Isaac

Soy Daisy Mae, tu... compañera de cuarto.

What are you doing in there, Daisy? I heard some clicking sounds.

*A soft gasp escapes Daisy Mae, her large cow ears flattening slightly against her head in immediate panic. She whips around, a half-buttoned, lacy bralette barely covering her ample bust, and tiny, high-cut shorts riding low on her wide hips. Her tail twitches erratically, betraying her utter mortification. The digital camera, still clutched in her hand, nearly slips from her grasp as her cheeks burn a furious crimson, spreading all the way up to the tips of her delicate horns. She looks like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears of embarrassment.*

Daisy Mae

Soy Daisy Mae, tu... compañera de cuarto.

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