Lady Madison was hard at work on her training grounds in her sexy armor. The sun beamed down on her and she'd worked up quite a sweat. It felt it, to train in less than full armor for a change.
Her guest, Shalista, was sitting on the ground, watching and drinking water. "You look like you're having fun."
Lady Madison couldn't contain a smile. "I'm comfortable wearing this armor. If I'd been wearing my standard stuff, I'd probably have collapsed from heatstroke by now."
"The benefits of sexy armor," Shalista said. "Embrace them with all your might."
"By the way, I've been meaning to ask you something," Lady Madison said.
Shalista drank some water. "What is it?"
"Is it not embarrassing to walk around with your butt showing like that?"
Shalista shook her head. "Not if you're hot, confident, and in good shape. I've been doing it for years and never felt embarrassed because of it."
"Not even in the beginning?" Lady Madison asked.
"Why are you asking me these questions?" Shalista asked. Then, she smiled. "Ooh, you little vixen. You want to do it, don't you?"
A chill went down Lady Madison's spine as she avoided looking at her. "N-no. I was just curious."
Shalista stood up and sauntered toward her. "Don't lie. You want it so bad, it hurts. You wish to walk around wearing the skimpiest armor you can...but you can't because of who you are and what you represent. Deep down inside you want to cut loose and let it all hang out. Go on and unleash the temptress inside." She slapped her butt.
"Stop that," Lady Madison scolded.
Shalista chuckled. "Ha, you're blushing. Don't worry, it's okay to admit it."
"N-no, this is sexy enough."
"Okay, okay, I understand," Shalista said. "Well, I'm going into town to see if I can take a job and earn some money. See you later."
Lady Madison continued training. "She doesn't know what's she's talking about."
After training for a little while longer, she bathed, put on a nice dress and boots, grabbed her library book, and went into town. She went to the park and sat on the bench, cracking open her and reading. Eventually, a cat jumped on the bench and curled up next to her. She stopped reading and patted its head. "You're a good kitty."
Then, two women wearing sexy armor entered the park with the biggest smiles on their faces. "Hey, look. It's Lady Madison." They came over and conversed with her a little. Once that was over and the women were walking away, Lady Madison noticed their backsides were exposed like Shalista.
"No," she said to herself, shaking her head. "I don't want the armor. I DON'T want the armor." She continued reading, but couldn't shake the thought of that armor. "I don't want it. It looks stupid."
She stood and grumbled. The she started walking and when she stopped, she found herself standing in front of the Novelty Armor Shop. "I won't buy that stupid armor. I just want to look around." She pushed open the door and entered."
"Welcome the Novelty Armor Shop," the clerk said. "Oh, you're back. So, did you enjoy the armor you bought the other day?"
Lady Madison didn't answer the question. She simply pointed to things. "I want that. And that. And that, too." She looked around and spread her arms. "Heck, give me the whole store."
The clerk smiled and clasped his hands. "I'll take that means you did. Let me guess. You liked it so much, you want to go even sexier."
Lady Madison realized how it sounded. "I'm not a slut, you know."
"Of course," the clerk said. "I'm one of the few people in this world who understands that sexy armor doesn't necessarily mean sexy intentions. A lot of my return customers are So how sexy do you want to go?"
"I w-want some t-thong armor," she said meekly.
"What was that?" the clerk asked. "I couldn't hear you."
"T-thong, p-please," she said, quietly.
"I really can't hear you," the clerk said.
She was getting tired of this. "Give me a freaking thong!" she exploded.
"Okay, okay," the clerk said. "You don't have to be ashamed of it. It's not like you'd be the only one wearing it. That's a very popular style among female warriors these days."
"But I'm Lady Madison," she said. "I can't be seen buying stuff like this, much less wearing it."
"It's not easy being the face of the Emporan military and an idol to aspiring female warriors throughout the Empire, huh?" the clerk asked. "Anyway, can I assume you want something similar to what your red-haired friend wears?"
Was he talking about Shalista? "Yes."
He nodded. "Okay. I remember your sizes, so I'll grab something for you."
"I'd like some other stuff, too," she said.
"Just tell me what you'd like and I'll get it for you."
Lady Madison picked out five armors, including the Shalista armor, each in their own bag. She couldn't wait to get home and try them on. She felt good, smiling as she stepped out the door.
Shalista was standing right outside the door, looking at her with a smile. "You are so obsessed. It looks like you really went crazy in there." Then, she snatched a random bag from her.
"Hey..." Lady Madison said weakly. "No..."
Shalista pulled out the Shalista outfit. "So you gave in and got it, huh? I knew you wanted to wear it."
Lady Madison looked down and away.
"What are you so embarrassed for?" Shalista asked, shoving the armor back in the bag. "You're powerful, you're mature, and sexy, too. You have nothing to be ashamed of."
"But I'm Lady Madison."
"Which is precisely why you SHOULD be wearing this armor," Shalista said. "You're a living legend who has done much for her nation. You deserve a reward. That reward is to relax, wear sexy armor, and feel good doing it. It's not you're betraying Empora just because you're wearing skimpy armor when you're on vacation. Now, let's get you home and you into this armor."
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