OOC: It's just how I was imagining how he 'slunk down'. To clarify, imagine Fiana lying there, her six breasts like a box of eggs in a 2x3 array. her head and arms peek out from under one end, her legs and tail the other. There's two star shaped gaps each where four tits meet. I was thinking of it in a cartoony way, since Chris is sprawled across her, he could wiggle head first down one of the gaps. Assume space folding magic, or rule of funny, whatever works for you, in that he has enough space down there between the breasts to wriggle along on his front. So only his tail is poking up, and the tip is visible moving along the lines of cleavage like the sharks fin in Jaws. I happened to find the image funny.<br/><br/>Fiana sighed. "Well, most of the things I wanted to do kinda required me to be mobile. Still... I wonder... Could you get my transformation plug, and some lube, it's in my jacket."<br/><br/>The plug was easy to find, and she quickly had it in her hands. She fiddled with the settings for a moment, oiled it up, then handed it back. "Could you plug it in and switch it on. I downloaded a new setting from the Opaleye website, and I want to see if it works."