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"We'll be losing some of our classmates as they transfer to the original College of Magic after this weekend," Master Ociler read from the news notes. The bipedal leopard looked at the assembled students. "Any questions about general news before class news?"

"Who's transferring?" an otter asked.

"The transfer list for both departures and arrivals is posted in the dorms." The master gestured off to the distance. "This is the early transfer. A second transfer will be the week after. Their normal communications block will be lifted for next week so students there can coordinate eligible transfers in and out for themselves and friends. Anybody who wants to transfer in the second set will need to get their request in by noon next Wednesday."

He looked around again and waited, then asked, "Any other questions?" After a few seconds of silence, he nodded brusquely. "Onward. Since there will be student departures and new students for the next two weeks, we will not be starting any long term projects or sections."

A flick of his furred fingers in the air sent sheets of paper flying from the desk behind him to glide to each student. "Next week we will be studying hypnosis, puppeteering, mind control, and other such things. The spell stamp on the page is a common hypnocontrol spell. I expect all of you to study this with your classmates and perform responsible investigative experiments, and on Sunday you may refer to existing research if you want to. These are Class IIIA spells, so while they are not easy to acquire, they are not restricted or considered hazardous. I expect everybody who is not transferring to keep accurate records on all experiments."

Then he looked around as a few hands went up. "More importantly, I will not be answering any questions until Monday. You are on your honor to only perform direct experiments prior to Sunday and only review existing research after that time." He nodded as the hands slowly lowered. "This is also a lesson in unguided discovery. Forming good investigation habits will substantially improve your future work with magic. That is all for today. Dismissed."

Estire preened his whiskers idly with fingertips as he waited for the room to clear some. As an otter he was a small type for a biped. As a small otter, it could be a lot more effort than he wanted to take to dodge the crowds on a friday afternoon. His lithe frame only carried about 92 pounds, and thick fur only went so far toward cushioning the bumps when taller and larger people missed seeing him.

"Not looking forward to the weekend," a voice behind him said as two paws landed on his shoulders and kneaded at them lightly.

He reached with a hand to pat one of the paws. "Why's that?" he asked the cougar. She wasn't as small as he was by weight, but she was still small for her type. More importantly, she was a fourpaw. A less-common body type outside of certain types like gryphons, she had four feet instead of two feet and two hands. That put her much lower to the ground most of the time.

"I won't have too much time to spend before packing for the college transfer," she said softly, pulling her front paws off his shoulders and padding to his side. She sat and plonked a forepaw and her chin on his lap.

"Oh, ether, Iyala, I didn't know you were transferring," the otter said, his mood sinking. He rubbed behind her ears more to comfort himself than to pet her, but she reaped the benefits too.

"I was pretty sure I wouldn't be accepted, so I didn't tell anybody. It was a surprise to me too," she admitted. She looked up at him and he drew in a breath at her deep golden eyes and tawny face framed by his dark green robes. "You can apply next week and you're better at the stuff than I am. I'm sure you'll make it!"

This tore at him. "That college has spells built into the whole school that punish fun things," he said with a frump. He wasn't sure he wanted to lock out any chance at all.

She wiggled an ear, a deep sigh escaping her muzzle. "I guess it won't be so bad for me since the guy I like won't do me anyway. I guess it'd be pretty bad for you though."

"There's a lot of people at this school," he pointed out, dodging commenting on how lacking his own sex life was. "You don't have to wait for him."

"I have standards!" She was mildly piqued, her toes clenching and her claws catching his attention. She'd never hurt him badly, but claws were a thing when people got upset. "Gotta be him."

Estire took his own turn for a deep sigh and rubbed more around her cheeks and face to calm her down. "Since this is your last weekend, you should let him know. Maybe he's just not paying attention."

"He's gotta figure it out on his own," she said, her ears laying back grumpily. "I'll drop hints, but I'm not gonna tell him flat out. The geis my parents put on me until I'm out of college says I can't anyway. Can't even tell anybody else to get them to help me." Her ears focused on him again. "You think I'm pretty, right?"

"You're beautiful," he assured her with a smile.

"You'd grab my hips and spend time with me if I flirted like this?" She backed off his lap and turned tail to him, raising it high and showing off everything he'd love to be close to.

"What? No!" He didn't manage to tear his gaze away from the lovely sight as she looked over her shoulder at him. "You're my best friend and I respect your wishes!"

"Hmph,' she grumped, dropping her tail and turning back around to flop on her side, squishing her carry bag on that side. "That's the problem. He friendzoned me. I adore him so much, and ether knows I'd tell him if I could. But he has his eyes on somebody else."

The otter winced. "I know exactly how you feel. The only female I'd consider is going for another male. I adore her and have for a while, but she'll only be a friend because she wants another guy." He still wasn't ever going to tell her it was her. He didn't want to make things even more complicated for her. Especially now. Her last weekend with him should be happy, not a guilt trip from him.

She stared at him for a long time, then sighed and managed to bring a smile to her face. That helped him feel better at least. It was always wonderful to see her smile. "Come on, the crowds should be cleared. Let's go find Aggy and start testing the spells." She turned and walked away, tail up just enough to tease him mercilessly.

Despite his mixed feelings, this was also a wonderful sight, and he followed close behind.

"Okay," Estire said, peering at the page. "Directions and a spell stamp. Verbal activation. It says that the person under hypnocontrol won't remember anything from during it, can't talk, and won't do anything that takes direct conscious control unless the controller explicitly tells them to, but will definitely, absolutely do that as long the controlled person doesn't think it will hurt anybody. Enough commotion will break them out of it and let them remember."

"My copy got crumpled when I laid on my carry bag," Iyala said with a sigh. She was trying to flatten it out.

"Let me help," Aggy offered, reaching for the paper. Their common friend was a nice maned wolf. Quite a lot of arm and leg, and didn't have the small-person issue they had. "How about if I cast the spell on Estie first? I'll observe from above, and you observe from below," she told the cougar as she smoothed the page.

"I'm not sure it works that way, with the high and low thing," Iyala said, holding a paw up high and looking at it.

"Don't be silly, of course that's how it works," Abby said with a giggle. "Hey, Estie! Hypnositate!" she exclaimed, pulling the spell from the stamp and directing it at him. "You are hypnocontrolled by me! You will do everything I say and only what I say and you will remember none of it when you wake!"

The otter blinked. He distinctly felt the spell. There was a soft and dramatic 'vwooop!' sound that he was certain only he heard in fact. But he didn't feel compelled or really any different. He was about to mention that the crumpled spell might be damaged, but then it occurred to him that it could be more interesting to play along. So he let his gaze go blank and his facial features relax, trying his best to look hypnocontrolled.

"Ooo, look at his eyes," Iyala said, craning her neck to peek at him more closely. "Glowing wisps of vapor! It looks really impressive."

"It does," Aggy agreed. "I wonder if the color means anything. Write down that the glow is green like his eye color."

"And your eye color too," Iyala pointed out, taking the pen with a simple spell to jot the note.

"Oh, yeah. Okay, well, let's get to testing then!"

Estire worked so hard not to laugh or give himself away as the two females tested the 'spell-befuddled otter'. They did leave him holding his arm up long enough that it got tired, but Aggy told him to put it down before it got too bad. He had a feeling of guilt as things progressed to more complicated things like patting his head and rubbing his tummy at the same time. Would the spell have made him better at that if it worked properly? He hoped it wouldn't mess up the study research. But he was too deep into it now to give in and admit the secret.

"Okay, definitely not gonna ask him to pull his own ear or mine. That'd break him out of it and ruin the rest of the testing." Aggy peeked in his ear as she decided this.

"I don't know if I can think of any more tests," Iyala admitted. "There's only so many ways we can have him hold his arms make silly faces."

"Hmmm... yeah, that's all easy stuff," the maned wolf agreed. "We should try something more demanding." She leaned down in front of him. "Estire, kiss me."

The otter barely worked from showing shock on his face at the request, but he saved himself by leaning forward and kissing the tip of her nose.

"That was interesting, but not too exciting," Iyala said.

"Truuuuuuuue... Hmmm. Estie, kiss Iyala like you mean it. Like tongue and all that stuff."

"W-what?" the cougar squeaked, suddenly staring at him.

He winced, but that wouldn't hurt, so he stood and approached her, playing his part.

"If you don't want to, I can change it to me," Aggy offered.

"It's... okay..." Iyala said, flustered and shifting from front paw to front paw.

The otter dropped to his haunches and touched her cheek. Honestly, this was something he'd always wanted to do. Now he had an excuse as long as she was okay with it. It was the spell. He tilted his head to the side and leaned to her, finding her lips for a genuinely heartfelt kiss. He didn't have to act at all to mean it.

"Ooooooooooo... Neat!" Aggy exclaimed softly, taking copious notes. After a moment then she found herself just staring. Then she coughed in realization. "Oh, sorry, you can stop now."

That was a trap she'd tried before after some discussion. It was saying he could, but didn't say specifically to. So as Iyala relaxed to pull away, he followed her, slightly to her surprise.

"Oops. I mean, Estire, stop kissing her now and stand up."

He stopped reluctantly and pulled back, climbing to his feet. He had to keep his gaze neutral and unfocused, but did his friend look happy about that kiss? Maybe she was having second thoughts about the other guy. Maybe... he was probably fooling himself.

"He didn't hesitate at all," Aggy said thoughtfully. "Estire, take your robe off."

Another moment that he didn't want to give himself away and risk the wrath of the two females for wasting their time and many, many notes. So he pulled the robe off over his head and dropped it beside himself.

"He liked kissing yoooou," Aggy singsonged.

Epic effort to keep his ears from reacting in embarrassment as he realized the canine was talking about the pink tip of his flesh peeking from his sheath. He'd enjoyed the kiss more than his thick fluff could hide the effect of.

"Estie, have a seat with your legs spread." When he was back on the couch, he barely avoided reacting again as Aggy suddenly straddled his lap and did a very inexperienced lap dance for a short time. Her long limbs didn't make it easy for her. More tellingly though, he found himself glad that she still had a robe on as she rubbed against him and got him more excited.

Just as suddenly as she was there, she left, and the otter found himself at half mast and slightly drippy at the tip. That definitely left a mark on her robe.

"Huh. He didn't react at all," Iyala said from inches to his left. Then she moved around to peer more closely at his face.

"Truuuuuue," the maned wolf said speculatively. "Iyala, Hypnositate! You are hypnocontrolled by me. You will do everything I say and only what I say and you will remember none of it when you wake."

Estire's surprise was hidden by the fact that the cougar's face was blocking the view of his. He watched her expression go blank and her ears relax as a green glow and wisps of magic formed in her eyes. Well, maybe now if he slipped only Aggy would know. But she might get angry enough to wake Iyala too, so best to keep the ruse.

"Ooo. Iyala, give his dick..." Then she paused. "Wait, cat tongues are really scratchy, so I can't say that or it'd hurt him. Um, Iyala, give his dick some happy attention with your muzzle without hurting him with your scratchy tongue."

His heart skipped a beat as she slowly dropped out of view. Then a nuzzle against his flesh sent a twinge of delight through him and encouraged more of his shaft to slide from his sheath. Iyala didn't want to do this except with the one male she wanted! But if he interrupted things now, she'd come to like that and that would probably upset her. He gave no outward sign, but had to calm himself mentally as he decided that letting Iyala remain comfortably under the spell and oblivious after this was for the best.

"Mmm... Not good enough without tongue," Aggy said softly to herself. "Iyala, stop now. Turn your back to Estire and sit on his lap."

He couldn't glance down to see. Aggy was watching him closely now too. But he felt her trying to navigate her rear end up onto the couch backwards.

"Oh, not too easy for you, sorry, Iyala, stop. Climb onto the couch and do whatever is easiest for you to sit on his lap with your back to him" She muttered to herself as the cougar hopped onto the couch and moved over the otter. "Some direct instructions may not work well for some people," she said as she wrote notes.

The back of his friend's head was blocking his view now as she got her rear end positioned and carefully sat on his lap. His shaft got trapped between his belly and her lower back as she scooted back against him. Her forepaws were on his stifles and her hind shanks perfectly lined up along his legs, the sitting simple for her. It wasn't easy to avoid rocking against her fur in reaction as this got him fully excited. Wait, was she purring?

"Involuntary things like purrs still happen without specific direction," Aggy murmured, taking notes. Then her voice was closer. "Hmmmm... I wonder if we can give you more to purr about, you silly, picky kitty. Iyala, lift your rump off his lap and follow the guidance of my touch. Up. A little more. Another inch... There."

He couldn't avoid a little gasp as Aggy's fingers curled behind his shaft when Iyala got out of the way. Then his tip dragged past the base of her tail as she was high enough off him for Aggy to tug his flesh forward. It took so much effort to hold still and keep a blank expression, especially as the slick, forward-hooked tip slid past dry fur and then found fur that was already wet with juices that weren't his.

"There," Aggy repeated, her voice far down in front of them. "Now, Iyala, sit on that nice otter pop slowly and carefully. I want to see it vanish into your wet puss all the way."

Estire had to nearly literally bite his tongue to keep from reacting as the moist fur of her lips parted and dragged past his sensitive tip. Her hot, wet flesh engulfed his shaft inch by inch, strong muscles clenching rhythmically around his cock as she slid down almost agonizingly slowly.

Huffs and quiet panting caught his ear as the cougar dropped her rear lower, the sitting speeding up to sink him into her body swiftly. Only when her rear met his lap and every inch of him was hidden did she stop, her velvety depths squeezing him in delightful pulses.

"Oh, ether, that looked perfect," Aggy murmured. "Right then." She raised her voice to address them. "Iyala, lift yourself off him just about two inches... there... perfect."

He'd been perfectly keen on being balls deep, but this was fine too.

"Oh, ether, look at that clenching kitty puss," the wolf said in awe. "He throbs every time she squeezes him. And wow, that purr."

No new info there. He was living this quite nicely, doing his best not to give himself away.

"Okay, Estire," she said, and he felt a pair of her fingers curl around the base of his shaft again. "Hold her hips with your hands and hump her happily until you cum."

The best he could do in this situation was keep up his act and be quick. If his friend stayed under the spell, she'd be none the wiser. If he gave himself away, Aggy'd surely end up waking her. Not that he didn't relish this chance. Maybe the last chance he'd have anymore too. He wished Iyala was herself for it, but he was not in a position to be choosy.

He put his hands on her hips and slipped his fingers in the crook of her thighs and body, holding her steady for a testing pull back. The plush couch gave him enough space to nearly slip out. Then with the utmost control, his shaft slid back in with his slow push until the maned wolf's fingers blocked further entry.

Iyala's purr was intense, and her body still gripped his flesh so delightfully. An extra strong squeeze assaulted his self control for the last inch he pushed in. While her mind couldn't, her body was obviously enjoying this. That had to be enough for him.

"Come on, Estie, pick it up," Aggy murmured, panting.

That could be considered a direct command, and he wanted to be quick to minimize the chance of error. With great aplomb, he started a steady rocking, slipping within his friend's depths and enjoying the delightful feel and the milking grip. Focusing on all happy ideas - which honestly mostly involved fantasies about Iyala - his pace gained speed steadily and his pleasure was quickly driving him toward the otter popping that Aggy requested.

"So beautiful, vanishing like that," the she wolf said huskily, her breath distinctly very close. "Estie, when you start cumming, push in as much as you can and stay still." Her nose was closer than he expected, in fact, as her limber tongue suddenly drew across his fuzzy orbs and sheath and then up his shaft, leaving it where it vanished into the cat. The lick, plus the kitty squeeze he got when the lick left his flesh, drove him to delve into her flesh faster.

Iyala's trembles caught his addled mind and her muscles tensed beneath the grip of his hands. All four of her paws' worth of toes clenched against his legs, the claws barely touching his skin. The tightness fought against his push, and when he finally reached his depth again, he was teetering on the edge.

"Good kitty!" Aggy huffed.

Estire realized that the astounding sensations and the rapid, pulsing squeezes that milked his shaft came from his best friend cumming hard with him in her. His breath sucked in through his nose and his little round ears laid back flat against his skull as he topped over the sensation cliff.

"Ooo!" Aggy exclaimed.

Then suddenly the strangest sensation for the otter as the wave of pleasure washed over him. The fingers left his shaft, leaving it to him to avoid pressing the rest of the way in for only a fraction of a second. Hot breath across his wet skin. A nose and a chin against his lower belly, just above his sheath. Soft, textured rubbing at the base of his shaft and rounded, hard behind it.

He managed to hold his voice as his balls jerked up and his flesh unloaded deep in his friend, the throbbing pulses of his shaft passing the hold of Aggy's muzzle and tongue to end with a hot spurts of otter juice deep in the kitty's pussy. The moment went on so very long, the maned wolf's breath a ragged huff as she shuddered against his leg. Then only as the pulses of his flesh died down did she release him from her maw.

"Sooooooo much better than just close up videos," Aggy said raspily, a soft thump as she sat. Only when the panting, squeezing, and throbbing all were calmed down did she speak up again. "Iyala, go ahead and get off him. Sit beside him on the couch and give your groin a good grooming clean."

The otter stayed staid in expression and tried to relax. Definitely couldn't peek at the cougar grooming herself, though he could hear the licks and her purr. It delayed the relaxing of his own flesh back into his sheath for a short time, but soon the pink was hidden and only combined juices wet his fur.

"Iyala, groom Estire's groin carefully to clean him too. Try not to excite him."

He focused on glyphs, but he didn't need to. She was a cat, and an expert at platonic grooming of even the most sensitive bits. Soon enough he was clean.

"Estie, stand up and put your robe back on, then sit down again."

Movement let his eyes wander a little and he saw that Aggy's fingers were damp from being groomed too. He pulled his robe on, then sat on the couch, resuming his blank stare.

"Iyala, sit pretty, kitty," Aggy said. There was a shift in weight on the cushion as the cougar shifted from grooming position to normal sitting. "Now, both of you will remember nothing, and now wake up."

Estire made a show of tensing and relaxing, blinking a lot, and looking around. "Huh, you were over there, and now you're suddenly here," he told Iyala.

"Yeeeeah," Iyala said, peering suspiciously at Aggy. "Did you hypnocontrol me too?"

"Yep! Turns out it's trickier to direct a fourpaw. Then I gave you both a show to remember, buuuuut, you won't. I wanted to see if you'd react at all to the things I was doing over here," she lied, holding up her damp fingers.

"Smells like you would've made fourpaws like me jealous of your fingers," the cougar observed candidly.

Aggy laughed. "Okay, so you got the evidence after the fact. We've got all our notes now though. It's a group effort, so let's cross-reference and share. Then... Weekend!" She bounced on her long legs surprisingly well.

"Being hypnocontrolled leaves me feeling surprisingly nice," Iyala murmured softly to the otter as Aggy grabbed the notes.

"Mmmm hmmm," he agreed.

"All the notes turned in? Excellent. Now, folks who hate spoilers are dismissed for the day. I am about to reveal a very critical secret about control spells, and knowing it may ruin the spells for you for the rest of your life." Master Ociler waited as all but three of the students got up and headed out.

Estire was too distracted by the text message that had come from Iyala.

::Big things happening. Apply for transfer! Trust me!!!::

His ears wilted. After that spell test bit of secret fun, he didn't think he could handle being both friendzoned and unable to move on to somebody else for fun. Then he realized the Master was speaking when something caught his ear.

"...fake. That's right, if you were controlled, no, it wasn't the spell malfunctioning or you being broken. If you thought you were controlling somebody, they were faking it. You can't take away free will without a lot of effort and backlash. A much higher class, and a dangerous spell." He nodded knowingly.

"You might then wonder why it works like it did. If people don't know it won't work, they expect it will. This creates both a pressure for the controlled person to not seem to be broken, ruining the effect, as well as a liberation for them. They can let go and give up inhibitions, since the excuse is that it's just the spell forcing them to do it. Nobody who is under any kind of control spell like that is going to do anything that they are truly unwilling to do. The spell just gives people cover to be silly and get away with things that they want to do but would never admit to."

The spotty cat looked at the shocked faces. "Now you can see why I warned people to head out. The more people who know this, the less effective the spell is, and this is considered hazardous knowledge. It's simply a trick of the mind, not a trick to the mind." He grinned. "Now you'll always be second guessing whether you should play along or say it didn't work, and whether anybody else involved knows the secret as well."

Estire's head was swimming with questions as he walked home. Iyala protested so much that she didn't want to do anybody but the one guy she had her eye on, so why did she fake being hypnocontrolled and do him? Should he feel guilty for it? I mean, he had his eye on her for all this...

"Your face and ears are totally code for everything going through your head," Aggy said from right beside him.

"When did you get here?!"

"I've been walking beside you for like the past half mile. You just looked reeeeeally intense, so I didn't say anything." She put a big hand down on the otter's shoulder. "Did you know you're absolutely adorable? Clueless and adorable. Probably trying to come up with some reason to feel guilty and confused and fret too. You just don't get it even now."

"What?" He stopped and looked up at her. "What are you talking about?"

She huffed and put a hand on his shoulder, turning him to look straight at her chest, then dropped to her haunches to look him in the face. "You're the guy she's wanted this whole time," she told him bluntly. "Her parents geised her to not be able to tell you that. The geis was set to wear off when she left college. She's been trying so hard to drop hints - really, reeeeally obvious hints - and you never took the clue."

She lifted a finger to waggle it at him. "And don't think I can't see that you want her. Sweet ether, ottbutt, those looks you shoot in her direction and the longing faces you make?" She grinned. "She finally got her chance and took it, and you did too, so don't you dare go feeling bad about the weekend."

His eyes darted about and his whiskers quivered as this thought sunk in.

"Oh, the grin on your face!" Aggy exclaimed gleefully. "You finally figured it out. But!" She put a hand on his shoulder dramatically. "You are guilty of being clueless and not figuring it out until after she left for the other college, and you won't get there until next week, and only if you apply."

His face fell. "Oh. Yeah."

Aggy looked at him measuringly. "So I have a delivery for you, and I'll give it to you at your room." She turned him to face the walkway again, put an arm across his shoulder, and walked him swiftly home.

He opened the package when she gave it to him and peered inside at the cloth it contained. "Ummm...?"

"Magic prototypes from the other college," she explained, pulling out an orange cloth and a pair of undergarments. "It all uses the cloth. Orange is in, green is out. So you get to poke into the orange, and people poking into orange elsewhere poke out of green."

He inspected the green lining of the undergarments, and wiggled an ear. "What does that mean?"

She snrked. "Wow, okay, I see why she had so much trouble," Aggy murmured. "Ott... It's for sex. Orange cloth leads to a green cloth, so when you stick your dick in the orange, it - well, a magical projection of it - comes out a green. Then if that green is on Iyala, that goes into her. And ta-da! You get to hump her despite being so far away! Far away and in a college with runes built into the very grounds that block sex. Except they don't block the cloth. And it uses clairtactance, so you feel it too."

"Oh!" He brightened now. "Aaaaand...?" he started to ask, holding up the underwear.

"Ah. As penance for not figuring it out for so long, you get to wear those until you get to the other college. There's access at the front so you can pee without having to take them off. Oh, and also poke the orange cloth for fun without taking them off. Oh, also, this tag on the orange cloth turns green when the other end is somewhere that it'll be useful to poke it."

"Okay, wearing cloth under a robe is weird, but I can... wait..." He pointed at the green lining. "Waaaaait..."

"Oh, you figured out that means things would be poking you?" Aggy asked with a grin. "Thick dick in ott bottom? Don't worry, the spell makes sure that none of the guys who plumb under your tail can ever hurt you even by accident, and it feeds back and adjusts based on your enjoyment."

"But... but..."

"Yes, yours!" Aggy agreed. "All the time until you get to the new college, though I doubt there'll be guys poking it all the time. Oh, but you can earn breaks for good behavior."

She pulled an oddly-folded cloth out of the box and tugged a loop of elastic off it. The spring metal frame was allowed to uncoil and stretch the cloth across the hoop, one side orange with a black border for the frame. "Guys like some hip to grip, so this is for your rump to go through for them to hump. Again, maybe. Might not be anybody there. But for every minute you spend with your rump in this, you're allowed to not wear the pants for four minutes." She waggled a finger at him. "You need to track it yourself, and you can wear the pants longer than you need to if you want, or to make sure you're not short on time."

The maned wolf rubbed at her whiskers thoughtfully. "I could probably make a tasteless joke about otter space and ass-tronauts, but I'll refrain from it," she said with a smirk.

"Okay," he said, then pulled out the next folded orange cloth. Then another. And another. "Just why exactly are there so many orange cloths?"

"They all lead to different places," she said with a grin. "No idea which one leads where. So you're going to need to find out. Oh, and also make sure they get distributed to other guys around here. Everybody on the other end is expecting a lot and you can only handle one at a time. Getting back together with Iyala at the new college might just depend on it."

Aggy patted him on the back. "Now, I'm gonna leave and let you figure stuff out. Don't forget your underwear! You already owe some extra time." She turned and left, leaving the otter rather befuddled.

He took a deep breath and fidgeted, then headed off to find people he trusted to help with the extra orange cloths. Then he'd need to use the one with the wire frame apparently to get back on track with time. This was going to be a weird week.

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"Okay, that was... that was reeeeally weird," the maned wolf said.

The corner of my lip curled up in a small smirk. "I'm glad we can introduce you to new things."

Inari patted Aggy's shoulder. "Just enjoy the underwear," the kitsune advised. Then she gave a wiggle and transformed into a rather small, grey fox.

"Did you...? Just...?" Aggy asked, her jaw hanging slack. Shapeshifting was not something people here did.

"We've got to head off." I reached into my own energies and became a rather large raven, quite big enough to carry the fox on my back, and Inari hopped on, wrapping her front paws across the base of my wings.

"You... wow..." Aggy finally decided. She sat down and set the underwear on her lap. "Just wow."

"Stay well, Agatha, and thank you," I said warmly, then spread my wings and took to the afternoon sky for a rather long flight.