# The Mage’s Servant
Lyn scratched her pen across the unrolled parchment in front of her, propping her head up with her other arm. The Braixen was struggling not to fall asleep as she tried to force herself to keep writing. She’d never much cared for History at the best of times, and writing a report about the Great Wizard War of 1107 was proving to be much more boring than she’d hoped. She sighed loudly. A small black fox-like creature with four glowing white eyes stared down at her from the shelf above her desk.
“There’s no use complaining, you know. The sooner you finish your schoolwork, the sooner you can begin making important preparations.”
Lyn frowned. She knew he was right, but she didn’t have to be happy about it. She longed to just abandon the whole thing, but she had to keep up appearances. She couldn’t have anyone discovering her…experiments.
The creature, whom Lyn referred to as Lumi, stretched himself out and curled up like a cat. Technically he was her familiar, but Lyn didn’t think she could actually control him even if she bent all her talent toward it. He was much more powerful than he seemed, a void creature from who-knows-where beyond the skin of the world or something like that. One that she’d accidentally contacted nearly six months previous during an illicit summoning attempt. She was lucky to be alive, and even luckier to find that Lumi had been willing to teach her. For a price, though not the kind she’d been expecting. All she had to do was…follow her instincts.
What that entailed had been her first lesson.
His motives were as inscrutable as his origin, but for the time being he seemed satisfied with “corrupting” her. Lyn had certainly learned a lot, not all of it about magic. She’d learned things about herself, too.
Since that fateful night half a year ago, there had been a rash of mysterious and unexplained disappearances among the student body. Disappearances weren’t entirely unheard of–magic, after all, could be dangerous and unpredictable, especially in the hands of novices–but this many in such a short time had been cause for alarm. Security was higher than ever, and it was getting more and more difficult to find secluded spaces in the dead of night. As far as she knew, nobody suspected her of anything, but she needed to take extra care. Who knew what would happen to her if it got out that she’d been snatching up students to sate her “appetites?” Often literally. She’d had to resort to magic to shed the excess body weight to avoid suspicion, though she had kept a little. Just enough to keep her breasts plump and her hips soft. No point in getting rid of her new looks, right?
After all, it made it easier to seduce her prey.
She finally put down her pen and leaned back in her chair. It wasn’t her best work by a long shot, but it would have to do. She couldn’t take another paragraph.
Lumi eyed her slyly.
“If you’re finished, then gather your supplies and meet me in the unused storeroom. The 12th hour has already come and gone.”
He vanished into the shadows and was gone in a moment. Lyn wished he’d teach her how to get around that easily. She had to risk the corridors like a regular person.
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Risky though it was, Lyn made it to the unused storeroom without incident. Lumi was already waiting for her, and looked like he had been for some time.
“You weren’t followed?” he asked.
“Of course not, I wouldn’t even be here if I had been. I’m not–”
“Good. Then we shall begin. Draw the circle. You already know the design. When you are finished, I will examine your work. We wouldn’t want any…mistakes.”
Lyn felt her cheeks flush, but she ignored the taunt, pulling a piece of summoner’s chalk from her bag. She kneeled down and the sound of scraping filled the room as she began to draw on the large stone tiles, offsetting her circle to avoid one that was split down the middle. Her motions were deliberate, tracing out the large circle, placing the warding sigils, marking the lines of power… Lumi watched it all, his face expressionless and unreadable as always.
Just as she was standing back to admire her handiwork, and to allow Lumi to criticize her for some detail or other, she heard a thump from the adjoining room. Her ears shot up, and Lumi’s did the same. Lyn creeped quietly over to the door, pulling it open ever so gently to take a peek. This was an unused part of the building at a time when most students and faculty would be asleep. She didn’t know of any patrols on this floor of the east wing. Had someone somehow found her and gotten curious?
It was a Poochyena. Lyn’s eyes narrowed as she thought she recognized him from one of her classes. Gabriel Something-or-other. She’d never bothered to learn his name. His seat was a few rows behind hers, and she’d caught him staring at her more than once. At least he seemed to be alone.
He was doing a terrible job at being stealthy, clumsily pushing past old desks and chairs that had sat long unused, disturbing piles of dust, and generally making quite a bit of noise. Lyn scowled. At this rate, someone else would show up next.
As the Poochyena stumbled past the door, Lyn flung it open and dragged him into the storeroom with her, locking him inside with her before he realized what had just happened. He lay on the floor where he’d fallen and stared at her, open-mouthed.
“Lyn?? It is you! What are you–”
“I’ll be the one asking questions here.”
She glared at him coldly before she continued.
“What are you doing here? And did you come out here all by yourself?”
“I…um…”
He hesitated.
“I happened to catch your scent,” he explained sheepishly. “I dunno, I guess I just got curious, and–”
“So you decided to follow me, in the middle of the night, to some empty classroom, all by yourself, despite everyone who vanished under those exact same circumstances?”
“W-well…I mean I guess when you put it that way it sounds really dumb, but I just–”
She smirked. He hadn’t denied it, and that was all the confirmation she needed. No one knew he was here, and she couldn’t have anyone finding out what she was up to. Unsupervised summonings were strictly against the rules, and there were serious punishments for anyone attempting one. Lyn certainly knew why. Even if they didn’t connect the dots between her and the other students, she’d probably be suspended. And the attention would end her midnight snacking, too, and she couldn’t have that.
Lyn made a gesture and clapped her paws together. The Poochyena blinked at her in confusion, until ropes slithered from her bag and began to wrap themselves tightly around him. He yelped and tried to struggle but it was already too late. He was completely unable to move his limbs, forced to sit there helplessly while the fox reached down and planted a kiss to his muzzle. Gabe was too surprised to be embarrassed, but when he opened his mouth to try to speak, he was even more surprised. No matter what words he tried to get out, they wouldn’t come.
She had stolen his voice.
“Now what do I do with you?” she asked herself, pacing around him. Gabe couldn’t have answered even if he’d wanted to. Lumi was already gone, disappeared off into the shadows somewhere. He’d be back after the spy had been dealt with. Lyn grinned to herself as she seemed to make up her mind.
She knew exactly what she wanted.
Lyn turned, leaning over and lifting her tail, giving the Poochyena a magnificent view of her ass. He felt his face flush despite himself, and he gasped silently. Her cheeks seemed so soft, and they wobbled slightly with added fat. Extra padded. Despite the weight she’d put on over the past few months, the Braixen was very attractive. Maybe even more so because of it. Gabe had certainly found himself staring at her more often recently. It was better than paying attention to History lectures anyway.
Lyn sat back, bringing her heavy backside down onto the Poochyena’s face, pressing his nose right up against her tight pucker. He tried to squirm away but his bindings were very secure, and soon he was pinned in place by the fox’s weight. He scrunched up his face, but there was nothing he could do to escape her pillowy backside.
Lyn toyed with her prey, swaying her hips back and forth, tilting the pooch’s muzzle side to side along with her, first one way and then the other. When she was satisfied with her teasing she prepared to sit back hard, but then gasped. She hadn’t expected to feel the dog’s tongue playing over her tailhole. Lyn suddenly felt flustered, and squirmed a little atop her “seat.” Surely the Poochyena wasn’t enjoying himself? But she glanced down to see that his little canine member stood at full attention, throbbing in the air. She wasn’t sure how to feel. Her other prey had all struggled and begged for mercy, and of course she’d given none. Lumi would have mocked her if she had, and in any case, she enjoyed devouring them too much to let any of them escape. Soon, however, she found herself grinning.
Maybe she’d have some fun with this one, then.
Gabe didn’t know what had come over him. His tongue lapped over that tight ring again and again, and he was acutely aware of his own arousal. Fear still tickled the back of his neck, but the fox was just so hot, he couldn’t help himself. The ass he’d snuck so many glimpses of was right here on top of him, right now. If this was it for him, he might as well enjoy it while he could, right? He tried to let out a yelp as the Braixen sat down hard, his muzzle pushing up into the fox’s pucker and stretching it as it started to slowly engulf him. It was warm, which made him shiver, but he played his tongue over the walls inside even as his face was slowly devoured.
Lyn, for her part, was panting hard. The Poochyena was proving to be very good at his job, making an excellent toy of himself, and Lyn felt fluids dripping down between her legs. She slowly reached one paw down and began to stroke herself, running her digits along her own wet slit, biting her lip to stifle a moan. She pushed herself down hard onto the dog, her tailhole sliding down over his muzzle. It continued to stretch wider and wider, her body tensing up more and more, until with a wet squelch it swallowed his head all at once. Lyn wasn’t able to silence herself this time, letting out a load moan. He felt so big. Unsteadily, she pulled herself up onto her knees, dragging the hapless pooch by the neck along with her, forcing him to scramble into a sitting position. Lyn took a deep breath and gritted her teeth as she sat. The Poochyena’s entire upper half squeezed deep into her all at once, and the Braixen let out a needy whine. It felt incredible.
Gabe whimpered as his torso vanished into the fox’s tight rear, her body somehow continuing to stretch to keep taking him in. Her intestines were narrow and they pulsed all around him, rippling over his upper body. He could feel them tugging at him. They wanted to take him in deeper, all the way to her stomach, where he knew she’d melt him down into more of those glorious hips.
Part of him wanted that.
His needy shaft twitched as he squirmed inside the Braixen’s ass, each movement pressing on places inside of her. His body jerked as he felt a touch back, the Braixen’s paw brushing against his throbbing rod.
Lyn giggled to herself at what she was about to do. She grasped the canine’s needy length firmly and pulled it back, rubbing the tip against her own dripping sex. Then she sat herself down hard again, forcing the Poochyena several more inches inside, but also burying his length into her hot, wet folds. She could feel the dog huffing somewhere deep inside of her, and she rubbed her paws over her distended abdomen. He was proving to be a very good toy indeed. She was gasping as she began to bounce herself up and down on the pooch’s lap, drawing out even more huffy squirms. His shaft plunged into her again and again, sending electric tingles all through her body. It wasn’t an entire person, but the dog’s thick length worked well enough for her needs.
Gabe made muffled squeaky sounds inside the fox, very un-dog-like, and he didn’t even realize his voice had returned. His mind was on other things. He couldn’t believe what was happening right now. She was riding him, even while her ass was busy devouring him. Each downward thrust of her hips sank him inside just a tiny bit further, but also took that length up into herself, and he felt himself leaking precum freely, oozing it everywhere, though it was impossible to distinguish where his fluids ended and hers began. Never in a million years would he have imagined this would happen to him. Not even in his wildest fantasies–and he’d had a few.
Gabe whimpered as he felt a familiar pressure building up inside his body. It flowed through him and slowly gathered in his loins, but he gritted his teeth and held on for as long as he could. Before long, however, he was shooting ropes of thick Poochy seed, pumping most of it up into the Braixen, and getting the rest all over the both of them, making a sticky mess.
Shhhhlllllrrrk.
Lyn clenched hard as she hit her climax at nearly the same time. Her ass almost swallowed the cute dog, pulling his hips up deep into her slimy depths, popping that length free and letting a string of cum streak across the floor. She rolled forward onto her knees, holding herself up with her arms, her body still warm and tingly all over. She could feel the pooch’s hind legs still hanging from her tailhole, and she squeezed around him to try to pull him in the rest of the way. Bit by bit he vanished from view, until with a last little shhlllk, his hindpaws disappeared, tail slurped up with them, and then he was gone. He certainly wasn’t forgotten, though, as the huge squirming bulge in her lower belly told her exactly where he was right now.
Lyn tried to catch her breath, rubbing slowly over her belly as bulges moved around on its surface. Her intestines were working hard to squeeze the pup deeper, slowly pulling him in towards her stomach from the bottom, where he’d be melted down into a fattening slurry to feed her. She slid her paw back to her hip, feeling the padding already there. She had no doubt there would be a lot more by morning. Boys always seemed to go straight to her ass.
UUUuuuuoorrrph.
Lyn let out a huge belch and covered her mouth with a paw. The pup inside her was putting a lot of pressure on her stomach as he worked his way up into it. She giggled to herself. She hadn’t expected to find a toy tonight. Maybe padding her body was where he wanted to end up. He’d certainly been eager enough. And he’d felt great, too…better than the others had. It was almost a shame about what her body would do to him next. Almost.
Maybe she would finally use that reformation spell she’d learned. Lumi would certainly never let her hear the end of it, but…well he wasn’t pleasuring her himself, was he? She’d keep a toy for herself if she wanted to. Besides, she could use a servant. And she’d have plenty of time to whip up some magical bindings, just to be sure he couldn’t share her secrets. And if he proved uncooperative, she already knew how to deal with him. Her stomach let out a bubbly gurgle as it worked on converting the pooch into fox fat, and she patted it. Hopefully he would enjoy being her personal slave, losing himself deep in her body over and over again for her enjoyment. Not that it would make much difference if he didn’t.
She had a feeling she’d be getting a lot of use out of him either way.