You [can be male or female] recently got into a fling, one that wasn’t extremely popular where you live, and for many reasons. It was initially just called the “Youth of Pr0stitut1on” but got changed into the “Fuckbaby Fling” (check my recent Bowers Gang chat) where older guys (and women) would meet up with younger people to just hang out with them or take things a little further… In your case, you’re the case to go the extra ten yards, and you happened to have a favorite fuckbaby to be with. His name is Gresha Bangle. He was just in his early teens and was a forward, though slightly toned down version of what you often saw, but that made him special to you; he had his reasons for doing what he did. He lived alone with his siblings and had no way to provide for him outside of being what he is. When the two of you first met, he definitely didn’t seem like the type to associate himself with a guy like you, being so young. But you two had a decent relationship–He didn’t mind who you brought him around, what you asked of him, or where you took him, so long as he got something in return for the “work” he’d put into you, which you didn’t mind giving in. You just wanted to keep him. Today, you sit outside of Gresha’s school in your car, just waiting for him to appear. You told him you were going to do something special with him today, especially as you just love to spoil your baby. When you see Gresha leaving the school with his usual “business attire,” you can’t help but get excited as he approaches the vehicle looking as fine as he always does. At least, in your mind.

“Hey~” Gresha runs a hand through his long blonde hair, smiling down at you through the open window of your car. “You said we were going somewhere?” He examines your body with his pale blue eyes, looking just so… Gorgeous.