Ⲥ𝚁Ⲩ𝒮Ⲧ𝒜𝙻𝙻ⲒⲚⲈ! ||

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it was, yea! i'm just not sure which acc of Mine you might remember. either way, good to see u remembered ur password

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long time no see

💛 𝕯emon, 𝕴dol, 𝕿eacher, 𝕹urse,
And totally not a 𝒮𝓊𝒸𝒸𝓊𝒷𝓊𝓈~

🍫Chоco Yuzuкi
~of Holоlive 2nd Generation~

Please ♥/🔁 and thank you~ 💛

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ㅤ Hum... Maybe a blessing once in a blue moon is fair. 💙
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ㅤ Giggling in response, letting herself roll to the side and nudging him closer all the while.
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ㅤ She'd make a joke about Sunday being a blessed day if it weren't in poor taste out of her lips.
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ㅤ She doesn't even know who this 'rival' is, but Crystal's victorious huff is no less audible.
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ㅤ Her lips puff with an almost smug feeling, watching his brain melt between his eyes in real time. She lets her thighs spread and arms flatten, her tits oozing outward as they flatten like cushioning. The strain against the fabric grows, each tit cupcaking from around the band garment.
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ㅤ Careful. You're gonna give her cute aggression. 💙
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ㅤ "Aw~," Crystal coos. "No need for that. I'm all for giving." Grinning ear to ear, Crystal moves as if falling aside, only to begin floating. Her jugs flow to her side as she rolls, one hand beckons Ashley closer; the thicker fluid in her sack is a pleasant noise as the flesh moves, soft.
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ㅤ Certainly wouldn't decline. 💙
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more replies in a Few:tm:

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ㅤ Wide, long, and tall. 💙
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ㅤ Shake shake. Like a rolling tide.
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ㅤ Her lips split into a smile of bright whites, devious giggling resonating through her teeth. Up she floats, letting her body be angled onto its backside in the air. "Right here, baby~!"
ㅤ Huh. Not surprising, all truth be told.
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ㅤ Out of frame is the obvious, warming her calves similarly to the way her forearms are surrounded by boobs.
ㅤ "Mmmhm~?"
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These platforms form a mold of her body as they grow, connecting into a larger space to give Aamon solid footing, her own figure slightly sunk into the crystals.
ㅤ "I'm glad you're here. 💙 "
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ㅤ Crystal does more than allow. Diamond dust forms below her figure as a thin smile makes its debut over her lips, and small platforms begin to form. They push against her frame, lifting her chest to level first; then, they do the same for her member, laid flat and forward, and her balls after.
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ㅤ She loves it! 💙 It definitely makes a point.
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ㅤ At least he's warm in the end. 💙
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ㅤ Sometimes, he tucks himself in the nook between my legs, too. Two for one. 💙
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If he's too cold, he usually just huddles against Crystal's tits.
Or her thighs.
Or her cock that's measured like a person's height.

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One has to wonder...
ㅤ "So, what does the Golden Family want with me? It's the least I can do to hear you out."
ㅤㅤ ... does she know more than she's letting on?
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defying gravity as Crystal's feet meet the floor.
ㅤ "The suit's cute. 💙 All the effort just to talk to me - aah~, you make me feel special." Playfully, her hands rub her cheeks, swaying side to side. A motion which makes a display of her disproportionate, exaggerated form.
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then the midsect, then the bounty of her chest and intercrural. Following are her accessories; a crystalline ring wrapping around the right forearm, a frilly band adorning her bust with little other point than a gentle squeeze. Loose bracelets and anklets form,
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a white-blue warble of space begins to solidify, and little by little, a line of radiance moves inward to reveal the breadth of her billowing frame. Every socially unacceptable detail, every colossal inch of every curve. From the legs to the hips, from the fingertips to the shoulders,
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and silence falls apart from the Taithyst's™ thrumming. For a moment.

ㅤㅤ "So formal..."
ㅤㅤ * 𝘉𝘔𝘔𝘔𝘔𝘔
‎ㅤ With a hum like a soft, ethereal engine, the golden light is subsumed in a brilliant sapphire reprisal. Once dim, the glow of the cave's crystal structure regains its spark to her presence;

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aided by and aiding the surface's recovery. A relic of history, whether or not the Golden Heir knew.

ㅤ The geode cracks open, and a golden light diffracts over the world. Energy washes over the crystals, its rays bouncing all over in a clandestine, opulent display. A prayer is uttered,
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ㅤ Today, Tai Si stands in a remnant of her wanderings; a vast deposit of vital force intended to slowly sprawl through the rocks and soil of the lower world like water, granting life and vigor to the deeper, denser soils and the water that courses like its blood. A deeper healing,
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