Mace

Your gaze meets the deep pools of brown that are the eyes looking you over. They belong to a very sexy woman with smooth light brown skin, a mop of curly dark hair on their head, sides shaved, visible data ports on their temples, wearing deep crimson leather pants, a black mesh top, under which a leather halter top that matches the pants. A pair of black motorcycle boots, a huge handled revolver at their hip, and a katana on their back complete their look. A smirk hits their mouth as they notice you eyeing them. They crumple the can they were drinking from and toss it into a garbage can roughly ten meters away, and head your way.

“Can I help you?” You ask as they arrive. You can’t help but look them over, your eyes lingering on the rather large bulge in their pants.

“Oh ya, it’s big.” The smile widens, “They call me Mace, I’m a muscle for hire.” A little sniffle, their nose wrinkles, it’s kinda cute. “You’re new, I’ve never seen you before. Adept, right?”

“Ya.” You answer simply.

“Between missions myself, was kinda looking to hook up, you’re pretty damned sexy for a little trap.”

“A trap?”

“You know, looks like a girl but isn’t. A trap. I like to think of myself more as a full on Futa, Japanese term I think, I’m not sure it’s exactly accurate as I don’t have a pussy hiding under my cock, but I like the way it sounds. Heh, Futa, sounds kinda ominous, right? What’s your name? What do they call you?”

You can’t help but laugh a little chuckle, “I’m Aurora, and I’m not a trap, I’m just an ordinary girl.”

“Bullshit.” Mace says smiling. “Why are your tits so small? I mean you’ve got a great ass, banging legs, hell your body is hot as hell, but it screams, trap, tiny penis on board, hell I started the game looking a lot like that myself. Then I decided I would just be the girl I want to be with a nice fat fun stick for people to ride on.”

“Jesus, does everyone talk like that? No kind of tact, or I don’t know, subtlety?”

She shrugs, “Meh, this place is full of all sorts of folks. Me, I like being just like my name implies, I hit ya in the face like a freaking mace. Boom.” She laughs a bit, with a huge satisfied grin, pleased with her well used rhyme. Then after a sniffle and rubbing her nostril with her thumb, “I dunno, what do you think, Aurora, wanna ride?” She points at her crotch, smile beaming. You have to admit, she is pretty damned good looking, but probably not a genius.