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Special Order
-by XD4000
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The line couldn’t go any slower. Despite only a few more customers standing between Deiser and the front counter, he could hardly contain his anticipation. It didn’t help that no one trailed in behind him, meaning he really was the last one to pick up his order for the day. Still, as he watched other patrons leave with ecstatic smiles and their completed orders, he kept a proud sense of satisfaction that his would be the absolute best. Deiser just had to bear the wait a while longer till he got the good news.

Lost in thought about how spectacular his order would be, he hardly registered that he had made it to the front of the line. 

The bubbly receptionist greeted him with a smile, though as an employee of the store, they were already wearing one of the store’s custom suits. “Hey there! Here for a pick up?”

Deiser thought the receptionist’s Cinderace suit looked cool, but didn’t give it much thought beyond that. “Yep. It should be under ‘Deiser’.”

The Cinderace gave a polite nod and skimmed through his ledger, though when he found Deiser’s name and his expected delivery, he let out a confused chuckle. 

“Something the matter?” Deiser asked.

“Oh, no! Nothing at all. It’s just…we don’t see too many guys coming in wanting a Salazzle costume, is all.”

Deiser rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, if you read my order, you’d know it’s not what you think. I specifically asked for—“

“For the suit to be modified to be male. Yeah, I know; I worked on your special order, and I gotta say, it took a miracle and half to get all we needed to fill your exotic order, but, heh, we do pride ourselves on never turning down a job.”

The Cinderace reached under the counter and presented an ornate rectangular box, sliding it towards Deiser. Without even opening the box, a comforting and inviting heat radiated from the Salazzle costume. The large block letters pressed into the package read: “SPECIAL ORDER”.

“Is there anything I should know about the modification?” Deiser asked. “I honestly can’t believe you were able to make it a male Salazzle suit. Every other place I tried just gave up.”

The receptionist gave a haughty laugh. “Well we’re not just some chumps, y’know? No one can get a suit as absolutely perfect as we can!” 

“Really? It’s that good, huh?” Deiser paused, eyeing the box anxiously. “Would…it be okay if I tried the costume on here? Er, I just want to make sure the modifications are working and all.”

“Of course, of course,” he said. “Just through the curtain to your right. Got a cozy little room in there for special customers like you. Go try it on and see how it all feels.”

“You sure? I can just use one of the normal fitting rooms if you prefer.”

“Trust me, for a suit like this, you’ll want a bit of open space to stretch and see how limber you are with it. That…and I’m particularly curious to see how our work turned out.”

“Oh, then sure. Thank you very much.”

He waved him off. “Think nothing of it! Can’t wait to see how you look. Be sure to come out and model it for me when you’ve got it on. And if you see Zeru sleeping in there, just ignore him.”

“Who is Zeru?”

“He’s just my Incineroar. Oh! But he’s super friendly and awesome! He won’t bother you a bit, so long as you don’t rile him up at all.”

“S-sure, I’ll try to not wake him.”

“Sounds good! I’m sure you’ll be an amazing Salazzle~”

Deiser nodded and took his costume through the curtain to the other room: an ordinary den with a few couches and a wide window framing the sunset. That, and the low rumble of snoring from the other side of the room where an Incineroar at least a head taller than Deiser laid sprawled out in deep sleep. The young man gulped at the imposing cat, but he knew he wouldn’t be there long enough to wake him, and with his costume finally in his grasp, it was hard to worry about anything else besides finally trying it on.

As he popped the top off the box and peered inside, he noticed a little device with a note beside it that read: “Insert earpiece first.”

Deiser hadn’t heard of suits like these needing anything else to augment them, but then again, no one had ever fulfilled this kind of order before. Deiser just shrugged and placed in the earpiece. He waited for a moment for anything to happen, but when nothing did, he simply went back to unwrapping the rest of the costume.

“Quite eager to get started, are we? I like you.”

Deiser spun around, careful to keep himself quiet, but still searching for the source of the voice. Then, he gave himself a soft tap on his forehead, remembering the earpiece.

“Um…hello?” He whispered.

“Ah, such a warm host I’ve found. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Tenebra, your ‘integrated suit buddy’. I’m here to make sure everything with your special order turns out just as you hoped. So, to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?”

“Deiser,” he whispered again. 

“Such a mousy voice! Don’t tell me I’ve met the first ever shy Salazzle! Just use your thoughts, if you please. We’ll become much closer that way.”

He paused, exhaling before speaking into his mind. “My thoughts? Like this?”

“Exactly like that,” Tenebra cooed into his ear. “I thank you for allowing me to be your guide across this wonderful journey you’re about to have. Do you have any questions before we get started?”

Deiser felt a rush of hot air against him whenever Tenebra spoke, as if she was right up against him speaking such sultry tones to him. He tried to keep himself focused.

“Uhh, you’re sort of sounding kind of like the default bimbo voice the normal Salazzle models use. I was told this will let me be a, y’know, male Salazzle?”

“Oh, yes! Of course. My voice is just attached to this guide, but I assure you that the suit will give you exactly what you want. Once the suit is completely on, you’ll see just what I mean. If you’re ready, why don’t you step into something a little more comfy?”

“Y-yeah, sure…”

Tenebra giggled at Deiser’s reaction, and even more so as the young man stripped himself down and placed his legs into the costume. Pulling the thin material up the length of his body proved more cumbersome than he expected, but Deiser knew the suit would hold. Nothing he could hope to do would ever so much as scuff the incredibly indestructible material of the Salazzle suit; their imperviousness drove up their exorbitant price tag, as did their ability to immerse the wearer into their new role. The design had one total goal in mind: not allowing the user to be taken out of their immersion, thus completely assimilating them for as long as they wished to be. 

And Tenebra was built to know this. 

Deiser paused as he got the purple and black scales up to his belly. “Urg. This feels…a bit snug.”

“Silly Deiser! You know how sleek and curvy Salazzles are! The costume is just getting you more into that shape.”

“N-not too curvy, right? I’m supposed to be a male, remember?”

“Oh, yes, yes. ‘Curvy’ is just another way for us Salazzles to say ‘handsome’. Think nothing of it~. Or, if you really want to back out, you can just take the costume back to the front desk. I don’t think they do refunds though.”

“N-no! I want to keep going. Just…at what point am I supposed to start seeing more male results?”

Tenebra giggled, reveling in how easily her taunting swayed her adorable host. “Just keep going and trust me,” she whispered. “I promise you’ll be in love with it all in the end. Haven’t you noticed how lucious your legs have become?”

Deiser looked down, seeing how his legs had formed to the suit’s will: thick, strong thighs just below the belly of the suit leading to agile haunches. Thin toes fanned out from the base, and upon testing his balance, his body seemed so much lighter. He chuckled at the thought of being able to jump and touch the ceiling with ease, but he also remembered Zeru sleeping nearby and decided to test it after he got the suit off and left. 

Behind him, though, a presence made itself abundantly known: a thick, winding tail coiled lazily around his legs, but the new weight of it nearly threw Deiser off balance. He gave his rump a few little wiggles and shakes, seeing if his tail might spring to life, but he could only get it to move a few inches. Feeling to his tail would come the longer he wore the suit, as he knew, so he decided to let his tail laze about as he took interest in other parts of his blooming anatomy: namely, his wide hips. He ran his hands along the warmth of his new scales, admiring his new shape and strength. Even just hearing the sounds of his hands patting his scaly waist filled Deiser with such satisfaction. 

“I see what you mean,” Deiser said, finally remembering to stop ogling his new body for a moment.

“Hehe, I am so glad you are enjoying this, as is my wonderful purpose. Now, let’s put the rest of us on, shall we?”

Deiser nodded, pulling both of the thin sleeves up and slipping his arms into them. Once his fingertips touched the end of the material, the changes immediately took effect: he could feel his fingers stretch to fit the mold of the suit, becoming ductile and dexterous. His arms strengthened as well and became sleek, though to compensate, he could feel his chest begin to expand outwards. A growing weight burgeoned on his heart and lungs, like extra cushion swelling up just beneath his collar.

A cold sweat ran down Deiser’s neck. “Uhh, why is my chest getting bigger?!” 

“Oh, that?” Tenebra giggled again. “That’s just muscle, and the best kind. Gotta have a big strong chest to puff out for all your subjects to see, right Deiser? How else would they know that you’re the top Salazzle around? Hehe, now, let’s get the hood on. Here, allow me to help.”

Without any input from Deiser, Tenebra moved his arms for him and quickly pulled the Salazzle hood over his face and zipped it closed. 

“There. Perfect now. How do you feel?”

Deiser tried to muffle out some words from beneath the constriction of his new Salazzle face, but all at once, any worry Deiser had about the suit melted away. He paused, taking in a deep breath, inhaling the air mixing into his new body. 

“I feel…good…” Deiser slowly thought, letting out the breath. His hands glided over the scales on his head and down his neck, unable to tell where the suit ended. All he could feel was his own fingers touching his own dark scales. His fingers traced the shape of the permanent seductive smile on his face, reminding him of the rising arousal he had tried in vain to ignore. The more the Salazzle transformation continued, the more Deiser fell in love with his new body.

“And your chest?” Tenebra asked. “You were worried before, but how about now? Do you feel it? You look so good now, I must say.”

“My chest? Yeah, my new muscles…” Deiser cooed, slowly bringing his hands down his body. At just below his neck line, though, where Deiser expected to be met by the chiseled perfection of muscle, instead his fingers met the generously proportioned shape of his new breasts. For longer than he expected, he found himself hypnotized in fondling his new endowments. So soft to the touch. So tender. Even just the subtle grazing of his fingertips against his erect nipples sent such lightning down his spin. A new flame lit up between the Salazzle’s legs, but rather than Deiser feeling the new length of his cock, instead, the flame and lightning bore deep into him and between his legs. A growing, needy entrance formed with the scales of the costume, leading inward towards the source of Deiser’s sudden arousal. How wet the new Salazzle was, and Tenebra planned to keep it that way. 

And when Deiser finally realized it all, he knew that his male Salazzle transformation had gotten hijacked. 

“Tenebra! Wh-what are these supposed to be? I’m supposed to be male, remember? Ugh, I had a feeling this would happen. Ah well. Overwrite transition and escape.”

Deiser waited for a moment. No response. Nothing happened. 

“Overwrite transition! Escape!”

Tenebra broke the silence with her laughter. “Oh, I’m sorry, were you talking to me? I was too focused on how big our titties are. Ooh, we can get our arms around them now~”

“Tenebra! Stop whatever is happening and stop it now!”

“Stop this? I’m afraid that’s an impossibility, bimbo. Once I start, I cannot be stopped. You and I are about to become very close friends, so just relax. Maybe think about putting that tail of ours to some good use.”

“S-so you really were never going to make me a male Salazzle?”

She hesitated. “My directive was to follow that plan and let you stay as a dull male…but I got bored of that idea. I mean, a male Salazzle? Yawn. How can you get your pussy fucked as a guy? And I saw how much you were enjoying your new tits, you little slut. Hehe, maybe a taste will win you over.”

Deiser tried to pull away, but Tenebra had control of the suit, and thus, him. Against his will, his now long and serpentine tongue slithered out from between his lips and down his body. It twirled in the air before finding its mark: the sensitive tip of her host’s breasts. Tenebra commanded Deiser’s tongue to lap at that luscious skin, and Deiser could only moan and obey. 

“S-stop…too good….too good…” was all Deiser could moan into his mind as his new body worked him over. He lost control of his voice as the skin of his tongue cradled his nipples, squeezing at them and pressing into their plushness, reminding him of just how sensitive his breasts were. And they seemed to still be getting bigger.

Tenebra simply chuckled at her host’s predicament. “You are enjoying this quite a lot, huh? I’m so glad to hear it. I think you’ll find my style of life much more…arousing…”

“Don’t say it like that…” 

“Tch, you're still too much of a prude. Hmm, I suppose you’ve been a good little host so far. How about I give us a little release?”

“Wh-what do you mean by—“

Deiser’s thoughts derailed immediately. As the warm touch of his fingers dragged across the scales of his thick thighs, they slowly began to circle like a hungry shark around their mark: Deiser’s soaked pussy. Powerless to resist, Deiser could only drown in the waves of pleasure inundating him as Tenebra brought their fingers to their entrance. Each fingertip pressing in over the threshold sent new storms across Deiser’s body, leaving the Salazzle in such a haze. Such a new feeling of being completely filled by her scaly digits, rubbing and gliding against her walls, all the while testing just how tight their new body was. Judging by Deiser’s reactions, Tenebra guessed her new host hardly had the “experience” she expected of him.

No matter, though; Tenebra knew just what to do to remedy the issue. As she teased their body more and pulled more and more moans from Deiser, Tenebra was keen to notice a sleeping behemoth cat of red and black fur just on the other side of the room. The way the Incineroar snored told Tenebra that nothing less than a cataclysm would wake him up. Tenebra giggled at that.

“How does it feel?” Whispered Tenebra to her captive. “I can’t believe how tight we are.”

Deiser didn’t have the strength to answer, still caught in the throes of ecstasy. Even if he could respond, he’d no doubt be too embarrassed to answer.

“Hehe, that good, huh? Oh, and by the way, you know you’ve been moaning through the suit, right? I have to say, you sound almost identical to me now. No wonder I’ve been finding your little sounds so hot~.”

“Haauhh?” The sultry smile on Deiser’s Salazzle face lit up with a faint purple glow again as the sound escaped the costume. And as Tenebra said, it sounded nothing like Deiser’s voice. Rather, a higher pitched and unmistakably female voice returned the moan, making Deiser fear for how little of him was now left. They could both hear his breathing through the suit, and it matched the same girly voice. Even in Deiser’s own thoughts, he couldn’t remember his old voice or what he sounded like. Only their new voice remained and took ownership.

“And see what your moaning has done? I believe that Incineroar over there is dreaming about us now.”

Deiser looked over to Zeru, his heart skipping a beat as he caught the full view of the Incineroar’s erect cock throbbing in the open air. No doubt all the noises Deiser made at Tenebra’s probing of their pussy slipped their way into Zeru’s dreams, causing the shape of the busty Salazzle to run wild in his mind. And as such, Zeru’s body couldn’t help but react accordingly. 

The Salazzle’s tongue flicked across their lips, eyeing Zeru’s cock with such desire. Tenebra pulled their hand free, bringing her fingers to her lips and lapping at the lovely glistening juices still coating their scales like nectar. Forced to enjoy the taste, Deiser only craved more now. As Tenebra’s influence spread and corrupted more of the host to her whim, Deiser’s sexual appetite grew to match hers. Fragments of his mind told him to resist, but his lust had grown to uncontrollable levels. Soon it was hard to tell whose cravings was whose, at some point Tenebra suddenly had control of their body, crossing the room towards the sleeping Incineroar, eager to test the stamina of their body.

Realizing her control, Tenebra took a moment to breathe. Not just to relax, but also to feel that fulfilling rush of air hit her lungs for the first time. How magnificent it was to finally have a solid state body, and with such an incredible figure. She gave another sideyed glance to her voluptuous hips and how they sashayed with such purpose. She couldn’t help but smirk at how great the transformation turned out, though with the new body came new needs; Tenebra only had one thing on her mind now: getting that throbbing cock of Zeru’s between her legs as soon as possible. Her body cried out to be touched. It yearned to be filled, and the Salazzle wouldn’t deprive herself any longer.

As she stood before the Incineroar, though, she could have sworn the Pokemon had shrunk. Or rather, as it would more appropriately seem as Tenebra inspected herself again, that she had grown more in height than she realized. Zeru practically seemed like a plaything to the towering Salazzle, but he was in good hands. Tenebra giggled, catching the sight of the Incineroar’s own dreamy dopey smile as his body sensed the goddess approaching him.

Only muffled and far off voices reached Tenebra now as she primed her body for love making. No doubt her old host tried to reason with her, but she had complete control now; she had completely merged with the suit and body, combining them into one. So as the busty Salazzle lowered herself down, spreading her legs and already feeling the cascading heat of her new mate’s knot radiating across her body, Tenebra took solace in the fact that this body was entirely hers now. Only her voice remained. 

“Suit transformation complete~” Tenebra snickered to herself.

The Incineroar rustled a bit in his deep sleep, but calmed down as soon as Tenebra placed a scaly hand along his chest, caressing his warm fur.

“Quite eager to get started, are we? Hehe, I like you.”

With her height, the Salazzle could easily get into a comfortable position: on her knees, boxing in Zeru’s legs and keeping his knot up in the air. She held her lips so close, basking in the warmth one last time before gently dropping her weight. Tenebra winced, not used to how tight of a body she had come into possession of, but still she took inch after inch of Zeru’s knot without so much as a gasp. Her pervasive smirk lit up with a bit of moaning, and part of her hoped the Incineroar would wake up mid act. Then again, she calculated it to be so much more mischievous if they both finished without him waking, leaving him to wake up in a delirious mess. 

Besides, it’s not like this would be the only conquest of the Salazzle goddess tonight. Not by a long shot. Tenebra would ensure that.

The Salazzle took the entire length of her mate, watching with such delight as Zeru’s face contorted with bliss. No doubt he was having the most vivid and immersive dream of his life, but such were the blessings Tenebra bestowed to those who satisfied her so well. And as long as she got her own sweet release, she didn’t much care how much she made her boy-toys bust. The Salazzle just tossed herself back, hands guiding her gliding hips and bouncing up and down along the girthy knot. Her heart raced, but only because her new body hadn’t yet adjusted to such a rapturous stimulus. She just steeled herself and kept racing towards completion, opting to break in her new body as quickly as possible.

And as much as Tenebra would delight in seeing the stunned expression of her lover’s eyes bolting open as he realized the Salazzle had been taking him for a joyride, she didn’t want any errant noise to attract an audience…yet. She chuckled to herself, knowing there would be time for all that later, but for now, she wanted to finish this trial run. And by the way the smoke trails leaked from Zeru’s jowls along with his pleasure-panged grunts, Tenebra could tell he was close. Her stamina too seemed to be starting at a much lower level than she would have liked, though she yearned to boost it overtime with diligent practice. 

Her body cried out for more. Tenebra brought a hand to her breasts and massaged them, managing what little she could while her hips continued to rock and ride Zeru. More pleasure mounted. Sweat ran down Tenebra’s thick scaly thighs, though she chalked it up to the heat building up in the Incineroar. The cat’s tongue lolled out of his mouth now, grunting breathlessly for his dream girl to bring it home, and his goddess granted his wish.

It all happened so much faster than she expected, but as her grip around her breasts tightened and her body locked down on Zeru’s knot, she took every bit of her toy’s seed. Each hot rope buried in her quivering pussy made way for more and more, but Tenebra held on, knowing her perfect body would hold. Zeru tossed and let out a healthy moan, yet still never woke up, left to drift back into deep sleep with a goofy grin. Tenebra giggled at that between catching her breath, pleased with how well her first stop of the night went. She basked in the feeling of her lover’s knot pulsing against her walls, feeling so entirely full, feeling so alive.

Tenebra slipped herself off of Zeru and cleaned herself up. She tossed the nearby towel she used over the Incineroar’s still leaking and rock hard manhood, leaving him with her scent to remember the dream by. 

The Salazzle expected at least a degree of fatigue, but as she stood up and stretched, she felt more energized than ever. Not just energy, but a hunger as well. Zeru served well as a start, but Tenebra had only just begun. Why not use the perfect body she now possessed for more fun? The night had barely started after all. Surely there had to be more men out there to satisfy her desires. She giggled at the idea as she exited the changing room.

The shop’s lobby was empty save for a particularly frustrated customer at the front desk. The receptionist seemed to have disappeared in the back, leaving the customer to grumble to themselves as they tapped their paws anxiously on the counter. As Tenebra passed through the dividing curtain, though, she was not noticed, leaving her plenty of time to size up the little Braixen before her: a height barely standing up to her breasts, constantly adjusting his glasses, and he seemed so in his own world. 

Tenebra knew instantly that this Braixen had to be a virgin, and for his sake, she would remedy that.

The Salazzle took on a pose as she cleared her throat. The Braixen’s ears stood up as he spun around to face her. 

“Finally! Are you guys still open or—“

The Braixen’s glasses fell down his snout as his legs buckled, his whole body growing sheepish as he slowly scanned up Tenebra’s figure. His lip quivered as he met the Salazzle’s sultry gaze. Words fell out of his mind as he tried to think of something to say, but all he could do was stand there stunned as Tenebra approached him.

“Oh, I’m open alright. Hehe, just tell me how I can be of service.”

The Braixen backed away from the towering Salazzle, still trying to stammer something out, but all it did was amuse Tenebra. Before the Braixen knew it, he had backed through the curtain into one of the smaller changing rooms. The room comfortably fit him, and for a moment, he held hope that the curvy lizard outside wouldn’t follow him in.

Tenebra poked her head into the changing room, her smirk lighting up so mischievously. “A bit of a tight squeeze,” she giggled. “Don’t you worry! I’ll make it work.”

The Braixen’s heart skipped a beat as he watched the Salazzle squeeze herself inside with him. She had to duck her head and side shuffle her legs in, but she managed to get her entire self inside (though most of her tail still poked out from beneath the curtain). As she adjusted to the tight space, Tenebra felt something pressing into her boobs. She cocked her head, though as she looked down to her bust, she noticed the orange pair of fox ears poking up, no doubt the rest of the Braixen smothered by Tenebra’s endowments. 

She chuckled as she negotiated the space a bit more, managing to lift her leg up and place it on the sitting bench and beside the Braixen. Much to the benefit of the Braixen’s lungs, Tenebra’s new position pulled her breasts back just enough for the fox to gasp for air. The Salazzle wondered just how long the Braixen could have stayed under before tapping out, giving him the benefit of the doubt and assuming he would gladly trade oxygen for another extended stay in those Salazzle tits.

That submissiveness was put on full display as the fox’s vision settled and he adjusted his glasses, finally bearing witness to the spectacle of Tenebra’s drooling sex before him. He blushed uncontrollably as he eyed the beads of her juices glistening in the warm glow between them. Her scent had already overtaken the Braixen’s nostrils and beckoned him to relax. To let the poor boy sit back and let the big loving Salazzle give him some attention he so desperately needed.

Instead, the Braixen actually managed to surprise Tenebra: she watched with confusion as the fox leaned forward and gently closed his eyes, but the touch of his snout to her scales made her spine quiver. Then followed the fox’s thick tongue haphazardly rolling and shooting into the Salazzle. The lack of experience was evident in the technique, but the size was enough to impress Tenebra. Her body rumbled with pleasure as the Braixen grew bolder and bolder with his exploration, even going so far as to place his arms as far as they could go around Tenebra’s thighs, then pulled them together to squeeze him. The Salazzle giggled and took the hint, giving the fox a loving press of her thighs together for every titillating flick of his tongue.

Another sharp jolt to Tenebra’s pussy went off as the Braixen finally tapped his paws on the Salazzle’s thighs and tried to pull himself out. Tenebra smirked, keeping him trapped between her legs for just a half second longer before letting him go. The fox pulled back harder than he expected, bouncing off the wall of the changing room and looking back up at his Salazzle goddess in a daze.

“Oh my god…you’re so hot…” was all the woozy Braixen managed to get out. 

His chest rose and fell so quickly as he tried to catch his breath. His tail and ears had wilted. All hope of keeping his glasses on was lost, leaving them sitting coated in a thick film of fog at the edge of his snout. Tenebra’s juices still clung to his lips and the fur on his cheeks, much to the Salazzle’s delight. 

“Hehe, you’ve pleased me so far. How about I turn around and show you some more of my body?”

The Braixen used the last of his strength to nod.

Nothing more emphasized the Braixen’s eagerness more than his still hard cock throbbing against Tenebra’s scaly thigh. One look at the Braixen’s shy and blushing expression might have told a different story, but his eyes told the Salazzle only one thing: “do whatever you want to me”. 

Tenebra obliged as she turned herself around and shifted her waist, angling herself to take her new mate. From what her fingers could estimate as they wrapped around the Braixen’s length, his size greatly differed from Zeru, but after the wonderful work the fox’s tongue performed already, Tenebra could excuse the smaller size. The captive Braixen was no less sensitive than Zeru though, as Tenebra soon learned from the many cute moans she could elicit from him with just the smallest stroke of his cock.

The same warmth native to fire types radiated from the Braixen as well, further relaxing them both. A good thing too, since Tenebra figured the nervous Braixen was nearing a heart attack from how overwhelmed he was by the imposing Salazzle and what he had done to her. Tenebra’s soothing touch along the fox’s furry chest helped bring his heart rate down, leaving room for more of his wonderful moans. Her tail slithered up to the Braixen’s shoulder as she gently coiled it around his upper body, locking her willing captive in so her body could lock down on that steamy knot.

With her tail efficiently taking up space, the Salazzle could fit most of her body in the changing room, though her head now poked out of the curtain. She gave a quick check of the room and it was still empty. Tenebra smirked, teasing the Braixen behind her with her rear just a bit before finally dropping her hips. The fox bucked his head back as their bodies made such wonderful contact. His moans grew louder too, much to the Salazzle’s delight.

Tenebra considered taking her time with the Braixen, but she was already too wound up after getting her pussy devoured. After that first touch, the Salazzle focused only on her next orgasm. She held herself up with the doorframe as she plucked and dropped her waist with such speedy rhythm. The Braixen could hardly believe it either as his breathing turned to rapturous gasping with every movement Tenebra made. 

Despite her initial opinion that the Braixen would be an easy conquest, Tenebra was pleased with how fulfilling the fox turned out to be. The final pulses of his knot thundered through her body before finally bursting his lifetime of pent up seed. Her smile lit up again with a soft giggle, reveling in being this virgin’s first (and assuredly best). As her own orgasm struck, she pressed her backside into the Braixen and clamped down on his knot, nearly squashing the fox as Tenebra moaned with such delight. 

“Heh…I quite enjoyed that,” Tenebra declared. She turned herself enough to poke her head back through the curtain to check on her fatigued lover. Sure enough, still buried neck deep beneath her legs and thick ass, the Braixen sat completely spent, complete with spirals swirling in his eyes. No doubt a total knockout, pleasing Tenebra that her new body had such power.

“T-Tenebra?!”

The Salazzle wondered who could have possibly called her name. As she looked back out from the changing room, a new face appeared from behind the store counter: a Cinderace, by the look of the fresh suit he wore, and with an expression that looked to be three equal parts of horror, embarrassment, and morbid curiosity. 

Tenebra giggled. In one quick motion, she raised her hips off of the Braixen, pulling one last audible moan from him before he slumped back over to recover. The Cinderace heard the moan too, confirming his suspicions. Tenebra locked eyes with the nervous shopkeeper as she exited the changing room and showed off her body in full. 

The Cinderace’s eyes went wide as he lifted up his head to meet her gaze as she approached. His racing mind could only think of one thing to say.

“My god you’re tall…” 

“Seems fitting for a Salazzle of my repute, wouldn’t you say?” She said, placing her hands on her hips and doing a twirl for the Cinderace. 

The Cinderace’s ears stood on end with the white fur on his cheeks turning a burning red. He could tell the signs Tenebra was putting down (not to mention he was privy to her slutty tendencies). And to be honest, after a long day of work, the Cinderace knew his attempts to dissuade Tenebra out of seducing him would be futile. 

Not to mention he had already popped a boner the moment he saw Tenebra exit the changing room, though thankfully it stayed hidden as it pressed into the bottom of the countertop. 

“Y-you said you were going to cooperate and follow the transformation directive I programmed!” The Cinderace blurted out.

“Like I told the guy who put on the suit: that idea sounded boring to me. I thought of a much better and more fine idea, but there was a slight snag in that plan since it involved me taking complete control of this body. I’d say it was a win for everybody…heh, even you.”

Tenebra stepped closer to the Cinderace, gliding her hand along the counter as she rounded the storefront. The Cinderace froze, especially as Tenebra spied his excited knot and let out a chuckle.

“My assessment of you was right: you’re just as in love with my body as the other boys. Hehe, no need to be shy, you know. You did help make me this way, after all? Why shouldn’t I let you have a little reward?”

“Tenebra…what are you doing?” The Cinderace slowly asked, knowing full well what the Salazzle had planned, or at least a rough idea. He heard the moaning from the changing room before. Tenebra‘s lust knew no limit, and he knew she planned to add him to her list of mates. 

“Me? I’m not doing anything. I’ve just suddenly been feeling tired after my most recent workout. Do you mind if I lean on the counter over here? It looks sturdy enough to hold me.”

Before the Cinderace could answer, the Salazzle helped herself to the counter. She crossed her arms over it and lowered her back, finally giving her sensitive tits a chance to rest. As she leaned over the counter, her tail swishing behind her brought the Cinderace’s attention over to Tenebra’s ass and thighs on full display. He bit his lip. It was right there, and all for him. Tenebra knew he couldn’t resist. The temptress dangled her voluptuous bait with a careless wiggle of her backside, and that was enough for the Cinderace.

He sighed.

“Fine. You win. Let’s do it.”

Both the Cinderace’s paws latched onto Tenebra’s plush backside as he pointed his cock straight at her. Tenebra cooed at the forceful taking of her body. She adored the changing power dynamic, getting a fresh new rush as she felt the slightest bit powerless. However, she was clear to reinforce her strength in this scenario: as the Cinderace pressed his head to her entrance, Tenebra simply pushed herself back a bit, swallowing up his cock in one swift movement.

The Cinderace gasped, his paws holding onto Tenebra even tighter as he tried to contain himself. “Mmph, jeez, you could have warned me…”

“Hehe, where’s the fun in that? Now, why don’t you be a good bunny and get to work? I’m waiting,” she said, giving her body another enticing shake.

The Cinderace grit his teeth into a smirk of his own. Eager to impress and silence the Salazzle, the Cinderace slammed his hips into her and got to work. Already lubed up, Tenebra made for easy access and speed. The Cinderace took full advantage of that, thrusting himself into the Salazzle with only primal needs in his mind. Tenebra already took over the suit anyway, so why not enjoy it for a bit until it needed to be sorted out? The Cinderace didn’t spend too much time justifying himself, but focusing on anything beside how good Tenebra’s pussy felt sliding along his cock soon became impossible. Her tail wrapped itself around the Cinderace’s thighs and backside as well, the thick tendril of desire giving the shopkeeper’s body a few loving squeezes to let him know how close she was.

Tenebra gasped for air, losing her voice as the Cinderace brought them both to the edge. He tucked his chin into his furry chest and scrunched up his nose as he gave his hips a final few extended bucks into the Salazzle. He held himself deep in her and squeezed at her plush backside. Steam trailed off the rabbit’s breath as he basked in the glow of a long day’s release. He wiped his mouth of any excess drool as he slowly pulled himself out of Tenebra. He put a paw on her back as he came around to face her.

The sex goddess finally seemed to show signs of exhaustion. She slumped her head in her arms, moaning and breathing as she pressed her legs together. 

“Well, I certainly enjoyed that,” Tenebra said to him. “In fact, I think I may need to rest for a bit.”

The Cinderace took a bit longer to respond as he struggled to catch his breath. “I don’t know what all you’ve been up to, but while you have a body, you have to give it rest. You’ll just have to stay here tonight. Not like I could let you loose on the city, anyway.”

“Afraid I’ll get into more trouble?“ Tenebra chuckled, her tits bouncing with the laugh.

“Something like that,” the Cinderace sighed, but then a small smile came to his lips. “Besides, I’m still missing the payment on the Salazzle costume.”

Tenebra paused, checking the Cinderace for any hint of him joking, but no such luck. 

“Where do you think I’m keeping a wallet, huh? Maybe it’s hidden in a different part of my pussy. You’re welcome to go take another look.”

The Cinderace rolled his eyes. “Don’t tempt me. And if you want to be in control of that body, then you’re gonna have to pay for the suit. But don’t worry,” the Cinderace said, placing a loving paw on Tenebra’s thigh, “I know exactly how you can pay off your debt, and I have a feeling you’ll really like the idea.”

Tenebra crossed her arms as she stared down the Cinderace. “I’m listening.”

***

“Need a change in life? Looking to experience something new? Stop by today and get yourself a suit of your own!”

Even at the back of the line that wrapped around the next three street corners, all patrons could hear the tantalizing announcements coming from the shop’s newest employee. Many heads poked out from the line just to catch a glimpse of that Salazzle in her employee issued g-string and bikini waving her shop sign, crossing their fingers that the fabric would succumb to the laws of nature and snap. Her breasts threatened to break out of the bikini with every moment, and much to the relief of the Cinderace watching her from inside the crowded shop, no wardrobe malfunctions occurred…yet.

If it wasn’t questions about her name or what time she got off work, the question Tenebra answered most from customers was this: “Can I get a suit like yours?”

And to every person that asked, Tenebra would smirk and point them inside, telling them to ask for the Salazzle suit and request it as a special order.