She breathed deeply, controlling her movements and thoughts with precise concentration, carefully moving through the proscribed positions of the ancient art. She felt the power surging through her limbs, the tingle of the arcane energy that flowed from her fingers, bending the very fabric of the world to her will, forcing creation to obey her whim. She locked her eyes upon her target, her clear voice reciting the incantation perfectly, taking great care not to miss a single syllable in the pronunciation. With a final effort, the little red ball floated off the table, and through the hoop, before dropping back to the floor.

Audra made a little show of breathing deeply before turning to face the little audience who had gathered to see her performance, her mother and father in their stately attire, and her instructor standing in the corner in his rather more practical garb. “As you can see,” He began to speak to her parents, “Audra has improved greatly in her magical aptitude, her ability for fine manipulation has increased dramatically, and her energy loss has decreases significantly. With your permission I shall begin teaching her more advanced techniques at once, I have full confidence that she is ready.”

Her parents thought about it, exchanging a glance before her father said the words she knew she would hear. “Just move slowly Griswold, basics only wherever it can be helped, she needs discipline and control far more than power or anything dramatic, make sure you don’t push her too far, she doesn’t need to impress anyone, but go ahead and teach her something new if that is your best judgment. Thank you for the demonstration, carry on.” Her parents shot her a fleeting glance before leaving the room, barely giving her a second look. Griswold sighed, walking over to her.
“Now then Audra, why don’t you show me what you can really do?”

Audra smiled a very different smile. She spread her arms wide and let the magic surge, the ball and half a dozen spell books whipping off the table to fly through the air around her, spinning in circles before breaking off to fly more complex patterns, eventually landing back on the table in a neat stack. Griswold’s face lit up, the wizard clapping his hands together happily as he laughed. Griswold was a man in his mid-50s, with piercing eyes and tightly groomed hair. Rather than robes he wore leather leggings and a jacket, each covered in pouches filled with spell components and holsters for slim spellbooks. “Very good, very good! Oh if your parents only knew what you could do.”
“They would fire you in an instant.” Audra responded, flicking her auburn hair out of her eye. “And you damn well know it, if they had any idea how powerful you were making their little delicate flower they would throw you out before you could fetch your books.”

Griswold shrugged, “Their ‘delicate flower’ could hurl an armored knight through a plate-glass window with an annoyed glance, but I take your point. Now, why don’t we continue with our lesson from yesterday? Did you practice as I asked?”

Audra nodded, “Yes, though it took me hours to get the color back the way it was.” Griswold nodded and waved for her to proceed. Audra concentrated, this wasn’t something as simple as moving an object, this was a far more complicated art, and the consequences for a mistake could be higher. True, Griswold was there to help her if something went wrong, but one should never treat magic with anything less than absolute respect. Audra concentrated, a not entirely pleasant tingling running over her scalp. She felt her hair stand on end, magical currents tracing out her long hair. A moment later she opened her eyes and glanced down, seeing her hair had turned a dramatic electric blue. Griswold was, again, smiling.

“Very nice, very nice. As I suspected you show a great talent for transmutations. Now then, I do believe your parents instructed me to teach you some more advanced techniques, so let’s get on that! It would never do to disobey your parents now would it?”

Audra smiled a perfectly innocent smile, twirling her recolored hair, “Oh no, I would never dream of doing that.”

Their lesson lasted all day and into the early evening, Audra attacking the instruction of the veteran mage with the ferocity of a starving wolf, taking very naturally to the transfigurations and transmutations her mentor was teaching her. It was nothing too dramatic, but going to bed that night she had an arrangement of little brown freckles across her face that hadn’t been there before, and her skin was more tanned than it had been this morning. She had returned her hair to its natural color though, it would hardly do for someone to see that and question what they had really been doing all day. Thankfully though the servants in the house didn’t like being around the young sorceress, and tended to avoid her, something to do with anti-magical superstition, or the notion that things tended to explode around magic users. Aura hid her actual spellbooks under a loose floorboard in her room, standing before a full length mirror. She let her dress fall to the floor and looked over herself. She was in good shape, a very shapely body and quite well developed for someone who would turn twenty in a few months. She had a body that made men drool and wherever she went she turned heads. Families from up to two hundred miles away had sent suitors over the last few years, though she always turned them down. If she became a court flower she would never be able to realize her magical potential, and the idea of living like that sickened her. Simply put, being remarkable was starting to wear thin.

Then, a thought occurred to her. What if she wasn’t herself for a little while? Wouldn’t that be nice? No worries, no concerns, no overbearing parents trying to either marry her off or strangle her magical training, no lessons with uptight fussy women trying to make her behave like a proper lady, it would be a vacation just to not have men slobbering over her whenever she turned the corner. Audra smiled and slowly, carefully started making herself into someone else.

She stood back, admiring her handiwork a few hours later. Well, she wasn’t quite sure who she looked like, but she didn’t really look like her anymore. Her auburn hair had turned the same blonde as a hay bale, her normally brown eyes were now blue. Her complexion had morphed from a high-class pale to a farmer’s tan and she had given herself more freckles. She couldn’t alter the shape of her face at all, though she didn’t quite want to cross that line yet, not without help. But she had to admit, she certainly didn’t look like Audra, sole daughter of House Vivaldi, anymore. Throw a little dirt on there and she could pass as any random farmer’s girl, and the possibility was a little exciting, she had to admit. She wanted to test it, now, not later. She went to put her dress back on, but thought better of it, it wouldn’t blend in. No, she needed something else, something more, common. She searched through her wardrobe for a bit, eventually pulling out some more rugged work clothes she had worn when her and Griswold had gone hiking to collect potion ingredients. The workmanship was of superior quality but she thought she could pass as a common girl in it easily enough. She pulled on her clothes and headed out the door, keeping a careful watch out for anyone who might jeopardize her little excursion. She thought she had made it, until she heard a voice behind her. “You there, stop!” Audra’s heart leapt into her throat, and she turned to see one of the house maids storming towards her. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. The big maid walked up to her, glaring down at her. After a tense moment, the woman spoke. “Now just who are you, and what are you doing in here?”

Audra was speechless for a moment, before saying the first thing that sprang into her mind. “I work here.” She said, trying to sound convincing. The maid stared at her, unconvinced. “Where do you work? What’s your position?” She thought fast, “I, uh, work for Griswold, I help purchase and harvest materials for his work!”

The frown on the woman’s face deepened. “We’ll have to see about that.” She declared, grabbing Audra by her arm and pulling her along. The maid pulled her to the door to Griswold’s chambers and began to knock on the door. The concept that it would be unwise to disturb a sleeping wizard was either less important than identifying a possible intruder to this woman, or it had simply not occurred to her. A minute or so later the door creaked open, a rather annoyed looking Griswold standing in the door in a loose robe. “What.” He said, in the tone of a man not to be trifled with, especially after having been awoken from his bed. The maid seemed unfazed by the annoyed wizard, and pushed Audra forward. “This young woman says she works for you, I’ve never seen her here before, is this true?” Griswold rubbed his brow sleepily, “I don’t have any…” He froze when he saw who it was outside. He stared at her for a long moment, before suddenly snapping wide awake. “Of course, this young lady is my assistant, I just hired her last week and she has not been around much, I can understand your confusion, please my dear, come inside.” He firmly ushered Audra into the room, closing the door on the retreating maid. Griswold looked her up and down, from the scuffed boots to the embarrassed grin. “What, in the world, have you done?” He asked.

Audra could only smile sheepishly.

“I was, uh, practicing?” She said, grinning. Griswold shook his head, “This goes a bit beyond practice. This is reckless, foolhardy, potentially dangerous, and quite impressive.” Audra stopped still at that last one. “Really?” She asked. Griswold nodded, “Really, this is some nice work, you have a good attention to detail, the freckles are a nice touch, helps break up your facial profile. Now tell me, what exactly were you planning on doing tonight?” He asks, grinning wryly.

Audra shrugged, “I was planning on going down to the town and just, being normal. Getting away from this house, these dresses for a little bit, clear my head.” Griswold nodded, mumbling something and waving a hand which glowed faintly. “Well then, go ahead, just be careful out there. Your spells seem to be holding for now, the transmutations seem to have taken a good hold and are not degrading, but don’t take unnecessary risks out there, I need you to come back and continue your training. If you can do this after one day of instruction then I can’t wait to see what you can do after I give you some proper teaching.” Audra nodded, heading for the door, “That sounds good to me, I’ll be back for lessons tomorrow.” Griswold laughed, “Yes, and dead tired most likely, oh but don’t let me stop you, run along now, have fun!” Audra smiled, and left the wizard’s study. A few minutes later she was pounding the cobblestones out in the town which surrounded the family castle. The regal poise which had been distilled into her by instructor after instructor was carefully eradicated, Audra stomping along the street in her big leather boots. On a whim she turned the corner into a tavern and shouldered up to the bar, throwing a few coins over the counter and buying a lager. She carried her drink over to a rough wooden table and took a gulp, the cheap brew almost making her gag. After a moment she decided she liked it and took another swig, propping her feet up on the table and listening to the droning talk of simple people living simple lives.

For Audra, it was as close to a vacation as she had in a long time.

After that night she devoted herself to her studies even more. Their lessons became more and more focused on transfigurations. Partly it was because Audra wanted to learn little else, mostly because Griswold saw that it was her greatest gift. So, day after day she would practice ever more complicated transformative magic, devouring every spell she learned. She would spend her days in practice and training, and sometimes her nights down in the town, hitting up the average bars and talking to the average people who lived there. One night she was blonde, another brunet, another her hair was raven black. She tried to never do the exact same combination twice, always thinking of something new to do, or a new trick to make herself look completely different. After a week or so they started experimenting with Actual physical alterations, shifting bone positions, sculpting flesh, always with Griswold’s careful oversight. The moment she was able to reform her face without his help he smiled wider than she had ever seen him do before. So here she was, in one of her favorite haunts, with close cut blonde hair, shining blue eyes, and the muscle tone of a blacksmith’s apprentice, a large mug of lager in her hand. She wasn’t paying attention to the bar around her, which is why she didn’t notice him until he walked up and sat at her table.

She glanced up, looking the newcomer over. It was a young man, sandy blonde hair and a strong build. He leans against the wall and sets down the two drinks he was carrying, pushing one across the table to her. “Saw you were sitting alone, thought I might fix that.” Audra considered the young man across from her, he was nice enough to look at, seemed friendly too, and forward. People had hit on her a few times, but nobody had been as forward as this. She kinda liked it. “So you did.” She said, downing some more drink and considering him. “And I suppose you did this out of the kindness of your heart?” He smiled, “Well, I just couldn’t stand to see you sitting here alone.” Audra nodded, “Uh huh, especially when you’re the one to come and keep me company?” His guilty grin was answer enough.

They chatted for a little bit, dancing around the issue at hand. Turns out his name was Brian and he worked as a carpenter. She fed him some harmless lies about working in a metal shop, making horseshoes and work knives. She took the opportunity to show off the large muscles she had given herself, a view he seemed to fixate on. After a bit the conversation came around to the massive pink elephant in the room. “It’s been nice talking, but I have to go.” Audra said, starting to get up. Brian was disappointed, but he took it well enough, nodding his head as though bowing, “Ah well, I’ll see you some other time then.” Audra grinned and leaned in. “Actually, could I impose on your generosity again?” He perked up, “Yes, what is it?” “You see, I’m going to bed. Alone. Do you think you could find it in your heart to keep me company? It would be a shame to be alone.”

She paid for a room for the night as fast as she could, hurrying upstairs to find the right number, throwing wide the door just in time for Brian to push her in. They turn towards each other and pounce in moments, locking arms around each other, kissing fiercely. Their tongues fight for dominance as they hold each other close, their hands going everywhere. They only break the kiss for the moment it takes to get Brian’s shirt off, throwing it somewhere across the room. His hands are on her breasts, rubbing at them through the fabric before working the buttons on her top, Audra shucking it off as soon as she got the chance, pulling her bra off as well to let his hands at her. Before this got any further she concentrated, letting the magic run down her. A moment later she felt a twinge down in her hips, as her reproductive system was magically rendered temporarily barren. Best to be cautious when you’re spinning out of control. “So, do you like the company?” Brian asked, when they broke the kiss. “But I’m not in bed yet.” Audra moaned, pushing him back onto the bed where he landed with a thump.

She smiled lazily at him, unbuttoning her pants and pushing them down to the floor, standing naked before him, climbing up onto the bed. “This is more like it, though you seem a little over dressed, I can fix that though.” She said in a sultry voice, unbuttoning his pants. She jumped a little when his cock sprang free of its cloth prison, clearly ready for action. She felt a little shudder inside, despite her confidence she had only done this once or twice before, but she didn’t want to let that show. In her little fantasy she was a lot more experienced than she actually was, and she needed to feel that confidence if she wanted it to come across to him. In any case, he didn’t notice, just kicking his pants off and reaching down. Brian grabbed her hips and pulled her up to his head, driving his mouth against her pussy, making Audra gasp and moan. He sunk his tongue into her, swirling and licking inside her, playing with her clit with a finger, making her shudder and groan.

He kept at it for a few minutes, until his attentions send Audra shuddering and moaning over the edge, groaning as Brian licked her clean. She slowly slid down him until she rested on the bedsheets, Brian rolled sideways and started reaching for his pants, but Audra grabbed his arm. “What do you think you’re doing?” “Getting some, ah, protection.” He said. Audra nodded, “Thanks, but don’t worry, I’m about as safe as it’s possible to be, for everything you’re thinking of, just trust me here.” Me considered, looked at her, and then seemed to think better of it. “Alright, your future I guess.” He said, reaching over to play with her breasts to get things back in the proper mood. A moment later Audra pulled him sideways on top of her, hooking her legs around his back, helping him get lined up before he began to thrust into her, little careful thrusts until he was well into her, before pulling back out to the tip and thrusting in earnest.

Brian leaned down and clamped his mouth around one of Audra’s nipples, suckling and licking while playing with the other with his hand. He continued to thrust in and out of her, his pace unrelenting. Only the improved endurance and strength of her new form allowed Audra to keep up with him and not simply be carried away. Soon the vigorous fucking and his working mouth and hands proved to be too much and she went shuddering over the edge again. Brian, if anything, picked up the pace, hammering away at her as she clenched around him, each of them moaning and shuddering. A moment later he slammed into her pussy as hard and deep as he could, Audra could feel him pulsing within her as he came, warm cum gushing into her. Brian collapsed on top of her before rolling sideways, each panting heavily.

“So, is this what you had in mind when you asked for company?” Brian asks, getting his wind back.

Audra smiled, stretching happily, “Hmm, ask me again in the morning.”

They cuddled for a while after that, before drifting off to sleep.

“Audra, you seem a little distracted today.” Griswold remarked, looking at Audra over the top of his spellbook. The sorceress snapped out of her daze and started studying her material again, until thoughts of last night clouded her mind over again. Griswold tutted and tried to keep the lesson on track, though he was failing miserably. He had a strong suspicion of what his charge had been up to last night, though it was no matter to him. So long as it did not interfere with her studies it shouldn’t be any cause for concern. He just hoped that this wouldn’t become a too regular occurrence, lest it become a major distraction. Three months later, he was still hoping.

In Audra’s defense, she rarely fell in bed with a random stranger more than twice a week, three or four times at a stretch. The mage would have said something or offered his advice to the younger mage, but if anything she seemed more dedicated to her studies than ever, even if she did show up looking very tired some days. She was however insatiable when it came to learning new magical concepts, practicing every new spell or transmutation furiously until she had it down to an art form. Griswold had seldom enjoyed such a dedicated and energetic student, and Audra quite enjoyed her tutelage as well, coming up with new and innovative applications of every little spell or trick he taught her. Sadly though, it was not to last. Four months after their first lesson on transmutation, Audra’s parents, in their infinite wisdom, decided that the whole ‘magic’ thing was a bad idea and fired Griswold. For the both of them it was an emotional experience, as they had grown to be good friends over their months together, and Audra was very upset at her parents once again exerting their control over her life, just when she had started to find something that worked for her. They said their goodbyes and Audra had stormed off to her room to brood, but her spirits lightened a little when she got there.

Before he had left, Griswold left copies of his books on transmutation under the floorboard in Audra’s room, leaving a note inside the cover of the first one. “To my greatest student. Your parent’s foolishness should not be allowed to destroy such a great talent. I leave these to you, where I trust they will be well used. I have no doubts that someday you will surpass me in your mastery over the arts of transmutation and transfiguration. I eagerly look forward to seeing you again someday, I only hope I will recognize you when I do. Sincerely, your proud teacher, Griswold. P.S. Have fun!”

If anything, firing Griswold was one of the worst decisions her parents had ever made regarding their daughter. The mage was the facilitator of her training true, but he was also exerting some modicum of control over the young sorceress. Now that he was gone, she was fully free to teach herself exactly what she wanted to know, and exercise it whenever she pleased. Now many of her nights were spent trolling through the bars and inns of the city for interesting encounters. Sometimes she just drank, fought, and told stories, but other times she found a handsome mark and took him to bed, very much enjoying the total anonymity of what she was doing. She had even amused herself by bedding the same man three nights in a row in the guise of different women. She had even started to experiment with more radical changes, though those were much more difficult. She considered it a major triumph when she finally gave herself elfin ears.

She continued to practice in that vein, working on her elfin appearance, judging her progress using her mirror and anatomical diagrams of elves. The face was the trickiest, working to perfect the vaguely catlike elegance of the elfin frame, and of course the legendary ears. The body however was just as tricky to get right. Lithe and supple, hiding power and elegance in a slim frame, the elfin body was challenging enough to simulate, let alone create a full transformation. But after a week of intense practice Audra finally got it right, admiring her new form before her mirror. She was now an elegant elfin maiden, long golden hair and a slim, lithe body. She had reduced her breasts a little in size so they wouldn’t seem silly on her slimmer body, but she found she liked them just as much as her normal set, they were nice and firm, quite tasteful if she thought so herself. Right, now it was just time to put this body through its paces. She slipped out of the caste, fast becoming an expert in evading the household guards, and vanished into the city, for all the world an elven maiden visiting the big city.

She practiced her elven strut, elegantly walking down the street looking for just the right place to start her hunt for the night. She couldn’t hit up her usual haunts, those were a little low class for an elven lady of her falsified class. So she needed to find something a little more high class, something with taste and elegance, something refined. Audra walked into the high end merchant district of the city, the common folk replaced with expensive merchants. The dives and inns were replaced with high class dining and cafes, the merchant stalls selling pots and pans replaced with expensive merchants selling silks and precious metals. No, this was the right place for her, the right place for the face she was wearing. She sighted in on an expensive looking restaurant and walked in, quickly pushing past the doorman, quickly finding a spot at the elegant bar, sipping some fine wine and scanning the room.

She looked around, checking out the crowd. This establishment was often visited by visiting merchants and wealthy patrons. Among them could be found the occasional elf visiting from their far distant lands. She looked around for one, scanning for that distinctive ear profile. At first it seemed that she had been unlucky, no elves seemed to be visiting the restaurant that night. She sipped her wine for a little while, about to leave for better prospects when she saw him coming out of a side room. She leaned over in her chair, taking a good eyeful of the new arrival. He was tall, well built, even for a slender elf. He had wore a regal suit, his hair well groomed. Had he been human she would have said he was in his mid-30s, but she was hardly a judge of elven age. All in all, he was quite attractive by her judgment. Perfect, now all she had to do was hook him.

She could take the direct approach, but that might have the effect of scaring him away. She wasn’t that familiar with how elves reacted to such things. Hopefully she could avoid discussing any elven topics for long enough to get him in bed, otherwise she might have to bluff her way past anything he might say. She leaned over the bar and ordered a drink, telling the waiter to deliver it to the elf where he sat. The wine was dutifully delivered, and a moment later the elf was looking in her direction. After a moment the elf and the drink wandered over in her direction, slipping onto the barstool next to her. “My thanks for the drink milady, to what do I owe your beneficence?” Audra smiled, discreetly casting the gift of tongues onto herself, “You owe me nothing, I was simply pleased to see another familiar face.” The elf nodded, the hint of a smile forming. “Yes, I understand that very much. These humans are a decent enough lot but it has been a long time since I have seen another of elvenkind.” Audra smiled, this might be easier than she had thought.

“I fully agree.” Audra drawled lazily, “Humans are alright for most things, but they just don’t know how to properly care for a proper elven lady. Some of the things I put up with, you would scarcely believe.” The elf nodded, an almost weary expression coming over his face. “I know full well on that count. Some of the food these people eat, the swill they choke down on a daily basis, turns my stomach. That people can live on such fare and seemingly grow so healthy is beyond me, some humans seem to have more in common with the orc than the elf.” Audra smiled outwardly but was a little offended inside, “They are hardly all that bad, most of them are quite cordial.” The elf sipped his wine and nodded absently, “True, true, many of them are decent folk. If one can stand the mess, the smell, terrible food and lumpy beds you can find them to be very personable, shame their personalities are usually obscured by so much gunk.” Audra shrugged internally, she guessed she could put up with him. “’Tis’ a great shame,” she agreed, “Some of them clean up quite nicely, once they have a mind to. Though I admit I have been feeling very lonely without meeting another of my kind for so long.” Her elfin friend paused during his next drink, the implication of what she was saying starting to dawn on him.

“Well then, I count it fortunate that I was able to find you tonight, it would be a terrible shame if two lonely elves did not come to offer each other comfort far from home.” Audra nodded, her smile lighting up the room, “Yes, a great fortune, it is only right that we should take pleasure in each other’s company on a lonely night.” Audra grinned, watching the elf’s reaction, he seemed quite pleased. “My name is Vai’el by the way.” She added. Her new friend stood and bowed at the waist, “Mark’eth, at your service milady.” Audra smiled, “Such a dramatic proposal, whatever shall I put you to work doing?” He grinned low and wolfish, “I am sure you can think of something.” Audra nodded, a grin forming, “Tell me, do you have chambers here?” Mark’eth nodded. “Very good, I am feeling a tad tired, would you be so good as to escort me to your bedchamber?” She asked, rising and feigning fatigue. Mark’eth swept in and wrapped an arm around her, presumably to steady her. “Milady, it would be my pleasure.” He assured her as they walked out of the bar.

His chambers were as lavishly decorated as the rest of the establishment, lacquered wood and soft cushions everywhere. Once they were inside they turned to face each other, Mark’eth raising her chin with a finger to pull her into a tender kiss. They break a few moments later, holding and caressing as they undress each other. It takes far longer to get naked this time than her other times, partly due to moving so slowly, mostly due to the complicated natures of their expensive clothes. Her dress is easier, just slipping it off to let the cloth fall to the floor, his clothes are much harder however. The number of buckles and straps holding the whole thing together borders on the absurd, and she almost loses her arousal trying to get the whole assortment off of him. She manages it in the end, leaving them both bare before each other. She notes with a little amusement that his body is seemingly hairless, and with a little worry that his member seems mostly limp. Well, no time to worry about that now, not when he’s kissing her like that. A few moments later he guides her to the bed and gently lowers her down onto it, kissing her on the mouth again before starting to slide down her body, trailing kisses as he went.

He kissed and nibbled down past her belly before coming to a rest between her legs, giving his attention to her pussy, which had been rather wet for a while now. He licked and kissed around the outside before spreading her open and starting to work at her folds, going slowly and carefully, giving her his undivided focus and attention. For Audra it was torture, slow, exquisite torture. The elf between her legs was methodical and precise, slowly teasing out every bit of pleasure she could feel. This continued for a few minutes, though she knew it felt like hours, before his patient attention eventually pushed her over the edge, Audra crying out as she came into his mouth. He kept working her as her aftershocks subsided, teasing out a few secondary orgasms. After that he crawled up atop her, Audra climbing higher onto the bed. After another kiss, he positioned himself for the main event, and began thrusting into her. Like before, he was calm and slow, fully preparing her before he picked up the pace. When he did he was careful to find a pace that worked well for each of them, making the two of them groan and writhe in pleasure as he repeatedly sunk himself in her.

This was something entirely unlike anything Audra had enjoyed before. She had fucked plenty of times, that was nothing new to her, but this wasn’t fucking, it didn’t even feel like sex. They were surely making love. If she had to find a comparison it would be fine wine and pipe smoke, delicate and luxurious, to be enjoyed slowly and tenderly, and gods it felt wonderful. Audra didn’t know how long she laid there, the rhythmically thrusting elf above her giving Audra his undivided focus and attention. Finally, after a happy eternity, he began to pick up the pace, starting to thrust faster and deeper, taking a stronger hold of her hips and side to steady himself. The tempo continued to build, Mark’eth reaching over to thumb her clit, sending Audra crashing over the edge. A few moments later he thrust once again, driving deep into her, somehow managing to look dignified as he came, a long stream of cum flowing into her. Careful to not collapse onto her, Mark’eth pulled out and laid down on the sheets beside Audra, covering them both in a blanket. “More later?” He asked hopefully. Audra smiled and nodded, “Later.” She confirmed. They lay there for some time, enjoying each other’s company, before finding the strength to start again. In the end Audra left the following morning a very satisfied woman.

Two weeks later, Audra was sitting in her chambers, reclined back in a leather armchair beside the crackling fireplace, a spellbook propped open in front of her. She had been practicing progressively more advanced transfigurations as time passed, growing more and more confident in her abilities. She had spent the last few days doing an in depth study of one of the more advanced spells in this particular book, which covered more radical body alterations. She smiled, examining the anatomical diagram of the Lamia on the page. It was further than she’d ever gone before, and it would test her abilities to the limit, but Audra was nothing if not ambitious. And besides, it looked like a lot of fun. Thankfully the family was out of town for the week, making this all much easier. She longed for the day when she could get out from under their thumb and start a life of her own. She didn’t need all that much really, a place to call her own, enough money for food and books, perhaps a little place down in the city? But never mind that now, it was hardly the kind of thing she wanted to be thinking about at the moment, no she had much more entertaining thoughts on her mind. She smiled as she examined the diagram again, getting out her paper and quills.

She spent the next hour or so sketching out a picture of a lamia on the page, getting the details down. All in all it looked somewhat close to herself, just with a long serpentine tail below the hips. She made a few notes about the coloration of the scales and the patterns there on the tail, before she decided she was satisfied with the sketch, now it was time to make it a reality. Audra stood from her chair, propping the spellbook open on a reading stand, shrugging out of her nightgown. She went over the details of the spell once again, making sure she got this right. Unlike her other changes that were really just minor cosmetic alterations in the grand scheme of things, this was a radical modification to her body that could not be done in small steps. This was a transformation that could only be done all at once, or not at all, so she had to get it right. If she tried to interrupt the spell while it was going, it could have disastrous consequences. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began the incantation.

She spoke clearly and confidently, making the gestures associated with the spell, finishing the ritual without having missed a single step. Relief flooded her, she had done it, now all she had to do was let the spell take its course, and see how it turned out. A moment later, she collapsed onto the floor, and found she could no longer stand up. She looked down, her eyes wide with panic as she watched the flesh of her legs twist and warp, stretching and bending in disturbing ways. They grew long, toes retracting into her feet as her legs grew together, her pussy swallowed up by the expanding, contorting flesh. It was, bizarre. A change like this should hurt, terribly so, and she felt that it should, but it didn’t, and that was quite disturbing in and of itself. She propped herself up on her elbows, awestruck as her legs grew together into something resembling a tail, which quickly elongated until it was almost seven feet long. A moment later a feeling of pins and needles raced across her body from the hips down, as row upon row of mottled scales pushed through her skin to complete the transformation. In a moment, the changes were done, and Audra was left admiring the long serpentine tail that had replaced her legs. She had done it! Now it was time to have a little fun with this body! She tried to get up, failed, and slammed face down onto her bed. This could be a problem…

She tried to slither, she really did, but after ten minutes of experimentation all she could accomplish was to sort of inchworm her way across the bed by alternating pushes with her coils. It seems that her new body knows how to work itself though even if Audra did not, because the more she tried the more she was able to do, eventually shakily rising her torso up from the bed, balancing it on raised coils. She practiced a little more before finally slipping down from the bed, carefully slithering across the room to get a good look at herself. She stood, or rather held herself up, in front of her mirror and looked over her body, noting the somewhat pointed ears and pointed teeth when she smiled. Her eyes had a somewhat reptilian appearance to them, though most of her body was the way it normally was, barring her claw-like fingers. Finally she examined her tail, looking over her scaly body. She had given herself mottled brown scales, with darker brown scales forming a complex pattern that wound down from her hips to the tip of her tail. She leaned over and ran a hand across her new scales, enjoying the glossy smoothness. Right, now it was time to head out on the town, but not before finding something to wear. Audra’s smile slowly slid from her face as she contemplated that notion. Oh gods, what was she going to wear?

She slithered to her wardrobe, sorting through the clothes to try and find something, anything presentable for this form. It wasn’t perfect, but she eventually settled on a shirt and skirt, nothing overly fancy, and a rather dashing looking red scarf tied about her waist. She looked over herself in the mirror, eventually deciding that her appearance was acceptable, and set out, using a network of secret passages to escape the castle without being seen. After that she was slithering down the evening streets, turning heads as she went. Lamia weren’t that common in the city, though given that it was a major trade hub it wasn’t unheard of, and there was a small contingent of them living in a section of the city usually reserved for exotic merchants. This was where she headed, checking to make sure her reproductive system was nonfunctional, before slithering into the exotic side of town. She saw more and more strange races, furry ones, winged ones, scaly ones, it was the last one she was most interested in at the moment. She slithered in the direction they seemed to be most prominent in, trying to find a nice little hunting ground. Eventually she set her sights on a tea shop, slithering in and looking around. There were no chairs inside, just padded cushions around the tables. She slithered over to one and curled up on it, placing an order with the waiter who came to greet her, and started looking around the room.

This place seemed very popular with the scaled residents of the city, there was quite a number of them, and of many different varieties. Two lizardmen, well, one could have been a woman, she wasn’t sure, were conversing in hushed tones in the corner. A large crocodile like creature was carefully sipping tea out of a tiny cup before refilling it from a massive steaming pot as he discussed something with an elf curled up next to him. In the corner was a creature that looked something like a Lamia, though he was covered in head to toe scales with a snakelike head, seemingly oblivious to the world as he read a book, pausing onto to pour himself more tea from the pot on the table. She was trying to make up her mind when the waiter came back and gave her the tea she’d ordered. She took the opportunity to examine him more closely. It was another Lamia, looked to be in his late teens, wearing a rather spiffy red vest and a skirt like garb over his ‘waist’. His ears were pointed and elfin, making her decide he was quite handsome. Yes, he would do nicely, his sleek but strong looking physique would give her new coils the workout she was looking forward to. She smiled warmly as she took the tea. “Why thank you young man, may I ask your name?”

The younger nodded respectfully, “Seronin. Mam, a pleasure to meet you.” Audra nodded in return, “The pleasure is most assuredly mine.” She said, in a hooded voice. “Do you think you could spare a minute to talk? I’m dreadfully lonely here all by myself.” She said, pouting adorably, she hoped. Seronin seemed to think about it. “I am sorry mam, but I’m working right now, my shift lasts for the next two hours I’m afraid.” Audra smiled, “I can wait.” She said, sipping her tea as the younger Lamia shifted nervously on his coils. “I’ll, uh, see you then?” He said before scurrying off to the kitchen. Audra sank lower on her coils and smiled, sipping her tea in a supremely satisfied fashion. True to her word, she waited for the young man’s shift to end, refilling her tea when her cup ran dry, waiting as other customers entered and left. Whenever Seronin slithered out of the kitchen she winked or smiled at him. At first the boy seemed nervous, but as time went on he seemed to get into it, winking right back, sharing an occasional intimate glance from across the room. Oh yes, this was working out wonderfully. Finally, after an agonizing eternity, Seronin came off his shift and slithered over to her, coiling up across from the table, a fresh pot in his hands. “So, mam. What did you want to talk about?” He asked, pouring them each a cup of tea.

Audra took her cup and sipped it, giving him a seductive gaze. “Well, I wanted to talk about you actually, you been here long?” He sipped his tea thoughtfully, “A few years, it’s had its ups and downs but overall not a bad place to live.” She nodded, the city certainly did have its charms. Thankfully one of them was sitting across the table from her. “Yes, it is rather difficult living here, so many strange races coming and going, the customs here can be quite difficult to get used to.” He rolls his eyes and nods emphatically, “I know! You wouldn’t believe how these humans act about some things, my first week here I was arrested for ‘public indecency’” He said, throwing in finger quotes “They made me wear this!” He said, gesturing to the skirt like thing he wore. “As though you can even see anything, I mean really. These humans are decent folk but they’re just, weird.” Audra smiled, she supposed it could seem that way from an outside perspective. “Yes, it can be hard, being away from home, from our own kind.” She said, “It’s nice just to talk to a fellow Lamia after so long, I’ve been desperately lonely.” Audra layer it on with a trowel, leaning over the table towards Seronin. The other Lamia smiled back, working up his courage. “Well, anything I can do to help with that? It’s been a long time for me as well.” Audra grinned again, setting her teacup down. “Perhaps we could keep each other company then.” She rose from the table. “Care to escort me home?” Seronin rose as well. “And where are we headed?” Audra smiled devilishly, “Why, your place of course.”

If he was at all surprised, Seronin didn’t show it. He simply slipped his arm through hers, and escorted her back to his abode a short distance from the tea shop. They chatted a bit on the way over, though it became harder as they went along, the mood thickening. Towards the end of their slither they were pressed against each other, arms wrapped around each other’s scaly sides when they finally reached his home. “Well, here we are.” He said, throwing the door open grandly and waving her in. Audra giggled a little before slithering in, finding an utterly average looking home, though interested in the Lamia specific décor that was put around. It was fairly interesting to look at, though right now she was more interested in the man of the house. “I’m sorry it’s not much.” He said, hanging his coat on the wall, seeming embarrassed by the state of his home. “Oh, it’s fine.” She said, slithering over to press up against him, “But I’d like the look of the bedroom even more.” Seronin smiled a little nervously, “Right this way mam.” He said after a moment, ushering her along with a sweep of his arm.

They slithered along, finding the bedroom did not contain an actual bed, but rather a large pit filled with cushions and a few blankets on the side. It would work nicely. She heard a rustle of fabric behind her and turned, seeing Seronin quickly disrobing. A moment later the now naked Lamia turned back to her, leaning against the wall on his elbow and grinning. Audra took a moment to admire his form, finding it both erotic and strangely tame. Seronin was telling the truth earlier, there really wasn’t anything to see. Right where the package of most other races would be there were only smooth scales. His body was fit and toned, though not over muscled, and the seductive grin he now wore was very easy on the eyes. While she knew this was a naked man ready for lovemaking, she somehow didn’t find herself excited, her human mind failing to really register his nudity without the familiar indicators to latch onto. If he was at all put off by this, Seronin didn’t show it, slithering over to her to pull her into a warm kiss, forked tongues entwining in their mouths.

She felt his hands working at her, her skirt falling away a moment later as he ran his hands up her shit to tickle her sides and belly. They continued to kiss as he worked his hands higher up her, pinching and tickling as he went, before he finally reached her breasts, playing with them under her shirt. They broke their kiss for just long enough to allow Seronin to pull her shirt over her head and throw it away, before they came back together, Seronin’s hands playing at her breasts as she wrapped her arms around him, their tails intertwining. They broke the kiss a moment later. “So, I know this is a bad time to bring this up.” Seronin panted as he ran his hands over her, “But you forgot to tip me.” Audra laughed, throwing her head back, Seronin taking the opportunity to kiss her neck. “I think I can make up for that.” She said, before they both tumbled backwards onto the pillows.

He broke the kiss, looking over the female in his arms, letting his hands wander as their tails continued to caress each other. “Now then, where should I begin?” He thought out loud, lazily tracing his hand down her front to start massaging at some bit of scales that seemed just like all the others. It certainly didn’t feel like the others though, Audra laying back in bed and moaning as he kneaded at her scaled flesh. A few moments later she felt her scales shift, looking down to see a crack forming, a vertical slit opening up. As it did, Seronin dipped his fingers into it, making her squeak and write happily, his fingers sinking into what had to be her pussy. A moment later Seronin leaned down, using his fingers to spread her open, and delved into her with his long forked tongue. Audra lay back on the sheets, tail slapping happily as she moaned. “Seronin.” She said, between huffing breaths. “Turn around.”

The Lamia did as he was bid, sidewindering around the bed until his coils were near her head, never removing his tongue from her pussy the whole way. She pulled him up on top of her, searching for the right spot to begin. She saw it a moment later, a widening slit in his scales like the one she had. She began to lick at it, delving her tongue into him to kiss and stroke, making him moan into her. Their bodies began to intertwine, coils wrapping into a spiral as they pleasured each other. Audra felt something pressing against her tongue and let off a bit as his cock slipped out form within him, sliding into her mouth as she sucked at him. She bobbed her head up and down, before loosening up her throat and pressing forward, deep throating Seronin with surprisingly little effort. Snake anatomy, she guessed. It soon proved too much, Seronin bringing her to orgasm in a few moments, just before he came as well, his seed flowing freely down her throat. He pulled out with a wet pop, starting to turn around, a goofy grin on his face. “That was great!” He said, slithering up her body. “We’re not done yet.” Audra said, pulling him into another embrace. She felt him lining his cock up, before easily pressing it into her. He was so well slicked up from the blowjob that he slipped inside her with almost no effort, Audra groaning happily as he filled her out. He sank in as far as he could comfortably, taking a moment to get situated, before drawing out and beginning to thrust into her.

He took a minute to find his rhythm, doing well once he got it. He licked at her breasts with his long tongue, Audra beyond any complicated thoughts by now. She simply lie back and enjoyed the Lamia working on top of her. His thrusts were getting more confidant as they went, finding the right spots inside her to drive her wild. After a bit he started to pick up the pace, ignoring her breasts to focus entirely on thrusting into her. Their bodies coiled together, wrapping around each other in a long spiral of scales thrusting against each other. Finally, after a nice long while he reached his peak, frantic thrusts driving Audra over the edge, her walls clenching on his cock as he followed suit. He cried out happily, holding onto the bed for balance as he pumped her full of cum. When he had finally finished he collapsed onto her, his cock pulling out of its own accord and slipping back into his body. “So, was that a good enough tip?” Audra panted. Seronin smiled widely, “That, that almost qualifies for a free pot of tea.” She laughed, “Only almost?” Seronin cuddled up against her, “Well, have to make a profit somehow, though I do think I have a new favorite customer.” Audra smiled as well, pressing happily against her lover. There, their bodies intertwined form head to the tips of their tails, the two of them passed into a happy sleep.