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After two hard spanks, Morgala is spilling the beans and confessing to everything.

She tells the fairy exactly what she wants to hear, about how she and Thurkla are both just bumbling servants of the fairy's rival, out to steal her recipe, or whatever.

None of it is true, but Morgala has a very low thresh hold for pain, and when placed under pressure, she tends to fold as quickly as Sunday's laundry.

The poor elf is so convincing at confessing to all of her non-existent crimes, that not only does Tinkee-Toot believe her, but Thurkla and Morgala almost do too!

"O-ok... so now you know just how bad and naughty the two of us are," Morgala says with a face as red as a tomato. "We promise we'll never do it again, and... and we'll even tell Sugar-Bum herself that it's useless to continue her foolish efforts."

"Sugar-Tum," Tinkee-Toot corrects, ordering a vine to slap Morgala's bare bum once more.

The elf yelps and leaps into the air, making her whole soft body jiggle.

"R-right," she whimpers. "So... can we go now? Please?"

"Almost," Tinkee-Toot says in an adorably cute, yet somehow menacing voice.

Thurkla and Morgala both gulp nervously.