So I've made a few changes to Dishonored. Corvo's name is now Caroline and she's female. Emily is older than in canon. Some of the characters have had their personalities changed to better fit the kind of story it is. If you really care, PM me and I'll send you a full list of the changes to the backstory. If you don't, just sit back and enjoy the lewding of the Dishonored cast.
"Caroline!" Caroline Attano grunted as a teen dressed in white threw herself into Caroline's arms.
Caroline smiled as she looked down at the bundle of white in her arms. "Heya Emily. Happy to see me?"
Emily nodded furiously. "It's been such a bore without you here! Mother is always busy and the maids aren't as much fun as you. Hiram is a stick-in-the-mud as well. Always telling me to act more ladylike!"
Chuckling, Caroline spun Emily around before placing her back on the ground. "Well, I suppose I'll be taking the blame for that. I'm not the most ladylike role model after all."
"Nah, but you're much more fun! Hey, let's play a round of hide and seek!" Caroline considered it.
"I've got to go talk to Jessamine," as she spoke Emily wilted in disappointment, "but I suppose there's time enough before that."
Emily brightened instantly. "Great! Come on." So saying, Emily dragged Caroline down a flight of stairs into a lower courtyard, away from any other prying eyes.
"So, you count to twenty and I'll hide," Caroline said. Emily shook her head.
"That's boring," she complained.
Caroline raised an eyebrow. "Okay then. You count to ten and then I'll try to sneak up on you while you're seeking. If I manage it, you have to pay a penalty."
"And if I find you within two minutes, the same goes for you," Emily added. Caroline grinned.
"Gotten a bit arrogant in my absence, haven't you? How fun!"
Emily grinned back at Caroline before turning away and facing a wall. "One. Two. Three…"
Caroline's eyes darted around the courtyard, searching for a hiding spot. Quickly she clambered up a nearby wall and perched herself on it like a gargoyle. With her black coat fluttering around her she cut quite the intimidating figure. Well, as Royal Protector it was kind of her job to be scary.
By now Emily had finished counting and was darting about, looking behind all manner of boxes and containers. She didn't look up though. People never did, something Caroline had learned to use to her advantage. Finally the teen wandered underneath Caroline's perch.
Rising to her full height, Caroline stepped off and plummeted towards the ground. She landed with a thump that made Emily shriek and jump in surprise. The teen was about to turn around when Caroline grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it skywards.
Emily yelped again, this time in embarrassment as her skirts were wrapped around her head, blinding her and restraining her arms. Using one arm to keep the fabric wrapped about Emily's head, Caroline squatted down near Emily's groin, whistling loudly.
"You know, you're definitely more ladylike in your choice of undergarments. White lace, side-tie? Does your mother know you're wearing these?" Caroline's finger traced up Emily's delicate skin, running up her navel. Emily shivered at the touch, struggling harder against Caroline's unwavering grip.
"H-hey, come on Caroline!" Emily whimpered. "It's humiliating! What if someone sees?"
Caroline brought her hand to a stop, drumming her fingers lightly on Emily's waist. She smiled cheekily, though Emily couldn't see it. "Well then, I suppose it's a good thing you're wearing such a cute pair of panties, isn't it?" So saying, her hand continued on its upward path, lifting Emily's top above her breasts and leaving her entire body exposed. The teen wriggled even more furiously to no avail.
Caroline's fingers traced Emily's lacy white bra that matched her panties. "Your breasts seem to have grown as well," Caroline commented. "Moved up from kiddie bras, huh? It's really astounding how fast they grow up. I'm gone for a few months, and when I get back you're dressed up in all kinds of fancy underthings that would give your mother a heart attack if she saw them."
"Please don't tell her," Emily begged. "She'll be furious!"
Giggling, Caroline made to say something, but a crunch of gravel nearby made her stop and quickly pull Emily's dress back down. As much as she loved teasing the girl, she didn't want to actually show her off to any of the guards or whoever else happened to be nearby. She'd only done it in the first place because she was sure that nobody was around.
From behind a barrel, a fat orange cat emerged and Caroline gave a sigh of relief. "Is that Lady Joan's cat?" she wondered, turning back towards Emily.
The girl was blushing furiously and desperately attempting to smooth out her dress. "I think so," she said, glancing up at Caroline. A sneaky grin crossed her face. "By the way, found you."
"Hey, I tagged you," Caroline argued. Emily shook her head, still blushing but much less than before.
"Those weren't the rules," the teen said. "You had to tag me, but I had two minutes to find you. Never said it would end if you tagged me."
Caroline blinked before shaking her head in disbelief. It seemed that Emily had gotten quite a bit more clever in her absence. "Well damn. You've got me there. So what, we both owe each other a forfeit of some kind?"
Emily nodded cheerily. "Yup! I've got to pay you back for embarrassing me like that!"
"Fine. Oh, but let's make it two forfeits for you," Caroline said.
"Wait, why? That's not the deal," Emily argued.
Smiling, Caroline reached over and pinched Emily's butt, eliciting a yelp of pain. "Well that's what it'll cost you for me to not tell your mother about your choice in underwear."
Emily gasped in shock. "You wouldn't! No, of course you would. You're you." The teen wilted. "Fine, you get two forfeits, I get one."
"Great!" Caroline clapped her hands together. "Okay. I've got to see Jessamine so we'll deal with the forfeits later."
Together Caroline and Emily made their way towards the gazebo where Jessamine was.