Gohrion couldn't imagine facing Deidre in his current state. HIs little green cheeks burned with the thought of the beautiful woman he just mated with seeing him nothing more than a mere child. Deidre was one of the few people that knew Gohrion when he was a child because they'd grown up together and it was why they were so close. Scrambling away from the bed, he scurried down and behind a pillar. Deidre entered the chamber and frowned as she looked around. "Gohrion? Did he leave....?"
She began to search, and Gohrion tried to slow his breathing.
"Mmm clothes are still here, " he heard Deidre muttering to herself.
Goh tried to think of his options. His body was young, agile now, he might be able to sneak away. What would he do then though? He couldn't just go out into the world as a child. His eyes flit up towards the statue of the Goddess who changed him. ~please...~ he mentally thought. ~I...I know I angered you....but please, help me....~
To his surprise, he felt a strange presence and power flow around him, causing the candles in the room to flicker as....