Well...

Five minutes later, Hilda is sitting on a rock (lamia don't really have chairs) in her snakey lover's kitchen.

Her cheeks are still flushed red and she's still reeling from the effects of the Vigara plant, if the way her thoroughly well-fucked pussy is still drooling its fragrant cunny cream is any indicator.

Hilda watches in silence as the lovely lamia hums and coos happily at her stove, a spatula in one hand. She's wearing nothing but an apron (she didn't want to get her nightie dirty), and blissfully shaking her tail as sizzling sounds and a sumptuous aroma fills the air.

This whole thing has been so surreal for Hilda, she really doesn't know what to do or how to handle it.

"How do you want your eggs?" The happy lamia asks, not bothering to look back at Hilda.

"Um..." the still naked knight stammers (the monster girl didn't have any clothing in Hilda's size), "scrambled I guess?"

"Can do!" The snake girl calls back in an adorable sing-song voice. "You want pancakes too?"

"Uh... s-sure..." Hilda mumbles.

What have I gotten myself into?!

The naked noble sighs as she contemplates her situation. But... it is getting awfully hard think when there's such an enticing beauty nearby...

Hilda licks her lips as her stomach growls.