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Qaz pulled his head back from under the dragoness' jawline and pressed the smooth tip of his snout to her lips.

Leseratte blushed deeply beneath her scales, appearing to have taken a moment to recognize this as a kiss. The librarian hesitated a moment, before pressing into the contact, her lips pressing against his pliable black surface. A tremble ran through the dragoness as a glistening appearance burst from the touch, washing from the tip of her snout down her body.

The shiny black dutch angel's cheek-marks glowed brighter as he realized he'd done something else unconsciously. From the point of contact of his snout, her body was rapidly gaining a high gloss, like her scales had been freshly buffed and polished. In the wake of this increased albedo, the distinction between the scales themselves smoothed away.

As soon as this change travelled to other parts touching Qaz, the librarian let out a soft gasp through her nose, pulling back slightly as her forelegs and chest made rubbery squirks and squeaks against his body.

"Sorry, that was... very forward of me." Qaz spoke softly, his eye markings turning down somberly above his blush.

Leseratte answered by using a claw to guide his snout back to hers, kissing again. As she made contact, the spread of shine across her body accelerated, surging to cover the rest of her body in a high gloss. As the external changes completed, she pulled back lightly to speak. "If I may be forward myself, I find that I do not want to let go of you..."

The smaller of the two great dragons felt another desperate pang of desire deep within his chest. This time, however, he didn't resist the coming side-effects of his need.

The librarian squeezed her wings around Qaz's back, head swaying as though she'd just had another bout of vertigo. At first, she didn't seem to realize that her wings sank beneath his surface, soon followed by her foreleg draped around his shoulder.

Qaz gasped softly as the first of her form sank within him, a quiver running down his form as he spread his own wings to wrap around her back. He began to pull more intently than the unconscious urge did on its own.

Leseratte's eyes drifted closed blissfully as her new form slid against his, followed by parts of herself phasing into him. With a controlled movement, she delved her free foreleg into the sculpted fluff of his throat, claw spreading as though she were delving into deep wet clay. Purring, she pressed into a kiss once again, but kept going, her head and neck sinking directly into his featureless snout, followed by her shoulders into his chest.

By this point the glossy black male found himself less leaning against the dragoness so much as toppling forward over what was left of her outside his body. He spread his wings again and beat them for balance, her midsection downward jutting from the curve of his sculpted chest-fluff to the polished floor.

Her hind claws pushed up off the marble, expediting her continued disappearance into the dutch angel's bizarre body. By the time he caught himself on his fore-paws, her feet had left the ground entirely, her newly squeaky tail curling and pressing off the smooth stone.

Qaz got his head tucked down to set his optical sensors on this display just as her claws and tail were vanishing from sight, falling up into his body. He raised his head, the ovals beneath his eye markings that indicated his blush illuminated brightly, and tensed up.

Standing directly ahead of him was the group of kobolds Leseratte had tasked with gathering books, claws on a large cart laden with them. Each of the robed draconids were openly staring at the guest of the library.

"Ah, uh..." Qaz sat back on his haunches, tucking his wings to his sides. "You see, well... ah!" His attempts at explaining were interrupted by the shape of a claw pressing out of his flank near his hip.

Shortly after, the disappeared dragoness' face distended the glossy black at the center of his seemingly trim stomach. Her expression, as much as it could be read in this predicament, was euphoric. She nuzzled outward with muffled squeaks, a low rumbling purr starting to vibrate the male's surface.

The movements within his body caused the flustered public art to let out a trembling moan, placing his smoothed paws on the bulges in his surface.

Said distentions resurfaced elsewhere with a muffled giggle, the impression of Leseratte's tail and a hind claw appearing on his front as she bulged his back out between the wings with her face.

"You see..." Qaz attempted to resume explaining. "I can only really let... ah... let her out if she wants to come out..." The shiny black dutch angel fidgeted, his tail flicking about behind him, before going stock straight. He turned to look back at the caudal appendage as it was made clear the librarian thought it amusing to bulge it out with her horned head and long neck. "A-And as you can see... she's quite content to be... uh... exploring my body..." He bashfully turned his head back towards the group of kobolds.

A few of them were blushing now, as well.

Clearing his throat, the dragon got back onto all fours. "S-so it's this way to the clean room...?" He gestured with a claw, before pressing his thighs together as a claw stretched out his smooth groin from between them. "Ounghffff..." Qaz fidgeted and tried to keep professional, even as the kobolds who had blushed started to stumble towards him, as if from vertigo.