She squeaked at the exclamation. “I.. think so? -- HAY!” She yelped as Fetish seemed to dance around her and grab hold, eyes going wide. Her hands flapped in a miniature flailing motion.
Sure enough, they were quite real, and sensitive as hell. She whimpered, mortified, but also unable to help the slight thrill she got from being handled by the Goddess, chewing at her lower lip.