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A Vixen's Shifting Priorities For Engy Sponsored by Repanbo By Draconicon

Vicki was new to the city of Maiyone, having stopped by for business and pleasure. The former was still due to happen, and the latter, hopefully, would happen concurrently with it. If all went according to plan, perhaps even before.

The nine-tailed kitsune walked across the lobby of the dragon's skyscraper, taking in the business that was going on around her. Unsurprisingly, her high-heels disappeared as soon as she walked in the building, and she imagined that she would get them again on the way out. Or perhaps not, depending on the mood of her old friend. There was always some randomness involved whenever it came to feet with that dragon. Vicki smiled, putting it out of her mind as she lowered her heels to the floor once more, her claws tick-ticking against the marble as she walked towards the elevator.

Her dress swished about her, red and gold against the orange and black of her legs, swooping down in the neckline to almost reveal a pair of breasts that were almost too big to be contained in the silk dress. A black belt around the middle kept it tugged in about her hips, making sure that it didn't flare out and lose her shape the way that some dresses tended to do. Her tails had been guided out through a hole in the back, threaded through so that the random movements the quasi-magical limbs made didn't disrupt her dress or unveil her lower features at unfortunate times.

All in all, she knew that she had the eyes of many of the straight and bisexual men in the room, as well as some of the lesbians. She smiled to herself, throwing a little extra sway into her hips as she walked over to the elevators.

After pushing the button to call it, she pulled her cell phone from her purse, tapping a button and holding it to her ear. It rang twice before the dragon picked up on the other end.

"Hello?"

"I'm here for my treatment, old friend; what floor am I going to?"

"That was today?"

"...Yes, that was today," she said, her smile dropping slightly. "Did you forget?"

"Um...possibly."

"...Okay. What are our options?"

"We can reschedule?"

"No can do. The meeting's this afternoon, and it's already about eleven. If I don't have that makeover, we're going to be dealing with a very angry client."

"Okay, that's a fair point. Um - okay, hang on."

She could hear that the dragon was moving around on his end, and she wondered just how many partners he had gone through this morning to have forgotten about their meeting. Then again, she supposed she should withhold blame for now; he had a lot of partners, and not all of them were ones that he picked.

The kitsune turned on her heel, looking back at the lobby. The eyes of the different men and women that had stared at her on her way over were still on her, though some of them had the decency to turn around and pretend that they hadn't been staring at her ass the whole time. She shook her head in amusement; that was part of business, too, and a more pleasurable part than most of what she ended up doing.

Today, however, her 'business model' needed a bit of a tweak if she was going to get what she wanted. There was someone in the city that was willing to point the way to a rather potent magical artifact that was off in the back-country, but he was charging way too much for the information as of right that moment. He had been adamant that he would not part with the information for any price short of several million dollars, but she'd seen the cracks that he had in his façade, not to mention heard rumors of other deals that the gorilla had made in the past with those of...flimsier morals.

Normally, that would not have been a problem for her; she had left her shame behind long ago, and more than one contract had been signed in the splitting fluids of cum and pussy juice to get what she needed out of people. However, this guy was...different.

This guy didn't like pussy.

Tapping her bare foot, she waited for the dragon to shuffle out of bed and disentangle himself from his partner. It took almost a minute for him to finally be able to talk again.

"Okay. You just need a partial transformation, yes?"

"A full gender one, Draconicon. A full gender shift."

"Right. Well, there's someone else in the skyscraper that can do that, if you really need it today."

"A male?"

"Yep."

"Another dragon?"

"That's a yep."

"That's fine with me, then. What floor?"

"Just so you know, this will be alchemy rather than spellcraft. He's going to need to -"

"Details, details. I can handle whatever I need to handle. Just tell me what floor, Draconicon."

She ended up going to a floor just below the penthouses. According to her friend, this was where the other dragon - a yellow one named Engy - made his lab. Or at least, where he made his public lab, the place where people came to get things from him. Draconicon had been a bit vague on just what the alchemist did other than that, but she supposed that was part of the black dragon's prerogative. He gave people their privacy and he respected it. Not a common thing in this day and age.

Vicki stepped out of the monster-vator with a nod of appreciation towards the beast that had pulled her up the shaft, giving its cheek a pet with one of her nine tails before turning towards the hallway ahead of her. There were multiple doors leading to different rooms, each marked with a person's name, followed by the function. Gann, Stable. Ellyra, Stable. Zaza, Greenhouse. Engy, Greenhouse. Yana, Greenhouse.

She shook her head, following the curving hallway past a number of other doors. It seemed to go from occupations to hobbies on this floor, and more than once, she was nearly curious enough to open a door and see what was on the other side. There was a spa room that seemed to belong to a woman named Ailsa, and she nearly indulged in her curiosity then. Only a tingle of corruptive power that came from behind the door stopped her, and even then, only because she was on a schedule.

Curiosity had always been a major thing in her adult life. Curiosity towards what was out there, curiosity towards the past, curiosity towards what made others tick and what she could do to play on that. The last, in particular, was as much a study as her actual occupation, and it frequently surged forward as one of her bigger interests as a general rule.

She'd have to do something to keep it from getting out of hand today, though; she needed to focus on the job at hand, not the pleasure that she might get from it.

Eventually, she managed to find the right room. Engy, Laboratory. That was explanatory enough. The vixen pulled her purse over her shoulder a little more firmly, then rapped on the door with the back of her knuckles.

"Come in," a male voice called from the other side.

Vicki did as she was bid, and immediately froze as soon as the door was opened.

There was quite a dungeon going on in addition to being a laboratory. While there were experimental tables of metal and wood spread throughout the center of the room - the former covered in flaming equipment, the latter covered in restraints - she could also see that there were numerous subjects restrained to the walls, bound by the wrists and ankles, their cocks thrust forward, their shafts dribbling like mad. The constant display of lust filled the air with a low level of musk below the burning smell of smoke and the medicinal smell of chemicals, and the vixen blinked a few times as she took in the display.

Among them all, rushing from place to place, was the yellow dragon that she presumed was the Engy that she was supposed to talk to. He would pause from time to time, tapping a vial against a dripping cock, collecting seed before moving on. One of his arms had been replaced with a metal one, and she noticed that he was tapping the vials to it when he had filled them, using it as a utility belt, in a way.

Fascinating. Certainly not letting his past get in the way of his present. She closed the door behind her, shaking her head as she put her purse down on one of the countertops near her end of the room.

"Excuse me?"

"One second. Please. Almost done."

The dragon was just topping off another vial - this one harvested from a kobold, apparently - before he corked it and put it on his arm. Finally, he turned to her, and she had a good look at him.

He wasn't quite the dragon that she had come to see, but he was handsome in a different way. Draconicon had that sort of strange, mysterious sort of aura that he played off, as if he knew something that you didn't, and he was using that power to get you to play along with his rules. This dragon, on the other hand, had a more worldly handsomeness, the sort of look that one got from working hard and fighting back against something unfair. He had a bit of tiredness in his eyes, but there was a compassion there, too.

Not that his body had suffered, she admitted. He was definitely the sort of man that had taken care of himself. There was a bit of a belly there, but there were still muscles in the living arm and the legs, and he had the remnants of a life lived hard underneath that. Despite wearing a robe, he seemed to have no issues with showing off his cock between his legs, a fat yellow thing that ran over his balls and swayed every time that he shifted his weight. She smiled slightly, tapping her chin as she considered how that might feel later.

Later, though. Business first.

"You would be Engy, then?" Vicki said, smiling to herself. "I was told that you could help me out with a little something."

"I can try; master sent you here?" the dragon asked.

"Yes. I have a rather extreme transformation that needs to be done."

"A transformation, you say..."

She saw the way that the dragon's eyes lit up, and she knew that she had the right person for the job. Draconicon always had that little bit of hesitation, that obvious wish that the other person would see something in themselves that was lovely without needing the transformation to show them. He would play along, but she could tell that he was never as into it as the real fans of it were.

This guy, though? This dragon would be happy to change part after part after part of her all day long if she let him. And looking around, he seemed to have the potions to do just that. She'd definitely come to the right place.

"What do you have in mind?" Engy asked, pulling out a notebook. "How extreme are we talking about?"

"Well, we're starting with gender change."

"Always a favorite," he said with a grin, scrawling that down. "Any extremes that I have to balance out in the process?"

"Mega-tits, mostly."

He blinked, looking up from his pad, then at her, then back down again.

"Mega...tits?" he asked, blinking. "But yours are -"

"Illusion and an ensorcelled dress. Trust me, they're mega."

"I mean, they're a decent D cup, at least, but they're not really mega."

"You really need me to show them?"

"Well...not need, exactly, but if they're that big..."

Rolling her eyes, Vicki reached up to the bosom of her dress. Fiddling with the gold ties that kept them from completely baring her breasts, she got the cords undone and pulled them off to the side. As soon as the dress was out of the way, so was the illusion, and so was any sense of proportion.

Her breasts almost exploded free of her clothes, the soft curves turning into exaggerated jugs, pushing forward and almost dragging her right off her feet. She wobbled forward, having to lean her growing breasts against the wooden exam table in front of her, letting them rest there as they fell and expanded, fell and expanded. Soon, they were big enough that it'd take a pair of hands just for one of them, her nipples big enough to fill a mouth and then some.

The yellow dragon stared at her, his eyes going wide. She gestured at them with both hands and her tails.

"See? Mega-tits."

"I see. Yeah, that's...that's gonna take a different sort of potion to shrink down. How the hell do you walk with those?"

"With a lot of practice, a lot of enchanted clothes, and a lot of back muscles."

She gathered them up in her tails and shoved them back into her dress, feeling them shrink back down to something that was a bit more manageable. She often had to work hard to keep them restrained during 'those' kinds of sessions with her clients, but there were those that loved the hyper-look. She didn't, particularly, but it was another tool.

Engy took another look at her chest, then finally looked away, shaking his head.

"Can I interest you in anything else? A musk booster, maybe?"

"That'd probably be useful," Vicki admitted, nodding. "If you have something that'll do that without drenching me, that'd be better."

"But that's half the fun."

"I still have to look professional enough to get the deal going, Sir Alchemist," she said with a chuckle. "If I look like a sweaty mess before I even get in the door, they're not going to let me make my case."

"I guess that's true. Alright, we'll get the milder musk package. Anything else?"

"...You got anything for a bit of height? Maybe something to show off some more masculine curves?"

"Oh, thinking of staying a bottom?"

"Power bottom, but yes. My clients tend to be a little less intimidated by that."

"No problem. You want a bigger bottom to go with that?"

"Hmm..." Vicki tapped her chin again. "Let's see how it goes, first, and whether that's needed."

"Awwww."

She smiled. She figured that he might be a bit of a size queen with the various endowments around the room. Nothing was less than nine inches, and most males were considerably larger. He probably had rather liked the way that she flopped her breasts out on the table, too, if he had that much interest in size.

Vicki sidled around the table, making her way to one of the narrow sides before hopping up onto it. She leaned back, sliding one leg up the other, her bare toes stroking her calves as she looked the dragon in the eye.

"So, anything else?" she asked.

"Um, do you mean as a suggestion, or..."

"Why not? You're the alchemist, after all. Why don't you tell me what you recommend?"

"Well...if you're sure..."

"Very."

The vixen smiled, and the alchemist seemed to finally come out of his shell. The dragon grinned as he walked over to her, laying her down on the table. He ran his hands over her chest, almost groping her, but not quite. There was a professionalism there that she was quite happy to feel and see, and she allowed it when she might not have done so for someone else.

"I think that we want to add a bit of muscle here. Not a lot, but enough to really show off how different you are," he said. "Maybe throw some thickness in the shoulders, too. There's a ton of fox twinks, but I bet you can be a good muscle bottom."

"Heh, as long as we don't take away the curvy bit."

"Oh god, no. You'll need a big fat ass to show off, something that'd rip right through that dress. Did you bring a pair of pants, by the way?"

"In the purse."

"...Magic purse?"

"Magic purse."

"Awesome."

Engy smiled, and after he asked her permission, he flicked her dress up in the front. He ran his hands along her stockings, and then up to her crotch. His fingers were eager, exploratory, but not the sort of rampant male that she had dealt with in the past. He pinched her clit lightly, and she let out a giggle and a moan at the same time.

"Hehe, careful. Sensitive there."

"I think we want to make it really big when you change."

"A big-dicked power bottom fox, huh?"

"Yeah. It'll look great."

"Alright. I'm good with that. So..." She rested her hands behind her head. "Do you have a spell to get rid of the dress, or am I going to have to get up and take it all off again?"

"Oh, yeah, um...think I got a scroll for that somewhere..."

As the dragon slipped away to find it, Vicki folded her arms behind her head, casually splaying her legs. She would be nude soon enough anyway, so there was no need for modesty. She just made sure that she was comfortable enough, planning out the meeting that she'd have with her client later.

That gorilla likes men, not quite small enough for size difference, but ones that he can still loom and leer over. He likes to see a good ass, but he doesn't want someone that can threaten him. Maybe some impotence after I experiment with the cock proper?

Those were some ideas, at the very least. She'd also be happy not to have to deal with the sheer weight in her chest for a while, she had to admit. That was one adjustment to her that she would always curse her uncle for, even if it was something that she'd made her peace with since.

She was just about to close her eyes and go back to planning when Engy came back, holding up a scroll in hand.

"Got it. Just had to, uh, get it out from under one of my...assistants." He looked at it, and sighed. "Green, can you stop putting stuff under your balls?"

"Green?"

"Long story. Anyway." Engy unrolled the scroll. "Let's get you naked, and then we'll get started."

The scroll worked right away, though she was at least temporarily buried in her own breasts. Vicki flailed for a second or two, then got her tails in place with her arms to push them down into a better position. Engy helped out with a few straps, keeping them from flopping back towards her face, and then helped her get into a proper restrained position.

Normally, she'd charge extra for bondage, but she understood the rationale. Potions were a bit of a tricky business, and it was never a bad idea to pull someone's arms and legs into a safe position if the potion started doing something it shouldn't. She doubted that she'd have a panic reaction, but hey, better safe than sorry. And this way, she could be fed the antidote faster without having to deal with Engy having to fight her down.

If he could, at that point.

"By the way, got a question for you," she said as he walked around her, gathering different vials.

"Shoot."

"You want to go out for drinks later and tell me about the arm?"

"..."

"Or just about you." She shrugged. "I'd like to know more about my back-up transformationist."

"Heh...well, if you don't mind me being a bit...you know..."

"Shy?"

"Yeah."

"No problem. I mean, I'm open enough for the both of us, as you can see," she said, gesturing at her naked body. "And just because you're going to close one hole doesn't mean I'm going to clam up."

"I hope not."

Finally armed with all of his potions, the alchemist came back to her, holding several vials in hand. He sorted through them, eventually picking one of the white-colored potions that he'd hung from his arm. She opened her mouth, but he shook his head.

"No, this one goes down here," he said, tapping the cork to her clit. "Ready?"

"Well, not the first time that a creampie has changed something."

"Really?"

"You find a lot of weird things in the ruins of ancient civilizations."

"...You're going to have a lot to tell me, too."

"Sure. Just as long as we keep it equal." She nodded. "Pour it in."

With a pop and a twist of his wrist, the dragon did just that. The potion was just warm enough for her to wonder just how fresh the ingredients were, but she didn't say anything as he worked the vial in and out of her pussy, gradually stirring it up as he poured out more and more of the slimy potion. She kept her eyes closed, breathing evenly even as the warmth started to turn into a tingle.

Here we go, she thought.

The vixen clenched her teeth as the sudden warmth spread through her groin, running through her pussy and all the way up to her womb. Her belly ached for a moment, feeling empty, but then she felt the warmth filling her up. Vicki groaned, rolling her hips against the table, curling her toes, and her nine tails flared out, stretching as far as they could reach.

"Ah...ah..."

She panted under her breath as she felt the changes starting, the first big one racking through her. Each tingle was followed by a clenching feeling, like her inner walls were pressing together. Which they were, she was sure; that part of her body was closing up, and it was doing it fast.

Bit by bit, she felt her insides becoming nothing more than tight tissue, coming together into a solid wall of flesh. She groaned, rolling her hips as she almost felt like she was pushing something out of her pussy, gasping for breath as she arched her back off the table, almost slamming her breasts back into her face.

"Fuck...fuck...I never get used to this..."

"Pretty fun to watch from here," Engy said, pulling a bucket of popcorn from the side. "Go on. Keep changing; this is hot."

"Heh...not like I have much - AH!"

She felt it, finally. Her pussy had completely closed up, the inner walls pushing together and the outer lips beginning the slow melting process to completely close up. The only thing that was left was her clit, and that was growing outwards at a ridiculous rate. The vixen huffed and puffed, groaning when she could control herself, outright moaning when she could not.

Bit by bit, her clit started pushing out, gaining an inch, then two, then three. The further it went, the more it started to take on the appearance of a cock, the shaft-like sides starting to take form, the head opening up to get a bit of a slit.

And holy fuck it was sensitive.

And I'm getting vulgar. Yep. There's the testosterone...

Vicki huffed and puffed, curling her hands into fists as her dick continued to grow out. It wasn't the first time that something like this had happened; after all, the spirits and creatures of the ancient world were often quite happy to mess with the bodies of the people that intruded on their temples, but hooooly hell, this one was affecting her more than usual. She could feel the potion working through her, changing her biology between her legs.

Bit by bit, her new cock inched across her crotch, and then up her belly. She was able to just look down between her breasts, see the shaft that she'd gotten. Not bestial, but humanoid, thick and heavy as it laid over her stomach. It hit her belly button, then went slightly past it, oozing around her stomach and over her abs.

Then, she felt the balls coming in. The fox groaned, rolling her head back as she felt the bubbling, churning sensation of the seed-makers growing, pushing out from under her new cock. She spread her legs, letting herself become a he for the moment.

The first bit of pressure coming out was fine enough. He was used to that feeling, to the strange distension and then pleasurable weight that filled the space between his legs. It was one of the fun parts of turning male, to feel all that need down there. It made all the other little teases that happened that much more fun.

However, there was something...weird going on with it.

Vicki groaned, lifting his head up to look down between his breasts. He could see his dick, could see that very clearly, but past that -

"Hey."

"Hmm?" the yellow dragon asked in the middle of eating his popcorn.

"Why are my balls still growing?"

"Oh, um, I thought you wanted big things?"

Vicki arched an eyebrow, looking down at his balls again. They were already large for a fox, nearly the size of large eggs, but they were still growing, getting to the point where they were getting squished between his thighs.

"Come on. That's just a bit much."

"...Eh, the big ball thing was getting a little old, anyway," Engy said, throwing the popcorn over his shoulder. "Let me get something to shrink that down."

"Do that, yeah."

He laid his head back, groaning softly as his cock continued to throb and his balls continued to churn. He clenched his hands into fists as he breathed evenly, forcing himself to stay calm and collected. This was no different from the spirit shifts or the artifact warps that he had encountered in who knew how many temples, or even back in the family mansion. This was just...part of life...

Vicki was still happy when Engy brought the potion he needed, though. He gulped it down in two seconds flat, coughing afterwards at the bitter-sweet taste of horrible chocolate.

"Ugh...that was a bit nasty, wasn't it?"

"It was improvised, cut me some slack."

"You didn't have one ready?"

"Well, normally, I'm not shrinking balls, am I?"

"Okay, okay, fair point."

The once-vixen let out a sigh of relief as his balls shrunk down to a more manageable size. They were still fairly sizable, but like his cock, they weren't completely overgrown. They could still be used, and more to the point, he could still walk with them.

As soon as he had recovered, he gave permission for the next few potions. Some were drunk, one was poured over his breasts, and one...well, one was rammed up his ass by a dildo injector. He didn't think that was particularly necessary, but none of them were unpleasant.

Vicki groaned as the changes wracked his body, his face creaking and cracking as the different bones shaved and grew and rearranged slightly, giving his face a subtly different look. Softer feminine lines became more angular male ones, and several bits of fur on his face got thicker to match.

Further down, his breasts pulled in, shrinking from their enormous size to something closer to a normal woman's, and then further in from that. The fat pulled in, shrinking the actual flesh and making it sag, and then the rest of the skin would pull in, as if his breasts had always been like that. Bit by bit, they drew inwards, until there was nothing left but a bit of a bulge from pec muscles.

He had to admit, the difference of actually having muscle along his chest and shoulders was a nice one. Most of the spirits preferred the little pretty-boys that were easy to fuck, but this time, he was getting a nicer, more masculine body. His arms didn't get huge, but they were definitely bigger in the biceps than they had been, and his shoulders were wider, too.

As he looked down his body, seeing his abs hardening and pushing forward a bit more obviously through his fur, he noticed something else. It wasn't something that he saw, nor something that he felt, but rather something that he smelled. He tilted his head back, flaring his nostrils, and chuckled.

"Already gave me the musk potion, did you?" he asked, his voice going a bit deeper.

"Maybe," Engy said, smiling. "How's it feel?"

"Kinda hot. What kind am I putting off?"

"Something kinda like a hypnotic heat," the dragon explained. "Definitely the kind of scent that gets people turned on and makes them want to pounce, but...how do I put this..."

"The kind that gets them eager to fuck, but really suggestible?"

"Yeah, basically."

"That works."

As the dragon finally let him up, Vicki stretched his arms over his head. It was weird to feel none of the weight from his breasts, but not necessarily a bad thing. As he swung his feet over the side of the table, he could feel some slickness under his fur, mostly under his balls, along his shaft, and over the pads of his feet. The musk was probably coming mostly from there, he supposed.

Reaching down, he ran his hands along his hips. They were still about the same size, maybe a bit bigger. His ass was soft, still, though with a bit more muscle beneath it than before. Just enough to get some attention, give him a bit more control.

Getting up, he ran one finger between his ass cheeks, rubbing along his pucker. It hadn't tightened from the transformation. A finger could slide in easily, two with some effort, and he wiggled them around inside for a moment or two to make sure that would work out at the meeting. Some of his clients decided to go for the 'extra offers' before they wanted to talk about the real point of the get-together, and he wanted to be ready.

Actually, there might be an even better way to do that.

Looking over his shoulder at the yellow dragon, Vicki smiled. Engy's eyes were already on his ass, focused on it, staring at it. He spread the cheeks with one hand, flicking his tails over his shoulder.

"Care to lube me up, big guy? I want to make sure that I'm all ready for later."

"This guy won't mind sloppy seconds?"

"Mind? He'll prefer it. Now, get over here; Draconicon usually has me on my back, but I'm interested in trying some new positions today..."

The End