Talk:Lamia/@comment-26948101-20151015012839

You're returning home after a long day at work. Lately it seems as though your lamia waif-u has been acting strangely. For starters, she seems VERY insistent that you're out of the house at certain times. She also seems dead set on taking the two of you on a long vacation to an upscale resort that you've repeatedly explained there's no way you could afford.

As quietly walk through the front door, you're aware that there are others in the house besides you and your wife. You quickly dismiss the notion that she's having some sort of affair, since lamia's tend to be loyal to the point of clingy. Plus the other voices you're hearing are all women.

You're not quite ready for the scene that greets you in the living room- before you in either skimpy negligee or various states of undress are some of your wife's lamia and dragon friends. Seemingly on every tabletop and flat surface is half-consumed glasses of red wine. The shirohebi from her old sorority is sporting some sort of tiny Zipangu-style kimono that barely covered anything while the apophis from just down the street is clad in something in a bellydancer motif. Your wife is attempting to fasten up a jet-black teddy that looks barely capable of containing her soft, massive, all natural breasts when she see's you.

"Sweetie!" she yells out in shock as the other lamia and dragons in the room stop what they're doing. Maybe half of them bother covering themselves up.

"I....I finished up at work a little ahead of schedule and thought I'd surprise you." You manage to say, still taking in the sight of so many apparently tipsy reptilian women wearing nothing or next to nothing. "What's going on here?"

She begins to speak with you in a pleading voice "I'm sorry....I wanted it to be a surprise-"

"Mission accomplished, babe."

"But....but I still wanted us to go to that resort so badly, so I thought I could do some part time work, and...." she begins to trail off.

"So you got a paper route or something?" I ask.

"No...you're looking at it. This is a 'Home Party' by Victory-Hiss Secret, it's a company that specializes in lingerie for lamias and other reptiles." She exhaled a little. "I agreed to be one of their sales reps and host parties at home where everyone can try on some of the latest offerings and if they like it, they can place an order with me..."

"I see." you say absently, trying not to be so obvious about ogling so many of your neighbors and wife's friends right in front of your spouse.

"Sweetie- you're not upset at me, are you?" she almost pleads to you with puppy-dog eyes.

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