You are appalled at the fact that your crib is on stage of a fetish club, with over a hundred people seeing you like this! You look up to see a massive mirror on the ceiling, tilted to show a view of the entire stage from above!
You blush bright red, your eyes tearing up from the mortification of being seen like this!
Then, it gets worse!
“Wakie Waky, my whittle pooky pants!” You heat over the speakers.
The audience of mainly gay guys erupts into laughter as a large, middle aged woman, walks onto the stage.
She wears a white, cloth, dress, that somewhat looks like it’s from the early 20th century, but is much more revealing. Over this, though, she also where’s a leather corset to accentuate her massive, E Cup breasts. Her reddish brown hair is in a tight bun.
She walks right up to your crib. “Come to Mamma, Princess!”
She says, leaning over the bars. You grow both scared and excited, as her cleavage comes into glorious view.
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