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[T] At Tail's End(Girls to Various TFs)In the outskirts of a modest rural town, there lay a secluded field far from any unwanted observers. It was extensive, flat, and green as far as the eye could see; a perfect zone for anything to happen.Which naturally included duels of magical proportions.On one side of the field, emerging from a portal made of reddish-pink light, was a woman almost entirely dressed in red. Sporting a fashionable witch’s hat and leotard combo– both of which featured her signature crimson– her general vibe was that of a proud and powerful witch. Black tights showing off her ample thighs, a window on her chest to give a glimpse of her bountiful bosom, she virtually radiated magical prowess. Red sleeves disconnected from her form-fitting suit dangled freely as she brought her hand up to her face, adjusting her glasses so that her brown eyes could better survey the flat landscape. Smirking to herself, she performed a few stretches, before waving her hands over her body. A pair of pointy, fox-like ears sprouted from her head, emerging through preplanned holes in her hat. Behind her, a remarkably fluffy kitsune tail poofed into existence, swaying from side to side as it reveled in the natural breeze. Both of her animalistic features bore the same soft brown as her short hair, ultimately tying together her smug witchsune getup.Directly opposite, on the other side of the field, a shroud of dark mist swiftly swirled into existence, before dissipating to reveal yet another foxy lady. Unlike her brunette opponent, her hair was longer, fluffier, and a slightly faded blue with white tips. Furthermore, her skin was modestly tanned, at least compared to the witchsune’s fairer complexion. Her outfit was far simpler, merely being an all-black dress with long sleeves. It ended halfway down her thighs, though it had a much larger boob window. Just above her cleavage was a gold buckle, meant for actually opening her dress should she decide to take it off. Her hair, as floofy and free-flowing as it was, had been straightened at the front, allowing it to drape down over her right eye. As a result, her lone green eye was the only one visible, thanks in large part to the singular gold clip holding back the other half of her bangs. Up above, though she wore no headgear, her kitsune ears were more than large enough to suffice, with them being remarkably fluffy and angle to the sides in a relaxed manner. She too bore an incredibly smug aura, though hers was less tainted with pride and more so with dominance.“At last, the day of our long-awaited duel is here, Kalia!” The red-clad lady shouted, placing her hands on her hips. “Are you ready to see who the superior kitsune is~?”“Depends, are you prepared to learn the harsh truth, Morgan~?” Kalia, the blue-haired woman retorted, maintaining a sense of playful smugness in her tone. “But do not worry, I will be sure to treat you with utmost care when you inevitably become a part of me~”A brief flash of red crossed the witchsune’s face, before she huffed and extended a hand. With her palm facing outward, a glowing magical hex gleamed into existence. Bearing various runes, charms, and little images of fox ears, it shone with a radiant scarlet, before stuttering around Morgan like countless bolts of lighting. In a flash, she had seemingly vanished.Arms still crossed, Kalia waited expectantly, keeping her cool despite not knowing when her opponent would strike. The breeze slowly died down, the various songbirds went quiet, and everything went still…POOF!Mere inches from the blue-kitsune’s face, Morgan appeared!“Kon~”Forming a fox-like hand puppet, the brunette used her hand to peck Kalia’s exposed bosom, landing a soft yet magical touch directly on her rival’s body. Immediately after, she leaped a few feet back, before crossing her arms and chuckling to herself.“How could I possibly be a part of you if you’re too busy providing wrist support~?”A tingling sensation ran through Kalia’s breasts and down her spine, making her tail stand on end. Expression shifting from stoic to surprised, she barely had time to glance down at herself before the transformation quickly consumed her.Her legs were borderline sucked into her body, while her arms were forcibly melded into her sides. The entirety of her lower body condensed in on itself, leaving only her chest and head visible. Then, like getting sandwiched between two invisible, flat panes: Splat! Kalia was flattened! Her head was forced to stare directly forward, with a newfound gray background forming a small circle around her.The only other part of her– that being her boobs– was surprisingly untouched. In fact, they seemed to actually have been enhanced! Swollen to at least double their normal size, Kalia’s breasts bounced a few times while she was suspended in the air, her expression shifting to a blushing form of “excitement.”Naturally, the moment she made that face, her form seemed to freeze in place. The expression became locked in, her body no longer animate or showing any signs of life. The fleshy texture of her skin seemed to fade, instead being replaced by that of some sort of cushion-like material. Her bosom still held onto its new size, but the jiggles ceased in favor of them becoming more like idle cushions.Concluding the abrupt transformation, Kalia’s entire form swiftly shrunk down to the size of a dinner plate. Fortunately, she was caught mid-air, so she would not be damaged or dirtied by the ground. Now, the witchsune held her opponent in her hands, grinning smugly as she admired how the new boob-centric mousepad turned out.“Off to a great start, hmm~?” She cooed, grabbing one of the silicone breasts and squishing it acutely. Though it was just as soft and malleable as the real thing, the material was vastly different. It was akin to groping a cushion made of memory foam, opposed to a jiggling mass of milk. Though this made perfect sense, given the function of such a mousepad. “I could squeeze these aaaaall day, and still enjoy every second of it. Though, I’m sure you’re enjoying this more than me~”Sure enough, while the mousepad could not speak nor change its expression, a noticeable blush began to form on its printed-on face. A very, very slight amount of wiggling could be felt from the flattened piece of merch, which prompted Morgan to cop another feel. The moderate redness spread to the mousepad’s entire, unmoving face in an instant, now with a minute amount of warmth accompanying it.Internally, Kalia was experiencing a duality of emotions. For starters, she was utterly shocked and humiliated at her swift defeat! In all of her years as a mistress of transformation, never had she been bested so quickly. Part of her was distraught by this, though another part was… Excited? She dared not admit it, but part of her wanted to keep being used like this. Not only was Morgan’s relentless series of lewd attacks actually quite pleasurable, but now she was feeling rather determined. Defeat had given her the drive to do better, to whip out her A-game and bounce back.Her witchy opponent was now due for some payback.Morgan poked, prodded, and played with the busty effigy of her rival, and after several minutes had passed, black smoke began to seep out of the mousepad. Instinctively, she tossed it aside, taking a few steps back in the process. Once the cloud dissipated, Kalia was back to her usual shape and size. While her face maintained an image of superiority, the blush adorning it said otherwise.“Seems like you were able to cast a counterspell like that… Impressive.” The brunette swished her tail eagerly. “You’ve improved both your magical skills and your mental fortitude~”“Kitsune do get stronger and wiser with age, after all~” The blue-haired fox replied, similarly swishing her own tail, though with more elegance and grace. “Though, given the fact you were not born as one, that would explain a lot~”Pouting at that last comment, Morgan got to work in preparing her next hex. However, in her fuming rush, she was completely caught off-guard as Kalia seemed to manifest right before her very eyes. Panicked, the witchsune stumbled backward, though her opponent was nice enough to catch her by the boob window before she fell.Naturally, Morgan was pulled back onto her feet, though Kalia did not loosen her grasp. Instead, the black-wearing kitsune used her other hand to lift her dress, exposing her bare tummy beneath. In a single, swift motion, she tugged Morgan closer to herself as she summoned forth a purplish-black form of magic, aiming both right beneath the naval.From Morgan’s perspective, it felt as if she had just fallen into an endless sea of warm water. The flesh she had collided with seemed to welcome her, absorbing her without even a shred of resistance. She flailed her limbs, trying to swim her way out, but that proved to be entirely ineffective. Her body was growing stiff, refusing to obey her commands as she was forced into an unnatural position.Both Morgan’s arms and legs dwindled into mere spindles, while her torso lost all forms of definition. She could feel herself being actively simplified, with only her “most important” features being preserved. It was as if all coloring was draining from her, leaving only the outline of her face, breasts, crotch, and tail. All of her other features, namely her hat and ears, were reduced to the simplest shapes possible.Her physical form had been completely and utterly flattened against Kalia’s own, interlocked with the warm skin itself as she was rendered immobile. The circles that were her boobs expanded, the lines representing her sex and tail flaring out, and the simplified decal of her face remaining frozen in a lustful ahegao.“Fuhuhu~ As expected of the magnificent Crimson Witch~” Kalia cooed from above, running a hand over the two-dimensional decal lady. “You’re already burning with desire, hmm~?”Even without any form of external stimulation, the new womb tattoo was already experiencing a newfound heat that came with its position. Morgan was easily able to combat such feelings, she could usually keep her emotions in check. However, the moment that graceful touch ran over her… She went alight with delight.Obviously she was still somewhat upset by her sudden transformation, but that anger and annoyance was being channeled back into a more pleasurable fire burning inside her. Being so close to her rival’s nether regions meant that she was sharing the appropriate sensations… Only heightened to a larger degree.Grinning to herself, Kalia simply ran her fingers back and forth over the helpless tattoo, watching as her soft skin grew slightly more red underneath the black ink. This continued for no more than five minutes, with the glorified pattern doing its best to fight back against the unprecedented– but not unwelcome– barrage of caresses. Though, the pink sparkles of magic finally signaled Morgan's defiance, and before long she was able to sprout forth from her containment and return to three-dimensionality.“Using such underhanded tricks… H-How dare you! The witchsune panted, falling onto all fours as she exited from her rival’s naval. Taking a moment to recover, she hauled herself back onto her feet before turning to face the other fox. “To think you would exploit my- Ahem Anyway… It appears as though there are no limits to this match!”“Indeed~” The cool and collected woman cooed. “After all, I am fighting to assert my dominance… And to remind you of your place~”“Hmph!” Morgan huffed, her ears flickering with anticipation. Mostly regaining her composure, she stretched her fingers and formed a ball of reddish-pink sparkles in her palm. “If this is the kind of duel you want, then I won’t hold back either!”The sphere was flung forward at a remarkable speed, leaving Kalia no time to react. As a result, she was once again struck with the witch’s dazzling ability. At once her body began to shift and flatten, growing thinner and more two-dimensional. It was quite similar to the tattoo-ification she herself had inscribed up Morgan, though instead she was now hovering in the air.Arms and legs withered into flappy strands, curling behind Kalia and connecting together to form a solid back. Due to the way her arms were connected, it appeared as if she now had three holes in her body; one large one at the top, and two smaller ones at her side. Her torso arced backward, with her head flattening into her shoulders and becoming level with her limbs-turned-waistband.All of her body mass had been completely stripped from her, with her skin becoming more akin to the dress she was wearing: soft and fabric-like. In fact, if one were to look close enough, they could count the individual threads now composing Kalia’s form. Her face became little more than an ambient design at her front, locking in her lone green eye and blushing expression as nothing more than woven-in details.Wrapping up her condensing transformation, her modest blue kitsune ears and floofy tail were preserved as fixtures on her new undergarment body. Though they, like her form as a whole, had shrunken accordingly.With her magical grasp still on her target, Morgan levitated the article of clothing that was Kalia closer to her, halting to give a brief inspection. “Good, you kept all of the important features~” She teased, before hovering the panties closer to the ground. Utilizing her magic, she lowered her tights without the use of physical touch, letting her bare legs feel the cool breeze for a brief moment. Then, raising one leg after the other, she brought the Kalia-panties to their proper location, before giving them a firm tug– Both with, then without her magic. Her tail wagged at the sensation of new panties snugly hugging her lower region, and she could not help but giggle. “Perfect~ Hehehe, a perfect fit you are~”While Morgan twirled pantless in the meadow, her blue-and-black panties were busy dealing with it’s– Her wearer’s ample features. Though the brunette kitsune was moderately equipped upstairs, she more than made up for it with the ample junk in her trunk. Every step she took, every hop she jumped, every minute movement she made, it was reciprocated tenfold by her posterior. The panties adorning her butt were “perfect” by her standards, meaning they had a slight amount of snugness to them. As a result, the jiggly cheeks were only barely contained.With the underwear already starting to ride up the deeply dividing crack.…Yet, even in spite of these “hostile” working conditions, the soft and pastel-like red area that was glowing on the panties’ front (face) seemed to point toward a different reaction. Sure enough, the internal feelings of the kitsune-panties were a lot more… Welcoming. So much so, that her own tail was wagging in tandem with her wearer’s…“Well well well, seems the butt-hugger is enjoying herself, hmm~?”Prancing through the field of green, Morgan made sure to be extra exaggerated with every one of her steps; flaring out her hips a little more, stepping harder against the ground, and naturally reaching back to pluck her panties from her crack– Only for them to sink right back in moments later. It was a darling little dance she did, and she reveled in each and every moment– Especially the ones where she could distinctly feel her panties warming up on their own.And when the two tails collided while wagging.Though, after a decent amount of time, the wearable kitsune-garment began to wriggle and squirm in place. The familiar cloud of dark smoke surrounded it, and Morgan whisked it– Her off of her bum in order to avoid any collision. With a thump, Kalia landed on the ground, restored to her humanoid form once more. Though, she spent some time kneeling down, primarily to hide her beet-red face and put her smug attitude back on display.“A brash maneuver, unleashing that form so swiftly into our duel…” Kalia spoke slightly slower, though still with her expected mannerisms. Though her slightly flushed cheeks were an obvious sign of her own inner turmoil, she moved past that as best she could. “Even so, I respect your tenacity. Perhaps I ought to repay you for that~”In a distorted flash, Kalia seemed to vanish entirely from view. Steadfast, Morgan stood her ground as she shifted from panty-enjoying mode to serious mode. Eyes surveyed the lush landscape once more, though they sighted nothing resembling the sneaky fox. She looked in every direction around her… Except for up.Slam!Crashing upon the brunette from above, Kalia was like a meteor as she descended. Her tanned rear faced downward as it collided directly with Morgan’s face, sending the latter’s hat flying. Immediately, both ladies made contact with the ground, and while it was a rather high-speed impact, neither seemed to have suffered any injuries. That being said, the one clad in red seemed to be experiencing some difficulty in maintaining her form.With her face buried in her opponent’s bum, only the top of Morgan’s head and ears were visible as she struggled feistily against the overwhelming weight pinning her down. However, the longer she stayed between those cheeks, the less of a fight she put up. Unbeknownst to Morgan, her body was melting and retreating upward, folding in on itself as her limbs grew dormant and nonexistent. Before long, only her shoulders and head remained, though their absorption was just as swift and seamless as the rest.Snickering to herself, the blue-haired kitsune pulled herself back onto her feet and performed a long and drawn-out stretch. Making sure to flex out like a cat, she dramatically flared out her butt, which now had a lot more mass and a lot more jiggle.Straightening out her back, her new assfat bounced in kind, taking a few seconds to cease even after she had been standing still. Naturally, Kalia reached back in order to survey the size increase, as well as give one of the cheeks a hearty grope. Her fingers dug in deeply, sinking in as if they had been submerged in a huge pillow. A pang of pleasure instantly shot up her spine, prompting her to plunge her other hand into the other cheek as well.The ass in question– that being Morgan condensed into enormous twin globes– was greeted by a massage of unearthly proportions. With her entirely being currently converted into overflowing, jiggling fat, that meant every sensation she was subjected to was amplified tenfold. To say the hands gripping into her felt nice would be a drastic understatement.Internally, she unleashed a shameless moan upon being groped for the first time, which would have been deafening if not for her current form. If she still possessed hands, she would have hurriedly covered her mouth with them, humiliated by her lack of self-control. However, as the fingers of her rival dug deeper, so too did the pleasure grow stronger.“Mmm~ And you dared to say I was the butt-focused one? You fill me out so nicely, bootyfat~” Wiggling her rear, Kalia twirled in place a few times, stopping abruptly to see how much her backside would ripple. “It is a good thing I do not wear pants, lest they be shredded by your sheer circumference~”Still not satisfied, the pantless kitsune took slow but purposeful steps, ensuring that even her slightest of movements produced the biggest of jiggles. The sentient mounds of fat were hedonistically assaulted by waves of mind-melting pleasure. It would take an absurd amount of mental willpower to withstand and fight against such devastating attacks, but fortunately Morgan was able to summon up just that… After existing as a gloriously huge rump for a little over ten minutes.A fair-skinned hand burst out from one of Kalia’s tanned cheeks, then another from the opposing one. Like crawling out of a sea of water, Morgan hauled herself from her captor’s rear, collapsing onto the ground as a sweaty, yet pleased mess. Remaining still for just a moment, she had to quickly summon forth some adrenaline in order to evade yet another booty slam from Kalia.“What a devastating attack… I never thought of you for one of such… Lewd intentions.” Morgan staggered, back on her feet but visibly rattled by the echoes of decadence. Despite her less-than-savory appearance– and lack of a hat– She still stood firm as she cast out her hand, pointing with a single finger. “If those are your true intentions, then allow me to indulge you~”Still somewhat recovering from her own self-inflicted enjoyment, Kalia was a second too late in avoiding the dazzling beam of reddish-pink electricity that shot from Morgan’s fingertip. Upon striking her, she was quickly and precisely compressed into a longer, more cylindrical form. Arms melded into her sides, while her legs widened and fused into a circular base. Her features stayed largely the same, though now they appeared flattened and smooth, the most notable being her tail and ears now flush against her. The dome-like appearance of her head seemed to cap off the transformation, with the overall shrinking of her new, inanimate body acting as the icing on top.Levitating her prize over to her grasp once more, the brown-haired kitsune dropped any sense of foreplay and simply grinned at the thing in her hand. She had used a majority of her remaining mana in that spell, and fully intended for it to be the winning shot of this prolonged duel. Thus, as a means of declaring her self-proclaimed “victory,” she sat down and slowly peeled away her tights……And spread her legs in preparation for the new dildo.-The victory celebration lasted… A lot longer than was initially planned. With no sign of civilization for miles, the brunette kitsune was free to be as loud as she wanted, as well as truly taking her time until she was satisfied.In and out, experienced hands working a different kind of magic as her speed increased over time. Clearly she was no stranger in wielding such a “weapon,” and as such her private session went on for well over an hour. Though, as all good things do, it eventually came to an end as Morgan laid panting on the grassy plain, one hand clutching the slimy cylinder.Still certain of her climactic victory, she allowed herself some time to recover and relax; both “fights” had done a number on her after all, though in different ways. Either way, she was exhausted, and simply let the fresh, outside air wash over her… Releasing her grasp as she indulged in nature’s cool embrace.Naturally, this provided the used dildo the perfect time to strike.Despite her apparent crippling defeat, the slippery inanimate object managed to wiggle and shake in place, before finally blossoming back into her original, less plastic-y form. Wasting no time– and giving her opponent no time to react or counter– Kalia quickly cast forth a shroud of purple and black, immobilizing the crimson witch in an instant.Now back at attention, Morgan’s heart raced as she realized she had been duped! The fight had not concluded like she had thought, and now a mixture of anger, fear, and general stimulation was coursing through her. Only able to vaguely struggle against this powerful force, she was forced to watch as Kalia…Turned around again.“Y-You hedonistic witch… Does your self-centered lust know no bounds?” Gazing backward, in spite of her harsh words, the blue-haired kitsune wore a sly grin on her face. Given she had just bounced back from certain defeat, one would assume that her dominating demeanor was back in full swing in order to enact vengeance… At least until noticing the highly prominent blush slapped all over her face. “I suppose as your rival, it is up to me to correct your indulgent behavior~”The tanned rear of the squatting fox descended lower and lower, however it never made contact with Morgan’s frozen self. Instead, the fluffy blue tail resumed in its place, moving downward and brushing intimately against the brunette’s face. It tickled as it lightly stroked her, moving up and down in a rhythmic and soothing fashion. For some reason, she was beginning to feel lightheaded…Up… And Down… Up, down… It was almost hypnotic how the foxy tail caressed its victim, taking advantage of her fatigued state and lulling her into a sense of warmth. Not only that, but the warmer Morgan got, the more tingly and numb her body became. It was as if her limbs had turned into jelly– No, turned into something warmer, fluffier, something akin to the cushioning in a pillow.With the numbness undoubtedly leading to the loss of her humanoid form, the moment she lost any sensations in her limbs did not surprise her much, especially since she was busy being buried face-first in floof. The feeling spread rapidly all over her, concentrated mainly on her face yet ironically leaving it the last to be truly affected. She wanted to say something, to cry out as she was being smothered… But she could not decide if such a cry would be out of resentful anger or pleasurable acceptance.Thus, Morgan said nothing as the last remnants of her fleshy body were absorbed and converted into something simple, yet extraordinarily better, leaving her clothing and glasses behind.“Mmm, there you go~” Kalia cooed, standing straight up as she wagged her tail back and forth in an exaggerated manner. “I recall a few of our past feuds had to do with who had the superior floof, with a definitive answer never being reached…”Though she still retained her normal, blue hair on her head and ears, the same could not be said for her tail. While it was still blue at the root and near the tailbone, the entire rest of the fluffy mass was now Morgan’s signature brown, complete with a white tip to match. The size and fluffiness of the new tail was at least triple what it formerly was, a fact that it recognized well.“I am pleased to see you have donated yourself to a far greater cause~”Internally, the Morgan-tail was drifting away into a soft, tender, all-encompassing embrace. Her body had transcended anything she was accustomed to, yet that only served to enhance the already welcoming experience. As nothing but a sentient spear of softness and serenity, all she had to do was look irresistible and be swished accordingly– The latter of which felt like a graceful and elegant body-wide massage for her.Ceasing her tail’s movement, Kalia could not help but reach back and run her hand through the thick and deep fluff. Brushing the floof gingerly with her fingers, she made sure to delicately dote on every inch she possibly could. At the furthest, almost her entire forearm was engulfed by it, yet stroking it simultaneously made her and the new body part feel absolutely at peace.It was a tender moment, one which lastedSaying nothing as she concluded, Kalia simply hummed lightly to herself as she eagerly wagged her tail– Or did the tail wag itself. Either way, all parties involved were satisfied as she prepared to leave. Opening a dark, misty portal, she took one last look at the plain battlefield that had just recently housed her and her rival, eventually spotting the crimson witch’s clothing still strewn about on the ground. Utilizing magic of her own, she hovered it over toward herself, performing an instant-change spell in order to don the wardrobe of her tail’d compatriot.“Hmm, perhaps red may be my color? Though this suit is rather tight around the curves…” Kalia spoke aloud to herself, tugging at the red leotard hugging her frame. “Though this hat and these glasses are simply too cute, no wonder Morgan– Or rather, my tail so proudly wore them at every turn~”Spinning around to inspect herself, she smiled warmly as she watched her brown tail growing ever-so-slightly more blue as time passed.“Now then, I suppose it is time for me to return to my usual business… Just remember tail, whenever you wish to return to your humanoid form, all you have to do is say so~”As Kalia stepped into the magical portal, her sentient tail waved happily, as if looking forward to whatever happened next.,

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Art trade with the wonderfull MorgyPieTFs !!

go see the storry about the duel between kalia and her kitsune~ !

[T] At Tail's End(Girls to Various TFs)In the outskirts of a modest rural town, there lay a secluded field far from any unwanted observers. It was extensive, flat, and green as far as the eye could see; a perfect zone for anything to happen.Which naturally included duels of magical proportions.On one side of the field, emerging from a portal made of reddish-pink light, was a woman almost entirely dressed in red. Sporting a fashionable witch’s hat and leotard combo– both of which featured her signature crimson– her general vibe was that of a proud and powerful witch. Black tights showing off her ample thighs, a window on her chest to give a glimpse of her bountiful bosom, she virtually radiated magical prowess. Red sleeves disconnected from her form-fitting suit dangled freely as she brought her hand up to her face, adjusting her glasses so that her brown eyes could better survey the flat landscape. Smirking to herself, she performed a few stretches, before waving her hands over her body. A pair of pointy, fox-like ears sprouted from her head, emerging through preplanned holes in her hat. Behind her, a remarkably fluffy kitsune tail poofed into existence, swaying from side to side as it reveled in the natural breeze. Both of her animalistic features bore the same soft brown as her short hair, ultimately tying together her smug witchsune getup.Directly opposite, on the other side of the field, a shroud of dark mist swiftly swirled into existence, before dissipating to reveal yet another foxy lady. Unlike her brunette opponent, her hair was longer, fluffier, and a slightly faded blue with white tips. Furthermore, her skin was modestly tanned, at least compared to the witchsune’s fairer complexion. Her outfit was far simpler, merely being an all-black dress with long sleeves. It ended halfway down her thighs, though it had a much larger boob window. Just above her cleavage was a gold buckle, meant for actually opening her dress should she decide to take it off. Her hair, as floofy and free-flowing as it was, had been straightened at the front, allowing it to drape down over her right eye. As a result, her lone green eye was the only one visible, thanks in large part to the singular gold clip holding back the other half of her bangs. Up above, though she wore no headgear, her kitsune ears were more than large enough to suffice, with them being remarkably fluffy and angle to the sides in a relaxed manner. She too bore an incredibly smug aura, though hers was less tainted with pride and more so with dominance.“At last, the day of our long-awaited duel is here, Kalia!” The red-clad lady shouted, placing her hands on her hips. “Are you ready to see who the superior kitsune is~?”“Depends, are you prepared to learn the harsh truth, Morgan~?” Kalia, the blue-haired woman retorted, maintaining a sense of playful smugness in her tone. “But do not worry, I will be sure to treat you with utmost care when you inevitably become a part of me~”A brief flash of red crossed the witchsune’s face, before she huffed and extended a hand. With her palm facing outward, a glowing magical hex gleamed into existence. Bearing various runes, charms, and little images of fox ears, it shone with a radiant scarlet, before stuttering around Morgan like countless bolts of lighting. In a flash, she had seemingly vanished.Arms still crossed, Kalia waited expectantly, keeping her cool despite not knowing when her opponent would strike. The breeze slowly died down, the various songbirds went quiet, and everything went still…POOF!Mere inches from the blue-kitsune’s face, Morgan appeared!“Kon~”Forming a fox-like hand puppet, the brunette used her hand to peck Kalia’s exposed bosom, landing a soft yet magical touch directly on her rival’s body. Immediately after, she leaped a few feet back, before crossing her arms and chuckling to herself.“How could I possibly be a part of you if you’re too busy providing wrist support~?”A tingling sensation ran through Kalia’s breasts and down her spine, making her tail stand on end. Expression shifting from stoic to surprised, she barely had time to glance down at herself before the transformation quickly consumed her.Her legs were borderline sucked into her body, while her arms were forcibly melded into her sides. The entirety of her lower body condensed in on itself, leaving only her chest and head visible. Then, like getting sandwiched between two invisible, flat panes: Splat! Kalia was flattened! Her head was forced to stare directly forward, with a newfound gray background forming a small circle around her.The only other part of her– that being her boobs– was surprisingly untouched. In fact, they seemed to actually have been enhanced! Swollen to at least double their normal size, Kalia’s breasts bounced a few times while she was suspended in the air, her expression shifting to a blushing form of “excitement.”Naturally, the moment she made that face, her form seemed to freeze in place. The expression became locked in, her body no longer animate or showing any signs of life. The fleshy texture of her skin seemed to fade, instead being replaced by that of some sort of cushion-like material. Her bosom still held onto its new size, but the jiggles ceased in favor of them becoming more like idle cushions.Concluding the abrupt transformation, Kalia’s entire form swiftly shrunk down to the size of a dinner plate. Fortunately, she was caught mid-air, so she would not be damaged or dirtied by the ground. Now, the witchsune held her opponent in her hands, grinning smugly as she admired how the new boob-centric mousepad turned out.“Off to a great start, hmm~?” She cooed, grabbing one of the silicone breasts and squishing it acutely. Though it was just as soft and malleable as the real thing, the material was vastly different. It was akin to groping a cushion made of memory foam, opposed to a jiggling mass of milk. Though this made perfect sense, given the function of such a mousepad. “I could squeeze these aaaaall day, and still enjoy every second of it. Though, I’m sure you’re enjoying this more than me~”Sure enough, while the mousepad could not speak nor change its expression, a noticeable blush began to form on its printed-on face. A very, very slight amount of wiggling could be felt from the flattened piece of merch, which prompted Morgan to cop another feel. The moderate redness spread to the mousepad’s entire, unmoving face in an instant, now with a minute amount of warmth accompanying it.Internally, Kalia was experiencing a duality of emotions. For starters, she was utterly shocked and humiliated at her swift defeat! In all of her years as a mistress of transformation, never had she been bested so quickly. Part of her was distraught by this, though another part was… Excited? She dared not admit it, but part of her wanted to keep being used like this. Not only was Morgan’s relentless series of lewd attacks actually quite pleasurable, but now she was feeling rather determined. Defeat had given her the drive to do better, to whip out her A-game and bounce back.Her witchy opponent was now due for some payback.Morgan poked, prodded, and played with the busty effigy of her rival, and after several minutes had passed, black smoke began to seep out of the mousepad. Instinctively, she tossed it aside, taking a few steps back in the process. Once the cloud dissipated, Kalia was back to her usual shape and size. While her face maintained an image of superiority, the blush adorning it said otherwise.“Seems like you were able to cast a counterspell like that… Impressive.” The brunette swished her tail eagerly. “You’ve improved both your magical skills and your mental fortitude~”“Kitsune do get stronger and wiser with age, after all~” The blue-haired fox replied, similarly swishing her own tail, though with more elegance and grace. “Though, given the fact you were not born as one, that would explain a lot~”Pouting at that last comment, Morgan got to work in preparing her next hex. However, in her fuming rush, she was completely caught off-guard as Kalia seemed to manifest right before her very eyes. Panicked, the witchsune stumbled backward, though her opponent was nice enough to catch her by the boob window before she fell.Naturally, Morgan was pulled back onto her feet, though Kalia did not loosen her grasp. Instead, the black-wearing kitsune used her other hand to lift her dress, exposing her bare tummy beneath. In a single, swift motion, she tugged Morgan closer to herself as she summoned forth a purplish-black form of magic, aiming both right beneath the naval.From Morgan’s perspective, it felt as if she had just fallen into an endless sea of warm water. The flesh she had collided with seemed to welcome her, absorbing her without even a shred of resistance. She flailed her limbs, trying to swim her way out, but that proved to be entirely ineffective. Her body was growing stiff, refusing to obey her commands as she was forced into an unnatural position.Both Morgan’s arms and legs dwindled into mere spindles, while her torso lost all forms of definition. She could feel herself being actively simplified, with only her “most important” features being preserved. It was as if all coloring was draining from her, leaving only the outline of her face, breasts, crotch, and tail. All of her other features, namely her hat and ears, were reduced to the simplest shapes possible.Her physical form had been completely and utterly flattened against Kalia’s own, interlocked with the warm skin itself as she was rendered immobile. The circles that were her boobs expanded, the lines representing her sex and tail flaring out, and the simplified decal of her face remaining frozen in a lustful ahegao.“Fuhuhu~ As expected of the magnificent Crimson Witch~” Kalia cooed from above, running a hand over the two-dimensional decal lady. “You’re already burning with desire, hmm~?”Even without any form of external stimulation, the new womb tattoo was already experiencing a newfound heat that came with its position. Morgan was easily able to combat such feelings, she could usually keep her emotions in check. However, the moment that graceful touch ran over her… She went alight with delight.Obviously she was still somewhat upset by her sudden transformation, but that anger and annoyance was being channeled back into a more pleasurable fire burning inside her. Being so close to her rival’s nether regions meant that she was sharing the appropriate sensations… Only heightened to a larger degree.Grinning to herself, Kalia simply ran her fingers back and forth over the helpless tattoo, watching as her soft skin grew slightly more red underneath the black ink. This continued for no more than five minutes, with the glorified pattern doing its best to fight back against the unprecedented– but not unwelcome– barrage of caresses. Though, the pink sparkles of magic finally signaled Morgan's defiance, and before long she was able to sprout forth from her containment and return to three-dimensionality.“Using such underhanded tricks… H-How dare you! The witchsune panted, falling onto all fours as she exited from her rival’s naval. Taking a moment to recover, she hauled herself back onto her feet before turning to face the other fox. “To think you would exploit my- Ahem Anyway… It appears as though there are no limits to this match!”“Indeed~” The cool and collected woman cooed. “After all, I am fighting to assert my dominance… And to remind you of your place~”“Hmph!” Morgan huffed, her ears flickering with anticipation. Mostly regaining her composure, she stretched her fingers and formed a ball of reddish-pink sparkles in her palm. “If this is the kind of duel you want, then I won’t hold back either!”The sphere was flung forward at a remarkable speed, leaving Kalia no time to react. As a result, she was once again struck with the witch’s dazzling ability. At once her body began to shift and flatten, growing thinner and more two-dimensional. It was quite similar to the tattoo-ification she herself had inscribed up Morgan, though instead she was now hovering in the air.Arms and legs withered into flappy strands, curling behind Kalia and connecting together to form a solid back. Due to the way her arms were connected, it appeared as if she now had three holes in her body; one large one at the top, and two smaller ones at her side. Her torso arced backward, with her head flattening into her shoulders and becoming level with her limbs-turned-waistband.All of her body mass had been completely stripped from her, with her skin becoming more akin to the dress she was wearing: soft and fabric-like. In fact, if one were to look close enough, they could count the individual threads now composing Kalia’s form. Her face became little more than an ambient design at her front, locking in her lone green eye and blushing expression as nothing more than woven-in details.Wrapping up her condensing transformation, her modest blue kitsune ears and floofy tail were preserved as fixtures on her new undergarment body. Though they, like her form as a whole, had shrunken accordingly.With her magical grasp still on her target, Morgan levitated the article of clothing that was Kalia closer to her, halting to give a brief inspection. “Good, you kept all of the important features~” She teased, before hovering the panties closer to the ground. Utilizing her magic, she lowered her tights without the use of physical touch, letting her bare legs feel the cool breeze for a brief moment. Then, raising one leg after the other, she brought the Kalia-panties to their proper location, before giving them a firm tug– Both with, then without her magic. Her tail wagged at the sensation of new panties snugly hugging her lower region, and she could not help but giggle. “Perfect~ Hehehe, a perfect fit you are~”While Morgan twirled pantless in the meadow, her blue-and-black panties were busy dealing with it’s– Her wearer’s ample features. Though the brunette kitsune was moderately equipped upstairs, she more than made up for it with the ample junk in her trunk. Every step she took, every hop she jumped, every minute movement she made, it was reciprocated tenfold by her posterior. The panties adorning her butt were “perfect” by her standards, meaning they had a slight amount of snugness to them. As a result, the jiggly cheeks were only barely contained.With the underwear already starting to ride up the deeply dividing crack.…Yet, even in spite of these “hostile” working conditions, the soft and pastel-like red area that was glowing on the panties’ front (face) seemed to point toward a different reaction. Sure enough, the internal feelings of the kitsune-panties were a lot more… Welcoming. So much so, that her own tail was wagging in tandem with her wearer’s…“Well well well, seems the butt-hugger is enjoying herself, hmm~?”Prancing through the field of green, Morgan made sure to be extra exaggerated with every one of her steps; flaring out her hips a little more, stepping harder against the ground, and naturally reaching back to pluck her panties from her crack– Only for them to sink right back in moments later. It was a darling little dance she did, and she reveled in each and every moment– Especially the ones where she could distinctly feel her panties warming up on their own.And when the two tails collided while wagging.Though, after a decent amount of time, the wearable kitsune-garment began to wriggle and squirm in place. The familiar cloud of dark smoke surrounded it, and Morgan whisked it– Her off of her bum in order to avoid any collision. With a thump, Kalia landed on the ground, restored to her humanoid form once more. Though, she spent some time kneeling down, primarily to hide her beet-red face and put her smug attitude back on display.“A brash maneuver, unleashing that form so swiftly into our duel…” Kalia spoke slightly slower, though still with her expected mannerisms. Though her slightly flushed cheeks were an obvious sign of her own inner turmoil, she moved past that as best she could. “Even so, I respect your tenacity. Perhaps I ought to repay you for that~”In a distorted flash, Kalia seemed to vanish entirely from view. Steadfast, Morgan stood her ground as she shifted from panty-enjoying mode to serious mode. Eyes surveyed the lush landscape once more, though they sighted nothing resembling the sneaky fox. She looked in every direction around her… Except for up.Slam!Crashing upon the brunette from above, Kalia was like a meteor as she descended. Her tanned rear faced downward as it collided directly with Morgan’s face, sending the latter’s hat flying. Immediately, both ladies made contact with the ground, and while it was a rather high-speed impact, neither seemed to have suffered any injuries. That being said, the one clad in red seemed to be experiencing some difficulty in maintaining her form.With her face buried in her opponent’s bum, only the top of Morgan’s head and ears were visible as she struggled feistily against the overwhelming weight pinning her down. However, the longer she stayed between those cheeks, the less of a fight she put up. Unbeknownst to Morgan, her body was melting and retreating upward, folding in on itself as her limbs grew dormant and nonexistent. Before long, only her shoulders and head remained, though their absorption was just as swift and seamless as the rest.Snickering to herself, the blue-haired kitsune pulled herself back onto her feet and performed a long and drawn-out stretch. Making sure to flex out like a cat, she dramatically flared out her butt, which now had a lot more mass and a lot more jiggle.Straightening out her back, her new assfat bounced in kind, taking a few seconds to cease even after she had been standing still. Naturally, Kalia reached back in order to survey the size increase, as well as give one of the cheeks a hearty grope. Her fingers dug in deeply, sinking in as if they had been submerged in a huge pillow. A pang of pleasure instantly shot up her spine, prompting her to plunge her other hand into the other cheek as well.The ass in question– that being Morgan condensed into enormous twin globes– was greeted by a massage of unearthly proportions. With her entirely being currently converted into overflowing, jiggling fat, that meant every sensation she was subjected to was amplified tenfold. To say the hands gripping into her felt nice would be a drastic understatement.Internally, she unleashed a shameless moan upon being groped for the first time, which would have been deafening if not for her current form. If she still possessed hands, she would have hurriedly covered her mouth with them, humiliated by her lack of self-control. However, as the fingers of her rival dug deeper, so too did the pleasure grow stronger.“Mmm~ And you dared to say I was the butt-focused one? You fill me out so nicely, bootyfat~” Wiggling her rear, Kalia twirled in place a few times, stopping abruptly to see how much her backside would ripple. “It is a good thing I do not wear pants, lest they be shredded by your sheer circumference~”Still not satisfied, the pantless kitsune took slow but purposeful steps, ensuring that even her slightest of movements produced the biggest of jiggles. The sentient mounds of fat were hedonistically assaulted by waves of mind-melting pleasure. It would take an absurd amount of mental willpower to withstand and fight against such devastating attacks, but fortunately Morgan was able to summon up just that… After existing as a gloriously huge rump for a little over ten minutes.A fair-skinned hand burst out from one of Kalia’s tanned cheeks, then another from the opposing one. Like crawling out of a sea of water, Morgan hauled herself from her captor’s rear, collapsing onto the ground as a sweaty, yet pleased mess. Remaining still for just a moment, she had to quickly summon forth some adrenaline in order to evade yet another booty slam from Kalia.“What a devastating attack… I never thought of you for one of such… Lewd intentions.” Morgan staggered, back on her feet but visibly rattled by the echoes of decadence. Despite her less-than-savory appearance– and lack of a hat– She still stood firm as she cast out her hand, pointing with a single finger. “If those are your true intentions, then allow me to indulge you~”Still somewhat recovering from her own self-inflicted enjoyment, Kalia was a second too late in avoiding the dazzling beam of reddish-pink electricity that shot from Morgan’s fingertip. Upon striking her, she was quickly and precisely compressed into a longer, more cylindrical form. Arms melded into her sides, while her legs widened and fused into a circular base. Her features stayed largely the same, though now they appeared flattened and smooth, the most notable being her tail and ears now flush against her. The dome-like appearance of her head seemed to cap off the transformation, with the overall shrinking of her new, inanimate body acting as the icing on top.Levitating her prize over to her grasp once more, the brown-haired kitsune dropped any sense of foreplay and simply grinned at the thing in her hand. She had used a majority of her remaining mana in that spell, and fully intended for it to be the winning shot of this prolonged duel. Thus, as a means of declaring her self-proclaimed “victory,” she sat down and slowly peeled away her tights……And spread her legs in preparation for the new dildo.-The victory celebration lasted… A lot longer than was initially planned. With no sign of civilization for miles, the brunette kitsune was free to be as loud as she wanted, as well as truly taking her time until she was satisfied.In and out, experienced hands working a different kind of magic as her speed increased over time. Clearly she was no stranger in wielding such a “weapon,” and as such her private session went on for well over an hour. Though, as all good things do, it eventually came to an end as Morgan laid panting on the grassy plain, one hand clutching the slimy cylinder.Still certain of her climactic victory, she allowed herself some time to recover and relax; both “fights” had done a number on her after all, though in different ways. Either way, she was exhausted, and simply let the fresh, outside air wash over her… Releasing her grasp as she indulged in nature’s cool embrace.Naturally, this provided the used dildo the perfect time to strike.Despite her apparent crippling defeat, the slippery inanimate object managed to wiggle and shake in place, before finally blossoming back into her original, less plastic-y form. Wasting no time– and giving her opponent no time to react or counter– Kalia quickly cast forth a shroud of purple and black, immobilizing the crimson witch in an instant.Now back at attention, Morgan’s heart raced as she realized she had been duped! The fight had not concluded like she had thought, and now a mixture of anger, fear, and general stimulation was coursing through her. Only able to vaguely struggle against this powerful force, she was forced to watch as Kalia…Turned around again.“Y-You hedonistic witch… Does your self-centered lust know no bounds?” Gazing backward, in spite of her harsh words, the blue-haired kitsune wore a sly grin on her face. Given she had just bounced back from certain defeat, one would assume that her dominating demeanor was back in full swing in order to enact vengeance… At least until noticing the highly prominent blush slapped all over her face. “I suppose as your rival, it is up to me to correct your indulgent behavior~”The tanned rear of the squatting fox descended lower and lower, however it never made contact with Morgan’s frozen self. Instead, the fluffy blue tail resumed in its place, moving downward and brushing intimately against the brunette’s face. It tickled as it lightly stroked her, moving up and down in a rhythmic and soothing fashion. For some reason, she was beginning to feel lightheaded…Up… And Down… Up, down… It was almost hypnotic how the foxy tail caressed its victim, taking advantage of her fatigued state and lulling her into a sense of warmth. Not only that, but the warmer Morgan got, the more tingly and numb her body became. It was as if her limbs had turned into jelly– No, turned into something warmer, fluffier, something akin to the cushioning in a pillow.With the numbness undoubtedly leading to the loss of her humanoid form, the moment she lost any sensations in her limbs did not surprise her much, especially since she was busy being buried face-first in floof. The feeling spread rapidly all over her, concentrated mainly on her face yet ironically leaving it the last to be truly affected. She wanted to say something, to cry out as she was being smothered… But she could not decide if such a cry would be out of resentful anger or pleasurable acceptance.Thus, Morgan said nothing as the last remnants of her fleshy body were absorbed and converted into something simple, yet extraordinarily better, leaving her clothing and glasses behind.“Mmm, there you go~” Kalia cooed, standing straight up as she wagged her tail back and forth in an exaggerated manner. “I recall a few of our past feuds had to do with who had the superior floof, with a definitive answer never being reached…”Though she still retained her normal, blue hair on her head and ears, the same could not be said for her tail. While it was still blue at the root and near the tailbone, the entire rest of the fluffy mass was now Morgan’s signature brown, complete with a white tip to match. The size and fluffiness of the new tail was at least triple what it formerly was, a fact that it recognized well.“I am pleased to see you have donated yourself to a far greater cause~”Internally, the Morgan-tail was drifting away into a soft, tender, all-encompassing embrace. Her body had transcended anything she was accustomed to, yet that only served to enhance the already welcoming experience. As nothing but a sentient spear of softness and serenity, all she had to do was look irresistible and be swished accordingly– The latter of which felt like a graceful and elegant body-wide massage for her.Ceasing her tail’s movement, Kalia could not help but reach back and run her hand through the thick and deep fluff. Brushing the floof gingerly with her fingers, she made sure to delicately dote on every inch she possibly could. At the furthest, almost her entire forearm was engulfed by it, yet stroking it simultaneously made her and the new body part feel absolutely at peace.It was a tender moment, one which lastedSaying nothing as she concluded, Kalia simply hummed lightly to herself as she eagerly wagged her tail– Or did the tail wag itself. Either way, all parties involved were satisfied as she prepared to leave. Opening a dark, misty portal, she took one last look at the plain battlefield that had just recently housed her and her rival, eventually spotting the crimson witch’s clothing still strewn about on the ground. Utilizing magic of her own, she hovered it over toward herself, performing an instant-change spell in order to don the wardrobe of her tail’d compatriot.“Hmm, perhaps red may be my color? Though this suit is rather tight around the curves…” Kalia spoke aloud to herself, tugging at the red leotard hugging her frame. “Though this hat and these glasses are simply too cute, no wonder Morgan– Or rather, my tail so proudly wore them at every turn~”Spinning around to inspect herself, she smiled warmly as she watched her brown tail growing ever-so-slightly more blue as time passed.“Now then, I suppose it is time for me to return to my usual business… Just remember tail, whenever you wish to return to your humanoid form, all you have to do is say so~”As Kalia stepped into the magical portal, her sentient tail waved happily, as if looking forward to whatever happened next.,

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