"I'm sure they won't mind if I just take this. Its small and hardly noticeable" Gwyn quietly convinces herself as she approaches the line and grabs an incredibly short, frilly, pink skirt from the line.
Gingerly Gwyn strips off her ruined leather pants, and slips on her new pink skirt, a small blush dusting her cheeks as she gently pulls down at the frilly bottom of it. It’s much too small, for it can’t even cover the bottom of her rump. The bright pink fabric of her skirt contrasts rather brightly with her more mature jerkin and leather boots.
Despite how ridiculous she looks, Gwyn steels her resolve and makes her way directly towards the inn.
The rowdy talk and laughter of the busy inn can be heard from several blocks down the road, making it clear which building Gwyn needed to go to.
Gwyn stops infront of the door, and looks up to the sign, “The Tipsy Kitten”
With a deep breath, she puts both hands on the door and pushes it open. The noisy din of the building was only muffled by the door, and now is at full blast on Gwyn’s senestive ears.
Despite the audiable anarchy of the tavern, Gwyn walks inside, completely unnoticed by the diverse crowd. With eyes of wonder. Gwyn scans the large room of laughter and fun.
A large, blonde haired barbarian woman laughs with glee as she gives a painful looking noogie to a smaller dwarf woman who’s bright yellow panties covered with little white polka dots are glued over her face.
In another corner of the room, a game of strip poker between a dark elf, an orc, and a Fox-girl beastkin. Each one striped completely down to their panties, being a glittering pink thong, a pair of white panties with frilly pink trimming and with “Princess” printed boldly on the butt, and a pale orange pair of panties with little fox faces all over, in that respective order. The faces of each girl is a deep shade of crimson, each one supremely humiliated to be stripped down so far, but too prideful to back down of the game.
As Gwyn takes a seat at an empty table, she notices a certain energenic cat-girl skirting through the craziness of the inn. Her hair is a bright orange, which matches the color of the fur of her cute little cat ears and fluffy tail. The cat-girl would look like an average human if not for those two unique features. She is currently wearing a baby blue frilly dress that very much resembles a lewd maid outfit.
“Hello darrrrrling.” The cat-girl purrs whenever she pronounces an r, “What can I get you?” She asks as she pulls out a little pen and paper, clearly the barmaid of the place, hence the name of the tavern.
Gwyn places her gold coin on the table. “Just the meal of the night, and a room to go with it.”
The car girl eyes the coin and grins. “You’rrrrrre in luck, thererrre’a one room left, but you gotta sharrrrre it with me!” She giggles as she lifts up her skirt, exposing an adorable pair of baby blue panties covered with little white paw prints all over. She pulls the front of the waistband forward and fishes down her undies, and hands Gwyn a warm key.
“Be warrrrned cutie, I like to snuggle.” She says with a wink as she whisks the coin away with a swipe of her hand. “It’s the last door on the top floor, on your left when you get tired.” She says over her shoulder as she skirts back into the rest of the room to get the food.
Within a few minutes, a large bowl of soup is placed in front of Gwyn, who hungrily begins to eat it quick. And now with a full belly, she decides what to do next.
Option 1: She decides to go right to the job bulletin board for a quest, She is an adventurer after all.
Option 2: The tavern seems fun! Maybe there are some games to be played or pranks to be pulled!
Option 3: Well it is rather late, maybe heading in for a quick nap wouldn’t hurt.
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