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"Oh come on damn you, WORK!"

Emily bites her lip, staring at her latest contraption in the light of a dozen candles. The action was smooth enough but she clearly needed a stronger spring to get the required force out of it. She jumped up from her workbench and dug through one of many open boxes and crates filled with parts and materials that filled much of the small, darkened room. Snatching a long section of coiled steel, she snipped it to size with a quick-eyed judgment. "There. Try again."

She slipped the new part into place with some fine pliers, pulled back the hammer and watched it strike the steel plate with sudden force. A small shower of sparks burst from the flint inside the hammer as it struck, accompanied with a satisfied grunt from the fox. "Better! Now just to mount it to a musket and I have my ticket to patronage!"

She looked over onto a poster taped to her wall, announcing auditions for a court Engineer. Lord Alexander was head over heels for anything with a military application, she knew that much from overhearing her wealthier customers talk about the ruling family. A better mechanism to fire a weapon than holding a match to it and hoping it doesn't blow up in your face, that should pique the interest of the lords of Drakon. A city-state needs a strong army after all! She'd do anything to get lifted up from the lower city, you can only sell so many shears, hinges and other daily tools without getting bored out of your mind! Even when the bigger clients from the merchant families hired her it was usually for something mundane, the big work got pushed to much better known Craftsmen. No, Emily Ashcroft was destined for greater things!

At the sound of her shop bell, she sprung up and covered her workbench with a filthy linen cloth. No good letting the competition know what she was up to. "Oi lady Emily, you around?" The 'lady' part of that sentence was spoken with a tone of mockery, the fox rolled her eyes and wiped her hands on her apron. Emily grew up in an orphanage and got an education from the nuns there. Apparently that made her too posh.

"Right here Tin Lizzie, what do you want?" Emily's reply was curt and annoyed. The last thing she wanted was a time-wasting chat with the boisterous Lizard girl. I mean yes, the woman was very pleasant to look at but she had work to do! 'Tin' Lizzie got her nickname from her obsession with metal-craft, a tinkerer ever since she was a child. Also she's a lizard called Lizzie, that's her parent's fault. Even Emma had to admit she was very good at her job though.

Lizzie bore a massive grin, as usual, her practical clothing decorated with strips of brightly coloured cloth. A belt of tools around her waist quite similar to those Emily used. Emma could not help but stare at her chest for a split second. Did she always have to wear her shirts this tight? "Hey there luv, was wondering if you had some fine wire around the place. I ran out. Need to make something in a bit of a hurry" She looked around with her hands on her hips, eying up the shelves behind Emma.

Emily nodded, keeping her face as neutral as possible. No staring at customersEmily. "Sure I have some, what do you need it for?"

"Oh just some delicate connections, making something for the auditions you see. Gotta be some of my best work!" The lizard grinned a touch more widely and looked Emily in the eye, pleased to see an expression of surprise on her face. "What? You don't think your ladyship's the only one that can impress the court, right? I'm planning to get in good with those rich snobs. Life o' luxury for me!"

Emily stared at her newly confirmed rival for a minute, it's true that she was a pretty good craftswoman. Maybe good enough to be a threat? Most of the work she'd seen was pretty darn competent, but nothing stood out as inventive or impressive to her. "I had no idea you ever wanted to be associated with those 'snobs'! What sort of thing are ya making Lizz?"

"Like I'd tell you! Way I see it we're the only two real contenders. There's a few blokes from the upper town that'll try their hand, but their work aint near as solid or precise as ours. Sure, they use a lotta gilding and fancy stones, but that's not going to impress a man like Lord Alexander when it comes down to it! He knows what's really valuable!"

The fox furrowed her brow slightly, having come to the same conclusions herself. "I think I'm fresh out of wire Lizzie, sorry. Try the hardware guy down the street. See you at the auditions." She crossed her arms and nodded out to the street. Not about to supply the enemy!

Lizzie smirked and tilted her head. "You're cute when you're mad, you know that?" Emma let out an annoyed grunt. "Hey I get it, you want the best chance. I'll find what I need elsewhere cutie." Her rival gave her a wink and walked out the door with a confident stride. "See you in court, babe!"

Emily tossed and turned in her bed. The summer heat had made it hard enough to sleep and now she couldn't stop thinking about the smug look on Tin Lizzie's face. She threw her sheets off the bed in frustration, letting her skin cool off in the air as she lay on her back. I cannot let that damn lizard beat me!

"Right then, nothing else for it..." The fox girl jumped up and hastily threw on some clothes and her boots. Grabbing a small bag of tools before she headed outside into the night. If she couldn't stop thinking about it, she was going to do something about it. Even if that meant she had to step on someone else to get where she wanted to be. Moving carefully though the dark alleys, lest she alert the resident criminal element, she made her way to Lizzie's workshop.

Leaning into a shadowy corner from across the street, she studied the building for several minutes. Everything seemed perfectly still and lifeless, must have gone to sleep by now. Emily trotted over carefully, freezing as her boots thumped onto the wooden flooring outside the workshop. "Alright Em, better safe than sorry." She slipped out of her boots and proceeded on bare feet. Her soft pads muffling her footsteps as she crept up to a window. Sand and grit immediately got between her toes, small price to pay to avoid getting noticed. She glanced inside, the window sporting a latch on the inside to keep it closed, nothing a little hook can't fix. She reached into her toolbag and used a length of stiff wire to do the job, slowly lifting the window and slipping inside. I'm in!

Creeping through the workshop floor, she was never quite so happy to have been born a fox instead of say, a horse or anything else with hooves. Except for the odd creaky plank, she was completely silent as she went through the shop. Her eyes perfectly capable of seeing in this level of light, she searched high and low for anything that looked important or interesting. Clearly however, Lizzie did not keep her audition project here. Time to go in the back.

The door leading to the back of the shop was locked, it was an old fashioned one though.Child's play. Turning it over with a louder-than-she-liked click, Em crept inside. She'd never seen this part of Lizzie's shop, there was a corridor with 4 different doors, two on either side. Creeping to the first, it was unlocked and swung open easily. Emily froze and suppressed a grunt, looking right at the sleeping proprietor lying naked on her bed. The fox girl smirked and took in the sights. Wow, she's smoking! She backed off slowly, her straining nerves pushing her on. As good a view as that is, let's move Em!

The next door looked more promising. It had a modern double action lever-tumbler lock, had to be more precise with this one. Emily took out her tools and got to work, taking a few minutes and a broken tool to make the lock clack open with uncomfortable volume. I am seriously out of practice with these.

Not hearing any movement from the bedroom, she pressed on and came into a small work area. And right in the middle, there was what must be her project. It was a clock! A really, very small one. Tiny enough to fit in a pocket! The mechanism door was open, showing an intricate arrangement of brass pieces. Emily took a minute to admire the craftsmanship, Lizzie wasn't kidding when she said this would be valuable. Just the sort of thing a wealthy middle class merchant would spend his earnings on.

It was far too impressive.

Emily felt her heart thumping in her chest as she considered what she was doing. Sabotage, crushing the hopes of her rivals to make sure she got in? Did she really want to do this? Why was she even here otherwise? She bit her lip and shook her head..."Bloody hell..." She sighed and backed off. Let the best woman win, Lizzie...

With a sense of guilt and full of worries, she returned home under cover of darkness.

The next day, yawning and bleary-eyed, Emily tended her shop. The mechanism for her audition was ready, a quick test fire showed it worked reliably enough. All things considered, she was confident enough in her idea to go up against Lizzie's feat of miniaturization. She was certainly glad she didn't smash the thing.

With a clang of the bell, the door to her shop opened. Emma sprang up straight, nearly dozing off, to see who it was. Oh god no, not her again.

"Hey there lady Emily, how are things?" The lizard approached her confidently in the same colourful outfit she wore yesterday. "You look absolutely exhausted! Up all night were you?" The glint in her eyes had the fox worried.

"E-ehm, yeah. Working on my project, trying to get it done in time." Emily felt her cheeks flush, good thing she had fur to cover it. "Knackered myself out a bit."

"Riiight, I'm amazed you had so much time to work after snooping through my things! Must 'ave been a really long night for you." Lizzie smirked and crossed her arms as she uttered the accusation. Emily's jaw dropped, unable to think of a reply or even bring up the wherewithal to deny it. "Now don't look so surprised, it stinks of fox in my room and you left the door to the workshop unlocked. If you wanted to see me naked you could have just asked you know! "

Emily cast her eyes down, her cheeks burning up with shame and her heart racing. "I-I don't know what to say."

Lizzie grinned and shrugged "Nothing more to say really, we both know why you came. Scope out the competition right? Well now you saw mine, how bout you show me yours?" She walked around the counter and stared down at the smaller fox. "And I don't mean your work." She said, reaching for the fox's breast and squeezing it through her shirt.

Emily stepped back until she felt the counter bump into her lower back. "WOW, hang on now!" The fox looked up, eyes wide in surprise. "You can't be serious?!"

"No, I mean it. I don't care what you're doing for the auditions, but you got to see me in the nude. So I wanna even the score a little. Besides, every time I see you I catch you looking at my chest, so I know you swing my way. Figured you can pay for your crime with a little 'community service'. " The lizard leaned in a little and ran a finger down Emma's cheek. "So whaddaya say? No hard feelings if you're not interested."

Emily felt the other woman's warm breath on her face, the surprising offer taking the power of speech from her for a moment." I- ehm..." She tilted her head and chuckled. This she could handle. "I guess I better close the shop for a bit..." Lizzie's eyes brightened and she stepped back a bit. "You go do that."

Emily locked the door at put out a closed sign, drawing a curtain over the windows. By the time she turned around her unexpected partner had stripped her shirt and was sitting on the counter. Her toolbelt dropped to the ground with a thump. Her confident posture showed off her well proportioned breasts and slender waist. In this light, her delicate scales seemed to glimmer. Feeling more confident, the fox girl smirked and walked up while she pulled her own loose-fitting shirt over her head. She stopped just in front of Lizzie, letting her have the look she wanted. Her own breast were slightly smaller, her nipples pointing up a little. "Do you like them?"

"Oh very nice my lady. Dainty and perfect, just like you." A scaly hand pulled Emma in between Lizzie's legs, their lips touching for a short and tender kiss. Lizzie smiled and nuzzled at the fox's neck, kissing her there as well. "Mrrr, why don't you get these pants off me huh?"

Emily reached down and unbuttoned them, with a little help from the lizard she stripped her bare. She did the same to herself, tossing the fabric aside with her shirt. Soon the two naked lovers were entwined again, Lizzie using her legs to pin the fox girl close to her as they explored each others bodies. Their kisses became increasingly hungry, tongues dancing as they drove each other on. Emily dropped her hand between them, pressing against her partner's warm slit. "I am so glad I broke into your place..."

Lizzie grinned and released her legs' grip on the girl. "How bout you show me how sorry you are about that huh? With your tongue." The lizard girl reached up and pushed the fox's head down between her legs, leaning back onto the counter for comfort but still looking down at her.

Emma grunted her approval and leaned in close, letting her tongue gently brush across the narrow slit first. She tasted different from other foxes, not bad at all. Looking up to see her lover's reaction, she used her fingers to spread her lips gently and flick her tongue over the soft flesh inside. She soon learned what parts were the most sensitive and focused on those. "Oh, you like it when I go there huh? How bout...this?" She probed her tongue in deep, feeling the reptile girl's juices run down her chin.

Lizzie moaned softly, holding the smaller girl's head as she worked. "Oh you have done this before! Not complaining, keep going..." She rested her back flat on the counter now, her hips rolling as the skilled vixen brought her pleasure. The fox girl smirked and added a finger to the mix, probing the lizard's delicate depth with her well trimmed digit. If the sudden bucking of her hips was any sign, Lizzie welcomed this addition. It didn't take too much long to have the scaly girl writhing on the counter, each time she got used to a rhythm or sensation Emily changed her approach.

Her moans grew louder and her breath more ragged until ,finally, she felt her tense up and go over that peak. Emily finished off with a long lick and stood up with a grin. "So? Good enough to call it even?"

Lizzie panted a bit and sat up straight, a giant confident smirk on her face once more. "Oh my god, foxes are now my favourite thing ever!" She chuckled and kissed her fox lover once more, gently playing with her tongue. Emma pulled back slowly and tilted her head. "So, my turn now?"

Lizzie chuckled "Don't worry, I'm not a monster. But I DO want to get something first. Hang on." The lizard trotted over to her toolbelt, bending over to grab something from the biggest pouch. Emma leaned against the counter and enjoyed the view. As the larger girl turned, Emily's jaw dropped a little. "Do you just CARRY that around with you all the time?"

Lizzie chuckled and shook her head, cinching a decently large rubber strap on to herself. "I just came prepared is all, was hoping I could fuck you. Looks like I was right!" She moved close again, the fox grabbing the fake cock and giving it a tug. "On your back hun, I wanna look at you while I plow that pussy."

Emily bit her lip and did as she was told, lying down on the same counter Lizzie was on. The larger girl immediately grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer, that thick rubber dick running against her slit, the fox's lips already slick with arousal. "Good thing you get off on tasting pussy, you'll need to be good and wet for this." Emma moaned and grabbed her breast, playing with her sensitive nipples as the lizard teased her. "Just FUCK me already!"

Lizzie grinned and pulled back, resting the tip of her strap on against Emma's entrance. "Yes, my lady!" With one smooth stroke, she pushed it inside and spread the fox girl's lips wide. "There you go, take that dick. Lemme hear how much you like that." Lizzie leaned in and put two fingers into Emily's mouth.

Emma moaned loudly, happy to please the person in charge of the dick. Her tongue wrapped around those fingers in her mouth, the gesture surprisingly arousing to her. As her partner started rocking her hips, Emily tried to match her movements. The lizard soon stepped up the pace, holding down her lithe frame as her thrusts get harder and harder, shaking the smaller girl back and forth. Every push fills her completely, before pulling almost all the way out.

"There you go little foxie...you like that cock?" Lizzie pulled her fingers out and groped Emma's tits roughly, squeezing them then pinching the nipples. "Come on, tell me you love it, I want to hear you say it." Emily moaned and arched her back. "OH FUCK....yes, I love it! I love it hard, please keep fucking me!" The fox girl's breath got more and more shallow, ragged as her climax fast approached. Her nails dig into the wood of the counter, hips bucking in time with those rough thrusts. "I'm gonna cum! Don't stop." Lizzie grinned and kept that speed, relentlessly driving her fake dick into the fox girl even as she tipped over the edge, fucking her all throughout and adding to her pleasure.

Finally she broke the pace, letting Emily catch her breath as the strap on gets drawn out. Lizzie stood there with her hands on her hips, looking at the spent girl. "NOW we're even!"