Wait, what about Dimitra?

Dimitra said she had things she wanted to look at, and that was true, but they weren't things on sale. She slithered past the curtain of the fitting store where mythfolk who had trouble with conventional clothing while fitted could wait and not have humans stare at them. She waved at some of the employees, all of whom knew her from times she had had her own clothes fitted. She saw Kaya talking to Kris, a harpy who worked as a fitter. She nodded at Kaya before going about her business. Kaya saw Dimitra and gave a wave and a smile when she saw her friend.

"Hi, Dimitra. What brings you in here? Looking to get some new clothes?" Kaya asked. They went over to talk at a corner of the store.

"Not this time, though it's certainly something on my to-do list in the future," Dimitra replied.

"Oh? What would be on top?" Kaya asked with a raised eyebrow.

Dimitra smiled naughtily. "I'm looking for your father."

Kaya chuckled. "I am not surprised. You've been antsy for days now. You're ready to breed, aren't you?"

Dimitra nodded. "Yes. After my first experience with your father at your last party..I can think of no one better to father my first child."

"You know you don't need my permission, and Mom's watched you grow into a woman and certainly won't mind. Dad adores you, and even if he didn't, he'd probably do it anyway," Kaya teased.

"You say that like your father's a **** to pussy," Dimitra chuckled.

"He is," Kaya said with teasing frankness. "but Mom and I aren't exactly prudish either. You're..you're not planning to do something here, are you? I know some owners are okay with that, but this place is used by a lot of humans," Kaya warned.

"Here? No The place should be somewhere comfortable and secure. I just, well..." Dimitra looked sheepish.

"You want to see his cock again?" Kaya guessed.

"I really want to see his cock again," Dimitra admitted.

Kaya laughed. "You're so dirty, Dimitra. Wanting to see your best friend's dad's cock."

Dimitra squirmed a bit, her skin reddening. Kaya knew Dimitra loved to be talked dirty to, but was somewhat insecure about it.

She gives Dimitra a hug. "I'd be proud to have you mother my sibling."

Dimitra hugged her back. "I appreciate that."

"You'll have to hurry though if you want my father's seed first. He's got his share of admirers," Kaya teased.

"That's fine. I don't mind sharing," Dimitra said with a smile.

Parting from their hug, Dimitra slithered over to where Kaya said Gen was. As she got closer, she swore she could hear little moans. She moved closer, taking a small peak behind the curtain.