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Leon slammed the door to his apartment behind him. "Fuck," he yelled at the empty room. At this- point the fox just wanted to collapse with a soda and some video games for an hour or so before bed. He flipped the light on and hung his coat in the closet.

"Aw, did monsieur have a bad day at work?" his skunk maid asked from behind him. He jumped about with a start having not expected her to be there. But given that he didn't actually employ a skunk maid, this could probably be excused.

"Um," was all he could manage. The short woman stepped up beneath his chin. She wore the stereotypical French maid costume. A black with white lace thing that probably would be a poor choice in wear for someone actually cleaning things. The low cut top gave view to the skunk's ample fluffy breasts. And that mini-skirt did not leave much to the imagination.

"Monsieur seems lost for words. It must have been a rough day indeed." He also had a very specific fetish relating to fluffy skunks in French maid outfits. A fetish that his many simultaneously diabolical and wonderful friends took advantage of to tease him online. Clearly one of them had gone the extra mile and hired this lovely skunk to entertain him. He was already worried about the boner growing in his work trousers.

But if he was going to be tormented in such a way, he'd best enjoy it. "Um, uh, yes. Rough day. But you shouldn't worry about it. You should, um, do maid things."

"Oui, monsieur" She turned abruptly. Her fluffy skunk tail brushed beneath Leon's chin as she did so. She swaggered a few feet across the room and bent herself over fully to run her feather duster over the coffee table. Her tail held high, Leon could clearly see that the skunk wore nothing beneath the mini-skirt. His mouth came open a little and his hand groped at the swollen bulge in his slacks.

The skunk straightened up, and turned to face Leon once again. Sporting a salacious grin, the skunk stepped forward. "Is there anything else monsieur would like me to do?" She rustled the feather duster beneath Leon's gawking chin.

"Um, I'm sure I could think of a few things."

"Good." The skunk's eyes flashed bright blue.

"Adri!" Leon yelled. "Fuck you." He flipped off his shape-shifting mate. Said mate shifted their form back into that of the long horned tan cat that was their base. They kept laughing the entire time. Adri was certainly a prime candidate for someone who would hire a skunk maid to tease him. But he had not expected them to be able to make it to visit, given they lived far away and could seldom do so. So it was quite a welcome surprise. "Fuck. You."

"The look on your face." They laughed. Leon scowled at them until they stopped. The two hugged and kissed. "But seriously," Adri began, "work was rough tonight I take it?"

"Yes. And then you come here and ruin things by being all sexy."

Adri flipped him off. Leon scowled. "Can I make it all better?" they asked.

"Yes. Go back to being a skunk maid lady thing."

-

"As you desire," the cat backed up, grinning terribly. Their fur started to shift color. But it was not going to the black pelt of the skunk but rather a deep red of something else. A long thick tail, striped with red and darker red grew from behind them. Cut-off denim shorts adorned their hips. A denim vest barely concealed the slight mounds of their breasts. A white hardhat popped atop their red furry head, and a hammer formed in their paw.

"That's a red-panda construction worker." Leon corrected.

"Oh, did I get it wrong?" they stuck their tongue out at their partner.

"Yes. You did."

"But we can make this work. You could do some reverse cat calling." Adri turned about and shifted their leg and tail so one cute red butt cheek showed beneath the denim cutoffs. Leon's tongue flopped out of his mouth as he stared down. "Ahem-hem," Adri deepened their voice. "I heard you needed something erected."

"Oh, I've already got that taken care of." Leon's paw brushed at his cock once again.

"Oh, yes," Adri turned. "I can see this." Leon blushed a bit. "Well, then the construction play might not work. What was it you wanted originally?" They grinned.

Leon glowered. "Skunk. Maid. Skunk maid."

"Got it." Their fur shifted from the deep red to a deep grey. And then it stopped. The cream markings about their face became black marks around their eyes. The cutoffs shifted into a larger leathery skirt. Fishnet stockings seemed to grow from their now grey legs. A lack vest formed over a red shirt that covered much more ample breasts than the construction worker. The hard hat grew into a large flat black thing with a great red feather sticking from it. The hammer shifted into the wickedly curved blade of a cutlass. "This better?"

"You are a raccoon pirate."

"Arr."

"Not a skunk maid."

"Arr."

Leon pondered the situation for a moment. "I'm going to have to make you walk the plank if you don't shift back."

"I'll be giving the orders 'round here, landlubber. Arrr. I think I'll have ye swab me decks if you know what I mean."

Leon had to ponder that for a moment while he groped at his crotch and stared at the pirate's skirt, and then at their heaving bosom. He had to swallow hard to regain any face. "As entertaining a prospect as that may be. I need you to swab my decks. As a skunk maid."

Pirate raccoon Adri stepped in close and stared Leon in the eye. He attempted to return a steely gaze. "I think I like the cut of your jib, sonny."

"You want your skunk maid then so be it."

"Good."

The pirate's fur shifted first, finally to pure black and white. Though already Leon knew the shades were in the wrong configuration. "No." he said. The form of his mate ignored his protestations. The fur became plain white with black splotches about it. "No." Their skirt grew into brown leather shorts. "No." Their red shirt vanished altogether and the vest faded to brown leather as well. "No." Their hat...

"That's a snow leopard cowgirl." Leon chastised.

"Yeehaw?"

"I think it's clear I'm the only one here taking this seriously. Skunk maids are serious business."

Adri scowled. "Fine."

Their clothing shifted about them. The base anthro remained a snow leopard. But the clothing changed. They gained long blousey pink pants, a pink brazier to hold their fluffy breasts, and a red vest over the top. A pink scarf wrapped over the top of their head, and a pink fez popped down atop it. Leon scowled, his primary expression of the night.

"I figure with all the orders you give me what you really need is a genie."

Leon tapped his foot irritably. "While I admit I will be dreaming of this, it is still not what I desire." He slipped alongside Adri to plop down on the sofa. His slacks even more visibly tented in this position.

"What is master's wish."

Time to gain the system. He wasn't going to get what he wanted by asking for it. "Take the form of a, um, hyena, um, judge."

"Your wish is my command." Their body shifted becoming more grey. A black robe that was wide open at the front, and a pair of really short black trousers adorned their form, certainly not dignified attire. A curly white wig adorned their head and a gavel appeared in their hand. "Order in the court."

"What? That's what I asked for!"

"Yes,"

"You were suppose to get it wrong. You were even dressed as Jeannie whose whole thing was getting wishes wrong."

"But a good genie anticipates their master's will. And I anticipated you actually wanted the skunk maid and got that wrong."

"You," he yelled, "you aren't suppose to use logic."

"Now, are you going to find me sexy or am I going to have to hold you in contempt?"

"Fine. What am I being charged with?"

"You are charged with four counts of not finding mate in skimpy outfits sexy. Five, if you count this one, which of course we do. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty. I found them all sexy, I just wanted to find sexy the form that I wanted."

"Silence! We will proceed with the trial, then. I, the honorable judge Adri the Magnificent shall provide. I shall also be the jury, prosecutor, bailiff, witnesses, stenographer, and, most importantly, executioner. The defendant is Mr. Leon Stinkybutt. Do you wish to defend yourself or have an attorney assigned you."

"Would you be my defense attorney?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll defend me, thanks."

"The offense calls its first witness, the sexy panda construction worker. Ms Worker, do you swear to distort the truth in a manner that befits the court's agenda in this trial? Or failing that, outright lie?"

Adri shifted fluidly into the red panda construction worker form. "I do."

Leon glowered. At least they were making know bones about this being a farse trial. Adri should have taken the form of the Queen of Hearts for it.

Shifting back to the judge, "Ms. Worker, did the defendant touch you in inappropriate places?" And then back to the construction worker they sniffled, "No..." Back to the Judge. "What further need of testimony do we need?"

"Objection," Leon demanded.

"On what grounds?"

"On the grounds that you are being a stinky butt face. And not in a good way."

"Overruled. True, but overruled. Defense, you may take the stand."

"Can I keep sitting here?"

"That is fine with the court. Now, if you wish to save your crimson hide, tell the court in excruciating detail how you found the other forms sexy, and what dirty and naughty things you would do to them."

Leon took a breath. "Well the construction worker," he though back over the red panda in the skimpy cutoffs and the vest that barely concealed their chest. "Well, I'd love to nail them. Maybe after we got hammered."

Hyena judged nodded solemnly, "Go on."

"And the pirate?" He didn't have to imagine, as Adri graciously shifted their form to the salty raccoon privateer. They swished their hips.

"Well, I'd love it if they showed me their booty."

"Oh?" the pirate rasped, "Like this?" Adri spun and lifted their tail high. The bare grey backside beneath showing clearly to the fox. His cock had gone soft during the silliness of the 'trial' but this view helped redouble its hardness. "Oh, yes. Can I? Can I touch it?"

Adri spun back around. "Maybe later. Trial and all that probably a bit inappropriate."

"Of course," Leon rolled his eyes.

Adri shifted back to the judge. "Continue with the other forms."

"Okay, the cowgirl. They can lasso me up any day." Now his cock really strained beneath his trousers. He rubbed at the fabric over them. His mouth hung open at the thought of being bound and in the mercy of that lovely snow leopard. "Maybe I can show them my gun as well."

Adri nodded their approval and licked their lips, betraying their own arousal at the same idea. But they were able to mostly maintain their composure. "Move on."

"The genie. Hmmm... the genie, I certainly have a few wishes they can grant."

"Examples."

"Well, I'd start by wishing them to lose the outfit."

"Oh, like this?"

Adri shifted to the form of a completely bare nude snow leopard.

"Oh, yes, that works." They danced around for his benefit, showing clearly the breasts, vulva, and ass of the fluffy spotted cat. He unzipped his trousers and that rigid cock of his slipped out through the opening. "And then maybe have them put the outfit back on?" The pink outfit returned upon their body. "And then, um, do Arabian harem things?"

"Fair enough," Adri commented on as they shifted back to the judge. "Next."

"Well, one left, the sexy judge."

"Yes."

"Well," Leon stroked his cock as he eyed up that hyena. "Well, if you'd like to have a private consultation in your chambers later. I might be able to come up with a thing or two we could do with that gavel." Adri's hyena muzzle worked at that thought. Their hands strayed to their own crotch area.

"That may be arranged in the future. After the trial."

"Very well. Did I pass?"

"The court finds you not-guilty on four of five counts. And on the fifth. Guilty!"

"Which one?!" he yelled.

"The one form you did not address just now. The form of - the skunk maid!"

"What!? That's the one I've been wanting back this whole time."

"Well you should have said as much during the trial."

"But you said five counts and I gave five!"

"Yes, well, the cowgirl actually elected not to press charges. They appreciate your candor though in your sexual interests."

Leon's eyes could have pierced the now giggling hyena. "Now the sentencing. For your crime, you are sentenced - to have - an orgasm!"

"Well, I don't see any problem with that," he stroked himself a bit.

"Without touching yourself. Or being touched."

Leon's eyes went wide. His hand left his cock. Diabolical. This actually was a bit of fantasy of Leon's. He had experimented with trying to climax by pure will, but he had not yet accomplished the feat.

"But, as a chance to make amends and redeem yourself to the skunk maid. They have graciously offered to allow you the opportunity to orgasm to their form." Adri shifted without hesitation back into that form that Leon had desired all night, the skunk maid.

Leon's tongue rolled back out of his maw. He might not have achieved the willpower orgasm before. But before he had not had the benefit of someone he loved dearly in the form of one of his most potent sexual interests to enjoy as he tried.

"Now, what would monsieur wish for me to do? Maid things?" Adri's skunk muzzle just inches from Leon's snout.

"Maid things," he muttered.

Skunk maid Adri turned and prance to the television across the room. Their tail lifted the mini-skirt high as they lightly dusted about the television. Once again, no underwear had been included in this wardrobe. Leon leered heartily at the bare bit beneath that skirt.

"Hands," skunk maid chastised. Leon realized his paws had been straying near his junk. He moaned. His cock strained; it was desperate for attention. Adri returned to knocking dust about on the furniture with those feathers. They of course made certain to give Leon plenty of cheeky views of their unclad backside, and occasional glimpse down into their cleavage.

Leon had to sit on his hands to keep from touching himself. He still had his back arched and cock standing tall from the tormentuous views he was being granted. His breathing labored as Adri sauntered back over to him. "Monsieur looks like he is enjoying himself?" He made a point of breathing heavily. They mocked him, pressing their breasts just beneath his chin.

"I may not be able to touch myself, but I can touch you." He smirked, as his hands reached up to pull the front of their top down over their breasts. He leered at the black fluffy mounds exposed from the top of the costume. One hand took one of those fluffy mounds as the other reached behind the skunk to grasp at Adri's rear.

"Monsieur is so naughty." Their tongue stuck out at him. His fingers strayed toward the holes at the base of their form. "Very naughty indeed."

Leon was enjoying this very much. But it still was not enough to push him over the edge. All of the sexy shows he had gotten over the evening had piled atop him, and his balls were likely glowing blue. He couldn't look to check. Mostly because his eyes were still fixed on the chest of his mate. Adri made a point of resting their backside atop his knee out of reach of his member. It flexed at the base of his abdomen.

He moaned. "I'm so close."

Adri smirked. "Would you say that you'd go off at a feather's touch?" They ran the feather duster briefly over his throbbing cock. His muzzle gasped and his body shook. Cum spurt form his shaft across the feather duster and Adri's black uniform. His balls rejoiced at being free of their massive load.

Leon fell forward against Adri's body. They shifted back into the form of the brown horned cat. "That wasn't touchless," Leon sheepishly admitted.

"Close enough." Adri said. Leon breathed a sigh of relief. "For now. We can try again later." He moaned. Adri leaned in and they kissed.