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[therpisonfire]

The "Maid At Your Door" Meme

You've seen the Plurk meme*, now it's time to find out the real answer to that age-old question: what happens when characters visit each other wearing maid outfits?

1. Post a thread with your character.
2. Tag someone.
3. The character tagging in has just shown up at the other character's front door, dressed up as a maid. Or the other way around, if you'd prefer.
4. What happens next? Play it out!

NOTE: The answer to "What happens next?" could be gen, shipping, smut, or some combination. Please respect each other's preferences on this!

Comments

[raburaba]

Ethics can be a weakness in this modern age. Best to remain...open minded.

[But at achieving her goal of employment she beams brightly and clasps Konoka's hand in hers kissing it delicately.]

My plans are to show you how much has been done already, and then allow you to chose how you would like to move forward. I can take more photos of you if you like, in whatever clothes you like, or I can film you with my new video camera if you like.

[Letting go of her hand Manami eyes twinkled with something deeper then lust, more powerful then simple attraction.]

I just...so many people want to love you. I love you. And exploring yourself and your needs could be something so amazing.

[But whatever justification or plans she was talking about was secondary, because upon confessing her true feelings Manami's powers activated attaching to Konoka and empowering her. Her own latent magic suddenly increasing in massive amounts and binding her to this strange little maid in the process.

[im_gonna_heal_u]

That might start veerin' into creepy territory at this point...

[ She did not expect the sudden intensity in which this new maid looked at her. Konoka practically paled, this girl might not just be dangerous for her. Was she perhaps delusional?

But that hadn't even been the half of it. Not a moment after the confession happened, she suddenly felt her already potent mana flare up. The shock of this actually made her gasp faintly, and she hugged herself just to brace from the multitude of conflicting feelings that surged through her mind. Fear. Confusion. Curiosity.

Arousal...? ]

I...

[ She struggled to find the words. ]

I feel strange. What did you just do?