Thread: Scribe's Requests and Rough Drafts (female writers)

Leopard vs. Bunny-in-a-Hat Bunny hung up her new costume, supplied by her patron, Bunny Queen. She then stepped into the bubbling jets of the white-oval shaped tub, centered within this unique room. Through vaulting, one-way mirrors, it looked into the next room, a room of whirling water, a torrent back and forth, churning in a violence deadly mimicking the warm jets of water swirling around her body. She summoned her crystal ball, liquid made from the churning sweet-smelling water surrounding her alabaster body. It raised into the air, water droplets melting and swirling off its round body. Bunny peered past it, into the room. As tandem blades swirled above and below the room, Bunny could just make out the figure inside, tossed and thrown around the watery froth, her brown form just coming into view. Not only would the woman inside have to find some way to breathe, she was bathing in warm waters permeated with Bunny Queen's sensual pheromones, designed to heighten the victim's desire and lust. Bunny's own bathwater had it as well, but she was not distracted by the razor-sharp blades. She was not distracted by the violently churning water. Instead, she spoke into the ball, her words vibrating through it into the watery graveyard room. Shall we begin? Bunny smiled. A Night to Remember futa Ritsuko was looking at Idony's picture. Oh, she looks so sexy... she blushed, swooning over the American woman's hair. Shush, Washimi reminded her. Look, she's coming. Eh??? That must be the famous American look those beautiful women have. So dreamy... she sighed pressing her kimonoed fingertips to her cheeks. Hmph. All it does is says she's slutty, smiled Washimi, licking her lips. It's a pleasure to meet the both of you! The name's Idony, the American said. Her Japanese was perfect. Washimi smiled back. As the American ordered drinks, Washimi gave Ritsuko a knowing grin, and put her fingertip to her lips, a quiet signal between the two. Ritsuko blushed again. The lovely Ritsuko ordered shochu, while Washimi stuck to Japanese beer. Kampei! the three said, sharing a laugh together. As the three continued drinking, Idony leaned over and asked, So about the ad, what do you mean by keep a open mind? Ritsuko couldn't help but smoulderingly admire Idony's generous cleavage, behind her tight black top, framed by her beautiful blonde hair. Well... Ritsuko started, We are in the adult entertainment industry. We couldn't quite say it in our ad. And... our area of work is... um... she held her kimono up to her lips, as if blocking her response. She then felt Idony touching her arm, feeling the fabric of her kimono. She gave a relieved blush. As the two women chatted, Washimi received a phone call and answered it. Ehhh??? she said, a look of disgust on her face. I don't want to work with him! She listened on the phone, her composure visibly disturbed. I really don't want to work with him!! she replied. Ritsuko sighed, looking down at the table. We are in the adult entertainment industry, but we have... penises. We have to do a video tonight. Not many of our video cameramen want to film this sort of thing, and our current cameraman is sick. The one who'd film us... Ritsuko crushed the napkin in her hand. I don't like him either. Washimi massaged the temple of her head. Well, you answered an adult ad and you did it to save some money, so let me ask you this. Would you be our camerawoman tonight? Do you mind filming a woman with a penis? It pays pretty well, and we like you better than our other cameraman.