[ The heat rises to meet Nanami's claws, and she tenses up, ready to leap to the bathroom when the wing comes out, when the blood gushes from the wound and Shoka needs the care -
But there's none of that. The change is clean, like fire and heat are washing through Shoka and changing her, ignoring her biology to magically transform her into something new and beautiful and majestic. Shoka sits up, and Nanami sits back, admiring.
Her wing is amazing, and Nanami's visibly speechless for a long time looking at her. She holds her own cheeks, staring. ]
You look beautifulllll... [ Girlfriend is rebooting, give her a second. Oh that little tail flick... Nanami's own tails are wagging hard, as she bounces a little bit with excitement and energy. ]
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But there's none of that. The change is clean, like fire and heat are washing through Shoka and changing her, ignoring her biology to magically transform her into something new and beautiful and majestic. Shoka sits up, and Nanami sits back, admiring.
Her wing is amazing, and Nanami's visibly speechless for a long time looking at her. She holds her own cheeks, staring. ]
You look beautifulllll... [ Girlfriend is rebooting, give her a second. Oh that little tail flick... Nanami's own tails are wagging hard, as she bounces a little bit with excitement and energy. ]