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This story is a work of fiction and contains adult situations. No character depected as engaging in sexual activity is under the age of 18. No one under the age of 18 should be reading past this disclaimer. All characters are copyright Radical Goper.

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PINS AND NEEDLES - Part XIV

The sun was just beginning to brighten the eastern horizon when the moon finally disappeared behind some low, rolling hills to the west. Both Gwen and Sapphire shifted apart, widening the space between them as the tiny pseudo-dragon lying there began to glow softly. Within seconds it had been replaced by the body of a red-furred male Zorr. He yawned and stretched, but did not quiet wake up. The vixen looked over at the Lappe and nodded.

Gwen rose from the bed and padded her way into the bathroom where she carefully washed the last traces of vapor rub off her nose pad. Returning she carefully saddled back up to Victor, nuzzling his cheek ruff. She was surprised when all he did was take a deep breath and huff it out again softly.

"He's always like this in the morning," Sapphire smiled, "but I know how to get him started." She had Gwen spoon herself together with Victor, wrapping her arms around him and draping one leg languidly across his thigh.

The skunkette could feely the folds of her sex brush lightly against the top of his sheath. She shuddered in anticipation, her mound already moistened by the effects of the dragon's musk. Victor reached out in his sleep and gently pulled her in close. Feeling his fur brush against hers made her shudder even more.

On his other side Sapphire pulled herself in close until her breasts were nestled into his back. She then reached down and delicately caressing the base of his tail, paying particular attention to its underside.

Victor sighed contentedly in his sleep as his manhood began to poke itself from its sheath. Gwen felt it press up against her sex, tickling and exciting her both. She wiggled slightly, allowing it to slip gently into her mound. Slowly it swelled within her, spreading her wide and filling her. She moaned quietly, trying not to wake the todd, at least not yet. She couldn't believe how hot the dragon's musk was making her feel, or how it increased her sensitivity.

Sapphire took Victor's tail and fed it between her own legs, lightly trapping the velvet brush with her thighs. She continued gently tracing her fingers around his tail and ass, which quivered with every stroke. His tail involuntarily flicked in response, stroking and tickling the inside of her thighs. She began to rub her body against the todd's, her nipples stiffening as they brushed against his fur.

Victor leisurely lifted his eyelids. He found himself gazing into a wonderfully seductive pair of emerald green eyes. The skunkette smiled then delicately licked the end of his muzzle, dampening his nose pad.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she purred. Gwen wriggled against him and he suddenly realized his rod was buried deeply within her. "Sapphire said you liked being woken up this way."

"I... Uh... She... I mean... She did?" The skunkette chuckled at his slight confusion. When she did, Victor felt the light tremor of her body along his whole length.

"Silly fox," came a voice from behind him like the tinkling of bells, "Of course I did." Sapphire kissed the back of his neck, sending small shivers up and down his spine.

Sandwiched tightly between the two women, the todd felt a warmth, comfort and thrill unlike anything he'd felt before. Their bodies cradled and excited him, yet at the same time he felt safer then he ever had in his whole life. They both pressed into him, wriggling slightly and Victor felt as if his whole body had been electrified. He sighed, tempted to close his eyes once more and luxuriate in the feeling of warmth that surrounded him. No... Not just warmth. Gwen was literally hot. He could feel it along the length of his shaft. He decided to go with the flow, so he leaned into her and kissed her on the mouth. Her lips parted, allowing him to slide his tongue in and dance, lightly at first, then more frantically as she responded to him.

Their lips remained locked for several minutes as they tasted of each other. When they parted, Victor began kissing and lapping at the underside of her chin and her neck, dampening the fur there. The skunkette moaned. The scent coming off Victor was heady to say the least. Though no longer under the influence of the curse, the musk still clung to him and would remain there until he showered.

Behind him Sapphire saw Gwen close her eyes and shudder. Smiling coquettishly, she reached a hand down between Victor's legs and drew a finger across where he and the dancer were joined, leaving a brief afterglow of blue magic behind her. Gwen gasped, then cried out in ecstasy as her body was wracked by an explosive climax. The Zorr also tensed. His knot suddenly swelled within the Lappe, while his shaft twitched as a powerful orgasm knife through him. He did not release however, prevented from doing so by the vixen's magic.

Gwen huffed, catching her breath as she realized what the djin had just done. "Oh you bitch!" she laughed in delight. "Well... two can play at that game!" She too reached between Victor's legs and ran her index and middle finger along Sapphire's slit. Green magic danced between her thighs, spilling across to engulf the todd's sack. The blue-furred vixen groaned and screamed with pleasure, pumping nectar from her mound, soaking both the sheets and Victor's tail.

This time the Zorr gasped and howled as a second orgasm washed across his body. It felt so wonderful... and yet the lack of release left a faint ache behind it that seemed to be at the base of his cock. He growled softly, feeling a feral kind of frustration in the pit of his stomach.

"How... Where did you learn that spell?" asked the djin.

Gwen smiled wickedly. "Remember the scroll you gave me on sympathetic magic?" Sapphire nodded. "Well I just took what I learned and combined it with some things I read in chapter two of the Kama Sutra. You may be an immortal djin, but you are occupying a physical body that still has pleasure points."

"You mean like this one?" the vixen asked, again reaching between the todd's legs to stroke the base of Gwen's tail. Again a trail of blue magic traced itself along her backsides.

"OOOOOHH GAWDD! Not the tail... NOT THE TAIL!" She arched her back and screamed as another orgasm flowed through her. Fortunately Sapphire had the foresight to pull down sharply on the skunkette's appendage, negating the possibility of an accidental 'release' from her anal scent glands.

As before, the blue threads of magic not only ensnared Gwen, but Victor as well. He whined and tremored heavily as a third consecutive orgasm wracked his body. The faint ache now felt as if someone had been slapping continuously at his balls. He huffed and growled, louder this time, trying desperately to catch his breath.

"Ladies... please," he whimpered, but he never got a chance to finish.

Both women, intent on their game, started to reach between Victor's legs at the same time. Desperately, the todd closed his legs, trapping their hands between them, bringing both the blue and green magics together in a flash of light. The effect could not have been more sensational if they had plugged the three furs into a light socket. Todd, vixen and skunkette writhed wildly together. Their backs arched and their fur seemed to literally stand on end. Fortunately for Victor, portions of the spells canceled each other out, thus there was nothing this time to prevent him from finally achieving his release. His sack tightened and he began pumping copious amounts of his seed into Gwen. His eyes rolled back into his head and all he could see were sparks of light.

Both women screamed as streams of ejaculate spurted onto the bed and each other. The waves of pleasure flowed across them again and again, lasting for minutes rather than seconds. Somewhere during this process there was a sudden crack. The bed frame gave way and the mattress sagged then dropped to the floor.

A quiet descended on the room as all three figures panted in exhaustion. Victor was the first one to start chuckling. He looked around at the debris of their lovemaking and smiled. His stomach rolled up and down against Gwen who was still very much tied with him and would be for several very long minutes. Despite her tiredness, she too began snickering. The infectiousness of the laughter spread and Sapphire soon joined them. Hugging each other tightly, the three furs laughed long and loud.

Saul and Pepper sat on the sundeck just outside the carriage house bedroom and gazed across the lawn towards the main house listening to the faint sounds of laughter. Each was wrapped in a bathrobe against the chill of morning and held a cup of coffee.

The red-furred vixen looked across at her partner, a knowing smile curling her mouth. "Think they're awake?"

* * * *

Breakfast consisted of eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, juice and pancakes; all courtesy of Pepper and Saul who insisted on treating their hosts to breakfast at a local restaurant. They finished then delivered Victor to the station just in time for his train.

Waving good-bye, the todd quickly found a seat and settled in for the forty-minute ride into the city. The meal, combined with his vigorous workout this morning had almost put him to sleep again, but a quick snap of the fingers by Sapphire had helped immensely. Who needed caffeine with her around? He thought it interesting that the vixen had been able to recharge her own manna store thanks to the 'game' she and Gwen had played in bed. It wasn't as efficient as making love to Victor, but it would suffice. The only down side was it left Gwen temporarily drained until her own manna could be restored from the ambient supply that hung in the ether. At least, that was how she had explained it.

Victor's thoughts now turned toward the day ahead. The first thing he planned to do was check on Sapphire's tapestry. His dream yesterday was unsettling and he wanted to make sure everything was intact and safe. Afterward there was a fiancé committee meeting he had to attend and then he had to check and report on the progress of their current restoration projects. There were ten in all and each would take at least fifteen to thirty minutes to complete. Assuming they all took half an hour, he would probably finish sometime around five. That would put him on the five-thirty train home. Naturally, it was all subject to the whims and exigencies of fate.

The train pulled in on time and after a short hover-cab ride Victor found himself at the museum. He strolled through the foyer and into the front gallery. Business was good, with at least five of the local schools conducting field trips; Nothing unusual for a Tuesday.

He headed to the administrative wing and opened the door to his office. Grace, the elderly staff secretary he shared with two other assistant curators smiled as he came in.

"Morning Professor Peabody. How are things at home?"

"Absolutely wonderful," he replied. "I couldn't ask for anything better without sounding greedy."

"That's nice... The finance committee meeting's been moved up to ten-thirty."

"When did they decide to do that?" he asked, mildly annoyed.

"Oh, maybe six or seven minutes ago. Didn't you get the memo?"

Almost as if on cue the todd's cell phone hummed twice. He looked at the display. Sure enough, there was the notice in question. He sighed... So much for his immediate plans.

"Isn't technology wonderful?" Grace beamed with a sardonic smile.

Victor shrugged. "Wonderful or not... One day it will all wind up in a place like this," he joked spreading his arms wide to encompass the museum. He glanced at the clock on the human's desk. "At least I still have time to check my mail."

Grace shook her head... "Sorry Professor, but I have a note for you to drop by Dr. Aryan's office when you come in. She said it was urgent."

The Zorr pursed his lips silently. He had known she would be at the committee meeting, but he had not anticipated meeting with her alone anytime today. Well... there was nothing to be done except confront the lioness in her den. He hoped she remembered Sapphire's warning. Of course there was no sense in taking chances.

"Grace... would you call my mate at home and ask her to call me on my cell at a quarter after."

"Sure... Any other message you want me to give her?"

"No," he replied. "Just ask her to call." Victor ducked into his office long enough to grab a copy of the finance committee report then strode out of the room.

Grace watched him go, shaking her head. She wondered why it was always the ones with the pretty wife who played the field. She shrugged and dialed his home number. Of course... there was the possibility that absolutely nothing was going on, but that was the exception more than the rule. At least, she thought ruefully, he was aiming high. She heard the phone ring on the other end of the line. She coolly and professionally dismissed any such thoughts from her mind.

"Hello? Ms. D'Zauberin?"

* * * *

Victor stopped at the door of the outer office and took several long, deep, calming breaths. His instincts were telling him that there was nothing to be nervous about. His mind, or more precisely his memories were saying otherwise. He shook his head to clear it. "No!" he thought. "There's nothing to worry about. You've got Sapphire on your side and that would trump even a M-217 battle tank." He focused on the ridiculous image of the vixen magically turning a tank inside out and chuckled. "No... Nothing to worry about at all."

He pushed open the door.

"Good morning, Professor Peabody... Where's Sherman today?"

Victor smiled. "Way-back there somewhere," he replied automatically. It was an old joke, but at the moment a decidedly comfortable one that put him at ease. He glanced around.

The outer office was bigger than his, almost palatial in fact. Of course, that would be the difference between an assistant curator and a member of the board of governors. He imagined the inner office was probably even bigger. Various pieces of art and historical display decorated the room. Museum policy allowed for this, providing the item wasn't currently needed for exhibit.

The secretary pushed a button on her intercom. "Dr. Aryan? Professor Peabody is here to see you."

"Send him in please." The todd noted that the voice sounded crisp and calm, lending hope that this was nothing more than a routine meeting. That hope was dashed the moment he set eyes on Alyssa Aryan.

Normally, she would be impeccably dressed with her hair done up in a stylish coiffeur. Such was not the case today. Alyssa's eyes were red and puffy from lack of sleep, or at least one of them was. It was hard to tell with her left eye since it had been blackened. Her hair was barely combed and brushed, and it lacked its normal luster. Her clothes, while clean, looked as if they'd been slept in.

"Dr. Aryan... Are you alright?" Victor asked.

"No, I'm not," she replied, gesturing to a chair. Victor sat down, but Alyssa remained standing. "That's one of the two reasons I asked you up here. I want you to chair the budget committee meeting for me today."

"Me?"

"

Yes. Aside from myself you're the only other committee member who has attended all the meetings, so you're up to speed on our budget planning." She looked up at the todd, smiling wanly. "Oh, don't look so serious. All you have to do is make sure the other committee members don's spend us into the poor house. I'd chair the meeting myself, but I've a doctor's appointment at eleven thirty."

"Nothing too serious, I hope," Victor said sincerely.

"That depends on whether you think three days without sleep is serious."

"Three days?"

She nodded. "I haven't been able to catch any decent amount of sleep the last few days; At least, nothing more than an hour or two. Not since... since..." she paused, hesitant to go on. "Not since I forced myself on you the other day." She lowered her eyes in shame. "That's the second reason I asked you here this morning." Alyssa forced herself to look at the Zorr. "I need to apologize for what happened... To tell you how sorry I am for doing what I did. As crazy as it sounds, I really don't know why I did it. I've never done anything even remotely like that before. It's like... like something just came over me. Like it really wasn't me, even though I know it was."

Victor was silent for several seconds. He felt sorry for Dr. Aryan, knowing she had reacted in part due to his dragon's musk. He could sense the sincerity in her words and the genuine contrition behind what she was saying.

"Your mate probably already told you I came over to your place Sunday, intending to tell you this, but you weren't available." She hesitated again. "I know you'd be within your rights to file a grievance against me, and I'd deserve it. I just wanted you to know, no matter what action you decide to take, how terribly sorry I am this ever happened."

Victor had half thought she might threaten him with exposure if he said anything. When she didn't even mention his transformation, he knew she was as good as her word; that the promise she'd made to Sapphire was binding. Whatever else Dr. Aryan was, she had a strong sense of honor.

Without saying a word the Zorr stood, walked up to the human and hugged her. Not in the way a lover would, but more like a brother would when comforting his baby sister after a nightmare. She sniffled, trying to keep from crying as she felt an unspoken sense of forgiveness flow through her.

"Thank-you," she said. She pulled away after about a minute and gave him a weak smile. "Maybe now I'll be able to sleep someplace other than my office."

"Your office?"

She nodded. "No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sleep at all at home. Not since Saturday. My couch over there was the only thing I could lay on and even have a chance for a catnap. The irony is no matter how long I napped, I haven't felt rested."

Victor turned and glanced toward the couch, then did a double take. There handing on the wall above the couch was Sapphire's tapestry!

To be continued.