As the Overlord walked the halls of his castle to a certain Witch's lab the feeling of soft bodies wrapped around him as a couple of Demia Duodectet's dolls welcomed him and lead him in, even as clones they paled compared to the real deal, a snide but genuine smile on the witch's face, her green eyes showing happiness as Demia stood up making her massive chest bounce

Demia: "My lord, what great pleasure to have you come to visit me, your humble greatest servant. as you can see i wanted to test if we could break that bothersome wall around your heart with some constant exposure therapy, not that you can complain right?"

Demia giggled as the impossibly voluptuous body that was held in the formfitting and revealing blue witch dress that showed both a lot of her legs and chest, a wide brimmed hat resting on Demia's head and down that flowed long blond hair tied in a braid

Demia: "Of course i can promise that while my dolls bring in the gold from their services and gets 10/10, by body is far softer, it's hard even for an Archmage like myself to make perfection after all"