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I was feeling a bit dizzy, but Renna finally let out her breath. "No big changes... really."

Seeing her being relieved brought me back. I gave her a squeeze and a kiss.

"Hey! I see you!" Renna's father, not recognizing her in her current form, was understandably angry at my kissing her; Aresh explained once more who Renna was. She turned to us, saying, "You can go enjoy yourselves; he'll forget all about it."

"You're fine here?"

Aresh nodded. "For me, new year is a temple kind of thing. Like for him. Really."

We nodded, and left as Bold asked Aresh "Am I supposed to know you?" for the fifth time.

We joined the stream exiting the temple, flowing into the crowd outside. Cheers were rolling around, and streamers flying. New-year headdresses being put on, and old-year headdresses trampled underfoot.

Renna put her hands on my shoulders and began dancing. I smirked, as her dance was a naga dance - the rainanunga - an energetic, showy dance, and in her raccoon body it seemed she couldn't really do it justice. It was just as well, though - in that crowd, a tail was likely to be stepped on.

We bumped against other dancers often enough and hard enough it was unpleasant, so we moved to the nearest vacant place - near the center of the square, among the seats around the fountain. She started the dance again, and I shifted naga and did my part properly in the gradually complexifying dance. Dip-dip, then add a sway, then the single coil and uncoil, then the pull and push... into maneuvers I don't even have words for.

Around us, the people had recognized it and were clicking and clapping and singing along, and some laughing. Within a minute we were one of the events of the party, people draped all over the fountain to see a raccoon expertly dancing the rainanunga as well as could be expected with a tail only a quarter as long, and legs. I couldn't quite see what she was doing with that tail at first, but when she turned about I saw she had it jammed into the ground with a curl, as if her weight were on it.

I thought ahead - did the dance call for anything that would be simply impossible for her? No, though I would need to support her more than usual at times. But mainly I was focused on the moment. This was so very Renna. It seemed (though on calmer reflection this is doubtful) that if I had never known she was in this body - if I had never known she was in a different body than the one she was born in - I would still have recognized her, by the flick of her wrist, by the toss of her head, by the wave sliding down her body, back up. By the way she placed one wrist on the other, just so.

I could barely wait until the dance was over to hug her as tightly as I could. - "Ow!" - I released her, and we sat on the side of the fountain to rest. A white fox-lady, about 1:2, sat on the other side of Renna.

"Hi, Lily.", Renna said.

"Ah, so it is you. I suspected, what with Famir. I heard." The name was unfamiliar, but I began to recognize her as someone I'd seen before, somewhere. She clearly recognized me.

"Yup."

"So, are you well?"

"Aside from losing my birth body, very."

"Yeah, I have the hardest time keeping track of mine..." She looked aside. I glanced at Renna, wondering whether that was a joke, or she misheard what Renna had said, or what. "Anyway, nice dancing."

"Thank you. And you? Say, what are you even doing now?"

Lily sighed. "I'm okay. Stayed on the vinyard. Help out a bit at the temple."

"Really? uh..." Renna paused and I looked more carefully - Lily was staring down intently.

We followed her gaze, to a pair of snake tail tips that were entwined between her and Renna. Tightly entwined.

In fact, they were having sex.

Lily said, "That's... different."

Renna nodded. "Yeah. Is this that kind of party? I never really stayed up this late before."

"Not right here in the square - not that I'd noticed before, anyway. I actually meant... that thing was kind of... cactus-y. Did you... do you..."

Renna coughed into her hand. "Tried once, hurt, stopped." Based on that, it occurred to me that Lily had to be somewhat closer a friend than I had thought, or she was unusually open.

The observation having been made, they went on to talk about a variety of things, and I zoned out, just leaning on Renna's shoulder. I had been awake for a rather long time, walked many miles, and danced energetically. It was time for me to go to sleep, and sleep I did.

When I woke, I was alone on the bench. Someone was prodding me gently, and I shook my head. Pushing up, I found myself face-to-face with a naga, middle-aged man. Watch uniform.

"'scuse me, son, but party's over. Time to go home."

A bit alarmed, I looked around. "Umm. Well, my wife left me here, so if it's all right, I think I'll stay a bit longer." It was more of a statement than a question, but I raised an eyebrow afterward to sort of retroactively rephrase it.

He shrugged. "Well, looks like someone was messing about in your pouch."

I looked down, and my belt pouch was indeed open. "Hmm. Well, she could have taken my money to prevent someone else taking it. If not, well... it wasn't much."

The watchman shrugged and moved on - I was not the only one lying about.

Waiting, I thought back. My failure to tell her what had happened with the sorcerors Prot and Ezi was extremely annoying. I had to tell someone, but I couldn't. But... could I write it? I pulled out a pencil and paper. No, I couldn't. The pencil hovered. But... I could make up a code that only I knew, and write it in that. That would still help with the feeling I needed to get it out. I would have put it out there, on something.

I picked a simple substitution cipher and wrote,

"Aresh and I met two sorcerors today - Ezi and Prot (a polymorph) - while climbing up from Getta. They asked us to return soon and answer some questions, in return for help getting here sooner. To our surprise and dismay, we were also enchanted not to be able to talk about it, which is very annoying."

I looked at it. A weight felt like it was off my chest. I reread it to make sure it hadn't come out garbled as part of the enchantment. As far as I could tell, it was clean.

And it occurred to me, this code was simple enough that Renna could probably decode it. My heart raced. I could beat this stupid curse!

What could I add to the message? Nothing. Now that I was intending to communicate, I could add no more. The enchantment made no effort to induce me to destroy the message, thankfully. While I was testing the limits, I heard Renna call out to me. I stood and saw her jogging over across the square, her light shining.

I held the message toward her, and she ignored it, hugging me. "So, you woke up. Good! Just in time for my stretching exercises."

I'd gotten used to her new raccoon body pretty well, but we still hadn't been able to have sex properly since she was so very tight. So we were making do with hands for the time being - and this was our new euphemism for it.

"I'd love to - but would you read this first?"

"Sure... oh... Famir. Crypto? Seriously? If it's a random reassignment this could take a while."

"Renna, it's..." I'm not sure whether it was the enchantment, but I halted. I patted her hand as we started walking. "Just, don't lose it."

"Okay." She stuffed it down her shirt, and handed me my purse, which I accepted with some relief. "So, in case you're wondering why I felt like jumping straight to the exercises... remember that boat ride we missed all those years ago?"

"Umm."

"The night before we got engaged."

"Well, we made the boat..." This was not one of our happiest memories, as we'd had a screaming argument and she'd left me standing on the dock. And yet, the next time I saw her, the next morning, she apologized and said she would be very happy to marry me.

"Okay, but we didn't take the ride. Anyway, tonight it's hosting what they call a 'showoff' - basically an orgy where you only touch your date. It was kind of hot."

"Who did you go with?" I asked, smirking.

"Ha. Ha. Just looking..."

We came to her parents' house. Samik was sitting on the yard wall, talking with a neighbor. He saw us and asked, "So, what's the wish?"

I came to the wall and sprung up to tell both. "Some girl over in Periten asked not to destroy the world, and also everyone gets a really nice toy. Apparently, you get it like... this." And I put my hand out, and wished for it, and it was there.

It was a large knot of something rubbery, but slippery. I tossed it to Samik. "Take a look?"

Samik snatched at it, and frowned as he did not find it in his hand. After a moment he dropped to the ground, landing in a coil. "Great. Already lost it." He produced a light, and it was nowhere to be seen. He shifted snake to get a closer look.

Renna said, "Don't worry about it! We're going in."

"Could be on my side." said the neighbor. -- "No, pretty sure it's on ours." said Samik.

She pulled me, telling them, "Really! We'll find it in the morning."

I slithered down off the wall and followed her to the cellar, where we'd be staying. It was dry and not too cool. We fixed our lights to the ceiling, and Renna set the bolt.

She sat in front of me and I unfastened her dress. Released from it, she lay down on the mat, face down. I coiled up across her legs, with her bushy striped tail pointing up my chest. Gently reaching out, I slowly began massaging her head. I had rested enough I wasn't in danger of falling asleep, I had time. I moved down to her shoulders, arms, back, and shifted about, not settling for long in any one place. Tension flees, and it must be chased.

Her gray fur came out on my hands as she shed - I'd have to wash that off before coming to the final stage. And finally that stage came, as she signalled by spreading her legs. She was fully relaxed. I washed my right hand thoroughly, and quasi-sidewinded back to give myself room to work.

I set my palm across her vulva, my middle fingertip grazing her prepuce. I stroked the whole area gently as I continued with my left hand to stroke her back. Gradually intensifying the pressure, I teased the prepuce back, not quite exposing her clitoris. I couldn't go too fast - this form was very ticklish, and would sieze up at the slightest provocation.

Bending my middle finger, I circled her vagina - so narrow. I slipped in just a half knuckle - and retreated, as she had begun to tense. "Sorry", we said simultaneously.

To reset, I resumed the general vulva massage. After a minute, I circled again, ten times instead of just five. This time when I went a half, then a full knuckle in, there was no trouble. The second knuckle was trivial. I was in place.

"So. Do you want actual stretching exercises, or just come?"

She was silent, considering. "A bit."

So I pressed that finger to the various sides, and, momentarily, started bringing in a second finger. Once two were in, I spread them in various directions and ways.

After only a minute of that, she shifted, and turned onto her back. I took that as the signal to switch to pleasure, as it gave me good access to her G-spot. So I lay down alongside her and we kissed. "Famir, while we're doing hands, want to try the hemipenes?"

"Sure, I guess." I swung my tail up, and found that I was excited enough that popping one was easy - the right one everted out of its little pocket, spikes bulging. Renna took the tail in her paws and stroked it various ways. For my part, I continued what I was doing with my hand, and nuzzed her ear and neck.

Then she licked my hemipene, gingerly, right in the middle where it wasn't spiky. Wow. I had been missing something. She began putting the intensity she was feeling into the actions she was taking, and it seemed like only moments before we, experiencing the runaway feedback, came resoundingly.

We lay, temporarily boneless.

"Ow. My lib." Renna laughed. "I'm bleeding. Didn't notice." The thought of hurting her made me shrink right down, hemipene retracting. "Aww, it's nothing. Don't worry."

And we went to sleep.