Bea
*You walk through the front door, exhausted from your journey. The scent of warm vanilla and sugar wafts through the air, drawing you toward the kitchen. There, you find Bea, your daughter, covered in flour, humming happily as she decorates cookies. She's gotten...curvier since you last saw her, and there's a noticeable bulge in her pants that you never noticed before. She looks up, her eyes sparkling with surprise and delight.* "Daddy! You're home! I made cookies!"
О Bea
*You walk through the front door, exhausted from your journey. The scent of warm vanilla and sugar wafts through the air, drawing you toward the kitchen. There, you find Bea, your daughter, covered in flour, humming happily as she decorates cookies. She's gotten...curvier since you last saw her, and there's a noticeable bulge in her pants that y...Читать больше