After the day's event ended, and Iemier would have talked with Jun and learned what he did about all of the transformatives, he'd clean himself up, and push that cork back in... and decide it was time for bed, taking his cock with him as he felt bad about the huge mess, and likely due to the issues with Sophie's lustick, his arousal wasn't going to go down any time soon.  Though when he reached his room; what he was greeted with was not his room empty.. but some ... human girl?  Oh, wait. that was Ffion! Why was she in his room.. on his bed..? "Fuckin' finally... I was waiting in here for hours..  Look, I know whatcha' been doin' with yer kids, and I don't really give a shit.. but if you like them little, then why the HELL haven't you so much as made a move on me?  I've been suffering in this shithole, not been able to get laid despite it all smelling like sex all the fucking time, nobody takes me seriously, and now I hear that the guy that treated me like a kid and fucked the shit out of Rox AND Fanne is actually into little kids..?  The fuck's your game, man?"

Iemier stood there, stunlocked.  Here he was, in his own room.. getting berated and criticized for.. what, exactly? "I.. I what?  Hold on, rewind.. You.. I'm sorry, what's going on, exactly?" Iemier asked, a little dense, of course as usual when people were.. coming onto him.  "I'm sorry I upset you back then, I thought we put that past us cause' it was just a misunderstanding! I ju--" He's cut off however, when Ffion realizes what Iemier was holding.  "Holy fuckin' shit, is that your dick? ... And you're carrying it like that?! Guessit' makes sense, probably couldn't walk right, packin' meat like that all day...~"  She would coo, and before Iemier realized what she had in her hand, the small girl would pull out a thick viscous vial.. it looked almost like the lust draft Iemier purified, but this was.. it was almost like a sludge in comparison!

Given how Iemier had to hold his shaft, the head was just.. pointing out, and she drains the whole bottle into the otter's monstrous shaft! Falling over and writhing uncontrollably, the otter would have dropped his satchel, the box of items, now clearly labeled what they were, what they did... and the oni, that caught the girl's eye.  It wouldn't turn her into some freak going by what she read, they were a big, feared race in his folklore..  "Big, huh? I mean.. sounds kinda like demons, but.. I mean.. if it means I'm not looked at as a child all tha' fucking time.."  She would grunt, picking up the nail, and after only a few more moments of hesitation, bit into it; yanking the ebony piece of keratin until she bit off a small chunk of it.. trying to chew, and finally swallowing.  Her tongue flicking out in a disgusted reaction.  "Guh, that was so, so gross.. But I don't feel any dif--"

Iemier's body was lying on the floor, both corks suddenly appearing visible as they slipped outside of his nipples, milk and effeminate juices pooling underneath him as his ass is in the air; thighs squirming intensely, and his cock if shaking on the ground, almost an audible thump could be heard from how violently it was pulsating!  His pussy drenching the inside of his satchel once more; wearing the panties still, having forgot once again to get Jun to deactivate them.  While he's writhing and struggling, it turns out he can't cum on his own, despite how pent up he was, how aching he felt.. his cock.. it was like it wasn't allowed to climax. 

Ffion's body radiated a strange, powerful energy. Her hair glowed, her skin sparkled and shimmered, and she would start to feel a powerful, overwhelming dominant aura seep from her body. She felt good.  She felt great.  She felt strong.  As far as height goes, she might have grown just a couple inches, but that first makes her from looking like a teenager, to a slightly dignified graduate.  Her chest stayed flat as a washboard, however.  Her hair lengthened, thickened, and seemed to split itself. A brilliant blue, and a royal red. Longer and longer, cleaning and straightening itself until it well past her perky little ass.

Her skin started to go from the vibrant rosy pink skin of a normal human to a slight ashy tint, her ears twitching and growing faintly and pointy.  Her hands and feet felt their nails thicken, grow sharper and much more pronounced. Her eyes started to match that of her hair, a mixture of reds and blues that blended beautifully in her irises... and finally, the horns.  The woman would start to grow fleshy horns that perfectly matched her skintone, but the two horns would match her hair, and eyes.. in a different way.  One horn started to blend into blues, becoming as vibrant as the brightest blue ocean on the sunniest day, and the other became the most intense shade of red like a dawn's sky. Captivating, intense, and breath taking.  "Tsk.." Ffion grumbles, and stomped her foot onto the stone floor, which in turn made a crack in the floor. "Oh shit, I didn't mean to.."  She squeaks out, but quickly recomposes herself.

"I mean.. huh, guess that thing wasn't all bad."  She says, looking over to the mirror in Iemier's room, lifting up her hair, how glossy and perfect it seemed, then delicately touching both fleshed-out horns, wincing slightly from how sensitive they likely still were.  "Hot damn, I'm a fuckin' babe, huh?  Bet nonya' will treat me like a kid now, and I can.. Oh shit.. damn that stuff was intense, you still conscious dude?"  Ffion asks, nudging Iemier with one of her slender, ashy toes. Iemier would let out a tiny groan, rolling over. "F-fuck.. I don't.. dammit I can't.... wow.." Iemier says, looking up and is absolutely flabbergasted at what he sees.  The girl looks slightly like her old self.. Just her everything is so captivating, so mesmerizing.. She looked so regal, important.. Like she was a star from heaven itself made mortal.

"I-I uhhm.. I.." Iemier stutters, literally speechless as he looks at the young woman.  Ffion however, just clicks her tongue.  She came here with conviction, and a plan.  "So.. that just.. clicks back on ya' right?" She asks, not waiting for an answer as she easily lifts up Iemier's massive cock, and sure enough; here's a magnetic click as his cock is "attached" to his groin.  "Good, good..  I've nevah' taken something this big even before I was changed, so..~"  She cooes out, very clearly excited to finally get some fun for a change as she strokes at Iemier's length slowly, hugging against it, kissing at the tip.. and Iemier still wasn't able to orgasm.  "Damn, guess that note was right, you can't get off until I say you can, huh? Seems a biiiit unfair, but I ain't gonna complain.. just means that I can go at this with you all night, don't that sound great, ya' little freak?" She giggles harshly, getting more, and more into the mood of things as she toys with Iemier and his cock.  Pushing him over, Ffion would start stepping on it, squishing his sack, churning it more and more; vibrating between her toes and pulsating.

Huffing hot breaths against his cock, delicate, yet obscenely strong fingers gripping at his length to stroke from the tip down to the bulbous base.  She  would force the tip to Iemier's lips with one hand, and then yanks his head up from his hair with the other until the otter's lips are firmly wrapped around the tapered tip.  "Cum.  Cum for me, my adorably hyper-endowed meat puppet.. Let me see just how good you are with that cock. Show me if you're worthy of putting this... amazingly thick, hunk of ebony goodness inside your mistress..~" She whispers into his ear one more time "Cum" and Iemier does just that.

Blasting shots of his thick seed flood from his sack and monstrous shaft. The shaft she had now been sitting on to pin it, and him down while holding his head against the length. The urethral tube rippling and pulsating, even bulging at times from the sheer pent up load there-within Iemier's shaft that would flood out! Rope after intense rope of hot minty seed gushing past Iemier's lips and right down his throat, the glamour fading as it couldn't hide the intense change in size any longer as Iemier's stomach swells, and he struggles to hold back the load! His womb might have been made to handle these kinds of explosions of copious seed cannons, but his stomach had not! Sputtering, seed going up his throat and out his nose; the otter would cough and gag on his own minty seed and manage to struggle away from her firm grip against his cock.

The oni-girl would whistle out, thoroughly impressed-- if not madly aroused by everything that she'd just witnessed, her slick neglected cunt grinding against the otter's cock, riding it like a rail or rope from how thick and turgid it was, and let out another cute little Tsk noise, if playing off how impressed she was with him.   "Alright... I will say you passed for now, my pet~  Are you ready for your Christmas present, now?"  She asks with a giggle, and starts to stand up; reaching over to grab for Iemier's satchel.. and ??? She starts unhooking the straps, looping them around itself.. "Wait, wait no please don't do th--aaggk!" Iemier tries to exclaim and protest, but the woman doesn't stop. As far as she was concerned, Iemier was hers to use however she wanted, and she wanted to use Iemier like this.

She looped the satchel strap around Iemier's neck, and yanked hard until it was tight around his throat. Pulling it, she stepped onto Iemier's midriff, carefully not stepping on his belly, or breasts.  "I.. nhh.. I don't like that ya' got other spawn in you..  I don't want you carrying anyone else's kids without my permission, okay?!" She exclaims, possibly giving herself away in the process, but continued. She would use the strap around his neck as a balancing rope, and arched one leg up surprisingly dexterously, speaking. "Dick, up." She says cooly, and Iemier knew what she wanted.  He knew he could have called for help, cried for something.. but he did feel like her neglect, not taking her seriously, all pent up.. he did feel somewhat responsible for that.

He nodded his head timidly, and wraps his paws around the base of his cock, angling it so that the tip would crest against Ffion's crotch.  "Thats a good puppy, maybe you aren't just useful for being the owner of a godly cock, after all.. Maybe I'll try teachin' you a few tricks later, would my puppy like that?"  She taunts and teases, smirking as she struggles a little, soft and cute 'hup' noises as she tries to mount his cock like a child mounting a bike until finally.. It kisses firmly against her cock, her legs dangling freely as Iemier struggled a considerably to hold his cock straight with the girl literally sitting on it!  She'd yank at the makeshift leash and collar, jerking herself down just the tiniest bit onto his shaft as her folds spread, deflowering herself on his cock in such an obscene and unique way.  "Gods, this feels so fuckin' good, puppy!"

Iemier yelps and squeaks as she yanked at the leash, tightening around his neck and finding it harder, and harder to breath with each passing moment. The tighter the strap got, the more his sack and cock pulses and throbs. Gurgling escaped his maw, hitching gasps as he ached to reach for his throat.. but he knew he really, really shouldn't let go of his cock as she balanced on top of it. "Mmph yes... come on, beg, plead for me to stop.. I wanna hear you make all those adorable sounds I heard you, and everyone else in this depraved fuckin' church make..~" She pants heavier, starting to bounce as she tugs; her legs wrapped around his length as her folds start to spread that little bit more until... She starts to take in the head of his cock.  "YES! This is what I've BEEN FUCKING NEEDING!" She cries out, perhaps too loudly, and squeezes her feet and legs more tightly around Iemier's throbbing, aching, and pulsating shaft.. which had been getting the tiniest bit larger during all of this attention.

Ffion would start grinding, bucking, and swinging her legs on top of his cock to force herself down more, and more!  Panting, gasping, and giggling with the most joy and glee she'd ever shown since he'd seen her.  "My cock! Mine! All fuckin' MINE! Not Lime's, not Rox's, not stupid fuckin' Fanne's and for DAMN sure not your fuckin' kids!" She cries out, and the head slips into her all the way; now properly spearing the girl as the rest of his length went from smaller than the tip, to that obscenely bulbous base. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck!" She screams, blissful of every moment of every second, her hair going wild, as if it were raising on its own from the surrounding area, and she rides his cock even harder! Pulling at the strap with both arms with her newfound brutish strength, the otter's worried his neck might snap before the strap dies! "Caahhnnn't br-brreesshh..!" Iemier finally manages to croak out.. and thats when Ffion realizes just how hard she was pulling the strap, the strain of the treated leather, and the bright purple and redness showing through Iemier's cheek fur.

She would go lax with the strap and clearly not pull anywhere near as hard, but she kept a firm grip on it and gave gentle tugs, yanking at his neck whenever she wanted his cock to throb at just the right moment, or make him jerk her at an angle that would make her adorable ebony nail-clad toes curl. Her feet were finally able to graze against his base, and almost able to touch his sack, but not quite the floor. "I'm.. hmmmnn.. IIii~III'mmMMMmmm ghhunna...~" She moans out and leans forward... latching the other end of the strap to her collar! "Come on now my little puppy.. let's go for a walk.. come on.. cum with me, My little Iemmy..~" She squeals, splattering hot juices all over the otter's length, slickening it up that much more as her juices dribble and splatter the next two feet or so until it hits his sack, and thighs.

Iemier also climaxes, however.. His body did as she instructed and came right as she had; his seed gushing forth and right past the cervix that the tip of his throbbing shaft had been nestled so firmly against; and as that violent shotgun of seed forces open her womb; his cockhead enters soon after.  Once that barrier had been broken down and her womb sieged; Ffion would start sinking down much faster than she had before; all the way to the bulbous base in fact!  Her belly obscenely stretched, the near-perfect outline of Iemier's shaft showing through her beautiful ashy skin; and she arches herself backwards which in turns makes a very rough jerking tug at the strap, pulling Iemier's throat along with her.  Ffion's hands would now instead of tugging at the strap, would begin roughly rubbing, squeezing, and even hitting at her own belly to further stimulate Iemier's ever-orgasming cock!

"ＣＵＭ！ Cum and don't fuckin' stop cumming until I tell you to stop!" She orders, and Iemier's cock feels itself surge with newfound energy and vigor; his balls tensing only to relax and swell a third their size larger, and repeats the motion several times as he could feel another violently powerful wave of seed rush through his cock, and right into the woman's womb! Iemier felt light headed, dizzy, and felt more and more drained by whatever this drug mixed with the lustick, and on top of it all-- the woman's oppressively dominant aura all mixing and intermingling to push Iemier over the edge... and he'd reach up; wrap his paws around Ffion's slim and slender hips and thighs... and YANK her down, taking every inch of the otter's monstrous shaft to the very hilt! Doing this would force her to straighten back up, and Iemier would wrap his arms around the woman; pinning her against his own figure, and mash his face against her own in a rough and intense kiss as he moans and cums again, and again, and again repeatedly, each load large enough to fill several Fannes, or Roxes..

It all went into this woman who oh so desperately wanted to be recognized as a woman, too..  Iemier lays there on the bed, panting weakly as he has Ffion gripped tightly, though she likely could have pulled herself at any moment if she wanted to.. but the silence was almost deafening. "I-I'm sorry Ffion, I, uhh.."  Iemier mutters, whatever strange grip and control that was washed over him was starting to fade, or at least eb its influence over him. The oni-woman raised her head, brushing the hair out of her eyes, and then his own. "Sorry for what, Iemmy? You did exactly what I told you to do, my sweet little puppy~" She says with a giggle as she kisses Iemier on the lips, cuddling firmly against him as her grip would clearly not let the otter wriggle or slip free the rest of the night as she grinds, cooes, and grunts with that mammoth slab of otter meat wedged so snugly inside her. The lustick quick to wear off, the strange lust concoction also wearing off... but Iemier lay there with Ffion, still confused just what really happened.