Chapter #10Proper Attire by: Sellet   Deciding you did not wish to parade topless into the town, you offer the lady your apples. She happily leads you to a basket containing a number of dully colored berries. After pouring the contents of your shirt into the container, she produces a small coin pouch from her sleeve and drops seven coins into your hand. The purse could not have held much more than that, so you do not press for a better price.
"Thank ya very much! I can't wait to show my husband, we'll make great use of these."
With that, the lady gathers up her basket and scurries off before you even get her name. You undo the knots in your shirt and put it back over your head. After pulling it tight, you decide one of the first things you should get is more suitable top wear. You discard the stick and clutch the coins tightly in your hand. The village should be less than an hour away. You will arrive well before nightfall.
This place is much larger than your home town. Many buildings made from a variety of materials stood two or three stories high. People milled about the streets, talking and going about their business. A few stare making you self-conscious, though none stop or question you. This place has a number of stores, so you look for one that could help you. A women's clothing boutique draws your attention. Inside the window are several fancy brassieres that look quite comfortable.
Inside the store is filled with dresses and skirts along with selections of uncut cloth. A elderly woman peers over her glasses and regards you with a serious expression.
"Hello there. How can I help you today?"
"Hi, I'm looking for something that can give me more support while traveling."
"Hmm, I see. That must be a challenge for you. Let me see what I can do."
The woman beckons you over. When you step up, she places her hands on your breasts and you flinch slightly from her cold touch. She tuts and thinks for a moment.
"I can make you something suitable, but it will require quite a bit of material. What is your budget?"
"Not much, honestly."
"Rgh, let me see what I can do then. Give me a moment."
The woman shuffles away to another room. While she is away, you step up to a wooden dummy in an elegant white dress. The silky material feels nice under your fingertips. You find yourself wondering what it would be like to wear something like this. Well, not this exactly. Your great behind would certainly rip this dress to shreds if you tried to put it on. Still, you certainly had the form to wear something in this style.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the return of the store keeper. You face her and see she carries a plain white bra made with enormous cups. She holds it up to your chest and nods.
"This will not be a perfect fit, but better than nothing. I have been stuck with this for some time, so I'll let you take it for three copper."
Almost half of your meager funds! You open your hand and show her the pile of coins.
"I really need to make this last. Could you possibly let me have it for just two?"
The woman scowls, but takes two of the coins from you while placing the bra in your open hand.
"Now get out of here. I have serious work to get done."
She turns on her heels and moves over to a desk with sewing materials spread on it. You awkwardly mutter a thanks and walk to a dressing screen. Striping your shirt once again you pull the bra up to your chest. It is a struggle to tie the strings behind your back, but you eventually manage. As big as your new purchase is, your bosom is still packed in a bit tightly. Moving around shows that jiggling movement is now under control. However, once you put your shirt back on, you realize your breasts are being supported further off your chest. This lifts your shirt up a bit revealing your belly button. A bit annoying, but better than chaffing. Now to get out of here. The lady kept shooting you annoyed glaces and you had no desire to deal with her further.
Back on the street daylight is burning away. You walk along aimlessly, thinking about your next move, when a man stands in your path. You blink at him. He is a short well dressed man with dark hair. His long mustache sticks off the side of his face, suspended in air somehow. He has a big smile and confident posture that matches his voice as he speaks to you.
"Good evening miss. My name is Elias and I can't help but notice you are new in town. I can't remember the last time we had a centaur lady pass through Shurestone. Something tells me you are in need of money and I think I may be able to help you with that."
"Hi there. My name is Teiss and I may be interested. What are you offering?"
That's right! Teiss had been the name given to you by Myra. However you had forgotten that, until you naturally said it out loud. There were deeper aspects to Myra's change you still did not understand.
"Well miss Teiss, I run the best tavern in this old city. Ask anyone around! I am always in search of beautiful girls to help draw in and serve more clients. You are more than I could hope for! Would you have any interest in working for me for a while? Of course you can leave whenever you like. I often have girls who are passing through work for a few days before they move on. So what do you say? On top of payment, I can also offer a room for the duration of your stay."
You a tavern wench? That certainly sounded like an easy way to make some money, but you know they are not exactly treated with respect at the best of times. Your male pride told you this was certainly beneath you. You are an adventurer! Surely there is someone in town that needs someone who can use a sword. Though you are even more uncertain of those old skills with your voluptuous body. Maybe you could find a band traveling west. If you took up with a group, you could pool resources and work together as you travel.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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