"This is fucking bullshit..."

Natsu hissed as she stood before the closed door of Sabertooth's Guild Master, who bad been the one to torture her in this shitty maid outfit! Sting had allowed fans and visitors to enter the vast guild headquarters, in order to talk with their favorite wizards and idols. Sadly for Natsu, she had been caught in the middle! Now she was stuck in a fucking maid outfit and having to talk with those fucking annoying ass people. Unlike most maid outfits, the edges were decorated brilliant white fur and abruptly cut off at her hips. Only a pair of black underwear made her decent. Thigh high boots and fishnets decorated her legs as she glanced down at the slit for the voluptuous breasts that most women bore when wearing them... yet her entire chest area had been flat. With a growl, Natsu began to literally steam as she kicked the door open.

"I am going to wring your throat, Eucliffe!" She hissed, dropping the forced friendly attitude as her amber eyes glaring heatedly at him. Pulling at the furred edges of her skirt while she diverted her attention to the floor. Finally, she stomped over to him and slammed her hands on his desk. "How dare you make me wear this slutty outfit and be nice to those assholes! My thighs are exposed!! D-Do you know how many catcalls I got?!" She shrieked, her face aflame as she turned to the side and pouted.

She would shift ever so faintly beneath the thick covers as she attempted to adjust to the heat receding from around her form. Unconsciously she tilted her head to the side, leaning into his kiss. “Nngh…” A minute, soft groan escaped her parted lips as she began to shift; rolling over as her tired eyes fluttered open previously wild amber irises had been subdued and calmed by the soothing realm of sleep. A tired and exhausted smile graced her tanned features as she giggled softly.