That buzz quickly faded into a low hum. The interaction with Her became a like a foggy dream, any notion of the tremendous woman from the previous night slipping away as Vilo slumbered.<br/><br/>There were a few sensations that immediately struck when the halfling woke the next morning. The room was dimly lit, some resemblance of morning creeping into the room. Though she distinctly remembered having trouble sleeping, she couldn't quite place what it was about. The haziness of memory was not unlike drinking heavily, though with her tolerance for alcohol she would have remembered such a night -to a certain extent atleast.<br/>Though she had lain down for the night's rest, Vilo was currently sitting upright. Her legs were covered byheywaitaminute! Those were there before but they weren't<em>that</em>big! Two human-sized pale hands were massaging what should have been a handful at most by Vilo's previous accounts, were now almost too much for one to handle.<br/>The familiar feeling of flesh at her back, Grishka's practiced fingers rolled and tweaked what could only be the nipples protruding proudly from the new orbs. But this warmth that radiated from her chest and the ensuing lightning bolts that shot through to her brain and back through Vilo's body, she may as well have been stroking the halfling's nub!