<strong>Tagging:</strong>Xia<br/><div class="floatright">(https://img00.deviantart.net/2b54/i/2016/014/3/2/tentacle_babe_aislinne_by_liveforthefunk-d9nxfmb.png)</div>Wazaurin nodded in agreement. "Mmm-hm. Prices to match the requests little Miss." Her eyes lit up with a shade of arcane blue at the mention of 'elf'.<br/><br/>A tone of pity and empathy seeped into her voice a touch too sweet to be wholly real. "Aww. You wish to get rid of that tail? Poor thing, but you're so cute with it. I get that you're not used to submitting. Such strong warrior girl. Nuhhuh, I bet you've carved a path of conquest and dominance on your way down here." Wazaurin licked her lips, paused as she bit down a gasp from being pleasured by the chair.<br/><br/>"Oh, do not worry, Xia. Your concern is adorable, but there's no need to put your pretty little tush in harm's way. I have... Ideas already. How long would you pay? I'll leave that up to you, but if you must go then stay at least a month. I think that should do. Worry not. We'll get this little tail problem out of your mind in a swifty wag of tentacle or two." She paused, contemplating, remembering something. "But... If you wish for true purity from the Blessings of Gaia. There may yet be a way, but a more expensive one. Much, much, more so. One that might cost you your body and sanity in its pursuit."<br/><br/>"Up on the Green Rim there lives a man called Omigri. A wizard extraordinaire. Here in Bubble City lives little old me, madam Wazaurin. And, in the depths of the sixth layer within that lonely cabin in the light, resides Chelsea." Wazaurin's nose twitched. "Hmh. Little witch is trapped down there out of her own stupidity, but last I know has some insight into Gaia's influence upon the Mortal fabric of reality that neither of us could learn from up here. I see you are mighty powerful, within reason, so if you truly truly wish for salvation from the blessings. Then, I could offer you a perilous path to connect the knowledge we three possess. However, I fear that alone you would be gobbled up and end up a slave to someone else."<br/><br/>"But, never mind any of that. You wish to get some relief? That I can offer. Come with me lil pet," Wazaurin cooed. She stood up and turned her ass to Xia as she began towards a portion of her collection of strange artifacts. She opened a locked glass casket containing a black opal with a wide open pink eye carved on it. Wazaurin stuck out her tongue and pressed the gem against it. It sank into her gooey flesh. The runes on it came alive with bright illumination.<br/><br/>"Mmmnnnh." Wazaurin licked it around her mouth, getting accustomed to the stone. "Strip, and sit on the sofa over here." She gestured at a luxurious leathery coated chair carved with the same tentacle theme as rest of the decor. "I'll be kissing new truths into you. It's up to you if you accept them or not. Since it is a rather... Involved process I may get a bit excited so don't be too hard on me if I ask something little for myself too, okay?" She finished with a gentle chuckle and a wink.<br/><br/><strong>Wazaurin asks Xia for a magical kissing ritual. She sits her plump rear on the sofa and pats it for Xia to join. What does she do?</strong>