Sexy Warriors, Episode 4

It was very earlier when Shallista awoke.  She hopped out of bed and did some stretches before donning her armor.  "Time to hit the farm."

She walked down the hall, down the stairs, and was about ready to go out back.  Then, she heard a noise in the guild hall.  "Hmm..."

Cautiously, she made her way to the door leading into the guild hall, opened it slowly, and peeked through.  The source of the noise became apparent, as Penelope was clutching her knee, muttering curses.  "Penelope?  I wasn't expecting you to be so early."

The newcomer looked up at her.  "I'm sorry if I woke you.  I banged my freaking knee into the door on the way in."

"You didn't wake me," Shallista said.  "I was on my way out back to do some farming.  I just wasn't expecting you to come so early."

Penelope spread her arms and looked down at herself.  "I had no choice.  It's the only way I could sneak over here in this humiliating outfit."

Shallista noticed she had a bag in one of her hands.  "What's that?"

"Clothes," Penelope answered.  "Surely you don't expect me to walk back home like this."

Shallista tilted her head one way, then the other.  "Do you really want to be a Sexy Warrior?"

"I'm not opposed to the idea," Penelope answered.  "I just think that being expected to walk in public like this is starting off on the deep end of the pool.  I have to warm up to it."

Shallista smiled.

"What's with that smile?" Penelope asked.  "You've got something planned, don't you?"

Shallista shook her head.  "Not really.  So how much do you know about farming?  I could use some help and none of the other ladies are good at it."

"I know a little," Penelope said.

"Good.  Let's go."

*

It was high sun.  Penelope was dripping with sweat and her arms were sore from swinging a hoe all morning.  She and Shallista really tore up some ground.  It was simple, but satisfying work.

Shallista had gone to get them some water to refuel and keep going.  Now, she was returning with two mugs.  "Here," she said, handing her a mug.  "You've earned it."

Penelope took it and took a big sip.  "Many thanks."

Shallista downed her mug.  "Nothing beats a cold mug of water after hours of farming."

Penelope wondered.  "What made you decide sexy armor was the right choice for you?  Would wearing something more practical be smarter?  I mean, we're completely unprotected unless the enemy is only attacking our lady parts."

"It would be smarter," Shallista said, "but I'm more comfortable like this.  I have immense confidence in my skills and, as you saw yesterday, I'm an exhibitionist.  When you have a body like this, you just want to show it off.  You said it yourself.  It feels good to wear it."

"It does feel good," Penelope said.  "It just isn't very practical."

"In fourteen years, I've accrued a number of victories over warriors that were dressed more practically," Shallista said.  "They took one look at me and thought it was going to be an easy victory only to wind up on their knees begging me to spare their lives."

Penelope saw for herself that this wasn't a lie.  This woman must have been some kind of monster.  "I can only hope to have a fraction of your skill and confidence."

Shallista smiled.  "You'll learn how to be more confident soon enough.  In fact, your first lesson should be starting right about now."

"What do you mean?"  Suddenly, Penelope's body felt heavy.  Her legs wobbled and her vision grew blurry.  "Wait...you...drugged...me?"  She felt herself fall to the ground before passing out."

*

She felt her body lying on something wooden and her head resting on something firm, but fleshy.  She opened her eyes and found herself staring up at Shallista, who was smiling at her.  Still groggy, she asked, "Ugh...Shallista...why did you do that?"

"Behold, your first lesson," Shallista said, sweeping her arm through the air.

Penelope looked around and immediately knew where she was.  They were on a bench right in the center of town.  All eye were on them.  And she was still wearing her sexy armor.  Any grogginess she felt was knocked right out of her upon seeing this.  "Ack!" she said, trying in vain to cover herself.

"Out of the pan and into the fire," Shallista said.  "That's how a Sexy Warrior does things.  There's nowhere to hide and nothing to cover yourself with."

"Shallista!" Penelope squealed.  "This is embarrassing!  These people know me!"

"And now they can see you," Shallista said.

Penelope looked around, taking in the assorted stares.  Some people looked at her with lust.  Some looked at her in confusion.  Some people snickered and whispered to others.  She looked at the ground.

That didn't stop her from hearing their voices.  "Ha ha, look at her.  So embarrassing."

"Does she really think she's cute enough to wear that?"

"I didn't know Penelope had it going on like that."

"She talked all tough yesterday.  Said she was going to run them out of town.  But look at her now."

She was so embarrassed, she wanted to die.  She though about running away, but felt someone grab her arm.

It was Shallista.  "We're going to stand now.  Don't run away.  Stop trying to cover up."

"If we do that, they're going to see my butt."

"Stand up!" Shallista said, standing and yanking her up forcefully.

"Agh!  No!"

More voices came from around.  "Pfft!  I can't believe she walked out of the house like that!"

"She must be so embarrassed right now."

"She's got nothing on that redhead."

Penelope tried to pull away, but Shallista grip was too strong.  "Let go..."

"Shut up and stop moving," Shallista said.

It was futile to escape, so she obeyed.

"Good," Shallista said.  "Now take a deep breath and tell me how you feel."

She did so.  That's when she felt it.  A feeling of serenity.  Comfort in her own skin.  The acceptance of the stares.

Shallista let her go.  "Be confident.  Be yourself."

Another voice came.  "I'm ashamed to say I know her."

Without thinking, Penelope said, "So what?"

"Huh?" a person said.

"I said, so what?  Yesterday, I was just like you all, looking down on this woman and her friends because they weren't dressed according to our standards.  I went to their building and called them whores.  But I got my ass kicked by this woman standing beside me.  She then stripped me and crammed me into this armor.  I thank her, because I never would have know this bliss if not for that.  Is it embarrassing?  Incredibly.  Is it practical?  Hell no.  But I'll be darned if I say it doesn't feel good.  I feel...empowered in a weird sort of way.  I can say, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that being a Sexy Warrior is the best I've ever felt.  I love being one.  I'll never stop being a Sexy Warrior."

Had she really just said all that?  Did those word actually come from her mouth?  She didn't want to say them.  So why did she?  "Oh no.  I'm such a dork."  She ran away as fast as she could.

*

Penelope was cringing in a chair in the Sexy Warriors guild hall.  All she could do was reflect back on that speech she gave.  "I love being one?  I'll never stop being a Sexy Warrior?"  She felt embarrassed just thinking about it.

Then, Shallista sauntered through the door.  "Why did you run?"

Was she serious?  "You heard what I said, didn't you?  I can't believe I said all that stupid crap.  I can't show my face in town again that."  She sighed.  "I'm sorry if I let you down, Shallista.  Perhaps I'm just not cut out to be a Sexy Warrior.  I'm resigning.  I'll change and hand over my armor."

"Your resignation is denied," Shallista said.

"Why?  I embarrassed myself and you as well."

"You should really have more confidence in yourself," Shallista said.  She opened the door again and five women from town walked in.

"That was a cool speech, Penelope," one of them said.  "Just hearing it made me want to at least try being a Sexy warrior."

"I said some pretty dirty things about you," another said.  "I guess I was just going along with the crowd.  I'm sorry."

"You are hot," yet another said.  "I guess I was just jealous.  Sorry."

"Please, Shallista," a fourth said.  "Let us be Sexy Warriors, too.  Any group Penelope is in must be worth joining."

"We'll work really hard, so please, let us in," the fifth said.

Shallista walked over and sat down next to her.  "If you still wait to resign, you're free to do so.  I just thought you should see the impact you made before you did."

"I...did this?"  She couldn't believe it.  "Okay...I changed my mind.  I don't want to stop being a Sexy Warrior."

Shallista patted her on the back, then stood.  "Okay, ladies, you're all in.  Let's introduce you to the others.  We'll get you fitted for your armor tomorrow, so be here bright in early."

"Yes, milady," they all said.

As the others walked into the back, Shallista hung behind.  "Confidence is a part of being a Sexy Warrior.  Don't ever doubt yourself again.  Got it?"

What was it about Shallista?  What made her so appealing?  What was it about her that made it so Penelope couldn't keep herself from smiling.  "Yes, milady...and thank you."

Sexy Warriors, Episode 3

Shallista was sitting nude in the guild hall, resting after a hard day of work.  After declaring the guild was in business, she went through the mentally exhausting task of assigning roles to the others.  Audrixia was her second-in command because of her work ethic and loyalty.  Wendy had a good head for numbers, leading to her being named the guild treasurer.  Akiko was observant and stealthy and was therefore named head of recon and intelligence.  Hilde was the youngest of them, but had learned a number of battlefield tactics from constantly reading, making her the prime candidate for head tactician.  Finally, Cordelia had a way with words and had a way of drawing people in, being named head diplomat.

Once that was done, she went out the very edge of the property and start getting the soil ready for growing crops.  She managed to get a decent amount prepared, but not as much a she wanted to.  She would get started bright and early tomorrow morning, finishing that and getting some planting and watering done.

Hilde came in, wearing a wizard robe.  "Hmm...looks like were on opposite ends of the spectrum.  Somehow you're comfortable wearing nothing at all in plain view, while I'm not showing an inch of skin.  I guess I shouldn't expect anything less from our resident exhibitionist."

"I take it clothes shopping went well, Hilde?  It's been a while since you've worn decent clothing.  How does it feel?"

"So good," Hilde said as if she was enjoying a good meal.  "Like I said, I'm still not used to wearing the uniform.  You sure we can't have just a little more covering in the back."

"A Sexy Warrior must always show off the goods," Shallista said.  "Part of our mission is to show that the impractical and uncomfortable can still be viable.  In other words, no, you can't cover your butt."

"Aww, man," Hilde whined, as she walked into the back.

Audrixia came in from the back a few seconds later.  "Hey, Shallista.  Care to join me for some sparring?"

Ordinarily, she would be up for it, but she was tired.  "Not today.  Maybe tomorrow after I'm done farming."

"Maybe I could help," Audrixia said.  "Then we can spar earlier."

"Can you farm?"

"No, but it can't be that hard, right?  Dig a few holes, throw in a few seeds, pour a little water, how hard could be?"

It would be a mistake to let her help.  "You're not coming near my farm," Shallista said.

"What?" Audrixia asked.  "What did I say?"

"That you have no business being near crops," Shallista said.  "I promise I'll train with you after I'm done with my farm."

"Okay, I'll see you then," Audrixia said as she walked into the back again.

Alone in silence, Shallista imagined groups of women in sexy armor walking around.  A conversation here, a shared drink there, skimpy armor everywhere.  The Sexy Warriors would be known around the world.

A few minutes later, Wendy and Cordelia came strolling in.  "Um...Shallista…," Wendy said.

"What?  It's not like you've never seen me naked before."

"Not that," Cordelia said.  "Someone is here to see you.  I tried talking her down, but she insisted on speaking to the...whore-in-charge."

"Okay send her in."

"Right now?" Wendy asked.  "But you're-"

"Send her in."

Wendy walked back to the door and opened it.  "Come in."

In came a woman with black hair done in a sharp black bob.  She was had an intense look in her eyes and a sword on hip.  Upon seeing Shallista, she sneered with disgust and asked, "Are you serious?  Have you no shame?"

"Yes I am serious," Shallista answered.  "And no, I have no shame.  Now then, welcome to the Sexy Warriors guild.  I am the guild head, Shallista the Siren.  How can we serve you?"

"You can pack up all your crap and leave town," the woman said.  "We don't need a bunch of trollops running around our peaceful town."

"But I spoke with the city council and they had no problem with it," Shallista said.  "I couldn't have started a guild without their permission, you know."

"I don't care!" the woman barked.  "I refuse to stand by and watch you sluts corrupt our children!"

Wendy gasped.  "Oh no.  Not the 's' word."

"You're going to want to run," Cordelia told the woman as she and Wendy left out the front door.

Shallista stood and slowly walked toward her.  "There's a lot I can let slide.  You can call us whores.  You can call us trollops.  You can call us floozies.  But that is not a word that's spoken around here."

The woman looked up at her.  "What are you going do, slut?  Hit me?"

Within a mere second, Shallista grabbed her, flung her to the ground, and mounted her.  Then she began pummeling her.

The woman reached out, trying to grab something, but only wound up grabbing handfuls of Shallista.  Then, she tried protecting her face, but Shallista simply pinned down her arms and kept beating her.  After a few more seconds of struggling and failing to get free, she started whining and crying.

Shallista stopped beating her.  "You wanted this fight and now you want to cry?  Sorry, but that's not how things work."

"I-I'm sorry, M-Ms. Slut."

Shallista continued the beating until the woman cried out.  "Are you done yet?"

"Y-you win.  Please, s-stop beating me."

Shallista got off of her.  "Don't even think about trying to draw your sword.  You can't beat me."

Wendy poked her head in.  "Is it over?"

"Yeah, I'm done," Shallista said.

The woman stood, sniffling and dusting herself off.  "I'm sorry.  You'll never hear from me again."

Shallista laughed.  "You don't honestly think I'm going to let you just leave, do you?"

The woman looked at her in fear.  "You already beat.  What more do you want?"

Shallista looked her over.  "You appear to be about the same sized as Cordelia..."

Cordelia came in and walked past, saying, "I can see where this is going.  I'll go get my spare."

"N-no," the woman said.  "There's no way..."

Shallista nodded.  "Yep.  Make this easy and just start undressing now.  You're not leaving here dressed like that.

*

After Cordelia returned with her spare armor, the woman tried to run.  "No!  I can't-"

Shallista tackled her, stripped her, and crammed her squirming body into the armor.  Then, she stood and looked her over.  "Now stand up and tell me how you feel."

The stood and looked herself over.  "I-it's embarrassing.  I mean...my butt is showing."

"You're free to go," Shallista said.  She scooped up the woman's clothes.  "I'll just hang on to these for now.  You can pick them up tomorrow.  Make sure you come in your sexy armor."

A look of horror came over the woman's face.  "You don't seriously mean for me to walk home like that.  Right?"

"Cordelia.  Wendy.  Walk her home.  Make sure she doesn't try to cover up or change."

"Yes, milady," Cordelia and Wendy said in unison.

"Wait!" the woman said.  "I can't go out like this.  It's too embarrassing."

"You can face embarrassment now or later, Shallista said.  "It's your choice."

"What do you mean?"

"You can leave in sexy armor now and come back in sexy armor tomorrow to get your clothes back," Shallista said.  "Or you can have your clothes back now...if you join my guild?"

"What?" the woman asked.  "You're coercing me!"

"You could just buy some new clothes and never come back," Wendy said.

The woman was silent for a moment.  "Why do you want me?"

"When you came in, there was a fire in your eyes," Shallista answered.  "If you can show that same fire as a Sexy Warrior, it would do wonders for the guild.  Also, and don't take this the wrong way, but you're pretty hot."

"I-I am?"  The woman looked down and blushed.  "It's still embarrassing to wear this...but I kind of...like it.  I guess I was just jealous that you all can do it so confidently and I can't.  If you be willing to show me how to be like you...I'll join your guild."

"Welcome to the guild," Shallista said, returning her clothes to her.  "You're now a Sexy Warrior.  I expect to see you here tomorrow.  Make sure you wear your armor.  Oh!  What's you're name?"

The woman look at her, giving her one of the most beautiful smiles she'd ever seen.  "Penelope.  My name's Penelope."

Sexy Warriors, Episode 2

Shallista looked on as the others looked at the property in shock.  "Pretty good lot I picked up, huh?"

The others stayed silent, continuing to look on.

"Come on, girls," Shallista said.  "This is getting awkward.  Say something."

"It's a great property," Hilde said.  "There's no disputing that.  It's just-"

"How did you manage to afford such a large place?" Wendy asked.

"I've been saving for fourteen years, so I had a good stash," Shallista said.  "It didn't hurt that this place was an outhouse when I found it, so I was able to get it for next to nothing.  It took a while for me to fix this place up.  Thanks for being patient."

"You did this by yourself?" Audrixia asked.

"Not entirely," Shallista said with a sly smile.  "A few guys came by to help."  She turned and slapped her buttocks.  "I saved a lot of money.  All I had to do was let them cop a feel of this rock-hard rear end.  It's amazing what some men will do just to get a little touch."

"That is so low," Cordelia grumbled.

"Use it if you've got it," Shallista said.  "Nothing wrong with that, right?  Now let's go inside.  I want to show you around."

As soon as they entered, they found themselves in a large room with a number of chairs and tables.  Along the back wall, there was a bar with several stools, stairs leading up to the next floor, and a number of doors leading either to rooms or further in.  "Is this some kind of pub?" Akiko asked.

"I suppose it could be," Shallista answered.  "I meant for it to be the main area where us Sexy Warriors can gather for meetings."

Wendy looked around, saying, "this is a little too much for just the six of us."

"I know," Shallista said.  "I was thinking of the future when I bought this place.  My goal is to have a small army of barely-clothed warriors.  It may look like a lot of space now, but eventually this place will be packed to the gills.  It's going to be so much fun."

"And why do we need an army?" Akiko asked.

"To meet the needs of the city, the region, the continent, and eventually the world," Shallista said.  "Whether it's slaying dragons, searching for lost kittens, or feeding the homeless there will be a Sexy Warrior who can do the job."

"Maybe the city, but the world?" Wendy asked.  "Why the world?"

"Because scantily warriors have a bad image around the world," Shallista answered.  "I want to show that we're more than just eye candy.  There's more to us than just embarrassing armor.  That's why I want the Sexy Warriors guild to touch the world, not just our base of operations here."

"So where do we start?" Audrixia asked.

"By looking for jobs, taking requests, and recruiting new members," Shallista answered.  "Also, we have a lot of land out back.  We can divide it up into grounds, a stable, or other things.  I'm even planning on growing some crops."

Wendy's face lit up.  "A stable?  So I can get a horse?"

"If you can afford it, sure," Shallista said.  "Oh, I guess I should go over the rules.  A guild is nothing without rules, after all."  She counted off one finger.  "First, you must always wear your uniform when on duty.  You are allowed to wear a cape or cloak, but for the most part, covering up is not allowed.  You can wear whatever you want when you aren't on duty."

"I can still wear clothes?" Hilde asked.  She pumped her fist and said, "Yes!"

Shallista counted off another finger.  "Second, you must always represent the Sexy Warriors guild with class and dignity, whether you're on or off duty.  Being a Sexy Warrior is nothing to be ashamed of.  You will walk with pride while on duty and not deny your affiliation while off duty."

"Sounds good," Cordelia said.

Shallista counted off a third finger.  "Every member of the Sexy Warriors is encouraged to actively recruit members, but all candidates must be approved by me.  If I am unable to for some reason, Audrixia and Wendy have the ability to approve of temporary members until I can see them."

"What?" Wendy screeched.  "I don't know if I can."

"I wouldn't have chosen you if I thought you couldn't," Shallista said.

"It's an honor," Audrixia said.

"I-I'll do my best," Wendy said.

"And those are the guild rules," Shallista said.  "As you can see, things will be pretty loose around here.  You are free to live here in this building I've fixed up or find a residence elsewhere.  You are also free to stop being a Sexy Warrior at any time.  Just let me know when you want to quit.  You are also free to keep your armor and rejoin at any time.  Understood, ladies?"

"Understood," the others said.

Shallista smiled.  "Now then, let's get busy.  We have a lot of work to do to if we want to make this happen.  The Sexy Warriors guild is officially open for business."

Sexy Warriors, Episode 1

It was high sun when she approached the city gate.  Walking behind her were five women.  Some of them were tall, other were short.  Some were muscular, others when small.  One thing they all had in common was their skimpy armor.

Each and everyone of them was clad in the least practical armor she could find, almost wearing less than underwear.  A metal bra, thong, elbow length gloves, and knee high boots was the extent of it.  It was a uniform that she picked out.  She wore with a circlet to the outfit the symbolize her status as the group's leader, but that was the only difference in her own outfit.  She was just as underdressed as the rest of them.

The woman herself was tall, with fiery red hair in a braid that fell to halfway down her back.  She had a halberd strapped to her back.  Her body was lean, firm, solid all over, and tone from working out regularly.  Despite spending long days in the sun, she had a youthful face.

One of the women behind her, a pale-skinned woman with black braided pigtails had a staff in her hands.  She was curvy but looked delicate, as if gentle breeze was enough to break her arm.  She was in shape but definitely not built like a warrior.

There was a dark-skinned woman with braided hair had a great sword sheathed on her back.  She was the most muscular of the group, a must for wielding her weapon of choice.  She looked solid, as if she were made out of stone, but still had a sexiness to her.  She was like a sexy statue.

One woman had short, hay-colored hair, a bow in her hand, and a quiver full of arrows on her back.  She was of average height and had a well-defined body.  Her eyes were a bright shade of green, drawing one's attention to them.

Lagging behind everyone was small woman with brown hair done in an asymmetrical bob was reading a spell book.  She was truly engrossed, seemingly paying no attention to anything around her.  She didn't have much in the way of womanly assets, but she had her own type of sexiness.

The final woman was short and of Honaharan origin with black hair in twintails.  She had two bandoleers, one across her chest and one around her waist, loaded up with assorted throwing weapons as well a short blade hanging from each hip.  She was very fit but not bulky and, as a result, looked speedy.

When they got to the gate, they were looked up and down by the city guards.  "Welcome back, Red," one of the guards said.  "And it looks like you brought some friends."

"The name isn't Red," she said.  "It's Shallista the Siren.  And these aren't just my friends.  They're my comrades.  My sisters-in-arms.  You can refer to us as the Sexy Warriors."

"The Sexy Warriors, huh?" the other soldier asked.  "Looking forward to seeing more of you ladies around.  Maybe for a couple of drinks."

"Yeah...maybe," Shallista said.  "Okay, ladies, we're almost home.  Let's go."

Upon entering the city, all eyes were on them.  Men and teenage boys looked at them with lust.  Teenage girls looked at them with stars in their eyes.  Women looked at them with envy.  Such was the fate of a sexy warrior.  Shallista had known and accepted that fact for fourteen years, but the others were still relatively new to it.

The pale-skinned woman with braided black pigtails, asked, "Are you sure about this Shallista?  We won't have 'her' star power to protect us."

"Exactly, Wendy," Shallista said.  "It's up to us to build our own image.  We must establish the reputation of the Sexy Warriors guild and win over the people.  Don't worry.  The people will warm up to us.  They always do."

The dark-skinned woman with the braids, said, "From the looks of it, most of them already have.  It's the grown women who might be the problem."

"Nice observation, Audrixia," Shallista replied.  "The adult females will require some persuasion, but they'll come around.  Take a look at them.  Most of them want to be us and a number of them eventually will join us."

"You sure are confident," said the short woman with an asymmetric pixie cut.  "Then again, I guess you should be.  You got us into this...armor just by talking."  She tugged the lone string covering her rear end with one finger and let it go, causing it to snap back in place.  "I'm still not really used to this lack of coverage.  I normally wear big, bulky robes and pants.  I'm haven't quite adjusted to my butt showing to everyone like this.  It's kind of embarrassing."

"Finally decided to poke your head up from that book, Hilde?" Shallista asked.  "And more talkative than usual, as well.  You're making progress.  You're a cutie, so have more confidence."

"Are we there yet?" The Honaharan woman asked.

"You're older than me, Akiko," Shallista said.  "Don't you think it's time you acted like it?  Be patient. We're not too far away."

"I hope so," said the woman with the hay-colored hair.  "My feet are killing me."

"Just make sure you don't take off your boots when we get there, Cordelia, or they'll be killing us, too," Shallista said.

"Hey, that was uncalled for, saggy butt," Cordelia shot back.

"Nice try," Shallista said, looking over her shoulder with a smile.  "I'm in tip-top shape and in the prime of life.  Nothing on me sags.  I'm absolute physical perfection."

Eventually, they walked through another gate, entering a country-like area where the buildings were far more spread out.  After a little more walking, they came to a building that looked old but appeared to have been fixed up recently.  The building was two stories and roughly the size of four large houses.  It was at the front of a lot that was roughly one and a half acres.

"Well, girls, we're home," Shallista said.  She turned and spread out her arms.  "What do you think?"

The others simply stood with their mouths agape.