Fine. We can each pick out a couple of things for each other. And while you don't think Kaveh will enjoy some sexy outfits I'm sure we can prove him wrong here. Come o- [ he stares at sunday. ] What makes you think I want to do that? [ his face only colors a faint pink, but aventurine manages a decent poker face. ]
Because I was at the same book club meeting as you. I know you were thinking about it.
[ He picks it up and hands it to Aventurine before going down to the first floor to look at the outfits. ]
Sexy police officer, sexy nurse, sexy traffic cone...I am not sure which one really suits me. I do not have the most voluptuous of assets [ t & a ] to work with.
And you were probably thinking about it too. [ huffs, setting it back onto the shelf as he follows sunday. ] Ratio would be much larger than that... [ said more to himself. ]
Who wants to dress up as a sexy traffic cone? [ he thumbs through the rack. ] And that's because you're not looking at the right outfits. Not everything is meant for everybody. [ he pulls something out. ] Try this. It's perfect for highlighting what you do have.
Liar. [ he’s hung like a horse centaur. ] It doesn’t need to cover much. It’s not going to be on for long. One look at you in this and he might just cum in his pants. [ he laughs at that, ] It can be the whole buffet, especially if you get creative.
[ ...sunday. that's not an ideal test condition, but he doesn't feel like arguing with him about it, and he supposes that he and kaveh do have similar-ish tastes, so whatever. ] Fine fine. Go change. I'll wait here, and continue browsing all the silicone dicks. I'll find you your own centaur cock.
Will it be Dr. Ratio-sized? I need to know the difference now.
[ He does slip into a changing room and is glad he is very drunk because this outfit does not leave a whole lot to the imagination. He tries to keep the apron and his tiny underwear in place underneath. ]
...I am having some second thoughts about this choice.
Wh- What, no, the Ratio sized dick is for yours truly. [ his face is burning red. ]
[ aventurine continues looking around the shop, but he wanders back over to the changing rooms when sunday starts complaining about the outfit. ] Why? What's wrong? I'm sure it looks fine, Sunday. Open up and let me see. I'll be the judge of everything~
[ He holds the apron down as he steps out of the changing room. ]
I am not even going to turn around. There is only a small piece of fabric between my flesh and the world. I am also really cold...Is it at least worthy of staining your pants or not enough yet?
Turn around. [ he’s going to set a hand on his should and try to coax him into turning around. if he doesn’t, then he’ll lean over his should and give his cheek a little kiss. ] Sunday… I think it looks good. You said he likes chests, and look what it’s showing off. [ he snakes his arms around to his front, grabbing at his tits to massage them. ] And when you inevitably get hard he’ll be able to see that wonderful dick of yours, and your cute wings too. Show them off more. Spread them. Frame your beautiful body. I know you can do this.
[ He does turn around and summons wings on his back before groaning at the massage. It doesn't take a lot to make him hard at the moment, alcohol still flooding too much of his brain as he leans forwards a bit. ]
I am supposed to be the one getting you excited. Not the other way around.
[ He presses back against him, grinding a little against the front of pants, though it feels a lot more pronounced when he barely has anything cover his own ass cheeks. ]
Should I try something else more your style, Aven?
[ he pinches his nipples. ] And who says I’m not excited, hm. I think you should get it, and tell Kaveh that he’s got a perfectly serviceable pair of tits right here~. Now let’s find you a toy.
Sunday... take the compliment. I think you look fantastic, alright, and the outfit is really great. And you make it look that much better. As for the toy... I'm not sure. [ he takes his arm and drags him around the store. ] I'm thinking something concealable. [ a bullet vibrator or something to attach to his nipples, since kaveh seems to be into that too. ]
I really do need to make his jaw drop, though neither of you need to make as much effort with me. I would find you attractive even in a tracksuit.
[ He stares at some of the vibrators curiously. ]
I have some of these already. How about the– [ He grabs the ovipositor toy with the gelatin eggs he keeps eyeing and hugs it to his chest like a stuffed toy. ]
[ he looks from sunday to the shelf to sunday again… a smirk splitting his face when he finally grabs a piece of merchandise off shelf. ] An excellent choice. Does the birdie want to lay a few eggs?
[ All his wings pop out at once and close around one another as he hugs his knees to himself until he turns into a giant egg made of wings. From within, there is a small muffled voice: ]
Ratio brought the cat cakes home from the Herta Space Station. I never expected that. As for the chest burster... [ that was also a surprise. ]
[ he pokes where he assumes sunday's belly could be while he's like this. ] I'm not judging you, and I never said there's anything wrong with fantasizing. It's here for a reason. There's no need to be embarrassed, Sunday.
I think you have enough, ...and sure. How about you pick something for me, since I picked out something for you. Let me grab us a bag from the front. Here, give me all of that.
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[ he sets a hand on his head. ] I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be here. I like spending time with you, Sunday.
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As do I, so help me pick out the best toys and outfits, and I will pick out some nice things for you.
[ Lets him go. ]
If you want to live out the Dr. Ratio centaur fantasy, there are horse-shaped...appendages.
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Fine. We can each pick out a couple of things for each other. And while you don't think Kaveh will enjoy some sexy outfits I'm sure we can prove him wrong here. Come o- [ he stares at sunday. ] What makes you think I want to do that? [ his face only colors a faint pink, but aventurine manages a decent poker face. ]
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[ He picks it up and hands it to Aventurine before going down to the first floor to look at the outfits. ]
Sexy police officer, sexy nurse, sexy traffic cone...I am not sure which one really suits me. I do not have the most voluptuous of assets [ t & a ] to work with.
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Who wants to dress up as a sexy traffic cone? [ he thumbs through the rack. ] And that's because you're not looking at the right outfits. Not everything is meant for everybody. [ he pulls something out. ] Try this. It's perfect for highlighting what you do have.
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He's pulled out of his thoughts by the outfit in question, his wings coming to close around his face. ]
That barely covers much. I may as well be naked. I thought lingerie was supposed to be an appetizer for sex...not the whole buffet.
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horsecentaur. ] It doesn’t need to cover much. It’s not going to be on for long. One look at you in this and he might just cum in his pants. [ he laughs at that, ] It can be the whole buffet, especially if you get creative.Re: Day 70.
[ He grabs the outfit for himself. ]
How about a corset to lift and enhance...the chest?
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[ He does slip into a changing room and is glad he is very drunk because this outfit does not leave a whole lot to the imagination. He tries to keep the apron and his tiny underwear in place underneath. ]
...I am having some second thoughts about this choice.
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[ aventurine continues looking around the shop, but he wanders back over to the changing rooms when sunday starts complaining about the outfit. ] Why? What's wrong? I'm sure it looks fine, Sunday. Open up and let me see. I'll be the judge of everything~
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I am not even going to turn around. There is only a small piece of fabric between my flesh and the world. I am also really cold...Is it at least worthy of staining your pants or not enough yet?
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I am supposed to be the one getting you excited. Not the other way around.
[ He presses back against him, grinding a little against the front of pants, though it feels a lot more pronounced when he barely has anything cover his own ass cheeks. ]
Should I try something else more your style, Aven?
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Serviceable is not the same as incredible...and I still say I need to find something that will work better if you can keep your calm.
[ He grabs a few other options to try later in private. ]
What toy did you have in mind?
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[ He stares at some of the vibrators curiously. ]
I have some of these already. How about the– [ He grabs the ovipositor toy with the gelatin eggs he keeps eyeing and hugs it to his chest like a stuffed toy. ]
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...I simply think...being closer to a bird and having eggs would feel nice. Not all of us get catcakes and chest-babies. Let me fantasize.
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[ he pokes where he assumes sunday's belly could be while he's like this. ] I'm not judging you, and I never said there's anything wrong with fantasizing. It's here for a reason. There's no need to be embarrassed, Sunday.
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Is there anything else I should get to complete the trip? How about a nice upper piece of lingerie for you to pair with your snake tail?
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