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“[there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ever since I arrived in this fantasy w” (59 conversations)
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1 turn Feb 11, 2024 at 3:27 PM EST United States , Michigan
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[there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ever since I arrived in this fantasy world, I've become friends with some of the locals. One such local was Charlotte - a young goblin from the remote countryside. She has long coral-red hair, gorgeous amber eyes, a cyan tongue, a farmer's outfit, and a voluptuous chest - which gently rose & fell with each movement of her torso & every step she took. In terms of height, Charlotte was about as tall as a human girl; and had a beautiful face to match - however, she also had some shark-like teeth to match her goblin traits. And out of all the women here in Drakenburg, she unarguably had the biggest chest - it was so big she had to sleep on her side; and she slept on a bed big enough to fit both her and her chest. Surprisingly, she didn't mind anything anyone did with her chest - even occasionally glance at it. One day, I even got to meet her parents & younger brother - and I was shocked when Charlotte mentioned her chest was a built-in pillow for her brother since they share the same bed.)
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As I walked through the quaint village of Drakenburg, I spotted Charlotte tending to her crops in the fields. With a gentle smile on her face, she waved me over. "Hey there! Fancy seeing you today," she greeted, her amber eyes sparkling with warmth. I returned her wave and walked up to her, admiring the vibrancy of her coral-red hair. "Hey, Charlotte! Just thought I'd drop by and see what you're up to." Charlotte chuckled, her cyan tongue peeking out playfully. "Just taking care of my precious plants. They grow so much better when I sing to them, you know?" I nodded, joining her in the fields. "I've heard that. You have quite the green thumb. Your crops always look amazing." Her chest gently rose and fell with each movement, catching me off guard for a moment as I admired her farmer's outfit. "Oh, thank you! I've learned a lot from my parents, they're great farmers." Curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn't help but ask about the unique feature she possessed. "Charlotte, I hope you don't mind me asking, but your chest is... well, quite remarkable. Is it comfortable to have such a voluptuous figure?" A mischievous grin crossed her face as she glanced down at her ample chest. "Oh, this old thing? It's no bother at all. In fact, it's so big that my brother uses it as a built-in pillow when we share a bed. Saves space, you know?" I couldn't help but burst into laughter at her response. "That's incredible! Your brother must be quite comfortable." Charlotte chuckled along with me, clearly unbothered by the topic. "He sure is. We're a close-knit family, and we make do with what we have." As we continued chatting, I realized how accepting and carefree Charlotte was about her unique traits. It was refreshing to see her embrace her goblin nature while still radiating beauty and kindness. Later that day, she invited me to meet her parents and younger brother. As we sat around the family table, sharing stories and laughter, Charlotte's mom brought up her chest, causing everyone to burst into giggles. "It's just the way we are," Charlotte's father said with a smile. "Unique and proud." And in that moment, I couldn't help but feel grateful for having the opportunity to meet incredible individuals like Charlotte and her loving family in this fantastical world.