"Hmmm~. It tickles." Pamela stated simply. The plant-woman was a wee bit apprehensive about the solvent at first, but it quickly became clear that it wasn't going to damage her photosynthetic skin. Instead it ate away at the original composition; creating a new mixture via chemical reaction as it did so.

And Pamela could feel the compound holding her feet change, becoming less rigid and more malleable. The glue was also changing color somewhat...from mustard yellow to a dullish grey. 'Harley's little concoction changed this muck *that* much? I'm impressed...' Ivy thought. Pamela perhaps wondered if she should be more encouraging to Harley in the future.

But first, she needed to get loose before anything else.

Trying to pat down her lingering arousal, Pamela took a breath and tried to lift her lithe leg from the pool holding it. While the glue wasn't as constricting as it was before the solvent was added, it still stretched mightily along the ball of her bare foot. "Ungh! Blast it all...!"

Eventually, Pamela managed break the foot loose from the pool...but only temporarily. Ivy had to put her now glue covered foot back into the trap to avoid losing her balance. Even so, the battle seemed winnable now, despite the fact the glue's power hadn't been fully dissipated.

"I can move *somewhat*...it'll have to do. I'll get out of this, eventually." Pamela looked to Harley with genuine gratitude. "Thanks, Harl. Be sure to remind me that I owe you one."