The inn Mikuru found herself in looked pretty standard, with several people seated at tables eating and drinking and carousing, most of them paying attention to a small stage at the far end, where an elf danced wearing something that could barely be called lingerie.  A few of them, however, turned to stare at Mikuru as she came in, wondering why she was covering her breasts like that.<br/><br/>The cursed outfit seemed to behave at first, which was very strange, as usually it would choose about now to reveal her breasts.  Whatever relief she'd feel was short-lived however, because when she was almost to the counter where the innkeeper was standing she suddenly felt something pressing gently against her sex, the sensation almost like someone were licking her pussy.  Worse yet, her shoes froze mid-step, forcing her to stand in the middle of the room with her legs somewhat apart.