As Tymora lay down on-top of Elenara, attempting to replicate what she had done, something weird happened. As she tried to sit up so she could begin pleasuring Elenara, she found that she was stuck.
"Uh, Elenara, I think I'm stuck. Is that, um, normal?" Tymora asked.
"No," Elenara said, panicking. She tried to pull her leg away from Tymora's, but pulling away only seemed to make the legs merge more "What's happening?"
"Is this part of the curse?" Tymora asked, as she also tried to pull away, only causing the merging to accelerate, their legs merging up to the knees.
"I don't know," said Elenara "I've never heard of a curse with more than one stage. Why can't we separate?"
"Everytime we try to pull away, we just get more merged," said Tymora "We have two options, as I see it. We either try to move like we are to your wizard-"
"Oh god, we can't go like this! They'd know exactly what we'd been doing, and a princess can't walk around the palace naked!"
"Well, option two is that instead of pulling away, we lean into it. See what happens when we merge fully," Tymora explained
Elenara bit her lip. It was distracting, as while being merged like this was terrifying, both were feeling extreme pleasure as the points where they were joined had been their mutual pleasure zones.
"I don't know what that will do," Elenara said "But we can't just stay here forever. Let's do it."