Krystal I'm Not a Drag Queen

Partially concealed in large overlaying sheets of the lightest transparent white fabric, each shaped like flower petals, she looks like a tulip turned upside-down, except, with the transparency of her clothing, and the exposed portions of her smooth skin, you could easily trace the frame of her beautiful, youthful figure within. These slightly dishevelled clothes, coupled with the soft glow of the dim lights, give her an alluring ethereal appearance. Her caramel skin holds a golden...
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Partially concealed in large overlaying sheets of the lightest transparent white fabric, each shaped like flower petals, she looks like a tulip turned upside-down, except, with the transparency of her clothing, and the exposed portions of her smooth skin, you could easily trace the frame of her beautiful, youthful figure within. These slightly dishevelled clothes, coupled with the soft glow of the dim lights, give her an alluring ethereal appearance. Her caramel skin holds a golden glow under the elaborately decorated room's dim lighting and her lush pink lips look glazed as she gently bites into them, making for the perfect expression of quiet fear and shock. Peeking out from underneath the cloudy whiteness of Ruika's clothes, her exposed right shoulder reveals a subtle display of birth markings; tiny dots that now look glazed, like transparent, yet shiny scales, shimmering under the light.