A Fine Adult

For a few moments they both remained still, only their tails moving weakly behind them, their gaze locked on each other. Then she noticed... had he gotten a bit taller?

"I think... you should... probably... leave me... alone for a while..."

Saying that turned out to be much harder than he had expected. Not because he had trouble speaking, no. Rather, he just... didn't really want to say that? Something about his voice was off too. Ara, on her part, wasn't sure what to reply. So she simply remained silent as she hesitantly took a step back. As her bare foot touched the ground, he seemed to move forward a bit, only to pull himself back right after. She took another step, then another, and another, slowly, her gaze fixed on him reacting to each one of them. He still hadn't really moved away from his position when she reached the dome's door, but -to her, at the very least- it looked like remaining where he was was difficult for him. Going to the elevator might have been a better idea, but for some reason she... didn't like that. So she simply walked back to the artificial beach, closed the door behind her and leaned against it.

That... that is definitively my fault... she thought, though she still couldn't remember just what it is that she had done to him.

She noticed then that her tails had gone from just one to three without her noticing. Though that was... not too important at the moment. Or so she guessed at least. She let herself fall down along the door, ending up sitting on the ground. She had felt a... scent, back inside there. She wasn't sure what exactly it was, mostly because the content of the bottle of perfume had covered it, but it felt... inviting. Maybe getting further away would have been a good choice, but she decided instead to turn her head around and place her nose next to the jamb of the door, to see if some of that scent could make its way through to her. She realized that her hand had moved closer to her privates and pulled it away. Eventually she heard something from the other side of the door. Footsteps? They sounded a bit... off though. She stood up as she turned around and placed her hand on the knob, but then stopped.

"Oberon? Are you... alright?" she asked.

Nobody answered.

"... Oberon? Are you still there?"

Having received no answer for the second time, she reluctantly decided to open the door and walk in. There, crouched down in a corner of the room, was... was that Oberon?

"... hey..."

There were seven long, black tails -blue near the tip- covering him so she couldn't really tell, but something seemed off. Well, aside from said tails being there in the first place. Slowly, one small step at a time, she approached him. When she had crossed half the room, however, she stopped. That scent she had smelled previously reached her again, and this time she was sure it was coming from him.

"... Oberon... ?"

Upon hearing her again he turned around, and the sight was... surprising. He had grown taller and quite bulkier too. That, combined with the fact that his body was completely covered in thick, dark fur, had thorn his clothes up here and there. His legs had changed just like hers had that time she assaulted him, ripping his shoes apart, and even his hands now had claws and pads. His face had turned into a snout, and his human ears were gone, only the fox ones remaining. Actually, pretty much all of his facial features were gone, his head pretty much being that of a fox now. It was... strange. For some reason, even with only seven tails, he had changed more than she did with nine.

Oberon stared at her for a brief second. She noticed that he was holding the shattered pieces of the bottle of perfume in his hands, though he dropped them as he moved closer to her, at first on all fours and only getting up on his feet after having gotten in front of her. His position was still rather hunched, but despite that he had to look down to stare her in the eyes.

"... Obe... ron... ?" she asked, but the scent coming from him was so strong it was stunning her.

In response, he pushed his snout against her neck and began to smell her, moving his nose up and down her face. Ara caught herself doing the same, burying her nose in the fur on his face, but even after realizing it it took her a while to manage to stop herself. When he finally pulled his head back, she placed her hands around it, without noticing that there was a bit of fur growing on her as well. Then he placed his hand over her shoulder and pushed her away, if only a bit.

"You should... probably... head upstairs" he said, her ears cathing a sort of longing in his voice.

"I... probably should, yes..."

She took a step back, but noticed that his hand wasn't just resting on her shoulder, it was actually grasping it, opposing his own words. So, for one reason or another, she pulled him in closer and hugged him over the shoulders. Despite all the fur covering him, his body was still cold. She could feel his chest moving up and down slowly with every long, deep breath.

"I should, but..."

His hand moved from her shoulder to her back, then down to her legs. He wrapped his oddly long fingers around her thighs and pulled her up, Ara ending up in a sort of sitting position. She traced her nose along his lips. Some words came to his mind, but they failed to make their way to his mouth, and he remained silent. Somewhat awkwarly, he then pushed his own nose against her. Since the bottle of perfume had broken, her scent was already filling the room, but being so close to her still managed to make her fragrance stronger. Several thoughts began to fade from his mind, fully replaced by instincts and urges he wasn't meant to have.

Ara, on her part, seemed to not be exactly in her right state of mind either. Her breathing was more ragged than it should have been, her face was flushed, and her tails had grown to a dangerously high number. She pulled his face in closer, and in response he began to lick her neck, his tongue being longer and rougher than it was supposed to, occasionally sliding underneath the steel collar she still had on. He stepped to the side a bit and dropped -somewhat gently- her on the table, his hands moving to her back again. She could feel his claws grazing against her skin as they slowly teared through her clothes, his tongue running back and forth over her neck before moving to her mouth.

She parted her lips and let it in, savoring it with her own as it slowly moved around within her cheeks. Then, slowly but steadily, his hands began to move apart, tearing her shirt open as they did so, cutting up her bra as well in the process. Oberon then pulled his tongue back and closed his long mouth over the front of her clothes, biting down on them and further tearing them, leaving her upper body fully bare.

He placed his mouth over her breast and started sucking, all the while continuing to take in her scent, his hot breath a stark contrast to his cold touch, his soft pads running over her back, his oddly sharp teeth occasionally grazing her skin. Slowly he moved his head down, his tongue scratching against her skin, running over her belly before reaching her skirt. Pushing it up with his snout, Oberon closed his mouth over her entrance, his hands holding her still.

Ara felt him licking her privates, the roughness of his tongue sending jolts up her spine with every motion, her back arching a bit every time he grazed her clit, her breath interrupted every now and then by a soft moan. She placed her hands behind his head as he pushed his tongue inside, deeper and deeper, and when he began sucking on her too she leaned forward, as much as she could, trying to take in his scent. The pleasure slowly built up, Oberon eventually starting to drink her juices as they flowed right into his mouth, until Ara began to bite down on her own flesh, her fangs digging into her lips. At the same time, he too began to sink his claws into her flesh, small streams of blood pouring from her skin. Yet she hardly felt that, and as the pleasure neared its peak only to stop right before it and die down due to her needed trigger being lacking, her mind cleared a bit. Apparently the painkiller was, at least in some quantity, still within her veins.

"W... wait a... moment..." she said between her breaths as Oberon moved his head back up, against her chest.

She tried to push him away, but couldn't. Maybe her limbs were weak. Maybe he was just stronger. Maybe she actually didn't really want to make any space between the two of them.

"H-hold on, Oberon..."

But by that point all his ears could do was merely hear, not listen. So he simply grabbed her and turned her around. Ara found herself lying on her back, and soon after felt his fingers placed between her legs while his other hand slind beneath her, closing around her breasts. She gasped as his index and middle finger slid right inside her, his fur getting drenched in the process.

"W-wait, this... this shouldn't..." she tried to say, but the constant jolts of pleasure reaching her brain, combined with everything else, were making it hard to think straight.

She squirmed around, trying to get away, and in response Oberon moved his other hand above her back, pushing her down. Her tails waving all around him, her ears twitching with every thrust and motion of his fingers, she kept trying to get away, to lift herself, although the feeling that something was wrong was getting weaker and weaker.

Then the table broke.

That took both of them by surprise. From simply looking at it, one might not have guessed it, but they were both actually putting quite a lot of force in their limbs. They fell to the ground, albeith they barely felt the impact, and Ara ended up with Oberon lying on top of her. Because of that, and also because unlike hers, his mind had currently lost all conscious thinking, he reacted faster than her. Without bothering to get up, he took her head in his hand to held it in place and closed his mouth around one of her fox ears, not quite biting but still putting enough force into it to make her feel the pressure of his fangs.

That simple gesture proved to be surprisingly effective. Not really being sure why, Ara found herself standing perfectly still, the only exception being her other ear and her tails, which were still moving around, although not as much. Though that was, at least to a degree, because they were partially pushed down by his body. After having confirmed that she was no longer struggling, Oberon placed his fingers back inside her and started scratching her from within again. With his fingers right over her face, Ara couldn't help but breath in his scent, making her even more dizzy. They remained like that for a while, but once again, when she tried to dig her claws into her own palms -at the same time, she felt his teeth pushing down on her ear, enough to hurt her a bit-, the pain turned out to not be enough, albeith she still felt it more than she had done a bit earlier.

With frustration at yet another ruined climax came another bit of clarity of mind. She tried to push herself up, but it was like his teeth over her ear had turned her muscles off, even though he had released some of the pressure on it.

... why was she trying to get away, again?

The answer didn't quite come to her mind, and while she felt like that was something she had to do, she also had a feeling that what was happening was completely normal. Confused, unsure about what to do, she ended up remaining still even as Oberon moved his hand from her face to the floor to support himself a bit.

Then, without any warning, she felt his whole length penetrate her as a sound she'd have associated with a fox rathen than with a person left his mouth. His jaws releasing her ear, Ara let out a loud gasp before taking a deep breath and trying to crawl away. Noticing that, he moved his hands right over hers, pinning them down. And with her legs lying beneath his, Ara found herself immobilized as he began moving his hips back and forth, each thrust forcing her voice out of her own lungs. He arched his back to better reach her neck, moved her hair out of the way with his mouth and started licking her, her body beginning to tremble as every motion scratched her inner walls, wave upon wave of pleasure riverberating inside her body as her muscles began to tense up, her insides clamping down on his member as her teeth once again dug into her own lips, his fangs sinking into her shoulder enough to leave marks.

Then he stopped, and at the same time she felt him getting bigger at the base of his length. The sudden increase in pressure against her insides, quickly followed by the release of his seed within her, should have been all that she needed to reach her climax, and yet the painkiller was still effective. Just barely, but enough to keep her right beneath the point she needed to reach. Her pleasure turning once again into frustration, Ara tried to catch her breath, and while she couldn't quite see given her position, the sounds she was hearing suggested that Oberon was doing the same as well.

She wasn't sure how long they had remained like that, but at one point she had realized that she was trying to move her hips. His knot, however, had the two of them locked in place in their joining, and all she could get from her own motions was a very mild stimulation, something that at the moment was beyond frustrating. Then, finally, she felt his member go back to its previous size. He pulled out, and as he did so Ara turned around. They stared at each other. Her whiskers moved alluringly as her lips slowly turned into an inviting smile. She bent her legs at the knees, the joint no longer being that of an human, and outstretched her arms towards him, her fur-covered hands open and inviting, her eight tails waving softly.

With a sound that one couldn't quite describe as anything other than a fow's low howl Oberon, who had gotten on his knees -so to call them- adjusted his body on top of her. Pushing her legs down as he positioned himself, her scent completely clouding his mind, he lied down enough for her arms to close around him as he entered her again.

For the second time they mated, their voices mixing together in the same way their tails were coiling around the other's. Sweat ran down her skin and entralled by her aroma, Oberon licked it off her face, until she pulled him closer, embracing him, the difference in height then preventing them from looking at each other's face. Ara's fur pricked up as she dug her claws in his back, drops of red stayning his black fur. At the same time, he pushed his own nails into her flesh. And, maybe because the painkiller's effect was finally over, maybe for some other reason, she finally got the trigger she needed, her breaths coming to an alt as her muscles tensed up, her arms pulling him in even further as her own hips kept moving, the blissfull feeling echoing and reverberating through her flesh and bones for but a few, incredibly long seconds.

Her lungs started tacking in air again, and neither of them stopped moving, their bodies pressed against each other, sounds closer to those of animals than to those of people filling the room until, eventually, he stopped, locking himself in place again as his seed filled her once more.

In what might be considered a short break, the two of them caught their breath, and eventually Oberon pulled himself back, getting on his feet. As he did so, a sticky fluid began to overflow from between Ara's legs. She got up on her knees and slowly moved forward, then placed her hands around his member and brought it to her mouth, pushing it inside as much as she could, her tongue running all over it as she moved her head back and forth, her mate vocalizing his pleasure as she did so. Then she pulled out, briefly, to adjust her posture, and in that moment he grabbed her. In little more than a blink of an eye, Ara found herself suspended in the hair, held upside down, and felt his mouth between her legs.

Taking his length back between her lips, she went back to what she was doing, her mind equally focused on the heath spreading from her privates all the way to the tip of her fingers as well as on the member in her mouth, sloppy sounds coming from her cheeks every time she moved her head back and forth, occasionally stopping to let some air into her lungs. At one point she felt him throb, but she simply kept moving until his knot swelled up again, in a way that she would have surely found uncomfortable -at the very least- had her body been normal at the moment. Without the means -and probably without the intention either- of pulling her head back as the knot was too large to get through her lips, she felt his seed flow through her mouth, its strong, bitter taste running over her tongue and down her throat, its scent filling her nose. Being unable to continue, her attention moved completely to her own privates and to the rough tongue that was moving around within them, occasionally pulling out to run over her entrance, sending warm shivers along her spine every time it rubbed against her clit or any of her sentitive points.

Eventually, Ara clawed at him again, feeling his own fingers digging into her flesh in return, the pleasure resonating with itself as her body trembled. Then, as the knot deflated, Oberon pulled her away a bit and placed her back on the ground, rather roughly.

She took a few moments to catch her breath, her tails waving seductively behind her, then turned around and walked to the wall on all fours, slowly, before getting back on her padded feet and placing her hands on the wall, sticking her rear out and swaying it softly, some of his seed still dripping from within her, her tails moved to the sides to expose her back. More than the sight, however, what lured him in was still her scent, a fragrance so strong it had basically overwritten everything else in his nostrils. He stepped forward, moving on all fours too until he reached her, then stood up and lied forward, his hands resting over hers, pinning them to the wall.

Once more he penetrated her, their voices mixing together again, consciousness drifting farther and farther away, nothing but urges and primal feelings filling their minds, their bodies moving in unison. They changed position, over and over again, their bodies melting into each other as their world shrunk more and more, until nothing but their partner was left.

A few minutes later, however -or... had it been hours? Or something even longer ?- a third voice echoed in the room.

"This is a sight I never would have expected to behold"

The two foxes stopped and parted, putting as little distance as possible between them as they turned to the new arrival. A fox too, albeith lacking their human traits, sharing the same colors as Ara, bug far larger than both of them, even combined. How exactly she had gotten inside there, one could only wonder. Her mere presence felt heavy. Ara stood between her and Oberon, her fur prickled, an hostile expression on her face. He, on his part, was moving his gaze quickly between the two females, something apparently confusing him.

"Oh dear. That is a fine male you got yourself there, but I assure you, you have no need to defend it from me" the large fox said as she sat down, her tails wrapping around her legs "You there, sleep" she then ordered as her eyes fell on Oberon.

The very moment their eyes met, her command took place, and he immediatly fell to the ground, his body turning back to normal rather quickly.

"And you, little Ara" she added as the girl turned around and got down on the floor, pushing her head against her mate as if to wake him up "I believe you should come back now"

Nothing happened, at first. But her words echoed within the smaller fox's ears, which began to twitch wildly. Then, silently, her body began to change. Her tails faded as if they were made of air. Her fur retracted. Her ears disappeared into her hair, and her human ones appeared again. The joints of her legs went back to those of a normal person, her fangs and claws disappeared. Her hair and eyes regained their natural color. In less than a minute, Ara had gone back to her normal appearance. She fell completely to the floor, only to get back up a few moments later. She yawned, as if she had just woken up from a long nap, and as she turned around, her eyes still half closed, she saw her.

"... ... E-eun?!"

"Dear me, have I by chance arrived before my letter?"

"Eh? T-the letter, right! No, I've received that, but... wait..." she added, her voice dying down as she noticed a few things.

The broken table. The fact that she was naked, her clothes reduced to little more than tattered rags. The... somewhat large amount of blood around the room -if not for the fact that her transformation greatly improved, among other things, the speed at which she healed, she would have found several marks over her skin, both of teeth and nails- and the other kind of fluids all around the floor, with one kind of them overflowing from between her legs. She... guessed she had some in her mouth too. She turned around and saw Oberon, unconscious, his clothes in a similar condition to hers. He, too, had gone back to his normal appearance, and just like her, he had no traces of her fangs and nails over his skin.

"W... what did I... no, rather, what... why... ?" she asked, more to herself than to anyone else as she realized what she and Oberon had been doing for... how long, exactly?

"I am most surprised, little Ara. Never would I have thought you would mark a male as yours. I can, at last, drop the 'little'"

"I what?!" she shouted back, a storm of conflicting emotions in her mind, though they were still mostly clouded in confusion.

"I believe this conversation would benefit from better circumstances. You might want to take a bath and maybe rest a bit. You should also eat something I believe. And, if my memories of you are right, you would be more at ease talking with some clothes on"

"T-that's... r... right..." she replied as she timidly turned around to look at Oberon.

"I will wait for you outside this building. Take your time"

When Ara turned around, Eun was gone. Though she couldn't have possibly fit through that door with her size. Her gaze went back to Oberon. She remained there for a while, thinking, then stood up, walked around a bit and grabbed her pantyhose, which were lying forgotten on the floor. Seems like the clothes she didn't have on when they... started managed to survive. She thought about putting them on, but wearing pantyhose with nothing else on would have probably been more embarassing than simply being naked. She put her shoes on instead, and then stumbled upon her coat. She ripped the long sleeves off and wrapped them around her own chest and waist, then put the rest of the garment on Oberon before grabbing him and walking to the elevator while carrying him on his back. Doing that while in that attire was quite awkward, but it was better than being naked. And, truth be told, compared to everything else that was rather easy to bear. In all honesty, his helmet and her chastity belt were still intact too, but for one reason or another she decided to leave those where they were. Her cheeks as red as they could get, she pushed the button that called the elevator and waited, lost in her thoughts.

"... you can let me down"

"Kyaaa!"

She nearly threw him away when his voice suddenly brought her back from whenever her mind had taken her. Oberon, who somehow managed to put a bit of grace in his landing, got on his feet. They silently stared at the floor, or maybe at each other's feet, Ara holding her improvised clothes to make sure they wouldn't fall, Oberon keeping the coat closed with his hand. They remained there like that for a short while, then the elevator arrived, its doors opening.

"You... can go ahead. I'll come up later"

"... a... alright"

Trying to act as normally as possible, and most likely failing, Ara walked in and headed up, reached the bathroom and entered the shower. She wasn't sure for how long she had stayed there, but when she walked out she took a look out of a window and noticed that the sun was still up. Did that mean that the evening had yet to arrive? Or that they'd been down there the whole day and night, and maybe more? She got herself dried up, took some spare clothes from her room and, finally realizing how hungry she was, headed to the kitchen. There she scrambled quite a lot of food together into a sort of meal and had... lunch? A snack? Breakfast? Dinner? ... whatever. While she was cleaning up however, Oberon walked in. Just like her, he had taken a shower -well, maybe a bath, she couldn't really tell- and put on some spare clothes.

"I... think I have to apologize"

"I... don't think so"

As for which one of them said what, that is debatable.

"Could you... wait here for a moment?" she then asked.

Oberon simply nodded in response and went to take something to drink. Ara walked out and found Eun outside, lying on the concrete, bathing in the sunlight. Compared to earlier, her size was much smaller, albeith she was still far larger than any ordinary fox, even without considering her nine tails.

"I don't mean to bother you, Eun, but... I was hoping you could, well... explain one thing to me"

"Ask away, Ara"

She had always called her "little Ara", for as long as she could remember, and that simple change in the way the fox addressed her felt... weird.

"Do you... do you mind if we go inside first?"

"Why, not at all" the fox replied as she stood up and entered the menagerie.

A few moments later, the three of them were standing in the kitchen. The fox sat down, as calm as one could possibly look, while Oberon greeted her with a silent bow. Both him and Ara were standing. While her size had greatly decreased from before, Eun's presence hadn't gotten any less heavy.

"You want to ask me something, Ara, and I will be happy to answer" she began the conversation, her eyes fixed on the steel collar around her neck "But there is one thing I would like to know. What have you been up to, these last weeks?"

The girl gulped. There was a chance that Eun might go and... rough up Eve really badly, were she to find out all the details. And there was no telling what she could do if she found out that the whole debt had actually been orchestrated by Eve herself, although Ara still ignored that fact.

"This is..."

"I do not remember asking you anything" the fox interrupted Oberon, who then fell silent.

What... what do I tell her... actually, what does she know to begin with? Could she already be aware of everything?

Ara started to sweat, and the fox noticed it right away.

"... I will rephrase that. Is there something you would need or want my help for?"

"W-well, there is... one thing I was hoping you could tell me, but... why are you here? I mean! It's not that I don't want you around! The opposite actually, it's nice to see you again after all this time, just... this is so... out of nowhere..."

"My residual essence within you. It had been dissipating slowly as it was meant to, until a few weeks ago, when I felt it stir up again. At first I thought it might have been a single event, but then it kept happening, with mostly increasing intensity too. That had me... perplexed. So, Ara... is anything wrong?" she asked again, and this time there was some concern in her voice.

Hearing that was... a relief, in a way. But Ara kept her gaze to the floor. On one hand, she felt like she did own Eun at least some sort of explanation. On the other, the fox was a maternal figure of sort to her and, well, telling what she had been doing during those past weeks to someone who was like a parent was... awkward couldn't even begin to describe how she'd have felt telling her any of that.

"I... I got a job here, and it's... how can I say it... things can get quite... hectic sometimes, but..."

The fox stared at her silently for a few seconds.

"... let us try a different approach. You said you had something to ask me. Go ahead"

"R-right, that" Ara replied, blushing at the memories.

She tried to narrate what had happened under the rain, leaving out some details and hoping that what she told her would be enough, but the question that followed crushed that hope.

"And how did you get into such a state, dare I ask?"

"T... that..."

"Have you been in any sort of danger lately? Has your life been threatened during these past weeks?"

"Eh? N-no, of course not" she immediatly replied to the question, though she definitively hadn't seen it coming.

Which left only one option. Those were Eun's own residuals inside of Ara, she knew what could have caused the reactions she had perceived. Either especially great danger, or especially great arousal. Knowing Ara, she had sort of expected the first to be the case rather than the latter, which is why she began to worry then the feeling kept presenting itself over and over again, but she had denied that, so... there was also the fact that normal sexual activities shouldn't have been enough to cause changes as great as those she had felt, but Ara didn't seem willing to talk about the details, and Eun had no intention of forcing them out of her. She might have done just that once, but not now. The fox's gaze then turned to Oberon.

"... this is... quite amusing" she commented "But also possibly quite bothersome. I remember you from back when Ara was still traveling with her companions. What is your current relationship with her?"

"We are coworkers. Actually, we were until just yesterday. Technically speaking, her contract is now over"

Ara fiddled around with her own fingers upon hearing that.

"This is going nowhere" Eun said back, the annoyance in her voice causing her interlocutors to instinctively take a step back, albeith a tiny one "So I will be as clear as possible. Ara, what you did was placing some of your essence inside of him while taking some from him in equal part. This is not something humans can normally do, but I believe I have no need to explain why you in particular were able to perform such an act. For the very same reason, some of my own essence ended up inside of him"

"... c... and can we... well... t-take it back... out... ?" Ara asked in a low voice.

"I believe not"

"..."

"..."

"I have a question" Oberon then spoke, breaking the silence that had fallen between them.

"... I might as well hear it"

"What are, exactly, the consequences?"

Truth be told, he had a good enough idea about that by that point, but since Eun was there he saw no reason not to ask her directly.

"I believe there is no need to explain what changes your body, artificial as it might normally be, will go through occasionally. As for your attraction to Ara..."

As she said that, the girl lowered her gaze a bit, for one reason or another. Oberon kind of wanted to do the same, but kept himself from going through with that.

"... the exact consequences can vary depending on what was impressed on the part of her she placed inside of you. But from what I can tell, Ara made it so that, if left unsatisfied long enough, your lust for her will grow out of control"

"My-"

"His w-what?!" Ara interrupted him, her voice completely overshadowing his.

"A rather standard procedure, I have to say. Back when I was not as old, it was extremely common for female foxes to engrave such sorts of conditionings on males of their choosing"

It also mostly happened with those that became part of a female's harem rather than to those who were picked as more... traditional partners, but Eun decided to keep that part to herself. As for Ara, her eyes grew wider and wider as the fox's words sank into her mind, their meaning echoing inside her head.

"You're kidding?!"

"Oh, not at all. I actually mean to congratulate you for this, Ara. From my point of view, this marks your entrance into adulthood. I am happy to see that"

"M... my en... i-into ad..." she stuttered, stunned.

"Your essence might need a little time to properly stabilize inside your male, but this is to be expected. I believe you will do a cleaner job the next time"

"W-why would there even be a next time?!"

... why not. Seeing her so frantic was amusing her, so Eun decided to go back on her previous decision.

"If you ever decide to make an harem for yourself, in which case you would need additional males. ... or females too, if you so desire" the fox said, and while it might have been somewhat hard to tell, she was clearly smiling "Your connection to me would also give the members of your harem a respectable enough social standing among us foxes, I can even picture some asking to join on their own" she added as she waved all nine her tails, flaunting them "Oh, and do not worry about having to build it up quickly. I believe that your actions stitched what was left of myself inside of you to your own being. I cannot really picture you ever going back to being a normal human now, so feel free to take your time" she finally concluded, her smirk saying that she quite liked what she had just stated.

Ara, on her part, tried to say something, but found herself completely speechless.

"... do I have any saying in this?" Oberon asked.

"Of course not"

... figures...

Eun wondered if the fact that Ara seemed to have lost her self-control too was due to the exchange of essence, maybe she had used his to put some sort of conditioning on herself as well, but... knowing her, her going wild like that most likely had more to do with her own character than to some external influence, with Eun's own essence simply making it a bit easier for her to let loose. Probably. The fox then stood up.

"There is one last thing I have to ask, Ara. Are you fertile during this time of the month?"

"I'm f- w-why are you asking that?!"

"I concur" Oberon chimed in, failing to completely hide the fact that the question bothered him too "That question is pointless, since I'm sterile"

At those words, Eun bursted out laughing.

"You truly underestimate the extent of the changes your own body goes through when instincts call! Oh, worry not, it is only natural for you to be ignorant on these matters"

It was hard to say which one among Ara and Oberon had been more shocked by those words. Eun then stood up.

"It has been a pleasure talking to you again, Ara, but I am afraid I have my own matters to attend to. If you ever find yourself in need of my assistance, or merely wish to have another talk, do not hesitate to contact me"

With those words, the large fox headed to the door, but stopped there and turned around.

"Oh, and if there truly is a cub -or, who knows, more than one- in your womb, I will demand informations. Your children would, after all, be grandchildren of mine. I might be looking forward to it" she said before turning around her leaving, her laugh growing more and more distant.

Ara and Oberon found themselves alone. Slowly, they turned their gaze to each other. They remained there like that for a long while, a storm of thoughts and feelings raging in their minds, but none of that managed to make its way to their throats.

Silence filled the room.

I hope this wasn't too convulted.

Also, this fic is likely very close to the end.

Thank you for reading.