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Milo knocked on the door, before taking a step back and fidgeting with his paws. The black fox straightened his shirt and pulled his phone out of his vest to peek at the time.

While the vulpine was still looking, the door opened. On the inside, holding the door open, was an androgynous cacomistle. They smiled warmly. "You must be Milo. Come in. I'm Razz." The ringtail stepped aside to allow the fox's passage.

The male nodded and quickly stepped through the threshold. Milo looked around as he slipped the phone back into his pocket.

"Please, have a seat." The enby ringtail gestured towards a dining table and chairs, revealing the light blue color of their paw pads. As Milo complied, Razz took a folder off a nearby credenza and set it opposite the fox. The cacomistle sat down and opened the file folder, revealing a contract. "I have your reservation all set out here, and I'd like to go over it with you."

Milo fidgeted in his seat and leaned forward a bit to look at the papers.

Razz elegantly fanned the papers out until each was fully exposed and legible. The text was at a perfectly easy to read size, and written in plain language. "Your reservation starts today and goes the next fourteen days. During that time you will not be yourself." They tapped the various clauses they were summarizing with a claw tipped finger as they spoke. "You will be part of me, and have the burden of thought taken away. Two weeks from now, I will return you to your current state and your mind will be fully restored, with the memory of your time as part of me intact."

The fox blushed and sat back in his seat a bit, fingers wringing at the hem of his shirt nervously. He perked as he realized the caco was looking to him for a response. Milo nodded firmly.

The ringtail continued. "You also understand that when I say 'part of me' that I am referring to my penis." They pointed to the clause in question without looking, keeping eye contact with the vulpine. "Are you sure you are still up for this?"

Milo blushed deeper, before putting his paws on the table. "I... Yeah. I want to do it. I spend so much of my life unable to just stop thinking about everything and your..." His eyes dipped to the paperwork, though at his angle it was more towards Razz' groin on the other side of the tabletop. "Your service is supposed to make that stop, if just for a while. I've never gotten to just relax and enjoy anything."

Razz stood and smoothly slipped around the table, pulling Milo's chair away to allow him to stand more easily. "Cases like yours are why I do what I do." They gestured with a finger towards the hallway. "It'll be easiest to do this in my bedroom."

The fox nodded and started walking the way indicated, hands tucked into his pockets. He breathed deeply, trying his best to keep a handle on his nerves.

The cacomistle reached past their client to open the door for him. Razz stood aside to let Milo through. "Please strip down. I'd rather not mess up your clothes while you don't need them."

Milo's cheeks flushed deeply, and he complied. He shed his vest and set it down on a chair near the door and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Meanwhile, Razz closed the bedroom door and began removing their own shirt.

The fox undid his trousers and let them drop from his narrow hips. His whole black pelt was on display to the bedchamber. He shyly sat down on the edge of the bed, his thighs pressed tightly together while his fluffy tail draped into his lap modestly.

Tossing their shirt into a hamper in the corner, the enby unzipped their fly and started to work on their belt. The parting of the zipper made their plump sheath press into view, quite noticeably swelling. Quickly enough, Razz had gotten the belt undone and let their pants drop, taking a step free and kicking them to the base of the hamper as well. As the ringtail approached the bed, a blunt pale blue tip pressed out of the plump pursed rim of their sheath.

Milo fidgeted in place, fingers quite obviously digging into his broom's fur. His eyes trailed along the slender body of the cacomistle, from their twin rows of nipples along their torso to their toned arms, and then along the clawed fingertips as they ground into the hefty sheath.

As the fox watched, the blunt tip pressed further into view, revealing that it had an unusual seam, like a closed reptilian muzzle. And then, all at once, the whole thing lunged up and forward. The sheath released the majestic crown of fleshy horns around the head of the phallus, making it look like some kind of eyeless dragon. Adding to the effect was that instead of a ridge of the buried urethra, there were segmented plates going from the snout down into the sheath along the underside of the unusual member.

Then the muzzle opened in a toothless grin, the shape of its lips emulating fangs. The serpentine cock let out a scree not unlike a bird of prey.

Razz pet over the head of their drake cock. "This is Eddy. You'll be Eddy soon."

Milo swallowed nervously, his cheeks flushed beneath his dark fur. "I... I'd seen the pictures, but it's really different in motion..."

"He." The caco smiled warmly, leaning forward a bit. "It's still not too late to cancel."

The fox shook his head, clenching his eyes shut and taking a deep breath. He opened his eyes again, biting his lip, before exhaling a sigh. "I'm still... I'm still up for it."

"Well, you should get up on your knees." Razz warm smile had turned to a playful grin. "Eddy needs at that ass."

Milo visibly fluffed up a bit more at the change in tone. After a moment of complete stillness, he stood, and then put a knee up on the mattress. He carefully got his other knee up and moved a bit further onto the bed without toppling. His tail which had been across his lap was now clutched to his chest, his fingers running through the soft fluff there subconsciously.

The shifting of the mattress told the vulpine that the enby had come up on his rear, which was confirmed by their clawed hands gently grasping his hips from behind. "Just gotta get you nice and lined up. Thank you for pulling your tail out of the way, Milo." Their tone was warm and caring once again, even as they prepared to lay claim to the dark-furred fox.

Eddy, on the other hand, was happy to keep being his lusty self, being a dick and all. He pressed his blunt snout right at the base of the tail so that the sides of his lower jaw gently pressed the fox's cheeks apart. The flexible phallus ground his face against the smooth pucker he found there, before parting his lips.

The fox gasped softly at the feeling of a tongue grinding along his rear entrance. He felt his muscles tense up on their own, his glutes clenching together and trapping the draconic head against his pucker. Milo blushed deeply and exhaled, forcing himself to relax. "I... I'm okay." The tension gradually faded as he stroked over his fluffy broom.

Razz gently squeezed with their grip on his hips. "I'm willing to wait if you need some more time." Obediently, Eddy had stopped his oral assault on his chosen point of entry.

Milo closed his eyes and nibbled on his lower lip as he took a deep breath through his nose. Slowly he nodded. "I'm okay. Please continue..."

The halted phallus, apparently having decided his brief tongue-lashing was sufficient, pressed forward eagerly, spreading the taut flesh with his smooth snout. The deeper he pressed, the straighter he stood from Razz's body, until it was up to the caco to start to thrust.

The fox panted softly, quivering at the sensation of being stretched by the smooth 'face' of the other's cock. His hands clasped along the length of his tail, slowly stroking towards the tip in long, alternating draws.

Razz trailed their fingers from the black vulpine's hips, over his elbows and onto his shoulders, starting to press and squeeze. They dug their thumbs into his shoulder blades and rubbed in circles. At the same time as the massage, the cacomistle started to press their hips forward, driving Eddy deeper. The crown of horn-like protuberances from the back of the drake cock's head began to stretch the fox further. At the first sign of tension, the ringtail applied a bit more pressure with the rubs. They paused their entrance, only continuing once the fox had relaxed once more.

Milo quivered. The very nature of that shape meant that air was meeting his rectal walls between those horns, and unique sensation he was unfamiliar with. The chill ran up his spine. Then, all at once, the tips of the crown passed through the stretched ring, allowing it to close up around the neck of the serpentine member.

Once that milestone was passed, it was far easier for Eddy to continue to burrow inward. He nuzzled into inner walls as he was pressed deeper from behind. He instinctually found the fleshy wall separating the rear passage from the prostate and opened his mouth once more. His tongue extended and ground into that spot firmly, twisting and curling along it.

The fox's fur fluffed up again and he gasped in surprise. His jaw went slack as he panted heavily, squirming in place.

As they pressed deeper, Razz eased their knees forward on the bedding, one then the other. They felt Eddy starting to bend inside, apparently loathe to leave that pleasure point for the time being. By the time the caco got their hips flush to their client's own, the prehensile phallus was merrily writhing and grinding via undulation from root to snout.

Milo groaned softly, not resisting as he began to be guided down to sit into Razz's lap. His own shaft was now throbbing against the underside of his tail, jutting out against gravity, though the support from his own balls was making it rise into the soft fluff as his hips came down.

The cacomistle eased their arms around to embrace the quivering fox to their chest, squeezing around him. Razz crooned softly, "Now, this is going to feel weird, but it's also going to feel really good..."

The vulpine nodded, relaxing back into the embrace as he splayed and curled his toes against the weight of what he presumed was the ringtail's rump. Milo exhaled slowly, then opened his eyes as he felt the sensation that Razz had warned him about.

Finally leaving the prostate behind, Eddy was delving upward. Against what Milo thought was possible from his knowledge of anatomy, the draconic cock was headed straight up.

Razz continued to croon soothingly, wordlessly intoning as their hands trailed and stroked along their client.

Milo loosened his grip on his tail, looking down at the strange feeling traveling up his torso. He quivered as he saw his trim midsection distend with the familiar shape of a moaning drake, a muffled scree escaping the depths of his body. The form of the serpentine phallus continued upward, pressing up behind the fox's ribcage. The vulpine gasped softly as he felt as though something was in his throat... but that wasn't possible, was it?

Before he could think too hard on that, he felt Eddy's tongue teasingly slurp his uvula, making his whole throat convulse compulsively at the unusual sensation. The eager dick let out a little triumphant scree as he pushed a bit further up and plopped his jawline right onto the middle of the fox's tongue inside his muzzle.

"Alright... here we go..." The ringtail murmured into Milo's ear. At the same time, the stretched sensation from the prehensile cock having straightened out his digestive system to run right through faded into warm tingling. The shape on his tongue faded as well.

The fox pressed his tongue to his palate, confused as to where Eddy went. He opened his mouth to ask, when a drizzle of blue fluid poured over his lower lip. He licked his lip thoughtlessly, revealing the oral organ to be a familiar light shade of blue. Milo was already connected.

Razz stroked their claws along the fox's inner thighs slowly, their thumbs extended to the seam between them and their own thighs. As the cacomistle stroked, the pair of thighs between their own shrank gradually, knees pulling up from the bedding. A hint of pale blue skin was visible at the dividing line where black was being subsumed into tan. The ringtail's natural fur color was sweeping to cover the pair of legs as they pressed tighter together.

Milo panted heavily, letting his arms go limp at his sides as his whole body tingled and pulsed intensely. He tilted his head back and nuzzled into Razz' cheek, quivering as another gush of blue goo percolated up into his muzzle. The valley between the fox's diminishing thighs was growing shallower and shallower.

Carefully, the cacomistle took the fox's fluffy tail and wrapped it around the base of his throbbing vulpine cock, before tucking the bushy tip in between themself and his back to meet its base.

The fox leaned forward as this applied a bit of pressure to his lower back and his head flopped forward. He looked down at his shaft throbbing amongst his fuzz. However the more interesting thing that drew his attention was his fur on his belly fading away. It revealed pale blue flesh, with familiar belly plates. The pattern repeated itself as it was revealed in a wave along his stomach to his chest. He brought a hand up to feel his throat, finding that the long horizontal scales had appeared there as well.

Razz appraisingly stroked along the increasingly phallic fox, continuing to croon affectionately. As they did so, Milo's tail gained their fur coloration, fusing down into the pelt at their pelvis and to the furry sac that had formed where the vulpine's legs had been. The new sheath contracted and lost a good deal of its fluff, but stayed nice and plush.

Milo let his tongue loll about. He felt as though he should be panting, but he didn't need to breathe. The pad of his nose had grown pale blue like his tongue, and the inside of his ears showed the flesh color change as well, the fluff inside receded. His nostrils smoothed over as the bare skin overtook his whole muzzle, accompanying the stretch of his jaws into something more familiarly draconic. His soft vulpine lips grew the jagged shape that he'd been in awe of mere minutes before.

The ringtail eased an arm around what had been the fox's belly, cradling the decreasingly vulpine male as his spine melted away into erectile tissues. They smiled warmly, their other hand appraising the girth around what had been shoulders, the last of that structure starting to fade entirely from visibility beneath the scaled belly plates. They estimated they could just barely meet their claws together if they used both hands, a quite plump size for Eddy to be...

The new phallus tried to groan, but all that came out was a high pitched glrk as another pulse of the darker blue slime gushed over his jagged lower lip. His eyes were drifting shut while his ears finished pointing backwards to form the crown of hornlike protrusions at the back of his head. As his eyes closed fully, they smoothed away entirely leaving no sign they'd ever been there, erasing the last visible trace of Milo from the serpentine shaft.

Razz groaned appreciatively, starting to rub and stroke up along the prehensile length as his head flopped back and forth, getting that blue goop everywhere. They used the slick substance to help lubricate their hands as they went, flicking their ringed tail behind them as they felt Milo's form being forced to stand more and more erect, losing his flexibility.

Milo, for his part, was overwhelmed with pleasure, though some part of his mind was wondering why he was still thinking, why couldn't he stop the incessant chatter...

The enby grunted, feeling a familiar twinge in their pelvic floor as their heavier sac tensed up. A swell rushed along the plated underside of the now rigid drake cock.

The former fox tried to cry out as he shared the climax, but then, a sudden rush of pleasure on top of that peak struck his mind. He shot a liter of dark blue seed up in the air, splattering down. The next shot hit him even harder, and he was having trouble thinking straight. Milo came again. The cock came again. The cock shot for what seemed like forever.

Razz felt the last of their client drain away as their peak settled towards afterglow. They stroked along Eddy gently. "Enjoy your vacation..."

Eddy let out a tired, blissful scree.

The ringtail licked their lips, and then took advantage of their shaft's loss of rigidity to bend the drake head back into a kiss. They quivered at their own post-peak sensitivity, but couldn't help themselves. The enby licked along their enhanced cock's head, before parting their lips and starting to suckle over the whole thing, slowly slumping onto their back on their messy bed.

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At the end of the fortnight, Razz headed into their bathroom. They unzipped their fly and felt their swollen sheath extend immediately. Eddy slithered into the open eagerly, ready for another bout of pleasure.

Careful not to bump the excited drake dick about, they bent down and slipped a plug into their tub's drain, before standing upright once more. Razz propped their knees against the edge of the porcelain vessel and placed a hand on the base of their cock, trailing their finger pads along the seam between Eddy's belly plates.

They danced their other hand's claws along the prehensile shaft's back, curling their toes a bit as they felt the familiar surging sensation of the eager cock growing more turgid with every moment. Once they were sure that Eddy wasn't going to just flop about from the motion, Razz grasped both sides of their drake dick and started to jerk up and down, starting at the base and going up a bit further with every repetition.

Eddy let out a needy scree as he lost his flexibility seemingly segment by segment. It wasn't long before he was drooling blue slime into the tub, head being forced to get into line with the rest of its length.

Both cock and host felt the quivering in the ringtail's hips, leading to the familiar plate-by-plate swell up along the underside. In a laminar shot that splattered the tiled wall on the far side of the tub, dark blue seed gushed in a shot that lasted longer than a second. The draconic dick shrank by a full inch as it released that first torrent. The next gallon expelled was followed by a second inch.

Razz pressed down on the base of their shaft with their palm to keep Eddy from bucking up too high with each pump. They panted heavily, riding out their climax. They could feel their girth gradually dwindling as well while they released a person's volume worth of dark blue ooze, the clear substance running down the tiles without sticking too much.

As they trailed off the end of their peak, they sighed softly, looking over the tub full of ejaculate.

The surface of the clear blue gel distended for a moment with the shape of a paw.

Razz started to carefully clean up Eddy upon seeing the motion, a confirmation that the procedure was working.

A vulpine muzzle and brow surfaced, still as transparent as the rest, before sinking back in. Slowly, Milo's mind was putting itself back together. He drowsily pressed again, and this time the clarity beneath the surface was replaced with darkness as he grasped the edge of the tub. His head surfaced as well, a black mass of a matted down fox from the chest up, starting to pull himself free of the deep pool it felt as though he'd been inundated in for countless hours.

Razz deftly stepped out of the way as the grasping motion naturally caused a bit of blue to splatter out of the tub. They stood to one side, doing their best to let Eddy start to stow himself. However, watching the process of their client reconstituting himself was keeping the prehensile shaft nice and excited.

Eddy let out another little scree, pressing his face against one of Razz's hands like a pet seeking affection.

Milo's ears flicked away from his skull, and he groaned, coughing up some slime as his muzzle opened. As his hips surfaced from the diminishing pool of slime, the vague shape of his kneeling legs began to darken into place where they were supposed to be, along with his matted down tail. The black fox panted softly, unsteadily lifting his paw from the edge of the tub to wipe his eyes. Squeegeeing excess slime from his face took a few moments, before he could open them again. He blinked blearily, looking around.

The ringtail smiled warmly down at the glistening fox. "Welcome back, Milo."

The vulpine panted softly, swallowing a bit, and looked around again, blushing a bit as he spotted Eddy 'looking' at him with interest. "Wow... That was... wow." His newly remade cock quivered in front of his belly, already ready for more. He flexed his toes, and reached back to feel and make sure he was all accounted for.

Razz chuckled knowingly, noticing that the fox's nervous ticks were absent, or at least subdued. They unplugged the tub and got the handset for the shower down off its mount. "Alright, let's see about getting you cleaned up..."