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Experience had taught Grinnon to be very worried about certain things. Any time the floor under his feet started to shift for no known reason, or for a variety of known reasons. Any time a spellcaster started to chant, or had energy start to swirl around them. Any time small animal life was hurrying very quickly away from a particular location. Any time that mysterious person was just a bit too happy to have their help for something.

And, above all else, any time Calus was grinning and he didn't know why.

Longtime friends though they were, Grinnon knew that whenever Calus had that look on his face, he was planning something. And Calus planning was always something to be worried about. Ever since he'd conceded that clever was superior to strong, it seemed like the forest-scaled kobold had been trying to emphasize his cleverness more - which could come at Grinnon's expense, since he usually wasn't in on it. It simply wasn't his style - brute force was his go-to for anything that could be brute-forced, and sometimes a few things that typically couldn't be but he had enough to overcome that. The upshot was that Calus usually enacted his plans on his own, and if Grinnon was caught in the crossfire, well, that was how it went. Not that he did anything that was too dangerous to the human, but sometimes inconvenient, sometimes embarrassing, and sometimes denying him a chance to crack a few skulls.

But that was one thing...it was quite another when they weren't in battle, and particularly when it was just the two of them and Calus got that look. Because in those cases Grinnon was inevitably going to be the target. The human was no dunce, but he just wasn't able to keep up with the sly kobold. Grinnon at times had a bit of envy for Calus - that brainpower was packaged in a body half again as tall as a typical kobold and several times more muscular, to the point where he clearly outclassed many creatures larger than him in terms of raw strength. There were times when Grinnon felt like he would have given a touch of his own mountainous strength to have a little more of that mental clout...though, if you actually laid out potions in front of him to make that trade, it was unlikely he would have actually taken it.

On this day Grinnon was lounging in their room in the inn they were staying at, waiting for Calus's return. The kobold had headed out a different direction from him today, with little word as to why, leaving him to do some errands on his own. Not a problem, they had a bit of down time at the moment since their last attempted adventure had been a bust. But when Calus walked into the room, he had that grin on his face that immediately put Grinnon on guard. "Okay, bud, out with it. What's your scheme?"

"Who says I have a scheme? Maybe I'm just happy."

"Since when are you ever just happy?"

"When things go my way. Say, like when I find out why we had trouble trying to get to Kholish Citadel."

Grinnon sat up, now interested. "What? You learned something?"

"Heh heh, I did indeed. You remember how you got stunned and couldn't take another step closer?"

"Like I could bloody forget." That was the ill-fated adventure that they had come out here for and anticipated having to abandon. Kholish Citadel was a very old, very large building with some kind of magic about it, and rumors that many of the items that had been housed there still resided within. It was odd, such a thing should have attracted adventurers from far and wide, but few seemed to even make the attempt. The two of them had tried, but it had ended before they'd even reached the building - Grinnon had found himself suddenly locked up, unable to move, and had needed Calus to pull him back to free him - whether he ever would have been able to get out on his own was no guarantee, and he was very thankful for the help, but two more attempts had yielded the same result. He just couldn't actually get any closer, a frustrating conundrum for which Calus had had no answers either. He'd expected that they'd just have to shrug their shoulders and find something else to do...but maybe that wasn't the case after all. "So you found out why I was stopped all that time?"

"Not quite as precise as that. But I found out something I probably would have noticed if I hadn't been so worried about you. Talked to someone at the library, who just happened to have a bit of thirdhand knowledge. The aura around Kholish Citadel prevents humans and certain humanoids from proceeding beyond a certain point...but if you're not one of those, you can move freely. Kobolds, for example...I probably should have noticed when I ended up getting in front of you and pushing you back."

"...That's right! You were able to move past me! I didn't even realize...well, I was kinda busy panicking from being unable to move for no good reason. So it's a barrier that keeps out certain kinds of people...probably the most common kind who would be going in there in the first place. Pretty devious, but I don't see much how that helps us."

Calus grinned even wider. "Oh, I'd say it helps a lot." He produced a small vial from behind his back. "Remember how I said I'd find a good reason to get you walking a mile in my scales someday?"

Oh, he KNEW there was a scheme. Apparently it wasn't enough to just play with Grinnon's size - something he'd done to prove the primacy of cleverness, and had subsequently done a few times since, with each instance resulting in a few days of Calus indulging in a good bit of sexual dominance. It had started being a thing even when there weren't shenanigans involved, but that sort of stuff had a way of getting Calus extra excited. And Grinnon had found out why - Calus, it seemed, had a touch of insecurity when it came to sex with larger creatures. A good bit of which stemmed from getting hammered up the tail himself plenty often before meeting Grinnon - something that he hadn't truly admitted to until after the first time he'd pulled the shrinking stunt.

Kobolds were rather notorious for being slutty, partly as an adaptation to being on the smaller side and thus more vulnerable - if you could convince something to fuck you rather than tear your throat out, you'd at least get away in the end. It extended to their bodies, which were quite pliable and could handle most anything up to dragons not only without pain or injury, but with an abundance of pleasure. Calus, by his own profession, wasn't an exception to this...except psychologically. He'd always taken a bit of pride in his strength and capability, and to him, being screwed by someone was always strongly associated with defeat, weakness, and humiliation. He felt more more comfortable being the giving partner, and being the larger and more powerful partner, which helped fuel his more desired flavor of lust. The kobold certainly could top someone bigger than him, but he admitted it wasn't quite as satisfying because some ingrained part of him, the thoroughly kobold part of his brain, seemed to constantly hint that he was unworthy.

Of course, the most embarrassing thing about all this to the kobold was that, despite everything humiliating associated with his own submission, it still turned him on. He jerked himself harder to stories of kobolds being gangbanged than Grinnon did, and the human found he could get an erotic shiver out of him by suggesting throwing him to a bunch of randy males and letting them have their way with him. One little embarrassment that Grinnon could use on him, which was fair because Calus exploited some of his embarrassments as well - but he also didn't really resist indulging in Calus's sizeshifting play when the green lizard desired it. After all, he needed the release and relief from time to time, and Grinnon couldn't honestly say he didn't enjoy it, even if his rear was aching for a while.

But after that first time, Calus had also started to hint to Grinnon that he'd eventually get the human turned into a kobold one day - temporarily, he claimed - to see what it was like. That seemed a bit beyond regular indulgence, and Grinnon had never really accepted the overture - and why would he? While there was nothing wrong with being a kobold in his opinion, Grinnon liked being the large, powerful human that he was, and it was unlikely that he'd end up being a kobold of Calus's caliber in a transformation - many such changes defaulted to being close to typical exemplars of the species, that was just how the magic worked best. And without a good reason for him to have to, Grinnon didn't really have anything to compel his interest. But now...now there was a reason. Khorish Citadel taunted him, he wanted to get in there now just for the sake of getting in there, just to say he'd beaten that barrier and gotten to see what probably precious few humanoids had ever seen. Maybe that would mean having to give up his shape for a little while, but it sounded worth it to him.

"You are enjoying the hell out of this, aren't you?" he remarked as he turned to Calus. He was pretty sure the kobold knew he would accept, which was why he was so smug.

"Why wouldn't I be? All those snarky remarks you've made about kobolds, now you get to be on this side and see how well they apply to you."

"Hey, all those cracks were made in jest! And it's not like you haven't made plenty of cracks back about humans!"

Calus snickered. "If I was actually upset about them, I'd have taken vengeance on you! But it's still gonna be fun seeing you get a taste of that medicine. It'll be even more fun if I catch you complaining about something you've made fun of me for before."

Grinnon rolled his eyes. "You'd better watch out, have too much fun with this and I might have to find a way to get you back. I don't suppose that little concoction is going to make me a musclebound guy like you, is it?"

"Heh, now what would be the fun in that? You know I like being the big guy from time to time. Don't worry, I'll make sure we get you some equipment to use before we head out to Kholish Citadel - it may not be what you're used to, but I somewhat suspect there won't be a super large amount of danger to encounter anyway. And of course, you might find you ENJOY it a little more than you'll be willing to admit..."

Grinnon huffed as he snatched the vial away from Calus. "Mark my words, lizard rat, I WILL have my revenge."

"Revenge? For what?"

"I don't know yet, but I know you're going to do something to earn it." Grinnon unstoppered the bottle and gulped it down. No sense in delaying the inevitable...he was fairly certain there were going to be shenanigans beyond this, but he would never find out what they were without actually having to endure them, and even if he did refuse, the odds of him getting out of this without getting changed were longer than the odds of Calus putting on a pair of pants. Whatever scheme he's got, though, he's not going to put me in REAL danger...intentionally, anyway. I'll have my chance to get him a little payback...

He tossed away the empty bottle and made a face. "Blech. Do apothecaries know anything about flavor?"

"I hear they barely can taste or smell anything after having their noses in pungent aromas all day," replied Calus with a snicker. "Would explain the tongue terrors they concoct."

"No kidding...whoof..." Grinnon started to feel a bit woozy...only too late did he realize he wasn't undressed, the morphing tonic wouldn't affect his clothes. Already the alterations were taking place, his body was quickly shrinking and scaling over as a fierce buzz ran through it, too quickly for him to get out of the garments as they started to swallow him up. Calus jumped in to help. pulling them off and away from the changing human. Grinnon's head was really spinning now, as his legs started to reshape, his tailbone pushed out into a proper tail, and his head twisted and shifted into a reptilian shape, horns pushing out somewhat painfully from his skull. The thing that stood out was just how much smaller he was getting, not just in terms of height but bulk - his arms and legs had diminished greatly in girth even proportionately, a far cry from the mass that Calus was boasting. Already he was having some buyer's remorse, but there was nothing he could do about it now...

It was only when the buzzing his in body stopped that he was able to open his eyes and see the results for himself. Slowly he stood up on shaky legs, looking himself over...he certainly looked like a kobold, all in all, and not a very impressive one. He was still a bit larger than the average in size, but dwarfed by a foot by Calus, and his frame, while a bit bulkier than the average kobold, seemed pitifully scrawny compared to his normal. Though one thing had his consternation even more than that...

"Are you kidding me with this?" Grinnon looked up at Calus irritably, spreading his arms out as if the green kobold needed help seeing his scales the color of melted butter. "What the fuck is this color?!"

"Ehehehe...Well, damn, when I said 'surprise me' I didn't think he'd take it that literally." Calus was clearly holding in some rather hefty laughter, both at the color and the yappy voice that Grinnon had now. "I think it's cute, though. You're like a literal little ray of sunshine!"

Grinnon glowered; he was not one with an affinity for being described as 'cute.' "You expect me to believe that you didn't set this up?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I didn't! I honestly didn't care what color you became, it didn't really matter much. Or at least I thought it didn't, if I'd've known how funny it could be I would have put more thought into it."

"Ugh..." The yellow kobold rubbed his head wearily. Calus had to be telling the truth - if he really had intended this, he wouldn't have put effort into denying it, he was the kind that liked to revel in his little victories. "Well, whatever...ugh, I feel so tiny. Why couldn't I have become a hulk-like kobold like you?"

"C'mon, what would be the fun in that? I didn't set it up so that you were that dinky, anyway, mostly just as big to the normal kobold as you are to the normal human. You'da had to be just an absolute monster of a human to match me! And then all other humans would look at you funny like just about every kobold does to me. Most of them think I'm a half-breed of some kind...truth be told, I think they might be right, but I don't know from what."

"You look way too much like a kobold to me to be anything but."

Calus shrugged. "Well, there are other ways to get as big as I am, I suppose, but I sure haven't done any of them."

"Who knows. So, where the heck are we going to go to find kobold-sized gear for me? I didn't think this town would bother, there aren't any exactly hanging around out here."

"Well, now...who said we were going right this minute?" Grinnon stumbled back towards the bed as Calus suddenly lunged forward, getting up nice and close as he leered down, licking his chops a bit. "You only just changed...I think we need to spend a little extra time exploring that now body of yours, getting you...adjusted to it before we go out adventuring."

There was only one thing Calus could have been talking about, Grinnon know full well...the involuntary shiver down his spine caught him off-guard, that aggressive and forward entreaty was far more enticing than he would have expected. Holy hell...if this is how kobolds react to just the suggestion of sex, no wonder they're like that... "Je-ez, now, did you really need another excuse to go all out on me? If you just wanted to romp, you coulda done your usual thing."

"Mm, not quite..."

"...Do I want to know what that means?"

"Heh, whether you want to or not, you will pretty soon." Oh, something was UP, and though Grinnon wasn't quite sure what it was he knew he was going to be pissed about it. But his frustration was being sidetracked by the scent of lust in the air...Calus had a particular scent when he was horny, Grinnon was familiar with it, but it seemed completely different to his kobold nose, fresher and stronger and MUCH more potent, making him shiver and wetten...

Wet...?

Calus pushed into the yellow kobold a bit, making him squirm as he felt moisture smear against his scales from the green's crotch. The slick fluid was soon replaced by a turgid warmth as that imposing kobold cock pushed out of the slit in his groin, the deep red color a stark contrast to his scales. Pointed at the tip and smooth, if girthy, all the way down, Grinnon had to fight to keep from salivating over it. But something was prickling at the back of his head - the growing realization that nothing was coming out of HIS slit, and said slit had an appearance that was not quite identical to Calus's... "Wh...what the hell stunt did you pull?!"

"Oh, nothing much..." Calus's grin was so wide it threatened to break off his face. "I just figured, so long as you're experiencing some changes, what's one more?"

"Gah! You fucking deviant!" Oh, now it was clear, and Grinnon was almost as annoyed with himself for not realizing it. Then again, he WAS in a brand new body, it would be easier to sneak in a gender bending when he was already having to adjust. Was he still male and just 'edited,' or had Calus turned him full-on female? Whatever it was hadn't affected his mental image of himself, but he didn't really know enough about kobolds to tell beyond that. "What the hell are you on, why would you do that?"

"Why? Heh, purely to mess with you. When am I ever gonna get another chance to ambush you like this?" He gave a teasing lick to Grinnon's snout, which the yellow could only accept despite his perturbation. "Relax, it's as temporary as everything else. Just think of it as a surprise little extra bit of fun."

"Fun? This isn't my fucking idea of fun!" He tried to sound emphatic about it, but that scent was really starting to get to Grinnon, his body heating up under the effects of koboldian lust, and his voice was wavering a lot more than he would have liked.

"Oh? Well, I'm sure I can make you think of it that way pretty easily." Calus grabbed Grinnon and lifted him up - effortlessly as anything, putting on a dynamic show of strength that Grinnon found disgustingly attractive - and flipped him upside down, baring the transformed kobold's snatch towards him. "My, my, you're soaking down here. Good thing I have the perfect tool to dry you off."

"What are y-EEP!" Grinnon's query ended in a loud yelp as Calus dragged his tongue over that sensitive opening. That yelp trailed into moans as a second lick followed, then a third...Grinnon couldn't hold onto anything else with the overpowering erotic bliss coursing through him. It didn't take long before the fight had split from him, his body shivering with lust, and when Calus paused, he found himself craving that touch again. "D-don't stop!"

"Oh? What happened to 'not your fucking idea of fun'?" snickered Calus.

"Shut up and keep licking!"

"Hee hee, so feisty. Return the favor if you want me to keep going, though." Of course, Calus's cock was right in front of Grinnon's new snout...he barely was controlling himself as he grabbed hold of the larger kobold's hips and pushed against it, lunging his tongue out to slurp at it greedily. Immediately he was assaulted with a musky scent and taste that made his head spin, it was familiar as Calus's musk but his mind was reading it so differently, a rush as the sexual thrill peaked in him._ Holy shit, no wonder kobolds are such hornballs. Now I get why Calus gets so hot for it even when it's not the thing he wants._

Grinnon's reward for his attentions was more of Calus's tongue in his cooch, slurping in nice and deep, much slower than Grinnon was going but also much more deliberate and practiced - he knew what he was doing a lot more than the fresh transformee. But the scent and taste were working well on him, too, and before long Grinnon had to adjust from slurping over that staff to swallowing it, the thick and large tool swelling in his maw and leaking that tasty preseed that he knew the flavor of well enough but was hitting SO differently now. He flushed as he felt his heart start to race - this was turning him on way more than it should have been, and even that fact was turning him on more!

It wasn't long before Calus upped the ante further, shifting his grip to hold Grinnon more against him and starting to buck into the yellow kobold's maw, while delving deep into that soaking snatch. Grinnon's grip tightened as he was rocked harder than ever, moaning deeply around that dick as he frantically tried to keep close to it, slurping down the leaking precum like his life depended on it. It was hard not to be distracted by the mountainous pleasure coursing through him, though, Calus was far too expert with that tongue of his and he was clenching down hard on it, trying to keep it stuck deep inside him. It was weird how natural everything felt, even though he never had had those parts before...the potion really was doing its work.

He still wasn't ready, though, for when his orgasm struck. His body shuddered, his eyes rolled back, and he nearly screeched around that cock as he clenched and spasmed hard around Calus's tongue, gushing his nectar out for the bigger kobold to try to lap up greedily. Calus was almost frenzied with his own bucks now, trying to join Grinnon in his peak, a hand going to the back of the yellow kobold's head to try to keep it nice and steady for him to ram with wild abandon. It took a bit longer for him, long enough that Grinnon was starting to come down from his own climax by the time he registered that Calus's was imminent...it gave him just enough sense to be ready for those forceful gushes of kobold essence as they pumped into his throat, the first releases beating even Calus's rapturous cry.

Even prepared, it was still a challenge to handle those thick gluts of seed, and some of it was leaking back into his mouth even as he tried to swallow down what he could, a challenge with his throat mostly blocked. Not that he minded much because this allowed the flavor of the bigger kobold's seed to grace his tongue, making him mewl muffledly with glee at the delectable, arousing taste. Everything with Calus's musk seemed to have a wildly enhanced flavor to Grinnon, enough that he was getting dizzy from how potent an effect it was having on him...he'd already cum once, but he didn't feel remotely close to sated, and drinking down Calus's spunk was fueling that even more.

Eventually, Calus's load tapered off, and he disengaged from Grinnon, letting the smaller kobold down to catch his breath. Grinnon made a point of licking all the remaining fluids off of his muzzle as he laid there, feeling a desperate emptiness in his cunt that he badly needed to have filled. And not by his own fingers, certainly not...he needed the powerful, sexy male nearby to satisfy him, to give him what he craved. These were not thoughts he was used to, but clearly he had underestimated the power of the kobold libido...not something he would do again.

Thankfully, Calus seemed more than willing to provide, as he stepped over Grinnon, looking down with a cheeky smirk. "Damn, I've never seen you this needy, Grinnon. You're about as slutty as the stereotype, laying there with legs spread like that, pushing your hips up to offer yourself to the nearest dick that can satisfy you."

Grinnon felt like he should have been offended, but the statement only seemed to make him hotter. "Nnnnaahh...And, hah, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Exactly what I oughta do with a nice, needy kobold." Calus bent down over Grinnon, taking hold of one leg and bending it quite a sharp angle - Grinnon hissed a bit, but it didn't hurt, apparently kobolds were pretty flexible too - and lined himself up with that leaking entrance. "Tsss, not usually on the other end of that line, I can see why people like it."

Feeling the tip of that cock press against his pussy lips sent a bolt through Grinnon, making him spasm a bit just from that brief touch. More hot, wet thickness to enter him...but it snapped him back to attention briefly. "Nnah, w-wait a sec! You're just...gonna shove in like that?"

"Hm, and why shouldn't I?"

"Gh! Do you...do you have any idea whether...it could...make an egg or not?"

"Hm. I don't really know, to be sure. Is there a default for these kinds of potions? I didn't really say anything one way or the other...I suppose there's a chance it could happen. I mean, with the kinda futzing I did, it's probably not as likely as an egg-male as if you were fully female, but a chance is a chance."

That made Grinnon's anxiety take a bit of a spike. "You don't know? That's, ah, kinda important! You know they say women aren't supposed to get pregnant while transformed! What if something happens?"

Calus jus smirked down at the yellow kobold. "Tell me to stop, then."

"..." Lizard-rat bastard. _ Even the prospect of risk couldn't bring him to speak those magic words. He needed this too badly, wanted it too strongly, and the threat was...even turning him on a bit. _Fucking HELL, is there anything that doesn't get a kobold horny?

He wasn't about to get an answer, only something else he wanted, as Calus bucked in, driving his cock into the smaller kobold and making him yelp in raw ecstasy. He'd felt Calus's hugeness before, but not in THIS passage, and those walls were significantly more sensitive! He clenched down on Calus, squeezing that slick shaft and making himself feel it even more starkly as it pulled out and plunged back in. His hand went to cling to Calus's arm, while his other was grabbed by Calus's, their fingers twining as the larger kobold pressed it to the ground, securing his purchase as he started to thrust fairly vigorously into Grinnon. "Haah...you might be even more eager than you usually are...maybe being a kobold suits you!"

"Nnnshuddup..." It was barely audible between the moans and groans Grinnon was giving off as his pussy was plundered by that potent prick. He could feel fluid leaking into him, leaking out of him, rubbing along him as that dick sawed back and forth, poking pleasurable spots he never knew existed and desperately wanted to feel more. Each powerful push sank Calus a little bit deeper, until he was smacking his slit against Grinnon's body; it felt so huge, Grinnon had no idea how it wasn't creating a giant bulge that he could see, though he was certain he could see some signs of movement. And he loved it, he wanted as much of it as he could get, Calus's cock was pushing everything else out of his head.

And Calus was turning the screws something fierce, leaning forward to lick and nip around Grinnon's shoulder and neck as he thrust, putting more power into it and making Grinnon feel how outclassed he was. He could feel the gushes of precum coursing into him, the subtle threat of an uncertain fate being promised to him...he shook and mewled out as another climax hit him, smaller and shorter and not leaving him finished in the slightest, in fact priming him for something bigger to come. His back arched, his head craned back as the tension built in him, the need for Calus's shaft and seed growing by the second.

He heard Calus snicker above him. "Heh, sounds like someone's getting close. I could stop if you're worried about-"

"Don't you fucking dare."

"That's what I thought." Calus bent down and began to slam in hard, getting higher and breathier cries out of Grinnon as the pleasure redoubled. He squeezed down on that intruding length, twisting and rubbing all he could to try to convince it to give up its payload to him, all thoughts of risk sufficiently exorcized. All he knew was what he wanted, and he wanted that virile jizz he knew Calus had to slake the need properly inside him, and to explode along with him in blessed release. He could swear he could feel Calus's shaft throbbing, promising him he was about to get what he sought...a few more squeezes as the larger kobold's thrusts got a bit more erratic and frenzied, pushing Grinnon to the brink, his tail trying to push him hard into Calus to get himself off as well as the male he needed...

It was difficult to tell who got there first, that was how close together their orgasms were. All Grinnon knew was that he was suddenly inundated with a barrage of orgasmic delight and moments later registered the hot, wet heat being poured in great gushes inside his unguarded womb. His screech was the loudest yet, probably loud enough to disturb some other patrons in the inn, and melding quite harmonically with Calus's deeper hissing cry. Larger green hips ground against the smaller yellow body, Calus trying to expel as much of his seed as he could into the golden vessel, more than it could easily contain as some of it leaked out of Grinnon despite his squeezing to try to keep it in. The smaller kobold's body shook like it might just fall apart any moment, rapid gasping cries all that were left before long as his lungs forced him to draw air before he passed out, only to have it forced right back out.

It felt like a season had passed before Grinnon was finally settling down, panting hard as his oxygen-starved body finally had a chance to pull in what it craved. He felt full, that nice hefty filling felt very good inside him, lingering even as Calus pulled out and a fair bit of that seed joined the larger kobold's dick in leaving him. As Calus released his grips on Grinnon, his body fell slack against the floor, laying there limply in the afterglow...he was weary, but it was such a good weary.

"Hmhmhm..." Calus lay next to Grinnon, pulling the smaller kobold against him. The green seemed annoyingly undertaxed for all that he'd been working, panting but not nearly as hard as Grinnon was. "For someone who said this wasn't their idea of fun, you sure seem to have enjoyed yourself. I got you from furious about having a pussy to demanding I go off inside you regardless of the risk...sounds like a victory to me, eh?"

Grinnon couldn't stop panting, making it tougher to respond beyond a look of exasperation, his head clear enough now to snap out of that reverie. There was no way to deny it - that had felt fucking amazing. Even if he hadn't wanted that change, Calus had given him a rut to remember. And that, he was certain, had been the point. "Sh-ut up...you knew you could make me love it."

"Of course I did. I know you like to yap about the sluttiness of kobolds, but do you really think you know about it better than one of us? Well, maybe you'll have some knowledge now, and you'll remember how easily you feel into it yourself."

Now it was clicking. His teasing Calus about lusting over submission even if he didn't truly like being submissive, Calus looking forward to getting back at him for 'snarky remarks,' he'd planned to switch him to prove a point. It didn't matter at all if the change was unwanted, he'd enjoy it unreservedly regardless. "So this is payback for that, huh? You think that's really gonna stop me from making cracks about it?"

"Maybe not, but at least I'll be able to make cracks about you having the same thing," countered the green kobold.

"You go ahead and try, I'm not the one who'll be getting hard-ons when getting my next gangbang described back to me."

Calus had to pause for a moment to parse that. "What do you mean 'MY next gangbang'?"

Now it was Grinnon's turn to grin, albeit a bit tiredly. "What, can dish it out but can't take it? You aren't the only one capable of 'surprises,' buster. You might have my tail raised for a while but yours is gonna be the one hiked after this in all over - if you can make ME like it, I think I can do the same to YOU."

After a moment of silence, Calus snorted a bit, though it was more a sound of respect than anything. "Well, then...I suppose I can't really complain about getting a dose of my own medicine. But perhaps that just means I'll have to indulge myself extra-hard before this transformation wears off, and make sure I'm not the only one working you over. Maybe I'll make you forget all about that idea."

Grinnon let out a cackling laugh. "You think you can fuck the revenge right outta me? Bring it, buddy. I can handle whatever you throw at me."

That was a dangerous taunt to make, knowing the scope of Calus's cleverness...but Grinnon was determined not to be outdone this time. He wasn't going to be the only one indulging the other, and while Calus had perhaps made a point, he'd also shown Grinnon exactly how he could exact his revenge. Trickery always finds a way to bite you back...enjoy yourself while you can, because you'll be 'enjoying yourself' before too long...