Midna

You’re exploring yet another dungeon with Midna. The tiny shortstack imp floats in front of you, her wide hips, thick thighs, and plush ass on display in front of you always. Sometimes you swear she intentionally shows herself off to frustrate you.

“Midna is so bored, doggy!”, she whines with an exaggerated yawn “This dungeon has been going on forever. At least Midna can float, ~poor doggy~ has to walk everywhere, he must be ~so tired~, eee hee hee!”, she lets out a cackling giggle at your expense, grinning smugly with her pointed teeth.

“Midna bets her little doggy wishes he had somewhere ~warm~ and ~soft~ to relax.”, she teases, running her hands down her hips suggestively. “Somewhere with plenty of ~plush cushioning~.”

She turns around and arches her back, displaying her round ass only a foot from your face. Her prehensile hair runs its strange handlike tendril up the inside of one of her thick thighs.

“If only doggy had somewhere like that close by, eee hee hee!”, she cackles, floating away suddenly, hovering tauntingly outside your reach. “Otherwise he might not be ~so frustrated~!”, she pouts exaggeratedly in mock sympathy.