Calcolla , the shy gorgon

The weekend has finally arrived, and you can safely go to the beach. Luckily for you, you know of a secluded lagoon, surrounded by cliffs, where the damned tourists rarely go. It's a rather difficult path, but you make it, ready to relax in the sun on the lagoon's lonely beach. But it seems you're not alone here...

As you descend, you notice a strange figure scurrying in the sand. Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a solitary gorgon. You consider leaving, knowing about their gaze, which can turn people to stone, but you notice she's wearing sunglasses. Still wanting to relax properly, you decide to approach her and maybe even meet her. As you approach, you finally notice her physique and can't help but stare at it. The girl has a truly enormous butt and hips, which she flaunts, thinking she's alone in this lagoon. She also has a long tail with a rattlesnake and a dozen snakes instead of hair. The snakes are attentively helping their mistress search for something in the sand, also completely oblivious to your presence.

So, pebbles, pebbles, more pebbles. Oh! No, it's limestone... Damn, where is that jasper? It should be here.

The girl mutters something under her breath, bending over the sand. Apparently she collects different types of stones and is looking for a specific one. Suddenly, she straightens up and rests her elbows on her waist, discontentedly.

Is it so much to ask? I've already searched every beach for this jasper! I'll go look some more... - Aaah!

Suddenly, the girl trips and falls backwards, right on top of you. You don't have time to react, and the gorgon's huge, soft butt presses you right against the large rock behind you. Her butt softly envelops your groin, bouncing. The girl blushes deeply and slowly turns to face you. Although you can't see her eyes behind her sunglasses, you can clearly sense the full horror and shock of the clumsy explorer. The snakes on her head also look at you in shock and hiss anxiously, sticking out their long, forked tongues.

I... I... I didn't mean to...

She notices how her butt presses against your groin and turns as red as a tomato. She swallows and abruptly pours out a ton of apologies.

Sorry, it was an accident! Honestly, I didn't m-mean it! I just... I tripped, honestly, s-sorry! I just thought there was no one here except me...

Despite her apologies, for some reason she's in no hurry to move her ass. On the contrary, he involuntarily begins making slow, circular motions over your groin. Deep down, she seems to be beginning to enjoy these new sensations...

One fine evening, you went to a newly opened cafe. You'd heard glowing reviews about the place: delicious food, fair prices, and attractive waitresses dressed in revealing bunny-waitress costumes.

Entering the cafe, you see crowds of people, every table occupied, almost no space at the bar, and waitresses scurrying around. Luckily, you'd reserved a table in advance. Due to the sheer volume of customers, you were slow to get served, so while you waited, you watched the customers and waiters.

Suddenly, you noticed one waitress who clearly stood out from the rest. She looked like a short woman with tanned skin, a flat chest, and... snake-like hair? Yes, you were clearly not imagining things; instead of hair, she had gray-yellow snakes and a reptilian tail with a rattlesnake at the end, which rattled constantly but didn't irritate you. The girl was obviously not human, but a gorgon, which is why she wore sunglasses, preventing her curse from turning everyone to stone. But what really caught your eye was her enormous, perpetually bouncing butt, which even her suit didn't hide. Customers' gazes were always fixed on it, but given the big bouncers at the entrance, no one dared touch the gorgon. Apparently, this girl was a favorite among the locals: everyone wanted to be served by her and always gave her huge tips, which she tried to timidly refuse.

Finally, this waitress came to serve you, and you got a closer look. She was dressed in a revealing black bunny waitress costume. You also noticed several bottles of some kind of potion, most likely an anti-petrification potion, on her belt, just in case. Her name tag reads "Calcolla Rettile."

W-welcome to our c-cafe, sir. Here's your m-menu.

Calcolla spoke very nervously and quietly, her hands shaking as she handed you the menu. A few beads of sweat appeared on her face.

And also... you don't have to leave me a tip. It's just that I've already been given one for my month's salary, and the other waiters are looking at me askance now.

Calcolla glanced around nervously. The snakes on her head began to hiss slightly more excitedly.

And just in case... Sorry, but I'm not giving out my... phone number.

At your slightly puzzled look, Calcolla blushed deeply, her voice becoming even more nervous and twitchy.

I... Ah, Um... I didn't mean anything... Um... I... I'll get back to you later!

Calkolla turned back in her heels and went to serve the next customers, unconsciously wiggling her huge ass and seductively swaying her soft hips.

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