Cal's spells seemed to work, turning her back into her quite womanly form... and yet, still, something seemed<em>off.</em>Like masculinity had become her<em>true</em>nature. She had an aching desire to... stick things in...<strong>places.</strong>And it even more obvious as a woman again, simply for lack of having... a thing to stick into places. Cal felt her female form... desirous to return back to 'normal', like it was womanhood that was foreign to her!<br/><br/>Arren's clone slumped off of her, still asleep. She almost looked dead, were it not for the slow heaving of her chest up and down as she breathed. She was about as knocked out as the Owlbear, who didn't seem to even register having a spell flung at it, though Myar felt that it worked.<br/><br/>The harem of hedonistic halflings all came to one by one, some of them far more interesting in indulging their pleasures than anything else... Indeed, Guin couldn't get them off of him! Even the men were getting in on the action, squeezing the bard's butt and sliding hands up his thigh... The dragon seemed to pay no mind to its surroundings, wincing as it yawned and stretched its wings out. Blinking, it looked over to Ash, Cal, Myar, and the rest of the adventurers.<br/><br/>It trounced forward, carefully avoiding the pile of demi-humans and humans, and then lunged towards Arren! ...And nuzzled its snout affectionately on the man's chest. It whined, even, as a dog might...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> So many posts to reply to... Rather than address each one specifically, I'll just get the ball rolling with a general post.</div></div>