A bit taken aback at her acceptance of such a fate, his head reels back and one brow curls with curiosity.  He shakes his head and rumbles as he steps forward.  The only hint of his arousal is the soft glow of the mushroom light that it reflects, soon covered as he stands before the mushroom that rises just up to the height of his barrel like chest.  He snarls down at her with flared nostrils taking in the entirety of the aroma.  He bends his neck down and snuffles her tummy before firmly slurping the woman from groin to face.  “This powder isn’t to make you taste better, is it?”  A huff sent what loose dust swirling into the air.  “You’re quite a tricky one…”  A growl escapes him that twist into that of a wanting groan and his hind leg lifts to scrape and scratch at the ground beneath it.  “But you’re far too small for my kind, don’t you know?”  His wet tongue swipes about his lips and brushes across her face.  “Such a thing can be fixed though, and you’re mine to do with as I please,” said with an air of overconfidence.