Cum couldn't help it, throughout the changing process Eliza offered "accidental" views of herself as she dressed and prepared. Her body tingling, skin tight over her frame. She felt as if she would explode on the Shifter, letting her true form rise. But no.... not yet. She needed to know this woman before she allowed herself to become true with her.<br/><br/>"Yes. I'm quite sure, that's fine! After all, we've already been nude with each other... you've... touched my body in such interresting ways... and... Well... You've been here all night and not stolen from me. What have I to fear?" Her naive logic did ring true, but as she spoke her face got redder by the word, and her stance shifted as her slit dampened again. One of her hands slid through one of the robe's many fold and pressed hard against her crotch, rubbing the clit quickly before letting a finger polunge her depths.<br/><br/>She quickly removed it, cleaning her finger on the inside of the robe.