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66666Krazic, being a much more practical mage and an unholy abomination of slime and tentacles than he is a kobold, decides that upon his arrival to the dragon's lair, he would take up the offer of hospitality to check out on the wyrm's stores of arcane and eldritch knowledge. His long lifespan has made the acquisition of new materials and knowledge a rare treat, indeed. Of course, a certain pink kobold had once shown him the pleasures of other pursuits, yet the idea of finding new lore excites him far more than the idea of expanding his horizons on more physical activity.

Little does he know that another kobold follows him. Dressed up in the frilly outfit of a maid, Munie desperately follows the slimy trail the tentacles and gelatinous flesh left behind. Her poor face knits in a look of worry as she desperately seeks out the source, because she remembers what her mistress had said to her before she was whisked away.

"Munie, Dear," the dark queen said. "It seems a powerful force is seeking to take you from me. I'll let them, but on one condition, you must show your cleaning skills to this powerful being. If I am to impress myself with this creature and receive an audience myself, then my lowliest servant must be of the highest caliber. Do you understand? If I were to find a way to make myself appear there before this host, I will expect the whole place to be spotless. That is your one job. Do it above all others."

Whatever Munie's mistress wants, Munie's mistress gets. There's so much slime, yet the trail keeps going. If she's going to make sure this place is spotless, she must find the source.

So, Munie marches onward until she finds the trail turning into one of the rooms. She peers in, only to see Krazic perusing some books on the shelf. The smaller maid kobold gulps as she sees the larger, monstrous one, but she coughs and speaks up. "E-excuse me! Can you p-please not make such a mess?"

Krazic pauses, then closes a book he had in his hands. Turning around, he quirks an eyebrow at the newcomer. "Who is this who is interrupting my study?"

Munie finds her resolve coming to her, mostly from her fear of her mistress. So she stomps her way in and stares up at the slimy kobold, puffing out her cheeks. "N-now listen here. I'm a maid in service to the great Estrasa, and she has tasked me with making sure this party is nice and clean!"

"Estrasa...?" Krazic says, pushing the book back into the shelf with one of his tendrils. "Fascinating..."

He scoots around her, his hands behind his back, tentacle stroking at his chin. "You must be one of her creations, then. Tell me, what were you before you are your current form?"

Munie hops around to face him, scowling. "None of your business. But if you must know... I was always a kobold. I was just a male."

"Fascinating, indeed!" Krazic says. "I've read of some of Estrasa's work. She's a pioneer of the transmutative arts!"

"P... Pioneer?" Munie wonders now just how old her mistress is, but before she can ask about it, she feels a tendril coiling up her leg. She gasps as she reaches back, trying to stop him, but another snakes its way up her other leg, hooking underneath her panties, sliding the tendril up along her slit.

Munie shakes, tilting her head back, her eyes widen, her mouth hanging open. "Aa... w... what are you-?"

"Oh please, don't take this personally. I'm just studying Estrasa's work. This won't take very long, I assure you." With that, the tip of the tentacle pushes its way up into Munie.

The small kobold's knees give way, but Krazic's tendrils hold her up. She falls forward into his waiting arms. "Shh..." he confides in her. "I'm just examining you. Don't you worry. Here... perhaps this will give you something else to think about..."

Another tentacle rises up from behind Krazic's back and slithers its way to Munie's open mouth. That's when Munie tastes the most incredible thing she has ever tasted in her life. She shudders, letting out a pleased groan.

"Most fascinating, indeed. I know that my secretions taste as the recipient's favorite flavor, but your lubrication has doubled since having a taste. I wonder just what it tastes like to you, but I am more intrigued by your response. Estrasa has really nailed your female reactions. She truly is a master mage."

With that, he pushes further up inside her, and Munie feels her stomach bulging as the tendril finds its way to her final barrier. "My my, is this... is this a working womb?" He asks. "I would need to see more data to be sure, but..." He yanks the tentacle out of her and Munie lets out a long, wanting howl. "I'm afraid that impregnating you is neither something I feel is a responsible act, nor do I wish to incur the wrath of your mistress. Perhaps you can inform me if you have ever laid a fertile egg or if you do in the future? I would certainly love to hear from your mistress on that front."

His tendrils unfurl around her, and Munie collapses to the floor, holding between her legs, whimpering for more release from the examination a moment before she grabs the table and pulls herself up. "I... I still need... need to clean."

Krazic turns back to her, blinking, and then seeing his slime trial. "Oh, that? It'll dissolve in due time. You have nothing to worry about my slime trail. I think that there are more important things that you need to clean. I believe there was a catering hall down the way. I'm sure crumbs will spill from there, no doubt."

Munie squeaks in realization and darts off, slamming the door behind her.

A bright white flash appears off to the side, and Tik Tik comes tumbling out, her book falling on top of her. "Ow ow!"

"Ah, Tik Tik!" Krazic says, happily rubbing his tentacles together. "I'm happy to see you. There's a plethora of knowledge here that I'm sure you'll love. Will you join me?"