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Mae Theos loved her job. Every single aspect of it. She loved where she worked, she loved the pay, she loved what she did, she loved the benefits, and she loved her coworkers and boss in equal amounts. Not only did she get to do something genuinely good for the world, but the company she worked for - NoThEn Labs - had one of the best medical packages one could possibly imagine.

The company itself was a potion and pharmaceutical company, one that specialized in biological science; even more specifically with a focus on sexual health and wellness. They developed potions, pills, salves, and enchantments that could help out their customers in any and all sexuality-based issues, be it medical problems or just a desire to safely and consistently indulge fantasies. The creed of NoThEn Labs was that 'Sex is Not The Enemy', hence the peculiar spelling of the company's name.

Given the company's focus on sexual health and other forms of physical wellness, their benefits package included literally anything an employee could want. Since one of their main products were potions meant for indulging fantasies, employees each got to take one potion per week of their choice. This could be a temporary transformation potion, hyper-endowment potion, volume production potions, malleability potions for the bottoms, cleanout potions for folks into anal, and any other sort of potion one could imagine. There were even tentacle potions and egg-production potions, if desired.

Company benefits went well beyond that, covering all medical, dental, or psychological health needs, but most people focused on the varied and effective potions from the 'fantasies' line.

One of the potion types was a gender shifting potion that took effect for one day. Remarkably rare, expensive, and in high demand, these potions were some of the first to go.

But that didn't need to apply to Mae anymore. While she was born male, it didn't take her long at all to realize that this was not the body that represented her best. However, given that transformation potions were far and away the most expensive to produce and sell, she couldn't afford it. Mae was by no means doing poorly for herself, but transformation potions got expensive, very quickly. The whole point of potions was that they had short term effects, with the magic and enchantments usually dying down anywhere from a few hours after ingestion to a full day. Anything longer than a day's worth of kinky fun was remarkably challenging to enchant and as such insanely expensive.

A single vial of gender shifting potion could go for as much as twenty to twenty-five gold coins, and when ten gold coins was enough to pay rent in some apartments, that was insane to think about.

Mae spent most of her life saving up for a few random events worthy of potion-based changes, but only got to indulge a handful of times in her youth. However, once the young cheetah got a taste for what it was like to be in her proper, true form, she needed more. She didn't just want more, she needed it. Her natural-born male form was not right, it didn't suit her, and it felt wholly wrong. That was why, soon after her first experimentation with this rare form of potion, she focused her studies on the cross-section of science and magic, hoping to follow in the footsteps of the handful of individuals who could provide transformation potions. She never knew she'd end up working for the progenitor of commercially viable transformation potions: Ceylon A'Merone.

Ceylon was the founder of NoThEn Labs, and a CEO on their parent company. The gryphon was a well-known enchanter of potions and had gotten their start back after the great war, making them nearly one hundred years old by the time Mae was hired. Ceylon was also one of the few people in the entire world who had the knowledge and skill to create transformation potions, which served as the basis for the company and the thing that skyrocketed NoThEn Labs to the position it was in.

Maybe twenty-five or thirty people in the entire world could say they were able to use transformation magic in any capacity, with only five or so of them able to make a viable business out of it. Ceylon was, of course, the most successful of them all, but a handful of them worked for The Potions Guild and there were a few religious leaders in the north who claim to be able to do it. That was the extent of this particular market, which was why the prices were so high.

So, five months after being hired as a chief biological engineer in the titular labs of NoThEn, Mae applied for the benefits that had just kicked in, hoping to get a more long-term solution to her gender issues. She could afford on her salary one or two potions a month for special occasions, dates, or if she just felt the need to be herself on her own time, but it wasn't enough. For her, it was never enough, if it wasn't permanent. Permanent changes required a whole lot more time, money, research, and even surgery if the situation called for it; she sought that permanent change under her company's immense benefits package, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.

Mae still remembered the day she was called into Ceylon's office near the end of her shift to discuss her request. It was a very vivid day, one she would likely never forget.

She was sitting at her desk, jotting down research notes and data on her computer after a day's worth of testing various potions for interspecies compatibility - one of the testiest of all the complications involved in potion-making; nothing worth than a blend that works on one species but disfigures another - when one of the Foxi drones came to address her.

The drone hovered outside her desk and lightly knocked, getting her attention. "Miss Mae Theos? Ceylon would like to see you in their office, please." And that was it, she smiled and happily buzzed as she hovered away, leaving Mae worried about what that might have been about.

At the time, it had been about a month since she had put in her request for the benefits so she hadn't put the two elements together to realize that was what was going on. She thought it was a performance review or something like a change of assignment. Something bad, of course. Her mind was not the pessimistic type, but nobody can be randomly summoned to their boss's office without having their mind immediately expect the worst. That was a natural reaction!

She saved her work, locked down her computer, and collected some of her stuff that she clutched to her chest as she nervously made her way across the office towards the elevator. Her heart was fluttering in fear, her fur on end and her tail puffed out. Her creative mind was not doing her any favours as she ascended to the top floor of the building, where Ceylon did their work.

Right outside their office, Mae took in a deep breath and pressed the button to buzz her boss, bracing herself for the worst. A moment later, the light above the door turned green and the door itself made a click to unlock itself, allowing her in. She touched the door, and it slid open, revealing Ceylon sitting behind their desk in a lovely suit top.

The interesting thing about Ceylon was that nobody knew for sure what their gender was. They presented as androgynous, showing elements of both male and female and everything in between. The pronouns of them/they were pretty common for gender-non-specific individuals, but it was strange for someone in such a high position of power and authority to not assume one gender. Perhaps that was why Ceylon focused so much on preaching the values of freedom in sexuality, and why they founded NoThEn Labs to help normalize once-stigmatized fringe elements of gender and sexuality.

"You called me, Ceylon?" Mae asked, her voice meek. She wasn't usually the type to be shy around anyone, but this wasn't just anyone.

Ceylon nodded. "I did! Have a seat!" They shuffled some papers and arranged them on their desk, perfectly lining the edges up with the edge of their desk. Everything had to be perfect. When Mae got close, Ceylon laughed. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble, I actually have some great news. Relax! I promise, you'll leave this meeting feeling like a new molly."

Her eyes narrowed as she wiggled her whiskers. Ceylon's words were very specific, but she had no way of knowing if that was just the gryphon respecting her pronouns or if it meant something else entirely. So, not knowing what to say or do, she just sat down in the comfortable chair and crossed her legs, placing her hand on her lap. "So what did you need me for?"

"Well, as I'm sure you know, NoThEn Labs offers absolute benefits to all of its employees, from the front desk to the lab workers, from the retail employees to the board members. That means that there are no medical requests turned down." They waited to see Mae's excited expression before continuing. "But of course, there are caveats. Rules. Regulations in place."

This doused Mae's excitement a bit. "I'm listening." She said in a professional tone.

Ceylon grinned, tapping their beak with their finger-talon. "Well, it's not as bad as you think. I see in your records you're a trans woman, correct?"

"Correct." Mae answered with a subtle nod. "I've been using my weekly allowance as best I can to hoard and stock the daily gender potions, plus purchasing a few more off the internal network."

"I am aware. Well, if you fulfill the requirements today, you won't have to do that anymore."

She narrowed her eyes again. "Excuse me?" It was a rude thing to come out with, but it was quite sudden and blunt. Not at all what she was expecting, but certainly not unappreciated.

"You heard me. We've looked over your request for a permanent change, and we've approved it. Pending psychological evaluation. If you are certain that this is the gender for you, and that it's not just some fleeting fetish or kink, I can help you make that change." Ceylon explained, face beaming with pride. They were so happy and excited to share this news, but Mae was a touch apprehensive.

The cheetah's purring intensified, then was cut off as she felt the need to inquire. "How exactly would you be able to prove something like that? Investigate my house? Put a lock on my-"

"Skies above, no. None of that." Ceylon interjected. "A friend of mine is a certified psychic. None like those hacks you see on TV and the internet. No, my friend Valencia is able to delve into your mind and sift through your thoughts to find your true intentions, to identify your soul. With your permission, of course. Are you willing to let her into your mind to decipher your true intent?"

Mae seemed a bit apprehensive and didn't immediately respond. This was a dream come true, but having someone poking around her brain like that felt more than a little invasive. However, surgery was pretty invasive, too. To make such a significant change, she would need to invite people into her, both mentally and physically.

Before she could speak, Ceylon spun a stack of papers and slid them across their desk towards her, standing over the petite feline. "Don't worry, we have very, VERY strict policies on confidentiality when it comes to things like that. As long as you're not a danger to others or planning any violence, what happens in this room will stay in this room. If you agree, all you have to do is sign here for written and verbal permission, not only for the reading but the procedure."

She could barely hide her excitement, but Mae was not one to jump into anything without doing her due diligence. She nodded politely and explained. "Do you mind if I read the contract here before making a decision?" It was the smart, responsible thing to do.

Ceylon nodded and sat back down. "Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way. I would prefer if you read it here with me, that way I can tell you're actually reading it and not just skimming. If you want to call your lawyer to look over it, you're welcome to. It's not really needed since it's a personal procedure and not a court case or anything, but if that's what makes you comfortable I will happily oblige. In a situation like this, I want my employees to be the happiest they could possibly be."

"I get it. I understand; thanks." Mae said as she took the papers and started to go over the document while Ceylon sat patiently, waiting for her. The contract was of course pretty straightforward. The procedure could happen at any time during work hours, provided she passed the test, and was completely reversible but she only got one procedure. If she changed her mind and switched back, she would not be permitted a second attempt at the gender shift. That was fine, she had no intention of going back, not after seeing what it was like to have female parts instead of the organs she was born with. One caveat at the end was a nondisclosure agreement due to the nature of the procedure.

That last part was what made her ask questions. "It says here at the end that I'm not allowed to discuss the procedure with outsiders due to the nature of said procedure. Why is that? What's so secretive about surgery?"

"It's not surgery." Ceylon clarified. "It's an intimate, potentially sexual procedure I created many years ago to transfer magic to others, fully. It's the only way to make transformations permanent, but many people find it questionable when it comes to the associated ethics."

This just served to confuse Mae even more. It was bad enough that Ceylon was dancing around the topic without directly answering her questions, but the assertion of its questionable ethics made her reconsider. Rather than dance around the topic herself, she bluntly asked, "So what exactly is the procedure if not surgery? Why can't we just do surgery?"

Ceylon relaxed in their chair and crossed their legs, elbows on arm rests and fingers touching. "I'm glad you asked. It's a procedure I invented called unbirth and rebirth. I would have to return you to a womb, where my magic will fundamentally alter you and change you into the form of your choosing. You will then be reborn as your true self. It works better than surgery because with surgery it just changes what you look like and requires hormones to keep your breasts perky and for your new genitals to stay functioning. It's a surface level change, that way. This way, it effectively rebuilds your core essence, truly changing your gender as opposed to just your looks and mentality. That means all your functions will be authentic, you can be a mother if you wish, and you will not have to take pills to balance your hormones."

"So why is it so potentially controversial? Why do I have to keep it a secret? That sounds wonderful, to me! Perfect, even. Why are you not offering this procedure? You could make so much money off it! This could revolutionize-"

"You did hear me say I needed to take you into my womb and rebirth you, right?"

"What's the big deal? We have all manner of synthetic organs in the lab, we could just-"

"No." Ceylon interjected, suddenly very serious. They stood and laid a single hand on their lower belly. "Not synthetic. My womb. The only way for this procedure to work is for me to take you inside of me, hold you there for at least an hour, and give birth to you. The procedure involves my, uh, vaginal canal, consuming you, swallowing you, and depositing you in my womb for gender shifting. This is the only way for my magic to fully permeate your form, it's the best way to ensure that the procedure is permanent. Otherwise, just like potions and spells, the effect would wear off."

It took a moment for this all to click for Mae. She was able to visualize what was happening in her mind. Her response was not what Ceylon expected. "So what's the big deal?"

Ceylon shook their head and cocked it to the side, one of their ears up and the other flopped down like a curious puppy. "The big deal is that it's sexual in nature. I'm your boss, and I'd be using my genitals on you. It's a medical procedure, but it still involves your body being inserted into me. Many would find that, mixed with the non-disclosure agreement, questionable in nature. Do you not?"

"The only thing I am finding peculiar is that you chose to hide this from people. And that you're a hen." Mae answered with a casual tone. "I've been trying to figure you out for a while. But then again, given my status here, maybe you're a drake but just can't shift yourself? The science behind all this is fascinating, and I'd love to probe your mind on it some time." She was suddenly taking control of the conversation, letting her innate curiosity guide her rather than anything else. Sure, the promise of being changed thoroughly and completely was great for her, but this was also a matter of science!

Mae's sudden excitement made Ceylon audibly laugh. "Well, alright then! If that's your stance on the matter, then go ahead and sign the papers and we can get started! And for the record, I'm fluid. My gender depends on my mood. It's easier to let people think what they want than to explain that I'm able to shift between the forms at will based on desire." They winked and gape-grinned at Mae.

One thing in particular stood out. "You mean, get the procedure started right now? Like, before I go back to my desk?"

"Indeed. If you need more time, I'm happy to grant it. I just know that I'd be happy to help you out as soon as possible. I chose today because I feel the ademane coursing through me and I am at peak production. The procedure would be quick and hopefully enjoyable for us both."

Mae didn't pause to think for another second before scratching her name onto the papers on all five locations that required her signature. "There, I'm ready. What's next?"

Ceylon pressed a button on their phone, buzzing a coworker. "Valencia, darling, she's accepted the terms. You may come in if you want."

A moment later, the door opened to reveal a tiny bat-wolf gal, a full head shorter than Mae. She had long, braided, red hair with jewels at the end, a pulled up snout, and wings for arms with a single free digit and thumb foe grabbing. She wore a tank top that zipped up at the front to get over her wing-arms and a short skirt that didn't even go halfway down her thighs. Like most people outside of the lab, she wore no footwear. As she stepped into the room, she said in a chipper tone, "Well, let's probe this gal! See what's going on in that head of hers."

Ceylon glared at her. Clearly the boss wasn't happy with her level of professionalism.

"Ah, sorry. I keep forgetting this is a business." She turned to Mae. "I'm Valencia, and I'll be your mind-fucker for the evening."

Once again, Ceylon looked like they were about to say something, but Valencia's quip made Mae laugh so the gryphon simply shook their head and shrugged, defeated.

"I've never been probed, before." Mae joked. "Is it going to hurt?"

"Naw, no pain. You won't feel a thing. You might get visions and glimpses of my thought process and might even feel like you're dreaming or hallucinating for a bit, but for the most part it's pretty inert." Valencia slid into the chair nearest Mae, then rolled it across the carpeted floor and spun both chairs so they were facing each other. "Just don't try to hide things. Don't try to not think about all that kinky shit I'm sure you're into. The more you try to hide things, the more visible they are, and unless you want to flirt with me, keep that shit out of your headspace, mmkay?"

Mae nodded. "Got it, no tentacle porn or vore fantasies. Got it." She nodded again, hands on her lap as she closed her eyes. She couldn't help but smile as she thought of all of the things she'd do in her new body, all the things she'd do to her lady bits once they were permanent and she didn't have to worry about suffering through female virginity every time she bedded a partner. After waiting a moment where nothing happened, she cracked an eye and raised a brow. "So when are we starting?"

Valencia glanced over at Ceylon, who was off at the corner of the room, making a tea. She then turned back to Mae. "I finished and already gave Cey here the report. You've been sitting there, purring in your spot for like fifteen minutes."

"Uh, what? Really? It felt like a few seconds." She was genuinely baffled to hear this.

"Yeah, really. That is one of the potential side-effects of having me in ya." She winked, her emerald eyes piercing Mae's very soul. "But all jokes aside, I got the information I needed and conveyed it to Ceylon, here. My work here is done. You two have fun." She got up from her chair, patted Mae on the shoulders, and smiled warmly before departing the room. Her entire presence - at least as far as Mae could remember - was less than a minute.

This left Ceylon and Mae alone in the boss's office again. Ceylon brought over two teas, as well as the appropriate sugar and milk. "You alright?" They asked as they sat back down on their chair.

Mae nodded and took the nearest, smallest mug. "Yeah, I'm just...was I really sleeping for that long? It really only felt like a few seconds. And, furthermore, what did she say?"

"Yeeeaaah, she exaggerates a bit. It wasn't ten or fifteen minutes, more like three to five. You were out, but it was barely long enough for me to insta-brew this tea for us. As for the report. Well, all she needed to say was yes. Which she did. She said you are definitely not faking it - not that many people do, but there's a small contingent of people who are not sincere, a very small contingent - and that she recommends you complete the procedure as soon as possible. So, with your permission, I'd be happy to do so, right here and right now."

After taking a sip, Mae couldn't help but smile. "Y-yes, I think I would like that a lot. But can I enjoy my tea, first? You took so much time to make it and it's quite relaxing. There's no drugs in here, right?" She was mostly joking, but then paused to wait for a response, regardless.

Ceylon couldn't help but laugh. "No drugs, I wouldn't need that and it's not part of the procedure. No potions, either. The entirety of the procedure has to be straightforward, no outside influences that could alter the chemistry of the situation. Caffiene in the tea is fine, but that's it. You haven't used a potion in the last twenty hours, have you?"

"No. It's been nearly a week." Mae answered with a sip. "So, what do we do now?"

The question was pretty simple, but the answer took about a half an hour to really elaborate on, as the pair of them simply chatted about their lives, their similarities, their differences, and their interests beyond work. The thing that most surprised Ceylon was that Mae had heard of unbirthing before and was very eager to try it, but that she didn't know it was anything other than an offshoot of vore. She didn't know it could be used to deeply infuse magic, and hadn't even considered it despite years of working in the field between university and her out-of-school position in the labs.

She also learned that Ceylon was stunningly laid back and easy to talk to, as well. Despite being a publicly-known entity and the CEO of a multibillion coin enterprise, they tried their best to live a normal life. Their experiences as a gryphon that endorsed the idea of safe sex and health concerning nontraditional lifestyles ensured that they remained humble, giving away most of their coin to smaller companies and people who needed it. This casual chat went a long way towards making Mae feel comfortable in Ceylon's presence, especially knowing that the procedure ahead was - or at least could be - remarkably sexual in nature. Every time the details of the unbirthing came up, they both casually redirected the conversation back to the company, the benefits of change, and their mutual employment.

NoThEn Labs didn't actually make all that much money for the CEOs and board members. Almost all of their profits went to the company benefits and there was very little profit on the potions they made since the manufacture and enchantment costs were so high and they wanted to keep their products affordable for a wide audience. It was during this chat that Mae learned a thing or two about the respect Ceylon had for their employees, and how much NoThEn Labs really did to help the public perception of sex and sexuality in a world where so many are trying to shame people into celibacy.

This never came across as preachy, either. Ceylon wasn't trying to sell their company to Mae for the sake of loyalty, it was just a genuine conversation between two employees of the same company, even if one of those employees was the boss. Eventually, once the tea was done and their conversation had cooled down, Ceylon got to their feet and started unbuttoning their jacket.

"Well, with your permission, I'd like to start the procedure, now." They said, trying to shift the conversation back to where it was originally headed. Ceylon was trying to be professional, even as they were disrobing in their office.

Mae was of course quite shy at first. She knew what had to happen, but wasn't sure if she was ready given the intimate nature of it all. She wasn't in her true form so anything this physical made her uncomfortable, even if it was going to fix the problem.

Ceylon saw her discomfort and stopped unbuttoning. "We can do this however you want. We can make it sterile and professional to keep it clinical, or we can be sensual about it, if that's the direction you want to go, or anywhere in between, really. As far as I am concerned, I am your vessel for change. I do tend to enjoy the procedure given its intimate nature - I did learn how to do it when I was experimenting with my partner many years back, so it is associated with sex for me - but I understand some people are not comfortable with that. You tell me what you want, you guide me, and I'll obey."

This was quite encouraging for Mae, who was still coming to grips with the idea that she was about to make the final plunge and become her true self. She needed to wait and see how it went, but given the company's history and Ceylon's reputation, she fully believed that their offer was legitimate and that this really was the result of her work benefits paying off. "Do I need to be nude, as well?" She asked. It was the only question she could think of at the time.

"It helps. If you're more comfortable remaining clothed, that's fine, but the fabrics will be dissolved and extracted during the actual enchantment process. So don't wear anything you're not fine losing. Plus, I generally prefer non-clothed because, well, fabric burn on my insides is not fun." Ceylon had a good point, there. Mae had only possessed female genitals intermittently, but she understood.

"I'll strip down, too, if that's what works. You go ahead as well. It would be awkward if I was naked and you were still dressed." she paused as she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her breasts. "And you're entirely sure that this is an approved procedure? Like, it doesn't break corporate rules?"

Ceylon huffed and grinned. "In most cases it would be. If I was trying to get anything out of you or was abusing our employee/employer relationship it would be insanely immoral. However, given the rather unique situation at hand, it's really the only option. You read in the contract there that consent for the procedure can be revoked at any time - even after it's completed - regardless of your signature on the papers. It's sort of 'off the books', in that it's a personal favour as opposed to a corporate benefit, but I genuinely think that it's better than the surgery alternative and I'm the only one that can do it. Like I said, in any other situation it'd be morally questionable, given the sexual nature of the procedure, but I think it's important to give you the option and let you decide for yourself if you want it."

As Ceylon spoke, they slowly removed all of their clothes, folding both jacket and pants on their desk to reveal their featureless body. No breasts, no sheath, no hanging balls, no pronounced hips. The gryphon was completely androgynous, something even clearer without any clothes to define them.

Mae did the same, folding her clothes up and covering her crotch. Not in shame, but just because she didn't like that part of her and wanted it gone. Replaced with her ideal form. "How exactly does this work, exactly? Based on my knowledge and what you've described, is it like-" She pressed her palms together and made a motion like she was diving. "Or is it like-" She touched fingers and thumbs together to make a circle, then slid it over her head.

"It is whatever you want. I find what works best is a combination. I start on my back, you dictate the pace, and once you're past a certain point and need that extra leverage, I sit and wiggle until you're gone. It is pleasant, so I'd need your permission to enjoy it as it happens."

"Heh, yeah. Yeah you have permission. I'm imagining what I'm going to do to myself once I'm changed and, well, the thought of being stuffed is making me wet already and I don't even have the parts for it. Sure, go ahead and enjoy yourself. I imagine it'll help me along and lubricate the passage as I go, right? That's how arousal works." She paused, then reconsidered. "Do you get aroused like a hen? I know you're neither male nor female, but all this talk of wombs and...the fact that I don't see male parts on you makes me think that, at least in that region, you're feminine?"

Ceylon nodded once. "Indeed. My form shifts between genders based on desires and needs, and at rest I have the fewest external indicators of gender. Once we get started, I'll be very female, sans the breasts. Avians don't have breasts."

Mae took this in and gulped heavily. "Alright, so then, where is this going to happen? Do you have a secret lab in here or something? A sterile room for medical procedures?"

Her joke actually made Ceylon laugh. "Hah! No, nothing like that. I know it might not sound professional, but trust me, you are gonna be pretty messy by the time we're done. There would be no purpose to cleaning you unless you wanted to condition your fur and be really soft to tickle on your way in. No, I'd like this to go smoothly, but it's inherently a messy procedure."

"Can we stop calling it a procedure? It's so clinical. Sterile. I know you're trying to be the professional one here, but I told you that I'm okay with this. I did mention I liked vore while we were having tea. This could be fun as well as beneficial, so let's do it!" She rubbed her paws together and flicked her tail eagerly. "So I ask again, where do we go for this? I don't want you getting rug burn."

Ceylon snapped their fingers and pointed towards a featureless segment of wall beyond the tea station. They then hopped over to it, grabbed a latch that was laid into the glass panelling, and pulled it down to reveal a perfectly square makeshift bed-nest with pillows and raised cushioning on all sides; the entire thing was covered in white and grey patterned sheets that were sealed to the cushioning below. "Waterproofed so mess is easy to clean up. I'll just be here, waiting, and you join me at your own behest." They stepped around the fold-out nest and got down on their knees, bowing to Mae.

All of this was both overwhelming and endearing to Mae in equal measure. It was cute to her that Ceylon was being so demure and humble given the boss's position in the company, but it was also nice to see that the gryphon actively making sure it was okay before making moves and allowing Mae to dictate the pace of their interaction. As such, Mae wasn't shy when it came time to join Ceylon in the nest, so she gulped one last time and got down onto her knees in front of the bird. "I'm ready to make this change."

"As long as you're certain, I will offer myself to you for the afternoon." Ceylon shifted from one knee to the other, then rolled onto their back, knees up and propped up by their elbows. With legs spread and tail resting out between them, Ceylon allowed Mae to see their loins, a thick, equine-like pair of lips topped by an equally meaty clit. The slit was moist, leaking fluids and soaking the boss's exposed rump pucker. "Feel free to make your move, Mae. I will allow you your pace."

Mae wasn't sure what switch flipped in her mind, but within seconds of seeing Ceylon's prone, clearly eager pussy, she felt almost all of her hesitations melt away. She was still a little curious about how this would work and if it was maybe just some ploy to satisfy her boss, but as the seconds ticked by and the scent of the gryphon's loins smothered the nest like an aura, Mae internally confessed to herself that, even if that was the case, she still wanted to do it.

The cheetah gal worked for a company who's primary objective was normalizing fringe sexuality and on a basic level just pushing for the idea of sexual health and education across the board. Mae was by no means shy when it came to outlandish sex acts, and unbirthing was a thing she'd heard about but never thought possible outside of this one location she'd heard about called the Vore House of Klyneth. Though, by this time in her life prior to her transition, she had only vaguely heard of it.

So, with the opportunity to not only make the most important change in her life but also to indulge one of her idle fantasies, she wasted no time. She got down on all fours and crawled up to Ceylon, purring gently to show her comfort as she reached out to stop just short of caressing her boss's pussy lips. "So, I just do whatever? Explore until I've gotten lost?" She liked her pun and lightly huffed to herself while waiting for a response.

"Indeed. You do whatever works for you. As I'm sure you can see, my body is ready to take you, at this point it's just a matter of you finding the courage to take the plunge and dive in. Oh, and before you smother yourself in ... me ... I need for you to know that the fluids are breathable. My lubricant can be inhaled. It's something my partner taught me how to do, and it's a key element in having my magic permeate your body to its core by having it act as a conduit from within. Beyond that, I'll lay back and let you get to work. I'd do it for you, but I don't want to rush you and, uh, I might get overzealous. That moisture seeping out of me, that's not chemically induced, I'm just really excited."

Mae laughed again. "I take it, it's not too often you're able to have an excuse to do this with anyone, let alone someone so perfectly sized?" She marvelled, only just now noticing how different the two were in size. Mae was average height, but Ceylon was easily twice as tall as her and, as per the rule of cubes, eight times her mass. When standing next to one another, Mae's face barely came up to Ceylon's midsection. The gryphon's size was a well-known fact in the region, and since many folks borne of quadruped roots - the hooved blokes, dragons, and gryphons in particular - were naturally larger than the biped races, this was normal.

Ceylon swished their tail underneath Mae, delighted at the kitty's inquiry. "You are so very right about that. You'd assume more people would be curious, but most people just want to try out the other team, very few people actually want to switch permanently. Hence the mental probing. But yeah, I'm eager and I'm really glad you chose to do this today instead of waiting. My body has been in a needy state of being, I need to be stuffed, and if I can also use that hunger to feed an employee's desires, then everyone wins. In my opinion that is the best possible outcome."

After a pause wherein Mae considered countering that point, she simply silenced herself and nodded in agreement. "Alright, yeah that makes perfect sense. Anyway, if that's how this goes, I'm ready to start, I think." Without further hestitation, she reached out and pressed her palm against the front half of Ceylon's vulva, cradling the gryphon's equine clitoris while her fingers teased the fur on their mound. She was mostly just meaning to make first contact, but as soon as she did it she felt a squish against her palm, which made her pull her hand back and look.

As she retreated from Ceylon's loins, a thick strand of gooey lubricant trailed from the gryphon's slit and to her palm, clinging to her fur and flesh there. "Wow. Is this normal?"

"The volume? No, that's specifically because I have been preparing myself to take you. Normally it's a lot less than that. Just as slick, though." She clenched her loins, winking her clit like a feral equine, producing a bit more lubricant that squeezed out from her lips.

Mae eagerly brought her second hand out to collect as much as she could, smearing it all over the gryphon's velvety lips, ensuring every part of the boss's exposed flesh was slick and ready for her. Once Ceylon had laid back again and was prone, Mae used both of her hands to tease, knead, caress, and part the gryphon's lips to get a good look inside. The office was brightly lit, so she could see every little detail, every fold, every bit of fade from the black flesh of the vulva to the bright pink pussy flesh inside, every gooey, glistening strand of fluid bubbling out and soaking them both.

She slipped both thumbs in - one from either side - and spread Ceylon's pussy lips apart as far as they would go. Mae was immediately impressed at how stretchy and malleable the gryphon's flesh was, as their cavernous passage opened up, the soft flesh dilating with minimal effort and the muscles relaxing in perfect unison. Mae could see right into Ceylon's depths, the light of the room so permeating that she could even see the opened cervix waiting for her. Unfortunately, with the gryphon's passage opened for only a few seconds, the copious volumes of lubricants started seeping down and around, forming a puddle along their posterior wall, some of it trickling out over their rump pucker.

Mae leg to, allowing the walls to collapse, lightly forcing out the bits of air that had been trapped, forming bubbles in the bodily fluids that were squeezed. "So...just dive in?" She asked, eager for one last confirmation before really taking the plunge.

All Ceylon did was nod slowly, giving her all the approval she needed.

"Alright then. I hope you know what you're doing." And with that, Mae leaned into Ceylon, slipping her entire hand beyond the gryphon's tender slit with ease, parting the lips and plunging her entire forearm up to the elbow in the avian's tender, slick flesh. She was shocked at how easy that was. Not only did Ceylon give no resistance, but the muscles seemed to dilate against Mae's touch, generating a bit of suction as a seal was made around her forearm and Ceylon's vulva. She was able to pull out with ease, though; this was not a pussy trap.

However, upon pulling her hand out and resisting the suction sensation, she was greeted with the image of her entire forearm absolutely soaked in natural fluids, a layer of slime almost a centimetre thick that soaked right into her fur. She wiggled her fingers and touched tips, forming strands and webs between them that were so slick that she was pretty sure she'd have no problems doing this.

Now totally engrossed in the allure of the situation, Mae allowed herself to lose herself to Ceylon's depths. All that mattered to her was having that flesh envelop her, swallow her up, and gulp her down. And, when it was all over, she got to be reborn! In theory, of course.

Knowing all this, she smeared her second hand with the excess slime on her first hand, ensuring both of her forearms were completely covered from fingertip to elbow. Curious, she licked her finger to see what it was like and found it to be sweet, almost fruity but incredibly adhesive. It clung to her flesh and it didn't want to be swallowed, which was great for a lube that was so viscous. A perfect combo that wouldn't get dislodged and would do its job.

Mae didn't even look up and over Ceylon's body to see her boss happily watching as the feline initiated the procedure. It wasn't evident to her at the time since she was so enraptured by the situation, but Ceylon would later reveal to her that they liked watching almost as much as they liked the sensation of what was going on. Mae kinda wished she'd knew this at the time, but at the time she was oblivious.

So, rather than make a show of it, she went ahead and just did what she thought Ceylon wanted by pressing both hands together to make one big fist and plunging it into Ceylon, elbows widened to form a taper that spread and gaped the gryphon pussy with an audible squelch. Just like before, there was absolutely no resistance, just thick and tender flesh that spread to exactly how wide and dilated Mae needed it. Clearly, Ceylon had planned this and knew how much malleability was needed.

Once Mae got a good bit of her forearms inside the gryphon, she started really working herself in every way she could, testing Ceylon's limits. She rocked from side to side, rotated her body, pumped in and out, and even leaned down to give Ceylon's clit a bit of a kiss to steal some more of that fruity deliciousness before doing anything else. She never released the grasp of her double fist inside, ensuring she maintained absolute control, and all the while Ceylon's walls stretched constricted, and undulated in perfect unison, accommodating the feline's form with every adjustment.

That little bit of added flavor on her tongue was yet another splash of encouragement, making her loins tingle and feel moist, just like Ceylon's pussy. That sensation, though strictly in her head at the time, was exactly what she needed to keep going.

She lowered herself so that she was practically on her chest, breasts pressed down on opposite side of Ceylon's tail while her dual-linked fists was still deep in the gryphon's depths, widening her lips and keeping her tender. Her view was right up her boss's passage, the soft and tender flesh wrapped around her arms yet gaping in between as a stream of lubricant seeped out the bottom and cascaded over the avian's equine-like rump. Mae didn't want to waste any of it, so she nuzzled Ceylon's booty to collect as much of it as she could and dug her hind claws into the nest, pushing in with all her might!

Ceylon's pussy lips dilated, stretched, and quivered against her touch, easily parting and sliding over her upper arms and smothering her face in one fluid motion. Going any farther was hardest, as her shoulders were the widest part on her body, but with yet another brisk flex of her leg she was able to wriggle and writhe her way past Ceylon's vulva.

The very instant she felt the gryphon's flesh pass over her shoulders, she lurched inward with ease, muscles contracting around her as she felt her dual fists pop past Ceylon's cervix. She was still holding her breath at this point, having not yet internalized the idea of being able to breathe the fluids. However, she didn't have much of a choice after she forced her shoulders past Ceylon's thick, meaty lips. The moment she felt that lurch and the resulting constriction around her breasts and midsection, she knew she had little control over the situation, and Ceylon's vaginal constrictions actually forced the fluids down her throat and into her lungs all at once. It was mildly uncomfortable, but she adjusted within seconds and fell back into a state of full-bodied bliss.

There was a very brief moment where the sudden claustrophobia of having thick, tender walls squeezing all around her entire upper half scared her. She considered maybe pulling out, waiting for a more opportune moment, but the more she felt a building tingle in her chest and the more excited she grew, the fewer inhibitions she had. She was doing it, she was there, all sh needed to do was take that one last step, to literally dive in, headfirst.

Mae gulped on the fluids and nuzzled her way deeper, parting Ceylon's depths as the thick and slick walls slid over her face and body. She dug her claws into the fabric outside, virtually swimming like a professional as she wormed her way in as deep as she could go. Her fists had burst through Ceylon's cervix with ease and was already in her boss's womb, so she had taken that first major step. She was almost there. She was nearly ready. Just one more lurch, then she was gone!

What she wasn't expecting was for Ceylon to shift in place, getting down onto all fours with Mae still inside them. This meant that, to the feline, the entire passage that surrounded her on all sides twisted around her until she felt her breasts grinding against the engorged mound that was Ceylon's g-spot. That was when Mae learned that, despite Ceylon being nonbinary, they still had a G-spot!

Of course, that meant that both participants were on their knees, so Mae had to try even harder to kick off the fabric of the bed. She flailed, she couldn't get a grip, and the sheer tenderness and copious volumes of natural lubricant nearly had her fall out of Ceylon due to gravity, at least until the gryphon's pelvic muscles clenched and held her in place, a ring of tightness around the kitty's waist.

Then, all at once, Ceylon simply reared up and eased back, forcing Mae into an upright sitting position, hands above her head and cervix clenched around her forearms. Within seconds of her adjusting to this new position, Ceylon simply widened their stance and descended upon her, enveloping her all the way down to the knees with their meaty pussy flesh passing over the feline's body and their cervix passing all the way down until it, too, had lurched past Mae's shoulders.

And that was really it. Once the gryphon's Cervix had swallowed up Mae's upper body, the rest went by easily. Even Mae's hips had no problems making their way through the gryphon's depths. Ceylon just leaned back over so their chest was to the ground and their pussy - with Mae's cute little feet and tail tip poking out and curling in delight - up in the air. Gravity, as well as some well-timed vaginal contractions, gently eased Mae in deeper and deeper, swallowing her like a snake as Ceylon's meaty vulva, tender passage, and tight cervix passed over her.

Predominantly, all Mae could hear was the gurgling of fluids shifting around her, churned by the walls of the birth canal sucking her up. There was a faint beat of a heart nearby, but it was almost entirely overcome by the whooshing of aroused blood vessels and the pussy that had consumed her.

With one final lurch, accompanied by a tight contraction of Ceylon's pelvic muscles, she was forced to curl up inside the gryphon's womb, her toes and tail tip slipping past the cervix, which immediately closed and sealed within seconds. She was trapped inside and already breathing the fluid, entombed by the soft flesh of her boss's womb and permeated by fluids and the churning sound of body functions all around her.

And then, as she relaxed in her fetal position, she fell asleep!

And that was all she remembered from that day. She remembered going to Ceylon's office, talking to her boss, agreeing to the procedure, and allowing herself to be consumed and rebirthed by the gryphon. While she was in the womb, she dreamed, mostly of her new form, and was woken later that night as Ceylon's contractions started up again.

The boss gave rebirth to Mae in that very same nest, and just like she was promised, she was reborn fully female, hormones and genitals and all. She was a woman, the way she always wanted to be. Sadly, She didn't remember the rebirth - as she imagined it would have been nice to have her first memory of her new life being one of closeness and intimacy - but she knew it happened and when she woke back up in the NoThEn Labs maternity ward, she was as she was promised.