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>Previous threads here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=WC:PGAQ

I went through and pasted all the story posts to far into one document that totalled 26k words. I accidentally half a NaNoWriMo, apparently.. I might even be able to crank out another 24k words to hit the minimum, at this rate.

However, Black Friday is fast approaching, and my store has a big release this Sunday. My schedule is sure to be hellish, but I will do my best to keep this going for a while.

As always, I actively encourage lots of input, because while I'm typing up a storm and filling the character limit, I am reading what you are posting, and it is shaping what I am writing, because I don't have a whole lot planned outside of what you want to see and what I can make of that.

When something is up in the air or just when I feel like introducing some tension, I will call for dice rolls.
Usually I will set a DC that you have to beat on 3d6 within a certain number of rolls. "10 or better in 3 rolls" for instance. Rolling higher, sooner is good. What it means to fail will change, depending on the circumstances, of course.

All that said, how about we continue?

>>21613534
Yes, excellent! Let's continue.

>>21613743
Sorry about that. I sat down to type and then some shit happened to pull me away..

But let's get this going.

>>21614086
So we got some extra sleep, then? Probably for the best.

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The sun has set and all the tents have been pitched. You share a quiet meal with your party, a stew made of wild vegetables and some of your last trail rations. It's still kind of funny thinking of them as your party.. They were more like your family.. and Mr. Gulcano, who was more of an employer. Then there's Millia, who is technically your familiar, but she's more than that, isn't she? It's not quite dating.. You wonder if this is all part of your contract to be her 'playmate' is like..

You glance her way and smile smiles at you. You smile back momentarily, then you start to remember your first night with her, and your face starts to redden. You turn your focus back to your food and try to bury the thought.

You have a little time before you should get to sleep, you and you certainly feel like sleeping. Using up all that magic to transform that bandit really took it out of you. Compared to the little cantrips and tricks you've been doing up til then, letting loose and unleash your crazy ass-magic on someone was an entirely different league. And you loved every moment of it

It wouldn't hurt to pass the time with a little bit of conversation. Besides, your party is worried about you. It would be nice to reassure them that you're still sane and relaxed and not at all worried about all this curse business..

>>21614229
>>21614229
Talk to mom, ask about how we should act to draw less attention. Yes, we're hoping this curse gets broken pretty quickly, but no reason to make our life any harder than it could be.
Like, how do we act like a girl, but one who's not interested.

>>21614229
Lets ask Gulcano what his wizard contacts will be like.
Does he think they'll be the type to help us put right a sordid mistake from their guild's past?

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You think of something that might distract you, "So, you were warning me about body language and guys and all that sort of stuff, right?" you look to your Mom. She perks an eyebrow, "Yes, that's right.. Why do you ask?" "Well, Arisca is a big city.. Full of men and all that.. How do not make them get the wrong idea?"

Your Mom smiles and takes a sip from her bowl, "Well, firstly, keep that cloak on. Keeping that eye-catching dress from drawing any additional attention would be best. Secondly, act like the man you are, son!" She scoots closer to you and wraps her arms around your shoulders, "You're the child of a decorated soldier of the Elven national army and one of the best Druids to ever stroll out of the wilds. Act like it!" your Father reaches over and tousles your short hair, "She right, son. If you don't want people to treat you like a nervous little girl, it's best not to act like one."

After that little Pep talk, your Mother is quick to start in on some actual tips. She talks about body language and subtle gestures that imply certain things to certain people. She explains in her years of travel how she's created a false sense of security by seeming weaker than she actually was. She suggests against trying that yourself. While you may be capable against simple-minded or inexperienced opponents, you might not have what it takes to best another adventurer just yet, even with the element of surprise.

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With that conversation finished, you turn your attention to Mr. Gulcano, who has set up his bed in the cart. He is reclined against a sack of grain, quietly strumming some kind of twangy stringed instrument. You assume it's from some far off land that he's visited.

"We're going to arrive in Arisca tomorrow.." Gulcano gently bods his head and reaches for another sip of wine from the bottle, "Mhmm.. That's correct.." "These Wizards you know.. How much help do you think they'll be? Not to question your connections, but I have some concerns regarding Consortium Wizards, amongst other things.." Gulcano peers up from his instrument, his strumming slowing down a little, "Well, both of my associates have ties to the Consortium, unfortunately, but they are both good men, in my opinion."

"Could you tell me more about them? I don't even know what to expect from a Wizard, other than curses and evil dresses.." He scoots himself to a sitting position, "Well, Grand Master Ocotob is something of a Celebrity in Arisca. He mediates trade agreements involving magical property, creatures, and services. Then there's Rossellini, who runs one of Arisca's most affluent Magic stores. They have the largest collection of obscure tomes, exotic components, and skilled Magi at their disposal to aid and educate travelers."

"And both of them are skilled magic users too?" "As skilled as they come, I'd say." You ponder for a moment, "You must be a pretty big deal to be able to demand private audience with such powerful men." Mr. Gulcano smiles from ear to ear, "You could certainly say that, my dear."

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After a little more idle chit-chat, watch order is eventually decided, and your parents urge you to get some rest. You crawl into your tent and slump against your bedroll. They rough slice of padding is somewhat less dissatisfying now that you are exhausted and actually want to sleep. Once more, your dress reflexively changed to more suitable sleep attire, thick and cozy enough to keep you warm as you curl up.

You lie there for only a short while, your mind occupied by the events of the day. You wonder if that Bandit is okay. You know that he was a scummy, filthy, thief, but you can't help but feel sympathy for him. It wasn't your fault.. At least, not directly. You feel the same about the crazy ass-wizard lady, as well. You are starting to understand her plight. You can't hold her responsible for what happened to you. They said she was wearing this dress for years. You've only worn it for a day and you feel like you are tempted at every turn to use its power. You assume that she must have been ready to burst at all times when she stomped into your town.

You only worry about it for a short while before you eventually drift off to sleep. You rest soundly through the night, without any disturbances. When you wake, you feel as if you are coming out of a bad dream, but by the time your eyes adjust to the light, the memory is gone.

You look down at yourself to find that you are, in fact, still wearing the dress, and the view of your chest is still dominated by frills and the gentle swell of your breasts.. You're not used to this, yet, but you are already feeling less concerned about it.

>>21615226
It's good to get used to it. We don't want it to be a permanent thing, but we're already doing what we can to deal with it, so there's no point in worrying any more about it. As long as we remember that manliness isn't about what you wear and how you look, but about how you act and treat others we'll be alright. Mostly.

Well, time for breakfast and more travelling to our destination.

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(Apologies for the lack of interesting shit happening)

After a quick breakfast of fresh fruits and a quick pack up of your camp, you are back on the trail. Pack on your shoulders, Halberd in hand, Millia at your side.

Your next stop will be Arisca. From there, you may have this situation sorted in another day or two. It's somewhat disheartening to think that your quest could be over so quickly. At least there's the trip back, plus whatever other time you might get to spend in Arisca in the first place.. But still, taking a trip to a neighboring city doesn't really seem all that adventurous. You resolve to make your next trip even more grandiose.

The morning passes without much excitement. You are starting to feel the effects of long distance travel on foot, but you resist the urge to complain. Mostly, your legs hurt from trudging in high-heeled boots for so long. You were exercising muscles in ways you'd never used them before, and you could certainly feel it in your calves.

You distract yourself by taking in your surroundings instead. For a moment, you think that it's a rather nice stretch of forest, but something seems off. It takes you a short while to realize it, but there are no animals around. You look to your Father, thinking it might be worth asking why there aren't any birds, but the look on his face says that he's well aware of the unusual phenomenon..

>Random encounter time!
>what lurks in the woods?

>>21615440
Do we want to be unstable enough to cast vulgar magic?

>>21615455
How do you mean?

>>21615440
Fae, a gaggle of fae in a procession through the woods.

And not the nice, pleasant and kind type, not necessarily vindictive and evil, but inhuman, not that good at understanding humans properly, dangerous and with gifts that carry too high a cost.

>>21615505
WE LURK IN THE WOODS. Or the succubus does.

goblins goblins everywhere

>>21615678
We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed. Their hungry thirsty roots?

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"Fae.." your Mother whispered. Your Father's eyes went wide as he looked into the forest. He turns to say something to Mr. Gulcano, but instead, shouts something at the horses. It sounds like an angry, guttural mix of animal sounds you can't quite decipher, but the horses get the message and started to gallop quickly, nearly throwing Mr. Gulcano from the cart as it rambled down the road.

Something stepped out from the treeline.. Or rather, through it. The forest ripples and flows like water as this otherworldly creature strode by. You watched it curiously, entranced by it's visage. Space itself seemed inconstant around it, making it hard for you to determine if it's really close and only seems huge or if it actually stands dozens of feet high in the distance. In it's hands is a complex tangle of metal tubes, which it plays as an instrument, creating sounds you cannot even begin to describe.

You are several steps back by the time you realize your Parents, and Millia, have grabbed you and dragged you away. "Heads down. Don't do anything to draw their attention. Don't say anything. Don't do anything," you Father commands in a sharp whisper. You comply, following their lead and kneeling down, head bowed, as if standing in the presence of royalty.

You tilt your head up ever so slightly, viewing from the very top of your field of vision the feet of these creatures. Numerous legs and hooves and paws, and things you aren't quite sure of, marching by, as if in a parade or celebration...

Something inside you trembles and squirms. You feel afraid, elated, and overjoyed all at once, but the squeeze of your Father's hand on your arm reminds you not to peek any further...

>>21615821
Can we turn them into nympho catgirl princesses with nice asses too? Bitches need to be taken down a notch.

>>21615849
Rule 1 of life, do not fuck with Fae. Rule 2, refer to rule 1. Rule 3, seriously, steer clear of them.

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Do you fear them? You feel the magic coursing inside you begin to churn and swell up. You see a faint glow form around your fingertips. You are definitely feeling fear now. You prostrate yourself before some haughty outsiders?

You wanted to do something. If only to quiet these urges, but you weren't sure what. You clench your hands, digging fingertips into the dirt, You are powerful, and they deserve to know that.. You can feel the sweat gathering across your face, trickling down your brow. You are physically shaking now.

You need to avoid being noticed or.. or.. You really aren't sure what might happen, but everything inside you is telling you this is a bad idea, but it won't stop. You HAVE to assert your presence. You WANT to.

>You must resist the urge to be noticed
>You must not listen to yourself
>10 or higher in 2 3d6 rolls to resist.
>in the event of a failure, suggestions for what you do..

Rolled 6, 6, 2 = 14

>>21616000
Oh god, this could be bad. Be kind /tg/ dice.

If we fail get up and introduce ourself as an equal. That's pretty damn dumb of us.

So, this caught my eye and I'm reading through the archive.

OP, I just want to let you know, I see what you did there by making the Succubus' last name "Lili".

>>21616046
You win this round, /tg/ dice...

>>21616092
I'm glad someone did. How are you enjoying it so far?

Rolled 5, 2, 1 = 8

>>21616046
Oh /tg/ dice, hear my prayer. Do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen.

>>21616116
FUCK YOU /TG/ DICE. JUST FUCK YOU.
>>21616046
What he said.

>>21616115
I'll openly admit, I'm reading it for the pictures. It's exactly what it says it is, though, and pretty compellingly that.

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>>21616046
>>21616116
>Beating it on the first roll means you're good to go. Failing the second doesn't mean anything.

It physically pains you to hold back, like you are gripping the blade of a knife that is desperately crying for you to stab something with it, but you restrain yourself. You choke back your magic and your urges and clench your eyes shut, drowning out the voices.

It feels like an eternity has passed before you are finally able to reopen your eyes and take another breath. You slowly glance around, confirming that your party is still bowed down as well. The music has died down, you can only faintly hear it in the distance for a few moments before it suddenly stops. A few tense moments pass before you see your Father rise to his feet. "It's okay now.. The procession is over..."

You slowly get up, commanding your stiffened body to move once more. You dusts yourself off and glance around. The forest appears to be the same as it was before the procession, with the exception of the hundreds of flower petals that littered the trail now. Strange shapes, all of them, each in a different, color.

"Roger.. Your hair.." Your Mother stares at you with a look of concern. You reach up to touch your head, only for your fingers to meet something unexpected.. A wreath of flowers. You lift it from your head and examine it. Unusual flowers that you'd never seen before, all of them in lovely shades of purple and indigo.

"Different colors mean different things to the fae, don't they?" your Mom asks your Father, to which he responds, "They communicate different messages. The Purple ones mean..."

>What do purple Fae flowers mean?

>>21616353
Luck, or a wish for luck.

>>21616353
Purple is normally associated with royalty and power. So... They admire us?

>>21616388
Makes sense.
Oh god we're so boned.

>>21616419
Yep. But it will involve Fun.

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Your Father takes the Wreath and examines it for a moment, "Purple is almost universally associated with Royalty and Power, even for the Fae. For them to adorn you with this is a sign of admiration or acknowledgement of your station.. Which is concerning, to say the least." He hands the wreath back to you, "It would be best to hold onto this until it withers on its own. To discard it would be seen as an insult."

Not knowing what else to do with a flower wreath, you place it back atop your head. "Don't worry, hun. The Fae can only rarely pass through this World. Certain special things need to happen from them to even cross through. It's unlikely that anything will even come of this." You think your Mother is just trying to reassure you, but it's is a calming thought. They've come and gone and it's not like they'll loop back around to get you, now that they've left.. you assume.

Your Father quickly gathers as many of the petals as he can, insisting that they could be a valuable ingredient, or even just valuable for trading, in general. You and the rest of the Party help him and then quickly hurry down the trail to meet Mr. Gulcano.

His cart had made it a way down the road and in the time it took for you to catch up, he had already pulled over to the side of the road. He was busy checking the stock, making sure none of the barrels or sacks had been damaged in the rush. Your Father is quick to apologize and explain the dangers of being in the path of a Fae Procession. Mr. Gulcano does not seem happy about it, but he does not make an issue of what your Father did.

With that settled, you are back on the road once more.

>>21616691
Oh lord. If dad says its concerning, and mom is reassuring us... WE HAVE FUCKED UP NOW.

Oh man its about time mr pervert. It feels like I've been waiting forever!

Also I like the idea of rolls being 11 or even 12, as if there's some mysterious air about us that begets misfortune... a curse perhaps.

>>21616783
Yeah, this could complicate things later on. All we can do is soldier on and try not to offend them.

Though we should look at ourself in the mirror, the flowers probably look rather fetching.

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Now that you are on the path again, moving towards your goal, you can't help but look back and think about the trail of chaos you are leaving behind. Even if you get your curse fixed, there's still the crazy ass-wizard lady at Brogart's store, the Bugbear tribes in the forest near your hometown, the Catgirl Bandit, and now this whole Fae flower thing.. It's worrisome, but at the same time, part of you in excited for the other adventures this could bring. You wonder if that's a bad thought to have? Causing trouble then going and solving it.. Is that you thinking that or is it some twisted idea the dress is giving you?

You sigh heavily and readjust your pack. Millia gives you a gentle nudge and points forward. You were cresting a hill and in the distance, you caught a glimpse of it; Arisca. To call it a bridge would do a disservice to the enormity of it. Ever at this distance, with hours still between you and it, the shit size of it was astounding. Hundreds of thousands of buildings strewn across what was technically just a tangle of plants and roots, basked in the red-orange light of the setting sun.. You'd never seen anything like it.

The troubles that laid behind you seemed inconsequential. You hurried to catch up with the caravan, your spirits feeling renewed as you made the final leg of your journey.

>keep royal petal wreath on head
>Fae think royalty should have long hair
>wreath grow our hair via MAGICS

>>21617027
AND THEN WE CAN FRENCH BRAID IT! I'm sorry for that, the dress is getting to me.

>>21617043
You can't french braid your own hair, you're supposed to have a friend or female relative do it.

Thankfully we have plenty of options for that.

>>21617060
Yep. Wonder if Millia knows how to french braid.

>>21617098
I would certainly hope so. It'd be a seriously weird thing for her to miss in her womanly education.

>>21617141
she is a goddamn succubus spell caster. I would be surprised if she knew how to braid hair.

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The last few hours feel the longest. Expectation does hellish thing to one's perception of time.

It's completely dark by the time you reach Arisca, but you could see lights in the distance as you approached the city proper. Like you were told earlier, Arisca is a natural bridge, built from countles plants strung and woven together over centuries of work and grown naturally into a miles long and miles wide bridge that had been build onto with stone and dirt, creating a proper city over it's surface.

The roads leading into the city were some of the large roots, carved and paved into roads that led all the way out into the forest which ran all the way up to the cliff-side.

You had only had the conversation about not presenting yourself a certain way to avoid attracting attention, but you couldn't help buy gawk as you strode up the root-roads in Arisca. Thousands of lanterns, both oil and magical, lit the streets and homes around you. Despite the late hours, the city was still bustling with activity. Countless people bustling around you. They gave you some elbowroom as you walked with Mr. Gulcano's cart, but even still, these wide roads are crowded with all kinds of folk.

Elves and Humans didn't surprise you, but you'd never seen a Greenskin before. Just like their name implied, ruddy green hide, but far larger than you imagined. Standing a couple heads taller than most everyone around them with yellow tusks. A group of five passed you by, but no one else seemed to pay them any mind.

Millia nudges you again, "Try not to gawk so much. It's rude, darling.."

>>21617310
I'm sure they're friendly, just tall and green.

But it is rude to stare. Try to look at all the city without gawking.

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Mr. Gulcano shouted so you could hear him, letting you know that you'd be stopping at his storehouse before reaching his home, as the final destination.

You stuck close to the cart, occasionally stopping for Mr. Gulcano to flash some papers and converse with some guards. You noticed the occasional stray gaze in your direction, and as instructed, you made a point to keep your cloak closed around you.. Although it occurred to you that the purple wreath of flowers and the sizable weapon you were carrying were likely drawing more looks than your gender..

Along the way you took note of the various other races walking the streets. Dwarves weren't too surprising, but you noted the different ways the wore their beards, compared to the way Mr. Brogart used to have his. By comparison, he kept his somewhat short. Only Chest length. Some of the Dwarves you could see had beards to the knees.

You even spotted a collection of Tama. You'd heard rumors about them, and seen a few illustrations, but they were completely different up close. No more than knee high. They looked like tiny, knee high men covered in unusual armor, but they were supposedly completely mechanical all the way through. Living machines, of some kind. They march by you in lockstep unison.

You even spotted some Tau walking by. They really didn't have noses! You've been told that their society adheres to a rigid caste system. You wonder if these Tau are deserters or fleeing the mainland..

I'm gonna finish this up and take a short break. I'm getting distracted really badly, so this is taking much longer than it should.

>>21617597
>Tau
CAN WE HAVE A BLUE GROT?

heh just caught up a purple flower wreath given to us by the fae we are so boned in so many ways. Any keeping our eyes roaming taking in the sights and preventing us from both gawking and staring.

>>21617597
Fuckin Tau. We'll show them for the greater good, we'll turn their lack of noses into asses.

>>21617618
that would be awesome specially considering how theres little mechanical men exist.

>>21617662
Zog yes. We needs a blue grot.

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You spotted something that caught your attention. You tug at Millia's sleeve and point out a woman who is currently bartering with a shopkeep. She catches your attention because she has 4 arms, amongst other things. You'd never heard of such a thing before. "What is she?.." Millia pushes your hand down, "She's an Asuran. Try to steer clear of them. They can be very temperamental."

You watch her for a moment, the way she gestures with all 4 hands, pointing and moving her hands about. It's kind of entertaining. Millia has to tug to along as the cart rounds a corner, "Come on now, country girl. You can't stop and stare at every single person in town.."

The stop at the storehouse is fairly brief. Several workers there greet Mr. Gulcano and treat him with a high level of respect. They are quick to unload the goods and empty out the cart and soon, Mr. Gulcano is offering to let your party ride in the back on your way to his manor. You gladly accept, jumping at the chance to get off your feet for a change.

The remaining ride is uneventful. You watch from the cart, taking note of all of the unusual and unique people and creatures. Some men riding on beast mounts, others decked out in unusual foreign armor, others still carrying strange weapons. It's far more exciting than you imagined. This was a city for adventurers. Nothing at all like your home town.

Gulcano's Manor is no castle, but it is a rather nice and sizable building. You imagine that with Arisca's limited space, he must have spent quite a fortune to secure it. A group of servants meet you at the entrance and take the cart and horse to their own stable while others guide you in.

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And.. I should put it on pause there for the time being. I'm distracted as fuck and I need to go clear my head.

>>21617967
Kay. But hurry up wif da muckin around. We needs a blue grot to be proppa orky.

Well! Guy who just started here. All caught up.

Perv, you started this leveraged on your ability to write a sexual transformation scene. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the way it's turned, but...what the hell was with the bandit? That was more horror than sexual. I get that you're trying to go serious, to make yourself somehow "worthy" of being a quest.

Don't.

When it comes to asses, be sexy. When it comes to us, give us a chance - nay, a demand, sometimes - for the dress to fuck with our body. There has been fuckall since the beginning, not only plot-wise, but transformation-wise. As of >>21615440 you seem aware of it, but shit, man, get it together.

>>21618060
I love you.
In that order:
The bandit was something thatI wanted to slow down a bit on because I really hadn't done anything transformation-y. I'm not often a fan of body horror, but there's something to be said about the mental aspect of the transformation, especially when it's slow. The opening transformation for the whole quest was so quick and non-descript that it barely happened. I wanted the bandit scene to be more slow and and I wanted it to be shown as something that they did not want.

It could have gone much worse, but it turned out sort of neutral in my opinion, as far as unwilling victims go. Not painful, bones cracking, flesh rending, cries of pain, but not orgasming all over the place and moaning with pleasure either.

Serious wasn't my intent, but it is what it is.

When it comes to making demands.. Well, honestly, I have a lot more fun building from what everyone else wants to see. This isn't my personal fap session where I just lay everything out. I like the input and I like the ideas that get suggested, sometimes.. Sometimes. Which is part of the problem. I want participation, but sometimes all I get is ass-hands and "GIVE ME BACK MY DIIIIIICK"

Also, there's that whole issue with actually making a quest and not just going full /d/eviant and getting booted off /tg/, which did happen when a started the quest, and only stopped after a lengthy talk with a mod.

>>21618318
I hear you on that. Sometimes I'd swear /tg/'s actual collective fetish was trolling, given such things as Maid Quest and Strike Witches Quest. Throw them into a situation where they can do whatever they want, and they roll up their sleeves and go "We'll soon fix that!"

A strong hand is advised.

At any rate, new guy and others, please participate. Help me to guide this in a direct that we can all enjoy.

All this world building is fun for me and to some extent, I'd like to think that my desire to tell a story is going to keep me from going all asses, all the time, but I'd also like it if we could have both a good story and a satisfying amount of ass.

Now.. I'm going to try and get this thing going again.

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Upon entering Gulcano Manor, you are greeted by several maids. They are quick to take your packs and cloaks, and at Mr. Gulcano's Direct they take your packs to separate guest rooms. One room for your parents and another for you and Millia. You are suddenly worried that he might be onto you, but you reassure yourself by thinking it's only natural to room the married couple together and put the other two people in another room.

He instructs them to begin preparing dinner while helping the guests (your party) to clean up. He makes a point not to fret over any dress code. He is quick to vanish off into one of the other rooms while the Maids guide you to basins of warm water. One of them compliments your outfit while they set out some scented soaps and perfumes. You sneak a spritz of the perfume, thinking it would be rude to turn it down.

Soon you are seated at the dinner table with some wine to hold you over, awaiting Mr. Gulcano's return and the meal.

You hadn't considered he would offer you this kind of hospitality, but you assume he's likely going to boot you out as soon as your deal is done.

This gets you thinking about your plans for the next few days. Mr. Gulcano did insist that you'd work as his mascot girl at the Bazaar for a day, but it occurs to you that there will likely be a lot of free time in between everything else that's going to happen.

>>21618822
Thankfully we've got a giant city to explore, strange people to meet, exotic foods to try, shady characters to be astonished by, fancy noblemen to get hit on by. So many possibilities.

>>21618822
We know how to show disinterest, but now I think we need to learn from Lilli how to attract customers to Gulcano's shop.

>>21618845
true, or we could hit on the maids, like any normal lecherous teenage boy turned into a girl.

>>21618886
Seems like a fine time to do so, yes.
>>21618873
We still have Silent Speech or however you'd call it, right? Discussing it in private seems wise. For our dignity, if nothing else.

Ffffffuck.
had a post almost done then bumped some key that sent me back a page and reset the fucking quickpost box.

>>21618927
My advice, write stuff up in notepad and then copy-paste. It helps avoid that sort of thing.

>>21617618
>>21617755
A tau, sure, but gods no, not a crossover.

>>21617903
>four armed musclegirl
All dem gropes, all dat powah to grope with. Surely the dress desires one of them as a follower

>>21618873
We also instinctively know how to poledance. That should help some.

>>21618940
I periodically ctrl+A, ctrl+C longer posts as I'm writing them, so I've always got a version from a few seconds ago on my clipboard.

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Let's see.. You've got tonight to rest, but Millia's probably going to want to play. She's had to hold off for several days now. She's probably dying to get you alone.. Tomorrow, you'll work at the Bazaar, helping Gulcano attract customers, which is going to be tricky. Perhaps you should see about modifying your outfit again.. Light armor isn't very attractive. At least, you don't think it is. Also. you've hardly got anything to show off. You should certainly see about enhancing your assets. That's certainly an idea.. You could always cast something temporary. Millia could.. certainly.. Damn dress! You seem certain you'll be back to normal soon enough.. Why not experiment a little. It's not so hard...

You shake your head clear for a moment.

Once you've got your work due, Gulcano will probably boot you out. You could look into finding an inn while you wait for him to set up a meeting. Both of his contacts are powerful men. You may be waiting a while before you get to meet either of them. That would give you plenty of time to make some plans and see the city. Meet some of those weird races you've never seen before.. Possibly even see about setting up another adventure.

There's also the possibility of looking into Millia's supposed contact. You'll have to find out if there's really someone she knows here, or if that was just a convenient lie.

You sip your wine and take a moment to admire some of the Maids milling about. One of them catches you looking and you smile her way, instinctively trying to look attractive to catch the cute girl's attention. Instead, of seeing this as flirting, she offers you more wine, assuming your glass was empty.

>>21619056
>Instead, of seeing this as flirting, she offers you more wine, assuming your glass was empty.

Smack her rear with a minimal amount of magic behind it. Justify it to the dress' spirit as examining our options.

>>21619056
oh yeah we have to go after lesbians or bysexuals looks like were gonna have to ask Lili how to spot them.

>>21619056
Plump up your chest a little and to catch her attention as she comes over to refill your drink.
>>21619087
Or just convert them all with our magical tits.

>>21619098
oh yeah MAGIC aint gotta explain shit. Thanks for reminding me anon I forgot.

>>21619073
>>21619087
>>21619098
how about no.
>>21619056
Tau are magical things right? Lets look into getting one of them as another teacher. Just because Millia is a damn fine teacher doesn't mean she can teach EVERYTHING about magic.

>>21619122
And whyever not? Also, Tau are, as of 40k, distinctly non-magical; they have next to no magical presence or potential, to the point that magical beings don't even notice they exist until they hit the physical.

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>>21617597
Tama remind me of mechanical Lilties. I want one.

>>21619122
I think a gentle polite smack on the rear is perfectly acceptable and our only way to keep ourself from falling to the female side. We must keep our machismo. No modification magic attached, but a magic ass slap must be a think to behold.

>>21619133
Because we are trying not to get corrupted by the dress.
>>21619146
Because an ass smack from a girl wearing PURPLE FLOWERS in her hair and a dress is so masculine. Do you think girls don't slap each other's asses normally?

>>21619164
>Do you think girls don't slap each other's asses normally?
Guys do. No homo, brah.

>>21619164
It's not about the appearance, it's about the intent and the actions. A man can be masculine in a dress, a woman can be feminine in a suit. It's all about how your carry yourself. We show confidence we can pull this off.

>>21619166
Shit, my straight female friends do it to each other.
>>21619175
There is nothing masculine about slapping an ass.

>>21619205
>There is nothing masculine about slapping an ass.
think you don't quite understand masculinity, especially in the pseudo-middle ages of Fantasy.

Another reason not to slap the maids, they'll slap us. Across the face.

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>>21619251
For every palm that strikes our cheek, we plump up her cheeks in return.

>>21619251
A battle-scar well earned if it happens. Still worth it.

>>21619260
We react to a justified action with making her ass bigger. Brilliant.

The maid leans over to fill your glass, which really wasn't very empty. You feel the dress constrict around your back and arch your chest out. You feel your breast swell out and the front of your armor stretch to match. The Maid eyes you curiously, as you jut out your chest for her. Seeing your chance to show some more direct interest in her, you reach over and pat her on the ass.

She apologizes for being in your way and takes her leave. Your advances didn't even register with her at all. Now, don't we feel silly.. you feel the dress loosen its grip on you, returning your posture and breasts to normal. What were you even doing? You've barely had any experience picking up girls as a dude. What could you expect as a girl.

You can hear Millia chuckling under her breath. "Nice try, darling, but you'll need to work on your technique."

>>21619289
"Then shouldn't you be teaching?"

>>21619289
Now her, we can slap on the ass. Because she's basically our girlfriend.

>>21619289
"I'm a failure at picking up chicks, with the only exception being you.

Aren't I supposed to be good at this due to feminine instincts or something?"

Pout, pout and make puppy dog eyes in Millia's direction.

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>>21619287
Look man, theres two ways we can plays this.

We can be the reasonable awkward little girl who gets eye-raped and taken advantage of at every turn.

Or, we can be Tonnura-san with tits and ass, all they way down to the orgasmic touch effect. Dont you wanna be Tonnura-san with tits and ass?

>>21619324
Not particularly?

And yeah, get Ms. My-last-name-means-lesbian to teach us some things.

>>21619324
...I wanna be Tonnura-san. But I don't wanna do it to some random maid. Only to those who wrong us. Or Millia.

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>>21619338
>Not wanting to be the Tonnura-san
Disgusting
>>21619340
Remember that that fucking cat has broken many a heart in his day. But yes, we shouldn't go mad with ass power too soon.

>>21619356
What would or Father think? Our "Killed a bugbear bare handed" druid dad?

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"Then I expect some extra lessons.. I'm not going to be in this dress forever, you know." You whisper back at her. She smirks at you, "We'll have to see.. A girl might get jealous watching her playmate chase every maid she comes across, Dorothy.."

You try to think of something witty to say about the Master and their Familiar being helpful, but you are interrupted by Gulcano's entrance. He's dressed down, and switched out his traveling clothes for an expensive looking robe. He already has a turkey leg in hand as he takes his seat at the head of the table, shortly followed by several maids who tote out the rest of the meal.

"Allow us to celebrate a job well done, my fine associates!" the maids are quick to serve you the food. After several nights of homemade stews and rations, the food before you is absolutely heavenly. "Every last bit of stock and every one of us made it unharmed and in one piece. I could not ask for a better turn out! As my thanks, in addition to fulfilling my end of the deal, I ask that you feast and make yourselves at home for the night. It's the least a man can do for his bodyguards!"

Over the meal, Mr. Gulcano is very eager to hear about the Fae Procession he missed. Other than the one musician, there is nothing to describe, other than feet. The only thing you have to show for it is the wreath, to which he takes an interest in, insisting such a thing could sell for quite a bit. You father advises against selling off Fae gifts, no matter how simple they be..

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>>21619324
>>21619356
I kind of like how you think, but that would be a very different quest. We can't just be a cosmic pimp who does what they want when we are barely in control in the first place.

>>21619405
Again, this is /tg/ you're dealing with. If they aren't in control, so much the better. It simply makes things more hilarious as they go on, because nobody running a quest wants to have it crash and burn.
>>21619398
Enjoy meal, listen in. Let someone else be the focus of attention for a while.

>>21619405
It kind of reminds me of the now defunct brothel quest, to be honest.

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You enjoy the luxurious meal, quietly listening while Mr. Gulcano talks about his plans for tomorrow. Apparently, the markets are running quite often, but Sunday is a day when most merchants cart out their special goods. Limited stock and special deals and exotic that you can't normally find on most other days.

He picked up the surplus harvest from your town alongside several other acquisitions, which he plans to sell in bulk come tomorrow morning and he believes that having you around to draw in customers will make sure that happens. No pressure to perform, you think..

He goes on to talk about some of his competitors, associates, and partners and what they will be selling. The high traffic of adventurers, travelers, merchants, and others makes the Sunday Bazaar a great place to find nearly anything you could be looking for, even people. That last remark gets an odd reaction from the table, but he is quick to explain that many adventurers use the Bazaar as a place to search for prospective party members, since it attracts so many different kinds of people. No slave trading. None at all.

>>21619631
well yeah, slave-trading is done on mondays, duh!

>"sounds like you got a case of the mondays" has a whole new level of meaning.

>>21619631
So, on the one day when we could gather people together easily, we'll be stuck selling your wares? I suppose we walked into that.

>>21619717
There will be other sundays. What's important now is that we manage to get our shit together.

Our familiar teaches us how to attract people
Mom goes searching to get the lay of the land and see who's in town that could be useful
Dad goes to find an inn.

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Once the meal is finished, the Maids are quick to clear the table. Mr. Gulcano excuses you to your rooms. He'll have his Maids wake you in the morning so you can get prepared for the bazaar. Til then, you are free to make yourselves at home. If you wish, the Maids will even draw a bath for you. As for him, there is some business he should attend to before retiring for the evening.

You are then escorted to your rooms, where they've prepared the beds and set aside your things. Before parting ways, your parents bid you a good night. "The hardest part is over, hun. You'll be back to normal before you know it." You smile and gladly hug them back. You'd never have gotten this far without them, after all.

As soon as you enter your room, Millia throws her arms around you. "It's been a hectic couple of days, darling, but we've finally got a chance to unwind." You hear the door lock behind you, and peer over to see Millia's tail coiled around the latch. "And I'm certainly feeling tightly wound tonight.."

She leads you over to the bed and tumbles onto it, pulling you with her. It's like landing on a cloud compared to your bed at home, and heaven compared to your bed roll. Her hands are quick to roam across your body. She lets out a little whine, "Do something about all this armor before I start clawing through it.."

You try to envision something other than the nightgown. Something more alluring.. Your knowledge of women's undergarments was lacking though..

>You are the cursed dress now
>sexy nightwear wat do?

>>21619839
Lingerie, with stockings, and garter belts. That doesn't actually impede the vision or touching of anywhere important.

>>21619839
Lacy teddy. something complementing the poor dear's skin tone. Even the dress must admit it's been a hard few days, and the poor girl should get to look her best, even if she doesn't know what she's doing.

>>21619839
Silence spell. Do not forget.

>>21619839
I kinda just want to have her tear through the armor. Make her work for it, you know.

>>21619989
Hardly in the spirit of our contract.

>>21619989
except the dress may react.... badly.

>>21619875
im seconding this one because of reasons

>>21620005
Or it may grow tearable seams for her.

>>21620003
>Hardly in the spirit of our contract.
You act like we didn't get similarly ravished on our first night. Its all in the spirit of good fun.

>>21620094
"How to make people...ah...notice me."

>>21620094
Uhhh... may want to correct the thing about the skirt...

>>21620094
Something flashy for tomorrow.

>>21620114
The bottom half of a dress is commonly called a skirt, when it's called anything at all. It's legit.

>>21620121
No, I mean, read what the skirt does in the post.

>>21620094
Body language and facial expressions, how to read it accurately, even when they're trying to hide it, and how to fake it well.

>>21620121
>The hem of your skirt shits a bit,
>shits

>>21620094
Something to help us not get ambushed, because we really got lucky with the whole catgirl princess result from that bandit attack. If he'd knocked us out before we knew he was there...

>>21620114
Haha.. Woops. Took me a second to realize what you meant.
It's late and my coherence is slipping. Reposting.

>>21620134
The lower half of the lower part of the dress shifts. As in, presumably, moves upwards. What's wrong with that?

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You try to focus on something sexy. Something you think Millia would like. The hem of your skirt shifts a bit, the neckline plunges, but it still doesn't seem right. Something more like this.. All at once the dress changes, flowing around you and reforming into an elaborate lingerie set, trimmed in lace. You marvel for a moment at the tangle of belts and straps and hooks the make up the garterbelt and stockings. Millia, on the other hand, took her time marveling at your chest, running her fingertips along the sheer fabric covering your breasts, "Mmmm.. That's more like it.."

She was beginning to nuzzle up against you and you begin to return her attentions when you pull back for a second, "Wait.. just like that? No lessons or new spells or anything..?" Millia released the bit of fabric she had in her teeth, "Well, I hope you've at least remembered lesson two. You're quite a moaner, after all.."

You think for a second, "Lesson two..? OH! Silence wards.." You work quickly and envelope the room, mentally patting yourself on the back at how good you're getting at this magic thing. "There we go." Millia smiles at you, hands moving across your body. You note how much more you prefer her tender hands caressing your inner thighs..

"So, what did you want to learn tonight, Dorothy?"

Well, I feel like a colossal cock tease, but I may have to call it a night here. The clock just ticked to stupid o'clock and my ability to type have officially turned into a pumpkin.

I'll have some time tomorrow morning to add to this.

I'll likely have to do the next big portion of this in a pastebin fade to black, if that's okay.

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Anyways, yeah, sorry. I just don't trust myself to be able to write properly sexy material in this mental state.

Worse comes to worst, the thread is up on the archive under the WC:PGAQ tag.

In other news, this thread brings the total word count to 31.5k words! If I reach 50k I'll likely start reformatting and writing this up as a proper story and pass it around /tg/ for you weirdos to enjoy.

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Darn it, I missed it. Been checking regularly for the last two weeks and the one time I can't check for a while it pops up.
I went back and was reading through Diety Quest when I found this little gem in the second thread.
Also, it was pure distilled awesome. Just, for the record.

>>21620291
.... You now realize that, with quick access to a word document free from spelling errors, I'd end up making it into an Audio Book.

Because this quest amuses me.

Alright, I'm up again. I'll try to squeeze out a few more entries before running off for half of the day.

>>21623301

Oh sweet I just got up. I can't wait to learn the "pick up chicks" charm.

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So, let's see..

The two suggestions we've got so far are >>21620113 and >>21620145

Anything else before I get going on this and just make up a bunch of stuff?

>>21623513
Invisibility would be nice.

>>21623513
What about defensive magicks? That would be nice to have i think. Like defensive enchantments and magic shields and that sort of stuff.

>>21623513
More illusion magics. We need to be emitting sparkles and shit when we are warpole-dancing.

For a Plump Grabable Ass Quest, this thread has surprisingly few images of plump grabable asses.

>>21623753
There was one in the last thread, but we accidentally let it escape.

>>21623753

Well...
>>21615821
>>21616000
>>21616353
>>21619631
I'm okay with that.

>>21616353
Oh shit, I think thats the artist who worked on that got semi-caught up in some /v/ faggotry over that Anonymous Agony game thing that got funded on Kickstarter.

For the record, /v/ was actually pretty cool towards her, they just thought the other dude was a fuck for using her life problems as inspiration to make money.

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(Guess I'll just work with what I got)
"I'm not sure.. I mean, you usually take some of our private time to teach me a new spell or trick.. I just figured there was something else you could teach me.." you fidget, feeling nervous about even asking, especially after your embarrassing attempt earlier, "You were saying earlier how I need more practice with picking up girls and I was kind of thinking that I need some more help getting noticed.."

Millia's bemused smirk doesn't really raise your confidence. Your curse yourself mentally. All this girl stuff was wreaking havoc on your confidence, but when you with Millia, you almost want her to take the lead. "You've been thinking about the job you have to do tomorrow, hmm?" You nod silently in response, "It's only fair, I suppose.. All we've been telling you is all the ways not to mess up as being a girl and attract the wrong kind of attention.."

You feel one hand slide around your waist, while her other hand takes you by the chin and guides you to look her in the eye, "I want you to take your Mother's advice, darling. You're a talented, brilliant young man who has every reason to be proud and confident without some magic dress, but you're also an absolutely gorgeous young woman, and there's no denying that. That's your advantage and you shouldn't be afraid to use it." Millia's warm smile and kind words really lift your spirits, but you can't help but feel a twinge in internal conflict as she compliments you as a man and a woman in the same breath.

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>>21623753
It's difficult to find proper images of PGAs that aren't too far past the NSFW line, while also not just posting too many animu images without seeming like they have a point.

I'm doing my best to not raise the ire of any mods as it is.

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You return Millia's smile and press in against her, rubbing your cheek against her breasts, taking the opportunity to also get a grab of her ass, "Thank you, Millia.. That means a lot coming from you."

"Glad to help, darling." In moments, her clothes and disguise dissolve away, revealing her true, very nude, succubus self, "However, if you're worried about being noticed, I can think of a few things I could teach you that would help you draw attention." Millia gives both your modest breast and backside a teasing squeeze, "An upgrade would do wonders to draw some eyes your way. Sizable endowments tend to hold the attention of amorous men and even jealous women.."

"Upgrade? You mean, making them even bigger? I couldn't! It's!.. I mean.." Millia shooshes you gently, "Don't lie and say you've never thought about it. The first time you tried magic on yourself, it sounded like you even enjoyed it.." your face flushes with embarrassment again. What manly confidence and pride you had shrinks away at the thought of enjoying making yourself more of a woman. "But.. Then I'd be stuck like that.. and everyone seeing me like that would be.."

Millia interrupts, "Who in this city knows who you used to be? Who's going to care how big your butt is?" you relax a little, but still... "And who says it has to be permanent?" this catches your interest. So far, very few things having to do with the dress and it's transformations had undone itself.

"I think tonight's lesson is going to be in spell duration and dispelling. If you aren't too worn out, I might be able to teach you a few performance cantrips to spice up your act.."

>>21623976
Ooh, sounds useful.

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You spend a small portion of the night learning the mental arithmetic that goes into loading a spell with a specific duration. She guides you through the theory and does a fair job of making sure you understand before she insists on some practical applications. For this lesson, that meant expanding your modest curves further.

Like you had figured before, the dress makes it particularly easy to transform and enhance your form. It almost feels natural to do so, but you are very cautious not to let it exceed your intent, carefully guiding it into the limited duration instead of it's usual indefinite configuration.

At first, you start small, only swelling just a little bit and only for a few minutes. At Millia's insistence, you go larger for longer, and then in different ways, making you change your build in new ways. This soon deviates from the standard lesson and segues into a new lesson.. Which will have to be covered in the next fade to black

When you awake the next morning, you are back to normal.. at least you think you are. After everything Millia made you do, it's somewhat hard to figure out just how small your breasts or ass were in the first place. You test the heft of your breasts and run a hand along the curve of your rump.. They certainly feel a bit bigger over all. It was wishful thinking to believe the dress would just let you get away with all of that without any repercussions..

>Current Status
>Femininity: Questionable
>Dick: Still gone
>Breasts: 3 (+1)
>Waist: 2
>Hips: 3
>Ass Plump/Grab: 5/4 (+1/+1)
>Score of 1-3 is average. 4-6 above average.

>>21624138
Not too bad.
I suppose we should get up and get breakfast.
We've got a long day of being a walking advertisement today.

>>21624172
Hopefully we do more than just be gawked at. We are, in theory, smart after all, and some of these goods come from our hometown. We should be able to argue that this stuff is better than the competitor's stuff.

>>21624182
I imagine Gulcano has that angle covered, and probably doesn't want us getting that involved in - and possibly messing up - his business. He hired us for our ass, and he's going to get ass aplenty.

We wouldn't want our hip score to trail too far behind our ass scores. Width is important as well after all. Delicious thighs.

Well... This is interesting... I may have to look through the archives to find out wtf is going on though... Unless anyone'd like to explain it for me?

>>21624198
Well, if you want to settle into such a role, that's fine. This voice in Roger's head thinks that if we don't talk about the product, people will talk to us about us. And then the dress will attempt to make us do something stupid again, and we'll be in public this time.

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Millia stirs from her spot beside you. She uses you to shield her eyes from the beams of sunlight pouring through the window, groaning sleepily. She nudges and wiggles you over so she can rest her face against your ass, "Mmmmmf.. My pillows went and shrank.."

You wiggle you hips, "Millia.. Come on.. I'm still exhausted from last night. You never even taught me those performance spells." Millia slowly scoots up, using you as her hand holds as she pulls herself into a sitting position, legs wrapped around your waist, arms looped underneath yours, hands firmly grasping your breasts, "Are you sure we don't have time for a little bit more play?" she asks while tracing kisses up the side of your neck and cheek. You practically melt against her, sinking into her playful touch, "W-we can't right now.. The maids.. or my parents might come knocking at any moment."

Millia pouts and slowly untangles herself from you, "Well, you should dismiss your silence ward and we should start getting prepared for today.." She climbs out of bed and within a few steps, she appears human again. A few more and her clothes have reappeared around her. She takes a step in front of a mirror and checks her appearance momentarily, preening her clothing and hair.

You follow her, but quickly realize your clothing isn't so quick to change. In fact, you have to take a moment of focus to shift it out of the lingerie configuration it created for you and back into the armored travel gear you had created before.

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Millia gives you a chance to use the mirror next, standing behind and watching you with a look of amusement and admiration as you make sure you look okay. You were relieved to see a (somewhat) normal reflection of yourself in the mirror this time. The illusionary mirror you created several days ago still fills you with traces of doubt and fear, but you haven't brought it up yet.

You confirm it in the mirror as you turn and twirl, examining yourself from different angles. Your chest and butt were definitely bigger. Millia's expression seems to confirm that she's noticed as well, but you don't say anything.

"I was thinking of changing up my outfit again.. Y'know, for today's performance.. Maybe doing something with my hair.." You realize you are still wearing the flower wreath. It stayed on your head all night long. Not a petal out of place. How odd. Millia let out a little 'hmm', "Certainly couldn't hurt to put together something more alluring. If you plan to show off for the crowd, you'll want something that emphasizes your assets better than leather breastplate and bracers. Your hair, though..." she trails off, looking thoughtful as she considers it, "Are you sure you want to change it? That's sort of your last bit of masculinity in a way.." you feel the same way. You'd always liked your hair short before all this curse business, but now.. Looking at the cute girl in the mirror. Looking at yourself, you can't help but feel that it doesn't look you. You don't like the way your short hair looks. It's not befitting of a lady..

"I think I want to change that too.."

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>>21624392
Bah..
That should read "Looking at yourself, you can't help but feel that it doesn't look right"

We're going to have to pause here. I don't have enough time to really get into the next part. That, and I've got a fairly long shift ahead of me.

>>21624241
tl;dr version is that this is a quest about a guy who gets cursed into a girl, then while trying to fix it, ends up in the cursed dress of the wizard who cursed him int he first place. along the way, she summons a succubus familiar, lines up a quest to seek help from wizards in a neighboring city, and travels through some dangerous forest with her adventurer parents.

There's A LOT of other shit that happens in there, and I'd greatly appreciate if you read it all, but you're free to participate whether you do or not.

>>21624392
Noo, don't change the hair.

>>21624454
Consider me interested. Reading through the archives now. Figures something like this'd show up on /tg/. Given how everything seems to be going in this thread, I'll have to be the one who keeps us all on track for our original objecti-

Wait, we can change our own body, including enlarging certain 'assets'?
...thisismyfetish.jpg

>>21624486
This

>>21624392
No keep it short or in a pageboy style.

>>21624560
Thirded. While I prefer long hair, it's good to keep some sort of reminder of what we're trying to regain.

Well, that's the theory, anyway.

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>>21624486
>>21624560
>>21624592
When I started doodling Roger in the previous threads, everyone was surprised that she had short hair still. Then they started talking about how that should be changed next and so on.

Also, I kind of like super long hair.. Either way, do discuss after I leave in 10 minutes.

>>21624536
Glad to have you aboard.
It's clearly my fetish also...

>>21624596
What this anon says is 100% correct. Keep it short, remember what we came here for. We don't want to use magic more than we have to.

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>>21624668
>>21624596
>>21624560
>>21624486

>>21624614
Keep in mind it hasn't changed at all. I just dont think it should be super boyish.

We don't want to stand out, do we? At least not in that way.

>>21624486
I'm with this, but we should see what Milia wants us to do, just to gauge where she stands in all this. I still don't fully trust her.

>>21624392
Long flowing hair is my fetish.

Make it ass length and silky smooth.

keep it short already have three votes not including this 1.

>>21624795
I think it's more than 3, I'd rather it be kept short too, but I'm hoping OP doesn't feel pressured to do what we want if it's completely against what he has planned.

Grow our hair out a bit to look slightly more feminine.
Not longer than neck-lengt, though, so we've still got a slight tomboyishness to remind us of our origin.

>>21624486
voting for this as well.

No longer than neck length in my opinion.

>>21624392
God damn. Don't give in to the dress. Don't do anything.

Didn't we JUST learn how to make effects temporary?
Though I agree MC shouldn't specifically permanently lengthen his/her hair.
There's a reason I suggested the 'Fae wreath grows our hair' idea. I like long hair as much as anyone.

>>21626081
We did, but the dress corrupts all our spells so they're not entirely temporary.

>>21626293
Well, that was apparently a few hours of practice.
Besides, we can just cut our hair if it grows.

>>21626368
Hair's actually one of the easier things to clear up, yeah. Besides, we DO need the practice. No longer than shoulder-length though. Just to be sure.

Also, this is me: >>21624536 I wonder if I might not have a word, Pervert? A word in quiet, if you were?

>>21627714

Plus if we keep it as it is people might start questioning us about our hair and why its so boyish! That flimsy string of questioning might even lead to us being found out!

Ooooh noooooooo!

>>21627920
I think the fact that we're a warrior of some sort more than satisfies that

>>21627947

Besides the pole(axe) dancer part.

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I'm back and loaded up with free red bull again. Gimme a short while to get situated and changed into some clothes that aren't covered in dust.

Where did we land on the whole hair debate, by the way?

>>21630129
It's a mix between keep it as is, keep it short but make it girlier and get it a bit longer, we can always cut it later.

I'm personally for making it a bit longer, a bit girlier and chopping it short again if we find it gets in the way.

>>21630129
I waited until 3:30 AM to tell you that we need it longer.

>>21630129
The general consensus earlier was to keep it short, but people are now coming out in favor of lengthening it a bit
personally I don't think making it longer would make any sense given how RD's parents would react to it

>>21630335

You mean... accepting of or not reacting at all?

They'd probably be into haveing longer hair for that mother-daughter painting anyway.

>>21630129
> Free Red Bull
Explain this magic. I must know.

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Let's see.. Lemme just put on my counting glasses.

>Short hair votes
>>21624486
>>21624560
>>21624592
>>21624596
>>21624668
>>21624695
>>21624795
>>21625981
>>21625654
>>21626081
Give or take..

>Votes otherwise
>>21624779
>>21625312
>>21626081
>>21627714
>>21627920
>>21630191

Kind of definitive.. The hair stays, for now.. Although I do like that thing with the wreath, though I'm reluctant to pile even more magic shenanigans on poor Roger..

Also, >>21627714, was there something you needed or were you looking for contact information or something?

>>21630368
Well, they're still under the impression that we're desperate to regain our manhood (probably true) and that we're not enjoying being female at all (patently false), and also that the dress doesn't have too much control over us (so we couldn't blame that).

>>21630384
I work at an awful place that was recently given a ton of free red bull. I've been using it to maintain some level of wakefulness after long shifts of holiday retail hell (I mean, seriously.. What the fuck is going on? Thanksgiving hasn't even passed yet and my mall is in full christmas mode)

>>21630335
>>21630368
>>21630399
There is still the possibility of passing it off as the work of the dress. As you understand it, the effects will only grow worse, the longer you wear it. Although, you've only been wearing it for less than a week and you're already wearing under it's manipulations.

>>21615455
Hell yeah. Though we set out with the best of intentions, we shall accidentally leave legions of confused buxom catgirls in our wake.

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"I think your short hair is part of your tomboyish charm, darling." You don't look away from the mirror, instead checking your profile, envisioning yourself with longer hair and the ways you could style it. You think that you could just dip into the magic a little bit more.. It seems like such a natural solution.. Just changing yourself any which way whenever you feel like it.. "Don't get too hasty. You can hide your new outfits or subtle changes to your figure, but you'll make your parents too worried if you start changing drastically over night." What's her angle? Why doesn't she want you to be beautiful?

You catch a look at Millia through the mirror. She looks concerned as she watches you. Then you look at yourself, realizing how unusual and unlike yourself you seem. You pull yourself away from the mirror and shake your head vigorously. What were you thinking? Your hair is fine! There's nothing wrong with the way you looked. "Are you alright, Dorothy?" You take a deep breath and nod slowly, "I think so.. It's just that, well, sometimes my thoughts aren't my own. Like there's all these other voices arguing in my head. It can get hard to tell which one is mine.."

Millia hesitates for a moment, then moves in closer, hugging you tight, "Just let me know when you start drifting off like that. Don't let yourself slip. You're better than that." You lean into her hold and sigh heavily, "Don't do anything drastic that you don't want to do today, alright? Don't worry about your hair or clothes.." You nod a little. Millia was good at controlling your feelings.. That's a good thing, you think. At least there's someone who can keep your mind in check.

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Once you are calmed down, Millia is quick to suggest that, instead of relying on what you had learned last night, that she keep good on her word and teach you those performance cantrips. They are small, simple little spells, but you quickly realize what a boon they'll be. Equally attention grabbing and practical in their own way.

>Spell get!
>Heavenly Spotlight
>Orator's Megaphone
>Reagent's Rhetoric

The lesson is hasty and rushed. Before you can even experiment with them, the maids come knocking, announcing that food will be served soon, before Master Gulcano leaves for the Bazaar. You'll have to try them once you get to there.

Breakfast, much like last night's meal, is rather extensive, with maids bringing out a wide variety of fresh fruits, meats, and breads. Mr. Gulcano talks excitedly about the day and what he expects of you. Your parents explain that they'll be taking the time to explore the bazaar, since they rarely get the chance, and possibly see about getting in touch with some old friends who might be in the city. They tell you that they'll come to find you later in the day. Millia suggests that she'll stay close to keep an eye on you. She's still concerned about the dress, after all.

You briefly mention finding an inn to stay at while you are staying at Arisca. Mr. Gulcano is quick to acknowledge the idea, jokingly saying that, while he enjoys your company, it wouldn't be frugal to keep a band of adventurers under his roof. He is kind enough to offer the names of a few affordable establishments around town. Although, were you still interested in his offers, he could work out living arrangements indefinitely, in exchange for employment.. You turn him down once more.

After breakfast, you gather your belongings. You have your cloak draped over your shoulders, your Halberd with you, just in case, and your coin purse, which was a purse to begin with before this whole girl curse thing started.. Not that you make that connection anyways. That's some sort of silly anachronistic interpretation of what a purse is.

You leave for the Bazaar in the same cart you arrived in. The streets of Arisca are even more active and exciting during the day time. You do your best not to gawk, but it's still so fascinating seeing all these new races and people milling about. Your jaw nearly drops when you spot a pair of giants hauling goods through the street. While they may only stand around 10 or 12 feet tall, they still amaze you with their size. They move slowly, carefully treading around the swarms of people at their feet.

You arrive at the bazaar after a relatively short ride. It sits somewhere in the center of Arisca's length, in an open plaza that's already crowded with stalls and tents and carts. You spot all kinds of exotic and unusual things. Strange foods, intricately patterned fabrics, even exotic creatures.

Mr. Gulcano guides you over to a half circle of stalls. Nearly a dozen of them, several of which are displaying the harvest from your village. All of the men already unloading there greet Mr. Gulcano with great respect and he graciously allows them to.

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>>21632080
Okay, let's help them set stuff up and then get to helping him hawk goods and looking pretty. Use our new spells but not overtly, we don't want it to be real obvious that we're using magic.

>>21632080
Ask how we can help, preferably by moving boxes around.
Manual, physical labor to help remind us of being a guy.

>>21632266
If we do that we will be shaming the workers and they will more than likely try to take the boxes away from us.

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You pile out from the cart and one of the workers takes the reigns, taking it in the opposite direction. Your parents tell you to work hard. Your Mother offers a little pep talk, telling you to just get through this one moment as another step towards claiming your manhood.

Mr. Gulcano places a hand on your shoulder as you stand and marvel at all the activity swirling around you. You'd never seen so many people in your life, let alone in your small little village. Everyone seemed to be doing this too your lately.. Like your shoulders magically attracted comforting hands. Mr. Gulcano's grip did not feel reassuring. You could tell he wanted to put that hand elsewhere "Ready to help me move some inventory, Miss Dorothy?" You cringe.. You only wanted Millia to call you that."Yes sir. I think my town's fine goods will sell very well."

He removes his hand and then swats you on the rump. There is is... you swallow your indignation and let it slide. "Then get on out there and draw in some customers!" He's certainly not interested in letting you do any heavy lifting.

You now find yourself standing in the bustling plaza. Hundreds of people, of all kinds, are milling about, pouring into the plaza to peruse the wide, wide variety of wares being displayed.

They've come to shop, which means that sooner or later they'll eventually find their way to Gulcano's stall, but your job was to make sure they pass every other stall.. The biggest question was how to do so..

You have your body and appearance, currently cloaked, your spells, and your Halberd.. Although, a weapons display probably wouldn't be too impressive, though..

>>21632451
Patter song. Just keep the words flowing, keep drawing attention, toss in the gestures for the spells and throw them up, maybe put a little bit more juice into them than we might expect to make up for not knowing what we're actually doing.

Also, start putting WAT DO at the end of postblocks that you want responded to.

>>21632451
First up magic to get their attention followed by us going on and on about the goods from our village. We lived there so we should be able to spout some good stuff especially if we threw some stories real or not in there. Perhaps in between our bellowing and do a little show with our poledancing with our weapon to keep things interesting off and on.

>>21632489
I want responses to all of them, actually. I try to incorporate the little things where I can. It's sort of hard to add a 'wat do' at regular intervals

>>21632451
Well we won't attract much while cloaked. So that needs to be dealt with. We've got some performance spells to boost things. We can extol the virtues of the goods, look pretty and approachable, smile a lot. Poledancing seems a bit much and I don't think anyone is interested in a weapons demonstration from us.

First of all, Perverted Anon, you have no clue how happy I am to see this quest continue. I was around for the first quest, then lost track. Is there a way to update us when you are continuing in future threads?

Also, why are we so obsessed with doing well in advertising for the merchant? We got our end of the bargain already no matter how we do. Are we so much of a min-maxer that we want to min-max this too?

Or is it an opportunity to explore the feminine side of us?

>>21632451
First thing is to take the cloak off.
Surely we've seen booth girls before? Try what they did, look approachable, don't bother with the halberd. Maybe try out the Heavenly Spotlight and Reagent's Rhetoric cantrips.

Does this take place in Dungeons the dragoning?

>>21632451
Use the Halberd as an improvised pole, balancing to swing above the crowd shouldn't be that hard

>>21632584
I don't want to make a big deal about this, so I've avoided setting up a schedule or any sort or notification system or any of that shit. Also, my actual life schedule is kind of random as it is. Work and other shit prevent me from setting a reliable time table, so I'm just kind of going whenever I feel like it or whenever I can make time.

Also, the whole thing with the merchant is part of the deal. In exchange for not having to pay him a thing, escorting his cart from your town to Arisca, and a day's work as his boothbabe, Gulcano will arrange an audience with some of the City's most well known wizard-types.

>>21632650
Haven't read it, so.. Maybe?

>>21632698

That is fair enough. We are thankful for you for running this highly entertaining quest already, so we will check frequently.

Another vote against pole dancing for now.

Crazy anons, where are my crazy answers? Do I have to unleash Crazy Camel Seller to get it?

>>21632785
We get few enough responses that we can't afford the madness. sorry.

>>21632785
save the crazy for when we're not in public - for now, at least.

Anons, please clarify for me why we all thought we are screwed when the fae recognized our power.

Is it... that bad? What can go wrong?

>>21632849
>>21632823

Alright anon. Alright.

>>21632874
In a general sense attracting the attention of the Fae is considered hazardous to your long-term health. Sure it can turn out well, but that isn't overly common and it's damn easy for it to end badly.

They're powerful, capricious, and don't see the world the same way. That is a bad combination.

>>21632874
I think it's less that, and more that we were afraid that the dress would make us attack them or something fully retarded.

>>21632902

Ahh thanks anon.

>>21632698
The mention of tau and the kitchen sink slightly self parody nature made me think it was!

If it isn't then what are Tau doing in a fantasy setting?

>>21632698
Rip that cloak off with all the fabulous in our being and c-c-crank out those rhetoric spells and do something to get everyone's attention. I'd say to use the heavenly spotlight once people see us to keep 'em interested. The megaphone should be last so that we pull in more and more people once others see the crowd and loud, sexy yelling.

I don't go into detail because I have no creativity or social skills.

If we are going to attract people, can we start singing "I will make a man out of you"?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XK7XwLbd-oI&feature=related

>>21632489
Gonna agree with this one. IT seems relatively safe, while allowing interesting things to happen.

Channeling our inner carnival barker is just a bonus.

It is a whole new world with country grown vegetables!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kl4hJ4j48s

>posting disney music
pls no

>>21632489
I like this too

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You take a deep breath and begin to cast 'Regeant's Rhetoric'. It's not an overtly powerful spell, but it allows you to speak with ease and fluidity. You prepare your words carefully and feel the magic well up into your throat.

You pull your cloak off with one grandiose motion and toss it over the head of your Halberd, as you start to announce, "Fine travelers of Arisca! Come and find the finest fruits int he nation! The most profound and produce that one is likely to find in all the land!" you flourish your weapon a bit, fluttering the hanging cloak like a flag, "A rare treat from your nearby neighbors! A haul of a harvest of voluminous vegetation at prices that will please even the most discerning dispositions!"

It wasn't quite poetry, but it slides off you tongue with a certain melodious quality. You were never one for barking at your customers, but your efforts seem to be paying off. You can tell that your words are catching some attention and a handful of people have made their way over to your corner of the Bazaar.

A few gentlemen pass by, eyeing you appreciatively as they discuss a need to stock up their kitchen. Soon after, a band of adventurers, consisting of a Dwarf, a Tama, and two humans head over. One of the humans licks his lips as he passes by, watching you, while his comrades discuss stocking up on food for their next trip

You feel the effects of the cantrip fade, so you take this moment to wave over more people. You shoot a look to Mr. Gulcano to gauge his reaction. He nods a little but shrugs. You still have a large amount of product to sell and your efforts so far have only made a minimal impact.

>>21633298
We might need to pull out the pole-dancing alongside the Heavenly Spotlight, get people's attention before leading into another sale pitch.

>>21632767
Keep an eye on the WC:PGAQ tag in the suptg Archive, perhaps? I don't know if this thing will run long enough to require any sort of extra effort, outside of me just typing up giant blocks of text and waiting for people to notice that I'm doing so.

>>21632944
I kind of like /tg/'s wonky interpretation of the Tau. It's given me a weakness for blueberries, and I figured it would be fun to throw in a similarly wonky interpretation of them and their whole caste system and such.

Can we illusion another version of us to double the efficiency? Or would that be a mana drain?

>>21633298
Keep it going, keep it going...maybe put a bit more oomph into the next casting?

>>21633298
Keep it going, continue with the cantrips. The day has just begun, after all. Include Orator's Megaphone this time along with Reagent's Rhetoric.

>>21633364
Better yet, /tg/ tau are naturally inclined for hips and datass, so they may see us as an honorary tau.

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You begin to march the outer perimeter of the stalls, waving people over while you prepare a second round of cantrips. The Orator's Megaphone is almost exactly as it sounds. It allows one to magnify the sound of your voice so it carries over a crowd. You match this with the Reagent's Rhetoric to prepare a bellowing speech for the crowd.

You espouse the glorious qualities of the goods you've traveled three hard days to bring to the much deserving folks of Arisca, who are sure to expect and demand nothing but the best that there is.

Your voice carries far across the bazaar, reaching the ears of shoppers on the other side of the plaza. Soon a small crowd starts to gather to watch you are you parade about, swirling your cloak flag around. Some split off from the crowd to go visit the stalls and sample the goods as you describe their flavor and quality. Business is starting to pick up now, and your efforts are starting to pay off.

Everyone seems to be impressed with your little show. You even hear some whispering about the eloquent little girl Mr. Gulcano has hired. You'd take offense at being complimented for simply being cute and prancing around, but you felt a certain kind of pride when it came to your salesmanship, and you knew you were doing a fine job so far.

Mr. Gulcano approaches and offers you one of the apples from his stock. "Eat up before they all sell out!" he seems quite pleased with the turn out, gesturing grandly and encouraging passing customers to browse his goods in between mouthfuls of fruit. "Keep this up and we might move the whole shipment in a day."

>>21633670
Looks like we're doing something right.
Let's keep it up.

>>21633670
Eat the apple and if we get a chance poach a few other nice fruits to eat.

Now that we've got a crowd we can do more individualized sales pitches, talking to individuals and talking about something in the wares we'll think they'd like, but still keeping with some of the prancing and getting people's attention. At this point the crowd might be self-sustaining as once you get enough people interested in something others get interested in it because it has a crowd around it.

Remember the sales techniques -- foot in the door/...

>>21633670
eat the apple in front of the crowd, show them how tasty and amazing the apple is.

Slowly bite after savory bite...

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(Ha ha! Time for Queens blade!)
You take a bite of the apple and make your way back into the crowd, swirling and mingling amongst them, urging customers to check out some of the other products on sale or complimenting them on their purchases while you traipsed and slipped amongst the crowd, answering questions along the way.
"Are you some sort of performer?" "No sir, I'm an adventurer!"
"Your outfit is lovely! Where ever did you get it?" "It's sort of an heirloom, ma'am!"
"Are you for sale, sweetheart?" "Ten Million Gold! Non-negotiable!"

The Bazaar was in full swing and Gulcano's stalls were packed with people, all eager to get their hands on the produce you had talked so highly of, not that you think they were only buying it because of your little show.. However, many were also eager to get their hands on you. As you dipped and moved about the crowd, you felt numerous stray hands brush against you, despite your best efforts to avoid any accidental contact. Others made an effort to get in your way, feigning that whole trying to pass ways but continually bumping into you, only finally passing after attempting to cop a feel. You fear this may be what your Mother had warned about when it came to misleading body language.

One particularly eager person pratically shoves you over as he slaps your ass from behind, sending you stumbling forward. You can hear them chuckle, but the person you bumped into looked less than pleased. An Asuran man, built rock solid with muscle head to toe, adorned in intricate tattoos that covered his chest and six arms. You don't think you hurt him, but he snarls angrily in your direction...

Give an apple to the Ashura. Find the one who copt a feel and either a) sling him over the halberd and continue walking as usual or b) arrange for his pants to accidentally fall off.

>>21633935

be sure to bow down appropriately and apologize to the man for bumping into him.(after all hes most likely a gentleman, no need to worry about him looking over our body)

>>21634049
Seconding this.

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You notice the crowd clearing out around you and the Asuran. You straighten yourself up, regaining some composure, but still utterly terrified. Millia had mentioned that they can be temperamental.. That would be a terrible thing to say to his face. Actually, where is Millia? She stepped aside as soon as you left the cart.. You quickly scan the crowd for her, in a panic, looking for some sort of guidance out of fear that you might do to him what you did to the bandit.

To your good fortune, you find Millia leaned against a distant stall. She is starting right back at you and gesturing to her hand. You peer down at you own hand, spotting the apple. Not knowing what else to do, you extend your hand and offer the apple to the Asuran while bowing slightly and lowering you head. "I'm very sorry, sir."

He snatches it with his bottom-left hand and brings it to his mouth, taking a large bite. He chews for a moment then walks past you. The crowd watches with you as he moves towards what you assume were the culprits who shoved you. They seem to be giggling enough to seem guilty. Their glee vanishes instantly as he approaches them. A single swift punch to the face drops one instantly, leaving the remaining one to drag him off. The Asuran continues his way through the crowd, straight over to the apple stall, buying several more before wandering off.

A slight murmur from the crowd seems to communicate the message that those apples must be *REALLY* good. Catching onto this as well, Mr. Gulcano is quick to instruct his workers to raise the price ever so slightly.

>>21634131

good job Dorthy you should reward your self

I mean that was close and a good thing that he was a reasonable guy.

>>21634246

What if... Ms. Lili set that up for us?

>>21634254
I told you, man, we shouldnt be so quick to trust a goddamn demon, especially a demon that has show no ill will to us thus far.

>>21634263

But what if she set that up to help us? By creating drama and tales for people to spread? So that we will sell more?

>>21634131
Good job, Dorothy. Maybe go back to the safety of the stall.

So what is our new strategy against groping and sexual harassment?

>>21634269
Its still manipulative of her. I'm just saying, one of the alt-selves we saw in the magic mirror was us as a demon. I don't trust her.

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Millia meets you by the edge of the crowd. She smiles and dusts you off and making sure you are okay, "Things are going a lot better than expected, aren't they?" "You could say that.. I'm getting plenty of attention, at least." you mutter in response. You're enjoying all the people being drawn by your performance, but you not fond of the way that some have come to gawk at you, "You'd think they'd care more about what's being sold, instead of who's selling it.." Millia chuckles softly, "I don't think Gulcano wanted you for your selling ability.. That fat old man is just lucky that you're so damn good at it." You smile proudly , straightening yourself up.

Millia looked out over the crowd, observing them carefully, "You've help them sell a lot of their goods and it's not even noon yet. I think one more good performance and you could clear their stocks. With nothing left to sell, you won't have any reason to work any more and we would probably be able to browse the Bazaar as we please."

You nod in agreement. Even a shrewd dealer like Mr. Gulcano would have trouble arguing for you to continue working as his mascot girl without anything to sell. You've put two of your new cantrips to good use and you certainly have enough magical oomph left to use.

>>21634373
Let's go with the tried and true formula.
Let's put our back (and hips, waist, ass, and tits) into it to get this done early.

>>21634373
"May as well finish it off. I'd like to see the rest of the Bazaar. I didn't think I'd be quite this good at it. Though the groping gets tiresome after a bit.

I'll be done soon dear."

Let's finish this off, we have the hang of it by now, it should be pretty routine.

>>21634411
Also see if we can get a bonus. Clearing the shelves means he doesn't have to pay the vendors for as many hours of labor.

Fuck.. It's 3am..
I need to sleep. I'm kind of surprised I'm still typing coherently at this point.

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One more sexy picture as apology.

I'm going to call it a night.
I've got another shift tomorrow, but the good news is that I'm off on Monday (huzzah!) so, with any luck, I'll pop in tomorrow morning, vanish for a 6 hours, then come back to wrap this up.

I was hoping to get a little further in and leave on a better cliffhanger, but I'm tired as hell and I kind of want to avoid sleeping til noon if I can help it... which I likely won't be able to.

Also, total word count is up to 35.5k! Holy shit, I might accidentally a whole NaNoWriMo!

>>21634552
You should gives that fade to black when you get back.

>>21630393
A contact address would be nice, if possible! Sorry for not responding sooner; my bed is an incredible soporific... I'll leave mine here...

Giving this thread a morning bump.

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>>21637850
I was just about to do that..
I'm sort of awake, but the writing parts of my brain take a while to warm up.

I'm gonna try and put some work into the next Fade to Black. Going to go a little bit more sexy and less emotional, I think..

Also, there's my email for anyone itching to contact me about whatever. I don't often use it, but I'll keep an eye on it for the purposes of this quest.

Take a moment to be grateful (disappointed?) that the dress isn't fucking with our sexual orientation. An actual girl with a man like that? Well.

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Well.. I got fuck all written and I need to head off to work in a few minutes.
Just hang in there, perverts. I'll deliver.I promise.

>>21638757

Yet.
I'm still betting on the fade to black where Mili gets the idea to turn herself male to spice things up a bit since she wants to experience that too.

>>21634373
Keep up the good work then once we get time off find some excuse to take the succubut on a date as thanks for all her help. Maybe even go to "bed" early to give her a nice bonus.

>>21640268
Sidetrack, sidetrack! Take her on a date once we have our junk back.

>>21640439

>getting our junk back

Pbbbt yeah right.
Not that she's going to be interested in THOSE bits.

>>21640646
Didn't she outright say that she would've raped our life out if we were a guy?

This seems like a reason to court her now, given, but she's interested.

>>21640712

Right. Because she's a succubus and eating guy's lifeforce is what she does, and would do because she has no taste for men.

It's just kind of her job.