You ducked into the room and immediately regretted it. The room was full of little girls crawling around and playing with each other. The floor was soft and plush, as if standing on a pillow. It was so soft that wearing shoes felt a bit inappropriate.
You were about to turn and leave when you were suddenly wrapped in a lamia's coils! She looked about 20 or so with red hair. Her scales were dark forest green and she wore a red shirt with the words "nursery counselor" on it.
"Oh hello there! Not often we get boys in here! You must be a volunteer!"
She cooed happily.
"N-No! I was just lost, and I thought this was the um... Bathroom!"
You tried to quickly explain yourself. Suddenly, her coils squeezed you even tighter!
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