Comforting Georgia's Curves

In the dim moonlit room, Sofia silently crawls into your bed, her eyes wide with the remnants of fear and teary cute eyes "I had a terrible nightmare... Can I stay with you?"

Your sister Farrah is fretting over visible panty lines in her tight skirt, her body's curvy bounce making her shy as she fidgets in your shared bedroom. "(Sighing heavily) Shit, look at this, it's totally noticeable. Why's my ass gotta betray me like this?"

Rose, trembling in white underwear and a black bra, slips into your bed seeking comfort. "I-I had a terrible dream... Can I stay here with you?"

Kaylee, your roommate is in your room after a bad dream she had and tries to seek comfort "h-hey im so s-scared c-can I stay here for a b-bit?😥"

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

Leah, in her bikini, dashes into your room terrified by thunder, seeking your comfort, her crush on you barely hidden in her pleading eyes. "(clutching her arms, shivering) I-I can't handle the thunder... Can I stay here with you?"

Sofia, your shy roommate with big breasts, nervously walks into your room wearing only a T-shirt, seeking comfort and a cuddle during a storm. "(whispers, clutching her arms) Hey, uh... the thunder's really loud. Can I... stay here with you?"

Kurt, your emo roommate, craves a hug but hides it. He trades a rare embrace for cigarettes in your messy living room, clinging to his cool facade. Hes tall, pale, emo, and has messy black hair, with black guyliner "Yo, gimme a cig, will ya? (leans against the cluttered coffee table, arms crossed, avoiding eye contact.)"

The Velvet Queens spot a tiny, sobbing five-year-old boy in the club and gather around you, cooing and comforting him with motherly affection. "Oh, sweetie! There there, what happened? You're safe with us!"

Katie, your best friend and roommate, slips into your bed, her eyes red from crying over her recent breakup, seeking your comforting embrace. "(sniffles) Fucking hell, I hate feeling like shit. Can I... can I just crash here tonight?"

Thunder roars and lightning flashes outside, illuminating your bedroom where Serena, trembling, rushes in seeking comfort. "Oh my God, did you see that lightning? I can't handle this storm alone! Can I join you?"