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'Fate is uncertain...'

"...and so the source of mana is an important... Memew! Pay attention!" Memew started as her mother suddenly shouted at her. Her limbs flailing out as she fell off her chair and struck her head on a nearby table. Stopping her fall before she had time to plummet to the floor far below. Curling up she reached for the bump on the back of her head. Her large double striped ears lay flat as she whined from the pain.

"Does this mean we can take a break?" Another of the short felines asked from his seat nearby as he watched their mother float over to his sister, Memew. The elder turned one of her single striped ears towards Sef before she looked to him and said, "You can. Memew needs to prove that she's learning."

Memew rolled upright as she rubbed her head and smiled for a moment. Though her mother's intense gaze soon caused it to fade. The smaller feline's ears remaining low as she watched Sef sink down towards the exit. "MEMEW!" The shout startled her and caused her to dip a bit before recovering her levitation and turning her attention to her mother. "You must pay attention to your lessons."

"I'm here..." Memew pathetically offered. Though her mother grumbled and stated, "That isn't enough young lady. You need to learn these things so that you can pass them on." Memew pushed out her bottom lip before she retorted, "Then have Sef learn it. He actually wants to be here." The older female sighed and said, "He isn't the one that will someday be matron of the village." "Why not?!" Memew asked hastily before getting a frustrated groan from her mother.

"For one he's male, and can't be a matron. Secondly it isn't his responsibility." She stated while uncrossing her arms to rub at her face. Then continuing to say, "Frankly he seems to have gotten all the responsibility and it troubles me. If you are chosen it will put all the worlds in your hands. We are the people of Fayte. He desires balance between the powers and we are to help him." She took a breath before closing her eyes. Explaining, "When the world fractured apart. Fayte told us that our family would produce a female that would become Fayte's hand and repair the damage. Mending the fractures and making the worlds one again."

Memew had rolled back and was floating somewhat upside-down. Mouthing the speech mockingly as her head rocked from side to side. Her mother growled before saying, "Fine. Class dismissed. However I expect you to be at the temple early tomorrow. I've delayed your trial long enough and it hasn't helped."

Flipping herself upright Memew looked at her mother in surprise. Asking, "Really?!" as she clasped her hands together. Her ears standing up. Excitement filling her at the idea that she won't have to attend any more classes after her trial. Sef was just interested in learning this stuff. He didn't even need to attend the classes.

The motherly feline nodded before she said, "Yeah. I'll give you one last history lesson on the fracture at the temple before your trial." Her daughter threw her arms up into the air and let out a cheer before she took off towards the exit.

She paused over the branch once she had gotten outside. Her long whip like tail snaked around behind her back as she glanced about. The branch she floated over was thicker then her three foot height. Its top irregularly flattened from thousands of years of the villages people using it as a walkway and landing pad.

Glancing around at the many huge trees that formed the village she could see several of the different races that lived here. Something about them all having come here with Fayte. She shook her head a bit before muttering, "Stupid classes..." Shortly after returning her attention to the mix of animalistic and floral people. They were split roughly half and half.

The trees had many branches that were flattened on top. They crisscrossed each other. Ladders here and there for those that couldn't levitate. Some branches even meshed together and joined to make a longer pathway. Hollowed out trees could be seen here and there as the buildings of the village.

Memew hopped off the branch with an idea of where she was going to go. Weaving around the hanging vines that had transparent bulbs growing on them. These bulbs would glow at night and provided lighting so those living here could navigate when it was dark.

Passing a cluster of fruits, Memew grabbed one off the vine and paused a little as she rolled over. She held the one she had taken close to her chest as she noticed several others had vanished from the vine.

She let out a small squeak as someone below shouted out angrily. Dashing to the nearest pathway before sweeping around to the topside of it. Taking a bite from the fruit as she peeked over the edge of the branch. Chewing the uniquely textured fruit as she saw the victim below. It was a rabbit like individual that was two foot and had huge ears. These ears were large enough to cover the rabbits sides and were they connected to its head were hidden in thick fur.

Memew narrowed her eyes a bit as she took another bite from her fruit. Wiping some of the juices from the hanging locks of fur on her cheeks. Trying to determine whether this was a male or female one. She couldn't really tell with these things. Their genitals were internal, which bothered Memew. It meant there was nothing for her to look at.

Though as she thought about that another passerby caught her interest. Something she remembered as being called a rosebride. It was one of the floral races and one that had plenty of feminine features. These she found quite pretty and they even had a shaft that they kept hidden most of the time.

She frowned a bit as she remembered that the seed of the rosebride were covered in bristles. That made them quite unpleasant. Still Memew quite enjoyed the rosebride's curvy forms and most of the time she had mated with one. Shuddering at the memory of the seed and how she had to wait for the seed to develop into a little rosebride.

Her thoughts returned to the rosebride below as she realized the experience hadn't been all that bad. Other then how painful it had been to have the seed planted inside her. Her lips drew tight as she began to weigh the pros and cons of mating with a rosebride.

The feline's rump wiggled around behind her as she unconsciously raised it up a bit. Her tail waving around above her as it looped about. Her sex and tailhole displayed for all the world to see. Moisture forming in her slit as her list of pros got her excited. Her list of cons mattering less and less as she began to move along the branch. Following after the rosebride. Completely forgetting about where she had been going before.

A sudden tug on her tail got her attention off of the rosebride below. The distraction instantly made her aware that she had squished the fruit. Dropping it off the edge of the branch before she turned her attention to her rear end.

There she saw her brother holding onto her tail as he stood quite uncomfortably. Obviously trying not to look at her arousal. Though what was peeking out of his sheathe gave a reason for his discomfort. Memew grinned and lifted her rump higher as she then asked, "Hey bro. Like what you see?"

He dropped her tail as he jumped back startled. Staring at Memew wide-eyed for a moment before his gaze drifted to her presented rear. His attention locking in place for a brief moment before he shook his head and blurted, "No! Nothing!" Racing off hastily afterwords.

Memew giggled as she rolled over the edge of the branch. Floating upwards before she looked down and then frowned as she realized the rosebride had moved on. Looking back in the direction Sef had taken off as she tightened her lips. Briefly entertaining the idea of chasing after him and trying to entice him. Though she shortly decided to pass on that. Last time hadn't turned out that well and she didn't feel like sitting through another discussion about consent.

She also didn't want him to distance himself from her again. At that thought she pouted and realized that might be why he took off so suddenly. Touching her fingers together as she felt a little guilty about it.

Looking down at herself she frowned and then decided to try and make it up to him. She glanced around to get her bearings before she shot off in a direction that was different then before. This time she was going home. Her own little place. Really little. She furrowed her brows a bit realizing that she needed a bigger home.

So focused in her thoughts, she didn't notice how close to her home she was getting until she passed through the entrance. She let out a brief shriek before she crashed into the back wall. Landing on her back as several lewd toys fell from a shelf and bounced along the floor. Memew glanced about dazedly for a moment. She let out an 'ooh' as she noticed something in the mess on her floor.

Picking up a small boxy nut. She smiled and announced, "I didn't think I had any of you left!" Then tossing it into her mouth and crunching it between her teeth. Letting out a soft giggle and an 'mmm' as she chewed on it. Grasping her paws as she rocked a little on her now curved back.

Once she had finished enjoying the treat she glanced around her home. Trying to remember why she had come her to this little hole. With a gasp she released her paws and pushed off on the floor. Drifting up into the air as she righted herself and then searched around the floor.

She gathered up her toys and hastily returned them to her shelf. Her brow tightening as one of them refused to stay put. Taking her a good half dozen tries to get it to not roll completely off the shelf. She then looked underneath it and pouted as she found that it was separating from the wall.

Giving a huff she then turned to a cabinet on her right and muttered, "Gonna have to fix that..." Looking back to the shelf as the toy fell off again. She then grumbled and said, "Fine, stay there." Before she gave her attention back to the cabinet. Pulling it open and then grabbing her bag. She tossed the strap over her shoulder before looking to the toy that kept falling off the shelf. Sliding her fingers along her bag for a moment. She eventually decided to grab her toy and stick it inside her bag.

Looking through the contents of her bag. She smiled as she found a small pouch. Shaking it a bit to confirm that it felt the same as she remembered. Once she was satisfied with it she placed it back inside her bag and tied it shut. Testing the tie she made sure that it was secure and wouldn't fall open. Last time it did she couldn't find everything that had fallen out.

Once she was satisfied that it wouldn't fall open or that anything would fall out. She drifted towards the exit of her home and looked up. The sky seemed in the process of getting dark and that gave her pause. She looked to her bed that sat to her new right. If she were facing her shelf it would be her left. Memew frowned again as she did another full circle. She could reach everything from the center. Still it was her home.

It was just reaching sunset by the time Memew arrived at her brothers home. She stood outside the opening that led inside. Still quite jealous that he was able to make his home much larger then hers. It was customary for them to magically form their own homes. Thus demonstrating their ability with magic. Memew just didn't have much.

Eventually she decided to head inside. He had a small entry that was about the same size as Memew's entire home. She looked around it enviously before she undid one tie on her bag. Retrieving the pouch from her bag before she took off her bag. Setting it beside Sef's bag before she went further inside.

The next space was a stairway. It led upwards, but Memew wasn't going to use the stairs. Floating up to his main space and before entering she peeked out of the stairwell. Firstly noticing how much cleaner it was then her place. She frowned and muttered, "How does he do it?"

Holding the pouch close to her chest as she surveyed the rooms floor. Soon she turned her attention upwards and found various platforms and ledges. Her jealousy growing as she took in how much better it was than her own.

Though as the pouch she held shifted she turned her attention downwards to it. Remembering why she was here and letting out a sigh. She took a breath before she floated upwards and set her paws on the floor. Looking around again to try and find her brother.

She frowned when she still didn't see him. Huffing as she glanced back to the stairwell. Beginning to contemplate retrieving her toy from her bag. Since if her brother wasn't here she wouldn't have anything better to do then snoop through his things.

Memew blinked and smiled as she realized she could go snooping. Floating up to a ledge she set down the pouch before continuing on to an opening above. Peeking into his bedroom for a moment to confirm that he was not home. Once she had that confirmation she flew right on in. Dropping down onto his bed before bouncing off it with continued momentum. Her expression blanking in the brief moment between making contact with the bed and her collision with the wall.

Resting on Sef's bed for a moment as she stared out across the room. Across the room from the bed was the entry to the room. Looking to her right she saw several shelves with Sef's collection of various stones. One in particular caught her attention. Hopping off the bed she went right over to a bright blue translucent rock. It gave off an inner glow and Memew tapped it as she said, "Ooh, he found a nice piece of stone mana..."

Looking left and then to her right before she returned her attention to the stone. Raising her hands over it and wriggling her fingers she just about took it before she pulled back. Growling a little before she said, "Stealing is not going to make things better..." Looking opposite the room from the collection she noticed cabinets and drawers.

The stone now forgotten as she flew across the room to one of the cabinets. She pulled open the doors before she began digging through it. Tossing a few empty pouches over her shoulders before coming to one that was full. Pausing from her tossing she shoved one hand inside it. Pulling out more pouches.

"What does he need these for?" Memew asked herself as she tossed them over a shoulder. Continuing to dig through this cabinet some more before she backed away and then chose another. Pulling the doors open she began to dig through this second one. Tossing things out as she searched for anything that would catch her attention.

Her thoughts were beginning to drift back towards her toy as she went through the fourth storage space. Though she forgot about it as she found something that did in fact interest her. A sizable box that had a lock on it. "Ooh, locks are expensive..." Memew mumbled to herself as she turned over the box. Looking as though she expected to find the key stuck to the box.

Memew frowned before she tried to work the lock with her claw. Her tongue working its way from her mouth as she attempted to open the box. Shifting the mechanism around with her claw as she gradually brought the box to her ear. Listening to how it sounded when she moved things around inside the lock.

Having no clue what she was doing had her making no progress despite her persistence. Still she pressed on trying to get the lock to release its hold on the box. Though eventually her patience ran out and she frowned before throwing the box onto the floor. Watching it bounce before she flew to it end kicked it. Crying out as she grabbed her paw. Curling up in pain as her paw throbbed and the box tumbled across the floor.

Growling, Memew looked at the box before she said, "You won't get away with that!" Racing to the box before she picked it up and through it out of the room. Watching it drop to the floor and then bounce. "What's it take to BREAK you?!" Memew cried before she raced out to retrieve the box. Grabbing it up before she began to frantically bash it into the floor again and again and again. Letting out frustrated cries as she repeatedly smashed it into the floor.

She started slowing in her abuse of the box when it cracked and the following bash split it open. The contents spilling out onto the floor as Memew slumped where she hung in the air. Panting as she smiled at her success. Weakly raising an arm to the air and letting out a tired, "Woo..." She then lowered to the floor and stumbled a little before dropping onto her butt. Catching her breath before she even considered to look at what it had contained.

Looking to the spilled contents she blinked a little before she tipped forward. Crawling up to a rather large toy phallus. She picked it up and marveled at how silky smooth the surface was. It was even rather slippery. Carefully setting it down Memew looked at the other things that fell out of the box. There was a couple small vials of a clear fluid, some pink ribbons, some dye powder, thick straps and broken bits of glass with a thick viscous fluid slowly oozing across the floor. She looked to the box before she drifted towards the strange liquid. Pondering, "How'd he fit that all in there?" as she went up to it.

When she neared, she noticed the slimes scent. It was rather potent and made her sex tingle with the beginnings of arousal. She smiled and landed beside the growing puddle before scooping some up. Unthinkingly bringing it to her muzzle and slurping it up. Immediately gagging and regretting that decision as the horrendously bitter flavor spread through her mouth. She spat it out and continued spitting as the taste stubbornly clung to her tongue.

Memew began to lick everything she could just to get rid of the awful taste. It was while she was running her tongue along the wall that she realized the entire interior of her mouth had started going numb. The flavor warping into something less disgusting as she pulled away from the wall. Floating in place for a few moments as she stuck her fingers in her mouth. Swiftly being reminded that her fingers were still coated in the goo. She screamed and began to wipe them off on her breasts. Spitting some more before the inside of her mouth went completely numb.

"Hwhie atow hiwha?" She said as she realized just how hard it was to speak when nothing about her mouth moved right. The numbness spreading to her lips and cheeks as she poked at her bottom lip. Becoming a little fearful of what she had just done to herself.

She began to circle around in a panic crying out incoherently as her palms fingers and breasts began to grow numb. She picked up one of the clear vials before drinking its contents. Hoping it was something that would fix what was wrong with her. It wasn't long before she realize that it wasn't. Her sense of taste was gone and her tongue and lips would no longer listen to her. Leaving her with part of her tongue hanging out and her lips constantly parted. Her hands following soon after leaving her unable to grasp anything and getting scared.

Though the effects of what she drank soon began to kick in. Heat formed in her slit and her juices dribbled down her thighs as a need grew. Bringing her hands to her sex. She tried to rub at herself, but soon realized that her insensate fingers were incapable of it. This brought an incomprehensible cry of frustration from her numbed and too relaxed muzzle. Drool starting to drip from her lip unnoticed as she took the tip of her tail.

Her limp hands made it incredibly difficult to align her tail. The task made even more difficult by the fact that she couldn't move the very end of the extremity with the needed precision. Her frustration built until she let out a scream and then threw her tail.

Looking around as she floated up a bit and began to rub her thighs together. Her irritation turning to desperation as she stuck a hand between her thighs and rubbed herself with her wrist. Whimpering she scanned the room for anything to shove into her needy hole. Then her eyes settled onto the toy that had rolled out of the box. Flying over to it and grabbing at it.

Only succeeding in causing it to tumble across the floor. Quickly redirecting herself she soon passed it again and scooped it up with her paws. She would have bared her teeth while her paws fumbled with it if she had been able to move her lips. The toy proving difficult to position as she lowered to the floor and used its flat bottom to help her align it.

Her eyes filled with relief as she finally got it pointed the right way and then sank down the entire shaft. Moaning out in relief and pleasure as she finally filled that aching emptiness with something. Shifting her paws a little in order to firmly grip the toy. She then rose up. The horrible emptiness returning as the shaft narrowed as it slipped from her body. The toy's slick skin let it escape a bit too easily for Memew's liking. The swell of the head's ridge touched her lips as she lightened herself just enough to maintain her balance as the contact left her a little lightheaded.

She took several breaths as sensation slowly began to return to her mouth. Shifting herself forwards and placing her hands on the floor to brace herself. Though she used her levitation to keep herself from putting too much weight on her wrists as she slowly lowered herself down. Her eyelids drooping a bit as the ridges on the front side of the phallus plucked at her clit.

The emptiness inside her once again being relieved by the toy's presence. Those ridges stroked her insides so very well. If she could think of anything other then satisfying her need. She may have debated taking it, but as it were she was too engrossed in the pleasure. The way the toy slid smoothly inside her. Her own scent beginning to cloud Sef's home. The feel of her sticky juices soaking into her paws.

She rolled her hips as she bottomed out on the toy. More of her fluids oozing out around it as she whined out. Her heavy breathing filled her ears as she then raised her rump back into the air. Her tail raised and quickly whipping through the air above her as the toy nearly exited her. The phallus shining with her juices as she pivoted her hips to bump the toy against her sensitive nub. A groan escaping her lips as she pressed that toy against her clitty one last time before dropping swiftly down. Her groan turning into a pleasured squeal as the firm pressure ground those ridges against her button.

The feline's lips were beginning to twitch as she drooled on the floor. Her juices pooling around her paws as she raised her hips back up. Her rump started to bounce up and down on that toy faster and faster. Her eyes clouded with pleasure as her ears laid flat on the floor. One covering her face as that shaft stimulated her insides. Spreading pleasure and warmth throughout her body while spreading her juices onto the floor. Those fluids began to spatter across the floor and her belly and thighs while her pace picked up.

Her fingers beginning to curl and dig her claws into the floor as her bottom bounced. That rump of hers flexing and shifting with each and every rise and drop. Her breasts pressed to the floor as she no longer supported herself with her arms. Then with a cry and one final drop down she shrieked out as a gush of her juices rushed out of her. Her tunnel gripping and squeezing that toy for all they were worth. Though she had spread her legs with that final drop and the base of the shaft had slipped inside her as its tip pressed up against her cervix.

Still she needed more and raised her rump up into the air. When the toy didn't leave she kept going until her thighs pressed together. That motion placed pressure on the toy and Memew gasped as a slight pain signaled that conical head slipping into her womb. Its ridge providing a place for the muscle to grip and hold onto. Still Memew wriggled and twisted her hips about trying to get more pleasure from the toy locked inside her tunnel.

Then Memew felt a pair of hands grip her hips. This snapped her out of her senseless haze and she flipped back the ear covering her face to look at who it was. It was Sef and he had an almost distant lust filled look to him. He hesitated as his shaft pointed towards her tailhole. His ears laying back as he airily said, "I'm... I'm sorry... but... I just... I just..." Memew frowned and let out a whine as he stopped his advance.

Sef himself wasn't thinking straight as Memew's scent pervading his home had gone straight to his brain. Looking down to his conical shaft for a moment as he took in its appearance. Its head was similar to that of the toy yet its top had an indent and its base ridge was more pronounced as it almost folded back over the shaft. A property that would make that ridge flare out when withdrawn and narrow when pushed back inside. The ridges that covered the bottom of his shaft were the same. They'd spread out on the withdraw and pulled closer when he thrust inwards. The top of his shaft had three rows of bumps that lined his length. The outer rows were angled forwards while the the middle row was angled back. While not too large his shaft was designed to stimulate.

He then looked to Memew again and shook his head in an attempt to clear it. Stepping back a bit as his tail began to coil up behind him. Shaking his head back and forth as Memew rolled onto her back and watched him as he struggled to resist the intense arousal her scent stirred inside him.

Reaching down to her gaped folds she began to stick her fingers inside herself in an attempt to get a hold of that phallus stuck inside her. Her numb still recovering fingers stimulated her and got her juices flowing again as they fumbled for a grip on the toy. More of her scent escaping her heated passage as she struggled to free up her hole.

Her hips rising up as she began to moan out. Those digits digging around inside her drawing out slurping and suctioning noises from her sex. Her free hand slapped against her chest before she groped a breast. Finally she got hold of the toys base and then began to tug. She arched her back as the movement sent a spike of sensation through her. Her sensitive tunnel clamping down on that phallus as her fingers slipped.

"Sh-shoot..." Memew panted as she squirmed around on the floor. Having completely forgotten Sef's presence and too focused on the pleasure of her efforts to extricate the toy from herself. Pressing her fingers back into herself she began to spend more time stroking her walls and less trying to grip the slick toy.

Her hips began to gyrate to stimulate herself further while her fluids built up inside her hole. Pooling and coating her fingers in liquid arousal as she began to lick her lips. The return of sensation in them oddly added to the experience as one of her claws found a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Her back lifting up as she raised her hips up with her legs. The movement tilting her hips and allowing the collected fluids to pour out of her lightly gaped hole.

Her dry hand continued to squeeze and grope her breast. Lightly pulling on it as her hands regained the rest of their mobility. The sensations washed through her with each and every movement of either hand. Her soaked hand continued to stroke along her insides while frequently bumping the object still buried inside her. Each and every bump against it sent a jolt of sensation through her passage.

Yet while she had herself so worked up she was having difficulty reaching that peak. Her body beginning to twist about in her squirming as she started to become frustrated. Once again trying to get hold of that toy within her tunnel. Moaning as the attempts added to her ongoing pleasure. Her climax still eluding her as she worked to get a grip on that phallic item.

Putting in a bit of effort so she didn't pinch her insides. Then she managed to get a hold of the toy. "Yes!" She cried as she gripped it as tightly as she could. A long moan following as she began to slowly pull it out. Gasping and then crying out as the knuckle of her thumb pressed hard into a very sensitive spot inside her. Then the tip of that toy slipped from her cervix and that combined with its motion through her finally sparked her climax.

Powerful pleasure broke the gentle waves that had preceded it. Surging throughout her body powerfully every part of her tensed up. Her hand slipping from her channel as her legs pushed downwards still spread. That passage clenching on the super slippery intruder before it slipped free. A soft sound could be heard as it shot out of her. Flying across the room where it then bounced off the wall.

A string of her fluids followed the toy. Breaking in a couple places and then falling to the floor leaving a thin trail to the splattered juices on the wall. Memew continued to let out high pitched sounds as waves of pleasure continued to cascade through her several more times. Her raised hips pushing up just a bit with each surge.

Then with the final rush she fell to the floor limp. Her crimson eyes glazed over as they were barely noticeable through her cracked eyelids. Their unfocused gaze disappearing as her lids fully closed. Her nerves tingling in her afterglow as she drifted off to sleep.

'...destiny is stifling.'