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In the potion maker's home a door opened accompanied by rolling steam and a happy sigh coming from the feline store owner herself. Layne stepped through the mist with a short gown hugging her thighs. She walked through her home with little steps that tapped daintily against the wooden floorboards until she made her way through the small storeroom and workshop that served as a connector between the store and her cottage. With a stretch and a yawn, she moved to the window at the front to see for herself how the early morning sky looked. An idle paw moved to push back curtains so she could get a good look. Outside of her store, the sun was just now coming up and the forested sights before her were colored in a cover of early morning dark blue. Normally, she'd be still asleep by now but most of her night had been occupied by her new friend and the hound that they had called together. There had been more than just a little fun to be had between the three, so she wanted to get up early to bathe. Before bed, they had discussed that Olea would be leaving today, and though Layne would miss her, it was probably for the best. If those lupin that had been hounding her came back, then there wasn't a guarantee they wouldn't sniff Olea out, still, Layne had been thankful for the company and thankful that they had not been caught. Perhaps she should make something special for breakfast to see her friend off with a fond meal. As she turned from the window, one of her ears perked up as the sound of someone knocking at her front door. Who could be at her store at this hour?

Layne stepped to the door with a small quirk of the lips. She wasn't ready to receive company or customers as she had just freshly stepped out of the bath and had forgotten her underwear somewhere, but if the visitor had come this early then perhaps it would be important or at the very least entertaining. Slowly, she opened the door and raised a brow as she looked up at an incredibly bright sight.

Standing at her door was a smiling beaked figure with red plumage and an orange and crimson petaled flower in the comb of feathers atop of his head. Bright blue eyes looked down and seemed to rise into miniature smiles as he stepped back to bring one arm underneath his chest and give an elaborate bow that had her cheeks flustered from lack of being adjusted to such courtesy. When he stood up straight he adjusted his sleeveless robes with talon tipped digits, three per hand that slipped from beneath wings and said in an almost song-like tone, "Good day miss Luness. My name is Pelton and I am here on behalf of the court to give your home and yourself a good inspection to register you among our guild of magi. Of course, that does not mean you will be forced to join us, but rather, we will know that you are here and will offer you support in trying times should they come."

The feline, who had been staring up until now, shook her head and gave her best smile when she finally absorbed what he had said, and where he came from. Those two dogs that had been hounding Olea had said something about sending an inspector, but she didn't think that would be so soon and without warning. As if sensing some sort of discomfort, the tall avian inclined his head and shut his eyes to speak, "I apologize if this is sudden or too early in the morning. I figured I might as well stop by as quick as possible and early enough to not cut into your profits. I wouldn't want to disturb your business."

Genuine and far too charming. Layne had been taken aback by how polite the court inspector was, and by how he was treating her with such formality. She didn't necessarily hate it, but it felt far too odd to be treated so formally. After a moment, she realized that letting him in would be dangerous if he was also looking for Olea, but she didn't want to arouse any suspicion.

Clapping her paws together, she stepped back and chuckled, "I admit, I wasn't ready and I just came out of the bath, but why not take care of things quickly? Can you spend some time explaining what exactly you'll be doing? I'm not too familiar with procedures since I live out on the fringes of things."

Pelton ducked through the doorway and spoke happily, "Certainly! It isn't anything crazy. Just here to make sure no poisons or strange substances are sold without permit and a quick gauging of your abilities which won't take too long either at all." The avian paused in the middle of her store, a deep breath being drawn by the inspector before he muttered, "Why, just bathed...Miss Luness, does that mean the lovely smell in here, is you? It is such a pretty floral scent that reminds me of home."

Layne's smile was as honest as it could get, "Not at all. I only use a little oil when going out, but what you're smelling are the samples I've put about the store for my aromatic mixtures."

Pelton sighed happily, "Ah, they're heavenly. I might have to ask to purchase a few for my home. Tell me, what do they do?"

"Oh, you know, similar things to my potions. Help get it up if you're having trouble, promote fertility, ease you to sleep if you're having trouble or if you're into that with your lover and well, other things of the erotic and some non-erotic nature."

The bird's feathers ruffled for a moment and he squawked, "Oh! I didn't know that it was that type of store, goodness, not that there is anything wrong that, but I certainly didn't expect it and wasn't told of it. I...I don't know if I'd take any home now--Rather, I don't think I have any problems with that, or, well--."

At the sight of his fumbling and his ruffling, Layne couldn't help but smile until her fangs were showing and her pupils were honing in on the avian before her. Shy types, especially taller ones, brought out the worst in Layne. She loved to tease and see them squirm and get flustered. At times, she could resist the urge and remember that it was a bit mean spirited to tease too much, but currently, her better mind was distracted long enough for her fat mouth to open to begin the game.

"You don't have to have any problems with anything at all to want a little extra spice in bed Mr. Inspector. You could just want to make your significant other's experience a little bit better or even just your own."

Pelton took a breath as he tried to smooth his feathers down and compose himself, "Well, I'm single, so I suppose I wouldn't see the point in buying anything for another, but buying something for myself as well. I ah, don't know if I really need that in my life, but this visit isn't about that is it? I simply think that I should need to examine these mixtures for the purposes of making sure that nothing problematic is put in them."

Layne placed claw to chin and turned her head away with her ears folded back and her tail curled around her waist. A small smirk touched her lips as she replied, "My, if you want a free sample all you have to do is ask. Everything I make here is absolutely safe and I'd be more than glad to give a demonstration, though, I'm unsure of how to feel about being extorted in such a way."

The avian squawked, "Extortion! Why! I'd never! There is a certain line of professionalism that I must keep and I would never accept a bribe or try to press one out of an owner of an establishment. Please, I just...I just want to do my job. I don't mean any harm I really don't."

His words were fraught with a flustered tone that had her nearly giggling. When she looked to him his hands were wrung together and his feathers were in disarray all over again. While she could have continued the game, she felt like a little mercy was in order for now. Unfortunately, that was when Olea decided to step into the store.

Olea was garbed in nothing but a light cloak that she had borrowed from Layne's wardrobe. It covered her arms but it was open enough to be revealing and she had quite the languid smile as she sauntered in and called out, "What a night. I still can't believe all of that fit...Layne--" Her words paused when she saw that they had company. There she stood, a criminal, in front of an inspector, but she only cleared her throat, "Oh! I didn't realize we had company."

The fluster on the avian's cheeks was practically visible through his already red plumage. Layne was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't fly off the handle immediately and arrest Olea and his next words were a relief, "M-my, is this your lover miss Luness. I really did come at the wrong hour. I. I can come another time."

As he turned to leave, Layne reached and grabbed one of his wings gentle to keep him still while she explained without pause or a hint of tension, "No, no stay, and this isn't my lover. Simply, an assistant if you will. She helps me test things occasionally and I well, I pay her a bit. Of course, my experiments are usually worth it from a pleasure standpoint. Isn't that right Olea dear?"

Olea blinked, her purple eyes reflecting confusion before understanding dawned upon her and she nodded enthusiastically, "Yes! Yes of course. I just ah...I'm a little surprised really. I didn't expect someone to be here so early in the morning and...and you see, casual nudity is common enough."

Pelton cleared his throat, "You both needn't explain anything. I should have sent a message early on to make my presence known. Regardless, I am here to inspect the store if you'd allow me to."

Layne chuckled, her teasing nature coming again, "Well, Olea could help apply that free sample."

Pelton, to his credit, didn't react as much as last time and instead shifted a bit before shaking his head, "T-that won't be necessary."

Olea, on the other hand, was giving her a dirty look to which Layne could only giggle at, "Come on Olea, let's leave the man to his business."

Both felines stepped behind the counter, leaving their feathered friend to move about the shelves to look over the various potions and creations. Olea's paws were squeezing Layne's wrists and she was leaning in close to whisper, "Do you think he knows?"

Layne smiled, her eyes never leaving the tall bird as she whispered right back, "Not at all...He's too much of a straight shooter. If he knew, he'd probably make a big deal about it and try and apprehend you right now. But here he is looking about the store and doing his job like a good boy." She then turned to Olea and questioned with a bit of a louder tone, "He's a cute one though isn't he? Have you noticed the way his feather's get when he gets embarrassed."

Olea blinked and looked to the avian before back to Layne, "I...I don't know? I was more concerned about what he is rather than how cute he is."

Layne then pressed on, "I mean, he's far too polite. Two girls, one near nude and the other one not wearing underwear in a tiny gown and he does not a thing and makes no comment on it. I mean, especially with you around."

Layne flicked the cloak open with a passing of her paw and Olea squeaked and tried to keep herself somewhat decent now that they had a guest among them, "W-wait! Layne, please, I don't know if flashing our guest is the best idea."

Layne felt warmth growing through her body, that devilish nature taking hold of her as she gripped Olea's wrists and pulled them apart so the cloak was open and her body was exposed, her mouth moving to kiss against Olea's neck, "Oh...Don't tell me you're shy now too?"

Olea trembled, her ears drawn back, her tail curled around one of her legs as she squirmed in Layne's hold, "Of course I am, there is a stranger here."

Layne dragged her down the nervous feline's chest, Olea gasping in response and shivering as Layne brought her tongue back up to the throat where she bit down ever so gently and brought herself closer to drag her hardening cock that was poking beneath her gown against Olea's thighs. She then began to kiss and bite up to the feline's ear where she purred, "Come on...Spread yourself for me. That big hound got all the attention last night and I never got my own paws on you."

Olea shuddered and what struggling she had been doing ceased with a whimper, "But he can see us."

The potion maker only chuckled at this. She let go of one of Olea's wrists to bring a paw between them to grip her cock and gently press it against the nervous feline mound which was already warm with arousal. She edged the tip close to the entrance and her other paw moved to grip Olea's rear to urge her to get up on tiptoes so Layne could get herself under and inside of that sweet cunt. Of course, she could wait, but what fun was that? There was something exciting about their guest inevitably turning at the right moment to see them grasping at one another and moaning. The thought brought her hips to moving by themselves while her fangs clamped down on the other's ear ever so softly. Slowly, gently, she began to press inside of Olea who despite being shy, lifted and spread herself just for Layne to get inside. What an obedient kitty.

Layne made sure to purr and kiss the kitty's ear to whisper, "What a good girl. Letting me use you like this right in front of the big mean inspector. Now...Moan for me."

Olea seemed to try her best to hold her breath and keep her noises to herself, but with one single thrust the potion maker brought at least half of her barbed shaft inside of the purple eyes feline which parted those sweet lips where moans began to slip through, short and squeaky.

It wasn't long before their avian guest took notice of their loving play. His eyes were wide and he nearly dropped what he had been holding. Pelton fumbled with the vial full of pink glowing liquid while he watched the owner of the store press her cock inside of the assistant. Layne was moving her hips in short little bursts to thrust and push towards and against the gray-furred feline. The assistant was moaning and her eyes were shut tight as she looked away as if she were ashamed of their actions, but the potion maker's look was anything but ashamed. Her blue eyes were half-lidded and her paws were holding tight to the shy assistant's body to keep her in place while she bit and toyed with her neck. It was a sight that had Pelton gawking with a bulge pressing at the bottom of his robes that made him feel self-conscious. He shouldn't be watching. He should be letting them get on with their fun and just doing what he came here to do, but his eyes continued to drift to their lusty actions, his gaze trailing to the potion maker's rear and the curve of her hips and again his cock throbbed against his robes. Professional, he had to remain professional.

As he tried to turn his beak back to business, he heard the potion maker call him, "Dear Pelton...If you'd like, you could always join us...or at the very least come a little closer to watch properly with your cock out and everything."

Even Layne was a bit surprised at how much heat was behind those words. The avian inspector was still holding onto vial he had meant to check the contents of, but rather than do his job he set the vial back down on the shelf and moved to where Layne and Olea were having their fun. Layne smirked when she saw him undo the sash around his robe and part to reveal his sizable cock. She watched as he began to stroke it, watched as he eyed her rear which caused her to double her efforts inside of Olea. With a purr she offered, "Grab, the blue bottle closest to the front counter...Lube...If you'd like a visit behind me."

She wasn't sure what to expect from the bird she had thought was all business, but she watched with a sideways glance while pounding into Olea's cunt, watched as he retrieved the bottle and made his way behind her. He started to grope her rear and grind his cock against her back as she continued to thrust again and again inside of Olea. He knew that he'd have to wait until she was done, so Layne took her time in thrusting in the pretty kitty in front of her, purring as she felt Pelton lube up his digits and press them in her rear to prepare her, and she giggled as she felt his cock throbbing against her. She would have thought it would have been much harder to convince him to join in on the fun, but here he was waiting his turn dutifully.

Excited by her guest at her back eager to have his turn, she spurred herself into a quick rhythm of thrusting and out of her friend, her body growing warmer as she could feel his cock throbbing against her, his digits spreading to stretch her properly while she continued fucking her friend. Olea herself was moaning and clinging onto Layne for dear life, shuddering her orgasm hit her from either the intensity of the situation or from the constant grinding of Layne's shaft against her inner walls. It wasn't long before the potion maker felt her cock start throbbing hard, warm stickiness spreading inside of the other as her climax began with her twitching cock releasing thick ropes of her seed inside of Olea.

Olea gasped in response and shuddered, purring as she felt that warmth spreading inside of her. For a moment, the two felines shared a deep kiss, tongues flicking together before they parted gently. Feeling rather satisfied after having just had her fun, she forgot that there was a bird behind her waiting for his turn. She was soon reminded as she was plucked up into the air and set onto her front desk with her legs spread wide. She blinked as she looked down between them and saw a massive cock pressing against her rear. Before she could protest or give her permission or anything at all, the avian thrust every inch of his cock inside of her.

Layne gasped aloud and clawed at the counter, wincing as she felt his cock bury itself deep against her inner walls. If it weren't for that lube then he might have torn her apart, but instead, she only felt a bit of pain. When she motioned to make complaint of his treatment of her rear, Olea was there to hold her mouth shut with smirking lips. Layne gasped against the other's lips and let a low hiss as the avian grabbed tight onto her ankles to start slamming inside of her like mad. His calm and businesslike demeanor had all but faded away. His eyes were shut tight and his feathers were puffed out as he held onto her and yanked her close every time he thrust inside of her. Layne continued to gasp and moan and hiss as she adjusted to the force of the avian inside of her while squirming. Her back arched wide as he ravaged her insides and she let out an embarrassing squeak as Olea brought her mouth away from Layne's to let the potion maker make some noise. It wasn't long before her insides were suddenly being flooded with a torrential amount of hot seed that felt as if the avian were actually trying to impregnate her. When he finished, he pulled out of her slowly and sighed.

With all three satisfied, they went about cleaning up and getting themselves back together quietly. The avian, who seemed stunned, said not a single thing as he moved about the store looking at her bottles up and down. He didn't touch a thing, didn't even ask her a question just looked at them before clearing his throat, "Right...I'll uh. I'll give this place a pass. I...I'm sorry for my intrusion and rudeness."

He waddled towards the door and Layne couldn't help but giggle behind the front counter, "Come again! You're always welcome friend."

Pelton jolted at that and waved before turning to walk away faster. When he was gone, Layne and Olea gave each other a look and Olea snorted, "Guess he felt guilty. Either way, I should be heading out soon after I uh, get dressed properly for the road."

Layne gripped Olea's wrists gently and tugged her in for a tight embrace, "Oh I'll miss you. It has been wonderful having company here."

Olea smiled a bit and returned the embrace, "I'll send you messages as I can and I'll even visit if I can."

Layne gave her one last squeeze before stepping back. She would not let her friend leave empty pawed and so she said with a big smile, "Let's get you ready to go! I have plenty to put in your bags to make sure you and your hound are well off on your way back to your home."

With that said, the potion maker and her friend retreated back into the cottage to prepare for Olea's departure.