The Proposal
Emi closed the door and leaned back against it, looking down, her warm ass against the cool surface. Glancing up briefly, she saw four people in the room. Ruth and Sarah, along with a well-dressed man in a suit and a short brunette in a tight-fitting Armani suit that was struggling to keep her breasts contained.
“Oh my…” said the brunette with a slight smile on her face.
Emi needed a moment, a few seconds, before looking into everyone’s eyes. However, looking down at her feet didn’t help. She could see that her skin was flushed and her nipples were sticking out as far as they could go. Her breathing was erratic and her black runway stood out in sharp contrast to her white skin. Emi realized that she probably looked more than just nude. Given that she’d been drinking and partying, she probably looked ready for some action. That was not good. They were all probably still looking at her.
Ruth stepped forward to break the awkward moment. “This… my friends, is Emi Yoshida, our Director of Software and Su-Ning’s Lead Resort Ambassador. As you well know, Su-Ning has just opened a 5-star nudist resort with all the bells and whistles.”
“I’m Jake Hanover,” the man said, extending his hand. It looked muscular, which was impressive for an older man, likely in his 60s. His fingers were clean with freshly clipped nails and his hand was unwavering.
Emi leaned forward, un-sticking her ass from the door. She took his hand. He was tall with white hair and had a well-defined jawline. He had a cheerful expression on his face. It was embarrassing meeting people like this, especially when they were dressed up. She wondered what this meeting was all about and when she could leave and find out what’s happening between Ben and Liz.
The brunette stepped forward. “I’m Brandy Lipple… it’s very nice to finally meet you Emi,” she emphasized, also taking Emi’s hand firmly after Jake stepped back. She was a large-breasted, red-lipped brunette who was likely 5 feet tall. However, Emi sensed there was nothing small about this woman.
Ruth clapped her hands. “So let’s get started. Sarah, go get Ho and Wang.”
“Yes ma’am,” she said, stepping out of the room.
Ruth stepped beside Jake, facing Emi. “Emi, I’ve brought together two individuals who have the potential to effect huge disruption in a market that is brimming with potential.”
Emi was unimpressed. It sounded like hollow marketing hype to her. Plus, it was hard to concentrate as she was still flustered, having just learned that Wang, of all people, was going to be present. That bitch was publishing naked pictures of her daily and trying to undermine Su-Ning’s business.
“Emi, Jake represents a resort booking conglomerate, and he owns several cruise ships.”
Emi nodded, still not sure why she was here. Did they need some software? He was obviously involved in whatever Ruth was planning.
“I’m also the proud owner of a nice Hawaiian shirt. This… is my Halloween costume,” he winked, gesturing to his suit. “a.k.a: the sucker of another of Ruth’s crazy ideas.”
Brandy horsed a full-throated laugh that filled the room. The others couldn’t help but laugh with her, partly laughing at her. Emi just watched them all.
“How many cruise ships did my last ‘crazy idea’ net you, Jake?” Ruth countered.
Jake chuckled, reaching back on Ruth’s desk to pull out a Corona from a big ice bucket. “Just a couple puny ones.”
Emi realized that whatever they were talking about was probably something big. Ruth must be cashing in a favor from Jake. It was unlikely she would do so without a solid plan.
“And Brandy here is a superhero. In her day job, she’s a lawyer specializing in fetish. But for relaxation, she’s a business trend analyst and a marketing genius with a keen eye on particular sectors. She makes so much money, making people like Jake richer, that I can’t understand why she doesn’t quit her day job.”
“True, but quit it Ruth… you’re embarrassing me,” she said, obviously loving her introduction.
“As if we could embarrass you,” Ruth said with a knowing smile.
Brandy did another of her full-throated laughs, filling the room.
Emi admired Brandy’s laugh. It felt confident, genuine. The woman was easily amused. Emi couldn’t help but join in the chorus of smiles.
The door opened, and Wang strutted in, looking like an empress. Emi wondered if it was a costume. One glance at Emi broke her stoic demeanor. Upon noticing Emi’s costume, a smug little grin broadened across her face.
Emi felt bitterness, wondering if it made the woman happy to see herself here… degraded in public… baring her body without choice.
The older woman found a chair and sat down, looking at Emi. She seemed pleased with herself.
Ho had followed her in, still wearing her kimono and white face. She settled into her seat, looking at Emi with surprise.
Emi couldn’t understand what was up with Ho. The woman’s white powdered face shifted from surprised to disappointed.
“Ho, Wang, Brandy, and I have spent some time working out a kick-ass proposal to help escalate Jake’s fortune and keep his competitors at bay,” Ruth said.
Jake laughed and turned to Emi. “We should sit. Knowing Ruth, this could take a while,” he mock-whispered, grabbing a seat for both of them. He pulled an apple cider out of the ice bucket, opened it, and passed it to Emi without looking at her.
Wondering how he knew what she liked, Emi sat down. Jake seemed kind of cool. She glanced at Ho and Wang. The twin towers of evil incarnate. Ho was speaking to Wang in Mandarin. Emi wondered if Ho was translating or mouthing her off. They certainly weren’t acting like friends.
“First some background,” Ruth said. “Brandy has been tracking two different communities for some time now. The cosplay crowd and nudists basically… tracking how these communities attend events and go to resorts. Looking for ways to bring them together.”
Emi looked at her watch. Still no message from Ben.
“She identified a smaller niche, a community of ‘adult cosplayers,’ with some potential,” Ruth added.
“Look, hun… you’re putting them to sleep with that monotone voice. I’ll take it from here,” Bandy said, standing up.
Ruth smirked as Jake faked a yawn.
Emi guessed where this was going. It didn’t feel ‘disruptive.’ She began wondering about what software changes might be needed when Brandy cleared her throat.
Jake made a show of sitting up suddenly, tapping Emi’s arm with his elbow.
Emi smiled, taking a sip of her apple cider while watching Brandy get set up with some papers.
“First… I would like to apologize to Emi if any of what I am about to say, seems in any way… shocking to her,” Brandy said with a sincere expression on her face.
Emi’s curiosity caused her to sit up, but being conscious that the new position had her tits jutting out, she slumped back.
“We discovered a way to bring these communities together. Costumes, but really just eye masks. This was especially effective in Europe, Germany especially.”
Emi was still waiting to find out what she was talking about.
“We found naturists were not at all offended by the adult costumes. Likewise, adult cosplayers appreciated having a larger audience. The naturists partook in my ever-popular and ever-growing Adult Costume Events, ACE for short, usually hosted at nudist resorts. The two groups mixed very well. Most were just costume nerds that seemed to be nudists as well. Or artistic nudists with costume skills. The rest of the naturists, simple eye masks helped to make them feel part of the festivities.”
Ho still seemed to be busy translating for Wang.
“My ACE events continued to grow and draw more attention. Some within the BDSM realm joined in as well, with sexy costumes. We were also attracting some mainstream interest. Normal vacationers join the exotic events wearing modest but sexy costumes. Some would later dare themselves to go further. It’s an outstanding place to lose one’s inhibitions. Nudists sites all around the world were attracting a wide range of different people, thanks to my events. They were often the most exciting event in any city, even beating out Raves and concerts sometimes.”
“Tell them about the seismic event,” Ruth chuckled, grabbing a drink for herself.
“I was getting to that… babe,” Brandy laughed again at herself. Not at all fazed that nobody else laughed. “The last six months have seen growth in bookings for nudist resorts before ACE events. It’s been spreading to the Asian market as well. So there was steady growth that looked good but probably not enough to interest Jake here. Almost perhaps, but not quite.”
“Here’s to hoping that they get to the good part soon,” Jake said to Emi as he clinked her bottle.
Emi smiled politely while sipping her cider, realizing that she’d probably had enough for the night.
Ruth laughed, shaking her head.
Brandy continued. “The seismic event… occurred a couple of weeks ago when someone uploaded some images taken outside a resort. A nude woman with nines on her body.”
Everyone turned to look at Emi.
Jake looked confused and followed everyone’s gaze.
Emi’s heart fluttered. “Ahh… you mean images of me?”
“Yes. They went viral. You can find them under #mail-gyrl9,” Brandy said.
Emi was angry and frightened. That photographer’s son seriously messed with her life. That meant those pictures that were taken of her were used within a day. She memorized the hashtag, hoping that it wasn’t as bad as it might be. At least she’d had her sunglasses on at the time.
“What was special with the images, was that for the last few months I have been monitoring a new growing group, within my ACE events – namely, ‘Mailgirl Cosplayers’. The images charged up that entire community. Got everyone talking. A big buzz. Had the world’s first mailgirl finally appeared? Others suggested it was just a hoax or a fetish. I think part of the excitement was that for the first time ever, one of their own appeared… but not from an ACE event, but instead a naturally occurring mailgirl! It was driving them wild!
Jake put his hand up. “A mailgirl? I don’t get it.”
Brandy laughed, the loudest so far. After she got a hold of herself, she wiped her eyes. “There’s one right beside you,” she said.
Emi didn’t like them referring to her as a mailgirl.
Ruth looked to Sarah. “Tell him.”
Sarah sat up. “It’s a fictional nude female office worker that delivers messages all day. Hence, mailgirl. They don’t have names, they have numbers. Emi for example is mailgirl 13. It’s her costume today.
“So fictional, like from an Anime?” Jake asked.
“No, a line of written stories about a particular nudity fetish,” Sarah explained.
Emi started to sweat, wondering where this was headed. So there was a community of cosplay mailgirls that got excited about her images. Why? Because she got exposed to the world?
“Thanks, Sarah,” Brandy said. “So recently, mailgirls have been the default nudist costume at all my ACE events. They are cheap costumes to make, trendy and a lot more compatible for the nudist crowd who were not receptive to covering their faces all the time.”
Emi listened to the details carefully, unhappy that naked images of herself were having such a big impact. In a normal world, everyone in the room here would be trying to make her feel better about the exposure. Was her nudity now so commonplace that nobody realized that this was in fact a big deal?
“The interesting development was that AFTER my ACE events, these ‘nudists’ have been opting to keep their mailgirl numbers on, for days! They’ve continued role-playing… forming groups, having parties. Nude resort bookings have continued to go up. Likewise, the cosplay community, not wanting to be left out, has been seeing converts. People leaving their cosplay costumes home and coming with just numbers, wanting to partake in the newly forming groups and activities. We have even seen non-nudists, fans of mailgirl stories, showing up at my events.”
Brandy cleared her throat and continued. “These ‘after parties’ have even been attracting mainstreamers. Regular women deciding it could be fun to go as a mailgirl, or the ever-popular topless ‘mailgirl in training’ costume. The ‘in training’ mailgirls are always marked up with zeros.”
Becca and Hannah would love this mailgirl in training costume, Emi thought. Hell, some of Su-Ning’s staff was already compatible with this concept.
“So yeah, it’s been growing. Sometimes they would have story reading parties, sharing the best mailgirl stories with wine and laughter. Or office role-playing parties, or mailgirl training sessions. This has become a real fad!”
“I guess I can see the attraction,” Jake said, nudging Emi.
Emi was too tense to laugh, so she smiled to be polite. She was waiting to see what her part was going to be. Did they just invite her here to tell her about the images? She wondered if she could leave.
Jake kept looking at Emi. “Look, sorry… I guess this is a lot to take in?”
Emi nodded, trying to keep her feelings in check. She needed to get through this meeting.
Jake nodded back. “Well… you look pretty confident in your skin, but I guess those images online didn’t make your day?”
Emi nodded meekly at the understatement of the year.
Brandy continued. “Even couples are becoming common at these events, with the females being a leashed mailgirl, the guy typically wearing a mask or a sexy costume, sometimes less. The bookings at nudist resorts before and after ACE events have been off the charts… selling out. Apparently a huge pent-up demand. Look at these numbers, Jake,” she said, passing him a sheet of paper.
“That is impressive, for this segment of vacationers, but is this just a fad?”
“That’s exactly what it is… I mean, if we don’t jump in and turn it into something more. Jake… I turn fads into trends… for a living!”
“Is that so?” He replied, not looking that impressed. “So what’s this ‘big plan’ of yours? I can see that you’re all dying to tell me.”
“The plan… is to milk this fad, to turn it into a trend.”
“Yes. Obviously, but how might that be done?”
“In a nutshell, we picture ourselves supplying an accessory for this huge influx of cosplay mailgirls. The big ‘must-have’ item that any mailgirl cosplayer wouldn’t be caught dead without. An item that will also inform them of upcoming events and also let them role play deliveries. Something to help them message each other, growing the community. Something to make it all feel… authentic and more real. Something to help with deliveries and demerits.”
Emi couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Do they want a mailgirl app? She laughed out loud.
Everyone turned to look at her.
“Ahh… sorry, please continue,” she said, trying to suppress her amusement.
Brandy gave Emi some side-eye. “It will be the single most exciting and important accessory item for literally thousands of cosplayer mailgirls. What we want, Jake. Is for Emi to create the world’s first REAL mailgirl app.”
Emi stayed quiet, still resisting the urge to laugh her head off. At least they were veering into her territory. “Yes, but a ‘real’ mailgirl app?” she asked.
“Yes Emi,” Brandy confirmed.
Emi couldn’t believe these people. She decided to give them a dose of reality. “You mentioned event notifications and socializing. I don’t think real mailgirl apps do that. Also, why would you need it to be real at all? Cosplayers just want to pretend… to get demerits or deliver something. A real mailgirl app would require a server and an admin web portal, with an account for each company it represented… basically, a dispatcher software manned by someone monitoring the deliveries, with each mailgirl having a dedicated account under one of those companies. Is that really what you want? How would that be useful to ACE events?” Emi asked, glad to finally be part of the meeting in a meaningful way. But still stunned that she was even talking about this. This was borderline surreal.
“Oh yes…” Brandy purred. “You were right Ruth. This one IS the real deal!”
“Uhh huh… I told you. She isn’t just a… umm… eye candy.”
“I’ll drink to that,” Jake piped in.
“To answer your questions, Emi.
“First… it’s MORE than just a mailgirl app. It’s an ACE mailgirl app!
“Second… as to all that server mumble jumbo stuff, well… we need to do it because we want to label this as ‘real’ and ‘authentic’. That’s what gets people excited.
“Finally… we can have an ACE demo mode just for resort gatherings, to get the girls moving about. They can turn on fun mode and they will begin getting auto-generated delivery requests. No actual messages to deliver, mind you, but they still need to arrive in time or they get demerits. Someone nearby with a companion app will get prompted that a delivery is on the way. I expect there will be strong demand for the companion app, with others loving to receive delivery requests. Who doesn’t like random mailgirls showing up? Especially if they are out of breath!”
Emi was concerned. “Ahh… it sounds like the scope is growing. What’s the timeline?” she asked, wondering if Brandy even knew what she was asking for? It’s not a trivial amount of work. They needed a companion app as well for people to request and receive deliveries.
“Two months, but we could extend that,” Brandy said.
Two months? That would be an intense two months, Emi thought. She put her hand on her chin, thinking about the architecture and graphic designs that would be needed. Not to mention the UI work. So much work… and then all the testing.
“Besides Emi… the JOURNEY with making the app is equal to… if not more important than… the actual end product here,” Brandy stated, looking at her nails.
“Ahh… pardon?” Emi asked. She had no idea what the woman was talking about.
“I mean… we are planning to publish a daily developer and testing journal about the app. Announcing the great ACE mailgirl app project and letting mailgirls salivate about it as early as possible, with daily teases of features and testing details.”
“I see…” Emi said, acknowledging the marketing talk. She wanted to get back to negotiating what was possible within two months. “Does it need to have the ‘real’ features? I mean, we could probably release it in better shape with just the ‘required’ features, mainly for your events.”
“No Emi… the attraction of this app will be the looming REAL aspect with a serious industrial-strength looking design. That’s what’s going to make the girls wet. That’s what will have them dishing out monthly for this baby. Remember… just the IDEA of this app as being in development… a real mailgirl app being developed! That piece of news is almost as big as the actual end product release.”
“Right… I’m just saying that you need to prioritize what you want to be ready for the two-month launch date. I suggest breaking the feature sets into two pieces. The ‘real’ aspect and the bonus ACE features like messaging, demo mode, and auto-randomly-generating deliveries for events. You might launch with one of those, but not both.”
“Okay, Emi. In that case, we will start with the ACE features. The REAL features can be a later release,” Brandy said.
“Great,” Emi said, glad to finally make some progress. “You mentioned users would dish out monthly. So you already have a subscription model in mind?”
“The app is free, but it won’t generate deliveries or assign a number until the user subscribes to a $99 dollar monthly subscription. Each delivery successfully delivered gives the mailgirl a $10 dollar credit. Just 10 deliveries a month and the cosplayer can have the app for free. In the absence of users with companion apps, mailgirls themselves can also use the companion app to generate delivery requests for themselves or others.”
Emi nodded. Thinking about the technical details.
“The companion app is similar, a $99 monthly subscription and for each valid delivery request entered into the system that results in a successful mailgirl delivery, the user gets a $10 credit as well. Both mailgirls and companions rise in rank each month and if they break off the subscription they have to start from the beginning, losing out on high-level perks and features.”
Emi wished she had a notepad, trying to keep up with the details.
“Finally, the authentic two-year, premium ACE mailgirl plan. It requires at least 5 companion-wielding hosts and 2 mailgirls to qualify. That’s seven people minimum. Everyone pays for two years in advance and receives a number of premium perks, and $15 off for successful deliveries. So it’s basically free as well, as long as each month the minimum number of requests and deliveries are made.”
Emi saw what Brandy was trying to do. She was cleverly seducing exhibitionists. They could try this alone, like herself at Lookout Point. She could have been earning credits for her little naked adventures. It was indeed a devious plan, giving the girls a little prod or reason to make the deliveries. The two-year plan to lock them in would also be exciting. Likewise the incentive to get a small group of people involved. This was clearly designed with growth in mind.
“What do you think, Emi?” Brandy said, with a knowing smirk.
That smirk got under Emi’s skin, but she didn’t show it. “It seems feasible. I like the concept of user-generated deliveries. Letting first-time experimenters keep it all to themselves and generate their own delivery paths.”
“Yes. I knew that you would like that,” Brandy purred.
Emi ignored the comment. “It’s multiple apps with a lot of server dependency. A smartphone app for requesting and receiving deliveries and an apple watch app. Likely you will want a phone version of the mailgirl app as well, for those that don’t want or have apple watches. The two phone apps will need to support both platforms. So that balloons the work to five apps in total. It’s a LOT of work. Realistically, we will probably just have a bare-bones system ready in two months. Maybe supporting just one platform. Is there a market for this? I mean, mailgirls are fictional, you know.”
Brandy smiled, looking Emi over. “Fictional? I’m not sure I agree with that.”
“This is a Halloween costume,” Emi emphasized with her arms. Does this woman not understand the concept of costumes?
“Well, I love your costume. Can you come up here for a moment?”
“Ahh… umm… okay?” Emi got up and faced her.
Brandy guided Emi to turn and face everyone. “This is exactly what I am talking about. Look at Emi, she’s the perfect cosplaying mailgirl, right down to the smartwatch accessory that we will sell this app for. THIS is what I am talking about!”
Emi hated being the center of attention. She tried to keep her eyes on the far wall, fighting her instinctive desire to cover herself.
“Slowly turn for us Thirteen, so we can see your full costume. Where your numbers are,” Brandy purred.
Emi complied, blushing. She hated being called thirteen but slowly started turning, hoping that they couldn’t see that she was trembling.
“The app might pay for the cost of development, but that’s not the point. The actual value is the STORY of its creation.”
Emi stopped briefly, showing a side profile, conscious of just how tight and pointy her nipples were. Was this turning her on?
“A big announcement of this app, along with a daily testing journal… will simply blow away our ACE mailgirl community. It will also excite the cosplayers to see more than just numbers drawn on the nudists.”
Emi resumed turning and faced away from everyone. Dread filled her mind as she felt her body starting to respond. Please… not here, not now.
“Remember, the larger goal is to not let this sudden fad, composed of thousands of mailgirls… fade away.”
Emi tried to stop trembling, imagining them all looking at her ass. She wondered what they could see. She started to turn again.
“We want to GROW this segment and for that, we need the combined effort of a massive marketing program interwoven with the production and testing of the app.”
Emi turned, profiling a side view again, trying to draw eyes away from her pussy. She lifted her rib cage casually pulling her shoulders back. She didn’t want it to look too obvious, but doing so raised her breasts. She didn’t want them to think she was trying to show off her tits, and she imagined she wasn’t. She only wanted to be displaying good posture. Her nipples were probably super obvious from this angle.
“Altogether, a perfect storm of frantic activity to smack them right smack in the pussy! That’s more important than even the money from this app. This is all psychological Emi, you have no idea how heady this will all be,” Brandy said, looking like a madwoman in ecstasy.
Emi quietly panicked, why did she have to say pussy? She turned to face them all again, angling her gaze towards the ceiling, avoiding all eye contact. A cooling draft on her inner thighs told her that she was moist. She tried to draw their attention away from her body. “So this is mostly about marketing? But… the scandal?” Emi began… wincing as soon as she said it. She didn’t want to lose this deal. Ruth likely didn’t have Jake on a leash. This might be a one-time favor between the two of them.
“The scandal helped us locate you, Emi,” Brandy said. “If we nail this opportunity, the scandal will have been the catalyst, the single best thing that ever happened to Su-Ning’s resort and this island.”
“I don’t follow,” Emi said.
“That makes two of us,” Jake added.
Brandy shook her head. “Alright, here’s the proposal everyone. Something to make EVERYONE happy and just possibly rich, and that includes Wang, Emi, and Su-Ning and Jake.”
Emi quickly sat down, glad to no longer be the center of attention.
“Emi will create the app and as she’s making and testing it, we will hype the shit out of it by sharing the developer and testing journals daily. I’ll write them up myself after Emi finishes her daily tests. The key here is an ‘authentic’ experience and why the REAL feature is so important. It’s a novelty fetish item, after all. It’s the details that’ll get these people going,” Brandy said, seemingly enjoying all eyes back on herself.
Emi glanced at Wang, wondering what the woman was thinking about all this. Ho was still translating for her.
“So we will build this app for a couple of months, marketing the crap out of it. And if by the new year, after journaling a realistic trial run for a couple of weeks… if the average ACE resort bookings (which are currently off the charts) haven’t at least doubled. Then Jake doesn’t have to build a new cruise ship port of call, to dock his ships here.
Emi saw Jake smile. She wasn’t sure if he was buying it.
“So the key here is to use the scandal to kick-start the launch. Wang is going to only post positive articles from now on if she hopes for a chance of a cruise ship docking port on the island. Such a thing would benefit Wang considerably. Also, since her resort is clothing optional on the beach, she might help with the backlog of bookings,” Brandy said, looking at Wang.
Ater Ho translated, Wang looked pleased.
“Around the world, new nudist resorts are being built as we speak… just to help capture some of this specific new demand,” she said, looking at Jake.
Jake didn’t have any reaction.
Brandy turned to Ho. “And Su-Ning is in a massively advantageous position. First, she has the legendary mailgirl 9 herself. Second, she has just opened a 5-star nudist resort. And third, her mailgirl is a software-making genius. We would have to be stupider than a bucket of nails to let this opportunity pass us by. So Jake is going to contribute a million dollars to Su-Ning’s resort to motivate and stimulate this app development which will include me on the marketing side.”
Ho was watching closely as she translated to Wang out of the side of her mouth.
“Remember, this is a marketing stunt, but with teeth as in… a real mailgirl app as the end goal. The mailgirl app will be serious and tested authentically. This could blow the current fad out of the water and move us towards that long-lasting trend that we all want to see,” Brandy concluded, looking around the room excitedly.
“So all you want from me is a million bucks for Su-Ning to build this app. And a couple of months later, if demand is still insane, I create a cruise-ship port here on this island. Is that right?”
“In a nutshell.”
“Sounds good. I’m in!” He said happily, looking at Emi.
Emi was feeling the pressure. This whole thing depended upon her delivering the app. Worse, she was getting a sinking feeling in her gut. “What… is this mailgirl app testing component supposed to look like?” she asked, looking around suspiciously.
“Ahh… yeah. What does she have to do,” Jake asked. “I’m in… if Emi’s in. I mean… you guys didn’t even discuss this with her beforehand?”
Brandy looked to Ruth. Neither smiled and finally, Brandy nodded.
Ruth sighed. “Well… now we get to the tricky part. You see, we anticipated some resistance from Emi on the testing component. Which is critical, mind you. But yeah, this all comes down to Emi. We thought it might be wiser to begin with the positive sides of the deal and get your buy-in first, Jake.”
“You mean you want me to help pressure her,” Jake reasoned, looking disappointed.
Emi had been expecting pressure. She could handle it. But this testing aspect had her concerned. The pictures all over the internet had her freaking out inside. Ben still hadn’t messaged her and now it felt like they were setting her up to be a mailgirl. The stakes were huge, not just for her, but for the resort, for the entire island. But there was no way she was going to sacrifice her freedom and dignity for this project. Not for all the money in the world.
Ho was watching her.
Emi’s gut lurched as she wondered if Ho was going to try to force her. Emi felt everyone watching her as she stared deeply into the opening of her apple cider. She turned the bottle, feeling the cool base twist atop her pubic hair. “May I ask a few questions?”
“Yes of course Emi,” Brandy and Ruth both replied at the same time.
Emi looked around the room. Ho and Wang looked concerned. Emi saw they wanted this deal to succeed. Ruth and Brandy were also paying close attention. “Tell me about the testing component. How… exactly… do we test the app?”
“Well… we thought… you are already naked. And in an office building… so a few numbers, like you have now, and you’re good to go. Test the app by making some deliveries around the building. I mean… does anyone here think that sounds unreasonable?”
Emi knew it! She fucking knew it. They were going to try to do this to her. Make it like it’s no big deal. The problem was, it probably seemed like a reasonable request from their point of view. They wouldn’t be able to get her to do that, would they? She realized she was already in a position that she never imagined she’d be in. So how did she get here? And if sitting in an office (the only one naked during a meeting) was possible, then the next step to REAL mailgirl must be imaginable too. She shuddered.
“Emi… are you okay?” Ruth asked, taking her hand.
“W… why me?”
“The community loves you Emi. You are their freaking hero, and they don’t even know you yet. Thanks to Ho and her Scandal, you nine, have become famous!” Brandy said, waving her arms. “What they want is a champion. A real mailgirl to look up to. They need you Emi.”
“What?… But I’m not a mailgirl!”
“Emi, Emi, Emi… you practically already are. You just don’t know it yet. The fact is, you are not just going to lead the mailgirl cosplay movement, you are going to transform it!”
Emi marveled at the lunatic. Was she trying to make mailgirls real? She didn’t want to be near any part of this woman’s scheme. She wasn’t some bimbo. She had the power to stop this. They all depended upon her agreement. There was no way Su-Ning would force her, and Jake was unlikely to be part of this if Wang or Ho tried anything underhanded. She shook her head.
Everyone was watching her.
“No, sorry. Get someone else to test the app. Also, I will not develop the app if my name is associated with it. Those are my hard red lines,” Emi said. “Plus, about positive articles about me? Wang will not be posting ANY new articles about me and will not reveal my identity. Not now, not ever. Also note, we can’t fit everything into the first two months. Plus keep in mind that setting a hard time limit dramatically affects quality. Are there any questions so far?”
Wang snorted after Ho translated.
Brandy looked shocked. “There is no point to any of this Emi if you don’t test the app yourself. We can keep your identity a secret, but that is our minimum requirement. We are only here because of the scandal. Wang needs to keep hyping you, that’s key to the marketing plan.”
Emi watched Brandy closely, struggling to keep her wits about herself.
“Su-Ning’s resort is a side bonus. Again the goal here is less about the app but more to excite the new mailgirl cosplay community and let them know that real things are happening in the mailgirl world. That there is a champion amongst them. So as you see Emi, we need you. Having you test the app personally is OUR hard red line Emi,” Brandy said confidently but gently.
“Then we are at an impasse,” Emi said, getting up to leave. She didn’t have to act brave or anything. There was no way this was going to happen. It was ridiculous. Even if Ho threatened another year, that would be preferable to being a real mailgirl. There was nothing further to discuss.
Ruth put her drink down. “Look… wait Emi. Let’s all take a breather. Go out into the party and have something to eat, go to the washroom, enjoy the party. We will resume in 15 minutes.”
Jake, Ho, Wang, and Sarah left the room. Emi stayed, sitting in her seat. She had no desire to go out to the party.
As Ruth was leaving she paused and turned to face Emi. “I’ll leave you two here,” she said, nodding to her open laptop on her desk. “You might as well say hello.” And with that, she left, closing the door behind her.
Emi got up and went to stand next to Ruth’s chair behind her desk. Facing her, in Zoom, was Su-Ning!
“Hi Emi, I hope you don’t mind that I have been eavesdropping,” Su-Ning said.
Emi sat down, full of emotion. Finally, she could tell Su-Ning what was happening. What Ho had done to her. What was going on… But did she already know?
Wow! So much going on with this chapter. Lots of good stuff. What will happen with her and Ben? Was Ho’s trap real or designed to push her to “volunteer” being nude. Another kind of trap.
A real enough mail girl in the works. She is likely to talk herself into it for the resort.
Wow! I didn’t see this coming!I think the last three chapters are the best so far. I will write more later, when I have more time and after rereading it.
Wow!
(sounds like an echo, right?)
But I know exactly what you’re saying. The excitement level here is contagious! Awesome developments – much better than I might ever have come up with.
I so want to write more … and I will … but right now, while these chapters are fresh, I don’t want to post anything that might spoil this for anyone else. I want every reader to come to it as I did … as ReaderMan designed it. And it is now clear how much effort went into pulling this all together. I’m on pins and needles waiting to see how this develops. It’s going to be good (I feel it)!
Blair
Thanks for the Wows guys, lol… So I guess the chapter was well named.
I like your thoughts Dimitrii. Yes a lot is going on!
Thanks arthyws! You mean chapters 14, 15, 16? or 16.1, 16.2, 16.3?
Blair! Thank you, yes a lot of effort!
I meant chapters 16.1, 16.2 and 16.3, although it’s hard to give preference to one particular chapter. I liked the ones before that as well.
Wow, all those months of suggestions from everyone finally pays off. I hope Chapter 17 has ten parts, because if you don’t it would just be glossing over the best parts to come.
Will there be a neck accessory like the original story? Is this where the shaving requirement comes in?
Will their be a corporal punishment in the demerits?
Wow indeed. So much happening and so much stacked on top of Emi. Genius developments, ReaderMan!
Bullet time, great paragraph 🙂
Thanks arthwys, that means my writing is getting better!
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Glad that you approve orflash64, haha… but don’t underestimate Emi.
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I was thinking of you when I wrote that Cave. Sorry, I had planned to sprinkle in a lot more bullet-time paragraphs but fell short in the end.
You did mention you’d try to add it into the story and I was just happy I noticed it. Don’t be sorry about not using it more. It’s a good writing tool to keep in mind, but in my humble opinion it should feel right when you use it, so should not be forced. This here felt like a perfect place, giving us a good description of Emi’s thoughts during that awkward moment.
Good advice. When things slow down I’ll definitely look more for places where it could feel right. I tend to focus too much on plot and ideas recently. At the end of the day, a piece of writing is only as good as how it makes you feel. I struggle with both descriptions and bullet-time (aka, intimacy) in my writing, and I hope to improve on those fronts moving forward.
Fascinating how in these chapters different things are happening on different levels.
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First there is the relationship between Emi and Ben. I like the playful banter between the two (“PINCHING a bare bum is much more effective”, “Emi yelped and run upstairs, giggling”). But there is also the question how it will develop further, especially with Liz in the equation. And I like how you describe Emi’s feelings, her embarrassment of being naked, her feelings towards Ben or the group dynamics in her team.
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Then there are the two evil ladies Wand and Ho ganging up against poor Emi.
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But the Big Bang here in these chapters is the idea to introduce a theme for the nudist resort:
MAILGIRL COSPLAY!!
With Emi as the main player!
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Mailgirls are a small niche withing another niche (ENF) in the big “fetish world”. So, one could say it is a bit far-fetched that a lot of people want to do cosplay as a mailgirl. But I don’t think so. Actually, I read that at cosplay events (or was it at Comic-Con) it happens regularly that women are sent away because they are too scantily dressed. And if the author is convincing when describing such a scenario (as our author here definitely is), the required “suspension of disbelieve” is not so difficult to achieve at all. And remember, there is even a parallel universe where a major feature film about mailgirls was made.
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That Emi is so reluctant to accept such a proposal is a wise thing to do. As a mailgirl, she is not just required to run around naked in an office building, but it also involves the different mailgirl positions, running to meet the deadlines, showing respect to her superiors, demerits, etc. Basically, a whole submissive mindset. Which I am sure the people around her will – maybe playfully – insist on. And in the background, there is always Ho looming. To make matters worse, the progress reports about the real-life testing of the mailgirls app will have to be published regularly to potential customers with all the saucy details…
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The long wait was really worthwhile.
Please, ReaderMan, don’t put yourself under pressure or feel pressured by us inpatient readers, just write at your own pace and have fun. That’s the most important thing! There is no need to rush or worse, try to finish the story too quickly. I really think this is an absolute brilliant setup, where the author has the opportunity to explore in length the numerous aspects and possibilities of the situation Emi is in.
Thank you arthwys. This is awesome feedback.
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It started very small, the Adult Cosplay Events at nudist resorts (simply because nudity is allowed there). The nudists were amused and wanted to partake in the fun of these tiny gatherings. Masks at first were used, but then just adding numbers was easier.
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The ‘mailgirl’ segment started slowly and grew. Lots of nudists didn’t even know what mailgirls were, only that with numbers and you could enjoy the event better. It wasn’t until later, that curiosity grew. It certainly wasn’t hard for nudists to add numbers and adoption happened fast as Brandy’s little events spread around the world. So that’s how it started, caught on and grew. Eventually the cosplay mailgirls far outnumbered the normal costume loving cosplayers. The events shifted less from being about costumes, to just nudists dressing up and having fun events. The fact that people wanting to partake could ‘cover’ themselves with costumes, removed the mandatory nudity requirement at the resorts for these events and so were accessible to the general public. Which of course helped the size and popularity of the events grow, which also increased how many people got to witness or think about trying out – a mailgirl costume.
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I have the next weeks post already written, still editing it. And the week after I have 70% of it written as well. So I think I can maintain this three week schedule without any problems. Thank you for enjoying the story and appreciating the all fine details and storylines.
Haha. This is all becoming so meta. I love it.
So lets continue with our meta-discussion 😉
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Thanks, ReaderMan for your explanations. What is still not clear to me is the idea of mailgirls at nudist resorts. I thought the whole idea of a mailgirl is a naked girl among many clothed people. How is that going to work at a nudist resort? Or is clothing optional for these cosplay events at the resort, so lots of people wear costumes (real costumes!) and the nudists (and mailgirls) mingle with them?
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As for Emi testing the Mailgirl app, this will be in a real office building with clothed office workers. With a naked Emi as the mailgirl…
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Quote from chapter 16.3: “after journaling a realistic trial run for a couple of weeks” This will not just be about a few daily tests, but Emi will be a real mailgirl for a few weeks. Diabolical! I’m very excited about this.
Meta – I had to look it up, but yes it fits very well.
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Brandy fluked out with this ‘mailgirl cosplay’ thing. It’s growing like wildfire. But yes, they are not real mailgirls. Not by a long shot. However, Seahawks story has been on fire at Amazon and so these women (and others) are having fun learning what the true meaning of mailgirls are. Yes, others curious about the new craze are coming to the events wearing various costumes, just to see all these ‘mailgirls’ and see what all the fuss is about. Some even deciding to give it a go. At the end of the day this is just bringing a lot of business to nudist resorts. Brandy’s main goal is to make sure this trend continues to grow. She believes that Emi is the key to perpetuating this freak trend. The scandal, about a mailgirl is helpful, but if she could reveal that the legendary mailgirl 9 herself, is personally developing and testing a real mailgirl app… well… that… Brandy believes… will blow this thing out of the water.
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Currently, even without Emi, the typical event path at most nudist resorts is. Business was slow. An ACE event happens. Business picks up and then mailgirl groups begin self organizing, making their own little events. Reading parties with wine and hot-tubs, number painting class, role playing mailgirl training, delivery simulations with staff volunteers in the resort office. Almost everyone wants to participate because it’s simply good for business and fun. It doesn’t happen fully every time. Sometimes things fizzle out. But after 2 or 3 ACE events at a single resort, the a new ‘mailgirl cosplay’ culture tends to stick, becoming a part of the resort on a daily basis.
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Yes. The office testing component appears to be realistic, in terms of environment.
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Yes. Diabolical. Which is why Emi has said, no way. Not going to happen.
Inspired writing indeed…… thoroughly enjoying the various twists and turns.
Readerman, I can think of only one reason Emi will say yes to being a Mailgirl- Ho gurentees a specific end date for Emi’s naked punishment after she agrees to be a Mailgirl for a certain length of time. The testing, applying and working out all the bugs for however long it takes to do it. But Emi will have to be a real Mailgirl and all that applies.
F*Word: Thanks, yes Meta!
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Roobarbandcustard: Glad that you are enjoying!
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Orflash64: And so the predictions begin…
Too on the nose?
I’ll never say. You know me orflash64. I’m not one to spoil. But I do enjoy seeing the guesses and speculations. It can be fun to see who can figure out the closest guess. So far we have a few contenders.
I just thought I should give it a try how a mailgirl smartwatch could look like… (The picture is quite large, so for viewing it might be better to download it first.)
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arthwys
I’m so enjoying your artwork contributions to the Emi Universe!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Blair
Wonderful!! I’m not sure a Fitbit could hold a mailgirl app, but it’s great to see this here. Inspired to write more!
Thank you arthwys!
It was the only free 3D model I could find. There is a model of an Apple smartwatch available, but I didn’t want to spend so much money for it. I was hoping nobody will notice…
No it’s fine. I still love it and am deeply honored. It felt fantastic to see my last chapter come to life as a visual like that.
I get how it works. (I briefly played around with Max and Maya years ago, for a few days. I gave up. Those apps are seriously hard.) Plus the larger area was probably easier to work with. However, if you’re ever stuck for a particular model let me know. Maybe I could buy it and email it to you. Although, I guess at that point it would become less like fan art and more like real work I guess. Regardless, your images deeply inspire me and so you have my gratitude (and productivity boost!).
Now it is my turn to be deeply honored! I never expected that someone would pay to support my pictures. But as you said, I also think it should stay fan-art. So I can work on my pictures when I have time and when I feel like it. Otherwise I would feel obliged to produce something. And fan-art it really is: I love your story and really enjoy imagining scenes from it and maybe make a pic about it. But to hear that the images inspire you really makes me very happy.
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Actually, I did buy some models for the pictures. For example, the model of an Asian women (Emi), the rickshaw and recently a model of an office environment. For the watch I didn’t, because I thought it is too small to see details on most pictures.
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As you can guess from the office model, I thought about some mailgirl scenes in an office environment… However, currently I am stuck with some lighting problems. For outdoor scenes it is fairly straightforward, as there is only one source of light, the sun. For the rickshaw scenes I used an HDRI file for the background and the lighting, which was very simple. For an office you have light from the windows, lamps on the ceiling, desk lamps and even computer screens. I haven’t figured out how to do it, it will probably take a while.
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But the most important thing: It is almost Saturday again and time for the next installment of The Resort Ambassador!
Readerman, here’s another speculation – since the powers to be want to make money developing Mailgirls, but not real Mailgirls business model, but a fetish thing for kinky tourists and nudists. So they would want some subroutine for sex with a Mailgirl, blowjob, intercourse. It would be a package upgrade for subscribers that want it included, but not part of main app. They would want Emi to write it, but not require her to test it. However once something is created there will always be someone wanting to give a try while Emi is a Mailgirl. Could be some opportunities for near misses and misunderstandings. Sometimes the rumour of a Mailgirl giving relief is just as bad, and rumors are common on the Island. What about the Ponygirl pulling a cart angle, will the resort expand on that for the tourists?
Perhaps you could just add a 3d model to a pre-existing stock image of an office. I mean, assuming that someone agrees to test the app!
I enjoy reading your speculations orflash64. You’re always thinking far ahead. Your thought about Ho in the next chapter was one of your best guesses so far, very plausable, but it’s not what happens.
But Emi still developes the app, so she is still involved?
On first read, Wang showing up struck me as hugely significant. Her arch-nemesis! Everyone all join forces, backing Emi into a corner, figuratively speaking.
On second read, here’s what I’m thinking about:
How Emi’s mind is elsewhere. Such an important, potentially life-changing meeting, and she keeps checking her smartwatch for messages from Ben.
Suddenly on chapter 462 (just guessing) we have a Mailgirl story. How cool is that!!! (but truth be told, I’m sill hoping for a strong Pony Girl element. A hybrid mailgirl/ponygirl story. How cool would that be. But ReaderMan, ignore such comments. Write YOUR trajectory. That’s the one I’m enjoying.
Brandy. She’s a pushy one, isn’t she?!?!
AND I really loved how Emi, in the midst of all this, is thinking like the programmer that she is, discussing scope and timeline. So well done!
AND the cliffhanger ending. Su-Ning! She’s in on it. Wang and Su-Ning are both in on it. OMG … boy are you in trouble Emi!
Glad to surprise you! Yes, Emi has a lot going on. Good thing she’s good at multitasking, haha…
But is it really a mailgirl story? It could be something less, or something much much more.
If there is one thing we can count on, it’s Emi, the programmer. When she does something, she does it right.
Thanks Blair!
Brandy Lipple?? I’ll bet SHE got teased in school. Why, the limerick potential alone . . .
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And she is a lawyer specializing in fetish. My, that’s quite a narrow specialty. I wouldn’t think that would come up a lot in legal cases.
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“wondering if it made the woman happy to see herself here”
I don’t think this is the correct use of“herself” because it suggests that it refers to Wang, when it refers to Emi. I’d suggest using Emi’s name here.
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When Wang walks in, she finds a chair and sits down. That made me wonder why Emi is still standing. Wouldn’t someone have offered her a seat by now?
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Ho looks “disappointed” when she sees Emi. Evidently, her intention in giving Emi the package was that she’d come to this meeting clothed. But if that fact matters, then it seems that Ho should have been clearer about her meaning when she gave Emi that package.
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Brandy’s pitch is already a bit long and the reader is waiting for her to get to her point. But then Sarah has to explain to Jake what mailgirls are. I would suggest omitting that because the reader already knows and it’s best to avoid have characters explain to other characters something that the reader already knows.
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Getting back on my soapbox, I would point out that in all of this discussion of women apparently wanting to role-play as mailgirls, your characters only talk about the sexy “costumes” and the fun little game of delivering packages. But the life of a mailgirl involves more than that, doesn’t it? She has to sit on the floor averting her eyes from those of her “superior,” patiently listening as she is berated and insulted for some percieved tardiness or other fault. She is to be treated as a lesser being undeserving of respect. She does not even deserve to have a name. Somehow I am not convinced that all of these women who are supposedly clamoring for the opportunity to cosplay as a mailgirl would retain their enthusiasm very long once they are actually in that role.
Of course. We are talking about people fantasizing and not realizing the real thing could be a lot different.
You are not the only one to suggest this. I did already cut it down a little, but not enough I guess. Thanks for the feedback!