Donut 2020/08/11(Tue)21:16 No. 974333 ID: 55b47c
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You have the WORST hangover and can't remember anything.

That party must have been AWESOME.

You flutter around on the ground. You check your wings. Oh, ow. You slept on the forest floor again, and now your hair looks AWFUL.

Donut 2020/08/11(Tue)21:22 No. 974334 ID: 55b47c
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You check your inventory for your emergency beauty kit. This is gonna take some SERIOUS PRIMPING to fix.

But all you have is a pair of panties WAY too big for you. Like, it's amazing they even fit in your inventory.

They're human-sized. And they're practically buzzing with magic.

Your pounding headache instantly vanishes. These panties are stupid powerful. Whoever used to own these is gonna want them back real bad. And anyone who owes a fairy has to pay up, or face the evil, legendary, awe-inspiring consequences of crossing the fae! That or you call your sisters and talk smack about them for a week and their reputation is FOREVER TARNISHED.

This could be your ticket out of Tutorial Forest!

Donut 2020/08/11(Tue)21:24 No. 974335 ID: 55b47c
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Your daydreaming is interrupted by a shrill cry of distress!

"Help!"

Investigate cry of distress.

Quick!! Hide in the shadows until the opportune time to give safely advice

Quick, bug the hell out of whoever's chasing her!

"Hey! Listen! Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?"

What's chasing her?

Hahaha, this is your chance! She needs power, the panties are powerful, so she gets to pay you back. With... what exactly did you need?

Throw the panties at her head

Donut 2020/08/12(Wed)22:39 No. 974410 ID: 55b47c
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All right! An adventurer! You always knew that someday opportunity would come knocking if you partied hard enough.

Adventurers are basically the only way for a fairy to get out of the woods. It's a cold, dark world outside, and the only really reliable travel companion is one with a sword or spellbook.

That, and a successful adventurer is THE fashion statement this year.

You flutter off the ground and hover unsteadily towards the panicked girl, flapping your wings and straightening your favorite party dress. You only get one chance at making a first impression, and this is it. Here she comes!

"HEY!"

Fairy college payin' off.

The girl screeches to a halt.

"Oh, thank goodness!" she pants. "I'm being chased by a Whirling Dervish! It stole my potion pouch! And... and..." she blushes.

You flutter your wings and tilt your head.

"It keeps asking for my panties! I don't know how to get my stuff back!"

You let out a peal of laughter. Someone's obviously summoned this Dervish to search for their missing panties. Their whilwinds steal as much as they can from the unsuspecting new adventurer- it's a perfect summon for a more powerful witch who's lost her panties. But you're too smart to be caught by that!

"Please!" the adventurer says. "I need my pouch! It has all my alchemy reagents and potions, I put so much time and effort into making them! I can't leave the woods without it!"

Credit to Anon44 for the chibi style. Made it a lot easier to get the proportions right.

>>974410

"I happen to have a spare set of underwear I could give that Dervish! But what can you offer in return?"

>>974410
Offer panties in exchange for her taking you on as a companion.

>>974413
Let's just write up the contract already.

>>974410
She's an adventurer who spends days and weeks outdoors. There's no way she doesn't have a few spare sets of panties. Just tell the adventurer to give the dervish one of those to get if off her back.

If the dervish is looking for magic panties specifically, then maybe use your fairy powers to put a simple enchantment on one of the spare pairs of panties, and give them to the dervish.

Tell her you'd love to help her, but you're just so busy looking for a fledgling adventurer in need of a fae companion to make their adventuring life easier. Then act like you just realized she's an adventurer and ask if she knows any newbie's in need of the 'Awesome Power of the Fae TM'. Don't forget the TM this time, so you don't get tangled up with the practitioners of the fell arts of copyright again.

flash dem tiddies n pop that pussy

Donut 2020/08/13(Thu)21:46 No. 974460 ID: 55b47c
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"I'd love to help, cutie, but I'm just so tired from searching for the perfect adventurer," you say, giving an exaggerated flutter of your dirty wings. "I have such high standards, and if you're running at the mere sight of a Whirling Dervish asking for your undies... are you really cut out for this?"

"Hey! That's not fair!" the girl stamps her foot. "It stole my potion bag! It has all my ice bombs and potions in it! And... and... it was really insistent on getting panties! It blew up my robes and... and... it was horrible!"

"How horrifying," you yawn. "Why not quit while you still have your underoos?"

"Please!" the alchemist whines. "I can't go back to town without my bag! I need it to finish transmuting my rent or else I'll have to go begging for money from daddy again!"

"Is your dad a noble?"

"Yes! And I can't ask him for any more money, he'll make me live in his keep again and marry me off to some ugly prince!"

You try to keep your bells from tinkling. "Oh? And you're all set to inherit his huge tracts of land?"

"I don't care about that! I hate my home! I want to see the world!"

Hints of the whistling winds of a dervish blow through your wings. It's now or never.

"Oh, no! Here it comes! Please help me get my bag back! I can't go home naked!"

You pull out the first spell you learned in Fairy College. The one that's second nature to any fae, no matter how hung over.

"Sign here on the dotted line! Just a few terms and conditions!"

"T-terms?" her eyes squint, the she jumps as the whirling gets closer. She holds her hands to her robes.

"I help get your bag back, and you agree to be my adventurer!"

"You promise?"

"It's all in the contract!" you hold out the pen.

>>974460
Cmon, I'm a fairy. You can trust a fairy.

>>974460

Think of all the cool adventures we can get into!

"Look, we both know this is a bad deal, but the truth is, we're both going to be forced to make worse deals if you don't take this one. Like getting eaten by wild beasts or starving to death."

Donut 2020/08/14(Fri)00:41 No. 974469 ID: 55b47c
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"I'll... I'll do it!" the girl says hurriedly. "Just help me get my bag back!"

She signs her name, family name, and title on the contract. The paper glows with a bright blue light and disperses into a sparkling waterfall of legalese.

SCORE!

What did she write?

Lady Sarah. Someone else suggest a family name. She's only a "Lady" because she's yet to inherit the real title along with her father's land, but her father is a Count.

>>974469

"Lady Kensington."

Sarah! An excellent name. :D

Sarah!

Nooo no no her name is Saras.

Family name: Nayde
Or: engass

No! No! No! It should be June to properly credit Anon44's quest protagonist. I'm only slightly sorry Anon44.

Family Name: "Swindleton"

Medieval Bureaucracy is practically a caste system.

(Since I've already stolen so, so much from Anon44, I'd prefer not to use the same first name and spelling of their primary OC.

What does the peanut gallery think of calling her Cera?)

>>974489
Cera Michael

(Or name her Sarah, but give her a nickname.)

Donut 2020/08/14(Fri)18:18 No. 974518 ID: 55b47c
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"Lady Serah Kensington." You test out the name of your new adventurer. Very pretty. Very regal. Very close to Count Swindleton, a name you've heard thrown around with some very colorful insults.

The Whirling Dervish arrives! It whips through the underbrush and makes a beeline straight for Serah, its voice a high-whistled whistle.

"Pantiesssss for misssssssssstresssss!"

"There's my bag!" Serah braces herself. "You won't steal anything this time! I brought out the big guns just for you!"

You assume she means you. Well.

You briefly consider giving up the panties in your magical inventory. With your hangover faded, you finally recognize the spell placed upon them. Some witches enchant their clothes with multiple amplifying spells, but whoever did these used all their oomph for just one.

It's a very, very powerful good luck charm.

You've already got what you need: an adventurer companion with all the bells and whistles. Do you really need to go around making enemies with these panties' owner?

But the Dervish doesn't look like it'll slow down its charge. If you give up the panties, will it give up the bag?

Take out the panties and move to the side to see how much the dervish is interested in them.

Can you do battle if necessary?

So what kind of combat abilities do we have? Can we fight it?

Donut 2020/08/14(Fri)20:40 No. 974526 ID: 55b47c
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It would be the worst of tragedies to bruise your pretty face. The world would never recover from what it lost! No, fighting isn't for you.

You could always cast dancing lights (great for parties). Uh... what other spells did you learn at Fairy College? Well, whatever. Maybe you'll remember them later.

Worst comes to worst, you could sprinkle a ton of fairy dust on Serah and hope she flies away. Once, you danced so hard on a boy's head, he got coated in enough of your dust that he took off like a balloon!

Or maybe that was the pixie stix making you see things.

Well, it's not like you're about to rub your dust all over Serah without her buying you dinner first. You decide to play the only card you have and try to bait the Dervish away from your cute adventurer. Can't mess up that hair!

"Hey, Dust Bowl!" You pull out the magical panties and wave them at the Dervish. "Looking for these??"

"Oh Goddess," Serah gapes, flustered beyond belief. "W-why do you have something like that?!"

"MISTRESS'S PANTIES!"

The Dervish screeches and whips away from your adventurer- straight towards you!

Fly up out of reach. Tell the dervish it's gotta drop the pack first. Give back what was stolen, and you will return what was lost.

No no, you want to keep the bag AND the panties for yourself (and your adventurer, whatever)!

What you need to do is trick the dervish into over-extending itself and getting itself trapped or exhausting itself somehow!

Donut 2020/08/15(Sat)18:49 No. 974563 ID: 55b47c
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Time to do what you always do when you end up in trouble: make a beeline for your friend's house and crash on their couch!

The Dervish follows you- and its mistress's panties- straight to your fox friend's underground hidey hole.

You reach the hoe and fly straight up, as high as you can. "Here I am!" you shout. "Come and get me! Neener neener!"

The Dervish reaches the foxhole. With a sound like a vacuum, the tip of its tornado gets sucked into the foxhole. It's trapped!

"Now!" you shout at Serah. "Grab the bag!"

"W-what?" Serah hesitates. "I- I have to grab it out?!"

"Yes! What are you waiting for? Do it now now now!"

"Oh, no..." Serah cautiously steps next to the angry trapped dervish and whimpers. She tries to grab the bag once, twice, but she misses.

The trapped Dervish hisses and whips the bag around faster inside its vortex.

"Get closer! Grab it fast!"

"Oh no..." Serah bites her lip and puts a foot into the dirty vortex scrambling to grab the bag. "Come on, come on, come on!"

Just as she grabs the bag, the Dervish catches her belt!

>>974563
Alright she's got the bag which means as soon as she's clear of the dervish we can drop the panties.

>>974563

Use your fairy might to push Lady Kensington out of the whirlwind!

Sacrifice the belt. The bag's more important!

Donut 2020/08/23(Sun)16:04 No. 974930 ID: 55b47c
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"My belt!" Lady Serah squeals.

"Forget the belt!" you shot back. "You got the goods, now get outta there!"

You rack your brain for a creative solution. There must be something you can do to get your adventurer out of the whirlwind without getting sucked in yourself.

You find a branch. Using your AWESOME FAIRY STRENGTH, you flex it just enough to get sucked into the whirlwind.

"Grab on!" you shout. You flap your wings hard and just barely escape the Dervish's pull.

Donut 2020/08/23(Sun)16:22 No. 974931 ID: 55b47c
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“Let's blow this popsicle stand!” you declare.

“But my belt!”

“So what? Nice undies, by the way.”

“It's not underwear!” Lady Serah flushes. “It's an adventuring-fashionable layered corset-romper with frills!”

“That's a mouthful.” You fly down to thigh-level. “And it sure looks like undies from this angle...”

“Shut up!” Lady Serah clutches at the slit in her robes and presses her bag against her hip.

The Dervish whirls harder and harder, digging itself out of the foxhole. Your foxy friend is gonna be pissed at the damage to her living room once all this over.

While you're down there, you peek inside Lady Serah's bag. A quick peek with your keen fae eyes shows you that she has:

- Boring transmutation reagents. Great for making gold, terrible for fighting.
- Ice Bomb x2
- Fire Bomb x1
- Minor Healing Potion x2
- Smoke Bomb
- Potion of Swift Stride
- Minor Elixir of Strength
- Failed Potion of Invisibility
- Shiny Shiny Gold

Lady Serah should really forget the belt, but she seems to care about her decency. With her potions, maybe she could get it back somehow? Ice potions aren't the greatest against wind type enemies, and someone setting off fire bombs this close to your apartment will send your renter's insurance premiums through the roof.

“You... you evil Dervish!” Lady Serah huffs. The Dervish whistles angrily.

Does the failed potion of invisibility make things more visible?

One way to find out!

If you drink the potion of strength, could your wings becomes strong enough to blow away the wind spirit? Or perhaps Serah could drink the potion of Swift Stride and rotate counter to the spirit's rotation to dissipate him.

>>974931
Far as I can tell, best option is to make her chug the Potion of Swift Stride and perhaps you work to distract it or something.

Donut 2020/09/06(Sun)16:19 No. 975782 ID: 55b47c
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There's lots of potions in there that might help you fight the Dervish yourself, but- ugh!- combat would muss up your already bed-headed wings. You've got too much primping to do already- and isn't fighting the adventurer's job, anyway?

“That Dervish spinning clockwise,” you yawn. “I bet if you use one of your potions to run fast enough in the other direction, it'll cancel out the enchantment powering its rinky-dink vacuum and it'll poof out of existence or something.”

“And we're free to leave!” Serah pulls out her Potion of Swift Stride and chugs it down with speed that would make a few of your party-hearty friends raise an eyebrow. “Finally, it's time for battle!”

Serah takes a runner's stance and zips forward, swirling around the Dervish in quick counter-clockwise circles so tight it makes your head spin. Or maybe that's the hangover.

“It's working!” Serah shouts. “Take that!”

With a dusty cough, the Dervish collapses into itself, until the little bit of wind magic fueling the construct's tornado gives out in a sparkly pop.

“Victory is mine!” Serah smiles and retrieves her belt. “Oh, the rush is just like I imagined it would feel!”

“First time?” you titter. “I should have guessed daddy's girl would be so sheltered.”

“My father has nothing to do with this,” Serah says haughtily. “I earned this victory all by myself.”

“Uh, hello?” You bounce around in front of her. “I totally saved your butt.”

Serah finishes buckling her belt and crosses her arms. “I could have done all that myself.”

You roll your eyes. “Uh-huh. Next time an overgrown dust bunny steals your bag, I'll make sure to remember you don't need any help. Nu-uh.”

“Next time?”

“Yep!” You give a delighted bob. “We're partners now! You didn't forget already, did you?”

“...Oh.” Serah bites her lip as you plop yourself on top of her head.

“Onward, noble steed!” You grab a few strands of her hair and give a crack on the reins.

“Hey!” Serah brushes you off her head. “Don't do that!”

“Too bad,” you say. “I get my choice of how you carry me. It's in the contract!”

“Oh, dear...” Serah sighs. You gleefully hop back on.

You stretch your wings. They're still ruffled from the time you spent sleeping on the forest floor. And your dress is a mess. This. Will. Not. Do.

You could drop by your tiny treehouse apartment and freshen up... but you're late on your rent, and your landlord is totally nuts. Better to leave it all behind and let him deal with your mess.

You could go straight for Serah's place in the nearby city and see what they have for beauty kits. But would you really be seen in public such a state?

Decisions, decisions...

>>975782

Let's go check out Serah's place. It's gotta be filled with stuff we can... appropriate.

I think keeping the lucky panties is a bad idea.

>>975782
We're gonna TOTALLY take her under our wing. She's gonna be an adventurer and learn how to be fabulous doing it!

>>975782
Oh, and yeah, let's head back to her place.

1 of 5 Donut 2020/09/13(Sun)00:13 No. 976209 ID: 55b47c
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There's nothing in your apartment but yesterday's fashion and last night's spilled cocktails. Let your landlord deal with that mess. You're moving up in the world!

"Let's get outta this lame-ass forest!" You give Serah's hair-reins a whip. "Let's see how your gal pals back home welcome their conquering hero!"

"Hero..." Serah smiles. "I like the sound of that."

2 of 5 Donut 2020/09/13(Sun)00:16 No. 976210 ID: 55b47c
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"Though all I really did was stomp on a lewd Dervish..." Serah sighs. "It's not really a victory if I didn't save someone, is it?"

"Of course it is," you say. "You saved your dignity! That has to be worth something!"

"I guess..."

Donut 2020/09/13(Sun)00:17 No. 976211 ID: 55b47c
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"Wait a minute!" Serah exclaims. "The only reason I got in this mess was because the Dervish was looking for panties!"

Uh oh.

"Panties you appear to be the owner of! Panties much too large for you!"

Donut 2020/09/13(Sun)00:19 No. 976212 ID: 55b47c
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"Hey, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for all this," you say.

"And what might that be?" Serah asks.

"...I didn't say I knew it, I just said it exists."

5 of 5 Donut 2020/09/13(Sun)00:22 No. 976214 ID: 55b47c
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"Well, I feel like those panties are bad news! If you really want to go on adventures with me, I say you get rid of them right now! Go on, drop those unlucky panties and prove you aren't in on some grand conspiracy with the Dervish!"

Well. She miiiiiiight have something of a point.

Should you ditch the panties?

Keep panties, investigate cute fox.

"I'm too hammered to be in any conspiracy theory! Just tie the panties around that dolled-up fox and let's go."
>Wait, why does that fox have a bow?
"Where there are magical sentients, there is trolling."

No way, those panties are proof of some ribald conquest you can't remember, you can't just give that up.

>>976214
"You sure? These things are stupid powerful. Like whoa. Whoever used to own these is gonna want them back real bad, and they're gonna owe us big for finding them. And anyone who owes a fairy has to pay up, too! It's like...a law. I think. Pretty sure.

We could probably get like, a DOZEN margaritas for this. Or a really good bottle of booze.

look at cute fox

Demand a little reciprocity. If you're ditching your panties she has to ditch hers -- fair's fair! (Just dismiss any complaints regarding your panties' size relative to your body or the fact that you aren't wearing them.)

>>978589
And, of course, she should go first as a show of good faith, since she still owes you for getting her bag back.

1/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/17(Sat)19:15 No. 978807 ID: 055dbd
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You and your new adventurer continue down the wooded path. It shouldn't be long before you're out of the woods. Just keep her walking, and talking, that's the ticket.

You flutter alongside Serah and flap your ruffled wings. "Look at me, honey. I am way too tired to think up an elaborate plan like that. And if I really was in cahoots with that Dervish, why did it even go after you in the first place? To find some panties it already knew I had?"

"I don't know!" Serah says. "I just think it's highly suspicious that the first fairy I find happens to have just the right thing to solve my problems in exchange for signing a magical contract."

"Oh, honey," you sigh. "What exactly did you think it was that fairies did, again?"

Serah grumbles. "Those panties of yours are still bad news. I demand you get rid of them right now!"

"Aren't you rushing things a little?" You give a giggle and tug playfully on her hair. "You can't just tell a girl to drop her panties the first time you meet."

"That is not what I meant!" Serah flushes a deep crimson. "Stop twisting my words into whatever shape suits your inane purposes!"

"Oh, honey. What exactly did you think-"

"Silence!"

You dodge a swipe of her hand. "Whoa! Easy, sister! I'll give it a rest! In fact, I'll do you one better and get rid of these panties if it means that much to you. Even though these babies are worth, like, a gajillion gold pieces, and their owner is gonna owe me a favor if we give 'em back, which is also worth at least two gajillion."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. Since we are official adventuring gal pals, I think we need to establish some trust in this relationship. But trust is a two way street. If this is gonna be a panty free zone, I'm gonna need you to toss your undies too!"

"W-What? No, no, no! Absolutely not! I didn't give them to the Dervish, why would I give them to you?!"

"You're not, sweetie. You're tossing 'em away and going commando!" You flutter around her robes and catch a glimpse of white frills. "What did you call this frilly number? Fancy pants adventuring lingerie?"

Serah slaps a hand to the slit in her robes, growing even more flustered. "It's an adventuring-fashionable layered corset-romper with frills, and it is not underwear!"

"So many layers. Such a prude!" You clear your throat and adopt an overblown highborn accent. "Lady Kensington, this esteemed faerie court finds your sense of modesty entirely unsuited to the noble profession of ahhhhdventurer. Unless thou art prepared to sacrifice thine panties in the name of equality, thou shan't demand what thee cannot give!"

"You're not even wearing those panties!" Serah shrieks. "The court's determination is based on an inaccurate premise! I demand an appeal on grounds of reversible error by the finder of fact!"

"Certiorari denied!"

"Curses!" Serah huffs. "Fine, keep the panties! Just don't come crying to me when their owner shows up, takes your clothes, then chains you to their ballroom ceiling and uses your naked body as a chandelier!"

You bite your lip. "Does the chandelier have candles? Is there hot wax?"

2/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/17(Sat)19:16 No. 978808 ID: 055dbd
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Serah sputters incoherently for a moment and stares at you with an expression of utter exasperation. She looks like she's about to flip her lid- and then her eyes snap in the direction of a bush on the side of the path.

"Is that fox staring at us?"

Uh oh.

"Keep walking," you urge. "It's probably more scared of you than you are of it."

"It doesn't look scared. In fact, it's walking towards us. And... is that a bow?"

"Keep walking! Don't make eye contact!"

"It's so cute!"

"DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT!"

"Who's a good foxy? Yes you are! Yes you are!"

Crap. You turn around and squint through one fae eye to block out the glint of the offensively crude enchantment magic, even by your standards.

You realize, with horror, that the fox you're friends with actually lives on the other side of the woods, and it's not able to cast spells.

This one's definitely supernatural. Definitely cute. Definitely dangerous.

Definitely zeroing in on your adventurer for wrecking its foxhole.

>>978808
Well unless you can fight off the fox yourself your adventurer is gonna get wrecked. Bargain with it. Offer to like, get it some food or something to make up for it needing to dig a new hole.

>>978808

Body slam fox.

Body slam fox.

>>978808
Oh god are we gonna have to serious up for a moment?

We might have to serious up for a moment.

Get in front of her and sober up as quick as you can and try to block eyesight. If you can't fight it, as stated, offer it a sincere apology and offer recompense unrelated to the adventurer you're currently guiding.

Perhaps offering to make it a new home, or see to it that a BETTER home and shelter gets made for it?

Ask it if it could please not hurt your adventurer. You just got her and it'd suck if she got all dinged up just because someone set a dervish after her.

1/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/18(Sun)17:26 No. 978885 ID: f14d2d
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That fox took a simple, perfectly serviceable compulsion and cranked the volume up so high it's making your teeth buzz. Only a complete rookie wouldn't notice the spell completely hijacking their train of thought.

"Look at you, you cute little foxie! Do you want a treat? A healing potion? Tummy rubs? Oh, what cute little fangs you have!"

What are they teaching adventurers these days? You hitch up your skirt and decide to save your adventurer from a mini-mauling.

"Hey, hussy! I'll give you something to look at!" You barrel straight for the fox's eyes.

Then she smacks you into a tree.

You bounce off so hard it knocks you senseless. You see stars, and it's not just the twinkling of fairy dust billowing around you.

You can only lie on the ground and groan. That fox hit you so hard it knocked practically all the dust out of you. Your once-healthy blue glow, formerly bright enough to light you up like a disco ball, is now just a twinkle in your eye. Fortunately, it was just enough to get the fox to look away from your adventurer.

"Ah!" Her strings cut, Serah wobbles unsteadily and cradles her head between her hands. "It hurts! Oh, gods, it hurts!"

"Sorry, foxy. Amateur hour is over," you groan from the forest floor. You flap your dry, dustless wings. You're drained. The one good thing about all this is that your hangover, at least, vanished right alongside the rest of your senses.

The fox bares her fangs at you and crouches low to pounce. Your adventurer is out of the fight. You can't even fly.

Time to get serious.

"We'll owe you a favor!"

The fox freezes.

"We'll owe you a favor," you pant, "If you please, please don't hurt me. Or my rookie adventurer here."

The fox's back arches. She leaps at you and pins you to the ground, eyes wide, fangs bared.

"Ahh! No strings attached! I promise!" you can barely get the words out. Your eyes water, your head pounds, and you try ferociously not to make eye contact. "We'll help rebuild your hidey-hole. We'll get you a better hidey-hole. Shit, we'll get you a friggin' apartment, just don't eat me!"

2/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/18(Sun)17:27 No. 978886 ID: f14d2d
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The fox swishes her tail back and forth. Her snarl fades. You can feel the utterly unnecessarily powerful yanking on your mind fade as she dials down the compulsion spell, but she keeps pressing you into the dirt with her paw.

"Good for you, you won a fight. Friggin' beginner's luck," you huff. "You gonna let me up or what?"

The fox tilts her head, smiles, and lifts her paw.

"About time." You clamber to your feet just in time for the fox's other paw to pin you down again. You swear at her, she lifts her paw, and lets you up just long enough to get your balance before pinning you again.

This goes on for far longer than you care to admit.

"Please let me up," you moan. "If you let my adventurer give me a healing potion, I'll... I'll..."

The fox tilts her head, further than the last time.

"I'll give you a name. A good one."

The fox immediately lets you up. You spy Serah taking long, heavy chugs of a healing potion in between bouts of rubbing temples. Some partner she is.

The fox sees this and snatches the potion in her teeth, then drops it in front of you.

"Hey!" Serah looks over and sees your sorry state. Her jaw drops. "Oh, no! What happened? Where's your glow? Are you dying?" Her jaw drops. "...Oh, sweet savior, what are you wearing?"

"It was a hell of a night, all right?" You sigh and take the last chug of the healing potion for yourself. You stretch and stretch your body. Dust billows from your wings, and your healthy blue glow is right back to a healthy shade of cyan.

The fox watches you eagerly. Ah, crap. You promised to give it a name, and names have power.

This can only end badly.

>Name
Amaterasu?

Sheepdog, because they're fluffy and canid-like.

Kumi, as in kumiho. A name that will have no bad consequences for anyone.

I say call he Dotti , based on her pokadot bow

>>978886
Buttface.

>>978886
Yossi.

Double Bubble Disco Queen!

Double Bubble Disco Queen!

Shit I don't know why it posted twice

Unami

>>978886

Foxy Fox Foxington

Well If I'm understanding naming properly, you could name them Icarus as that would likely be considered this bargain backfiring on them. Probably in some hilarious way a little down the road.

Lets not try to screw them, we did destroy their home after all. Besides, they might willing to help us in the future!

Hey, one magical companion per adventurer, don't need no foxes honing in on our territory.

Name it "right fuckt"

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/22(Thu)14:07 No. 979289 ID: f6f419
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Names are a tricky business. Think a name, it creates an image. Say a name, it draws attention. Live a name, it creates an identity.

If you give the fox a powerful name, she might get ideas. If you give her a ridiculous name, you've cursed her and made an enemy for life.

That and you promised to give her a good name. You could try and weasel out of your promise based around the definition of the word "good", but that's dicey at best. If you go back on your word, that is a Big Deal In All Caps.

>Amaterasu
You ponder the benefits of having a warm, fluffy fox to sleep on. Then you remember that this fox just kicked your ass and doesn't need another ego boost.

>Sheepdog
You remember that foxes aren't dogs.

>Kumi
Tempting, but this fox has already shown her fangs. You don't want to run into her again if she gets it in her head she's a killing machine.

>Dotti
Dorothea might work. It's a good fairy name, cute enough, and you can nickname her "Dotti."

>Buttface
Great way to get eaten for real this time.

>Yossi
That's a guy's name!

>Double Bubble Disco Queen
You are the only dancing queen the world will ever bow to!

>Unami
Feels deeper than it is, kind of like your first boyfriend.

>Foxy Fox Foxington
You're starting to run out of fox to give at this point.

>Icarus
Another guy's name! But after all this fox has put you through, you do like the idea of naming her something related to burning horribly and crashing into the ground at high speed.

>right fuckt
It'd be awkward to name her after your favorite dildo.

>>979289
Dorothea then.

>>979289
go Dorothea go Dotti!

Doranami? Okay Dorothy it is then.

Zeetha

Unami then. There's a savory sound to it.

>>979289
Dorothea works.

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/24(Sat)17:38 No. 979448 ID: 371355
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"Your name is..."

The fox waits in eager anticipation.

"Dorothea!"

The fox continues to wait, as if she didn't even hear.

"Uh... Dotti?"

Dotti bounds back and forth in excitement.

"Great," you sigh. One less thing to worry about. You flap your wings in a huff and call out to your adventurer. "Hey, newbie! I hope that precious pouch of yours has a shovel in it. You've got some digging to..."

Your jaw drops. The sight is too terrible to comprehend.

"You gave her a name! That means we can keep her, right? Right?!"

give in, you can't deal with cuteness at this magnitude

"Uh, as an intelligent, mystical creature, that'd be Dotti's choice of whether or not to adventure with us."

>>979448

"I mean... sure... yeah... why not..."

>>979450
Yeah, this.

HHAAAAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH!

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/24(Sat)20:49 No. 979477 ID: 52ea6a
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"Are you crazy?!" you object. "That's not just some fox! That's some fox that just put the magic whammy on you so hard you didn't even notice her try to eat me! Well, she can't fool me, I went to college! That fox is, without a doubt, a k-"

Out of Serah's vision, Dotti bares her teeth at you and makes a slitting motion across her throat.

"...k-kind, intelligent vixen that can make her own decisions."

Serah smiles and sets Dotti down. "If she's smart enough to cast spells, that makes her smarter than you, doesn't it?"

"Oh, you did not just go there!" You stomp your foot on thin air.

"I always wanted a pet, but daddy wouldn't let them in the manse," Serah smiles and pats Dotti on the head. "He said they were for commoners, circuses and druids. And druids always made a mess on the rugs."

Your eyes bug out in disbelief. You fly up to Dotti and stare her right in the eye, dull throbbing of the almost-gone enchantment be damned.

"You can't possibly be okay with this," you hiss. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Or not up to. And don't think I don't know what you think I don't know you're not up to!"

Dotti grins.

"Fine," you say, grinding your teeth. "If you're going to be my adventurer's pet, then you get to stay at her place. That means my favor is over and done with. Kaput! Books square. Capisce?"

Dotti rolls her eyes and nods.

"And there have to be ground rules!" You rack your brain for ground rules on how to deal with supernatural foxes. Why didn't you pay more attention in fairy college?! "Uh... no trying to kill me! That's rule one!"

Dotti ignores you and trots over to Serah, her tail flicking back and forth lazily. She gives a big, wide yawn.

"Oh, you're so tired," Serah says. "You must have been so scared when your home got destroyed. It's okay, I'll carry you home."

Dotti hops into Serah's arms and nestles comfortably against her bosom. She sighs contentedly.

"I have so many ideas for when we get you home!" Serah says. "How about a bath? Oh! We should wash your bow! And a nice, hot leg of lamb! And then..." She excitedly lists off every dream she's had for her pets since she was a little girl, and your irritation grows further.

This is unacceptable. Serah is your adventurer. She should be pampering you!

You make your way out of the forest, towards the nearby town where Serah has begun her life as an adventurer. Your irritation begins to fade, if only slightly.

What kind of town are you about to hit? Does it have a nightlife? How good is the wine? And most importantly, how will you take your revenge on Dotti and assert your rightful place atop the totem pole of pampering?

bide your time on revenge and wait for an opening or for Dotti to let her guard down

Of course the wine's good, why else would you live on this side of the forest?

You might be able to turn this around, Serah's a bit of a lightweight in the heroics department and that fox isn't going to stick around if she has to do the heavy lifting. Good chance to get Serah a bit more used to ADVENTURE while you hardly have to lift a finger.

you are going to end up at a town known for its festivals! fattening unhealthy food, scary funny jesters, large circus tents, thrilling shows, carnie games that rip you off, lots of fun.

Too bad it is all too expensive.

Let's hit up a town that has lots of places to shop. I wanna find some kick-ass magic items and weapons.

You just have to spur Dotti to get revenge on some other person who's "wronged" her, in full view of Sarah. She won't accept an evil (or at least bitchy), fox pet.

Just make her true colors come out by convincing someone else to yank on her tail or muss up her ribbon or something.

1/4 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/25(Sun)16:40 No. 979540 ID: 8bf1fe
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After an hour of what feels like one long, high-pitched squee, the three of your arrive at the bustling town of Minga.

"Minga! Yes!!!" You can't help but flit from one side of the street to the other, drinking in the sights and sounds. It's dusk, but the merchants are still going strong- especially the wine sellers! "Hey, newbie! Look! These guys have double magnums of rosé! And it's the good stuff!"

Serah is ignoring you. Worse, she's buying Dotti dinner!

You grind your teeth and look further. There, behind the stalls, is a dim shop selling just what you need. Magical armaments. Swords for slaying! Wands for witching! Shields for slamming! You make a note to come by when they're open. Maybe you can convince Serah to buy a few upgrades for "pest control."

You float over to your adventurer and try to ignore the hanger-on tearing into a heavily spiced leg of lamb. "Hey! Are we gonna celebrate your first day as an adventurer or what?" You shout in Serah's ear. "Look at the signs! There's wine! And cotton candy! And jesters! And fire breathers! And wine!"

"Uh... I kind of spent all my money on Dotti's dinner," Serah says sheepishly. "I still need to transmute my rent."

"You can dupe gold and your father is literally a Count," you say, your mouth hanging in flabbergastation. "How are you broke?!"

"Actually, I can make copper from base metals, and silver from copper," Serah says proudly. "I'm the youngest alchemist to transmute silver in the parish!"

"So daddy paid for your education and got it in your head to become an adventurer even though you haven't left the lab once," you say. "Suddenly it all makes sense."

"I am an accomplished alchemist, and I do not have to suffer these indignities from you!" Serah says. "Come on, Dotti. Let's go to home and get you a nice pillow to sleep on."

"No nightlife?!" you whine.

"Dotti needs her sleep!"

Dotti yawns.

You watch dejectedly as your useless bankrupt adventurer carries Dotti down the street, away from the festival.

Your revenge will have to be served cold.

2/4 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/25(Sun)16:41 No. 979541 ID: 8bf1fe
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You smell the place before you see it.

"Are you kidding me?!"

"What?" Serah fumbles for her keys to the reinforced wooden door.

"You rented a hole in the wall in the adventurers' guild?!"

"It was the only place that had a 24/7 alchemist's lab. And don't worry, I got the biggest room they had. It fits a whole bed!"

"Well, you're supposed to be able to afford better! What about vanity cabinets? You have to have places for primping! And there aren't any private bathrooms! I am NOT taking a bubble bath in the same tub as Harrietta the Barbarian, Champion of Pube Mountain!"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. There's separate shower stalls, and the drains hardly ever clog."

You start to sniffle.

"Bedtime, Dotti!" Serah says, carrying the fox upstairs.

Today sucks.

You follow her up. Serah opens the door to her hole-in-the-wall room and you recoil in horror. How can a noble girl live like this?!

Dotti immediately leaps onto the foot of the bed and curls up contentedly. You look around for a fairy-sized place to sleep and come up short.

"Here you go!"

Oh no.

Serah is standing beside the standard-issue chest adventurers toss their gear in while they hit the town. She lays a handkerchief on top of her pile of clothes. "This is big enough for you, right?"

"Oh no. No, no, no. I am not sleeping in that. I only sleep on beds of leaf and vine, plucked from fresh-"

"It's either that or the floor."

You remember last night and your back starts to ache.

"...I will not dignify this with an answer," you say as you climb into your "bed". You find a copy of Serah's alchemist's journal as your mattress and try to make it as comfortable as possible.

"Well, that was a big day," Serah says. She stretches. "Time for bed. I'm going to change into my nightie," Serah says, looking at you expectantly.

"For real?" you laugh. "Nobles are so weird. Fine, I'll close my eyes."

"Actually, I'd be more comfortable if you gave me some privacy."

"Wait, wha-"

CRASH! Serah locks you into the chest.

"THIS IS ILLEGAL!" you shout, but you're stuck.

3/4 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/25(Sun)16:42 No. 979542 ID: 8bf1fe
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You groan and decide to make the most of things. You crank up your fairy night-light and flip Serah's book open to see where she's at in her adventuring skill level.

Serah is at least passably competent in the following schools:

Transmutation: The art of changing one material to another. Great for changing stone to mud, lead to gold, etc. Offensive uses include crafting sticky bombs to trap your opponents, or dissolve the ground they stand on. Alkahest and the philosopher's stone are part of this school.

Elixirs: Duplication of magical spells via potions. Another support school, but always in demand for its usefulness in healing potions and buffs. Panacea is part of this school.

Mutagens: The art of crafting nonmagical potions that alter the imbiber's physical form. Impossible to dispel, but has side effects compared to an elixir. The school for alchemists on the front lines.

Destruction: Kablooey! The art of deconstructing fundamental bonds of the universe. In addition to elemental bombs, covers flashbangs, smoke bombs, gravity bombs, and other explosives.

Serah is most skilled in transmutation. Great for taking lemons and making lemonade, but not so great for one-on-one combat.

4/4 Lazy Fairy 2020/10/25(Sun)16:43 No. 979543 ID: 8bf1fe
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"All done!" Serah says, and opens the lid of your crate. You glower at her in her stupid nightie. She looks dead tired, and it's only just past dusk. You'll need to fix that if you're going to have a party girl adventuring partner.

"Is this gonna be a routine or something? Because it's cramped in there, even for me."

"If you're living here for free, I get to have my privacy," Serah sniffs. She looks at you and sees her open journal. "Hey, you understand those equations? No way!"

Well, yeah. It's only natural for fairies to know magic, even if it's garbled up by numbers.

It's night, and that's when everything tends to get stronger for some reason. What school should you encourage Serah to learn more of?

mutagens

Mutagens, Dotti can be the test subject

Mutagens seems like the easiest progression from Transmutation for Serah and should help her strengthen herself in a fight.

Make like a Witcher and brew some Mutagens.

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/25(Sun)17:51 No. 979558 ID: 8bf1fe
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"Yes way," you say. "And frankly, you should have already concocted these mutagens you have listed under 'to do idk maybe later'. If you'd had quicker reflexes, that Dervish wouldn't have gotten that pouch off you."

"I... suppose they could have helped," Serah sighs. "All right, all right. I'll try them out. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Let me sleep on it," you say. You'll brainstorm in the morning. What upgrades could Serah use? Cat-like reflexes and balance are a musts. But what else?

"Okay. Good night!" Serah says.

"Night."

---

You're jolted awake in the middle of the night to the ungodly snap, crackle and pop of wild magic.

You mutter curses under your breath and poke your head over your handkerchief blanket. It's coming from the foot of the bed. You flutter up and confirm what's hardly a surprise.

Dotti's magic aura is condensing around a new tail. Seems like everyone's leveling up but you these days.

You consider waking Serah up, but that would get Dotti up, too. If you remember your lessons on supernatural foxes right, they can hide extra tails from creatures without extra senses- like humans.

You grumble and try to go back to sleep, but Dotti's bursts of magic are just too loud for you to tune out.

Well, at least you have plenty of time to brainstorm mutagens for Serah...

A tentacle-arms mutagen. Great for grabbing and tossing! And nothing else

Tough skin or protective scales. Giant monster hands for punching. Chameleon mutagen for hiding if needed. Potion of Jump Good.

>>979558
DRAGON MUTATION IS BEST

Jotun mutagen. Bigger, tougher, stronger. Icier, too. Who needs air conditioning?

dragon mutation would be solid, tough scales, maybe winds, resistance to elements? general power . . .

Night vision!

Enhance knockers, but creatively.
Sponges, ice cream, mouths, tentacles, all working in a strange and pleasurable tandem.
Store a potion in the secret compartment, and drink potions directly from the secret compartment!

Lets start simple, stronger bones Mutagen.

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/26(Mon)19:54 No. 979724 ID: dec718
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You wake up sore. Again.

You blink the sleep from your eyes and wake up to find a pile of blueberries lying next to your head. Well, at least that's an improvement. You eat one and go back to sleep.

You wake up and stumble to the nearest reflective surface to fix your hair. It's a disaster, but whatever. You'll find a brush your size somewhere in this city.

You chow down on blueberries and consider going back to sleep, but your adventurer is missing. What's she getting herself up to now? And where is that damned fox? You don't trust Dotti out of sight.

You wander around the adventurer's guild and trail in the wake of a few fairy-less losers until you find the alchemist's lab. The door is open just enough for you to see Dotti inside, watching something with all the attention span a fox can muster.

You float inside and put a hand to your forehead.

"Oh no!" Serah squeals when she sees you enter. "C-close the door! Close it fast! CLOSE IT!"

as a tiny fairy can you even close the door?

>>979724
She doesn't look particularly mutated yet. May as well close the door and ask what's up.
...wait, were her boobs that big before? God damn it.

Attempt to slam door, but get caught on door and let the slamming door propel you right between the enhanced knockers.

Looks like there's plenty of mutagen left. Ask if she's planning to supplement her income.

Are ya winnin', princess?

"I'm not casting a wind spell where there are hundreds of unstable potion flasks.

So... I think they look good on you. But next, you need to strengthen your spine."

It'd be remiss not to compliment the ladies new assets.

So, bone and muscle and tendon strengthening next? You'd think you would need only one, but actually, all three work together! Especially if you don't want to bulk up overly much! Also, it will be MUCH trickier if you want to do that and also maintain buoyancy in water.

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/27(Tue)21:44 No. 979812 ID: b28c0c
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>You're a fairy. Can you even close the door?

You boop the door lightly. It does not move. Your work is done.

>Wait, were her boobs this big before?

You giggle and give Serah two thumbs up. "Love the new and improved yous! Nice job on the tits, girl!"

"It's not what it looks like!" Serah squeaks. "T-the mutagen is making me bigger!"

"I'll say!"

"I didn't make my boobs bigger, I swear!" Serah flushes a deep red. Her corset creaks ominously and she lets out a high-pitched noise.

"Sheah, right," you say, raising an eyebrow. "Nobody needs to guess the first thing alchemists buff."

"It's not that!" Serah cries out. "I'm getting bigger! A-and there's something itching right above my... just help me!"

"Wait a minute," you say, looking closer at Serah. You didn't notice at first, but she is growing slightly taller. "I see two flasks. What did you make?"

"Exactly what you told me to! Jotund's might and some lesser dragon armor!"

Uh-oh. You may have done some brainstorming out loud. And half-asleep.

"You put those in the same mutagen?" you ask incredulously.

"Yes!" Serah continues to grow. Her corset pops a hook and she lets out a panicked yelp.

In the corner of the lab, Dotti's gaze has gone from amused to worried. Now that's interesting. You sigh and float over to Serah. "All the useful bits cancel each other out, and you're left with the, uh, not-so-useful stuff. The good news is, it probably won't kill you."

"What's the bad news?!"

"You'll see."

Serah's corset can take no more. Its hooks pop wide open, splitting the oh-so-fashionable not-underwear down the front. Underneath she's wearing a dark, stretchy bodysuit just barely keeping up with her growth.

Serah shrieks and covers herself. "How do I stop it?!"

"Can't," you shrug. "Best course of action is to pick one and double down to overpower the other. Otherwise you'll get all the bad and none of the good."

"Which one do I drink to keep my clothes?!"

You ponder deep thoughts on how to answer this question.

I dunno, maybe you should wait until the current reaction's finished before inducing more mutation.
Then lie to her and say the jotun's might.

>>979812
DRAGON

more Jotund juice for lulz

>>979812
If you wanna keep 'the girls' at all, go with the Jotun and get used to guys trying to look up. If you want to keep your clothes but lose your lady lumps, pick the dragon armor.

Double-down. This will work, you just need more.

I mean if you want to keep your clothes you should take them off. They're not going to hold up to much more of this. Isn't there a bedsheet or dust cover you could use instead?

>>979823
the obvious solution

just buy new clothes later! or not at all! they might interfere with magic you know, maybe you should just stay naked

Jotund's might!
Jotund's might!
Jotund's might!
Jotund's might!

gotta go dragon

Use Jotund's might. Removing clothes will just waste time and You might not even need to remove clothing if we can cancel it out quick enough

>>979832
Jotun is why she's getting too big for clothing!

"Your clothing sizes are six feet... under. Right now, you need to decide which is decidedly less image-damaging; bulging muscles, or reptilian features. I recommend the latter."

DREEEEEGIN

Jotund's might plz.

Dragon!

Don’t be a coward, double down on both!

Dragon.

Dragon, definitely dragon.

Dragon. Remember the old idiom, always be yourself, unless you can be a Dragon, then always be a Dragon.

Idea: what if whatever flask Serah doesnt drink, the fairy will have to drink instead somehow?

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/28(Wed)23:49 No. 979937 ID: b93bbf
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You consider telling Serah to take the elixir of lesser dragon armor, put the whole thing in the mutagen mix and chug as much as she can. You like the idea of a dragon adventurer. Dragons are cool!

...but it'd still be a mutagen of lesser dragon armor. At best, Serah would get a bunch of scales over her vital areas, and maybe some on her face. Her arms would definitely toughen up and get scales, but no claws (what alchemist designs a mutagen that hurts their potion-making skills?). Legs? Probably some thigh armor. Chest? Probably cover up her ribs and heart.

What it would not give you is a super-cool adventurer with horns and wings and claws and those legs that bend in two places. That's a little more hardcore than anything with the word lesser in it.

You interrupt your pondering and remember Serah said something about itching, and she was grabbing her ass for some reason when you walked in. You quickly flit behind her and spy something red and shiny shimmering on the small of her back, through the tight-stretched fabric of her bodysuit. It's a dragon scale, and it's scraping away at the inside of her bodysuit!

Now you have a conundrum.

Serah continues to grow, if ever so slightly. Her bodysuit stretches tighter.

"I can't be naked in the middle of the adventurer's guild!" she whines. "I'll do anything, just save my clothes!"

Serah tugs the lower half of her too-small corset ensemble tight against herself, hoping against hope that the stretching and popping around her thighs doesn't get worse.

Dotti looks at you with an upset expression.

>Stop! Fairy time.

Mutagens: impossible to dispel, and a pain in the ass to get rid of. Fortunately, everyone's body remembers what it wants to be, and if an alchemist goes on the mother of all cleansing diets, they can reset their system in a few days. So whatever happens, if Serah needs to, she can undo it. It just won't be pretty.

You refuse to believe Serah's bountiful bosom isn't the work of the Jotund's Might mutagen... but you could be wrong, as much as you hate to admit it. Her newfound height is definitely the Joto juice, though. If Serah chugs more of the juice, she'll definitely get bigger, and she'll get rid of whatever scales she has- but there's a chance her bodysuit is stretchy enough to make it. Maybe.

If she chugs the mutagen with just lesser dragon armor, she'll probably shrink down again- but she also might grow too many scales and rub against the inside of her bodysuit.

Are you sure you want Serah to chug the Mutagen of Lesser Dragon Armor?
- Serah will lose the extra strength and size (and boobs?) of the Jotund's Might mutagen. She will lose the cold resistance too.
- Serah will gain super-tough dragon scales on her vitals and limbs, plus heat resistance.
- Chugging too much may have unintended results, but it won't turn her into an awesome dragon adventurer.

DREEEEEEGIN

She might get cold if her suit doesn't make it. Better chug that joto juice.

alas! no derg

time for more boobs jotund!

yeah, better get her more of that joto juice. Lets go Jotund's Might

But hey, what if we instead drank the Mutagen of Lesser Dragon Armor? Think about it, dragon fairy! Has there ever been a dragon fairy before?

Take that jotun juice! Serah's outfit is about to get a whole lot more breezy.

>>979937
Okay let's look at this logically.
1, she asked to save her clothes. Currently, she believes her clothes are being destroyed because she's getting too big. So if you tell her to drink jotun and she gets BIGGER, she will not be grateful. She will feel the opposite of gratitude, in fact. If it turns out the scales are sharp enough to damage her clothes too then she will at least understand that it was unavoidable. Also I don't expect the scales to completely destroy her clothes.
2, the physical benefits of jotun potion aren't that great for an alchemist. strength isn't super useful when you have no combat skills. Size is inconvenient in some situations and may interfere with alchemy. Also, if she gets too big, she won't be able to fit into any of her SPARE clothes.
3, we have noone who can take a hit. Dragonscale armor will allow her to at least stand in the way of attacks directed at the smaller party members without worrying too much (and encourage clothing damage, for those of you who can only think with your dicks)
4, heat resistance is more useful than cold resistance. Fire is just more common than ice or snow, and clothing layers can protect against cold attacks. Though, to be honest, I suspect we could just get the other resistance type from magical items or buff potions if we need it, so it doesn't matter much.
5, just because it's a LESSER dragon mutation right now doesn't mean we can't upgrade it later, if we invest further in mutations. I presume the same can be said of the jotun mutation, but that means she'll get even bigger, and there are definite problems with getting too big.

So, yeah. I'm sticking with my dragon vote.

>>979943
...huh, that's a good option too.

Let's test out dragon knockers knuckles.

Chug way too much Jotund then. The bigger the better.

Dagron

Jotojuice

Wait no, sticking with Jotund!

>>979948
Understandable.
Changing my vote to dragon
But lets have fairy drink jotund juice

Gotta go Jotund. She ain't going to want scales on her assets. S

dragon

Lazy Fairy 2020/10/31(Sat)22:36 No. 980159 ID: 424412
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You could tell Serah to drink the dragon mutagen. It'd be the smart move to keep her safe on the front lines, and heat resist is awesome in general. And her clothes stand a better chance if she shrinks down again.

But you really, really want to prove she buffed her tits.

"Those scales are shredding your bodysuit!" you say with an exaggerated grasp of horror. "Throw that Jotund's might in the mutagen and drink, or the second you step through that door, you'll tear yourself right out of your clothes!"

"NO!" Serah shrieks and mixes the mutagen wildly, then takes a huge gulp. Then another.

Her rough patches of scales disappear from beneath her bodysuit. She sighs.

And then she starts to grow.

"Oh no... no, no, no!" She whines, her panic growing. "Make it stop!"

You keep an eye on her boobs. They're gonna get humongously huge, you know it!

Dotti lets out a loud, high-pitched noise between a yip and a whine. She darts back and forth on the floor for a few seconds in a panic, then collects herself and looks at you with a glowering fury.

You float a few feet higher, just in case.

With a great tearing noise, Serah's lower half of her suit shreds to pieces. She cries out and straightens up in shock- and slams her head against a high-up shelf.

But her boobs stay the same size relative to her body. Ugh. Honestly, the wrong girls get all the luck.

Serah mercifully stops growing before her stretched-tight panties begin to fray.

"This isn't what I wanted!" Serah whimpers. "I can't go outside like this!"

"Not my fault," you say. "You were the one who made a giant-size mutagen and didn't wear stretchy-"

"I DID!" Serah shouts at you so loud your ears hurt. "I even left my robes upstsirs so I wouldn't risk them! You were the one who told me to drink too much!"

"Only because you messed up in the first place! I saved your butt!"

Dotti bares her fangs at you. You give her such an exaggerated roll of your eyes that your wings make an off-key tinkling noise more like a cowbell than a dainty wind chime.

"Don't be a crybaby. You just need some pants! Don't blame me for your screwups."

"None of my pants fit now! And my favorite outfit is... is ruined!" Tears fill Serah's eyes. "I'm never drinking another mutagen again!"

The nice thing to do would be getting her some pants. I don't suppose you can pour mutagen on pants to get giant pants?

Um, we should probably cheer Serah up first.

Maybe show her this isn't such a big deal by confidently using either one o the mutagens on yourself? You can't really carry clothing to Serah with the size you are now after all and may need to grow in size to do that.

Alternatively, you might need to tell Serah to hide here while you find somebody to hire to go on a quest to pick her up some new clothing.

Oh also maybe a real quick lesson on mutagen compatiblity is a good idea. Just in case she tries to mix up something else.

drink mutagen to show her it's not a big deal, and that she should relax

"I expected Jotun's might to give you ugly bulging muscles and a slighter increase in height. I guess it's more accustomed to the increased size of arctic animals due to the need for increased heat dispersal pending the square-cube law.

Serah, when was the last time your father told you not to buy new clothes? So you ripped a single pair, just buy some fabric and stitch yourself a new outfit. Also, most adventurers need to learn how to replace or repair damaged clothing and armor when they take the blows for your skin and organs, that's what armor is meant for."

Before you declare this whole mutagen business a failure, I want you to go outside and punch some targets. Maybe lift some heavy stuff. And remember, they're still a lot bigger to someone else...
And start racking your brain for some fairy magic solutions to wardrobe replacement.

Well, I tried. Good luck!

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/06(Fri)23:01 No. 980498 ID: 81c2e1
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"Uh, please don't cry," you say, rubbing your neck ashamedly. This wasn't what you had in mind when you got Serah to sign that contract. You kind of assumed she'd have some basic idea of, you know, how to be an adventurer, and everything would kind of work out.

"I'm not crying!" Serah sniffles, fooling no one. "You're just a terrible fairy!"

Dotti nods.

"Shut it, you," you huff. You rack your brain for ideas. You're pretty sure you can jury rig some fairy magic to piggyback off the old "turn a noble girl's rags into a beautiful ballgown until the stroke of midnight" spell, but you totally slept through your Godmother classes. With Serah's luck, and since she's not a princess, the clothes would vanish way sooner than that.

No, the only way to solve this is by doing what you do best: drink everything in sight!

You grab the elixir of Lesser Dragon Armor and, with all your fairy might, lift it up and dump it into an unused mutagen mix. Then you grab what's left of Serah's Jotund Mutagen and dump it in your new mix.

"What are you doing?" Serah asks, confused. "I'm not drinking that! No more mutagens, ever!"

"Hey, if mutagens were so bad, would I do... this?"

You chug it all down.

The world catches fire.

Blow up.

>>980498

Stop, drop, and roll!

Act like everything is normal until she buys it, then go jump in a fountain.

Stuff yourself down her throat and swim in her stomach acids until you stop being fire

Toasty.

So what's the idea here, be a distraction while she sneaks back to her room?

try not to scream, try not to scream, try not to scream

...

scream.

Feel amazing, and go get clothes from your room. Or something.

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/13(Fri)19:21 No. 980953 ID: 052425
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“Oh, sweet savior, you're on fire!” Serah gasps. “You shouldn't have drank that!”

The mutagen mix is playing havoc with the magic in your body. It's not a pleasant feeling. Not one bit. But rule number one of sorority sisters: never let your girlfriends do anything stupid on their own.

“This is fine, just the dragon armor mutagen making me a little radiant!” You grit your teeth and give a winning smile. “I've drank way worse. Trust me! And look at what the Jotund mutagen did for wings! They're HUGE! What girl doesn't -owch!- want huge wings?”

“But my whole body is huge,” Serah says, looking down at herself in embarrassment.

“I think you look great, cutie!” you say, inching closer to the door. “It's your body, be proud of it! Mix things up! Change the way you look! Just try it out! It's not like you're on fire or anything.”

“Like you?”

“Yes, like me.”

“Are you... okay?”

“Never been better! Now let me go get you some clothes that fit. I'll make it all better, just wait and see!”

You disappear through the door. Then you fly screaming into the nearest mug of ale left over from lunch.

You spend a minute sizzling in the ale, not caring who sees you in the smoldering, ashen remains of your favorite party dress. You're not on fire. That's step one in life. Don't be on fire.

Then you hear the pitter-patter pawsteps of a very unamused fox. You groan and look over your mug's rim.

“Don't say a word, you... you... bow-wearing sheepdog,” you mutter. “I'll get her some clothes. Or a bedsheet. Or something.”

Dotti huffs.

“...Is she still upset?” you ask quietly.

Dotti shakes her head. You sigh.

“Good.”

You take stock of yourself. The dragon mutagen let your fairy dust ignite into fae fire, but the Jotund mutagen cancelled out any fire immunity. So there's that. Your clothes are an ashen mess, and you're not quite decent. But at least your wings are awesomely huge, and your glow covers up the important bits.

Dotti continues to stare at you.

“I'm thinking!” you say.

You could test out your godmother wardrobe-fixing spell. Or you could you could work with Dotti to have her carry a bedsheet or something downstairs. But that would be teamwork, and that fox doesn't deserve a spot on your team.

But what kind of wardrobe could you conjure up for Serah? You're low on magic. And anything you make for her would have to be really simple, or else it would disappear right away.

Or you could drink your troubles away. That sounds like a good idea too.

Go with a fairy classic: simple, one piece dress.

Magic her up some simple athletic wear, just to tide her over til your magic's back. Tell her to train to get used to her size to buy time.

You could conjure her up a huge orange shirt with a blue < symbol on it

...

Actually, lets just swallow our pride and get the bedsheets with Dotti, but only just to try to do more work than Dotti in order to show her up, and then we will consider conjuring up some clothing for Serah once that is done, like a simple hooded robe.

though one little sip of alcohol wouldnt hurt before you leave first... maybe two.

>>980953
Your new big wings should help you carry the bed-sheet so do that, then you can magic that into something more presentable with the sheet present as a backup in case it wears off too soon. (Be sure to tell her that is a possibility) Keeping close to the source materials should probably help it last longer. exercise cloths if we don't get the sheet, one piece dress if we do.

Get a sheet for a dress! Or something

(and maybe just a sip of booze...)

>>980953
Have Dotti go find a bedsheet, while you Fairy Godmother up some fancy fancy lingerie, and maybe a dress afterwards. That way, she has nice clothes from you, and a crappy sheet from the dumb fox. Back in the good books, baby!

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/14(Sat)16:09 No. 981013 ID: 052425
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From what little you remember of your Godmother-ing classes, the clothes-fixing spell works best on damaged wardrobes for noble girls in desperate situations. This should qualify. And if you give the spell a little more to work with, say, a bedsheet, maybe it'll help? Maybe?

All this thinking is making you thirsty. You take a nice big gulp of ale.

Dotti frowns at you.

“What's the matter, mutt?” you say through a mouthful of sudsy goodness. Say what you want about adventurers, but they definitely know their ale. “You need my help or something?”

Dotti narrows her eyes and bats at the air in frustration.

“That's adorable. Keep doing that.”

Dotti angrily opens her mouth and takes a breath, but catches herself before she makes a sound. Instead, she lets out a soft huff and mimes grasping at something with both paws.

“You need my help opening a door, don't you? You wanna get Serah something to wear?”

Dotti nods.

“Too bad, foxy fox,” you giggle. “You're a pet. Pets don't go where they're not allowed. Nyeeeh!”

Dotti lets out a high, shrill bark and knocks your mug off the table, sending you flying in a tidal wave of ale. You catch yourself midair and flutter your newly enhanced wings dry.

“Just sit right there while I fix things for my adventurer,” you gloat. “Life's tough outside the forest, foxy! You can't expect to get things done just by being cute!”

Dotti sits down. She look around, as if she's realizing just how big everything really is.

You leave her behind and fly upstairs to Serah's room. It's unlocked from when you left earlier, and you throw your whole body into getting it open. It's noticeably easier than this morning- these wings are payin' off!

You grab a bedsheet. It's heavy and bulky, and it won't fit in your inventory. You'll have to look into juicing up your inventory spell later. Instead, you grab ahold of the sheet and lug it downstairs with your glorious new wings. This mutagen mix isn't so terribly bad- you just need to remember not to catch on fire. What sets it off again? You can't quite remember...

2/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/11/14(Sat)16:10 No. 981014 ID: 052425
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You fly into the alchemist's lab a sweaty and panting mess, but you did it all by yourself, no foxes required! Dotti is just sitting on the floor in front of Serah, who's hunched behind a table, afraid someone will come in.

And this time, you close the door behind you.

“Put this on! I've got an idea!” you declare.

Serah throws the sheets around her shoulders. “I don't know if I trust your ideas...”

“It's a good one, trust me!” you say with as much confidence as you can muster. “I just need a little help from you on this one. Do you want me to magic you up some nice clothes or not?”

“You can do that?” Serah's eyes go wide. “Yes, please!”

“All right!” You try to remember as much as you can. How do you make sure the spell works as long as possible?

“I need you to say some magic words,” you say.

“Okay,” Serah nods. “What are they?”

“I'm a pretty pretty princess, and I need a dress for the ball to marry prince charming.”

“What?!”

“Look, I don't make the rules, I just fix wardrobes,” you shrug. Technically, there are no magic words, but the closer you can get to the spell you half-remember from college, the better.

Serah flushes. “I'm... a pretty, pretty princess and I need a dress for the ball. To... marry prince charming.”

“Good enough for me!”

You take a deep breath and draw as much fairy magic together as you can without risking running out of dust. Just like when Dotti knocked the stuffing out of you earlier, if you run out of dust, you lose your awesome fairy glowyness and the ability to fly.

You fly around Serah in tight circles, sprinking her with dust and channeling your magic into her outfit. The bedsheet, her panties and her shredded skintight suit glow bright with magic, and soon she's covered in a bright white layer of light.

The light fades. Serah looks down at herself nervously. Her eyes go wide.

“Check you out!” you say, giddy with success. “Come on, praise my work! You look awesome! Praise me! Do it!”

“I... do look nice, actually,” Serah smiles. “D-did you give me high heels? You did!”

“Party time! Party time! Show off that new outfit! Test out your new big, hot bod! Come on, party time!”

“I mean... I did finish transmuting my rent...” Serah says, getting to her feet. “This spell lasts until midnight, right?”

“That is its maximum duration, yes.”

“I don't trust the way you say that.”

“Look, just come on and celebrate with me! Just a little!” you urge. “This city's full of great wine and fun stuff to do!”

“I think I need new clothes first. Just in case.”

“I literally just made you a new outfit! I need new clothes too, and you don't hear me complaining.”

“Nobody can see what you're wearing,” Serah says, nonplussed.

Dotti moves toward Serah and gives a friendly swish of her tail.

“Stay back a little, girl,” Serah says. “No fox fur on the dress, please!”

Dotti's jaw drops. You give a wicked grin.

“Come on, come on, come on!” you urge your adventurer. “You look great, girl! Leave the furry fox at home and come party!”

“How do I know this thing will hold together?” Serah asks nervously.

You search your brain for something, anything that will make Serah come with you and abandon Dotti to an evening of boredom. There has to be a way!

Awww let dotti come with :3

It'll hold together long enough to show up, make everyone look up at you in awe, and then leave a lasting impression in their minds. And in heels no less on top of the mutagen. Just turn up, stand up, and walk away! Simple plan! Couldn't go wrong...

Baby steps, Fairy! Wardrobe shopping in that nice dress now will motivate her to buy other party dresses for later! You have to ease her into your high party lifestyle.

Don't push it, Serah's starting to be comfortable being huge, go on a shopping spree for huge clothes! while your at it suggest buying a leash for Dotti . . . and maybe a muzzle

Why do you need HER to party? Let her buy clothes and then go partying by yourself if she doesn't want to.

>>981017
>>981018
These.

>>981020
Yea gotta ease into such things. Besides why set yourself up for failure with a dress that could disappear too soon. Serah is a girl who is not big risks. It will take time to steer her there.

As much fun as it might be to taunt, jeer, and jab at Dotti. It hurts more when you just be better than her (passive aggressive can work too. TL;DR: overt aggression isn't as effective as subtle, quiet underhanded tricks and ignoring her like the pet she is.)

Clothes shopping spree!

Sorry, no pets are usually allowed in stores, Dotti.

CLOTHES SHOPPING!

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/15(Sun)16:20 No. 981078 ID: 052425
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>Turn down for what?

As much as you want to PARTY HARD, Serah isn't even close to your level. You decide to tone it down. For a little bit.

>SHOPPING

"Okay, let's get you some new clothes, then!" you say, feeling your enthusiasm build for a different kind of inhibition-free spree. "You are gonna knock these dressmakers OUT!"

Dotti is sitting by the door, looking at Serah forlornly.

"Sorry, girl," Serah says sadly. "I don't think the seamstresses would like you shedding on their hard work."

>Passive aggressive >regular aggressive

You don't say a word in Dotti's defense.

Serah breezes by Dotti, ducks under the door's archway, and tells her to stay in the guild for the day, and she'll get a leg of lamb later.

"You are KILLING those heels, girl," you say with a satisfied flap of your new, luscious wings.

Serah glances down at a buff fighter in the hallway, who does a double take at Serah's new statuesque style. "I feel ridiculous," she whispers, but says it with a smile. "Let's just grab some clothes. But... do I want new adventuring gear? Casual wear? Or... a nice dress? You know, to look... kinda like this one, I guess?"

You positively glow with pride. She likes your dress! She likes it!

What should Serah go buy first?

Casual wear, then adventuring gear, then a nice dress. Can always redo this spell if she wants to feel special.

buy fancy dresses! always be stylin!

Adventuring gear first, we are adventurers after all, maybe they'll have some big enough alchemy outfits for her too. afterwards, we can decide on dress or casual wear next. leaning towards dress unless they have the Steve shirt in casual

>>981078
Secret fashion tip: Adventurer Fashion can dictate commoner fashion. Two birds, one stone going for stylish adventurer clothes.

Adventure Gear!

1/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/11/15(Sun)21:40 No. 981108 ID: 052425
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"I mean, you have to look stylish when you're adventuring," you say. "Let's go find you some new duds!"

But what adventuring gear would your now giant-size gal pal look best in? What specialty clothiers should you hit first?

You size Serah up and imagine the possibilities...

2/2 Lazy Fairy 2020/11/15(Sun)21:41 No. 981109 ID: 052425
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You ponder even more deeply. Maybe a new haircut for her, too?

For reference, Serah's current height is roughly 6'8".

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/15(Sun)22:48 No. 981115 ID: 052425
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You stare at Serah's chest for a second longer. She's preferred robes and loose clothing until now. Maybe you should make her feel more comfortable with her body, and get her something to keep her boobs from drawing too much attention?

Pawn_01 2020/11/15(Sun)23:06 No. 981118 ID: 894419
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New robes, now with 300% more cancerous growths on the left hip

Anon44!9Ni.nfJm6s 2020/11/15(Sun)23:22 No. 981119 ID: b5fb67
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This outfit can scale a bit, with the lace-up corset and whatnot, but more importantly Serah needs a component pouch belt.

Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid 2020/11/18(Wed)01:37 No. 981287 ID: e51896
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Just wanted to draw Serah in a hood.

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/22(Sun)13:59 No. 981789 ID: 052425
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You escort your newly embiggened, newly glamorous adventurer down the streets of Minga. She's got the poise and grace of a noble without a single wobble in her heels. She's catching stares from men and women alike, and it's absolutely awesome.

You catch a cute squire mid-ogle. Without missing a beat, you slip behind Serah's ass and give your wings a salacious shimmy. He blushes and turns around.

“You should totally dress up more often,” you say. “This is fun!”

Serah is noticing the stares. She grips her arm nervously. “I... think I should go back inside.”

“But you can't! We still have to get you clothes!” you object.

“I'm not used to wearing something so... insubstantial,” Serah says.

“Are you serious?” you laugh. You want to make fun of her, but... baby steps, baby steps, just remember, you have to give her baby steps. “Just imagine you're at one of your fancy balls your daddy holds. And this is the latest fashion. You're used to at least some attention, right?”

“I guess,” Serah says, straightening her shoulders. “Let's just hurry, okay? I think this shop here will be fine.”

“This one?” you look up at the sign: Active Dresswear and Fashionable Fittings. The outfits are a little too conservative for your taste, but you can certainly spice things up. “Sure, whatever.”

You enter the shop, and Serah's expression brightens. She must love to shop. “Hello!” she calls out to the man behind the counter. “Do you have anything in my size?”

“We would need to take a day to adjust it, but yes, we can provide,” says the man.

“A day?” Serah bites her lip. “Can you do it before midnight?”

“I'm sorry, miss,” the dressmaker says. “For a rush job this late in the afternoon, you'd need to walk to the specialist at the other end of the quarter, and be quick about it, too.”

“Um...” Serah turns to you and glances uncomfortably at the magicked-up dress. She's clearly weighing her options.

Should she walk all that way, or should she play it safe?

Play it safe and have it delivered to where she's staying.

The main thing about being an adventurerer is that an advenrurer needs to take risks, something she needs to learn asap if she wants to go on adventures to find treasures protected by traps, or face against monsters, otherwise she wont get the courage to do many cool things and get the rewards for her courage.

To help train her courage, lets get her to walk quickly to the specialist as a test. If she needs to run, she might need to lose the high heels since those are hard to run in.

make an order in case things don't work out then rush to the specialist

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/22(Sun)17:22 No. 981813 ID: 052425
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“You can make it!” you urge Serah. “That mutagen will totally help! Just take three steps and you're there!”

“I... I....” Serah's eyes dart around. “Sir! How quickly can you take my measurements?”

“For a basic dress? Very quickly.” The dressmaker whips out a measuring tape. “Will you be requesting delivery via courier? I recommend making your choices first, but if you are in a hurry...”

“Yes, please allow my courier to place my orders,” Serah says hurriedly. She takes off her heels and fidgets as the man gets to work. She looks at you and frowns. “Don't be surprised if the courier is... unusual. And magical.”

You get the sneaking suspicion you're being conscripted. Just like a noble to let the little people do the real work. Well, at least you'll get to pick her outfits!

“I am all set, miss. I will send you an invoice once your courier decides which of these outfits you need, and how they should be adjusted.”

“Thank you!” Serah says. She puts her heels back on and power walks out the door. You follow her out. She's really moving!

You follow Serah down the streets. She's moving as quickly as her heels will allow, and the stares are even more pronounced. She is really, really good in heels.

Halfway across the quarter, you pass the squire from earlier. You smile and flutter down to Serah's waist and give your best little shimmy. But this time, it's your turn to do a double take.

You look at Serah's waist again. It's missing something.

Uh-oh.

“Hey, girl, I don't want to alarm you,” you say. “But in my newfound spirit of teamwork, I think I should let you know something.”

“I don't like the sound of that,” Serah says.

“I think your sash disappeared when we stepped into the dressmaker's place.”

Serah freezes. She looks around and realizes she's closer to the specialist outfitter than you she is to the Adventurer's Guild.

“Oh no, no, no...” she whispers under her breath.

“I'm sure the spell has plenty of time left,” you say. “Just trust me, on this o-”

Serah takes off her heels and breaks out in a full sprint to the outfitter.

And she is fast.

“Wait! Come back!” you shout. You put on a burst of speed, but as you panic, your fairy dust starts to flicker and heat up. You might catch fire! “Slow down!”

A twinge of fear hits you. It's a dangerous world out there for fairies with no adventurer, and you're not sure you remember the way back to the guild.

Do you try to catch up?

Catch up! You're burnin' through the sky, that's why they call you Mrs. Fahrenheit!

Catch up! flutter you enhanced wings as fast as you can!

Looks like she lost her collar too.

Remember, you got giant wings now! Use them to your advantage to catch up! This is a good time to test them out to their full potential.

>>981818
What collar?

>>981819
My bad, i got confused it looked like a dress collar here
>>981789
But it turns out she didnt have that the whole time as shown here
>>981014

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/22(Sun)19:21 No. 981827 ID: 052425
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What's a little fire to a hot-blooded girl like you?

You flap your awesome new wings as hard as you can, and manage to just barely keep pace with your sprinting adventurer. The fire burns, but you convince yourself it's a good burn, like the feeling of a really spirited shot of spirits.

But it catches up with you too soon. You can feel the fire burning through your fairy dust, giving you extra speed and maneuverability, but at the expense of your magic. And you can't turn it off.

“Serah! Serah, help!” you shout out, but she doesn't hear you. You see Serah disappear inside a shop with a beat-up sign just in time for you to fall to the cobblestones in a fiery ball of fire.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow!” You can't even fly at this point. You have to put out the the fire before your magic runs out and you're left totally dull!

>SPLOOSH

“So you're the little imp responsible for the Lady's predicament,” says someone standing over you, very pleased with herself. “Her outfit was so poorly put together, her collar was flickering in and out of existence. Such sloppy work!”

You cross your arms and look up at the...

What does the specialist look like?

Three fairies in a trenchcoat.

Half-troll, half-fairy, don't ask which one's the father. Her teef are accessorized like her glasses - with style!

It is a small elf
(going based off of the elves and the shoemaker fairytail, if they can make awesome shoes, they can make awesome clothes)

Elf lady with a bow, white tunic, leather skirt, thigh-high boots.

Also, as an excuse, tell her that the dress Serah was wearing was an emergency due to circumstances beyond your control, and you only had a little bit of magic left at the time.

small elf seems like a good idea to me

>>981828
three trenchcoats in a fairy

Lazy Fairy 2020/11/23(Mon)20:58 No. 981917 ID: 052425
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She's a gnome.

No, wait. She's too skinny for that. A midget elf?

But she's got a really stupid hat. And really, really bad fashion sense. So she's a gnome. Right?

“W-w-w-what's w-w-w-w-wrong w-w-w-w-w-w-with your outfit?” you ask, teeth chattering.

“What's wrong with yours?” the gnome-elf asks with a grin.

You look down and find that you've finally burned off the last of your favorite party dress. You're soaked to the bone and stark naked, with just your glimmery glow to keep you decent.

“You can s-s-s-s-see me?” you ask, curious. “How?”

“Practice,” the gnelf giggles. “Fairies always have to have the latest fashion, and you stupid little imps are so bad at maintaining your wardrobes.”

“I'm n-n-n-not stupid! I w-w-w-went to college!”

“Are you sure?” the gnelf asks. “Because that godmother spell wasn't baccalaureate material. It was second-week home ec at best.”

“You're one to talk!” you fire back. You're starting to warm up again, and now you're mad. “You've got the fashion sense of a troll that tripped into a coat closet!”

“I'm not the one sitting naked on the curb, dripping wet and out of magic because her adventurer ran away,” the gnelf shrugs. “Fairies that live in glass houses...”

“Oh, shut up!” you huff, rubbing your arms up and down for warmth. “Shouldn't you be making my adventurer some clothes or something?”

“My assistant is taking care of her,” says the gnelf with a turn of her hat. “Noble girls need special attention, after all.”

“So what, you're just here to taunt me?”

“Yup. And fleece you for new clothes.”

“I'm broke.”

“But your adventurer isn't.”

“True facts,” you smile. “Now gimme.”

The gnelf kicks open the milkbox. It's full of fairy-sized dresses of leaf, vine, flower, spider silk, dragonscale, mermaid scale, gimmerdust, and everything you've ever dreamed of.

What do you want to put on your awesome Lady McCan-Turn-Copper-Into-Silver's line of credit?

>Fairies always have to have the latest fashion, and you stupid little imps are so bad at maintaining your wardrobes

Wow, she is speciesist against faires.

prove her bad assumption of fairies wrong and give fairies a better name by not choosing a dress she has for you and use what remaining magic you have left to conjure yourself the best party dress ever, something 10 times better than her stupid dresses. Protect your pride by proving her wrong!

then fail miserably at doing that, and just pick a outfit that is fire resistant, probably dragonscale unless gimmerdust is better... what is glimmerdust btw?

>>981927
Oh wait, Gnelf said you are out of magic, nevermind.

Just get the dragonscale dress.

>>981917
Something fireproof and translucent. Would any of the dragonscale options qualify?

Dragonscale. Powerful and practical.

yea burning seems to be the primary way we actually loose clothes, so something fireproof. but probably just as a bottom layer so we can have something nicer looking (and cheaper) over it but not end up naked if we burn it off. (try not to max out your adventurer's credit, we are trying to be better than the horrible fox)

Definitely get some fire protection. It's either that or you fix your mutation.

dragon scale undies

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There's so many choices! You want them all. A vine wrap midi dress? Yes please! A super-daring off-the-shoulder silk number? Great for cocktail parties. A hot, hot halter of glimmerdust, the most fragile, translucent but oh-so-shimmery material only fairies can wear? It'll make anyone jealous!

And the underwear! It's so sexy and sparkly and just the right size! You immediately grab the best set of dragonscale for yourself, just in case someone else finds it first.

The gnelf shakes her head as you flitter and flutter between outfits like a hummingbird. “You glowsticks are all the same,” she says, deadpan. “I'm practically a drug dealer at this point.”

You pause. “Wait, are you saying-”

“No, I don't sell pixie stix.”

“Fuck.”

“See? You're so predictable,” the gnelf giggles. “I used to wonder why some adventurers carried you guys around. You're so fragile and needy.”

You hold up a dress stitched together from flower petals and let out a little squee. “But then you saw how awesome and helpful and magical and sexy we are!”

“Nope,” the gnelf smiles. “I learned that if somebody grabs you by the wings and spanks the dust out of you, they can fly.”

You flush and throw the dress back into the milk crate. “That is- that is NOT... I...”

You're suddenly very aware of the fact that you're out of magic, and have just the barest amount of glow left to keep you decent. You can't even fly- you burned away too much dust.

“What I mean is...” You clear your throat. “That is a highly undignified way to treat a fairy. I am so much more than a flight spell. I went to fairy college!”

“Did you graduate?” asks the elf incredulously. “We've been over this. You're not a shining example of magical prowess. And your adventurer was pretty upset at your work almost disappearing.”

“Of course I graduated!” you seethe. “And I am so magical! I know lots of magic! I just forgot most of it!”

“Well, you should probably get to remembering it,” the gnelf says. “Or else you're on the one-way train to spanksville.”

Ice fills your veins. Serah wouldn't do that to you. Would she shake the dust out of you just to fly around for a bit? No, she wouldn't.

But Dotti would.

“Oh, shit!” you shriek. “I'm so fucked!”

You need to give Serah a reason to forbid Dotti from grabbing you in her teeth and shaking all the dust out of you. You need to remember your magic lessons!

What classes do you remember best? And what would Serah value most?

-Space-Time 201: Inventory Magic and You
-Godmothering 103: An Enchanting Evening
-Geas 202: The Art of the Deal

>>982245
>Space-Time 201: Inventory Magic and You

Because you can ALWAYS use a portable closet for all your nice things! Keeps your dresses ironed out, any emergency snacks fresh, and drinks cold!

And maybe at one point you were hoping you could make a little place to hide away from the world every now and again when one of those moods hit you.

Computer Science 202
Godmothering 103. Temporary transformation magic always has the right tool for the job, at least until midnight.

Space-Time is by far the most useful in an everyday way, and something you've probably kept up with yourself.

-Geas 202: The Art of the Deal

When you have high enough charisma, you can convince people to do [i]anything![/b]

Plus, Sorcerers and Bards use Charisma for spellcasting, right?

>>982254
no that is Geas class, the 'force people to do things' class not the convince them class. Doti is probably too magical to be vulnerable to that.
Space-Time 201 sounds the most regularly useful and therefor the most remembered, because it was used.

>>982245
>The art of the deal
... PUOTFL (Pushing Up On The Floor).
The more manipulative you act around Sarah, the less she'll trust you. Eventually she'll trigger her aristocratic paranoia and kick you out entirely. Most aristocrats learn to sense motive due to the backstabbing nature of their neighborhood community.

>An Enchanting Evening
That seems to be more of Sarah's job, with her alchemy and enchanting skills.

>Inventory Magic And You
This one, definitely. Bags of holding are expensive, even for nobility, and few hammerspaces can use themselves in combat. Keeping everything in one piece without jumbling around will make you essential personnel, especially if you're the one holding all of Sarah's spare clothes when she has a wardrobe malfunction.

Art of the deal makes the most sense, especially since we've strung Serah along with some crazy ideas, and even managed to convince her to leave Dotti behind.

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“Look, I don't care how fucked you are, later, you're still naked now,” says the gnelf. “Do you want all those dresses or not?”

You hold all those dresses in your arms lovingly. You really, really, really want them. And Serah totally has the money.

But...

What if Serah's really, really mad at you for messing up the godmother spell and still (wrongly!) blames you for the mutagen mess-up? What if she regrets signing that contract? What if she gets a rite of rescission?

What if she likes Dotti more than you?

“You're more than a flight spell. You are, you are, you are!” you tell yourself nervously. “You were, like, number one in that class on shoving things in tight places. You're fine, babe. You're fine.”

You remember that all-nighter you pulled in Space-Time 201: Inventory Magic and You. It wasn't for a test, but because you desperately needed to fit a pony keg in your cleavage.

Your inventory space increases tremendously!

You can now carry up to 87 lb (39.4 kg) with no ill effects. Larger objects require more of your fairy dust to store and retrieve. You cannot access your inventory at all if you do not have enough fairy dust.

“I'm taking these dragonscale undies and the cheapest dress you have,” you say, and it's the most painful thing you've had to do all day. You slip on the undies unceremoniously, and take the shimmering shift the gnelf offers you. “I'm totally going to set it on fire at some point when I push myself too hard or whatever.”

“Wow,” the gnelf says. “How did you get cursed like that? You dim bulbs are supposed to understand magic at least a little. You really catch on fire just by flying too fast or thinking too hard?”

You grit your teeth. You are not stupid. “That, or you could just keep running your pint-sized mouth, bitch.”

“Ooh, is this happening? I really hope so.” the gnelf leans forward in her seat, teeth glimmering from beneath her ridiculous hat. “Come on, you crack-fueled tree ornament. Call me pint-sized one more time. See what happens.”

You're about to give the gnelf a piece of your mind, but the door to the shop opens up loudly, and Serah steps out.

Your rub your eyes in disbelief.

She looks like a real adventurer.

“Oh, it's you,” she says, looking at your flightless glowing body surrounded by fancy little dresses and lingerie, strewn on the sidewalk. She is clearly not surprised. She gives her skirt a tug. “I'm going back to the guild. I don't care if you go out and party.”

Your ears perk up at the word party.

But what's a party without friends?

“I... can't really fly right now,” you say, shuffling your feet on a brick. “...Could you please give me a lift?”

Serah sighs, holds out her hand and you hop aboard. She sets you on her shoulder and looks at the gnelf with a tired expression, and when she speaks, her voice changes somehow. “Miss Venmiphi, thank you for your assistance. I will pay for whatever inconvenience you may have suffered on my behalf.”

The gnelf hops to her feet and gives a deep curtsy. “Your generosity humbles me, Lady Kensington. My shop's door is forever open to you and yours.”

You want to get in the last word, but you're almost swept off Serah's shoulder when she whips around to leave. You ride on her shoulder in silence.

You hate silence.

“I remembered how to carry more stuff!” you tell Serah helpfully.

More silence.

“I can carry up to eighty-seven pounds! Now you don't have to worry about losing your reagents!”

Even more silence.

“...Are you mad at me?”

“Mad? Mad?” Serah stops. Her voice is ice-cold. “You said that spell would last until midnight. I was nearly stripped naked in the streets because of you! How can I trust a single piece of advice you give me now? How can I trust that my fairy has any idea what she's doing?”

Just confess that you are the worst fairy in the world and that you need Serah's help to be a better fairy more than serah needs your help to be a better adventurer. you dont want to be labeled as an outcast again, but you dont know how..

The truth hurts, but it is better to admit it than live this lie further.

>>982380
>You remember that all-nighter you pulled in Space-Time 201: Inventory Magic and You. It wasn't for a test, but because you desperately needed to fit a pony keg in your cleavage.

Talk about priorities...

Tell her you will go over your school notes and remember more stuff and become useful to her. You're kindof crap right now just because you're out of practice, that's all.

>>982380

Welp, time to apologize and own up to our mistakes.

"Look, I'm sorry. I was hoping the mutagens would give you cool magic adventurer powers, I didn't mean to embarrass you or make you feel uncomfortable. It's why I drank the one that set me on fire, I was hoping it would show that I'm willing to do what you're willing to do. And if it helps... I was a hair's breadth away from being completely naked myself. That dragon mutagen damn near burned off my clothes and left me in my birthday suit, save for my fairy glow."

Just sit on her shoulder and don't snip back at her.

Be sure to cry a lot whenever you say whatever it is you say. Like, full-on uglycry so she feels bad for you.

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You take a big, deep breath and wind up for a helluva comeback.

Does Serah want some grand apology, where you throw yourself down and beg for forgiveness? Is that what she wants? To see you grovel? Cry so hard you uglycry and use your wings for tissues? Well, you're better than that! You're awesome and smart and magical and everyone wants a piece of this!

Except that's not how the last few days have played out at all.

You kind of suck.

You let out that big, long breath and decide instead to nestle against Serah's neck.

“I'm not used to sucking this bad, okay?” you mutter. “I was just really happy you liked the dress I made for you. I didn't know it would wear off that fast. I really tried hard. I really, really did.”

Serah keeps walking, and this time the silence is a little less agonizing.

“And maybe I should have helped with the mutagens. I was kind of half asleep when I asked you to make them, and I was hoping they'd give you awesome new powers and stuff, not mess you up and embarrass you.

“If it makes you feel better, I was totally streaking back there,” you giggle softly. “I burned off all my clothes trying to keep up with you. It was just me and my glowy bits for three blocks.”

“Nobody can see your glowy bits anyway,” Serah grumbles.

“You asking?”

“No!”

You giggle again.

Another block passes in silence. Serah shrugs her shoulder, and you nestle tighter.

“I just want to help,” you say frumpily. “I know I'm really out of practice and forgotten way too much, but I can do so much better. I'm used to be really, really good at some really, really cool stuff, even before I started partying all the time. I just haven't had anyone willing to let me try, until you came along.

“So... I'm sorry. I'm really, really, really, really sorry.”

Serah takes a long time to answer, but when she does, it's a doozy.

“Can fairies lie?”

“Uh. Ew?” You stick out your tongue. “Why are you asking?”

“Just answer.”

“Yeesh,” you shudder. “Yes, but it's gross. That's like me asking you if you can take a dump in the street over there. It's horrible and icky and will probably get you kicked out of polite society forever.”

“Then say it again. And tell me what you are going to do better tomorrow.”

“I'm not a bellman.” You roll your eyes. “I don't need to say it three times for it to be true.”

“Do it anyway,” Serah says.

You grumble. “Fine. I'm sorry. Really sorry. From the bottom of my glowy little heart. And I'm going to get up at the cock's crow tomorrow and practice my magic until sundown.”

“Sunup to sundown?” Serah titters. “I'm starting to see how fairies think. You could cast one spell an hour, or even just one at sunup and one at sundown, and you'd be telling the truth.”

“Uh...” you gulp.

“You can do better than that,” Serah says forcefully. “I want you to practice until you've wrung every little bit of magic out of your system. That's how I'll know you actually want to help me, and you're not just mooching off me for fancy clothes.”

“Um...” you flutter your wings nervously. “Every little bit?”

“Every bit!”

“Can't I-”

“No!”

“All right!” you shout. “Tomorrow I promise I'll practice until I'm totally, one hundred percent dustless! There! Are you happy?!”

“No, but it's a start.”