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[sonicstriker]

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@boobalicious
20 / female / 🌟women🌟, twinks, and men who beg / 5 of ♦️

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My Self-Summary

Brains, beauty, and brawn, this hottie's a triple threat. She's run a successful business since she was 17, fought off monsters and evil corporate goons with guns, blown up national property, and achieved mastery level in martial arts. But don't let that fool you. She's a softie (with tits like clouds) who loves to dote on those she loves. When she isn't telling them what to do for their own good (and boy, is she good at reading people.)

My Future Plans

A romantic at heart, this country gal has always dreamed of settling down with her one true love, raising children, and running her cozy community bar. Maybe that'll be you, sweetie.

In the meantime, your girl would like to get freaky and experience the true range of what the world has to offer. She wants to know the one is the one, and how can you if you don't have good data? She particularly wants to be wooed by some beautiful ladies and enbies, spoil gentle twinks, and make some men cry. Unfortunately for her, most of these desires haven't been awakened, so do yourself and this fine lady a favor and help her on this path of self-discovery.

My Talents

By day this beauty trains her body religiously, whips up delectable drinks, and can make you feel like your worries are far, far away. Who wouldn't relax to those big eyes and soft smile? If you're the physical type, she also loves a good spar, though be warned (or encouraged), she's probably going to win. We can think of a few fitting rewards. Ahem.

Those talents follow in the bedroom too. If you've ever wanted to be crushed by the world's most powerful thighs or acrobatic positions get you hot, do we have a lady for you. Did we mention she's also gorgeous? But she shouldn't have to do all the work. It would take a very special person to take care of this queen, but if someone did, well. She's looking for her soulmate(s).

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

This country girl turned city workaholic hasn't had a lot of time for the good life. She'll melt for a girl's night, and she loves rom coms, love stories, slow dancing, and a good ghost story. She loves street food and home cooked meals, but she absolutely deserves to be wined and dined. It's a pity the universe keeps trapping her in the working class, but hey, what older story is there than cinderella?

My Ideal Partner

✨ Women ✨
Twinks she can dom
Men she can make cry
Someone older and more experienced who can her the ropes (and the good life)
Cloud Strife

Height 5'6 Body Type Hourglass of steel. Ripped goddess. Boobs and ass to make anyone swoon. Thighs of thunder, biceps of iron, back like a support beam. Smokes No Drinks And bartends Drugs None to date Sign Taurus Education The Streets of Midgar Occupation Business Owner and Bartender Income Depends on the sex, lads. Help a girl out. Children Someday Pets The stray weirdos she collects Hobbies Martial arts, fashion, drink mixing, community organizing, event planning, jogging

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

BEER

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

MIMES

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

BATH

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

NINJAS

.05 TITS OR ASS

ASS

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

TEA

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

SPICY

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

WINTER

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

LEATHER

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

ROUGH SEX

The Advocate
INFJ-T

ENERGY

59%

introverted

MIND

52%

intuitive

NATURE

88%

feeling

TACTICS

97%

judging

IDENTITY

75%

turbulent

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

[insistently]

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How does one wine and dine a tough lady like you?

[sonicstriker]

[ Why is she blushing 17 shades of red at that one? ]

I honestly haven't actually dated much and I don't even know if I like women, but I'm super down to grab a drink and chat?

[ Is she...? Is that a date? Is this weird? Should she be more wary of people texting this...awful profile? Surely people know it's fake...? ]

[insistently]

I honestly wasn't expecting an honest answer! It sounded like someone pranked you here.

[sonicstriker]

Someone did prank me, but so far everyone who has reached out here has been really nice, so I’m trying to assume good intentions until proven otherwise, you know?

[insistently]

That's usually my way of thinking! Especially in a place like this...

( a sexy place that requires copious amounts of it. )

[sonicstriker]

yeah a lot of us seem to be in the same situation. Though be careful. Some of the long time residents are creepy.

[insistently]

Oh, I've noticed. I was just investigating the paintings briefly before. It's quite eerie.

[sonicstriker]

Everything here is kind of eerie, isn’t it? I don’t like being alone.

[ Her room’s window somehow looks out on her childhood street. Which burned down 5 years ago. ]

[insistently]

Me too. I'm not used to being alone to be perfectly honest. I'm accustomed to having assigned guardians.

action, the strap-on info session

[cartographie]

A lot has happened, and Nami has begun to draw some conclusions about the situation she's found herself in here at the casino. Not least among these new truths she's workshopping is the belief that this place cannot get the better of her if she can help it. Information plays a big part in that. Knowing how undone the tattoos make a person, and the places in the casino where the compromising kind of hazards wait are all important, but equally so is all this stuff. It was a stroke of luck that she ended up in one of those sex toy rooms at the mingle with a person she considers a friend - the same situation with a stranger would have been more than awkward. This stuff isn't going away. Figuring out what works and what doesn't before having to figure it out on the fly is the practical thing to do. The toy in question was something thrust (hah) on her by the casino already, and while the experience turned into something blissful for many reasons, feeling the strap-on out before she used it on someone else would have been helpful.

And Tifa's so kind and genuinely good. If Nami can help her out, she will. It doesn't hurt that the memory of Tifa's lips has been seared into her memory and all too easily recalled after they exchanged messages on the network. Just like the last time, Nami doesn't know what to expect from this encounter with Tifa, but if helping her out is all it is, Nami's happy with that. Coming to trust and care for people outside of her crew is new, but, she's learning how nice it can be to have friends.

Nami pulls the door open quickly after Tifa knocks, meeting the other woman with a small smile, stepping aside so she can show herself in.

"Lucky we're on the same floor, huh?" If Tifa were on a higher floor, Nami would go to her in the interests of poking around one more room that's more comfortable than hers, but it's not like she wants to lug the box sitting on the foot of her bed around the casino. Once her door's shut Nami gets to business, unwilling to fall prey to the awkwardness she's trying to help them both avoid by having Tifa over for this in the first place.

"So," she begins, pushing the lid of the box open so Tifa can see the pretty leather harness, toys, condoms, and lube waiting inside, forcing herself to keep talking even though being this open makes her want to squirm.

"These are what I have. I haven't used stuff like this a lot, but, since coming here..." Nami trails off and looks back at Tifa, shrugging apprehensively. "It's come up."

[sonicstriker]

Any time Tifa has thought about what she asked Nami to do, her stomach has dropped and she's felt so embarrassed she's been sure every person within 100 feet could feel it rolling off of her.

But she doesn't regret it. She's seen more and more people get caught in situations they didn't choose, so if she has to do this, she wants options that make her feel okay. And a strap-on means she's in control, that she doesn't even really have to touch if she doesn't want to.

It also...maybe means girls? Which...is a thing she's allowed to try? That makes her feel a whole other kind of fluttery and warm and self-conscious, but not one she wants to lean away from.

But being confronted with Nami calmly opening a box of things Tifa only vaguely knows the use of, she blushes so hot she can feel it radiating off her face. But Nami's being professional, and it helps she is new to this too, so Tifa's expression stays even and professional. She nods, buying herself a breath.

"Right. I appreciate you doing this."

Much better with Nami, here, on their terms than literally anything else.

[cartographie]

"Don't worry about it. A person can only get locked in rooms with strangers and sex toys so many times before blushing gets old." Nami sits beside the box at the foot of her bed.

"We're better off if we have a clue," she shrugs, ever the pragmatist. "So what did you want to know about it?" One arm drapes across her thighs as she leans forward, watching Tifa curiously, wondering what, if anything, she'll go for first. "It's okay to ask me what you want to know," Nami adds after a tentative pause. "We're friends."

[sonicstriker]

"Right," Tifa says, tucking her hair behind her ear. She knows she shouldn't still be this easily flustered by this stuff, but, well, she can't help it. It'll come. Probably. Hopefully.

That part, though, she agrees with, and her nod is more earnest. The more they know the more control they have.

"I...honestly don't know much of anything," she admits. Her thought trails off though, eyes going up as Nami adds that.

Friends.

Her face softens, and she bites her lip for a second. "Friends. Yeah, we are." She takes a deep breath, nodding to herself. Okay. She can do this. "What...I really want to know is...how a strap-on works."

Oh God she just said that.

"Like how to put it on and how to use it."

[cartographie]

They've spent time being awkward together, but they have also been direct with one another. It gives her hope they can get through this lesson, whatever Tifa has in mind for it. While Nami can feel herself hesitating over her decision to be so upfront and frank about the things this resort has gotten her into, it's not in her to leave another lady in the lurch. And Tifa is a good person - the kind she can imagine Luffy warming to immediately - she wants to be her friend.

"How it works..." Rising to her feet as a means of burning just an iota of the uneasy energy that's pricking up through her, she flashes Tifa a smile and reaches for one of the dildos in the box along with the harness.

"This goes in the o-ring, like–" Nami slides the toy through the ring at the front of the harness, positioning herself so that Tifa can watch her ensure the thing's secure before holding it up by the belt again. "Then you belt it around your waist and your thighs," she holds it against her hips, giving the vague impression of how it's meant to look while being worn.

"It's kind of different, depending on whether or not it's a guy or a girl you use it on, but, both are fun." There's no way she got that out without blushing, but there was no way she was getting through this without turning at least a little red, Nami resigned herself to that when Tifa walked into the room as genuine and kind as ever.

"Do you want to try it on, or should I?" She asks, looking over at her friend with raised eyebrows.

[sonicstriker]

Tifa watches as intently as when she was first learning new forms with Master Zangan. Focusing on the mechanics makes it easier not to think about the fact that people are going to see her like this, that she's going to be...doing this with someone.

She almost slips when Nami mentions it can be used on guys or girls. She...has even less of an idea how guys work but that's not a today problem.

Who is going to wear it is though. Tifa hadn't asked if this was going to be a hands on session, but she knows in her heart that she'll learn more and feel safer that way. It's just still a lot.

"Why don't you, if that's okay? Since you already know how?"

Tifa thought she could handle that better.

[cartographie]

Though she'd be able to just lift her dress and get the harness on, Nami pulls it off instead. Opting to play it safe from there - because she still isn't entirely sure what Tifa had in mind for this learning experience - and keep her bra and panties on while she belts the harness over her hips.

"It's probably smart to try it on alone at first so you can figure out how to move in it," she starts, turning around so Tifa can watch her fasten the buckle at her waist and guide the first of the harness's straps between her thighs and along the outer curve of her ass, securing it at the back of her hip before repeating the motion with the other strap. "The first time I wore one, I was improvising for most of it, it's good you want to figure it out."

Nami turns, giving Tifa an unexpectedly shy smile. "Well?"

[sonicstriker]

Bra and panties are still enough to send Tifa's eyes roving. She wants to stop; she knows what it can feel like to be looked at when she doesn't want to be, but Nami is just so...so...beautiful. Not like a vase or a flower or something. She's strong and she's muscled and she's feminine and Tifa wants to gently touch her like they did on that bed in the friendship pod.

She nods, glad for the distraction, even if it's an awkward one. Practice. Right. She watches, though, at how Nami assembles it. Not so different from some sparring equipment.

Her eyes go up, drinking in Nami's smile, and she smiles back. "I haven't seen a girl wear a dick before," she teases. "Haven't seen many dicks, honestly."

And then she bites her lip, heart starting to race, but she knows that she planned to ask this. Nami can always say no, she tells herself. And she didn't last time.

"Do you want to, uhm, demonstrate? I haven't -- everything is new to me and -- I trust you."

un: okbloomer (text)

[floresco]

Boobalicious?? Cloud's your ideal partner? What does a girl have to do to knock him out of the top spot I wonder!

[sonicstriker]

[ There were two people she didn't want to see this profile and now they both had. ]

Agh. All of this is fake. The House made it up and I can't change it.

Did you get your room assignment??

[floresco]

So I still have a chance? Great!

[ She's teasing. Maybe. Not really. ]

Yup, three of spades! This floor's pretty dingy. Where are you?

[sonicstriker]

[ Is she...serious? Tifa is pink and flustered but has no idea what to do with this. She types and deletes a couple of times. ]

You're my friend, and I liked kissing you.

I'm on five. It's not luxurious, but it's clean and the water is always hot. You can stay here any time you want, okay? I have a double bed.

[floresco]

Really? Do you get your own shower? We have to share down here.

[sonicstriker]

[ Tifa's had to share a shower before. Outside. She doesn't want that for Aerith. ]

Yeah it's small but it's private. The ones at the gym and the spa aren't bad either, but you can always use mine.

[floresco]

Let's have a slumber party then! I need a shower, and I just want to spend more time around you.

[sonicstriker]

You're on.

We could run by that pastry shop and grab some sweets, and maybe the clothing store has nail polish and face masks?