163 – Cooked to Perfection
People were trailing off to find out how badly their office desk had gotten ruined or taking off ho with full bellies and happy hearts. As with all good things, there was a ss to clean up after. The Maid outfits finally got put to use doing actual cleaning.
"Not aning to be a pain, but you missed a bit," Morgan said as Brandy cleaned a table surface with a wet cloth. Morgan pointed to the other side of the table. "At the edge."
She had? Brandy was determined to do a good job and stretched over to get at it, recleaning with a few strokes. She couldn't see anything.
"You got special eyes, too? What you looking at?" Brandy said, feeling the wind flutter around her skirt as she bent over the table.
"Murkrow eyes are extra special," Morgan said with a happy sigh. "We've got an eye for the fine things."
Brandy squinted, picking out the detail of the plastic surface, looking for anything she'd not touched. She kicked her legs up to lean fully over the table before hearing the sound of a cara click. Brandy narrowed her eyes as she glared back at Morgan, who just took another photo of her.
"You're evil." Brandy huffed. "A criminal maid."
"For a nice view of your butt, I am willing to commit many cris." Morgan grinned. "But I did this one for your benefit."
Brandy wiggled her rear at Morgan, making her do a choking, chirrupy laugh that was actually really cute. Hiding her embarrassed face behind her wing.
"My benefit is it? I think you're winning on this deal so far."
Morgan flourished Brandy's Dex in the air and then picked at the screen with her fingernails, making soft, tappy noises as she very slowly typed out a ssage that ended with an amused grin. "I'm going to do a magic trick for you. Listen carefully."
It wasn't going to be a technical one. Morgan was awful with her Poké-dex. But after a mont, the Dex pinged, the sound of a ssage coming in. Then another ping followed, ringing as Morgan held it. The pings picked up speed, increasingly frantic as a wall of quick ssages flooded across the screen. Brandy squinted and tried to pick one out.
SweetTreat: Full pic! Morgan! I beg!
"You're sending Maple pictures of ." Brandy said, "How is that magic?"
"Well, you look absolutely magical, but you've missed the trick. I'm sending incomplete pictures of you." Morgan said, "And we won't reply anymore for an hour."
Brandy gave a slow, cautious nod. "You think it's a good idea to tease my girlfriend."
"I know it is. She's going to hate and love so much for this." Morgan cackled. "I'm going to work her into such a frenzy she's going to tear your clothes off with her teeth when you next et."
A warm flush crept into Brandy's cheeks at the thought. "You're awful. A terrible person."
"No, I'm a hot Witch," Morgan said, tipping her pointy hat. "And my Trainer isn't appreciating the spells I'm casting."
"The absolute worst."
"Sparky will be devastated I took her crown," Morgan said, winking as Brandy took the Dex from her.
She flicked the screen, opened a text box to send a ssage to Maple, and paused, fingers over the keys as more pleading ssages popped up. Morgan might have had a good idea here. It couldn't hurt to let her have her fun. Still, Brandy couldn't let Maple go entirely unsated, so she held her cara up to her face, taking a point-of-view shot down her body, twirling the skirt so it flared past the curve of her chest. Sent with a quick 'More later
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