Stockings → Vulgar Slut's Womb Tattoo : Exit - Sexually Deprived and Exceptionally Depraved

I have an idea. A most horrible, naughty idea. I'm hardly needing these silly stockings anymore so...I select it and then simply... Imagine. Daydream. Think and will and let this wonderful magical device do what it will with me.

Ah~

I feel its magic inscribe something onto my body, just above my womanhood. It tingles pleasurably, electrifying my senses. A shocking warmth or ****, giddy need overcomes me and ah- I- aah~

I let out a loud, proud scream of ecstacy and want as my hand drives itself desperately between my legs. I do my best to pretend it's a nice hard cock as it slides in and out. In and out. Before I know it, the device clatters forgotten to the ground as both hands focus on my need. The mounting pleasure builds and builds, my stupid slutty head too busy speaking its thrills to care for anything else. My body heaves with pleasure and I nearly fall backward onto the ground, just barely catching my self with my hands. The phone rests on the step of the shelter in front of me, its display giving me a wonderful view of the rose painted above my moist and leaky snatch.

Ah... ha... I breath in, and out, and in, and out, panting like a bitch as I take in my sexy, depraved form.

Ah... ha... it Exited. Oops. Oh well... I'm definitely, mhm... satisfied.

A sexy young woman with massive tits, the symbol of the local brothel painted into her skin.

Fuck it feels good to let loose like this. Months of anticipation and buildup, listening to Arma fuck her way through the maids, and get fucked by our guest, pretending so dutifully to be a charming little flower.... Ah~ if only I'd the courage to act out like this sooner.

Eventually, my mind collects itself and I look down amongst my discarded clothes to find... the magical device is gone? Eh? Perplexed, I lift up my dress and shake it. Peer through my panties, and even double-check my bra and corset and everything else I can think of but I simply cannot find...

...find...

...it in me to put them back on. Edging my needy little snatch for so long was fun but I'm still not satisfied. I need more. An audience? An audience. And someone to watch, too, maybe. Licking my lips, I teeter to my wobbly feet, hands rubbing my favorite tattoo as the tingles continue to shoot through my flesh. Oh no~ what if someone sees me, the Second Princess of Armelia, in such a state? Oh no, oh no, oh dear~

With a devilish smile, I start down the path toward the down, completely unashamed of my nudity and eager to find an audience for the... climax of my show. I giggle at the thought of it.

(masochistic cuckqueen*, princess' sister*, tied-up pink hair, choker, shamelessly nude*, surprised expression, massive breasts, dazzling tiara, vulgar slut's womb tattoo, exhibitionist*, sitting outside with legs wide open)
*: This phrase is "locked" - it can still be changed, but Cheryl herself will not consciously replace it, and the preference is to modify other things.

[Change Score: 10 / 10. 36% Princess; 33% Masochistic Cuckqueen, 31% Exhibitionist, 0% baseline Cheryl.]
But if we look at the keyphrases, it's more like...
[Pink Hair, Dazzling Tiara, Princess' Sister = 30% princess.]
[Masochistic Cuckqueen, Choker, Shamelessly Nude, Massive Breasts, Vulgar Slut's Womb Tattoo, Exhibitionist, Sitting Outside with Legs Wide Open = 70% mega-thot.]