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The form underneath Estrasa's bed shifts and stirs in the night. Often, Munie would hear her mistress mutter to herself when she spends some of her scant hours in her bed. Each night, though, the mistress shifts, taking on a different form, perhaps even her true form. After weeks of being in her bedroom, the little kobold maid just can't take it anymore. She has to know. So, using her bedsheets, and a little help from, ugh, Collith, she is able to fashion herself ropes to get her across to her mistress's bedside.

Now that she actually stands on the sheets, the massive form of Estrasa squirming underneath, she can't help but actually shudder in anticipation. "T-this is it..." she says to herself, rubbing her hands. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna see my mistress. I'm going to see what she really looks like!

Luckily, Estrasa pulls up the covers each and every night, allowing the kobold to lift up just a bit of fabric and wriggle her way inside. Just like exploring some dark cave, Munie squirms her way within, the warmth from her mistress's body making the whole underblanket like a furnace.

"S... sure is warm," she says, her hand reaching forward to feel along the walls, only to find a soft bit that is warmer than the cover before it. Flesh? It's so dark, even her kobold eyes have trouble seeing exactly what it is. It's not scaled. Is she really human? She frowns. All this time, she hoped that Estrasa would be a kobold, like her. It just seems much more appropriate and much more romantic. Well, even if her expectations are shattered, that doesn't mean she should stop finding out what she came here to discover, so she presses on. Soon, her feet press against something squishy as well.

"Okay, is that a tail?" she asks, poking at the flesh beneath her, "or is she laying with one leg over the other?" She is lost in the anatomy and shrugs. "Okay, I need to find something recognizable. Then, I can fill out my mental map.

Munie has always been good at planning out spacial awareness. She needed it to swipe things from people without them noticing it, and she certainly needs it to make sure she's cleaning up every last inch of her mistress's castle, so she maps out this strange figure as she feels along the body, even if she doesn't know exactly what the picture will make for her yet.

Running her hands along the flesh, she suddenly has to stop as the body trembles under her. Soon, her entire world is flipped upside down as sheets and skin shift out of position, sending the kobold tumbling back, desperately trying to hold on, her claws sinking into skin.

Holding on, she catches her breath, not wanting to get caught, but she keeps her claws embedded into the warm body. Soon, a cool wind hits her as sheets lift up to reveal moonlight, and an arm, with fingers clawed like a rake, reaches down for her. She yelps and lets go, taking her chances with gravity, only to find herself plopping down on something pillowy, on something moist, on something her tail sinks into.

Patting her hands around, Munie questions a moment what exactly she has landed on, but when she wiggles her tail in the strange orifice, the giant mistress coos and rolls over once more, this time pressing the miniaturized kobold against the opening and the bed beneath it. Squeezed tightly, she finds herself sinking further and further inside, whimpering as she faces the unknown. First, her whole tail sinks in, then her back and her feet, and finally, her head. With one last squeak, she tries to call out to her mistress, to let her know she's here, to get her to rescue her.

With one last pop, she sinks completely inside. Wet sensitive walls drench her maid's uniform. She coughs and shifts, finding the air inside to be overwhelmingly musky. As she rolls around, the walls around her tremble, and she realizes the truth of her situation.

"O... oh no..." she gulps. "M-mistress will be so mad with me if she discovers me in here," Munie says, but she wraps her arms around herself and shudders. "But it... it feels so nice, so safe. Is this what-is this what mammals feel like before they're born? It's weird... but... its not bad at all.

Seeing no other way for her now, she pushes against the wettened glistening walls, moving herself inside deeper and deeper into her mistress. "Guess I should make the best of my situation," she admits. "I'll know everything I can about you, mistress," she says, "outside and in. I'll please you like nothing else, don't you worry!"

The walls around her tremble as she spelunks deeper inside the cavern, moving further down along the tunnel until, all of a sudden, her tail hits against something. She looks over her shoulder, the space just roomy enough for her to make out a pillar of flesh blocking the rest of her passage. "W.... What's this?" Munie asks, her tail poking at it. It quivers slightly at her prodding. "Should that be there? What if I try to go around it?"

Suddenly, her entire orientation shifts, and Munie slips downward. Instinctively, she wraps her tail around the pillar, but even for her tiny size, her weight is pretty heavy, and the pillar not so strong. It breaks and the movement around her ceases for a second as she slips down towards the outside of the canal.

Light shines before her, blinding the kobold, but soon, something obscures it in front of her, two fingers, which reach up and hook at her, pulling her down and out.

Munie gasps as fresh air fills her lungs. Her whole body is caked in fluids, clear, white, red. She hops up on the palm and tries to wipe herself up, but then she realizes what's happening, looks up, and sees her mistress in her kobold form, looking at her with her with narrowed crimson eyes.

"What a curious little kobold you are," Estrasa says. "You know what happens to the curious around here."

Munie gulps, holding onto her tail. It's going to be a long, long night.