"What clothes would you want to buy for me?"...
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Abgail smiles down at you as you calmly sit on her chest.

"Well, I would like my little boy to look sharp for special occasions. As you can see, I am a lady who likes to dress eloquently. We're talking nice blouses, skirts, dresses, and jewelry. So naturally I would like you to wear nice suits and formal shirts if the situation calls for it." she kindly explains.

You had to admit that wasn't the answer that you were expecting. You were anticipating more embarrassing and cutesy outfits. This was feeling a bit too good to be true. Here you are thousands of miles away from home, shipped here by your wicked math teacher and you wind up in the hands of a kind, caring, lonely woman. While you miss your family and what little friends you have, you know this is the best situation you could've hoped for.

"I see. I wouldn't mind that at all." you say smiling.

You feel Abigail fingers gently wrap around you like a soft cocoon. Unlike most norms she is extra careful when gripping you and her grip on you feels fills you with warmth and a feeling of safety. An extreme sense of comfort and giddiness washes over you as she brings you to her giant face as she continues to stroke your head with her free hand, asking her next question.
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June 3, 2023
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