As the approaching footsteps grew louder and louder, Leopoldine smirked once more, enjoying the fact that she managed to rile Noelle up the entire time. She shifted her position to sit on the edge of the stone table, awaiting the others' return. A few seconds later, Alice, Esato, Rachel, and Zalgo entered the scene, carrying multiple bags of clothes with them. They quickly set the bags down on a nearby bench, looking a bit tired but satisfied.

  Esato was the first to notice the intense atmosphere in the room, sensing the tension between Leopoldine and Noelle. Her brow furrowed slightly as she glanced between them, wondering what had happened during their absence.

  Zalgo, not picking up on the tension in the air, was the first to speak up. "We're back!" she announced. "We got some clothes for Leopoldine.”

  Alice gave a tired nod, setting down the bags she was holding. "Yeah, we managed to find a few stores that weren't too busy. We got a good variety of styles and sizes, so she should have plenty to choose from.”

  Leopoldine smirked as she noticed the bags of clothes. "Oh, darling, I can't wait to see what you all picked out for me. Let's see what treasures you brought back, mmm?”

  Rachel rolled her eyes, not interested in indulging Leopoldine's excitement. She motioned towards the bags. "We got everything from casual wear to formal wear, so take your pick," she said tersely.

  Leopoldine chuckled, amused by Rachel's hostility toward her. "Oh, how generous of you darlings~" she said as she stepped forward and reached for a random bag.

  Zalgo watched as Leopoldine rummaged through the bags, pulling out different outfits and holding them up to herself. She remained silent for a moment before speaking up. "We made sure to get a range of sizes and styles, so you should find something you like." she said softly.

  Leopoldine hummed approvingly, holding up a silky red dress. "Oh, this looks lovely. A deep, rich red. It will contrast beautifully with my milky white skin~”

  Noelle couldn't help but roll her eyes at Leopoldine's comment. "Can't you appreciate something without reducing it to skin color in some way?" she retorted sarcastically.

  Leopoldine simply smirked, unbothered by Noelle's comment. "Oh, my darling, it's simply a description. I'm just admiring how the colors will look together. And red contrasts so beautifully with snow white...almost like this dark chocolate and creamy vanilla my dear Alice and I have going on, mmm?" she boasted, throwing her arm over Alice's shoulder.

  Alice stiffened under Leopoldine's touch but didn't protest or move away. She simply gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her composure, her cheeks tinged with a slight flush.

  Leopoldine smirked, noticing Alice's slight discomfort. "Oh my, darling, you're so sensitive," she teased. "Don't be so skittish, mmm? It's quite delicious how easily you get flustered." She reached out with two fingers, gently pinching Alice's dark cheek.

  Alice's blush deepened at Leopoldine's touch and words, but she kept her voice steady as she replied. "I'm not sensitive, and I'm not flustered," she said stubbornly. "I'm just...not used to being touched like that.”

  "Oh-ho, of course you're not, you're my little touch-starved chocolate doll~" Leopoldine purred, her fingers gently trailing over Alice's cheek, savoring the contrast of their skin tones.

  Alice's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red as Leopoldine continued to touch her, her fingers tracing over her skin. She felt conflicted - a mix of discomfort and something else, something almost like...desire. Despite herself, she found herself leaning into Leopoldine's touch.

  Leopoldine's smirk widened as she felt Alice respond to her touch. She moved her hand to gently cup Alice's face, her thumb tracing along her full bottom lip. "You're so adorable, doll," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "Your dark skin, your rich, luscious...chocolate skin. It's just begging to be touched, no?”

  Alice's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, her breath hitching. "St-stop calling me that," she protested weakly, her voice wavering.

  "And," Noelle butted in, standing protectively next to Alice. "Stop dehumanizing her! We've just talked about this!”

  Leopoldine rolled her eyes at Noelle's interference, her hand still on Alice's face. "Oh-ho, my dear, you're being a pesky fly, interrupting us. And I'm not dehumanizing her. I'm appreciating her...unique qualities. Her...exotic beauty.”

  "Oh, quit it with the exotic crap," Rachel interjected, crossing her arms. "She's a person, not an exotic dancer at a strip club.”

  Leopoldine chuckled, her fingers tracing Alice's jawline. "Oh, my dear, you lack a sense of humor, mmm?" She turned to look at Rachel, her smirk widening. "And you seem to be very...protective of my dear little chocolate doll, mmm? Are you...jealous, perhaps?”

  Rachel scowled, her expression hardening. "Jealous? Of what? Your creepy fetish for dark skin?”

  Leopoldine shrugged nonchalantly, her hand still on Alice's cheek. "Oh, darling, it's simply an appreciation for certain...exotic things. And let's face it, you certainly don't bring much to the table. You have a miserable excuse for a bust, and my bottom's bigger~”

  Rachel sputtered in disbelief, her jaw dropping at Leopoldine's insult. "You're-! You're-!" She struggled to find the words to express her outrage, her face turning a deep shade of red.

  Leopoldine simply chuckled at Rachel's reaction, her smirk widening. "Oh, my dear, you're not much with words. But I suppose it's not surprising, considering you're practically flat-”

  "I'M NOT FLAT!!" Rachel retorted, her voice rising in pitch.

  Leopoldine snickered, clearly enjoying the effect she had on Rachel. "Mmm, looks like I struck a nerve, mmm? My my, your face is as red as a tomato~”

  Rachel clenched her fists, her cheeks now a bright shade of red. "Shut up! Just shut up! It's time for the world to learn that Flat is Justice!”

  Leopoldine bursted out laughing in amusement, her hand falling away from Alice's face. "Oh-ho, Flat is Justice? I suppose you're desperate to feel better about your...lack of assets, hm? My ass and thighs jiggle when I walk, while yours can hardly get out of bed~”

  "S-Shut the fuck up!" Rachel yelled, feeling more and more insulted. "You're just a...a perversion of nature, with your unrealistic proportions!”

  Leopoldine cackled, finding Rachel's anger amusing. "Oh-ho-ho, my dear, unrealistic proportions? I'm simply a work of art, aren't I? I wouldn't exactly call my bottom-heavy hourglass figure unrealistic~”

  "It's unnatural!" Rachel protested, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "You're built like a damn anime character!”

  Leopoldine chuckled at Rachel's comment, seeming to puff her chest out. "Oh, darling, you say that as if it's an insult. I do have quite the body, don't I? These thighs can choke you into next year~”

  Rachel huffed incredulously, her eyes shooting daggers at Leopoldine. "More like those thighs could crush my head like a melon! And I'd rather not experience that, thank you!”

  Leopoldine chuckled, thoroughly amused by Rachel's reaction. "Oh-ho, my little flat-chested tomato~ You're so entertaining. And don't worry, my thighs are gentle...as long as the receiver's on all-fours~”

  "I-I...wha-what is that supposed to mean?!" Rachel spluttered, not expecting Leopoldine's bold statement. "Fuck it, I don't wanna know, just put your damn clothes on already!”

  Leopoldine chuckled and shrugged. "Oh-ho-ho, my sweet little flat tomato, so easy to rile up~ I'll put my clothes on when I wish, darling. This body is meant to be appreciated, mmm~”

  Rachel's patience was running thin, and she was just about ready to sock Leopoldine in the face. "Ugh, you're such a damn perv! We had a deal: get you the clothes, you put them on, and then get the fuck outta this volcano! Or are you a big liar?”

  Leopoldine rolled her eyes, amused by Rachel's outburst. "Oh-ho-ho, my dear, I'm just having a little fun. I'll get dressed, don't worry. But only because I'm...itchy," she chuckled. "And it'll feel so much more delicious to rub against my...sensitive parts while wearing silk and satin~”

  Rachel's face turned redder than a tomato, stunned by Leopoldine's suggestive statement. She was at a loss for words, her brain unable to come up with a snappy retort.

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  Leopoldine chuckled, thoroughly amused by Rachel's flustered state. "Oh-ho, my sweet little flat tomato, you're so adorable when you're speechless~ It's like you're a walking contradiction, mmm? Petite body, a small chest and rump, but a big mouth~”

  Rachel sputtered, finally finding her words. "I-I do not have a-a-" She was struggling to think of a decent comeback, her face reddening further.

  Leopoldine cackled gleefully, her smirk widening. "Oh-ho, my little tomato, can't think of a response, mmm? It's not my fault you have nothing worth mentioning in the chest or booty department~”

  "I-I...uh...I...y-you-!" Rachel's face was now beet red, and she was sputtering uncontrollably, struggling to form any coherent sentence. Every attempt at a comeback just made it worse. "Just put your fucking clothes on! Jeez!”

  Leopoldine chuckled, thoroughly enjoying her tease fest with Rachel. "Oh-ho, my little flat tomato, are you getting flustered? I'm just having a little fun with you. But if you insist, I will put my clothes on...as slowly as I can~”

  Rachel groaned, covering her face with her hand, feeling utterly defeated. "Ugh, just get it over with! And stop calling me 'little flat tomato'!”

  Leopoldine snickered, now having found a personal nickname for Rachel. "Oh, but I do love saying it~ It suits you so well, my little flat tomato. But all right, I'll get dressed. I can feel the silk and satin clinging to my curves already~”

  Rachel looked away, refusing to watch as Leopoldine got dressed. She muttered under her breath, "Just hurry up already...ugh…”

  Leopoldine chuckled, enjoying the effect she had on Rachel. She took her sweet time getting dressed, putting on the dress as slowly as she could and making every movement sensual and...slow. The silk and satin caressed her body, hugging her curves in all the right places. Once she finished dressing, she let out a satisfied sigh. "Ah, this feels delectable~”

  Rachel shot a quick glance at Leopoldine, now completely dressed in silk and satin. She huffed, trying to maintain her composure. "Ugh, are you done now? Can you leave this damn volcano now?”

  Leopoldine chuckled, amused by Rachel's frustration. "Oh-ho, my little flat tomato, impatient, are we?" She slowly began to make her way towards Rachel, making sure to walk in a way that made her rear and hips sway with every step.

  Rachel's eyes widened as Leopoldine strutted towards her, her rear and hips sashaying in a way that Rachel begrudgingly found...hypnotic. She quickly averted her gaze, feeling a strange mix of anger and confusion. "Wh-what are you doing now?”

  Leopoldine's smirk widened, sensing Rachel's inner turmoil. She stopped in front of Rachel, her body just inches away from hers. "Oh-ho, my little flat tomato, can't resist looking at this, mmm?" She turned around, showing off her backside in the silky dress. "Can't take your eyes off of it, can you, darling?”

  Rachel sputtered indignantly, struggling to keep her composure. "I-I am NOT looking at your damn ass!" she protested, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

  Leopoldine turned around, leaning in closer to Rachel with a smirk. "Oh-ho, my little flat tomato, are you sure about that? Because your cheeks are quite rosy, hmmm? And how interesting~ you've been looking at my...hindquarters more than usual these past five minutes~”

  Rachel's face turned even redder, the realization that she had been caught looking at Leopoldine's rear. "I wasn't looking at your fucking ass! I was just...admiring...the dress...yeah, the dress. The dress was...pretty! Now get your pervy ass outta here already!"

  Esato joined in, taking a step forward. "Your time here is up, Leopoldine. Get out of my volcano."

  Leopoldine chuckled, her attention now drawn towards Esato. "Oh-ho, my dear, you're quite the party pooper, mmm? Can't I stay for a little longer? I've nowhere else to go, and it'd be a shame if I had to spend the rest of my time in this country sweating my butt off somewhere on the street~”

  Esato shook her head vehemently, her gaze stern. "No way. You're going to take yourself outside this instant.”

  Leopoldine smirked, unbothered by Esato's protest. "Oh-ho, my little dragon, you're so eager to send me out into the heat, mmm? Are you that eager for me to get sweaty?" she leaned in closer to Esato, her smirk growing wider.

  Esato's cheeks tinged pink, but her determination didn't waver. "Just get out already. We're done with you and your antics. Go find some other volcano to lurk in.”

  Leopoldine chuckled, clearly amused by Esato's reaction. "Oh-ho, my dear dragon, you're quite fierce, mmm? But do consider the safety of the people out there. It's awfully hot out. Wouldn't it be a shame if a certain someone...passed out from the heat?”

  Esato scoffed, not falling for Leopoldine's attempt at manipulation. "I doubt you would even last a day in the heat. And besides, there's air conditioning everywhere, idiot.”

  Leopoldine raised an amused eyebrow, a smirk still on her lips. "Oh-ho, my little dragon, you underestimate my resilience, mmm? And you should know that some places do not have air conditioning, like public areas and parks. It would be a shame if a certain someone were to collapse and suffer from heatstroke. I'm in need of a place, so..." she trailed off, cupping Alice's face and whispering into her ear. "I could use some help with that, pet~”

  Alice's eyes widened at Leopoldine's request, her cheeks still flushed with a deep blush. She could feel Leopoldine's breath on her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. She knew she should protest, tell Leopoldine to stop treating her like an object, but there was something about the way Leopoldine looked at her...she wanted to please her.

  Leopoldine chuckled, noticing the effect she had on Alice. She leaned in closer, her hand still cupping her face, her voice low and sensual. "You're so receptive, so sensitive. It's delightful." she whispered, her fingers tracing over Alice's full lips. "And so wonderfully...tantalizing.”

  Alice's breathing quickened at Leopoldine's words, her body responding to her touch despite her better judgment. She was torn between her sense of dignity and the almost irresistible pull of Leopoldine's voice, her words like a dark, sweet lure. "I-I live with my friends here...W-what about them?" she whispered back weakly.

  Leopoldine chuckled softly, her eyes glittering with arousal and amusement. "Oh, darling, they're not who you should worry about," she purred, gently tracing her finger over Alice's neck, sending tingles down her spine. "They don't understand your true needs, your desires. I do. I can make you feel so good~”

  Alice gasped involuntarily as Leopoldine's finger traced along her neck, her body betraying her as it responded to her touch. She felt conflicted, her mind telling her to resist, to pull away, but her body craving more. "I-I...we only met today...Y-you can't.." she protested softly.

  Leopoldine smiled wolfishly, her touch growing bolder as she pressed her body against Alice's. "Oh, darling, time doesn't matter. It's the connection that counts. And I feel a powerful connection to you~" she purred. "You're so...vulnerable to me, aren't you? So easily...corruptible~”

  Alice's heart raced in her chest as Leopoldine pressed herself closer, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't deny the strong pull she felt towards the white woman, a pull that was both terrifying and exhilarating. "I-I'm not...v-vulnerable," she stuttered weakly.

  "You're lying to yourself, darling," Leopoldine replied, her hand gently slipping around Alice's hip, pulling her closer. "You're so sensitive, so easily tempted. You crave this connection, just as much as I do~. And I know just how to satisfy it~”

  Alice's pulse pounded in her ears as Leopoldine pulled her closer, her body growing flushed and warm. Her mind was warring with itself, one part warning her to pull away, to resist the temptation, but another part, one that was growing stronger with every passing moment, was telling her to give in, to surrender to the pleasure that Leopoldine promised. And so, she turned to her friends, who cautiously were watching the two's whole interaction. "Rachel, Zalgo, Noelle... C-can we bring Leopoldine along to stay with us for the night...?”

  Rachel's eyes widened at Alice's request, and she quickly shook her head. "Absolutely not," she protested firmly. "There is no way we're letting that pervert stay with us. Look at how she's treating you, like some...some toy!”

  Leopoldine's smirk only widened as she heard Rachel's protest. She was enjoying every moment of this, the tension, the power she had over Alice and the others. "Oh, don't be so uptight, my dear," she purred, her hand still on Alice's hip, pulling her even closer. "I'll be a perfect guest, I promise~”

  Rachel's scowl only deepened, her eyes narrowing at Leopoldine. "Like hell you will!" she retorted, her voice sharp and angry. "I don't trust you at all! You're manipulative, possessive, and objectifying. You'd only use her for your sick pleasure.”

  Leopoldine chuckled softly, her hand running through Alice's hair. "You're being unnecessarily hostile, darling," she said, her tone calm but with a hint of mockery. "I'm simply enjoying the company of your delectably dark chocolate doll here. And as for objectifying..." She leaned closer to Alice's ear and whispered, "She likes it~”

  Alice's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red as Leopoldine whispered in her ear, sending tingles down her spine again. She fidgeted under Leopoldine's gaze, avoiding her friend's eyes. Rachel's words echoed in her head, but so did Leopoldine's, stirring something deep within her. A desire that made her feel both guilty and thrilled.

  Leopoldine chuckled softly as she noticed the conflicting emotions on Alice's face. "You see, my dear?" she said to Rachel, her tone smug. "She's perfectly willing to allow me to stay. Your objections are simply...amusing to me. You can't protect her from me forever, you know.”

  Rachel's scowl deepened even further, and she clenched her fists tightly. "You're manipulating her! You're using your power over her to get what you want!" she snapped back.

  Noelle added, "There's no way you could stay with us, not when you're this unhinged…”

  Leopoldine rolled her eyes, her grip on Alice's hip tightening slightly. "Oh, please. Your attempts to villainize me are so tiresome." She smirked at Noelle. "Unhinged, you say? I'm merely expressing my interest in this delectably dark cocoa doll here~”

  Alice's breath quickened as Leopoldine's grip grew tighter, her touch sending shivers down her spine. She was overwhelmed by their back and forth, torn between her friends' well-meaning objections and the heady rush she felt in Leopoldine's grasp. "P-please...stop...fighting..." she whispered softly, her voice trembling.

  Rachel's gaze snapped back to Alice, her expression softening at her friend's pleading tone. The sight of Alice, caught between her desire for Leopoldine and her loyalty to her friends, tore at her heart.

  "Alice...Don't listen to her," she pleaded. "She'll only hurt you. We want what's best for you, you know that, right?”

  Alice's head was spinning, a maelstrom of desire and guilt within her. "I-I..." she began, her voice faltering. "I don't know...I can't-"

  Leopoldine took advantage of Alice's confusion, pulling her even closer, her breath hot against her ear. "Shhh...you don't need to decide anything just yet, my gorgeous little doll~ Just let me take care of you~”

  Rachel's heart raced with worry as she watched Alice struggle within Leopoldine's grasp, her friend's expression a mixture of confusion and desire. She knew she had to do something to protect her, to stop this toxic hold Leopoldine had over her.

  "Enough!" she snarled, her voice sharp and firm. "Let her go, you manipulative witch!”

  Leopoldine chuckled at Rachel's outburst, seemingly enjoying the rise she was getting out of her. "Oh, my dear," she said, her tone mocking. "You're like a little angry puppy, yapping at me to let go of my favorite toy." She tightened her grip on Alice's hip, drawing her even closer against her body. "And as for being 'manipulative'...I prefer the term cunning, darling~. And I always get my way, even if I have to...cheat a little bit~"

  Rachel's brows furrowed as she took a defiant step forward. "Cheat? Whatcha talkin' about, 'cheat'?"

  Leopoldine simply flashed a smirk in response, strutting towards the other girls, her eyes sparkling with mischief.