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Tik Tik and the Pooka sit quietly beside each other on the Pooka's Bench at the Pooka Pool. The soft breeze of the autumnal air graces the kobold's naked scales as she waits for the response of her mysterious fairy companion.

"Ashamed?" The pooka repeats, laying back, draping her arms over either side of the bench. She wraps one around Tik Tik's shoulder, gently pulling the kobold towards her. "It isn't so much about shame, just disappointment."

"Really?" Tik Tik asks, placing her hand on the Pooka's, gently stroking a thumb over her.

"In all the world, when you are a spirit of freedom and of chaos, doing the same thing, day in and day out, even if that same thing is 'whatever you want,'... it just gets tiresome."

"I never get tired," The kobold says, squeezing her hand. "I always try to seek out new experiences in life. No matter what!"

The pooka chuckles. "Heh... maybe, but how do you know you're not just a slave to your nature?"

The kobold shrugs. "It doesn't matter to me, either way. I will live with however it goes."

The Pooka strokes along the kobold's collar, leaning her head against Tik Tik's crown, sighing. "You're cute, you know that?'

Tik Tik chirps. "Yep, yep!" she responds, "But so are you! So fascinating. So interesting!" I want to explore you as much as possible!"

Her hand strokes down along the rabbit creature's side, up and down, side to side, searching through her every nook and cranny until she gets down below the pooka's navel.

Tik Tik's host shudders. "Well, then, I suppose you will want to explore a more natural side of me, eh?"

"Most certainly." Tik Tik responds, pulling her tantalizing touch away.

"And you want me to show it to you however I wish?"

"That's right!" She smiles. "However you wish. Whenever you wish. Preferably sooner, though."

The Pooka chuckles. "It's dangerous to ask, girlie, but answer it, I shall!"

Tik Tik narrows her eyes, leaning in, her snoot pressing against the pooka's face. "I don't get anywhere in life without a little danger!"

"Well, do you know what a Pooka's favored form is?"

Tik Tik shakes her head, fluttering her eyes. "No, please show me!"

The pooka slips from the kobold's caresses, stepping back into the marshy waters. "Well, you've seen it, to be sure, majestic and free. There is certainly nothing quite like it!"

The swirling leaves and winds of the autumn spin around the form of the rabbit girl, causing her to vanish. In her place stands a tall and dark figure, equine in appearance and humanoid in shape, with a long and majestic face and a mane that flows in the wind.

There is a thin grace to the Pooka's body, muscles toned as one who runs free, not over-exerting their power, their body lithe, yet strong.

He stands in such a way that his thigh obscures his manhood. There is no mistake that the male creature's beauty and grace take in a feminine charm, distinct though from the likes of femboys that Tik Tik usually deals with.

"Oh, do you like it?" he asks, running dainty hoof-tipped fingers down over his chest, snorting gently as golden eyes glimmer.

"Oh, I do!" Tik Tik yips.

The pooka flicks back his mane, chuckling deeply through his chest. "Well, we can find something for you to enjoy."

As he says this, he steps and turns, his hands out to the sides, his hooves planted on the ground, legs gently spread.

What he subjects Tik Tik to is a massive beast, probably more than half her height, dangling freely between his legs. Halfway down the shaft, glistening flesh emerges past its perpetual ring, its vast and flared tip quivering in its sudden exposure to the one standing before its master.

"Are you scared, little kobold?" he asks, his chest rising and falling, his fingers twitching. "This whole time, I've been holding back from what I am, keeping you from seeing this beast of a fairy because I knew you would run in terror at the prospect of such an enormous and daunting desire!"

Tik Tik mimes a circle, flicking her fingers and tapping her chin, crossing off some motions in the air.

"W... what are you doing?"

"Hm?" Tik Tik's big blues snap to his golden eyes. She then narrows her gaze and runs her hands down her chest, between her legs. "I was just calculating the exact parameters of my spell to take you. Don't want things to be too big for you inside me."

"Surely you jest."

Tik Tik circles her fingers just above her pelvis, a magical runic trail appearing over her form, leaving behind a mystic seal vaguely in the sacred feminine shape.

"Ah, that magic," The Pooka says, stepping closer to her and brushing her cheek. "It certainly is powerful. I haven't felt a mortal cast such a thing in a long time."

"Did you fuck her brains out?"

He smirks, "Oh, most certainly."

"Show me how."

The Pooka scoops the kobold up, now so much taller than her, and he can carry her with no problem. He takes a few grunting breaths, fingers digging into her thighs, spreading her out.

Tik Tik watches, running her teeth over her jaw, wide-eyed and squirming as the large and massive cock twitches under her, becoming fuller and fuller, rising up and up and up.

But it's only going so far.

"Having trouble?" Tik Tik teases.

"Nnfh, no." He grunts. "Just damn gravity."

"No problem," Tik Tik says, snapping her fingers. Her ghostly kobold hands appear underneath him, multiple hands stroke along the underside of his shaft while two more grope and rub at his balls.

"Ohgh... fuck!"

"Did your last paramour do that?" Tik Tik teases, two sets of hands near the head lifting up his massive length while more at the bottom stroke up and down, keeping the blood flowing.

Soon, the Pooka is hard enough that his horsecock presses up against Tik Tik's hole. The whole thing looks so ridiculous, like she sits upon a mushroom. She spreads out, her legs squeezing it, guiding it, passing it into her with the help of her ghostly hands and his pushing thrusts.