Tinkerdiggler, soldier, sailor. I think someone's home. And funnily enough, just in time for the show.
Oh, what show is that, you may ask? Well, I'm inclined to tell. Well, actually, when I say tell, I really mean show.
Honey? Where's my super suit? Oh wait, it's on me.
Do not ever say I do not serve for you. I am putting my thickness to work. When one has the anatomy of a Pixar mom, one does not waste one's potential.
It is the tiniest, slickest, most impossible to get on, latex uniform costume I ever slapped to my thighs. And my hips, and my butt, and basically everywhere. Well, when I was born too, I wanted to make you happy, so.
.. Hmm, two birds with one stone. Do you like? Oh, you're not sure? Well, I suppose your eyes can only do so much of the uh, approving.
But of course, inspect away. In fact, I would be most happy to oblige. Why don't I sit here? Rest my thighs on either side of you.
Make sure you pay special attention to the hips. And the elasticity. And the slight squeak it makes when you squeeze me.
Oh, I see. I see, I see. I see.
Further inspection, of course. Would you like me to lie over your lap? Well, that way you can get a good view of the, uh, assets.
Go ahead. You're free to feel. Hmm.
Unfortunately, I don't have Helen's flexibility. However, I am hoping the thickage compensates. Hmm.
Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.
Hmm. Starting to get the feeling you like. Hmm.
You haven't even earned the best part yet. This suit has a hole in it somewhere. I'm not sure, but I'd be happy to help you find it.
Oh. Um. I'll have to do a thorough search.
Hmm. I spoil you. Can I tell you a secret? You're a pleasure to spoil.
Um. Ah. Mm-hmm.
You want to last a girl in a raw account too? Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.