Yifa would be able to tell the moment that Mera felt her tool slip between her buttocks, for she froze for a moment, feeling<em>that</em>.  She had almost forgotten that Yifa could change her body to be whatever she wanted it to be.  This was a firm wake up reminder, as firm as her hand had fallen on Lunar butt.<br/><br/>"O...okay," she breathed out.  "I-I'm...I'm a pretty little flower, and I love it..."  It sounded like she didn't believe herself.  Not resistant, just...unbelieving.  Perhaps some reinforcement and repetition was in order.