User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-28358106-20161203183244/@comment-28358106-20161205151435

(You know, I am very tempted to shift my continuity to give you Cyndwella. The only thing is, when Hound dies, she'd be miserable all over again, and in a whole new way.)

"You saying I have a fat ass? HA!  Hee hee.  Don't worry, it's allright.  I can make it pass through most stuff.  Just lead the way." She follws Grettle through a doorway, and her cage passes through the wall, but she miscalculates on the other side. Her cage catches a side table and rakes a flower vase onto the ground.

"Oh! Errr...heh.  Guess I...shit.  Sorry." With a BAMF of blue flame she is in her "normal" guise. With an embarrased look, she gets on her hands and knees, scooping up the pieces, but the hoops of her dress force her to stick her rear in the air and stretch out to get them, showing everything underneath...