Yussa lays there, breathing hard as Caleb withdraws. He leaves his fingers in his cunt, feeling it pulse around them as he slowly comes down from the height of his pleasure. It's impossible not to notice that Caleb is looking at him, taking a moment to specifically admire his handiwork. For his benefit, Yussa spreads his fingers as he draws them out of his cunt.

After a few minutes, Yussa moves enough that he can look at the dragon.

"Have you enjoyed yourself?" he asks, voice soft and heavy. He hasn't counted the minutes, though he's sure Caleb knows exactly how much time he has left in this shape. But--

"I'm not sure how much further satisfaction you'll find like this, my dear. Care to join me in a more manageable size?"