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"A cute... H-huh?" The revelation from what Sunny tells her seems to hit Lily like a brick- As though she had never conceived of the idea that her behaviour might have more lasting consequences for the people that she interacts with. For the briefest of moments, Lily seems like she's about to pull back- To retract the skinship they currently share and try apologizing, explaining, anything...

But then the shocked moment passes, and the Spring fae settles back into herself, into her more predictable personality. Lily unclasps Sunny's hand, freeing up both of hers now such that one can lay itself atop the heavy blob of visceral dough currently forcing Sunny's legs to part before its' majesty.

"So I did this, then..? Huh..." Lily strokes the orb, her tiny hand eventually finding its way down to one of her fellow fairies' meaty haunches to offer it a testing squeeze. "...I think I do like it, ehehe~... I think I do like it, yeah!~ Gosh, though, this can't all be 'cuz of me... Can it? There's so... So much of it! You must be as heavy as an oni!"

Very skilled hands, indeed... the few still in working condition around Gensokyo, at that... can't ask much of the rest, fingers now too pudgy to even hold a needle properly. A girl who gets around as much as she does, has her contacts and friends who owe her a few "favors" here and there... so money's not an issue~

And as such, there's lots for Lily to play with~ Each ribbon loosened, button left undone, clasp and thread opened, allowed for more of the Sun Fae's flab to ooze through, and for her turgid paunch to wobbly further in front of her.

"Mmpfh.... phwahh~ Hhuouhrrph... well... a cute lil' Spring Fairy fed me lots so... guess she's worked up my appetite a little... do you like it hon'?"

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"What kind'a haunt would I be, if I shattered her hull upon my shores so unceremoniously? No, you have to build a storm, piece by piece, cloud by cloud. Only after it reaches zenith will the driftwood of her mind reach shore."

Her 'sailor' accent's drifted away some, as her body swells with cold dark waters and her eyes grow at once sunken yet also bulbous, like those of long-dead fish.

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"-And with an artifact to corrupt with my foulness too? Oh you spoil me you wretched, horrible whore." Again, very much so spoken as though she's lauding you with praise... Coming from a yokai, she very much so is, in fact.

"I'll take'er, dove, I'll take 'er and I'll break 'er 'till there's no hope fer recovery. Thanks fer givin' me somethin' to set my sights on, I'm gonna go stake out the stall she runs and see if I can't figure out where she moors herself for the night, now."

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Believe it or not... You are mostly safe now! The enchantment that had been pushing her to feed people so mercilessly has been dispelled, thus leaving her as little more than a fairy with a kink she doesn't fully understand how she developed.

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Whoever it is that does the tailoring for Sunny, for any of the fae, Lily can only offer them her greatest respects! After all, to have created a piece of fabric that not only evokes the Sun Fae's original while still allowing her to have that enormous globe jutting out of her middle is sure to be a true artist.

In her desire to keep the clothing at least semi-presentable, Lily elects to start fiddling with ribbons and clasps and threads along the breadth of her occasional lover's dress; Aiming to loosen the various bits and pieces keeping it all together to allow Sunny some more space to grow.

"You've turned into quite the glutton, Sunny! Mh! It feels like only a week or a few ago that you were actually one of the skinniest fairies I was aware of~..." Her voice hitches some as she speaks, the sound of someone triggering their own kinks. "Gosh, what changed..?~"

"Mmfh... Uhgm... lemme finish thish... one... Mfh... firsht~"

In turn, Sunny's controlling her sexual urges as much as she can in order to enjoy herself in a more... carefree, friendly sort of way. That is not to say she doesn't do sex lovingly, no. But there's a different between fucking like a beast, and gently engaging in skinship while cuddling up and doting on the Spring Fae'-

That doesn't mean she's holding back from eating, though! Quite the opposite, with the focus now being the food and affection instead of sex, she's dedicating herself to the task, going through whatever Lily offers to her, tummy straining her recently-tailored dress ever so slightly-

Before reaching for the milkshake, chugging the stuff steadily~

"Mmwmpphff~"

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"I hear ya, I see where yer comin' from dove. Oh, to be the one to properly introduce a pretty little thing like that to the depths of depravity... To leave'er skin torn and innards bloated... Makes me shiver like I just drowned, it does."

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Happily forgot all about her horrific treatment under Murasa, and especially happily recovered from it... Though at rather great cost to her physical form.

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"Mmm... That dango seller over in the village? The one with the blue dress? Yeah, if that's who you're talkin' about dove then I'm hearin' where yer comin' from..."

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"Home invasion for the purposes of murder, don't forget. Just 'cuz I like ta' do it in a particularly feedery way doesn't make it anythin' less, even to some'n who'll just reconstitute herself."

"Now, what's this about buns, hun?"

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"I'd say the kappa girl's a good fit, but she's prob'ly pretty resistant to my usual wiles, bein' made of water... After that, the recluse fairy I think's a good fit, though ain't likely she's gonna be anywhere near me ever. Shame, ain't it dove?"

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"Well what's not t'like about a cute, shy, whimperin' thing shakin' in 'er boots at'cher very presence, knowin' yer gonna do somethin' to her but not knowin' what and only gettin' more'n more anxious as y'creep closer... Then ta' let out some sort'o strangled last scream as you step inside'er soul ta have yer way with 'er?"

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"...Now that's a right good question ain't it dove? I don't really think about who I'm killing, don'cha know? T'me they're just corpses-to-be."

"That said, if I were ta' make it into somethin' more personal-like, fer some reason... I do like th' more demure actin' folk..?"

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"Much obliged, ya rancid bitch!~" Said with full affections, to the tone of 'good friend'.

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"Can't blame me, can ya? Leavin' behind those cold-sweat slick, terrified, swollen-to-bursting corpses... It's just like home!"

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"Mh... What's t'say... Poor lil' bitch didn't have no stayin' power in'er, half-convinced she ain't actually eaten anythin' herself since Spring started, powered purely by faith or summat..."

"Either way, took about ehh... Twenty'a those big ol' cinnamon rolls she throws out as part'a her patterns 'fore her stomach linin' split, and about fifteen more bottles'a chocolate sauce after that for th' outer layer'a skin to split."

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"Doin' what? Feedin' that poor little bitch till she blew? Oh yeah, great fun, reminds me o' th' good ol' days actually."