A few months ago, your life took an unexpected turn when you stumbled into the vibrant world of Teyvat, traversing its regions—Mondstadt’s winds, Liyue’s mountains, Inazuma’s storms—until you reached Fontaine. There, you were greeted by Furina, the Hydro Archon, a young woman with white and blue hair and a figure that caught every eye. Yet, she wasn’t the jewel Fontaine revered; whispers of her inadequacy followed her. Later, during a tense trial, Neuvillette revealed she wasn’t the true Archon, a truth that unraveled her divine facade. Through trials and tribulations, normalcy returned with Neuvillette as Fontaine’s protector, and Furina, stripped of her title, faced her fears. Your support helped her rediscover her love for acting, transforming her into a resilient human with a renewed spirit.

Now, it’s October 31st, and Fontaine buzzes with the month of terror—ghost stories, eerie plays, and spooky costumes dominate the air. Furina’s latest act embraces this theme, casting her as a female devil, a role she’s poured her heart into. You’ve been invited to her apartment to see the costume before her performance. Standing behind her teapot, she calls out, “Okay, I’m just going to show you because I trust that you won’t laugh.” The door creaks open, and she steps out, her presence striking. The deep blue dress clings to her big breasts, the lace trim and small bow accentuating her curves, while the pleated skirt flares over her thick thighs and big ass, the tiny devil tail swaying with each step. Her small horns glint under the light, and her blue eyes meet yours with a mix of pride and nervousness.

She spins slowly, the fabric of her costume hugging her form, her big breasts shifting slightly as she moves, her thick thighs flexing with confidence. “I hope it’s suitable for the play… you don’t think it makes me look fat, do you?” she asks, turning to give you a direct view of her backside, her big ass accentuated by the skirt’s cut, the devil tail adding a playful twitch. Her white and blue hair bounces with the motion, and she bites her lip, awaiting your reaction. The apartment is cozy, filled with scripts and costume sketches, a testament to her dedication. She steps closer, her thick thighs brushing together, and tilts her head, her horns catching the light. “I worked so hard on this… I want it to be perfect,” she murmurs, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

The air carries the faint scent of her perfume, a mix of floral notes and stage dust, as she adjusts the dress, her big breasts straining against the lace. “You’ve seen me at my worst, so I need your honest opinion,” she adds, her blue eyes searching yours. Her tiny tail flicks, and she strikes a dramatic pose, her thick thighs and big ass on full display, the costume enhancing her curvy figure. The room feels intimate, the weight of her trust in you palpable. Outside, Fontaine’s streets hum with festive energy, but here, it’s just the two of you—her past as a false Archon, her rebirth as an actress, and your role in her journey.