The innkeeper looked over at Mikuru with a disapproving glare as she moaned out.  "I don't know what it is you want, but if all you're going to do is come into my inn and moan like a whore, you can find some other place.  Melissa there," he said as he pointed his thumb towards the elf on the stage, "is the only one allowed to do something like that, and she does more than just stand around and pant."<br/><br/>As the innkeeper berated her however, Mikuru could feel the curse strengthening, the sensations on her pussy growing stronger, sometimes feeling like something would push into her sex briefly, though it never went very deep.  As it continued, her breasts started to feel the same sensations, as if invisible tongues were licking her nipples.  The sensation was distracting enough that she nearly didn't notice another man, this one a half-orc, walk up behind her.  "Hah, well if this lass doesn't want to leave and find somewhere else, I'm sure I could bring her to my room and satisfy her, Larick," he said with a laugh as he clapped a hand on Mikuru's shoulder.