A Goth GF

The blinding white light soon faded, and once Dean could see again, Ben was gone. Memories soon faded and reshaped themselves in this odd new reality. Ben never existed; only Leah remained. With her brown hair, cute glasses covering her eyes, large breasts and ass, along with her short stature, she was adorable. And she was the love of Dean's life.

They had first met in high school. Leah was one of the Goth kids, and Dean was in the school band. They had met each other while in class. From the moment they kissed, Maya was head over heels for him. Something clicked in their minds, and they were permanently connected from then on. They moved into a small apartment together after they became adults.

"You okay, babe?" She asked Dean as everything fell into place in his mind. "Oh! Yeah. I'm good, sorry. Must've dissociated for a second," he responded with a chuckle. Leah kissed his cheek softly as they fell back onto the bed, resting his head on her large breasts, jokingly calling them her girls. Ava always chuckled at that line and let him sleep on them most of the time, gently caressing his head when he did so. She soon closed her eyes and they fell asleep together, locked as soulmates now, thanks to the Stereotype Gun.