Art by runningtoaster
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Like Clockwork - Maid by the Minute
“Be
right there!” Kenny shouted as he heard the chime of the doorbell,
indicating that someone had entered his shop. The upper middle aged man
put down the clock he had been fixing before walking towards the front
counter. What he saw caused his jaws to drop as he stared at the beauty
of the hourglass woman in front of him. He recognized her instantly,
after all what clock maker wouldn’t.
“Kenny
Schuit,” Lady Lavini said with gravitas in her melodious voice. “We have
a quest for you.” Up close, the hourglass priestess’ beauty left him
almost speechless. It didn’t help that she was soon joined by two other
priestesses and seeing the three side by side up close was a surreal
sight. There was Akita, whose tight body suit left little to the
imagination, even if the lit up numbers were bit disconcerting. Then
there was Bridget, the metallic ballerina priestess who moved like a
clockwork doll, yet still graceful as any dancer. He often had wondered
how their bodies worked. What DID the boobs... err… numbers in Akita’s
chest even mean? And why did Bridget’s cog skirt spin around her booty…
er.. body?
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