"So, I'm Filia now?" Kept buzzing through the mazoku-now-female-dragon's mind. He took the opportunity to investigate little unsolved mysteries... such as the mace-garter mystery. "Very clever... Very very clever...." he muttered. Now, if you can imagine Xelloss, in Filia's body, holding his/her dress up well above the waist, and studying Filia's 'underskirt arrangement' now is the time to imagine it, because, that is when the maid came in to clean the room.

The maid went bright red and backed out of the room slowly.

She didn't go quite as beetroot as Xelloss did. That faded after a while as he recalled the maids face though, and fell over backwards laughing. Happily snickering away he lay on the bed until an alarming grumble came from somewhere in the depths of his new body.

"What is this sound?" Xelloss asked himself, sitting on the bed waiting to hear it again.

***

Filia stared at herself in the mirror. She could she the reflection of a Xelloss floating slightly off the ground. She tried to get her feet on solid ground, but some how her weight toppled and she was floating upside down. Filia in Xelloss body much resembled a kid who couldn't swim.
"maybe I have to will myself to be heavy to stop floating." She tried that, and that took her plumetting to the ground. "Too heavy all over! must get lighter!"

This had the effect of sending her floating upwards like a child balloon.

"AUGH! This is too hard! If only I had mace-sama to weight me down. I got it! Lead soled boots!" Well, that worked! Filia floated to earth and landed on her feet.
She decided she needed to find that body-stealing namagomi pronto. And began searching the inn. Before long, she felt weakened and dizzy, but still determined to find Xelloss and her own body, she plodded through the inn.

One door was slightly open, she peeked through, to see her body, lying on the bed groaning.

"It hurts.... why won't it stop?" he asked, seeing Filia arrive at the door looking tired.

"Hurts?" Filia replied, stumbling over to the bed. She stopped when she heard a stomach rumble. "You have to eat now!"

"You're one to talk." he replied, sitting up, thankful he had the info to cure the pain. "You have to feed too."

"I thought mazoku don't eat?" Filia asked, after some thought.

"But we feed." Xelloss told her, standing uncertainly and making his way to the restaurant at the bottom of the stairs. "I'll tell you how, but I need to stop this rumbling!"

Filia floated down the stairs after Xelloss. He got a table and waited for his meal.

So eating for fun had come in useful, he knew how to tackle this.

"how did this happen?!" Filia demanded.

Xelloss shook his head in dismay.

"No Idea." This was a downright lie. He was certain this was his 'punishment'. But telling Filia that wasn't a good idea.

His meal arrived and was demolished, as he explained between mouthfuls, how to feed as a mazoku.

"So, I got to go and find someone who's feeling bad, and wallow in it?"

Xelloss nodded.

"Well, you could do that. Not the best way... you wouldn't like that."

Filia had a good idea what this meant, and set off in search of her meal.

She found it easy enough. She was amazed how receptive a mazoku form was to surrounding feelings. Once she felt better she went looking for Xelloss again.

Zelas snapped her fingers. She'd just thought of something.

And Filia, in Xelloss' form appeared before her.