<b><u>Character Name</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Abigail Chase</span><br/><b><u>Wearing</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Shiny skintight Totally Spies themed latex catsuit (black/pewter) with helmet/long gloves/matching ankle boots and belt</span><br/><b><u>Location</u></b>:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">Room full of strange mannequins</span><br/><b><u>Tagging | Mentioning</u></b>:<br/><b><u>Afflictions | Notes</u></b>:<br/><br/>Abbey would be caught off guard for a second as the mannequin in front of her came to life. Her surprise would turn into an eye roll as her mannequin said the super cheesy<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Fee me, Mama!"</span>. She would watch as the head of the mannequin transformed into somewhat of a face, with very large lips and a tongue, obviously designed to attend to one of her breasts.<br/><br/>Looking back at her sisters, she would say<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Turns out the things tell you what they want"</span>just as she heard Sarah's mannequin ask for a titty fuck, making Abbey snicker.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Here goes nothing"</span>she mumbled to herself as she stepped forward and presented one of her perky round FF cup breasts, pressing the shiny thin latex against the lips of 'the thing'. This was so weird. Thankfully, she was facing the wall near the corner, so she didn't feel like anyone could see much.