The sharply-dressed panther behind the bar slid Jinx's cocktail glass over to her, taking the card she had left on the well-polished counter. Normally she would keep a tab, but she didn't know how long she would be staying for. Normally, the cocktail bar was the perfect place for the black-furred kitsune to unwind; whether the music was live or prerecorded it was always something to match the classy atmosphere, the drinks were pleasant, the patrons varied and interesting, the lighting dimmed to make the place feel cozy during the nighttime hours when it was open. Normally.

Instead, the music was the kind of thing you'd expect to hear blasting from a car driving far too fast on an urban street, and the lights were up all the way, robbing the place of its tasteful late-night atmosphere, instead making it feel more like a budget diner chain. The regular patrons were not to be seen, and even with the unsavory new arrivals checking the place out, it was largely empty from the sudden shift in its aesthetic.

The bartender returned and slid Jinx's card back to her silently, and she gave him a nod of acknowledgement that he returned. No words passed, not from curtness or rudeness but since Jinx had already spoken with him: among the new management's other various sudden changes was the decision to fire him and bring in someone "younger and fresher". While she had never really gotten to know him outside of the bar, she considered him as good a friend as the situation made possible. Moreover, he was good at his job and always a friendly and welcoming face, and the place wouldn't be the same without him. At least Jinx could still enjoy his skill with a cocktail mixer for the night, but he had informed her that his last shift wasn't too far away.

Picking up the glass, she stepped away from the bar and wandered deep into the back of the bar in the hopes that the music would be quieter there, her blue eyes looking around in the hopes of finding someone else to talk to. Jinx's trio of tails poked out from underneath the bottom of her dress, the tips of teal fur at the end of each matching the markings on her ears. She had worn a tight-fitting sequined black cocktail dress, a poor choice only in retrospect due to the intense lighting of the bar glittering off her like she was a walking disco ball.

Unfortunately for Jinx, it seemed like someone else had had the same idea as her. The corner table was occupied by a single dragoness with lilac scales and a lavender underside, sitting awkwardly in the booth to avoid crushing her wings against the wall. A pair of short ivory horns protruded from voluminous locks of cobalt-blue hair that hung over her right shoulder and down her front. Her tail was stretched across the booth seat beside her, and Jinx could see the spade on the end of it tapping against the seat as the dragoness's right hand prodded at her phone, while her left held a half-empty drink. She appeared to be wearing a slitted black silk cocktail dress that closely hugged her ample cleavage, and was paired with a pair of black arm sleeves and some matching black stockings that covered only her lower legs and knees.

Only the look of annoyance on her face sullied the view, but she was clearly in the same boat as Jinx: a regular disgruntled with the changes to the establishment. Her green eyes scanned back and forth over the screen of her phone, and Jinx felt as though she had seen the dragoness at the bar a few times before, but had never yet introduced herself. Given the circumstances, there was little reason not to do so at this point.

"May I join you?" Jinx asked as she approached the table.

The dragoness looked up from her phone, the annoyed look disappearing. She glanced up and down Jinx's body briefly and then gave her a smile, gesturing to the booth seat next to her that wasn't taken up by her tail. "By all means," she said invitingly, putting her phone away, "I could use some good company."

Jinx slid herself into the booth and set her drink down on the table before turning to the dragoness. "I'm Jinx," she said to introduce herself, bowing forward in her seat just a bit.

"I think I've seen you around, but it's good to put a name to the face," the dragoness replied. "My name is Shaaria."

"It's lovely to meet you properly, Shaaria," Jinx replied, taking a sip from her drink.

"Thank you. Though I don't think I'll be coming back here anymore." She gave a little sigh of frustration. "I'm not a fan of the new management or what they've done with the place."

"Neither am I," Jinx agreed. "The city is full of bars like this already. Why make another one?"

Shaaria shook her head and gave a shrug. "Trust me, I'm in full agreement. I don't suppose you know of another place we could go?"

"Not close by. On another night, maybe." She gave a little smile and leaned forward. "Could I have your phone number? We can check out a few places together."

Chuckling softly, Shaaria gave a nod. "I don't normally give out my number this quickly, but these are extenuating circumstances," she joked as she took her phone back out for them to exchange numbers.

Jinx looked at Shaaria's screen when she held it up, returning the favor after adding the dragoness's number. "Likewise. But I'm feeling adventurous tonight."

Stashing her phone again, Shaaria gave Jinx a curious and intrigued look, prompting Jinx to go on with an "Oh?"

Swishing her tails, Jinx mulled over her thoughts for a moment before giving a little chuckle. "Well, I'll come back to that later," she said mysteriously, running a finger around the rim of her cocktail glass. "For now, could you tell me about yourself?"

Some time passed as the two of them talked, making full use of the relatively quiet corner where they could tune out the bad music, with some occasional trips back to the bar for refills on their drinks. While it would have been better at a nicer establishment, it still ended up being an enjoyable enough evening for the two of them, hitting it off and making the best of the situation. As it got later into the night, the cocktail bar became gradually emptier, but the kitsune and dragon at the back remained. Eventually, it was late enough that they began to grow tired, and Jinx was the first to let out a yawn, opening her maw wide.

"About time to head off, isn't it?" Shaaria agreed. Jinx gave a nod, so she went on, "Should I call for a taxi for you?"

"It would be appreciated, but not just yet," Jinx replied. "I'm going to make a quick stop before we go."

Catching on to her meaning, Shaaria gave a nod. "Ah, yes, same here," she said, starting to shuffle her way out of the booth. "I've been drinking for quite a while, so I'll need to visit the ladies' room on the way out..."

Jinx hesitated. "Oh, you can go on ahead," she offered. "I need a minute first."

However, Shaaria noticed the sudden change in demeanor and stopped extricating herself from the booth, giving Jinx a questioning look. "Is something wrong?" she asked.

Caught out, Jinx paused again briefly before drawing herself up in her seat. If worst came to worst, it wasn't like she was going to return anyway. "I was intending to pay a visit to the manager's office to... voice my frustrations," Jinx said delicately.

"I don't think he's here this late," Shaaria pointed out.

"Yes," Jinx agreed, tapping one finger against the stem of her empty cocktail glass. "That's the idea. I DO need to... take a bathroom break, after all," she said in a quiet voice, "And, well... since he is not here, I thought that I could... leave him a message."

"Ah," Shaaria replied, then a moment later went on, "I see," with a small smirk at the corner of her mouth. "In that case, would you mind terribly if I joined you for... filing a complaint?" she offered teasingly, giving Jinx a playful look.

The kitsune was a little surprised, but certainly not complaining. "Well... it wouldn't hurt to have some backup," she remarked with a swish of her tails. "Shall we?"

Shaaria nodded and smiled, resuming the process of getting out from the booth with her tail and wings making it difficult. "Lead the way."

Near the back of the bar was a side corridor leading to both the bathrooms as well as a door with 'Staff Only' written on it – that Jinx was able to open just by turning the handle, slipping inside and holding the door open for Shaaria. Curious, the dragoness followed after her, entering a storage area with a back exit door normally used for deliveries, and another door to the side with frosted glass that had 'Manager' printed on it.

"How did you know it was unlocked?" Shaaria asked quietly.

"I had... a little help on the inside," Jinx replied delicately, tails swishing mischievously, thinking of the bartender. Shaaria was less surprised when Jinx opened the door to the manager's office just as easily, flicking on the lightswitch as she entered with Shaaria following behind.

"Mmm, I see," Shaaria murmured thoughtfully as she closed the door behind her.

She'd never been in the manager's office before, but it had clearly already changed hands, as there were many, many photos hung on the walls and framed on every available flat surface of a gaudily-dressed canid that both Jinx and Shaaria knew was most certainly not the old manager. An L-desk in the corner held a powered-off computer and a mess of papers across its surface, with a fancy swivel chair pushed mostly under the desk. Two big filing cabinets stood next to it with one right in the corner, and a whiteboard hung on the wall was covered with illegible scribbles, the edges adorned with even more photos of the new owner held up by magnets. A potted plant was tucked into the corner opposite the filing cabinets next to a trashcan, and while there were coat hooks near the door, they were currently empty.

"Quite a lot of options," Shaaria mused aloud.

"Yes, though a lot of them wouldn't work for us," Jinx said thoughtfully as she looked around. Reaching down, she grabbed onto the bottom of her cocktail dress and hiked it upwards, exposing her bare hips and rump, her tails lifting up now that the back of the dress was no longer holding them downward. Both of her holes were plainly visible: a bright teal star above a teal slit, both surrounded by black fur.

Shaaria gave a small, appreciative hum, drawing Jinx's gaze as the kitsune looked back over her shoulder. "I was just admiring your rather daring attire," she commented playfully, and Jinx chuckled a little, swishing her hips. "Or lack thereof."

"I enjoy a bit of excitement in my life, madam," Jinx replied with a teasing smirk. "And I feel that you are quite similar in that way..."

"In that sense, yes, we are quite similar," Shaaria answered, grabbing onto the lower front of her dress. "Though I'm different in another way entirely..."

Jinx tilted her head, not understanding what she meant until Shaaria tugged the front of her slitted dress aside to expose her loins. Previously concealed by the loose dark fabric, a thick, prominent sheath and a sizeable pair of balls rested between Shaaria's legs, with an elegant, lacey black ball-bra holding up her sack but leaving the sheath above it exposed, the very tip of her cock peeking out from it.

Jinx's eyes widened for a moment as she stared. "Oh," she said at first, then grinned widely. "That ought to make things even more fun..."

"Glad you think so," Shaaria agreed with a swish of her hips and tail. "Shall we begin making our complaints?"

"Yes, let's," Jinx agreed, making up her mind to use one of the filing cabinets. She bent over to pull the bottom drawer out as far as it would go, then stood straddling it, her legs spread wide as she kept her dress held up high. Meanwhile, Shaaria approached the potted plant at the opposite corner of the room, grasping her sheath between her right thumb and forefinger.

For a moment there was quiet as both of them relaxed, a golden stream gushing from Jinx's slit first. She looked down and watched her fluid splash across the papers and manila folders stuffed into the filing cabinet, wiggling her hips around a little to soak them as thoroughly as she could. Her droplets of pee rustled loose papers and pattered off of the more firmly-packed ones, and the excess began dripping down through the open drawer and onto the floor below it.

Behind her, Jinx heard a pattering sound and turned her head to look over her shoulder. Shaaria was still holding her sheath, letting a hard jet of urine gush up into the air and rain down onto the plant. Several stray droplets hit the two walls next to the plant while most of the yellow fluid ran down its stem or dripped down onto the floor, giving the potted plant a thorough golden shower.

Jinx's tails swished as she watched, and she smirked when Shaaria glanced over and looked at her. "You're putting on a good show," Jinx said admiringly, glancing down briefly to move her hips and spray a dry section of the drawer between her legs with her piss.

"As are you," Shaaria replied in kind, inclining her head towards Jinx as she shifted her own hips from side to side a little, making her stream wobble a bit and splash the walls some more, her fluid running down the plaster walls and leaving streaks behind.

With that understanding reached, both of them kept their eyes on the other as they went on for a little longer. Jinx continued spraying down the contents of the filing cabinet so much that it was dripping constantly onto the floor underneath, while Shaaria clenched just a little harder so that her stream rose higher into the air before raining down on and around the plant. Although it was Jinx who began running dry first, her stream trickling off to a series of droplets, Shaaria's heavy stream came to a more abrupt end, rapidly waning to almost nothing until Shaaria clenched her muscles to cut off the stream and fire out the rest in small spurts. Jinx lowered her hips just a bit as she did the same, making sure all of it ended up on the drenched papers and files below her.

"All done?" Shaaria inquired as she gave her sheath a little shake to send one last droplet onto the plant.

"Ah, well... not quite," Jinx admitted as she stepped away from the filing cabinet. She had pushed her luck already with her new acquaintance by doing what they had already done together. "You can go on ahead, I'll catch up."

Turning to face her as she let her dress fall back into place, Shaaria gave Jinx a curious look. "Why? What else are you going to do?" she inquired. "I could help with that too..."

Put on the spot again, Jinx inhaled and decided to see what happened. "If you like. I'm going to... leave a more, shall we say... physical and solid complaint," she explained tactfully, her teal tail-tips flicking about. "If that doesn't interest you..."

"And what if it does?" Shaaria remarked as she stepped closer, her spaded tail swaying in the air behind her.

Jinx felt briefly flustered but gave a nod. "Then by all means join me," she murmured, relaxing. "I must say, this night turned out to be quite enjoyable after all."

"That it did. I hope we can spend more together after this."

"As do I," Jinx agreed. Stepping over to the desk and pulling out the chair, she went on, "Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to leave something obvious behind for him to find." She turned the chair towards herself: it was a very luxurious swivel chair, with full armrests and a high back and a black leather covering, and diagonal lines of buttons on the backrest.

"Mm, very daring," Shaaria praised. "Do you think there's room for two?"

Jinx stepped back from the chair with a smirk. "By all means, madam, you can go first," she invited playfully, her tails wagging. With a normal swivel chair it would have been difficult with just one person, but since it had full, solid armrests, it would be easy for them to pile up a lot of 'complaints' on the seat.

"Why thank you," Shaaria said gratefully, approaching the opposite side of the chair. She turned away from Jinx and tugged the back part of her dress aside, lifting her tail upwards as she sat on the armrest, putting one hand on the desk to hold herself up so she wouldn't tip the chair over. Jinx couldn't resist leaning in for a closer look at Shaaria's bared rump: the lacey ball-bra she was wearing was held up by a strap that went around her waist, but it did absolutely nothing to cover her holes. A snug tailhole and a slightly puffy pair of pussylips, both surrounded by lavender ventral scales, were easy for Jinx to see, providing a tantalizing view.

"You're a full herm, I see," Jinx observed.

"Oh, I'll be quite empty soon," Shaaria joked as she kept her tail hiked up high. Jinx watched with anticipation as Shaaria took deep breaths and relaxed, her rear hole clenching and quivering a bit. With a soft groan from Shaaria, her sphincter stretched out to allow the first lump of her waste to pass out through it. It was a very dark brown, firm and solid as it was pushed out from her bowels, vaguely resembling a sphere that had been squished from multiple sides. It fell onto the leather surface with a quiet thump as a second, larger piece followed behind it, Shaaria's rear hole closing after the first only to reopen again for the second, the dragoness taking heavy breaths as her bowels voided themselves.

A pile of dark chunks of scat accumulated on the chair one after another, varying slightly in size and exact shape. Jinx kept close watch on the show provided to her as Shaaria remained in place, keeping her tail hiked up as lump after lump of her waste was pushed from her ass, the last few of them getting a little lighter in color before the final one was squeezed out by her anal muscles. Exhaling, Shaaria stood up fully and turned to look at the mess she had made. "I'm certainly feeling a lot lighter after letting all that out," she joked as she saw the rough pile of lumps of dragon poop.

"I can imagine," Jinx agreed, her legs rubbing together as she shifted in place. "I think I can match that, though."

Shaaria backed up a bit to let Jinx take her place, and the kitsune did so, sitting on the armrest but using the desk to brace herself so she didn't put all of her weight on the chair. Jinx hiked her dress up further and kept it held up with one hand as the other steadied herself, all of her tails raising up together as she prepared to relieve her bowels too, while Shaaria moved around to take Jinx's vantage point.

Humming quietly, Jinx shifted a little before her teal anus opened from within as the end of a brown length of scat began to slide out. As it was pushed out the end of it slid against the top of Shaaria's pile, coming out at an uneven pace as Jinx's innards clenched and squeezed on their contents. In one long, unbroken log, Jinx's poop emerged an inch at a time and began to pile up on top of Shaaria's waste haphazardly, crackling in the air as it came out.

Jinx groaned quietly from the relief as more and more of her waste was voided from her, the brown coil piling up on itself as well as the dragoness's mess. Slowly, Shaaria's pile was mostly covered over by the kitsune's scat, though not completely, some of the dragoness's darker waste still visible when the far end of Jinx's log finally slipped from her rear hole, which clenched closed again right after as she gave a soft sigh.

"Very impressive," Shaaria remarked as Jinx stood back up.

Jinx turned to look back with a chuckle, though her eyes quickly fell on Shaaria's loins: from the dragoness's sheath stood a long, thick cock with a pointed glans at the tip, and she was idly stroking up and down its length with one hand. "That good of a show, madam?" Jinx teased, swishing her tails.

"Definitely," Shaaria replied with a little smirk. "And I thought it might be good to make even more of a mess before we leave..."

It was Jinx's turn to step closer to her, after pushing the swivel chair and its mess back underneath the desk. "Perhaps I can help you this time, hmm?" Jinx offered, reaching out and cupping one of Shaaria's balls, gently rolling it in her hand.

"Mmm, I think you could," Shaaria murmured, spreading her legs a little to give Jinx easier access. "I have an idea. Come over here and turn around..."

Shaaria backed up further until her back was to the door, though she didn't press up against it. Intrigued, Jinx did as asked, standing in front of Shaaria and facing away from her. "What do you have in mind?" she asked as she raised her tails upwards.

The dragoness pressed up close against her back and Jinx felt Shaaria's cock against her – but between her legs rather than against either of her holes. Shaaria's hands came to rest on Jinx's hips as that thick, warm length of dragon flesh pushed between Jinx's thighs, the top of it brushing against Jinx's damp slit while the rest of it jutted out in front of the kitsune, almost looking like it was her own shaft. Leaning in close, Shaaria moved her left hand up to cup Jinx's left breast through her dress, while her right hand slipped around to press one finger near the very top of Jinx's slit. "Press your legs together for me," Shaaria whispered lustfully into Jinx's ear, and Jinx was all too eager to oblige, squeezing her thighs around the hot dragoness cock she felt against her damp netherlips.

Once she did, she felt Shaaria beginning to thrust, drawing her hips back and pushing them forward again to slide her shaft through Jinx's legs, teasing the top of her shaft against Jinx's petals. The kitsune moaned out softly, partly from that and partly from Shaaria's middle finger as it touched against her clit and began to tease there, while Shaaria rubbed and squeezed Jinx's breast at the same time. Leaning back into the affection, Jinx panted softly and closed her eyes as she let Shaaria play with her body however she wanted, the slick nectar leaking from her slit slicking up Shaaria's cock and allowing her to thrust more easily between Jinx's legs – something the dragoness took full advantage of.

Gradually speeding up, Shaaria panted and groaned out quietly alongside Jinx as the two of them enjoyed the moment. The top of Shaaria's smooth shaft sawed back and forth over Jinx's wet pussylips, the kitsune's fur getting matted with her own juices as she kept leaking. Beads of precum formed at the end of Shaaria's length and dripped off from it, and her balls thumped against the back of Jinx's thighs as Shaaria thrusted harder and faster the slicker Jinx's legs got. All the while, Shaaria continued to tease Jinx with her hands, occasionally swapping over which hand was on her chest and which was teasing her clit.

Harder, faster, longer strokes – Shaaria continued to escalate as they both grew more and more aroused, their moans gradually intensifying in the small room. Jinx let out a gasp as Shaaria's relentless teasing pushed her over the edge, and her vaginal walls clenched around nothing as she squirted hard onto the dragon cock teasing her folds. Taking full advantage of the extra lubrication, Shaaria thrusted between Jinx's thighs as fast as she could to go for the finish, giving a couple of small groans before shuddering and thrusting all the way forward one final time as she followed Jinx in climax.

Shaaria's balls clenched and pulled upwards as they began to unload, and thick, heavy blasts of hot cum erupted from the tip of her cock. Jinx could feel every heavy throb of Shaaria's shaft as she blew all over the floor, and she managed to open one eye to watch the pearly ropes of seed splatter messily. Shaaria clung to Jinx from behind, curling her wings around the kitsune a little as she shuddered and occasionally made another small thrust, making an even bigger mess as her jizz splattered all over. One particularly powerful shot hit the back of the swivel chair, and the center of the floor was soon thickly covered by an enormous pool of hot dragon seed, a final weak throb of Shaaria's cock sending a half-sized splurt to join it.

For a short time the two of them panted in recovery, and Jinx could feel Shaaria's length gradually softening up. "I think... that will do," Jinx said after many gasps.

"Yes, I agree," Shaaria replied, pulling her wings back and letting go of Jinx. "We'd better go tidy ourselves up in the bathroom first before we go. I'm sure my hair is a mess."

Jinx chuckled a little. "Yes, we should. I do hope we get to do something like this again."

Shaaria opened the door to the office, waving for Jinx to go first. "You have my number, just call me," Shaaria teased invitingly, flashing Jinx a smile.

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Shaaria stretched her arms, legs, wings and tail as she got out of Jinx's car, feeling the warmth of the autumn sun beating down on her. After their adventurous meeting at the cocktail bar, Jinx had later called Shaaria and the two had gotten to know each other a little better before arranging another outing. After swapping ideas, they had settled on heading out to a winery tour, and Jinx had offered to drive. It was a clear and warm day out, so both of them were dressed lightly: Shaaria in a light white blouse and a blue skirt, while Jinx had a red, sleeveless, floral-patterned summer dress that went down to her knees.

The car park was right next to the main building, with the vineyard's fields stretching out in all directions around it. The building itself was quite old, made of bricks with arched windows, and topped with orange-red roof tiles. It was thickly covered in ivy on one side, but it seemed to be in good repair and likely the ivy had been left alone to give it character. Several trees were growing in a neat line outside the front of the building, and a big wooden sign pointed them towards the visitors' center.

A group was already mostly assembled in the main hall by the time they got in and paid the entrance fee, made up of other city-dwellers dressed for the summer weather who had come to see the place, and perhaps to try the tasting that was included in the tour. Though, it was highly unlikely any of the other attendees had quite the same plans as Shaaria and Jinx...

"Nice place, isn't it?" Jinx whispered to Shaaria, who was reading the plaques on some wall displays while she waited for the tour to begin.

"So far, yes," Shaaria agreed quietly, glancing over at Jinx. "I hope we get to see it all."

"And get some chances to slip away," Jinx added mischievously, her tails swishing briefly.

Shaaria gave a knowing chuckle. "That too, yes," she whispered with a small nod. "I haven't seen many staff around, so I think we'll have a good chance to sneak off for some fun."

Jinx chuckled a little. A minute later, a well-dressed red fox called for everyone's attention to begin the tour, assembling the group of people together. Jinx and Shaaria stayed near the back in case the opportunity arose for them to slip away, but the first destination was back out the front doors and into the vineyards themselves.

The fields were divided up into several segments, each with neat rows of evenly-spaced grapevines on stakes stretching out into the distance, already relieved of the burden of their grapes. The tour guide led the group onwards as he talked about the specific type of grapes, soil acidity and composition, and various other things relating to how grapes were grown and harvested. It was fairly warm outside, but there was a cool breeze blowing to keep things tolerable, rustling the leaves of the grapevines.

The tour guide stopped in the middle of the field they were in to start taking questions from the group. With him looking towards the group as a whole, they didn't have any opportunity to get up to any fun... or at least, that was what Shaaria thought, until she felt Jinx tugging lightly on one of her wings.

With a quiet "Hm?" Shaaria turned her head to look at Jinx. The kitsune was moving into position facing away from one of the grapevines, and Shaaria saw her tails held up as high as they could be while Jinx did her best to look natural. Turning around and pretending to inspect one of the vines as the guide answered a question, Shaaria kept her eyes on Jinx, who was bending over at the hips as if to look at something on the ground...

Though the ambient noise of the guide's voice and the rustling leaves was enough to mask the hissing sound of Jinx's piss spray from her slit, it didn't quite fully cover up the splashing sound of the brief shower of droplets as they struck the grapevine and the ground around it. Jinx clenched and stopped a moment later as she straightened back up, but it didn't seem like anyone had noticed anything – besides Shaaria, of course, who gave her a small smirk.

Emboldened, Jinx shifted a little closer to target the next vine in the row, and Shaaria stepped away a little to give her space, turning and facing towards the front of the group while giving Jinx a glance over her shoulder. Again the kitsune lifted her tails, hiking up the back of her dress, and briefly letting loose while she bent over, splashing and spraying another grapevine with a quick dousing of golden fluid. It pattered on the soil and leaves for just a short moment, and then Jinx stopped it again.

This time, a nearby feline visitor's ears flicked and he glanced back towards them in the direction of the noise, only to see Jinx standing innocently and Shaaria keeping her gaze on the tour guide, watching the cat out of the corner of her eye. He glanced around for a moment, but then, with a confused expression, looked away again, perhaps wondering if he had simply imagined the sound.

Jinx drew a little closer to Shaaria and whispered, "I'd better stop there, your turn next."

With a quiet chuckle, Shaaria brushed the side of her tail against Jinx's hip. "It was a good idea, just a little too exposed," she murmured.

Soon after the group moved on, leaving the wet plants and dampened soil behind unnoticed. They were taken on a quick tour of buildings used for harvesting, sorting and storing the grapes, as well as the production areas, but there were too many people and not enough things to hide behind for either of them to slip away for some more fun, so they simply stuck with the tour group for the time being. After that they headed back to the main building, this time being led into a grand dining hall. It had a number of tables arranged around the edges of the room, plus another big one in the middle, with numerous bottles of wines already set out in advance, each with glasses and informative cards set up alongside the bottle.

At first the two of them took part in the tasting, roaming around to the various tables and sampling the wines at each as the other visitors did the same. As Jinx began to suspect Shaaria would wait for a better opportunity, the dragoness led the two of them over to a table in the corner, as far away from the crowd at the other side of the room where most of the group had gathered to try one of the best wines available.

"No luck?" Jinx asked in a whisper as Shaaria picked up the card by the bottle and read it.

"Not yet, but this will work," Shaaria murmured. "Stand on my right."

Curious, Jinx moved to Shaaria's right, further away from the main part of the crowd. Shaaria gave a small look around, then set the card back down. "Watch this," she murmured, and Jinx saw her curl her wings forward a bit – the left one moreso, the dragoness's large wing effectively blocking sight of the front of her body from her shoulders down to her knees. With that impromptu form of visual cover, Shaaria lifted up the front of her skirt and pinned it to her front with her right arm, revealing that she was wearing a ball-bra again much like she had at the cocktail bar, her sheath exposed and the tip of her cock just barely peeking out. She took hold of her sheath with her right hand as she used the left to pick up an empty glass, pretending to smell its contents.

"Lift up the tablecloth," Shaaria whispered to Jinx, who did as asked, reaching out and grabbing the nearest part of the long white tablecloth, raising it up. There wasn't anything of note underneath the table, but that wasn't really the point – with a small smirk, Shaaria glanced down just briefly to aim before pretending to drink from the glass as she let loose with her urine. A stream of golden fluid splashed under the table, striking the central leg, and she briefly guided the flow back and forth to splash the wall behind it before she cut it off as she set the empty glass down, shaking her sheath quickly before dropping her skirt back into place. Jinx followed suit by letting the tablecloth fall, concealing the evidence, and Shaaria folded her wing back as though nothing had happened.

Nonchalantly they made their way back to the tour group, hanging around at the edge until the guide had no more questions to answer and led them elsewhere. They were led through the building and were told a few bits and pieces of the winery's history, such as notable visitors or what happened to it during major historical events, and ultimately were brought to a big room with rows of chairs set up facing one wall for some sort of presentation. As the rest of the group filed into the room, Jinx and Shaaria took the opportunity to slip away from them and go exploring on their own.

Backtracking to one of the doors they had passed in an area where they hadn't seen any staff, Shaaria gently turned the knob on the door and opened it slowly. A set of stairs leading down into the basement were swallowed up by the darkness, at least until Shaaria turned on the light. They snuck downwards, closing the door behind them, into what turned out to be a storage area, with racks and racks of barrels lining every wall and forming rows in the middle of the floor as well. Some were small casks, others were normal-sized barrels, some large ones were placed horizontally on stands, and there was one absolutely enormous barrel larger than both of them, that neither of them was sure of the purpose of. Each barrel had a label from the vineyard on it somewhere, except for the massive one, whose purpose and contents remained a mystery. Corridors led off to other parts of the basement, and they wandered down one, but it seemed largely the same with just more space to hold barrels. Even with the lights on, it was 
still fairly dark, the air cool and slightly damp.

"Wait," Shaaria said quietly, holding up a hand, one of her ear-fins wiggling a little. "Listen."

Jinx's ears swiveled, and she heard it too: they had gotten underneath the room where the presentation was being given, and they could recognize the tour guide's voice as he gave an incredibly detailed history of the winery.

"I'm glad I'm not up there," Shaaria whispered. "This is a nice place but I don't care for a completely unabridged history lesson."

Jinx gave a nod. "Agreed. We can have a lot more fun down here." She flashed a smirk at Shaaria before walking over towards one of the large barrels that was on its side, running her fingers along the top of it. It came up almost to her shoulders, and gripping it firmly she pulled herself up and managed to climb on top of it, staying crouched down a bit so she wouldn't bump her head against the ceiling. Once there, she hiked her dress up to her waist, keeping one hand on the barrel to hold herself steady.

"Quite a good view from down here," Shaaria teased as she stood behind Jinx and looked up between the kitsune's legs.

Chuckling, Jinx lifted her tails upwards and swished her hips from side to side, flaunting the bright teal of her orifices. "It'll be an even nicer view in just a moment," she promised, pushing her hips back and lowering them as she kept her tails high. Nodding in approval, Shaaria raised her skirt once again with her left hand as she took hold of her sheath with her right, having a good idea of what Jinx was about to do.

Sure enough, as Shaaria kept her eyes focused on the kitsune's teal slit, Jinx gave a soft hum, and released a narrow drizzle of her urine onto the top of the barrel, quickly picking up to a proper stream. She had her hips low enough that it only splashed a little and instead mostly poured down the barrel on both sides, leaving dark streaks in the wood. The golden fluid rippled as it flowed downwards, leaving a wider mark as a result, until it reached the bottom of the barrel and dripped off onto the floor.

Enjoying the show, Shaaria took a deep breath and relaxed as well. Her stream shot out with considerably more force and struck the flat bottom of the barrel, drumming against it and darkening the wood as well. Aiming left and right, Shaaria worked to try and cover the entire bottom of the barrel with her piss, all of the excess running downwards to drip off and mingle with Jinx's under the barrel.

"This one doesn't sound very hollow," Jinx remarked, knocking on the surface of the barrel lightly. Swishing her hips just a little bit, she made more of her pee flow down one side of the barrel briefly, then the other, back and forth, making an even bigger mess of it.

Shaaria gave a little chuckle. "The contents are safe from us, I'm sure, but the barrel itself is going to get a little hint of saltwater added to its bouquet," she joked, aiming her sheath upwards to splash the very top of the barrel's underside, making sure to darken every last bit of it.

"A touch of dragoness?" Jinx teased, lowering her hips and clenching her muscles to piss slightly harder, sending more yellow fluid cascading down the sides of the barrel.

"And a smattering of kitsune," Shaaria retorted, her tail swishing back and forth, aiming at the center of the barrel's underside and pushing out her stream with more force as well, sending more droplets spraying to the sides.

Jinx hummed in agreement, her tails flicking as she held her position for a little longer until her bladder emptied out and her stream became just a gentle trickle of droplets. Shaaria lasted a little longer, taking a step closer to the barrel as she ran dry to help as much of her piss land on the barrel as possible, even though the entire underside of it had been darkened by her fluid.

"That was quite fun indeed," Shaaria said as she shook her sheath and returned her gaze to Jinx's loins. "Any more ideas?"

"Hmm..." Jinx turned her head and looked around from her vantage point. "Oh, over there near the corner, I see something very interesting."

"How interesting?" Shaaria asked, but Jinx didn't reply, instead climbing down from the wet barrel and walking away, gesturing for the dragoness to follow. Jinx led them to a lone barrel in the corner, its lid on the ground next to it, with no label attached.

"How odd... I wonder why it hasn't been used?" Jinx wondered aloud, peering inside of the barrel. Immediately realizing the answer to her own question, she let out an "Ah" and turned the barrel, pointing towards the side. "There's a split in the wood."

"So I see," Shaaria mused. "It can't really hold any wine like that."

"Or any other liquid," Jinx agreed, leaning over the barrel a little as her tails swished and she gave Shaaria a devious look. "But I think it would hold solids perfectly well..."

Seeing where that was going, Shaaria nodded and leaned in closer. "I think so too, but how will we do this? It might fall over if we sit on the edge..."

"Not if we do it together," Jinx suggested, patting the rim of the barrel with one hand.

"Mmm, I like that idea," Shaaria agreed, walking to the opposite side of the barrel from Jinx. She paused a moment and glanced upwards, listening out, but the presentation was still going, talking about something from a hundred years ago. "And I think we have plenty of time, too."

She turned to face away from the barrel, and Jinx did the same, both of them reaching behind them to grab onto the edges of the barrel. "One... two... three," she counted down, and on three, both of them pushed themselves up into sitting positions on the barrel, Shaaria's tail sinking into the fluff of Jinx's multiple tails, Jinx's upper back pressing against Shaaria's wings. Although Shaaria's slit was positioned over the barrel, her balls were resting on the side of it, held in their lacey ball-bra.

Jinx hiked up her dress and Shaaria did the same with her skirt, then both of them took hold of the barrel again to keep steady. "This isn't the most comfortable seat," Shaaria murmured; the edge of the barrel was relatively narrow.

"No, but I don't think we'll be here for too long," Jinx teased, her tails brushing against Shaaria's own tail as well as her back and wings.

"True, true," Shaaria agreed, taking a breath. "I imagine-"

She cut herself off as she heard Jinx sigh, accompanied by a crackling sound. Smirking, Shaaria focused on trying to just join Jinx as the kitsune began voiding her bowels, letting her waste slide out as a single long log – though Shaaria soon heard a thump from underneath them as it broke off under its own weight and fell to the bottom of the barrel.

Relaxing her body, by the time a second chunk of Jinx's waste broke off and fell to the bottom, Shaaria felt her own bowels moving, her tailhole starting to spread out. The next thump inside the barrel was from a lump of Shaaria's scat hitting the wooden bottom, with Jinx's joining it a moment later, making a softer sound as it landed on top of the solid waste already there. "Mm, this feels good to let out," Shaaria murmured, steadying her breathing so that she could continue to relieve herself, her anal muscles pushing an additional chunk of poop out from her rear hole.

"Oh, yes," Jinx agreed, the length of kitsune scat still sliding out from her, sometimes slowing down for a moment and then speeding back up as her innards clenched rhythmically. Hers and Shaaria's chunks were starting to alternate, piling up on top of each other within the barrel, making softer thumping sounds each time one landed on the other. "And even better with a friend, don't you think?"

"Very much so," Shaaria said with a nod, giving a soft grunt as she voided a larger lump of waste from her sphincter. She exhaled as it finally left her, and there was a brief pause in her relief. "I enjoy this quite a lot even when it's not being done as revenge..."

"Mmm, me too." Jinx leaned her head back a little, until it bumped lightly against Shaaria's. "I assume that means you're open to more excursions like this in the future?" she asked, gasping softly as she suddenly felt the far end of her log of scat get tugged out from her by gravity, slipping from her tailhole and landing on the mound of mess in the barrel.

"Absolutely," Shaaria replied, the remaining pieces of her waste beginning to leave her as she emptied out the rest of the way. After the first one slid out from her ass and fell, she murmured, "It doesn't always have to involve this either, but it does make the outing much more fun..."

Jinx chuckled softly and reached back with one hand, patting Shaaria on the hip, listening to the last remaining lumps of dragon poop get pushed out from her and fall onto the pile of waste in the barrel, one soft thump after another until the dragoness was empty. "Of course, of course," Jinx agreed, "It's a lovely bonus, that's all. All done?"

"Yes," Shaaria replied. "Let's get down together."

They dismounted the barrel at the same time to avoid having it tip over, stepping away a little bit. Shaaria rubbed at the backs of her thighs a little where she had been sitting on the barrel, easing their soreness. Overhead, she could still hear the presentation going, and gave a hum of thought. "We should probably head back up," she suggested.

Jinx approached her with a devious look and a swish of her tails. "I think we have more time," she murmured in a sultry tone, reaching out with one hand. Tracing a fingertip down Shaaria's front, between her breasts and over her belly, she added, "And I'm not quite ready to leave yet, either..."

Shaaria gave her an inquisitive look, and Jinx got down onto her knees, before grabbing the edges of Shaaria's skirt and lifting them up so she could shove her head underneath the garment. Shaaria let out a gasp as she felt Jinx's tongue lapping across her sheath, her cockhead already peeking out most of the way after the fun they had just had, and under Jinx's attention it soon slipped free with the rest of her shaft sliding out behind it. Immediately, Jinx put her hands on Shaaria's hips and wrapped her muzzle around the dragoness's emerging shaft, suckling on it as it grew and stiffened, making Shaaria hold her mouth tightly shut to avoid making too much noise as she gave muffled moans.

Each time Jinx bobbed her head back and forth, more of the dragoness's cock was there for her to take into her muzzle, pulsing warmly in the kitsune's maw. Jinx lapped over it with her tongue, licking along the sides, slurping up the underside, and flicking her flat tongue up and down over the pointed glans at the end of Shaaria's length. Shaaria had to put both hands over her mouth to keep her moans quiet, shuddering a little, especially as Jinx moved her hands away from Shaaria's hips and onto the dragoness's heavy balls instead, feeling both of them up and caressing them.

With Shaaria's cock at its full size, filling Jinx's muzzle and reaching the back of her throat, the kitsune suckled on it even harder and bobbed her head faster, groaning around the thick, warm shaft. Preseed was leaking from the tip and onto Jinx's waiting tongue, and each time she licked it up Shaaria gave another muffled moan from the attention to her sensitive cockhead. The dragoness's spaded tail-tip danced back and forth behind her back as she shivered, her wings flexing and fanning out a bit as she basked in the pleasure Jinx was giving her, feeling the kitsune suckling firmly on her cock and keeping her head bobbing back and forth. Jinx's hands cupped those two potent balls of hers as well, only adding to the pleasure as they were teased, the kitsune's fingers stroking all over to touch as much of their surface as she could.

Suddenly, Jinx felt Shaaria's hand on the back of her head, guiding her pace of moving her head back and forth, as the dragoness began to rock her hips back and forth. "Tap my hip if you need me to stop," Shaaria whispered before putting her other hand back over her mouth, taking control of the situation. Jinx put her hands back on Shaaria's hips and held them there as the dragoness thrusted, the lavender balls swinging back and forth, thumping against Jinx's chin. Jinx kept sucking heavily as Shaaria slid her length in and out of Jinx's maw, her breaths through her nose coming faster and more heavily...

"I'm going to cum," Shaaria warned softly, then clamped her muzzle shut with her left hand, eyes shut tight. Giving a hum of acknowledgement, Jinx braced herself for it just in time. Shaaria bucked her hips more heavily once, twice, then a third time, and then hilted in Jinx's muzzle, her balls pulling upwards as they began to release. Great, thick gouts of hot dragoness cum erupted from the end of Shaaria's mouth and poured down the back of Jinx's throat, the kitsune groaning as she felt the warmth filling her belly. Over and over Shaaria's balls clenched and her cock throbbed, another heavy blast of seed shooting down Jinx's gullet, to the point where her dress became tight as her belly swelled out around the sheer volume of jizz filling her up.

Jinx held out as long as she could, enjoying the filling of cum, but she had to start tapping at Shaaria's hips before the dragoness's climax ended. Pulling her hips back, Shaaria tugged her cock free from Jinx's muzzle, bucking her hips in the air as she fired the last couple of ropes of cum onto the ground, her seed splattering on the basement floor messily, her moans still muffled by her hand.

Both of them were left panting for breath, Jinx's tails wagging as she savored the warmth in her belly, while Shaaria put her right hand out and held herself up on one of the racks of barrels. Both of them gradually recovered, and Shaaria's cock softened and slipped back into its sheath, the dragoness still a bit dazed.

Then, both of them heard chairs scraping above them. "We'd better go," Shaaria said between breaths, quickly brushing back her hair and making sure her clothes were straightened. She had to help Jinx up to her feet, her rounded belly fairly noticeable, but with any luck they could stay at the back of the group again...

They managed to catch up to the tour group just as the last person left the presentation room, and they rejoined the back of the crowd, with Shaaria keeping one wing slightly extended to hide Jinx behind. Fortunately, the tour seemed to be ending, and the guide was directing them towards the gift shop; after that the crowd began to disperse and Jinx and Shaaria both slipped away outside to the parking lot, making their way back to the kitsune's car.

"Sorry about that," Shaaria said sheepishly as Jinx unlocked the car. "But as you saw at the cocktail bar, I can be a bit... productive."

But Jinx just laughed it off and licked her lips. "There's nothing to apologize for, madam," she replied teasingly, "It was just what I was hoping for."

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"I had no idea you needed so many things to care for scales," Jinx murmured as she glanced at the armful of bottles Shaaria was holding.

Shaaria gave a small laugh. "Not all of it, there's some shampoo in here too," she commented, pointing to her hair with her free hand. "I could very much say the same for you."

Jinx chuckled, glancing down at the bottles of fur shampoo and the various brushes, combs, and other tools needed for fur care. "I want to look my best," she replied. "And my old set is getting worn out. Is that everything you needed?"

"Yes, let's go pay," Shaaria said with a nod, and they made their way to the front of the store, near where it opened to the rest of the mall. Shaaria was wearing a fairly plain blue dress while Jinx was dressed in a black and red kimono, neither of them seeing the need to wear anything overly fancy just for a shopping trip.

After making their purchases, they left the store together with their bags under their arms. "Did you need anything else?" Shaaria asked, standing close to the storefront window to let other people walk past her.

"Yes, a few things," Jinx answered, glancing around a little before starting to walk off. Shaaria followed after her, the two of them looking at the decorations and displays in the mall as they passed. It wasn't too busy; they'd deliberately come at a quiet time in the later afternoon mid-week, but well before most people started getting out of work.

Shaaria almost left Jinx behind by accident when the kitsune turned and went into a store, and she quickly backtracked to catch up. Jinx had gone into a fancy clothing store, though Shaaria gave a frown as she saw which one it was, and quickly found her friend walking among the aisles of the mostly-empty store.

"You should have said something," Shaaria said quietly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were watching me," Jinx apologized.

"I just wasn't expecting you to come in here, of all places," Shaaria explained.

Jinx raised an eyebrow, looking away from a rack of skirts. "Why's that?"

"I've been here before, unfortunately," Shaaria told Jinx in a low voice, glancing around to make sure nobody was listening. "It's very overpriced."

"Well, they are designer brands," Jinx pointed out, indicating one of the skirts, but Shaaria shook her head.

"No, they're imitations. Look closely. They're all cheap fake versions of designer clothes – but they're charging designer prices for them, and they're poorly made. I didn't notice when I first came here, and the dress I got tore open the third time I wore it."

Jinx turned and took a closer look, holding up a skirt and inspecting the tag closely, turning it over with her other hand to check the small print on it. "Hmph, you're right," she muttered with distaste, putting it back on the rack. "Thank you for warning me."

"Of course," Shaaria said with a little smile, "I wouldn't want you to get scammed. If you're looking for nice clothes, I know another store here that would work."

"I'd appreciate that. But we don't have to leave just yet..." The kitsune's tails swished behind her, and the smirk on her face made Shaaria lean in a little inquisitively. "...after all, you haven't had the chance to, shall we say... 'voice a complaint to the manager'?"

Shaaria blinked, then gave a soft chuckle as she understood Jinx's meaning, remembering how they had met at the cocktail bar. "True, true, I haven't set foot in here since," Shaaria mused, furtively glancing around the store. There were some other staff and customers, but not very many... partly from the time of day, and perhaps partly from the high prices. "Lead the way."

Turning, Jinx casually strolled through the aisles to look natural, with Shaaria following behind and feigning interest in some of the racks they passed. At the back corner of the store next to a large display of jackets, there was a plain gray door with a "Staff Only" sign in the middle of it. Jinx tried to look at the front counter to make sure the cashier wasn't looking her way, but she couldn't see it past the racks and shelves – so much the better. Pushing down the handle on the door, she opened it a little when it turned out to be unlocked, but the lights were off inside, making it unlikely that anyone was back there.

Slipping inside, Jinx listened out for a moment but saw no-one, and let Shaaria come in as well before closing the door, only then flicking on the light switch. It was clearly a storage area, with shelves of boxes and racks of spare clothes ready to be put out on display. A few open boxes had been left around, as well as hand carts for moving several boxes at once, but there was no sign of any staff – they weren't going to be doing any restocking so late in the day, after all.

"Oh, look here," Jinx said as she checked the place out, waving Shaaria over to where she was standing. 

As the dragoness joined her, she saw that Jinx was interested in a rack of what appeared to be dinner jackets, and leaned in to inspect one, brushing her fingers against it for a moment while looking at the tag. She let out a snort and muttered, "That's not silk," shaking her head in disapproval. "Some of these are so obvious, I wonder how I managed to get fooled."

She glanced over to Jinx, but the kitsune wasn't there. Instead, Jinx was standing behind Shaaria, and before Shaaria could turn, Jinx reached up and put her hands on the dragoness's shoulders. "Stay right there," she said teasingly, her tails wagging back and forth deviously.

"Just what do you have planned?" Shaaria asked, raising an eye-ridge.

"Oh, you'll see," Jinx remarked playfully, squeezing Shaaria's shoulders. She took her hands away to slip them under Shaaria's wings, then continued to slide her hands along Shaaria's sides while kneeling down behind her, stroking over her hips and then rubbing at Shaaria's rump through her dress. "Just stay still."

As Jinx lifted up the back of Shaaria's dress and slipped underneath it, the dragoness gave a little chuckle and curled her tail upwards. "That might be a little difficult if-" she began, letting out a gasp when she felt Jinx's muzzle wedge itself underneath her tail firmly, where she was wearing a pair of lacey panties made to account for her hermaphroditic nature. But not for long – after giving Shaaria's slit a smooch through the silken fabric, Jinx reached up and hooked her fingers under the waistband to tug it down, exposing Shaaria's loins and allowing her to give a longer, more determined lick across her slit.

Leaving Shaaria's panties around their owner's knees, Jinx brought her hands back up and reached around Shaaria from behind, her left hand taking hold of one of the two big, heavy dragon balls and rubbing it, while the fingers of her right hand caressed over Shaaria's sheath, teasing at the opening, fingertips brushing against the barely-exposed tip that was peeking out. With Jinx's tongue still teasing at her folds, lapping back and forth, it didn't take long for Shaaria's sheath to swell as her shaft stiffened and began sliding out. Reaching down, Shaaria quickly grabbed and lifted the front of her dress out of the way of whatever Jinx had planned, holding it up with her left hand. Her right moved down towards her cock, only for Jinx to take over instead, moving a hand from Shaaria's sheath to her length and pushing the dragoness's hand away insistently.

Panting heavily, Shaaria quickly moved her free hand to her mouth to muffle her moans as Jinx teased her even more, not just starting to stroke along her cock and fondle her sack but also licking across both of her holes now. The kitsune gave long, slow licks up Shaaria's damp slit and over her taint to her tailhole, repeating the motion over and over with her tongue, all the while keeping her hands moving to pleasure Shaaria's male assets as well.

It was quite overwhelming; Shaaria closed her eyes and took heavy breaths through her nose as she moaned into her hand, resisting the urge to buck her hips. Jinx's attention wasn't even, either – her right hand stroked quickly up and down the length of the dragoness's cock, but her left was slower and more deliberate about rubbing and caressing her balls, handling one at a time for a bit before moving to the other one. Shaaria could feel Jinx's hot breath against her loins as the kitsune teased at both of her holes, lapping over her wet pussy and then teasing more firmly at her rear entrance, the ring of muscle flexing a little against the attention.

Being pleasured in so many ways, it didn't take long for Shaaria to reach a climax, shivering and giving a muffled moan into her hand as she was too overcome to even give a warning. Jinx felt the testicle she was feeling up pull away from her hand as Shaaria's sack clenched, her cock throbbing as she began to unload. Thick ropes of dragon cum erupted from the tip of the dragoness's pulsating shaft, splattering onto the dinner jackets in front of her. Jinx continued to stroke, making a bigger mess as the splatters of jizz were sent flying, and she moved Shaaria's cock from side to side to strike as many of the garments as possible with Shaaria's seed. Letting go of Shaaria's balls, Jinx instead moved her hand to press two fingers into Shaaria's slit, feeling the soaking wet walls convulse around her digits as she wiggled them around to prolong Shaaria's climax, turning her tongue's full attention to Shaaria's sphincter, circling around her rim.

Only when Jinx felt her companion's body sag a bit and heard her let out an exhausted groan did she ease off, pulling her head away. Shaaria's loins were wet and glistening, but the mess Jinx had made of her didn't compare to the mess in front of them. Peeking through Shaaria's legs, Jinx grinned at the sight of the dinner jackets copiously coated with dragoness cum, many of them dripping onto the floor where several splatters and puddles had already formed. None of the jackets had been spared, and several boxes to the sides had been struck too, though the jackets in the middle were the most thickly laden with heavy globs of pearly white fluid.

In a daze, Shaaria lowered her hand from her mouth, panting heavily. "Goodness," she gasped out between breaths, "You... really know what you're doing."

Jinx's tails swished back and forth. "Of course, madame," she teased, stroking her fingertips down Shaaria's softening cock one last time before letting go.

For a couple of minutes they stayed there while Shaaria recovered, wiping her cocktip on the sleeve of the least-dirtied jacket before waiting for her shaft to retract back into her sheath. She took a moment to straighten her clothes as well, grabbing the first loose garment she could find to dry her loins with before pulling her panties back up, brushing her hair back into place to make herself look presentable. Only once she wasn't breathing quite so heavily and looked normal did Jinx sneak back to the door, opening it a crack and peeking out. She waited a moment, but then opened it further, holding it for Shaaria as the two of them exited back to the storefront, turning out the storage area's lights along the way.

"Shall we be off?" Shaaria whispered to Jinx once they were back in the storefront area, their departure having seemingly gone unnoticed.

"What's the rush?" Jinx replied playfully, giving Shaaria a smirk, brushing her fingertips down Shaaria's arm. "We can have a little more fun before we go... and make a few more complaints."

Shaaria picked up on what Jinx was suggesting and gave a small glance around the store. "I think I could voice a few more grievances," she agreed quietly. "Care to get us started?"

With a nod and a swish of her tails as she turned around, Jinx strode among the racks and shelves at the back of the store with Shaaria following her. Both of them were on the lookout for potential good spots to make more of a mess, and Jinx eventually found one: a square shelf that only came up to just below waist height, divided into sections with stacks of clothes in each. Jinx approached one of the corner sections where there were two side-by-side stacks of designer jeans – or jeans that were pretending to be designer, anyway.

Shaaria watched as Jinx hiked the back of her kimono up, grabbing more handfuls until her rump was exposed, and then sat down on the stacks of jeans. Spreading her legs apart, the kitsune shifted her hips back and forth until she was in position, with her teal slit over the tiny gap between the two stacks. Seeing Shaaria watching her, Jinx smirked and leaned back a little, parting her legs even more, spreading out her kimono in turn so that Shaaria could watch the action.

Inhaling a bit but otherwise keeping herself still, Jinx calmly released a golden stream from her slit that struck the very top of one of the stacks of jeans, soaking into it and darkening the fabric. Perhaps having expected it, Jinx immediately began to rock herself from side to side slowly, making the flow of piss swing back and forth from one stack to the other. Whenever it passed between the two it poured down the sides of both stacks and briefly struck the shelf under them, leaving a big wet mark on the sides of the stacks of jeans.

Back and forth Jinx rocked her hips, heavily drenching the topmost pairs of jeans, soaking them through enough that her pee ran down to the next ones along. The bottommost ones also were quite soaked as the piss that struck the shelf itself formed a puddle around the jeans, and all of the yellowed fluid that came into contact with the jeans was soaked up until the denim was completely saturated.

"Got something in mind for your turn?" Jinx asked quietly as her stream trickled off and she clenched firmly to spray out the last droplets.

"I do, I do," Shaaria murmured, nodding. Oh yes, she knew just where to go...

As soon as Jinx was done and standing back up, Shaaria wandered off towards where the dresses were kept. There were a few mannequins around but the dresses were mostly hung on racks, arranged by price, starting at 'overpriced' and only going up from there. Skimming through them, Shaaria quickly found what she was looking for: a set of dresses matching the one she had bought, that had started this whole sequence of events. They looked nice enough at first glance, with colors of ultramarine that complemented her hair, but she knew firsthand how shoddy the stitching on them was and the cheap materials they were actually made from.

So, after another surreptitious glance at her surroundings to confirm that no-one besides Jinx was in the vicinity, Shaaria lifted up the front of her dress, pinning it against her front with one arm as she pushed her panties down at the front just enough to expose her sheath. Taking hold of her sheath, Shaaria used her other hand to push one dress away from the rest at the end of the rack, and took aim.

Jinx gave a little hum of approval as she watched Shaaria start to pee, the arch of amber liquid gushing up and striking the dress. The dragoness swept her stream back and forth in a zig-zag pattern over the dress, then quickly pushed the next dress on the rack over to do the same to it. She worked her way along the rack, spraying each dress just enough to clearly mark it and soak the fabric, the dark blue material glistening under the overhead lights. But she pushed the next skirt over before she soaked the dresses too much, which meant that none of them dripped – and that, in turn, would conceal her deed for longer.

Along she went, occasionally shuffling her feet to progress along the rack, pissing on one dress after another and giving them a quick hosing, painting a jagged line of wetness along each one. She picked up the pace as she began to run dry, spraying each dress with just a line, yet despite her efforts she almost but didn't quite make it to the end of the rack before her spray abruptly lost strength. Shaaria moved her hips forward to soak the bottom of one last dress, a little splash landing on the floor as well, then she clenched out a few final spurts onto the next one and finally used the sleeve of a third to wipe her peeking cocktip dry on.

"I feel much better now, in multiple ways," Shaaria joked softly to Jinx as she turned back to the kitsune, pulling her panties back up and dropping her dress back into place. "Now, I'm assuming you want to go the whole distance...?"

Jinx couldn't hold back a grin. "You assume correctly," she teased, her many tails flicking back and forth. "Just a little more fun, then we can make our exit before anyone notices."

She beckoned with one finger for Shaaria to follow before turning and walking away with a swish of her hips, leading Shaaria right to the very back of the store. The wall itself held displays of shoes and boots, while the shelves next to the back wall were a mix of more footwear and a few displays of handbags and purses. Jinx strode towards the latter, taking in the display for a moment before bending over and picking up one of the handbags, opening it up and peeking inside.

"Not bad for the price..." she remarked, before rubbing one hand over the black surface of its exterior, her nose twitching as she held it up and sniffed the surface briefly. "...if it were real leather, or actually the brand it claims to be at a glance, that is. And it is neither."

"I'm sure you can find another use for it," Shaaria teased. Jinx lowered the opened handbag to the floor and hiked up her kimono again, this time as she squatted down over the handbag, her tails all flagging upwards together as Jinx crouched behind the display stand she had taken the handbag from.

It took just a few moments for Jinx to begin releasing her bowels, but when she did, the length of her brown waste that slid through her rear hole surged out quickly due to the pose she was holding, It quickly struck the bottom of the handbag and began to coil up inside of it, and Jinx exhaled a little over the soft crackling sound of her log of scat exiting her, sliding out in one continuous length.

"How do you do that, anyway?" Shaaria asked quietly as Jinx gradually filled the handbag with poop. "All at once like that?"

"Kitsune magic, madame," Jinx remarked playfully, and didn't elaborate any further. Instead she shifted her hips back and forth slightly to allow the coiling waste surging from her sphincter to pile up more evenly within the bag instead of all in the middle, panting softly, her legs trembling a little. With her waste sliding out from her tailhole so quickly, it didn't take long before the far end of her log slipped free from her sphincter and she let out a soft gasp, waiting just a brief moment before reaching down and snapping the fastening on the handbag closed. Grabbing the strap, she returned it to the shelf where she had taken it from, and straightened her kimono out while giving Shaaria an expectant look.

"I know, I know," Shaaria murmured, considering her options. At the back of the store they were well-hidden from view, and had the space to themselves. She could go elsewhere, but it would be riskier. So perhaps something else at the far end...?

Her eyes settled on all the footwear displayed on the back wall. Maybe not ideal, but it would certainly work. The dress shoes and high-heels wouldn't work very well, but the boots on the other hand...

Walking over and picking up one of the boots on display, Shaaria raised an eye-ridge just from a glance at the price tag, then rubbed her fingers against the fur lining at the top – fake fur lining, she was not surprised to discover. The holes for the laces were slightly out of alignment too, and with a small snort, she put the boots back where she found them.

There were plenty more pairs, and most importantly, there were some on the bottommost part of the display, barely an inch above the rest of the floor. Turning away from them, Shaaria reached under the back of her skirt and lifted it up, sliding her panties down to her knees before backing up and lowering her hips to squat over the boots while Jinx stood close by, watching the proceedings. She took some time to line herself up properly, reaching behind her with one hand as her wings spread out for balance, holding onto the nearest boot so that she could judge her positioning properly. Then, satisfied, she put both hands on her knees and kept steady as she relaxed her rectal muscles.

She didn't direly need to empty herself so it took a moment for her to begin, but then, just like Jinx, once her scat began to get pushed from her ass it came quickly due to the squatting position she was holding. A chunk of her firm waste was shoved out of her rear hole and fell into the boot she was positioned over, thumping quietly on the bottom of it. Then another, and another, in rapid succession, the dragoness's lumps of shit falling from under her tail and into the inside of the boot. After another chunk of dragon scat was voided from her ass, Shaaria clenched and shifted to the side slightly to go for the other boot, relaxing once more...

But as she resumed where she left off and another lump of her waste left her, Shaaria heard a much firmer thump sound from behind her, making her clench again in reflex. "You missed," Jinx teased playfully in a quiet tone. "You're too far forward."

"How unladylike of me," Shaaria joked as she adjusted her position, taking another breath before continuing to empty her bowels, but she was already getting close to empty. Several smaller pieces and lumps of her poop fell into the boot one after another, and after she was empty Shaaria stood back up, pulling her panties back into place. Glancing back, she saw that she had indeed missed with one dark brown chunk, which was lying on the display next to the boots. "We'd better leave quickly, that won't go unnoticed for long," Shaaria whispered.

"Yes, but we did everything we wanted to," Jinx pointed out, grinning widely. She turned and they headed towards the front of the store, slipping back out without drawing attention to themselves to get back to their shopping trip.

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Shaaria took a sip from her wine and set the glass back down on the table before returning her attention to her food, eager to dig in. Not just because the pasta both looked and smelled delicious, especially with the lobster pieces mixed in – but because conversation was getting increasingly difficult. Jinx was sitting at the opposite square of the small table from Shaaria, next to one of the walls in the fancy restaurant, and they still had to raise their voices a little to hear each other. Many tables in the middle of the restaurant had been pushed together to accommodate a large group – a bachelor party of some kind, it seemed – and while they weren't going out of their way to be loud, it was natural that such a large group was going to cause a ruckus.

It could have been much worse, so Shaaria didn't let it get to her. They were both dressed up nicely again, with Shaaria in a green silk dress and matching sleeves, while Jinx was wearing a sleek black dress the same color as her fur that draped down both in front and behind her, leaving the sides of her legs exposed. Both were wearing a modest assortment of jewelry, and the restaurant itself was just as nice – with long silk tablecloths that reached down to the floor, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and a good selection of wines to go with the food.

It had taken a bit longer than usual for their food to arrive on account of the huge group, so both of them immediately abandoned their attempts to talk over the background noise and dug in, with Jinx cutting pieces off the lasagna on her plate while Shaaria ate pieces of her penne one after another. It tasted good; they would have to return again some night when they would actually be able to hear the music and enjoy a calmer atmosphere.

Halfway through the meal, Jinx felt a growing need in her belly and looked up from her food to glance around the restaurant. There were bathrooms, of course, but they were all the way on the other end of the restaurant, past the enormous group and all of the tables that had been pushed together. Their long wait for food had given her lots of time to drink from the water and wine they were given, and predictably enough her bladder was quite full. She certainly COULD get around all of the chaos to get to the bathroom, but...

Jinx glanced over towards Shaaria, who was looking at Jinx while sipping from her own wineglass. She asked Jinx something, but it was lost in the noise, so Jinx raised a hand and held it behind one of her ears. "Looking for something?" Shaaria asked again, louder this time.

The kitsune gave a little smirk and leaned forwards, waiting as Shaaria brought her head closer as well. "The bathrooms," Jinx told her, cupping her hands around her muzzle to make it easier for Shaaria to hear her.

Shaaria gave a nod of understanding and gestured, indicating Jinx could go. But Jinx merely smirked and shuffled her chair a little closer, prompting the dragoness to raise an eye-ridge curiously. She got the idea, though, when Jinx shifted to sit at the very edge of her chair and reached downwards, pulling the tablecloth over her lap completely. Shaaria couldn't see it directly but from the motions of Jinx's hands it seemed she was moving the front part of her dress out of the way.

Shaaria sipped from her drink again, taking the opportunity to look around a little more, but the staff were very busy elsewhere in the restaurant. She spread her own legs apart under the table to make sure they didn't get splashed, watching Jinx closely. The kitsune's eyes lidded and her ears flicked a little as she smiled, and under the table, Jinx began to release a golden stream from her slit that splashed onto the thick carpeting between her feet. The noise of it was completely lost in the background, her mischievous deed going completely unnoticed – and Shaaria only knew the truth because of her previous encounters with Jinx.

So, feeling a little mischievous herself, Shaaria also shifted forwards, pulling the tablecloth over her lap on her side as well. Her feet bumped against Jinx's legs and she moved her legs back just a bit in response, but kept herself sat at the edge of her seat, her tail threaded through the gap in the back of the chair. Subtly moving one hand under the table while keeping her other hand busy with her fork so that she wouldn't look suspicious at a glance, Shaaria tugged the front part of her dress aside to expose her loins, wearing a pair of lacey blue panties underneath. She carefully teased her sheath out from them without pulling them down, taking aim by pointing her sheath forward and leaning towards Jinx a little bit.

The whole time she was doing that, Jinx was still going, casually relieving her bladder underneath the table. Her urine continued to soak into the carpet, which was thick enough that the rain of her piss didn't even form a puddle on top of it, instead drenching the fibers and spreading out from there. She kept herself as still as possible to focus her pee in one spot to saturate it as much as she could with her warm yellow liquid. She was keeping her tails downwards, too, even as they swished from how much she was enjoying getting away with peeing under the table, and had her eyes fixed on Shaaria as the dragoness got herself into a similar position.

When Shaaria opened the floodgates, her stream traveled upwards and struck the underside of the table, drumming on the wood. Both of them could just barely hear the sound, but anyone who wasn't at or right next to the table would be completely unable to hear. Shaaria smirked a little as she relaxed visibly, her wings flexing slightly, glancing back at Jinx. Both of them had their eyes on the other as they each pissed under the table, and while Jinx was content to soak one spot as thoroughly as she could, Shaaria's hand deftly pointed her sheath and the cocktip peeking from it back and forth, spraying the underside of the table more thoroughly. Almost all of her urine dripped back down onto the carpet between them, hidden from view by the tablecloth, soaking the fibers indirectly and making a much wider mess than what Jinx was creating.

Since she had started first, Jinx's stream waned well before Shaaria's, and the kitsune let it run dry, a few more droplets splashing the previously-dry part of the carpet between herself and the big wet patch she had created. Her clenches to get the last drops out struck that same gap, and once she was done Jinx took her napkin from beside her plate and reached under the tablecloth, dabbing it against her slit before folding up the napkin and returning it to where she had taken it.

Shaaria continued to empty her bladder after Jinx was done, listening to the way the drumming sound of her stream changed as she moved it around, even if she could only just barely hear it. When she felt that she was running low she clenched to stop her stream for just a moment, shifted and aimed downwards, then let the rest of her urine gush directly onto the already-wet part of the carpet in front of her. It made no sound she could hear, but she certainly felt the relief well enough, and when she was almost empty she clenched to bring her stream back up again briefly before the last of her golden fluid left her and landed on the carpet. Like Jinx had done, Shaaria took her napkin, drying her cocktip on it before folding the cloth to hide the wet spot, then pulling her dress back into place.

With their secret relief obtained, both of them went back to their meal in relative peace. The big group left while they were waiting for the check, and the difference in noise was immediate: they could both hear themselves talk without having to raise their voices and they could even hear the sounds coming from the kitchen every time the swinging doors were pushed open.

"Much better, don't you think?" Shaaria asked rhetorically as she leaned back in her chair.

"Mmm, but we still had a fun time," Jinx observed. Shaaria couldn't resist a chuckle, and gave a small nod. Once the bill arrived, she paid for it, insisting that she repay Jinx for taking her to the winery. As they got up, both of them took the chance to look under the table and see what they had wrought – a big and very wet spot for Jinx, and a more spread-out wet patch for Shaaria. It had been long enough that droplets were falling from the underside of the table very rarely, now.

"But I do need to go to the bathroom before we go," Jinx said, snatching up one of the mints that they had been given and unwrapping it.

"Good idea," Shaaria agreed, taking a mint for herself. Although all the tables and chairs from the big group were still in the way, with the crowd of people gone, traversing the space was much easier. They slipped into the women's bathrooms together, but they certainly seemed worse for wear, with wet spots on the tiled floors and paper towels littering a few seemingly random spots. "Oh dear," Shaaria murmured as she saw the state of the place. There didn't seem to be anyone else inside, at least, as all of the stall doors were open.

"Doesn't seem like they've been able to clean in here," Jinx observed. "What with being so busy."

"Well, either way, I'm going to actually use a toilet this time," Shaaria told Jinx, heading towards the biggest stall and pushing the door open.

"Mm, suit yourself, I'm going to have some fun since this place is dirty anyway," Jinx teased, flicking her tails back and forth, stepping forward slowly. She got distracted, however, when she heard the sound of scraping ceramic from the stall Shaaria was in, and noticed that the dragoness hadn't closed the door.

Curious, Jinx walked over and peered around the corner to see that Shaaria had removed the lid of the cistern on the toilet and set it down on the toilet seat itself. She was backing up towards it from the side, with her dress pulled up and out of the way, and her panties were around her knees. Chuckling, Jinx remarked, "I thought you said you were going to use the toilet."

"Am I not?" Shaaria replied with a smirk, curling her tail up high as she positioned her rump over the now-open cistern, her wings folded closely against her back. She was bent forward slightly, and spread her legs a little, getting as close as she could without actually touching the cistern.

"I suppose you are, madame," Jinx conceded, watching the proceedings, and lifting the back of her own dress out of the way as she backed up to one of the sinks, sitting on the edge of it. With Shaaria standing at the side of the toilet, Jinx had a fairly clear view as Shaaria let out a soft groan and began to empty her bowels, though the chunk of her waste was pushed out slowly on account of the pose she was holding. Once halfway out it slipped from her hole and into the cistern, splashing in the water there, and Shaaria gave a soft gasp as a brief moment elapsed before the second bit of scat began to emerge from under her tail.

Jinx, meanwhile, took a breath and relaxed enough to begin her own release, her tails brushing against the mirror as they raised upwards. Her sphincter relaxed and the end of her brown log slid out and into the bowl of the sink, leaving her with more ease than Shaaria was having. The far end of the length of scat touched the drain and began to curl up, neatly at first but then haphazardly as Jinx continued voiding her bowels into the porcelain sink, gradually covering the bottom with her poop.

Shaaria took heavy breaths and clenched a little bit to help her waste out of her, one firm lump after another getting shoved out from her ass and into the toilet cistern. Only the first few splashed audibly, the ones after that much more quietly as her droppings began piling up, even though it was raising the water level inside the tank. Jinx could only see each chunk of dragon poop briefly before it fell out of view for her, but she watched what she could of the show intently regardless as she continued to fill the sink, her continuous length of kitsune scat crackling in the air as it left her body. Jinx's shit continued to pile up on itself, spreading out within the sink unevenly, and she gave a low hum from the feeling of her release.

Jinx finished first, but not because she had less to give – when the far end of her length of poop slid out from her ass and her tailhole clenched closed, she had filled the sink up to the height of the overflow drain. Shaaria was still going just from the difficulty of the position she was in, but she was quite intent to fully empty her bowels into the cistern, holding the pose as the chunks of her waste became a little lighter in color. The last one fell from her, and Shaaria stood up straight as she relaxed, casting a glance back; one half of the cistern was filled to the brim with a pile of dragon poop, the other half holding all of the water at a much higher level than it had been before she started.

Smirking, she put the lid back on the cistern, then strode out to the sinks. "Seems like you did have some fun while I was busy," Shaaria teased as she washed the dust off her hands at a different sink to the one Jinx had used.

Jinx gave a little grin, tails flicking deviously. "I couldn't help myself, I was enjoying the show you put on," she remarked playfully.

"A pity I didn't get to see yours, but I'm glad you enjoyed it," Shaaria replied, turning and drying her hands on some paper towels. "Now let's head off, the night is still young..."

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Shaaria pushed open the curtain to a pair of box seats at the theater and let out a sigh of relief. "Good, they still haven't started yet," she said quietly as she took her seat, with Jinx settling in to her left. Both of them were dressed in their best, with Shaaria wearing a sleeveless, ankle-length, daffodil-yellow satin dress with ruffles of fabric along the top part of it. Jinx, meanwhile, was wearing a fine, black silk kimono decorated with a depiction of the changing seasons going around the middle of it. Shaaria had strings of pearls around her neck and wrists with little golden bands on her horns and the claws of her wings, and Jinx wore several rings, multiple necklaces, and earrings with flower-shaped decorations on each.

The theater itself was a moderately-sized one with rows upon rows of seats down in the main area, with all of the seat cushions and walls in various dark shades of red. All of the wood for the seats, walls and balcony was a dark mahogany, and a grand chandelier was the centerpiece of the room – when there wasn't a performance on stage drawing more attention, at least.

The box seats were staggered in a zig-zag pattern going up both side walls of the theater, and though they didn't have the highest ones on the left wall, they had a commanding view of the stage nonetheless, as well as the area in front of the stage where the musicians were settling in. The border around the box seat area was waist-high, and the staggered layout of the box seats meant they couldn't see any others on their side. The reverse held true as well, giving them a substantial amount of privacy – factors that Shaaria took into consideration as she shifted in her seat.

"They're going to be starting any minute," Shaaria said, leaning over towards Jinx and dropping her voice to a whisper. "I need your help with something first."

"What sort of help?" Jinx asked, though from the side-glance and smirk she gave Shaaria, it seemed like she had an idea.

"Could I borrow your mouth for a little bit?" Shaaria asked teasingly in a low voice. "I didn't get to pee before we left and thanks to the traffic, I don't have time now..."

Jinx gave a little chuckle, glancing down towards the stage. "Of course. You wouldn't want to miss the beginning, would you, madame?"

"Certainly not," Shaaria agreed. Reaching down, she grabbed handfuls of her dress and pulled them upwards, spreading her legs but otherwise maintaining her posture in the seat. Jinx glanced across the theater to the box seats opposite, then pretended she had dropped something and ducked down behind the divider at the front of the box seats before turning to face Shaaria.

Shaaria had only raised her dress up to her knees, so Jinx leaned forward and wedged her head underneath it, hiding her shoulders and everything above them beneath the yellow satin. The dragoness's loins were covered with fine silken panties of a slightly paler color than her dress, and Jinx slipped her hands beneath Shaaria's dress in order to pull them down, only lowering the fabric enough to expose Shaaria's sheath. The very tip of the dragoness's cock was peeking out from it, and Jinx leaned in and gave it a soft lick with her tongue, before wrapping her maw around the entire lavender-scaled sheath and waiting.

She didn't have to wait long. Jinx felt a hand come down softly on the back of her head, holding her in place, and Shaaria gave a soft sigh a moment before the roof of Jinx's mouth was sprayed with urine. Hot, salty, and with a distinctly draconic taste to it, Jinx was quick to begin swallowing it down, keeping her tails down and out of sight as they wagged. Shaaria did her best to keep her expression neutral despite her relief and the pleasant feeling of having a muzzle around her sheath, stroking the top of Jinx's head through the fabric of her dress.

Jinx's tongue flicked through the golden stream a little, splashing it around in her mouth as she drank, the tip of her tongue grazing Shaaria's exposed cocktip and making the dragoness inhale sharply. Gulp after gulp disappeared down Jinx's throat, her hands resting on Shaaria's thighs as the dragoness continued to relieve herself, her stream still going strong as it sprayed into Jinx's waiting maw and splashed across her tongue...

Things suddenly got quieter, and Shaaria released Jinx's head, grunting softly as she clenched her muscles and cut off her stream. "They're starting!" Shaaria hissed, squirming in her seat a little after stopping mid-pee. "That will have to do. Thank you."

Jinx licked up one leftover drop of piss before extracting herself from under Shaaria's dress, finding that the lights in the main part of the theater had darkened considerably. The curtain over the theater stage was beginning to rise and Jinx quickly got back into her seat, licking her lips and joining in with the applause from the audience as the play began.

It was a play Shaaria was familiar with, though she had never seen a live performance, and Jinx had only ever heard of it. For quite some time both of them watched, enraptured, enjoying the play and its occasional songs. As it went on, it was Jinx's turn to shift and wriggle in her seat gradually more urgently, though she did her best to hide it as she watched the actors on stage putting on a performance.

Eventually the first act drew to a close, and the lights brightened as the curtain fell to allow for the first intermission. Shaaria noticed Jinx's constant shifting in her seat and leaned over. "Are you all right?"

"Oh, I'm fine, but now I'm the one who needs some relief," she murmured in answer. "And quite badly, as well, after the favor I gave you earlier."

Smirking, Shaaria glanced down at the large numbers of people getting up from their seats to head for the exits. "I suspect you're not the only one in need of relief," Shaaria observed, and gave Jinx a wry smile. "So perhaps we should find somewhere else for you to go?"

"Exactly what I was thinking," Jinx agreed as she stood up, shifting from one foot to the other.

Together they left the box and went back into the corridor, where staircases ran up and down to give access to all the box seats on that side of the theater. The corridors were much more brightly-lit with only paintings and pictures on the white-and-gold walls for decoration, and it was vastly quieter outside of the box seats than it was on the ground floor. They made their way downstairs, but rather than head towards the front of the building where the bathrooms were, they went further into the back.

Most of the doors they came to were locked, but one of them was not, and after a quick check to make sure the coast was clear, Shaaria slipped inside with Jinx right behind her. Flicking on the light, she revealed a storage room, though one that seemed far less frequently used. Some of the stage pieces and decorations clearly had not been touched in some time, many collecting dust and others with sheets thrown over them that were showing their age. Pieces of a ship – or at least a stage decoration resembling one – were propped up on the back wall, dividers and fake scenery elements had been left here and there, and there were many boxes of smaller objects and props stacked up.

Jinx hurried forwards towards one rough stack of boxes. At one corner there was only a single crate, and inside were many costumes – old ones, though. Perhaps for some play no longer performed, or left behind by traveling performers. Once-fancy costumes that, at a glance, looked like they were maids and swashbucklers and so forth. But a glance was all Jinx gave them as she turned away and began opening up her kimono, pulling the back part of it aside and out of the way as she sat on the corner of the box. Lifting her tails up high as she stuck her hindquarters out over the contents of the box, her loins were bare as she hadn't been wearing anything else underneath the kimono, both of her brightly-colored holes easy for Shaaria to spot.

Immediately letting out a soft moan of relief, Jinx kept her kimono held well out of the way as she started relieving herself. A torrent of urine gushed from her pussy and onto the topmost costume, soaking into frilly white lace and black fabric alike, but only for a second. The flow of her piss waned substantially, but kept going as her teal tailhole yawned wide around the end of the log of scat beginning to breach it from within, surging out of her rapidly. Its movement slowed just as the end touched the topmost costume, and her stream picked back up powerfully, hosing down the costume beneath her and sending stray droplets to rain down around everything close to her loins as well.

Back and forth it went as she emptied both bowels and bladder simultaneously: one would yield to the other, but not for long. When the coiling brown snake was shoved from her ass, Jinx's stream became just a trickle, and when her yellowed fluid sprayed strong and hosed down the inner edge of the box, her solid waste progressed almost imperceptibly, mostly pulled down by gravity. All the while Jinx gave a series of moans with her eyes partly closed as she reveled in the relief, and the sight and sound of the performance before her had quite an effect upon Shaaria, watching from the side.

Jinx's relief continued, her poop piling up upon itself as her heavy spray of piss soaked through the clothes and spread out from the utterly drenched maid uniform that had borne the brunt of her torrent of piss. Her bowels emptied first, the far end of that great unbroken length of scat slipping from her hole, which clenched closed as her waste fell onto itself to finish the large pile. Her bladder continued a bit longer, before trickling off much more steadily as she ran dry, and Jinx panted softly from the intense relief she had just experienced as she clenched and squeezed out a final few spurts of urine.

"I'd ask for an encore if I could," Shaaria joked, tugging at the frilly collar of her dress with one finger. The front of her dress was tented quite prominently, something Jinx immediately noticed when she glanced over at her companion.

"I'm glad you found my performance so enjoyable," Jinx teased, swishing her tails as she stood up.

"Quite so," Shaaria mused, glancing down to her own concealed erection. "The intermission has only just started... would you care for a little fun before we head back to our seats?"

"That sounds lovely, madame," Jinx replied lustfully. Leaving the front of her kimono open, she walked with wide sways of her hips and tails as she moved to the nearest accessible part of the wall, facing it and putting her hands on it while still holding part of her kimono in one hand. With her hindquarters exposed as a result, she cast a sultry glance over her shoulder, wiggling her hips and keeping them stuck out, teasing Shaaria as the dragoness drew closer.

Admiring the presentation, Shaaria used one hand to pull the front of her dress upwards, the other hand reaching under it to lower her panties further. Her cock was sticking out of her sheath just over the top of her panties, bobbing in the air as she walked.

"An excellent view," Shaaria murmured, stopping just behind Jinx. She pushed her panties down more firmly, letting them fall to her ankles, and then slipped just one foot out from them. With one hand now free, she stroked across the curves of Jinx's rump up and down briefly, before taking hold of her cock firmly. Her other hand raised her dress up to her mouth where she gently bit into it to hold it up and out of the way, as well as to free up her other hand so that she could keep a teasing grip on Jinx's hips.

Jinx let out a soft gasp moments later as Shaaria's cocktip met Jinx's pussy and pushed into her folds, gradually sliding inside. "Aah, madame," Jinx suddenly began, panting softly, "If you're going to do that, then when you're going to finish please either pull out, or switch to my tailhole and finish there. Dragons are... rather well known for breeding with anything, and you are... very productive." To emphasize her last comment she briefly reached between her legs and stroked her fingertips over the front of Shaaria's heavy ballsack.

In response, Shaaria gave a low chuckle as she brought her body close to Jinx's back, giving a quiet hum as she sank her entire shaft into Jinx's slit until the tip of it was resting against the kitsune's cervix. "Oh, I agree, don't you worry," Shaaria said slowly around the corner of her dress she was holding in her teeth, "I never have sex this way. There's something else I need to take care of first before I switch holes, though – I have to finish what I started earlier..."

As she spoke, she began to relax her body, and slid her hands up Jinx's sides and around to her front, reaching within Jinx's open kimono to cup her breasts. After taking a deep breath, Shaaria exhaled through her nose and squeezed gently at Jinx's body as the kitsune felt wet warmth suddenly erupt within her loins. Some of Shaaria's golden gift flowed back down through Jinx's teal tunnels and dripped from her slit, but most of it sprayed through into Jinx's womb, gushing into the kitsune's innermost chamber. Shaaria moaned in relief as Jinx groaned out from the sensations, leaning back against the dragoness behind her while Shaaria peed deep within Jinx's body.

Shaaria held herself still except to grind forward slightly, trying to get as much of her urine into Jinx's depths as she could. Idly, her hands teased at Jinx's breasts, stroking up and down them softly and occasionally giving one a heft or a squeeze. Leaning in closer, Shaaria nuzzled softly at Jinx's neck as she filled Jinx's womb to the brim with hot dragon piss, while Jinx panted heavily in arousal and moved one hand to her belly to rub over it, feeling the hot fluid within her and the outline of Shaaria's shaft in her tunnels.

"There, that's much better..." Shaaria murmured around her dress as she finished up, taking a moment to force out a couple of extra spurts of piss before withdrawing from Jinx's slit. Her cock was wet and glistening, not merely from her own fluids but almost entirely from Jinx's nectar, the kitsune's walls wet with arousal after that experience. Some of Shaaria's urine dripped down onto the floor between Jinx's legs, but most of it remained within the kitsune's depths, as Shaaria shifted and lined her tip up with the smaller, tighter hole a couple inches above the one she had just used.

Jinx returned to having both hands on the wall as she felt Shaaria's cocktip nudging against her sphincter, and both of them moaned out together as Shaaria pushed her hips forward a moment later. The dragoness's pointed glans spread out Jinx's rear hole steadily until it reached the crown and popped inside, making them both gasp out. From there, Shaaria eased her shaft, covered in Jinx's pussy juice, into the kitsune's anal passages, feeling them squeezing snugly around her sensitive flesh and making her give quiet groans. Jinx, meanwhile, trembled against the wall as she felt that thick dragon shaft reaching deeper and deeper under her tail, spreading and stretching her insides.

Once she had hilted, Shaaria remained in place for a moment to let Jinx adjust to the girth within her rear. The dragoness rested her head on Jinx's shoulder, pressing her satin-covered breasts up against Jinx's back, while Jinx breathed deeply and tried to relax her body as much as she could, feeling Shaaria's cock throbbing against her anal walls. As riled up as the dragoness was, she was looking out for Jinx too, waiting until the kitsune was ready to continue. And soon enough, she was.

"Go ahead, madame," Jinx whispered softly, flicking her tails against Shaaria's front.

Acknowledging with a lustful growl, Shaaria pulled her hips back to partly withdraw her cock from Jinx's ass, only to reverse course and slide her shaft back into those tight confines again, repeating the motion as she settled into a rhythm. Her upper body and hands remained in place as she held onto Jinx tightly, curling her wings forward too to partly embrace her with those as well as she rocked her hips to steadily thrust into Jinx's rear. Jinx moaned out and rocked her hips backwards, doing her best to do so in time with Shaaria's movements, giving voluntary clenches of her rectal muscles on occasion when the dragoness pressed inwards.

"Mmhh..." Shaaria murmured, her teeth still tightly holding the edge of her dress. "We'll have to do this again when we're not so pressed for time..." As her cock slid back and forth, she leaked precum into Jinx's tunnels, adding to the slickness there to make it easier for her to move. "You're wonderfully tight, I definitely want a second round at home some time."

Jinx panting breaths grew heavier, struggling to keep herself held up even with the wall to brace herself against. Her slit was leaking her juices in addition to occasional drops of Shaaria's urine, the lingering warmth from the golden fluid in her womb only adding to her lust. "Oh, yes..." she groaned out, trembling against Shaaria's embrace, "I'll invite you over to my home, aaah...! And we can have even more fun there..."

Hearing that proposition, Shaaria gave a deep hum of appreciation and leaned further forward, holding Jinx firmly against her front as she began to thrust properly, her hips smacking against the kitsune's black-furred ass. "I'm already looking forward to it if it's anywhere near as good as this feels...!" she groaned out to Jinx, pulling her hips further back to ram more of her length into the kitsune on each stroke, stretching her tight anal tunnels on each thrust. Every time she hilted, her heavy balls swung forward and slapped against Jinx's drenched pussy, only pleasuring the both of them even more.

Any other words were lost to pants and groans as Shaaria pounded away. The storage room was filled not just with the sounds of their bodies coming together and their pleasured noises, but also the rustling of their clothes, the rattling of Shaaria's strings of pearls, and the jangling sound of the necklaces Jinx wore. Shaaria's spaded tail swung back and forth while Jinx's tails flicked between the two of them, both lost in pleasure.

As much as Shaaria wanted it to last, she knew they only had a limited amount of time. She slowed down briefly to recover her stamina, taking heavy breaths through her nose, then leaned forward and tightened her grip on Jinx: squeezing her breasts, pressing against her back, and keeping her arms held to the kitsune's side. Her hips became a blur as she jackhammered at Jinx's rear hole, pistoning her throbbing cock in and out of that teal tunnel, her sheath kissing Jinx's sphincter on each hilting. It was too much for the kitsune, who began to moan, until Shaaria reached up and clapped a hand over her muzzle, muffling the noise. Jinx trembled from the force of her orgasm, her eyes shut tight, and her pussy squirting more juices onto the floor while her ass clenched and rippled around Shaaria's rod of flesh.

And that, in turn, set off the dragoness, as she pounded into the spasming tightness of Jinx's anal cavity. She felt her climax approaching, and buried her muzzle against Jinx's neck as she made her final thrusts to go over the edge, before hilting one last time. Shaaria trembled and shuddered heavily against Jinx's quivering body, joining her companion in orgasmic bliss, her eyes shutting tightly.

Cum erupted into Jinx in a rope so thick and heavy that it hadn't fully finished by the time the next one came. Shaaria's tail lashed, her wings flapped, and she continued to unload, her cock throbbing hard as her balls clenched, pulling upwards in their sack. Every time they did she shot another thick wad of dragon seed into Jinx's tailhole, that tight orifice holding in every drop. Each blast of jizz overwhelmed the tail-end of the previous one, sending a continuous flow of hot, thick cum into the shuddering, moaning kitsune, filling her up from behind, her noises muffled by Shaaria's hand.

Eventually they both came down from their peaks and Shaaria released Jinx's muzzle, letting both of them pant heavily for breath in recovery. Jinx felt incredibly full, and reached down, rubbing over her belly and finding that it had swollen out from the amount of cum Shaaria had just filled her with. Not that she minded – the afterglow was appropriately intense after all that, and the heat inside of her was a lovely feeling, especially combined with the lingering warmth still in her womb. Shaaria lowered her hands to give Jinx a much gentler cuddle from behind, and nuzzled softly at her neck.

"That was amazing," Shaaria gasped out between heavy breaths.

"It was," Jinx agreed, too dazed to be any more poetic than that.

"Give me a minute, then we can clean up," Shaaria murmured. "I'm sure there's more clothes we can use for that... good thing we have box seats, nobody will notice this."

She brushed a hand over Jinx's cum-filled, bloated belly, and the kitsune leaned back against Shaaria, humming softly. "Yes... I'm going to savor it," she said quietly, "And look forward to feeling it again..."

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Jinx unlocked the front door of her house and pushed the door open, stepping back and waving Shaaria in ahead of her as she slipped her keys back into her purse. "You first, madame," she said invitingly, giving Shaaria a smile. Both of them were wearing their cocktail dresses again, after a successful outing to a lovely and fancy cocktail bar as part of their hunt for new places to go.

Folding her wings more closely against her back as she passed by Jinx, Shaaria stepped inside and slipped out of her fancy shoes, leaving them near the door. "Thank you," she said as Jinx followed her in, closing the door. "I had a wonderful time."

Jinx chuckled, locking the door and turning with a sweep of her tails. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, that bar is a favorite of mine. But the night is still young yet," she teased in a lowered voice, reaching over and stroking her fingers up Shaaria's exposed back, around her wing bases.

"True, true," Shaaria concurred, straightening up and curling her tail to brush the spaded tip of it against one of Jinx's legs. "From the sound of it, you had something specific in mind?"

Smirking, the kitsune walked on ahead of Shaaria, her departure and the wagging of her tails answering the question plainly enough. Shaaria followed after her, going up the stairs of Jinx's house to the second floor, following the kitsune down the hall and into her bedroom.

Jinx had already turned the lights on, allowing Shaaria to get a good look. Over in one corner was Jinx's double bed, looking quite comfortable with its thick and neatly-arranged blankets, and Jinx had dropped her purse on the floor by the foot of the bed. A closet was set into the wall opposite the foot of the bed, with a laundry hamper between the closet doors and the window. A large chest of drawers was placed against the wall to the side of the bed, and a bookshelf next to that. A plush single-seater chair next to a floor lamp rounded out the room, and as Shaaria looked around, Jinx walked over to the closet and opened the door.

"You have a lovely place," Shaaria told Jinx.

"Not as fancy as yours, but thank you," Jinx replied, glancing over her shoulder with a smirk. Teasingly, she went on, "Don't mind me, I'm just slipping into something a little more comfortable," and reached behind her to unzip her cocktail dress, sliding the sequined garment off of her body. She wore nothing underneath, so Shaaria watched as the kitsune's black fur was exposed to her, the teal parts of her fur and body standing out as highlights. Her teal nipples protruded from the fur over her breasts, her netherlips were easily visible between her legs, and the tips of her ears and tail all stood out too.

"Not a bad idea," Shaaria murmured, getting a good idea of where things were going. She slipped the straps of her cocktail dress from one shoulder, and then the other, allowing it to fall down her body to her ankles smoothly, exposing most of her body. She had a matching pair of a lacey black bra and ball-bra on underneath, both of which soon joined her dress on the floor, leaving her just as naked as Jinx, her breasts, balls and sheath all on display with the rest of her body.

"Much more comfortable," Jinx agreed, her eyes roaming over Shaaria's body as the dragoness gazed at her in return.

Shaaria smirked and reached up behind her head to untie her hair, letting it fall down her back loosely, the long blue tresses reaching down to Shaaria's waist. "If you wanted to look, you could have just asked," she said to Jinx in a mischievous tone.

"I do want to look, after a fashion," Jinx replied deviously, stepping to the middle of her room. "I was hoping you might put on a good show for me..."

Putting one hand on her hip and pushing it out, she watched Jinx's eyes flick downwards, following the movement of Shaaria's hips, and her balls as they rolled against her inner thighs. "I always enjoy that, but... here, in your room?" she asked to clarify.

"Yes, madame," Jinx answered, giving a nod. Sweeping one arm around to gesture to her surroundings, she went on, "Feel free to make a mess of whatever you like, however you like, so long as you let me watch. Don't worry about the mess – I'll take care of it. But I would very much enjoy the chance to admire you in private, and without having to worry about anyone potentially finding us for once."

"Well, if I have your permission, then who am I to decline such an offer?" Shaaria replied, her eyes darting around the room as she evaluated her options. "I will be leaving the bed alone, though. I think we might need it afterwards."

"That might be wise," Jinx agreed, her tails wagging eagerly at the thought.

Smirking, Shaaria took slow, deliberate steps over to Jinx's dresser, sliding her hand over the top edge of it. "Find a good seat," she remarked teasingly, reaching down and pulling open the bottom two drawers. The bottommost one held only undergarments, socks, stockings and the like, while the middle one, just below the height of Shaaria's waist, seemed to hold casual summer wear such as t-shirts and skirts.

Stepping close to the open drawers, Shaaria rested her left hand on her hip and took hold of her sheath with her right, pulling it back slightly to expose a little more of the head of her cock. She folded her wings close to her back again as Jinx moved around to her side, leaning over a little to watch closely. Shaaria didn't keep her waiting too long, letting out a weak stream of urine onto the top of a stack of t-shirts, the golden liquid immediately beginning to pick up strength – at least until Shaaria pinched her sheath ever so slightly, restricting the flow of her piss just enough to keep it slow.

She aimed from side to side, letting the shallow arch of her urine splash across the clothing in the drawer in front of her. As she sidestepped slowly, Jinx backed up a bit to leave her room, but otherwise kept a close watch on the proceedings. Each of the sets of summer wear was heavily drizzled with Shaaria's pee, visibly soaking the lighter-colored t-shirts, shorts, and skirts, while the darker clothes got just as wet but less obviously so. When she reached the opposite side of the drawer, Shaaria moved back, sidestepping in the other direction to give the clothes a second coating, but when she returned to her starting point, she didn't go for a third.

Instead, she clenched briefly to stop her stream, pushed the middle drawer shut with her knee, and then continued where she had left off on the bottom drawer. She unleashed the weak stream again, letting it lazily splash into the lower drawer, starting with the stacks of socks off on the left side. With the flow of her piss being restricted, she was able to last much longer, and this time, Jinx was a little more into it as she watched Shaaria dousing the panties in the drawer with hot golden fluid. As Shaaria continued to soak the clothes, Jinx's breathing grew heavier and her right hand slipped between her legs, her fingers rubbing over her teal folds, teasing at herself to the sight of the rippling golden stream cascading down onto her underwear, even moreso as Shaaria gave it all a second coating once again.

This time when she cut off her stream, she simply pushed the drawer closed and looked around. "I've got a little left..." she murmured, relaxing the grip on her sheath. Jinx turned to remain facing Shaaria as the dragoness walked past her and over to the bookshelf, looking over its contents; in addition to the books there were other little knick-knacks on the shelves, including a few plush toys lined up on the third shelf from the bottom. Shaaria took aim again, holding her sheath more loosely this time as her glans had slipped out slightly and she no longer wanted to hold back; hearing no complaint from Jinx, she relaxed again to finish relieving herself.

The leftmost toy, a plush tanuki, received the brunt of the much stronger stream that Shaaria released, soaking the front of the toy and knocking it over into the next toy along. After hosing it down for a few seconds Shaaria moved on, adjusting her aim to the nine-tailed white kitsune plush the tanuki had fallen against, drenching the toy with golden dragon piss. The white fabric and fur turned yellow, and Shaaria splashed her stream up and down it before moving on to the last toy in the row, a tiger. It was a little larger than the other two, and Shaaria was almost dry, so she gave it the best soaking she could with what she had left, spraying the last of her pee across its side and then moving up close to spray the final squirts against it at point blank. Pressing her tip against its face, she wiped off the last drop and then stepped away, glancing over at Jinx, who was slowly dipping her fingers in and out of her slit as she watched.

"Excellent show, madame," Jinx said softly between lustful breaths.

Shaaria gave a little chuckle and swished her tail, folding her arms and giving Jinx a playful look. "Of course. It's not over yet, though..." she remarked, walking over to the end of the bed. Facing away from Jinx to give the kitsune the best view possible, she squatted down over the handbag that Jinx had left there and reached below her to open up the top of the handbag, unsnapping its clasp so it could lie open below her. "You looked like you had quite a bit of fun at the mall doing this," Shaaria mused as she opened the handbag as much as she could, "So I thought that maybe I'd give it a try..."

Just as she was putting her hand on the end of the bed and moving into position, however, she suddenly heard Jinx call out, "Wait!"

"Hm? Did you need to take something out first?" Shaaria asked, unable to see what Jinx was doing. As such, it came as quite a surprise when she suddenly felt Jinx's muzzle pressing under her tail, and she let out a gasp as Jinx flicked her tongue across Shaaria's rear hole. Letting out a soft gasp, the dragoness held her low squat and raised her tail up higher to give Jinx easier access, turning her head to see the kitsune on her elbows to get her head in underneath Shaaria's rump.

Jinx's tongue lapped over the ring of muscle several times before she instead pressed it there firmly and began to circle it around Shaaria's rim, teasing Shaaria's outer sphincter with her thick tongue. The dragoness gasped softly and leaned back a little into the rimming, her cock sliding further out from her sheath, and after a few seconds Jinx suddenly moved her tongue back in the other direction. Circling Shaaria's tailhole for a little bit longer, she eventually pulled away and brushed her hand across Shaaria's rump as she withdrew. "There. Thank you, madame, I just wanted to indulge before you did the same."

"Mm, I think this is indulging both of us..." Shaaria mused, keeping her tail held up high, adjusting her feet as she held herself up with the end of the bed while lowering her hips to position her rump close to the handbag. Once lined up, Shaaria relaxed with deep breaths, and Jinx crouched low to watch, keeping her eyes on Shaaria's flexing rear hole. After a few moments it spread out around the first lump of Shaaria's waste, the firm brown chunk passing out from her and falling into the handbag and out of sight. As Shaaria exhaled, the second piece began sliding out of her ass, and Jinx fingered herself more eagerly as she watched, her eyes following the second turd as it fell from Shaaria's hole and joined the first.

Shaaria clenched and stopped the flow of solid waste for a moment as she adjusted her stance, bringing her legs a little closer together. Relaxing again, she groaned softly as a third chunk of scat breached her sphincter from within, her anal muscles pushing it out, and as soon as it fell into the handbag another one was right behind it. Jinx watched intently as she huffed and continued to tease her pussy with her fingers, reveling in the sight of Shaaria using her things in such a way, but as soon as the fourth lump of dragon waste fell into the handbag, Shaaria stopped again, reaching down to snap the handbag shut before standing up.

"Is that all, madame?" Jinx asked, rubbing her thumb against her clit.

"Not quite," Shaaria replied, rubbing her legs with one hand. "Squatting for that long makes my legs hurt, though... so I think I'll finish over here." Casually she lifted up the lid on the laundry hamper, and then turned to sit down on it. Her cock was fully erect as she settled down in her new seat, her tail curled up and to the side, and Jinx hurried over to kneel in front of Shaaria.

"Mmm, sorry," Shaaria murmured, "You can't see from down there. Want me to move?"

"Oh no, please, continue," Jinx implored, leaning forward and licking at the tip of Shaaria's cock.

Humming softly and taking the invitation, Shaaria relaxed once more. As Jinx kissed the end of the dragon shaft bobbing in front of her, she heard a quiet crackling from underneath Shaaria as the dragoness resumed emptying her bowels. Jinx closed her eyes, listening to Shaaria's soft groans while bobbing her head slowly on Shaaria's length, her vulpine ears picking up the quiet thumps of Shaaria's remaining waste as it piled up on top of the dirty clothes in the laundry hamper. Jinx continued to tease Shaaria with her mouth until the dragoness was completely empty, bringing her hands between Shaaria's legs to softly cup and rub at Shaaria's two big, heavy balls as well, caressing them both and sliding her thumbs over the front of each while her fingers teased the backs of them.

A soft groan, the cessation of the crackling sound, and a final thump from within the hamper signaled the end of Shaaria's relief. Jinx slid her head all the way down until her nose and bottom lip pressed up against the sheath from which Shaaria's stiff length stood, her hands cupping the dragoness's two hefty orbs. Jinx wrapped her tongue around Shaaria's cock and only then moved her head back, sliding her wet appendage along the throbbing flesh in her maw, until she reached the tip and let it pop out from her muzzle, glistening from base to tip with saliva.

Leaning back while on her knees, Jinx looked up at Shaaria with a pleased smirk. "Thank you, madame... now we can do as you please," she teased, flicking her tails.

She was a little caught off-guard when Shaaria, panting from arousal, raised one arm and pointed to the bed. "On the bed," she told Jinx in a commanding tone, taking control of the situation with just those words. "Face down, ass up."

Obediently, Jinx nodded and got up to go over to the bed and climb onto it, getting on her knees. Shaaria was right beside her, insistently pushing on Jinx's back with one hand to guide her into the desired position, and the kitsune lay down as directed with her shoulders and head resting on the bedcovers, while her hips remained raised up, her tails curling over her own body to expose the bright teal flesh of her holes to the amorous dragoness, who was already getting into position behind her.

"You've really riled me up..." Shaaria murmured as she grabbed a firm hold of Jinx's rump with her left hand, her right by contrast delicately gliding up Jinx's inner thigh and over her pussylips. "I hope you're ready for this."

Jinx gave a soft gasp as Shaaria pressed two fingers into Jinx's slit, sliding them in up to the knuckle, moving them in opposite directions. "I'm very ready..." Jinx replied between panting breaths, her hips shifting a bit as she felt Shaaria's digits teasing her folds.

"I noticed," Shaaria remarked playfully as she pulled her fingers back out, taking note of how wet they were from being inside of Jinx's soaked tunnels. She pressed both fingers against Jinx's other hole instead, carefully yet firmly easing them into the kitsune's ass, making Jinx groan out, her tails flicking above her rump. Shaaria turned and twisted her hand, her fingers making the same motions against Jinx's sphincter, prepping her for what was to come.

As soon as she felt Jinx was ready, Shaaria pulled her fingers out from Jinx's rear hole and gripped both black-furred hips tightly, shuffling closer. Jinx panted with anticipation when she felt the tip of Shaaria's cock teasing against her anal ring, her thighs growing damp with the nectar leaking from her pussy. Shaaria kept her gaze down as she began to press forward, watching her own cock spread out Jinx's ass as she began to sink into it. A groan from Shaaria mixed with a shuddering gasp from Jinx at the penetration, the kitsune's toes curling and her tails raising up high as Shaaria took her time sliding herself into those tight tunnels bit by bit, gradually filling up Jinx from behind and savoring every moment. Jinx trembled, exhaling when Shaaria finally hilted in her with a satisfied gasp of her own, the dragoness's hefty balls bumping up against Jinx's soaking wet pussy.

Though Shaaria immediately began to withdraw, she did so at the same slow, teasing pace. Jinx felt like she had an empty void inside of her when only the glans of Shaaria's cock remained inside of her, and let out another long moan as Shaaria reversed course to slide back into her, replacing the empty feeling with one of fullness. Breathing heavily, Shaaria groaned out as well as she kept her sensual pace, taking a full second to pull out, and another to slide back in, moving continuously to pleasure them both, her shaft leaking slick precum into the tight anal tunnels she was spreading out over and over.

Jinx gripped handfuls of the blankets under her as she reveled in the pleasure, her tails brushing at Shaaria's front and flicking against the dragoness's bare breasts. Her snug anal tunnels clung to Shaaria's cock, that girthy dragon shaft stretching her on every inward stroke. "M... more..." she moaned out needily, almost a whine as her ears flattened and her eyes closed, "Please, more..."

"Mmm, certainly..." Shaaria crooned in a lustful yet dominant tone, reminding Jinx who was still in charge. She hilted inside of Jinx fully, letting her sack rest against Jinx's drenched netherlips, and bent forwards, putting her hands on either side of Jinx as she held herself up over the kitsune. Stretching out her wings and tail for balance, Shaaria drew her hips back slowly once again – only to thrust into Jinx harder, her hips smacking against Jinx's hindquarters, her balls plapping against Jinx's slit a moment later.

A gasp and a moan both tore from Jinx's throat as she shuddered under Shaaria, taking a few quick breaths as Shaaria withdrew her shaft once again only to thrust in the same pattern. Each hard thrust brought new pleasured sounds from Jinx, while Shaaria panted in effort as she drove her hips forward and backward. She kept her hands and chest off of Jinx, letting the kitsune focus on the thick, throbbing dragon cock being crammed into Jinx's rear hole every time Shaaria thrusted into her. Over and over their bodies met; scaled hips against furred rumpcheeks, Shaaria's sheath and Jinx's sphincter, and the two heavy, churning dragon balls that smacked repeatedly against Jinx's constantly dripping folds, coating the front of those orbs in her nectar, while the back of Shaaria's sack was wet with her own pussy juices.

Both of them were soon close to finishing, and Shaaria upped the ante once more. Lowering her front, she pressed her chest close against Jinx's back, smooshing her large breasts against the kitsune's shoulder blades, and resting her head on the side of Jinx's. Shaaria's hands slid inwards and underneath Jinx's body, reaching across to grope the left breast with her right hand and vice-versa so as to also lock Jinx into a tight hug at the same time. Again, she hilted within Jinx's ass, this time shuffling closer to press her legs up against Jinx's own, her tail lashing as she began to thrust hard and fast, her hips a blur as she drew barely a third of her cock out before hammering back in.

Jinx moaned and writhed in Shaaria's tight grip, the dragoness both asserting herself by pinning Jinx down under her weight, and tenderly embracing her in a possessive way with the grip of her arms and hands as she railed Jinx's rear tunnels. Her tail lashed in the air behind them, while Jinx's were mostly pinned between their bodies, one black and teal tail flicking about to their left. "Almost there..." Shaaria whispered, but Jinx could only whimper in pleasure, her toes curling and her hands squeezing the bedcovers.

Squirming and shuddering, Jinx's gasps and moans reached a crescendo. Her whole body quivered as she reached her orgasm, pussy juices squirting liberally from her slit onto her own thighs and Shaaria's swinging balls, as well as the bedcovers below her. Her vaginal tunnels spasmed around nothing, but her anal walls clenched hard around the dragon cock pounding in and out of them, and Shaaria gasped and shuddered, continuing to thrust with more difficulty, feeling her own orgasm coming fast.

Shaaria's hold on Jinx tightened as she thrusted just a few more times before hilting inside of Jinx as her climax hit her. Letting out a moan that overwhelmed Jinx's cries of pleasure, she shuddered hard against Jinx as her balls pulled upwards in their sack to unload inside of Jinx, unleashing a torrent of hot, thick dragon cum into Jinx's guts, the kitsune's tight tunnels holding the entire load inside of her. Both of them shivered against each other in ecstasy as Shaaria continued to fill and over-fill Jinx, their moans alternating and mingling, every thick eruption of cum only adding to the great volume of seed already within Jinx's innards, rounding her stomach outwards from how much of it there was. Jinx could barely stay conscious from the overwhelming feelings as they both rode out their orgasms, Jinx finishing first and going limp in Shaaria's grasp a few seconds before the dragoness un-tensed her body and panted for breath in recovery.

For quite a while they lay there, joined at the hips, basking in the afterglows of their orgasms. Jinx reached down and rubbed one hand over her bloated belly, feeling how full she was, the cum inside her giving her a wonderful lingering feeling of warmth. Shaaria gave Jinx a soft nuzzle as she breathed deeply, her grip relaxing to just keep a soft hold of her companion. It would be a while yet before they were ready to separate and clean up, so they enjoyed the moment together, both taking heavy breaths, cuddling in the aftermath of their passionate sex.
