A tongue found another and mouths connected. There was a certain 'raw' experience being shared here, in addition to the destruction of her imagined school. Oh, but it would be interesting would be the moment their mouths parted. Another sing-song haiku left the mouth of the Sex Devil and it seemed to have the effect of... changing the scenery. Oddly enough, it would be this change which left Martha in another familiar place. Ah she'd be waiting to comment though, as she was up on a rock at the edge of a hot spring still being pounded into... and filled. It was odd that such a thing happened twice after never happening at all, but something about this felt markedly different. That first spill seemed to wipe away the connection forming between her and Astolfo, the rest seemed to be just because. Still, he eventually pulled away, leaving her forming new clothes in her memory or imagination, it all seemed quite flexible at this point.
She'd soon recover from her own orgasm, stretching as a Yukata formed on her person and she pulled herself over the edge leaving only her feet wet as she stretched quite a bit. Her back and shoulders popped and she felt the satisfying burn of muscles stagnant and unused. She sighed her own content. "Yeah!~ It really was~" she fully agreed while inspecting her own form. "Hm, I haven't worn a Yukata since I became an adult... these things aren't made for thickness..." she mused. She eyed pale lilac colored yukata decorated in slightly deeper-hued clematis flowers. She'd had one like this wen she was young, but her bosom wasn't nearly as big, her legs not quite as muscular. She was practically spilling out of it, "I look like one of those gushed over anime characters..." she commented almost absently. Her eyes went to the Sex Devil and she took in his new attire. She wasn't the most girly of individuals but she was familiar with the language of flowers at least a little. "Red Spider Lilies... death, rebirth... evolution. Isn't that a little on the nose for the Sex Devil, peddling life-changing sex and personal growth?" she asked almost rhetorically.
At the same time, Anais was having a shift in her day. She'd started off this afternoon drunk and horny and now it seemed that it would be cycling through to her mentor using her as a catalyst. Her mana had apparently become enough of an alcoholic beverage, and Ailen was freely partaking. When asked about his experience, he seemed to think it a good one, he even had a bit of mana slipping down his chin. She leaned up towards him allowing her tongue to retrieve what was spilling down his chin. "Oh? I wondered about that... the drink itself is pretty tasty." she mused seemingly pleased. "I think a few more cups will eventually be in order.... just to make sure the quality is changing across the board," she teased gently. Ah well, she wouldn't mind more drinking if the end result was her being turned into some kind of cup, regardless of the way he chose to drink. Her still moving hips finally came to a stop, as if she fully intended to give Ailen a bit of a break for a few seconds. She came to relax in his lap and wondered if he would like to change positions for a bit. "Shishou, would you like to choose what's next? Moving around a bit is pretty fun when alcohol is involved~" she claimed and had likely proven true given their initial positioning with her backing her hips against his.
While things shifted around it seemed that Sakura and Charles were coming to some conclusions. The white haired girl got to witness Charles having some kind of epiphany. It was markedly different from how he normally looked, he even managed one of those slightly odd chuckles which seemed almsot out of character for the way he handled himself. It was like he was thinking something odd and she couldn't know what it was just yet. It was... intensely interesting. More so than that... there was his reaction to seeing his handiwork. Though his eyes had been closed at the moment of his expulsion he opened them and seemed stunned by the sight. Even as she tasted his essence he seemed shocked. "Oh? The quality has changed a bit... it tastes more like alcohol now," she mused. "And you look so pleased!~" she nearly squealed. Watching Charles emote was one of her favorite things.