"And your name is?" The clerk asked at the town gates. After Kiris' village was attacked long ago, the lucky few left over banded together to create a new version of their once beloved town. Stumbling upon it was a miracle to Viris, but now she had to get through more security before she could feel at home once again. Beside the clerk was an appointed knight in golden armor, his eyes hidden behind his helmet as he stood at ease.

"Kiris. Kiris Arien-Aver," Viris said, hearing the succubus hiding inside her make a confused noise. "We have a last name?" Siris asked, beaming it to her as a thought.

"Of course we have a last name," Viris whispered back. The clerk looked up and around, trying to see who Viris was talking to. "Yes, that is why I'm writing it down ma'am," the clerk said, dipping her utensil in ink. "You aren't harboring any demons are you?"

"D-demons!? W-why I would ne-"

"It's alright, I understand," the clerk said, leaning over to Viris. She seemed more alive then, her eyes alert with concern. "I know how hard it is to keep a demon down. Even when you are at your best, somehow, some way they just surface up to bite you right?"

"Well?" She couldn't exactly argue with that. She felt it was just a shame though, how did she see right through her?

"Right, I know. All of our lives changed the moment that horrific event happened. I know I gained a few myself, seeing everyone disappear before my eyes. However, in this little community of ours, we can work together to not bury our demons, but accept them for who they are."

"So…you're okay with me having a demon?" Viris said, a wave of relief flowing over her. The clerk nodded. "Indeed Kiris. This is a demon-friendly zone. After all, what better way to fight them, than to work through with them?"

"Oh….that's such a relief then," Viris said cheerfully. "I was so stressed, but I didn't know this village was so comforting now."

"That's the spirit!" The clerk said. "Let that demon be free!"

"I will!" Viris said, Siris's head poking through Viris's body. She looked up, winking at the clerk. "Hoi~"

The clerk's face went from friendly to horrified in a moment, backing away as soon as she saw those devilish horns and eyes, and dastardly purple skin. "Holy mother of god what is that in your body!?"

"My demon! You said that it was okay to let it out."

"I meant demons in your heart and soul, bad experiences that keep you tossing and turning at night. Not a literal succubus!"

"Oh…" Viris said feeling dejected.

"So, does that mean we can still go inside?" Siris asked.

"No! Guard!" the knight stepped between the two and the clerk, pointing his weapon at the two. They nodded and trudged away, turning back one last time to see the two shaking their heads like a disappointed father.

"It's alright," Siris said, doing her best to comfort Viris in her lap. She took Viris to a tree to sit down and distract her from the events prior. "Isn't this nature nice?"

"It is fine," Viris said. From here, the backdrop of the countryside made the town look like an ant, but her eyes still focused on the dot off into the distance. "Sigh…"

"Awww, not even this is cheering you up?" Siris said. "I have been pressing my boobs into your back for so long now." Viris shook her head, her head depressed toward the ground. "I can't even go back to my old home. I rather just be someone's lewding toy for the rest of my life."

"Saaaame….I mean no! That isn't the Viris I know." Siris pinched Viris' cheeks and started shaking her head. "You have to have something you loved to do that we can do outside of that town!"

"Well, I did love to cook for the townschildren…" Viris suggested halfheartedly.

"Cooking…I know the perfect spot!" Siris took the two to Royal Makai, to which Viris promptly hid in a fruit cart. Siris, realizing that was too much, relocated themselves to a small city-state, filled with succubi, dragon-folk, merfolk, and humans alike. It was still like walking through the twilight zone for the human who clutched on to the only evil she knew as Siris lead her through town. "So many monsters…"

"That's Romena for you, human me," Siris said. "We're in Rome, the safest place in the continent." She saw Viris stare at a group of Nereids walking by them. One of them winked at Viris, laughing to herself when Viris buried her head into Siris' chest. "Relax, she was just giving you a wink."

"I want to go inside already," Viris said. Siris nodded and hurried her to the bakery, sitting her inside on a stool by the cash register. "Wait here," Siris said. "You will be fine in this place alone for a while right?"

"Right…" Viris said, patting her lap nervously. She looked around the store, looking at the assortment of pastries and bread that was on display along the shelves on the walls. The air was ripe with the smell of icing and cinnamon and other than an occasional label showing demon fruit, it felt a lot like a normal, human bakery.

She got up and began to walk around, looking at each item. She saw no mold nor any sign of decay. Everything looked as fresh as if it had been made the day before. Her eyes trailed along the line of different bread types before she came across an oddly placed tail in front of a bagel. "Hmm?" She traced the tail down, seeing it go behind a purple-haired catgirl. She wore a pink apron around her body, and her hands and feet were pawed at the end. "Oh, Oh! C-cat monster girl!"

"That is me, yes," she said with a lazy voice. Her eyes were half opened, but they seemed to bore into Viris' heart just as well. "Did I startle you?"

"N-not at all!" Viris said, stepping back. She bumped into an apron, turning and screaming when she saw the catgirl had teleported to the other side. "Eeeeeeee!"

"Are you sure I am not scaring you?" she said, the ends of her mouth curling upward.

"No miss!" Viris said, shaking her head vigorously.

"Fair enough then." She walked by, going to the cash register to sort through her income. Viris went back to looking at the pastries.

"Your friend has told me alot about you." The catgirl spoke up. Viris turned around and came closer to the counter, watching her place each coin onto the countertop while mouthing numbers. "She says you did a lot of baking before you escaped from your home."

"Siris spoke of me?"

"Very much so," she said, closing the register and making neat stacks out of the money. "She also said you needed a place to work while you find a home. How about you work for me?"

Viris wanted to say yes, but she got cold feet the moment she started to talk. "Oh, but I'm just a villager, I wouldn't do well here."

"Everyone does well in Rome," she responded, shrugging slightly with her shoulders. "You will be fine."

"I appreciate the offer," Viris said, pushing her pointer fingers together. "But…I can't…"

"Try telling that to your friend," the catgirl said, pointing a bag of coins towards the door leading to the back. Viris had just enough time to turn toward where she was pointing, before seeing Siris leap into a hug. "She said yes didn't she!" she asked, wrapping her legs around Viris' legs and hanging from her body. Viris, stuffed back in between her rack, could only nod. "She said yeeeeees!" Siris screamed again, excited. She hopped both of them around, a cloth rattling around in her hand as they went up and down. "I made you an apron to congratulate you!"

"Mmm mmm mmmph-" Viris whined, her words unable to break through the bosom barrier. Siris let go of the hug after she got all the excitement out, climbing down to bow to the store owner. "Thank you so much, Dark!"

"Dark?" Viris asked, looking towards the catgirl.

"She doesn't really tell me her name, so I just called dark and brooding and she went with it!" Siris explained. "She's kind of like a little Werebat, with how secretive she is." Viris looked at 'Dark' for a moment. The catgirl didn't stare back at her; she only went back to counting more coins into a bag. Maybe this won't be so bad, Viris thought, adorning her apron. She noticed all the little doodles on it, her lips quivering with unease when she saw they were all horns, spades, and other demon things. It could be worse, this time they are only doodles.

"Well then, I'll leave you two to it!" Siris said. "I have a few meetings that I arranged since we are going to be coming here more often." Siris took a purse out from behind one of the bread shelves and opened the door, waving her tail to Dark and Viris. "Bye you too!"

"Bye Siris!" Viris said, putting on the apron.

"That's my purse," Dark said with somewhat indignation.

"I'll bring it back!" Siris assured, but Dark seemed to believe different from the deadpan stare she gave her. Nevertheless, she went back to tallying up her profit, looking up once she had finished everything and packed it up. "You're still here?" Dark said, resting her elbow on the countertop as she looked to Viris from the cashier spot.

"Is there anything I should be attending?" Viris asked.

"Not really…oh. I can show you around the store. Dark gave a quick, impromptu orientation, explaining to Kiris how she would be working the front of the store while Dark will be making all the bread and any special orders that come in. "But how do you make so much every day?" Viris asked, noticing how the walls seemed to be filled with fresh bread.

"Cheshire powers?" Dark said. "I don't know."

"You're a Cheshire Cat!?" Viris screamed. Dark parted the hair on her head. Two, fuchsia and purple ears perking up. "B-but you lead people down rabbit holes, and…"

"Yes I do. Do you want to go down one?" Dark asked, starting to move the apron aside…

"No!"

"If you say so," Dark said, shifting her apron back. "I have a feeling you're going to follow me down something anyways. Speaking of following me places, follow me." Dark showed Viris around the backroom, showing her where she stores the ingredients and packaging before ending her tour at a flight of stairs. "And this leads to my bedroom," Dark said. "The upper rooms are my house."

"Interesting," Viris commented. She looked up the stairs, seeing dim light at the top of the stairway. "Actually, I wanted to ask about that. I don't have a place to stay, and…"

"You can't stay here," Dark said cutting her off. Viris looked at her with surprise, not expecting that answer from a monster girl. "I'm not letting another 'iris stay in my home after last time."

"Another one? What did Siris do?"

"One too many "parties", that's what she did." Dark stepped around, brushing something that felt like a tail along Viris as she went on the first step, blocking the way up with her body. "If you go up here, I will fire you from the store."

"Y-yes ma'am, but where can I sleep?"

Dark shrugged, not showing a bit of care. "You will have to figure that out."

"Oh…" Viris went to the door, seeing how the sun was starting to fall down. "Soon all the monsters will be out…I need to find Siris."

"I could let you sleep in the bakery," Dark said, adjusting her shorts behind the apron. "If, you do something for me…"

"No, I have bothered you. I understand." Viris took a deep breath, opening the door and flinging herself out before she could get second thoughts. She felt the warm air blow through her hair as she was passed by many different creatures. The regret instantly set it and she closed her eyes, but she discovered that everyone passed her, as if a juicy human woman wasn't ripe for corruption right next to them. "People are getting weirder by the day," a Gremlin said, walking what looked like a crude prototype for a tank on a lease.

She walked around, looking around for anywhere that Siris could be. The night lights coming on made the atmosphere worse around her. Her sights were now filled with monsters that had glowing eyes, eyeing her where as she could barely make out the outlines outside of the light. A shoulder grab made her scream, but her captor covered her hand before anyone heard. "Kiris? What are you doing as a human?" a manly voice said. He uncovered her mouth. "Don't you usually go to the brothel by now?"

"I-I'm not Kiris…but did you say brothel?" Viris sputtered out. Of all places that demon could be, she hated that a brothel made the most sense. Of course there is a brothel in Rome.

"Yeah, you ask that like you've never been to a brothel before."

"I haven't you…" Viris turned around to see the man, her pupils shrinking when she saw the blue skin, the snake slit eyes, the wings and the tail and the fangs… "I-I-In-"

"Oh, you really aren't Kiris!" the incubus said, scratching his head. "Bummer, I thought we could 'squeeze' in a quick slot, get it?" She nodded disgusted, not wanting to make that mental image in her head. The incubus scratched his chin, looking at her curves up and down. She made him aroused the same way Kiris did, making him more confused. "You do look alot like Kiris though. Are you sure you are not her?"

"I-It would make a lot more sense if you show me to the brothel…"

"Sure." He obliged, putting an arm around her shoulder. "I'm sure she will be all happy to see me once I get there, right?~" He asked, winking. Viris nodded again, pushing him away with one of her hands. "Yes, correct…"

"Well, here is the brothel," the incubus said, showing her a pantheon-themed building. Two wooden arched doors were at the front between pillars, decorated by silver knobs. "I know, it's roman."

"Very grand," Viris said, gulping nervously. The Incubus lead her through the doors, the smell hitting her like a tank from the World of War Blitz German line. It smelled like apocrine sweat and incense sticks, all mixing in her nose in a way that made her nethers feel very bad. "You don't seem so hot," the Incubus said, seeing Viris shaking like a bop-it toy. "Maybe you should change out of your form~…"

"Charlie!" Siris called, walking out with a nun outfit on. The incubus looked between her and Viris, getting a nod from Viris before he kept his look on Siris. "So who did I bring?"

"My alter ego, but I'm glad you did. She can sleep with me in here."

"Are you sure?" Charlie said, looking back at Viris. "She doesn't seem too keen on being here."

"Don't worry your big self about that," Siris said, looking hungrily at Viris. "I have the perfect job for her~"

Viris swept crumbs out of the backroom, being watched by Dark as she sat on a couple boxes of supplies. Last night was a blur for her, but her body certainly wasn't ready to move past it. There wasn't enough morning light coming in, so Dark had hung a lamp from the ceiling for her.

"So, how was getting you back blown out?" Dark asked, eating from a baguette.

"I didn't get my back blown out," Viris whined tiredly.

"Then what did you do in the brothel?" Viris turned toward her boss, leaning on the broom for support. "You knew I was at the brothel?"

"I have my ways," Dark said, taking another bite. "So how many sex words do you know now?"

"None!"

"Then why are you so sore?" Viris looked away, leaning into her broom blushing. "It's so embarrassing…please don't laugh at me."

…

"The old wife left me again," Viris' client said. They were both laying in the bed, Viris fully clothed [as much as you could be] as a sexy pirate, while the client had on shorts and a flower shirt. He held up a picture of him and 'the ol ball and chain' as he called it to Viris, seeing her nod supportively before proceeding to take another sip of water. "That's her. Cherly," he said. "It's been a while since we went out on a dinner together."

"Right," she said tiredly. Another hour of this and she might actually try sex instead.

"She does talk to the postman a lot, you think she's with the postman?"

"Not at all…"

"Right," he said, sniffing under his mustache. "Daughter doing fine though. Apparently she is an 'influencer'." he pronounced every syllable like it was another language.

"Wow…"

"Yep, [dad laugh here]. Hangs out with her boyfriend, he seems like a nice guy. Very supportive of her and her 'Onlyfans'. Onlyfans…that is a weird word."

"Very much so Cherd," she said rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah, it does get tiring. You know what I do when I'm tired?"

"What?"

"Fix stuff around the house with my tool kit." He patted his utility belt before getting up. He let out a guttering grunt as he sat on the bed, knocking on the bed's headrest. "Weird, is this oak?"

"Very…"

"Does sound like it. Grunt and cough. Say, thanks for listening. Err, I know this is some heavy stuff, and it's weird paying for a prostitute for this, but…"

"No problem." She pulled the blanket up on herself and turned to her side of the bed. She was finally able to get some shuteye…until she felt him cuddle up behind him. "Do you mind if I, um, yep, do you mind if I sleep here?"

"Sure."

…

"He would wake up every hour, walk around the room, knock on every surface, open every curtain, nod three times and say 'that's good craftsmanship'," Viris complained, yawning against the broom. "I did not get much sleep. I could just slumber right at this moment…" A tail dropped down over her nose, tickling her until she sneezed herself out of her drowsiness. "Achoo!"

"My offer is still on the table," Dark said, now all of a sudden sitting on her head. Her apron was draped over Viris' head. "A night here for a favor…"

"No no, I said I wouldn't bother you, and I shall keep my word." Kiris continued on sweeping, opening the door to dust all the dirt out. "...It's one of the few things I have left."

"If you really are that honorable," Dark started, hopping off and taking off her apron. "Can you manage the shop for a while?"

"But, the monsters and the incubi…"

"If they didn't hurt you in the brothel, or in the street, you will be fine surrounded by bread." The catgirl tossed her apron onto Viris, heading into the back. Viris heard the footsteps shift around upstairs, followed by some pans bumping into surfaces. Her apron smells sweet, She thought, taking it off of her and sniffing it once more. Especially here…must be some nice batter.

"Your shop is nice," Cherd said, looking around while Viris rang him up. "Is this mahogany?"

"No Cherd, it is normal wall," she responded. "That would be five bronze coins please."

"Oh, erm." he looked in his pocket, taking out a screwdriver, a tape measurement, and his wallet. "I only have dollars in here, do you guys take dollars?"

"We do not."

"Oh dear," he said, putting his stuff back. "Maybe I can erm, [dad clearing throat noise], fix something around here."

"That would not be ne-"

Creak, creak, creak, went one of the bread racks as Cherd shifted it back and forth. "Mmhmm." He adjusted his glasses, going to another rack that seemed put into the wall. He knocked on the wall, putting his ear to it to inspect the sound. "Mm, yep. There are no studs on this part of the wall."

"S-stud?" Viris said blushing. "W-why would there be studs in the wall?"

"Helps hold the wall up. I guess you bought it from a store," he said, looking back at the wall. "[dad sniff and nose rub], Wouldn't spend money on something I could make myself. I can fix this up for ya, put the shelves in the stud-"

"No need!" Viris said, slamming her hands on the counter. "We don't need studs!"

"Geez louis," he said scratching his head. "Well, guess bread is off the table. Was going to get some for the old wife, [dad chuckle]. Don't want to raise our daughter and her 'Onlyfans' gig with just one par-"

"Please, just take the bread," Viris said, desperate not to hear this over again. "In fact, take anything you want, it's almost closing time so it would be fine."

"Really? Guess it's this old man's lucky day!" He got what he wanted and even did a little jig on the way out, happy as the day before he got married. "Thank you, pirate miss!"

"You're welcome!" Viris said, waiting till he passed the storefront windows to hurry around the counter. She turned the sign before anyone else could waltz in, officially deeming the bread store closed. She sighed relieved and took off her apron, locking the door before going to the back. "Finally, I can get out of this place," Viris said folding up the apron. "There's enough time to look for a hotel as well! I just need to give Dark the keys…" She started walking towards her, but stopped at the stairs.

"If you go up here, I will fire you from the store."

"Maybe if I call her…Miss Dark!" Viris said, but there was no response. Only some weird shuffling going on up the flight. Viris shrugged and decided to sit around, packing up the bread for tomorrow. She was almost done with she heard her boss come down the stairs, hugging a pillow against her stomach while wearing a pink onesie. "Why did you wake me up?" She asked leaning against an empty rack. "Just put the keys in my room when you're done."

"You said I would get fired."

"Well…I was joking. You can come up I guess." She turned and went back upstairs, leaving Viris to resume her work.

Viris poked her head at the top of the staircase, seeing her boss's home for the first time. It was filled with things that completely baffled her, like the dark and flat screen that sat in front of the couch. She moved toward it, seeing her reflection in the screen. "It's a television," Dark said. Viris, confused, moved her head to the side, seeing Dark sitting on the couch with a mug in her hands. "I'm guessing you don't know what that is." Viris shook her head.

"I could tell you…" Dark said, taking a noisy sip from her mug. "...if you agree to my deal."

"I'm fine," Viris said immediately. "I'm actually going to find a new home later."

"Oh, you got over your fear of outside?"

"Well, not exactly," Viris said, thinking back to her trip with the incubus. She didn't want to imagine being so close to a demon like that again. She didn't really like running into specifically him again too.

"You can trust me," the catgirl said. "It is only one thing. Wouldn't you rather take a chance here than run into, snickers, Chred one more time?"

"How do you know his name?" Viris asked. "Are you spying on me?"

"Lucky guess," she responded with a bit of smugness on her face. "Now, what will it be Viris?" Viris looked back into her reflection, running her fingers along with the screen. "I guess if it's only one thing…"

"It is. Now that you have agreed, all you have to do is keep this one secret." Viris watched as Dark closed the distance behind her, hopping over the coffee table and going right behind her. She could feel her body press against her back, feeling something and squishy press specifically against her hind. Dark whispered into her ear, just low enough that no one else could hear, and Viris' expression turned to pure shock.

"That would be 8 bronze coins," Viris said, placing a cake inside the basket for a married couple. She looked at the basket as they left, wondering if the cake was safe in there swinging around like that.

"How are we doing?" Dark said, polishing one of her mixing bowls. Viris stared down at the coins, blinking nervously as she pretended to count the coins over and over. "We are doing fine," she said without looking up from the counter.

"That's nice," she said, coming close to Viris. She noticed how she avoided eye contact, slowly maneuvering around her to try to find her face. "Anything on your mind?" She asked.

"Nothing sticky-sticking around." Viris quickly corrected herself, shuffling around her posture as she leaned over the counter.

"Are you sure?" Dark asked again. "I'm half a foot shorter than you, yet you seem so scared to touch me now."

"Just, scared of mamono…"

"I don't think so. I think you're just scared of seeing it."

Viris blushed, standing up straight. "T-there is probably another customer coming in right about now…"

"What customer?" Dark said, suddenly in front of the door. She turned the sign closed while looking at Viris poker-faced. "The store is closed for lunch."

"We have a lunch break?"

"We do now." Dark hopped onto the countertop, pushing Viris down on her knees. The villager came face to face with the Cheshire's crotch, which was still covered by the thick baking apron. "Go on, try it~"

"I don't think I can eat that for lunch…" Viris said. She lifted the apron, seeing the black leggings Dark wore. Right up there was a small bulge on the leggings, sitting right where her camel toe would be. Viris pulled down the apron blushing. It was the first time she had seen it, but she didn't expect the outline to be so clear against the fabric.

"You didn't look at it yet," Dark noticed, her cheeks beginning to flush cherry.

"I think I saw enough…" Viris whispered hastily.

"Did you?"

Viris always said yes, but her blush would always stay. She was a woman of chastity, she reasoned. She always had to say yes! It was unbecoming not to! And she did, but more and more in this place, she wondered what it would be like if she just join the rest of them. She had been looking at the bulgeprint in Dark's pants forever now. She knew this was the closest she had been to seeing what entity of the fallen god's creation was contained under that apron, and nothing within her wanted to stop her.

"Getting one look... doesn't sound like the worst thing…" Viris said. She knew she was moving the goalpost, but at this point, thinking about it was going to kill her mind sooner or later. She lifted up the apron again and hooked two fingers from each hand on her leggings. She saw more of her porcelain skin she removed the pants, slowing to the speed of molasses when she realized she was at the base of it. With heavy, (definitely not) horny breath, she slowly uncovered the squishy organ, seeing it flop out once it was outside the confines of the black leggings. The apron over her head hid her from the outside. It was like she was alone with her cock and her cock only, letting her stare at the hardening member under the sanctity of darkness.

She didn't realize it was in fact her curious eyes and soft, quickening breath, causing it to swell to a healthy five and a half inches. Veins slowly appeared as blood rushed in to erect the penis. The air around Viris grew warm like a sauna. Before she knew it, it was booping her nose, bobbing up as it throbbed and stood ready.

"You know, Siris had that exact same reaction, only she was tasting it before I could even get hard," Dark said. A paw fell against the back of her head, pressing her hair against her as it pushed her closer onto the head. Viris felt as if she had had enough of looking at it. She worried someone could see her doing this. It already began to bead pre, leaving behind evidence to onlookers her could claim whorish things about her. She needed to hide it somewhere.

"Ah," Dark moaned, feeling Viris's mouth enclose around her cock. She put both paws on her head, moving her head for her under the apron. "And here I thought you were nervous-"

I am!, she thought, keeping her eyes closed as she got slowly moved on and off Dark's cock. Her mind was turning into a gymnast coming up with reasons why her mouth was the place to hide it, rather than admit how much she had been waiting for everything to unfold. Her one solace was that it was out of her mind now, because it had moved into her mouth, getting a bath of warm saliva while her throat squeezed against the head. If it would have been up to her, she would have been frozen between the quickly-loosening standards she had for herself, and the last shred of respect she believed she had.

Luckily it wasn't, because the horny Cheshire was here to do her descent for her. She exhaled steam of her own as she moved Viris' head, stopping a few times to ensure the taste grew on her worker, and that her crotch got tickled by Viris' tongue down to the pussy behind her dick. Both of their pussies grew wet, Viris' underwear beginning to stain with grool while Dark openly dripped pussy juice onto the counter and the ground.

Dark's cock began to throb a lot more. She leaned over, her body twitching as she started to move Viris' head faster. Viris closed her eyes, letting herself be used like a pocket pussy. Her hands began to float around her vagina, fingers daintily touching her clit through her dress. She heard the cat girl moan once last time as a sudden rush of hotter, heavier fluid ran down her gullet. She realized Dark had finally let her orgasm go, leaning into it and licking everywhere she could while Dark was balls deep inside of her. To clean up the evidence of course.

Dark pulled out slowly, her cock twitching as Viris kept her mouth and tongue tight against her now sensitive organ. Fearing another climax rising, she grabbed her jaw and opened it up, pulling her dick the rest of the way out of her mouth. Dark lifted her apron and got off the table, letting the light shine down on the kneeling cock-sucker. Viris was holding her hands under her mouth, catching the seed that slipped out of her mouth while she let all the sperm sit on her tongue.

"It's okay to swallow it," The Cheshire told her. "It won't bite~" Viris hesitantly gulped it down, getting a pat on her head by Dark. "Good girl~"

"T-thank you," she whispered, looking down at her dirty hands embarrassed. She squealed when she felt another spurt land on her face. "D-Dark!" she yelled, looking at the catgirl sitting innocently with her apron and leggings back on. Dark sipped tea looking the other way, pretending she only just noticed the jizz dripping down Viris' nose. "Oh wow, where did that happen?"

"You know how it happened, you fox!" Viris cried.

"So I do…" Dark said in her usual monotone mood, walking away without another word. Viris scooped the string off of her, feeling her temperature rise as she looked at it in her palm. She noticed how much it smelled like Dark's apron, remembering she had buried her nose into that apron earlier.

"I have a feeling you're going to follow me down something anyways…" Dark said, before rounding the corner to go back to her room.

Why am I like this? Viris asked herself, hearing something squish between her legs. What followed soon after was a rush of euphoria over her body, making her scoot back as she waited for the pleasure to pass. She bite her lip, watching the spot grow until she came back down her high.