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Commission: Stop, Rewind, Regrow - Preview 1
🕑 Added 2019-12-16 01:46:40 +0000 UTCA preview of the beginning of the first ever sequel, "Stop, Rewind, Regrow" featuring Lessien and Materia! The story will also go into a lot of the canon functions of the Menagerie, so fun times.
"With a pleasant hum the fiery haired Materia skipped about her Menagerie floor, her spatted heels clicking a beat for her little song. Her clawed digits straightened objects on the shelves, putting all her favorite little trinkets in just the right places to show them off, and her twin tails swept about to handle any of the rare little pockets of dust that managed to settle in her timeless abode. Everything needed to be perfect today, for today she had a very special guest coming.
Back at her counter, next to the vulpine woman’s wide brimmed hat, was a small metallic device; the second she had received from a particular interdimensional pen pal, doctor Lessien Viris. Her tall ears twitched, rather vividly recalling their last encounter at the woman’s laboratory, and the transformations they’d gone through during a night out. It had taken hours for her bovine features to go away, and longer still for her to stop mooing. This time however, the tables were turned. It was Matty’s turn to show off her business, and all the tricks she had up her sleeve.
Clapping her clawed hands together the redhead was at last satisfied, giving a happy nod and sauntering over to her position front and center of her little storefront. With a flourish she took up her witch’s hat, settling it onto her head that its magic could take effect. Her animalistic features faded, her bestial claws disguising into slender fingered hands, nails painted an eye catching scarlet to match her lips, as her tails disappeared into oblivion. She took her seat, resting on her elbows and leaning her chin across her knuckles, as she gave a sultry golden eyed smirk towards the door across the room.
She took her correspondence in her free hand, speaking to her Menagerie. “Take us to Lessien,” she ordered with smugness born of overconfidence. There was a sensation of movement around her, lasting only seconds before settling down, as the mystical space got to it’s destination. Then with a wry smile Matty gestured to her door. “And scene,” she purred, as the knob began to turn.
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Stepping through the door, in a lab coat worn over a low cut green top that demonstrated the doctor’s ample cleavage, was Lessien Viris. A stunning woman in every regard; tall, obviously busty, with dark hair that shone like a midnight sky, and eyes that sparkled like clean cut sapphires. Even the rather buxom Materia couldn’t help being impressed, taking in the sight of the woman in with her own golden gaze.
“It’s been a while,” the witchy woman mused as she leaned over her counter, making the most of her “charms” by resting them over her folded arms. “Or has it? Hard to tell when you’re traveling fourth dimensionally,” she accented her joke with the curling of her lip curling up into a mischievous little grin.
Lessien offered a laugh, shutting the door to her lab behind her. “Well, for me it's been a few months. I did say we should met up again,” she mused, shifting her weight from hip to hip, causing her curves flowed like water, “Add in a woman of science's itch to see strange, new wonders of another dimension; or timeline, I’m still not one hundred percent sure on which applies this place. I was bound to come knocking on your door eventually. Or maybe I've simply missed the unique company of a fellow pervert with a taste for mischief?”
Matty couldn’t help a giggle of her own, covering her mouth in feigned shyness. “Good to see you again Lessien, hope you weren’t waiting for me too long,” it was phrased as a tease, not like the greetings of a friend, but the taunt of a predator to prey.
“Four seconds, it was agony,” the dark haired woman joked, slipping a hand into her pocket as she looked around, taking in the oddities on display. “Quite the place you've got here. Bigger on the inside.”
“Much bigger,” the witchy woman bragged with a grin. “Welcome,” she started with the eagerness of a saleswoman, “to Madam Materia’s Magical Menagerie,” she paused for a sweeping gesture of her arm, and naughty little smirk. Then, in an almost bored display, the redhead slipped the technical message forward to the edge of the counter. There were matters to attend to after all.
“Your little letter here said something about payback?” she mused playfully with an innocent tapping of her finger against her painted lip.
“Payback? Oh my,” she feigned surprise. “Did my inner thoughts leak onto the page again? I had meant to say thank you for the entertaining time together,” a mocking grin crossed the doctor's features as she continued. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten your little sleight of claw trick from last time,” she rubbed her backside for emphasis.
“What claws?” Matty teased, waggling her disguised fingers.
With a roll of her blue eyes the woman looked at her other incredulously. “You really need that?” she gestured to the woman’s magical hat. “I’ve seen your true form, you’re cuter without it.”
That gave the golden eyed woman pause. One of her false hands reached up, taking hold of the brim of her cap. Rather than remove it however, she simply pulled it down, casting a shadow over her scarlet lipped simper. “Flattery will get you everywhere,” she teased, golden eyes shining through the darkness.
This was her house, her rules. Lessien was just another customer, wandering into her web; one with plans of vengeance at that. Plans that would undoubtedly go awry for the poor unfortunate soul. Just the thought had the disguised vulpine grinning excitedly, interlocking her fingers as she rested her chin across their bridge, watching each step the combat booted doctor made.
There were a hundred different possibilities, the witchy woman playing them out one by one in her head. It was a branching tree of choices, each one marching them onto a different reality, but only one would be the perfect punishment for the dark haired beauty’s hubris, thinking she could beat the redhead at her own game.
“See anything that catches your interest doctor?” she purred, flitting her golden eyes to her collection of magical accoutrements.
Crossing her arms under her bust Lessien mulled it over, making a show of casting her gaze about the shelves before settling it back on Matty. “Well, one thing,” as if more of a hint was needed, her lips spread into a flirty grin, “I don’t think it’s quite what you were hoping for though.”
With a giggle the fiery haired vixen shook her head. “Not quite,” she countered with just as much sultry charm.
She needed to remember this woman was just as cunning as she was, tricking her wasn’t going to be as easy as her normal information gathering and mind games. The witchy woman needed to take the reigns, guide her along how she wanted things to go. “How about I show you around? Let you see a few of the successes I keep closest to my chest,” she gave her luscious double Ds a cute little bounce for emphasis, to get the sapphire eyed doctor’s attention onto other things.
Lessien gave a polite, if not excessively gaudy, bow. “I’d love to,” she replied with a smug smirk, “I did show you mine after all, only fair that you do the same.”
“Right this way then,” the disguised vixen purred, gesturing to the back door with her own dominant little grin. Thus, their game began.
" - "Stop, Rewind, Regrow" by Madam Materia
