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Sometimes, life can throw a surprise. Sometimes, those surprises come in subtle, less jarring ways. For instance, when a scrying attempt leads to discovering a rare and valuable wolpertinger.

Sometimes, those surprises can be the lack of knowledge–not knowing that one's beloved is safe after collecting a vital creature for one's collection.

Even more surprising can be the sudden arrival of one of the world's greatest minds and the object of one's devotion and affection.

All of these surprises happened to Jun, a kitsune so used to having things go her way that she could scream if she weren't attempting to look like the controlled and dedicated mistress she is.

She could even handle getting herself locked in her portable bedroom cube, distracting her beloved flower with the tenderness of intimacy until an opportunity to escape presented itself.

But it seems life had another surprise in store for her. Mistress Jun finally had her Camellia alone when the bright light of the opening burned in a flash. The sick feeling of unprepared transportation ripped her from her beloved to some unknown chamber.

Jun groans, lying on the wooden floor of the modest inn room, rubbing her head and pushing herself up. “Flower… are you here?"

“I'm fine, Mistress Jun. Where are we?" her beloved servant says.

Jun gropes ahead, grabbing a bed sheet and pulling herself up. When she stands, her eyes meet the curious blinking gaze of a pink kobold—not just any pink kobold, but the one Jun was not ready to stare at in such a state of undress.

“Mistress Jun?" Tik Tik churps. “Everything okie dokie?"

Life must want Jun to suffer.

Jun hops to her feet, keeping her back straight and her chin tilted upward, though her eyes dart about, taking in the room, a modest inn from the city. “Your concern is appreciated, Mistress Tik Tik, but it is ultimately unnecessary."

Ayda, the Wolpertinger, watches with her eyes wide, filled with the breasts of the vulpine body before her. “Aah…?"

Jun catches the stare and turns around, her tails swishing, hands on her hips. “My submissive and I are perfectly fine, isn't that right, Camellia?"

The fair-skinned human yanks the sheet from the kobold's bed, pulling it up against her porcelain skin, and nods quietly. However, she watches the subtle twitches of the tails, the disappointment, and disdain that are only evident to one so close to her.

Jun says nothing about her discomfort but instead holds her palm up. With a twitch of her finger, the cube flies back to her. Holding it aside, the kitsune commands, “Now, Camellia, get back home. Hopefully, we shall not be disturbed a second time."

Camellia blushes terribly as the magic of the cube forms the doorway they can enter. As she places her hand upon the portal, she frowns toward her mistress, taking a deep breath, and then disappears.

Jun presses the device against her white-furred chest, tenderly stroking its side. “I…" she begins, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. “Shall not let this transgression hinder our future dealings, Mistress Tik Tik?"

Tik Tik stands on the mattress. Even with the added height, she must look upward to match the kitsune's gaze. With her hands on her hips and no shame in her nude form, the kobold holds the high ground.

“Transgression?" Tik Tik snorts. “Jun, you interrupted me and Ayda when we were just getting intimate." She holds up her hand, the cube flying from Jun's grasp into the kobold's palm, and the wizard presents it to her Wolpertinger partner. Ayda, why did you have this?"

Ayda's gaze turns from the furry mistress's beautiful breasts to the hand of the scaley one, blinking at the sight of the device. “I… I just found it on the street, outside the bathhouse."

“On the street!?" Tik Tik squeaks, spinning around. “I did no transgression. You're the one who left this lying around for anyone to take. If anything, you're the transgressor here."

Jun stares at the cube, her lips curling, shuddering, and a growl forming in her throat. She can't say anything, not with her Flower so brazenly held by another.

“I think," Tik Tik says, stroking along the edges of the box, “That you owe me."

“Y… you?"

“Certainly," Tik Tik says, returning the cube to Jun. “You owe me a lot of things… an audience, an explanation, a chance to see exactly what you can do."

Jun holds the cube close to her chest, her heart beating rapidly. “Truly? Do you wish to see my craft?"

“Yep!"

“I… see," Jun says, sighing, hands behind her back again. “Very well. Tomorrow, then?"

“Tomorrow," says Tik Tik, holding her hand. “Wizard's promise?"

Jun's fingers twitch, but she takes the kobold by the hand. When they shake, the magical energies of the promise that they make weave throughout the two of them. “I am bound to my word. Tomorrow, I shall show you what I can do."

Tik Tik flutters her eyes, and her sharp teeth show themselves in her wide smile. “And I will finally be happy to get to know you for who you are, Mistress Jun."

The Kitsune pulls away, bows her head, and leaves the room, leaving the kobold and the wolpertinger alone to finish what they started. Meanwhile, she collapses against the wall on the opposite side, clinging the cube close to her, sighing, and shaking her head.

“Tomorrow," she huffs. “Tomorrow, I show the great Tik Tik my chambers." Biting her thumb, she whimpers. “What if she doesn't like it? Oh, flower… let's go home."

She says this, scurrying away with all the dignity of an anxious child.

The hustle and bustle of the city is muffled through the enchanted walls of the magic item store. Within, the kitsune manager catalogs her materials, ready to sell to adventurers and the arcanically inclined.

The door opens, triggering the ringing of a prepared spell, which indicates to Jun that a customer has arrived. With her air of mystery and customer service, Jun turns to the door and bows gently.

Without her leathers and costumery, few similarities would make one suspect that this vulpine woman is the same as the one from last night. “Welcome to my shop. How may I help you?"

The small arrival hops up onto a complimentary stool for those her size, stroking her chin, a flash of mischief in her eyes. “Well," says Tik Tik," someone promised me they would show me all they could do. But a humble merchant like yourself wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"

Jun tenses up, turning around, her tails swishing. “Oh, well, perhaps this person should have been more specific about where she expected to show you these things she promised."

“I didn't say that the person I was looking for was a woman," Tik Tik says. She flicks her wrist, and the “Open" Sign on the door flips, the lock clicking tight.

Jun spins around, narrowing her gaze. “Y-you can't just waltz in here and close my shop."

“Would you not have done it yourself if I hadn't?" Tik Tik asks, tilting her head, smirking.

Jun wraps one arm over her chest, the other resting in front of her mouth, covering a smile or a snicker. She's not sure which would escape. “I suppose you'll never find out, among many other things."

Tik Tik sits on the stool, snapping her fingers. The seat lifts, and she floats around the shop, glancing at all the tools and artifacts lining its shelves. “You have a nice little business here," she says, picking up a remarkably polished wand. “I wonder how many of these are used in your other business?" she asks, slowly stroking the device from underneath with her finger.

“Are you attempting to fluster me, Tik Tik?" Jun asks, removing her hand from her mouth.

Tik Tik zooms up to her, sitting face-to-face with the other mistress. “Depends. Is it working?"

The kitsune keeps eye contact with the kobold, staring at her for a moment of silence before she adds. “And where's Ayda?"

“Back in the room," Tik Tik says, not turning away from her. “Why? Are you worried about her?"

“A thief tried to steal her on the arcanalocomotive."

“I know," Tik Tik says, “I'm looking at someone who wanted to do the same thing."

Jun snorts, curling a finger, which summons to her a bell. She rings it.

In steps Camellia, who bows before her, “Yes, Mis, ah…"

“Flower," the fox says. You will handle the business for the rest of the afternoon and move my appointments."

The human woman bites her lip, gripping her dress. “Yes, miss, of course."

“And Tik Tik, give her your inn key," the kitsune adds.

Tik Tik flips her cape open, pulling the key from her belt and tossing it towards Camellia.

Camellia catches it, quirking an eyebrow, glancing at her mistress.

Jun's tails puff up, twitching all-so-slightly, and the way that her right canine rolls over her lip and her finger taps against her thigh—it's something that makes the pet blush ever-so-slightly before she grabs her umbrella, ready to head out to the sunny day.

Once the door closes behind her, the two mistresses are left alone together.

“I need time to prepare," the kitsune says.

“How so?" asks Tik Tik, hopping off her stool and sending it back to where it came from. “You want to take a bath? Bury yourself in fur treatment and oils and present yourself as an element of perfection beyond recognition?"

Jun stands tall, hiding her hands behind her back. “It is what my clients often ask of me."

Tik Tik rests her hands on her hips. “I'm not a client."

Jun sniffs.

“But, if you want to impress me, go ahead. I can wait. Unless you want me to join you?"

“It would… ruin the surprise," Jun says, holding her palm up. Plus, would it not build up anticipation if you waited for me?"

Tik Tik nods, placing her hand in Jun's, twisting it so Jun's is on top, and she leans in, pressing a soft kiss upon her. “Then, by all means, let me wait. I can handle it. But don't keep me waiting for too long."

Jun nods, silently leading Tik Tik to her establishment's waiting room. It's a quaint chamber with a few chairs along the wall. On the other side is an ornate door marked with many arcane designs.

“I shall be right back," Jun says. “Make yourself comfortable."

Tik Tik slips her hand free of the kitsune, scampering towards the door, scrutinizing it.

Jun nods and closes the door behind her, heading briskly to her chambers, where she shuts and locks the door, grasps her hand, and rubs it, leaning back against the door and collapsing onto her butt.

“Oh…. Ooh… my…" she says, her fur bristling. “She kissed me… Mistress Tik Tik kissed me!" But she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then pushes herself up, her brows furrowing. “But she's expecting me to impress her," she says, stepping deeper into her room and slipping out of her shopkeeper's clothes. “Then, by all means… it's time to show her my skills."

—-

When Jun returns to the waiting room of her pleasure hall, she dresses in the full dominatrix attire, showing off the shape of her body and masking herself in the illusion of great mystique. She rests her hands on her hips, takes a deep breath, and steps into the chamber proper. “I hope you're ready to enter a new world, Tik Tik," She says. “Because now, you are in mine."

The kobold sits in front of the intricately runed door, her tail whipping back and forth, slapping against the ground in a carefree pattering. She traces her claws against some notes, tapping on a particular rune.

“You have some mighty magic here, Miss Jun." She says this and looks over her shoulder, smiling with bright blue eyes. “I think I can learn a lot from you."

Mistress Jun clasps a hand over her chest. “No, I can't possibly—you flatter me. Obviously, someone of your skill should already know what such a thing is capable of."

“Nope!" Tik Tik says, hopping up to her feet. “I've been puzzling it, but there's something I can't quite figure out, not with more research." She leans in, stroking her chin, narrowing her gaze. “I'm totally within your control here, Mistress Jun."

“My control?" The kitsune repeats. “That's preposterous. If anything, you are the more seasoned and worldly among us."

Tik Tik taps her cheek. “Oh, and here I thought you were a mighty mistress of your domain. I must have been mistaken."

The kitsune narrows her gaze, tapping her fingers against her hips. “Are you teasing me, Mistress Tik Tik?"

Tik Tik faces her fully, standing on her tip-toes and smirking, “Only if that gets you to dominate me," she coos.

Jun glances down at Tik Tik down past her snout, sniffing and swishing her five tails. “Very well, then, if you're going to be a brat about it, I may just have to deny you such knowledge and pleasure."

Tik Tik sniffs blinks, and glances back over toward the door. “Sorry."

“Huh?"

“I'm sorry," the kobold says, keeping her head low and hands behind her back. She kicks at the floor and sniffles. “I took things too far. I want to know what you can do. I don't want to upset you."

Jun freezes, her fur standing on end. How could the great and powerful Tik Tik be so vulnerable and adorable? Jun turns around, covering her mouth in one hand and supporting her elbow in the other. She desperately tries to hold back the involuntary release of the most prolonged “Awww" she has ever uttered. She barely makes her way through it. “Aaawlirght," she manages. “I forgive you."

Tik Tik bounces on her toes, chirping. “You do!?"

“Right," Jun says, turning around, stepping forward, grabbing the kobold by the horn, holding it tight, and yanking her to look at her face-to-face. “But you are in my realm, and I am your mistress today."

“Yes, ma'am!" Tik Tik chirps, then flashes a cheeky grin. “For now."

“Oh, I'm going to enjoy showing you just what I can do," the kitsune says, turning the kobold's head toward the door. “Now, if you place your hand upon the center of the circle, you shall be granted a view of your deepest desires."

Tik Tik smirks at that, planting her hand square in the center of the door without looking at first. But once the magical energies hum around her, she cannot keep her curious eyes away. Throughout the runes, a pink light flows from the center, filling out every letter and every crevice of the door.

“I had to inscribe this all myself. It was quite the arduous process.," the kitsune says. “Lots of sweat, tears, and sleepless nights poured into making something unique."

The door swings open, filling the room with the musty scent of old books and the electric sparking of magic.

“Mm, that's all sorts of magic here," Tik Tik says. “May I see the spell formula?"

“Ask nicely," the kitsune says, her gaze fixing the darkened room on the other side.

“Sure," Tik Tik responds. “Please, mistress, Tik Tik needs to see the room."

The mistress lets go of the kobold's horn, and Tik Tik scampers inside, disappearing into the darkness.

Jun chuckles to herself and follows the kobold inside. She produces a pinprick of light on her finger that bathes the area around her in a gentle red glow.

Inside this room, the walls are worked with chisels and picks, and the ground is smoothed stone, gently coated in a cloud of delicate yet sticky dust. The track seems to go down deep, where the patter of Tik Tik's feet echoes throughout the quiet room.

“It goes down deep!" her voice carries from deeper within.

“It's a pocket dimension," the kitsune says, continuing her slow trek downward, paying particular attention to the walls around her and the floor at her feet. “It was created by your deep desires. It exists but doesn't exist at the same time."

“It's a reality, but it isn't a real one… it's a virtual one!" Tik Tik responds from the darkness.

“Yes, I suppose you could say it's something like that. It's much like my cube," she says, entering a balcony. Beyond her is a vast chamber that goes beyond the range of her magic, filled with shelves arranged in a maze. “And what is your desire?"

Beyond, the kobold giggles. “If you can find me, you can find out!"

“So, it's a hunt, is it?" the kitsune says, her smile showing off her sharp teeth. “I've indulged others in such a thing before," she says, levitating off the platform and gently placing herself among the shelves. “It's quaint. I'm a little disappointed in the simplicity of it."

“If you're so disappointed, you can do whatever you want to me when you find me, okie dokie, Mistress Jun?"

Jun shakes her head. “Oh, believe me. I very much intend to, Mistress Tik Tik."

When Jun lands on the floor among the stack of bookcases, she shakes her head. The kitsune pads through the maze, speaking to her quarry. “You know, Tik Tik, you seek to flatter me here and make me discover something new about you, but all I see is the same trite cat-and-mouse game that so many others want."

She peers around a corner, her gaze narrowing, sniffing the air around her. “I know you're close, Tik Tik, and when I find you, I'll punish you for making me work so hard," she says, turning another corner, where the walls make way for an exhibition hall lined with various trinkets and art pieces. The vast chamber is filled with rows of shelves, statues, and racks, and she cannot help but stop her pursuit, catch her breath in her throat, and run up to experience it all.

“Is that an armor set from the knights of love? Oh, and is that the cloak of Estrasa, Dark Mistress of Transformation? And here, a petal from the Lily Nymph? This vial has sex jelly essence, and this is a cake from Baker's Bakery!"

Jun hunches over to scrutinize the books and the documented artifacts on display, each meticulously catalogued with elements from Tik Tik's stories.

“Oh, I've yearned to see these with my own eyes after reading about them. My room has manifested them perfectly. If only I could take them for myself and add them to my true collection! It's simply a dream come true!"

The silence that responds to her makes her words echo through the empty hall, and she stands, sighing.

“It is a dream come true."

Spinning around, Jun scans the room with wistfulness but pride swelling in her chest. “It's my dream. But how did you make my room manifest it in reality?"

Her response is a slow clap, followed by a soft pitter and the loud clack of claws upon the stone floor.

“You've trapped me right where you want me, haven't you?"

“And you've fallen right for it, Mistress Jun," Tik Tik says, stepping up from the shadows.

Jun covers her mouth, facing away from the kobold, hiding her smile. “To decipher and hack my runes so quickly shows your skill as a wizard extraordinaire!"

Tik Tik giggles, hopping on her toes. “Oh yes. Once I learned what it did, I just had to see what was in your mind, and it seems a lot of it is Tik Tik." She says this, walking up towards the suit of armor, taking the tabard cloth in her hand, and rubbing it. “Even the fabric feels just as I described in my stories."

The kobold sneers at the kitsune, her tail swishing back and forth. “There's one way you could have such an active imagination, isn't there, Mistress Jun." She says, letting go.

Lowering her shoulders and her arms away from her face, Jun sighs. “There is."

Elegantly, Jun swivels around, locking her eyes upon Tik Tik's. “Mistress Tik Tik. I've been hiding it this whole time, but I am, in fact, your biggest fan."

A soft growl rises from Tik Tik's throat, her sharp teeth visible through her domineering grin. “Well, why don't I make my biggest fan's dreams come true?"

The kitsune clutches her chest but immediately pulls away, steps back, and narrows her gaze. “You know, kobold," the mistress says, her words deliberate and slow. “I don't like the tone of voice when you speak that way. It's almost like you're in charge here when I'm the dominatrix."

Tik Tik nuzzles the tabard against her cheek, fluttering her eyes. “Oh yeah? What will you do about it?"

“This world may be my dream, but this room is still my creation," Jun says. She snaps her finger, and Tybalt's tabard dissipates in Tik Tik's hands, unraveling into strings.

Tik Tik gasps, but only for a moment, as the strands wrap around her snout, weaving, and tightening, forcing her maw open wide, gagging her.

“If you're not going to speak in the common tongue, kobold, then you aren't going to speak at all," Mistress Jun says, stepping up to Tik Tik, looking down at her, a smirk spreading over her mouth. “Is that understood?"

A high-pitched, squealing growl rises from Tik Tik. A bit of defiance is in her eyes, and her hands raise.

Jun flinches, ready to face the retaliation from the master mage, only to see Tik Tik press her wrists together, her bright blue eyes wide and pleading as she yips through the gag.

Jun smirks, drawing a line through the air.

Golden ropes fall from the ceiling, wrapping around Tik Tik's wrists and hoisting the kobold up, suspended until the two are face-to-face.

“Not too uncomfortable, I hope," Jun asks, a nail tracing under the kobold's jaw. “I wouldn't want to hurt such an honored guest, but again, you are trying my patience. Or maybe you're trying to egg me on. Either way, this is a test that I intend to pass."

“Yip, yip!"

Jun walks past the suspended Tik Tik, producing a golden cloth from her palm and draping it over Tik TIk's head with a quick and deliberate flick. She stands behind the kobold, tying up the blindfold on her own, leaning in and whispering to the kobold. “Don't think of me as some casual reader who uses your material to get off. I know full well what you're all about."

She breathes a hot breath over Tik Tik's scales.

Tik Tik shudders, squirming in her suspended state.

“Now then, allow me to show you everything about yourself… even things you don't realize. Are you ready?"

“Yiiiiiip"

“Very good."

Mistress Jun snickers delightfully seductively as she steps around the suspended Tik Tik. The kitsune trails a finger along the kobold's spine, flicking at the kobold's horn. Leaning in, she huffs a hot breath over Tik Tik's scales.

Tik Tik's eyes roll back, her body quivering, her toes curling.

The kitsune places her hands on Tik Tik's sides, holding her as she is suspended from the ceiling. “You like to experience the full gamut of pleasure. Your whims are so flighty that it may be difficult to determine exactly what you want at any given time."

She traces down over Tik Tik's neck, collar, and chest, patting the soft underbelly.

“You even change yourself with no regard to your health and safety, learning dangerous and powerful transformation magics to add a nipple here, a wing there," she strokes the kobold's shoulder bone, “and more intimate things in between."

Her hand rests now on the kobold's thigh, squeezing delicately. “It's the novelty you crave most of all, Tik Tik. Every new person you meet is an experience you must savor because that novelty drives you wild."

She strokes up and down along Tik TIk's underbelly, pressing her chest against the kobold's back as she continues. “That's what makes you so fascinating. I could keep you here forever and please myself with you a thousand days in a thousand different ways, and you'd love every single moment of it."

Tik Tik shudders, her fingers flexing.

Chuckling, Jun pulls herself away, leaving Tik Tik alone in the darkness.

She dangles in a seemingly empty chamber, whining from the sudden deprivation. Her mind races, her tail lashing as far as it can go in its binding, and in her excitement and anticipation, she drools, both from her mouth and from another, more intimate place.

That's when a vulpine hand squeezes her cheeks. “Oh, but Tik Tik, leaving you here to go mad with your thoughts is no fun," she says, pressing her snout to her snout.

Tik Tik's breaths burst, tickling at Jun's nose, but Jun continues her speech, saying, “Next, we'll just enjoy using you a bit. I have to say that I'm curious what it would be like to indulge in your body."

“Mmm nnng?"

“Oh yes, your body is that of an equal or a superior giving herself to me. It is exciting, no, a thrill beyond measure."

With that, she presses her mouth against Tik Tik's cheek and disappears again. “Now, then, let's move on, shall we?"

Clap!

The slap echoes through the chamber, swinging the kobold like a pendulum, her butt stinging as she hangs, only to bump up against a warm and fuzzy body, grabbed by the soft paws of a professional and her legs lifted, resting on the kitsune's unclothed shoulders.

“Now then, Tik Tik, I think it's time that I indulged myself," Jun says, purring before her warm, long, wet tongue presses against the glistening wet kobold slit.

Tik Tik tenses when that wriggling muscle presses against her wanting flesh. There's a great deal of detail and care in every motion and every utterance. Even so starstruck as she is, Mistress Jun radiates the erotic charm as she flicks over the kobold's folds.

Tik Tik shudders, sighs, and squirms, huffing and puffing as she dangles in the room of the kitsune's desires. Her eyes roll back, her mouth agape, and her body tensing, untensing, and jerking about with each pulse of delight that arcs through her.

That tongue flicks and laps before finally rolling and pushing inside, wiggling in waves of delight, teasing the kobold with hits of pure pleasure up and down her canal.

Teasing the kobold, the kitsune pulls back, a toothy grin upon her snout. “You like it so far, Tik Tik?"

“M… mmmmm!" Tik Tik whines, arching her back and rocking her hips.

“I've done so much research on kobold anatomy, trying to get into your mindset. I'll spare you the story of how I got this information for now, but kobolds have so many erogenous zones… it's almost as if the gods designed them to feel nothing but pleasure. Isn't that fascinating?"

Tik Tik tucks her chin, trying to catch a glance of the kitsune as she works her magic, only to be shocked back into craning her neck, gasping as the ministrations continue.

A flick of the tongue here

A stroke of the tail here.

Seemingly random actions are part of a secret language of desire, and Jun takes Tik Tik through the entire alphabet.

“Mmm, this is all so delightful," says the mistress, “but really, all I am doing is teasing you by hitting your most primal of pleasure spots. Let's end this, shall we?"

“Ha... Ah… end?"

When Jun presses her nose against Tik Tik's sensitive spot, the kobold immediately freezes up, but only for a moment. Immediately afterward, her back arches and she screams with a fury of orgasmic delight. Her entire body shudders and shakes, twisting in convulsions of joy.

And Jun stumbles back, her face drenched in the kobold's delight, her eyes widened at the thrashing figure before her.

“T… Tik Tik?" she gasps, stumbling up to her.

The kobold slumps forward, her chest rising and falling slowly, her tail dangling, her wrists limp.

Jun flicks the bonds away from the kobold, the golden ropes falling to the ground, while the slumping body falls into the kitsune's awaiting arms.

“I'm so sorry! Did I do too much? Did I overload you? I hadn't tried those techniques together before on a kobold and-"

A trembling hand reaches up, pressing against the vulpine's lips. Tik Tik growls, a grin on her face as she lifts her head and whispers. “That… was incredible."

Jun sighs in relief, lowering the kobold, but Tik Tik grips her shoulder and pushes up, whispering to her ear. “Now it's my turn."

“Y… your turn?" Jun says those words to Tik Tik with a sort of indigence.

Tik Tik steps away from the kitsune and rolls her neck, stretching her arms high and standing on her tippy toes. She sighs, long and luxuriously, her tail shuddering at the end of her stretch. “Mmm, yes, my turn, but it'll have to be done in something much more comfortable."

With that, Tik Tik spins around on one foot, glancing over her shoulder and fluttering her eyes. The sway in her step and the curve of her body as she walks one foot in front of the other is enchanting or a bit silly. Either way, Jun cannot take her eyes off of her.

Stretching out her hand, the kobold summons a flask of bubbling liquid from one of the shelves of memorabilia. “Tell me, Jun, how close have you gotten to replicating the effects of the Dragonweed elixir on your own?"

“I could deduce what you used to create the potion using all the viable techniques, sure, but I never had a chance to test out the reactions of the key ingredient on anything practical."

“The dragonweed is notoriously difficult to come by, yes. The only place it could exist is in that one temple." Poking her finger into the cork, the kobold pulls it out with a pop. She wafts the contents her way, sniffing gently and nodding, “or in the imagination."

Jun steps forward, about to say something, but Tik Tik holds up a hand. “No, no," coos the kobold. “I trust you are experienced enough to have imagined a fully working potion. You are quite a brilliant mind to make all of this."

“Ah… thank you, Mistress Tik Tik," says the kitsune, lowering her head slightly, slumping her shoulders, and placing her hands behind her back.

Tik Tik smirked and threw back the drink, gulping down the potion with the hungry taste and excitement of touching water after vigorous exercise. She throws her arm to the side, exhaling and leaning forward, licking her lips, her eyes flashing with the bright, magical light. “Oh yeah, that's the stuff!"

“Are you… alright?" Jun asks, her fingers twitching. Magic is already rumbling between her digits.

Tik Tik gasps, falling to her knees and wrapping her arms around herself. She shifts left and right, gritting her teeth and squeezing her eyes shut. Her shoulders stick out, and the muscles flex and expand, the definition throughout her back tightening. Her head rises as her legs lengthen. Her horns spiral and elongate, her snout snaps further out, pointier, and soon, when she finally stands, she turns towards Jun, revealing herself to be taller than the other mistress.

The dragon-like creature before Jun now rests a hand upon an exaggerated hip, and another slips down over her chin. The latter trailed down her neck and cupping at the full and round breasts that rested upon her chest. “Turn your attention to this transformation, Jun."

“I can't look away," admits the kitsune. “I can't believe it worked!"

Tik Tik leans forth, reaching to pet the other mistress's chin. The other hand reaches out, grabbing at one of the tails possessively. Even as Jun longingly looks up into those mischievous eyes, she wraps her tail around the dragon woman's waist and back. “Of course, it worked. It was created by a genius."

“Please, you're too kind," says Jun, glancing aside.

“Perhaps," Tik Tik says, a knee pressed up against the kitsune's leggings, applying just enough pressure to hold her down, tease her, and make her want more for the time being.

But then, Tik Tik snickers, pulling away. “I am," she agrees. “Allow me one last platitude then, and tell you that you are so beautiful that I shall relish sampling every inch of your body."

Jun licks her lips, nodding. “Yes, that would be agreeable, but-"

“Very good," Tik Tik interrupts, standing tall, tapping her claws against the scales on her side. “Now, then, strip."

“E-excuse me?" Jun asks, clutching at her chest.

“Strip," the kobold growls, reaching up to the kitsune's hood, hooking a finger up over it, yanking it over her head, stretching the material, scratching at it. “Before I rip."

Jun gulps, her thumbs reaching underneath her choker.

The former kobold growls, hands down to the kitsune's cloak, pulling it over her shoulders. “That can stay for now." Tik Tik says, gripping the kitsune's top. “Let's no more waste my time, hm?"

That deep growl that punctuates the kobold's words is enough to turn Jun's attention to that top, lifting it over her head, freeing her fur and her breasts to the air of this secret and sacred chamber.

Instead of paying attention to the newly exposed upper body, Tik Tik sighs by the former mistress's ear, tongue lashing, flicking licks around the back of it, making it flicker and twitch in the teasing.

Jun relaxes, letting her hands rest against the wall, but Tik Tik growls and the voice tells her to work on her leggings and pull them down.

“Nothing underneath?" the kobold coos. “My, my, you are a dirty girl, aren't you?"

Jun's tongue flicks out, her ears perking up, her eyes widening.

Tik Tik smiles with her whole face, her eyes sparkling. “Oh yes, this whole time, you wanted to be fucked by a mistress. All the pretense to keep yourself so prim and proper and high and mighty, and for what?"

Jun opens her mouth, trying to object, but she cannot, no, will not, do so.

Tik Tik once again denies Jun her touch, stroking her chin, fucking the kitsune with her gaze alone as she stands there in all that overpowering glory.

“Yes, yes, when you are nude, you are like any other creature. Now, then," She smirks, her teeth sharp and white, “You know what you want from me, Jun… Beg for it."

Jun's reaction is caught in her throat. Her eyes widen a moment before quickly resting in general disbelief. “M… me? Beg?"

Tik Tik's response is a possessive growl, standing tall, looming over the kitsune. The naked vulpine yips in response, only to get a chuckle out of the dragon, followed by a pressing of that tongue against her cheek, down her jaw, to her neck.

“Oh, how cute seeing you reduced to a mewling toy is. I wonder how much I can squeeze to make you squeak louder."

“P… Puh…"

Tik Tik pulls back, fluttering her eyes, watching with a domineering smile. “Hm…? What's that?" she says, holding a hand by her auditive canal.

“Please… Mistress Tik Tik…"

“Please…? Please, what?" She says, stepping back.

Jun falls to her knees, her hand upon them, her head bowed low. “Please… take me as you will. Do with me as you want!"

“I dunno," coos the kobold, crossing her arms over her chest. “How do I know you're not just playing the eager, desperate pet?"

Jun squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. “I'm not! I've been waiting for this since Camellia told me about you! I wanted to feel your power. I want to know exactly what it is like to be under the master of erotic arts!

Tik Tik lunges forward, pushing the kitsune down against the cold floor. Her scaled body is large and in charge, as she lies upon it, rolling out her tongue and licking at the fox's maw.

It's a long, wriggling thing that disappears into the kitsune's maw, filling her mouth and throat. Tears well in her eyes in an involuntary reflex as the thick and pointed muscle plays intensely into her tastes and tests every inch of her.

Just as suddenly as that kiss began, the kobold ends it, slurping her tongue back up, pulling along the kitsune's, leaving her panting as she lay on the ground under the transformed kobold.

“F….fuck…" pants the fluffy lady.

“Such language," teases Tik Tik, a hand running down the woman's shoulder, over her arm, and back up. “It's not befitting a woman of stature… It's the cry of a hungry animal desperate for sex."

Jun whines under Tik Tik, rocking her hips to respond to the dragon's challenge. Tik Tik's other hand slips down to the kitsune's chest, swirling over the patterns of her fur and down to her breast. She cupped it in her hand before falling her thumb and forefinger to the nipple.

“That's a bad girl," says Tik Tik, pinching.

“Aaah… haaa!"

“No dignified lady makes such screams. You must really be a slut in hiding, wearing a mask.

“Ah… ahnnnh…"

“So needy," Tik Tik teases. “So shameful and submissive. Would you ever show such a side to that lovely Camellia of yours?"

“Gaah, n-uh.. No…!"

“Ooh, my," says the kobold, squeezing the fox's cheeks, leaning in, nose pressed to the nose. “Then this is a secret shame of yours. Something you'd never show anyone, even the one closest to you?" The kobold growls, her tail stroking up and down along the kitsune's thigh. “Never have you been this naked before her? Never have you expressed a desire to be held to be toyed with?"

“Nnggh… mmmm…."

“What's the matter?" she asks. “Have I touched a nerve? Have I found a spot to press?" As she says this, her hand, large but dexterous, finds its way between the fox's legs. Curling her fingers, she pets the pussy, keeping up a slow but deliberate pace. “We can be in here all night, you and I, and you could cum over and over again, but only if you admit something to me?"

“A…. Ah… wh…ah…?"

“That you are a pathetic little woman who wants to be used, and you're too proud to admit it."

“Mnnngh…"

Tik Tik pulls her hand away.

Jun wraps her arms around Tik Tik, locks her legs around the kobold, and pats a tail on the dragon's back.

“My, who is trapped here?" asks Tik Tik. With little effort, she flexes her strength, breaking Jun's hold and sitting up before her, licking her lips.

Jun falls on her back, sprawled out, whimpering, rocking her hips upward.

“Pathetic… and delightful," the kobold coos. With that, she scoops up the lifted hips and lifts the kitsune higher, her tails falling to rest on the kobold's lap as her view of the world flips upside down.

Jun is on her shoulders on the floor, her maw wide and her arms dangling back. She lifts her head to watch the scene before her, the kobold whose large head rests neatly between her thighs, smiling down at her with those mischievous blue eyes sparkling with delight. She rolls out that massive and impressive tongue, pressing it to the folds of flesh down between her legs, teasing and tasting the delight that the kitsune has.

“I… in… ah… cred… ammmaaaah!"

She can't finish her compliment as that tongue pushes its way into her, slowly swirling and probing, finding the perfect spot with hardly any delay. Jun throws her head back, gasping and panting, her chest rising and falling, her tails twitching, and her toes curling.

Her tummy tingles as the tongue wriggles around in her, and she takes all her effort to lift her head again, watching as that mouth presses up against her body. The kobold's nostrils flare as she holds onto the kitsune, her eyes locked onto Jun as she flicks.

Jun can only hold it a moment before she has to let go. The shock of delight coursing through her as the tongue hits her in just the right way makes her lose control. She is a puppet in the kobold's hands, panting heavily with no coherent thoughts or words.

And all the while, the kobold holds her, growls possessively and tastes the delight flowing from her newest pet's innermost chambers.

Jun has received the pleasure of cunnilingus many times from her beloved flower. It is that subservience and the love and hopefulness in Camellia's red eyes that look up longingly at the mistress, pleading to know if she's been a good girl.

Though, now, it is different. Now, the kitsune looks up to those bright blue eyes of the dragon-transformed Tik Tik, her gaze sultry and commanding, the tongue probing not to impress the kitsune mistress but to demand that Jun knows who the one in charge is.

The long and thick tongue claims as much of Jun as the kitsune can imagine, wriggling and stretching in warm and curling motions. She is captured and enraptured by the kobold, not the master of erotic arts.

And just as she builds up to the crescendo of her desire, her panting breaths higher and higher, the barks of want leaving her mouth and echoing through the dream-reality she and Tik Tik have discovered, that's when Tik Tik lets go of her thighs and yanks her tongue free, slurping readily from the bounty of her conquest.

Jun cannot hold on, her legs unraveling from the kobold's body, collapsing onto the floor, panting, heaving, hands falling to be just under her breast.

“Ah… ha… w… what…? Why?"

The kobold answers the question by crawling atop Jun, pressing her soft-scaled body up against the warm fluffiness of the kitsune. Their breasts squish together, nipples teasing at each other, legs hooking around and weaving together in locks of intimate cuddling.

The dominant dragon strokes the kitsune's cheeks. Her nose pressed up against her nose as he flutters her eyes down at Jun. “Because I'm done eating you out."

The kitsune shudders at that. Such possessive language! Such disregard for Jun's desire and willingness to be close to her! She can only imagine what would happen next and-

The kobold tilts her head and leans in, locking mouths with the kitsune in a deep kiss.

Jun lets all thoughts and concerns wash away from her as she takes that tongue inside her, licking over the thing, coaxing it into her parlor as if the tongues were the ones playing an intricate courtship game.

But the mouth, so filled with the taste of Jun's desire, breathes a haze of taste deep into the fox's throat. As she lashes up along the dominant muscle, Jun cannot help but whimper. This was not just Tik Tik's tongue and her spit, but it was the stuff from between her legs spilled forth to the kobold in a state of weakness and desire.

Tik Tik grabs Jun's shoulders, pinning her down as that long tongue slithers its way to fill her mouth, tickling at the back of her tongue, reaching down even to her throat.

The pinned fox squirms underneath the kobold and her writhing tongue. To think that such a potent creature would be hidden inside the small package.

No, Jun knew this. She had created this room. She had read the many stories penned by Tik Tik.

But experiencing it is an entirely different reality altogether.

When Jun opens her eyes, a rare moment in this passionate kiss, they flutter back with little control or regard for the world around her. Sight is a suggestion—a blur of nonsensical stimuli amid the more pressing information wracking her brain. Every nerve touched by Tik Tik fires off the passions of delight, aroused further by the growls that reverberate through that tongue dancing dangerously inside of her.

But there is another sensation that makes its way to her. It is that thick dragon's tail that strokes up her body. It starts at the bottom, teasing her toes and tracing them to her ankle. It goes further to her calves and her thighs. Up and down, upward with each stroke, it goes before it snakes around, finding its way just between her legs but not moving from that spot, becoming a sort of seat for Jun.

For a moment, Jun's eyes regain their focus, and when they do, they lock onto Tik Tik, who shows not only immense dominance but also a sort of taunting, a dare.

Or is it a command?

Jun whimpers. The response is not well-thought on her part, but it is inevitably something she must do. She pushes forward and down, pressing her ignited womanhood against the thick and scaled member. Her desires lather up the appendage in a delightful deluge, leaving a trail of shimmering solution in its wake.

As she drags herself up against that length, she presses her body against it, her lips squishing, spreading, teasing her inside, as her clit presses to the flesh. Each scale is another slow bump that the pleasured nub hits, letting out another buzz of delight that wraps around Jun's mind, forcing little breaths that huff upon that tongue.

Tik Tik pulls her head back, sitting up just a bit, tits risen to the point where nipples barely touch together, though she keeps the kitsune pinned down.

She yanks her tongue back, freeing Jun's face, letting the kitsune breathe, for she had forgotten that she wasn't doing that. When Tik Tik licks her maw and smacks, she smirks in a devilish way and growls, asking. “And did I say you could grind against my tail, slut?"

Jun whimpers in response, but she doesn't relent. She strokes along that stationary thing, her breath a panting mess.

“I see," growls the dragon. “So, you truly are lost to your desires." She pulls her tail back, increasing the speed at which Jun's clit feels every bump. Once pulled entirely away, Tik wiggles the tail, and she chuckles. “Then I should finish you; you will not forget it!"

Tik Tik snickers as she looks down at her host, Jun. The kobold-turned-dragon sits with an air of superiority as her thick and long tail rubs against the moistened peach of the kitsune, ostensibly a dominatrix. Tik Tik gazes with approval over the rutting form beneath her, licking her lips and growling in delight.

Her partner, lying on the ground, cannot keep herself still as she hand rubs her body up against that rough scaled thing, the kitsune's delight growing with every stroke and her breath becoming less and less coherent the closer she gets to her climax.

Tik Tik leans in, gripping the kitsune's hips and pushing her down. She leans forward, pressing her draconic tail against that peach. “Oh, you look simply delightful," she says, “and the sounds you make are exquisite."

Leaning into Jun's ear, she continues, saying, “You're simply delectable."

She leaves herself silent and still, holding down the writhing Jun, keeping the kitsune from pleasuring herself too much as she whimpers underneath the dominant dragon's embrace. But that only lasts for a moment before Tik Tik pulls her tail back, the tip plunging inside the wanting pussy.

Jun cries from the back of her throat, arching her back, tilting her head back as the stimulation pulses within her from the quick and managed thrusts.

“Look at the great Mistress Jun," Tik Tik teases, “fucking and being fucked by a tail. I thought you'd be a calm and methodical lover, but you're so uncontrolled."

Tik Tik looms over Jun, hands sliding up that furred body and holding her down by the shoulders. “How does it feel to lose all sense of yourself in the sight of someone you idolize?"

“Uuuh… aaah…!"

“My, my, that isn't very coherent," Tik Tik teases, straddling the fox, fighting against the wild and frantic fucking that Jun unleashes on her in that desire to have more and more of Tik Tik!

“That isn't much of an answer, my pet," Tik Tik teases, leaning to press her nose against Jun's. “Guess I'll have to help you a little more…?

With that tease, she presses her weight down on Jun's thighs, keeping the fox from flailing about, calming down her frantic motions, leaving her whimpering.

Once Jun takes a few whining breaths, Tik Tik slowly begins to pull out the tail, that thick thing glistening from the delight that spilled all over it.

“Nnngh…?"

“Hm…? You wanna say something?" Tik Tik teases. “Whatever could it be?"

“D… don't…" Jun sighs, her eyes fluttering, rolled back.

“Don't what…?" Tik Tik teases, licking Jun's chin.

“Don't… mmm… stop! P… put it back in… fuh… fuck me, Muh… mistress Tik Tik!"

The dragon slips down, her chest pressed against Jun's chest, her nose against Jun's nose, her eyes focused on Jun's eyes. She straddles the kitsune, snickering in delight, her tail pressing tantalizingly against those lips once more. “Mmmm… I love to see you so desperate and so horny. To have you in my hand is delightful enough… but still. You have such a wonderful body. I would love to explore it more and more, take my time, and savor your every inch."

“I wonder," Tik Tik continues, her finger stroking slowly up and down the kitsune's side. How likely would it be for you to just up and leave everything you've built here?"

“Aah?"

“To come back to my tower, to dress and act following my will alone? Would you give up everything for me?"

“I… no."

“No?"

Jun's eyes flare, glowing. “This is my business and my life, and I wouldn't throw it away, no matter who you are!"

Tik Tik's mouth curls up into a sincere spread. “That's what I wanted to hear."

The dragon enters the kitsune again, her tail spreading her out, continuing with that rough rubbing from before, but with more intentionality. She will make the kitsune cum, and Jun can see that determination burning in the kobold's eyes.

“You know," Tik Tik teases. “I'm usually the one who gets stretched out. I bet you're more used to giving, too." She slides her hands down Jun's body, holding onto her waist, thrusting, fucking her, panting with the heaving breaths of one in control, of one topping a submissive. Of one having everything and giving everything.

“Aaaaaah…" The mournful howl fills the dream-created chamber as the fox drifts and rises to places and planes of thought far beyond her ordinary world. The pleasure she feels, the abandon she throws her mind to, reels her soul. She's barely hanging on by a thread as it is!

It is then that Tik Tik drags her teeth over her shoulder. Her hot breath pants across Jun's fur and flesh, her maw finding itself closer to her neck.

Jun's eyes roll back, her waist bridging, her body shuddering.

And that's when Tik Tik presses against her throat, sharp teeth pressing against her, holding her down, biting her!"

“Aooowwaaaah!"

The kitsune's cry is a loud barking yowl, the culmination of all the teasing and pleasing. Her body contracts around the kobold, gripping her hard, digging heels and claws into the scaled body as the wave of delight crashes over her. This sends her into overdrive, and she collapses from that final, spilling into a panting, incoherent heap on the floor.

Taking a few breaths herself, the kobold holds onto the kitsune for a moment before she finally pulls out on her own, flicking the excess love off the tip and onto the floor. She smiles, a toothy grin, as she looks over the quivering mess beneath her. “And that…" she says. “Is being a mistress."

Jun blinks, her focus returning to her eyes. She clamps a hand over her neck and pushes herself up, sitting up. “Th… what did you do to me? I… you… that was…"

Tik Tik giggles as she does. She shrinks, her scales becoming softer, her pink a lighter shade. So one night, the kobold sits on the kitsune's lap, a bright smirk on her face. “Amazing? Super special?"

“Humiliating. Degrading. Like nothing I've felt before!"

Tik Tik giggles. “Thank you, thank you!" She hops up and turns on her heel, whistling to herself.

Jun sits on her knees, rubbing her palm over the lovely bite marks on her neck. Such indignity and injustice have been inflicted upon her, yet the marks aren't deep. “So, is this it for us today?" the kitsune asks, bringing about an air of business.

Tik Tik sighs, rubbing her horn and then stretching, yawning great and wide with her draconic mouth. “Aaaaaahhh… I'm sure the spell is about to wear off. I'm going to be super sleepy in just a… second."

Her timing cannot be better. With that last word, a puff of smoke envelopes Tik Tik for a second, disappearing the majestic dragon and leaving behind the cute little kobold, giggling and shrugging. “See? All out of juice."

With her hands on her knees, Jun nods, her tails fanning out. “Then, allow me to show you my skills in other ways."

“Hm… what do you me-aah!"

Those tails swish around and reach forward, hooking around the small kobold and pulling her in.

Tik Tik's claws scrape against the floor for a moment, struggling in the strange hold before she gets a good handful of the fluff that holds her. When she feels the softness of this fur, she calms down, clinging to it as she's brought backward into the waiting lap of the mistress of the house.

When Jun places her hands around Tik Tik and leans in, chin on top of the kobold's head, Tik Tik finally fully relaxes, nuzzling against the fox's fuzz.

“S… so fluffy…"

“Thank you for noticing," Jun teases, her tails brushing up and down slowly over Tik Tik's body. “It takes quite a bit of time to clean and maintain each of these tails, you know."

Tik Tik buries her face in them, shaking her head, whining. “I didn't notice!"

“I take it you were far too entranced with making me scream to take notice before. That's a mistake I seek to rectify right here and now. Just sit and relax."

Tik Tik does so, the warmth and cuddliness of the fluffy body, leaving her ready to curl up, wrap around her, and nuzzle.

“Of course, there's much more I can do for you," the kitsune says, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. Her concentration shifts, and the room melts and shifts, taking on a calming natural scene. Their background is a small habitation built amid a mystical forest, and they rest upon a soft mat in the open room. Before them is a small tea set.

With her tails occupied, she holds Tik Tik. Jun uses her hands to prepare the tea, quietly pouring the hot water into the matcha with a dignified poise to her ritual.

“You have so many wonderful tails. How do you get so many?" The Tik Tik asks.

“Years and experience," Jun says, whisking the mixture. “I get a new one to play with once every hundred years."

Tik Tik's hands move from one tail to another, eyes wide, counting with quick kobold grips.

“That's right, Tik Tik. I've been around for over five hundred. Most wouldn't be able to tell just by looking at me. My kind are few and far between."

Tik Tik frowns, shifting around, resting her chin on Jun's chest, her eyes sorrowful. “But that means I'll never see you with six tails!" The kobold whines.

“Is five not good enough for you?" the kitsune responds, patting the kobold on the head. With her free hand, she hands Tik Tik the tea. “It's ready."

Tik Tik slumps back, lying against the makeshift basket of tails that cradle her. She holds the hot tea in her hands and sips with contemplation. “And you saw so many things in your life… and chose me to be the biggest fan of?"

“Oh, but of course!" Jun says, sipping some of her own tea. “You're… special, unique. And only a being as long-lived as I can attest to such a thing.

Tik Tik contemplates her tea a moment, nuzzling back against those tails. “And what about Camellia?"

Jun stops with the tea to her lips, pulling the drink away. “What do you mean?"

“She's short-lived too. What will you do when…" The kobold trails off.

Jun sniffs, tapping the edge of her cup. She then smiles softly and snaps her fingers.

Before them, a small table appears, and various drinks and snacks, including indulgent cupcakes with Baker-shaped cookies on top, are placed on it. “Let's turn our attention toward something more positive, shall we?"

“Y-yeah," Tik Tik chirps, climbing over the tail, her butt wiggling back and forth as she reaches for the treats. “These look so close to the real thing." She says, chomping on one of the cupcakes. She chews a moment, frowning. “But it isn't quite as good."

“Ah, so, the treats back in Anteronia are even greater?" asks Jun.

“You've never been?" Tik Tik responds.

“I must maintain my business here," admits the kitsune."

“Life is short," Tik Tik yips, whirling around to her and holding out the cupcake to the kitsune. “You and Camellia should travel—see the world and have fun!

“Maybe…" the kitsune responds, taking the illusory treat. It disappears. “If you tell me, I might just do that sometime."

“You're invited to see my tower! I know you'd love it!"

Jun pulls the kobold in and gives her a nice, tight squeeze. “More than you could imagine!"

Camellia stands at her mistress's chamber entrance, with Ayda sitting on a chair designated for waiting clients. The magical portal glows and opens, letting out the smells of spices and incense and the tell-tale signs of fluid exchange and exertion.

The human's nose wrinkles at the mix, but she stands tall with the hands behind her back for her mistress and the visiting kobold.

When Tik Tik and Jun emerge, they are fully clothed and cleaned. They stand separately but smile contentedly.

“Ah, Flower," the kitsune says, her silky tails flicking as she walks toward her human servant. She places a gloved hand upon Camellia's pale cheek, stroking her slightly. “You have done as I asked. Such a good girl you are."

Camellia's face turns red, her gaze shifting between her mistress and the guest. “Mistress Jun, is this…?"

Jun places a finger upon Camellia's lips. “Shh… it's fine. Tik Tik and I have come to an understanding."

Tik Tik walks past Camellia and springs on her toes in front of Ayda. “Ayda, you can stay here and be taken care of, yep! Everything is perfect. Jun can be a very nice mistress."

“I won't own Ayda… unless that's what she wants," the kitsune says, pulling from Camellia to stroke her chin. However, she keeps some tails stroking gingerly at her Flower's lovely, lovely ass.

Ayda grips the arms of her seat, biting her lip. She looks at the kitsune with sad, sad eyes.

Tik Tik leans in and whispers to her. “She's got nice tits. Camellia's are probably bigger, though."

Camellia whirls around, entirely red, a hand on her chest. “Now see here. That is not appropriate talk to, ah!"

“What's the matter?" Jun says, stepping up behind Camellia and rubbing her companion. We've both loosened up around Tik Tik, right?"

Camellia stammers, freezing and staring down at the sight and feeling of her mistress's hands fondling her right in front of those small gals. Her red drives into pink, her eyes sparkle, and she can only respond to an elated squeal.

But just as quick as Jun gives it to her, she lets go, walking past her and kneeling in front of the small mistress.

The kitsune holds her hand toward Tik Tik, and TIk Tik returns the gesture by grabbing it and pressing her nose upon the back.

“It has been an honor to serve you, Mistress Tik Tik" Jun says.

“It has been an honor to serve you, Mistress Jun," replies the kobold.

The kobold follows that up by hopping to the kitsune's lap, wrapping her arms around the fluffy lady, and rubbing her noses together. “Now, if you all excuse Tik Tik, she will have a night on the town. Hehe…"

The kobold scurries off, happily heading to whatever next adventure she would have.

Jun stands up, sighing, wrapping her arms over her chest. “There goes the most brilliant mind I've ever known."

“Mistress Jun?" asks Camellia. “In all your years, you've never met anyone better?"

The kitsune shakes her head. “I guess… I need to get out more, perhaps." She snaps her fingers, and a book poofs into existence before her. She licks her fingers and turns through the page. “Now then, did you reschedule all my current appointments?"

“All accounted for, mistress."

“Very good. Close the openings past the month." She taps a line on the page and smirks, looking down toward Ayda.

Ayda blushes, poking her fingers together. “Oh, uh, what are we going to do?"

“Anything you'll be willing to do with me, my new friend," says the kitsune. “Life is short, after all. We'd better enjoy it as much as we can!"

With that, the kitsune looks to Camellia and then to Ayda, and she quickly grabs her top, lifting it over her chest and giving the wolpertinger a hint.

Ayda falls back against the chair, entranced by the delightful sight.

Camellia grabs her mouth, her pale face bright red once more.

“Let's live a little," Camellia says, putting her shirt back into place.

Meanwhile, Tik Tik scurries through the city, finding her way to the local public house. There, she speaks of all fun things, constantly changing, always learning. This is the Tik Tik way. After all, she takes every adventure she can because she never knows when a simple Wolpertinger hunt will lead her to new friendships, she'll have for many years to come!