"Raise that."
"Yes, Sir…"
Still under the influence of my skill, Gabrielle pinched the hem of her long cotton skirt and slowly lifted it. Her white thicc thighs slowly exposed themselves as the shadows gradually decreased their domain.
Satisfied, I take my grasp off of her mountain range. I bent down my body and fixed my watch on her lilac-filled Dutch plains under her elevating skirt.
When her shaky fingers ceased from rising any further, a full view of her lavender-dyed cotton pants unfolded before my amethyst gaze.
"Now I know what being with girls feels like. It's quite embarrassing, if I say so."
"Is that so? Thank the Goddess, I didn't get reborn as a girl."
The beet-red Gabrielle suddenly expressed her sudden and newfound experience and feelings. Turning into an entirely different body caused strain not only on the body but also on the mental state. The former aggressive predator is now easy prey.
Going back to the topic.
