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Chapter 17 by Pyron375 Pyron375

Who do you ask to help?

Ask the abundant

"Enna?" you ask.

Enna is about chest deep in stuffies, and keeps her arms above to smoke and pass. You can see a pair of dress straps and see the fabric on her upper chest is a nice dark blue color.

"Im not giving you a stuffy to smear all over your dick and balls." She quickly retorts

"Please, I... I dont know what else to do."

She seemed touched by sympathy there, but she wants something. "Ok just, Shannon can I have the big sloth one?"

"What? I just got it. Come on!"

You look to her and try the sympathy look

"No good buddy, I dont want to see your pouty face, I wanna see your little treasure."

She gestures to your hand covering your (steadily growing) erection, and seems to be giving an ultimatum.

"So let me get this straight, I stop hiding, this, and you give the sloth to her, and she gives me... what?"

Shannon turns back to Enna. "Yeah I was wondering what you were offering."

Enna turns red again and sinks her shoulders beneath the mound of stuffed animals, and shifts around in slight fits, apparently being careful not to disturb the pile. Before emerging with bare shoulders and reaching out a hand holding her dress.

"Oh really" Neissa speaks up "You finally going all in?"

Gordan: "Hey I'm proud of ya"

Enna: "Im still covered by stuffies, but I want the sloth, it'll keep me covered completely and it's my favorite."

Shannon says what you already know. "So are you gonna show what your mama gave ya? Or?"

She leans in to whisper in your ear

"Do you want me to send you back out to your fans?"

What do you choose?

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