"I'll go with that colorful feather," you tell the gypsy woman. She nods and elegantly approaches the feather, returning to you with it in hand.
"Let us begin," she says, again seductively.
She begins to gracefully dance around you, elegantly waving the feather in alluring motions. Every once in a while, she would gently swipe the tip of the feather across your chin, neck, or forehead. You smile at this performance, becoming fixated on the prism-like feather. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice the gypsy slowly removing her gaudy apparel, such as her veil. Something in you makes you want to follow suit, so you begin removing your belt, vest, and necklace, leaving you in bare fur. You continue to stare at the feather, becoming engulfed in its spell. By this point, the gypsy ends her dance now that you have fallen into her feather's "magic". You are still aware of your surroundings, yet you feel that you'd rather not control your own body and let your companion do it for you. She speaks, though it's hard to comprehend what she's saying. Whatever it was, it urges you to lift your arms up and fold them behind your head.
Now that the preparations are complete, she advances to tickle your...
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