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Munie has been in a stupor since she shared her bath with Xasandra and Tik Tik. In fact, her whole life had been a blur ever since the punch bowl fell over her head, drenching her in… something. She remembers fragments as the goddess held her close, letting her drink from her bounty. That helped to clear her up, just a little bit. But even with her aid, she still feels a tingling in her stomach. As she dresses back up in her maid's outfit, she remembers him, the other Munie. He had been so afraid when he found out who she was, but the thought of being fucked by her past self… has anyone had that chance before?

Munie heads down the hall, hand-in-hand with Squeaks, nuzzling up against the mouse as they head off toward the baths and a chance to get cleaned up after their tumble in the laundry. When the two small partiers push the door open, they find a bath house, damaged from a battle, with the remains of egg shells strewn about and a bunch of people gawking over Trealicia.

Squeaks claps her hands to her cheeks and gasps. “Is… is that a dragon egg!? These parts are so rare!"

Zuzu glances over to the smaller alchemist, leaving Munie all alone, his lover off to other pursuits.

A cough from behind makes him turn around, and he stands in disbelief at what he sees. “M… Munie?" he asks.

She smiles, sheepishly. “Hey, Munie. Having fun? It looks like it."

He coughs, straightening out his dress. “Well, I…

“Munie… come to me."

Both Munies pause, looking around for the source of the voice. The female points out the door and nods, and the two scurry on off, away from the prying eyes of the rest of the partygoers.

Out in the hall, a door opens up, and the two kobolds poke their head inside.

The chamber beyond is much too familiar to the female Munie, who waddles on in and bows before the hooded figure. “Mistress! I'm so sorry. I was drugged by one of the guests and-"

The hooded figure crouches in the middle of the room, painting a symbol onto the ground with her finger. “Who's this?" the dark velvet voice of the Dark Queen asks. “Is this a temporal anomaly I sense?"

Munie gulps, his hands shoving in front of him to cover his shame. “I… who are you?"

“I am Estrasa," the hooded sorceress says, standing. “And I have finally found my way to this dragon's lair. Now, if you excuse me, I have a plan to enact."

“W… wait!" Munie barks. “Y-you're Estrasa? The Dark Queen!? I… I got to warn everyone about you!"

“Now, now, we can't have that. Munie, dear?"

Munie stands up, wrapping her arms around Munie, who feels the blood rushing through his body at her touch. He melts into her embrace, finding himself strangely enjoying her touch for once. After all, didn't it feel great before he knew who she is? Does it matter who she is?

He shakes his head and gawks at the hooded figure. “Are you… are you manipulating my mind?"

The sorceress chuckles, spinning around to watch the two. “Hardly. I'm merely releasing your inhibitions. What you do is your own volition. I'm melting away your shame. Is there a problem with that?"

Munie licks over Munie's neck and Munie growls, flipping around, grabbing onto her shoulders. “Munie!" He snarls, his hardon visible as it pokes at his dress. “I jerked off just thinking about you. You wanted me to fill you with your own past penis, didn't you?"

Munie smiles and her fingers curl at her dress, lifting it up, showing the glistening slit underneath.

Munie yanks the panties down from off of him, letting his dick spring free. With that, he presses his snout to hers and gives her the most intense nose rubbing she ever felt.

So taken by this action is Munie, that she falls onto her back, only to have Munie climb up on top of her, his tip rubbing against that lovely opening. He pushes into her, causing the little kobold to squeak as she's filled by what was once hers. Before she can thrash around too much, Munie's fingers lace through Munie's fingers, holding her down in a tender embrace. They stare into each other's eyes, their mouths agape, breathing heavily, yet being mostly silent as the male takes the female.

They continue their little dance, just letting the warmth of their bodies comfort each other as he pushes more and more of himself inside of herself. He fits like a glove, the two made for each other—a perfect union between past and future.

Estrasa yawns and walks around her two lovely kobolds, her arms behind her back as she watches them. Her steps are slow and calculated, with the gentle slide of bare skin over the floor. “You've been a busy girl, Munie," Estrasa says. “I can feel the energy inside you, oh yes. A lamia's poison has injected into your body, yet a goddess's touch has cured you, for the most part. Oh, the fun I could have here, the power that is hidden under this one roof. And the two of you are going to help me."

Her cloak falls off onto the two kobolds, and they squeal in surprise as they are blinded by the dark covering. Soon, Munie tears it off of his face, only to find himself, and his future self, greeted by the form of a jet black kobold with purple markings on her body. Her sensual eyes flutter as she leans forward, scratching under his chin. His eyes focus on her, even as he continues to push inside his other self. And Munie underneath watches, frowning as he sees her past self falling into the same trap she had what seems like a lifetime ago.

“M… Munie…?" She squeaks, but Estrasa climbs down, pressing her slit up against Munie's mouth. The little kobold can to nothing but respond in the way her mistress wants, and she licks at her slit. Estrasa scratches up along the male Munie's dress, her hands resting on his cheeks as she stares into his eyes. “You two will enjoy yourselves. Then… when you are done, you will show me to the powerful beings…"

Munie gulps, his hips moving on their own, but he nods.

Estrasa smiles and plants a kiss upon his mouth. As soon as she does, she disappears in a puff of black smoke, which siphons into both of the mouths of the Munies.

They both blink and shake their heads, pausing a minute to look around. “W… what was that?" Munie squeaks."

“I… I don't know." Munie says. But he shrugs, and he wraps his arms around Munie, pulling her to a somewhat sitting position as he nuzzles her snout once again, his hips pushing forward, penetrating her once more.

The Munie girl gasps, gripping onto his shoulders, clenching her teeth as she says. “M… Munie…! I'm I'm getting close. Just a bit more… j-just like that!"

He keeps up the pace, just as she instructs, and he realizes that as he does, he feels the perfect friction over his length. It seems that they are indeed made for each other after all. And as they both get closer and closer, their soft breathy gasps become louder groans that echo in unison, the twin time doppelgangers both going over the edge together. His tapered tip sliding deep into her, the head kissing upon her cervix. The length quivers, then gushes, shooting wave after wave of his potent kobold cum deep into her womb, coating inside of her, filling her, and bloating her.

They collapse onto the floor, their chests rising and falling in syncopated rhythm. Munie's hands embrace Munie's back and they nuzzle against each other. “Oh, by the gods," she gasps. “I wish we could never be apart again, Munie."

“I never… I never found myself wanting anyone else, Munie," Munie says. “I… I found that out now."

“But-But Munie," the female says, frowning. “After this night, we're going to go back. I just know the dragon won't let us be together. W-will we even remember each other?"

“O-of course we will!" he says, but he looks over his shoulder, feeling as if someone is watching, laughing at him. “R-right?"

“There's… there's got to be some way, right?"

“Y-yeah…"

“Hey!" Munie says, pushing herself up. “There's the gods. There are gods here!"

“Gods?" Munie gasps. “Y-you're right! We could convince one of them!" he says, standing up, pulling her with him.

She squeezes her hand and gives him a wide happy smile. “Surely, one of the gods here could grant us our wish!"

“Yeah! And, and you have to meet Squeaks, too! I'm sure you'll love her!"

Munie walks off hand-in-hand with Munie and giggles. “Well, shucks, if you like her so much, I'm sure I'll love her, too!"

The two kobolds go off into the hall, skipping along the way towards the deities of the party, only to be followed by the shadow of the dark queen, riding within their bodies, waiting for her time to strike.