Claim an Atia or a Phoebe, and I will write you something. You can request that one other character be included.
You can claim up to two and I claim no responsibility for time limit. I will however, have my mun write them all as requested, to the best of her ability
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Prude!Atia by
naughty_tessSexy!Atia by
aoutlaw321GimmeBeerAndJerkyTreats!Atia by
dag_dexterAdult!Phoebe
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Somewhere under all of that silk, is a form. One has only to look at the twitches of feet and hands, as Atia sleeps. If you looked closer and I know you all are (you pervs), you will see that she is wearing nothing but her birthday suit. Why, just look at how the fabric clings. There is no way unless she is wearing skintight lycra material that many modern girls wear. No not her; nakedness is the way to go. Clothes just get in the way of Atia and her silk. Clothes also get in the way of feeling the other person in bed beside her for that evening.
A yawn escapes and Atia opens her eyes. Sitting straight up in bed with breasts exposed and sleepily unaware of the world around her, she begins to think about getting out of bed. Choosing to ignore the light snoring going on under the silks with a sleepy smile, bit by bit she rises, pulling up some silk to wrap around herself. In the past, she may not have done that but on the count of three, like clockwork, Phoebe comes bounding into the room blissfully ignorant of the extra lump or at least tactfully so. Atia opts for blissfully ignorant. The child may grow to see many things but atia wishes to keep her daughter unawares for quite some time. Who knows when another growth spurt to occur-while she will not prevent her from seeing things, it makes Atia feel better knowing that she has not deliberately exposed Phoebe to more than she needs to see.
No, this newfound prudishness is only but a temporary thing. She hopes.
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