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gray fox, non-binary


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"Shoo! Shoo!" They exclaim, pitch rising with frustration as they brandish a bottle of Goo Gone with a spray nozzle at the group of playful little creatures. "No more genders this week! We can play another time okay?"

The group settles down and one sighs much like a disappointed dog, with a soft whine and a bit of a slump.

"Oh don't pout at me like that. It's only for a few days. I have important business in town and I can't just be shape shifting willy-nilly in public."

Pout the little creatures do, retreating to a window and being terribly fussy the whole way.

They sigh back, turning. "I'm sorry okay, but you know how it is. If you-" whoop! They trip, mid turn, over the one creature that has been circling unseen around their ankles. He growls and sits up, taking the little creature in his hands and walking it to the window as a two-day stubble grows in on his face. "Definitely not this one either. Sorry little guy, but if I get dragged into another sports bar at the conference this year I'm gonna scream." He sprays his goopy spots with a bit of Goo-Gone and washes up, drying their hands with a towel and going to the other room to pack.

The little crowd of gooey creatures eventually retreats outside into the faerie sanctuary that is the back yard. A few head for the back entrance to the "play room" that is the nearby magical loot dungeon, in search of unwitting adventurers new friends.

The resident of the home waits for them to all depart, pushing a cleaning spell through the place and closing the windows. They step, nude, into the living room and reach out to the single remaining, familiar gooey creature about the size of a fat adult raccoon which lounges upon their dining table. "Aniss, dear~ Join me for a few days? Our friends would love to see their favorite witch at the conference."

They reach down and gently stroke the creature which rises, languid and catlike into their caress and gently vibrates. It leaves a handful of slime on their palm, which begins spreading while the remainder of the creature hops down to the floor and twines around their feet before unshaping itself and gliding up their legs. A thin coating quickly covers their body as thirty-five pounds of goo adds its mass to theirs. She sucks in a breath as her breasts fill out and her hips shift. A squeak and she rises onto her toes, her skin pricking up in bumps all over as her body is rearranged and genitalia crafted. She pauses, shuddering once when it slides inside and rounds her belly out snugly before settling into comfy love handles and softness abound.

A moment taken to stroke her own sides and settle herself, flexing her fingers under her breasts before reaching up to smooth back her hair that now cascades down her shoulders in rowdy, dark rusty copper curls. She can feel its thoughts gently join hers, twining comfortably together as they become one for a while. She hugs herself gently and smiles, humming. "Mmm, thank you love. You tempt me so well to stay together."

It gently suggests the same, expressing its contentment in being joined with her. She will consider the option. It is her favorite symbiote after all, and she does so enjoy their quiet evenings together. For now, a few good outfits for the conference, and something flashy for dancing. A weekend out, just the two of them.


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