Yoshiko

Age: 192
Race: Sylvan Elf
Height: 5'9"
Weight: "Well, um, is that really necessary on the application?" 119 lb
Bust Size: 39 DD
Hair color:Brunette
Eye color: Fuchsia
Alignment: Neutral Good
Birthday: February 3
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Food: Um, strawberries?
Favorite Dessert:...Still, um, strawberries.
Occupation: House-cleaner and Maid

Backstory

"Good afternoon ma'am, can i hel-Whoops! Oh my, i'm so sorry!"

-The last thing Yoshiko said on her last job. Her employer apparently did not appreciate the marshmallow heaven....or the coffee in her lap.

What's the worst part about the above? Somehow, that always ends up happening. Some way she ends up tripping and smothering someone in her chest, or her employers children run smack into her boobs...or the husband of the family begins to try and leeringly get her alone in the study with him.

...the wife is never amused.

Nevertheless, Yoshika always ends up getting another job from time to time, but now I'm getting ahead of myself.

Yoshika Fuumi is one of the more popular 'French maids' from a temp agency specializing in finding work for Elven maids, janitors, landscapers and the like. It's true that often time Yoshika is hired more for her 'ahem' unique looks when it comes to the elven race, but she -does do an amazing job cleaning up a persons home.

...except for one problem. Being so top-heavy, she almost has a curse. People always seem to run smack into her chest, or they end up groping her, or she ends up tripping and falling right onto them, chest first. She, literally, has magnetic boobs, and -boy- does it get her into some trouble. The agency cant afford to fire her for her problem, though, because she never gets complaints about her work.

...She gets complaints about her breasts. Go figure.

Personality

Well, she's not a hot-head, or shy at the least.

Cheery comes to mind. Not Ditzy though...just cheerful. Always humming a little song as she works, a big smile on her face when she curtseys for the customer. Never really trying to push the envelope, but doing her best to try and make someone's day brighter, one smile at a time.

She's also very dutiful. She takes her job very seriously, and will follow every direction to a T, not deviating, not over or under doing it, and always making sure the job gets done in time, or even before it. Mind you, she -does- try to get things done before, in case her bust gives her an accident in the middle of her work.

And so we touch on the boobs.

She hates em. She likes smushing people into them, and sure, she does like the look of them, but she -hates- what they do to her career...she feels like they are a curse to her. Hell, ask her for a hug, she'll give you one, not even caring if you snuggle them....Just don't be surprised if she is swearing at her chest in elven the next time they prevent her from reaching into a cupboard, or seeing down into a shelf without having to shake around.

The Boobs

Well, they are her best feature.

Large enough to smother most people between them, her heavy milkbags are almost screaming to be squeezed most of the time. They -are- heavy as well, causing her a bit of back pain, but not -too- much that she would get surgery on them of course.

They are natural, though, and do sag when she isn't wearing support underneath them. Her nipples, though aren't as large as you'd think they would be. Only about the size of a quarter, they do become quite stiff when she gets...stimulated, but that could be anything from cold air, to her uniform rubbing her weird...to...well someone turning her on!

Though, because of their size...and the fact she does...-ahem- stimulate them a good deal, she actually lactates...rather...heavily. Normally she can keep it stemmed, but give her too much of a squeeze and she'll dribble all down her outfit. She does have to milk herself from time to time as well, ending up sending it off to people more in need of it than her.

FYI The lactation is optional, she doesn't need to if you don't like it.


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Story/Romance RP preferred, please don't be shy about asking me toward preferences and ideas. BE FORWARNED. I am not all -that- fond of vore.