<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Jeanine_mason_so_you_think_you_can_dance_0422_400_0.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/94af81c72033b9f6704e399ef8b088dc.jpg)</div><strong>Yolanda "Yadi" Travinio</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1l-5IsB_DiiB8pYDu78MFGJT1Q13XqXTy88K7-94GtUU/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><br/>Yadi  gave all groan when she finally began to stir. The blond girl was lying on her back on the soft clay. A cool evening breeze traded at the elf’s dusty pink nipples stiffened til they were stiff as little pebbles. Yadi gave a groan and rolled over on her side,  hand scrambling at her feet for the blanket.<br/><br/>With a whimper she stretched,  then curled up into a ball. "How late did I work last night, " she whimpered?<br/><br/>Amethyst eyes fluttered open.  The blond jerked to a seated position.<em>Madre design dios!</em><br/><br/>Yolanda looked around, confused, then looked down at her naked body.  With a little whimper, she covered her breasts with one arm, her smooth petals with the other.<br/><br/>“What...”  She looked around, chilled with fright, then blinked and looked back down at her body.  “What's going on...” she lifted a breast, blinked, then slipped her hand down her tiny waist.  Yolanda had always been petite, trim, and fit, very much looking the part of a ballerina, but she was quiet certain she'd never been<em>quite</em>this slender before.  Her breasts, on the other hand, had never been this big.  If she'd never been a dancer, she might have had these proud, round c-verging-on-d measurements...<br/><br/>Being no other than she was,  Yadi had barely been a b.<br/><br/>“I'm...” she whispered.  “I'm...  Other than I am?”<br/><br/>The final bit of proof, her creamy sienna skin and cinnamon nipples were now fair as cream and dusty pink.<br/><br/>“<em>Santa Maria,</em>” she whimpered, looking around the empty meadow.  The only way to go seemed to be past that grass...<br/><br/>And past those bones.<br/><br/>The elf girl gave a hard swallow, then whispered, “Okay...  If I think about this I'll go stark raving mad.  Just go.”<br/><br/>Yolanda rose smoothly to her feet without so much as touching the ground and started towards the bones at an easy stride, that became a jog, then a run...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-01-08 19:16:36, Yadi (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=98852)<br/>At 2017-01-08 19:16:18, Yadi (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=98851)</div></div>