01-27-2012, 02:23 AM
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Green eyes glittered as Soul stalked through the festival. She wore nothing but a silver collar and a gauzy transparent skirt. Willow didn't know yet, but Soul had traded dearly for the clothing and the collar. While the green eyed succubus and the blue eyed warrior shared a body, they didn't necessarily share a memory, or even a personality. Hell, they didn't even share attitudes or hobbies. Just appearance, besides the eyes. Her hips swayed as she walked, her hands occasionally straying up to sooth a sore nipple. She had gotten them pierced with hoops, and had watched carefully. All she needed was the tools, and she could do piercings, too. Well, some of them, at least. She wouldn't attempt a lip or a nose, but she could do nipples, she knew she could do ears, and she was fairly sure she would be able to pierce a tongue.
She opened the silk purse to finger her trinkets, wondering if there was someone who would be willing to trade some pretty baubles for the materials to pierce other canines. She looked up and smiled lasciviously at a male who was eyeing her. She licked her lips slowly and winked at him, then walked away smirking, her hips swaying seductively.
She had worked the festival yesterday. Yes, she was whoring herself out. It was fun. She knew there were some packs who deliberately dealt in slaves, but she had no want to be a full time whore, she just wanted to get some pretty baubles while having fun. As long as she cleaned up good in between 'customers', and kept taking her herbal tea to prevent pregnancy, there was no harm done.
A male approached her and touched her rear, She pulled her tail to one side, glancing at him impishly. As he grinned at her, she whirled around and punched him. She tossed her mane of auburn curls, her emerald eyes glittering. "Don't touch without permission, stud," she drawled softly, "Or this filly is gonna geld herself a stallion." She straightened up, watching him, her acidic green eyes still holding the hard edge. She moved away, straightening her gauzy skirt and fluffing her curls. She continued to flirt as she walked, her hips swaying.
She wanted something different, something new and interesting. She had swung for the other team with Kira and Luna. Now that had been fun. A movement caught her attention. A small creamy woman with pink and yellow hair walked in her direction. Not surprising, given she was currently lounging in the main pavilion, sitting on top of a table, dispensing flirtatious comments from up high like coins from a queen.
Despite herself, her gaze kept being drawn to the woman. Small perky breasts, the strangely colored hair. Soul tossed her hair over her shoulder, the movement pronounced enough to hopefully catch the woman's eyes. There was something about this woman. Soul, the green eyed succubus had slept through Willow meeting her. Happily, now Willow -the blue eyed warrior- was sleeping so Soul could have her own fun. She had missed the embrace of another female, she was looking forward to the chase and the capture. And this lovely little angel would fall to her charms, she hoped. Of course, there was always rape too. Soul was not above raping another female, with or without a male's help.
((WC: 561))
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Green eyes glittered as Soul stalked through the festival. She wore nothing but a silver collar and a gauzy transparent skirt. Willow didn't know yet, but Soul had traded dearly for the clothing and the collar. While the green eyed succubus and the blue eyed warrior shared a body, they didn't necessarily share a memory, or even a personality. Hell, they didn't even share attitudes or hobbies. Just appearance, besides the eyes. Her hips swayed as she walked, her hands occasionally straying up to sooth a sore nipple. She had gotten them pierced with hoops, and had watched carefully. All she needed was the tools, and she could do piercings, too. Well, some of them, at least. She wouldn't attempt a lip or a nose, but she could do nipples, she knew she could do ears, and she was fairly sure she would be able to pierce a tongue.
She opened the silk purse to finger her trinkets, wondering if there was someone who would be willing to trade some pretty baubles for the materials to pierce other canines. She looked up and smiled lasciviously at a male who was eyeing her. She licked her lips slowly and winked at him, then walked away smirking, her hips swaying seductively.
She had worked the festival yesterday. Yes, she was whoring herself out. It was fun. She knew there were some packs who deliberately dealt in slaves, but she had no want to be a full time whore, she just wanted to get some pretty baubles while having fun. As long as she cleaned up good in between 'customers', and kept taking her herbal tea to prevent pregnancy, there was no harm done.
A male approached her and touched her rear, She pulled her tail to one side, glancing at him impishly. As he grinned at her, she whirled around and punched him. She tossed her mane of auburn curls, her emerald eyes glittering. "Don't touch without permission, stud," she drawled softly, "Or this filly is gonna geld herself a stallion." She straightened up, watching him, her acidic green eyes still holding the hard edge. She moved away, straightening her gauzy skirt and fluffing her curls. She continued to flirt as she walked, her hips swaying.
She wanted something different, something new and interesting. She had swung for the other team with Kira and Luna. Now that had been fun. A movement caught her attention. A small creamy woman with pink and yellow hair walked in her direction. Not surprising, given she was currently lounging in the main pavilion, sitting on top of a table, dispensing flirtatious comments from up high like coins from a queen.
Despite herself, her gaze kept being drawn to the woman. Small perky breasts, the strangely colored hair. Soul tossed her hair over her shoulder, the movement pronounced enough to hopefully catch the woman's eyes. There was something about this woman. Soul, the green eyed succubus had slept through Willow meeting her. Happily, now Willow -the blue eyed warrior- was sleeping so Soul could have her own fun. She had missed the embrace of another female, she was looking forward to the chase and the capture. And this lovely little angel would fall to her charms, she hoped. Of course, there was always rape too. Soul was not above raping another female, with or without a male's help.
((WC: 561))