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She could hardly catch her breath, the magical void felt as though it had sucked both her strength and air from her body. The transformed person, calling of herself Lady Stalker could not hear the words from the women before her for the first few moments, but the ponygirl turned women steadied herself once again from sheer force of will and her pride as she stood. As her eyes, the hues not of the ones she was born gazed to her, she would admit within her mind as she gazed to the strange exotic stranger before her was lovely, but her inner parts warned her, this women she had traveled across time and space to see could be dangerous if angered.

Fortunately, Ladys arival did not stir no wrath or anger, but a calm and steady response, the women had expected her. Even after the ponygirl so bluntly stated the term of "witch" in her descriptions she had heard did not rouse her anger. She sat along her seat, looking to the outworlder calmly that she was many things, and that was indeed one. That indeed, her shop catered to the wishes of those who came, for a price.

"Give me back my normal life, or at least rid me of this suit!" the proud women asked, she did not dare show the exhaustion the magics she poured from herself to come to this strange shop. She risked to much to come here, her pride alone would not alow her to show weakness, she came here to demand her freedom and life anew

But alas, the asian beauty shut the small paper fan within her grasp, resting it along her seat, stating she could not. The risks past her mind, Lady began to glare to the women, her voice near steps from a shout as she exlaimed of her wish once more, but the women, who would ask she be called Yuko, said she could not. THe latex bound women, in a fit of desperation and anger, began tugging at her suit, its form unmoving from her person demanding the witch to answer her one wish for any price she willingly would give

"It is your Hitsuzen, a persons fate can be made. There are no coincedences. You were ment to be as you are, as she is ment to be a part of you. You fear your destiny, which in many ways, is what she represents to you"

Lady would not hear of it though, she stated that the living outfit that entraps her was no less then a parasite, that they were nothing. That she would never accept the fate this women claimed was hers...even with the fridged chill, tantalizing its way through her spine upon the womens everseeing eyes..

Hehe ^>^ for those of you unsure, the "witch" lady has meet here, tis one Yuko Ichihara, of the clamp published japanese comics, Xxxholic. Lady had heard from some of her magical sources the witch who would grant any wish, sadly though. It seems miss Yuko will not grant of this wish, bugger for lady stalker..

The reason behind this craft tis a bit do to brother anmorph, he rather suggested of this series to me. Rather relunctaint I am at first because it appears a bit..grim for my tastes, but it has rather grown upon me

Yuko Ichihara, Xxxholic (c) clamp
lady Stalker (c) myself

Description
She could hardly catch her breath, the magical void felt as though it had sucked both her strength and air from her body. The transformed person, calling of herself Lady Stalker could not hear the words from the women before her for the first few moments, but the ponygirl turned women steadied herself once again from sheer force of will and her pride as she stood. As her eyes, the hues not of the ones she was born gazed to her, she would admit within her mind as she gazed to the strange exotic stranger before her was lovely, but her inner parts warned her, this women she had traveled across time and space to see could be dangerous if angered.

Fortunately, Ladys arival did not stir no wrath or anger, but a calm and steady response, the women had expected her. Even after the ponygirl so bluntly stated the term of "witch" in her descriptions she had heard did not rouse her anger. She sat along her seat, looking to the outworlder calmly that she was many things, and that was indeed one. That indeed, her shop catered to the wishes of those who came, for a price.

"Give me back my normal life, or at least rid me of this suit!" the proud women asked, she did not dare show the exhaustion the magics she poured from herself to come to this strange shop. She risked to much to come here, her pride alone would not alow her to show weakness, she came here to demand her freedom and life anew

But alas, the asian beauty shut the small paper fan within her grasp, resting it along her seat, stating she could not. The risks past her mind, Lady began to glare to the women, her voice near steps from a shout as she exlaimed of her wish once more, but the women, who would ask she be called Yuko, said she could not. THe latex bound women, in a fit of desperation and anger, began tugging at her suit, its form unmoving from her person demanding the witch to answer her one wish for any price she willingly would give

"It is your Hitsuzen, a persons fate can be made. There are no coincedences. You were ment to be as you are, as she is ment to be a part of you. You fear your destiny, which in many ways, is what she represents to you"

Lady would not hear of it though, she stated that the living outfit that entraps her was no less then a parasite, that they were nothing. That she would never accept the fate this women claimed was hers...even with the fridged chill, tantalizing its way through her spine upon the womens everseeing eyes..

Hehe ^>^ for those of you unsure, the "witch" lady has meet here, tis one Yuko Ichihara, of the clamp published japanese comics, Xxxholic. Lady had heard from some of her magical sources the witch who would grant any wish, sadly though. It seems miss Yuko will not grant of this wish, bugger for lady stalker..

The reason behind this craft tis a bit do to brother anmorph, he rather suggested of this series to me. Rather relunctaint I am at first because it appears a bit..grim for my tastes, but it has rather grown upon me

Yuko Ichihara, Xxxholic (c) clamp
lady Stalker (c) myself