Yang commits to her journey to Mistral

While Yang wishes she could have one last therapy session to discuss her dream, her path forward has been set. There is no time to look back now. Yang takes a shower and heads off into the unknown.

Soon after she docks in Mistral, Yang feels like something is amiss. The feeling doesn't truly sink in until the night. She would lay awake in bed, afraid that going to sleep would lead to another more aggressive sexual fantasy about Summer.

This paranoia would stay with Yang for at least a week. Erotic dreams did not come to her but the loss of sleep took a toll.

Eventually, she got over her fear of wet dreams. Her nights were lonely however. Yang would hate watching the sun go down as it would mean another night of waiting for daybreak with nothing to do. Travelling frequently meant staying in a lot of cheap hotels. There was never anything to watch on TV (unless you wanted depressing news). Plus, the signal on her scroll would suck if she was staying anywhere remote.

While staying at Higanbana village, Yang found herself mindlessly scrolling through TV channels until she reached the adult movie section. She paused after seeing the offer for complete access to a selection of adult films for a cheap price. Yang couldn't resist the temptation to take a look.

She sat in the corner of her bed gently stroking her cock as she gravitated towards the film titled “Never to meet again". It was a vintage porno set on a ranch showing a couple making love on a pile of hay before their inevitable separation as the men of Mistral would be drafted for the Great War the next day.

Yang used her robotic arm to play with her pussy while tugging hard on her dick with her left hand. Yang had already ejaculated on herself before the film had finished but watched all the way until the end. This was the best wanking session she's had in months.

Yang has discovered the best way to please herself was to copy the method from her night at Higanbana. She got back into the groove of touching herself. The problem was using her left hand still required a lot of work to finish, which sometimes made masturbating feel like a chore. It's not that she needed to ejaculate every session; pussy play gave her plenty of thrills. It's that she wanted to ejaculate every session.

One night, she took a walk in the commercial district while staying in the outskirts of Mistral's capital. She had a few sights she wanted to see before going on her hunt for the Branwen tribe in the capital. Though tonight, Yang was interested in shopping... in a sex shop.

Yang was tired of working so hard to jack off with her left hand and wanted to buy an onahole. Yang tried to hide the onahole she was buying from the other girls (presumably futanari) watching her shop- if one of them were to come over, Yang knew she wouldn't say no to a fling.

Yang did not want to fall back into her old habits of sleeping around. She made her purchase and left as soon as she could.

Greased up with lube, Yang went to town on her onahole! It felt great to have a sex toy she could use with both hands. Predictably, this wouldn't be enough for her for long...

Yang needed to go searching in the seedy underbelly of Mistral's capital for intel on Branwen tribe's location. They have dealings in black market goods with many shady folks there. Her best route would be reaching out to the criminal syndicate known as Spider. Their network had eyes everywhere. Even with limited money on hand, Yang felt tempted to visit one of the many brothels around lower Mistral. She powered her way through the dingy streets to detach herself from these thoughts.

She ended up finding a spider's web pattern etched into the wall of one particular building- this was the spot. Yang sat down on the first table with an open seat that she could find inside. It was a busy bar with many people moving around. Plenty of hot girls too...

The lady on the table next to her had a spider web tattoo. Yang gentility interrupted her conversation to ask where could find intel on the Branwen tribe's location. The lady tilted her head in the direction of a plump woman seated dead centre in alignment with the bar's entrance flanked by two bodyguards.

Yang quietly told them thanks and approached the plump woman's table. The plump woman held her hand up to halt Yang while she was writing something in a large book. Yang got a good view of her cleavage thanks to their seat being so low. The plump woman closed her book and raised her head.

"Lil' Miss Malachite, how may I be of service?" she says.

"I am looking for intel on the Branwen tribe's location," Yang answered.

Lil' Miss Malachite looks Yang up and down.

"Are you sure that's all you want?" Lil Miss replies suggestively.

Yang looks down at herself once Lil Miss’ eyes drift down to her crotch. Yang has a noticeable bulge in her pants which she wasn't conscious of.

"I'm sorry!" Yang pleads as she covers her bulge with her hands.

"No-no! I'm not here to judge! We have plenty of girls that are willing to service clientele like yourself," Lil’ Miss jokes. "Grab a brochure and a menu for the big girl while I make a few phone calls," Lil’ Miss tells her female bodyguard to the left of her.

The female bodyguard blushes as she covers her face. She turns away to fetch what Lil’ Miss asks for. Yang slithers away and takes a seat in the far corner of the bar where she first sat.

Yang could easily die of embarrassment...

If the Malachite twins were to find out she popped a boner in front of their mother or if Lil’ Miss learned that she beat up her daughters, she was done for! How she supposed to know that Spider was being run by the mother of the Malachite twins?!

The female bodyguard drops a brochure and menu in front of Yang at her table a minute later.

"Lil’ Miss told me to take your order. If you see anything you like, let me know," the bodyguard says flirtatiously.

Yang nods her head. She wasn't particularly hungry... but she was thirsty. She reached for the brochure first. Yang holds her hand above the brochure thinking to herself how could she come so far yet regress so quickly? She would just take a peek. Think of it as just window shopping! It's no big deal...

The first page is littered with pictures of busty babes. Yang quickly takes the brochure of the table and holds it close to her chest. She looks left and right to check that no one else is watching her. Everyone seems to be going about their own business.

Thus, Yang opens the brochure to feast her eyes on mouth-watering escort profiles. She doesn't read through any of their descriptions and shuffles to the next page. More of the tantalising sugar babes are shown on offer. Yang just takes a skim over their descriptions. This is just window shopping so it wouldn't hurt to take a look, right?

But on page 3, one profile immediately catches Yang's attention. It has no picture- just a question mark and a description:

"Dreamgirl- capable of taking the shape of your desire. Simply show her a picture and her unique semblance will allow your dreams to come true. Sleep with anyone you can imagine!"

The description of an illusion semblance immediately reminded her of Emerald. Yang's mind flashes back to the day Ruby told her about Emerald's semblance after the fall of Beacon.

Yang's blood boils with anger, remembering how Emerald misled her into attacking Mercury live on television. Emerald ruined her chance of competing in the Vytal tournament finals. She worked alongside Cinder to destroy Beacon and the team Yang loved, leaving her broken. Emerald had to pay.

Yang waits patiently for the bodyguard to return to her table.

"Dreamgirl... I want Dreamgirl..." Yang tells her.

"Not a bad choice. Come back at around 10 o'clock. We'll call her in and set up a room for ya. You pay on the door. As for your intel, you'll need to pay up front. By tomorrow we can point you in the right direction," the bodyguard replies while holding out a tab.

Yang pays her fare and stomps out the bar before the bodyguard can ask her if she wants any food. Yang had no idea what she was going to do if she met Emerald again. She wanted to hurt her. She didn't mind paying for the night if she could punch her in the face and leave.

Yang anxiously awaited the fall of night to return to the bar. The female bodyguard walked Yang to the upper rooms in the bar used for sex work once she returned. Her fists clenched tightly as she followed the bodyguard to the room.

She opens the door for Yang to find Neopolitan seated inside in a pink, front-open nightdress. Nipples exposed, pussy out. Neopolitan stands with a gasp at the sight of Yang. Meanwhile, Yang was petrified. She just stood in the doorway like a deer in headlights gazing at Neopolitan.

"Don't be shy!" the female bodyguard tells Yang as she pushes her inside the room.

The bodyguard closes the door behind them, leaving Yang to figure out what she was going to do since she already paid for the night. Yang's demeanor softened.

"Hi..." she chanted softly across the room with a wave.

Yang felt sick to her stomach- she could see how monumentally stupid her decision making that led her up to this point has been. She was ready to beat up a prostitute because she thought they might be someone that screwed her over months ago based on their semblance.

Even if Emerald had turned to prostitution to make ends meet, did that justify beating her up? She could have ended up down on her luck or ditched by her boss after Beacon fell- just like Neopolitan (presumably).

Neopolitan sits down and crosses her legs. She looks to the wall, making a deep sigh. Neopolitan then looks back towards Yang and pats her hand on the bedside next to her.

"You don't... have a problem with serving me?" Yang asks anxiously.

Neopolitan shakes her head. Plenty of seemingly upstanding folk pass through the Spider's web everyday. Approaching timidly, Yang sits next to Neopolitan. She can hardly look in their direction with her nipples. This whole situation felt surreal.

"So... you work here?" Yang jokes to lighten the mood.

Neopolitan puts her hand on Yang's inner thigh, close to her crotch. Yang gets jumpy when Neopolitan caresses her groin.

"Wow! I haven't done this in a while!" Yang confesses as she faces Neopolitan.

Neopolitan smiles at her. She makes the shape of a picture frame using her fingers.

"You want me to show you a picture?" Yang asks timidly.

Neopolitan mouths a "yeah..." while rubbing Yang's thigh.