Make a move.

You continue to watch the mingling nobles below. You then turn back to Delphi--still a surprise, seeing her fully-sized. Though of course it's the opposite that's true. "You can blow some magic dust in someone's face and really get their body going, right? Kinda like my Pleasure spell," you ask.

"Of course. Who do you want falling to their knees?" she asks.

"Here's what I'm thinking. You find the person easiest to attack. Anyone but RF of course. Someone you can bewitch and still get away without being seen. Hopefully that causes enough of a distraction for me to float down and get the message to her without anyone noticing me. Unfortunately, RF will always have eyes on her otherwise."

"Sounds like a plan to me." She perches her foot on the edge of the balcony and scopes out the area. "There," she says. "I've got a plan. You can trust me, Kyle. I'll hit that girl with everything I've got."

She uses the ledge to vault herself up into the air as quickly as she can--keeping high above people's line of sight as she soars across the dining hall--while her eyes remain locked on a single noblewoman making her way over to the far wall.

The woman looks to be close to thirty--not a bunnyfolk, and has braided black hair. Her navy dress fits around her physique tightly, which nudges her cleavage up through a window cut above. From her side she withdraws a paper fan, unfurls it, and begins to flick a cool breeze against the side of her neck. Little does she know but a pair of eyes loom from above. A violet butterfly drops down behind her head and taps her on the shoulder.

"What is it?" asks the woman. She turns to see Delphi fluttering in front of her face, though she's only granted such a view for a second. The dust blinds her. She turns around rubbing her eyes, though the cloud dissipates as quickly as it came. "Well I never! Who did... Who did... Oh dear!"

When she turns, the pixie is already gone. She fans herself harder as she turns to the crowd. Her face floods with colour. Though at this time, a servant boy walks up to her as well with a glass of wine in his hand.

"I found the wine you asked for, ma'am," he says.

She opens her mouth, though it isn't the response the servant expected. Her eyes widen and she lets out an enthusiastic yet humiliating, "Ooohh~!" as she clutches between her legs. "Aah, yes~!" The woman falls to her knees as red as a tomato, gasping for air as an orgasm hits her out of nowhere. She clutches the floor and continues to whimper as the pleasure surges through her body.

"Ma'am! Are you all right?" the boy asks in panic.

Other people start to turn, one by one.

She looks up in terror. "Y-Yes... Yes I'm fine! Please, go back to your business."

But that doesn't stop the curiosity of man. Everyone wants to see what happened, especially after certain noises were heard.

Meanwhile, Rabbit's Foot makes her way slowly in that direction. She passes straight beneath the balcony.

Now's my chance! This is perfect. Wow that's far down, and I'm not exactly sure what I'll do if I miss, but... Damn it, here we go! You leap mightily off the edge and clap your boots together. A magic envelopes the air around you, slowing your descent as you make your way ever closer to the girl's body. Closer. Closer. She's about to pass by! Swiftly, you stop the slow falling effect and drop the rest of the way, landing perfectly between her bosom. Thankfully they function as the perfect cushion for your impact.

Rabbit's Foot gasps. She looks down, and you look up. Her mouth drops in surprise and confusion.

"It's me!" you call out as quietly as you can. The good news is that she's a bunnyfolk, so you don't need to be very loud. "We came to rescue you."

RF turns from the crowd and glances down at the body wedged in her cleavage. "Kyle? Is that really you? This is a very dangerous plan--"

"I know, I know. But I needed to talk to you somehow. Quick, I need to know how to save you. What's keeping you here?"

A voice speaks up from behind her. "Is everything all right, my dear?" says Aravor. "Don't worry. It turns out nobody was hurt."

Before you can do anything, RF pushes you down into her dress. She isn't the curviest girl that you know, but at this size, her breasts are behemoths. You squish down between them--becoming completely enveloped. They're quite firm, and you worry for a moment that you'll actually be crushed! Thankfully you have some experience thanks to a certain kraken, though this is certainly a different situation. You wiggle down between her tits to stay hidden.

"Ah yes. I'm fine," RF replies.

I can't see anything, but I recognize the voice. He was talking with her earlier. A cousin I think?

"I was just about to get some fresh air," lies RF. "It's become rather stuffy in here."

"That sounds like wonderful idea. I'll come with you," he replies.

"Oh no. I'll be only a moment."

"Then so shall I. Come, Lalarin. I wouldn't mind a calm view of the night's sky."

Guess I'm going for a ride. Damn. I wish this guy would just buzz off.