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Mallory confronts Cher and things get a little out of hand.

Shifting Consequences--Chapter 37: Fully Confrontational By Zmeydros (Lucien Quinn)

When the alarm clock rings, Cher wakes up with a start. Her alarm clock has never sounded like that before. Don's hand runs slowly over her side as he says, "Good morning, sexy."

"Morning..." The night before dances through Cher's brain. The bit of alcohol she had, Don changing into an anthro fox, them doing it doggy style on the couch, and them waking up in the wee hours of the morning to have a quicky where they transformed again. Cher's had more sex in the past couple days than she has in entire years of her life.

Don looks at Cher, looks away, and then looks back at her and blinks. "Okay, so I actually had sex with you last night?"

Cher nods. "Yes."

"And I turned into a fox?" Don looks at his normal human arm for a moment.

"Yes."

Don's face goes blank as he thinks deeply. "I... That's... AWESOME!" He kisses Cher's cheek. "I wish we had time to go again before work. I'd have no doubt about it, then."

"It would make the wait until we get off of work less fun." Cher smiles. Being wanted in this way is a great change of pace.

"Oh, planning to spend another night with a certain handsome fox?" Don's smirk can clearly be heard in his voice.

Cher laughs. "I'm not sure I can be that free every night, but yes, for now, I think I'm hooked."

"I sensing a hesitance to commit," Don says in a fake German accent.

"I'm glad that made it through your selective hearing matrix."

"In all seriousness, I think it's far to early to talk about our long term. Maybe tomorrow morning." Don gives Cher a squeeze around the middle and she giggles.

Cher sits up when he lets her go and looks down at him. "Who says we're sleeping at your place tonight?"

"Oh alright, you can host this one time." Don acts all disappointed as he sits up.

Cher laughs. "I just realized that my bed isn't big enough."

Don holds up a finger. "Well, for the next step in our relationship, we're going to need to get you a bigger bed."

"I thought we were taking things slow?" Cher tilts her head.

"Whoops, my sarcasm didn't work that time."

"It's fine, I can be a bit dense." Cher's voice trails off as she stares at the wall so she can think. "But, I do know that your jokes about commitment are founded in some true feelings. You are afraid of something starting off so well going badly like previous experiences."

"Whoa, back that psychoanalytic train up. I can deal with my own fears." Don hops off the bed and turns away to get boxers and socks out of his dresser.

Cher feels some butterflies in her stomach. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Don hops as he puts on his socks while standing up. "Cher, I know that you're a genius and you can't help making those observations. Just remember that you have me, and anyone else that you're close to, by the balls so that you don't squeeze them too hard."

"Well, that time I saw it clearly because we share the same fear." Cher looks down at the bed shivering from being naked. "I'm not a genius. I'm just very good at my job."

He puts on his boxers and walks over to Cher. "Think of one time you came up with a major breakthrough in a case only to find that someone else thought of it before you."

Cher tries. There were times people were close--so close, but she is usually the person that took all the data and made meaning out of it.

"I've heard people call you the smartest person in our division, the only agent that can get full mobilizations from hunches. I've heard people refer to you as Doctor Evans because they think you have a PhD and want to show respect." He puts his arms around her and hugs her from behind.

Cher relaxes into his arms. "You sell yourself short. I hear people call you 'the digital breadcrumb guru.'"

"I shouldn't have quoted that show. Now every time I mention following a digital trail, someone mentions breadcrumbs. The sad thing is that many of them think that I'm the first person to come up with that analogy." He chuckles.

"Well, if you're going to dodge that compliment, accept this one." She turns her head and her body a bit so she can kiss him on the lips. Then she says, "You're one of the only people I feel I can have a truly intelligent conversation with."

He kisses her. "Compliment accepted."

"So, do I put on my clothes from yesterday?" She rubs her shoulders as she considers getting back into bed. The air conditioner just came back on and it's blowing cold air down her front.

"I-uh, well..." He trails off. "I get up a bit early, so how about we run over to your house so you can get into a new set of duds."

"Duds, really?" She gives him a look.

"Glad you enjoyed the antiquated lingo..." He sniffs under his arms. "Do I need a shower?"

"If you're asking, you probably already know the answer."

"True." He dashes into the bathroom and then calls out. "Might as well join me since you probably need one too."

She joins him in the shower. In the shower, both of them scramble to get clean, helping each other wash backs and hard to reach places. While this is going on, Cher realizes that she can either tell Don everything that has happened to her or she can keep him in the dark about most of the details. If she never tells him, he won't be a strong ally. If she tells him, he could turn her in.

Does she care? If he's the type that would turn her in, can she trust anyone at all? No, she wouldn't be able to trust anyone. He is one of the only agents that seems to care about morality as much as she does. She'll have to tell him. It will put him at risk, but keeping secrets from him could be far more dangerous for both of them. If he knows what's at stake, he can make better decisions.

After they shower, they hurry to get dressed and don't bother with breakfast so they can head to her house. In the car to her place and then to the strip mall where Cher left her car, she tells Don many of the details of Zack's case.

Don listens without saying much until right before they get to the strip mall. "It all sounds crazy; I'm glad you were the one that had to deal with all that because I think I would have had even more trouble."

Cher says, "So, it's up to you. You can turn me in, you can be on my side, or you can walk away and not take either side."

"I'm on your side. I can transform into a fox, my new favorite kink, and I don't see another option I like better than what you've decided already." He shrugs before he pulls into a parking spot. "Also, I'd feel stupid not taking the side that has fucking magic! Who would bet on the side that didn't have magic?"

Cher laughs. "We'll have to dethrone Mallory somehow."

"She might do that to herself. We can talk more about this tonight. We're probably running late." He opens his car door.

"True." Cher gets out of the car.

They grab coffee and breakfast bagel sandwiches from the bagel joint in the strip mall where Cher left her car. Then they drive into work separately. Cher gets into the building a couple minutes late and no one seems to notice that or the fact that she's arriving at the same time as Don.

That's because the guard at the front stops her and says, "You're suspended. I can't let you in."

* * * * *

Mallory wakes up before her alarm feeling great. When she has her morning peanut butter and honey sandwich and drinks a protein shake with it, she has to slow down. All these tastes! The peanut butter has a slight tinge of cinnamon and the honey has this slight blueberry taste in it. The multigrain bread she's having has some sunflower seeds ground into it. Her protein shake is even more disgusting, but it's fascinating because she swears there's an orange taste in it amongst everything else.

Is that orange taste the reason she likes this one better? It kinda crowds out the other tastes that she doesn't like. So, this is why this flavor is more drinkable. Too bad she tastes all the other stuff she doesn't like even better than before. If she takes a bite of the sandwich and then sips the protein shake, the sandwich masks the taste of the shake more.

By the time she's done with breakfast, she's already behind schedule. Who knew having better senses would be this distracting? She grabs some clothes she needs to return to an online clothing store and grabs her purse. She sets the purse down as she puts on her shoes. After she picks up the return package and her shoes, she hops in the car and takes the long way to work so she can drive by the post office.

Being a couple minutes late for work will save her having to drive the opposite way of the gym when she gets off work today. Does she even want to go to the gym if she can turn into a dragon again? Exercise feels good and there's no reason to break her routine just yet. She's going to have to visit every female at work today just to see if she can find that scent. If she has to, she'll use the FBI's resources to find whoever broke into her house. She'll even go to internal affairs if she has to.

This isn't a mystery she wants to solve, it's a mystery she's going to solve. Mallory tosses the package into the mailbox and then drives to work. The mail room used to let her mail her returns until the new mail room manager started cracking down on "inappropriate use of the FBI's resources." She tried talking to him, but he has to be the most self righteous, difficult and yet meaningless employee she's ever dealt with.

Thinking about the mail room manager makes her grip the steering wheel harder. She pulls into one of the reserved spots close to the entrance and gets out. After she locks the car, she looks inside the entrance and sees Cher standing at the security desk. What the hell? Does that woman even understand the concept of being suspended? Mallory stomps in and walks right up behind Cher. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just about to leave." Cher turns around and stares defiantly at Mallory.

Mallory stares right back. "Good! Don't come back until--" Something about Cher's smell is familiar. NO WAY! It was Cher? Cher broke into her house and masturbated on her sheets? Cher tossed her sheets down the chute. Cher might have something to do with the amazing experience she had last night?

"Yeah, I know, next week." Cher starts walking toward the door.

"Why would you even... You hate me!" Mallory tilts her head at Cher as Cher walks past her.

Cher looks back at Mallory. What is Mallory even talking about? She turns and pushes on the door.

Mallory has to do something right now or she'll have to wait longer for the answers she so desperately wants. "I've changed my mind; if you come to my office now, I'm willing to discuss you coming back on."

Cher kills the little spark of hope that Mallory's words bring. No, she may be able to play this to her advantage, but Mallory could just screw her over more. She turns around and furrows her brow at Mallory's forced, overly nice, smile. It kind of looks like Mallory is trying to pose for a photo while she's stepping on a tack. There's like four emotions on her face at the same time all trying to be the dominant one. The butterflies return to Cher's stomach.

Mallory takes off her hideous smile and nods to the security guard. Cher follows Mallory up the stairs. Mallory takes the stairs? Cher so much wanted to assume that Mallory did everything that annoyed her. Everyone in the office looks surprised to see Cher back, but Mallory uses her glare to stifle their curiosity. Seeing the effectiveness of Mallory's glare first hand, Cher feels shorter. This woman is scary!

As they near Mallory's office, Cher steels herself to be just as scary as Mallory. She can't back down an inch. She can't even let Mallory believe for one second that she has the upper hand. This is a battle she must win by stubbornness and tenacity. After Mallory lets Cher inside, she closes all the blinds so no one inside the building or out in the parking lot can see their conversation.

Cher starts to speak, but Mallory talks over her saying, "Why were you in my house masturbating on my sheets?"

It is at this moment that Cher's entire world cracks. All she can think to say is, "WHAT?"

"Why were you in my house?" Mallory leans back in her chair. The look of horror on Cher's face is something she'll be cherishing for the rest of her life.

"I wasn't." Cher puts her hands in front of her, trying to protect herself from this situation.

"I have proof." Mallory makes a steeple with her hands and relaxes her shoulders.

Cher looks for some sign that Mallory is bluffing, that she is just trying to get Cher to crack by making accusations, but as far as Cher can tell, Mallory believes what she is saying.The house she was in was Mallory's and Mallory knows about it? How does Mallory know? "You can't have proof of something I didn't do."

Mallory gets out of her chair and stands in front of Cher. "Tell me right now!"

"No!" Cher turns to run out of the room. She has to flee, she has to get out of here and leave the country with her passport before it gets blacklisted.

Mallory grabs Cher by the shoulders and spins her around. "If you go out there, I'm going to have you sent to the lab and I'm going to have them take you apart until they find something. I have enough reason to believe there's something going on with you that I'm willing to risk my career by ruining your life."

Cher moves her hands up between Mallory's arms and moves them outward quickly popping Mallory's hands off of her. She paid a lot of attention in self defense and no one gets to make her feel this small! NO ONE! All of Cher's fear turns into anger. Mallory is the last person in the world she would want to be submissive to! "You go ahead and try. Intimidation will get you no information."

"You bitch! You think you have control of this situation? Do you realize how much trouble you're in?" Mallory takes a step closer so that her height advantage is even more obvious.

Cher glares up at Mallory. "You wouldn't be working so hard to scare me if you had good evidence. I'm just going to go home and wait for the meeting you scheduled. For your benefit, I'm going to act as if this meeting never happened." Cher turns and starts walking to the door.

Mallory grabs Cher's right shoulder. "You're not--"

Cher's reflexes kick in. She grabs the hand that's on her shoulder, twists her body counterclockwise as she drops to her knees, and Mallory gets thrown to the ground. The moment Mallory is on the ground, Cher twists Mallory's arm into a joint lock and flips her over onto her face. "I'm not what? I'm not as popular as you, I'm not as tall as you, I'm not a psychopath like you, I'm not as pretty as you? Well, you're damn right about all of the above and yet you're the one on the floor."

Mallory turns her head so that she has more room to move her mouth. "Assaulting your superior is a--AAAH!"

The moment Mallory starts trying to state rules, Cher twists her arm more. "You're done talking unless I ask you a question."

"You can't do--OW!" Mallory cannot believe how quickly things went south for her. Cher is far stronger than she looks and she knows how to use that strength to her advantage.

Cher looks down at Mallory and considers breaking her arm just to get out all the aggression she feels right now. Her heart is beating fast, and her head is pounding from all the adrenaline. "If you lie to me, I'll break your arm. If you try to tell me what I can and cannot do, I will break your arm. If you struggle and yell, I will break your arm. Nod if we are clear. If not, I will break your arm."

Mallory nods. A woman is forcing her to submit. She's never been in this situation before. The power Cher has over her right now is immense. She has no choice but to lie on the ground and wonder what Cher is going to do to her. Warmth rushes to Mallory's crotch. A female shorter than her has her pinned to the floor! She's someone else's bitch. For the first time in her life, she has no idea what's going to happen next. In all her fantasies, she's been in control--this is the first time she's been truly dominated and it's thrilling. Mallory's nipples harden and press against the floor through her bra and shirt. She tries to think of anything else. This shouldn't turn her on. She's not a beta, she's an alpha.

Cher thinks for a moment after Mallory nods. Is there a way she can ask questions without giving up what she knows? "Why do you think I was in your house?"

Mallory can smell Cher's scent so much more clearly now that they're this close. Cher smells really good. No! She can't be turned on by this! "My house has surveillance."

Cher doesn't even have to think about it, she saw no evidence of surveillance at Mallory's home and if Mallory is telling the truth, she'll insist no matter how close Cher gets to breaking her arm. "Nope. Wrong answer. I hope you get a nice cast." Cher moves Mallory's arm. It feels a bit stronger than before. Maybe Mallory is putting up more resistance?

Mallory's heart beats even faster as the pain in her arm gets much worse. "Wait!" Mallory sighs in relief when Cher lets up. Her body is heating up from the stress and the arousal that she can't stop. This situation is keeping her mind in the present and in the present, she is starting to feel really horny. "It was your smell. I saw the laundry basket was full and I started doing laundry. One of the sheets was wet from whatever you did on my bed." Mallory catches Cher starting to blush.

"Do you always sniff your sheets when you're washing them?" There's no way Mallory could have identified her only by smell. Cher remembers taking a shower this morning. She should have left very little to go on. Her smell can't be that strong. Did Mallory take a shower? Her scent is pretty strong today. She smells... good. No! What the hell is she thinking? Mallory can't smell good, she hates her. The dominant stance she has over Mallory satisfies something deep inside Cher, though. Looking down at Mallory knowing that she can break her arm... It's something she's wished for ever since she first met Mallory.

As Cher's scent gets more potent, Mallory bites her lip. Her nipples are so hard and her pussy is starting to get wet. Cher can't hide her embarrassment and the fact that she's starting to feel a bit aroused by this situation. Can Cher smell her right now? Mallory grins to herself. She's just going to keep stirring the pot and see what happens. "I don't normally smell or lick my sheets."

"Lick!?" Cher's eyes go wide. Mallory came into contact with her fluids! Is that why Mallory's arm is getting harder to hold on to? She's changing? Wouldn't she only change if she was aroused? "Is this turning you on? If you lie I'll--"

"Break my arm, I get it." Mallory looks into Cher's eyes. "It seems both of us are getting turned on by this situation." Mallory feels her tail bone pushing against the skin that covers it. Oooh! Soon she'll get the physical upper hand and make Cher her bitch. She'd explore being the submissive one, but not with Cher. Cher deserves to be put in her place. Mallory's chest tingles as she feels her other sets of nipples forming.

Mallory's arm muscles are getting noticeably bigger. Cher can feel them pulsing in her grip. If she doesn't break Mallory's arm, Mallory's probably going to turn into some sort of beefy dragon and things will go really downhill. She tries to get herself to break Mallory's arm while she still has a chance to do so, but when she grips and twists Mallory's arm, Mallory's cry of pain gets her to stop. Damn it! She doesn't hate Mallory enough to go through with it.

Mallory shows Cher her sharpening teeth and growls. "If you're going to break it, do it already. I'm sick of you twisting it around over and over."

The growl causes Cher to shiver. This is really happening. Mallory is transforming into some sort of massive predator and Cher is too empathetic to break her arm. Cher feels the wetness between her legs growing. At this rate she's going to transform right here too. Mallory is a terrible person, but the smell of her sex is driving Cher crazy.

Mallory just looks at Cher knowingly. She can feel how Cher's grip is mattering less and less. The seam that joins Mallory's pant legs together starts tearing as her thighs bulk up and her tail pushes out.

Cher reaches into her panties with her other hand and starts stroking her clit. She may not be able to get herself to hurt Mallory, but if she retains the power in this situation, things will go her way. She has has to transforms faster and get muscles like the time she was in Mallory's house. She focuses on that form. Cher looks at Mallory's grin. She clearly thinks she's the one with the power now. Cher wants to wipe that grin off of her face.

Mallory moans as her breasts push against the floor and her four new nipples swell into their full size. She can feel her belly scales spreading over her skin. It's like a dull itch. The tip of her tail rips through her pants. Her jaw cracks as more teeth start to fill her mouth. Her pants rip more as her thighs and ass build muscle. The back of Mallory's suit jacket tears as she feels the skin on her back get pushed up by her forming wings.

Hearing Mallory moan, Cher works her clit harder making little circles until she feels it form into a little nub. Cher watches Mallory transform and demolish her clothes blushing deep red. It's like an old werewolf movie, but much more sexy. A moan comes from Cher as she feels her hips widen and press against her pants. The muscles in her legs are aching and she can feel her feet starting to grow within her shoes. When she focuses on transforming, more teeth fill in her jaws as her muzzle starts to form. Brown fur forms on the front of her neck and moves up toward her face as her nose flattens and folds into a canine shape.

She winces when her new teeth pinch her gums. She moans louder when she feels her pussy get fuller under her finger. Her nails feel numb as they get narrower and longer. When her pants start to rip at every seam, she grunts and wags her quickly forming tail. She's about to surpass Mallory.

Mallory watches with wide eyes as Cher transforms quickly. It's not that surprising that Cher can transform considering that Mallory suspected she was involved somehow, but the speed of her transformation is alarming. Mallory can see Cher's muscles bulging and stretching her clothes to the limit. What is Cher turning into? Whatever it is, it has black and brown fur and might be canine?

When Mallory thinks about the fact that she has to beat Cher, she feels her body grow muscle even faster. Her shirt and suit sleeves rip, the legs of her pants tear, her panties shred, her shoes start to creak and her claws puncture her socks. She sees the bottom of her vision get occluded by her snout as her nose flattens and her nostrils move. She feels so much pulling and stretching and burning that she can hardly tell what sensations are coming from where. Some of them are very pleasurable. She moans as her wings rip through the back of her suit jacket. They grow and grow as her breasts get so big that they push her up from the floor noticeably and the buttons on her blouse pop off.

Cher takes deep breaths and shoves two fingers into her sex as her pants and panties rip into shreds. Her massive muscular legs burst her seams as her tail reaches its full length. Her breasts get pushed against her blouse as her pecs get more and more muscle. Then her abs tense up as they fill out and her whole upper body expands to match with her legs. Her head aches as it gets bigger to match her final form. Her blouse and suit jacket tear, looking like they were never big enough to fit her in the first place. Her arms pulse as the muscles grow in on them in seconds.

She almost loses her grip on Mallory's arm when she feels two new pairs of nipples form. Then she yips in delight as breasts swell in under the nipples. Her shoes creak when her claw-tipped toes break through. A few pops of her ankles later and her doberman lower half is complete.

Whatever threads were holding Mallory's pants together give way as her hips reach their full width. Her claws tear through her shoes, destroying the front, and then her feet widen, popping the soles off. She presses her tail against her hot dripping sex and starts pushing it inside. Her transformation accelerates, making her head a bit bigger, her ears fan out, her snout fully forms, her scales erupt all across her skin. The sleeves of her blouse and suit tear open as her arms gain girth. She shoves her tail deeper inhaling Cher's wonderful scent and growling in lust.

With all these changes happening at once, Mallory gets dizzy and her eyes lose focus. She tries to keep willing herself to transform, but things start to slow down a bit. Willing it to go this fast is exhausting. The pleasure is stronger than the pain and her whole body is so hot now that she's panting. Luckily, she can feel her transformation nearing its end. Mallory's hair gives way to her black mane as her horns push out of her skull. Her neck lengthens making her back sore until it finally stops. Her breasts, wings and tail reach their full size. Her feet are soon to follow. By the time the changes to her head are finished, she can hardly see straight. Her hands are last. The nails sting as they turn into claws. She can hardly focus on her hands getting bigger. She feels light headed when the scales come in on them.

Cher watches as Mallory seems to get weaker. She shoves her fingers in and out yipping in pleasure when she feels her breasts go through one more growth spurt. Cher's blouse and jacket tear beyond recognition when the muscles on her arms demolish her sleeves. She feels powerful and holding Mallory's arm isn't hard anymore. Pleasure comes from her pussy as she finds a nice sensitive spot with her fingers. Her ears move up a bit as they lengthen and become triangular. After her muzzle forms, fur sprouts on every bare spot on her body. She did it! She beat Mallory... Cher smirks when she looks at Mallory's expression. Well, Mallory is looking a bit spent.

Also, Mallory is looking gorgeous. She's a big voluptuous body building red dragon with a cool mane, wings, tail, horns, and fan-like ears. Cher takes her fingers out of her hot tunnel and grabs Mallory's ass. Mallory gives a long moan. It's firm and full--beautiful. Then there's the way Mallory's massive six pack of breasts is pressing out on her sides. Cher feels Mallory's wing membranes, which causes Mallory to shiver in delight.

Mallory turns her head to get a better look at Cher. A big anthro doberman? God, her muscles are beautiful! Is Cher bigger? No, it can't be. Mallory's thoughts get washed away by Cher's touch. She closes her eyes as Cher runs her hand across the sides of her breasts. She wants to be touched. The last time she was in this form, she had no one to share it with. Cher's paw-padded hands feel amazing against her scales. She slides her long tongue out of her mouth and licks at her lips.

When Cher sees Mallory's tongue, her pussy clenches and a rush of heat goes right to her cheeks. Her time with Bella comes rushing back into her mind and her pussy gets so wet that it drips onto some of the tattered remains of her clothing. She looks at her own body and then at Mallory's. Not only did she transform faster, she made herself a bit bigger. She's tired of Kneeling next to Mallory. She lets go of Mallory's arm.

"That was stupid!" Mallory jumps to her feet. Then she blacks out and ends up on the floor. Her body feels weirdly hot and cold at the same time--like it does when she nearly faints.

Cher giggles and rubs the base of Mallory's tail. She can't stop touching her, her scaled skin feels so interesting. "You should know better than to get up that fast after lying down so long. With a bigger body, you've got more blood to move around."

Mallory moans so loud that she puts a hand in front of her face to hide from her own embarrassment. She can't let Cher do this to her. She's starting to feel hot about Cher having the power again. That's not right at all!

What should she do with Mallory? Her body wants to fuck her, but her mind hates her. Cher grabs Mallory's ass and murrs before letting go and standing up. Can she change back if she doesn't have sex? Should she call Don in to help? Wait... If she has to have sex to change back, so does Mallory. Mallory can't have Don.

She doesn't even know that they need to have sex to change back. This is so confusing. Cher looks at the door frame. She must be over seven feet tall. There's no way she can sneak out of the building like this. She runs her hands over her breasts and shivers in arousal. No, she can't stay like this. She has to take care of her body's needs before she can hope to think straight. Should she masturbate right in front of--

Mallory grabs Cher's ankle with her tail and pulls. Cher falls backwards onto the desk and it breaks under her. Piles of paper slide off onto the floor. Mallory gets up as fast as she dares and runs over to Cher. Cher hooks her legs around Mallory's knees and pulls them toward her. Mallory falls onto her butt and then jumps back onto her feet. She lunges at Cher, but instead of doing any damage, her lunge is cushioned by Cher's breasts. Cher grabs Mallory's shoulders and pulls her up so that their breasts are touching and then puts her arms around Mallory and squeezes.

They both moan as Mallory struggles to get free. All six of Cher's nipples rub against hers and their breasts are smooshed together. It feels amazing, but Mallory doesn't want to be at Cher's mercy. She has to get Cher to admit defeat somehow. She bites Cher's neck only to have Cher grab her by the horns and toss her backward. She stumbles and dents the filing cabinet behind her with her shoulder.

Mallory moves her tail so it's beside her and then she dashes and throws a punch at Cher's face. When Cher grabs her hand, Mallory wraps her tail around Cher's wrist and squeezes until Cher lets go. Then she grabs Cher's arm and put her leg behind Cher. When she pushes, Cher's right leg comes off the ground and Cher goes down with a large crack as the rest of the desk breaks into pieces. Mallory puts Cher into a wrist lock. "I'll break your wrist if you don't admit defeat. I win." Cher isn't the only one that took self defense.

Cher feels one of the boards from the decimated desk under her free hand and she grabs it. "I admit NO DEFEAT!" Cher yells right at Mallory's ear.

Mallory winces in pain at the loud noise and the moment her eyes are open again, a pointy piece of wood is pointing right at one of them.

Cher says, "If my wrist goes, so does your eye."

Mallory lets go and Cher rolls forward pushing Mallory backwards as hard as she can. Yelps at the sudden movement and gasps in surprise when her horns hit the floor. She moves her head, but nothing happens. Great, she's stuck.

Cher stands over Mallory and looks down at her before putting placing her big toe against Mallory's clit. "Admit defeat and I'll let you give me oral."

"How is that a reward? OH AAAH!" Being touched when she's this horny feels so good! It doesn't matter who's doing it. Mallory tries to collect her thoughts and yells, "And who says I'd ever admit defeat to you?" when Cher lets up for a second. Mallory grinds against Cher's toe until she catches herself moaning even louder. Then she kicks Cher's leg out of the way. She will not submit to that dog! She's a dragon. Dogs can't rule over dragons, it's just not proper.

Rolling to her side, Mallory pulls her horns out of the rug and flooring while trying to catch Cher with her right leg. Cher grabs Mallory's right leg and then her left leg before lifting her so that she's hanging upside down. Mallory can't even see because her own breasts are in her face. She moves her tail up Cher's chest and then quickly wraps it around Cher's neck. Mallory squeezes.

The door to the office opens and Don pokes his head in. "Is something wr--OH! Never mind! I'll make sure no one else disturbs you."

Just before Don closes the door, Mallory says, "Send everyone home, including yourself." Mallory would worry about Don telling someone about what he saw, but he's followed orders well so far. She can deal with him later if he becomes a problem.

"Will do." Don shuts the door. Mallory can transform? This is not good at all! Should he have helped Cher? That was Cher wasn't it? She looked so massive... Maybe Cher did that to herself to make sure she was a match for Mallory? Why was Mallory that massive? Magic is involved, so he shouldn't think about it too hard. But, it did look like Cher was getting strangled. Don cracks the door.

Cher lets go of Mallory's ankles so that her head falls right onto the floor. Mallory sees stars and her tail goes limp. While Mallory is dazed, Cher puts her into a leg lock. Don closes the door and starts telling everyone on the team to leave--he might stay to watch, but they don't have to know that.

Mallory looks at Cher and tries to do something with her tail to upset the balance of power, but Cher just starts trying to bend her leg the wrong way and she yelps in pain. She's in too much pain to control her tail.

Cher is panting. She can smell Mallory's need and her own. Her nipples are tingling and her clit is throbbing so hard it is driving her mad. She feels so big and powerful and she has Mallory in the most compromising position possible. She's won and Mallory owes her a good tonguing.

A blush makes Mallory's cheeks even darker red as she feels her pussy clench. She can feel Cher's hot furry body against hers. She wants to be touched more! If she just gives in, she can have amazing sex. She looks at Cher as she tries to find some way to win this, but she realizes she has no idea how to get out of a leg lock. She doesn't even know how to do one.

"Well? You want more pain, or do you want pleasure? If you admit defeat I'll make sure neither of us is left too horny to function." Cher licks Mallory's leg.

Mallory gasps at the feeling of Cher's canine tongue. "But, don't you hate me?"

"Yep." Cher nods.

"Then why?" Mallory tits her head.

"Because we now have some things in common. We're horny, we both have a secret we don't want the rest of the FBI to know, and we seem to enjoy a good brawl. If you could be less of a self-serving asshole, I'm willing to try to be less of an insubordinate prick." Cher smiles. If she plays her cards right, Zack, Bella, Glenn, and that other nice person will have nothing to worry about. She can worry about that later. Now she has to have sex with this voluptuous draconic beauty that she hates as deeply as she loves her mother.

Mallory sighs. She's not the alpha. Cher has more determination, fighting skill, and strength than her. She's exhausted and so horny that her feminine liquid is running down her butt cheek to the carpet. She squirms when she tries to imagine what Cher has planned. "Uncle."

Cher lets go and then moves her hips closer. Their legs are already in the right position for scissoring. She may as well start with that.

Mallory trembles as Cher brings her pussy closer and closer. She's never done anything with a woman before. It's so new and alien. At least as unfamiliar as the six-breasted form she's in right now. When Cher's labia touch hers, Mallory gasps. It feels like their sexes are kissing and the sensations from the way their folds of flesh are sliding against each other are making her pant harder and harder. A great heat is coming from where their most intimate parts are touching.

Cher's fur is tickling her thighs and her cunny as they rub. "Aaah! OH GOD!" Mallory throws her head back and grinds her hips. It feels too good for her to worry about what it means for her to be enjoying this so much. Cher grabs her legs and pulls their snatches into an even harder kiss. That's when Mallory feels her clit rub against Cher's. Her mind goes blank and she growls in ecstasy. Her lower half gyrates, falling into a dance that Cher is setting the pace for.

Closing her eyes, Cher loses herself in the wonderful sensations Mallory's flesh is giving her. Mallory's breasts are bouncing against her leg, Mallory's clit is moving across hers, Mallory's tail is thumping against her side every time Mallory moans more loudly, and her nipples are brushing the scales of Mallory's leg. It's so wrong to be doing this with Mallory and so right at the same time. It's as if they're resolving their conflict with sex where both of them are getting what they need. Perhaps this is the best team building exercise there is--seeking pleasure together.

She can feel all these sensations getting more intense, more sharp. Mallory's scales are feeling even better than when they started. She's not going to last much longer. She started this way too horny to have any hope of stamina. "You better cum soon, you annoying bitch," Cher says with a grin.

Mallory grabs Cher's leg and pulls so she can grind even harder. She growls. "You're the dog, not me."

"But you're my bitch because I won!" Cher bucks her hips in quick little random directions.

Mallory can't respond because an orgasm hits her before words do. Being belittled playfully like this is actually a big turn on. Her hips start shaking along with her legs. "Hooh! OOOH! OH FUCK RRR... RRRAAAAWWWWWRRRR!"

Feeling Mallory's pussy quiver against hers, Cher cums and she howls at the top of her lungs. It's hard to judge which huge femme is louder, but one thing is for sure, if anyone other than Don were in the office, they would be trying to figure out what's going on. Cher gasps and sputters as her clit bumps into Mallory's over and over again through their orgasm.

Once their bodies come to rest, they just pant to catch their breaths. Eventually, Mallory says, "Why am I still horny?"

"Because you owe me some oral." Cher chuckles. She's forgotten the hate she had for Mallory and is accepting her just as another sentient being seeking its ecstatic release.

"I don't owe you anything. Why don't you lick me out and we can see if you do a good enough job for me to owe you." Mallory rolls onto her back and props herself up on her elbows.

"I was thinking that we'd take care of each other at the same time, but--"

Mallory moans as she thinks about doing sixty-nine with the amazing beautiful canine in front of her. Cher's tongue has to feel amazing. "Forget what I said. Back yo' ass up."

"You suck at ebonics," Cher says as she rolls onto her hands and knees and backs up toward Mallory's head.

"Well, lets see if I can suck clits too." Mallory licks her lips as she admires Cher's back end.

The moment Cher is in position, she lowers herself so that her breasts are pressing against Mallory's they both moan when their nipples come into contact. It's the perfect position for their breasts because Cher's smallest set is against Mallory's largest and vice versa. Their busts are almost identical, so their bodies are parallel. Cher takes a long lap across Mallory's folds before laughing as she remembers Mallory's dragon room.

"What's so funny?" Mallory says.

"I just realized that I like dobermans, but you really really, really, really like dragons." Cher smirks to herself.

Mallory blushes. So Cher saw her dragon room... Great. "Har har--AAAAH!" Cher starts licking before Mallory can make a sarcastic remark. Mallory moans and curls the end of her tail. She's at this dog's mercy. Submitting wasn't supposed to feel this good. She runs her forked tongue across Cher's pussy. The taste! The smell! It's like a delicacy. She goes slow taking in all the textures and flavors. A grassy honey and smoky flavor fills her mind. She gets a loud moan from Cher when she uses her forks to play with Cher's clit. A sense of pride wells up in her. She's making Cher moan like that? Awesome! Mallory gasps when Cher's tongue enters her passage. It's so long and big and mobile. She squeezes it with her inner walls and grinds her hips.

Mallory's motions are making their breasts rub across each other. Cher loses track of what she's doing for a moment as she yips. She slides her tongue back into Mallory. Mallory tastes a tiny bit like lavender. It could be that Cher's just smelling the perfume from her clothes. Cher slurps up some of Mallory's juices noting a hint of blueberry and a light muskyness to round out the sharp salty undertones. Is she a pussy taster now? She is a canine, after all... Cher giggles to herself. Her attention is drawn back to the present when Mallory's tongue slides inside.

It's strong, somewhat thin compared to other things she's had in there, and ever so slightly rough. Cher grinds against Mallory's face, murring deeply. Cher starts using her bottom lip to tease Mallory's clit and is rewarded with a growl from her. Cher starts shifting from side to side to rub her breasts against Mallory's. She growls in pleasure and starts licking Mallory harder.

Things are heating up for Mallory. She's feeling giddy from the adventure of exploring the inside of someone else's pussy with her tongue. There's so many ridges, spots that make Cher quiver, and other folds of flesh she can't identify--it's fascinating and extremely hot at the same time. When Cher's tongue goes even deeper and gets their nipples rubbing just right, Mallory feels a bright tingle from inside her snatch. She tries to move her tongue to a similar place inside Cher as she uses her lip to play with Cher's clit. She's not going to let herself be accused of being the lesser pussy licker.

Cher clenches her pussy around Mallory's tongue and then her eyes go wide as a powerful fizzy sensation comes from deep inside her pussy and the tip of each of her nipples, and deeper inside every one of her breasts. She tries to hold back the orgasm as she licks at the spot that seems to make Mallory moan the loudest. Then she yowls right into Mallory's snatch and mashes her muzzle against Mallory's opening. She wants to share this orgasm.

Mallory smiles to herself when Cher cums first, only to start roaring as her own orgasm bursts forth from the same deep place inside her that she found in Cher. The way Cher is rubbing her muzzle into her sex is perfect. She growls as she keeps cumming and tries to do the same to Cher. She is rewarded by Cher's pussy undulating along her tongue while Cher yowls again. Mallory moans, gasps, and pants as her peak seems to go on forever. She thinks she came multiple times, but they're all jumbled together. When it's finally over, she lets her head fall back and stares at the ceiling. Cher is officially off of her suspension. This has to happen again.

Cher is surprised when Mallory puts extra effort into giving her pleasure and has very satisfying second and third orgasms. When she finally catches her breath, she licks across Mallory's glorious scaled cooch. "I've come to a conclusion. I hate you, but I love licking your pussy."

Mallory laughs. "I feel the same way."