Shion Uzuki

Making your selection, you lick your lips as you envision your soon-to-be plaything: Shion Uzuki. To you, nothing is sexier than her silky orange hair and her big green eyes, those cute glasses and her tight skirt... You've spent many happy hours just watching her tight little ass wiggle as you send her running around the screen, and you love the cute way she runs, arms drawn slightly up, in those hot heeled boots.

The world disappears into darkness, as the simulation begins to form. After a time of falling through nothingness, you feel cold, hard metal beneath your feet, and ambient music fills the air; you think for a moment you're still in the 'in between' of the game, but then you notice tiny pinpricks of light in the darkness. You're standing before a large window that affords you a spacious view of... Well, space. Before your eyes are countless glittering jewels, but your attention is immediately drawn to the brightest jewel of them all, who's currently sitting alone at the empty bar.

Shion Uzuki is there, chin propped up on one hand; she seems to be staring at nothing in particular, and she looks dispirited. You know, as her biggest fan, that she's prone to getting maudlin while drunk, and with no other friends on this ship besides that wuss Allen...

You make your way over to her, seizing the chance while the two of you are alone. Sliding onto the stool next to her, you take a moment to study her profile before you smile and ask "Mind if I sit here?"

"Mm..." Shion turns to look at you, her silken hair swishing softly against her back and shoulders; you know immediately that she's drunk, from her slightly unfocused eyes to the faint flush that's spread across her cheeks. As she takes a second look at you, the blush deepens attractively, and you can feel yourself already reacting to how cute she is.

Shion glances down, fidgeting with the hem of her miniskirt, and you let your eyes drop as she crosses her legs; you find the movement unconsciously sexy, displaying those perfect slender legs encased in those sheer dark-purple stockings, and you're suddenly imagining pulling those stockings off slowly, slowly, revealing smooth hairless legs and dainty feet--

"My name's Shion Uzuki," she says at last, her voice soft and slightly wobbly from her drink. "I... I don't think I've seen you before?"

"No, I'm new," you say with a smile, and Shion returns your smile with one of her own. She pushes her glasses back of her nose with one index finger, and you find the move so unbearably cute that it's almost a shock when she leans in towards you and your eyes are drawn to the jiggle of her breasts. The uniform top is exceptionally fitted, and her breasts seem to be even larger than you'd imagine; not massively disproportionate, but Shion's rack was now among the best you'd ever seen. As she leans in towards you her fabric-covered breasts nearly brush the front of your chest, as she smiles welcomingly and coos "Nice to meet you, then."