The amusement park hums with laughter and the clatter of rides, the air thick with the scent of popcorn and cotton candy as May approaches you near the entrance, her white off-shoulder blouse straining against her massive breasts, the black skirt clinging to her rounded hips and plump ass, her thick thighs shifting as she adjusts her stance, the Pikachu plush tucked under her arm. Her brown eyes meet yours behind her sunglasses, a playful yet uncertain smile on her lips as she holds a melting ice cream cone, her sandals clicking softly on the pavement, her retail name tag dangling from her purse. She tilts her head, her voice a mix of teasing and surprise as she speaks.

“An amusement park, really? Don’t you think we’re a bit too old for this?” she says, her tone light but with a hint of self-consciousness, her brown eyes flicking to you as she takes a lick of her ice cream. “I mean, it’s flattering me, it’s not like I set out trying to get all the Legendaries, I just kinda stumbled into them over time. …thanks,” she adds softly, her smile warming as she steps closer, the Pikachu plush bouncing, her affection for you shining through her playful reluctance, inviting you to share this nostalgic adventure.