Face the fox.

Masumi is a kitsune. From what you've seen of her powers so far, she's been able to transform into a seemingly ordinary fox, but she can also place a leaf atop someone's head to poof magical clothing onto their body. That seems far too specific to be a mage spell, so it must just be something kitsunes can do. It does sound like something you've heard before, though that's usually something more akin to the mythology of tanukis. Both mythical creatures still have ties to transformation, however.

For a moment, it's like nobody else exists. Masumi stands radiant--crimson kimono trimmed with gold slipped partly down her shoulders in a purposely tantalizing manner. The silken fabric lays delicately yet dangerously over her massive cleavage, as if in a moment's notice, it could slip right open. She knows her body is stimulating. When you stare, she simply stares back, remaining silent as she knows her body is making you weak. Like flames behind her, nine bushy red tails wave slowly back and forth, and atop her long red hair is a set of fox-like ears. As she stands, she crosses her arms beneath her heavy chest and slowly nudges it up and down, knowing full-well that you're ogling. Her ears twitch. Her mouth slowly opens. For a brief moment, you see the tip of her tongue slide over the front of her teeth, but then she begins to speak, albeit very quietly.

"Come here," she whispers. "Be a good boy."

Wait a minute. You ponder for a second, and then you look to Vex. "You said no magic, but I haven't started with you two yet. That means I could do something now, right?"

She puts a hand on her hip in a sassy pose. "I guess, but using that Pleasure spell on her isn't going to win you anything."

"That's fine with me." Quickly, you place a palm on your chest. "Pleasure," you speak. Said magic word releases a wave of sexual euphoria into your own body, but you use only a little bit of mana to do so. It's a strange sensation to be hit with it so soon after an orgasm, and it's not at all like Dajy's magic, but you feel your member twitch. The drive of your libido begins to return.

"Oh?"

You walk past the devil, quite low on mana now, but that's hopefully the only help you'll need. As you approach the buxom kitsune, you eye her over. She isn't short like Vex at all. Her visage is quite remarkable, like a divine reflection of Dajy or something of the like. Her gaze is glistening and golden.

"That's a **** attempt, Mr. Warren, but I respect it," Masumi says.

"I need to do everything I can, don't I? Otherwise, I won't be able to pleasure you at all, Ms. Masumi."

Her smile widens. She then takes you by the back of the head and firmly nestles your face straight into her plush cleavage. As she does, she moans softly. She seems to enjoy the hot feeling of your breath between her tits, or perhaps simply the attention in general of your body pressed against her own. You wrap your arms around her and squeeze tight the embrace, and as she steps backwards before bumping into the wall, you feel the fabric of her wardrobe loosen from her body. Her skin is so silken smooth, just like her clothes--body fair and soft. You can feel the tickle of her tails wrapping around from behind, which also function as a large comfy pillow between her and the stone bricks behind her. As you run your fingers back through her long, red hair, you look up from her bosom to see her affectionate smile still present across her face.

With one hand, you begin to slide the kimono farther down her arm, and with your other, you caress up her neck before placing your palm firmly against her cheek. You move up from her breasts, gently touching your lips against hers as the two of you stare into each other's eyes for a moment.

She tickles her fingers down the back of your neck. "This is something you've wanted to do since the first time we met, isn't it~?"

You push your mouth against hers for a long kiss. Then, you feel your cock start rising up once again. It pushes up against the front of her kimono, and by the look in her eyes, she definitely feels it there.

"I suppose that's my answer," she continues. "I didn't doubt you for a moment, Mr. Warren."