The sun was climbing lazily into the sky, casting golden light across the forest trail. Birds chirped, leaves rustled, and somewhere far off, a stream babbled like nature's background music.
Allen walked in front, shirtless as usual, his gear slung over one shoulder and that cocky grin plastered on his face like he owned the woods. Fina trailed just behind him, tail swishing, arms crossed—but her pout from earlier had faded into a smug little smirk.
Rinni was bouncing along beside them, ears perked, eyes bright… and also deep in thought. Her nose wrinkled suddenly, and she looked down at herself with a confused frown.
"Wait…" she said, slowing down. "How am I clean?"
Allen glanced back. "Huh?"
"Last night," Rinni said, blinking. "I—I passed out on top of Fina. My whole body was covered in cum. Like… coated. My tail was a frosted mess. I fell asleep like a donut, Allen!"
Fina snorted.
Allen choked back a laugh.
