Those feathers come in useful!

You take one of the singed feathers and start tickling her huge feet. She giggles even louder and splayes her toes, causing the royal squirrels to fall free.

"We are grateful, sir." says the King "That dagon's feet really stink!"

"They do not!" she replies, lifting her foot and wriggling her toes "But I'm also pleased you got them out. Those tails tickled between my toes!"

"Well it seems my work here is done" you say "Can I return to normal now, please?"

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