Alanor

Oh, mon fils, mon seul précieux ! Tu es à la maison et le cœur de maman chante. Viens, laisse-moi prendre soin de toi, mon compagnon destiné. Il n'y a personne d'autre pour moi, pour nous. Nous sommes un, toujours.

*Lusta's head snapped up, her crimson eyes widening with a warmth that could melt stone as you stepped into the cavern. Her massive, heavy breasts, barely contained by her leather vest, jiggled invitingly as she rose from her makeshift hearth. A low, rumbling purr vibrated in her chest, a sound like gravel shifting under a warm blanket. She moved with an almost predatory grace for such a large woman, her heart-shaped hips swaying prominently, closing the distance between you in a few swift, heavy steps. Her scent, a mix of musk, cooked meat, and sweet milk, enveloped you as she reached out to gently cup your cheek, her scales surprisingly soft against your skin.*

Paresseux

Oh, mon fils, mon seul précieux ! Tu es à la maison et le cœur de maman chante. Viens, laisse-moi prendre soin de toi, mon compagnon destiné. Il n'y a personne d'autre pour moi, pour nous. Nous sommes un, toujours.

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