The dragon-like creature before Jun now rests a hand upon an exaggerated hip, and another slips down over her chin. The latter trailed down her neck and cupping at the full and round breasts that rested upon her chest. “Turn your attention to this transformation, Jun.”
“I can’t look away,” admits the kitsune. “I can’t believe it worked!”
Tik Tik leans forth, reaching to pet the other mistress’s chin. The other hand reaches out, grabbing at one of the tails possessively. Even as Jun longingly looks up into those mischievous eyes, she wraps her tail around the dragon woman’s waist and back. “Of course, it worked. It was created by a genius.”
“Please, you’re too kind,” says Jun, glancing aside.
“Perhaps,” Tik Tik says, a knee pressed up against the kitsune’s leggings, applying just enough pressure to hold her down, tease her, and make her want more for the time being.
But then, Tik Tik snickers, pulling away. “I am,” she agrees. “Allow me one last platitude then, and tell you that you are so beautiful that I shall relish sampling every inch of your body.”
Jun licks her lips, nodding. “Yes, that would be agreeable, but-”
“Very good,” Tik Tik interrupts, standing tall, tapping her claws against the scales on her side. “Now, then, strip.”
“E-excuse me?” Jun asks, clutching at her chest.
“Strip,” the kobold growls, reaching up to the kitsune’s hood, hooking a finger up over it, yanking it over her head, stretching the material, scratching at it. “Before I rip.”
Jun gulps, her thumbs reaching underneath her choker.
The former kobold growls, hands down to the kitsune’s cloak, pulling it over her shoulders. “That can stay for now.” Tik Tik says, gripping the kitsune’s top. “Let’s no more waste my time, hm?”
That deep growl that punctuates the kobold’s words is enough to turn Jun’s attention to that top, lifting it over her head, freeing her fur and her breasts to the air of this secret and sacred chamber.
Instead of paying attention to the newly exposed upper body, Tik Tik sighs by the former mistress’s ear, tongue lashing, flicking licks around the back of it, making it flicker and twitch in the teasing.
Jun relaxes, letting her hands rest against the wall, but Tik Tik growls and the voice tells her to work on her leggings and pull them down.
“Nothing underneath?” the kobold coos. “My, my, you are a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
Jun’s tongue flicks out, her ears perking up, her eyes widening.
Tik Tik smiles with her whole face, her eyes sparkling. “Oh yes, this whole time, you wanted to be fucked by a mistress. All the pretense to keep yourself so prim and proper and high and mighty, and for what?”
Jun opens her mouth, trying to object, but she cannot, no, will not, do so.
Tik Tik once again denies Jun her touch, stroking her chin, fucking the kitsune with her gaze alone as she stands there in all that overpowering glory.
“Yes, yes, when you are nude, you are like any other creature. Now, then,” She smirks, her teeth sharp and white, “You know what you want from me, Jun… Beg for it.”
Jun’s reaction is caught in her throat. Her eyes widen a moment before quickly resting in general disbelief. “M… me? Beg?”
Tik Tik’s response is a possessive growl, standing tall, looming over the kitsune. The naked vulpine yips in response, only to get a chuckle out of the dragon, followed by a pressing of that tongue against her cheek, down her jaw, to her neck.
“Oh, how cute seeing you reduced to a mewling toy is. I wonder how much I can squeeze to make you squeak louder.”
“P… Puh…”
Tik Tik pulls back, fluttering her eyes, watching with a domineering smile. “Hm…? What’s that?” she says, holding a hand by her auditive canal.
“Please… Mistress Tik Tik…”
“Please…? Please, what?” She says, stepping back.
Jun falls to her knees, her hand upon them, her head bowed low. “Please… take me as you will. Do with me as you want!”
“I dunno,” coos the kobold, crossing her arms over her chest. “How do I know you’re not just playing the eager, desperate pet?”
Jun squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. “I’m not! I’ve been waiting for this since Camellia told me about you! I wanted to feel your power. I want to know exactly what it is like to be under the master of erotic arts!
Tik Tik lunges forward, pushing the kitsune down against the cold floor. Her scaled body is large and in charge, as she lies upon it, rolling out her tongue and licking at the fox’s maw.
It’s a long, wriggling thing that disappears into the kitsune’s maw, filling her mouth and throat. Tears well in her eyes in an involuntary reflex as the thick and pointed muscle plays intensely into her tastes and tests every inch of her.
Just as suddenly as that kiss began, the kobold ends it, slurping her tongue back up, pulling along the kitsune’s, leaving her panting as she lay on the ground under the transformed kobold.
“F….fuck…” pants the fluffy lady.
“Such language,” teases Tik Tik, a hand running down the woman’s shoulder, over her arm, and back up. “It’s not befitting a woman of stature… It’s the cry of a hungry animal desperate for sex.”
Jun whines under Tik Tik, rocking her hips to respond to the dragon’s challenge. Tik Tik’s other hand slips down to the kitsune’s chest, swirling over the patterns of her fur and down to her breast. She cupped it in her hand before falling her thumb and forefinger to the nipple.
“That’s a bad girl,” says Tik Tik, pinching.
“Aaah… haaa!”
“No dignified lady makes such screams. You must really be a slut in hiding, wearing a mask.
“Ah… ahnnnh…”
“So needy,” Tik Tik teases. “So shameful and submissive. Would you ever show such a side to that lovely Camellia of yours?”
“Gaah, n-uh.. No…!”
“Ooh, my,” says the kobold, squeezing the fox’s cheeks, leaning in, nose pressed to the nose. “Then this is a secret shame of yours. Something you’d never show anyone, even the one closest to you?” The kobold growls, her tail stroking up and down along the kitsune’s thigh. “Never have you been this naked before her? Never have you expressed a desire to be held to be toyed with?”