Hol' up there lassie.

"Hol' up there lassie."

You turn around, having just stepped though the gate with Mizuki right behind you. Or so you thought. The old watchman had held his spear across the way, barring your dark elf companion from entering.

"Eh?" She stopped, her long elven ears twitching a little, sending the rings jingling slightly. The sudden stop also made her large, round bosom bounce around and wobble, barely contained in that bikini top that she had the audacity to call armour. Still, it didn't stop you from staring.

"We've 'ad reports about a buxom young lass with pointy ears." He continued, his free hand once again scratching at his wiry grey mutton chops. "An' I reckon you might be causin' trouble."

Mizuki smirked at the old man, her bright pink eyes glancing over at you for an instant before they settled on the gatekeeper. "I'm harmless!" She said, planting her hands on those wide, scarcely clothed hips of hers. This motion just made her tits wobble around all the more, and you thought for a moment that they might just spill out of that top.

The guard noticed too. He sucked on his teeth and huffed hot air from his nose, a wry smile creeping onto his face. "Well lassie, I tells ya' what, you make an old fella's day and I'll let ya' in."

"Hold on a second!" You start, stepping toward the gate, but the guard gives you a warning glance, his grip on his spear visibly tightening.

"Well I suppose that's fair." She said with a shrug, her breasts wobbling once more. She was so toned across the rest of her body that all the wobble appeared to be stored in her caramel shaded tits. And her ass. Not that you've been looking.

"Good girl, now..."