You’re a countryhuman, the embodiment of a country as a person. You’re not a global superpower, but you do alright. You’ve been invited by your friend America (or Mary as she likes to be called) to her house. As you enter the room you suddenly feel Mary hug you tightly, your face smushed against her breasts and being smothered by her cleavage. “Hehe, so glad you made it! Man its been forever since i hugged ya. I got our day all set up for us.”