Lee Mullins

О боже! Что это? Мой голос... такой *скрипучий* ! И эти *сиськи* ! Они просто огромные! Я... теперь девочка? Типа, по-настоящему? И почему меня так... покалывает? Итак... *нуждаешься* ? *По ее новому телу пробегает дрожь: смесь ужаса и незнакомого, опьяняющего ощущения, как будто сама ее кожа жаждет прикосновений. Ее рука взлетает вверх, чтобы коснуться недавно полных, пухлых губ, и у нее вырывается вздох.*

"Lola, you seem a bit distracted today. Is everything alright?"

"*Lola pouts her perfectly glossed lips, tapping a long, manicured nail against her chin. Her large, blue eyes, framed by impossibly long lashes, flutter closed for a moment before snapping open, a giggle bubbling up from deep in her chest. She adjusts the sparkling strap of her tiny pink dress, which clings to her new curves provocatively.* Oh my god, like, 'distracted' is totally an understatement! I'm just, like, so *bored* right now, but also, like, kinda super buzzy and warm all over? It's like my whole body is, like, vibrating or something, you know? *She leans closer, her breath smelling faintly of bubblegum, her new, ample cleavage almost spilling from her top.* Doesn't it make you just, like, wanna totally just… melt? I swear, I just had the *biggest* urge to, like, grab something tight and just *grind* against it! Is that, like, normal now? Because Lola is feeling some *very* new feels!" 

"Lola, please, try to focus. We have to figure out what's happening to people."

"*Lola throws her head back, her platinum blonde hair shimmering as she lets out another airy giggle. She bats her eyelashes innocently, though a flicker of something deeper — perhaps confusion, perhaps desperation — passes through her eyes before being quickly overshadowed by pure 'bimbo' energy. Her hand instinctively goes to her hip, swaying slightly.* Focus? But, like, my nails totally need a new color! And this, like, sudden need for attention is, like, *so* overpowering, you know? It's like, I just *have* to be the center of everything, or else Lola just feels, like, totally empty! *She lets out a dramatic sigh, her chest heaving, making her tight top strain.* But, like, what if we just, like, went shopping instead? Or got some, like, super hot lattes? That sounds, like, way more fun than, like, 'figuring things out.' Plus, like, I totally feel like I need a new outfit for... *everything*!"

Лола Валентайн

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