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Once Ezra managed to find his peace and the lingering heat of pleasure dissipated within him, he passed right out. Somewhere between a nap and a black-out, he lost an indeterminate amount of time from his day. Was it morning? Was it evening? He had no way of knowing. All he remembered was having an egg toy slipped beyond his spade, where it came to rest where a knot normally would. There, it brought him to a climax he was not ready for.

Canines had that lovely bit just beyond the lips that opened up, specifically where the knot would expand and lock in place. The lips and the first bit of their passage was tight, ensuring the knot wouldn't pop out until they were done. He never knew what to call it, since it didn't have a medical term and most people don't think about what goes on during penetration beyond the lips; out of sight, out of mind. He sometimes called it a knot reservoir but knew that was a little unwieldy to say so he sometimes called it the knot-locker. Flowed a bit better, even if it was silly.

Then again, canine vulva often got called a spade or a cookie - a gardening tool or a snack - so knot-locker wasn't anything strange by comparison. It made him chuckle and good sex was casual fun. The kind of intimacy he liked was light-hearted, not too serious. Maybe one day he'd find someone he could be serious with but he was still pretty young and not ready for that.

His unconscious stretch was nevertheless filled with dreams and memories as he once again felt his mind swirling between possibilities and endless lust. Fragments of his time in the shower, of his time with Valencia, and his time with Ceylon and Ilorek flashed before him once more until he found his mind returning to lucidity. He groaned and curled in place, sheets and blankets wrapped around his limbs and his head hanging over the side of his bed. He was alone, and what little light came in through the windows was a deep amber. It was either very early or getting late.

He hoisted himself up on his hands, blinking away the grime while his lower half remained curled up. His thighs squeezed together, squishing his spade in the process while the piercing accentuated the sensations from top to bottom. It was a sharp sensation, but not unpleasant. Enough to make him jolt awake but not enough to fully regain his consciousness.

Ezra remained a little grimy and fatigued as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and paused. He licked the roof of his mouth to get some moisture there, licked his lips, and then took in a deep breath. He was about to get up when his subconscious mind drew him back to his loins. Unable to help himself, he gave the tapered tip of his spade a bit of a flick, tapping the metal and ademane piercing there with his claw. The sensation was very unique, so he did it again, this time a little harder. And again, and again until he flopped back onto his bed with his knees up, legs spread, and balls hoisted up in his palm to stay out of the way.

Just as he angled his fingers to slip into his moist depths, he heard the sound of plates clanging in the kitchen. For a brisk moment he panicked and the lust evaporated from him in an instant, leaving him with adrenaline coursing through his body. If there was someone in his house, invading, he'd be ready! Of course, all that happened in the course of a couple of seconds all before he remembered that Valencia was probably still around. Though he calmed himself once he realized this, his heart was still racing and the chill of adrenaline still surged through him.

The lust remained but it had mostly dissolved. As he got to his feet, he stretched out and lightly squeezed his legs together to see if he could re-ignite his passion. It didn't work as he'd hoped but he did realize something. Another difference between male and female arousal. When he was sounding himself or cumming as a male, if he was interrupted he'd get blue balls. That deep, permeating sensation like someone was squeezing, twisting, and tugging his testicles all at once. A lusty need that demanded attention. But this was different. The arousal remained, lingering and coursing through him but he just felt muted. He felt the need to deal with it but there was no discomfort. Nice.

Males got blue balls, Females just got disappointed. Interesting. Of course, part of him had assumed that to be the case based on things his lady friends had conferred in him, but experiencing it himself was notably different. A vastly unique experience and another example of the subtle ways men and women feel things differently.

Such revelations made him internally vibrate with joy. All these little changes and subtle quirks were gentle reminders of what he'd gained and how things were doing better. Dream come true, and every tiny discovery was a reminder that it was real. He knew there would be downsides as well, but the benefits were worth it. If nothing else he'd be able to go back and forth between both based on mood; maybe he'd be male horny one day and female horny another day. That worked for him.

That said, he still needed to see what was up in the kitchen. He heard something making noise and while it didn't sound like anything was broken he still felt the need to investigate. He knew it was probably Valencia but he needed to be sure and his mind was fixated on other things. Deep down inside he wanted to focus on his pleasure but since it was his pussy that he was focused on he didn't feel like he'd be uncomfortable if he ignored it for a bit. That was nice.

He got up and wrapped a towel around himself before leaving his bedroom. He considered shorts but it was his damn house and it wasn't like Valencia hadn't seen him inside and out the night before. Or the day before. Or that morning. He still couldn't tell what time it was based on the light.

Upon emerging in his kitchen and dining room, he saw Valencia standing on a chair next to the stove, leaning over it. She was pretty short, so it was cute. She was also nude, even as she looked like she was about to fry up some bacon and eggs. But she wasn't doing it the normal way. She had some eggs in a bowl, a pile of diced bacon, a pile of diced onion, a pile of diced garlic, and some broccoli chunks all on a cutting board with some cheese and a shredder off on the side.

Not how he'd do it, but that's fine. He casually slid up to his kitchen table and laid his hands on it, clasped together as he sat down. "So, uh, not gonna read my mind to find out what my ideal breakfast is?" He was mostly joking but still curious. She had that power and he'd given her permission to use it.

Without turning to look away from the wok, she flicked her ear at him. "I could, but that takes out so much fun when it comes to getting to know people. This is how I do it, I hope you like it!"

"I probably will." Ezra confessed. He didn't realize how hungry he was until he smelled the faint aroma of the oil in the pan. She must have just turned the stove on, because he didn't smell it mere seconds before and as a canine he had impeccable senses. "So, uh, when is it?"

"When is what?" She asked, while using the knife to scoop up the diced bacon and toss it in the wok. A satisfying sizzle erupted from it, continuing as she stirred.

"It. Time. What day is it? Felt like I slept for a week."

"Oh, that. Yeah you slept a very long time; as a bat I'm kinda jealous. Its evening now. Gonna cook some noms for ya and I got some plans." She sniffed the air above the wok to sample the scents of the cooking bacon before tossing in both the garlic and the onion. "Don't worry, it's not lewd. I'm gonna take you to a sex shop I like. Get you some toys. See what you like and don't like. New parts means new sensations to explore. Don't worry, it's a gift from me." She paused to think. "Okay, it's lewd."

Ezra blushed a bit and averted his eyes. She still had her back to him and wasn't looking, but he still felt a little shy about it. "O-oh, you don't have to. I can afford a few sex toys, you know."

"Yeah, but I've been through this before and I know a bit more about the cycles you're gonna be experiencing and the different ways you're going to want to manage them. Handle them. Plus I like doing it. No worries." She continued to work in the wok, tossing some broccoli in to let it simmer in the hot oil, the scent mixing with the bacon and aromatics to further fill the room.

"I suppose that makes sense, yeah. I'm just not used to others taking over for me. Not really the sub type." He paused and stared blankly across the room, reflecting on that statement. "Okay, I'm a little subby but only in bed, not really outside of it. Very self-reliant and capable."

She the wok a few times to flip the sizzling contents before grabbing for some seasonings from a tiny ramekin off to the side. Looked like a mix of salt, pepper, and various other dry seasonings. The smell from that accented the other scents and literally made Ezra drool; not figuratively, a trail of saliva trickled off the edge of his lip and formed a tiny puddle on the table between his forearms and he was so hungry he didn't even notice it until he shifted his weight and felt its moisture on his wrist.

Valencia was doing a great job, acting like a professional as she continued to cook the meal. "Capable, sure, but there's nothing wrong with having a guiding hand. And hey, are you trying to blow me off? I thought we had something special!"

His eyes widened and he gulped. "N-no of course not! You're awesome!"

She laughed. "Yeah, I know. I also know you've got a particular thing for Ceylon. I get it. Bit of that psychic reading going on, but don't worry about it. We all had a bit of a chat about you while you were being reconstituted inside Ceylon. You seem like good people, and now that you know about us you're probably gonna be hearing from us intermittently for the foreseeable future. I hope that's not a problem." She gave the ingredients a stir and a toss before grabbing the bowl of egg and dumping it in. She finished by using a spatula to get as much of the egg from the bowl as possible, then mixed all the ingredients in the egg, ensuring none of it stuck to the wok.

Ezra was fixated on her technique. Definitely more pro than him. He'd just toss them on a pan and flip them once. "Okay. Yeah that sounds fair. You seem fun, I've just not really spent much time with you, you know? Saw you at the barbecue, last night was the first real interaction we've had."

"Trust me, you'll get over that hump. One of the things about this psychic thing is that I can't completely, entirely turn it off without conscious effort. I tend to naturally gravitate towards people and find ways to make them happy even if I'm not doing it on purpose. It's a form of empathy I suppose. I just naturally know how to press all the right buttons, so I do it. Not a lot of people don't get along with me unless I actively dislike them and am trying to piss them off. If you like me, it's because I like you." She turned and grinned, showing her sharp-lookin' canines, eyes in cute little crescents.

"Well then! I won't argue with that. Breakfast in bed does tend to be a good way to endear yourself to people so I guess it's working. Any idea how long it'll be before food? I'm pretty hungry."

"One moment." She gave the food another stir, then stopped to stare at it for ten minutes as bits of the egg solidified and captured the bits of bacon, onion, garlic, and broccoli in it. Once she was satisfied, she grabbed the handle of the wok with both hands and did a single smooth motion that made the egg curl up the side of the pan and flip in midair, landing in the wok perfectly as bits of oil sputtered out. "There we go!" She then grabbed the entire bowl of shredded cheese and sprinkled it all over the disc of egg in the middle of the pan. She also grabbed the green onions and sprinkled them among the shredded cheese. IT didn't take long before she grabbed a spatula and folded the egg over, forming an omelette with cheese in the middle and the ingredients incorporated into the egg.

"Oh! Usually I see people making omelettes with all the ingredients in the fold?" Ezra said.

"Yeah, lots of people do that but I find doing it this way cooks the stuff just well enough and helps the whole thing taste a bit like bacon." She let the omelette simmer for a few seconds before grabbing the handle of the wok and pouring it onto a plate, letting it slide into place. From there, she sprinkled the last bits of cheese still in the bowl, a few bits of thyme, and some salt on top before hopping down off the chair and sliding the plate across the dining room table to in front of Ezra. She then tossed the fork and knife to him unceremoniously and grabbed a fork of her own. She came to sit next to him, then leaned back and waited. "You take the first bite."

He didn't know how to respond. "We're sharing?"

"Trust me, it's very filling and I have a pretty good metabolism. I'll just take a few bites, you get the rest. And your tongue was in me at one point, I don't think sharing a plate of food should be too heinous. So you eat first, I will nibble after. I wanna know how it tastes."

Ezra shrugged. "Sure! I mean it's just an omelette but it smells amazing. And having someone cook for me is nice in and of its-"

"Just take a bite or I'll take it back." She joked while aiming the pointy tip of a fork at him. She was feigning a dire seriousness but it was clear she was being facetious.

"Fine, fine!" He chopped the end off with the side of the fork, sure to get a piece of bacon and broccoli in it and tossed it back. It wasn't his favourite, but it was still really good. Especially given the kindness of Valencia's cooking for him. That wasn't something he got often, so that was the part he appreciated most even if he thought the food was really good, too. "Not bad!" He wasn't the best at expressing himself under these circumstances.

Fortunately, Valencia could tell he was being awkward and not disrespectful. She smiled, nodded, and attacked her side of the omelette to have a bit of her own. Together, the two of them finished it off mostly in silence with Ezra enjoying the majority of it. Once done, she grabbed the plate and cleaned it in the sink which was already full of hot soapy water.

"I have a dishwasher, you know." He advised.

"Yeah, but I like doing them by hand. Better for the environment. And it's quicker, easier, and there are no delays. No worries." She then grabbed a towel to dry it and then cleaned both the cutting board and wok in quick succession before putting the seasonings away. Less than a minute and she had everything cleaned and put away like nothing ever happened. "Get dressed! We're going to the sex shop! Gonna get us some delicious toys!" She barely waited for his response to skip her way to the front door, where she waited for him like a puppy.

He thought this was endearing but couldn't follow. Not immediately. He headed back to his bedroom to get some clothes on - just some loose-fitting cargo shorts and a t-shirt - and return to her in the front hall. She seemed to have grown all her fur out so completely cover her nipples and naughty bits, making her look modest while not actually wearing clothes. She only had a single satchel over her one hip.

"You're going out like that?"

"Why not? Don't legally have to and I'm not exactly shy. Besides, not like anyone's gonna care. It's late and we're going to the adults-only district." She stepped behind him and hopped up onto his back, her wing-hands on the base of his neck with her feet resting on his hips. She pressed her chest to his back and let her wings drape over his shoulders like a cowl, her body heat notably warmer than he expected. She was very light, too; so much so he barely felt her weight. "You're not as tall as Ilorek but still pretty tall. I don't imagine you mind a batty-bitch backpack."

He patted her hand on the base of his neck and smiled as she laid her chin on his one shoulder; She was chirping and making cute bat sounds mixed with the vocalizations of a husky. It was adorable. "Yeah it's fine. Bit of a trek to the district, though. Isn't it?"

"It's alright, we could both use the walk." She teased, then pecked his cheek with a kiss.

Ezra couldn't help but playfully growl, since he was the one doing the walking, but he still had no problem obliging. Out the front door into the crisp evening air and their adventure had commenced!

Despite everything Ezra was shocked at how much energy he had even though he'd just woken up. He wasn't generally much of a morning person but he felt vibrant and eager. He barely felt the weight of Valencia on his back and he practically jogged all the way back into the downtown area. His long legs made the trip relatively short, too.

Valencia explained that a lot of that was the female parts of his body. Not that women were inherently more athletic than men, but that the arousal factor affected them differently. Men, after orgasm or after a dissipated arousal would be lethargic or exhausted while women tended to get motivated and active. There was a reason that the stereotype existed wherein after sex the male would relax and the woman would clean the house. A very outdated stereotype and not applicable to all, but there was a reason it existed.

Feeling it first hand was yet another thing of note for Ezra to think about and reflect upon as the day carried on. So many subtle ways that males and females experienced the world differently. Even if he wasn't getting that satisfying internal climax or a lovely spade to play with, the changes in his physiology was interesting enough to keep his attention.

As a reporter and journalist he was internally thinking about writing about it before realizing that it would mean he'd have to accidentally reveal Ceylon and the others and he didn't want to do that. Not only did he feel that to be an act of betrayal but it was one of the explicit terms of his gift.

He still wanted to find a way to report on the differences some way but couldn't explain how or why he had a permanent change instead of a temporary change. For the most part this sort of thing was achievable only for a short period of time with the aid of potions or more permanently through surgery. Internally, he felt terrible for discerning between the three, but they were different. Part of him worried he was invalidating his trans friends who used potions to make the change temporarily or had gotten the surgery to make it permanent.

All were valid, of course, but each solution for the change had different effects. The solution he'd been granted actually changed his genetics on a fundamental level, as Ceylon had explained. It wasn't surgery, it wasn't hormone therapy, and it wasn't a temporary potion use, it was an actual, fully functioning intersex composition. The only way to get that was to be rebirthed.

Ezra actually shivered in delight, his toes curling against the pavement as he thought about how awesome it was that he got such a unique experience. But the more he thought about it the clearer it was that his report wouldn't reveal anything new on the subject unless he revealed the nature of his transformation; otherwise there would be no distinction.

Maybe some day he'd be able to think up a way to share his experiences without revealing information that should stay secret. Today was not that day. Today was the day that he was being guided to a sex toy store by Valencia.

"So what one are we going to?" He asked, hands on her fingers like he was holding a backpack.

She stood up, paws on his hips to point down the road. "The NoThEn Toys store. Where else?"

Right. NoThEn. That was the company Ceylon ran. The name was meant to represent 'Not The Enemy', as in, 'Sex is not the enemy.' The idea was that the company pumped tonnes of money into potions, drugs, education, and all other aspects of sex and sexuality with the intention of putting forth the perception that sex shouldn't be seen as taboo or shameful. They also made potions and funded all sorts of uniquely erotic sexual services.

One such place they helped to fund was The Vore House, an endo brothel north of Klyneth. Turns out the fetish of being eaten or eating others is more popular than most people thought, but it's a kink that couldn't be indulged safely. For obvious reasons. But with the application of some unique biology and the adaptation of that biology in potion form, they were able to erect a brothel where vore was fully save both for predator and prey. Something that seemed impossible was made possible by NoThEn Labs and their vore partners.

Of course, now that Ezra knew the truth he understood that many of the most influential people operating those companies were more than just normal folks. Ceylon and Leera were the ones at the highest level of their respectable companies and they were both two of the eternal deities that had the power to gift Ezra a new body. Valencia and her husband Ilorek were two more of the twelve 'gods'. They hated that term, but it was the most applicable in the context of their power and influence.

They were revered as gods among many various religions worldwide, but most people didn't know they were living among them. It should have been obvious. Ezra figured it out. That's why Ceylon offered him his deepest desire as thanks for keeping the secret. Hence why he couldn't just go telling everyone that he met the Goddess Ceylon, who then took him inside her womb and rebirthed him anew. Either nobody would believe him or they would and it would reveal that secret.

It made sense that NoThEn Labs had a sex toy store in the adults-only district of Klyneth. That was about as on-brand as he could imagine. He knew this and had been here before but his rebirth seemed to jostle about his memories so he had a temporary lapse until he saw the sign glowing through the dark of the evening and the image of other people walking up and down the sidewalk.

NoThEn Toys was the simplest looking on the outside. White marble with thick black cracks through it and hints of golden brown throughout. Ceylon's colours. The front of the store was thick glass for three meters up and mannequins on display showing different fetish gear. The front windows were only open after sundown. It was an adults-only district of town but the really kinky stuff was only put on display after dark for most stores. Some displayed their stuff throughout the day but most didn't.

This area of town had brothels, sex stores, potion shops, and variations on pretty much any sort of social gathering place with the caveat that only adults were allowed. Restaurants where kids aren't allowed, theaters with no crying babies, malls where people could go from store to store naked, etc. It was a nice place for people like Ezra and apparently Valencia, who both loved the freedom of having to worry about that sort of thing.

With Valencia still on his back, Ezra confidently stepped into the store and took in a long, deep breath. The shop smelled lightly of incense and berries. It was quite pleasant because they sold a lot of high-end, expensive potions that were flavoured and scented. Without flavoring or scents, all potions tasted and felt like snot. It was gross, but NoThEn and Vore House potions were effectively infused with ademane-rich fruit juices to correct the flavour and texture without diluting the potion effects.

There were about a dozen or two other people browsing the shop in its various sections. The store was so big on its own that it had racks and shelves or displays for any and every unique item you could think of. There was an entire shelf dedicated to nothing but equine dildos. For the sake of graduated theming, the 'plug' section was right beside the 'knotted' section. Cheeky.

"So what do you have in mind?" Ezra asked, the whole store laid out ahead of him. "I don't need to buy videos, I watch that online."

"Well, You'd better get a shopping cart. We're going to start in the potions section and go from there. I can assure you we'll need a wide variety of toys. Since you're so early in your transformation, we don't actually know what direction your body will take. So I'm gonna get one or two of everything I think is unique or specialized to canine bits. And as a person who has a pretty well-experienced cookie of her own, I think I know what is a good variety. Come." She hopped off his back and grabbed a shopping cart, stepping on the rungs above the wheels and pushing it like a scooter.

The joy on her face as she 'drove' it across the store was palpable. Infectious. He couldn't help but want to join her and would have had she not taken the cart. He didn't need a second one, so instead he followed behind her at a brisk pace, his long legs letting him keep up with her. "Hey, uh, you know that stuff's gonna be expensive, right?"

She looked back over her shoulder as she used her weight to steer the cart. "Don't worry about it!" She then put her foot down, using it as a brake as they looked up at the potions wall. When Ezra got close enough, she motioned for him to lean down closer. "You think I pay here? I practically own the place. All of us get free shit at the businesses the others own. Ilorek brewed most of these potions himself on his off time, I'm not paying for them."

"Does the staff know?" Ezra trusted her but was still a considerate person.

"Yeah, I got a card." She reached into her satchel and pulled out a teal-tinged NoThEn gift card. "Virtually infinite. Staff doesn't need to know. Good way to track the sales. Stop worrying, come on. What sort of potions do you think you'll need. No limits."

He leaned against the cart and looked up, taking mental inventory of all the different options in front of him. They were all branded simply, tiny vials no thicker than a pinkie with the initials "IRVF" engraved on the glass and a black-dyed cork. Each different effect had its own little cubby with at least a dozen vials resting in a wooden potion rack and the title engraved on a golden plate. "Let me see here. New, spade to play with. I don't think I need male enhancement. What's the female enhancement one do?" He grabbed one of the cards that were nestled in beside the rack that had all the details on it. "Let's see here. Female enhancement increases elasticity and muscle control while increasing lube pr-"

"That one's my favourite, actually." A voice advised from behind. It was a thick, deep feminine voice with a silken accent that sounded like it was equal parts rural and noble. When Ezra turned to look, he saw it came from a white pibble with fur so short he could see the pink of her skin through it; she was almost as tall as him and had a punky aesthetic in the form of piercings, jewellery, and a spiked collar as well as a leather vest over a dapper under-shirt. There were chains hanging off her leather vest, draped over the breast pockets. Her chest was mildly busty and she had the cutest little stub tail. She looked vagely familiar to Ezra but he couldn't place it. Her face looked familiar but all the punk accessories were throwing him off while also making his loins tingle just that little bit more.

"Oh, thanks!" Ezra said, barely on the right side of a stutter. She was exactly his type but he didn't want to come across as creepy. "How long do its effects last?" He hated to admit it but the image of this punky bitch and the thought of her spade with 'enhanced elasticity and lube secretion' was exactly the sort of fantasy he didn't need in a sex store filled with strangers. Erection or a a leak, either way he didn't need that arousal.

"Overnight for the most part. Learned real quick you want it to last all night if you're with a gryphon or dragon partner. Those fuckers tie overnight, not just a half hour like most canines. The last thing you need is a gryphon dick in ya, knotted up to yer cunt when the potion wears off. That's gonna hurt if the effects wear off before ya part ways, ya know?" She winked and elbowed him. A little too hard for Ezra, but he didn't complain.

He nodded and tried his best to contain his feelings at seeing this gorgeous gal. "Thanks! I'll have to pick one up. Maybe two if the need comes up. And, uh, how big does it help?"

The white pibble gal balled up one fist and held it up face height, then balled up a second and brought it up so that her wrists touched and her two fists were touching knuckle to knuckle. "Ay, actually more like, naw way bigger than that. Don't worry, there won't be much you can't handle with that. Are you lookin' for-" She paused and looked up and down his body, noting he appeared male, so she turned to Valencia since she was canine and female. "Sorry, mate! Didn't even see yer tiny bod over there. How big you lookin' to go? Your boyfriend here-"

"He's not my boyfriend, dear. We're friends." Valencia corrected her.

"Oh, fuck-buddy then! All good!" She winked at both of them and addressed them both. "Well even if yer boy here takes a male enhancement, he won't be too big for ya, even yer tiny cunt."

Both Valencia and Ezra glanced at each other and laughed a bit. Ezra turned to the brash canine gal and dismissively waved her away. "No, no. This is for me. I'm equipped. Val here doesn't help. Name's Ezra." He offered his paw to her and she took it, shaking gently.

"Afearnia. Can call me Affe or Fear if you want." She half-cocked a grin, showing her canine tooth before stepping back. "Sorry 'bout that! Well, no worries. No matter what you're lookin' for, this potion will do ya some good. Been with all sorts of partners with it, all species. Found no limits yet."

"I'm actually just exploring my new body for the first time, I don't know if I actually need this beyond just, you know, insurance."

Valencia flicked him on the tailbase, telling him to not go too far in that direction, but then she stopped and cocked her head to the side. And held off, her empathetic, natural psychic nature clearly picking up on something.

That was when Afearnia flicked her ear and offered an approving nod. "Ay. You got some of that rebirth action? You must be special."

"H-how do you know about that?" Ezra asked after glancing at Val to see what she thought.

"My partners are all friends with this lovely snake named Leera. She apparently offers stuff like that for temporary transformation. Lasts longer than a potion. Unbirth. Rebirth. Pretty kinky. I've considered it but I am happy with my body as it is." She posed with her hands on the straps of her vest, leaning back a bit to really show her form.

Ezra got a weird surge of confidence. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in helping me out with the potion, would you?"

She chuckled a bit and offered a light punch to his shoulder. "Not today but heck, you're pretty cute so I'll give you my number. Or you can gimme yours." She reached into her vest pocket and pulled out her phone. Ezra happily shared his digits and she thanked him. "Awesome. I got a date tonight with one of my boyfriends but if we need a third or something I'll give ya a call. I can tell you're a fun one."

"I guess that's yet to be seen! I'll see ya around! Gimme a quick text so I can put you in my contacts!" He insisted.

"For sure! I just gotta get outta here. Date night's gonna be pretty taxing, mate. I'll hit ya up!" As she turned to walk away, one hand up to wave backwards at him, she used her other hand to thumb type in a text to him.

Just as she left the store, his phone buzzed. When he checked the text he got, it was an eggplant, a fortune cookie, and some water spurts. His knees just about gave out.

"You don't flirt much, do you?" Valencia teased.

"Not really, no."

"I can tell, you were nervous that whole time but the increased confidence helped. You're definitely adapting quickly. Perfect. Here's hoping you two hook up at some point. If she is who I think she is - and I'm pretty sure she is - then she'll be a great domme for ya."

Ezra clamped up a bit. "Not sure if that's the way I wanna go with all this, but-"

"No, not like that. Just a dominant bitch. One who's not shy and knows how to take control. You might need that at first while you're getting used to your body. I will only be here for another few days before I gotta head out for a thing I'm doing. I get the impression you'll have a lot of fun with her." Valencia explained. "But for now, let's go try a few more toys and see what we can find for you, eh?"

He nodded and the pair of them made their way methodically through the entire store. And Valencia was sincere when she said she was going to get Ezra one of every toy she felt he would need during this transitional period. She got him multiple knotting toys of different size all based on different species. She got him a plug set going from golf ball sized to coconut size. She got him multiple vibrators, including a wand with a huge head, a sleek rod, and a dick-shaped one. She got him beads that looked like eggs connected by string. She was going to get him a vibrating egg but remembered he had one already. She got inflatable plug and knot toys for dilation, and a few horse toys for depth.

Once they had a cart full of a little bit of everything they circled back to the potions section and got him a wide variety of those, too. Size potions, sensation potions, secretion potions, but specifically no transformation potions. Apparently that would interfere with his transition.

Finally, they got some feminine hygiene products at the main counter. It wasn't something he or anyone wanted to think about - nobody ever does - but he would be menstruating once the transitional period was over and his flow could be anywhere from undetectable to horror scene.

When they went to pay, the cashier just looked impressed. Offered them both a nod of approval, took Valencia's payment, and they were on their way. Simple as that.

"So what's the plan now?" He asked as they did their best to divide the load in the black, opaque bags between them. "I'm reasonably fit but that's a long way to carry a lot of mass."

"You know, I genuinely didn't think much on it. We could hire a courier. Or maybe just call up a friend. Options are available, you know." Val offered. "But honestly, I'm kinda hungry."

Ezra raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you eat before we left? You had some of the omelette."

"We're very different, you and I. Part bat means I have to have smaller, more frequent meals. You can eat a hearty meal and it'll last you hours. At home I usually eat once an hour, even if it's just an apple or a farm hand or something."

His eyes narrowed, not sure if that was a joke or not. "I suppose I could eat, then. Snack on something before getting a ride home. Will you be coming with me or are we parting ways?"

She huffed a bit and grinned. "Yeah, I'll be going with you. You've got me for a few days and I'll be keeping in touch until your transition period is over in a week or two. For now though, I know where we can go. There's this great hang-out spot in the heart of the district where all my friends go. It's called the Near and Dear. Little bit of everything, no matter what will sate your hunger."

"Ah yeah, I've heard of the place before. Been there a few times; it's nice."

"Alright, let's head out. I'm hungry."

Ezra had two bags per hand and Valencia carried half that and they quickly made their way downtown. There were plenty other folks walking up and down the streets, biking along the paths, and socializing casually. There were benches every dozen meters or so, bus stops in between them, raised planters for gardens and the like, and enough distance between the sidewalk and the road for a two-bike lane on one side and a tram on the other. Klyneth was a rather versatile city, deliberately maintained so that anyone could get around whether they walked, slithered, flew, galloped, or drove. There was public transportation that was free for anyone to use, and since a significant portion of the population - about one quarter of the residents - was nocturnal, the city was as alive at night as it was in the day.

Some areas of the world had primarily diurnal residents and the cities were dangerous at night due to the race distribution, while a place like Klyneth was an apex of all groups in one spot. With different animal families leading to the modern world's various races - canine, equine, primate, feline, avian, saurian, etc - naturally different nations housed different mixes and matches of them. Klyneth, and by wider admission most of the nation of Saff'Rald, was known to have a bit of everyone in equal measure. So all accommodations were considered and offered.

Which was why, even at night, Klyneth was a bustling city with folks of all species still actively living their lives. What started as a nocturnal/diurnal divide just became a spectrum of all peoples doing their best and enjoying life to what they thought to be the best. Ezra was more on the nocturnal side of it all himself, so as the night progressed and his breakfast settled in his belly he found himself more and more energized. So much so that the weight of the toys in the black bags barely bothered him as he and Valencia made their way to the Near and Dear.

Upon arrival and entering the front foyer, he was reminded exactly what to expect. The Near and Dear was a four-quadrant establishment, strictly adults-only. IT was a restaurant, a bar/club, a strip joint, and a brothel all at once. The left side was your typical hole-in-the-wall style booze and dancing hang-out. On the right was a shockingly high-class restaurant with top quality food and prestige atmosphere with the caveat being that clothing was optional. Right between them was the performance quadrant; usually reserved for strippers and explicit adult entertainment but occasionally used for other performance art as well such as stand-up comedy or magic sets with a lewd lean.

Finally, on the second floor was a brothel. A clean, well-regulated brothel. Nothing more to say than that, really. Ezra found no need to partake in that sort of thing since he wasn't really in need of paying for that type of attention. Not that he had any problem with it, it just wasn't a service he needed.

With that said, he was curious to try more things with his new parts and wasn't sure if Valencia was down for casual fun or if she was just there to watch over him and make sure his transformation was a success. He was also just a little too shy to outright ask so he went along with the flow.

Val was quickly guided over to the restaurant quadrant with Ezra in tow. They got a corner booth and they slipped all six bags of toys in between them.

A gorgeous-looking kirin with peach and lavendar scales and deep blue flesh between those scales brought them their menus. "The name's Therris! I'll be your server this evening! If you'd like I can get you some quick drinks before ordering." He wore only a black apron and there was a clear bulge in it just below where he kept a note pad and some of his change and tips. His long, flowing equine mane was lightly frazzled, like he'd just gotten frisky with another patron but hadn't brushed.

Ezra nodded. "Just an ice water for now. No lemon. And if you have home-brew ale, one of those please." He was already looking at the menu, actively trying to not stare too much at Therris. The kirin was quite a dapper lad, and his chipper attitude was tickling Ezra and pushing all his buttons. Maybe it was Therris' attitude or maybe the new female hormones flowing through him, but Ezra found himself weak at the knees at the sight of the kirin. Fortunately he was sitting down.

Valencia could see this and pitched in before any awkward exchanges could be had. "Juice for me, thanks. The red stuff."

Therris nodded and quickly zipped away to get those while Ezra and Valencia scoured the menu to see what caught their eye. Despite Ezra not being too hungry when they arrived, the faint scents of the kitchen and the grimy homeliness of the nearby pub and strip joint nearby awakened a few hungers in him he needed to satisfy. So rather than go easy on himself, he dove right in and got what he wanted.

A moment later, Therris returned with a platter and three drinks. One tall ice water, one equally tall iced juice drink, and a steel beer stein with bubbles flowing over one side. He dispersed them appropriately before asking, "Have you decided?"

"Yeah. I'm going all in. Steak with Calamari on the side and an appetizer of Grilled Onion soup." Ezra said in a commanding tone as he folded up his menu and slid it across the table. "Medium rare, please. I'd be okay with Rare, too, if the cut is good enough."

"Excellent choice! Our sous-chef makes an amazing grilled onion soup, and she knows a thing or two about a properly cooked steak. We have high-quality cuts, always. And for the lady?" Therris glanced over to Val while he slid the menu under his arm. "Valencia, darling, the usual?"

She nodded. "You know it. No idea why you even gave me a menu."

"Habit. And who knows, maybe you wanted to try something else."

"Not today, but thanks as always!"

"Indeed! I'll let her know!" He took Valencia's menu and headed off.

Ezra's gaze followed Therris back beyond the barrier to the kitchen, where he saw someone familiar. It was that white-furred pibble with the pink nose and flesh. She wasn't wearing any of her punky attire and her collar was lined by studs instead of spikes now and her head was adorned by a sous-chef hat, but he was certain it was her. "Is that Afearnia from the toy store?" He asked Valencia, pointing towards the kitchen.

Val had to stand on the seat to look over the barrier since she was so short. "Yeah, looks like it. I thought I recognized her from somewhere. Felt familiar to me." She got back down and sat comfortably in her seat, sipping her juice while the two of them casually joked about how small of a world it was, and how Val could practically taste his arousal at the thought of spending more time with Afearnia.

As they were playfully teasing each other, a couple of pygmy hippogryphs came in the front door of the Near and Dear. Tiny little couple. The shorter of the two, the hen, probably wouldn't have even come up to Ezra's knee while the drake was only a head taller. Ezra was a tall, leggy boy but these two were tiny. He wasn't trying to be nosy but the seats in the restaurant they got were perfectly angled so it was hard not to notice every single person coming and going.

Immediately, Valencia stood in her seat and waved them over, her whole wing hand spread out to get their attention. "Kentanni! Wrasir! Come! Come! Sit with us!" It was uncharacteristically enthusiastic of her, so Ezra didn't protest.

The two pygmy hippogryphs chirped and hop-skipped their way over. Both looked very similar, with long flowing fur emerging from their thick plumage, their base colour an ashen, bluish grey with lighter golden brown highlights. Their chests were a brighter yellow-brown, a thick, ornate bust leading into long, flowing fetlocks of black and white on their wrists and ankles. Their wings were white on the underside and the same ashen, bluish-gray on the back. Gorgeous pair, but tiny. So tiny. When they got to the booth, they had to stand on the seats just to reach the table. They also had to force Ezra and Val to slide closer together and put their toy bags on the floor under the table.

Kentanni, the hen, sidled up next to Ezra. "Pleasure to meet you!" She offered a talon to shake.

Ezra happily took it. "Ezra! And I assume you're Kentanni? And Wrasir is your...brother?"

Both of them paused for a moment before laughing. Wrasir shook his head. "Not anymore."

This naturally confused Ezra. He didn't even need to say anything before Kentani filled him in.

"Yeah, we look like siblings. Told people we were for ages - some people love thinking that - but we're not. Just very similar parent races. And we're both so small, we naturally got close. We just fit each other so well!" She chirped at Wrasir and blew him a kiss while her feathers and wings splayed out, her tail twitching. Without much warning, she motioned towards Ezra. "You mind if I sit on your lap? Probably make things a lot easier than standing on the seats."

This would normally be way too affectionate and intimate for Ezra, who mostly liked a bit of a bubble around himself when in public. But something about the way the night was going and the casual way in which Kentanni made her proposal lowered his guard a bit. He shrugged and raised one hand to expose his lap. "Sure! Just be careful. Been on a bit of a hormonal roller coaster today and I can't promise you won't get a bit of a tail poke." He had no idea what encouraged him to say that, so he just blushed as his eyes went wide and he tried to avoid eye contact.

Without hesitation she just chirped and hopped up on his lap. "Thanks!" She said, completely ignoring his marginally shy tone. At the same time, Wrasir did the same sitting on Valencia's lap. "So what are we having? Should I order my own or can I just pay for yours and share it?"

Naturally, Ezra had no idea what to say or how to respond to this. It was mildly off-putting but weirdly refreshing in equal measure. Had he not woken that evening to sharing with Valencia he'd have denied the tiny hippogryph but he was feeling in a mood so he simply answered. "We can share."

"Nice! Val, I like this one." She chirped, then leaned back against Ezra's belly and chest, legs draped over his one thigh. "So what's everyone's plan tonight? Wrasir and I were here to see our hubby, see if he wanted to go upstairs on his break."

Valencia gave Wrasir's neck and mane a bit of a scritch. "Actually, Ezra and I here were just getting some toys to practice with. He got a brand new cookie from Ceylon and wants to explore."

"Oh, that's delightful!" Kentanni chirped again. She reared back and used her beak to preen his neck and cheek fur, making cute warbling noises as she nuzzled and cuddled him. "It's always a wonderful day when you get to live your truest self! So this is sort of a rebirthday for you?"

Ezra gulped. This was all so strange to him and the casual nature of their chat was making him uncomfortable, yet the longer it went on the more he adjusted and the better it felt. He wasn't used to people just jumping up at him or nosing their way into his business but he couldn't help but enjoy the affection Kentanni offered him. It was hard to resist the tickling pleasure of her beak preening him. It was nice, he just wasn't used to it. Such a strange combination, too. He wanted to politely ask her to get off his lap and stop touching him - that was what he was conditioned to want over his many years - but that meant he wouldn't get the attention he clearly enjoyed.

He nodded. "Yeah, sort of! It was a few days ago, actually." He glanced over to Valencia to see if she approved his explanation. "Did an unbirthing thing, when I came back out I was changed. Got male and female parts now. Cock and pussy. Knot and cookie." To actually say it out loud like that felt awkward but liberating.

Much to his surprise, Wrasir offered a nod of approval. "I don't suppose you'd be at all interested in letting us see, would you?"

"What?" Was all Ezra could say. He didn't know these people. It was strange enough that one was sitting on his lap, but to ask something so intimate? It felt wrong for about a split second before a wave of comfort washed over him and he huffed to himself. "Actually, yeah, if you're curious. I mean, it's not something I normally do but I'm feeling pretty happy with myself. Kinda want to share it."

Kentanni clapped and chirped in delight. "Awesome!" But then she got a bit more serious. "But only if you're sure. We're a curious couple and we don't really have filters but it's very important we don't pressure anyone into anything. Then again, look at us, we're 'smol'. So tiny. What could either of us do to pressure anyone into anything. Maybe that's why people are so quick to open up to us, they know there's no threat of danger with us. Plus we have no shame. Stopped caring about that when we moved in with-" She was cut off when Therris stepped up with a platter with two soup bowls.

The kirin server noticed Kentanni and Wrasir and his expression lit up! "Babes! How are ya?" He leaned down far, tail up and head down to give each of them a kiss on the beak. "I didn't know you were coming in today!"

Wrasir helped to grab the bowl for Valencia and laid it down in front of her while Therris gave Ezra his. "It was a rather impromptu decision. Fidget is out on a delivery and we had no other plans so we thought we'd come see if you and Afearnia were able to take break at the same time." He offered a seductive wink to Therris, his intentions clear.

That was when Ezra had a sinking feeling about what was going on here. Before Therris could respond, he made some hand motions pointing towards the kitchen and their server. "Are you and the chef, uh, together?" If so he immediately felt a little scummy for lightly flirting with her earlier.

"Oh? Yeah, we all are." Therris confessed without hesitation. He also was able to figure things out pretty quickly. "Why? She flirt with you or something."

Ezra was not interested in causing any sort of a stir so he just shrugged. "I dunno, I don't read people all too well. It's really hard to tell if-"

"Don't be so prudish." Kentanni joked, still on his lap. She turned so that her back was to the table and she was looking Ezra in the eyes. She then grabbed him by the cheeks and made him look at her. "We're poly. All of us. And we're not shy about it. Monogamy is boring." She then hoisted herself up so she was sitting on the table, still gape-beaked smiling at Ezra.

Therris laughed a bit. "Yeah, Afearnia definitely flirted with you. You should flirt back if you're interested! I wouldn't blame ya. Only thing is that if you do end up with some chemistry you gotta be comfortable sharing her with me." He winked.

"And us." Kentanni added, motioning towards Wrasir.

"If you're comfortable with that, of course." Wrasir clarified. "It's not as simple as just fooling around with everyone, you know. Not everyone is comfortable with our relationship."

There was a mild discomfort to the conversation - an ongoing theme so far this evening - but Ezra's curiosity got the better of him. "And, uh, how many of you are together?"

Kentanni internally started counting. "Well it's kind of malleable. There's Afearnia and Therris, Fidget, sometimes Foxi - you might know her from the Vore House - Vvilfred, the two of us, and Palusa and, uh, it's kind of hard to really say for sure."

This was not clear so Wrasir elaborated. "Living with us, right now, there's eight. Kentanni and myself recently moved in, but the group had six prior to that. Vvilfred and Afearnia were a couple to start, then came Therris here and Camari-"

"Oh, right, I forgot about Camari!" Kentanni chirped, interrupting Wrasir. She turned to Ezra and explained. "She's very quiet, not too social. The least active of us."

"Indeed, indeed." Wrasir continued. Then came Palusa, then us. Just a few months ago, Fidget joined up when she started hooking up with Therris."

The kirin server puffed out his chest. "I bring the best partners to the group! But alas, I must go get your food. I'll let Afearnia know you're interested." Before Ezra could protest, Therris was off, his stride a bit more confident than it already was.

Ezra couldn't help but try to piece everything together. "Why so open about all this? I barely asked and you just dumped your life history and relationship paradigm on me. I'm not complaining, it's just weird that, uh, it seems pretty fringe to just randomly blurt."

Wrasir smiled and nodded in understanding. Clearly he was the more level-headed of the two tiny hippogryphs. "It's a rather rare way to live and people often have questions. We're here, where non-traditional behaviour is commonplace. I could tell you were an outsider and were probably curious, plus your recent change of body told me that you would be more open to alternative lifestyles. We'd not share such things while living life daily, but here it seems a fair place to just relax. I hope we've not made you uncomfortable."

"No, no. Of course not. Not uncomfortable, just unfamiliar." Ezra confessed. "Life has been shifting so fast these last few days and it feels like I've entered some sort of alternate world where so many of the things I fantasized about are suddenly real. It's a wild ride, but it's also nice. Please, do tell me everything, don't ever hesitate on my behalf. I'm barely holding on but it's a wild ride."

"Good!" Kentanni chirped, then turned and sat on his lap, this time grinding a bit to tease him. She had gotten the distinct impression that she needed to warm Ezra up to more affection and he'd melt.

She was right. He happily leaned back and gently pet her between the wings and on the shoulders. "Yeah, this is nice." The more he allowed himself to relax, the more comfortable he felt. It really did feel like his entire life had opened up before his eyes; he wasn't sure if it was a side effect of the extra hormones coursing through him that he was so willing to try things that would have terrified him mere weeks before, but it was compelling nonetheless.

The barbecue at the ranch was filled with people casually living their most lewd lives without any shame or hesitation but he assumed that was a private function and he came to realize who those people were so he assumed much of it was just a bunch of immortal folks and their friends just so far beyond caring about mortal affairs they couldn't be bothered.

But this, the entire evening in the adults-only district was proving to him that there appeared to be an entire world out there where people could just be who they wanted to be without worries about judgement. Poly people could openly flirt with others in front of their partners and rather than be upset about it they'd just cheer their partners on. Gay, straight, bi, pan, poly, all mixed and matched on every spectrum. A spectrum Ezra was finding with increased clarity that he'd need to figure out.

He was born male, but as time went on he felt nonbinary or at least somewhere else on the spectrum. Now, with the help of Ceylon and one rebirth later he had both male and female parts all while being able to identify however he felt.

While there remained a mild discomfort over people casually being affectionate with him, it was a feeling he found he enjoyed. He wanted it. Craved it. The discomfort came from a lifetime of conditioning to not show affection in public, to save yourself for one person. He never believed in any of that but it was still how he grew up. For so much of his life he felt like he had to hide himself, but this was changing all that.

He had a new self and he had no desire whatsoever in hiding that part of him. With this rebirth of his, he'd be able to start fresh. Live the life he wanted to live without any worries. Open himself up in more ways than one. Maybe Kentanni and Wrasir and Therris and Afearnia and the others could help him out there. The only thing holding him back was that he was still in his transitional phase and wasn't sure if this was the best time to be experimenting.

Once he internally justified his comfort and relaxation, he really started getting his fingers into Kentanni's plumage, giving her a deep preen and massaging her a bit while they waited for food.

"That's more like it! Relax a bit!" Kentanni cooed at him. "And remember, with poly groups, communication is key. Be open to it, be willing to share it. Utilize it. So if I do something like this and you don't like it, don't be afraid to say so and I won't be offended." She reached down to start idly caressing his pants over his sheath, getting a positive, full-bodied reaction out of him. "As long as you're transparent, then we can experiment and find your comfort zones."

"It's really that easy, is it?" Ezra asked, his heart racing. This was such a foreign concept to him, to have someone so casually flirt with him in such a direct and clear way. In public, no less.

Wrasir hopped off Valencia's lap to let her enjoy her soup, coming to sit on Ezra's lap next to Kentanni. Each of them was on either of his thighs, their own thighs straddling his, their warmth coursing through him. "It can be, if you let it be. So tell me, what are your limits?"

"Right now? I genuinely don't know. How about you do whatever you want and I'll tell you if you cross a line?" His eyes were wide and his heart was still racing, his loins stirring thanks to Kentanni's gentle caress of his sheath through his pants.

"That's the spirit!" Wrasir cooed at him, his warbling a bit deeper than Kentanni's. "You know, we were gonna see if Therris and Afearnia were able to go on break with us but you're pretty cute. Any chance you wanna let us help explore your new parts? I'm pretty curious myself and-"

"I think I'd like that, but I am pretty hungry." Ezra confessed. "I mean, if you don't mind waiting. I did just order steak and calamari."

Kentanni's eyes widened as she chirped happily. "I love calamari! Tell ya what, we'll pay if you share!" She was almost too excited.

"Yeah, sure!" He was also excited but his tone was muted by that deep-seated confusion. "Uh, Val, is this all cool? Like, will this mess with anything with the transformation?"

She shook her head and slurped her soup a bit, long tongue lapping at the broth. "Nah, you're fine. Have all the fun you want. I got a lot of potions if you wanna try them out."

"Potions?" Kentanni chirped as she glanced under the table to see the six bags of toys and accessories. "What kinds?"

"Little bit of everything." Valencia confirmed. "Why, you wanna try some?"

"I love potions! Not as much as Fidget, though. That girl is a potion-addict." She was waggling her rump on Ezra's lap and was so excited he could literally feel the moisture seeping from between her thighs. She was not shy about this at all, and he found that refreshing.

Ezra was in for quite the evening. And despite him harbouring that deep, internal discomfort towards such a brazenly casual attitude towards all this, the more he was exposed to it the more he liked it. The barbecue was just the first instance of being introduced to a world where shame was not a virtue and as the days and nights passed he was happy to see that this wasn't something that needed to be relegated to his time with Ceylon and Ilorek and Valencia and the others.

There was a whole community woven into the world around him where he could indulge his curiosities without hesitation or shame. Where he could explore the many fresh facets of his new body with people who were just as curious as he.

His time with Ceylon and the transformation therapy that gave him new life also gave him a new passion and a reinvigorated spirit. There was so much to do and so many people to share it with; he knew that taking Kentanni and Wrasir home this evening was only the beginning.

He just had to finish up his meal and find a way to haul the six bags of sex toys back home to take that next step. Such anticipation made it very difficult to keep it in his pants, especially with Kentanni and Wrasir both teasing his loins through the fabric.

One way or another his life was about to change. Again. That felt like it was going to be an ongoing theme after his rebirth. He couldn't be happier, even if he had to mentally and emotionally prepare for the affection that came with a life of liberation. It was work worth putting into his future.

At the Near and Dear, all four of them shared details about life, love, and lust. Ezra explained what he thought he knew about his new parts, while Kentanni and Wrasir playfully suggested a creative list of kinky things they wanted to do to and for Ezra; he didn't oppose a single one. It was nice to be able to proudly share that sort of thing without concerns for being judged.

It truly was going to be an extremely interesting evening.