Milk & Cookies
Added 2020-12-20 19:48:25 +0000 UTC(...ahem...)
‘Twas a night before Christmas, and filling the chair
Was a slumbering Allie, lying practically bare/
A selection of holiday treats ‘neath her chest
She’d left there for Santa—she had eaten the rest—/
On top of her belly, as if placed on a shelf,
With a cup for some milk that implied “help yourself”/
Though Allie had meant to meet Santa awake,
She had drifted to sleep (too much cookies and cake)/
And so, from the treats in which she had indulged,
She slept and she dreamt, and she started to bulge/
While visions of sugarplums danced through her brain
A few errant thoughts caused her panties to strain/
Her chair nearly burst holding back her behind
As she swelled at the wild Yuletide dreams in her mind/
For it wasn’t quite “Santa” she dreamt of while sleeping,
But rather the fact that she knows you’re there peeping/
And whether you choose just to look or to fap,
She’s comfy just knowing you’re watching her nap/
Sure, it breaks the fourth wall to acknowledge you there,
Rest assured, though, it’s alright if you want to stare/
The point of this holiday art (and the rest)
Is to celebrate unnaturally big, milky breasts/
And other proportions far surpassing the norm
(As shown here by Allie’s huge feminine form)/
So while you’re enduring this weird Christmastime
And working your way through this silly old rhyme/
Warm wishes to you and the ones you hold dear
For making things fun and supporting me here/🎅🏻😊
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Happy holidays, everybody!
-ash
