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#1Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Mon May 13, 2019 6:02 am

Aisha Connors



 
WORDS: 564 |  CASUAL TEEN

 
“Oho~? Now who’s this?”

Words that seemed to flow with the same kind of sweetness filling the air as Aisha Connors waited somewhat awkwardly at the front desk of the Magnolia Bathhouse, as the soft and velvety tone of the lyrics that slipped into her ear like silk turned her head around the youngster couldn’t help but blush as she noticed the person who spoke them. A tall and curvaceous woman with hair as bright as the son seeming to glide toward the counter with the soft rapping of the wooden footwear she sported, with skin that seemed as white as ivory and yet to no degree pale and unspoiled this stranger seemed like the perfect contrast to the looks of the fourteen year old femme, whose slender, dark and slightly lazy-looking appearance looked almost the opposite image to this refined and ladylike character.
 
“Are you here for a bath my dear~? Or perhaps you simply arrived simply to look upon my stunning beauty~?”
 
The figure that approached the foreign femme oozing a sense of confidence and charisma that made it hard to look away from her and even harder to speak, though Aisha was rarely the type of person who struggled to raise her voice she couldn’t help but feel a little but gobsmacked in that moment. A vision in voluptuousness prancing toward her with steady and purposeful steps that reminded one of a strutting deer or elegant pony, the little lady of lightning found that the very image of the woman made her cheeks burn and throat feel rather dry, it taking some effort and a deep breath to steady herself before she was finally able to speak.

“N-N-No…!” The mind of the mocha madam made into mush by the soft and sensual smile that was sent her way, with the pace of her pulse seeming to pick up as she exchanged an amber gaze with this graceful goddess the girl blurted out a slightly sharp reply born more of her desperation than anything, though immediately found her cheeks glowing more because of it.
“N-not that I, uh…” Quickly recognising how abruptly she had cut off the notion of her presence being about the good looks of the woman she met felt to her and feeling as if she had said something insulting even with a single stammered word, as the discomfort only continued for the desert delight she panicked and waved her hands as any hint of her caramel colour was wiped out by the redness of her face, attempting to deny the idea of not liking the looks of this stranger whilst also not quite confirm it either.

“A-Adriana a-asked me to… To help?” Not used to being in the presence of someone so beautiful really, and especially not one who knew how to flaunt her good looks as Bella Missandra was, the concept of attraction to someone of her own sex was new to the youngster and that only made her nervousness worse. Barely able to speak as she saw those lashes fluttered at her every word, each beat of those lids seemed to make her heart lurch into her throat and so Miss Connors tried her best to get down to business, hoping that maybe focusing on her job might have distracted her from that beauty enough to function, though she wasn’t exactly ‘high’ in such expectation really…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.

 



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#2Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:21 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 574 |  CASUAL TEEN


“Ohhhhhhhhhh~? A friend of Adriana’s, are you~? Now just what did that wicked woman do to earn such a cute little helper, hm~?”

The efforts of the younger to steel herself against the charms of the woman stifled severely as the beautiful businesswoman slipped from behind the counter to stand right in front of her, while an upward growth spurt had left the girl from Desertio only an inch or two shorter than the woman who filled her gaze, Aisha couldn’t help but feel so much smaller than she was as a delicately little digit moved toward her nose and flicked it playfully. The eyes of the eager youngster growing a little hazy as she smelled the sweet scent of Bella’s perfume, as she found that she was unable to hold her gaze on the face of her fellow femme the foreign fourteen year old searched for something else to look at and found her face only growing even hotter and brighter as she focused the chest of her client, looking away with no shortage of embarrassment as she heard the woman begin to chuckle because of her nervousness.

“Heeheeheheehee! Such a sweet one, are you sure I can’t convince you to become my girl instead, Adriana’s pretty young friend?”

Even the giggle of this goddess something that seemed to sound as sweet as a choir of angels, though Miss Connors tried to send her gaze off to the side in order to spare herself further blushes it seemed that the woman in charge of the bathhouse did not approve of this and let a silky finger brush her cheek. The mocha madam practically jolting because of this and then shivering as she felt how soft that touch was, all too easily her face was turned back to that of the blonde beauty, whose seductive words were making her melt.

“I-I’m not Adriana’s…. I work for F-Fairy Tail…!” Clenching her fists tightly to try and focus herself, though she tried to protest the idea of belonging to anyone, she couldn’t help but feel a hint of temptation about the idea of being a ‘girl’ of Bella’s. Still at that age where her understanding of relationships was not quite fully forged and the hormones that surged through her making her both naughty and naïve at the same time, she couldn’t help but picture things that felt dirty and delightful at the same time, which was likely the intention of the temptress opposite her.

“Heeheeheehee, well if ever you feel like you need a change then I can certainly find ways to accommodate you~”

The wicked thing curling the finger she had used to turn Aisha’s cheek around her chin and then touch her lips with it, with an amused expression the businesswoman let her gaze linger on the form of the teen for a series of moments that felt like hours, before straightening up and heading back to her counter with a smirk that spoke of the satisfaction she felt. The caramel lass at least glad for the sense of separation as it finally felt like she could breathe properly now that Missandra had moved away from her, though her eyes still followed that fine form like they were glued to it the younger let out a sigh of relief, wondering just what she might have tried to do or say had she let that woman stay close to her for a few seconds longer…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#3Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:21 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 561 |  CASUAL TEEN


“Adriana always helps me do a little advertising for this place, and I pay her back by letting her soak here now and then on the house~”

Given the chance to catch her breath and bit as well as calm her nerves and other things that seemed to be flaring up right now as the beautiful owner of the bathhouse rummaged through the counter at the front desk and placed stacks of flyers on top of it, though she still clutched her hands behind her back in an anxious fashion that seemed a little uncharacteristic of her usual bold and boyish manner Miss Connors watched what was going on with a sense of curiosity.
Advertising? Adriana in no state to really relay what the task had required after she had grumbled and begged the bronze teen to go in her place, though she had come expecting to help with cleaning or something of the sort as Bella explained what assistance she required it made a certain kind of sense. After all, she had witnessed the charm of that auburn fairy numerous times, usually when she wanted to stretch her bar tab a little further though on occasion in other ways.


“Heeheheehee, she has her ways of encouraging people to take a dip, but I suppose your own charms might prove effective if you used them right?”

Fortunately for the youngster the woman in charge seeming to have an inclination to believe that Adriana was not the only Fairy in time who might have the power to sway others toward certain designs, while it made her cheeks grow a bit rosier to see Miss Missandra sending a wink her way as she talked, all the same Aisha felt a little flattered that she was put in the league of her ‘sister’ at the guild.
Does she… She thinks I’m pretty? Lifting her hand to the back of her head as scratching amongst her hair as she took the compliment in a somewhat bashful fashion, it also certainly did no disservice to the self-esteem of the young Desertian to hear such a notion from a person who was as glamourous as this businesswoman was. The beauty behind the desk certainly seeming to have a firm grasp on what personal splendour entailed, to hear her speak of anyone favourably in such a field felt like high praise, and also helped to set the mocha madam a little more at ease in her company.


“Though those might require a little polish from what I can see~ Luckily though, I know just the sort of thing we need~”

A woman of charm and confidence who had an effortless sense of appeal and seemingly a supernatural power in the art of making a person feel like her ideas were good ones, as she slipped from the desk again and took the hand of our young heroine to lead her toward the women’s changing rooms, even though she was a little intimidated by the unknown plan and locale they were going together Miss Connors didn’t flinch. Seeming to gain in immediate degree of trust in the woman and whatever she had in mind, the caramel coated youngster simply followed along after her like a puppy who was smitten with its new owner, inspired and yet also sated by that charisma which the woman seemed to ooze in droves…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#4Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:22 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 581 | A TASTE OF HOME


It’s weird… This feels a bit like what I used to wear back home, but… The polish that had been mentioned my Miss Missandra coming in the form of a new outfit, or at least part of it, as she stepped out into the sun and felt the air on her body Aisha couldn’t help but look down at herself and blush a little. The tank top and shorts that she had arrived at the bathhouse in squirreled away in what had been called a ‘safe place’ by the client whilst she wore something with a little more exotic flavour, the umber tone of the teen’s flesh was on full display as she stepped out in a mix of bright whiteness and vivid red colour.

For some reason, I feel… Kinda exposed? Slipping into a pair of white bikini bottoms and a matching bandeau over which she wore a loose, sleeveless jacket in scarlet which was paired with something that was not much above the loincloth in terms of body coverage. The ensemble completed with the addition of a few bangles on her arms and other trinkets as well as a set of dark shoes that wrapped around her lower limbs like what a ballerina might wear, the young woman couldn’t help but feel underdressed despite the fact that her garments felt at least casually familiar.

I feel like one of those dancing girls in the capital… But not in a good way? Growing up in a place that was filled with warmth and sand and such a skimpy item close to the sorts of things that she had worn as a little girl, some combination of her acceptance for Fiorian Fashion and teenage self-consciousness made her feel exposed and uncomfortable, like she was dressing like someone that a person would call a bad name. However, it seemed that to Bella at least, this was the best way to bring out her appeal visually.

I’ll just have to bear with it, I suppose I show almost as much in shorts and stuff… Frowning as she looked herself over and gave out a small and sharp sigh at the state of her dress as she tried to take her mind of things, after fiddling with the so called skirt she was wearing to try and make it feel just a tiny bit more comfortable on her, the ill at ease youngster plucked the stack of papers she had tucked under her wing and opted to focus on work.
Adriana owes me big time though, if I’d known I’d have to wear this then…[/i] Shaking her head as she looked over the imagery that had been included on the fliers she was due to spend the day passing around town, Aisha made a mental note to ensure that Adriana made up for her embarrassment with something nice the next time she saw her, probably with something tall and sweet that she could savour for a good long while.

[i]I just have to hand these things out to people, shouldn’t be too hard, hopefully? Get this done and get back as soon as I can… Pushed beyond her comfort zone and not wishing to spend a second longer than she needed to wandering around in such an disconcerting getup, the exotic looking youngster marched toward the middle of town, hoping to get things over with as soon as she possibly could. After all, she’d hate to come across Jack while wearing something like this…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#5Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:22 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 640 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Men and many women are big time suckers for a pretty face and a bright smile, so make sure you show them that to bewitch them early~ And with the way you look, put plenty of energy into it, and they’ll be eating out of the palm of your hand!”

The words of the woman whom she had left in the bathhouse ringing out through the ears of Miss Connors as she spied the people going about their business in the streets from the relative comfort of the cover provided by a stack of crates, while the desertian might have been happy to simply conceal herself and wait the day out, with expectation resting on her shoulders and a job to do she knew that she couldn’t. A proud member of Fairy Tail who had her dark guild mark on displayed in full by the discomforting outfit she sported, she would be damned if she let a little embarrassment get in the way of doing her job.

Come on Aisha, you don’t know them, so I bet they won’t remember even if you mess up? This a small hurdle really for a person who wanted to one day be fighting demons and dragons alongside her mentor, the girl coached herself mentally as she looked at the faces that were moving around in front of her, completely unaware of the fact they were being spied on. All she had to do was do it, get out there and see how easy it was. That was what Bella had said, and so with a deep breath the bronzed youngster barrelled forward, intent on taking no kind of refusal for an answer.

“H-Hi there!” Throwing her arm into the air as she attempted to push down the nerves she felt at being given this job, while the impediment of her accent which had once blighted her conversational skills had mostly melted away, all the same Aisha felt a little bit intimidated by conversations with strangers. Not exactly shy but somewhat self-aware of the little shortcomings that her exotic turn of phrase presented, though the girl in red quickly relaxed around people once she was familiar with them with strangers it seemed that bit harder to talk, even when she wasn’t wearing something she feared they might laugh or leer at.

“I’m Aisha, and I’m here to tell you about the Magnolia Bathhouse?” Forcing down those worries however as she faced her challenge head on, despite the slight stumble of her introduction the girl spoke with a clearness that she had hoped for and a confidence that Bella’s words had maybe helped to inspire.
“Do you know it? If you don’t then you’re missing out!” Something about either the charm of her outfit or the way that she spoke seeming to silence any scorn that she might have faced and instead allow her to speak as several heads turned her way, with a renewed sense of encouragement at her first success the teen pulled a few of her flyers from the pile and began to hand them out to people around her, stepping into the centre of the group that she had stopped and skipping between them with a spring in her step.

“They’re currently running a special discount for anyone who comes in with a flier, so take one and see if it doesn’t make your day?” There an odd sense of excitement now that all eyes were upon her, the words of the youngster just flowed out of her like water from a split dam once she got rolling, her manner relaxing quickly as she found the sense of intimidation slipping away as she thrust paper after paper at the people around her, not settling for anything less than a polite acceptance of her offer and hoping for much more than that…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#6Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:23 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 614 | A TASTE OF HOME


Are they blushing…Because of me? Not picking up on the redness in the faces of others all too quickly but gradually starting to spot it all the same, as a pair of girls that seemed not that much older than her nodded and looked toward each other with a nervous giggle and rosiness in her cheeks, Miss Connor couldn’t help but feel an odd sense of pride in what she had accomplished. There something so very reassuring about the implied interest of a girl, while at first the stares that drifted up and down her body had made the mocha madam feel like she should wrap herself up more tightly, now she didn’t feel quite as bad about it.

“We hope to see you soon, ladies~” Sparing a lingering state of her own which was prompted by the feeling of excitement and accomplishment that she felt as she waved goodbye to the girls, Aisha giggled softly to herself and then snickered all the more loudly at the cool line she had let slip as she departed the company of the damsels, feeling like Jack as she walked along with her charisma suddenly unlocked by her situation. The mentor of the umber teen seeming to be as smooth as silk when he wanted to be, ever since she knew him he had seemed to be able to use some little inflection on politeness or teasing line to get what he wanted from the fairer sex and right now she couldn’t help but feel like she was emulating him to no end. If this was why he chased skirt so much she could well understand it, and even felt a little bit tempted to dip into his ways as well.

Maybe Bella knew what she was doing? Humming gently as she walked along the streets and looked herself over, while the mocha marvel might have been mortified by her sense of dress at first, with the charm she now boasted she couldn’t help but feel on top of the world as she took the sight in. A hint of vanity creeping in as she spied the way that the flesh it revealed looked rather good in the brightness of the sun, the tone of her stomach, shoulders and thighs shone through despite the bright colour of her garment, feeling almost enhanced by that mix of pure white and scarlet. While Miss Connors had felt cute plenty of times and even tried to play that aspect up on occasion, this was the first time she had really felt a little bit sexy, and honestly, she didn’t hate the feeling at all.

“Hey boys, hit the Magnolia Bathhouse up, it’s good~” Riding high now that she had gotten over the nervousness that she had felt at first and found herself fully appreciating the advantages that Bella had helped her discover, as a new level of precociousness began to permeate the character of the caramel youngster she giggled and passed out a few more pieces of paper before hitting her first target. Quite literally, in fact.

One down, two to go… Slamming her hand on a noticeboard at the southern gate that lead to places like Hargeon and leaving a flier in her wake as she did so, Aisha nodded to herself and spun around on the spot as her assurance of success seemed to skyrocket. Practically strutting as she set off, while there was still no small degree of childishness in the attitude of the fairy femme as she marched toward her next destination at the same time each step that the young desertian took seemed to take her nearer to the woman she would one day become…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#7Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:24 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 595 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Hey, is that…? It is! It’s little Aisha!”

The next target of the teen a place that she would ordinarily feel very comfortable in visiting, despite the building sense of confidence that Miss Connors had developed while wearing her risqué getup she couldn’t help but jolt with surprise when she found herself being recognised by a guild member as she approached the tall structure that had become her home.
“O-Oh, hello Mr Pozzi. Nice to s-see you today?” Cheeks of the young woman filling with colour that matched her tiny coat as it had been before as she found a familiar face looking toward her, though she had been riding high on her sense of confidence and comfort up to this point, as a bearded fellow with a pipe looked toward her with a sense of curiosity the mocha marvel couldn’t help but feel like her wings had been clipped by the recognition, shrinking in her posture slightly as she the poison of insecurity seeping back into her.

“Please, please… How many times do I have to say you can call me Ray?
We’re guildmates now, after all!
Anyway, that’s some outfit? Are you missing your homeland there?”

Nothing about the words nor bearing of the man seeming to be intimidating in the slightest and in fact his manner quite friendly, as a curious set of eyes looked her over in this new form Aisha couldn’t help but feel her face growing rather heated, the simple connection she had with a silver haired man born from fetching and bought drinks by him enough to disturb the assurance she had been feeling. The confidence of a fourteen year old girl a fragile thing, while she had steadily managed to accept how good she looked before, now that she was confronted by someone she knew she couldn’t help but feel out of place.

“O-Oh, no, well… It’s something that I uh, have to wear for a job?” Not exactly shy around anyone these days, her encounter with Bella Missandra notwithstanding, because of her declining confidence Miss Connor couldn’t help but feel how meek she felt all of a sudden as she spoke. Usually the type to raise her voice and having gotten in a fair few friendly arguments with the man in front of her about silly subjects on occasion, this subdued style she showed felt painfully obvious to her and to the man as well it seemed, but luckily he was old enough and wise enough that he understood why she was uncomfortable to a degree.

“Ahahahaa, well no need to be shy little one, it suits you! Besides, we’ve all done weird things when we’re out on jobs, I remember this one time…”

The friendly and familial feeling of Fairy Tail perhaps the thing that Aisha found she loved the most about the place, though she had arrived the better part of four years previously full of worries about the foreign folk she would be meeting by now she treasured each and every one of them for their open and accepting manner. Feeling a little delicate upon on her introduction to Mr Pozzi but his kindness and understanding quickly disarming her, as he put his hand around her shoulders and offered a few reassuring words to her before getting into a rather longwinded story the exotic youngster couldn’t help but feel a little better, following his gesture as they walked toward the building and letting out a sigh. Maybe she looked weird to herself, but so far, everyone she had met seemed to like it?


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#8Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:25 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 646 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Oh, so ol’ Adriana has roped you into that one, huh?”

The poster that she needed to place nestled happily on the notice board of the guild’s main hall, Aisha shuffled a little bit on top of the stool she sat upon as she found a nice frothy drink was placed on the table in front of her by Mr Pozzi, thankful for his generosity though in an odd way feeling a little childish for the gesture all the same.
“Yeah, she was feeling unwell this morning so…” Growing into a young woman now who could pay for her own drinks and in a small way finding the act of kindness a little stifling, while she wasn’t so lacking in gratitude that she would refuse the gesture or complain, quietly the girl wished she might be treated more like an adult by some at the guild.

“Ha! I’ll bet, she was going at it pretty hard last night, wasn’t she?”


Always feeling like they saw her as the same little girl that had stepped into the building those years ago with her hand in Jack’s, while the young Desertian cherished the friendship and support she was offered by the many older characters in the guild she couldn’t help but wish she could change her mind about them, even going as far as to look down at her racy outfit and feel a hint of disappointment that she was being treated the same in spite of it.
Those girls were blushing earlier, but hardly anyone around here seems to notice it, really? Envying the way that women like Adriana and Bella seemed to radiate that sort of confidence and charm that made their very presence turn heads, maybe it was because of the fact that she was feeling a little more of an ‘adult’ in her exposure currently but Miss Connors felt a longing to emulate that.

“She’s lucky to have a kid like you looking out for her, really. Jack too! They’re both pretty wild when they want to be, so I bet they take some looking after, huh?”

Never as aware of the fact that most just saw her as the cute little kid who ran around the place in her boyish fashion, while she didn’t exactly wish to welcome lingering stares that made her feel just a little bit naughty and dirty at the same time, maybe she did a just a little bit?
What’s wrong with me? This sort of thing wouldn’t have bothered me before, would it? The flower that was this foreign femme only just starting to come into bloom, though she was earnest and kind that did not mean that Aisha was lacking for vanity either, and to an extent craved the feeling of being noticed for what she was.

“Hahahaha, I only wish my little girl had your work ethic!
Always wanting new dresses and shoes but never liking the idea of earning it for herself?”

I wonder what Jack would say if he saw me like this? Would it make him blush? These feelings no doubt compounded by the crush that she had on the man who was her mentor, she couldn’t help but wonder just what she might have to do to see the goofy smile and redness in his cheeks when he looked at her, half hoping he might walk in the door but knowing that he would be away for a while yet. That hope enough that she might even ask if she could do this job again when he was back, as the kind but long winded fellow next to her at the bar continued to rattle on, Miss Connors pulled her mug to her face and hoped to console herself with the creamy mix she had been presented with, nodding along but not really listening to much of what Ray had to say.


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#9Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:25 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 623 | A TASTE OF HOME


The creamy, frothy contents of her drink now all but dregs as a largely one sided conversation continued, despite the enjoyment that had been provided by the beautiful beverage of the bronze-skinned youngster, she still couldn’t help but feel a little bit glum.
I should probably leave soon, gotta get this job done, after all… Turning the jar-like receptacle from which she had been sipping around in her hands slowly now that it was empty and feeling a little bit stifled by her visit, though she had not wished to be greeted in her guild by a chorus of wolf-whistles or something of the sort, at the same time Miss Connors wouldn’t have objected to one or two.

“That Bella though, she is one fine woman though… I mean she can have a bit of a temper when you upset her or ask about, uh, the wrong stuff but…”

Remembering how transfixed she had been by the woman at the bathhouse who Ray had moved onto chatting about and that memory only seeming to make her fragile sense of visual worth feel all the more delicate, while she couldn’t deny the opinion of the man next to her as he regaled both himself and several other regulars with his conversation by this point, she couldn’t help but feel a little worse for the compliment he offered to Miss Missandra. Growing up without a mother to tell her how pretty she was as she grew older, while Adriana’s occasional fondness for giving the pair makeovers had helped to build her esteem up a little, it was still rather malnourished despite the obvious good looks she boasted. Lucky for her then that while the men of Fairy Tail were dense, they still had your back in the end. No matter what.


“Not that you’re not growing into a fine young lady either, little Aisha!”

Rambling Ray finally seeming to recognise the suffering of his young friend in some small way and leaping on the chance to turn a frown upside down with relish, after seeing the sombre expression of the little girl of the guild he wasted no time in turning their conversation around to aim it squarely at the self-esteem of the little mocha madam. Throwing his drink down onto the counter as he clapped a hand over the shoulder of Aisha in a friendly but forceful gesture to get her to lift her head and look him in the eye, having been craving compliments from the time that she had walked up to the guild the caramel teen would gobble up anything this old man offered and thanks to his verbose manner, he was to serve up a feast.

“Don’t even get me started on those pretty eyes! That silky soft hair that shines like the moon on a lake at midnight, not to mention a smile that could light up any room!”

Old man Pozzi taking his loquacious nature and turning it around for the power of good, though Miss Connors had largely been deaf to much of what he had to say up to this point, she listened clearly to the words that were spoken to her as the man dropped compliments around her like they, and she, were red hot. The long dark lashes she possessed batting softly all the while with a hint of disbelief as the man spoke but that factor seeming to melt in the face of such fervour, slowly the youngster spread her lips and beamed brightly back at him as she bathed in the praise she was given, loving every moment in which the man spoke of her even if she did wish that she was hearing such things from Jack more than any other…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#10Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:27 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 621 | A TASTE OF HOME


“You know, I’d say that you’d make a lovely girlfriend in a few years, but I bet you’re breaking boys hearts left and right already, aren’t you?”

The cheeks of Miss Connor filling with more colour than ever as the topic of romance was brought up in the middle of the this barrage of praise that she was only too happy to receive, a hint of her meekness returned to the mocha marvel as she glanced away, feeling slightly embarrassed at the fact that she had not had a boyfriend or even a first kiss yet.
“Oh, uh, heheheheeh… Thanks but I’ve uh, not? I’m…” Direct and at times a little forceful and that maybe not fitting the image of the delicate damsel that the folk her age seemed to want in a potential lover, despite her audacity and the fact that she had hit it off a few times with boys the bold girl had always felt like doing something like asking for a kiss made her feel weak? It felt alien to her, like all of a sudden she was being something that she wasn’t, and as such was oddly intimidating.

“Whaaaaat?! Are the young men in this town blind? If I was your age I’d be round your house with flowers and chocolate every day! Just to see even one smile from you?”

The half-admission that was made by Aisha something that seemed to shock Rambling Ray to no end, after slapping his palm onto his forehead the man seemed to get even more boisterous at what the young bronze beauty revealed, which helped to make her feel better about this quiet shortcoming.
“Heh… Y-You would be?” Smiling softly at the notion of someone being so affected by her prettiness that they would show the patience and persistence that the old man claimed, while the teen felt a definite suspicion that her elder friend was perhaps embellishing things in order to make her a little happier, she didn’t mind too much. Tomboyish at times but your typical teen girl in many aspects, though admitting an interest in romance felt like it would be silly and something she might be mocked for by some, that didn’t mean she didn’t have certain inclinations that she struggled to confess.

“Damn straight girly! Aren’t we always saying that our Aisha is already the prettiest girl in Magnolia, guys? And give it a year or two, we reckon it’ll be all of Fiore!”

The young Desiertian perhaps in need of an alternative approach to get what she craved, though Mr Pozzi and his posse maybe didn’t have the exact plans for the path that she needed in order to achieve this at hand, they certainly weren’t beyond the idea of helping the girl in any way that they could.
Do they really think…? The fever of the old fella added to as his buddies nodded toward him and Miss Connors as she sat on her stool in an abashed state of disbelief at what he said, even though she was by now sure that most of what they were saying was smoke they blew up her to try and make her smile, she couldn’t deny that it was having one effect or another.
The prettiest… In Fiore? Blushing profusely as she looked toward her reflecting in the mirror at the back of the bar and found a new sense of appreciation in what she saw looking back at her, while lightning lass didn’t want to let the notions that they espoused go to her head too much she couldn’t help but feel a little bit of giddiness at the compliment all the same, hoping silently that one day it might just be true…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#11Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:28 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 574 | A TASTE OF HOME


Well, looks like that’s the last one… The dwindling pile of fliers finally finished off as Aisha slapped the last copy she had onto the noticeboard outside the popular patisserie owned by Olly, the mocha madam rested her knuckles on her hips as she took a moment or two to admire her handiwork before letting out a huff of satisfaction, pleased that her task was over. No longer feeling anywhere near as self-conscious with how she was dressed thanks to the combination of the time that had passed by and the boost to her confidence that her encounters had offered, while the ‘mission’ had taken her longer than she had expected given the fact that it was now late-afternoon the young woman was glad for it all the same.

It’s weird… I haven’t really pushed myself at all and yet… Much of her afternoon spent in her guild hall as she took an extended break from the job, though Miss Connors had felt a little bit of guilt about slacking off with Ray and them, now that the task was over she felt oddly empowered by it.
I feel stronger, somehow? Catching a view of herself in that red and white garb as she turned around to make her way back to the baths in order to report her success to the beautiful Bella, despite the fact that she could find not a single thing about her body that had changed since she had looked in the mirror when she rose in the morning, for some reason she felt different. She felt new.

It’s weird but… Not so bad? Humming to herself a little as she surrendered to vanity just a tiny bit as she admired her own physique in the image offered by her reflection, after twisting and tilting to one side to the other as if she was trying to see what had changed about her, Aisha simply smiled and then raked her fingers through her hair slowly.
Hair like moonlight on a midnight lake? Smirking as she scrutinized her image in the window to the shop and let those glossy strands slowly fall over her face as she pulled her hand backward, the mocha miss couldn’t help but recall the compliment that she had been given as she spotted the shine in her ebony tresses and enjoyed her own image more than ever because of it.

I wonder if Adriana would let me borrow a little of her lipstick every now and then? Widening and then narrowing her eyes as next she decided to inspect the eyes that had also been praised back at the guild, after that she puckered her lips up slightly and began to pout at herself, trying to imitate the full lipped flutter that she remembered being given by Bella earlier on and feeling a little bit disappointed that she couldn’t quite pull it off. Sensing there might be a little more to the deed than the simple emulation she was showing, Miss Connors found herself with a slight craving to explore the realms of makeup, which seemed a rarity in her life really. Up to this point not really having all that much interest in her appearance but all of a sudden the recognition of her good looks something that the caramel gal couldn’t ignore, it seemed a shame not to indulge them once in a while, especially when she had fans waiting in the wings…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#12Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:28 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 588 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Hm?” So lost in her vanity that few more than a few seconds the girl found she had forgotten that the glossy glass surface she was looking into was in fact a window and not a mirror, as finally Miss Connors finished admiring her appearance, she realized all of a sudden that she wasn’t the only one.
He’s looking right at me! Looking past the reflection of her own form to see a lad that was around her age looking back at her, at the recognition of this fact and the narcissism that she had been showing off so barefacedly the bronze youngster felt her cheeks burn with redness, looking away almost instantly but also unable to resist the chance to peek back through the suface.

…And blushing? The cheeks of the teen coloured with blush because of her embarrassment but quickly discovering that she was not the only one with this characteristic, though the flushing of this foreign femme was perhaps a little subtler because of the rich colour of her skin, Aisha couldn’t fail to notice the cherry red colour that the voyeur’s fairer flesh had turned as she caught his eye. At first a little shocked and rather panicked to discover that her self-admiration had been observed so keenly by another person, for some reason the mocha miss couldn’t help but let her gaze linger on the face of the now nervous looking boy beyond both the counter and the glass, and found an interesting assumption in doing so.

“Hmmmmm…” Not so accustomed to having her image appreciated by another and so the proverbial penny taking a second or two to drop for the foreign femme, after giving herself a few moments to assess the sense of embarrassment that this stranger had suffered Miss Connors came to the realization that their blushes were not sourced from the same reasoning.
Was he? Looking at me…? The amber eyes of the young amazon growing wider as she spotted the way that the lad behind the counter of the shop kept glancing toward her appraising eyes and then the rest of her before looking away, though it took her a while to recognise the fact that she was not the only one enjoying her appearance, it did not diminish her enjoyment of that fact.

Oh, I’m starting to think he was… The white showing as her teeth shone with a smile the next time that he looked toward her and finding this only made the redness of the boy’s face even more apparent to her, for some reason the fact that he seemed to like her smirk and probably the rest of her made Aisha feel no shortage of happiness, her pulse pounding that bit faster because of it and mind racing as well.
Should I? It’s a bit naughty… All too soon concocting a little plan because of this vain breakthrough that she could use to test out her theory as well as her good looks, after flashing another grin to the guy that worked the counter the next time that he looked and this time adding a little flick of her hair into the mix as well, she decided to indulge it. Certainly feeling like a vixen for doing so but today one that had seemed to be filled with thumping heartbeats and thrilling discoveries, the young girl shook her head from side to side and chuckled as she moved toward the door, looking to see just how well the practice lined up with her theory…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#13Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:29 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 583 | A TASTE OF HOME


Jack does it from time to time though, and Adriana even more… Slipping into the shop with the accompaniment of a pleasant little chime from the bell above the door, though the idea of what she was to do here felt like something that excited her to no end, even if she tried to hide it behind a smile it also made Miss Connors quite nervous as well.
I wonder if I can pull it off? The teen feeling somewhat opportunistic as she moved toward the counter and was happy to see that the place was empty aside from the lad behind the counter, had there been other staff or customers then maybe she might have lost her nerve, so it appeared fate was on her side as she stepped up the still blushing boy and shone with an even brighter smile than before to mask her anxiety.

“H-H-Hello…”

A meek response meeting the mocha madam as she smiled at the lad who had been looking at her through the window and that red colour he wore only seeming brighter without the glassy barrier separating them, while initially Aisha felt she should return the greeting for one reason or another she did not really, instead offering nothing more than a simple nod before she diverted her attention to the treats that lay between them.
No Aisha, don’t go shy! Feeling a sense of control in her quietness and yet admonishing herself all the same for the reluctance she showed, though she felt her cheeks warm up a little bit as she stared at the cakes she could choose from the teen hoped it didn’t show too much as she made her choice and then looked into the eyes of the young baker again, letting her gaze linger as she built up her confidence to finally break her silence.

“I’ll have… A slice of the cherry cheesecake, please~?” Attempting to emulate the breezy and yet sensual tone that she had heard Adriana speak with so many times as she gave her order to the lad, while she was not quite sure if she managed to pull it off Aisha felt glad all the same that she had managed to speak up without stammering, feeling a hint of relaxation because of this. Letting out a slow and subtle sigh as she watched her order being served up in order to steady her nerves a little more, as the boy busied himself with the request the desert delight couldn’t help but glance around their surroundings, looking to the window and the door in turn to make sure they wouldn’t be interrupted when she put her metaphorical ‘moves’ on.

Looks like it’s now or never, Aisha! You can do this… The boy in front of her skilled enough with his hands at least that the presence of a pretty girl didn’t make him fumble the order too much, after a space of a few seconds that seemed at the same time too short and too long, once again Miss Connors found herself looking at the lad in silence as her request was placed on the counter in front of her. Taking a few more breaths in this time as she coaxed herself mentally and tried to work up the nerve to be her usual daring self even in a manner in which she had no experience, finally her fingers moved forward and she commenced her little show, eager to note what this stranger might make of it.


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#14Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:29 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 572 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Mnnnnffffff! Shooo goooooood!” The star performer in a show she had seen Adriana perform countless times and feeling her cheeks burn because of it, despite the lacking decorum in the deed she performed the Desertian scooped the cake she had ordered up and stuffed it into her mouth with a mewl, noting that at the very least her enjoyment was not something she needed to fake. The lad behind the counter looking a little bit shocked by what she had done, either because of the response she had made or the simple fact that she hadn’t paid for it yet, his eyes seemed to widen as Aisha devoured the treat in a series of fervent bites which left her lips covered in the sauce that tat atop the creamy treat, looking rather childish afterward but that was all part of the plan.

“Oooof, t-the sweets here are too good…” The smearing of cherry sauce an invitation for the young woman to clean herself up, though some might have used a handkerchief or napkin to do so Miss Connors opted for something simpler, and far more sensual. Running the pink tip of her tongue around the sweetness that stuck to her mouth like she had all the time in the world, it seemed a good sign to the girl that the boy behind the counter seemed to blush even more at the gesture, drawing attention to her lips in a way that she had been taught unintentionally by the crafty ‘sister’ she had at Fairy Tail.

“I just can’t help myself…” Certainly a little embarrassed for what she had done really but now in the thick of things and unable to back out, after lapping the last of that sweetness in the sauciest fashion she could manage next Aisha let out a slow sigh and looked toward the lad with heavily lidded eyes, resting her hand on the counter in order to better sell her image of enjoyment that wasn’t entirely false. That cake damn good but the problem of her tiny outfit the fact that she had no pockets or other means to carry money, having gobbled the slice down so greedily the mocha mistress was no left with no choice but to use her charm to ‘pay’ for the purchase she had just made. Otherwise, she would be in trouble.

“Oh… Oh no!” Patting herself down as she made a show of the discovery that she was carrying not a single coin of currency let alone a bill with which she could cover the cake she had just wolfed down so as to not seem suspicious, just like the ‘lessons’ of Adriana it felt important to make it seem as though the mistake was exactly that.
“I seem to have… Oh god, I’m so sorry… And I just!” The routine losing all value if it was revealed that the entire thing was planned, no one in the world liked to be conned out of anything, be it cake or money or anything else. Helping out a woman who was in trouble an entirely different manner, the tutelage of her ‘sister’ had taught Miss Connors that men especially could not resist the chance to help a poor damsel in distress, and despite the fact that once upon a time she had thought that she would never be the sort to exploit that fact here she was. Penniless, and in need of rescue…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#15Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:30 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 542 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Oh gods, what have I done?” Not exactly the greatest actress in the world and a part of Miss Connors feeling just a little bit dirty for trying to exploit the good graces of a shopkeeper, with her back against the wall now there was of course the chance to come clean and throw herself at the mercy of Olly, but right now the teen did not indulge her usual frankness. The young bronze beauty breaking her usual character for something that felt like a greater sense of good, while her interests were self-serving as she threw her arms up and gripped her head in a largely faked sense of alarm, they weren’t as simple as just wanting to get a free treat.

“I don’t… I didn’t bring?” Wanting to see some measurable mark of the value of the good looks and charm she possessed, maybe it was a little bit mean of the amber amazon to make a fool of an honest baker such as this but she wanted to see how she compared to the woman who was the master of the con. Adriana the sort who only ever seemed to pay her way when she absolutely had to, despite her boozy ways the beautiful fairy was far more cunning and calculating than she made herself seem, and sometimes maybe a part of Aisha envied that? Not liking swindlers and crooks particularly much but admiring that roguish charm that she and Jack to an extent seemed to possess, though it felt wrong to emulate them it also felt a little bit exciting as well.

“U-Ummmm…?”

“I’m so, so sorry! I don’t have my purse!” Not sure of whether it was the fact that she was duping this boy or preening her ego that seemed to thrill her more, as a meek voice tried to question what was going on, Miss Connors moved onto the final part of this little plan as she confirmed her lack of liquid finance.
“I… Is there any way I could… Come back and pay you later?” The guilt not quite going away but the blush that it inspired seeming to be useful in helping to sell the sense of embarrassment that she was supposed to feel in this situation, after leaning into the counter and finding that the lad with whom she was performing the routine was glowing even more than her, the caramel con artist at last decided to fully test her charms as she asked for something that any sensible merchant would readily deny.

“I know I shouldn’t ask you to bend the rules like this, you might get in trouble…” Speaking in a hushed tone in order to create a sense of intimacy between the boy and herself, with her brow arched upward in the middle and a pout on her lips Aisha batted her lashes as she attempted to rob this lad of his business sense with her beauty.
“But… I’d be ever so grateful~?” The gratitude of any delicious damsel one of the most powerful motivators known to man, at least when one asked Adriana, was there any way this teen could resist the chance to do a favour for the foreign femme? The girl herself certainly hoped he couldn’t…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#16Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:30 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 524 | A TASTE OF HOME


It actually worked…! Striding from Olly’s Bakery with a sense of surprise and no shortage of shame for what she had done, after giving the performance of her lifetime Aisha had walked into a bakery and walked out with their sweetest treat without having to surrender a single cent, red or otherwise.
I can’t believe it! It a prime example of the effect that a pretty face could have on people if used right, though she left with the satisfaction of some lovely cheesecake to the mocha madam it felt more like she had entered as a girl and exited as a woman, feeling so much more confident in her looks and also kind of proud in a way. Even if it was a naughty one.

I’ll have to go back and pay him tomorrow though… Elated by the moment but never for a second seeming to shift the sense of guilt she felt for doing it, though she had pulled off an impression of Adriana that was almost spot on Miss Connors found in the aftermath of the event that she had not quite emulated one aspect of her guild sister. Unable to fully adopt that sense of shamelessness that the older girl seemed to exhibit in such vast droves, the caramel con woman wrapped her arms around herself as she moved along the streets of Magnolia, somewhat lost in thought as she headed back toward the bathhouse after her second diversion of the day.

I hope he doesn’t get in trouble for it… He was a sweet boy really? Letting me off like that… Not everything about the encounter quite seeming to unsettle her though, while her own actions were something that Aisha regretted to a certain degree despite the uplifting outcome, in an odd way she couldn’t help but feel a little charmed by the sweetness of the boy she had shared the experience with. Certainly feeling no shortage of appreciation for his part in the success she felt and knowing she would feel even worse if he got in trouble for letting the issue slide, as odd as it was to realize despite trying to be the situational seductress she might have been snared just as much as she did the snaring really. Maybe there was something to be said for shy and understanding boys after all?

I wonder what Jack was like at that age? At my age…? Any affection that she might have felt for the lad unfortunately paling by comparison to the man over whom she found she swooned so often, despite the sweetness that the baker boy had shown her, all too soon the mind of Miss Connor moved onto the image of her mysterious mentor.
Imagine if… Once upon a time, he was a shy boy too? Curious about the crush she had to no end because of his engaging but enigmatic nature, the foreign femme couldn’t help but chuckle to herself as she pictured that man blushing like she had seen the boy doing, feeling it would be so out of place to see and yet so perfect at the same time as well…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#17Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:31 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 585 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Aha~ There she is~ My wonderful little ad girl!”

The chirping of the cheery voice that belonged the golden haired goddess greeting Miss Connors as she stepped back into the bathhouse with her mission long done, having half expected to get chided for her various delays upon return it was a small surprise for the youngster to be greeted so positively, but a welcome one.
“Heh, I managed to hand them all out… And put the posters up where you wanted?” Blushing of course the very moment that she saw Bella but for some reason the face of the teen not feeling like it was burning with the same level of brightness as she answered the greeting in a somewhat business-like fashion, the enhancement to her confidence seemed to help the advertising amazon feel a little less intimidated by the company of her client, and even though she still found her gaze wandering over the sublime figure of the woman she also felt a little less guilty for that fact as well.

“Oh, I know you have! This place has been bustling with business today, I can tell you~
Plenty of people talking about the cute thing that sent them here~?”

The loveliness of Miss Missandra only seeming to be enhanced by the good mood that she seemed to be in, as Aisha surveyed her ‘boss’ for the day, she could tell something was different about her. The eye of the girl seeming to have been enriched in its abilities alongside her belief in her beauty, there seemed a softness and sense of energy about the older woman that the mocha miss did not remember from the encounter she had earlier, though perhaps there might have been a reason for that? So stunned by those good looks that she could barely keep her amber irises upon the voluptuous vision without feeling guilty, it was possible that the owner of the bathhouse always looked this way and the teen had not the nerve to spare enough attention to see it.


“I’m very impressed my dear~! I thought you seemed a bit shy earlier, but it seems my tips earlier seemed rather handy to you, didn’t they~”

Able to at least take in that breath taking beauty now without needing to surrender to her sense of shame and shyness to avert her gaze, despite this fact Bella still seemed an intimidating figure to Miss Connors, finding her well of confidence shrinking in the face of the woman and her manner becoming meeker by the moment when she found herself next to this gorgeous goddess.
“It uh… Y-Yeah.” Glad that she had managed to perform her little ‘trick’ on the shy lad in the bakery but in this moment sympathizing with him more than ever, the dark desert rose found it was her turn to discover any words she could summon in her mind becoming trapped in her throat as she spoke, stammering softly as she confirmed the help that she had been offered by this woman and realizing that in her one way or another the assumption was in fact true. Perhaps not managing to polish up the esteem she had in herself by this point if not for the challenges that this day had presented on account of Miss Missandra, that along with the notes she had shared seemed to have helped the girl become more of a woman and she was grateful for that, but it would not be the only ‘gift’ she received today…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#18Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:31 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 564 | A TASTE OF HOME


“Any great job deserves a fine reward, wouldn’t you say?”

Any bronze that the flesh of Aisha Connors possessed entirely absent as she found herself more intimidated and infatuated with her ‘boss’ than ever before as she was treated to the special bath that she mentioned Adriana enjoying earlier, despite the fact that the youngster was currently soaking in water that felt warm enough that she might pass out if she lingered in it for longer than a few minutes, this was not the reason for the redness she wore. Head barely poking out of the wetness that surrounded her and crimson colour staining every inch of it, rather than the hotness of the liquid instead it was the hotness of something that the desert girl couldn’t help staring out that was driving her wild.

I… Didn’t think she’d join me! The pool in which she spent these scarlet seconds soaking in small, not much bigger than the bath one might have back home, only a few feet away was a couple of sinks and taps in front of which was a rather distracting figure. Bella Missandra’s to be exact. The woman in charge of the establishment offering her this treat as a reward for the good work she had shown but all too eagerly seeming to want to enjoy it as well, though she had been gracious enough to let Aisha take her dip first as she washed that long and luxurious hair, her mere presence was enough to push the youngster to her limit. And that was without even considering the fact that she was naked either.

“It’s such work keeping long hair looking good… Maybe I should go for a cute, short do like yours?”

Is she going to get in with me too? The familiarity of the fox knowing no limits, despite the fact that she had her back to her and had to look over her shoulder as she worked, the mere implication of the shape that lay under her robes was more than Miss Connors could handle.
No, don’t start thinking about that! A slim waist connecting to a flaring set of hips and just the hints of the bust beyond the back of the beauty enough to leave the mocha madam silently wanting to see more, that soft, doll-like skin was absent of any blemishes and looked like the woman had been carved from the finest ivory, the businesswoman looked like Galatea herself and even the image of something as innocent as her back seemed to offer infinite promise.

“Whew… That’s that task taken care of, now… Aisha, won’t you be a dear and help me wash my back~?”

Barely able to keep her gaze upon that heavenly form without feeling like she wanted to faint and yet at the same time the feeling of curiosity something that she simply could not ignore, perhaps it was the herbs that were mixed in with the water that helped to keep that attention up or maybe something else, but somehow the youngster was hanging in there. Unfortunately this ordeal not quite over for her just yet, whether by accident or some wicked design Bella seemed intent on challenging the resolve of the youngster with her next request, which made the youngster practically squeak. Watching one thing but washing another, could she really manage to do it without passing out?


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#19Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:32 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 576 | A TASTE OF HOME


Don’t make a big deal of it, I’m just helping her to wash, nothing naughty about it… Emerging from the herb-laced bath in the simple white combo she had worn as the base layer of her outfit earlier on, all the same the sense of closeness and intimacy that would be needed for the deed that was asked of her prompted Aisha to pick up a fluffy white towel and wrap it around herself like a dress, as if she felt she might need an extra layer of protection against the ‘force’ she was up against. Yet despite her nervousness, not for a single second did the girl make an attempt to refuse, though why this was she couldn’t exactly tell.

“No need to be shy, dear, I’m sure you and Adriana have done this before?”

Perhaps some form of politeness compelling the guest to aid her host or the casual expectation that she would be OK with such an act like the effect of peer pressure, as she lifted up a wash cloth and got it nicely flooded with suds, Miss Connors hoped that the only reason that she did not act on her reluctance was not because of some lewd desire. Sure she was curious as to how that alabaster skin felt to the touch, even when it was wet, but that wasn’t her driving force now was it?

“Mmmmm…. That’s better… Thank you, darling~”

Lifting the cloth up and mopping the back of Miss Missandra with a slight sense of hesitation, maybe it was the way that her contact made the woman groan with gentle satisfaction or her own urge to impress but all too soon that reluctance melted away from the young Desertian. Breathing deepening as she tried to focus on her task despite the distraction offered by the body of the beauty before of her, thankfully the modesty of the fair lady meant that she had draped a towel over the front portion of her frame so even as Aisha glanced over her shoulder there wasn’t all that much to see, beyond her cleavage of course.

“Ahhhhhnnnnn, yessss, right there~ That feels wonderful~!
No kind of scrubbing stick can ever beat the care and attention of a fellow girl, can it?”


That a temptation in of itself though, as the amber eyes of the young amazon caught a glimpse of the cavernous cleft that divided the bust of the goddess she was washing, she couldn’t help but wonder just how deep that split ran beneath the towel.
They’re so… Will I ever…? The notion making her blush all the more but some wicked part of Miss Connor almost wanting to reach a hand around and pluck the obstruction away so she could satisfy her curiosity and perhaps a few other wants that she would not admit, she couldn’t help but glance toward her own underwhelming endowments with a sense of envy, wondering if she would ever catch up or even be capable of any sort of comparison between herself and Bella. Only just taking her first steps on the path toward becoming a blossoming young woman while this goddess looked to be at the pinnacle of such perfection, though the caramel teenager was neither deterred not discouraged by the image she still couldn’t help but feel quite the swell of envy, along with the hope that one day she would be the one to knock the socks off this goddess and not the other way around…


The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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#20Aisha Connors 

Flier Flunky [quest/solo] Empty Wed May 15, 2019 12:32 pm

Aisha Connors




WORDS: 655 |  A TASTE OF HOME


I actually feel pretty good! Back in her shorts and tank top by the time that the ‘ordeal’ by the water was over and she had dried herself off, as she stepped out of the humidity that surrounded the baths and their changing rooms Miss Connors couldn’t help but feel a sense of vitality about her body that she hadn’t noticed before. So many times on the verge of unconsciousness because of the warmth of the water or the other little experiences that had occurred near the spring, having managed to regain her senses the mocha marvel noted that she had recovered her vigour and then some as well.

“Ah, young Aisha~?”

Filled with energy and feeling like she could run to Crocus and back without ever feeling tired, just as the feeling of vivacity threatened to overwhelm her and send her sprinting to her home or the guild or the nearest set of free weights that she could find, a voice that was now familiar to her called out to her in a purring manner than none the less set her a little bit on edge.
What does she… What does she want now? Not exactly wishing to seem ungrateful for the bath or at least the parts of it that hadn’t made her feel like she was sorely lacking for the protection of a responsible adult, given how the day had gone and how demanding Bella had been throughout Aisha couldn’t help but feel a sense of suspicion as she was delayed by the beauty, almost wishing to run away but some mix of courtesy and captivation keeping her rooted to the spot.

“Hehehehe, you forgot your pay, silly thing~
Did you think the time baths was all you’d get~? Or maybe it was the view of my chest that seemed reward enough for you~? Either way, they were just bonuses for a job well done, sweetie~!”

Blinking in surprise as a white envelope was extended toward her by the soft hand of the bathhouse’s owner, though the words of the woman made her blush, Miss Connors felt a silent sense of appreciation for the integrity of her all the same. At least until the blonde beauty made her aware of the fact that she had noted the wandering gaze she had shown earlier on, that was.

“As I said earlier on, a good job deserves a fitting reward, so there you go~
And make sure Miss Adriana knows of your success… Tell her if she isn’t careful, I might take you on full time instead of her?”

There an odd sense of sweet sentiment in the slow and carefully chosen words of the seductress, while the manner in which Miss Missandra spoke and acted still made the bronze cutie glow with redness, she could sense the hint of sincerity beneath her smooth lines that made her feel good in spite of this.

“T-Thank you, Miss Missandra. I-It will always be a pleasure… to see a woman as lovely a-as you~” Captivated by a woman for the first time in her life but it sure to not be the last, maybe because she had the chance to flee right after offering her thanks Aisha opted to be a little bit daring as she responded to the woman, encouraged by that friendly demeanour and her experiences of the day. The efforts of the little enchantress not going to waste either, though she felt a little foolish for laying out a cheesy line, as Bella broke into a soft chuckle that seemed a little different to the one she had shown the girl so far it all seemed worth it. Blooming a little more as a woman as she bowed to the smile of the lovely lady before dashing away, while the face of the foreign femme was bright red it also carried a big smile, and one that would take quite a while to fade after tonight…

564 + 574 + 561 + 581 + 640
+ 614 + 595 + 646 + 623 + 621
+ 574 + 588 + 583 + 572 + 542
+ 524 + 585 + 564 + 576 + 655
= 11782



The Hunt Is On



"Now that’s a prize I wouldn’t mind~"

- Aisha Connors

credit to nat of adoxography.




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