Payback... or maybe not

Dinner went by rather normally that day. Rena noticed that Ara seemed to be worried about something, but she guessed it was about the fact that none of the tails had disappeared yet. Oberon had also gone back to reading his book, though neither of the two women seemed to pay it any attention. Ara went to sleep rather early, a sudden peak of drowsiness hitting her not long after the meal. Rena, on her part, stayed up a bit late. Once she had fallen asleep too, Oberon walked inside Ara's room. He had slipped a few sleeping pills in her food to make sure she wouldn't wake up. With confused feelings about his replacement body lying in the bed with her as some sort of pillow -some sort of tightly-held pillow- he took her in his arms and carried her out. Eve was on her way, and since the whole thing wouldn't have taken more than three or four hours, she'd have left before sunrise.

The sun rose peacefully the next day. Ara pushed what little of the sheets was left on the bed completely off it, her tails and ears standing straight up as she stretched her arms. And tails. Still half asleep, she checked if they were still all there, and as it turned out none had gone away. She then decided to sleep for a while longer and threw herself down, her tails covering her again as she held Obe close. That's when she felt something was off. No, not off. Completely wrong. She checked Obe, and... it was bigger than it was supposed to be.

"W-w-wait... you're not Oberon right? Right?!"

The excessively empty gaze she received back convinced her that the one next to her was indeed still Obe, albeith that didn't stop her heart from beating too fast for its own good due to the shock. She was confused, why did it grow that much in a single night? Actually, that body wasn't even made of flesh, it couldn't grow in the first place. Then she noticed another thing. The metal chocker which had been put on her neck felt larger. Considerably larger.

"This is a joke..."

She jumped off the bed and looked at everything in the room. Either the whole world had grown bigger, or she had shrunked during the night.

"How... what..."

She noticed that her voice, too, had a somewhat different pitch. Rather than growing smaller, it was as is she had turned back to a younger self. Her bra was hanging from her shoulder and the chastity belt had fallen off, though at the moment she had other things to think about. She managed to not scream, taking long, deep breaths instead. Obe had gotten off the bed too and had gone to stand next to her. She was a bit shorter than him now. More deep breaths. Then she decided what to do first: see if she had anything she could wear while being that small. She checked her whole wardrobe twice, then twice more, but the only thing that she could reasonably use was her coat: normal dresses or shirt either weren't large enough to accomodate for her tails or simply weren't fit for her current state. So she put that on, hid Obe under the bed because in that situation she didn't feel safe leaving him in the wardrobe then walked out, an overly generous amount of the coat sweeping the floor with her every step. Her hair had grown shorter too, but if compared to her new height they were actually just as long as before.

"Oh, good mor... ning... Ara?!" Rena said, rather shocked upon seeing her walking in the kitchen.

She stood up and hurried in front of her, kneeling down to get a better look.

"What in the world happened?"

"I have no idea"

Oberon, on his part, simply walked next to her and placed an hand above her head.

"You're short"

Her tails shook.

"I had noticed that already"

"You look cute in that overly large coat"

"Eh?"

She realized that her single piece of clothing was falling a bit off her chest and she immediatly pulled it back in place, though she wasn't sure that's where he was looking in the first place.

"I can get you some clothes of the proper size. If you came down looking like this I presume you have nothing that currently fits you"

"That... would surely be handy, but I'm more concerned with why I became like this and how. ... this is Eve's doing, isn't it?"

"I... think the same, for some reason" the elf commented.

Ignoring that, Oberon took something out of a drawer, then picked up Ara and, paying little attention to her protests, placed her on the table. Then, without any ceremony, he took off her coat, leaving her naked.

"H-hey!" she shouted, her face getting flushed as she instinctively tried to hide herself with both her arms and tails, her ears standing straight up.

He simply started taking her measures with a measuring tape.

"I need these if you want fitting clothes"

"Y-you could have... I mean, we could have had Rena take them..." she replied, her tiny arms having no strength to stop him.

The elf, on her part, was a bit confused, for... more than one reason.

"Were you this developed already at... how old do you look now?" he asked as he measured her chest, which while not really big, still was a bit generous for someone that young-looking. Something that the elf had noticed too, though she had purposefully avoided mentioned it.

"I'd really appreciate it if you never bring this subject up again..." she said back, her ears twitching a few times.

Once he was done with the measures, he put an hand on her head and messed her non-existing haristyle -she didn't bother combing that morning- a bit, though Ara told him to stop. He then took a strand of her hair between two fingers and run them from the base to the tip.

"Long hair looks good on you, but in this size they make you appear cute rather than beautiful" he said, almost casually.

"C-come on, stop that... and give me my coat back, this is really embarassing... on so many levels..." she replied as she lowered her gaze, her ears twitching. She didn't blush though. Or rather, compared to her usual reaction it was almost as if her cheeks hadn't even turned red.

Rena's mind went briefly back to what happened when the one to turn younger -so to say- had been Oberon. Especially to that scene she saw for a fraction of a moment when she opened the door to Ara's room.

"... you know what" she said as she got up "Sorry Ara, but I wanted nothing to do with it back then and I want nothing to do with it now, roles swapped or not. I'll go take a look around the town while you... deal with this"

"Shops are still closed" Oberon commented.

"I'll come up with something" she replied as she walked out.

"... did I... miss something?" Ara asked. In truth she knew what the elf was talking about -or at least her blush suggested that- but decided to pretend she didn't.

"I might have missed the same thing too" he replied.

A brief silence

"What makes you think this has something to do with the mistress?"

"Aren't all the weird things that have been happening to me recently been because of her, one way or another?"

"You're the one who picked up the wrong bag though"

"Just... don't remind me of that"

She got off the table and put the coat back on.

"... having to look this much down when talking is a bit uncomfortable"

"Having to look this much up isn't that good either. You were already taller than me before"

"True. ... breakfast is ready" he then said as he walked out.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"To get you some clothes"

"Already? Well... thanks"

Three hours or so went by. Hours which Ara had spent under the sheets, cuddling Obe -albeith her current size made that quite hard-, if only because walking around with nothing but an oversized coat on didn't feel that great. She thought for a moment about taking advantage of the lack of chastity belt, but quickly realized that she just wasn't in the mood for that. Then someone knocked at the door. She pushed her unusual body pillow under the bed, put on her coat and went to open, finding Oberon in the hallway.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"... pretty normal, actually. Almost" she replied, her tails shaking a bit.

After a brief silence, he walked in, leaving what seemed to be her change of clothes on the table.

"Wait, already? I thought shops were closed?"

"One of the machineries we use to work the products of our guests can work also as an automatic sewing machine. It took longer for me to program it than for it to actually make the clothes"

"That... makes sense"

"Now then" he said as he grabbed Ara again and placed her on the table.

"Now... what?" she asked.

"I'll get you changed"

A brief silence.

"... no. Like, no. I don't need help to wear some clothes" she replied as she held her overly large cloath tight.

"Don't be difficult"

They stared at each other's eyes for a few seconds, during which Ara's face grew progressively redder. The idea of having someone, especially a man -an... artificial human?-, dressing her up made her maybe a bit too embarassed.

"Is this... some sort of revenge for how I acted... that time?" she asked, her tails waving nervously.

"What are you talking about?"

He had his usual, uninterested -apparently at least- expression, which made Ara guess that he wasn't joking. So she did the only thing which came to mind: she sprung away and started running, slamming the door behind her, nearly tripping on her coat in the process. Oberon, on his part, simply stood there. Or rather, he stayed in the room. After closing the door, he did a quick search until he found Obe -not that he knew that name- under he bed. He pulled it out, then slid a cable out of his own head and plugged it into the one of his smaller body, made a copy of its memory then put it back in place. After that he walked out. Meanwhile, Ara had gone to a rather obvious hiding place. Which is to say, Rena's room. As it turned out, Oberon either hadn't thought about searching there or actually wasn't looking for Ara at all. Or so she thought until she saw the door knob turning. She tried to hide under the bed, but her tails -even if downsized like the rest of her body- turned out to be too cumbersome for that, so she resorted to the back of the wardrobe. She took a deep breath of relief when she saw Rena walking in, and came out of her -not so great- hiding spot.

"Ara? Do you need something?"

"Just let me stay here until lunch"

"Sure, but why?"

"Oberon wants to dress me up"

"He wants to what?"

"He got me some clothes of this size, which is nice and all, but then he said he was going to dress me up himself and I ran away"

The elf laughed. Not too loudly, but still a laugh. Then her laugh died, replaced by a troubled expression.

"I... I really can't picture such a scene"

"It wasn't fun for me!"

"I still don't understand why you get embarassed for something like this. It's Oberon we're talking about, not... I don't know, Elsword or Chung or... any normal man, I guess... ?"

"You wouldn't say that if... !" she started replying, but stopped upon realizing she was about to tell the elf about that morning.

"... if what?" Rena asked, now clearly curious.

"N-nothing. Really!"

The elf stared at her for a few moments, before coming to the conclusion that Ara was talking about that time when Oberon had to use a smaller body and she walked up on them doing... something. And decided to drop the subject.

"You know what, ok. Don't tell me"

"Well... thanks... ?" she replied, the faintest red on her cheeks as she guessed -maybe- what Rena had thought about.

The next hour or so went by slowly, with nothing happening. Eventually, Ara tried to go back to her room, and as expected Oberon wasn't there, since at that time he was most likely making lunch. She found the smaller clothes on the table and quickly put them on. As it turned out, they were -size apart- an exact copy of the ones she used before shrinking. Though maybe they seemed a bit... inappropriate now. Maybe. Though there was also a pair of panties. Apparently that machine couldn't produce a chastity belt. Much to her relief. As for lunch itself, that went by silently, maybe a bit awkwardly for Ara, at least until they had finished eating. Then Oberon spoke. Or rather, inquired Rena.

"How is your work progressing?"

"Neatly, I'd say. I'm actually almost done"

At which Ara turned to her, though she didn't say anything.

"I have a few things to take care of once I've finished here, so I will probably leave right after my job is done"

"... well, it makes sense" Ara commented then.

"Sorry to leave you here on your own. ... though I guess I haven't really been of much company in the first place"

"No no, don't worry about that"

"Since we're on the subject" Oberon interrupted them as he turned to the downsized Ara "Do you think you can work today?"

A brief silence. Which actually turned out to be not so brief.

"... with this... size?" Ara finally replied.

"There is at least one guest you can work with despite your current stature"

"I mean, that's nice and all, but..."

"... but... ?"

Rena, on her part, decided to feign deafness. For one reason or another.

"I honestly am more concerned with turning back to normal at the moment, rather than working"

"We should be able to fix that in a few days"

"How come you sound so sure?"

"I'm simply repeating what the mistress told me" he said, which was somewhere between a lie and the truth.

"Is she admitting to be behind this?" Ara asked, though the only answer she got was an head tilt and another question.

"So, do you feel like working this afternoon?"

"... can I at least see said guest before deciding?" she replied, her tails waving with a bit of nervousness behind her. Or rather at her sides due to the backrest of the chair being there.

"That's reasonable"

The next hour and a half went by somewhat slowly. Rena went to work first, and Oberon told Ara to wait for him at the elevator since he had something to take care of. And she actually walked in circle for more than she had expected, maybe fifteen minutes. Then he came back, but just as Ara was about to step into the elevator, he asked her something.

"Do you want a plug?"

She stopped dead in her tracks, then looked at her small body.

"... that might be better. ... wait, do we even have one of the right... size?" she inquired, her cheeks a bit red.

"Naturally" he replied as he handed her a butt plug.

Naturally he says...

She took it, gestured Oberon to turn the other way -which he decided to do- and slowly pushed it inside. It definitively was smaller than the others she had used, but when considering her current size, saying it was actually the biggest one might not have been wrong. Her ears twitched a couple of times as she finished putting it in place, then she fastened the straps, took a couple of quick breaths then told Oberon she was done. Finally, they walked inside the elevator, stepping down at the seventh floor. There they went to the second door. The antechamber was full of empty jars. Since she had nothing to take off for once, they moved on rather quickly, right after Oberon grabbed what seemed to be a cream tube. The dome was... nearly identical to the very first one Ara had seen, with the main difference being that there was a sort of small, stone-made tower in ruin right in the middle of the glade. Which made her think that she actually knew what was there. As for the building itself, it wasn't particularly tall, probably ten or twelve meters at most.

"... it's a slime, isn't it?"

"It is"

At that point she wasn't sure she even needed to actually see it.

"I... think I can do it" she said. The first one was really small, this one couldn't be much worse.

"Take this then" Oberon said as he handed her the tube "Spread it over your face, it should prevent it from completely covering it, otherwise you might suffocate. It needs a few minutes to take effect, but it won't wear off before midnight"

"That's reassuring... ?"

The cream had a weak, pungent smell, and it felt faintly ticklish, but nothing more. They waited a short while -during which he smeared the repellent on one of his hands too-, then Oberon started walking towards the ruined tower, Ara following right behind him. He stopped at the entrance, and she took a couple of steps in, albeith a bit hesitantly. She looked around. There were enough holes in the structure for the sun to illuminate the interior without many problems. It honestly didn't seem too safe, but had it been really dangerous they probably would have fixed it. It was a bit chilly inside there.

"Let's try going up" Oberon said after a while of nothing happening.

He led her to the first floor, the wooden stairs creaking uncomfortably under their feet, and then to the second one. The stairs to the third one, however, were collapsed. Ara started walking in circles -avoiding the places where the floor seemed likely to crack were she to step on it-, nervousness and maybe some second thoughts too getting to her while Oberon simply sat near the corner of the room. Even though there was a window, that floor was a bit darker than the ground one due to less holes in the walls. A short while later, she saw something oozing out from the ceiling, not too far from her head. She instinctively moved out of the way as the red goo kept pouring down on the floor. In less than a minute, all of it had gotten on the ground.

"This is... bigger than I had expected..." she commented as she looked at the slime. Contrary to the first one, it was red. And also bigger than an adult. Almost five times Ara's current size. Or less than that if you considered all her tails.

The gelatinous creature stretched itself horizontally, forming a semicircle around her. She stepped back, her tails waving, agitated. Maybe deciding to work while in that condition hadn't been such a good idea after all. The slime then turned into a full dome around her, and while its body didn't really block off light, it did dye everything red. Then it began to close in on her. Ara felt grateful for not being claustrophobic. Through the goo she saw Oberon walking up to her and placing an hand on the slime. The cream seemed to be very effective as the goo quickly moved away from his fingers, making a relatively large opening. He gestured her to get over there, and Ara obliged. She stuck her head through the hole as the slime kept closing in on her.

"Ehr, I can't get through this..." she commented.

"You just need to keep your head out"

"... why am I not surprised?"

Shortly after she began to feel the goo against the fur of her tails. It was a bit warm, which was nice considering that the place was, on the contrary, rather cold. But the way it stuck to each and every single hair of her fur, completely enveloping it, was... not so pleasant. On top of it the slime, while it seemed to be still from the outside, was actually constantly moving, giving Ara the impression of being in the middle of several different streams of water colliding against each other. Which actually wasn't so bad. Truth be told, it felt almost like a massage. Not a great one, but still a massage. Things changed a bit when it reached the base of her tails, where she was more sensitive, the constant friction nearly causing her to gasp. The slimy dome kept closing in on her, turning into a slimy bubble, until only her head was left exposed to the air. Shortly after she felt her feet leaving the ground, the creature lifting her up as its body twisted and twirled -sometimes not too gently- against her. She wondered if that was how bathing in jelly would feel like.

The slime then slid underneath her gloves, threatening to tear them apart for a moment. The same happened with her thigh high and her shoes, causing her to chuckle for a brief moment. She then took a deep breath and forced herself to ignore the somewhat ticklish stimulation at her soles. Things got worse as the creature began to move underneath her dress. While the stimulation wasn't completely new to her as it was very similar to how the other slime felt, this one put much more strength into it, probably due to the sheer size difference. That, and this time she was pretty much completely enveloped in it. That said, her chest felt more... sensitive than usual. She briefly looked at Oberon, who was sitting much closer than usual, before averting her gaze, her cheeks quite red already.

Then the slime began to put pressure on her nipples, which she could deal with as she had been expecting it to happen. What she hadn't seen coming was being stinged right in the middle of them, from what exactly she had no idea as she could see nothing but jelly around her. The unexpected, brief but sharp jolt of pain made her let out a small lament. The following minutes went with relative calm, but while Ara got used to the slime constantly rubbing against her in different ways, she also started to feel hot. Too hot, actually. Then, the jelly started sucking against her skin, on her back. On an apparently random spot, and aside from the surprise, Ara didn't feel much from that. Then the feeling moved to her arm, then her leg, and it kept running around her body, aimlessly. Despite being fully dressed, the fact that the slime had snuck underneath every single piece of clothing she was wearing made her feel really naked. Then it suddenly hit her between her legs, inside her panties.

The jelly had been slightly stimulating her privates the whole time, but in an inconsistent -and mostly weak- enough way that she could bear with it easily. The same didn't apply to the sudden suction, which encompassed both her entrance and her clit. She gasped at the sudden jolt of pleasure that ran through her, the jelly thoroughly pulling between her legs. She almost instinctively brought her hands there, but the slime stopped her arms halfway. Not that she could do much about it anyway. She started sweating, and at the same time the slime began to slide uniformly against her skin, drinking every single drop the very moment they emerged from her body. When it started sucking more intensely against her entrance she got the confirmation that she was getting wet, especially as the slime seemed to notice that playing with her clit made her drip even more juices. Ara's voice began to escape her mouth, which rather surprised her as she thought she could deal with that level of stimulation.

Her tails slowly waving behind her, forcing their way through the jelly, she then felt the slime fiddling with her butt plug. And while it failed to remove it, it still caused it to move around inside her, as well as push and pull it several times, something she definitively felt. Her breath started to get a bit ragged as she tried to keep her voice to a minimun, since apparently she couldn't keep it inside her throat. Was it because of her smaller body? ... did that even make sense?

Her mind got abruptly brought to other matters as the slime penetrated her, a protuberance thinner than a finger but long enough to reach her cervix suddenly entered her. Her fur -that on her ears at least- pricked up as she let out a moan. She really wanted something to hold on to, but there was nothing within her reach. Then the gelatinous thread inside her started enflating, but only the part which was inside her, without actually spreading her entrance open, quickly filling her insides, completely covering her inner walls and sticking to her cervix. Feeling herself so full with nearly no penetration -in a certain way- was something new to Ara, and thus something she didn't know how to deal with. And when the jelly started spinning inside her, the only response she could come up with was biting her lips to at least keep herself from moaning. Too loudly at least.

Her ears standing straight up -just like her fur-, Ara clenched her fists as she tried to withstand the pleasure which was assaulting her. Then, however, the slime slid inside her cervix, a mixture of pain and pleasure jolting though her as she reflexively dug her fingernails into her own flesh, her mouth failing to hold in what sounded like both a moan and a scream. The slime then moved into her uterus and began to envelope it from the inside. Normally, that wouldn't have been possible without gravely hurting Ara -and it also would have been only painful, not pleasurable in the slightest- but just like that time with the fox, her body wasn't that of a normal human at the moment, and that allowed for more... peculiar intercourse.

As she felt the pleasure build up more and more, she realized that the incoming one was her first orgasm. Maybe it was because of her younger body, but normally she would have probably had two or three already by that point. Her mind was brought away from that thought as her climax shook her body -or rather, her head and ears, as everything else was held relatively still. Thankfully, between her nails in her own flesh and the slime being more than a bit too deep within her, that orgams felt rather satisfying. For one reason or another, her partner nearly stopped moving, which gave her some room for catching her breath.

She nearly shrieked when something grabbed her ankles, only to realize that it was Oberon, who had pushed his arm inside the red jelly. He pulled her down along the edge of the goo, enough for them to stand face to face without actually taking her outside the slime.

"Are you thirsty?" he asked as he showed her a bottle of water.

"Ah, ehr... actually, yes" she replied, her ears twitching a few times.

He wiped some sweat off her forehead before helping her drink -her arms were still stuck inside the slime- and she quickly gulped down around two liters. Then something happened.

"... is it normal for it to stop moving? I mean, completely?"

"It already did?"

Oberon rested his hand -the one covered in cream- on the goo, then closed his fingers before it could move away. And then he... ate it. Or not, as he didn't actually swallow it.

"Judging by the taste" he said as he let the slime drop from his mouth to the floor, from where it went to join back with the main body "It does seem to be satiated. Rather odd"

I... I'll just not ask how you could tell that from the... taste...

Then he grabbed Ara by a shoulder and started pulling her out, rather slowly. Rather than sticking to her body, the slime stuck to itself, trying to maintain an overall spherical shape. Chills ran down her spine as air, which felt almost freezing compared to the inside of that goo, came into contact with her skin.

"W-wait a moment" she said once her belly -and part of her tails- were brought out.

And he did stop. The next twenty or so seconds of silence and stillness, however, felt rather awkward.

"... what's the matter?" he eventually asked.

"It's just that... it's in m... in my..." she started saying, what little redness had left her face now returning to her cheeks "It's in... inside m-my... my u..."

"Uterus?"

Her ears stood straight up, as if in alert, her fur pricked up as she looked down to hide her face. Not that Oberon could see it anyway, considering that he was holding her in a way that left the back of her head facing towards him. Truth be told, he was surprised. Human anatomy wasn't something he knew much of, but as far as his knowledge went the cervix was supposed to be basically closed except when giving birth. And that slime wasn't aggressive, which meant it should have stopped upon reaching the cervix. The fact that it moved past it could only mean that, for one reason of another, it was either open or not stiff enough to make it stop there. Though it was probably better to think about that later. So, how to deal with that? After a couple of minutes of nothing happening, Ara grew worried. Well, more than she already was. Then Oberon rested an hand over her belly.

"... ehr...?" she commented, without forming any real question.

He estimated how much of the slime was inside her.

"I hadn't considered this possibility, I'm sorry"

"I-is it that bad?" she asked as her ears began to twitch.

"No"

She took a deep, deep breath of relief, though saying she was relaxed when Oberon started pulling her out again would have been false. And while a part of her calmed down when her legs started to leave the slime too, another part remained nervous. Probably because she could still feel the hot goo inside her. Once free, her tails instinctively waved around, as if to shake off the jelly, though there wasn't any on her fur. When her feet finally touched the ground, the first thing she did was stretch her limbs. She didn't feel particularly tired, which was rather refreshing. She also didn't feel particularly satisfied, but she kicked that thought away. Not as quickly as usual, however. Then she rested her hands over her belly.

"So... how do we get it... out?" she asked. On the bright side, being that short meant that all she had to do to avoid meeting Oberon's eyes was not look up.

"We just need to split it into smaller pieces, once they get tiny enough they will spontaneously go back to the main body"

"Oh, that's... easier than I had thought. ... wait" she then added as her tails stopped waving "... how exactly would we do that?"

Oberon looked down. Actually, he had been doing that since quite a while, but Ara was sternly keeping her face down.

"It has already eaten enough, so luring it out with food is not an option. Unless you're willing to let it there for five to ten days"

"Absolutely not!" she replied. Then she realized she had raised her face and looked him in the eyes, which, given what they were talking about, made her blush even more.

"Normally I would propose to go inside and take it out piece by piece..."

"Absolutely! Not!" she screamed, her face possibly even redder than it was when she was engulfed in the slime.

"... but given your current size, that doesn't seem like a good option either"

"S-so... any alternative... ?"

"Vacuum it out"

Silence. Then silence. Then some more silence.

"... come again?" she eventually said.

"I don't know if its presence inside your uterus is dangerous or not, so I think it would be for the better if we don't wait much longer"

"No no no, wait a moment, how would we do that in the first p... " she started asking, then she catched up to the "dangerous" part. Truth be told, wether that was actually dangerous or not was something she had no idea about, but the thought itself was rather worrying. Especially so when considering how long she'd have to keep that thing inside her were they to wait for it to get hungry.

Her mind turned into a storm for the next minute, but she eventually decided.

"A-alright then..."

Oberon then looked around. The furniture -what little there was- was mostly broken beyond usability, but there was a table, or rather a third of a table, which seemed to be relatively stable.

"There" he said as he headed there, Ara hesitantly following him.

He briefly wiped the table, rising a cloud of dust in the process, before grabbing her and making her sit over the wooden remnant of furniture. She squirmed in protest -for one reason or another, she didn't like being lifted like that-, more with her tails than with her limbs, then he... handed her another bottle.

"Still thirsty?"

"... well, yes..." she replied, taken somewhat aback by the sudden question. Where did he keep that bottle?

Deciding not to think about that, she started drinking, her body still in the process of cooling down. The water felt pleasantly fresh in her throat. Then she realized Oberon had kneeled down right in front of her and had pulled her on the edge of the table. Having a really bad feeling about where things were going, she nearly chocked on the drink at the sight, which in turn meant she didn't manage to say anything before Oberon simply pushed her panties aside, rested his mouth over her entrance and started, well, sucking.

The feeling itself wasn't much pleasurable -if at all- as that's not what he was trying to accomplish anyway. As for the sensation of the slime being pulled away from her insides like that, well, that was a different story. Although what dominated Ara's mind at the moment was sheer embarassment. And uncomfortability too, though that was probably mainly due to her current size, which made the whole situation feel... even less right than it would normally feel. She managed to finally gulp down the water when Oberon put some distance between his mouth and her groin, although the sight of him nonchalantly letting red goo drop from his mouth to the floor briefly left her speechless.

"T-t-this was..."

"Do you feel it moving?" he interrupted her.

"That's not the point!"

"That is, indeed, the point, as that's the reason we're doing this in the first place"

"That's..." she replied as she lowered her ears.

"So?"

"N... no, it's not... moving..."

At which he simply placed his mouth back against her privates and started sucking again, with utmost calm. Or at least apparently. As for Ara, she closed her eyes and tried to think about something -anything- else, even though that ended up making her focus more on the slime detaching itself from her inner walls. As she felt herself getting less and less... full, her uterus began to throb slightly, a sensation rather hard to describe. She told him to stop and he pulled away, letting the jelly fall from his mouth.

As for Ara, her body tensed up as she felt the slime starting to crawl within her. Her voice suddenly broke when the slime forced her cervix open from the wrong side, causing an unquiet and rather long moan to escape her lips. Whether that was caused by the jelly or by the growth of her seventh tail, Oberon wasn't sure. She ran her nails against what was left of the table as the creature slowly moved towards its only way out, gently scraping her inner walls as it went by, until it reached her entrance and started pouring out. The whole process actually lasted four minutes, five at most, but for one reason or another left her more exhausted than the rest of the session had.

Oberon made sure there wasn't any left inside her then, perhaps out of habit, he grabbed her and started walking to the exit. Though this time he made her sit on his arm -with her face towards his chest because her tails were too cumbersome- while holding her with the other one.

"Do you want to take a bath?"

"Only if it's by myself"

The next few minutes were filled with nothing but the sound of his footsteps. As he walked, however, he noticed something. It was just a litte, but she had grown some fur on the back of her hands. When Ara opened her eyes, she found herself in the bathroom. Did she pass out?

"I'll start making dinner" he said then.

"Sure..." she replied, and as she did so he observed that she also had... well, fangs. If he had to judge by her lack of reaction, however, she had yet to notice. He wondered if she'd turn completely into a fox when the last two tails appeared. That would be... troublesome.

"I'll leave this here" he added before walking out.

Ara took a few minutes to relax, then started filling the bathtub, got undressed and proceeded to enjoy her bath. Once she got out, however, she saw what Oberon had left there. She picked it up to get a better look. The size was definitively different -it was her current one-, but that was without a doubt a chastity belt.

"... for real... ?"

Thank you for reading.