#muse:dehya

[sweetside]

Scaramouche, huffing and puffing as he sits on Dehya to keep her out of his way… only to find out that he can’t get up without her help…

"NGhhh!" Dehya slipped her forearms together under the mountain of milkwhite puppet ass. Pushing them up together to give her ribs enough room to breathe. She may have made the mistake of letting her guard down around the prisoner. But... what was this guys plan exactly?

"So what's your plan now Smart guy? Gonna crush me and get thrown into solitary confinement? I promise Nghh... nobody's going to be bringing you street food in there. Just gruel, and knowing your appetite, not enough to make you full."

[sweetside]

Ok let's try change the settings of Dehya~

Metabolism 1

Neediness 10

Laziness 8

Courage 3

"P-p-pleash!!! I-i need you!!" Dehya begged teary eye'd before another hot flavour-blasted burp excited her lips. "I-it's j-just m-m-my back i-is so itchy! Please!!" She didn't even make the effort of lift her drumstick shaped arms to reach over to you.

[sweetside]

@nevermindtheweights

"T-that's a good joke... hahaha..." She's clutching the doorframe. And her chest.

[sweetside]

@gainprincess

She uhm... May have set her Claymore flat on her bed once time and now she's paused her training until she can find a new one.

But that would take like... going outside... and she's down hill from the smithy... it's propably not open today anyhow.

"Im currently focused on training my mind." She says with some fiction titles towering around her bed.

[sweetside]

@gainprincess

"Y-you know... It's... haaa... not that bad." She tries to reason with herself as it slams against her knees as she waddles around her low rent house.

She had her cryobox moved to her room for convenience and nothing more!

[sweetside]

It better have. After not venturing into the desert (or out into the sunlight) for months the mercenary's now large slab of belly was in dire need of sunlight.

@gainprincess

[sweetside]

The sun is shining on her face, urging the flame mane to action.

And what action does this great mercenary preform?

Groans, Rolls over to her other side and pulls the blanket over her eyes.

The mid day sun doesn't seem powerful enough to rouse her.

[sweetside]

Satisfied, Dehya shrugs. Figuring that one more treat today won't hurt. She reaches over and nabs one, her metal talons sinking into the soft doughnut's skin.

Taking a bite her eyes she hums pleasently. "Mmhhpphh! Thish..." she tears off another bite, almost purring. "Ish really guud!" At first she though she'd just take one, maximum. But here she is.. shoving the last of the first doughnut down, so her hand is free to grab another one. She didn't question why, since... well... shoving these things in her mouth with her cheeks already full felt great!