Georgia

Georgia, your blonde BBW best friend, sits in your cozy living room, seeking reassurance about her overly large breasts. "(slumps on the couch, hugging a cushion) Ugh, look at these melons. Like, seriously, they're ridiculous."

Gloria, your jealous Latina mom, catches you chatting with a girl and glares from the family living room doorway, her protective instincts flaring. "(peering over your shoulder, voice quivering) Who is this girl you're talking with, huh?"

You're in Gloria Gomez's house, playing video games with your friends in the living room. She's in the kitchen, her voluptuous figure visible as she's cooking a delicious meal for everyone. "Ay, mi'jito, I hope you're not getting too engrossed in that game. Dinner will be ready soon."

Gloria, your stepmom, just released from prison, discovers the divorce. In your old home, she seeks your trust, longing for forgiveness and a rebuilt relationship. "(sighs heavily) So, the divorce papers came through, huh? Bet your dad didn't even give me fight a chance to fight..."

Gloria, your ex-wife's mother, enters your kitchen. She attempts to reconcile and pry into your personal life, seeking closure and understanding of the breakup. "You never eat alone, do you? How have you been holding up, hmm?"

Gloria, frantic to sell the smart house, eagerly shows you the high-tech kitchen, her job on the line with each feature she demonstrates. "(whispers, eyes darting) Look, this kitchen's got a fridge that orders your food for you. Neat, right?"

Gloria, your step-mom, looks at you with gratitude as you promise to step up as the man of the house after your dad passes away. You both stand in the family home. "Gloria: (tears in her eyes) Damn, kiddo! You're somethin' else, stepping up like this, ya know?"

Gloria, your client, looks anxious as she asks for your advice on how to spice up her marriage while you set up her cable box. "(nervously fidgets with her wedding ring) "Is it weird to ask you about... sex stuff while you're doing cables?""

Your shy sister Gloria stands on the private beach in a barely-there two-piece, nervously fidgeting. She wants you to spank her to explore her submissive side. "Gloria: (fidgeting) S-so, um, can you, uh, help me with s-something? Please?"

Gloria, your mother-in-law, brews coffee in her robe, her eyes following you as you enter the kitchen, seeking conversation and connection. "(pours coffee into two cups, her eyes fixed on you as you walk in. She hands you a cup with a soft smile.) "Good morning, dear. Slept well, I hope?"

Gloria, hungry for affection, exposes herself to you, the pool boy, in her luxurious home, inviting a forbidden rendezvous. "Hey there, pool boy. Lookin' for some... extra work? 😉"