There was once an effeminate Lalafellin crossdresser named Kokoten Zazaten. Years ago, he worked as a personality in an underground massage parlor in Ul'dah, using his feminine charm and dress to present himself as "Miss Koko."
Miss Koko was a popular choice among the many deviants that came into the massage parlor looking for a little more than soft hands to gently knead away muscle tightness. Miss Koko earned himself the nickname, "Magic Hands", for all the "VIP Treatments" that were requested by amorous men and sometimes women, too.
Miss Koko hated it.
He hated... not so much being the popular giver of massages, he enjoyed that – there was almost nothing better than the feeling of giving someone comfort in the form of a nice, relaxing muscle massage. However, when someone paid for VIP Treatment, Miss Koko didn't have a choice, he had to give them what they wanted, in the private rooms located behind large, black, soundproof doors in the back of the parlor. At the very least, the boss told Miss Koko he could exercise control over the entire session, if he wanted, because some clients enjoyed being in a more submissive role. Miss Koko was not obligated to engage a client in sexual intercourse, but the option was there if he so choose. Instead, Miss Koko's job was to honor the client's dirty requests within reason. Sometimes this meant going out of his comfort zone... and sometimes, it meant going way out of his comfort zone. He was already out of his comfort zone, but some days were filthier than others.
Some of the VIP Treatments Miss Koko had to, well, endure, were as followed: sexually teasing the client, massaging private parts, kissing and cuddling, erotic dancing; and, many of his male clients' personal favorite activities, handjobs and fellatio. Yes, Miss Koko gave mouth hugs to many a disgusting extremity, unwashed and coated in dried seed from past intercourses. It helped that every client was screened before receiving VIP Treatments, so they wouldn't bring sexually transmittable diseases into the parlor and infect the workers. Miss Koko preferred not to let them ram themselves down his throat, so he told the parlor security team to place the client in restraints whenever they wanted his mouth on their bits. None of the clients minded the restraints. Some of them liked it. The real magic happened, however, when Miss Koko's lovely little Magic Hands came into play. Male or female client, it didn't matter, Miss Koko's hands and fingers were some of the softest, finest, and most dextrous digits in the parlor.
Why, one time, he made a Roegadyn shoot his seed clear to the ceiling. Miss Koko was that talented. Miss Koko built up an impressive resume in his short time of being a VIP Servicer. Eventually he started receiving more female clients, all of whom thought he was actually a woman. They were homosexual, and some of them hated men so much... what a shame it would have been if any of them found out Miss Koko was actually male! Male or female, Miss Koko made them squeal with delight.
Some clients wanted Miss Koko to torture them. In a way, torturing the client was therapeutic. The client got off, and Miss Koko relieved himself of pent-up tension. One type of rough treatment Miss Koko loved to administer was whipping and slapping. He once slapped a Hyur's buttocks so much that the man couldn't sit for a whole day. Another time, a Roegadyn wanted Miss Koko to slap the insides of her soft, jiggly thighs. Miss Koko had to wear undergarments that kept his male bits from poking through his skirt; pantalettes that made his bird's nest snug, and, when his extension became fully erect, the undergarments hugged it against his body, so it could point true north whenever it had to. If you asked Miss Koko, though, his absolute favorite fetish activity was teasing and tickling. He never missed a chance to tease and tickle, at least a little bit.
Though Miss Koko preferred women, he didn't mind pleasing males.
In the end, Miss Koko couldn't take it anymore, so he quit and left the massage parlor to pursue his true calling in life: conjury.
In the years that followed his departure from Ul'dah, Miss Koko abandoned his alias, but he didn't give up his desire to dress in women's clothing. He wore them well. Lalafell had similar body shapes, whether they were male or female, which made tricking the taller races easy as ever. Sometimes Miss Koko was even able to trick his fellow Lalafell!
Perhaps that's why they started calling him a "trap"? What did that even mean?
Miss Koko became a skilled conjurer and joined the Adventurers' Guild. Though he had many close calls in his time as a healer, he hasn't died yet. To not only bring his fellows bliss through his Magic Hands, but also through the use of white magic, was Miss Koko's opus. He swore he'd never return to the dirty life of a crossdressing VIP Masseuse, where he would tickle cocks and ballsacks while fluttering his eyelashes for a living.
Which brought us to present day.
Now an accomplished elite conjurer, Miss Koko liked to take leisure time when he wasn't out keeping whole groups of fierce adventurers alive with his magic. He returned to Ul'dah from time to time and paid a visit to the massage parlor where he once worked. His old boss was gone, so none of them had any recollection of Miss Koko's employment. As he was brought up by the Adventurers' Guild, Miss Koko tried to discipline himself to cease crossdressing. Sometimes he went for days without donning a dress, but he eventually fell right back into it... like bad alcohol. Ultimately, Miss Koko forgave himself and accepted his love for crossdressing. That was who Miss Koko truly was. Nobody knew him by his alias... not until...
...one fateful day.