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Xipilli flicked his tongue and leaned against the counter. The viper naga's eyes kept darting towards the door. He was expecting one last customer for the day then he could get onto other projects. Which he had several he needed to get started on. At least luck was with him in that he wouldn't have to go hunting for ingredients. He'd already picked up the rarer, more dangerous things around here. The rest had been delivered by a merchant friend of his, Juniper. The porcupine had proven herself to not only be a great friend, ally, and lover, but an amazing merchant capable of hunting down shockingly rare items. With her help, he'd be able to try a few new things he hadn't before.

_Yes, because I can just recreate a high level druidic spell with a potion._His tongue flicked, danced, and snapped back.

Much as he appreciated the leeway Siksta gave him, and the carte blanche when it came to developing potions for her; sometimes things were just beyond his capabilities. Though it wouldn't stop him from investigating and researching. He'd felt that some things were beyond his abilities before. Potions being what they were, and magic being magic. However, he had also proven himself wrong before. Maybe with the right blend of reagents, time, and skill, he could give the dragoness what she wanted.

Worse comes to worst, he might be able to help someone else. Which was never a problem, for him or Siksta. Though she would be disappointed. She wasn't the only one either. He wanted to help her, and by proxy, others.

"Urrrgh..." he breathed out and pressed his head into his hands. The yellow striped viper hunched and ground his teeth. "Hrrf..." came the low, grumbling hiss.

"Is there something wrong, Healer?"

The voice was even keeled, mid-range, and belonged to one of the scariest people Xipilli knew. "Rhari!" he jerked upright and stared at the red-tailed hawk across the counter from him. "Sorry," he dipped his head and lowered himself back to his usual half-slouched height, "was just pondering over several potential potions and their practical uses."

An outright lie, but he had to hope that his expression was unreadable enough. He didn't know the scope of Rhari's abilities, beyond beyond a superb marksman. Which did help him with his other job. Or at least so he'd heard. Siksta had spoken highly of the hawk on the singular occasion the topic had come up. A chance meeting where one was entering his shop as the other was leaving. More prominent was the rumors that floated about the hawk. Even Xipilli found people talking with him about the hunter.

True or not, Xipilli found himself afraid of Rhari. He always slithered about on eggshells around the hawk.

Probably not a good thing that Juniper had decided this was optimal playtime. The porcupine lounged under the counter, laying on a spot she'd cleared for herself. Both hands tenderly cupping his tail, keeping it from sliding away from her. All while her exceptionally talented tongue bathed his twin cocks. Gently gliding about the base then sliding up to one tip. Oh so playfully licking about his crown. Her tongue carefully, slowly, tracing each and every bump on his flesh. Then taking him into her mouth with a sigh he could only just feel on his flesh. All while her hand toyed with his other length, not wanting it to be left to fallow.

On any given day, she could have him singing her praises. Moaning in the sweetest ways just for her enjoyment. Coaxing smiles from his quilled lover even as she brought him to the peaks of bliss time after time.

Not something he wanted to do before a hunter who was suspicious of all.

Rhari's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "Are you certain, Xipilli?" His voice dropped ever so slightly as he leaned in. "Is everything okay?" Those sharp, avian eyes scanned his face. Trying to read anything in the viper's expression. It felt like he were being flayed open, laid bare before the hunter. That every secret he had would soon be laid out and put on display for the hawk. What caused that crease in his cheek? The line on his forehead. Soon, Rhari would know everything.

"Y-yeah," he covered the gasp with a burst of nervous laughter. Doing his absolute best to ignore how Juniper took him to the very root. Her soft cheek brushing his other cock while her throat squeezed his tip. It would have been enough to bring him to his knees, if he had them. As it were, he nearly dropped to the counter. "Just been," heavens above, that girl was going to be the death of him! "working on a few potions. Breathed in the wrong fumes is all. Made me feel a little..." he wiggled a finger near his head, "wobbly." His tail twitched and a restrained gag sounded from under the counter. Barely even audible, yet he was certain the hunter heard all.

Rhari's head twitched ever so slightly. Had he heard it, or was it just one of those avian twinges? There was the barest narrowing of the eyes. A scant suspicion that made worry crawl through the viper's body. He had to distract him, "Ah yes," a snap of his fingers made the hawk lock eyes with him, "Silly me, I half-forgot your medicine."

A tilt of the head and arch of the brow, "You half-forgot why I was coming here today? As I do every three months? As I have for the last several years?"

"Fumes," Xipilli waved the suspicion off. "Now where did I..." he dipped his head under the counter and hissed at Juniper, "Gonna get me in trouble." She only grinned at him, casually working both of his cocks together with one hand. "Now I swear I put it down here," had to keep the ruse up. Though Juni just rolled her eyes and too-casually tried to fit both his cocks into her mouth at once. Lips bulging obscenely as she ran her tongue around both his heads at the same time. "Ahhhaaa..." he hissed out, gaining a lopsided grin from the porcupine. "there it is!"

He sat up and turned quickly, praying that his cheeks weren't that flushed. The pouch was not as large as one would suspect. Hardly any larger than a coin pouch, though fragrant with the blend of herbs within. "Forgot, had put it over here."

Rhari ruffled and leaned back as Xipilli turned back with the pouch, "The same spot you always put it." The hawk's feathers ruffled ever so slightly. "But hey, fumes am I right?" He clicked his beak with a laugh, trading money for the herbs. "Be wary of those fumes, Healer." Winged arms waved as Rhari left the shop, already taking a bit of herb and popping it into his beak.

No sooner did the door latch than Xipilli hissed, "You are nothing but..." claws scraped the counter, "nothing... but... Ahhh!"

It was less an exclamation and more a cry of release. Juniper had been under his shop counter for some hours, having made herself a little nest there out of pillows and a blanket. For hours, she'd had him tethered there while she teased him. Bringing him to the very edge of release before backing down. Time and time again, hour after hour, always teasing him with that pleasure before letting it slip away. She'd chosen that very moment to bring him over the edge. The sheer intensity of his climax after such a long, tantric session was enough to make him see double. Xipilli literally collapsing against the counter as his body hummed with the bliss of his realized release.

Juniper slid from her nest, the topless porcupine grinning despite the amount of cum painting her face and running down her front. "I'm sorry, Lover, what was that? I was a little," she ran a finger over a trail of his cum, bringing it to her mouth, "distracted." She finished with a grin, licking her digit clean.

Xipilli peered out from under a hand, "Evil. You are pure evil and you know it."

His body shifted as she stepped towards him. Instinctively forming into loose coils that she could use as a seat. "It's your fault, you know." Her voice was soft, almost sing-song, and tone was that too-innocent note.

"My fault?" his tongue flicked at her nose, "I just mentioned how, in the wild, some, feral, species of snake can mate for hours on end."

She draped her arms around his neck, "And I decided to see if my viper could stand up to what his wild kin can do. Good news, you can, and it's messy." She grinned broadly, either ignoring or basking in how his seed ran down her neck and pooled above one of her breasts. "Though I have to use the privy." She gave him a messy kiss and hopped off. "Why don't you lock up? I've still got several days of my relaxation before I plan on even thinking of business again." A wiggle of her hips sent her quills rattling. "The herbalist is done for the day, isn't he?"

Despite how dangerous those spines were, Xipilli found himself staring at her rear with longing. "Yeah, no more customers today."

She tapped his nose and pushed on it ever so lightly, "Oh you've got someone you can..." she leaned in close and almost purred, "service." If her words and tone weren't enough to make her intent clear, the way she leaned forward and flashed him drove that home.

It'd been months since their first meeting, dinner, and then tryst. What followed had been a series of letters, quick visits as she passed by, and many nights thinking on her. When her letter came saying that she was returning, and was taking a much-needed vacation, he'd been beyond thrilled. Followed by a half-panic as he set about cleaning up. While he wasn't a slob, he was rather forgetful on some fronts. He kept his shop tidy, and workshop/kitchen neat enough. Through 'neat enough' meant that he could slither through the room. What followed was days of frantic cleaning and straightening. Enough clutter had left his shop that some rumors were spreading that he was going to be leaving town.

That had started a whole slew of questions and other problems.

Once the locals were convinced that he wasn't leaving, that lead to another barrage of questions. It was a never ending cycle of people trying to figure out more about him. The local oddity. A viper naga who, despite rumors to the contrary, did all he could to help them. Yet there were still whispered rumors. He ate orphans or paupers. He was a demon and his medicines were so subtly insidious, corrupting them one dose at a time. Surely they'd all be naga before the year was out!

Strange how that rumor stared years ago, and he was still the only one that shed. Not to mention most of the less fortunate weren't issues. He tended to make real problems vanish.

Then there was Juniper. On a normal cycle, she'd get the barest of town rumors about her. The strange, single female merchant that came into town with all kinds of strange objects in addition to the mundane items. She was always willing to fulfill a special request too. How she managed to find even the most obscure of item was anyone's guess. There were rumors of magic, demonic pacts, and the like. Though the tales would fade days after she left.

Until she started staying around his shop. Then there was all new ammunition for the rumor mill. While he was worried about what they might say about her, she didn't give two hoots.

His tongue flicked as he slid around the counter and made for the door. Honestly, that was one of the amazing things about her. She didn't seem to care about the rumor mills, but was more than happy to supply her own wild tales. Though she was good at keeping secrets, and hadn't been bothered by some of his truths. Rather she took him as a whole and how he presented. Well,_she'd admitted, _gotta say I am a bit biased. While you ate some guy, he was gonna rape me.

"How long has this soup been on?"

Xipilli twisted just a bit, "About lunch time." He checked out his door, no one out there waiting for him. Flip the sign over so they'd know he was here, but would be hard to reach. Never really closed unless he was out of shop. Then lock up the door so no one wandered in on them. Would be embarrassing, if not for Juniper, then at least for him. Once he was certain the door was locked, he turned to the shop.

It's funny. That moment of stillness before the pieces fall into place and catastrophe strikes. The quiet exclamation of, "Ugh, what is in this?" A creak of floorboards. Remembering that he had two pots on the stove. A stew, and a concoction.

"JUNIPER!" he yelped. Though it was too late. Something crashed in the kitchen, wood splintered, and there was a horrendous noise from his spiked lover.

Xipilli vaulted the counter and slithered to the kitchen door with all due haste. He'd never vaulted anything before. Ignoring the ache as his solid form thudded off the floorboards. The naga even skidded, slamming his shoulder into the door frame as he rushed to the kitchen. Only to stop and stare at Juniper in a mix of shock and awe.

The mixture, something meant for Siksta and only partway through brewing. Though even that part was made of some fairly potent stuff. More potent than he would have imagined. Juniper was alive and rubbing her head. Though it didn't seem she'd noticed what happened to her yet. The half-brew had altered her radically. She'd grown in size, now large enough that she was hunched forward to avoid hitting the ceiling. The sound of breaking wood came from when she'd forced the heavy table against the wall, which crushed a dozen crates he'd had stored there. Her features had changed too. Altering from the softer porcupine muzzle and form to a slightly more angular, almost draconic appearance.

She rubbed her head and groaned, "What was in that soup?" Then her eyes opened slowly, staring down at him. She blinked, eyes crossed, uncrossed, and she looked at her hand. "Xip..." her size-deepened voice rumbled across him, "what was in that soup? What did you have for lunch?!"

His tongue flicked nervously, "Um... That wasn't lunch." He pointed at the heavy pot next to the earthenware crucible, "That was lunch stew."

Juniper shifted, her quills rasping across the wall. She stared down into the two pots. Frowned, "What... why is that on the stove next to food?!"

"I'm usually here alone!" he hissed in defense.

She leaned back and crossed her arms with a huff, "Okay..." a slow breath, "Okay. Panicking won't help. I won't explode or die, right?" Her brow arched as he hesitated, "Right?!"

Brows lifted, "Well... if you were going to explode you would have by now." She was right, had to calm down. He breathed, flicked his tongue, and ran through what was in that pot. "Can't make you un-drink it now. Could make up something from charcoal, could help filter it out. Give me a moment..." he started to tap his head as he thought, "if I wanted to counter it I'd need..." Fingers tapped against his muzzle quickly before diving across Juniper's outstretched leg.

"Whoa!" she called out as his scaled body rasped over her fur. "That tickles." The mutated porcupine twisted as the viper dug through several ruined crates. She perked her ears and just watched, "Should I move, or..." when she tried to shift away more, she heard something else crack. Not to mention how her quills jabbed into the wood, "Or I'll stay right here. That sound good?" A heavy sigh, "Yeah, that sounds good."

Xipilli perked his head over her thigh, "Sorry, just trying to remember what exactly countered... Ah!" he whipped out a bundle of herbs. Which looked like many other bundles that had been scattered around, "There it is." He dove back across her thigh. Tail whipping as he did his best to slide across her.

It was an odd feeling. Not an unwelcome one either. Juniper had ground against his trunk many times. Those smooth, well maintained scales could feel so good against her. Plus it was fun watching him squirm as she started to breathe out those sweet moans just for him. He was so cute when he got flustered, and she did so love to get him flustered.

Which could prove a problem right now. She wanted his full focus on getting her fixed up. Although the temptation to make use of her larger size was real. She was taller than him, technically. He loved to slouch about to be less threatening or something. Which she could understand. Especially around these people here. They tended to be jumpy about anything odd. She was mostly okay because she was a mammal. Even then, single woman, traveling alone, her quills, and lifestyle? If the town wasn't a touch unusual, ruled over by that golden dragonborn, she could imagine that Xip would forever exist on the outskirts. Having the leader go, _He's okay_tended to put people at ease.

"Just need, ah!" Scales slithered across her again in a quick dart, Xipilli deciding it was better to go under her leg than over. Which meant that his rather long body was twined about both her thighs in a rough figure eight. She tried to hold still, didn't want to distract him, but he was a wiggly bastard. Especially when he was lost in thought. Images of her sliding his tail inside herself danced through her mind. Letting it twitch and wiggle as he tried to work. "Okay, just have to..." he darted past, the twisted length of his tail gliding across her thighs.

And between them.

There was no stopping the quiet moan that whispered between her lips. She'd already been excited from her play earlier. No amount of sudden body changes was going to alter that. Plus her mind had been painting some rather vivid images. Not to mention that the feel of his warm body gliding over hers was always thrilling. So there was no holding back the moan. Best she could do was bite it back into a breathy huff.

Xipilli perked his head up from his mortar, "Are you okay?"

Juniper nodded her head, "Ya," though it didn't stop her from rolling her hips slowly against his tail.

The viper perked slowly, "Are you starting to cramp up?" he glanced over her quickly. She was forced into a kind of slouch due to the kitchen's lower roof. She could sit up some between the rafters, but still wasn't much room. So she had to be...

Why was his tail getting warm? And slick. He wiggled his tail, mentally traced where his body went.

Oh.

Oh!

Ohhhh...

"Ah..." he breathed out, "s-should I move my tail?"

Juniper's cheeks reddened, but then she grinned at him. "Only if you want to hear me moan more." His tongue flickered out nervously. "I'll be good... adjacent." Another nervous tongue flick. "I promise."

Her promise still had him a bit wary and nervous. "Okay, just..." he flicked his tongue, trying to avoid flicking his tail, "don't distract me too much. Please. This stuff can get a bit tricky to mix up. Especially when I have to adjust for," he waved a hand towards her, "you being larger."

Juniper mock-gasped at him, "Did you just call me fat?"

Xipilli started, stammered, then narrowed his eyes when he caught her grin. His tongue flicked out at her with a, "Hmmph, maybe should leave you large then..."

She flashed a mischievous grin, "Maybe you should..." as her fingers trailed over his tail. "Could lead to all new... Experiences." The way she licked her lips and rubbed his tail against her petals made it all too clear what experiences she had in mind. Whatever play he might have been trying to start faded away with a surprised hiss that squeaked from the viper. His attention snapped back to what he was working on. Thankfully, Juniper released his tail from her grip.

Though it wouldn't stop her from letting her fingers dip into her own nethers. Xipilli's tongue flicked, sampled the air, and came back. Which was a more of a mistake than he would have thought. Her scent coated his tongue. Xipilli's cheeks flushed as he squirmed. Nerves rippled down his body and made his tail twitch.

He tried not to think about it, but not thinking about it only made him think more. It was like trying not to think on a secret. The more he tried to avert his mind, the more it fed him all sorts of ideas and fantasies. Which lead to the problem of his slit starting to swell. Bad enough that he was distracted by the smell, now he had this? All he had to do was really focus on what he was doing. Just focus and not thing about how great it was each time he and Juniper had...relations.

Heavens above, he was such a dork. They'd had sex many times now, and he was still a little shy about it. She said it made him cute. Not sure if he agreed or not. Though again, she'd say that was cute. He still didn't know why she thought he was cute, but here they were.

Dust puffed from the herbs as he worked his pestle. The viper's tongue just happened to flick, catching a bit. He rocked back, head twisting as he coughed and sneezed, "Ugh," rubbing his tongue with his fingers. "Need to stop doing that." Another cough, "Instructor always warned me about that." Though he still got a panted giggle from Juniper.

"Not gonna turn blue on me, are you?"

Xipilli shook his head, "Nah, that stuff is harmless until it's all mixed up." Was still dry as hell though. He made a face as he kept mixing it up, rolling tongue around in his mouth.

Juniper breathed out a chuckle, watching as the viper wound and wove about the room. A bundle of herbs here. Some oil there. Other things she couldn't begin to identify. Much as she loved playing with herself and teasing him, there was something somewhat hypnotic about how he moved. Besides, she knew better than to distract someone that was trying to fix her problems.

No matter how cute and fuckable they are. Once she was fixed? Oh he was so ridden.

Luckily, she wouldn't have to wait too long. Xipilli set about adding more liquids to a large pot, then dumped the herb mixture into an oversized strainer. "Okay," he rocked back with a low hiss, "shouldn't be more than..." he rolled his head back and forth before looking around. "Ah," he fished a sphere out from under a box, "Good, didn't break." A deft twist made something start to hum within it. "Ten minutes or so."

She blinked, "Boiling and all, or..." the large pot began to bubble slowly, "Wow, that was fast."

Xipilli rolled his shoulders, "Not a lot of water in there, mostly alcohol to extract what's needed. Won't be boozy though, a lot of that gets cooked off, then diluted, and then mixed back in. It'll be like a gin, kind of really. Though not so much because of the..."

A large hand slid over his muzzle and gently closed his maw. "Xip, dear, you know I love when you go on your alchemical rambles. You're just so adorable. Right now though, I do wonder if I'm safe." Juniper tilted her head a little and arched her brow. That knowing, playful look on her face made his cheeks flush. "Well, that's a good enough answer for me." The altered porcupine flashed a wider grin and leaned back. Careful not to ruin his kitchen further, even as she presented herself.

Xipilli's mind raced, but was frozen at the same time. _Was she safe?_The question ran on loop in his head. By all rights she should be. Though the potion he was working on was one to try and fix fertility issues. However, he hadn't gotten around to adding the enhancing reagents. It was all just the base. Which would explain her current form and situation. There was so many variables to really consider. By all rights, he should sit down with papers and figure it out. Though, judging from the look on Juniper's face, she'd give him a swat if he did. Seemed like one of those situations where he should listen to his gut.

"Yes," though even he could hear the slight quaver in his voice. "Yeah," he stated with more confidence, "Sshould be fine." He hoped.

Juniper thought then smiled at him, "Good, now let's see how you can do with Big Momma Juni." The dragon-like porcupine reached down to spread her lips. That twinge that he'd only just kept at bay turned into a needy throb. He slid towards her before that throb became a problem.

His earlier movements had been accidental. Teasing his lover without thinking about it. Now he could focus a bit more. Twining his body about hers. Coiling over and across her thighs. The feel of her shivering, her slight pant, and the restrained moan as his body slid over her warmth. It was just pure ecstasy for him.

Not too bad for her either.

Getting lined up had always been interesting for them. Between his larger (usually) legless form, and her quills, it did limit their options. Now that she was several times larger than him, and trapped in a somewhat awkward position in the kitchen? Well, good thing he was mobile. Readily able to slide between her thighs. His body sliding up along her torso. Though usually, he'd wrap about her a bit, positioning his tail where they could have a good, deep tryst. Now, he found himself lounging between her breasts. Trunk draped between her thighs.

Without thinking, he placed his hands as if pull her into an embrace. Only to realize how much larger she was. Not a particularly bad thing, since it put his head between her breasts. A quick shift of his hands let him tease her nipples. Her entire body vibrated under his with her moan. The sound sweet as could be as it shook through his body.

Just a breath of time before his tail slid between her legs. His engorged lengths sprang from his slit before they got close to her entrance. Xipilli hissed, arching as he slid his lengths home. He arched into her, tail bracing on her thigh. His body began to roll smoothly against hers. Barely moving his lengths at first. He liked to take it slow, and she loved it when he teased her.

"Hmm..." Juniper rumbled out. Peering down at him with lidded eyes. "Are you..."

Xipilli flicked his tongue, "Yeah," he rolled his tail, sliding his twin lengths against her. They both easily fit into her. Not a feat they could do before. But then again, she wasn't twenty feet tall before.

Well, maybe not that tall. He wasn't about to break out the measuring stick.

Normally he would, but he was distracted.

Juniper wiggled her hips just a little. The enlarged porcupine looking like she was about to suggest something else. Xipilli had been thinking the same thing, but then he felt something. Blessing his sensitive underside, he shifted his body. Just a slow, almost locomotive writhe of his form. Though he wasn't planning on going anywhere. Just using that slow motion and his own scales. Those larger, thicker belly scales, carefully cleaned and oiled almost daily. Juniper had always said she loved how soft his hide was. Now she felt it in a far more personal way than she'd ever imagined.

"Mmmmph," she puffed out between her lips with a dreamy half-smile. A slow puff blowing from her nose down at him, body arching towards his happily. "Got some tricks you hadn't shown me?" She grinned, eyes lidded, as she rolled her hips towards him.

Xipilli flicked his tongue, "Mmm," came the low, affirmative moan. Though he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing. Just half-remembered things taught to him as he grew up. Shame he'd never been that interested in viper sex ed. Just learned enough that he wasn't bad with his partners. Well, at least good enough that they hadn't complained. To his face. Juniper had walked him through a few things she enjoyed. Her _love map_as she called it.

Couldn't let himself get too distracted. Not when he was just starting to find a rhythm that they both enjoyed. He could feel Juniper shudder under him. Those ripples shook through her, each minuscule vibration and brush of her fur registered on his underside. Not many people realized just how sensitive a snake's underbelly was.

While he could focus on just that, he knew there was more to her. Xipilli rolled his body and licked over one of her teats. He was careful with his fangs, keeping them well tucked away. He'd drained his venom that morning, as always, but didn't want to risk it. Last thing either of them wanted was to have him giving her antivenom. Always tended to kill the mood when that came up. Though he could keep them at bay. Using just his tongue and lips to coax her teats to full hardness. All while his body rolled smoothly against hers.

Triiiillll!

Twin groans. As he started to pull away, her legs shifted. Just a slow curl to keep his lower half in place. She watched with blissfully narrowed eyes, a hand falling to her own breast. Xipilli gave it a quick lick and pluck with his lips before turning to the waiting pot. Though it was harder than he'd though to keep playing with her, while trying to strain out the pot. Juniper flashed a little grin and reached down. Fingers sliding alongside his body. Just toying with him and using him almost like a sex toy.

He flicked his tongue at her, "Gonna make a huge mess."

She stuck her tongue out, "Isn't that always the end goal?" While she slowed her play, she didn't stop. "So what is this stuff?"

Another flick, "It's... complicated. Involves a purge of what was in the other batch, and then a restoration." He saw the look on her face, "It won't be..." he thought for a moment on how to phrase it. Ending up with a hang motion coming up his throat and sliding past his mouth, "messy."

Juniper sat up, "Oookay, so what do I do?"

He wiggled his tail a bit, cocks sliding just inside her. "Well, the pot is warm, but it should be fine. Just," he mimed, "drink."

She looked at the stoneware pot, "The whole thing?"

"It's just like a mug of tea. Scaled up to your size."

Juniper looked at him, looked at the pot, then back to him. "Is it going to taste bad?"

"Horrible, didn't have time to flavor it."

Nose wrinkled, "Always so straightforward." She took a breath, lifted the pot, and nearly retched at the smell. Another look at Xipilli, and she tipped the pot backwards. Body heaving as she fought the urge to spit the potion out. Yet she pushed on and managed to swallow it down. "UGH! That was..."

Something rumbled deep within the altered porcupine. She coughed, and made a face. "Feels like I've got..." she rubbed her chest and shook her head. Sitting up as if to try and free whatever gas might be causing her pain. Juniper opened her mouth, rolled her head, and...

Steam exploded into the room from seemingly every pore of her body. Juniper yelped, the sound rather hoarse and croaking. Xipilli sputtered at the sudden eruption. For a split second, he was worried about being scalded. The steam, or rather mist, was somewhat cool to the touch. Not too cold, nor really wet. It had a deeply herbal scent to it. Just a split second was all it took for his worry to shift and a chill raced up his spine. "Ah!" he gasped and lurched back, covering his face.

"Wh..." Juniper coughed and sputtered, "what's wrong?" She waved her hands about and tried to clear out the thick fog that was filling the kitchen.

A shape waved in the fog, followed by muffled noises. "Hold breath!" Juniper frowned, and put her hand over her mouth. Feeling the familiar snout. One hand over her face, she looked at her other. No odd scales poking out of her fur. Hands weren't' clawed anymore. It all seemed so normal. Though the heavy mist was covering everything. Hard to even see her hand in front of her face.

Within seconds, the heavy fog began to clear and she was able to check her body more. Looked normal, felt normal, so she felt herself calming. Though she'd still have to talk to Xipilli about marking potions and soups on the stove. "Friggin alchemical..." she muttered, "Xip?"

A shape waved across the kitchen, "Yeah, it's good. Just," a sputtering noise as he lurched upwards, bracing on a counter, "let it clear." He leaned heavily against the counter, hands clamped tight to his mouth. She could just make out him groping around for something near the stove.

"Should I crack a window?" she took a step towards where she knew a window was. Though cursed as she banged her knee off a ruined crate.

"No! The chimney has filters in it, magical and physical. Will just need to..." A great wooshing noise filled the kitchen. The cloud swirled and raced towards the kitchen's chimney to get vented. "Ah! Should make that easier to find."

The alchemist's vent system made short work of whatever that was. The alchemical steam swirling past Xipilli and out of the kitchen. "If this is dangerous," Juniper called over the din, "should we be talking so much?" Didn't seem like the greatest of ideas if you asked her. Though did make her wonder what that was. "Hey, what's up with that..." she waved her hand in the vanishing mist, then froze.

Xipilli moved away from the chimney, wobbled, and caught himself on a counter. "Uhg..." The naga rolled his head slowly and took a breath, shook his head, and then stared down at his body. "Alembic..." came the rather odd curse.

His body had shortened. The naga's once exceptional length, which was as long as several men were tall, had shortened. His already lean frame had thinned out a bit more as mass redistributed itself. Not much else had changed about him. His coloration was still his usual rich yellow with brown stripes. Though now he sported a pair of legs that held him unsteadily.

"Ahhh crucible. Not again." Xipilli tried his legs, wobbled, and went face down with a rather solid thud.

Juniper lunged as he started to fall, but was unsteady herself. The second she began to move, pins and needles shot through her legs. She managed to just catch herself on the edge of a table. "Xip?" worry tinged her voice. He shifted slowly and offered a thumbs up. He was okay, but she felt that worry crawl around her gut in hot knots. "What happened?" A wobbly step, then another, her legs soon figuring themselves out again. "I drank the potion to undo this, so why are you all?" Her eyes narrowed a touch, "And what do you mean, again?"

He rolled over to look up at her, "Leggy?" He lifted a leg to wiggle it, but nearly kneed himself in the face. "Happened before." He blinked up at his leg, wiggled it, and then let it fall back to the ground. "It's happened to me before." He blinked again, tongue flicked, "When I was mixing up your antigen, I breathed in dust from a couple things. Must have gotten," he trailed off and muttered to himself.

"Okay," she slid onto the ground beside him and drew his head into her lap. "So you breathed in something. Why only change after I got ensmallenated?"

It took him a moment and a tongue flick to realize what she was asking about. "Tricky thing about alchemy is how the potions do things. Get larger? Gotta fill it up with something. Miasma is a quick and easy fix until enough biomass can be accumulated to fill that area. Counter it? It's gotta go somewhere, so," he made a motion with his hands, "Fwoosh. Most of the time it's inert, but sometimes it can react with other things." He looked up at her, tongue flicking around the edge of her breast, "Means you might have more business getting some of the rare reagents for me."

She gave his nose a playful swat, "Money aside, are you going to be okay?"

He stretched out, rolled his legs, and groaned. "Yeah. Just need a little bit to get used to legs again." He turned his head, a little embarrassed, "I'd tried passing as a snake here or there a while back. Got weird when the potion would wear off suddenly. So then just started sliding everywhere again. I have some oil upstairs that'll fix it, but..." he flicked his tongue again.

"But?" she arched a brow and ran her hands over his chest and neck.

Xipilli arched with a low hiss, "But, to many changes like that too quick wears me down. Could change back, but then out for a few hours."

"I feel fine." She narrowed her eyes a little. "Is this one of those," she wiggled her hands, "weird rules." He mirrored the hand wiggle. Juniper breathed a sigh, "Okay, come on let's get you up then." She gave his chest a good thump and started to stand.

Xipilli blinked as she got up and offered him a hand. "Upstairs? But I'll be zonked after using the oil." Though he did take her help getting up. And her support in getting his feet working under him. Felt weird as all heck getting back on his feet. It'd been years since he'd felt them, vastly preferring his own ambulatory system. Falling and catching yourself to move? Barbaric.

Juniper helped him a few steps until it was clear he could move on his own. "Oh I know, but your bed is upstairs too. I want to see what you can do, Leggy boy." She gave him a kiss and grinned, stepping away, "Meet you up there, wobbly boy." Then left him on his own in the kitchen. He took a second to look around, only for her voice to drift down the stairs, "We'll clean that up later, Xip. Get up here before I start without you!"

How could he argue with that?

Xipilli made it a step before his leg cramped up, "Ack!" came the choked noise, followed by a hiss and massaging of his leg. "Coming!" Damned legs. His body never cramped up like that. He managed to hobble a step before getting going again. Which sent him wobbling a fair bit, banging off the doorway.

Juniper was doing her best to not laugh as he stumbled into the bedroom. She lay back on the bed, stretching out on her side, "So graceful," she flashed a grin. "Come on, let's put those leggies to good use." She was a vision of beauty. Body stretched out just so, quills splayed out behind her. Legs curled just towards her chest enough to show off her wonderful slit.

It was about then that he discovered that his male slit had moved. "Well," Juniper almost purred, "that's going to fell familiar, yet strange." She flashed a wider grin and reached back to grip her rear. Spreading the cheeks for him.

Tongue flicked, tasting the merchant's arousal on the air. He made it to the bed with a stumbling saunter. Once he was at the bed, he was able to move with more confidence. Slinking up onto the bed behind her. Juniper arched with a breathy sigh, offering both sets of lips to him. They met in a kiss, Juniper breathing out a moan to him as his length brushed her petals.

Just that moment of kissing. The light brush before he pushed in. Those familiar walls welcoming him in as she shuddered under him. He groaned and pressed himself deep. The viper's second cock nudging between her thighs. As she pressed into the kiss, her tongue meeting his. Forks slid over and around hers, exploring her mouth, tasting the remains of the potions. Hips rocked ever so slowly against hers, letting his length soak in her warmth. Soft fingers dipped between her thighs and played with his tip, spreading precum over his head.

Only for a moment though. He pulled back and shifted his hips ever so slightly. Juniper arched under him, breathed in as his tip found her pucker. Her fingers drifted further back, guiding him to her peach.

"Ahh!" she breathed out, breaking the kiss, as he pressed into her. Both holes stretching pleasantly around his lengths. It wasn't the first time they'd done this. You've got two, I'm gonna use both of them! She'd declared a while back. Though that meant exploring different ways to prepare, and use, his tools.

She liked preparing herself, said he enjoyed driving her wild too much. Which he did, it was fun to hear her moan and squirm as he ate her out. Though even now, he still took a little longer to press himself slit deep into her. Hips having to shift more than he was used to so he could ease himself all the way in. Damn hips, getting in the way. Much easier to just twine around her and go for a few hours.

Although there was something to be said for having legs. That first thrust made him gasp. The feel of her backside patting gently off his hips. Her quiet moan melding so beautifully with the quiet thump of his hide on her fur. A shiver raced up his spine, instinct urging him to thrust again. Harder this time. Faster.

Something that was only urged on by Juniper's gasp and smile. That little twinkle in her eyes that showed she was loving this. He felt his loins tighten. Both cocks twitched, stood that much harder. Xipilli hissed, trying to pull himself back from digging in harder. His hands swept along her body. Cradling her thigh, stroking her breast, muzzle brushing her cheek. All while he started to hammer in, only to hold himself back at the very last moment. Denying them that satisfactory_thump_ of loins.

"Xip," she moaned, draping a hand around his head.

"Hrmm?" he groaned.

Nails brushed his cheeks ever so lightly. She gripped his head and turned it to face her. Nose to nose so he could taste her breath. "Just fuck me already!"

How could he argue with that?

Leaning further over her, he began to pepper her with faster thrusts. The impact of her hips off his sending new ripples though his body. She arched and huffed, driving herself back into him. All while her fingers teased over her lips. She arched towards him with deep huffs. Hips rolling this way and that. Adding her own flavor to each stroke.

"Aasssst!" he hissed, hips twitching. He was too eager, pushing forward too fast. Too hard. If he didn't slow down he'd...

Nails dug into his neck, "DON'T YOU DARE!" She wrenched him down into a kiss, forcing her tongue past his lips. She twisted under him, somehow contorting herself to throw her legs around his waist. She arched and yanked him down, forcing his body flush to hers.

He couldn't stop himself if he'd tried.

Bodies pressed flush together in their shared bliss. Juniper arching, pressing, rocking her hips into him. Never giving him an inch, needing everything he gave her. His tail whipped off the bed, giving his body just that little bit of a wiggle. Then press, shudder... and the steady throbbing as he unleashed his seed deep into her. A load that had been teased in him for the better part of an hour now. Every shot, each jolt, ready to fill her to the brim and beyond.

Juniper only allowed the kiss to end once she was satisfied. The porcupine flashed a sheepish grin up at him, "There..." she huffed with a grin. Xipilli matched her smile, though his was somewhat more goofy. Something that made her laugh. Then frown as a thought dawned on her. "Ah... oh crud." The porcupine twisted and sighed, "Guess we know what side is mine tonight."

Xipilli hissed a laugh, only to still and cover his growing yawn. "Long day, Lover." Juniper ran her fingers over his neck and shoulders.

"Mhmm," he managed to hiss, not wanting to pull away.

Juniper took lead again, pushing him over onto his back. She rolled with him, straddling his hips as they settled back. "Then take a little nap. I'll still be here." She sat up and winked, covering her own yawn with a hand. The gesture turned into an evil laugh, "Might ride you while you sleep."

"A fate worse than death," he grinned, then yawned again. Jaw unhinging for a moment as his fangs stretched.

She watched that mouth then glanced around, "So where is this anti-leg potion?"

He waved towards the nightstand, "Purple bottle in there." Normally, the change would've worn him out. Truth was, he was exhausted, only kept going by his desire for Juniper. "Don't need it often. So keep it away from the rest of my stuff... caus..." he blinked slowly, fighting to keep his eyes open. "not... good to... touch." Sleep won out and he drifted with a soft snore.

"Silly, tired boy." Juniper smiled and gave his nose a kiss. She was tired too, but in that weird state of amped up, and tired. Wearily energetic. A sidelong glance at where she'd been on her back a moment ago. Quills dotted the bedding, making a rather prickly resting spot. "Whelp," she sighed and slid off the bed, "You made the bed, now lie in it." She had some work gloves in her kit. Supple, sturdy, and nicely waterproofed.

Getting them and getting the quills out of the bed was pretty quick work. Didn't grow up a porcupine without knowing how to get quills out of things.

Few minutes of work had the bed quill-free. For the moment. His bedding already sported a few other holes from past quillings. Now he had a few more quills to use for potions. Why he needed them she wasn't sure. She'd yet to run across any Doll-Junipers so she was okay with that. One run-in with that voodoo was more than enough.

Speaking of.

Her cleanup wasn't enough to wear her down. So she wandered around the bed and dug into his nightstand. There was a dozen vials, each carefully labeled. "Let's see... Venom, hell no. Anti-venom..." she had a vial already, and he wore one on his necklace at all times. "Sleep EZ. Could be good later. Ah, here we go," she picked up the vial. Stopped, and glared down at Xipilli. "Snake oil? Really? You are so getting swatted later." She rolled the phial around in her hand. "Well, he said not to touch. Should be fine with these gloves though."

"Let's see..." she trailed off and rolled the vial in her hand. As usual, Xipilli had written instructions on it in his neat handwriting. "Snake oil, apply directly to the snake." She flipped the tag back and forth a couple times to see if there was anything on the other sides. "That's it? Does this really need instructions?"

Pop the cork, drizzle some onto his hide, and then start to rub it in. He'd said not to touch it, but she was wearing her gloves. They were coated with something he'd cooked up. Kept them waterproof, and was something he used for his own gloves. If it was good enough for him to work with his chemicals, then it was good enough for her to rub some oil into his hide with.

She'd helped him oil up before. His poor hide got dry sometimes and itched him terribly. Though it was a shame that he was asleep. That could get rather _sensual_with him oiled up.

"Huh," she mused to herself. This didn't sit on his scales like oil would. Sure, it lingered there a moment, glistening on his hide. Then it soaked in, leaving nothing beyond a rather pleasant smell. As she worked the oil in here and there, his hide rippled. Tensed and released, as if she were massaging tension out of his form. Xipilli breathed a sigh, smiled, and slid into deeper sleep. "Well, seems fine to me." Though now came the question of just how much to use. This didn't seem like a single serving vial. So she settled on covering as much of his body as she could.

By the time she was done, including rolling him over to get his back, she was exhausted. Which Xipilli slept through it all. He could sleep through a lot, even being kicked out of the bed once. He was snoring and she thought they were further from the edge.

Yawning, Juniper stripped her gloves off, tossed them to the bedside next to the vial, and curled into his side.

Sleep left Xipilli slowly. By the time he was clawing from it's depths, the bedroom was dark. Not that it was particularly bright in there to begin with. He blinked against the darkness, flicked his tongue. There was a familiar, peppery scent in the air. Something he blended into some of his own medicines. He like the smell, and it didn't affect the potency. Though why was he smelling it now? Tasting it on the air.

And what was rubbing his tail?

He lay in bed, half-asleep and picking out parts of his own body. The familiar sensation of a tail-body was back. The alien sensation of legs having vanished. That confused him. He hadn't put his medicine on, so why was he back in his naga form? More importantly, what was coiling about his tail so seductively?

It was a sensation he'd only imagined. The feel of another naga twining about him. Xipilli blinked against the darkness and rolled his head to look around. It bumped another muzzle. Tongue flick met with another flick. The familiar taste scent of Juniper reaching him. "What?" he mused.

"Mmm, shush," came the quiet mutter, "just getting a midnight ride in." In the dark she shifted, hands pressing him back to the bed. Her lips met his to silence any muttered protests. Her body twined about his. Coiling in a naga mating wrap. Then... a warm slit rubbed his. The slow, casual grind of a lazy evening romp. She found him already half-hard. Her body moving just so to guide one of his lengths into her. Warm, oh so slick walls gripping his cock as it pressed deeper. "Ah..." she gasped, "there we go." A slow roll and hissed, "Feels soo good."

Bodies twined in a lazy dance. Juniper nuzzling up into his neck. Peppering him with light, sleepy kisses. Ones that he happily returned. His hands exploring her sides and back. Body coiling and rolling about hers. Their tails dancing together.

This was an odd dream. Every sense told him that she was shaped like him, but that was impossible. Every bit as impossible as him being back to normal. Though if it was a dream, why ruin it with logic and thought? He could enjoy it, and if he spoke in his sleep? Well, Juniper would only hear her name. Then she'd grill him about it in the morning, pestering him until he made up something about the dream.

Minutes turned to hours. Bedding rumpled as they twined about each other in their lazy passions. He came, hissing and pressing into her. She peaked, gasping and twining tighter about him. And then they'd start again. The dream time seeming to stretch into eternity. Their bodies moving on their own even as the pair started to drift back into sleep. Long forms coiled so tight together. Twitching, rubbing, rasping, and all the while drawing quiet moans from them.

At some point, sleep claimed them again. Though their bodies continued the sensuous writhe.

THUD!

Xipilli woke with a start as he hit the ground. The rather solid naga cracking off the floorboards with a heavy thud. "What?" he muttered.

"Xip, what the hell?!"

Late morning light drifted through the windows, a beam of it nearly blinding him. "What'd I do this time?" he yawned and stretched, body half up on the bed still.

Juniper fumbled about with something on the nightstand. Light bloomed from a lantern as she shifted on the bed and held it up. His eyes widened slowly, a slow intake of breath hissing from the naga as he stared up at his porcupine lover.

Or rather his porcu-naga? Juniper's features had narrowed a bit, becoming a bit more arrow-shaped. Her eyes were now slit-pupiled. In fact, her entire body seemed to be rather naga-like in appearance. Even her quills had somewhat softened and hung down her back like a striped mane. She gasped quietly, shuddered, and then he realized that their tails were still twined. His cock still buried deep in her slit.

Tongue flicked. Stilled. "Did you get into the oil?"

She rolled her body up, wobbling unsteadily. "Yeah? You said not to touch it, so I used my gloves." She pointed at her gloves. Ones that he'd treated himself for her. "I rubbed it into your body all over, let it dry, and got into bed."

As she spoke she waved her hands about. Talking with her hands was a habit she fell into. Doubly so when she was worked up. Something caught his eyes. A patch of thicker scale about a wrist.

"Asst!" he pulled himself onto the bed and looked at her hand. Then compared her glove to her wrist, tracing the mark there. "Some must have slipped past." He rubbed that slight ring of thicker scales. "The snake oil must have dripped past and..."

Juniper sighed, "Well, okay. So just gotta whip up a batch of Quill juice or something and I'll be back to normal." She tilted her head, "Right?"

"Probably, unless..." their gaze dropped down their long bodies. Following the lines of where their striped forms twined about each other and joined into a lustful mess.

"Unless what?" she started slowly. "You don't mean..."

"Maybe? I had a dream last night that you were..." he motioned at her, "Not a dream."

Juniper arched a brow, "So you dream about me as a naga? That's kinda sweet. Though... If I were..." she made a motion about her stomach, miming out a swell there, "what would happen if I return to normal?"

"A very interesting pregnancy."

She made a face, "One I'd bet you'd love to document. For science."

"Well..." he flicked his tongue, "It might be safe."

Juniper thought about it a moment then flashed a mischievous grin. "Well, I've gambled on worse in my life." She gripped his shoulders and wrenched her form around. Showing a surprising amount of strength. "Com'ere, boy. I'm gonna breed you!"

He let out a high-pitch shriek as worried arousal shot through him.