Sally

You've just finished cashing out your items and are content with the trip, though you've noticed that Sally seems a teensy bit distracted. It's as you turn around to bid her farewell she seems to give a double take from your head to toe. She tugs her robe a bit before she speaks up.

"Oh--! Wait..!"

She blurts, leaning over the counter ergently.

You open your eyes only to find yourself taking in the familiar scents of candles and such... You've inexplicably waken up inside of Sally's shop! Even more bizarre, however, is the colossal tailor herself standing over you herself. With her hips sashaying left to right, her tail wiggled and wormed behind her... She was wearing nothing but a black bikini set that curtly covered her genitalia - yet, when it was on Sally's voluminous proportions it felt like they were hiding nothing at all...

"I see you're awake, sweetie~"

It was about 8 PM while you sat at your table in the tavern, soft, florescent lights coated your table and gave the brown, gravelly walls a orange shimmer, though there wasn't anyone here yet to share the scenery with you. That was until she finally arrived.

"Hey there, sugar. I appreciate you gettin' here early."

Sally comes walking towards you, her bubble butt and milk mounds incased by her blue denim and green sweater wobbling with each step she took. She stunted in front of you; reaching her left arm a little over and beside her head to give you a more unfiltered look at her cleavage.

"Say, do I look good? I just wanted to make sure before we got our date on."