"Y... y... yes..."  Sakura's response was practically a sigh of pleasure, thanks to that one little touch from the alien catgirl.  Things were moving so quickly, now, and she was getting swept along for the ride, right into the waiting arms of what appeared to be a very experienced lover...<br/><br/>Of course, that was the point when reality intruded, and the space pirate professed her desire for some clothing and a meal, before any bed-related activities would happen.  Which in turn brought the magical girl back to the state of her own soaking wet clothing.<br/><br/>"Ah! Y-yes, of course!  Umm, right this way..."  And thus things went back to the original plan she had settled on, leading her new houseguest back to her wardrobe and giving her free reign to assemble whatever outfit she wanted from the clothing available.  It was all rather modest styles of clothing, admittedly, but given their differences in figure, there would probably be fabric tightening and stretching in rather scandalous and intriguing ways, regardless of what the alien chose to put on.<br/><br/>As for Sakura, she found herself finally letting down her guard enough to drop her transformation, and with that done, she, too, had to look for a set of clothes to change into.<br/><br/>Her old high school uniform caught her eye way in the back, though.  Natsuko had mentioned wanting to see her in it, and she herself couldn't help but wonder whether or not it would still fit her.  Admittedly, it probably would, considering that she hadn't filled out much since then, but there was still only one way to find out...