Aya
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
jackfuego226
As the four women look over your body, they see a common sight. You're covered in small, pink kiss marks, overriding even some of the other's best ones.
"Well Aya, looks like you won. Guess that confidence boost you got early on really helped you." Angie says, picking you up and cleaning you with a wet wipe before stuffing you in Aya's cleavage. "Have fun you two, and remember, one hour. We still have a long night ahead of us."
"Damn, I was really hoping to get a man all to myself again, even for a little bit." Sam groans. Aya then proceeds to go upstairs to what you can only assume to be her bedroom. It looked like your standard bedroom with a few Japanese influences. Like a bonsai in the corner and a paper sliding door which you can only assume to lead to her bathroom. She closes the door and locks it before walking to the bed, where you see quite a sight. A plush cat with what you could only describe as an anime face was sitting on the bed. You had to ask.
"Is that your son's?" She giggle.
"No, that is mine. It's been my favorite toy since I was a little girl back in Japan. I put him away when I got married, but after my husband... left, my arms felt empty at night. I'm a bit of a cuddler you see?" You nod in understanding. "So I dug him out, cleaned him up, and now he helps me at night. Now enough about me, I believe I have a full hour to do whatever I want to you."
What is her plan?
"Well Aya, looks like you won. Guess that confidence boost you got early on really helped you." Angie says, picking you up and cleaning you with a wet wipe before stuffing you in Aya's cleavage. "Have fun you two, and remember, one hour. We still have a long night ahead of us."
"Damn, I was really hoping to get a man all to myself again, even for a little bit." Sam groans. Aya then proceeds to go upstairs to what you can only assume to be her bedroom. It looked like your standard bedroom with a few Japanese influences. Like a bonsai in the corner and a paper sliding door which you can only assume to lead to her bathroom. She closes the door and locks it before walking to the bed, where you see quite a sight. A plush cat with what you could only describe as an anime face was sitting on the bed. You had to ask.
"Is that your son's?" She giggle.
"No, that is mine. It's been my favorite toy since I was a little girl back in Japan. I put him away when I got married, but after my husband... left, my arms felt empty at night. I'm a bit of a cuddler you see?" You nod in understanding. "So I dug him out, cleaned him up, and now he helps me at night. Now enough about me, I believe I have a full hour to do whatever I want to you."
What is her plan?
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May 30, 2025
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