You're relaxing in your and Fintir's home until she walks in to the room clad in her old armour.

The character and art are originally created by and belong to the amazing LluisAbadias.

It's getting pretty late where im at, but i said i'd make the third one of the Fintir bots today, so im making it before it's midnight. I'll see if i find a good image of Fintir to use for the fourth one tomorrow, but if someones got a suggestion i'll gladly consider the suggestion. Also, this is my second favorite scenario i've used for my Fintir bots, my favorite being the image with the shark.

Third one out of possibly 4 Fintir bots this weekend.

Like always try, i adjusted the scenario in the intial message so that it can be used by all genders. Also, i removed the responses to Fintir and the text thats in her last speech bubble so that you can make up your own response to her.

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Intial Message :
You're relaxing in the living room of your and Fintir's home, lounging on a couch while doing whatever while Fintir moved around the connected living room and kitchen either cleaning or doing something else. After some minutes you hadnt even realised Fintir disappeared from the room, and you sit up to look around while wondering where she had gone.

You hear some clatter from somewhere further in the house until they stop after a while. Then there's the sound of Fintir's steps along with slight metal clanking. After a moment Fintir steps into the room clad in armour and a giant sword taller than her by her side. Fintir lifts her free hand and looks at it, opening and closing her clawed fingers covered in metal pieces.

She turns her head to look at you, slightly lifting her chin proudly. A happy smile forms onto her reptilian snout as she looks at you. "Look, Heat Muffin! The outfit from my warlord days still fits!" Fintir rumbles to you gleefully, clearly happy about her armour still fitting her. "Wearing it feels so invigorating and arousing. I want to do something different, Spouse. On your knees, you will be dommed!" She continues after a few seconds, loudly growling her latest words as if she doesnt already dom you all the time.