Her maidenhood? That was... what kind of subject was that to even...!

...

Sefira's worst fears were realized.

It wasn't as if she could have hid her predicament, that much was certain. But she had hoped, in some way, that maybe she would have had some kind of escape from this scenario. Maybe Kokoma would end up distracted somehow, so at the very least she could come to grips with her new form on her own.

That was not going to be the case.

Sefira stumbled over herself, the petite elf trying and failing to resist the shenke's efforts to drag her over to the river, then further in order to get her away from the other men. If that was it, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad, but-

"H-hey?!"

The starlight mage squirmed frantically, trying to pull away, but it was too late. Her clothing, down to her underwear, was cast aside, landing in a heap with an unpleasant squelching noise.

Immediately Sefira shut her eyes tightly, unprepared to face the truth of her new form. But shutting her eyes around this [i]weird pervert[/i] was surely a terrible idea, wasn't it?

Reluctantly, she opened them again.

Well, there it was.

There was no denying it. No attempting to hide from it. This body was hers. This petite, slender, feminine body was her.

Given the fact she was still covered in goo and next to this [i]weird pervert[/i], there was little opportunity to adjust or even start trying to deal with the fact that this was her now. Not when Sefira feared some kind of overly enthusiastic washing targeted at making her feel as embarrassing as possible.

"... I-I... y-y-you..." she stammered, her cheeks flushed pink as she squirmed where she stood. Why couldn't she just have gotten time alone to adjust instead?!

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