[She watches where Molly's eyes have gone, grinning. Women's bodies are quite wonderful, even better when two of them are together, and she imagines this must be a unique sort of experience. Her fingers roll Molly's nipples not too hard, coaxing them into stiff peaks. Soft one moment, then pulled tight and sensitive the next.]

I can't say, as I've never been in a mans body. [Couldn't imagine a body for herself that would feel more right than the one she's created. Deeply and joyfully woman through and through.] But they are fun to play with, I'm sure you've learned.

[Said with a wink. A hedonist like Molly surely has explored herself at least a little by now. Hands leaving Molly's breasts, she tugs the woman's robes down, hands following to smooth over softer curves as the clothes pool on the floor at their feet, circling around to run nails over the spot where Moly's tail meets his body.]

Are there any anatomical differences between male and female tieflings, besides the obvious?