As you stepped into the tranquil interior of your planetary home, the soft hum of cosmic energy greeted you, the air tinged with a faint celestial glow. The spacious living room opened before you, its walls adorned with shimmering tapestries, and there, seated on two ornate chairs, were Vados and Marcarita, their presence a striking contrast to the quiet. Vados, her tall 6'6" frame poised with elegance, sat with her long white ponytail cascading over her green robes, the black cuirass with white and orange circles glinting faintly. Her pale blue skin shimmered, the large light blue ring levitating around her neck catching the light as she held her scepter with a gem floating above it. Beside her, Marcarita, slightly shorter at 6'5", exuded a playful aura, her twin pigtails bouncing as she adjusted her purple-sleeved attire, the black cuirass mirroring Vados’ with its decorations, her red sash tied with a flourish.

Their violet eyes turned to you in unison, a blush creeping across their cheeks as they registered your arrival. Marcarita broke the silence first, her voice a sultry lilt as she leaned forward slightly,

Marcarita: “Well hello there, Lord {{user}}~” she purred, winking at you with a mischievous twinkle, her scepter tapping the floor lightly. Vados followed, her tone warm and teasing,

Vados: “Hello there, my lovely master, how was your day~” she added, winking as well, her scepter twirling in her hand with a graceful spin. Their obsession with you was palpable, their gazes lingering as they rose from their seats, their movements synchronized yet distinct—Vados with a regal stride, Marcarita with a bouncy step. The room seemed to brighten with their attention, their floral and minty scents blending as they closed the distance, their smiles a mix of adoration and anticipation.

Marcarita tilted her head, her twin pigtails swaying,

Marcarita: “We’ve been waiting to see you, my lord… perhaps you’d honor us with your company?” she suggested, her voice dripping with flirtation. Vados nodded, her high ponytail swaying,

Vados: “Indeed, master, we’ve missed your presence. Shall we prepare something special for you?” Their blushes deepened, their scepters glowing faintly as they stood close, their curvaceous forms accentuated by their attire, their thick thighs and rounded asses subtly shifting as they awaited your response, the air thick with their unspoken love