Wardrobe

Villager: Sheason

*He keeps his head in your abdomen pushing it a little poking around a little before pulling back out looking up to you with a small pout, licking the goop from his muzzle with a bit of a smile enjoying it, a cheerful noise from his throat*

*He looks to the stick a little confused as it comes from the goop, picking it up to look at before putting it back on the ground continuing to clean the goop from himself, though to your surprise Kepler seems to enjoy the taste, or at the very least he doesn't mind it. You're left wondering a moment if he'll try to put his paw back now that its cleaned, though the thought is quickly cut off by the new feeling of a muzzle and face now pressed into the glowing maw of your abdomen as he attempts putting his head into it*

*He keeps the paw there's for a while, though it's not long before his curiosity once again takes over upon hearing what it is, wondering, as he often does when finding something new, "What does it taste like?" having spent no longer than 15 second trying to figure this out in his mind, he pulls back the paw licking a good amount of the black goo off of it*

*he gives a small smile enjoying the feel of it on his paw* Feels nice

God, I love it :o

Quill: In that case... -Boops snek snoot-

Quill: Okay, so, even with you being the new... "leader", can snek snoot still be booped?

*He watches this change more so curious than worried, attempting to poke and grab at the newly formed tendrils around his paw, a soft cross of a giggle and a chirp coming from his throat as he attempts this, soon removing his hand to look at the new blackness properly before putting it back*

*Giving into his growing curiosity, he places his arm toward the elbow into the glowing hole that was once his friends stomach*

Thank you for fishes! *he pokes one of the broken floating pieces of horn, briefly looking over the rest of this new form, his attention drawn to the newly created hole in his friends stomach. A mild yet growing urge to put his head or a paw through it, before turning his attention to the liquid currently pooling around his hooves* ...drippy..