Gonz and Fernier Assertivness Training 2
#35 of High Fantasy
Gonz, kobold Sorceress and Cleric of Xasandra, has helped many people in the past. Now, an old friend returns for some help. Fernier has come toher chambers seeking a spell that will turn her into a much more assertive leader. Of course, there's such things as being too effective in spell-casting.Commission for GonztheKobold featuring abc163
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That tongue works its way up along the kobold's body. Her hands make their way up along her arms and sides, giving the sorceress a massage along her soft scales, soon cupping hands under her breasts.
The wolf kisses at those delightful mounds. Soft growls escape the undead's throat, blowing cold air over the kobold's nipples. When Fernier speaks, it is in a whispered growl. "You've been a naughty girl, Gonz. Taking advantage of a woman like me, who can be so easily controlled. How does it feel?" she asks, as one hand moves up along Gonz's leg, squeezing at her thigh. "To be the one on the receiving end?"
Gonz's eyes roll back and she shivers, squeaking up in response. "N-Not much different th-than when I c-control you. Yo... you pretty much do the sa-same thing, either way!"
Fernier smirks, her fingers spreading the kobold's slit apart. "Oh, really? There's one difference, though," she says, one finger playing at the lips down there a moment, but then she pulls back, lifting herself up, sitting on her knees above the kobold. "I can stop whenever I want, and there's nothing you can do about it!"
The way she stares down at Gonz with those pointed teeth in a wicked smile and those crimson glowing eyes make Gonz paralyzed on the bed. Her heart beats quickly, thumping loud enough for her partner to hear.
Snickering, Fernier reaches down and grabs Gonz by the horn, pulling the little curvy sorceress up, smashing the girl up against her stomach and teets. "Come on. You can't have all the fun, can you?"
Gonz squeezes her eyes shut, opening her mouth and rolling out her tongue. She flickers it over the lupine stomach and the lowest nipple--Fernier has plenty to go around, after all. The wolfen undead rolls her glowing eyes back, the sensations she usually gets as teases as she serves now given to her without complaint.
Gonz, still that nerdy virgin at heart, despite her transformative experience, relishes in contact with another creature, especially as one as exotic as Fernier. Despite her cool, undead flesh, the sensation is not strange at all. Indeed, she even ventures a little further and reaches up, grabbing at her lover's body, fondling over her chubby form. When the kobold was transformed into her current state, she had asked to be made into a form irresistible to the opposite sex. Here, this lupine beauty proves it, because both girls have the wonderful curves, lively, despite Fernier's unlife.
And Fernier has been teased long enough. She picks up the kobold girl under the arms, lifting her up with her knightley strength. With slightly fumbling movements, she spins the kobold upside down, poor Gonz tipsy in dizziness by the end of it, up until the point that the wolf presses her snout in between her legs.
"I grow tired of waiting," the wolf says. "You have riled me up juuuust right! And now, it's time to push further than before." She then buries her own snout up against the kobold's slit, her long tongue lapping up at the lips.
Gonz has had a few lesbian lovers in her time, so the moments she gets to indulge in a little cunnilingus is not uncommon. However, the forcefulness with which Fernier holds her and plumbs into her depths, commanding her to do it all, is enough to drive her wild.
All the while, Gonz holds onto the wolf's curves, and Fernier does the same for the kobold. Pleasantly plump and active in their sexual experience, the two compliment each other quite well, indeed.
And that complement goes on for quite awhile, as they caress and explore, stroke and lick. Fernier falls down onto the bed, smothering the kobold. Sure, Fernier herself didn't have to breathe, but Gonz sure does! Fernier continues her hungry lapping, her selfish groping, her mind possessed by the spell put upon her.
Buried between her legs, squished under Fernier's body, Gonz finds herself getting a little woozy. Soon, her touches slow down, and eventually, they stop as she slips off into sweet oblivion.
Without the spellcaster's concentration on the spell, Fernier's eyes shift back to their unnatural blue glow. Her face buried deeply into Gonz, she blinks, then rolls over, running her hands over her body. "Whe...w... that was... " she looks down, seeing the knocked out kobold "Oh ye gods!" she shouts and scoops the kobold up.
She licks over the sorceress's face, all over her cheek, getting even little tastes of herself. Almost instantly, Gonz awakens, batting the wolf knight away with little playful swipes of her claws. "H-hehy Fernie, please, haha, quit it, that tickles!"
Once she knows her lover is fully awake, Fernier wraps her arms around her, threatening to smother the poor girl in her tits. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Gonz! I didn't want that to happen to me. I just wanted to be a better leader, I didn't want to take advantage of your weakness.
Gonz squishes her hands into the girl's sides and pushes herself free, taking a deep breath. "Don't even think that!" Gonz barks.
The wolf sits up, at attention.
"My spell didn't tell you to do anything you wouldn't want to do. That hypnosis only removed some of your inhibitions. Secondly..." she says, fluttering her eyes as her finger strokes up and down along her side, pressing at her body. "I didn't do anything I didn't want to do, either.
Fernier sniffles. "I s-still feel so bad knocking you out," she says, her eyes wobbling with necromantic fluids.
"Well, would you feel better..." Gonz asks," if I commanded you to sit on me?" she says.
Biting her lip, the wolf knight nods.
"Well, then..." Gonz says, raising her hands up to ready her spell. "Let's begin."