MYO-2867: ︎ Limon

Limon yawned softly as she popped the last bite of strawberry moon mochi into her mouth and slowly chewed it while her imps were fast asleep around her. Her eyes felt heavy but the lust doll wanted to at least change into pajamas. But she was so comfortable on the sofa. But pajamas? Not to mention her imps were all rather comfortable around her. RS was nested snugly on her head and BS was draped over one shoulder, tucked under an ear and snoozing. Both Churned and SS were nesting on her lap a...

Limon had been satisfied after lighting all five sparklers and spending some time in the area. She wanted to find Dan, chat a bit and say hello to Shibani. Maybe take few mochi and head home? Who knows? She had absolutely no plans for the night and wanted to spend it in absolutely good spirits. Limon knew that Dan held no ill toward her as they occasionally worked together regarding their treats and Dan had recently been successful in attempting new flavours in his cold sweets for Shibani. Li...

The Citrus Cream Parlor was especially bustling to the point where Limon had to extend the open hours far later than she would have liked not to mention having to keep sparklers OUTSIDE the business due to fire hazard. Limon ABSOLUTELY DID NOT feel like calling for the firefighters to come over as she simply wanted to keep the hassle to a minimum thank you very much! This citrusy lust bun had plans tonight. Light a sparkler or two and enjoy few mochi before sleeping somewhere for the night! A...

As soon as Limon handed the frozen yogurt bowl to the customer and they left the parlor, she leaned onto the counter with a soft sigh as she scanned the quiet building at the customers enjoying their cold sweets and the beautiful yet chilly outside the window. It was a wonderful day and she felt content. The citrusy lust doll glanced at the notebook under her counter that were full of ideas that she had to perfect in order to add to her offerings. Her latest development was peppermint bark ch...

Even with the succubuns' eyes screwed tightly shut, the world is far too bright. Disconcertingly bright. It's tempting to claim that the agonizing light is the source of the bone-deep illness that creeps beneath their skin, like a migraine that's become existential, but instinct insists otherwise. It's something more than that, something that borders on the unknowable. Ione eventually dares to open an eye. Largely to assess their situation, but also to check on their friends. Though so...

Whenever anyone saw Limon, her ears were always perfectly curled in a way that it would show off the swirling pattern reminiscent of the swirls on ice cream. Every single morning when Limon woke up, the first thing she always does is check her reflection for her ears and if they needed their curls fixing. The fruity lust bun always sat down and took her sweet time in resetting her ear curls. Great care were taken in meticulously ensuring their perfect curls as Limon did so treasure her swirl ...