“Come on… So close…” Bright blue light bathed the grass outside of Corrin’s treehouse as the young scion experimented once again. She let out a cry of discomfort as her body began to shift, the light of the Dragonstone warping her body into her draconic form. But rather than let it happen, the girl elected to try and steer the power, direct it to only certain parts without letting it overwhelm her. Being a dragon granted her much strength, true, but it severely impacted her speed and eliminated the possibility of her using her Yato.
 
If it could be directed to give the benefits without changing the form entirely…
 
The young noble tried once more to bring the power into herself, but alas, it was all for naught. With a radiant flash of light, the Dragonstone repulsed Corrin away, sending the white-haired girl flying directly to the wall. She crashed into it, falling to the ground with tears welling in her eyes. 
“OW! Stupid stone…” she muttered, rubbing her head while trying not to cry. Sniffling, Corrin regained her composure and tried once more.
“One last time…” she said, letting the bright blue light bathe over her. “Just have to find… the midpoint…”
Her body began changing once again as the power of the Dragon burst forth. It was as if balancing on a knife’s edge, but she soon managed to find just where she needs to balance on… “So close…” she whispered…
 
“Corrin~!”
“Wah!”
 
Camilla’s voice broke her concentration, and Corrin was sent flying into the wall once more before hitting the ground. This time it was far more severe, her entire body going numb. For a while she just lay on the ground lamenting her failure. Camilla’s call from outside broke her concentration for a brief second, and that was enough to make it all worthless. The dragon sighed. “I was so close too…” A sudden crack made Corrin leap up into the air in panic.
 
After recovering, she gets to see what caused the crack. A brief check of the windows revealed that her treehouse was fine. But something far more precious had been shattered!
“No! The Dragonstone!” 
Corrin got on her knees to properly inspect the shattered stone. The tiny thing had been broken into several inert shards, all neatly placed in the pillow in front of her. The tears started to well up once more. She managed to break her weapon… everyone in the army was sure to laugh at her… Xander even used his weapon to chop wood and it never broke… But Corrin managed to break a powerful limited artifact.
Tears began to cloud her vision once more. “I’m so useless…” she whined, watching the broken gift. She sniffled, staring at her reflection in the glass shards, right into her own stupid slitted eyes-
“Slitted…?”
 
With a sudden ray of hope being illuminated, Corrin quickly headed to her mirror. And she smiled. “Yes! It worked!” 
Overwhelmed with joy, Corrin clapped her hands together before taking another look at herself. Despite the Dragonstone breaking (Or perhaps due to it) Corrin had managed to halfshift! While her body still felt weird, there were certainly the telltale changes. Her eyes had become slitted and her teeth slightly sharper. Not much, but dragon fangs and eyes are a far sight better than what she started with! 
 
“Maybe I’m numb because of all the power now in me…” She mused, staring at her face for a while longer. The girl kept looking at the mirror and tried moving her numb body.
Her enhanced eyes saw something move in her peripheral vision, and the Lord quickly pivoted, turning to see what it was. Only there really was nothing.
 
“What was that…?” she mused. Corrin looked down at her own body and determined she wouldn’t be able to see a thing through her armour. So she slowly started to strip it. Despite the numbness of her fingers, she was impressed with how much more dexterous she felt. And when it was all removed and she took a look at her naked body, Corrin gasped.
 
“A… tail?”

With it being so numb, the scatterbrained lord had somehow managed to miss the fact that she was the proud owner of a brand new tail until she started removing the armour around it. It was long and smooth, with five fins attached to the end. Staring at it in shock, she gave it a few experimental movements, finding that she had quite a bit of control over it.

Grinning, she took off the rest of her armour to see what else had changed. Her feet and legs were much the same as normal, but there was a curious growth somewhere else. Her panties bulged slightly, and with sensation slowly bleeding back into her body, she quickly found that it was incredibly sensitive too. Stripping her panties, the girl found that a strange nub had appeared above her special place, a blue growth that reminded her of a sheathe, more than anything else. It appeared to exude a strange scent, one that made the Princess blush and her body heat up more. 
 
“T-this is weird…” she said, still spellbound by her own mysterious appendage. She reached down to touch it, only for a sudden knock on the door to make her halt in her tracks.
 
“Corrin~” The voice called. “It’s bathtime! Come now, you’re never normally so late!”
 
Corrin froze and looked down at herself. She couldn’t go out like this… She just had to use the dragonstone to revert her changes and-
She took a long look at the glass shards in the center of the room. “Oh… crud.” Corrin had to think quickly, so she did what she could and delayed Camilla. “I’ll be there in a little while!” she shouted. “I’ll meet you there!”
“Don’t leave me waiting too long!” Camilla replied before the telltale sound of her heels clacking against the staircase of the treehouse began to wane. 
 
Corrin tried once more to revert her changes… but it seems as if she was stuck without a Dragonstone. “Oh dear…” she muttered.
 
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When it came to being inconspicuous, Corrin failed. Wearing a Faceless Mask and a floppy summer dress was a strange combination, but thankfully the people in the Castle just boiled it down to Corrin being Corrin. Corrin often invited them just so she could touch their faces, her playing a little dressup wasn’t exactly the strangest thing she’d done. 
Which was great, since the long dress was one of the few things with enough room to hide her tail, and the mask hid her eyes and teeth from any spectators. With her towel in hand, she headed to the hotsprings, then removed her mask and smiled. “Part one complete!” 
 
With complete confidence in her plan, she headed inside, still fully dressed…
 
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“I’m ill,” she said confidently, watching Camilla bathe from a distance. “I don’t want to infect you so we can just talk like this, okay?” Corrin sat down on one of the stools, a fair distance away from Camilla. Camilla just stared at her little sister incredulously.
 
“Corrin, what’s wrong?” she asked, water splashing about as she got out of the hotspring. “You don’t sound ill…” Camilla had no shame, baring her naked body as she approached Corrin. That thing on her crotch stirred, the Dragon blushing and looking down. 
 
“I-I just didn’t want to make you ill, so-”
 
Corrin barely had time to react as Camilla leaped at her, closing the distance in mere moments. Flustered, it was all she could do to flail about as Camilla quickly removed the dress. The purple haired woman gasped as she laid her eyes upon Corrin’s long, smooth tail, the appendage wrapped tightly around Corrin’s thigh.
 
“A… tail?”
 
Without any hope of keeping her secret any longer, Corrin reluctantly unwound her tail from her thigh, letting Camilla stare at the appendage in all its glory. The steam in the room seemed to cover the tail in tiny droplets of water, with the fins seemingly dripping rainbow prisms as the light hit them.
 
The steam covered Corrin’s body in moisture, but what came from her eyes was a product of sadness more than anything else. She sniffled before it erupted, bawling her eyes out and hugging her sister for comfort. “I BROKE THE DRAGONSTONE AND NOW I’M STUCK LIKE THIS!” she yelled.
 
Camilla just stood there, looking down and seeing Corrin’s magnificent tail waving around. A faint blush crept up on her cheeks. “Oh Corrin… That’s adorable!” Camilla hugged her sister harder, Corrin crying out as she was crushed. 
 
“Camilla… you don’t think it’s freaky…?”
 
“Of course not!” she replied. “Nothing about you could ever be freaky, Corrin.” The purpled haired woman slowly begin to pat Corrins head, calming down the emotional dragon. The soft embrace slowed the fires of panic and eventually extinguished them. Camilla tried her best to remain composed, despite the strange heat building within her due to the sweet smell Corrin seemed to exude. My some miracle, she managed to keep herself in check and eventually parted  from Corrin.  She stepped back and led the now naked Corrin into the baths once, and with the hot water helping them both to relax, they got to talking.
 
“So you were experimenting with the Dragonstone and now you’re stuck like that…?”
 
“That’s about the gist of it,” Corrin explained, nodding. The large baths were actually quite comfortable, and using her tail to assist her in swimming around was something she found to be quite entertaining. Camilla prefered to remain still, watching her as she circled the hotspring. 
 
“Well, I’m sure it’ll revert sooner or later,” Camilla said. “I’m sure everyone will be glad that you’ve got such a cute addition until then! Though I do wonder why you came here in the first place if you were going to try and hide it…”
 
“I planned to hide it then pretend to be ill so you wouldn’t find out.” she admitted. Camilla stared at her sister in shock. 
 
“Corrin… that was a very silly plan. Was Azura involved??”
 
“Not every bad plan in the world is created by Azura!” Corrin snapped back. “Wait, that’s not the issue. My plan wasn’t that bad, was it?”
 
Camilla sighed. “I suppose that even your worst plan would be far better than that girl’s…” Silence fell upon the two, the ouy sounds being the faint slashing as Corrin swam around. The silence was quickly shattered when Corrin came too close to her sister, immediately getting grabbed.
 
“Uwah!”
 
Camilla quickly sat Corrin in her lap and pinned her in place with one arm. Corrin’s struggling was significantly stronger than before but still not enough to escape. Corrin could do nothing but silently fume while resting against Camilla’s huge breasts. With a free hand, she gently pressed her own mounds, lamenting how small they were in comparison. Her tail, pressed between her own body and Camilla’s, decided to just wrap around her sister’s waist.
 
Immediately after, Corrin bit down on her lip, barely suppressing a moan as that thing on her front pulsed with pleasure. 
 
“How sensitive…” Camilla muttered, gently tweaking the small thing. “I… Oh. How strange.”
Corrin’s squirming ceased as her sister stopped teasing the nub on her front and instead just rested her hand on it.
 
“This… Sister, please…”
 
“Corrin, there’s a Dragon Vein on your body,” Camilla said. “Shall we see what happens if I infuse my power with it, hmm?”
 
“No wait-”
A bright blue light began to flash from Corrin, and the girl began screaming in pleasure. Enraptured, Camilla watched as the small nub grew greatly in size, eventually settling in the shape of what could only be a cock. Granted, the underside of the head was covered in several huge nubs that resembled scales, it was blue and tiny, but it was recognizable as a cock nonetheless.  The purple haired woman began playing around with it, smiling as Corin shook and moaned with every single motion.
 
“Camillaaaaa!” she whined, tail harmlessly swatting her sister’s side. “It feels weird....”
 
While Camilla knew that it was wrong to play with Corrin while she was so vulnerable, that powerful musky smell emanating from the dragon robbed her of all reason. The hot and heavy environment of the hotsprings did little to help.
 
“Don’t worry, Corrin,” Camilla whispered, gently biting on her sister’s pointed ear. “If it feels strange, that means it’s working.” After all, her mother did teach her that handjobs always made dicks feel better. And if the cute Corrin had a cute cock, it was Camilla’s job to make the cute little princess feel happy.
 
“Ah~” Corrin started to moan again as the pumping resumed. Being semi submerged, there was a fair bit of splashing, Corrin’s heady scent filling the room. The Dragon could do nothing but squirm as ecstasy overwhelmed her senses, hence unknown pleasure brought to the forefront by her tiny cock.
 
“I wonder if I can do it again…” Camilla mused before pouring her energy into Corrin again. The thick, pulsating vein on her ‘little dragon’ swelled with power once again, bathing the hotsprings in iridescent light. The cock grew with it, turning from a cute little addition into something any man would be proud of. It more than doubled in length and girth, turning from a puny growth to a seven inch monster. Camilla went from tweaking it with her thumb and forefinger to having to maintain a full grip around the turgid shaft. Corrin’s knees went weak, the girl a helpless prisoner to her own pleasure. Camilla’s hand began to pump with gusto, the bathhouse filled with Corrin’s grunts and the wet splashes. But despite the impressive side for it, there was yet still untapped potential.
 
“Well… one more time couldn’t hurt Corrin…” Camilla said before feeding the Dragonvein another dose of her power. Corrin screamed and her vision seemed to go white as another burst of pleasure overwhelmed her. Her cock grew once more, but she cold barely focus on it due to the intense climax wracking her body. The Manakete’s back arched  and she cried out like a wild animal, overwhelmed by the powerful, primal feelings surging through her. The dick spasmed, shooting rope after rope of thick semen out into the pool even while growing. Camilla watched with awe, not just at the sheer volume that Corrin managed to pump out, but the size it grew to. It was simply massive. Camilla briefly held her palm over the tip, realizing that she could barely fit the thing in the palm of her hand. The crown of sensitive nubs underneath the tip was even thicker, and she quickly realized that it was impossible to fully circle the girth with a single hand. Spellbound, Camilla used both hands to grab onto the turgid shaft, Corrin squirming beneath her.

“My my… this is quite… something.”
 
Camilla was breathless, taken aback by the size and shape of the tool, but for Corrin the endless arousal and lack of stimulation was painful. It was everything she could do to not try and force herself upon her sister. “Camilla… it hurrrrts…”
 
Normally Camilla would be hurt at the mere idea that she could cause pain for Corrin, but something about the monstrous shaft and the heady musk it exuded was enough to keep her entranced. Being so captivated, she barely even registered the words that left her mouth. “Worry not, my little Corrin. It’ll feel good soon.”
 
Camilla pressed the cock to Corrin’s soft skin, marvelling at just how long it was. It came to rest roughly halfway between Corrin’s bellybutton and her sternum, the colossal tool more than enough to bring any woman to climax. The water of the hotspring might as well have been ice compared to the heat that radiated off of the dick. Camilla kept pumping it with both of her hands, Corrin squirming against her. The frantic motions of the tail eventually grew guided, the thin-tipped appendage pressing gently against Camilla’s hole. The two sisters cried out in unison, Corrin thrusting her tail in and out of Camilla while Camilla tried her best to wring all of the semen out of her sister. The purple haired princess cried out as the tail penetrated her deeply, the constant pleasure urging her to pleasure Corrin faster and faster. 
 
Their words degenerated into whine and gasps, the hot, sweaty sex between the two of them only interrupted by the water that surrounded them. The constant stimulation of her new tool drove Corrin to the edge, turning the girl mad with lust. Every time those soft hands passed against those sensitive nubs, whenever Camilla teased the head… She was simply unable to control herself. Corrin’s idle hands soon joined her sister’s, both of them jerking off the potent tool with gusto. The steady “It’s... going to... come out again!”
 
Camilla’s hands encompassed Corrin’s and guided her to the last few steps of nirvana. The tail spasmed as the heat washed through Corrin, her body wracked with white-hot ecstasy that culminated in her thick cock. She could do nothing but cry out in ecstasy, her dick erupting, releasing all of her pent up frustration in a single instant. The thick cum poured from Corrin’s oversized member, Camilla crying out in kind. The sounds of their screams reached a crescendo as their pleasure finally peaked, before returning to a discordant cacophony of voices, the two of them panting as they tried to recover. Corrin’s tail left the sheath it had found within Camilla, and the two move themselves out of the filthy water, still exhausted.
 
“My my…” Camilla said between breaths. “That was… quite amazing…”
 
Corrin, on the other hand, had a much different view. Now that the sexual haze had mostly passed, she was terrified by her current situation. “Camillaaaaa!” she whined. “Why did you do that! How am I supposed to hide this?” Her cock was softening, but even when flaccid the huge penis was still impossible to hide. There was no way anyone would look at her panties and not see the massive protrusion.”I’m… I’m an abominaaation!” Overwhelmed by her fate to be a freak, Corrin began to tear up again, only for Camilla to gently embrace her. “You’re not a freak,” Camilla assured her. “Never think that. And besides, you mustn't worry, my little Corrin,” she cooed while stroking the girl’s hair. “I have just the thing. Wait here, will you?”
 
Sniffling, Corrin nodded. Her sister grabbed a towel and quickly changed before dashing out. Without the thick scent in the air of the hotsprings, Camilla felt remarkably clearheaded for once. Shame and embarrassment hit her all at once. Not only did she take advantage of Corrin, but she made a very real problem for the girl. It was strange, as if she was acting out of her mind. Something about the dick and the strange heady scent that seemed to roll off of it clouded her judgement.
 
But lamenting over prior failings would not give her a solution now…
 
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Camilla returned not 5 minutes later with a pair of items. The first was Corrin’s suit. The second…
“Is that a belt?” Corrin asked, looking at the strip of leather Camilla held. 
 
“Indeed,” she said. “I took some time to modify your armour so your tail is more free!” Corrin was glad for the change into clothes, what with her dress being somewhat ruined from the lovemaking session. The dragon quickly changed into her outfit, finding out that quite a bit of the armour around the back was cut. “And now…”
 
Corrin let out a gasp as Camilla touched her sensitive tail. It thrashed for a bit, but Corrin eventually realized this was going to be part of it. Camilla slid it underneath the panties, over her rounded ass and around her front. The large tail still had a fair bit of length left, enough so that it could be wrapped around Corrin’s waste and anchored. It was a bit tight in some places, but the pantie window really did a lot to give the tail room. “Tada!” Camilla said. “With the tail bulging your panties, nobody will notice your dick!”
 
Corrin looked down. It was sort of uncomfortable having her twisting tail right against her butt, but she couldn’t deny that it did mask the problem somewhat. She let out a sigh of relief, one that quickly turned into a gasp as Camilla slid down the panties and belted the tail and cock together. 
“See! Nobody will be able to tell now,” she said. “Now you don’t have to worry about a thing, my darling Corrin.”
It was still uncomfortable, but it solved the problem. Relieved beyond belief, Corrin looked up at her sister and smiled. “Camilla! Thank you so much!”
 
“It’s just a temporary measure,” Camilla said. “If you cannot fix the shifting problem, come to me and we’ll devise a much more permanent solution.”
 
With her smile restored, Corrin gave her sister a hug. “Thanks so much, Camilla!” she said before hugging her elder sister and skipping away. Camilla watched Corrin bounce away with a faint smile on her lips. 
“That girl is too adorable,” she says, sighing before turning around to see the mess made in the hotspring. The water was thick with seed. Camilla headed over to it and dipped her finger in, tasting the surprisingly sweet substance before reaching further in to pull the mechanism that drained the pool of water then refilled it.
 
Before the last of the seed vanished, she scooped up a modicum more and took another taste, her body growing flushed as the heavy sweet taste coursed through her. “Ah. I should have sucked it…” she lamented.
 
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Corrin didn’t draw too many stares as she left the bathhouse and began moving to find Azura, although a whole new trial quickly became apparent. Azura seemed to be busy chatting to Odin. Or rather getting a story told to her. Which means she’d be busy for a little. That in itself would be fine, but the main problem occurred with the journey. She never was really that conscious of the other girls around the Castle, but her gaze lingered on them. Charlotte’s slutty outfit fit only for a harlot, Effies muscles glistening as she ran her laps… even Elise’s petite cuteness and Selena’s bitchy scowl stirred something within her. The cock began to pulse, a blush quickly rushing to Corrin’s cheeks as she felt it starting to swell. Fearing the worst, she ran back to her treehouse and shut herself in. She stripped soon after, her hand resting on her rapidly hardening cock.
 
“I’ve… it calmed down after Camilla helped me… so I’ve got do do it again…”
 
The dragon started to drool as she remembered the very recent pleasure Camilla had just shown her. The girl dove under her covers for privacy, and with a lurid expression on her face, she started stroking it again. A perverted idea quickly crossed Corrin, and after quickly curling up, she began to make use of her feet. Her soles were somehow softer than her hands, and the feeling of sticking her dick between her dainty feet was absolutely heavenly. She didn’t bother to hold in the moans as she jerked her dragon dick off with her feet. A shudder ran down her spine. She knew it was wrong, perverted, indecent… but it felt so good that all of those things didn’t seem to matter as much anymore. Her tail thrashed around, and the heady scent of her own cock started to fill the room. 
“Nng…”
Corrin’s moans continued, the girl slowly and surely reaching that climax she was aiming for. Her thick, pulsating shaft throbbed with heat, pre oozing from the tip as the rutting grew ever more frequent.
 
Which is of course when the door was flung open.
 
Corrin quickly turned over and peeked her head out from under the sheet, her lust lost in lieu of recon. The person entering her room was the maid, Felicia, carrying a tea tray.
 
“Lady Corrin!” she said, walking over to Corrin’s desk and depositing the tray. “I brought your post-bath tea, as per normal!”
 
Still flushed with arousal, it was all the dragon could do to keep her voice level and not vent her frustrations. “T-thank you, Felicia. I appreciate it.”
The maid smiled at the praise. She took a bow, but midway through, she sniffed the air. “It’s no problem… but Lady Corrin, do you smell that? There’s this strange, but not really unpleasant scent wafting around here…”
 
“It’s probably nothing…” Corrin replied, hoping for the clumsy maid to hurry up and leave. Her annoyance was really starting to build.
 
“Uwawa… did I leave one of my sweet things in here? Oh no, Lady Corrin, I’m so sorry!” The maid began whizzing around the room, trying to find the source. She moved left and right quickly, only to trip on her own two feet, falling to the ground. Her face smacked against the floor, the maid on her knees with her butt wiggling about in the air…
 
Right in Corrin’s face.
 
Normally, the young scion would have been fine with it, just laughed it off. But the throbbing arousal between her loins and the frustration at being stopped midway simply exploded. Throwing off the covers and letting the cool air wash over he, Corrin grabbed and ripped the lower half of Felicia’s skirt off, the panties following soon after.
 
“L-l-lady Corrin! W-w-what are you doing!?!”
 
“B-Be quiet!” Corrin yelled, trying to sound authoritative. She lined up her cock to Felecia’s entrance, and with no heed for the poor maid, she shoved her huge shaft right in, tearing the girl’s hymen in the process. Felicia screamed as she was stretched beyond belief by the nub-covered tool. Corrin’s eyes rolled back in her head as the warm walls clenched around her invading member tightly.
 
“Wow… Felicia… you feel so good…”
 
“L-lady Corrin… W-what is that?”
 
Corin slowly pulled her cock out before shoving it right back in, Felicia crying out as it seemed to hit a wall inside of her. “This is your punishment for being such a clumsy maid,” Corrin murmured. Her tail gently patted Felicia’s stomach, and for a moment the young noble marveled at the bulge that could be felt through her skin.
 
Felicia whimpered, her walls clenching hard on Corrin’s shaft like a vice. Eventually the sensations grew too maddening. Corrin had given her enough time to get used to the girth. Caring only to satisfy her own desires, the manakete began thrusting back and forth, her hands on Felicia’s hips. The girl used all of her strength to thrust in, moaning as she hit that back wall every single time. She couldn’t hilt herself, not fully, but Felicia’s quivering sheath was more than enough. Corrin’s legs shook, the girl barely able to keep herself upright as she pounded into Felicia harder and harder. The maid struggled weakly, but after a few pumps the pain began to into pleasure. Being filled so utterly, having her walls scraped by those nubs and the vigor and power behind Corrin… It was no wonder that she started getting into it. It didn’t take long for the huge shaft to bring the maid to the first climax of her life, a tidal surge of unmatched bliss that washed away all of her worries
 
Forgetting that it was supposed to be a punishment, Felicia began pushing her butt back against Corrin, the sounds of sex echoing through the room. The noble didn’t stop. Felicia’s risque outfit and her fantastic body were too much. She continued grunting, rutting with Felicia like a mad beast. For just a second, lust consumed them both, maid and mistress both pursuing greater heights of pleasure. The thick scent of Corrin’s draconic musk clouded the thoughts of them both, the girls obsessed with finishing, and with one final thrust Corrin slammed her cock against the entrance to Felicia’s womb and climaxed, thick gooey ropes of seed pouring into the girl. Felicia cried out in exultation, eyes rolled back in her head as her Mistress filled her completely. The thick cum flooded the girl, and when the energetic futa finally finished and pulled out, excess cream began to drip on the floor.
 
Exhausted by the passionate lovemaking, both of them collapsed into a pile of tangled limbs, both breathing heavily. With her lust sated and cock finally shrinking back down, Corrin was assaulted by a slew of negative thoughts.
She raped her maid. Hell, she probably even impregnated her. Corrin wallowed in her own horror for a few seconds before the tears came once again.
“Lady Corrin… why are you crying?”
Corrin’s tears began to flow even harder, the emotions pouring forth. 
“I assaulted you!” she said, her body wracked with sobs. “I-I forced myself on you and now you know about my growth and… and-”

Felicia merely giggled. Corrin looked at her, confused. “E-eh?”
 
“It was scary at first… but that felt really good, Lady Corrin. I… didn’t know you felt that way…”
 
“Felicia…”
 
“So don’t worry!” The maid said. “I’ll keep your secret, and since it felt so good… i-if you ever need help with that thing again… don’t be afraid to call your maid to help you out!”
 
Corrin snuffles, wiping away the tears from her cheeks. “T-thanks, Felicia. That means a lot.” The maid gets out from under Corrin and gives her charge a big hug.
 
 The two remain close for a bit, but eventually pull away. When they do, Felicia notices the absolute state of the room and gulps. “Um, with that out of the way, I think I need the cleaning supplies… I’ll talk to you later, Lady Corrin!”
 
Corrin waved as Felicia headed to the door, the klutz not even noticing the rivulet of seed running down her thigh. She skipped happily out of the door. Corrin breathed a sigh of relief before her calm was broken by a sudden scream and a thud on the floor.
 
“I’m okay!” came the weary cry from Felicia.
 
Corrin smiled. “Whatever am I going to do with that girl…?”