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"And... perfect!"

Lotte smiled as she stepped back from her sign, proudly displaying the name of her new business: "Snep Stylings". A bit of a bland name, to title it after her own species, but it worked well enough for her. Her tail waved lazily behind her, tail spots mixed with brown fur, while she surveyed the exterior of the building.

Sure, it was small; only one front-facing room, with a smaller backroom and an office tucked away above. But it was hers, and thanks to her loan she'd been able to fix the building up, fresh white paint outside, and several high-quality seats and sinks inside the hair salon. Her heeled shoes clicked against the ground as she entered, rubber skirt squeaking as she looked at herself in a mirror, before she turned the entry sign to open.

No one was waiting to enter, of course; she'd secured a spot in a busy area, bolstered by a new entertainment complex nearby, but that didn't mean anyone would come immediately. And it was just as well, as she hadn't yet been able to hire anyone; not that she hadn't tried, but the only applicants weren't available on the grand opening, and so she was left to wait on her own for one of the curious folk passing by to pay her a visit.

She sighed, brushing her braided hair aside and settling on one of the chairs. She knew she was able to be a stylist, and she'd done her best to market and network given her resources. She'd taken out some ads, both in the local paper and with some of the other stores cropping up; in return a few posters for them were set up, in hopes of collectively growing their businesses. But still, she wondered if that was enough, if she needed more patience.

At times like this, she needed relief. She looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was about to enter, but seeing there still weren't any, she began to squeeze her chest, thighs rubbing against each other. Her latex outfit was bad for hot days, but being able to tease herself with it made up for the discomfort it could bring.

Before Lotte could pleasure herself too much, however, she realized she'd overlooked something; she'd forgotten to stock her dyes in the front, and was met with an empty drawer when she bent down to check. That would be a quick fix, at least; she'd just go into the back, navigate the gray metal shelves, and get a set of dyes. When she did, though, she realized she didn't know where she'd left them, and sorting through the various boxes, she realized that she didn't just forget to stock some up front, she overlooked buying any. This was inconvenient, but not insurmountable; she turned to climb the stairs to the office space, before hearing the distinct chime of the door, a customer entering the store.

When Lotte came back through the door, she immediately greeted the woman who'd entered without paying attention. "Oh, welcome to Snep Stylings! We're still getting a few things sorted out, but I'll do my best to help."

The apparent customer smiled, her own fangs showing in her short muzzle. The otter woman wore a long dress, with an open back to expose the small wings flapping behind her; she ran a hand through her hair, making it easier for Lotte to see her curled horns. She smiled softly, but the glint in her eyes sent a small chill down Lotte's spine. As she took her in, she realized she recognized this person.

"Oh, wait, you're Danielle, aren't you? You run that big center nearby!"

"Indeed I do." she confirmed, her own tail swaying behind her. "One demonic entrepreneur, with a little gift for you. Think of it as something to celebrate your grand opening!" As she spoke, she held up a bag, which Lotte took with some apprehension.

"What is it?" she asked, not yet opening the bag. "I've heard about the spells you cast on your own staff." Danielle laughed, nodding.

"Alright, you caught me. I figured I'd help you out in my own special way, help you save money on things like shampoo, conditioner, dye..."

Dye, exactly the thing that she was missing. That was tempting, even as a short term deal, regardless of the potential long-term benefits that would come from the gift. Danielle had a variety of spells available, but her signature was the enchantments on her staff, changing their species and making them naturally equipped for their jobs, from maids who naturally made soaps and deodorants to card deals who could psychically detect cheating. Still, she could only wonder what the catch would be, besides the odds being stacked against getting to stay as a snep.

"What's in this for you?" she asked. She pulled the bag closer, opening it up even as she didn't look inside. The fact that the demoness was a looker certainly didn't help her any; Danielle lifted a leg, and Lotte could see her lack of underwear below the dress.

"Nothing at all! Well, besides the fact that our stores are close enough that more customers for one of us means more for both. Like I said, this is a gift; you're free to reject it, or only use the cash that I packed in as a bonus." She settled into one of the chairs to the side, a spot for customers to rest and wait. Despite her reflection being distorted, wreathed in purple flames, she seemed remarkably calm.

Lotte finally dared to look inside the bag, unremarkable fabric hiding an envelope and an odd spray bottle. She took them out, tossing the bag onto an empty table to look over the gifts. The envelope came first, and as her claw tore it open she was indeed met with a few hundred dollars; Danielle simply nodded as she took them. "I like investing in local businesses." she said.

The bottle was more strange; even touching it sent odd, small shocks into Lotte's pawpads. The picture seemed to show a cartoon beetle, and it was labeled as "Bombardier in a Bottle", with some warnings to be careful of who you spray and instructions on who to call to reverse the effects. She furrowed her brow, needing a moment to remember just what insect this was referencing.

"You want me to spray myself with this?" she asked, only for Danielle to flash her a grin as she stood up.

"Or, I could spray you with it~" she teased, leaning in close, the tall demoness naturally reaching Lotte's ears. "Leave you a little more freedom to enjoy the changes, plus you'll have someone to guide you through them." She smiled, reaching out to feel the rubbery glove on Lotte's arm, watching her start to squirm and blush from the contact.

"Oh, alright... just, let me do something real quick." she said, pulling away to grab some paper. Danielle waited as she wrote a quick note, telling customers to wait a little bit. She sighed when she saw the note, before waving a hand, a small glow shooting out towards the glass.

"There, a glamour to keep customers away while you're... busy. It'll only last for half an hour, which should be plenty of time for fun. Ready?"

Lotte swallowed, a little nervous but at the same time excited. "Ready." With a smile that somehow felt both soft and lustful at once, the otter took the bottle, and misted the latex-clad snep in a single shot. Lotte closed her eyes as the smell overtook her; despite the apparent inspiration, it had a pleasant smell, and felt like shampoo in her fur. Strange, electric sensations ran throughout her skin, soon penetrating deeper into her as the magic took hold.

Danielle, for her part, was already stepping back, settling herself on a chair as she watched. Her wings fluttered a little when she saw Lotte's waist begin to grow narrower, tight clothes shrinking to match. For her part, Lotte was more concerned by another sensation, as her skin felt like it was growing harder and stiffer under the fur, seams forming where her joints lay.

Slowly, her exposed fur began to melt away into the exoskeleton that was forming, her arms and chest the first areas to be affected. Lotte blushed as she saw Danielle grin, the otter bringing one of her paws under her short dress as she watched. Lotte's pattern of bright spots remained on her skin even when the fur mostly receded from her forearms; she took a moment to examine the changes, before noting her claws starting to involuntarily unsheathe themselves.

Her hands were affected drastically by the spray; her fingers grew longer, and the pads on them and her palms were vanishing, with not even any color left behind in contrast to her spots. She wiggled them, the sensation of her muscles writhing under her shell an odd, uncomfortable experience. It didn't hurt, but she wouldn't be surprised if her original skeleton was vanishing outright to be replaced by the new one.

Her first instinct for trying out her new fingers was to feel her chest, reaching up to give a firm squeeze. Despite her shrunken waist and the hard shell forming under her top, her breasts still felt soft and squishy; her new claws likewise still had a full sense of touch, much to her pleasure. She gave herself a gentle pinch, briefly worried that she'd tear through her clothes or hurt herself, but was caught off guard when she found herself feeling it more fully than she was used to.

She turned her attention to her sleeves, slowly pulling themselves up as her top transformed. Pinching the edge, she pulled it up for a moment, and found it was only able to pull a tiny distance from her new exoskeleton. She realized that her clothes, already a source of comfort, were starting to fuse to her, a soft latex coating atop her hard chitin.

The sides of her body pulsed, her shirt adjusting itself to create openings for the new growth. Her mind struggled to parse the new muscles that were growing, small lumps pushing out of her torso, small claws slowly forming on the ends. The new arms were slow to form, but as she twitched one, Lotte could tell they were in her control, that she'd simply need to practice to use them.

Her eyes began to sting as her arms grew, and the familiar sense of growth came from her scalp. She stood back up on shifting legs, taking a look at herself in the mirror to watch as her eyes turned a solid blue, her irises seemingly growing. Her vision split as she developed compound eyes, forcing her to close them while her brain rewired its senses; her growing antennae twitched, as muscles that used to move her ears adjusted themselves. One of her right arms raised to her head to attempt to soothe her headache; its counterpart reached down, not yet long enough to reach her crotch, but at least able to rub her belly.

She only opened her eyes when she felt the press of lips against her own; Danielle had made a silent approach while she was distracted, her own eyes closed as her tongue pressed inside. The otter held Lotte close, gently rubbing her back, helping ground her while her muzzle shrank and nose faded away, replaced by a smooth, chitinous mouth accompanied by slowly growing pedipalps on either side.

When Danielle pulled away, the two could only smile at each other before she leaned down. "What are you doing?" Lotte asked, watching in anticipation as Danielle reached under her skirt; already she could feel the electric sensations of it as her body integrated the rubber into itself. The otter simply grinned as she ran a paw up her thigh, satisfied when she found Lotte's crotch.

"My, you were already going without any undies?" she teased, Lotte somehow managing a blush through her solid cheeks. She raised a hand up to her head, teal hair still kept despite her changes; her toes wiggled in excitement within her heels.

"Hey, I'm the same person wearing latex for work~" Lotte replied, doing her best to tease back in the face of the dommy demoness. The two both laughed a little, although Danielle began to kneel down, feeling the hardening chitin on Lotte's thigh, a shiver running through her spine.

"Anyway, you're doing great so far. How's it feel, by the way? I've never been a bug myself."

Lotte paused, taking a moment to think about it. Tapping her foot in thought, she noted she was starting to feel the floor through her shoes, her toes unresponsive despite not being numb as they became a solid mass. "It's... weird. A bit early to say if it's good or bad weird, though..." she said, taking note of the hues of some potted flowers in the corner. Her antennae waved in their direction, and she could pick up the pollen from them. "Still getting used to the senses."

Danielle nodded, before standing back up. She pulled her own dress aside, a flame burning away the bottom half, exposing her own slit, gently dripping onto the floor. With one powerful paw, she pushed Lotte downwards, and she quickly picked up on the otters intentions. She could feel a distinct need in her own crotch, growing stronger as she pressed her face between Danielle's legs, experimentally sliding her tongue out to taste.

Her tail swayed in excitement as she lapped up some of Danielle's juices, pressing herself deeper inside. Experience had taught her how best to pleasure folk, as she quickly found where her clit was, only to pause for a moment to make sure she could have a slower, more dramatic build up. Lotte's tail's movements grew slowly and stiffer, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the tactile sensation of the webbed paw in her hair, the slickness of Danielle's folds, and her own body's transformation.

With four arms, Lotte was able to enjoy herself more effectively; two arms helped her support herself, holding onto Danielle's firm legs and resting on the ground, but the other two wasted no time in running along her own breasts and reaching under her skirt. Her movements were still mildly clumsy, but she was rapidly improving in her control, able to press one of her lower arms right up against her own slit within a few moments. She couldn't help but exploit her new form to finger herself even as she diverted much of her attention to the woman standing over her, enjoying the contented sigh.

Her tail swelling was reaching the breaking point; protective plates were forming, replacing the old fur and skin. For a few minutes, Lotte felt the odd sensation of the upper surface of her new abdomen peeling itself away, while feeling both parts at once. A second seam ran along the top of the new covers, and two more growths were forming under them, as a set of wings developed, twitching as their own muscles developed and her brain connected to them.

Lotte let out a soft chitter, her teal tongue carefully going deeper; she felt like it had grown, and didn't want to probe too far. Her claws pressed tightly against Danielle's skin, and she let out a gasp when she felt a sudden increase in her own pleasure. Her clitoris was changing itself, splitting in two; one half stayed where it was, only changing to fit alongside the other. That one was growing, pushing forward, pressing against her skirt as it grew. She was starting to near climax, gasping as she felt her body's changes. The latex material adjusted itself to match her new genitals, stretching outward, more flexible than her clothes usually were to make sure that her growing cock would have space. She pulled herself away from Danielle for a moment to ask her a question.

"Is it over?"

Danielle smiled, giggling a little before taking a deep breath. "Should be, my cute little bug~ but I'm not done." Lotte took the hint, closing her eyes and pressing herself back into the soft thighs before her. Her tongue pressed in deeper, and deeper still, running the whole length of Danielle's clit, running along the edges and folds inside her. Her antennae almost tickled, poking against the otters belly; her arms that weren't busy helping her pleasure herself gently kneaded against her fur. Pre dripped onto Lotte's face, and soon came a full release of cum; clear and white, coating her chitin in a few uneven jets while her partner let out a happy yell, dripping onto the floor below. Lotte herself couldn't help but notice that she'd only managed to release a small amount of pre from herself in the exchange even though she could tell she was prime for release, although it felt thick and creamy in its own right.

The demoness let out another long sigh, finally taking a step back from Lotte, resting on one of the adjustable seats. She needed a moment to recover, and although Lotte hadn't yet climaxed she felt like taking one too, after her changes had already taken so much energy.

"So, do you like it so far?" Danielle asked, eyes half-lidded as she spoke.

"I... yeah... I should ask, though, why didn't I cum after all that?" Lotte replied, still running a hand along her new shaft, watching the white cream gently leaking onto the floor. "And is this... shampoo?"

Danielle nodded. "Yeah, I may have made it harder for you to actually cum unless it's something involving haircare." she explained. "On the plus side, all your fluids are now good for that, so you'll never have to restock!"

Lotte looked at her with some confusion, wings shaking a little. "Like, all of them?"

"Well, maybe not all. I doubt your blood's different, for example, but say, your pre? Shampoo. Cum? Conditioner. And-"

As Danielle spoke, the duo suddenly heard the sound of the door opening once more, as a customer stepped inside. They turned to see her, finding a deer smiling as she entered. Her hooves clicked against the tile, and when she noticed the two, one woman naked, one wearing tight latex, and both with cum on them, she blushed and giggled.

"Oh, am I interrupting some 'opening celebration'?" she asked, red dress swishing as she looked around the room.

"Not- not at all!" Lotte said, quickly standing up and trying to brush her skirt off a little.

Danielle snuck Lotte a sly grin, while the customer nodded. "Well, I'm Ariana. I need to get my dye touched up, and I'm in the area anyway, so... how's a full treatment sound? I'll happily pay for a cutie like you to work on my hair."

Lotte blushed, her abdomen wiggling in excitement. "Oh, of course! Just take a seat, and I'll get to you in a moment." Ariana smiled and nodded along, but rather than immediately get into one of the chairs, she instead began to reach around her back, and Lotte heard the sound of a zipper.

"I hope you don't mind if I get in on the action a little~" she teased. Seeing the deer before her strip down, pulling the straps of her dress down her arms, was reigniting Lotte's lust. Even with her recent change, she was feeling reinvigorated by the prospect of this woman further indulging her lewd fantasies. The minor tweaks to her mind spurred her on, as the idea of helping maintain her already beautiful hair, worn long and loose, was especially turning her on.

"Not at all!" she blurted out, getting a small chuckle of approval from Ariana while she dropped her dress onto the floor. Within moments her bra and panties joined it, and she was ready.

The doe stretched herself out on a seat, reclining as it turned back. Lotte was quick to make the needed adjustments to the position, raising it so she could reach, making sure it was leaned back at just the perfect angle for her to use her upper and lower arms in tandem.

"If I may, I think I need to get back to my own office." Danielle said, giving a small bow as clothes reformed on her body. "Best of luck with your first client~"

Before Lotte had a chance to respond, she had already left, her wings fluttering a little as she stepped back outside. A few curious onlookers peered in from the windows, and she felt a rush in her loins as she saw her audience. Taking a brush in one claw, she began to stroke at the crimson hair, a small, content sigh coming from Ariana's muzzle. Lotte took a few strands, raising them up to inspect them more closely.

"Say, I think you have a few split ends. Would you mind if I throw in a trim?" she asked.

"Oh, not at all! Just keep the cuts short." Ariana replied, flashing a soft smile. One of her hands rested on the seat, but the other drifted down to her own crotch. "Unrelated, but these chairs are waterproof, yes?"

Lotte was quick to guess why she was asking. "Of course~ Go ahead and relax while I take care of you!"

With deft hands, she took hold of Ariana's hair in one claw, while the other pulled a set of scissors out. She was swift with the blades, carefully slicing away small pieces from the tips. Her lower arms preoccupied themselves in their own way, teasing along her soft belly and feeling the vision between her cock and her slit. Objectively, she knew that this multitasking would carry the risk of injury, both from the multitasking itself and her constant edging, but somehow her attention was focused squarely on her job, her lust only adding to her concentration.

As she worked, she took note of how her body was making more of a mess than normal; she gasped a little, pressing her fingers deeper inside herself, claws carefully running along her clit. Glancing down between a few cuts, she was surprised by how there was a marked lack of any fallen hair in the growing puddle she was standing in. She could feel herself reaching her climax, resting just on the edge, but it was only when she finished the trim that she came, a small gush of cum pouring between her legs and pooling around her.

She panted a little as she found herself having to kneel for a moment, setting the scissors aside as she recovered. Already, her energy was returning, but until it came back fully she simply rested, watching as all the cut pieces of hair dissolved in her cum, before it flowed downward into the nearest drain. She said a silent thanks to Danielle, before standing back up, met with Ariana smiling before leaning over to kiss one of her chitinous hands.

"My, you're sure enthusiastic about this~" she teased. "Are you sure you'll be able to handle the rest of the job?"

"I'll try!" Lotte replied, before panting a little once more. Her shoes squeaked as she stepped through the still-draining puddle on the floor to lower the chair, the deer soon lowered down to crotch height, smiling as she was able to get a better look at her stylist's bulge needily pressing against her skirt.

"Mind if I have a taste?" Ariana asked, to which Lotte shrugged.

"I'm, uh, not actually sure if my new cum's... edible..." she said, realizing as she spoke how ridiculous her sentence was. "I'll ask Danielle about that later." Ariana simply giggled, rolling over onto her chest, breasts pressing against the seat as she looked Lotte in the eyes.

"Alright, I'll just use my hands, then. This'll be easier if we switch places." she said, turning again to slide off the chair. Lotte nodded along, struggling for a moment to fit her abdomen through the tailhole of the chair, only succeeding when it magically enlarged itself to accommodate her. She was confused for a moment until she saw a familiar purple flame in the window, Danielle having joined the small group of onlookers. A few of them were simply curious, but others were clearly turned on, though none were openly pleasuring themselves.

Before she could dwell too much on the growing crowd, however, she felt a shiver of delight from her skirt as Ariana took hold of it, gently rolling the edge up. It was weird, and a little uncomfortable; Lotte reached down with her own lower arms, keeping it folded just enough to allow her cock to be easily visible poking past it, which also mitigated her discomfort nicely. It occurred to her she hadn't seen it directly yet; her balls seemed to be internal, and there were several ridges along the length, ridges that soon began to spike in pleasure as softly furred fingers felt around them.

Ariana giggled a bit, seeing her so flustered; this spurred her on, gently pressing against some of Lotte's new folds and ridges. She helped stroke and pump, giving a gentle squeeze, watching the bug woman squirm in pleasure. Lotte bit her lip a little, trying to restrain herself while she reached out to grab a showerhead, something Ariana helped with by pulling it from the sink to her. Lotte remembered that she would need to rinse Ariana's hair first, before adding shampoo; given she was literally squeezing the base of her shaft and running upward, she found herself struggling to keep her pre from dripping too much.

"Hehe, your dick's like a bottle~" she teased, to which Lotte could only nod in agreement, cheeks bright cyan from her blush. Using her upper arms, she steadied the hose, aiming it directly at her customer as turned it on; her lower arms helped steady Ariana, gently holding onto her head as she ran a few claws along her scalp. She nodded in approval at the lack of existing dandruff and grime; the sound of water running through the hose, pelting the rubber of her skirt, was both soothing and exciting to her.

It was a little awkward to adjust the seat so Ariana could fit her head below Lotte's dick, while still being able to reach it herself. It took a minute for them to get a comfortable and functional position, during which time Ariana didn't let up; some juices leaked from Lotte's slit, and she was starting to drip pre from her cock, which was smearing into Ariana's hands. Once they were ready, though, Ariana didn't hold back; closing her eyes, she held herself right in the metaphorical splash zone, pale and thick pre falling nicely into her crimson hair, and in turn Lotte's firm claws worked it in, allowing it to soak into each and every fiber.

Lotte wasn't entirely sure when to finally let go and release; she knew, instinctually, that her cum was the conditioner to her pre's shampoo. But she knew from experience that some shampoo worked fine when mixed with conditioner, and some didn't; she didn't want to test with a random customer, and so was left having to judge just when she'd gotten enough cleaning done. She could feel herself nearing climax, her body yearning for full release but she couldn't, not yet, not until she'd washed the shampoo back out of Ariana's fur.

The doe smiled; although her eyes were closed, she could tell how flustered Lotte was. She pulled one of her hands away to start rubbing her own clit, sliding two fingers inside herself to explore the familiar territory. Soon her own juices were joining Lotte's on the floor, draining down into the pipes. She briefly opened one eye, pulling away a little as she decided she'd had enough shampoo, giving a nod to Lotte.

Soon, Lotte had rinsed most of the shampoo out of Ariana's hair; it glistened from the water still soaking it, clumping together. She panted, yelling loudly enough for the onlookers outside to hear, and came, a pale teal conditioner oozing from her tip. Ariana was quick to close her eyes once more, but that didn't stop her from continuing to pleasure both herself and Lotte, fingers sliding back and forth inside herself, squeezing the tip of Lotte's cock and making the oozing conditioner spray in different directions. By the time Lotte had finished her climax, there was conditioner spilled all around them, but enough was in Ariana's hair to let her finish her wash, kneading and scratching all the remaining dandruff and grime from her hair.

As she finally finished rinsing Ariana's hair and fur clean, the doe smiled up at her, standing up and opening her eyes once more. A few onlookers decided to take the plunge, opening the door themselves, taking seats as they waited for her to finish. Ariana shook her head a little, squeezing some water from her hair while Lotte wiped her own latex down.

"That was good~" Ariana teased, hand drifting back to her pussy. "But don't forget, I still need dye."

Lotte nodded, pressure building in her abdomen. At the tip, an opening squirmed, pushing itself open for a moment. She smiled, her mouth watering; wordlessly turning Ariana around, she spat, marveling at how it turned into a light spray that helped coat her hair. The pressure in her body grew stronger as she asked "What color? The same red you already have?"

Ariana responded "Yes, please. Good girl~" with a sly smile. Lotte giggled at the easy guess, before stepping back, angling her abdomen upright as she twisted her body. Despite the protests of her squeaking latex layer, her new body was surprisingly flexible; she was able to get a clear look at Ariana even as she also pointed her abdomen's tip towards her, clenching it for a moment before releasing.

With a loud pop, she sprayed out a hot blast of dye; perfectly coloured to be a more vibrant version of Ariana's preferred red, soaking only the hair she wanted dyed. Lotte thought that this was another effect of the magic lingering in her body, passively enabling her abilities to work as desired; Before she could dwell on it, though, her legs buckled, another orgasm hitting her as her job was finished, just as strong as the others. Ariana took notice, helping lift her back up alongside one of the waiting clients and settling her into a seat once more.

"You alright after all that?" she asked, to which Lotte weakly nodded and smiled.

"Yeah... just gotta rest a little bit, before the next customer." she replied, taking a deep breath and sitting upright. "You know, you're pretty cute... maybe we can see each other again?" she asked.

"Given your service? Gladly~ Although, while you're waiting, I think it's only fair I get to have a go too~" Ariana teased, climbing up so she could sit on the bug's chest, running a finger down the shiny, squeaky latex of her breast. Lotte smiled and nodded, happy to help her customer.

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The next week, Ariana stepped into the freshly renamed Bombardier Beauties hair salon. She waved to one of the other customers, a skunk in a dress brushing her tail as she waited, before directly approaching Lotte as she finished dying another client's fur. She gave a small clap when she saw Lotte manage to stay on her feet this time, even as her heels squeaked and clicked against the tiles.

"Hey!" she called out, already pulling the strap of her dress down her shoulder. "Think you can handle my appointment soon?"

"Ah... yeah, just... give me a minute..." Lotte replied, two hands on her thighs, one on her head, and one shaking the customer's paw. Ariana smiled, kicking her clothes aside as she took her seat.

"Take your time~ I'll keep myself busy until then." she said, already squeezing one breast in one hand, and trailing down to her crotch with the other. Lotte couldn't resist, sliding her face into the doe's thighs and nuzzling against her. In that moment, she felt not only aroused, but also generally happy and content; her business was booming, her clients were good, and she was loving the surprise benefits of her business, all thanks to her good location and Danielle's gift.

Pressing her tongue against the deer's crotch, she could already feel her abdomen making a new batch of dye, and she couldn't wait to share it.