An Unexpected Turn of Events

Oberon had finished making breakfast and was just about to go wake Ara up when she walked inside the kitchen, yawning.

"Good morning"

She said something, probably greeting him back, but as she hadn't waited for her yawn to be over before speaking, Oberon couldn't quite understand what she was saying. She took a seat and started eating, the chair turned to the side to make room for her tails. She was hungry. That muffin of sort he gave her helped her, sure, but didn't quite make up for the skipped meals. Breakfast went by silently, maybe surprisingly so, and lasted quite a while.

"So" she spoke once she was done chewing her tenth or eleventh brioche "What's next?"

"... you're talking about your next session?"

"What else?" she asked back, her tails waving to her sides "I don't really feel like doing much today, so I might as well get some work done"

"You sound somewhat... eager"

"Oh, I'm sure you know very well why I sound like that" she replied, almost grinning. A faint shade of red appeared on her cheeks. She was aware of it, and the fact bothered her a bit.

She was also right. He didn't even have to guess, the collar she was wearing notified him when the belt stung her. Though it did so with an hour or so of delay as it happened while it was making a back-up of its files.

"Very well then. Let's meet at the elevator in half an hour" he said.

Then he got up and started cleaning the dishes. Ara, on her part, headed back to her room to cuddle with Obe for a bit before going back downstairs. Soon after, they were already heading to the lower levels. They reached the ninth floor and stepped out. She remembered that floor. That four-tailed fox's dome was there. She thought about paying it a visit, but as Oberon headed to a different door, she told herself she could always do that later -on another day even- and followed him. The antechamber they stepped into was full of... fridges. And in the middle of it was a round table covered in empty glass vials and other things Ara couldn't quite name. She was fairly sure she'd seen something like that in an alchemy shop once. Oberon then handed her the key and turned around.

Maybe because she was rather... focused on her job at the moment, Ara wasn't really bothered by his presence even as she removed the metallic underwear from her body, leaving nothing but a short skirt to cover her privates. Or maybe she was right and what caused her to act weird the previous day was really just exhaustion. ... then why did she blush -albeith ever so slightly- in the kitchen, not even an hour earlier?

Whatever she thought as she placed the chastity device on the table and handed the key back to Oberon.

Their eyes met for a moment, and Ara felt her heart skip a beat.

... damn it.

"You're not afraid of the dark, are you?" he asked.

"No, I'm not" she replied, and from that question she got an idea of what kind of environment they were about to enter.

Inside the dome was a cave. It wasn't the first one Ara walked into, but that one was absolutely devoid of light. If not for the one coming in through the still open door, the place would have been absolutely pitch black. Her guess wasn't exactly right on the mark, but it wasn't too far off either.

"I can light a torch if you want" he said, his voice echoing against the rocky walls "But I'd rather not bring any light inside here, if possible"

"It's fine, I can see for short distances in the dark"

Oberon turned to face him.

"You can?"

"I can" she replied, her tails fluttering around her.

Maybe it was just an impression, but he thought her eyes shone for a split second. For some reason, she looked... threatening? Unsettling maybe. Something about her was making him uncomfortable. In a different way than usual.

Without a word, he closed the door behind them and started walking, rather slowly. Ara followed his steps. In that state, her pupils much more dilated than usual, she could see up to four, maybe five meters ahead, though telling colors apart was rather hard. As for the cave, it seemed to be a single, massive open space, though she was basing that assumpion on her hearing rather than her sight. Their footsteps rumbled through the otherwise dead silent darkness. It was rather unnerving.

Or rather, it should have been rather unnerving, but Ara felt calm. No, not even that. She was curious, and even more so, eager. She hadn't asked Oberon what was inside there, but she liked to think it'd be a better partner than that feathered snake.

They both stopped walking at the same moment, Ara's ears standing up as they caught a sound a normal human most likely wouldn't have been able to perceive. An extremely sharp noise cut through the air, crushing against them, the floor and the walls, bouncing off all of them and then hitting them again, rebounding again and again, turning from a simple sound to an inaudible cacophony before dying off.

"You can stay here" Oberon said before walking away.

She heard him sit on the ground, just barely outside her sight range. On one hand she doubted he knew exactly how far she could see, on the other she felt like he had stepped exactly that far precisely because he knew. Ara turned around, instinctively on guard, when the fur on her tails caught an air current, or rather a gust of air. She turned back again upon hearing something land on the rocks, too far for her to see. Another sharp sound crashed against her, this time more intense than before. Her ears twitched, the noise being a tad too strong for her tastes. Then something walked forward, getting closer and closer to her, one step at a time. Even as it entered her vision range, all she could see was a silouhette darker than its surrounding. She focused her gaze on it, but only as the creature arrived within two meters of her she managed to make out its details.

The first thing that came to her mind upon looking at it was an humanoid bat. It was just barely over two meters tall, but considering it's hunched posture, its actual height was probably around two and a half meters. Its feet had only three fingers, each composed by a massive claw, and its leg were more similar to the hind ones of a quadrupedal than to those of a bipedal. Its arms were as long as the rest of its body, to the point she thought it was resting its weight on its hands at first sight, but then she realized that those weren't actually touching the ground. It had seven fingers on each arm, but four were extremely long, linked together and to his arms by a dark, thin layer of membrane, forming its wings. The remaining three fingers, while much shorter, were still unusually long, and one of those was an opposable thumb. Its shoulders were wide, and its body in general was really muscular. Its neck was large and short. As for its face, it had a large nose, exactly like that of an actual bat, but its eyes were extremely small. She wasn't even sure they were actually open. Its mouth was smaller than she had expected, with several thin, long teeth within it. Its ears were massive, easily twice as large as Ara's. Lastly, its waist, thighs, ankles and neck were covered in a thick fur.

She... liked it. It wasn't exactly her dream picture of a male -far from it, actually- but it was still quite the sight. Except maybe for its nose. She really wasn't a fan of that. The creature sent another ultrasound from its mouth, Ara's shape forming better and better inside its mind, then raised its arms, spreading its large wings and flapping them a couple of times as it straightened its back, as if to show off. In response, Ara spreaded her tails to her sides and above her head. After that brief... confrontation? The bat pulled its limbs back and took a step forward. She lowered her tails as well, and the creature took another step, and another, and then another, until its face loomed over hers. She looked it in the eyes -closed as they were- and, when the bat started to smell her, she did the same. Quite to her surprise, that thing had a very faint smell, which reminded her of iron. Not the most pleasant aroma she could think of, but at least it didn't really stink. The creature, on the other hand, seemed to find her scent pleasant as it pushed its nose closer to her, crunching down as it ran its face from her forehead to her shoulder, then along her arms, to her hands, and then over her tails, carefully touching her fur with its fingers. She pushed her tails against his body, and after a brief moment of confusion the bat understood what had happened, and closed an arm around her fluffy tails while following them to their base with its free hand.

Ara turned around just a bit and placed her hands over its chest. Its skin was a bit too rough to the touch for her tastes. She moved them down along its sides, placing them over its fur. It was quite warm, but she was absolutely sure hers felt incomparably better than that. Well, she'd get a bit depressed if that weren't the case. Then she got down on her knees, making sure not to move her tails away from the bat as she lowered herself. She was already in the mood, but guessed she had to get her partner into it too. She pushed her hands into its fur and reached its member, pulling it up. She closed an hand around it and began rubbing it up and down, gently but not too slowly, as the organ quickly grew harder between her fingers.

She rubbed it a bit again as she pulled her shirt down. Then the bat grabbed her. They both remained still for a moment, then the creature started pulling her. After seeing that she wasn't resisting, he raised her above the ground and turned her upside down. She ended up with its erect member right against her face, while feeling its breath on her exposed privates which were, in turn, right on front of its face, her skirt having fallen down over her belly. Then she felt something running over the skin around her entrance, which had been rather wet since... quite a while. Thinking that she might as well repay the favor -especially given her current position- she rested her lips against the tip of its member, though she didn't really have much experience with that. The idea itself didn't thrill her either, but she was open to new experiences. At the moment, at least.

She began to lick the creature's member, slowly as she needed to get used to the taste, which was... it sort of made her miss her breakfast. Though it wasn't that awful either. At the same time, its partner began running its own tongue over her entrance before sliding it in, helping her focusing on something better than what she was tasting. Its tongue was surprisingly long, running within her with a spiral motion, and was covered by several large bumps which sents jolts up -down?- her spine, her fur wavering a bit. She remained almost still for a short while, savoring the feeling, small waves of pleasure running through her body in quick succession, before resting her mouth over the creature's shaft. Considering how she complained about her previous partner not caring about her, she couldn't really not reciprocate now. Or at least that's how she felt.

Helping herself with her hands, she slowly pushed the member inside her mouth, with quite some trouble considering both her position and the constant jolts coming from her own private areas. It was rather large, but definitively not one of the biggest she had to deal with at the menagerie. That said, its skin was rough and covered in bumps. Careful not to accidentally wound it with her fangs, she closed her lips and began moving her head back and forth, gently. Or rather, just slowly. She wasn't really sure how to do that. She guessed she had to use her tongue? Neither the taste nor the smell really encouraged her to do that.

Then the bat's own tongue hit an especially sensitive spot within her, making her muscles contract briefly, the sudden surge of warmth spreading from between her legs shaking her body. That ended up also making her push her head further down, her tongue ending up hitting the head of its member.

Well, whatever she thought as she started licking it while moving back and forth a bit.

It wasn't so bad, in all honesty. Or at least, she had expected it to be worse. They kept pleasuring each other like that for a while, the bat's tongue sliding deeper and deeper within her, its bumps rubbing against her insides as fluid began to pour from its lower half inside Ara's mouth. It tasted bitter, but she was enjoying the... mutuality of the situation. Her jaw was getting quite tired when the shaft began pulsating against her lips, more liquid coming out of it, slowly dripping out of her mouth and falling on the rocks beneath.

She brought her focus away from its tongue and shifted it to hers, moving it up and down against the creature's member, until it tensed up all of a sudden, releasing its seed within her mouth, the warm, sticky fluid filling her cheeks, causing her ears to twitch several times. She reflexively pulled her head back, coughing a little. It tasted sour and bitter, and its smell was stronger than she had expected, enough to make her feel dizzy for a moment. Some of it stuck to her throat, and she nearly spit it all out, but that felt like it'd have been rather rude of her so she simply let it fall off her open mouth instead. She really didn't feel like swallowing that, it'd have surely stuck to her throat. She was also somewhat disappointed that her partner came first. The bat emitted a sharp, barely audible screech and stopped for a moment as some more of its seed escaped its member, ending up on Ara's face this time. Her head was starting to spin a little.

Then, to her surprise and -primarily- delight, the bat pushed its own tongue deeper inside of her, the bumps on it now scraping against the entrance to her cervix. She focused her attention on that, the twisting motion sending more and more jolts along her limbs, her tails fluttering around them both. She moaned, albeith with a somewhat low tone, the pleasure reverberating through her system without overbearing her, until her muscles stiffed up, her insides pushing down against the creature's tongue. She felt like she could make out the shape of most of the bumps rubbing against her as her fingernails ran violently along her arms, leaving marks on her skin, the pain sending her over the edge, her orgasm causing her fur to stand right up as she let out a low but constant, pleased moan.

The warm feeling slowly faded, together with her voice, which still echoed around them for a brief second. The bat then pulled its tongue out and turned her back around, gently resting her on the ground.

"How considerate" she commented as she ran her hand along its face, her tails hovering right above the rocks.

She looked around, but could see nothing to sit on or lean against. Not that she could see that far in the first place, since the place was still just as dark as it was when they walked in. She thought about how to get around the height difference for a minute or so. Then the bat screeched lowly and lowered its legs, its hocks almost touching the ground, and held its hands in front of its body, at just the right height for her to use them as steps. Ara smiled, her tails waving cheerfully behind her as she walked forward. She placed her feet on its... fingers, rather than hands, and held on to his shoulders as well to better lift herself, then adjusted her position and began lowering her body, using one hand to make sure its member would enter her.

Their juices together made the quick penetration extremely smooth, the shaft sliding in for its whole length within her, pushing some air out of her lungs. The creature placed one hand over her rear and another behind her back to make her more comfortable, it's long fingers open wide to stretch the membrane of its wing open as if to shelter her, before properly getting back on its legs, the simple motion pushing its organ around a bit inside her, sending weak but enjoyable jolts through her. With Ara leaning back against its arm, the creature pulled its hips back, her body resting on its other hand to not move down together with its waist. Then it pushed itself back in, almost gently. In comparison, its tongue was definitively longer, but the difference in thickness and the irregularity of the bumps made up for it.

Slowly but steadily, the creature picked up the pace, the sound of their flesh hitting against each other echoing more and more against the dark, albeith its fur acted as a bit of a cushion. Ara closed her eyes as she brought her hands to her chest, playing with her nipples through the sheer top, savoring every wave of pleasure she felt surging within her, some of her tails wrapped around her partner while others waved around, her ragged breath alternating with her low moans.

Her back began to arc, pushing against the creature's arm, as the pleasure built up, her fur standing more and more on edge, the jolts running up her spine growing stronger and more frequent, until they turned into a single, continous current, her breath stopping as her fangs digged into her lips just enough to bring her to her climax. Her tails all wrapped around her partner as her insides clamped down against its member harder, enhancing the feeling, making it last just a bit more. Her lungs filled with air again as she took a deep breath, her chest moving up and down rhythmically. The bat, on its side, had stopped moving, but once her orgasm faded it started pushing itself back and forth again inside of her.

Still sensitive, Ara decided to let her voice run a bit wilder than before. She slid an hand under her skirt, placed a finger over her clit and began gently rubbing it, matching her strokes with her partner's motions, relishing the pleasure. Not too long after, a familiar pulsation warned her of her partner's incoming ejaculation. She held on to him as best as she could and started moving her hips up and down as well, waves after waves of pleasure crashing against her. Her ears twitched as the bat's screeches slowly changed pitch, turning into a frequence she could hear. Then, at the same moment his seed began to fill her insides, its voice suddenly grew sharper, to the point it hurt Ara, a sudden pain entering her ears and stinging her brain. For the better, as that way she didn't have to bite herself, the pain being enough to send her over the edge without spoiling the warm feeling spreading within her, its seed reaching inside her womb as the muscles of both of them tensed up before relaxed. Then they both remained rather still.

That didn't last long. Ara wasn't done. She was having a really good time, and didn't want it to just end there. She held on to the bat as she got a better footing then pushed it down on the ground. The creature fell on its back and stared at her, flapping its wings as it tried to get up, but Ara placed an hand over its chest and held it down, her tails spreaded wide behind her as some inaudible whisper parted from her lips. Her partner seemed to calm down, so she placed herself above it and began to lower her body, quickly pushing its whole length inside herself again.

Oberon was staring. For some reason, he had a bad feeling. Like something was about to go wrong, or had already done so. He took a step closer, wondering if he should stop her. He couldn't really see anything wrong. Ara looked fine, and the bat wasn't acting aggressively. All the opposite, if anything. For the time being, he decided to wait and see.

Completely unaware of his thoughts, Ara had started moving her hips up and down as she straddled the bat, smiling. The creature, on its part, seemed a bit tired, but she either didn't notice or didn't care. She kept moving, the bumps on her partner's member rubbing her insides in a greatly pleasant way. Quite to her surprise, however, pleasure built up faster within the creature than within herself. She wasn't quite there yet when she began to feel its flesh pulsating against her inner walls. So she brought an hand over her clit and started rubbing it almost violently while her other hand pinched one of her nipples, her breath ragged, her face flushed, her tails waving wildly, but her voice surprisingly low.

The feeling of the creature's seed filling her again, forcefully pushing the previous load outside, the warm fluid overflowing from between her legs, brought her over the edge as well, her fangs biting into her hand, blood dripping from where her teeth met her flesh as her muscles vibrated, the pleasure echoing through her nerves as she let out a soft, long moan which mixed with the bat's screech, echoing together with it within the cave.

The pleasure slowly subsided, and Ara got back on her feet, even helping the bat up. The creature, its back hunched, slowly took a step back. Then, seeing that she wasn't moving, it spreaded its wing and, after what could be seen as a bow, flew away. She stretched her arms and legs before fixing up her clothes, then turned around as she heard Oberon's footsteps.

"... how do you feel?" he asked

"Great. Why do you ask?" she replied. Her face was red, her breath ragged. Not really surprising considering what she'd been doing up until a few moments ago, but rathen than aroused or flustered, she looked... kind of feverish.

"Haven't you noticed?"

"What?"

In response, Oberon merely pointed to... well, her. She looked at her own body. The claws on her fingers looked normal. The white, almost silvery fur completely covering her hands didn't seem to have any problem either, and the same went for the one covering her feet. She checked her whiskers, gently touching them, and they were just the length they were supposed to be. So she looked at her legs. As usual, she was standing on her phalanges. It felt a bit uncomfortable, for some reason, but how else was she supposed to stand? Then she counted her tails. They were eight.

"... what are you going on about?" she asked, since she couldn't find anything wrong with herself.

"Is that normal?"

"What?" she asked again, this time rather annoyed.

"Your appearance" he said. He could tell by looking that the bones in her feet had been rearranged a bit, their shape changed.

"I've always looked like this" she replied "Are you ok?"

"... maybe not"

It was hard to tell which one of them was more confused as they walked back to the antechamber. He couldn't help but notice that the sound of her footsteps had changed. As they left the completely dark cave behind them, Oberon handed her a towel, which she used to wipe her face, and the chastity belt.

"... right" she said after staring at it for a while, as if she had forgotten what that was, or why he was giving it to her.

She put it back on, clearly bothered by it, and then they headed to the elevator. It was still somewhat early for lunch, but Oberon decided to start cooking anyway, while Ara went to take a bath. Probably because of that, he ended up cooking too much food. Ara would probably need at least three meals to finish all of that. He walked upstairs and knocked at the bathroom's door.

"It's ready" he said.

"I'll be there in a minute" she replied from the other side.

The rest of the day went by... normally. Truth be told, Oberon wasn't sure where Ara had spent the afternoon -she wasn't in her room when he went there- but she did show up for dinner, and he decided not to ask what she had spent the rest of the day doing or where. That said, as she was eating he couldn't help but notice that her breath was still ever so faintly ragged. ... did she have a bit more fur than before? He wasn't sure.

"Are you feeling well?" he asked as he brought his gaze back to his book.

"Again with that? Yes, I'm perfectly fine"

He didn't quite believe that, but he didn't really know what to do about her condition either. For the time being, he decided to suspend her work and see if she'd turn back to normal at least a bit.

With no further words between them, quick glances being the only thing they exchanged, the day ended.

Ara hadn't spend the night in her room. Or at least that seemed to be the case, since when he went to call her for breakfast not only she wasn't there, the bed hadn't even been used. When he walked back downstairs, however, the food he had prepared -or rather, heated up from yesterday- was gone. All of it, and that was a lot of food. He searched around a bit, but couldn't find her. Truth be told, he didn't look that hard for her. A part of him didn't really want to meet her at the moment, for one reason or another. So he headed to the lower levels to work. When, a few hours later, he came back to the ground floor, he found that the elevator had been used. Rather mechanically, he went to the kitchen and made lunch. The sky was hidden behind the clouds. It was starting to rain. Then he walked upstairs.

There, in the hallway, he found a rather large trail of water connecting the bathroom to Ara's room. He went to the latter and knocked at the door. No reply. He knocked again. Silence. So he opened the door and walked in. The room was empty, though there were little pools of water here and there. He walked back to the hallway and headed to the bathroom. He knocked, and this time he got a reply.

"Come in" she said.

He did so.

"You don't have to knock" she commented "The door isn't locked anyway"

The sight in front of him left Oberon rather... puzzled. Ara was sitting on a stool, completely naked except for the belt, the collar and a towel rested on her nape and falling over her chest, doing a very poor job at covering her breasts. She didn't seem to care though. Water was dripping from her hair and fomr her fur -which covered her arms all the way up to her elbows and her legs up to her knees-, her skin still wet, while Obe was drying her tails with a towel. All nine of them. And with several towels actually, one wouldn't have been enough.

"... that's my shirt" he eventually spoke. Obe was, indeed, still wearing his shirt.

"It's not the only one you have"

"That's true, but I'd like to have it back"

"It has your scent on though"

"I don't have a scent" he replied.

"... weird" Ara replied after sniffing the air "... there's a faint smell coming from you. ... no, wait... from your pocket. It's too weak, I can't quite tell what it is... what do you have there?"

She was smiling. Had her mouth always been that large? It seemed to be almost twice as wide as it was supposed to be, reaching where her human ears once were.

"Your work is suspended until you get back to normal" he informed her.

"Normal? What do you mean? I'm perfectly normal. Actually, I feel better than usual" she replied as she crossed her legs. Her feet weren't quite feet anymore, they were just like the paws of a fox. Actually, the bone structure of her whole legs had changed into that of a fox's hind legs, with just a few differences to allow her to still stand up like a normal person would.

"You've always acted a bit different from usual after growing some tails, but now it's gotten... worrying"

"Worrying? Are you worried? About what? There's nothing wrong with anything here"

"I don't remember having ever seen your body transform in such a way even when Eun still resided within you"

Ara lowered her gaze, bringing an hand to her chin, thinking.

"... are you sure you haven't burned some circuit or something like that?"

No he though.

"Yes" he said.

"... stop" Ara said after a brief moment to Obe, who stepped back.

Then, silence. An almost unnerving silence filled the room. The water dripping from Ara's body onto the floor was the only thing they could hear, and it seemed as loud as a waterfall.

"... say" she then spoke as she stood up, her tails waving to her sides and behind her "Do you remember that morning?"

"Yes" he replied.

He felt like taking a step back, but forced himself not to. Ara, on her part, took a step forward.

"I'd quite like to pick up where we left off" she said.

Oberon forgot not to take a step back.

"You're not thinking straight"

Ara took a step forward.

"That didn't quite stop you back then"

A step back. What she just said pierced his mind.

"My body doesn't feel sexual pleasure. You'd be better off with a different partner"

A step forward.

"I wonder about that..." she replied, laughing softly, "At worst, that's nothing more than the perfect excuse for me to think about nothing but my own enjoyment, isn't it?"

Back.

"You haven't finished drying up"

Forward. He was grasping at straws. He knew it. He hated himself for doing that.

"We can head to the shower. Or the bathtub, it's still full. Both are fine for me"

Back. He was grasping at straws. She knew it. She loved him for doing that.

"Your lunch is getting cold"

Forward. Ara laughed. Her mouth wasn't supposed to have that many teeth. Her teeth weren't supposed to be that sharp.

"We can always reheat it later"

Back. He was in the hallway. He had been since a few steps.

"I'm not allowed to take your chastity belt off outside of your work hours"

Forward.

"Oh, this crude accessory" she replied, laughing softly as she rested her index over the belt "That was really rude of you, not telling me that I might sting myself with it. Though..."

Her claw dug into the steel like a sharp sword through warm butter, cutting through it with concerning ease. The chastity device fell to the floor, sliced open on the side.

"It won't be a problem anymore" she said, smiling.

There weren't many thoughts in Oberon's mind at the moment.

He couldn't talk her out of it, so his only options were to either restrain her or knock her out somehow.

Doing so would have been... troublesome.

Did he really want to stop her?

Oberon pushed that last thought away with extreme violence.

"So" Ara said as she took one more step towards him, her legs bending, ready to dash forward "With your consent, or without it?"

With.

"Neither" he replied.

With. Obviously without. With. ... out... ?

Thank you for reading.