When slapped, the nymph made no effort to turn her face back toward Kass, until her dark hair was thusly pulled.<br/><br/>The fey unsuccessfully tried to hide the bulging of her eyes and gaping of her mouth at Kass's transmutation, and when slapped across the face with the freshly formed organ, she let out a strangled sigh. A spiderweb-thin strand of saliva dangled in a parabola from the struck corner of her lips back to the tip of the offending phallus, looking for all the world like vestigial ejaculate after a swallowed helping of oral sodomy.<br/><br/>She began to speak, and Aria interrupted hissing, "Speak Sylvan!"<em>in</em>Sylvan.<br/><br/>The nymph switched to that tongue - and her own tongue flicked out and brushed the tip of Kass's cock as she answered, "Ixchebel am I, and Yumcaax she. From Xcaret to northeast hail we, where rule more allies, yes...of such number I know exactly not! Dozens, if not hundreds..."  Her tone had a soft velvety gloat to it, and as she spoke, she slowly brushed her left cheek up the side of Kass's newly formed head. "This stream flows from the lake of Xcaret...but for your own sake, venture there not, for even those such as you surely could not overwhelm our number - and certainly not the espers - and 'twould be a waste for your fine forms to end up cooked upon he spits, or eaten raw by the catmen." Her cheek slid forward until her lips touched the base of Kass's cock, placing there a kiss, then another upon the hanging scrotum. The nymph's lip slide out like a snake, cupping underneath the testicles and massaging.<br/>