You smile as you begin to strip hastily, putting down the wet and heavy sack you carried. You have a bit of an exhibitionist streak, always did even in your original life.
Physically you're not bad looking. A life by yourself in these woods have kept you in shape after relearning basic survival skills when you couldn't count on the memories of what to do coming back. Your perky c-cup breasts rise as inhale and go back down when you exhale.
You don't want any responsibilities at the moment. You've saved this world once, nearly destroyed it. You can let others go out on quests to slay demonic lords and to build up their own kingdoms. You? You're going to do whatever you want since you got here originally but couldn't since you had evil to deal with.
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