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Mostly TF a little F/M too.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A sorceress bat gathers subjects from across time and space to help remodel her home. Mostly TF a little F/M too.", "writing": "Decorating\n\nBy\n\nEvolva Dos Nox\n\nChapter 1: The Fountain: Kazard Skies\n\n\tThe mistress of Lockwood Palace stood overlooking the twisting and turning maze of hedges and statues below. A slightly plump bat of indeterminate age, light purple streaks hidden though the flaming crimson of her hair a stark match against the brown of her coat or the white of the gauzy dress she wore. It seemed like she had looked upon the same statues, the same plants and the same garden for centuries, and so the sorceress bat let out a trickle of her will, rosy energy cascading down the banister under her finger and out into the maze below, finding soft spots in the world and boring though them, opening the maze to places and worlds spread across her world and a multitude of others, both real and conceptual.\n\n\tTurning her attention from the view of her balcony to the room behind her, a gesture wiped away the clutter and accumulation of ages in a flash, leaving a bare room ready for new additions. Her strides smooth and sensual as she descended the stairs into the main room, a twirl of her finger as she pulled into being a pool of crystal and water to lounge by, relaxing as the reflection shimmered, already someone finding the gateway into her realm. The spell of calling would only draw those who were willing to become a part of her palace, whether they knew of their desires or not.\n\n\tThe shimmering pool revealed the first addition to her home, a three-tailed grey fox. His eyes were such a blue that Merali, the bat, at first thought that the spell that showed her them was not working properly. The mark upon his arm, a tattoo of an angelic book with the phrase “Read or Die” gave her pause and a grin. Her fingers trailing across the pool, the sorceress could almost hear the chiming of the belled collar the kitsune wore as he followed the maze to the spot she had picked out for him.\n\n\tKazard followed the path before him. He was not sure where the gateway that had appeared before him had originated, only that it called to him, that whatever it was that created it and led him through this maze of hedges had a place and a plan for him. Turn after turn he took until he found his way inside the palace he could have sworn was so far in the distance only moments ago. Climbing the ivory colored marble steps, following directions he did not know led him to a room dominated by a large reflecting pool, lounging across the way from him a beautiful bat, clothed in some cloth that was all but transparent. \n\n\tThe kitsune somehow knew this was the one that had called to him, just as he knew that he should remove his clothes. He stripped out of his comfortable pants, his maleness exposed and starting to swell as he looked upon the female bat. The first step into the water was cold and sent a thrill through his system, the next was rushed and kicked up a wave of water, and the next more so until he was splashing his way naked across the pool.\n\n\tAs he crossed the center he stopped suddenly, or more appropriately his legs did, his feet sticking to the floor of the pool and refusing to budge even slightly. Kaz knew he should be panicked and worried, instead all he felt was a calm tranquility, and, as he looked upon the bat that was now making her way across the pool to him, a burning lust that his erect, knotted member could not deny. The bat smiled softly at the newcomer to her palace, her hands reaching out as she approached him, fingers tracing his curves and contours.\n\n\tHer fingers found his member, wrapping around it lightly and stroking it slowly, watching pleasure wash over his face in waves like those he stirred up in her pool. A smile danced across her lips as she gave him a gift, that welling pleasure overflowing in an instant, the hard member in her grip spurting the kitsune's liquid pleasure, and she locked him there so that his member would always be a fountain of his pleasure, the white mixing with the water and spreading through it, turning it a milky pearl hue.\n\n\tWave after endless wave of pleasure moved though the fox, even as he found his own joints stiffening. The bat whose name he did not even know caressed her fingers through the air alongside his shaft, up and down like she was stroking an invisible member, and slowly he began to feel the sensation, a second shaft filling her hand like it had always been there, the two bulbs of knots lightly brushing each other as the twin members flowed with the foxes milk.\n\n\tShe wasn't done yet though, her hands released his twin members, the bat standing up on her tiptoes a bit to kiss the grey fox that had joined her. Her tongue finding its way into his muzzle to curl about his own, and as her tongue stroked his, that too started to change form, her head drawing back, pulling what was once his tongue along with her until a third member crowned his muzzle, a swollen knot pressed lightly against his teeth. \n\nHer mouth pulled back just a bit and the continuous flow of his new member joined with the others, the bats mouth opening to let the warm flow wash over her mouth, filling it to overflowing and letting the rest spill down the contours of her body. He could feel her hands against his, and then the stroking motions like she had made earlier resumed, though this time much slower, easing the formation of swollen lengths from the pads of his hands, the tips pointed down so there flow fell in a softer arc.\n\nDripping rivulets of fountain spunk, Merali reached her hand between the foxes original double member, her will working on the foxes body. As she drew forth the largest member yet, a good half a length longer than the matching two that framed it, a warm solidity started in Kaz’s body, creeping up from his frozen toes, his grey fur almost indistinguishable from the creeping stone until it locked his joints in place and started to permanently harden his members, leaving him with a stiffness he had never felt before. The rolling stone covering his body, replacing the fur until it crossed his eyes, leaving in their place two sparkling blue gemstones that could always see what was about him, just as his lengths would always feel the pleasing flow from his loins.\n\nThe sorcerers stood back for a moment to admire her new fountain, idle fingers caressing stone flesh, watching the ripples his pouring cocks made in the pool, leaning her muzzle down a bit to latch gently upon the crown of the largest member, sating her thirst with warm soft gulps of the living waters.\n\nChapter 2: The Garden: Frysco\n\nMerali looked up from her drinking of the fountain, ear twitching slightly at the musical chiming of another addition to her palace coming though her portals. A simple gesture and a flicker of her will was all the bat needed to open a small window in the air before her to look though, seeing out into the heart of the garden maze, the grass well-tended and a few statues here and there, though none that used to be people.\n\nFrysco followed the mysterious voice calling to him, sounding like words spoken just outside one's hearing range. His wings carried him easily over the topiary walls until he landed in the center of the maze, the wide open spaces seeming to echo with that voice he could just barely hear. Rainbow-hued feathers ruffled a bit as the anthro gryphon looked about the open space, trying to find the source of the voice that had led him here.\n\nThe sorceress bat smiled softly, a little uplift at the corners of her mouth, watching the gryphon search about. Her fingers stroking the ring of the opening in time and space that let her see elsewhere, widening the hole in a sudden flash of expansion; Merali took one step from the fountain room and landed in the maze’s courtyard, the gryphon's head coming up and turning towards her as she appeared out of nowhere. A small swirl of energy filled the bats hand as she lifted it up, coalescing into an unknown fruit, its skin looking crisp and sweet.\n\nFrysco looked about nervously; the bat had come out of nowhere and now seemed to be offering him food. But the smell of the fruit, it was so fragrant, nothing in his life had smelled that good before, and it set his stomach to complaining loudly. Before he was even aware of it he had taken the few steps across the way to close the distance between him and the sorceress, reaching out to take the mysterious fruit from her.\n\nThe fruit was all but round, the ends tapering off to softly rounded points. Its skin a soft silky red, somewhere short of the color of a rose, but a little deeper than the red of a blush. The gryphon's beak easily parted the skin of the fruit, revealing tender moist and crisp pink inner flesh, an explosion of sweet flavor. One bite was more than enough, but the treat was so delicious, so tempting that Frysco could not help but devour every last bit of it.\n\nMagic fruit filled his belly, its energies flowing out into the outer reaches of his body. At first it was small things, a little stiffness in his body, and then a sudden awareness of how soft the earth felt under his feet, toes digging into the soft warm soil. It felt so good, his toes burying themselves deep as they can reach into the ground, talons turning from their original form into digging roots, plant stuff shooting through the earth, reaching deeper and deeper by the second, splitting and splitting again.\n\nPleasure racked his body, drawing the gryphon’s member from its hidden place in a rush of excitement and arousal. His wings spread out in a wide mantle behind him, feathers shaking and elongating, pliable curling vines bursting from them, some of them falling to the ground to join the roots spreading out from his toes, other draping about in spread wide shade bearing branches.\n\nThe sun upon his vines felt as good as the earth beneath the gryphon’s toes. He stretched, arching himself, trying to reach higher in the sky, the ground seeming to grow farther away from him as in truth his form swelled up higher and higher. Fur and feather and vines twining about each other, flowing down the huge form that was once a gryphon, stiffening and taking on a bark texture.\n\nWith branches above and roots below Frysco’s head dipped down towards the ground, seeing his member shudder and curve slightly, amber sap starting to drip from his wooden tip. Bark reaching up over his head, his beak opening wide, his tongue jutting out as it elongates into a long curving vine, growing all the way down that it could easily stroke his own sap dripping member.\n\nRoots that had reached so deeply into the ground started to turn and spread out and then grow upward. Little seedlings sprouting out from the ground at first before they grow larger, bushes filled with various fruits and berries sprouting up first, then long curving wooden benches grow together from saplings, finally graceful little trees, shaped into various creatures and animals spring up to fill in the once all but empty space.\n\nMerali looked about at her handiwork, the courtyard that was once all but empty now dominated by the great multi-hued tree. Her fingers stroked a wooden tiger statue, frozen mid pounce. Walking through the courtyard, plucking a pair of cherry sized berries purple in color and popping them into her mouth, she shuddered with a happy moan as the berries popped, filling her mouth with salty sticky ooze. Trailing fingers along the wooden benches, she made her way to the huge central tree, stopping under the huge jutting branch that lacked any leaves or vines, watching the amber sap drip from it, the vine reaching from the very top to the branch stroking it slowly.\n\nWill once more shaped reality for the sorceress, a large bucket forming in her hand, and with some careful positioning it was soon being filled by dripping sap, ready to become syrup with a little work once the bucket has been filled. With that task done the sorceress bat continued on her walk about the courtyard, as she walked stone pathways sprung up, little rainbow-hued flowers lining the path as she went about until finally, with a satisfied smile, Merali chose a bench to rest on, stroking her fingers across the etching that rose up on the still living wood, showing images of various creatures and people and what could only be called things coupling lewdly.\n\n\tChapter 3: The Throne: Ballada\n\n\tMerali lounged in her new garden for quite some time, languidly enjoying the delights it held. Even without her conscious attention, though, her magic continued working. Soon enough, in the stately ballroom a gate opened, crackling with mystic energy. Stepping through the gate with light tread came a lean canine form, cerulean blue fur matching the blue skin of his wings. His Fox muzzle swept side to side, taking in the empty space at the head of the room, the rich thick carpet, and the hanging banners of the room.\n\n\tWith reluctant effort the sorceress drew herself away from her pleasures; the spaces between her and the dragon fox vanished in two quick steps. The newcomer’s mouth dropped open in shock; from his perspective, from nothing but a shimmer in the air emerged a nude beautiful woman, stepping close to him. Her fingers stroked a soft trace down his chest as she seemed lost in contemplation for a few long moments. Merali looked into the dragon-fox's eyes, and her quick mind did what it always did - found a suitable use and a place for this noble creature, though it would take a bit more work than her previous guests.\n\n\tBallada shivered, soft ripples passing though his flesh like those from a stone cast into a lake. Starting at the mysterious woman’s fingers and spreading out though his body again and again, a strange sensation followed the ripples as he felt himself start to stretch wider and wider. Confusion, shock, and finally panic raced through his mind, his rippling flesh starting to separate as the bat drew her fingers farther apart upon his chest; though there was no pain and no part of him was lost, the stretching of his flesh and its almost liquid flow was disquieting.\n\nThe bat's fingers never left his flesh, stroking softly, though with one final flowing motion of her hands Ballada was no longer a single individual but stood before her split into three copies. A little smile touched Merali's lips as she pressed forward against the triplets, her fingers dipping down to give there cockpouches little teasing strokes - at least to the two on her sides. The one before her, the original, was lucky enough to have her grind her soft body against his. \n\nThough separated from himself, the tripled dragonfox's reactions were all the same and in moments a trio of firm lengths stood before the sorceress. Merali grinned that little grin of hers as she resumed her work, and Ballada’s eyes went wide. He was suddenly intensely aware of the flow of his mind as it was joined by another, and then a third, the bat's magic taking the trio of minds and twining them inextricably together. For a few moments there was dissonance, and then the three voices flowed into one harmony, the three bodies' feelings, their thoughts, shared across open space.\n\nBallada was in shock; once he was one body, one mind, and now the alien sensation of being in three different places at once left him reeling in confusion. Merali did not mind this in the least; his confusion left him easy to work with. With gentle but firm touches, the sorceress started to position the unresisting triplets, moving one here and one there til they were pressed firmly against each other, their bodies forming a throne of flesh, six wings spread out wide behind them. Her fingers stroked the places where two bodies touched, and where they did ripples once more spread out across Ballada, flesh that had once been one flowing back together, though the contours of fused limbs remained.\n\nThe task took some time, Merali's brow furrowed as she worked unhurriedly, one hand spreading ripples over the dragon-fox's bodies to fuse them into a single living throne for her, the other reaching out to occasionally stroke a softening member, ensuring that all three shafts stayed full and hard. The wings were a bit more delicate and gave Merali pause; she took a moment to consider them before smiling and leaning in. Her fingers traced the edges so that the central pair was layered over the ones next to it on either side, just barely touching the two on the outer edges. Finally, she finished fusing the three bodies into one. Her throne was complete, save one final bit of work; barefoot, she stood on what would soon be the cushion of her throne so she could reach, hands taking all three muzzles and angling them up, pressing them together, watching mouth and nose flow into a single point at the top of her throne. \n\nOnce the base of her throne was done, Merali set to work on the finer points; her fingers passed over the blue fur in smooth strokes almost like a paint brush. Where they went, blue fur turned gold, and exposed, tender flesh darkened to look like obsidian. She ran her fingers down the underside of each exposed shaft; gems of varying hues sprouted from the flesh, and a bit of her will infused the members, ensuring that they would never soften again.\n\nEntwined arms were stroked and caressed, fingernails at their ends becoming long gems, and the same treatment was visited upon the throne's legs. Reaching up once more, the bat's hand cupped the combined tip of the thrones noses, a single bright diamond forming in its place. Almost finished, the bat smiled, pausing a few moments to cup and stroke the bejeweled cocks, watching the living flesh twitch as the pleasure flowed through all of the throne's bodies, small amounts of clear ooze starting to crown the tips - precum, to slicken the shafts.\n\nFrom a secret place the sorceress drew three long, slim rods. They buzzed and pulsed with potential power, gold and gem merged smoothly together to form each slim but long rod. Taking the leftmost of the fox's shafts in hand, Merali stroked the length and gave the tip a kiss, enjoying the faintly salty flavor. Pressing one of the rods to the split in the tip, she watched flesh ripple and stretch at her touch, slowly pushing the rod down into the depths of the shaft. She went slowly, to avoid damaging the delicate member, but also so that the sensations of the buzzing and pulsing magical artifact could spread deep into the living throne. As the rod reached as deeply as it could go, the softly tapered tip buried deep down into the foxes cocks knot, a bright red crystal rose budded and then bloomed across the tip of the rod, quivering with the pulsing of the rod and the beating of the throne's hearts.\n\nThe second shaft on the other side of the throne got similar treatment, if a bit more teasing; she stroked the toy up and down, pushing in an inch and pulling back a half inch, again and again, til finally the tapered tip was pressed down to its maximum. The sorceresses’ fingers stroked the tip of the rod and the shaft in a slow circle, teasing and delighting in how her throne shifted and twitched under her, incapable of the slightest sound, before growing the second crystal rose. With that done, Merali turned her attention to the third shaft, the original in the seat of her throne, thighs rubbing together in excitement as her mind played back over all the fun work she had done today.\n\nMerali eased herself back into her new seat, legs spread so that one ran along each side of the throne; her hips arched forward and rubbed aroused folds of flesh against the long hard member before her, grinding against it as she started to feed the shaft the last rod she had summoned. She pressed it down into the shaft's depths in a smooth, slow but firm movement of her fingers. Unlike the previous two, the end of this one did not bloom into a rose, but instead nestled down and spread a smooth, glistening diamond cap over the member's tip, permanently locking all the fluids of the dragon fox inside.\n\nLicking her lips and proud of a job well done Merali lifted her hips a bit til the gem encrusted member caught the opening of her folds. Angling herself slightly, she allowed her body to lower, the length curving a bit as it pressed into the sorceress' body. One hand came up to grip one of her breasts, fingers teasing her own nipple as the bat made a soft, pleased sound. The gems along the curve of the fox's shaft acted like studs, teasing the sorceress inner walls and causing them to clench tightly about the throne's living, sensitive member. \n\nSix wide-spread wings slowly curled around the edges of the throne, wrapping entirely around the front of it to giving the sorceress some privacy. It seemed purely instinct on the throne's part, but what had once been Ballada knew that the beautiful sorceress had given him that instinct as she sculpted his – their - flesh and minds. Merali made a happy sound, her fingers pressing into fleshy arm rests as her hips started to thrust and rock in quick strokes; she leisurely rode the throne's never-softening, never-cumming shaft, rewarding herself for a long day's work decorating her palace. \n\nEnd\n\nAuthors Note: All characters are copyright their respective owners. This story is copyright its commissioner, etc. etc. If redistributed please link back to the original source and do not edit without permission of both commissioner and author.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Decorating

By

Evolva Dos Nox

Chapter 1: The Fountain: Kazard Skies

\tThe mistress of Lockwood Palace stood overlooking the twisting and turning maze of hedges and statues below. A slightly plump bat of indeterminate age, light purple streaks hidden though the flaming crimson of her hair a stark match against the brown of her coat or the white of the gauzy dress she wore. It seemed like she had looked upon the same statues, the same plants and the same garden for centuries, and so the sorceress bat let out a trickle of her will, rosy energy cascading down the banister under her finger and out into the maze below, finding soft spots in the world and boring though them, opening the maze to places and worlds spread across her world and a multitude of others, both real and conceptual.

\tTurning her attention from the view of her balcony to the room behind her, a gesture wiped away the clutter and accumulation of ages in a flash, leaving a bare room ready for new additions. Her strides smooth and sensual as she descended the stairs into the main room, a twirl of her finger as she pulled into being a pool of crystal and water to lounge by, relaxing as the reflection shimmered, already someone finding the gateway into her realm. The spell of calling would only draw those who were willing to become a part of her palace, whether they knew of their desires or not.

\tThe shimmering pool revealed the first addition to her home, a three-tailed grey fox. His eyes were such a blue that Merali, the bat, at first thought that the spell that showed her them was not working properly. The mark upon his arm, a tattoo of an angelic book with the phrase “Read or Die” gave her pause and a grin. Her fingers trailing across the pool, the sorceress could almost hear the chiming of the belled collar the kitsune wore as he followed the maze to the spot she had picked out for him.

\tKazard followed the path before him. He was not sure where the gateway that had appeared before him had originated, only that it called to him, that whatever it was that created it and led him through this maze of hedges had a place and a plan for him. Turn after turn he took until he found his way inside the palace he could have sworn was so far in the distance only moments ago. Climbing the ivory colored marble steps, following directions he did not know led him to a room dominated by a large reflecting pool, lounging across the way from him a beautiful bat, clothed in some cloth that was all but transparent.

\tThe kitsune somehow knew this was the one that had called to him, just as he knew that he should remove his clothes. He stripped out of his comfortable pants, his maleness exposed and starting to swell as he looked upon the female bat. The first step into the water was cold and sent a thrill through his system, the next was rushed and kicked up a wave of water, and the next more so until he was splashing his way naked across the pool.

\tAs he crossed the center he stopped suddenly, or more appropriately his legs did, his feet sticking to the floor of the pool and refusing to budge even slightly. Kaz knew he should be panicked and worried, instead all he felt was a calm tranquility, and, as he looked upon the bat that was now making her way across the pool to him, a burning lust that his erect, knotted member could not deny. The bat smiled softly at the newcomer to her palace, her hands reaching out as she approached him, fingers tracing his curves and contours.

\tHer fingers found his member, wrapping around it lightly and stroking it slowly, watching pleasure wash over his face in waves like those he stirred up in her pool. A smile danced across her lips as she gave him a gift, that welling pleasure overflowing in an instant, the hard member in her grip spurting the kitsune's liquid pleasure, and she locked him there so that his member would always be a fountain of his pleasure, the white mixing with the water and spreading through it, turning it a milky pearl hue.

\tWave after endless wave of pleasure moved though the fox, even as he found his own joints stiffening. The bat whose name he did not even know caressed her fingers through the air alongside his shaft, up and down like she was stroking an invisible member, and slowly he began to feel the sensation, a second shaft filling her hand like it had always been there, the two bulbs of knots lightly brushing each other as the twin members flowed with the foxes milk.

\tShe wasn't done yet though, her hands released his twin members, the bat standing up on her tiptoes a bit to kiss the grey fox that had joined her. Her tongue finding its way into his muzzle to curl about his own, and as her tongue stroked his, that too started to change form, her head drawing back, pulling what was once his tongue along with her until a third member crowned his muzzle, a swollen knot pressed lightly against his teeth.

Her mouth pulled back just a bit and the continuous flow of his new member joined with the others, the bats mouth opening to let the warm flow wash over her mouth, filling it to overflowing and letting the rest spill down the contours of her body. He could feel her hands against his, and then the stroking motions like she had made earlier resumed, though this time much slower, easing the formation of swollen lengths from the pads of his hands, the tips pointed down so there flow fell in a softer arc.

Dripping rivulets of fountain spunk, Merali reached her hand between the foxes original double member, her will working on the foxes body. As she drew forth the largest member yet, a good half a length longer than the matching two that framed it, a warm solidity started in Kaz’s body, creeping up from his frozen toes, his grey fur almost indistinguishable from the creeping stone until it locked his joints in place and started to permanently harden his members, leaving him with a stiffness he had never felt before. The rolling stone covering his body, replacing the fur until it crossed his eyes, leaving in their place two sparkling blue gemstones that could always see what was about him, just as his lengths would always feel the pleasing flow from his loins.

The sorcerers stood back for a moment to admire her new fountain, idle fingers caressing stone flesh, watching the ripples his pouring cocks made in the pool, leaning her muzzle down a bit to latch gently upon the crown of the largest member, sating her thirst with warm soft gulps of the living waters.

Chapter 2: The Garden: Frysco

Merali looked up from her drinking of the fountain, ear twitching slightly at the musical chiming of another addition to her palace coming though her portals. A simple gesture and a flicker of her will was all the bat needed to open a small window in the air before her to look though, seeing out into the heart of the garden maze, the grass well-tended and a few statues here and there, though none that used to be people.

Frysco followed the mysterious voice calling to him, sounding like words spoken just outside one's hearing range. His wings carried him easily over the topiary walls until he landed in the center of the maze, the wide open spaces seeming to echo with that voice he could just barely hear. Rainbow-hued feathers ruffled a bit as the anthro gryphon looked about the open space, trying to find the source of the voice that had led him here.

The sorceress bat smiled softly, a little uplift at the corners of her mouth, watching the gryphon search about. Her fingers stroking the ring of the opening in time and space that let her see elsewhere, widening the hole in a sudden flash of expansion; Merali took one step from the fountain room and landed in the maze’s courtyard, the gryphon's head coming up and turning towards her as she appeared out of nowhere. A small swirl of energy filled the bats hand as she lifted it up, coalescing into an unknown fruit, its skin looking crisp and sweet.

Frysco looked about nervously; the bat had come out of nowhere and now seemed to be offering him food. But the smell of the fruit, it was so fragrant, nothing in his life had smelled that good before, and it set his stomach to complaining loudly. Before he was even aware of it he had taken the few steps across the way to close the distance between him and the sorceress, reaching out to take the mysterious fruit from her.

The fruit was all but round, the ends tapering off to softly rounded points. Its skin a soft silky red, somewhere short of the color of a rose, but a little deeper than the red of a blush. The gryphon's beak easily parted the skin of the fruit, revealing tender moist and crisp pink inner flesh, an explosion of sweet flavor. One bite was more than enough, but the treat was so delicious, so tempting that Frysco could not help but devour every last bit of it.

Magic fruit filled his belly, its energies flowing out into the outer reaches of his body. At first it was small things, a little stiffness in his body, and then a sudden awareness of how soft the earth felt under his feet, toes digging into the soft warm soil. It felt so good, his toes burying themselves deep as they can reach into the ground, talons turning from their original form into digging roots, plant stuff shooting through the earth, reaching deeper and deeper by the second, splitting and splitting again.

Pleasure racked his body, drawing the gryphon’s member from its hidden place in a rush of excitement and arousal. His wings spread out in a wide mantle behind him, feathers shaking and elongating, pliable curling vines bursting from them, some of them falling to the ground to join the roots spreading out from his toes, other draping about in spread wide shade bearing branches.

The sun upon his vines felt as good as the earth beneath the gryphon’s toes. He stretched, arching himself, trying to reach higher in the sky, the ground seeming to grow farther away from him as in truth his form swelled up higher and higher. Fur and feather and vines twining about each other, flowing down the huge form that was once a gryphon, stiffening and taking on a bark texture.

With branches above and roots below Frysco’s head dipped down towards the ground, seeing his member shudder and curve slightly, amber sap starting to drip from his wooden tip. Bark reaching up over his head, his beak opening wide, his tongue jutting out as it elongates into a long curving vine, growing all the way down that it could easily stroke his own sap dripping member.

Roots that had reached so deeply into the ground started to turn and spread out and then grow upward. Little seedlings sprouting out from the ground at first before they grow larger, bushes filled with various fruits and berries sprouting up first, then long curving wooden benches grow together from saplings, finally graceful little trees, shaped into various creatures and animals spring up to fill in the once all but empty space.

Merali looked about at her handiwork, the courtyard that was once all but empty now dominated by the great multi-hued tree. Her fingers stroked a wooden tiger statue, frozen mid pounce. Walking through the courtyard, plucking a pair of cherry sized berries purple in color and popping them into her mouth, she shuddered with a happy moan as the berries popped, filling her mouth with salty sticky ooze. Trailing fingers along the wooden benches, she made her way to the huge central tree, stopping under the huge jutting branch that lacked any leaves or vines, watching the amber sap drip from it, the vine reaching from the very top to the branch stroking it slowly.

Will once more shaped reality for the sorceress, a large bucket forming in her hand, and with some careful positioning it was soon being filled by dripping sap, ready to become syrup with a little work once the bucket has been filled. With that task done the sorceress bat continued on her walk about the courtyard, as she walked stone pathways sprung up, little rainbow-hued flowers lining the path as she went about until finally, with a satisfied smile, Merali chose a bench to rest on, stroking her fingers across the etching that rose up on the still living wood, showing images of various creatures and people and what could only be called things coupling lewdly.

\tChapter 3: The Throne: Ballada

\tMerali lounged in her new garden for quite some time, languidly enjoying the delights it held. Even without her conscious attention, though, her magic continued working. Soon enough, in the stately ballroom a gate opened, crackling with mystic energy. Stepping through the gate with light tread came a lean canine form, cerulean blue fur matching the blue skin of his wings. His Fox muzzle swept side to side, taking in the empty space at the head of the room, the rich thick carpet, and the hanging banners of the room.

\tWith reluctant effort the sorceress drew herself away from her pleasures; the spaces between her and the dragon fox vanished in two quick steps. The newcomer’s mouth dropped open in shock; from his perspective, from nothing but a shimmer in the air emerged a nude beautiful woman, stepping close to him. Her fingers stroked a soft trace down his chest as she seemed lost in contemplation for a few long moments. Merali looked into the dragon-fox's eyes, and her quick mind did what it always did - found a suitable use and a place for this noble creature, though it would take a bit more work than her previous guests.

\tBallada shivered, soft ripples passing though his flesh like those from a stone cast into a lake. Starting at the mysterious woman’s fingers and spreading out though his body again and again, a strange sensation followed the ripples as he felt himself start to stretch wider and wider. Confusion, shock, and finally panic raced through his mind, his rippling flesh starting to separate as the bat drew her fingers farther apart upon his chest; though there was no pain and no part of him was lost, the stretching of his flesh and its almost liquid flow was disquieting.

The bat's fingers never left his flesh, stroking softly, though with one final flowing motion of her hands Ballada was no longer a single individual but stood before her split into three copies. A little smile touched Merali's lips as she pressed forward against the triplets, her fingers dipping down to give there cockpouches little teasing strokes - at least to the two on her sides. The one before her, the original, was lucky enough to have her grind her soft body against his.

Though separated from himself, the tripled dragonfox's reactions were all the same and in moments a trio of firm lengths stood before the sorceress. Merali grinned that little grin of hers as she resumed her work, and Ballada’s eyes went wide. He was suddenly intensely aware of the flow of his mind as it was joined by another, and then a third, the bat's magic taking the trio of minds and twining them inextricably together. For a few moments there was dissonance, and then the three voices flowed into one harmony, the three bodies' feelings, their thoughts, shared across open space.

Ballada was in shock; once he was one body, one mind, and now the alien sensation of being in three different places at once left him reeling in confusion. Merali did not mind this in the least; his confusion left him easy to work with. With gentle but firm touches, the sorceress started to position the unresisting triplets, moving one here and one there til they were pressed firmly against each other, their bodies forming a throne of flesh, six wings spread out wide behind them. Her fingers stroked the places where two bodies touched, and where they did ripples once more spread out across Ballada, flesh that had once been one flowing back together, though the contours of fused limbs remained.

The task took some time, Merali's brow furrowed as she worked unhurriedly, one hand spreading ripples over the dragon-fox's bodies to fuse them into a single living throne for her, the other reaching out to occasionally stroke a softening member, ensuring that all three shafts stayed full and hard. The wings were a bit more delicate and gave Merali pause; she took a moment to consider them before smiling and leaning in. Her fingers traced the edges so that the central pair was layered over the ones next to it on either side, just barely touching the two on the outer edges. Finally, she finished fusing the three bodies into one. Her throne was complete, save one final bit of work; barefoot, she stood on what would soon be the cushion of her throne so she could reach, hands taking all three muzzles and angling them up, pressing them together, watching mouth and nose flow into a single point at the top of her throne.

Once the base of her throne was done, Merali set to work on the finer points; her fingers passed over the blue fur in smooth strokes almost like a paint brush. Where they went, blue fur turned gold, and exposed, tender flesh darkened to look like obsidian. She ran her fingers down the underside of each exposed shaft; gems of varying hues sprouted from the flesh, and a bit of her will infused the members, ensuring that they would never soften again.

Entwined arms were stroked and caressed, fingernails at their ends becoming long gems, and the same treatment was visited upon the throne's legs. Reaching up once more, the bat's hand cupped the combined tip of the thrones noses, a single bright diamond forming in its place. Almost finished, the bat smiled, pausing a few moments to cup and stroke the bejeweled cocks, watching the living flesh twitch as the pleasure flowed through all of the throne's bodies, small amounts of clear ooze starting to crown the tips - precum, to slicken the shafts.

From a secret place the sorceress drew three long, slim rods. They buzzed and pulsed with potential power, gold and gem merged smoothly together to form each slim but long rod. Taking the leftmost of the fox's shafts in hand, Merali stroked the length and gave the tip a kiss, enjoying the faintly salty flavor. Pressing one of the rods to the split in the tip, she watched flesh ripple and stretch at her touch, slowly pushing the rod down into the depths of the shaft. She went slowly, to avoid damaging the delicate member, but also so that the sensations of the buzzing and pulsing magical artifact could spread deep into the living throne. As the rod reached as deeply as it could go, the softly tapered tip buried deep down into the foxes cocks knot, a bright red crystal rose budded and then bloomed across the tip of the rod, quivering with the pulsing of the rod and the beating of the throne's hearts.

The second shaft on the other side of the throne got similar treatment, if a bit more teasing; she stroked the toy up and down, pushing in an inch and pulling back a half inch, again and again, til finally the tapered tip was pressed down to its maximum. The sorceresses’ fingers stroked the tip of the rod and the shaft in a slow circle, teasing and delighting in how her throne shifted and twitched under her, incapable of the slightest sound, before growing the second crystal rose. With that done, Merali turned her attention to the third shaft, the original in the seat of her throne, thighs rubbing together in excitement as her mind played back over all the fun work she had done today.

Merali eased herself back into her new seat, legs spread so that one ran along each side of the throne; her hips arched forward and rubbed aroused folds of flesh against the long hard member before her, grinding against it as she started to feed the shaft the last rod she had summoned. She pressed it down into the shaft's depths in a smooth, slow but firm movement of her fingers. Unlike the previous two, the end of this one did not bloom into a rose, but instead nestled down and spread a smooth, glistening diamond cap over the member's tip, permanently locking all the fluids of the dragon fox inside.

Licking her lips and proud of a job well done Merali lifted her hips a bit til the gem encrusted member caught the opening of her folds. Angling herself slightly, she allowed her body to lower, the length curving a bit as it pressed into the sorceress' body. One hand came up to grip one of her breasts, fingers teasing her own nipple as the bat made a soft, pleased sound. The gems along the curve of the fox's shaft acted like studs, teasing the sorceress inner walls and causing them to clench tightly about the throne's living, sensitive member.

Six wide-spread wings slowly curled around the edges of the throne, wrapping entirely around the front of it to giving the sorceress some privacy. It seemed purely instinct on the throne's part, but what had once been Ballada knew that the beautiful sorceress had given him that instinct as she sculpted his – their - flesh and minds. Merali made a happy sound, her fingers pressing into fleshy arm rests as her hips started to thrust and rock in quick strokes; she leisurely rode the throne's never-softening, never-cumming shaft, rewarding herself for a long day's work decorating her palace.

End

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