"I thought I was straight." Erica blinked. "I was wrong."
"I thought Princess Aracelle was the most beautiful lady I would ever see in this life," Sherry said. "I was wrong."
"… I want her to give birth to my child," Shana stated in a serious tone. "A dozen will do."
Princess Aracelle nodded in agreement. "I am thinking the same thing."
All of them looked at the young lady who stood naked in front of them.
It seemed that the clothes that Thirteen had worn earlier had disappeared without a trace after he transformed.
The young lady's eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly as she opened her eyes. Her unfocused gaze then landed on Erica, who couldn't help but blush for some reason.
"Okay, I'm fine with not being straight," Erica said as she walked toward Zion—errr, Zia, then hugged her and kissed her three times on her lips.
"Hey! No fair!" Shana, who didn't want to lose out, hurriedly hugged the young lady and showered her cheeks and lips with kisses. "You're so cute, Zia."
