No, wait just a little bit more to calm down.

Viv decided to stay on the comfortable "dragon seat", but keep her hands off the wrong spots - and her mind off the wrong thoughts. That wasn't easy, but she needed to pull together; recover her goth spirit and start behaving normally, not like foolish little girl, arousing herself!

Vivianne cleared her mind. She thought about the phases of the Moon; then about the different shades of black and about those blue and blood-red lipsticks she'd seen in the gothic shop in the capital. But her brain would betray her and lead her ever back to the fact of her being critically underdressed.

She imagined herself with the black lipstick and with long black lace gloves, but still in her pink panties (or even without them), running away from some people and being laughed at. They'd say: "Oh, have a look at that girl, she probably wants to look dolorous, but she forgot she's wearing girlish panties! And look at that tuft of blonde hair in her crotch? Isn't that just lovely?”

This time was her fantasising interrupted by some low drone coming from the passageway. Vivianne tilted her head forward and saw a young cleaner coming her way with a vacuum. He was still far away, but approaching fast.

The girl decided to stand up and flee the corridor in the other direction; but here was something holding her back. She couldn't stand up!

While she's been sitting, the sculptures mouth slowly snapped and trapped the rear part of her pink panties with its stone teeth!