...<br/><br/>Lisra was dumbfounded, and cursed herself for using such words around an arcane caster, though it would likely be worse with one of the divine nature.  She sighed and rubbed her eyes, opened her mouth to speak, but then just sighed again.  Gnomes, or perhaps just Gioria, were weird... crazy even.<br/><br/>"Fine... but I didn't mean it was controlling my mind, Gioria." she relented, hoisting up her skirt and spreading her legs, taking hold of her ring with one hand "If you can not destroy my flower, and you think you'll have a better shot, I'll let you take another whack at that too after this."<br/><br/>Closing her eyes, she activated her ring, and grit her teeth at the tugging of her sex after the heat.  Thankfully, this time, (good gods, it was<em>huge</em>this time!) the heavy sack simply plopped down onto the metal stool, the massive, yet deflated, cock following suit.  All she had to do was not touch it, not let it rub against anything, and it would stay that way... she hoped.<br/><br/>"...you done yet?"