Stella's cheeks warmed up as embarrassment flowed through her. Nevermind that had gotten into trouble - that was just a side effect of being a scout. No, the trouble was how easily she had been rescued. It had taken the berserker mere seconds the hack that thing to pieces, whereas she'd just ended up in as an almost muscleless pile of goo, stuck, with her pants around her knees, on a weird horizontal salagmite.<br/><br/>And the cat girl had licked her. Worse, it felt... better.