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The Denseri Chronicles

Fourth Invocation

A Night at the Club

Written By Panthera Leo (PantheraLioness at gmail.com)

Rye eyed Panthera as she hurried about the house, her hair flying as she rushed past. Her unrestrained breasts bounced under her stretched shirt with every step she took, and her ass strained her tight jeans.

As the sexy lioness rushed past him a second time, he reached out and took her in his arms. She let out a soft yelp, but didn't protest as he brought her around until they were face to face. Before she could say a word he kissed her, his muzzle locking around hers as they pressed together.

Rye pulled away after a few moments, put still held her close. "Now, hon, what has got you in such a tizzy?" he asked her.

She gave him a smile and flicked her ears back. "I have a thousand things I need to do tonight!" she said. She was panting from the kiss which caused her breasts to rub against his chest.

"Yes, I know that. But why?" he asked, relaxing his grip on her just slightly as he dropped a paw down to stroke the base of her tail.

Panthera let out a soft purr and wiggled her tail in his fingers. "I just got a call from my brother. He's at the airport! He'll be here in half an hour."

The fox tilted his head to the side and looked deep into her green eyes. "Your brother, who still doesn't know about me, or these," he said, and reached up to stroke her large breasts.

"So you see why I'm in a hurry," she said and pulled out his grasp.

Rye nodded his head, his bushy tail flicking behind his legs. "Is there anything I can do to help? Clean up the house, maybe roll back the clock a bit?" he asked.

She shook her head, then pulled her lose hair back. "No, hon. I think it's time my family saw the new me, and I believe you have an appointment tonight. It's not one you would want to miss."

"Bambi can wait until tomorrow if you need me," he said, dismissing the concern with a wave of his paw.

The lioness reached up to touched the side of Rye's face. "That's sweet, love, but you have your responsibilities, and I have mine," she said with a smile. "Mine will be here in twenty-five minutes, so you better get going before I have to explain how I found you."

He started to protest, but she cut him off with a short kiss. "That is an order, Rye," she said with a smile.

"Yes, mistress," he said with a slight bow of his head, then pulled away from her. "Call me if you have any problems," he said.

Panthera gave him a smile as she rushed out of the room. "Of course, love!" she called before she vanished down the hall.

He smiled to himself and flicked his ears. He was always pleased when Panthera ordered him around; it was her right after all. A right that she hardly ever used, so it was a treat for him when she did.

Rye stopped by his room to pick up his wallet and his car keys. It was when he was heading towards the garage that he found himself being shadowed.

"Hello, Lisa," he told the female wolf as he opened the door to the garage.

"Where are you going tonight?" she asked, following him into the room. She had her jacket pulled on, and looked ready to travel.

He gave her a smile. "I'm heading out to meet a friend," he said.

"Jean again?" she asked with a slight snort.

Rye shook his head, "There are still a few more weeks till the full moon returns, and Jean with it. This is someone whom you haven't met just yet."

She crossed her arms over her chest and asked: "Still going on about that magic crap?"

He chuckled and walked to the driver's side of his car; it was a bright red Ferrari with black highlights. "What about you? It looks like you're ready to go out, yourself."

"I remember Panthera's brother from high-school. He never took surprises well, so I'm going to get out of the way tonight," she said.

Rye smiled at her over the roof of the car. "I can understand why you want to take cover. Are you asking to come with me?"

"Where are you heading?"

"'The Cat Box'... It might not be your kind of place," he said with a soft chuckle.

The wolf shook her head. "It doesn't matter. You and I need to have a talk, so let's go," she said and pulled open the passenger side door.

"Your choice," he said and sat down into the soft leather seat. Once Lisa had her door closed and her seat-belt on he started the car and pulled out of the garage. The house was in an affluent section of town, and it would take them about twenty minutes to get to the club.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Rye asked after he had pulled the car onto the freeway.

Lisa snorted and pressed herself back into her seat. "You're a slut, or the male equivalent, and you're gold digging for Panthera's money," she said.

Rye let out a short laugh, his ears twisting as he gave her a smile. "I knew her before she won the lottery. In fact I helped her picked the numbers," he said, not mentioning that he had also made sure she was the only winner of the nine digit jackpot. "I'm not trying to get her money. As for being a slut... I'm guilty of that, but Panthera is aware of everything I do."

"I think you mean _everyone_ you do," she snapped.

He shrugged and passed a slower moving car. "That's another way to look at it, but I'm also aware of everything, and everyone, she does. We have an open relationship, and we can have sex with anyone we like."

"I doubt that she sleeps around," Lisa said.

He laughed. "She rides Shawn as much as I do. You should give him a try, he's a fun lay."

"How would you know what the buck is like? He's straight!"

He glanced over at her and gave her a knowing smile. "When Panthera was a mouse I was a vixen, if you care to remember."

"No you weren't..." She trailed off, then gave her head a shake. "You were female then, just like she was a mouse."

"Now you are starting to understand. It's magic, as I said before. My offer of a demonstration is still good if you would like it," he said.

The wolf shook her head, "I don't believe it. I don't believe it at all," she said.

"Even with what you've seen?" he asked.

"I don't think I've actually seen anything," she replied.

He chuckled and nodded his head. "That's exactly what a demonstration is for. Of course if you stick around long enough you'll see something to change your mind."

She said nothing, instead she just crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't change the subject. This is about you, and your sleeping around on Panthera."

"She watches," the vulpine said with a smirk.

Lisa let out a sigh and shook her head. "I don't care! You shouldn't be treating her like this!"

He turned to look at her, his ears flicking back slightly. "I appreciate your concern, but have you actually talked to her about this? You keep on telling me that I'm treating her badly, but she encourages it."

"I've talked to her, but she doesn't really see how you're acting," she said.

Rye narrowed his eyes, then let out a sigh. "We're going to have to work on this. I'm not hurting her; if she asks me to stop, I will. We started in a closed relationship, but things changed, for the both of us. She got her new body, and when that happened everyone was swarming her. Even with what I can do, she wanted to know what was really out there, and I've never had a problem with that."

"I doubt that! Most men get jealous at the drop of a hat," she said, as if she were trying to bait him.

He didn't rise to it. "I have no reason to be jealous. She knows that I only love her, that I've only ever loved her."

Lisa rolled her eyes, "You can _not_ be serious."

"I _am_ serious. In all my life, and that's longer than you might expect, Panthera is the very first person I've been in love with. That love is stronger than anything I had ever believed could exist in all the universes," he said and gave the wolf a small smile.

She looked at him, her head tilted to the side. She could feel the truth to his words. Saying nothing, she sank back into her seat.

Rye remained silent as they drove on, finally pulling into the club's parking lot. The club itself was a plain building set back from the road. There were a few lights on the front of the building, with some subtle neon spelling out the clubs name.

"What is this place?" Lisa asked as they stepped out of the car.

"This is The Cat Box," Rye said as he locked the doors and started for the dark building.

She looked up at the building, with its blacked out windows and full parking lot. "Are you sure this isn't a rave?" she asked.

He laughed and nodded his head. "Trust me, this is the place," he said as he pushed open the single door. It was brighter inside with a second door a few feet away, and a booth was on the wall.

The ferret inside the booth looked them over and nodded her head. "It's the usual price, Rye," she said.

"Naturally," he replied as he paid the cover charge for both of them. Once the transaction was completed they were allowed inside the club.

Lisa bit off a gasp as she walked inside. It was brightly lit, with loud music filling the room. The club was filled--primarily with men, all of whom were watching an unnaturally busty mouse as she worked herself against the pole in the center of the large stage.

"This is a strip club," Lisa said, grasping Rye's arm tightly with her paw.

Rye gave her a smile as they navigated towards an empty table near the back of the room. "I did warn you that this wasn't your kind of place," he said, making sure his voice was heard over the music.

She grunted and kept at his side. She couldn't help but watch the skimpily dressed waitresses that moved from table to table. Each one of them made her small breasts look completely flat. She suspected that she might have been the only unenhanced female in the room.

Rye sat down at the table, and sat her down next to him. "Are you okay? You look like you're in shock," he asked.

"This is not what I expected," the wolf said as a waitress came to take their order. The busty raccoon made a point of bending at the waist as she talked to them, showing off her tracts of land. Lisa couldn't look away from the cleavage until Rye snapped his fingers in front of her face. She managed to stammer out an order for a Manhattan Ice Tea while blushing through her gray fur.

Rye reached over to touch the back of her neck. "I thought you didn't like women?" he asked.

She blushed and looked down at her own chest. "I feel a bit inadequate around these women," she admitted.

He shrugged, running his fingers over the base of her neck, teasing at the fur. "I can fix that for you," he offered.

"I wish," she said with a sigh, casting her eyes down at her paws as the waitress returned with their drinks.

Rye thought for a moment, it wasn't truly permission to change her body, but it might just be enough. He probed gently at her with his magic and found a small point where he could slip though. He gently pushed with his magic, wrapping it around her breasts as he slid a paw under her shirt and undid her bra.

She jumped, snapping her head around to glare at him. "What do you think you are doing?" she demanded.

He raised his paws up in his own defense. "I just didn't want you to get hurt," he said, his magic starting to work at her body.

Lisa began to say something, but stopped short as she felt her breasts start to tingle. She looked down at her blouse, watching with an open muzzle as her breasts started to swell forward, lifting the fabric as she grew. She reached out to grab her breasts with her paws, trying to hold them in place as the flesh pushed around her fingers.

Rye leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "Just say when."

She shivered slightly, still holding her expanding flesh as they slid out of her bra and pressed against her chest. She pulled her paws away, looking down at them though the gaps in her now tight top. "That's enough," she stuttered out.

The fox flicked his paw and stopped her growth. What had once filled a full B-cup bra had become too large to fill a double D. "Feel better?" he asked and shifted slightly. His erection stood tall in his pants.

Lisa reached under her shirt, feeling her new breasts with a mixed look of surprises and fear. "They're real," she said, her voice sounding a bit disconnected.

He nodded his head. "Of course they are real, but I could make them fake if you want."

"That would fit in here," she said, still looking down at her breasts.

Rye smiles and reached out with his paw, touching her at the base of her neck. She let out a gasp as her breasts rose under her fingers, taking an unnaturally round shape as the skin grew tight.

She pulled her paws away and looked down at her breasts, staring at them in surprise. "What just happened?" she asked and looked up at him, her feet finally back in the real world.

"I made them fake, like you asked," he said with a smile.

Lisa looked at him, then back down at her large breasts. "You... did this to me?"

He chuckled and nodded his head. "Well, you asked me to, after a fashion, and I wanted to show you what I could do," he said.

She glared at him for a moment, then seemed to relax as she cupped her new flesh. "You really can do magic."

"Yes I can. And I can turn you back to normal if you would like. I did kind of sneak this on you," he said and placed his paw on her shoulder.

Lisa started to say something, then shook her head. "As long as we are here, I might as well look like I belong... but I could use a larger shirt."

He nodded and tugged at the front of her shirt, expanding the size until it highlighted her new curves. He then reached under the fabric and slid her too-small bra off her body. "You won't be needing this," he said.

The wolf nodded, looking down at her projecting chest. "I guess not," she said with a soft laugh.

Rye leaned back in his chair, taking a long gulp of his drink. He swished it around his muzzle, tasting the strong alcohol as it ticked his tongue. He swallowed it, feeling it slide into his belly. It wouldn't be enough to get him drunk, no amount of alcohol could do that, but he enjoyed the flavor.

"I can make you anything you want to be," he said as he sat his drink down. "Any fantasy that you have I can provide for you, in one way or another. Think of it as a vacation from the real world."

The wolf paused, sipping at her colorful drink. "I... I want to think about it before I do anything,"she said.

"That's fair," Rye replied. His voice suddenly was drowned out by the rising cheer of everyone in the room. He looked up in the stage, then let out a loud holler.

Lisa looked up to the stage and saw what had to be the first truly artificial being ever created by man. It was... or maybe once had been, a vixen. She was tall, over six feet with her towering spiked heels. Her breasts were impossibly huge, almost reaching down to her belly button and projecting outwards at least a foot and a half. The flesh was tight and stretched out under the fur and one of the breasts was more square looking than round.

Her face had clearly been worked on: her muzzle was too narrow, her cheeks and lips were filled out, the ears had been trimmed to a point, and each held a dozen piercing apiece. Her hair was bleached to the point that it was almost white, and fell past her too thin waist to her round ass. Her tail continued down to the floor, the fur gleaming so brightly near the tip that it was clear that she had some sort of extensions.

The vixen pranced out on her heels, swaying her ass with each step. Her whole body threatened to explode from the skimpy clothing she wore, a white top that allowed her red bra to show through and a skirt that showed off her matching panties with ever step she took. She was chewing gum as she walked, working her jaw under her heavily made-up face as she surveyed the room.

"That body must have cost her a fortune," Lisa whispered, unable to take her eyes off the plastic women.

Rye chuckled and shook his head. "You might be surprised," he said as he leaned a bit closer to the wolf. "She's the reason why I came. Tonight is her last night here."

"You have odd taste in women," she said, then thought about the changes in Panthera. "Then again, it seems you like big breasts."

He smirked for a second and said nothing. Leaning back in his chair he watched the show, the front of his pants growing tighter as the vixen strutted around the stage.

Lisa tried not to watch the plastic woman, but soon her eyes were drawn back to the stage. The vixen moved like a dancer, swinging and swaying around the stage and the pole at the center of it. She had managed to flex and twist so that her breasts had ripped out of her shirt, the remains hanging around her chest as she started to work off the micro-skirt.

The wolf licked her lips, shifting herself a bit as the vixen dropped her skirt away, bending over so everyone could see her panties pulled over the bubble butt. Watching the vixen, Lisa found that she was of two minds about what was going on. She was intrigued by the overly modified women, but only that. She had only been interested in men her whole life.

She listened to the hoots and hollers of the room as the vixen started to tease at her panties down, working them over one ass cheek, then the other, then pulled them back up with a wink. With that Lisa made a decision, something that she would never have made in the regular course of events.

Leaning over to Rye, she whispered into his ear. "Rye, can you make me attracted to women as well as men?" she asked, rushing out the words.

The fox looked at her in surprise, then gave her a short smile and a quick touch. As his fingers pulled away, she felt a tingle up her spine and into her mind. Lisa looked back at the vixen, who was now working her impossible breasts out of her bra, sliding it slowly down the huge mammaries and throwing it to the crowd.

Lisa leaned forward on the table, looking closer at the vixen, feeling herself start to become aroused. She clenched her legs together, moaning softly as she watched the vixen, just as entranced with her as everyone else in the room was.

The vixen slid around the stage, shaking her breast as she rubbed them against the pole. She swayed and strutted, her tail high in the hair. She began to grind her crotch against the steel pole, bringing a soft moan from the audience.

Twisting around the pole the vixen dropped to her knees and kicked her legs back. With a quick move she pulled her panties off and slid them down the legs. She swung herself around and rose back onto her heels and threw her panties into the aroused audience.

She strutted around the stage, striking a spread legged stance to show off the bright pink lips of her sex, and the small diamond ring that hung from her clit. The crowd cheered at this sight, Lisa willing joined in.

The vixen returned herself to the pole, riding it like it was a man, grinding her sex against the steel as she swung around, her face flicking in pleasure as she held it like an old lover. With a practiced spin she pushed her back up against the pole and slid down, crouching as she spread her legs out, giving the crowd one last view of it as the music came to an end.

Everyone in the club was on their feet, applause echoing through the building as the vixen rose to her feet, smiling at everyone. Lisa returned the smile, then noticed that every man in the place was hard. She herself had a wet spot growing between her legs.

A moment later silence fell over the room as the plastic vixen slid off the stage to stand in front of the crowd. She looked them over, her eyes gleaming like a predator as she focused on every man in the room before her eyes fell onto Lisa.

The wolf looked away, blushing as she sank back into her chair. The vixen smiled and started to walked through the audience, reaching out to touch every one she passed as she made her way to where Lisa and Rye were sitting.

Lisa blushed even more, but didn't look away as the vixen came to a stop in front of their table. The plastic woman shared a small smile with Rye, then turned her attention to the wolf girl.

She found her muzzle dry as the stripper looked her over, then leaned down until her muzzle was at Lisa's ear. She was sure that the vixen could smell her arousal as she asked, "Would you two like to come to the Star Chamber with me?" Her voice was high and breathless, and she was still chewing at her gum.

Lisa looked up, meeting the vixen's eyes, her heart pounding as she worked her dry tongue in her muzzle. She found that she couldn't say a word, so finally she nodded her head in agreement.

The vixen smiled and reached up to stroke the gray fur of the wolf's cheeks. She then leaned down and kissed the surprised woman, her tongue pressing into her muzzle for a moment before she pulled away. She than reached down to brush Rye's crotch then rose to her feet. With a wink she turned around and sauntered her way back to the stage.

Lisa watched the vixen until she vanished backstage, then leaned back in her chair. She worked her jaw, trying to speak again, only to discover that the vixen's gum was in her muzzle.

Rye leaned his elbow on the table and gave Lisa a small smile. "Well, tonight is going quite differently than I thought it would," he said with a wink.

"I agree," she replied as she took a gulp of her drink. Setting her glass down she leaned back in her chair, unconsciously chewing at the gum in her mouth. "I'm going to need clean panties," she said as she picked at her pants.

Rye looked at her, a strange smile on his face, his ears leaning forward slightly in amusement. "Do you have any idea what the Star Chamber is?" he asked.

She thought about it for a few seconds, then blushed even more. "It has something to do with sex, doesn't it?" she asked.

He nodded eagerly. "Yes, Lisa, we've been invited to fuck her brains out," he said.

She smiled and finished off the last of her drink, feeling the alcohol warm her body. "I'm looking forward to it," she admitted.

Rye rubbed his paws together, surprised at just how eager she was. "This is going to be a fun night," he said as he stood up, offering Lisa his paw. "Come on, I know the way," he told her.

She took his paw in hers and come to her feet. "You've been there before?" she asked as they started through the tables, heading for a small door near the bar.

"I'm a regular here," he admitted as he pushed open the door, revealing a long hallway.

Lisa smirked. "I'm not surprised," she said, her tail flicking eagerly as they entered the hallway. As the door closed behind them, she turned to look at Rye. "You knew this would happen, didn't you?" she asked.

He shook his head. "No. The plan was originally just for me to go with her, but at this point it would be a shame not to include you in the fun."

"Thank you for thinking of me," she said as they turned a corner into a new hallway. They walked down a few more doors before Rye came to a stop in front of one. He opened the unmarked door and they walked into the room.

The room was fancy, and not a little bit tacky. There was a long black couch along one wall, with a flat screen television across from it, which was currently showing porn. A small bar was on the wall opposite the door, and three more chairs were scattered around the room. The carpet was plush, and bright red. The walls were painted a softer pink.

"Do you have a calming effect on people, or is that your magic?" Lisa said as she took a seat on the couch, finding that it covering was black leather.

Rye smile and walked to the television, turning off the movie. "I'm not making you do or feel anything you don't want, or ask for. I admit that I stretched things at first, but what you are feeling now is all yours," he said as he sat down in one of the chairs.

She nodded and leaned back on the couch, relaxing as she felt the alcohol's effect on her mind and body. She rolled her head back, still chewing the gum as she thought about the vixen, about her manufactured body and curves. Unbidden she felt herself become aroused again, one paw drifting down to rest on her crotch.

Lisa jumped forward as the door opened, pulling her paw away as she watched the vixen stride in the room. She was wearing only her six inch heels and a robe that was pulled tightly around her incredible breasts, hiding absolutely nothing. A serious-looking male skunk followed after, a smile crossing his face as he closed the door.

"Xander," Rye said as he rose to his feet and walked over to the other man.

The skunk smiled and shook Rye's paw. "Ready to have some fun?" he asked.

Lisa didn't catch the fox's reply as the vixen sat down next to her on the couch. "So, honey, what's your name?" she asked.

"I'm Lisa," she said as she looked over the vixen, gulping nervously and swallowing her gum. "And who are you?"

The vixen giggled and leaned a bit closer. "I'm Bambi," she said. She slid her arms around the wolf's back, and pulled her in for a kiss. Lisa eagerly returned it, feeling the vixen's tongue as it teased at her lips. Parting her muzzle slightly she allowed the tongue in, wrapping it with hers as she started to run her paws over the vixen's shoulders, pushing her robe from her shoulders.

She didn't want to break the kiss, but all too soon Bambi pulled away, a smile on her narrow muzzle. Still holding the wolf close she rose to her feet, pulling the shorter woman as close as she could with the huge breasts between them.

Lisa looked down at the breasts that were pressed to her own. Bending her head down she pressed her muzzle between them, licking at the tight fur as she rubbed them with her paws. They felt strange under her touch, heavy and hard, the skin moving over the huge objects trapped inside as she rubbed them.

"Let's get you undressed," Bambi said, her paws stroking at the other woman's ears.

Lisa nodded and pulled away from the vixen. She fumbled at the buttons on the front of her blouse as the vixen bent down and began to work at her pants, soon sliding them down her legs, revealing her soaked panties.

The vixen giggled and pressed her nose against the wet cotton. "Someone is enjoying herself," she said with a giggle as she worked the panties off her hips.

"You're easy to enjoy," Lisa said as she dropped her shirt to the floor.

Bambi smiled as she stood back up and reached out to rub at the wolf's breasts. She gasped at the touch, shivering as the vixen's fingers worked at her new implants.

"I see you've had some work done yourself," the vixen said with a smile.

Lisa smiled and arched her back slightly to press out her breasts. "Not as much as you," she admitted as her own paws ran over the vixen's hips to grab at her firm ass.

She laughed and continued to work her paws over the too firm breast. "Very few people have had as much work as I have," she said as she stroked her fingers over the light scars left from the surgery, giggling as the wolf jumped. "These are new, aren't they? she asked.

"How could you tell?" Lisa said, blushing a bit.

Bambi smirked and pulled one paw away to touch the side of the wolf's face. "Experience. They did a good job, even if they are obviously fake," she said, bouncing them gently in her paws.

"You two had the same doctor," Rye said from where he sat in a chair, the skunk in his lap. They were both nude and very aroused.

Lisa blushed deeply, having forgotten that she wasn't alone with Bambi.

Rye smiled at them both, and waved his paw at them. "You two have fun; Xander and I will have fun with each other," he said as the skunk kissed him firmly.

Bambi shivered slightly and nodded her head. "I think that is a very good idea," she said, then pulled Lisa into their own kiss. A kiss which was eagerly returned as the pair of women fell back onto the couch, the vixen falling in the wolf's lap.

Lisa continued the kiss, her paws working over the vixen's back as they forgot about the men in the room. Their tongues played with each other as they pressed breast to breast. As the kiss continued Lisa reached down to slowly slide her fingers between the vixen's legs, teasing at the soft folds of her cleft.

The vixen returned the favor, her fingers trailing eagerly down to stroke the warm lips of Lisa's pussy, working her fingers against the wetness found there. She slipped her fingers past the outer lips, causing the wolf to squirm with excitement. The vixen knew just where to tease and tickle the woman to bring her the most pleasure without pushing her over the edge.

Lisa twisted under experienced fingers, gasping softly as she pulled away from the kiss. "God, that feels good!" she moaned as she rested her head on the vixen's shoulder.

Bambi giggled and nuzzled at her head. "Never been with a woman before?" she asked as she continued her fingering.

She shook her head, her tail flicking against the couch. "Never," she managed to gasp out.

The vixen smiled and let out a short giggle. "Well, then I guess I'll have to fix that won't I?" she said. She started to swirl her fingers, pressing them a bit deeper as her thumb rubbed gently at the wolf's clit.

Lisa whimpered in pleasure as she licked at the fur on her lover's neck. Her own paw was gently fingering at the vixen's snatch, stroking in and out as she tried to cope with what was happening to herself.

Bambi murred softly, reaching down with one paw to remove the ring in her clit and setting it to the side. Her other paw continued to tease at the wolf's lovely cunt.

The two women pressed closer together, their breasts rubbing against each other. The feeling of the firm implants shifting under the skin was more stimulating than Lisa had ever expected.

She licked at the vixen's neck, chewing gently on the fur as she worked her fingers into the warm cunt. The muscles tensed and grew tight as the slick juices started to run down her fingers.

Lisa shivered as the vixen's fingers teased her clit, stroking deeper as they explored around inside her sex. The skilled fingers found places the wolf had never known existed as she was rapidly brought to the edge of an orgasm.

Bambi pulled her paw back with only moments to spare, smiling as she looked at the panting wolf.

"Why did you stop?" Lisa asked with a pout, as she caught her breath. Her own fingers were still gently stroking at the vixen's cleft.

The vixen smiled in return and licked her lips. "There are other ways to enjoy yourself," she said and slid out of Lisa's lap. Kiss by kiss Bambi worked her way down the wolf's enlarged chest, spending a short time on each nipple, teasing them until they were hard. After giving them a playful nip she continued kissing down Lisa's firm stomach before she finally reached her destination.

Lisa spread her legs for the vixen's thin muzzle and let out a soft yelp of surprise as her lips were parted by the vixen's narrow tongue. It wasn't the first time anyone had gone down on her, but it had never felt like that before.

The vixen giggled, laughing a bit as she flicked her ears, her earrings tinkling as they rang against each other. Lisa reached down to stroke her lovely ears, the earrings coming off in her paws as she teased the fur.

Bambi dove back into the warm snatch, working her tongue deep into the soft folds. Her tongue was just as talented as her fingers, her hot breath blowing over the wolf's clit. The vixen reached up with one paw to grope at Lisa's chest, kneading the fake breasts.

Lisa moaned as the vixen's tongue brought her back to the edge of an orgasm, her back tensing as she pressed her paws against Bambi's head. "Don't stop," she whimpered.

The vixen swished her tail in excitement, the extensions of her fur having fallen away leaving her real fur behind. She slowed down for a few moments, teasing the wolf for a few seconds before diving back in at full speed, the tip of her muzzle slipping past the lips of her partners cunt allowing her to lick deeper than ever before.

Lisa rolled her head back and tensed as she fell over the edge of her orgasm. She gasped softly as she grabbed Bambi's fur, holding on tightly as her body shook. Her juices exploded out over the vixen's face.

Bambi leaned back, laughing joyfully as she licked at her face. "You taste good," she said. The wet fur had washed the makeup from her face, leaving a pretty, if slightly plain woman behind.

Lisa nodded her head, panting softly as she looked down at her partner. "That felt good," she said as she reached down and gently clasped the vixen's chin. With a slight pull she caused her to rise up until they were eye to eye. With a smile they kissed again.

It felt different this time. Bambi's kiss seemed less sure, and the feeling of their breasts pressed together had become different, softer and more giving.

As they pulled away the wolf looked over her new friend and realized that the over-operated vixen she had started with was gone. Instead there was a cute, yet still sexy, vixen in her thirties. As Lisa watched, the vixen's huge breasts seemed to deflate until she was left with a reasonable sized chest with just a hint of sag to it.

Bambi blushed and pulled away from the wolf, coving her face with one paw as she blushed. "Hi," she said in a soft voice.

Lisa reached and took the vixen's paw away. "Hello again," she said as she wrapped her arm around the vixen's back and pulled her close.

She smiled and continued to blush, leaning up to nuzzle at the wolf's neck. "I'm Tabitha," she said.

"Tabitha," the wolf said as she nuzzled the vixen in return. "So what happened to Bambi?" she asked.

The vixen blushed again and slightly closed her eyes. "Bambi is who I am on vacation, but the vacation is over. I'm back to boring old Tabitha," she said.

Lisa arched her head back and looked at Rye. The fox, who was rather involved with Xander, gave her a slight nod before going back to the skunk. She turned her attention back to Tabitha and gave her a small lick. "I don't think you're either boring or old," she said with a smile.

The vixen smiled back and kissed Lisa's nose. "Thank you," she said.

"So, do you still like girls?" Lisa asked.

Tabitha laughed and nodded her head. "I'm still me inside when I'm Bambi. She and I like the same things," she said as her paws reached up to rub the wolf's enhanced breasts.

Lisa smiled and murred happily, wrapping her arms abound Tabitha. She liked the woman, and was still interested in some fun with her. Still, in the back of her mind, she couldn't get rid of the image of Bambi and her plastic body.

FIN

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