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A Corporate Visit to the Kitsune

Part 3

For Vanrixie

By Draconicon

Janise didn't know what to do with her new magical tail. The fact that it was magical rather than just a very well-designed implant like the other eight was weird enough, particularly as she had gotten used to the interface between her and them. RIXANA tech was quite advanced, after all, but it still required a little bit of effort on the part of the one implanted to make it work the way that you wanted it to.

But this was different. This was as if she had had the tail all her life, as if it were normal, flesh and blood and -

Pfffff.

The little fire burned at the tip of her tail again, and she flicked it back and forth as her wife wandered around the great hall, circling the perimeter of it. The wolf was mostly back to being a wolf again, the last vestiges of her fox self - the ears and smaller paws - fading away as she watched the fire. It was almost as if that gift was helping to purify her back to her old self.

Wow...

Janise shook her head as the fire went out over the tip of her tail, bringing herself back to reality, or at least, as close to it as she could. She still didn't quite feel herself, and it was hard to act normal when she didn't feel like that.

As she pushed herself up to her feet, Aylissa muttered just loud enough to be heard.

"Gotta be somewhere around here..."

"What are you talking about, dear?" Janise asked.

"The vault."

"The one that Ms. Salith said we'd be shown later?"

"The one that Ms. Thibodeaux said had most of the real stuff inside it."

That wasn't an encouraging sign. Her wife had always been one of the most inquisitive minds inside of the RIXANA ranks, but there had always been a certain shyness that always kept her from pushing too far outside of certain specific subjects. Until now, magic had been one of them, something that she knew too little about to actually feel confident about pushing for more information.

Now that she'd been partially transformed, Janise had greater respect for its power. She glanced up at the Soul Orb, wondering if it would be possible for Aylissa to touch it, but then discarded the idea. Not only had it been put back in place, but she doubted that the vixen would entirely respect the power behind that thing. She was a little lost to her own curiosity right now.

From experience, she knew the only thing that could be done was ride it out and hope that they came through the other end better off than they entered it. She crossed her arms as Aylissa kept tapping the walls around the Great Hall.

"Do you really think it's going to be behind some secret door, dear?"

"Ms. Thibodeaux does seem the sort."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Secretive, old-style, looking to be a little dramatic."

"..."

"Come on, who lives in a mansion in the middle of a swamp without having some sort of flair for that?"

"...You have me there. The psych profile backs you up, too," she admitted, walking behind her wife. The vixen was more energetic than she'd been since the last time that they participated in a cock growth experiment back at the lab. "I don't suppose that you have more proof, though?"

"Well, there's the fact that the walls are spaced evenly behind the statues and tapestries...everywhere but here."

The vixen came to a halt between two old suits of armor. Not European style, either, but samurai armor, the latter period stuff, complete with a pair of swords on either side. The katanas were held with the points out, which seemed a little dangerous to Janise, but that wasn't the only thing that made them stand out.

No, it was the fact that Aylissa was right. The other decorations in the Great Hall were all equidistant from each other, while these statues were just a few inches further apart. Not by much, but enough to make it apparent when you really looked. It just had that odd difference to it by comparison.

Janise glanced back at the vixen, who eagerly gestured her forward. The smile on her wife's face was something that she was more familiar with than she wanted to admit. That was the sort of smile that always meant trouble, considering that it usually came before some new experiment that they were going to need to sell to Luciana. Usually one that required quite a few bits of red tape to be cut before they could get started, too, and one that usually had a lot of 'subjects' that needed to be brought in for it.

That didn't mean that it wouldn't be fun, but it did mean that Aylissa had the bit between her teeth now, and she wasn't going to let go of the idea.

Well, might as well make sure that she doesn't get hurt.

But how to tell if this was a secret door? Janise looked at the wall for a moment, then back to her tails. After a moment's hesitation, she pulled the magical one forward, holding it out and creating a small tuft of magical fox fire.

It did the trick. The wall glowed in response, then disappeared, leaving them with a hole leading into darkness. Janise chuckled.

"Looks like the psych profile was right on the money...and so were you, dear."

"I'm always right," Aylissa said with mostly-justified smugness. "Come on. Let's take a look."

"You know we could just wait, right?"

"And have her show us half of what she has?" Aylissa shook her head. "You know the profile."

Janise did, as a matter of fact. As the head of Manpower and Logistics, she had access to all kinds of background checks, personnel information, and other bits and pieces that most people didn't expect her to have. She knew more about Vicki than she imagined that the kitsune entirely knew about herself, and she knew that Aylissa wasn't entirely wrong about this, either.

Vicki's background check had turned up a person that was not just hyper-protective of her stuff, but someone that had been put through hell as a young vixen. She had gone through all kinds of problems growing up, including some family issues that were best left unstated. The power of the family vault was probably something precious enough to cause some lack of perspective, and she would bet money on the nine-tailed kitsune holding back on showing them everything.

The Janise of ten minutes ago, before she'd gotten a magical tail, would have resented that. The Janise of the moment, on the other hand, who had a little bit of experience in magic now, had started to understand the reasons to hold back on showing off everything that one might have. If the orb had given this much of a consequence just from touching it, then it was entirely fair to be a little worried about what something bigger, something older and more powerful, might do.

Nevertheless, she knew that her choices were to either restrain Aylissa or follow her, and considering the scuffle that would follow if she tried the former, she elected to go with the latter.

Besides, it could be fun.

"I'll go first, then, shall I?" Janise said.

"Please."

"Besides, that way I'm not distracted by your cute little ass."

The vixen jumped from the quick spank that followed, and Janise got the reward of that smile she loved so much. As Aylissa followed behind, the wolf picked her way down, following the steps just inside the doorway. The first few were well-lit, but as the steps turned and spiraled out of sight, they quickly left the well-lit Great Hall behind, descending further and further into the underbelly of the manor.

The darkness seemed to have a weight to it, and Janise respected that darkness by not turning on her magical tail again. When Aylissa reached for her phone to shine a light, Janise reached back and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Let's not," she said.

"Why?"

"Just a feeling."

"...Oh. Oh? Is your tail giving you -"

"Maybe."

It was something, at least, something that she didn't entirely understand, but still gave her a sense of what to and what not to do. Maybe it was part of the spirit that had changed her, a gift for being part of the family. Whatever it was, it told her that it was best not to have any light while on the stairs, and she was going to listen to that. She shook her head, making sure that Aylissa put her phone away again before they continued down the steps, making their way further and further into the underground.

Finally, the spiraling staircase came to an end, and as soon as Janise put her feet down on the bottom step, a pair of torches lit up. She jumped, and Aylissa squeaked as they looked upon the corridor waiting for them.

It looked like something out of a tomb raider movie, or one of those artifact-raiding expeditions that history books talked about. Various symbols covered clay tiles on the floor, spreading over approximately thirty feet between the bottom of the stairs and the giant stone door at the far end of the tunnel. Two more statues stood guard over the door, and despite the torches lighting the room, their eyes glowed not red, not orange, but blue. They just stared at her.

Aylissa stepped around her, looking at the tiles and smiling.

"Well, that's a choice."

"What?"

"It's just an interesting decor."

"You think that's all it is?" Janise asked.

"Well, it's Ms. Thibodeaux, so it might not be. But then again, this is old, probably something that was built well before her time. It's probably just tribute to the places that they got most of their magic artifacts from."

"...You think?" Janise asked, looking over her shoulder.

The stairwell was still impossibly dark, but the firelight of the torches illuminated it enough for her to make out little eyes and moving shapes in the darkness. They hadn't been as alone as either of them had thought.

"I think that Ms. Thibodeaux could stand to have some RIXANA security installed down here," Aylissa said, shaking her head. "I'm sure that this would frighten some of those that believe in magic the way that it's told in histories, but if it has such specific rules as she says, I can't believe that this would actually do anything to protect her vault. I am sure that we can offer her just as much advice as she plans to offer us."

The wolf slapped a hand over her eyes. Oh, she knew that tone. She knew it all too well. That was the tone that Aylissa always got when she was justifying her actions to herself. The vixen was hardly amoral or someone that would push past the general boundaries of her friends, usually, but the twin problems of Vicki not being a friend - just a fellow coworker - and Aylissa's new fixation on the magical mysteries of the house meant that she was already looking for ways to excuse breaking the rules that the kitsune had put on them. She reached out, meaning to take her wife by the shoulder -

But too late. Aylissa stepped onto the first row of tiles, and almost immediately, the air changed. The tell-tale grind of something shifting in the hallway and the tile going down was bad enough, but Janise felt something else, something new and different. Her tail glowed slightly, and she felt the same pressure that had all but crushed her in the stairwell.

"Get away from there!"

Too late, again. The vixen stumbled backwards, but was already falling. Janise lunged for her, grabbing her by the arms, only for Aylissa to feel far heavier than usual in her grip. She looked around -

And her eyes all but bulged from their sockets. Her wife's chest was expanding, and doing so at a rapid rate, inflating as if someone had stuck a helium hose under her top and started filling up balloons. Except they were a hell of a lot heavier than balloons would have been, dragging her forward, inflating the fabric until it ripped clean off, her nipples popping out and -

Splat.

Janise stared, her cheeks a bit red, but Aylissa's were far brighter as the vixen's tits started dripping. They were not just bigger, but they were clearly filled with milk. Aylissa's mouth hung open, while Janise chuckled to herself, shaking her head.

"I think that confirms that there's some security down here."

"That...this..."

"Looks like the magic is even more real than we thought."

"That's cheating."

"That's Ms. Thibodeaux."

Despite the fact that they had been somewhat bamboozled by the kitsune, Janise had to admit that she rather admired the other woman for putting something like this to work. She imagined that the maintenance down here was prohibitively expensive most of the time, thus why the rest of the house was in such bad repair. Stonework required a lot of polishing and smoothing out, and the depth down here meant that there would be great risk of moisture damage, particularly in a swamp. Vicki was probably paying out the ass to make sure that it all kept working.

And that might be something that RIXANA could help her with, provided that she was willing to accept slightly more tilted terms in ways that she could help out the company. Luciana wasn't the only one that would like a piece of that ass, and she was sure that Aylissa would be more than willing to join in for a session like that...particularly after the tittie trap that she'd walked into.

"So, how are we going to get across this?" Janise asked as she helped her much-more-endowed wife stand up. "I doubt that it's going to be easy."

"Probably...mmmph...probably not," the vixen said, shaking her head. "Ooof. How do you deal with having big breasts like this?"

"Well, it helps that I'm taller."

"And that you have doorknockers."

"Hey, don't go - ssssss!"

The wolf hissed as the vixen reached up and back, sliding a finger through one of the rectangular hoop piercings through her nipples. The soft pull that followed popped the inverted nipple out a bit, making it more sensitive for a moment before Janise covered it up.

"Tease."

"I'll make good on it later," Aylissa said, her voice distracted again. "Let me see...I think - there looks like there is a pattern here. Give me a second."

"Take as many as you need."

As Aylissa squatted down at the edge of the tiles, Janise leaned against the wall, looking down the corridor. The vault door was made of rock, as far as she could tell, and she doubted that the tail trick would work there quite as well as it had to open the corridor proper. After all, there were all kinds of kitsunes out there, and from what little she had been able to dig up about the Thibodeaux family, they'd had their rivals. Vicki would have more protection than just the acknowledgement of kitsune magic to get that door open.

The question was, what would do it? Some sort of puzzle? A lock? A combination key? There were all kinds of possibilities for these old things, and she had no idea just which one their newest employee would have preferred.

But that would wait. Aylissa nodded, standing up.

"Alright. I think I have it."

"Hit me."

"You see this symbol that looks a bit like twins?"

"The one that looks like two twigs standing beside each other?"

"Yes, the...twigs." The vixen shook her head. "As far as I can tell, we cross at the same time."

"That can't be the way that Vicki does it."

"She's got the servant with her, right? That must be how she gets across. And besides, it's the only set of tiles that go all the way from here to there."

It seemed so, but it still didn't feel right. It felt like they were missing something. Yet, Janise couldn't think of a better option, and Aylissa was already making her way to the start of the left-hand set of tiles. Either she went along with it, or she let her wife do it on her own. She sighed.

As they both stood at the start, they looked at one another. Aylissa held up three fingers, then started counting down with them. As soon as the last one dropped, they stepped forward -

MMMMMMMMM.

The deep thrum that went through the floor came from all sides, and once more, something seemed to press down on her. However, this time, it pressed down and in, and she gasped as it felt like something had just reached through her ear and into her head. Some strange, painless hook grabbed hold of her mind and pulled, and the world momentarily went dark.

When it lit up again, she was falling over.

"GAH!"

She flung her arms out, stutter-stepping forward and backwards, arms windmilling and her tails spinning. There was something wrong with that, but -

MMMMMMM.

Another hum, and another moment of going back. She opened her eyes again, and things felt better, even though she realized that she was on the verge of falling again. Aylissa stumbled on her left, and she reached out -

Another step, another hum.

MMMMMMM.

Once more, she opened her eyes, and this time, she understood. The view from further down, the way that she was carrying so much more weight in her chest, the feeling of less tails behind her, all of that should have made it more obvious. She kept herself from taking another step and shouted at the top of her lungs.

"STOP!"

Aylissa's voice burst from her throat, and she groaned, rubbing her neck. Oh, that was a strain. That was a big strain coming from her. As she coughed, she made herself look to her left. A stone wall. She looked to her right.

Standing there was...Janise. Herself. Her cream-colored fur was sweat-soaked, and her tails were all akimbo, going in all the wrong directions as someone else looked back at her. Her own face was twisted up in an expression that warred between utter terror and complete fascination with what was happening, and was one-hundred-percent Aylissa. She managed to keep herself from falling over, in something of a miracle, and the pair of them finally managed to meet each other's eyes. Vixen-Janise chuckled deep in her throat, shaking her head a few times.

"The safe route, huh?"

"Well...well, at least it's not causing any more trouble than this."

"...God, I'm tall," Vixen-Janise muttered.

"And I'm...I'm tiny. Do I really look that small from your end?"

"Kinda."

"...How do you keep from...mmph..."

"What?"

"I just...I can feel..."

"Oh. My vagina?"

Wolf-Aylissa nodded.

"Sorry, dear," Vixen-Janise said, shaking her head. The pair of them had been looking for a way to expand that for a while, to offer Aylissa the same chance to have both sexes, but so far, she had only managed to go this far. She seemed okay with it, but the wistful look in her eyes - in Janise's body's eyes - told a different sort of story.

Shaking her head, Vixen-Janise gestured at the tiles again. They still had dozens of rows of them to get through, and it was only through raw luck that they hadn't triggered any other tiles as they'd stumbled around from the disorientation as they shifted bodies again and again. She could only imagine how much more difficult that was going to get as they pushed forward.

"Any thoughts?"

"I...a few," Wolf-Aylissa said.

"Mind sharing them?"

"I think...we'll have to do this one step at a time. Always at the same time. If we stay in sync, then this should be okay."

"I'm not really sure I like 'should.'"

"I can't really promise anything better. Sorry."

"We'll make it work." Vixen-Janise nodded, trying to get used to the feeling of being in such a smaller body. It was really disorienting, particularly with the feeling of everything being further, more out of reach. She didn't even let herself think about the differences elsewhere in the body, both in what was less, and in what was downright missing from the vixen that she had.

"I think I'm ready. On three?" Wolf-Aylissa asked.

"On three."

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three."

MMMMMMMMM.

They changed again, and it was almost a relief and almost a disappointment to be back in her normal body. She groaned, feeling the raw relief of not having her breasts dragging her off her feet, but at the same time, there had been something...oddly fun about being in her wife's body for a few seconds. It was different, exotic, even if she wasn't entirely comfortable in someone so much smaller than her own body. It just felt like it was missing a little too much in comparison.

"Whoa-whoa-"

Aylissa whipped her head around, saw that the vixen was about to fall. No, not fall. Jump. She leaped at the same time, and they miraculously came down on the tiles at the same time again.

MMMMMMMMM.

She opened her eyes as the vixen, curling her toes and squeezing at the tiles tightly to keep from falling over at the chest weight. Despite that, she could already hear that there was a problem on the other side of the hall. Probably because she had jumped, probably had landed a bit off, maybe touching another tile rather than landing perfectly. She slowly turned her head -

And saw that her ass had just pumped out. Big time. Her eyes widened as she saw her own rump pushing out, lifting her tails up, making fat cheeks that bounced just from the wolf body straining to stay on its feet. Her ass almost doubled in size, popping out and thickening up, looking like some fertility goddess rather than some natural wolf booty. Her mouth hung open.

"...I better be able to reverse that," Vixen-Janise said.

"Reverse...what?" Wolf-Aylissa asked.

"Never mind. Another step. One..."

"Two..."

"Three."

MMMMMMMMM.

Another swap brought them to the middle of the corridor, leaving them panting and shaking. She could feel the weight in her ass now, and it unbalanced her nearly as much as Aylissa's breasts did. Gritting her teeth, she kept herself upright with the barest of efforts.

"Oh, this is getting ridiculous," Aylissa muttered.

"You're telling me."

"But...but we're close. We're close."

Another note of refusing to surrender, another reminder that they were committed to this. Janise shook her head, letting Aylissa count down to the next step.

They reached the far side with...relatively few changes beyond that. Sure, Aylissa had been given a miniature stallion's shaft, as well as body paint that ran all over her body and left her looking like some sacrifice to a lust spirit of ancient times, and sure, Janise had been given bigger balls that were so full that the skin looked pulled tight and her cock dribbled more than the vixen's breasts, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Not nearly as bad, considering how many tiles there had been that could have been activated in the process.

Of course, there was one downside, and it was the fact that, due to the various hops, skips, and jumps that they'd done, they'd ended up slightly out of sync. They were still body-swapped, with Janise stuck as a vixen, and Aylissa stuck as a wolf. They both panted for breath, struggling to control the urges of their new body, but they had made it to the far side.

Now, they just had to get through the vault door, and despite her own misgivings, Janise admitted that it was the only thing that they could do. Vicki would be pissed off that they snuck off and didn't wait for her, anyway, so they might as well get something out of it instead of faltering at the finish line. She stepped forward slowly, all too aware of her sensitive shaft, her hanging breasts, the weird feeling of erotic pressure from the various lines crisscrossing her body. She ignored them and rested one hand on the stone door, looking it over for any sort of clues.

There were none. It was plain stone, and there was nothing to indicate how it opened, even up close. She looked up and sideways.

"Aylissa?"

"I'm looking, I'm looking."

Vixen-Janise looked at the statues. Those glowing blue eyes had followed them across the room, and even now seemed turned to face them. She gritted her teeth, stepping back a pace.

"Look faster. I don't think that they're going to be harmless forever."

"If they didn't stop us getting this far, I think we'll be okay," Wolf-Aylissa said, already lost in trying to decipher the stone door. "But it shouldn't take long. It's old Akkadian, so it should be-"

Whatever it should have been went undisclosed, because the moment she touched it, the statues sprang to life. One grabbed the wolf, and the other grabbed her, pulling them away from the door and holding them tight by the waist. Their arms were free, but even with Aylissa swinging the wolf's arms around as hard as she could, there was no breaking free of the stone bodies.

Or...

Or the stone cocks under them.

Vixen-Janise didn't normally blush at sex, but having magical statue guards that suddenly seemed to have penises - and big ones, for that matter - was enough to get her cheeks burning. She could feel them emerging, sliding forward, already rigid as could be. They were like stone dildos, but not as painfully stiff as one might have expected from a mere statue. They were well-maintained, as small a mercy as that was.

She didn't have a chance to utter a word of complaint, nor did she have the opportunity to struggle. The statues shredded their clothes to bits, leaving what little they had left in rags on the floor. In synchronized movements, the statues forced her legs apart, as well as Wolf-Aylissa's, and then -

"AH!"

"NNNGH!"

They gasped and moaned together as they were suddenly penetrated, the feeling of the thick stone shafts pressing between their cheeks more than either of them were ready for. Anal. It had to be anal, but it wasn't...bad, just intense.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Vixen-Janise had it worse, she thought. She was smaller, and despite the fact that she and Aylissa fucked daily, she was hardly loose back there. She panted as she took the stone shaft again and again, feeling it finding the vixen's old prostate, the horse cock between her legs bouncing, twitching, spitting pre-cum against the floor.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her usual body getting fucked just as hard as the vixen's was. They were both getting rutted good and hard, bounced and fucked and spitted on the cocks so deep inside. The wolf's cheeks were rippling, bouncing, jiggling every time that the thick stone cock slammed in, and she could see Wolf-Aylissa moaning, her tongue hanging out, taking it but not taking it easily. Her cock was rock hard, almost reaching her breasts, too.

She was bent forward, hanging off the stone shaft, her arms pulled behind her back for one thrust after another. In, out, in, out, each time making her cheeks clap, each time making her cock swing up against her belly and leave another pre-cum stain where it touched. She bounced, she bobbed, she almost fell to the floor more than once, but the powerful stone statue kept pulling her back, forcing her to take that cock again, and again, and again, each time making her gasp for air.

It was a relentless thing that put the fucking machines back at RIXANA to shame, and despite the situation, some part of her made a note to ask Vicki how it worked, and how they could imitate it.

In, out, in, out, each time making her gasp for breath again, her breasts shaking, splatting her and the ground with milk even as her cock throbbed and spat pre-cum. She struggled to find the air to keep conscious, let alone to fight back, and she could hear Wolf-Aylissa moaning to the heavens as the fucking got worse. They were getting closer and closer to climax, and as they did -

"NNNNGH!"

The wolf body went over the edge, and barely seconds later, so did the vixen. They both moaned and they both screamed as the stone statues kept fucking them, rutting them too hard for them to speak through, and their cheeks kept clapping as they kept cumming.

By the time they were done, Vixen-Janise had managed to coat her breasts in so much cum that they looked white from the underside, and Wolf-Aylissa had done so much to smear her body in cum that she looked like a slime monster, her nipples poking out rather than being inverted like usual. They were both a mess.

The statues started to lower them to the floor, and for a half-second, Vixen-Janise believed that this might have been the key to let them into the vault.

No such luck. As soon as they were lowered from the stone cocks, panels opened above them, holes that led right to the surface. The two RIXANA executives had a half-second to realize what was about to happen before the stone statues flung them up, unnatural muscles sending them flying up a chute faster than the spring boards that they'd used at home.

They screamed all the way up, even after breaking through to the surface. They kept screaming on the way down, and only stopped when they landed in a series of hedges. The plants rustled all around them, and Janise knew that they were in trouble.

The End

Summary: Janise gets dragged along as Aylissa feels the need to explore and poke and prod around.

Tags: H/golem, Intersex/golem, Body Swapping, Breast Growth, Ass Growth, Series, Magic, Intruders, Obsessed, Vixen, Wolf, Cum, Orgasm, Anal,