She entered the town and looked around. It was small, but busy. People were floating around, sitting on benches, and conversing. It was a nice, laidback area.
She took a deep breath and exhaled. The air was so fresh and clean. She didn't know an area occupied by humans could smell like this. She'd spent so much time staying in big cities, this place was genuinely a surprise to her. She had spent some time in Elf Territory, which had clean air, but it was nice to be in an area like this with humans. "Hmm...maybe I'll stick around here a while."
Then, she saw her. A tall, redhaired woman with decent musculature playing catch with some kids. Her...clothing, for lack of a better word, didn't leave much to the imagination. If not for her boots and gloves, she'd practically be naked. All the better for her tastes. She was enamored with the female form and this woman was beautiful.
As impressive as her body was, the smile on her face was angelic. It made her want to faint. She was full of life, almost as if she was a big child herself. How old was she, anyway? She looked so youthful.
Then, the woman looked her way.
She looked away, her heart racing. Had she noticed her staring?
"Hey, you!"
Was that her voice? She had noticed. She looked back and saw the woman coming her way. She had to run.
"Don't run," the woman said.
She turned all the way around to face her. Was she going to get the crap beaten out of her? If it came down to a fight she wouldn't stand a chance, for she was not a fighter. "I'm sorry for staring."
"No worries," the woman said. "It's not as if you could help it. People can't help but stare when Sexy Warriors are near."
"Sexy Warriors?"
"Scantily clan vixens who solve problems and help others with little more than their underwear and a weapon," the woman said. "I've put together a guild of them right in this town."
A bunch of nearly naked women together in one place? She was intrigued. "Take me there. I wish to see if such a place exists."
The woman nodded. "Follow me, then."
When the woman turned around, the sight she saw was immaculate. "B-b-butt..."
The woman looked back over her shoulder. "But what?"
Was she really dressed like that in public? Did she not know that her rear end was 99% exposed? "I...can't...take anymore." She fell to the ground and blacked out.
*
She awoke in a bed in a room she'd never been in surrounded by people she'd never seen. Where was she? She sat up and looked around. There were three women in the room with her. One was a voluptous woman with long black twin ponytails. Another had short, hay-colored hair and brilliant green eyes. The last one was a slight thick woman with short black hair. They all were dressed like that redhaired woman, so they must have been her friends.
"So, you're awake," a woke with black twin ponytails said. "Are you unharmed? Do you need healing?"
She gave her the once over. "What kind of healing are we talking?"
"Huh..." the woman said. "Anyway, I'm Wendy. It's nice to meet you."
The woman with the hay-colored hair said, "I'm Cordelia."
The final woman said, "And I'm Penelope. Welcome to the Sexy Warriors guild."
So the place did exist. Attractive, scantily-clad women all gathered together in one place. "Where's that redhead?"
"Oh, you mean Shallista," Wendy said. "She's sitting in the guild hall. Do you have the energy to walk? I'll take you there."
Her name was Shallista. What a beautiful name. She hopped out of bed. "Lead the way." She followed Wendy and the others out of the room and down a hallway, checking them out the whole time. They all were packing the goods. Without even thinking about it, she said, "Yeah..."
Penelope looked back. "Huh? What's going on back there."
"Shallista said she fell on the way here," Cordelia said. "Maybe she fell on her head."
As they went down the hall, a voice came into being and got louder as they advanced. Eventually they entered an bar-like area and there it was. Shallista was sitting, her feet propped up on a table, singing a beautiful song. She was so entranced, she dropped to her knees.
Cordelia and Penelope helped her up. "You okay?" Penelope asked. "You need to go back to bed?"
She shook her head. "I'm fine."
Shallista looked over, stopping her song. "So you've finally come to. Feel free to come over and have a seat. Or perhaps you'd like a tour."
She walked over and sat across from Shallista. "You're Shallista, right? Your friends told me."
"I am Shallista. Shallista the Siren, leader of the Sexy Warriors guild. This is the fabled base of operations I told you about. Is there anything you want to know? Perhaps you want to join."
There wasn't anything pressing she needed to know. She was just curious to see if such a place existed. As for joining... "I don't think I can pull off the outfit. I think they look nice, though."
"You sure you don't want to try it?" Shallista said. "I think you'd look better than you believe."
She thought about it, but almost fainted at the idea. "No, I'm fine."
"Perhaps you're hungry?" Shallista asked. "You did just wake up after passing out for a few hours."
She could go for a meal. "Sure. Feed me."
Shallista nodded, slid her feet off the table, and stood. "Okay. The rest of the girls are in the back making barbecue. Let's go back and meet them."
She looked at the seat Shallista got up from, then at everyone else. "I'll be out soon. Just give me a few minutes to rest. I'm feeling kind of dizzy."
"Okay," Shallista said. "It's straight back through the door. Join us when you're ready." Shallista and the others left.
She looked around. This place was impressive. Just how many people lived here?
Then, she looked at Shallista's chair again. "Shallista was just sitting there." She knelt down. "Her butt was on this seat mere moments. Her beautiful, delicious butt." She leaned her head down and licked it. Again. And again.
"Oh, by the way..." someone said.
Surprised, she stop what she was doing and looked over, a tingle going through her body as she did. There stood a very confused-look Shallista. "Oh...hey..."
"What are you doing to that chair?" Shallista asked.
The wheels started turning. "I was just standing up, on my way out to join you. Then, I suddenly lost all my energy and had to kneel."
"Hmm...you sure do seem to faint a lot, yet you don't look particularly ill," Shallista said. "I guess I'll help you get outside." She came over, helped her up and braced her. "Okay, here we go."
She was being touched by Shallista. She warm, smooth, and firm. It was a dream come true. She was so excited, she couldn't move her legs. All she could do was tremble.
"You're shaking," Shallista said. "Are you cold?"
"I'm fine," she answered. "Low blood sugar, that's all."
Shallista chuckled. "We'll fix that soon enough. By the way, when we were on the way here, it seemed like you want to say to me. What was it?"
"Huh?"
"You said but. But what?"
Oh no. She couldn't let her know she fainted because she looked at her butt. It would be too embarrassing. "I don't recall. It probably wasn't important. I'll let you know if I remember."
"Okay."
Eventually, they came to a door. Shallista pushed it open, to reveal a jovial scene. It was nighttime. A number of women were gathered around a grill with a bright fire burning. The smell of fresh grilled meat and vegetables wafted through the air and into her nose. There were jokes, laughter, and comradery. It was something she wanted to be apart of.
Shallista said, "You want to join the guild now, right? I'm not sure if I can let you join, though."
"Huh? Why not?"
"You're always getting dizzy," Shallista said. "You couldn't even get out here by yourself. You wouldn't be able to handle any workload you got. It makes me wonder how you got to this town in the first place."
It looked like it was time to come clean. She pushed away from Shallista. "The truth is...I want to lick you so bad right now. When I fainted earlier...it's because I saw your butt...and got a little too excited. And the chair...I was licking it because you had been sitting in it. I'm sorry if I made you worry. I was afraid you would hit me if I told you."
She realized it was quiet. Everyone was looking at her, mouths agape. Oh no. They didn't accept her. She looked up at Shallista, who looked oddly serene. Was she going to hit her? "Umm..."
"I suppose it was only a matter of time before it happened," Shallista said. "With this many women walking around in sexy armor, it was evitable that one attracted to women would turn up." She looked at her. "As long as you can work, you're welcome to join up."
Was it that easy? "You don't have a problem with me being gay?"
"As long as you don't go around harassing my girls, it won't be a problem." Shallista extend a hand to her. "Care to suit up and join us?"
She looked around. "Do I really have to wear it?
Shallista shook her head. "Not all the time. Just when you're working."
She wanted to be the ogler, not the one being ogled. Sexy armor looked uncomfortable. But she didn't know when she was going to leave. She planned on staying a while. Maybe she could give it a try at the very least. It would give her something to do. "Umm...sure. I've got nothing better to do" She shook Shallista's hand.
"Welcome aboard," Shallista said. "Introduce yourself, name, age, and class."
"Oh...umm...I'm Natalie, 24, and I...can't fight. I've never held a weapon, don't know magic, and can't even make medicine. I'm just a random traveler."
Shallista walked around her, looking her over as she did. "You seem fit enough. How about we fix that lack of skill with some training?"
It would be a new experience. And if it meant staying around all these hot women, she might as well give it a try. Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "It couldn't hurt." Could it?
