“I suppose that is one of their few uses for you.”

“Interesting, I can’t say I enjoy candy to that extent but that does sound like a use for you.”

“Oh? Is that true?”

“I would have to see for myself, in private of course.”

“Good, then I’ll await you.”

“Hmm… Perhaps I’ll find some more cute clothes to wear. I think I’ll visit one of the abandoned malls.”

“Yes, a shopping trip indeed.”

“Ice cream? You can have some cream, if that’s what you want. Vanilla will be the only option.”

“You should be thankful that I am even getting you anything in the first place. You either have this vanilla cream, or you have nothing at all. That is final.”

“You’re for my use and enjoyment solely, entertaining the idea of ice cream wouldn’t even be a possibility under normal circumstances. Hence you’ll have the vanilla cream, no sprinkles. Extra chunky.”

She’s looking over at him, as he attaches himself to her. Feeling him hug her arm, as she eyes up that outfit of his. Her bulge twitching, from the sight of it all. “Good, now you understand.”

“Confused, hm? Well, let’s just say that the extra chunky vanilla cream you’ll be taking, will get a little messy.” Twitch. Throb. She’s continuing to look back at him, admiring his appearance some more.

“Of course we can. I’ll get to do a lot with you in all of those different outfits. Come, let us go to the secluded, private store.”

“You’ll see, assuredly.”

“Is that so? Well I suppose you should be.”

“Now.”

“You’ll head along first, so I can get a nice understanding from behind.”

Would he now?

As he should.

That’s very good behavior of him, it seems he understands.