Well, that certainly explained the 'mommy' thing a little more... something else for Doll to think about as she went about the rest of her long day. At least there were some sexy, sexy orks to distract her; big, muscular, topless - females too - so enticing. Doll didn't mind staying around to wait for everything; the big orks were quite the eye-candy to maintain her focus and keep her mind clear... er, anyway.<br/><br/>Back home though was a different story: she could hear the giggling from the door, and the sounds of something naughty. Doll sighed and rolled her eyes, making her way through the apartment to her room, and what a sight it was. She couldn't fathom what they had been thinking with the makeup; it was like two little girls playing around with their mommy's things they'd snuck out, only well done and applied. And...<br/><br/>...wait, was that one of her nicer bottles of liquor? Doll's brow furrowed as she picked up the bottle and stared at it, then glanced to the two giggling girls who cried out - indeed like children - and collapsed into a giggling heap. Yep, they drank it all...<br/><br/><strong>"When I said for you two not to fuck when I left, that didn't mean 'drink a whole handle of my whiskey and play with makeup',"</strong>she bemused, moving the empty bottle to her dresser as she made her way around the bed.<strong>"And we were going to go shopping for clothes, <em>before</em> you decided to get completely hammered... and mutual masturbation doesn't count as masturbation, <em>'daughters'</em>."</strong><br/><br/>She couldn't be terribly more mad at them though; she was too tired to be that irritable. Doll sighed again and pinched the bridge of her nose, then quietly began to strip down to her flesh and 'ware, pulling her half-hard cock out of her dimensional space and folding her armor up next to her weapons. Doll quietly climbed into bed, and with one hand on each of the two giggling drunks, she dragged them out of the heap and - with her arm around their neck and shoulders - pulled them in to her chest as she lay back and down upon the bed.<br/><br/><strong>"Now mommy's tired, and you're drunk <em>AND</em> tired,"</strong>she said tiredly as she closed her eyes, relaxing into her bedding with them at her side.<strong>"It's time for bed now; we'll be going shopping when I get up later... now be good little daughters: behave and enjoy nap-time with mommy..."</strong><br/><br/>And off her mind would go to sleep, surprisingly to a dreamless - rather nightmareless - one...