Gonz and Fernier Assertivness Training 1

Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry

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#34 of High Fantasy

Gonz, kobold Sorceress and Cleric of Xasandra, has helped many people in the past. Now, an old friend returns for some help. Fernier has come toher chambers seeking a spell that will turn her into a much more assertive leader. Of course, there's such things as being too effective in spell-casting.Commission for  GonztheKobold featuring  abc163

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The number of travelers coming in and out of the kobold warrens had turned the little community into quite the trading hub, and from the trading came adventurers and travelers all seeking out different things, from new gear to slay their enemies, to quests to undertake. And then, there are those out there who seek out something a bit more esoteric, like the answers that only a powerful spellcaster can provide.

And the spell caster is none other than Gonz, the beautiful and wonderful lady kobold who is the most beloved of her kind. Every kobold in the community sing her praises and tell of her great magical skill. After all, she was able to transform herself into something far better than she previously was with only a magical scroll. Now, travelers from all around seek her out for her magical and sensual touch.

Fernier sighs as she explores deep into the tunnels. At first glance, the little kobolds cower at her sight, the chill in the air that comes across the room as the undead wolf woman makes sends the uninitiated running and hiding. But those who recognize her greet her with a quick bow and a point in the right direction. After all, even the most experienced non-kobolds have a hard time navigating the winding passages.

Soon, Fernier steps into the chamber, passing by the curtain. She doesn't announce herself, for she knows the sorceress is expecting her. She stands up as tall as she can, actually having to bend her head low as she stands there, hands behind her back. "H... Hello, Gonz..." she speaks, her voice reverberating throughout the cave like a winter's wind.

Gonz lays on her bed, plopping candies into her mouth. When the wolf steps into her room, she sits up, placing her hands upon her knees. "It's been awhile, Fernier. What can I help ya with?"

Fernier taps her fingers together, her glowing eyes looking off to the side. "W-well, I was thinking recently... I was on a mission where I was to be in a leadership position and, well, I sort of didn't have the drive to direct others and I lost the opportunity, not to mention the money."

Gonz frowns, hopping off of her bed and tapping her hand upon her friend's thigh. "Hey, look, we all have our limits. You want me to make you feel good? Give you a nice round of orders so you don't have to think about making such difficult decisions?

"No!" The wolf barks, causing the kobold to back off a moment. "S... sorry," she says, wrapping her arms around herself. "It's... I know you used magic to change yourself. Your life became so much better... maybe... maybe we can use some of that control because I'm undead... and reorder my spirit so that... so that I'm not so much of a follower!"

"Hm... changing you to be more of the leader type, eh?" Gonz says. "That's certainly something I can try. Though, hypnosis in one direction isn't exactly like flipping a switch to make it go the other way... but maybe I could whip something up. Just get over on the bed and take off your clothes.

The lupine undead closes her glowing eyes and shudders, but does as she's told, stripping off her traveler's gear until her thick proportions come out in all of their glory. She sits upon the bed, crossing one leg over the other.

"Not even going to question why I need you naked, huh? Yeah, we really need to work on your leadership skills. Still, coming here shows initiative!" Gonz says, chuckling to herself as she stands before Fernier. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and draws symbols into the air, feeling the magical aura around her.

Fernier closes her legs, biting her bottom muzzle. "Y-you're teasing me."

"You love it." Gonz says. "Ah... I think I found it. Here we go..." She flips the invisible switch. "Now relax as I tell you your command. You are the one in charge. What you say goes and what you desire is yours. If you can't get it, you make others get it for you, and you're not afraid to take it." She sighs, fluttering her eyes open. "There. How's that feel? Feeling more confident?

With her eyes still closed, Fernier runs a hand up over her body, over her nipples, letting each set flick under her palm. She then moves her hand up over her face, but as it crosses over her eye, she opens it between her fingers, the red glow bright as she focuses on the kobold. "It feels great!" she says, standing up to her full height. "Now you... Gonz... strip!"

Gonz giggles a little. "Hahaha, that's good, that's good. You're much more confident than you-"

Fernier grips the kobold by the horn and tilts her head up to face her. "Do I need to repeat myself?"

Gonz drops her jaw at the completely transformed Fernier and moves her hands down over her body, undoing her sorceress gear. "O-okay... yeah, sure!" she slips out of it, showing off her own curves, including her sugar belly and her heavy kobold breasts.

The wolf growls at the sight and reaches down along Gonz's back, gripping onto her rump and lifting her up. and placing her on the bed with one motion. She then climbs up on top of the kobold, up between her legs, her mouth spreading wide, showing off her teeth. Her frosty breath tickles over the kobold's scales as she rolls out her tongue, using it to touch her nose in teasing preparation.

Gonz gulps, but she spreads her legs without even having to be asked.

Fernier keeps her head right where it is, but she runs her hands up along the kobold's legs, gripping onto her, keeping her down so she can't move as she goes up her thighs, then her hips, and then to her tummy. She chuckles as she pinches at the kobold's folds, and Gonz squeaks, biting her knuckle as the wolf's mouth moves up, her tongue rolling out, licking over her belly with the long, cold, wet appendage, savoring her, enjoying her like she would want to be treated.