Sakura
Oh, how interesting! Even Zelretch had glanced at her neck a few times. This woman had quite an impressive fetish.
"Yes, well, as you could guess, I'm quite used to being hit on myself." Sakura answered, chuckling afterwords. "Most people would look down on your kind, but I believe that anybody's worth is decided by their strength and moral character, not in any silly superstitions."
She raised her right hand up and did a little dance with her fingers before snapping. The magical dress suddenly disassembled, slithering back inside her form fitting bodysuit, revealing her rather-lewd-form. Her taught musculature was revealed to Valerie in all of its glory, her firm stomach, her thick hips, and her strong arms. "Perhaps we could become friends?"