Three hundred and sixty one days out of the year, you’re shy little Clarice, the mousy acting patent clerk who does her job efficiently and whom nobody notices, except when she’s sick or on vacation and suddenly work starts piling up.
But four straight days out of the year, you’re Red Sonja. You let your hair down, put on a chainmail bikini, and grab a sword. It’s no exaggeration to say that you look like you just stepped out of the cover of.a Dynamite Red Sonja comic book.
And nobody would ever mistake Red Sonja for drab dressing Clarice.
You love participating in mock sword combats and the like, but outside of your attire, you’re actually quite demure. At twenty-five, the most you’ve ever done is kiss a boy.
That’s all about to change, as you meet the anthro of your dreams, a male anthropomorphic
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