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Chapter 31 by Etcetera Etcetera

Well? Have you?

Nope, so the rest of the bus ride is pretty awkward

Callum's question doesn't elicit much of a reaction from the group, (with the exception of a withering glare from Allura) leaving everyone free to confront the harsh truths described by the Love Doll. You're quick to get over it, naturally, but Harley remains lost in thought right up until the bus pulls into the terminal.

Rousing her with a cheeky squeeze of the thigh, you guide the disoriented girl-product off the bus and turn to catch her in the act of covering up - a move that you discourage with a slow shake of your head.

Harley heeds the gesture, hands falling obediently to her sides, but her eyes can't seem to stop flicking between passers-by and the disapproving scowl of her elven counterpart.

"Girl, don't worry about me." sighs Allura, "We're the same. If you've decided to listen to him there must be a good reason, and I won't judge."

"Yeah, a good reason - like A GIANT SWANGIN' D!!!" cries Callum, cupping his hands to his mouth for maximum projection. Harley squirms at the accusation, doing everything in her power to keep the oncoming flush from tinting her pale skin.

"Dude, shut the fuck up," you grunt, taking the opportunity to usher everyone away from the bus and in the direction of the mall's nearest entrance. "No wonder your doll is so pissed off all the time; who would want to be a **** to a loud dumbass?"

"Ouch!" Cal yelps, clutching his chest dramatically. "Et tu, mon ami?"

"He's right, actually. You should listen to him." Allura advises, "I'd never be your '****', but we could at least get along if you weren't such a colossal twat all the time."

Callum goes quiet - nursing his bruised ego, you imagine - as the four of you enter the mall. You're about to set a course for the closest electronics store when Harley tugs on your arm and asks if the group can make a detour.

"Where to?" you ask, intrigued. But she just moves on ahead and gestures for everyone to follow, doing nothing to obscure her fat, wobbling tits from the hundreds of eyes fixating on her nearly-nude form.

Where does Harley lead you?

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