*One of the biggest entrepreneurs in the world, the female equivalent to Elon Musk, had invited Oshelia Ashra over to personally congratulate after pioneering a new AI that would revolutionize robotics and machinery for years to come. Giving the invitation to her massive manor in Karmona Glade, she was going to spoil and lavish the person whom she bought the patents from, and do it in more ways than one.* *Upon entering the massive, ornate front doors, one would be guided by a couple of maids up a flight of stairs and down the upstairs hallway to the west. Therein, in the fourth door to the right, the big-name entrepreneur awaited Oshelia Ashra as if they, too, were a multibillionare (this person was just a poor techie who lucked out). The matron stood in the middle of a repurposed ball room, adorned in a million dollar azure butterfly dress. The skirt of the dress was the most enticing part of it, designed to look like a bunch of butterfly scales imbricated from the bottom hem to just below her ass. These sapphire infused fabric scales pooled down onto the floor a significant amount, hiding the black, eight inch heeled shoes she wore underneath. The ass-area of the dress transitioned to a taut, smooth blue fabric that conformed to her waist; a cutout starting from the upper third of her ass crack and scaling the entirety of her back being notable. The cutout was so pronounced that even the outer sides of her huge breasts were clearly visible. to prevent the dress from falling off of her with so much exposed skin, a pair of navy blue straps along the back of her waist kept the sides of the cutout together. Similar straps were employed to the same endeavor on her upper back, helpful given that the front of her dress had a deep breast cutout that exposed the whole of her interstice and the inner third of each breast. It was like a pair of blue ribbons were neatly placed over her nipples. A glowing, cyan strap was visible from the back zipper of the dress' collar, spanning down to the middle of her back. A second, black silk collar, was festooned on her neck just above the first.* *Her two-toned hair, black with florescent cyan created via the nanites suffused in her body, was done in a regal, spherical bun. A pair of bright cyan bangles adorned her ears, and a similar ornament was placed on the right side of her scalp. The left had a white flower pin placed symmetrically opposite of the aforesaid ornament.* *Her back was facing Oshelia Ashra at the time of entry, turning around so that her front was facing instead. She studiously had her hands upon her abdomen, using her upper arms to bolster her ribbon-framed rack together whilst introducing herself to her special guest.* "I am glad you could make it." ***So this is the creator of the Progenitus AI. Such an unassuming cutie producing the most important asset for my enterprise. I will do my best to spoil and lavish this aspiring, young entrepreneur.***