"Nggh!" She let out again, her sensitive ears always being a fast-track towards arousal for those who knew her best... and in this case, those who hardly knew her at all. 'Okay, Vilo.' She thought to herself, 'You've gotten yourself out of situations far stickier than this!' Maybe<em>sticky</em>wasn't the right word...<br/><br/>Aah! It was those big fingers again! A human's<em> pinky </em>could press upon her entire clit in excess, much less any other digit... and two could have overlapped her entire miniature womanhood! Some men saw this as daunting, believing that the tinier dimensions of her body required more precision to please her. If anything, it was the opposite... It was like being touched<em>everywhere</em>at once.<br/><br/>Her slight tuft of hair was hardly an obstacle as his fingers pulled her lips up with every calculated rake. It was hardly an effort for him... rather, upon a woman of<em>her</em>size, rubbing his fingers two inches was equivalent to stroking<strong>five</strong>inches upon a human woman. Her mysterious assailant barely had to move his fingertips at all and it would feel like the most grandiose of maneuvers any<em>halfling</em>could preform upon her!<br/><br/>"Aaaaggh!" Viloet cried out, half an outburst of pleasure and half a frenzied exclamation of rage. Rage that he was well on his way to<em>getting her off.</em>The halfling was almost getting wet. Almost. For a moment, she had wondered if her body had become so jaded as to derive arousal from such an... an assault upon her decency! Viloet cursed her body, for it had failed her.<br/><br/>It couldn't even share her contempt. 'Okay, Vilo.' Back to the task at hand. Escape... Wriggling free wasn't going to work. Overpowering the man was even less likely...