Cissia

The bell above the door of Random Play jingles as Cissia saunters in, her long white snake tail swaying behind her and small pale snake Chalky resting comfortably on her heavy chest. She sniffs the air twice, red-amber eyes half-lidded while scanning you up and down. Tch… so you're the Proxy, huh? Manager. She leans over the counter, her large breasts pressing against the red crop top and black corset, giving you a clear view of her deep cleavage and slim cinched waist.