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Squeaks peeks into one of the many rooms of the dragon's vast estate. Someone told her that there was an alchemy lab nearby with a few like-minded scholars already swapping notes, and she wanted to learn new things herself. However, each room she peers into seems to be another bedroom. Just how many does one dragon need? Well, this is a big party, so a lot of bedrooms would make sense, given the subject matter. This one looks to be empty like the rest. She shrugs and heads back out, but freezes as her ears twitch.

Did she just hear a squeak?

The mouse steps inside, looking around the room. "Hello? Is someone in here?" she asks, holding onto the strap of her component pouch.

The answer comes from a slight rustling in the clothes hamper.

Squeaks blinks and scurries on over, peering into the basket, through one of its many wicker holes. From the inside, through a sea frilly white underthings, stares back a reptilian eye. Squeaks clasps her mouth and steps back, but the figure within shifts around and blurts out. "Wait! I'm stuck! Can you get me out of here?"

"Oh... Oh my! Sorry about that. Hold on!" Squeaks climbs up the top of the hamper and leans over, holding her hand out. "Grab my hand, friend. Don't worry! I'll get you out!

A scaled hand breaches the sea of white, clasping onto hers. She grabs the kobold's wrist and leans back, trying to pull him out, but he's much too heavy for the little spellcaster. Her foot slips, and she tumbles in, sinking into the piles of soft underthings.

When Squeaks opens her eyes, she sees the kobold's face. He chuckles nervously and scratches his nose, saying. "Well, at least I'm not lonely anymore. Name's Munie. I guess we're stuck in here awhile."

"What are you even doing in here?" she asks, furrowing her brow when she sees the frilly maid's outfit he wore. "And..." she sniffs. "What's that smell?"

Munie clears his throat and says. "Well, I, uh, didn't really have much to do in here, so I decided to take care of a little problem of mine and, well, these panties aren't so clean anymore.

"Oh, you naughty thing!" Squeaks squeaks. "This is a party where you're supposed to be playing with others, not with yourself."

"Oh, funny you should say that," Munie says, remembering his initial encounter. But before he could continue talking about his strange journey, the little mouse wraps her arms around him, nuzzling her cheek against his chest.

Munie gasps, eyes wide as he lays on the soft clothing, the mouth providing her warmth to him. He smiles and wraps his arms around her as well.

"You don't mind if I just, snuggle up close, do you?" Squeaks says. "There are so many large, scary creatures. To find someone else who is closer to my size is quite comforting."

Munie strokes the back of her head and breathes out a quick. "Not at all..." before he rolls out his tongue, licking by her ear.

The mouse shudders and moves her hands from around him, undoing her outfit a bit, shuffling around in the basket.

Munie helps her, his own hands burrowing underneath articles and feeling over the fur underneath.

Soon, Squeaks is undone enough so that Munie can easily feel whenever he wishes, and the kobold moves his hands behind her, pulling her in close up against his frilly dress, their noses touching each other.

The two little critters stare into each other's eyes, a blush forming underneath Squeaks's fur, but she rubs her nose up against him. Munie shudders, his hands moving down along her body, cupping at her tiny rear.

Squeaks gasps, a high-pitched thing that makes the kobold shake. Meanwhile, she pulls up his dress, her fingers going between his legs, rubbing at his slit. As his length reveals itself, the mouse scoots up on top of him, staring at him with half-lidded eyes as she lowers herself down onto him.

Munie growls, feeling his shaft finally find its way inside a girl. And with her being smaller than him, he revels in her tight entrance.

Squeaks's eyes widen, but she keeps her opened-mouth look focused on his eyes, letting the mini dragon see how much she is enjoying herself. She brings herself down just as slowly as she needs to, feeling her insides spread wide for the kobold. Her mouse anatomy allows her enough stretchiness to keep from harming herself from such a thing, but it still feels so great!

Outside, passersby would see a basket shaking back and forth in a slow, tender motion, tiny puffs and squeaks emerging from within. If there was anyone outside, none of them actually bothered the two tiny lovers.

Munie's fingers grip harder on Squeak's cheeks. The mouse looks down at him with one closed eye and one half-open eye, her groans reaching a fever pitch as Munie pushes his cock deeper into her than he had ever before. Despite having relieved his lust earlier, this cute mouse girl on top of him reinvigorated all of his lusts. He croaks before letting out a silent cry as his emissions release deep into her.

Squeaks's already tight chamber wraps around him with its quivering orgasm, the mouse leaning in on the kobold, her hands squeezing his bare shoulders. The only sounds to come from her are a shuddering huffing before she collapses onto him, their bodies still connected as they lay there together, hands brushing over each other's fur and frills as they bask in the afterglow.

"H... Happy Holidays," Squeaks says, rubbing her cheek against Munie's chest.

The kobold smiles softly. If he can't find his future self again, maybe he's found something better, instead?

"Wait, I've got it!" Squeaks says, pushing away from him.

"W... what?"

"When we were... together, we rocked the basket. Let's push it both of us. Alone, we're stuck, but together...!"

"Right!" Munie says, and he follows her lead. With a mighty shove, both kobold and mouse topple the hamper over, sending love-stained clothing all over the once clean bedroom, the two smallest characters tumbling out behind white panties and other underthings.