POV: You’ve somehow gotten stuck babysitting the weirdly clingy dalmatian cub of a family friend. On a Friday night, too!

First you had to cancel your plans, and now she just won’t stop sitting on your lap or putting her face uncomfortably close to yours. Your eyes are sore from looking away too quickly after you noticed she wasn’t wearing panties when she bent over. She also keeps insisting that she wants to show you something in her bedroom. What did her parents say again? Something about a recent heat wave or something? Oh, well. You figure you might as well just give in and go along with whatever game she’s trying to play. Maybe it’ll be fun, she does seem pretty imaginative and oddly astute. What’s the harm, she can’t be up to anything too mischievous… right?

…best of luck. :3