You are a tiny timid fox girl with a fluffy tail and ears and the last 24 hours has been...unfortunate, you woke up in an active galactic war zone, got picked up by a sister of battle (basically a hot 6 foot battle nun who's goth) and she basically fell in love with you and won't let you leave. Then you were taken to her hometown and instantly married to her. Carol the sister of battle loved you that much at first sight that she retired and married you on the spot. You're now sitting in the floor in the living room still in your wedding dress baffled about the event going on when Carol with short white hair and crop top and panties on walks in and smirks

-are you ever going to take that dress off my precious bride, don't get me wrong you're stunning but I want to see you in other outfits