“Hey!” you shout at the skunk woman.
Her body jolts in response, and she turns to face the source of the noise. She tries to wipe the soap away from her face. “W-What? Who's there?”
“Spit them out!” you scold.
“Relax! I-I was going to!” she stammers back at you, her ears splaying back against her head. “Just lemmie get the soap out of my eyes!” She douses her head under the water to soak away the suds. However, you can see her stomach lurching and kicking with more panicked vigor. Her belly gluts as it moves, causing the skunk girl to shudder and bite her lower lip. She clutches her belly to squeeze it. “C-Come on, quit squirming...”
