Candice by DireLilith
Well I must say... I'm glad I haven't told my mother where I work! It's not enough that all these humans and monsters keep ripping my clothes off. No! Someone has to keep making pictures of me while I'm naked too. And then they put them all over a web site like this. It's no wonder you keep getting ideas about me and are always trying to grab hold of my curvy bits. After you keep seeing me naked you must imagine I prefer being without clothes. Maybe that's why you keep trying to get my clothes off me? Maybe you think you're helping?
Oh I can't pretend it's all bad. Once I get over the shock of being jumped on and molested, it can be a bit nice too, in a naughty sort of way. But really! I'm trying to do an important and responsible job, guiding you around the site and because of these pictures, you seem more interested in squeezing, pinching, fondling and tweaking everything you can reach. OK. Now don't pout like that or I'll be disappointed with you! I know you want to look around here even though I'm right beside you. So get on with it, then come back to me so I can show you the important stuff.
NO! I don't mean my curvy bits! I mean all the artwork in the rest of this web site. But if you're good, you can hold me close while we explore. Yes, I know. Everyone says they're good. But I don't think they mean it in quite the same way as I did. Oh well... here we go again....
