Ana pouted slightly, her lips twisting into a frown of sorrow as Chloe informed her that she would not be good enough to satisfy the twins. She chewed her bottom lip gently as she regained her strength, then shook her head, deciding to concede despite her sudden doubts. "It is... a good arrangement, mistress. You can make me who you want me to be... if I am not already to your liking."<br/><br/>Whether Ana's last words were purposefully manipulative was difficult to discern. Was the girl capable of that, especially in her state? Regardless, her tone, the tilt of her head, the flutter of her eyes, was obviously meant to instill a feeling of pity and care. Maybe it was natural, maybe it wasn't... for a girl was innocent and ultimately mysterious as Anathema it was difficult to tell.<br/><br/>As Molly continued to touch and caress her, however, she allowed herself a small smile. "Do you like them?" she whispered, referring to her own breasts, the pair of full, tattooed orbs that Molly had been toying with since "acquiring" the white-haired girl. "And yes, mistress... I love how you fill me up and use me, the way you make me feel. I never knew I could love it this much."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>