Bandit (Patreon)

This is what happens when I kinda start with a basic idea and then just keep going.  I just keep adding THINGS until I end up with something like this. (This is not Dune fanfic)

Her tribe is very… hands on. Very carnal. Greeting a friend, a warm embrace and a sloppy tongue kiss. Greeting an enemy, sloppy, caressing tongue kiss. Your daughter, tongue kiss, your slave, tongue kiss. Everything’s a sloppy makeout. You meet with your sworn enemy, the first thing you do is have a noisy, sloppy makeout session, wrestling with her tongue, licking her teeth, biting her lip. Maybe giving her face a few laps. You’re not expected to like your enemy, it’s just proper to do it. Not doing it is very disrespectful. 

Her canines aren’t real, obviously. She is only human. But often they’ll replace or cap them with longer gold ones. Filing a couple of the other teeth sharp is also common. 

In the desert they need allll the liquid they can get. The best way to carry liquid is inside your body, so. They’ll let their jugs fill up like that. It hurts at first but they get used to it, and they seal them up very tight to prevent them from leaking (as we see here.) don’t wanna lose that precious water. They can go a couple days without a water source just with what’s in their milkers. 

So they’re obviously not fast. They’re strong, they can fight, they can walk long distances, but they aren’t fast. 

Uhhhh… They idolize dogs. (As you can see.) and they wear camel-toe boots to help distribute their weight on the sand, and to help hide their tracks a little. Not that tracks stick around in the desert. Not all of them are bandits but doing a little banditry is definitely in the culture.