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Adela yelped as her hands suddenly shot for her breasts and gave them a firm squeeze against her will. Her mind raced as the various thoughts poured through her mind. What was causing her hands to sensually grope herself? Mind manipulation magic? Voodoo dolls? Pheromone inducing tentacle beasts? Perverted children who'd managed to steal an invisibility cloak or ring? As the echoes of a familiar laugh echoed inside her mind, a wave of relief swelled over her, followed by intense frustration.


"Gets you every time..." Elceres' voice echoed inside Adela's mind. "And each time, the look is even more entertaining."


"Are you ever going to stop playing such games, Goddess?" Adela asked, her face turning red as a beat, while her hands continued to grope her glistening, enormous breasts. "I believe the novelty has been lost on– Aaaahn... That feels nice..."


"Hush now, my dear," Elceres cooed as she took hold of Adela's fingers and slowly twisted her nipples."The day is still young and this bathing water is still so very clean."


"H-how are you" Adela couldn't even finish her sentence. She had to force her mouth shut, worried that the screams of pleasure would've quickly reached Garrath's ears. She couldn't stand the thought of him seeing her in such a compromising state.


"Not very many can claim that they know a woman's body as well as I do," Elceres responded, materializing behind Adela. She gently took her ear between her teeth as her hand slid between her anchor's legs. "Now," she whispered into Adela's ear, covering her mouth with her free hand, "let's see how long it takes to get your pile of man-flesh in here to attend to his mistress' cries of sweet agony."


-Flanagan, creator of Tessera

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