"No way, I-I can't wear this!" Tailsko cried. The outfit was far too revealing, even if it was still technically better than being naked. Just imagining walking around in it made Tailsko blush even deeper, as she envisioned people turning their heads and staring, drinking in her ample bust as it bounced and giggled, the sway of her wide hips as she walked, the tightness of her plump rear squeezed into her shorts. What would they think of her? Would they find her... sexy...?
Tailsko tried to ignore the pang of excitement that came with that thought. She couldn't just flaunt her body around like that, she wasn't Rouge! Although, she certainly had curves that could compete...
"No, stop!" Tailsko cried, shaking her head. She had never had this problem before, and it was scaring her. She needed to quell these perverted thoughts as fast as possible, before she did something she regretted.
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