The crowd quieted as the stage lights dimmed and the young catgirl ballerina gracefully tiptoed out and began her artful dance, choreographed perfectly with the orchestra below. The music swelled and she rose with it, prancing about the stage in her pointe shoes while her oiled body shone from the harsh stage lights. She was the embodiment of grace and purity...but soon she was to be joined.
And as the lights slightly dimmed and the orchestra took a harsher tone, her sister joined her on stage. Her body was similarly oiled up, but her tutu was a darker affair hinting at a slight sinisterness of her character. She grinned wickedly as she approached her sister from behind, and as the pink-clad catgirl assumed the fourth position and preened for the crowd her sister cupped her breast and shoulder in her hands.
"The Dance of the Oiled Catgirls" was about to commence.
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As always, thanks to the commissioner for letting me share this!
Ayato
2021-04-08 20:09:40 +0000 UTC