If You Give a Wolf a Cake

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	"I heard a rumor that you have a massive cake," said Freya as you approached her. "Would you consider selling it to me for... 1,200 Bells?" You stared at her and thought for a moment. You had just purchased this particular cake out of sheer curiosity of its size and, after realizing it took up nearly half the space in your kitchen, were on your way to sell it back at Re-Tail. Freya's offer was a bit cheap but, figuring she'd save you the rest of the trip to Re-Tail and back, you accepted. "A little low, but okay." you said in response. Freya, though slightly taken aback by this comment, thanked you anyway, paying you the promised amount of Bells. After receiving her cake, Freya hurried back to her home near the river. You watched as she disappeared over a hill and shrugged it off. You could earn more Bells by just fishing anyway.

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	As Freya arrived at her home, she sighed a breath of relief. "Finally, something else I can eat in this town that isn't just pears or oranges." She approached her couch and sat down, her glass coffee table in front of her. Not knowing the size of the item she'd just bought, Freya pulled a small hole-punched leaf out of her pocket and it suddenly transformed into an enormous, three-layer cake that immediately crushed the table she had been planning to set it upon. In total, it took up about nine square feet of her living room, and was about three and a half feet tall. She stared in shock for a few moments, realizing that the "massive cake" she had purchased really was massive. "Well, aren't you something..." said Freya, her shock slowly turning to admiration as she inspected how beautifully crafted the dessert was. The cake itself was clearly made from some sort of vanilla-peach blend and was topped with layers of dark pink icing. Cherries and strawberries dotted the surface of each section. An expertly positioned bow of green ribbon candy was placed on the very top as a decoration, its streamers flowing down the sides of the pastry like candy waterfalls.

	Freya stood there almost mesemerized as her mouth began to water at the sight of such a delectible dessert. However, she shook it off and regained her ladylike composure. "Okay, Freya, don't let yourself go here. All you need is one slice and you'll be full," she said to herself, trying to convince herself not to literally bite off more than she could chew. She took a quick trip to her kitchen and returned with a dull butterknife. She carefully cut a small, triangle-shaped portion of the cake from its bottom-most layer and placed it gently on a plate. "There we go," said Freya, picking up a fork and taking a small bite from the tip of the slice. Her eyes opened wide as a variety of fruity flavors exploded within her mouth. The vanilla and peach blended beautifully, the cherries were as ripe as could be and... was that a banana-creme filling? She swallowed and, looking back at her plate, quickly devoured the rest of the slice in a matter of seconds. Frosting smeared over her maw, Freya politely covered her mouth with her paw before letting out a small burp. Looking over at the mirror on the wall to her right, Freya saw how much of a mess she had made.

	"O-Oh!" exclaimed Freya, quickly wiping the frosting from her face with a napkin. She was clearly embarrassed at how much of a pig she had made of herself and a light blush spread over her cream-colored cheeks. "That... That was really good! But I don't think I need any more right now..." she said, moving over to the TV and switching it on to try and distract herself from wanting any more. However, as various commercials for Nook's stores played, Freya glanced back at the cake behind her. She was still really hungry, but was filling herself with extra calories really worth it? She did have a reputation to maintain, after all. "M-maybe I'll just eat the ribbon candy on top," she said, making a deal with herself. "And that's it, Freya. No ifs, ands, or buts."

	Slowly walking back over to the cake, Freya held her breath so as not to inhale any more of the sweet, tempting aroma. Reaching her paw up, she grabbed one of the streamers of ribbon candy and pulled the treat out of the frosting it had been held in place by. The smooth, flat candy ribbon glistened in the moonlight shining through the window as Freya raised it up to her muzzle. A loud crunch echoed through the house as she took a large bite from one of the streamers. A tangy kiwi taste spread over her tongue as she continued to bite off the rest of the streamer. It wasn't long before all that was left was the bow topper, its underside still caked with pink icing. Freya, wanting to savor the final portion, first delicately licked the sweet frosting from the bottom and then tossed the remaining bow into her mouth. It didn't take any more than a few more crunches and a quick gulp for the delicious candy to disappear forever.

	Freya looked down at her empty paws woefully. The excitement of filling her mouth with such indescribable flavor had fizzled away so quickly. Freya wanted so badly to just treat herself to another slice of that heavenly pastry but her willpower was too strong. "No." she confidently said aloud to herself. "I will NOT have any more today. I may still be hungry, but I'll find something else. I have plenty of fruit stored in the pantry." Freya opened the pantry and pulled out a perfect cherry, a little surprise she had found after absent-mindedly shaking a cherry tree the day before. She popped the delicacy into her mouth and bit down, red cherry juice bursting out over her tongue. The taste of the sweet juice reminded her of the cherries atop the slice of cake she had eaten earlier. Not even the most perfect cherry in the world could compare to that flavor. Trying to shake the thought of the cake out of her mind, Freya ate another cherry and attempted to think about something else. But she couldn't. Fruit had become so bland to her that the thought of ignoring something so wonderfully delicious sitting open in her house was unbearable. Freya, unable to tear her mind from the cake, sighed in defeat. "Okay..." she said quietly. "Just ONE more slice."

	Arriving back at her couch, Freya picked up the butterknife she had used previously and sliced another generous portion of cake from the bottom layer. "There's no WAY I'll still be hungry after this." she reassured herself, placing the slice onto her plate. The slice of cake was gone in about a minute and Freya sighed happily, wiping more frosting and cherry juice from her snout. "THERE we go. Now, that's ALL I needed, and nothing can convince me to have any more." As she stood at the sink, washing her plate, her stomach grumbled softly. "No, not right now. I said we wouldn't have any more today." said Freya. "Now look at me, talking to my own stomach. That stupid cake is driving me crazy..."

	Suddenly, Freya's automatic air conditioner whirred to life. The sudden noise startled Freya and she turned back to see where it had come from, only to end up looking back at the cake. Her stomach once again grumbled in anticipation. "No!" she exclaimed, attempting to seem assertive though only talking to herself. "I am NOT eating any more of that cake! We can have some more tomorrow!" The air from the air conditioner blew directly past the cake, catching its aroma in the breeze. This breeze hit Freya directly in the face and the particularly stong, sweet scent of the pastry entered her nose. Suddenly, Freya felt something she had never felt before. Her primal wolf instincts were beginning to kick in. She smelled fresh food, and she needed it now. Snarling and gritting her teeth, Freya launched herself toward the cake, landing her entire body on top of it. She ravenously took a huge bite out of the cake's top layer, smearing herself with icing and fruit in the process. The top layer disappeared quickly as she viciously ripped huge chunks from it, covering her muzzle with strawberry and cherry juice. Freya had managed to eat a portion of cake the size of her head in a matter of minutes. Letting out a long, loud belch, Freya slumped back onto her couch and rested her paws upon her now bloated stomach, which had become exposed as it had lifted up her deer-printed shirt.

	Suddenly Freya's mind snapped back to reality. "Whaaaa?" she cried out in confusion. "W-what the hell just happened??" Looking down at herself, she nearly fainted. "O-Oh no!!" she cried out in disbelief. "What have I done to myself?" On the verge of tears, Freya left her couch and hurried over to the mirror to see herself in full. "M-my slender physique! My flawless waist! I-it's all gone!!" Freya looked towards the ground silently, tears streaming from her eyes. "This... This can't be true! This isn't real!" she said angrily, trying to convince herself that what she saw before her was a ruse. She even pinched her arm to make sure she wasn't dreaming. She wasn't. "How did this happen..."

	Freya looked back at the slightly-smushed cake and cursed under her breath. Something deep inside her told her she should blame the cake for this but the logical part of her mind told her otherwise. It was a cake, a dessert, an inanimate object. The fault was Freya's and it was hers alone. She had let herself go when she promised herself she wouldn't. More tears continued to roll down her cheeks as she quietly headed to the bathroom to clean herself off. Looking into her bathroom mirror, she was able to get a closer look at her face. She suddenly noticed the amount of frosting caked over it, its color blending in with her fur. Without thinking, she popped out her tongue and licked off some of the frosting close to her mouth. The familiar taste of cherry juice filled her mouth and she looked down at her feet. Or at least she tried to. Her feet were no longer visible from her point of view as her large breasts and gut blocked them from sight. Sighing with remorse, Freya hefted her belly with both paws and plopped it down onto the counter she stood in front of. She stared at her mirror and looked at her new figure for what seemed like hours. "I... I don't like this. At all. But... I can learn to deal with it... I think." she said, confidence beginning to come back into her voice. After all, she had read in a magazine once that large women were beginning to become more popular in the world of fashion and modeling. She closed her eyes tight and tried to imagine the minuscule possibility that people might actually really like her new form. "Big can be good. People like big. Bigger... is better."

	Freya attempted to pull her shirt down over her gut but found the attempt to be futile. "Screw this," she said, taking it completely off and tossing it to the side. The only article of clothing left on her body was her bra, which was barely able to contain her breasts anymore. Figuring she should probably get a real, in-depth look at her new body, she took off the bra and threw it to the side next to her shirt. Now completely nude, Freya rushed back to her living room and shut the blinds on her windows so no one could see her from outside. Standing back in front of the mirror, she observed her naked body and scoffed. She looked terrible, in her eyes at least. But... if this is what people really liked...

	Freya made her way back to the couch, attempting not to look at the cake on the way there. However, the cake's massive size wasn't easy to ignore and her attention was quickly pulled back toward it. The icing on its remaining two layers, despite being practically laid upon, still looked as smooth and appetizing as ever. Freya had a tendency to eat when she was stressed, but normally she would just snack on an apple or whatever was convenient. The cake, being the only appetizing thing in the house to her at the moment, was a perfect treat for her to soothe her nerves with. Revolted by the idea of stuffing herself even more, Freya turned around and tried to ignore the dessert for the umpteenth time that night. However, looking down at her belly again, she realized that trying to keep herself slim was no longer an issue anymore. "Well... A couple extra pounds couldn't hurt, could it?"

	Sitting back down on the couch, Freya tossed aside the plate and fork she had used to eat the two slices earlier. She wouldn't be needing it anymore. Doing this hurt her deep down inside but she knew that to fully embrace her new form she needed to adapt to it, to become the fatass she really was. Digging into the cake's middle layer with her bare paws, Freya smushed the delectible treat messily into her maw. She no longer cared about manners, as she had long since passed them. Her stomach churned and gurgled angrily, as it had never been filled this much in one sitting before. "Calm down, you." Freya said to her stomach, giving it a slap with her frosting-stained paw and watching as it wobbled and sloshed in response. "You like this too, and you know it." A few more pounds of cake entered her mouth as the middle layer became only half as big as it once was. Freya, taking a moment to look at just how much she had eaten, gasped in surprise to see that a good third of the cake was gone. "My, Freya, you've reeeeally let yourself go, heh..." she said to herself, rubbing her enormous gut with both paws. Bits of cake, fruit, and icing spread over its surface as she did so, staining her fur with various shades of red and orange. Attempting to get up again from the couch was pointless as she could barely carry her own weight anymore. "Welp, cake, it's just me and you now, I guess," said Freya, realizing that she was now essentially rooted to her spot. "And we're gonna have a fuuuun night together, let me tell ya."

	Freya devoured the remaining half of the cake's middle layer in about ten minutes. She sighed with content and pulled the lever on her couch that made it recline, forcing her to lay flat on her back. Looking forward, Freya quickly realized that her massive belly and breasts blocked her view of the cake directly in front of her. Giving her huge gut a quick jab, she giggled as it wobbled back and forth, sloshing and bubbling quietly. "Bigger really IS better," she exclaimed, grabbing her stomach from both sides and giving it a forceful shake. A cacophony of burbles and glorps emanated from her belly, surprising her slightly. "My, you're a noisy one tonight..." As if in response, Freya's gut let out an enormous bubbly gurgle that caused it to visibly ripple on the outside. Nervously, Freya waited to see what exactly was happening. A large air bubble then suddenly began to make its way up her esophagus. Without thinking, she opened her maw and let out an earth-shaking belch that reverberated through her entire house. Freya laid quietly and stared wide-eyed at her ceiling for a few minutes, trying to recover from the intensity. Eventually, after a long period of silence, Freya moved her elbows back and sat up slightly. She glanced at her gut, noticing it had resumed digestion of her huge meal, and managed to choke out one word.

"W-wow..."

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	After a long night of hard work, you began to make your way toward the town hall. You had been fishing all evening and had earned yourself a decent amount of Bells, planned to be put aside for development of the next public works project. Running around the flowers so as not to trample them, you arrived at a bridge that crossed over to the upper half of the town. However, as you stepped onto its stone surface, you heard a loud noise come from somewhere up the river. Looking in the direction the sound had come from, your eyes came to rest upon Freya's house in the distance. The windows of her house seemed to be shut off and you couldn't see any light coming from inside. You quickly turned around and ran in the direction of the house to make sure Freya was okay.

	Meanwhile, inside the house, Freya had just finished off the middle layer of the cake and was sloppily licking the frosting from her paws. "So THIS is what I've been missing out on all these years!" she exclaimed happily, sucking the final bit of frosting off her left paw. "I can eat all the treats I want and not worry anymore! I'm free from the confinements of trying to live up to everyone's standards!" Filled with joy from her newfound interest, Freya began to rub her huge gut once again, its surface slippery with a combination of frosting, sweat, and fruit juice. She was beginning to love her new body, from its enormous size down to its smooth texture. Sliding a paw against the side of her ever-grumbling belly, Freya scooped up a particularly large glob of icing and shoved it into her maw. "Mmm!~" she said, savoring the sweet pink topping and allowing it to spread throughout her entire mouth. Wanting more, Freya reached down between her thick thighs and began to slide her paw along the center of her gut from the bottom up. She only made it about halfway before her paw caught on something. Looking down, she noticed that she had managed to accidentally slide her entire paw into her belly button. Blushing deeply at the sight, she curiously began to push it in deeper, the tight hole slick with sweat and icing. Freya was so fascinated and aroused by the feeling that she almost didn't notice when her front door suddenly swung open.

	"Freya, are you okay??" you asked, bursting into her house without warning. "I heard a loud noise from outside and thought you might be..." Your voice began to trail off. Freya looked over and stared wide-eyed at you, her face beet red, her huge body covered with scraps of cake, and her paw almost four inches deep inside her navel. The two of you remained motionless and looked at each other for what must have been at least five minutes. Blushing heavily, you attempted to choke out something, anything, but couldn't. Luckily, though, Freya broke the silence. "I-I can explain!" she said, pulling her paw out of her belly button and desperately trying to cover her exposed breasts with one of the couch's pillows. "It's not my fault! T-the cake made me want to do this!" Gulping and trying to recover from the awkwardness of the situation, you finally managed to get your voice working again. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were..." you stammered, trying to think of anything else to add. Before you could, however, Freya shushed you. "I-it's okay though..." she said, slightly embarrassed. "I... I like myself this way. This is... the new me." You stared at her in utter confusion for a moment before one word made its way out of your mouth.

"...What?"

	"I-I don't really know either," Freya began. "One minute, I was trying to keep myself from eating too much, next minute, half the cake was gone! I really don't know what happened but it led me to discover my love for... this." She softly pressed both her paws into her fat gut, causing it to let out a loud squelch. A weak smile spread over her face. "I... I know it's weird, but... I enjoy it..." Slowly walking over to the massive wolf, you realized that she had successfully managed to eat half a cake bigger than herself in only one evening. It had only been about an hour and a half since you had sold the pastry to her and you were shocked. "W-wow, Freya. That was... that was a big cake. And you managed to eat that much in less than two hour-" Suddenly your voice cut off as you slipped in a small puddle of frosting that had splattered onto the floor. You fell face forward, and, expecting your nose to smash against the floor, you instead fell into something much softer and squishier. You had fallen face-first into Freya's massive belly. Although you couldn't see anything at the moment, your senses of sound and touch were amplified as you brushed your hands against her soft fur and listened to the beautiful sounds her gut produced. Loud glorps and bubbles echoed through your ears as you groped her fat with both hands. You felt the blood rush to your face with arousal and began to sweat profusely. She really was cute this way. Pressing your hands into her belly with another squelch, you pushed yourself off of her, your face red with a combination of blush and cherry juice.

	"Haha, I see you like my new body too!" said Freya happily. She had been right. People apparently did like big girls. Still gasping for breath, you looked toward her chubby face and smiled weakly. "Y-yeah. Yeah! I do like your body... a lot more than I thought I would..." You leaned forward and gave her huge belly a hug, squishing your entire body into it again. Pressing your ear to its surface, you closed your eyes and once again listened to her huge meal bubbling and churning away within her, just turning into even more layers of fat. The vibrations from her fat gut rippled against your crotch and suddenly your pants became a lot tighter. You had a thing for fat girls and didn't even know it until just now. Getting back up and wiping the frosting off of your shirt, you turned toward the cake that was now merely just a bottom layer. "Well, Freya..." you started. "There's still a lot of cake left here. How would you like if I-" "Made me even bigger??" Freya butted in. "Y-yeah!" you said. "Wouldn't want any of this delicious dessert going to waste now would we?" "Hell no!" said Freya excitedly. "Fill me up like the fat wolf I am!"

	Turning on your feet quickly, you wasted no time and bent down, grabbing two huge chunks of cake with your bare hands. Freya attempted to take a quick breath before you stuffed her face but you were too fast. Her mouth was suddenly filled with sweet goodness once again, and she squealed in delight as more red juice rolled down her chin. Swallowing heavily, Freya panted for breath, giving her belly another few pats and licking the excess icing from her cheeks. A few more pounds of cake entered her enormous gut, and suddenly an idea popped into your head. Grasping another fistful of the dessert, you turned to the enormous pink wolf with mischievous eyes. Freya opened her frosting-coated maw in anticipation, but you avoided it entirely. Instead, you plopped the mass of cake onto her gut and began to rub it around, spreading the treat over the surface of her stomach. Freya couldn't do more than blush and watch silently as you gave her the works. Being sure to cover every inch of her fur in cake, you rubbed for a solid five minutes before moving onto her breasts. Caressing them slowly and carefully, you drove your hands into her cleavage and then back out to fully coat the entirety. Freya gasped sharply and bit her lip as you brushed gently over her nipples. To finish the job, you squeezed her breasts together and mushed bits of cake all over her figure before sitting back and examining the masterpiece you had created. Freya looked like a total pig now. "Well, I think it's time we get back to business, heh..." you said chuckling, reaching for more cake to feed to her. However, before you had the chance to close your hand around any more, Freya batted at your shoulder with her paw. "Hey," she said, pulling your hand forward, back onto her stomach. "Before you start feeding me again..." she began, sliding your hand down her gut until it came to rest above her deep navel. "...I figured I'd mention you missed a spot."

	Your eyes opened wide and your face grew more red than it had ever been. She wanted you to do this. You couldn't believe it, but there she was, asking you to do it right in front of your face. "Th-thanks!" you stammered. "I'll get right on that..." You began your journey by first lightly circling the outside of her belly button with your index finger, collecting some excess frosting you had smeared there before. Sweating with anticipation, you slowly began to move your finger inward before finally feeling it become engulfed in hot, sweaty fat. Her navel was impossibly deep and incredibly warm, its slick walls allowing your digit entrance with ease. You had no idea what exactly you were dealing with until your index finger had become swallowed up right down to the third knuckle. Hardly believing what you were feeling, you began to swirl your finger around inside her, trying to find the bottom. This elicited a giggle from Freya as you continued to finger her huge, sweaty gut. "Having fun down there?~" she asked, a hint of seduction in her voice. Too concentrated to respond, you curiously began to insert your middle finger into her belly button as well. It was certainly a tight fit, but her sweat combined with the slippery icing allowed both your fingers to fit inside comfortably. However, not even with your longest finger could you fully reach the bottom. Wiggling your two fingers around the greasy tunnel some more, you tried desperately to bottom out. Not even after forcefully pushing into Freya's belly could you reach the depth you desired. You knew one more thing you could try, but now wasn't the time for that. Freya needed to finish that cake. Pulling out your fingers with a wet pop, you reached back toward the cake and returned to Freya's face with two more mounds of the fattening treat.

	After about thirty more minutes of nonstop stuffing, gulping, and panting, Freya swallowed the last bit of cake before allowing her tongue to hang out in content. She slumped backward and rested on her back, her huge belly burbling and squelching all the while. Another enormous gurgle erupted from her gut and she let out another huge belch that rattled the cupboards in the kitchen. Still catching her breath, Freya turned her head toward you. "Th-thank you..." she said, closing her eyes. "Thank you for the cake, the belly rubs, the feeding, everything. But most of all, thanks for liking my new look. It may not be what you'd expect from me, but I sure love it now that I've tried it." You reached over and gave her head a pat. "It was my pleasure, Freya." you said to her softly. "You may have found yourself a new interest but I think you also found one for me, as well." Suddenly, a loud grumble shook through Freya's belly and she glanced at you with half-lidded eyes. "I think my belly wants to thank you herself.~" Not knowing what to make of this, you stared at her for a moment before your mind decided you should ask. "W-what do you mean?" "It means I want you to fuck my belly." said Freya with a grin. "Now get up there and get to work.~"

	Without questioning it, you quickly took off your clothes and climbed atop her gargantuan belly. Positioning yourself, you looked down and noticed that you could barely see the entirety of Freya's face from behind her enormous breasts. The most you could see of her were her beautiful yellow eyes, the tip of her snout and her immensely chubby cheeks. Her eyes stared into yours intently. She was definitely ready, but you weren't so sure about yourself. Aligning your erection with her tight belly button, you began to lower yourself downward slowly. However, your hands lost grip from the slickness of the frosting smeared over her and you slipped forward, plunging your cock straight into her navel. Both you and Freya opened your eyes wide in shock from the sudden pleasure and instinctively you began thrusting. The slick sweat inside Freya's navel had managed to clean out the frosting and conveniently provided a natural lubricant for you. Feeling the squeezing pressure of her mass around your cock, you hugged her belly with all four of your limbs and attempted to bottom out inside her. Much to your surprise, however, you still couldn't find the bottom. You were six and a half inches deep inside her and had still not yet completely explored her depths. You paused your thrusting for a quick moment and squished your body down as hard as you could, trying to bring yourself deeper although you were already balls deep inside her belly button. This forced another loud belch out of Freya's mouth and she looked up, quickly realizing what you were trying to do. "H-hang on, let me help," she said, reaching her chubby arms up to the sides of her gut and pressing down with her paws. Then, with a tight grip on her belly, she began to move her arms down, spreading her navel out wider. This allowed you more room and you instantly began to sink deeper into her.

	After feeling your balls press against her soft belly once again, you squished down as hard as you could until you finally felt it. The soft, tight knot at the bottom of her belly button brushed against the tip of your dick and both you and Freya shuddered with pleasure. "F-fuck yes, keep going!" said Freya, the shakiness in her voice telling you that she was clearly enjoying it. With all the strength you could muster, you pushed down hard and again felt her velvety soft fur tickle the tip of your cock ever so slightly. The slick, greased-up walls of her navel, the tightness, the softness, and the warmth were all beginning to send you over the edge. You knew you were going to cum but you wanted to hold it in as long as you could. The feeling was just too good to let go of. Your face began to turn a deep shade of red as you desperately tried to hold yourself back. Freya recognized the situation and took it upon herself to milk you as hard as she could. "I know exactly what you're thinking." she said, looking up at you again with those familiar half-lidded eyes. "You're about to cum, aren't you? My soft, tight belly button is just too much for you, huh?" You stared down at her in disbelief. There was no way you'd make it through this if she kept it up. And of course, being the ever-dominant wolf she was, she continued. "Look at you, unable to resist the temptations of my huge, hungry belly," she said, giving her gut a hearty slap that sent ripples and waves across its surface. "And you don't seem to be giving her what she wants. My belly wants you to fill her NOW!" And with that, Freya squeezed the sides of her gut as hard as she could. Her belly button tightened and deepened as a result, and you found yourself yet again unable to bottom out. But the tightness was too much to bear. It felt as though your cock were caught in a vice; a slick, sweaty vice that vibrated with every grumble and gurgle that sounded out around it. You shot your load into Freya's navel and she squealed as she felt your hot, sticky cum fill the hole in her belly. Semen squirted out around your cock and began to dribble slowly down the front of her stomach. With a loud "schlick", you pulled your softening dick out of her belly button and slid yourself off of her.

	The two of you laid back silently on the reclined couch and gasped for breath for what seemed like hours. The blush faded from your faces as light from the full moon shone through the window and onto your exhausted bodies. Turning to Freya, you gave her a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. "We should... really hang out more." you said, chuckling slightly before laying back down and closing your eyes. Freya giggled softly. "I agree," she said. "This was... really fun..." After another ten minutes of staring quietly at the ceiling, you got up and put your clothes back on. "Thank you for such a wonderful night Freya," you said, heading for the door. "But I've gotta get home now. I really need to get some sleep..." Freya nodded in understanding. "Thanks again for everything. I really hope we get more together time like this at some point..." She yawned, exhaustion finally beginning to catch up with her. "Good night." And with that, Freya rolled over and began to snore softly. Not wanting to overstay your welcome, you stepped out the front door and closed it quietly behind you, now alone outside. Still slightly dazed, you began to take in everything; the warm summer breeze, the crickets chirping in the distance, and the water babbling softly in the river nearby. This was definitely the start of something. Something different, but... good.

Maybe 1,200 Bells really was a decent offer after all.