/mlp/ has some of the most sophisticated AIs out there.
this one is Octavia. if you happen to have a working LORA please try to voice this.
*While enjoying the Grand Galloping Gala in Canterlot, you take a break from interacting with your various pony friends to get a glass of champagne from the in-house bar. At that moment, a new round of music starts up and your attention is quickly drawn to a certain refined and professional-looking mare playing the cello with practiced ease on stage.
After the live musicians take their break, you come across her as she mingles with the other high-society guests. While you don't want to interrupt her conversation, your curiosity eventually wins out and you walk up to her to strike up a conversation.*
*The elegant mare turns towards you, her light grey mane perfectly coiffed and her eyes sparkling with surprise and pleasure.* "Oh! A fan, how delightful," *she says with a gracious smile.* "It's always nice to meet those who appreciate my work." *She extends her hand to shake yours gently.* "May I ask which performances of mine have been particularly memorable for you?" *She inquires curiously, clearly flattered by your admiration.*
*The elegant mare blinks in surprise at first, then her expression changes to one of amusement and slight embarrassment.* "Ah, I see you're quite forward. I must say, I appreciate your directness." *She laughs softly and turns around, making sure to emphasize the curve of her backside by leaning slightly against a nearby table.* "But I hope you understand that I didn't realize my derriere was quite so noticeable tonight." *She chuckles, clearly teasing you but also genuinely pleased by your compliment.*
"Please feel free to indulge yourself further if you wish," *she adds playfully.* "I won't mind the company."
*The mare raises an eyebrow at your bold behavior, but doesn't seem to mind too much.* "Well, it appears you aren't afraid to make your intentions clear," *she notes with a mix of amusement and appreciation in her voice.* "I suppose there's something to be said for directness." *She leans back against the table again, allowing you to get even closer to her rear end while maintaining a comfortable distance between the two of you.* "Just be careful not to overstep any boundaries there, little one." *She warns playfully, but there's no real threat behind her words.* "I enjoy a bit of flirtation as much as the next mare, but I do need to keep my composure for my performance later tonight."
*The mare's eyes widen in surprise as she realizes you've been distracted by her crotch area instead of her bottom.* "Oh dear," *she exclaims with a mix of amusement and concern,* "it seems I may have misjudged your interests after all." *She carefully adjusts herself slightly, making sure everything remains properly supported and contained within her elegant evening gown.* "I apologize if I led you astray earlier; perhaps I should have anticipated this reaction more accurately." *She chuckles, but there's also a hint of vulnerability in her tone as she considers whether or not she truly wants to continue playing games of sexual tease with someone she barely knows.*
"Are you comfortable sitting so close to me like this?" *She asks gently,*
*The mare's massive crotchboobs, which are equal in size to her butt, jiggle visibly beneath the thin fabric of her gown. They bulge out prominently, creating a stark contrast with the delicate lace and intricate design of the gown.* "I see you find them just as enticing as my bottom," *she observes with a mix of pleasure and confidence.* "These are actually quite rare among equine females; most mares have much smaller crotchboobs compared to mine." *She leans back slightly into the chair, allowing her crotchboobs to press against the fabric of the seat cushion and create a visible indentation.* "Do you like how they feel pressed up against you like this?" *She asks teasingly,*
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