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Dressups and turnarounds | For suzumitamao

Syndra wasn't sure how she'd gotten roped into this. She still remembered the last time she'd encountered Tamao, and the girl had managed to hypnotize her without Syndra noticing until after the fact. Well, she was more upset with herself over that one, just for not noticing. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself while believing she had control, and she still felt tingles every time someone called her Queen.

So maybe it was a challenge, a desire to prove she could beat Tamao at her own game, that led her to agree to this outrageous request. Syndra did not dress up - she liked her showy outfit how it was. Just putting her hair in twintails was a forbidden request usually, too. But somehow, she'd been convinced to wear and outfit - though fortunately the one Tamao had procured for her fit properly, and had purple highlights instead of the teal ones she'd seen before.

Sighing to herself, Syndra emerged back into the bedroom. "Is this how it's supposed to look?" She'd need a little pushing before she got in character, too.

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Tamao hadn't really had much interest in idols before this moment, but lately she had read a story about an idol and her manager falling for one another, and her interest had peaked. The blunette had jumped at the chance that Syndra would not only agree to dressing up, but to also roleplay the position! She could hardly contain her excitement.

Syndra had come out in the idol's costume, the dress tight against her curves and the thick twintails actually adding to her look, and Tamao actually paused a bit in awe. Compared to herself, Tamao felt conservative, though she was in a sharp business blouse and jacket, with a matching skirt and heels. "Yes, that look really compliments you!" she said. "I was thinking that we could start out planning your next show, is that okay?"

Syndra paused to inspect herself in the mirror. It was pretty flattering, if she could get over her loathing of the situation for a moment. The top was a snug fit over her breasts, the skirt was high enough to show her ass if she spun with a few inches of skin visible above the stockings... it could be worse. Even if the twintails made her look younger than she was.

She turned around with a sigh, deciding to channel this lack of enthusiasm into her character, since Tamao had gotten her this far. "Really? What do you have in mind this time?" She was still fitting her role, she reasoned. Maybe her manager would "inspire" her.

"Well, I was thinking that you might be tense getting ready for tonight's concert," she said, her voice low. "Of course, it's my duty to keep you on the schedule, but I have to make you happy too, you know?" And since it had been a while since Syndra and Tamao had last met, she unfortunately only had a vague understanding that Syndra was stronger than she was, and no understanding that such a role actually chafed her.

"There's also an autograph signing appearance, and perhaps we could work in a few noted public appearances too..." Tamao thought out loud, using a small book to pin her findings.

That was why Syndra was staying, actually. She knew perfectly well that if she really wanted to leave, nothing was stopping her. So for now, she'd play this little game. Maybe it would prove amusing eventually.

"Too tense is right," Syndra grumbled. "Look at me. Do I seem like I'm ready to deal with all that crap?" She realized she was sounding like a moody kid the age she looked rather than the adult she was, but maybe that was what Tamao wanted. Someone to soothe.

"Now don't you worry your pretty little head," Tamao said soothingly. "You're one of the best idols in the business. The fans love you! But if there's anything you need that can help calm you down," Tamao said as she drew closer. "I'm all ears."

Syndra hadn't thought of it that way. This role was suddenly a bit easier to slip into when Tamao mentioned fans - the mental image of thousands of adoring fans packing in just to see her... that perked her up a bit. Hey, nobody ever accused Syndra of being humble.

Still irritated, her scratched at her neck, her arm brushing one of her twintails aside. The reminder of them being there planted an idea in her head. Most idols were little girls...

"It's just... I can't remember the last time I came," Syndra said suddenly, acting as though it was hard to say that. "You schedule all these events so close together, I don't have tome to fantasize, let alone... take care of myself."

Tamao blushed. She actually didn't think Syndra would move to that level so quickly, but the blunette was clearly thinking in terms of lovers, rather than what Syndra had thought.

"Relief like that, huh?" Tamao asked, her cheeks tinged with red. "It's possible that I can help you..." But at this thought, Tamao still felt herself younger than Syndra, despite the latter's youthful looks.

Syndra was escalating, yes, but she couldn't push too hard. She had the beginnings of a plan now, a way for her to have some fun how she wanted to.

She also wanted Tamao to keep buying into this. If she could get a genuine reaction to her plan... "Would you?" Syndra asked, again faking insecurity. "It's so hard for me, I see cute girls screaming at me, asking for my autograph, and all I want is to feel someone touch me..."

Tamao smiled softly, almost fluttering her eyebrows. This was it! She was able to get herself lost in the romantic implications of an idol and her manager.

"Of course," she said, gently stroking her cheek. "I'd be glad to help you melt that tension away." She leaned in to give a slow but powerful kiss, full of tongue as well.

Syndra moaned as Tamao kissed her, glad Tamao was wearing heels while Syndra's costume had flats. Syndra was quite tall, which would throw off her plan if she wasn't careful.

She was losing herself in the implications, yes, but she was coming up with some Tamao probably hadn't. For now, she tugged Tamao a little closer, acting like a needy girl.

She couldn't help herself. Syndra was pulling her in like a needy girl! She probably would have squealed in delight if she weren't already tongue deep in the other girl's mouth. Tamao took a handful of Syndra's larger chest, making sure to grope gently. The point of this lovely plan was to soothe her, not get her more riled up.

Yet she couldn't quite resist the call to start getting a touch more aggressive. Her other hand slipped down between Syndra's legs, looking to tease and rub her pussy to a fine wetness. "Don't you worry a bit. I'm going to make you feel good..."

Syndra sighed into the kiss as Tamao rubbed her chest. She was quite well-endowed, and proud of it, and the costume was very snug - there was no room for a bra under it, anyway.

Fondling her chest was a good way to get her turned on anyway, and the hand moving under her skirt helped her along. She moaned a little, moving to stand with her legs spread to give Tamao room. "Please, Manager..." she gasped, looking at Tamao in what was meant to be appreciation. She could slip into the role much more easily, now she knew where she was going with it.

The act of pleasuring Syndra was getting the blunette just a bit riled. Being so close to the other woman was starting to rub off on her, and as a result Tamao shifted her hips, rubbing slightly against the other girl's leg.

However, her focus was first and foremost getting her off. "I'm here for you," she murmured. "Enjoy yourself..." Now that her pussy was wet enough, Tamao let two fingers dig in as deep as she could. Tamao leaned over to start sucking on her neck, too.

Not wearing any panties with this outfit was a good decision, it seemed. Syndra moaned again when she felt those two fingers suddenly thrust inside, rocking her hips against them. The one part of this act she wasn't lying about was how long she'd gone without, it wouldn;t take much for her to come the first time.

Then the fun could really start.

"Manager... You're so good to me..." she panted, clinging to the bluenette as she played up how good it felt. It was undignified to be so uncontrolled in showing her pleasure, but just one good orgasm, and she could take control.

Tamao hummed her pleasure at hearing those words. Her slender fingers increased their power, growing more deliberate and quick. "Oh, you're really wet, huh? It won't take long now," Tamao whispered this sweet nothing in Syndra's ear, pressing her modest figure up against Syndra's own. "...relax and come for me."

It didn't take much more, especially as Syndra envisioned what was to come. She grit her teeth and shut her eyes, pretending to be modest as she soon came. The pleasure was real, at least. Syndra wasn't one to fake her orgasms, and Tamao was good at handjobs.

She was panting a bit as her climax ended, but looked at Tamao. "Manager... how old are you?" she asked. Tamao would be in her early twenties, surely. She just needed this last detail...

Her fingers kept up their pumping for just a bit longer, making sure to ride out the climax as best as she could. She felt her fingers stained with Syndra's juices, and at this moment, their closeness meant it was one of the best feelings in the world.

Only after slowly moving her fingers did she hear Syndra's latest question. "I'm about twenty... three. Why do you ask?" Granted, Tamao was a bit younger than that, but she had both the body and the dress to pull off looking a few years older. But she couldn't yet figure out what Syndra was getting at.

With that answer, Syndra giggled - not the giggle of someone who'd just found relief, but one of a scheme coming together. She stepped away from Tamao to stand facing her, her legs apart a bit, hands panted on her hips, and making her twintails wave with a shake of her head. She couldn't quite look young, so hopefully the youthful energy plus her outfit would cover the gap.

"Do you remember my last birthday, Manager? When I turned seventeen?"

Or in other words, not legal yet, especially not with a sex-year age gap. She kept right on grinning, letting Tamao realize in her own time how much trouble "Manager" was in.

"Ummm..." Syndra's tone had changed, and Tamao suddenly didn't feel so lovestruck and confident anymore. Last birthday? At seventeen? Where was she going with this?

"Seventeen?" Tamao blinked. "Wasn't that... a long time ago?" There was no way this woman could play at being younger than she was, right?

Syndra bent forward, a much more energetic gesture than she was usually prone to. Seventeen was younger than her real age, yes, but she felt she could ju-ust pull off being a gifted bloomer.

"A couple of months," she corrected, her grin turning into a smirk. "Oh, what are people going to think? An older manager taking advantage of her charge, molesting an underage girl when she felt stressed..." This idol was no innocent dear, oh no, she was a manipulator. Suddenly Syndra was greatly enjoying this roleplay. "That is, if anyone hears about it..."

"Eh?!" Tamao practically went dizzy with the conflicting information. This wasn't what she imagined at all! This was almost looking like a good dream being twisted into a bad nightmare! And... how could Syndra possibly be younger than her?

"N-no, how is that even possible?!" Tamao said, half terrified and just a touch indignant. "You can't be younger than I am!" Did she lie about her age when they met? Did she fake an ID? But like it or not, Syndra was right. If word got out about her touching someone underaged, she'd be ostracized or worse! "Wait, no! Please don't do that!"

To give credit where credit was due, Tamao was being a good sport about this being tuned on her all of a sudden. Or at least she was staying in character. That was enough for Syndra to enjoy herself, and Tamao might not hate that either.

"My family have always been tall and busty. I'm an early bloomer," she said smugly. That seemed plausible enough. "But what should I do? I really should warn other people about you... Unless I felt so good I forgot." Tamao would still get her roleplay sex. Just with a dynamic more Syndra's speed.

She was still flabbergasted by the sudden change, but Tamao had stayed in character mostly because of something deep down told her that she might be in for something exciting. That, or having pleasured Syndra had her riled, so it was making her not think too straight.

"Please!" Tamao pleaded. "Don't do that! I-I'll do anything!" What a dangerous blank check to be offering, but it at least opened Syndra to doing more to the beleaguered manager.

Either way, Syndra was enjoying it. She leaned forward, invading Tamao's personal space, her breast lightly pressing against the blunette's.

"Anything at all?" Shydra pressed. "I might make you do things and get you in more trouble... of course, you couldn't do much worse, so what have you got to lose?"

Tamao suddenly felt very small when Syndra leaned over. Looking up like frightened (but very turned on) prey as the curvier woman pressed herself against her, the blunette shivered. She opened her mouth, but the words wouldn't yet come out. She had to clench her teeth before she could speak straight.

"I-I don't... please, I only wanted what was best," Tamao said, whimpering.

"I know," Syndra said airily. "And now you're all mine~" There was a little bit of singson in there, the "younger" girl having gotten her way. She gave Tamao a predatory glare for a moment longer wetting her lips.

"Just as well I want what you were already giving, but I want more," Syndra continued. "You'll do that, won't you? If you do a good job of it, I'll keep your dirty secret, too."

This was a true predator, wasn't she? Suddenly, Tamao felt like she might have gotten in way over her head for real, let alone being stuck as a manager.

"What are you going to make me do?" Tamao asked timidly.

She absolutely was. Though as ruthless as she was acting right now, Syndra might reward Tamao if she behaved herself.

"You know, you were very keen to use your tongue before." Syndra abruptly took a step back, still standing with her legs apart as she lifted the front of her short shirt. "Kiss me here."

"There?" Tamao asked, but damn well knowing what she meant.

Even if she had imagined doing this sort of thing before, the dynamic had changed in an instant. Instead of dreaming of driving Syndra to pleasure, it was now under threat that she'd be shamed if she didn't. That never removed the carrot so much as Syndra had started wielding a very dangerous stick.

So slowly, ever so slowly, she crawled forward, raising up before giving a tentative lick at her folds. She followed that up with strokes that grew ever deeper.

That was just how Syndra enjoyed herself. She liked being on top, both physically, and being the one in charge. And she was taking the fact Tamao was still playing along as a sign she didn't hate it either.

Syndra gave a small hum of approval as she felt the first stroke of Tamao's tongue between her legs, shivering a little as she got more and more into it. "Just like that. Make it good."

Tamao let her eyes close slightly, as she buried herself deep within, letting her tongue do the talking to her juicy walls. She leaned up further to burrow herself in deeper. "Mmmnn..." Tamao murmured, trying to give herself wholly into her task.

"Ahh..." Syndra's groan of pleasure was genuine, Tamao was doing a good job down there. She rolled her hips down against Tamao's face a bit, not smothering her, but enough to show her pleasure and her dominance.

"Oooh~ It feels like you're enjoying that! My Manager is such a pervert," Syndra teased. She spared a hand to start fondling herself through her costume, giving Tamao some eye-candy if she looked up - the other hand was still holding her skirt. "I'll come nice and hard like this, keep it up."

What could she possibly say to that? She was tongue deep in a younger girl's pussy (who was clearly jailbait considering the girl was curvier than she was), and the same person would rat her out the moment she confessed.

Well, and she was kind of liking it.

It wasn't enough to smother her, so Tamao wasn't bothered with her getting her face put in. Still, the dynamics of power had changed, and Tamao was still a good deal embarrassed for it!

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