"Yah, I've got this!" Felicity calls back in response, her hand working deeper beneath the cloth covering the statue, looking for the button she just KNEW to be there. What she finds...is not exactly the type of 'button' she was looking for.<br/><br/>It only takes about ten or fifteen seconds for the look of excitement on Felicity's face to become one of confusion. Pulling off her hat with her free hand, she brushes the back of her hand across her brow, wondering if the teleportation spell had done something...well, 'funny' to her. Either she was going crazy, or this statue was feeling kinda...um, well, warm. Warm and fleshy. Yet, it was CLEARLY a statue. Right? Ear flattening atop her head, the catgirl allows her fingers to delve a little bit deeper, feeling along the inner thighs of the statue, getting closer and closer to...<br/><br/>......<br/><br/>.....Oh my.<br/><br/>Replacing her cap atop her head, Felicity gets the most absolutely strange look on her face, her fingertips just lightly pressing into...a tight, moist little...um...<br/><br/>....was that what she thought it was?<br/><br/>The little sigh of pleasure only furthers the look of confusion on her face, and whereas any decently cautious person might have been a little offput by it, Felicity seems...well, it was hard to tell if it was dissapointment or curiosity etched upon her features "Uh....I...think this statue is....well, the maker was...certainly....thorough?" No button, and no hidden treasure, Felicity heaves a sigh, withdrawing her fingertips which were now glistening with moisture ".....It, ah....it has some ladybits down there, yah? An it's gettin' kinda warm in places...and soft. Eh, maybe, uh...izzit, um...alive, y'think? It's a beauty o' a statue, yah? Wonderin' if..."<br/><br/>Curiousity still coloring her features, Felicity begins to feel around on other areas of the statue, and not particularly sticking to only lewd places. She presses her fingertips against the succubus statue's cheeks, forehead, ears, along her throat, across her breasts (even slipping her hand inside to grope them rather forcefully, just in case they were 'soft and squishy' as they should be, or hard as rock as she expected), down her back, along her sides, and finally along her tail and rump, exploring with curious fingers "Maybe this is the bloody treasure, yah? Think how much a perv would pay for this thing, it's got...uh...got me fingers all wet and everything!"