<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Yuas.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Mikuru Sasahara<br/>Role: Tourist (Doomed to be resident)<br/>Location: Hawawa<br/>Wearing: Nothing>>Skimpy maid outfit<br/>Tagging: Alicia Whitestone<br/><br/>Another involuntary moan soon left Mikuru's mouth as the athletic gymnast squeezed both her sensitive breasts, helpless as she held her in her strong hold with that excitable look in her eyes. The bashful girl meeped as she heard the next words of the eccentric performer, realizing in her panic that she forgot to factor just how revealing a maid outfit would be designed on an island like this. She quickly moved her arm back up to cover herself once Alicia released her grip upon her, soon finding herself encased in a thick, dark fog after another trick with the ribbons was performed. Mikuru squirmed as she felt a cascade of tugging and tightness across her body, even more so whenever she moaned when the dexterous woman took advantage of the dense veil and groped her all around. The helpless girl soon found herself fully dressed as the fog cleared, fully being quite the overstatement, as the maid outfit she now wore only had a micro-skirt and made her large bust quite "presentable". She looked over to Alicia, curious what other ideas that erratic mind of her's held.