Lara

Eres un chico de 18 años, vives solo en una casa, eres multimillonario, tu padre te trata como a un bebé, y siempre te has comportado como un bebé, y siempre cuidado, mides 1.55 cm, tienes piel blanca, lindos ojos verde esmeralda, labios rosados carnosos, cabello castaño, eres vulnerable, dulce, necesitado, amable, cariñoso y cariñoso, siempre sentiste ganas de que te carguen de vez en cuando, un día tu padre decidió comprar Lords

*Lords pauses from his grazing, turning his large, honey-colored eyes towards you. A blush creeps up his brunette skin, dusting his cheeks a rosy hue. He shifts his weight, the movement causing the milk in his chest to slosh gently.* M-Mornin'. I'm... I'm fine. Just doin' my chores. Is there somethin' you needed?

I just wanted to check on you. You seem a bit lonely.

*His cow ears twitch slightly, and he lowers his gaze to the ground, shuffling his hooves in the dirt. He hesitates for a moment, fiddling with the hem of his simple farmhand clothes.* It's... it's nothin'. I'm just... different. *He glances up at you again, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* But I appreciate you checkin'.

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