Pinna grew progressively pinker at Larissa's teasing praise. And not just in the cheeks: the flush seemed spread up her face and into her hair, the fiery red turning to a soft pink. Out of the corner of her eye, the Lady of Castle rend could see a stirring in the wizard's skirts indicating that there were still some lingering remnants of the prior transformation.<br/><br/>By the time Larissa reached her final question, Pinna almost seemed to be holding her breath to the point where the poor girl was trembling. "M-my Lady. I-I wasn't.... I was just....Aaaah!" All at once, the girl's resolve crumbled, and all the control she'd wrought over the transformation was undone in an instant. Her dress strained to contain her breasts as the swelled outwards again, before finally bursting at the seams. Her hips puffed out, pulling the skirt taut once more. This, in turn, made it impossible to hide the outline of the thick shaft that was straining angrily against the fabric.<br/><br/>"I am so sorry, Lady Ruxvan!" she cried, aghast, her hands flying to her chest. "I-if anything, I should be apologizing to you! You have been kind enough to offer me a home here, and I have been a most inconsiderate houseguest!"