Jeufufns
Star
- Joined
- Oct 22, 2015
Mirtiel slowly lowered her altitude, heading for one of the many alleys of piltover. She rather preferred landing in those, even if they were sometimes filled with the more hostile spectrum of people. A reason for this was her flight. Flight was a trait of her species and little other, often causing people to stare. Angels were also quite rare so she always felt uncomfortable bring the center of attention while landing.
Another reason for this, and probably the main reason, was her body. A body granting her all kinds of expressions, from admiration to jealousy, from revolted stares to looks of desire.
A body that caused her form to jiggle like crazy when she landed on the fround, her sheer weight combined with the impact causing her to make the earth shudder from her descent.
Why was this though, why was she such a spectacle to gaze upon, why would it be so interesting to see her land, why was she so heavy?
Well, the bulk of that would be attributed to heaving chest. Heaving as in, mountainous, a massive expanse of cleavage that quivered with every breath. Big as medicine balls, her brown corset barely managed to cover her nipples, most of her flesh visible. The fat teats created visible bulges in the fabric, thick as a wrist. Her waspish waist went down her flared hips, her leather pants tightly framing her rear, an alluring pair of orbs that would have eclipsed anything else in sight, hadn't it been for her breasts. The front of it bulged out heavily from her crotch, tented by her flaccid manhood. Even when flaccid, it packed quite the pound, reaching past her knees which ws quite an achievement with her long legs. Thick thighs and strong calfs completed the package, making her a true bombshell to gaze upon.
She adjusted her hair, her white pixie cut slightly disfigured by the wind, her golden eyes shining with warmth as she looked around. She had quite the mature face, diamond-shaped, feminine, beautiful even.
Another reason for this, and probably the main reason, was her body. A body granting her all kinds of expressions, from admiration to jealousy, from revolted stares to looks of desire.
A body that caused her form to jiggle like crazy when she landed on the fround, her sheer weight combined with the impact causing her to make the earth shudder from her descent.
Why was this though, why was she such a spectacle to gaze upon, why would it be so interesting to see her land, why was she so heavy?
Well, the bulk of that would be attributed to heaving chest. Heaving as in, mountainous, a massive expanse of cleavage that quivered with every breath. Big as medicine balls, her brown corset barely managed to cover her nipples, most of her flesh visible. The fat teats created visible bulges in the fabric, thick as a wrist. Her waspish waist went down her flared hips, her leather pants tightly framing her rear, an alluring pair of orbs that would have eclipsed anything else in sight, hadn't it been for her breasts. The front of it bulged out heavily from her crotch, tented by her flaccid manhood. Even when flaccid, it packed quite the pound, reaching past her knees which ws quite an achievement with her long legs. Thick thighs and strong calfs completed the package, making her a true bombshell to gaze upon.
She adjusted her hair, her white pixie cut slightly disfigured by the wind, her golden eyes shining with warmth as she looked around. She had quite the mature face, diamond-shaped, feminine, beautiful even.