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"And for the final ingredient..." Narissa threw a dash of blueish powder into her pot and sloshed it together with a large ladle. The concoction within--a formerly chunky, thick mess of uncertain colors and intangible shapes--blended into a smooth, sky-blue slime. The leopardess ladled some up and poured it back into the pot. It dripped from the ladle with a mucous texture--something similar to her feminine fluid, but a touch more viscous. She stuck her tongue out to sample the mix, but then withdrew.

"Oopsie. I almost forgot what you were for." She turned off the heat on the stove and set the pot directly on a metal rack in the freezer. "Okay. Five minutes in there--" she set a timer on the microwave "--and I should be able to mix you up into a good...no--" she winked at her reflection in the stainless steel freezer door "--a perfect package." This was going to be the most fun she'd had in a while.

While she waited for the brew to take, she cleaned her kitchen of silly little ingredients like shed skin of cobra and tears of doe, which she locked up in her sorceress trunk under the sink. The timer dinged and she hurried to the freezer and removed the pot, which she sat on the kitchen island and stirred.

The mixture sparkled and glowed. It was complete. Now Narissa had another problem: how on earth was she meant to get Dominic to ingest it? He wasn't a fan of sweets, so she couldn't claim it was candy or add it to a dessert. If she mixed it into a drink, the suspension would glow and nobody in their right mind would drink something like that.

Narissa hummed and fetched a black mug from her shelf. If Dominic didn't see the concoction before he drank it, it didn't matter what it looked like.

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Narissa waited another two hours for Dominic to come home. She watched him from around a corner and waited until he'd closed and locked the front door behind him and started to head for the bathroom. Like a true stealth predator, she crept up on him without a sound and then pounced on him and covered his eyes with both her hands.

"What the--Narissa!"

Dominic was a large bull terrier--a third taller than her and twice as wide from solid muscle. She wrapped her legs around his waist to maintain the proper height to blindfold him.

"I was juicing again today!" she chirruped. "If you can guess what kind of juice I made, I'll give you a very special treat."

Dominic's ears perked. "Can I do one of those things you only let me do on special occasions?"

"Sure," she purred. "But no peeking."

"Okay, okay. No peeking."

She slid off his back and he turned to face her, eyes closed and hand outstretched. "Okay. Lead the way."

She took his hand and skipped into the kitchen with Dominic in tow. Narissa set his hand on the island so he could get his bearings and picked up the black mug. A sweet scent wafted off of it.

"Okay. Here you go." She put the mug in his hand and he sniffed it.

"What is this? Is it blueberry?"

"Nope." Narissa climbed on the island and sat on its edge with her footpaws dangling off. "Try a sip."

Dominic's nose twitched. He brought the mug to his lips and took the smallest sip imaginable. When he brought the mug away from his mouth, some of the brew sparkled on his upper lip.

"What is--it's slimy." He licked the brew off his lip and winced. "Can I have just a little pe--"

Narissa leapt forward and covered his eyes. "Nonono! No peeking! You've gotta keep guessing if you want that very special treat."

His brow wrinkled against her palm. "Okay..."

He took another sip. "You sure it's not blueberry?"

"Not blueberry! Try some more."

He sipped the brew. "Is it more than one fruit? Were they frozen? Is that why it's so slimy and cold?"

"It's more than one," Narissa sang. "Go on. Try a little more. You get three more guesses."

Dominic took a larger drink, held it in his mouth, and swished it around. The brew was beginning to take effect. Dominic's cheeks glowed blue, and when he swallowed, the color lit his throat on the way down. "Is one of them mango?"

"Nope nope. Try some more."

"Well what the hell?" He tilted the cup for another drink.

This time, Narissa took one hand off Dominic's eyes and put her fingers under the mug, which she tilted up toward Dominic's mouth. He tried to pull the mug away, but she held firm and all but poured the remainder of the brew down his throat.

"'Rissa," he coughed, "what the hell? How am I supposed to try to taste it when you--" He paused and dropped the mug on the countertop. It clattered for a second and stilled, held in place on its side by its handle. "What is--what...?" He opened the eye she wasn't covering and gave her a puzzled look.

She took her other hand away and grinned in that Cheshire cat way she did when she was up to mischief.

"'Rissa...what did I just drink?"

She giggled and hopped off the counter. "Just a little something I made earlier today. Do you have any more guesses what it could be?"

"Is this some more of your experiments with witchcraft?" He picked up the mug and examined the shimmering slime in it. "What the hell is this? Last time you called yourself giving me a potion, everything I ate for a week tasted like curry. What's this one going to do?"

Narissa tried not to get impatient. The blue glow faded from Dominic's cheeks and throat. She thought she'd brewed it strong enough that one mug of it would be enough for someone of Dominic's stature. Had she been wrong? It wouldn't be the first time she'd missed the mark. She stuck her lower lip out in a pout. Dammit. So much for her day of fun.

"Ah...'Rissa?" Dominic swayed and caught himself against the island. "What is...what did you..." The glow returned. He propped himself up against the counter, panting and wobbling on the verge of toppling over.

"Yes!" She wriggled as though readying to pounce.

Dominic put his hand to the side of his face and rubbed it "What..." He seemed to lose the ability to form words and instead stood there, frowning and staring at Narissa as if meeting a stranger in his home.

The glow rippled across his body, coloring his cheeks and throat, then his belly and chest, and then shimmering down his legs all the way to his toes. Then the really fun part happened. The glow settled deeper. Dominic's fur and skin faded into a transparent layer of baby blue film, displaying the muscle and tendon underneath; Narissa likened him to a Halloween monster. The changes continued into his muscle. The individual fibers faded into one collective until it all vanished and bared the bone and organ underneath. That, too, melted into the uniformity of the rest or Dominic's transparent body.

Dominic retained his shape but was now a creature who consisted entirely of gelatinous goo. His eyes focused on Narissa and he regained cognitive function.

"'Riss--Narissa!" He jolted upright. His form jiggled and shifted and he nearly lost balance. "What the--what the hell is this?! What did you do to me?!"

Narissa purred. "Don't worry so much. It's not permanent." She had no idea whether or not this was permanent. "I just thought we could have a little fun with it, and I didn't think you'd drink the potion willingly."

"I..." It took Dominic several seconds, but he figured out how to stand upright without his entire form trembling. "This...isn't permanent?"

Narissa grinned. "Right."

He touched his chest with the palm of his hand. His hand melted into him up to the wrist and he jerkedit out and stretched his fingers to make sure it was all still there. Places where his body touched had the same quality of merging--where his inner thighs rested together their mass partially converged.

"So," the leopardess sang, "you didn't guess what it was, but we can still do one of those really special things you like--my choice, though."

Dominic looked up from his new body and at Narissa. "Okay... What thing do you want to do?"

She purred. "How about some paws and oral and we finish up with a little anal?"

Dominic's ears perked and wobbled. The first and last things were something Narissa wasn't interested in most of the time, so to get two of his major turn-ons in a single day was winning the sex jackpot.

"Have I made it worthwhile?" She leaned against the island and arched her tail over her back and head and brushed the end of Dominic's nose.

"Yeah," he breathed. "Yeah, you have."

"How about we start with my paws? They're a little dirty from walking around all day, so I think they might need some cleaning."

Dominic rounded the island and picked Narissa up bridal-style. She sank partially into his malleable mass, and when he sat her up on the kitchen island and she extricated herself from him, a bit of slime strung from herfur where they'd touched. She loved it, and her purring seemed to make Dominic love it, too.

Narissa leaned back on the counter and put one of her footpaws on Dominic's nose. "Well?"

He took her by the ankle and dragged his tongue up her pawpad and to the end of one of her toes. Narissa giggled--she was ticklish--and her eyes dropped to where Dominic held her. Her ankle had phased into his fist entirely and his fingers had clumped together so there was only an outline distinguishing one digit from the next. She was enveloped in his warmth and slickness.

He slipped his tongue between two of her toes and Narissa tried not to let the ticklishness cause her to pull away. She wiggled her toes and Dominic looked down at her over their tips, eyes half-shut. His hot tongue bent around and half-merged with her toes and pads, covering them in a thin layer of slime. When he moved onto the pad on her heel, she wiggled her slippery toes and stretched them out to see the slime string between them.

Dominic worshiped her like a queen. Once he'd thoroughly cleaned that footpaw, he rested her leg against the countertop and Narissa gave him the other one. He got to work on that one while he locked his fingers with the toes on Narissa's clean footpaw. More and more, being buried in Dominic's warmth was making Narissa's arousal rise. That and the expression on his face--eyes half-shut, maw open wide and panting--as he licked between each of her toes, cleaning the webbing and then suckling each one clean.

The countertop was short enough--or Dominic was tall enough--that it didn't block Narissa's view of his sheath. His cockhead crept out and the tapered tip seemed to be begging for attention.

"'Rissa," Dominic panted against her footpaw. His drool merged with his features and dripped from him in small strings that connected the two of them by Narissa's footpaw.

"Okay, Dommi." She wriggled the slimy toes of both feet and Dominic withdrew his mouth. "Come on." She bent her legs and Dominic sat up straighter and put his hands on her hips. His eyes swept down her leg and to where she held her footpaws together just above his emerging cock.

"'Rissa, please..."

She giggled and dropped her footpaws to his sheath. She snuggled the ball of each footpaw on respective sides of Dominic's sheath and massaged the wobbling mass. Her pads phased into him less than half an inch and didn't sink deeper. What magic had made his form soft had failed to affect how hard his cock was between her footpaws, a discovery that panged Narissa's body with desire. She played with his sheath like that, massaging it with the pads of her toes and stroking it with the balls of her footpaws until his cock had emerged but for the knot. She put the top of her toes under his balls and rubbed them.

"Oh, shit," Dominic breathed like he'd run ten miles. Precum--which glowed a brighter, almost fluorescent blue--dribbled from his cockhead and slimed down his cock. Narissa gathered some on the pad of one toe and rubbed it against the tapered tip of his cock.

"'Rissa, please," he gasped. "You're killing me."

"You're killing me," she teased.

Dominic knew what she meant. He glanced down between her legs, where her position--almost on her back--gave him a good view of the wetness there. He swallowed audibly.

"But I still want your paws." He ground his cock against Narissa's footpaws.

"How about I work you up a little more, we get to some oral, and then finish with a little butt stuff?"

Dominic licked his lips, which for an instant turned his muzzle into a solid mass with only his tongue distinct from the remainder of it. His cock throbbed under Narissa's paws.

"Okay," he breathed. "But please work me up a little more."

She put her footpaws together so the area between the ball and heel enveloped Dominic's shaft. She gave him a firm stroke up--his form quaked--and then another firm stroke down.

"Yeah," he panted. "Like that."

She worked her footpaws over him, stroking him up and down and occasionally rubbing over his cock with her pads or massaging his balls with the top of her toes and arch of her foot. His precum lubricated the already slick pawjob and coated his cock, sheath, balls, and Narissa's footpaws in fluorescent slime that strung off Narissa's fur and to the floor in spiderweb-thin tendrils.

Narissa took her paws away and Dominic whimpered.

"'Rissa, I was almost--"

"I know. That's the problem."

She laced her fingers with her toes and leaned back on the counter. Her footpaws were plenty within Dominic's reach, but the change in position refocused his attention between her thighs.

Narissa looked up at him and shivered in anticipation of his slick tongue, which hung from his open, panting maw and dripped larger and larger strings of slime. His shape was becoming less defined--less like set gelatin and more like a dog-shaped mass of goo. The more he degraded, the more Narissa started to throb in anticipation.

Dominic bent into a kneel.

"Wait! How about we take this to the floor so I can work you at the same time?"

The bull terrier huffed an agreement, grabbed Narissa by the hips, and hefted her off the counter. She sank into his chest and belly up to the waist and her pussy throbbed against his gooey insides, which shifted and squirmed against her while he carried her to the living room--what a gentleman he was for not setting her right on the kitchen tile--and rested her on the carpet.

They both shifted positions onto their sides and Narissa squirmed up against Dominic's bulk until her chest was partially submerged in his body just above his cock. Salivating, she opened her mouth to take the head of Dominic's cock into her mouth, but he tore her attention away from that.

Dominic dragged her lower half into his muzzle. He curled the tip of his tongue against her pussy, and without further foreplay, slipped it inside her. Her hands shot down and cradled the top of his head while she rocked her lower half into him and craned her neck.

Narissa's pussy was encased by Dominic's mouth. His face was merged with her, his nose past her navel. He worked his tongue inside her, withdrawing and pushing forward again, deeper and deeper each time until his tongue melted against her cervix and he could go no farther.

She mewled and ground into him harder. Dominic pushed forward still until his tongue doubled over on itself and filled Narissa's pussy to the brim with hot slime that made her insides tingle. She gasped and leaned toward Dominic's cock to return the favor, but stopped with a moan when he brought his hand up and put his thumb pad against her clit.

She couldn't will herself to tell Dominic to ease off. She came against him, grinding into his more and more ambiguous form and panting like an animal. Her pussy trembled around his shifting tongue and her clit throbbed against the slime of his thumb that encased it, slid under her hood, and made it rub slick against her pearl.

"Oh, fffffuck," she purred. Dominic's motions slowed, but her stayed in and on her, teasing weak shivers of pleasure out of her body.

She took his dripping cockhead into her mouth and he growled against her--a rumble against her most sensitive parts that made her mewl around his tapered head. Narissa could only take him into her mouth a third of the way--he was just too big and the middle of his cock had a bulge she couldn't get past without scraping him with her teeth. She alternated between suckling him as best she could and running her tongue and lips down the length of his cock.

Wait. She could take him deeper. Narissa licked the tip of his cock and gulped. It wouldn't be comfortable for her, but Dominic's malleable form would allow her to do things with his body she'd never have been able to were they both solid beings.

"I have a treat for you, Dommi," she purred against his cock.

He hummed against her and it sent a new shiver of pleasure through her.

Narissa took his cock into her mouth as far as she was normally able, took a deep breath, and pushed forward. Dominic's cock melted around her teeth, slid into her mouth, and filled every crevice.

He pulled off of her with a groaned version of her name, then merged his face with her lower half again and slid his tongue back inside her.

It encouraged her. She took Dominic's squishy cock down to the base and then pulled off for another breath before she went down again and gulped around him.

Dominic's form flexed against her and she pulled back to avoid her face being sucked into him, though her body ached with the thought of being engulfed by his warmth.

"You ready for more?"

He pulled away from her pussy and panted against her. "Yeah." Dominic gave her clit a farewell kiss and they both shifted position to the couch.

Dominic sat and Narissa straddled his lap facing him. Her pussy hovered above his cockhead and dripped with a pale blue mixture of both Dominic's slime and her own wetness. He put his hands on her hips and looked down the length of her body. Goo dripped from his amorphous mouth and arms and strung into his chest and onto the couch.

Her pussy trembled while she lowered herself onto his cock until the very tip was submerged in her wetness. Dominic breathed heavy, but didn't move her.

"Show me how much you want it," she purred. "Show me."

"Are you sure?"

Normally they took it slow, because Dominic was so big that unless Narissa was throbbing and eager, he couldn't fit more than half his cock inside her. Size wasn't an obstacle now. She could enjoy the full length of his cock without worrying about whether or not he could knot her at the end.

Dominic didn't need more convincing. He wrapped his hands around Narissa's waist and slammed her down while simultaneously bucking his hips up into her. It was a stab of pure pleasure that took the breath out of Narissa. The tip of Dominic's cockhead melted against her cervix enough to be pleasurable rather than uncomfortable, and his cock filled her to the brim.

"Dommi," she groaned. "Ooh. I wish I could take you like this all the time."

"Me, too," he gasped. He ducked his head--his neck deformed and sunk partway into his chest as he moved, giving him a much greater range of flexibility than normal--and lowered his mouth to her chest. He laved over one of her nipples and she wrapped her arms around his neck and ground down into him. She could feel his knot under her, ready to slide out of his sheath. He was close, and if she moved too much, their fun would end too soon.

The terrier lowered his hand between them and teased Narissa's slick clit, alternating between rubbing her hood over her pearl and pressing under it to slide the pad of his thumb over the entirety of it. She quivered around him, aching to ride him harder than she'd ever ridden him before, but holding off.

Dominic thrust up into her and she knew he was ready for more. They moved together, Narissa lifting up while he pulled back and slamming down on him when he thrust up into her.

"W-wait," she stammered partway into the pounding. "I think we were supposed to do butt stuff."

Dominic dragged her down into him and she jolted. She formed halfway into his strong thighs and his goo slid across her ass and prodded at her hole. She purred deep and pressed her chest to his, melting into him so fully she had to turn her head to the side for air.

"Yeah. Do it. Fill me up."

The goo slipped into her ass without resistance. It was at first a thin tendril, but it expanded wider and wider until her ass was stretched as wide as her pussy and she was full. He sank deeper still, traveling inside her and reaching quivering places he never could have reached before.

She groaned and brought her hands down over her belly, which bulged an inch or so from her filling. She ached for another pounding.

"Fuck me like a bitch in heat," she muttered into his chest. "Really fuck me."

He ground up into her and she ground back into him. Dominic fucked her like she'd asked, slamming into her so hard that it took all of her concentration to stay up on her knees so he could pound her. She mewled and squirmed with every alternating movement--into her pussy and out of her ass, and then into her ass and out of her pussy. Each stroke inside her belly was deep, uncoiling the bulge and then bundling it up inside her again.

"Oh, fuck, Dommi," she panted.

Beneath her, he also panted like the dog he was; the air he exhaled bowed out the slime strings dripping from his maw. Narissa tilted her head up and he kissed her. The end of his maw covered her entire face, halting her breathing as he merged into her and his tongue--sweet like blueberries--filled her mouth. It was less her kissing him and more moving hhers tongue within his goo, but it was a sensation that made her insides throb around him.

She was going to come again. Oh, god, she was going to come again.

Narissa pulled away to breathe and gyrated her hips against him. She was sunk halfway into his lap, her belly and pussy merged with him, clit surrounded by his warm slime that moved against her better than his thumb ever could.

"'Rissa," he groaned. He wrapped his arms around her and dragged her in.

She gasped and held her breath a split second before she was enveloped by his slime. Narissa sank into him, her entire body sans tail covered by warmth that sank into her like a deep massage. She came. Bucking her hips and smothering a moan behind her teeth, she came, and Dominic was right behind her. A gush of hot goo shot directly into her cervix while she came, slamming her with a second wave of pleasure that ramped her orgasm up a notch and left her desperate for a breath she couldn't take.

"Shit," Dominic groaned once the last spurt of cum had left him. "You're drowning or something, aren't you?"

His goo slackened around her and Narissa turned around bodily until her muzzle stuck out of his chest, but the rest of her body was safe inside him. His goo remained inside her, soaking in her.

"That was so good," she breathed.

Dominic reclined on the couch and let out a long sigh. "Yeah. Yeah, it was." Now that he was calming down, his melted form began to return to its original, distinctly bull terrier shape, and regain its set-gelatin consistency. It was like a tight hug around Narissa's entire body.

They relaxed like that for a while until Dominic's goo retreated from her insides and she was left with the relief of being empty, but the desire to be full again. She doubted Dominic could handle any more of her so soon, though.

"You said this is temporary, right?" Dominic asked after several minutes. The rumble of his voice vibrated in Narissa.

"Yeah," she said. She attempted to conceal a smile. "Yeah."