Squeaks and Zuzu

Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry

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#62 of Tik Tik's Tower

Two alchemists use the ingredients created during the revelries of the holidy party to make a sexy potion!

This is part of a holiday special I did with other creatives a few years ago. You can find more information here

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Squeaks and Zuzu sit around the large bowl procured for them by their friends from the party. It's a strange sight, indeed, seeing two naked alchemists among orgy revelers working the magic of science together, but even more strange are the ingredients that they've collected.

Squeaks cracks the unfertilized xenomorphic egg, mixing the white with the yolk into the batch.

Zuzu lifts the boiling amniotic fluid of a godling from her hot plate and tosses it in.

Squeaks droppers in just two squirts of blood of one affected by a lamia's bite.

The two look to each other and nod as they take the last ingredient, the discharge of eldritch energy from a great being. They hold the orb up high, letting the magical exhaust slop inside of the boiling bowl.

"It should be good to drink now!" Squeaks says. "But it might be a little hot!"

Zuzula lifts it, looking at it with a disinterested glance. "Heat is among one of those things I don't feel anymore." She sighs, and tips the bowl back with no regard to safety.

Everyone watches, some in excited lustful anticipation, others in arcane curiosity, as Zuzala imbibes the concoction. It starts with a sip, but she leans her head back, farther and farther, soon gulping down large portions of the mixture. It rolls off of her cheeks and chin. Hot liquid trails down along her stitched body. Her unoccupied hands twitch the more she consumes, but soon, she tosses it aside, leaning forward, slapping her knees and rubbing at her throat, her eyes wide--panting with a staggered breath.

The mouse alchemist hops to her feet and scurries on up to her. "Zuzula, did it work?"

The constructed alchemist's eyes take a moment to focus, but when they do, they focus onto the mouse with a renewed excitement. Arms wrap around her own body as she shudders.

Squeaks's mouth turns up in a smile. "Can you feel... can you feel the heat!?"

Zuzu responds by taking her other arms and wrapping them around Squeaks's shoulders, pulling her in, shoving her tongue deep into her mouth.

Squeaks's eyes roll back as the other alchemist takes her in so eagerly. Everyone around her cheers her on, chanting her name as she dominates the other alchemist.

Squeaks pulls her mouth free and gasps, holding tight onto Zuzu as she catches her breath. "You can feel! You can feel!"

"Yes... yes we can!" Zuzu says, a hungry growl in her voice that wasn't there before.

"W... we?" Squeaks says, tilting her head.

Two of Zuzu's hands move up to grip at her own chest, squeezing tightly. She gasps, pushing her chest out and groaning out in pleasure. As she tilts her head back, cracking of bone and tearing of flesh fills the room as, emerging from her very being, another upper body, well endowed and groping at her, emerges.

"O... oh my," Zuzula says, panting, her cheeks blushing. "Sister, you've... you've awakened..."

"So have you, Zuzu," the alchemist's conjoined twin says. "How's it feel?"

Zuzu bites her lip, closing her eyes and shuddering. "Better than I could ever imagine."

"Why don't we make them feel good, too?" her twin says, letting go of Zuzu and grabbing onto Squeaks's leg. She yanks the mouse girl so she rests in between the two stitched sisters, a strange amalgam creature that shares the same lower body. Squeaks nestles in the middle, where her head is right by Zuzu and her legs by the newly emerged twin.

The twin leans in and rolls out her long tongue, pressing it to Squeak's womanhood. The mouse squeaks, and Zuzu takes the opportunity to kiss her once again, her tongue wriggling and writhing with more dexterity than someone built from human parts had any right to have.

Zuzu's twin shakes her head, her nose rubbing up against Squeak's sensitive mouse clit, making her squeak even higher.

The two sisters look to each other with mischievous glee and brush fingers along the small furry body. Fingers and thumbs tweak at the mouse's nipples, each of them have enough arms to both hold her up and pinch each of her multiple tits.

Squeaks's tail thrashes around, but she cannot escape the probing body of Zuzu and her twin-not that she wanted to. Not at all!

All around, the party watches as Zuzula goes all out on the little mouse, and they all watch with a mix of awe, worry, lust, and curiosity. Soon enough, the three females scream out, collapsing onto the ground. Zuzula's sister disappears once more into her sister's body, leaving only two of her arms exposed for the alchemist to lose. When she collapses, Zuzu holds Squeaks close to her, nuzzling against her as she curls up on the floor, panting with ragged breaths.

"Z... Zuzu..." Squeaks breaths. "Are you alright?"

Zuzu flutters her eyes open and smiles. "Alright...?" she asks, chuckling a little. "I'm... I've never been better!" She looks up to the other partygoers who are around her. "Come on, everyone. I still have another round in me! Let's go!"

In almost no time, Zuzu is surrounded by dicks and tongues, poking at her cheeks, in her hands, and rubbing between her legs. She practically has hearts in her eyes from the excitement. With the physical fortitude of a construct and the living nerves of a human, Zuzu is able to bathe in the orgasms of multiple partners, making them all collapse in a wonderful pile.

Meanwhile, the kobolds in the room watch, waiting for their turn, but that's when Munie shows up. "Hey, everyone!" she says. "Why let them have all the fun? We found a room where all the kobolds can play!"

They look to each other and agree. It's finally time to get this orgy started right! As the kobolds turn to leave the larger folk behind, Squeaks flutters her eyes open, only to gasp when she sees the shadow trailing behind Munie. The hooded form is much taller than the kobold and looks back toward the others in the bathing room. She swears she can hear the cackle of some fell spirit as her consciousness slips from her.