Kuron awoke to an unfamiliar ceiling, but that was normal for her. So she did not think much of it. At least not until her memories came rushing back to the fore of her mind. She remembered her conversation last night, and blushed deep red when she remembered that she had been walking around naked, and talking to others without even realizing it. It made her wonder what kind of girl she was going to be. 

Not even one day as a girl, and she was walking around naked publicly as if nothing was wrong. The guild even had a station nearby that provided cheap clothing, and she didn’t even run for it. No, instead she remained there, cursed her mistake, and then had a conversation with Misaki. A conversation in the nude, and she wasn’t even trying to cover herself. At least there were only girls in the area, but still, it was not like her. Public nudity had never really been her thing. Sure she had her fun with girls, but it had always been private.

Shifting in the bed, she moved the pillows as the blankets fell from her frame. As they did she noticed that she was naked, and thinking back she could not recall getting dressed. Seeing as she was alone though, it did not seem all that important that she was nude. Her mind mainly focused on trying to figure out why she had done that. Not that she focused on the problem for long. After a while she found herself distracted by her own body.

Here she was all alone, naked in a situation countless men had thought of at least once. Even she had idly wondered what it was like to be a girl, once or twice. Now she was one, so she pushed her thoughts aside, and decided to explore her own body. Slowly she reached for her breasts, she remembered what seemed to feel good from her sessions with her playmates. So avoiding the nipples she began to knead them gently. That stimulation was a little more intense than she had expected, and she quickly found herself enjoying it. It seemed that she was on the sensitive side of things.

After a moment or two, she changed her rhythm, and growing a little bolder, and maybe driven by curiosity she started to play with her nipples as well. Already they had hardened a bit, allowing her to roll the nubs between her fingers. She moaned as a tingle rippled through her. Her nipples were much more sensitive than her mounds, and as she explored her breasts, she wondered how it would feel down there.

A single hand wandered under the sheets, while with the other she continued to play with her boobs. She gasped when her fingers brushed over a smooth mound down below. Already she could feel some sticky moisture down below, but she barely focused on that. She wanted more and continued her explorations. At first, she kept her fingers on the surface, but before long she grew bolder. Slipping her fingers into her hole, she probed her entrance. First with one, then two, and soon three. She did however avoid her clit. Kuron knew how sensitive those were, and she was already finding herself on the sensitive side. As such she was afraid to touch it.

Suddenly her vision went white, and her back arched as her muscles spasmed. It took her a moment to come down from the high, and when she did she realized she had just had her first orgasm as a girl. She was tempted to explore some more but froze when she sensed a presence nearby. Looking up, she noticed the door was open, and a young woman she did not know was standing there watching her. The woman clearly seemed amused, and giggled, “Don’t stop on my account Kuron.”

The fact that this woman seemed to know her, made Kuron look at her more carefully, while in the same moment she flushed a deep red, and covered herself with a sheet. Embarrassed that she had been caught masturbating. The young woman seemed familiar somehow, but she could not place them. Thankfully the woman seemed to notice this and helpfully introduced herself.

“I had a feeling you would not recognize me. Hell, if Misaki had not told me what happened I would not have recognized you. I might have mistaken you for one of your sisters instead. I used to go by Phillip. It’s Phyllis now, and it has been a while hasn’t it?”

Her eyes widened, and she took a second look. Now she could see it, the resemblance. Only she was so tiny now, that it was hard to connect the large man with the girl in front of her. Sure she had shrunk as well, and after hearing that Phillip was a girl, she had been expecting it. This however was far more than she expected. She stuttered something unintelligible, and then Phyllis giggled, “Not what you were expecting? The females in my family tend to be on the petite side of things, and I seem to have inherited that.”

Finally, she found her voice, “Um, petite does not quite cover it.” Then remembering that she was naked, and sticky, “Although, I think I need a bath and some clothes. Then we can talk more at breakfast.”

Phyllis’ eyes showed an odd glint, and then she said, “Sounds good, and about last night. Sorry that was my fault.”

Before Kuron could learn what she meant, Phyllis was gone, and a demonic maid was helping her.

Misaki was at the table, thinking about what Phyllis had told her before going to see Kuron. It had some interesting implications, but before she could think much of it, a naked figure materialized in an empty chair without warning. A figure she recognized. “Remember that conversation we had about some criminal’s kids coming to stay with you?

Misaki nodded, “Yes, I am still waiting for them to show up.”

Dewari shifted, and with a sad look, “Well there never seemed to be a good time to drop them off, but since you aren’t too busy. I dropped them in your gardens now. I had them in stasis waiting for a good time to hand them over to you.”

“I kind of had... plans but young kids in need take precedence. I’ll head down right away.”

Dewari leaned forward, “Before you go, you are getting to the point where you can switch out many of your secret passages with hidden gates. It’s faster, and can be just as secure if you designate it appropriately.”

She smiled, “I had been thinking about that lately.”

Dewari smiled, “That’s good, and before I go. I wanted to let you know that a certain primordial goddess will be stopping by soon.”

Misaki frowned, “To see her granddaughter right?”

Dewari shook her head, “Not entirely. Seems she has something to talk to you about. She was rather vague when she spoke to me. Told me a few things, but she forbade me from sharing them. Wanted to tell you herself since it would affect you and those in town. What I can tell you is that she has decided to have children again.”

Misaki was not sure what to say, and before she could compose a response, Dewari had left. She did however realize what Dewari had said, and what it likely meant. Arlie was pregnant or going to be soon. She was not sure how, but somehow this was going to affect her.

She did not stay there long, as she already sensed the new arrivals on her deepest floor. Two lost little girls, in need of guidance. She knew she would not have the time to be with them long, and already had a couple of demons in mind to raise them. Misaki would be there for them if they needed her though. So she got up and left a quick note on the table as she made for the passage under the house.

Aya pulled away and the nipple popped from her mouth. Then she looked up into the face of her mistress. She had just finished her breakfast, and she realized she was getting used to this. Her friend was not far and had watched her, but somehow that did not bother her as much today. Not like it would have before. It was just like how she was getting used to the fact that she was always naked. Not to mention she had a feeling it would be weird for her now if she got dressed. Her mistress had been affording her more privileges of late, but clothes still weren’t on that list.

Suddenly a blue box popped up before her, and she was surprised to see that she had gained a skill. She felt a bit of trepidation about this and hesitated to read past that first line, afraid about what kind of skill she had gained, but ultimately she did.

She relaxed somewhat seeing this, but she was a little surprised. Honestly given her class she should have had the skill ‘Nature’s Embrace,’ but she never did. Rumina had built her status without it. Already she felt stronger and feeling curious she opened her status. Her eyes bulged and suddenly she understood why all those nature types disdained clothes. All of her stats were higher than they had ever been in her last life, and she was still a measly level ten. Mistress had never given her the opportunity to gain the experience needed to level up. That was a privilege that she had not earned. Well, she was hinting that she might allow her that privilege soon.

Her mistress noticed her behavior and asked her, “Something wrong?”

She shook her head, “No, I just gained a skill.”

Her mistress smiled, gently, “That’s great. So what skill did you gain?”

She shifted position a little, as she answered, “Nature’s Embrace, but I seem to have gotten a variant. Dark Nature’s Embrace.”

Her mistress smiled, “It seems Rumina has smiled her favor on you. That is a good skill to have. You should thank her for letting you unlock it.”

She had to agree. Aya had learned some time ago that thanks to her disfavor, Rumina could block her from learning certain skills. Given how long it had taken her to get it, it was likely that Rumina had been blocking her from learning it. Now that her relationship with her patron was improving, Rumina must have allowed her to learn the skill. She barely hesitated before thanking Rumina for the skill in a prayer.

There was no response, but she did not expect one. It occurred to her that before she would have been much more reluctant to pray. Now however with her desire to please her mistress, and knowing that improving her standing with Rumina would make her happy. The act was much easier for her to do. In fact, it was starting to become natural.

Just as she finished praying, her mistress said, “Now that you have the skill, I am going to have to teach you a few things and give you some training so you can get used to the boost to your stats.”

She nodded, and with a gesture, her mistress signaled her to follow as she moved for the door. Aya got up and followed after her. While Violet quickly took up a place to her left. As they went towards the temple courtyard. It seemed her mistress wanted to get right on that training.