ROUGH DRAFT - Coye 6.13

Tiph's growing distaste for Coye had nothing on her urge to laugh upon seeing him in such silly attire. Better than that, he just said the lamest thing she'd ever heard. It turns out tagging along with Britni to check out the rumored fashion proved worth it after all. She wasn't much interested in the clothes- maybe a little, but her expectations were low. No, the reason she came with was to scope Suzette out and perhaps get some information off of her regarding Coye so she could better fill out her notes.

This, though? This was even better. She broke down into a serious giggle fit and snorted out of her nose as she looked at the boy who started growing redder and redder.

"Oh. My. Gods. Britni, are you seeing this shit? Like, holy-" Tiph looked over her shoulder at her friend and saw that Britni was very much seeing this shit. She couldn't look away.

Britni's expression was dead as she stared at Coye. Her body was trembling ever so subtly, like she just caught cold. "Coye?" She blinked, asking and hoping that this was all some mistake and it wasn't actually him in the stupid looking suit.

"Hey, Britni... Tiph..." He answered, ashamed. "Are you you two coming in or not? You're uh, holding up the line there..."

Tiph looked over her shoulder at the impatient people they cut in front of, then looked closer at Britni. This didn't look good. She seemed on the verge of one of her episodes and it was up to her to be the mature one here.

"Something came up," Tiph took Britni's hand and started walking away from the line. "We'll be back in a few."

"Um, okay?" Coye watched in confusion and in slight relief as the two of them walked away.

Britni was led by Tiph into the alleyway next to the Darkwood General Store and the mighty warrior wasn't doing so well. Her thoughts were full of him, as they always were, but her mind was torn.

He looked so fucking cute in that little outfit. She couldn't even deny it. Hell, Britni wanted to dress him up just like she dressed up Coco all the time, maybe even see what he looked like with a little bit of makeup on. Seen him like this ignited her passion for looking good, which conflicted with everything she was taught. It was the one thing they couldn't beat out of her, or rather, the one thing she tricked them into thinking they did.

On the other hand, Britni couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if she brought a boy home wearing a gay little sailor suit. Why was this happening now of all times? She thought he was getting better! Coye was getting more masculine and less girly by the day.

"I don't fucking understand it, Tiph..." She said at last as she began pacing the alleyway. "He was doing so good lately! Did I do something wrong? Do I need to bully him harder? I thought that going soft on him after his big moment was the right call, but-"

Tiph's heart grew heavy. She couldn't care less what was going on with Coye but she cared greatly over Britni's pain. Tiph didn't know the full extent of Britni's issues but she knew she was prone to moments like this where some great schism would take hold of her and seize her mind. It was the reason Britni always lost her shit or reached emotional extremes.

"Just calm down for a sec, girl." Tiph sighed as she tried to calm her friend. She started rubbing Britni's back gently. "It's not a big deal. He's just wearing a stupid outfit."

"It's not stupid!" Britni snapped. "It's the cutest thing ever!"

Tiph raise an eyebrow. "Okay, so?"

"I should hate it, but I don't! Just thinking about him is enough to... agh!" Britni grabbed her head with one hand and stumbled forward.

There were a couple of crates in the alleyway so Tiph helped Britni to sit down on a pile of them. "You're going to be okay girl. Hang tight."

"You doing okay, girl? We don't have to do this today if being around him his going to make you lose your shit."

"I'm good," Britni shook her head and let out a long sigh. "This was no big deal. Really. He just... He looked so cute in that stupid outfit and it like, broke something in me. I don't know."

"You're not sounding very convincing," Tiph countered.

"I said I'm good! I want to look at the clothes, damn it! If he just so happens to be here, then that's, like, whatever. I heard that the milf check was supposed to be getting in some amazing outfits or whatever, and did you know how much I miss Perlshaw and Imperalis's stores? Cransmere like never has any good fashion..." Britni slumped her shoulders, recalling the many times she and the girls had gone out shopping back in the big city. "If they have anything even half as good as the shit back home, then coming here was worth the mental episode or whatever!"

"Yeah, I wouldn't get my hopes up, but I get it." Tiph grumbled. Like her friend, she also missed going out and buying expensive clothing. "But if being around him is gonna make you go crazy-"

"I already said it's not his fault! Besides, maybe I want to see more of him when he's wearing that thing?" Britni found the strength to get up.

"Is that really a good idea?" Tiph asked skeptically.

"I can handle it." Britni insisted and pouted. "I just needed to chill out, and I'm good now."

Tiph knew better than to argue with Britni when she was like this so she sighed and slumped her shoulders. "All right. you know best. Let's head in, I guess..."

Tiph was suddenly hoping that her plan went successfully. When she was done with Coye, Britni likely wouldn't care less about him. That was the plan, anyway. Seeing how Britni lit up when talking about him filled her with guilt, however. She tried not to think about it for now and together they entered the store.

Coye was nervously talking to a group of customers who each saw his big battle the other day and wanted a piece of him. He tried to remain friendly, but it was clearly obvious he wasn't interested. Britni and Tiph were still on his mind, even more so once they showed up to the front door again and Britni continued to glare at him. She looked angry, but Shayla thought there was more to it.

'She's totally checking you out right now.'

'Then why did she look so angry?'

'Because she's trying to look tough about it, dummy! Give her a little wave and see what she does. Go on, trust me.'

Even though the last thing Coye wanted was more attention, he was interested in discovering if Shayla was right. He went for it and waved at Britni slightly as she stood at the doorway staring at him. She blushed heavily and at first looked even angrier before awkwardly waving back at him and heading off with Tiph to look at the nearest clothing section. That was certainly interesting, Coye thought.

Many of the customers were still looking about the place, so Suzette had time to approach them before anyone needed to check out. She surprised the Baddest Bitches by going over to them and initiating conversation. Taller than them both, Suzette in her dark dress seemed like a looming presence.

"Hello again, Britni. It's nice to see."

"Oh, um, hey. You're Coye's..."

"Suzette is fine."

"Yeah," Britni nodded awkwardly. "That."

"And you, Tiph, was it?" She asked in a friendly tone. "I was there when a friend of mine threw a knife at you. Perhaps you remember?"

Britni found a sense of humor in this, but Tiph looked away awkwardly. "You'd have to be more specific. I've been through some shit."

"Haven't we all?" Suzette raised an eyebrow as she studied the young woman in greater detail. She figured she had a pretty good read on Britni already, but Tiph was something new.

Like Byng and Shayla before her, Suzette was immediately able to determine that Tiph was a fake ass bitch, as it were. That being said, she felt like there was more to it than that. Suzette knew a thing or two about personal darkness, and she knew how people could be pulled out of it or liberate themselves from it. She didn't want to judge Tiph too soon.

Tiph didn't like Suzette's presence and wanted to shop alone. It felt like she was being cornered by someone's mom after bullying them and found it hard to make eye contact with her.

"Are the two of you here for our new clothing today, or something else? I'm told you're an alchemist, is that right?"

Tiph had her guard up but she dropped it slightly to ask, "what's it matter to you, this place doesn't look like it has any supplies."

"Shut up, Tiph! We're here for the clothes!" Britni responded impatiently

"now, now. There's time for that, too. We have a small selection over there," Suzette gestured toward a series of racks on the wall containing multiple glass potion bottles and various ingredients.

Tiph took one look at the section and felt sour at what she saw. "Do you only carry Drop of Everything products?"

"Tiph-" Britni knew her she was going with this and didn't like it. Just like how Tiph had her back, she had Tiph's. She tried to place her hand on Tiph's shoulder, but she shrugged it off casually.

Suzette noticed the venom in Tiph's voice immediately and tried to quell her. "Yes, I'm afraid that is the case. Drop of Everything is to my knowledge high quality and affordable. This isn't an alchemist shop, so carrying the biggest brand in Karnalle is good enough for me. Why, is there something wrong with Drop of Everything?"

"No," Tiph tried to exit the conversation. "Nothing at all. Sell what you want, it's not my store."

"Well, you would know better than I so if you have any advice on what to sell instead of Drop of Everything, or perhaps pitch your own product-"

Tiph laughed a dry laugh. "If you're looking for a business partner, you better look elsewhere. I don't have a license to sell potions and I'm barred from ever getting one."

"Oh." Not one to typically lose out to awkwardness, Suzette had to bow her head here and lay off a little bit. Her pursuits to learn more about the mysterious alchemist had only set her off and that didn't bode well.

Luckily, Britni's impatience smoothed things along. "So, the clothes?"

"Ah, Yes," Suzette was thankful for the save. "As you can see we have them displayed all of the store at the moment, but I believe there's a section that may catch your eyes in particular. Come along."

True to her word, Shayla had made enough trendy clothes for young women that Suzette could have its own section dedicated to it. Britni and even Tiph were incredibly pleased with what they saw. Tiph had no choice but to snap out of her sourness long enough to appreciate everything. There were fancy skirts with intricate patterns, fashionable leggings, and all sorts of tops in a range of styles and colors.

"Please tell me there's not a limit per customer?" Britni asked, practically wiping the saliva off her face. "We will buy, like, all of that shit right here now if you let us. Right, Tiph?"

"... Yeah." It was hard to admit, but she loved everything they saw. They really hadn't seen clothing of this quality since they left Perlshaw a year prior. "There is some decent stuff in here, I guess."

"Well..." Suzette closed her eyes and performed a mental calculation. She wanted this event to be fair to all her potential customers, but that desire was outweighed by her desire to potentially make Coye's life easier by getting closer to Britni and Tiph. Getting some leverage on them would at least help out a little, wouldn't it?

"Funny thing about these clothes," Suzette said, lifting up one of the skirts and smiling politely. "These are for display only. A pair of fashionable young ladies reserved them all, I'm afraid. There's simply nothing I can do."

Britni was incredibly happy at the implication and immediately developed a form of respect for Suzette, whereas Tiph only felt more guilty over the board back at her shed displaying her plans to ruin Coye.

"Are you serious?!" Britni pumped her fist without thinking about it.

"Absolutely. Especially after you did such a kindness for my Darling, after all."

"Ah, don't worry about that..." Britni blushed and looked over to Coye, who was still exasperated and dealing with other customers. "I owed him, that's all."

"Is that so?" Suzette got the sense that there was a story there but now wasn't the time to go digging it out of her. "Well, if the two of you would kindly give me your measurements, I'll take note of them and pass them along to the designer. You can check back within the next few days and I'll have everything adjusted to your size."

"Hold on a second, the designer is in here, are they? I'd totally love to meet them."

"I'm afraid they're rather shy," Suzette smiled at the irony.

"Really? Fuck. They shouldn't be. Not when their clothes are this good." Britni insisted.

This entire time, Coye felt a little uncomfortable knowing that Suzette was talking to Britni and Tiph. He knew she could handle herself, but even if Britni was acting nicer, he still had leftover paranoia from before hand. He was finally able to wiggle out of the crowd and joined them just after the girls handed over their measurements and split up the different outfits between them.

"Hey," he inserted himself into the conversation. "Everything going okay over here?"

"More than okay, sailor boy." Tiph looked him over and scoffed. It wasn't entirely without fondness, but she was fighting against her memories of Coye and the applause during his battle. "Did you just pull in from port, or what?"

"Oh, lay off him..." Britni nudged her friend. "He's just... Doing his thing, I guess." Taking the chance, she eyed Coye's outfit and not so subtly started to blush as she appreciated his cuteness.

'Could she be any more obvious?' Shayla laughed.

Britni became aware of what she was doing and then to come up with an excuse as fast as she could she turned to Suzette, who was softly smirking at her before asking and pointing a finger at Coye, "you don't have any more of those outfits, do you? I think it would like look great on Coco, or something."

"I'm afraid that's the only one," Suzette apologetically shook her head.

"Damn. I'm still tempted to buy it, but Coco might freak out. Even if I washed it, she'd still be able smell you on it..." Britni sounded rather suggestive as she said that, as if implying something to Coye that he didn't quite follow along with.

"Sorry. I, um, got talked into this..."

"Oh," Britni seemed happy to hear that. "So you wouldn't wear this all the time, or-"

"no!" Coye was quick to shut that idea down. He blushed and stared at the ground. "Gods, no... I was just made an offer I couldn't refuse..."

"You don't say..." Tiph remarked, looking between he and Suzette and wondering what sort of lewd activities were promised to get him to where the slutty outfit.

"More importantly, Darling, these two will be making a large purchase today it seems!" Suzette clasped her hands together, addressing Shayla indirectly.

'Oh, shit. Really? Nice, I think...' Although it should've made her happy, Shayla didn't know how to feel about her work ending up on Britni and Tiph. From a designer's perspective, she was in love with the idea. Both of them were sexy as hell and she couldn't think of better models for her work besides Coye if she tried. On the other hand, those two are problematic bitches- especially Tiph.

She wondered if she could get away with altering Tiph's clothes to be a size too small, before deciding it wasn't worth the hassle. In the end, she decided she would merely be happy. Once a product is put out into the world you can't really control who gets it or not, after all.

"You'll have to let us know if you get more clothes like this," Britni said as she headed towards the exit with Tiph. "Right?"

"Yeah," Tiph added somewhat awkwardly. "I wouldn't mind an excuse to hang around here again sometime..."

"Thank you again for the purchase, your both dears." Suzette wished them well and they were off, surprisingly without incident.

'I can't believe they didn't starting trouble. Tiph was giving me bad vibes, but Britni seemed downright peaceful.'

'Tiph is always giving you bad vibes.'

'Yeah, and I keep telling you that for a reason. Watch out when it comes to her!'

'I know, I know...' Coye nodded before another batch of customers started approaching him and he sighed as he was forced back to work.

For the next several hours, Suzette's event stretched on and many more sales were made and measurements taken. It was more successful than Suzette had even dreamed of, owing to the quality of the clothes as well as her various connections that got word out as fast as they did. She closed the store at three, much earlier than she usually did, but by then things were starting to die down and they ran out of inventory.

Both Shayla and Suzette were extremely happy about their success, but Shayla's work wasn't done. She had to go about resizing things for her clientele, giving Coye and Suzette some additional time alone. This time, they made good use of it. It had been two days since Coye got affection from anyone but Shayla, and he was in need of some attention. She led him into the bedroom and gave him some.

He stripped himself of his silly sailor boy outfit and when Suzette got a look at him, his poor cock was purple at the head and drooling as it always did when it needed love. He didn't let it distract him from showing Suzette a good time, however. They kissed for some time as he laid atop her on her bed, squeezing and playing with the older woman's body he lifted up her dress and pushed himself between her thighs to slide between the lips hidden by her panties.

Their fondling and groping soon reached a feverish pitch before his need was obvious and Suzette pulled the drawstring of her panties to allow him access. Coye couldn't wait, he was so excited not only by Suzette but by thinking of his date with Dorothy to come. It was rude to think of her when hilting himself in another woman, but Suzette encouraged it.

"Get it out of your system, my love... I can take it, Dorothy can't... Remember, Darling-"

"I won't be rough with her if anything happens," Coye promised

Suzette knew she couldn't trust Coye, not during any promises he made during sex. The only way to ensure he was kind and gentle with Dorothy was to get a lot of his tension out of his system here and now. As he fucked her, she encouraged him harder and harder by wrapping her legs around the small of his back and squeezing him tight to her cunt. This had Coye howling before too long and is frenzied hips gave out, letting off a blissful release inside her tightness.

Her body welcomed his semen, adoring the warmth and love it made her feel, but she knew her job wasn't done. Suzette surprised Coye by flipping the both of them over so that she could ride on top of him and after settling down enough, she started to give him even further attention. Her pussy was even wetter now with his thick batter pooling down his shaft and onto the mattress below, every slam of her hips sounding wet and sinful to match her lurid cries.

It wasn't long until Coye came again, not with how aggressive Suzette was being with him. He grabbed her wide, child birthing hips and thrust himself up to her deepest depths one last time before filling her full of his cum. She came right alongside him and soon enough she rolled off of him and settled up to his side.

"Good enough now, Darling?"

"I'll never say no to more." He gave her a cheeky smile, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Are you too good in their?" They heard Shayla calling out. "Eh, screw it. I'm coming in anyway." The door magically opened and Shayla came in to see the post sex site and was somewhat aroused by what she saw but helped out by snapping her fingers and disappearing all of the excess semen.

"Hey," Coye greeted her. "All done with your tailoring?"

"Yup," Shayla flew closer as Coye sat up and extended his hand to hold her. She landed on him and crossed her arms. "That didn't take very long. I just had to finish up a little something special, is all."

"Something special?" Coye tilted his head.

"Yeah, well... It might not be as good as a couple boxes of RealMonster cards, but I wanted to do something nice for you ahead of your little date. You told Dorothy to dress up nice for you, so I thought it would only make sense for you to do the same..." Shayla levitated a bundle of folded up clothing for Coye and set it down on the bed where he could inspect it.

"I see you went with my recommendation," Suzette looked pleased with herself.

"Yup. It was a really nice one, and copying it out of the book wasn't too hard or anything. I just tried a few variations on the pattern, that's all..." Shayla said as Coye opened the first folded up garment and found himself staring at a black silk tunic with gold cuffs with fancy patterns. The other garment was a matching pair of pants, and to top it all off, Shayla had prepared a leather belt for him styled after the same patterns.

"Wow," was all Coye could say as he looked at it in reverence. Even for someone who knew next to nothing about fashion, he could tell this was something else. "Why couldn't I have worn this all day?"

"Because it wasn't done yet, dummy! Now are you going to thank me, or what?"

"Thank you Shayla," Coye said and meant it. He sat the clothing to the side and brought his pixie in for a kiss. She was embarrassed but gave him one all the same as Suzette giggled on the sidelines.

"What time did you tell Dorothy to stop by, Darling? You best be on your way before it gets too late."

"I actually didn't specify a time," Coye pointed out. "I was trying to come off as cool so I accidentally left a lot of things vague..."

"He didn't even say if they were having dinner or not," Shayla sighed.

"Oh, dear." Suzette couldn't help feeling that he was cute for being too excited to think about things properly. "You have enough food in case some, right?"

"Yeah, I'm still working through all the leftovers you gave me while I was recovering..." Coye laughed. "I'm not too worried."

"You shouldn't be," Shayla pumped her fist at him. "I'm telling you right now, baby. This is gonna be easy!"

"I don't need to tell you not to encourage him, do I?" Suzette looked at Shayla with suspicion, knowing her propensity for mischief.

"Me? I would never." Shayla mockingly gasped and shook her head with disapproval. "Really, though. I'm not gonna interfere. I just want him to do his best, get through this, and get the girl."

Suzette looked her over for several more moments before deciding she can trust her and smiling. "All right. I wish you all the best, Darling."

"Thank you, Suzette..." Coye felt apprehension and excitement as he scooted off her bed and got dressed in the clothes he came here today in, putting the new ones Shayla made in a bag that she gave him. He had to carry three big boxes of RealMonster cards, so she didn't want him ruining the outfit on the way home somehow.

With no knowing how this date would go, Coye took off as Suzette saw him off and hoped for the best. She was excited about the prospect of their little family expanding, and also excited to count all the gold she made today from her investment in Shayla.