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"Okay, just focus on the spell. Think of what you'd like to do," said Nall, quietly. The pine marten was sitting on a chair not far from Thar the ermine, who was taking deep breaths and concentrating on the magical essence building at the tip of his tail. It was an evening with cold weather, and snow falling and clinging to the ground outside, so the white stoat's magic was particularly good today. Many circles and sigils were drawn on the floor in Thar's bedroom, very much adding to the mystical air.

"I don't really know what I want to cast," said the ermine.

"Well, don't just have magic around for no reason. Maybe you want an egg? Or a dozen eggs. Or a gift for Lemurr, I bet he'll be here soon. Or something for me? Aw, you're too kind," said Nall, rambling on.

"The perfect distraction," grinned Thar, though he did close his eyes to work through his thoughts. "Transformation? Something big and fluffy to keep you warm on the sofa. I could be a possum."

"Well, make up your mind. I'll just be quiet and keep an eye on the spell," said the marten, before he fell silent. There was the gentle shuffle of Nall's paws against the floor, but it was soft enough and Thar could tune it out. Building the spell, working the magic into his tail, being careful with where the tip was pointed. Straight ahead? Or at himself. Maybe something Lemurr would enjoy. Chocolates, or spirits, or splitting Nall into a dozen small plushies. Hee hee.

There was a warmth and a touch of fur against the tip of his tail, which opened Thar's eyes straight away. Nall, not paying attention, had let his long tail stray right over into the circle and up to brush against all that magic. Like a lightning rod, it discharged; and, automatically, the marten put up his own resistance, causing a bright flash as most of that energy was forced back into the ermine. It drained into the circle, and into the room itself, and into them -- the room was bright, and then it was dark. Thar felt hot all over, and Nall stumbled against him so they both ended up on the floor, dazed.

"Uhhh..." mumbled Nall. "Whoops."

"Ow. Who's always telling me to be careful? Now look what you did," said Thar, from underneath. "You're on my tail."

"No I'm not. I... oh," said the marten, sitting up. "I didn't think I was."

Nall's confusion came from Thar's tail being rather more brown than it tended to be at this time of year; with a black tip and a cream stripe, getting rapidly larger. The colour flooded back into his body, spreading cinnamon brown fur. His tail now looked very similar to Nall's, and the resemblance was only becoming more obvious. Thar's paws grew long and dark, while his ears perked up and his face changed shape too, clicking and stretching out into a long marten's muzzle.

"I don't think this was me. Was it you?" wondered the ermine, though quickly he was looking more and more like a marten all over, from the thickness of limbs to the length of his body. Any difference between the physical appearance of the pair disappeared as they watched, from the little semi-retractable claws to the presence of a pair of round glasses and small dark splotches of fur around his face. Two pine martens. Two Nalls.

"Wasn't me. I think you got magic in me and then I just pushed it straight back, so unless you had something specific in mind," started Nall, trailing off. Well, whether or not that was the exact reason, Thar was now a Nall clone. It'd take him some time to build up enough magic to do anything about it.

"Seems you like being me though," added the first marten, looking over his new twin's nude form. The air still felt hazy and tingly against the changed marten's fur, with something filling Thar's nose and likely Nall's too, judging by his little sniffs and whisker-twitches. Between those legs, a newly plump marten sheath and a little view of pink; it really felt hot in here. Hot and lazy. Being so close to the other marten made Thar's mind wander, and before he could really decide what that meant, he was nuzzling into Nall's neck as paws grabbed onto his own. Cuddly and intimate felt really good right now. Huff.

Nall took a few moments to get the idea, feeling the eagerness in Thar's touch and warmth as their tails curled together. His own length was coming into view, easier than he might have expected; the martens were straight into a kiss, with noses touching and tongues brushing, skipping very quickly through more gentle advances. Definitely something lingering in the room, some essence of magic bringing out their more lewd urges and ideas. It wasn't unpleasant -- far from it.

"Bit indulgent," murmured Thar, breaking the kiss. "Getting to play with yourself."

"Mmm, then let's see what we can do," Nall purred, leaning down and scritching paws along the other marten's bellyfur, before nosing and licking at the swelling sheath and inviting tip. Each lick was tinged with magic, as the first marten was up to something; each lick felt like a burst of sensitivity and warmth, and Thar felt his length ebb away, smaller and smaller until Nall could dip his tongue inside and dig deeper, folds and a warm tunnel and further changes creeping up the new marten's body and filtering into thoughts as well. Adjustments that washed over her, changing her more than just visibly; she was a marten girl, Nall was a marten boy, and the pair of them were still very similar.

Thar whined and pulled him closer, as she felt his tongue slip deeper and even tried to bring his nose a little way into herself. Ooh, the feeling was broad and deep and intense; she could get very used to this. Her scents too were eager and appealing, and Nall kissed as deep down there as he could before moving onto other urges. The marten's shaft was all out now, wet at the tip. He was warm from head to tail, guiding Thar onto her front and rubbing up between her tail, teeth nipping at her scruff and paws pressing at her back. The air was thick with warmth and musk, his rocking became more eager and her wiggles became more pushy and insistent, as the pair of frisky martens blindly lined up to breed.

Then, the doorbell sounded. The room's little lust spell seemed to ease up, and so the pair stopped. It had all happened so quickly, but now Lemurr was here and they were both hot and bothered. Warmth and scent and appearance would make it very obvious to the lemur what the twin martens had been doing.

"We could let him wait," said Nall, shyly.

"We could invite him to join," purred Thar, happily.

Lemurr was outside, waiting for someone to answer the door. It was cold, with a shiver from his ears to the tip of his long and stripy lemur tail, and he was glad for when the door opened.

"Oh, hey Nall," he said, heading into the warmth past the pine marten, putting a couple of bags down near the kitchen. "I brought beer and snacks and a few other things."

"That's good! Ooh, Thar wanted to show you something," said the marten, making the most of her new appearance. "In his room."

"Mmm, in his room, eh? Sounds fun," said the lemur, playfully. Thar grinned, and Lemurr went on upstairs.

The air was warm and scented even before getting into the bedroom, and when the lemur looked in, Nall was there on the bed, relaxing.

"Huh. Wait, but weren't you-"

"Surprise," said Thar, closing the door with her tail as marten paws hugged him from behind.

"Can never have too many Nalls," said Nall, gesturing towards the bed. "Why don't you come over here, we can show you."

"Umm, I'm not sure," began Lemurr. Each footstep made the patterns on the floor glow brightly, and by the time the lemur reached the bed, he couldn't recall why he wasn't sure. Seemed like a good way to spend the evening, cuddled up between two pine martens.

On the bed, Lemurr ended up in the middle, tangled happily in paws and their two tails as his own weaved and trailed off the bed. The pair of Nalls made short work of his clothing, up his arms and down his legs, and the warmth of their fur was delightful to chase off the outdoor cold. With their closeness, roaming paws, and the charged atmosphere of the room, Lemurr could feel his urges rising.

Thar found herself fondled, playful lemur paws between her legs, before the insistent nudge of his cock made her whine and flick her tail. He very much wanted to be inside, even not knowing which Nall was which. The marten girl sat up and shivered to feel herself slide down onto Lemurr's lap, while the marten guy turned around and slid his tip along the lemur's tongue, filling his mouth. A Nall at both ends was a new experience, and not an unwelcome one!

With his paws on her hips and tail, Lemurr focused on each hump and thrust, eyes closing and body rocking, edging deeper and growing stiffer and tighter inside Thar. At the same time, Nall stayed on all fours on the bed and bucked against the lemur muzzle, gradually getting faster. The patterns on the floor were still glowing, magic building up to meet the desires of the three of them. Two Nalls with their newest plaything, thought Lemurr. Why not be the perfect marten toy?

A collar appeared around the lemur's neck with a click, as cool purple ooze began to spread up and down, running along his chin and his chest. Lemurr's head would be coated first, with ears pulled tall and snout made rounder. The goo smelled of rubber and blackcurrant, covering tongue and teeth and making him feel giddy and soft. Nall felt the change before he saw it, bobbing in and out, making the toy's muzzle bulge and shift as though it was less solid. Lemurr chittered loudly with how warm the pushes felt, surprising himself with new noises. He'd be a squirrel toy for a pair of martens? Rrrf, he'd blush if he could. A squirrel from the neck up, but his organic body wasn't going to last long at this rate.

The drastic change didn't seem to bother the lemur. In fact, he was looking forward to it, and it hadn't escaped the notice of the two martens, either. Inside Thar, the toy continued to feel firm and hard, while the rest of him changed to be much softer. Melting was relaxing, the solid stuff of his body replaced by kneadable purple goo that could stretch and spring back. The squirrel shape continued over hands and feet and tail, surrounding the lemur until there was nothing to see but a cute, shiny squirrel toy. Thar squeezed him tightly inside, dooking and purring at how Lemurr felt, before wiggling herself free to get more of a look at the toy.

"Ooh, Nall, I think the magic has a mind of its own," she said. "I figured he'd join in, but I wasn't expecting him to turn into a goo toy."

"Maybe we should finish off somewhere else, away from the spell," said the marten, panting and rubbing the toy's ears. "Feeling okay, Lemurr?"

"Oooh, very much," cooed the squirrel toy, sounding and looking very relaxed with his tail wiggling. "But I don't think we need to move, the bed's all warm now, and this Nall seems almost ready to pop."

Nall squeaked, as the toy muzzle began to bob and lick more firmly at his tip, closing around his stiff marten length. Being here felt good, with magic in the air and the walls and the floor and the bed, eager mischief that kept them lewd and encouraged them on. The marten forgot about his idea to leave as he humped and pushed deep, sprawling over the toy to wrap his own muzzle around the shiny purple cock. Goo started to spread into his mouth and nose, filling his senses with warmth and need as Thar watched the pair of them.

"Um, well if we're going, then we should go," she said. Not that she was moving either, wanting to see what happened, quite comfy here in the bedroom. Nall lifted himself off Lemurr as goo filled his muzzle and throat, only for the toy to pull him back in. The squirrel's length slipped into one of the marten's ears instead, starting to drip goo inside, making him mumble and his eyes swirl, tail and feet squirming. Squirrels were always getting the better of Nall, and the subtle magic was playing into his thoughts, so now he had a muzzle and ears full of squirrel goo, with his head and face starting to change accordingly. Lemurr couldn't hold himself back, panting and flooding the marten. Thoughts full of goo and magic and warmth.

He'd make a good toy as well, and the process was already starting to take Nall over. Squirrel features, squirrel tail, pushing out from his body as though they should always have been there. Gooey purple hide took over his fur, trickling and coating, wrapping up his feet and hands into big, puffy paws. There wasn't anywhere left untouched, with purple claiming every drop of fur and claws, ears and nose, sealing him into a familiar squirrel shape. Soon they were both the same as each other, with Nall on the bed feeling ever so pent-up, and Lemurr pulling out of him with drops of rubbery goo hitting the bed. Two squirrel toys, one marten girl. Nall licked at his soft paws, and looked down the length of his body.

"This isn't going how I expected at all," he said. "But it's really something. Thar, you have to try this."

"Ooh, no I have another idea for her," said Lemurr, grinning up at the marten. "I think a couple of squirrel toys could have some fun. What do you think, Thar?"

Although there'd been some lucidity earlier, when Nall had suggested they leave the room, the magic had continued to work on the three of them. Thar was nibbling her fingers, teasing herself between her legs with paws and tail while the others had been busy. "Where do you want me?" she replied, full of curiosity. Even a little goo had quickly taken over Nall, so it remained to be seen what both of them might do to her. Lemurr moved over to lift up her tail, and beckoned Nall to her muzzle, and the two of them slipped in at about the same time. Rubber and blackcurrant and warmth and goo, hot and sweet and so close. Thar was pushed back and forth as the toys got moving.

Soft heat began to slip into her, a trail of warm goo from both the squirrels that filled her up yet didn't make her feel full. Thar's belly grew as she swallowed and squeaked, looking and getting heavier as the bed gave a little creak. Despite the goo pouring out of them, the toys weren't getting any smaller, as there was magic at work. In among the goo, Thar felt firm bubbles both in her throat and under her tail. Dazed, happily distracted, she rolled her tongue across one before letting it follow the others. An egg? It felt like one, and she was quickly losing count of the stiff eggs being pumped in with the rest of the goo.

Purple fur was starting to show through Thar's brown pelt, but it was taking some time. Her eyes did have a purple glow, and some of the goo had dripped down her muzzle and tail. The marten's belly was huge and round, big enough that her legs would have some trouble getting her anywhere. Yet her body found more room, soon filling the double bed, one of the legs giving way as her weight and theirs proved to be just too much. Gravid, flooded and full, Thar tingled with warmth and satisfaction. One lewd peak was eclipsed by the next, each getting more intense as she swelled up more and more.

Nall quickened his pushes inside her mouth, his eyes closed and his gooey paws rubbing behind her ears. He finished with a huge squirt of goo that made Thar feel warm and dizzy, the giant plump marten resting her head back and dooking softly. Lemurr continued on, getting quicker and more desperate to reach a climax, with every little shuffle planting a new egg. The rush of finishing was enough to shrink the goo-squirrel a few inches and swell Thar up noticeably more, and Nall cuddled up to her huge body as the other toy closed his eyes and settled in close, paws wrapping around.

The marten's wide tail couldn't fit on the bed, trailing off to the floor. Paws wiggled in mid-air, with only her round bulk touching the bed. Though most of the extra size was concentrated on her chest and belly, her neck and arms had grown as well. Little bumps could be felt as Lemurr hugged up close, joining his twin squirrel toy in staying warm with the overstuffed mustelid. Full of growth and eggs, that had been the order of the day, and with the three of them sated the magic of the room finally started to fade.

Possibly some reason would return to their thoughts, and one or more of them would realise they'd been caught up in some highly charged magic and start thinking about what to do next. But, it didn't seem like that'd be any time soon, and Thar and her toys were already thinking about what more could come later...

-fin