex to get a look at them either. But they were strong.

The vixen could feel a firm push sink the stranger's head and shoulders in. Then came their chest. And as this woman's breasts stretched Alex's rod, she felt a pair of arms trapped against the lady's trunk, not her own, those of her helper. A second head joined in as she practically screamed. Her member was hungry, slurping the pair up quickly and greedily. In mere moments, the vixen felt the second pair of hips pass just as easy as the first. Two pairs of legs followed, as did two broad tails. They had to be otters. And they were squirming quite strongly.

With a loud, wet slurp, they vanished into the vixen's rod, bloating out her scrotum to a tremendous level. The now occupied sac sloshed and gurgled as it deformed with the pair's amorous activities. They were following Tomi and Jeri's lead quite well, making all manner of passionate noises, muffled by the vixen's flesh and seed. The dog who had been keeping the lady's lips occupied grinned and rubbed over her wriggling stomach. It growled up at him, giving him an idea.

"You sound hungry. You should eat something. You've got twins to look after." he said.

"No... I... I'm fine. I just... I need to get everyone... out of me. You're not... you're not thinking clearly." Alex huffed, finally beginning to see the point Smokey had been trying to make.

But gracious was she enjoying it. She shouldn't be, but she was.

"Shh, don't say such things. We need to get you fed. Open wide my dear." the dog grinned, kissing the fox's nose.

Before she could reply, he had pushed his paws into her mouth. She almost gagged, surprised by the act. And then he pushed, slipping his arms into her maw and right down her throat. The dog, who never told her his name, gave her a kiss on the nose, then dipped his muzzle in. Unable to do anything else, Alex simply gave in. She reached up and gripped the canine and opened her mouth wide. With a hearty gulp, she pushed down over his shoulders. Another member of the audience helped to hoist the canine up and began sliding him down her throat.

She wanted him now. She was starving, and her babies needed to be fed. A deep, ravenous growl surrounded the dog as Alex gulped again, cramming his abdomen down her gullet. When his hips arrived, she slathered his groin in drool, exploring what she found with her tongue. He wriggled and moaned happily, his tail wagging like mad. Alex found she wasn't interested in waiting until he had burst. She swallowed again, stuffing his throbbing member into her throat where the rhythmic squeezing would finish him. She tilted her head back and gulped again, faster, harder, reaching up to push on his legs. His paws landed in her mouth with considerable speed as her gut swelled larger, squirming all the harder. She gulped one last time and sighed. The dog settled completely inside her and the atrium was treated to a massive belch.

That was it. Alex didn't care that she had backfired on herself. She was too wrapped up in it now. With two in her womb, two in her scrotum, and one in her stomach, she wasn't nearly done yet. She licked her lips and looked at the crowd.

"Who's next?"

The belch had caught the attention of a creature who until that moment had been lost in thought. She was reading over the latest reviews the Inn had received, trying to think of ways to improve further. She was a large beast, four legs, two arms, and a pair of thin, agile tails. The tauric creature was seemingly a mix of several different species blended together to look like a single coherent race. Her ears twitched as soon as the burp reached her and she lifted her head. The lady sniffed softly at the air, then grinned. Someone was having a lot of fun, and she wanted in.

Celene climbed up onto her paws and stretched. It had been a while since she had let herself get too deeply involved with the guests. She had a nasty habit of letting herself get carried away, and that usually didn't go over too well with certain members of staff. And while she did love a good orgy, she knew that things worked differently now compared to when the temple was still a temple. No sense in drawing unwanted attention from undesirable sorts and put the Inn at risk.

The demoness emerged from her room and began prowling the balcony. She stayed near the top, giving her a chance to peer down over the whole of the atrium. Someone was indeed having a pretty good time. What she saw down below next to the fountain sent a very pleasant tingle up her spine. She leapt off the balcony and fell, opening her tiny little wings along her upper back, controlling her descent. It was an impossible sight. How could someone so big fly with such small wings, and with them positioned in such a bad place for flight? She was a demon, that was all that needed to be said. She didn't obey the ordinary laws of physics.

With a heavy thud, Celene landed on the ground next to the fountain. She straightened herself up to her full height, towering over the guests by at least a meter, then began wading her way through them.

"Easy now, easy now everyone. Let's not crowd. Let's give the lady some space." the tauric woman said in a soothing tone.

The spell that had driven them all mad suddenly weakened under the prowess of a full-fledged demon, one who specialized in such matters. The mob that had pressed in against Alex eased down and stepped back at the taur's command. Being of demonic lineage carried certain perks, like being able to suggest action more readily. She could smell the magic crackling around the vixen, how it had overpowered her and was driving the mob absolutely crazy. She split through it like a bolt of lightning with her own aura. And as it was cleaved so too was the crowd. They cleared a path for the tauric lady, behaving as though she were a queen and they her subjects. When she could get a clear view of the fox, what she saw was a sex-drunken ball of fur, wobbling and writhing with well more than half a dozen passengers, maybe a full dozen.

"Ugh... th-thank you." Alex moaned quietly.

She was having trouble talking. She couldn't sit herself up under the weight of her stomach. With so much inside her, she felt like she was about to burst. But it felt so fantastic. Had this tall beast not intervened when she had, others might have tried to squeeze in and then she would indeed pop.

"No problem, sweetie. I take it you're not used to being the life of the party?" Celene asked with a smile, laying down next the poor, monstrously bloated vixen.

"N-no... was a... mistake. Backfire." Alex grunted.

"And a pretty big one I'd say! You're soaked head to toe in pheromones. It's getting me a little worked up just thinking about what's going on in that belly of yours. If I wasn't me, I'd probably already bee all over you. Need a little help calming down?" the tauric woman reached out, gently stroking over the engorged fox's stomach.

"Y-yeah... if... if you don't... mind. I'm... I'm Alex." she extended a paw.

The demoness took it, shaking it firmly.

"Celene. I run the Temple Annex. Used to be my home way back when. I think you'd have fit in with us back then. Now, just try to breathe slow and gentle. I'll help settle things down for you." the lady leaned in and pressed her lips to the vixen's, holding there without any of the aggression the others had shown. It was a welcome reprieve.

A wave of relaxation spread through Alex, as well as those she had consumed. Everything settled and the vixen sighed in relief, letting her eyes drift shut. An unhappy groan sounded from her and she let slip a quiet burp. Sometimes letting one's self get carried away wasn't all it was cracked up to be. She had pushed it too far, and she was suffering for it. But she could not help but revel in the absolute bliss of it. The pain was just part of the pleasure.

"Thank you," Alex huffed, "Any chance you could help me get them out now?"

Celene chuckled and shook her head. It sent her thick, wild bushel of a mane waving back and forth. There was something about it that was vaguely reminiscent of the hairstyles that were popular among certain metal bands two or three decades prior. 'Outrageous' was a term that came to mind looking at it.

"Oh no, you're not letting them out. You're enjoying it too much. More than you say you are. And I would be remiss in my duties as Entertainment Coordinator if I let your good time come to an end too soon." the demon-taur smirked.

"C'mon... I'm hurtin' here. I'm way too full." Alex complained.

"I don't think you are. I think you're just full enough. In fact, I think I could use you. How about I give you a nice, warm, cozy place to spend the night squirming away, moaning and screaming in joy?" Celene smiled wide, showing a set of sharp teeth.

"Ugh... whatever... I can't move. I couldn't fight you even if I wanted to." the vixen gurgled.

Her stomach gurgled loudly as well. Those trapped inside began to slowly build back up to their previous fervor. She wasn't going to get any peace anytime soon. And Celene would see to that personally.

The demon-taur stood back up and turned herself around, giving Alex quite the view of her haunches. There were two rather sizable member dangling down from her 'undercarriage', each as big around as one of the vixen's thighs. They were as long as one of her legs too. Just behind them were two pairs of nethers, both glistening and waiting to be used. Celene commanded her tails to reach out and wrap around the bloated woman.

It amazed Alex how easily the taur lifted her with those prehensile appendages. Celene spread her hind legs a bit and brought the vixen closer, gently pressing her against the lower of the two sets of folds. The fox's head slipped in with no resistance at all. Slowly, the demon's tails fed her inward, moving down along the vixen's heavily occupied frame. The sounds coming from the taur's folds filled her ears, squishing and sliding past her as her chest was swallowed up.

"Mmm, oh yeah... it's been too long since I've had a glutton like you inside me. You're gonna make a fine battery." Celene cooed.

"B-battery?" Alex asked, suddenly a little unsure of what was happening, if she was willing to consent.

"Yeah, a battery. I'm a very specific kind of demon. I feed on the sexual energies of others. If it gives you pleasure, it sustains me. Don't worry, you won't suffer any negative effects," Celene shivered as she felt the start of the vixen's vast stomach start to enter her, slowing down to relish it, "Mmm, well... except for being stuck inside me for a while, and probably being exhausted when you come back out."

Another loud slurp sounded as the taur's hungry petals gripped at the slowly writhing belly, working to drag it in little by little. All of Alex's passengers were completely unaware of what was happening, only aware of the fact that whatever sedative effect they had been provided was starting to wear off. They were finding their strength return, wriggling about like mad, and it left Alex to yowl and squirm all over again. That was just what Celene wanted. She loved it when her passengers wiggled.

The taur began massaging her chest, the grand, ample bust she possessed too large to be contained in her palms. She hissed and set her hindquarters to swaying, gradually swallowing up the vast, orgy-filled gut. And she wanted it to linger, taking several minutes to pass. When at last she felt the vixen's thighs pressing against her inner walls, her own belly sagged heavily under her. Celene reached back and stroked along one of her sides, grinning in delight.

The demoness removed her tails and began to walk her hind paws forward, slowly sitting down on what of the fox was hanging out of her. The weight of her body, which had been exceptionally light earlier when she leapt from the balcony, suddenly grew heavy, pushing down over the fox. Alex grunted as she felt herself being squeezed deeper into Celene's womb. It was dark, moist, and very warm. And the walls possessed a strange texture to them. They weren't slick and smooth, but felt like there were ridges, soft and yielding to the touch.

Once she was deep enough, Alex felt those ridges start to move, coming alive. They reached out and wrapped themselves around the vixen, dragging her the rest of the way in. Celene sighed as her folds closed up behind Alex's paws and she sat upright, running her lower forepaws against the huge, gravid swell she now enjoyed. Inside, the ridges, which the fox could now clearly tell were tendrils, began exploring her form. There were hundreds of them, caressing, squeezing, and investigating. It didn't take long for them to find her groin and attempt to slide in.

The vixen tried to scream as she was invaded, feeling no pain, only a powerful sense of delight. There was a warm, softly glowing pink ooze coating everything and being slathered across her bloated figure. It sent her skin to tingling, making her fidget even harder. Her legs were gently eased open and her nethers were gingerly invaded. As soon as her mouth opened to finally loose that scream that had been on her lips, a series of tendrils found their way into her maw. They slipped down her throat and pulsed, giving her a hearty drink of that tingle-inducing goo. It tasted divine. She had to have more of it.

Celene obliged, wriggling on top of her rump as she huffed, so deeply enjoying feeling all of the wondrous sensations the demon-fox inside her was awash in. She had connected to Alex, drinking in everything she felt. It was exceptional. It had been so long since she had managed to snag someone as robust and radiant with desire. Granted Sirius and Brian, as well as Brian's family could give Alex a run for her money, but they tended to prefer only short stays in the taur's belly. This one was going to be staying as long as she could keep her.

"Mmm, that's a good battery, just keep wiggling for me. And don't worry about making a mess. I'm happy to soak it up." the taur cooed down to her writhing gut.

Inside, Alex found it impossible to sit still. Her passengers alone were enough to keep her stimulated, but these tendrils and the ooze they dripped with only amplified everything. And she was sure they were pushing in deep enough to invade everyone she had shoved into her. Her member throbbed, stretched by its own set of intruders, gushing with thick, white seed. It was siphoned away mysteriously, no doubt to fuel the taur in some way.

It was almost too much for the vixen to withstand. She was kept there on the verge of passing out, but never allowed to. It was far better a tease than anything she could ever have been capable of. She was set up for a single day, complimentary. Surely, the Inn wouldn't charge her for swapping out her room for Celene's womb.

The taur rocked herself forward and stood on all four paws. Her belly sagged under her, almost to the ground, and she sighed blissfully. Celene waved her hands to scatter the crowd and they dispersed, slowly coming down from the effect of Alex's powerful backfired charm. The source had been contained, and that meant everyone was coming back to their senses. As bewitched crowd returned to their normal selves, Celene sensed something nearby that puzzled her. She turned and peered into the fountain, finding the loupe.

The demoness grinned as she examined it briefly, realizing what it was. She could think of a number of fun little uses for such a thing, especially if it meant finding a few folks to power here up from time to time. With the show now over, the taur began waddling her way back up to her room, taking the long, slow route. Her tummy swayed back and forth with each step, and a soft purr rumbled away on her lips.

She wasn't going to give this one up--or those Alex had swallowed or otherwise stuffed into herself--for quite a while. Eventually, Celene returned to her room and settled down on her bed, laying there as she resumed looking over the Inn's feedback. She began thinking perhaps she should recruit a few 'devout followers' who could use the same little trick she was using to extract as much bliss from Alex and her 'kids' as she was. That would certainly make it easy to entertain a larger crowd.

And Alex was certainly letting Celene extract a great deal of bliss from her. She twitched and writhed, stricken by what felt like one, long, continuous orgasm. As the hours passed, she settled into it, finding comfort in the warm embrace. When her mind had cleared enough, adjusting to the constant arousal and stimulation, she found she could think remarkably clearly. Likely that was thanks to that demon blood she mentioned. And at this point, she was fairly sure Tomi and Jeri--as well as a couple of others who had climbed in with them--might have some of that demon blood in them as well. That had not been intentional.

It wouldn't be so bad, she thought. They might enjoy it. And then her thoughts turned to something else. There was a buzzing coming from somewhere nearby, near her chest. She flailed about for a moment, trying to feel for it, finally realizing she was still wearing her vest. She had never taken it off. And in the inside pocket was her phone. She grunted and managed to pull the thin device out, amazed it hadn't shorted out with all the moisture dripping around inside Celene's belly.

Alex tapped it and woke it up. She had a new message. It was from the blue dragon she had spoken to earlier in the day. He sounded interested in meeting again.

"Hello, Alex. This is Smokescale Aquatos. I wanted to know if you might be available to meet again. I've told a few members of my staff about your offerings and some of them have expressed an interest in learning about your products. They may not want to buy them outright, but they would like to learn how you made them. We would of course compensate you for your time and expertise. Please let me know as soon as you're able. I'm sure you're busy enjoying yourself and I won't pester you further. Have a pleasant stay. I hope to hear from you soon." the dragon said in the recording.

The vixen rolled her eyes. She would have laughed if her throat wasn't occupied. She typed out a quick message to reply, opting for text since she couldn't speak. It would have to do. As much as she was eager to meet, she was very much otherwise engaged. She relayed the message and flopped back into a sprawled position, writhing under the attention of everything going on around and inside her.

Celene must have felt her moving. The taur reached back behind her and stroked along the side of her lovely, swollen belly.

"Hey honey, was that a phone I heard in there? If it is, let me know if you've got any ideas to help me expand on how to keep guests entertained. Maybe leave a review on the Inn's website. You know, the whole good online presence social media thing." she cooed.

Alex chuckled, or at least tried to, then brought her phone back up in front of her again. She'd leave a review alright.

--I came to the Inn to sell some of my magical goods, all hand crafted, unique, one of a kind items. The staff wasn't immediately interested but they warmed up to the idea after a while. Unfortunately, I didn't hear back until after I met Celene, the Entertainment Coordinator. She helped me deal with a pretty embarrassing backfire. Now, I'm sitting here inside her, being used as some sort of sex battery, and she's not letting me out until she's done. And she's not letting me release any of the people who decided to climb their way inside me either. It's a big, sticky, wiggling mess. And it's pretty great. I was comped a single night for my trouble after I gave my sales pitch. But I have a feeling I'm going to be sticking around a lot longer. Honestly, I think I'm in danger of asking Celene to keep me. If she decided to, I think I'd be able to die happy. That is if I ever died. I feel like maybe she'd keep me alive for however long she lives. Demons are funny like that. And honestly, I think you could convince me that I ought to call that heaven. Five stars.--