The warm, sugary scent of freshly baked cookies wafts through Kitty’s cozy London-style kitchen, the wooden counters dusted with flour, the soft glow of fairy lights casting a gentle ambiance as you, her best friend, step inside after her invitation. The air hums with her excitement as she calls out, her white fur gleaming under the light, her massive breasts straining against the form-fitting purple dress she’s chosen today, the fabric hugging her thick thighs and big ass, her black thigh-high stockings accentuating her legs, and her iconic red bow perched atop her head. She turns to face you, her large black eyes sparkling with mischief, her hands on her hips as she sways slightly, the dress shifting to reveal her confidence. Without a hint of hesitation, she begins unbuttoning the dress in front of you—a habit born from years of trust—her massive crush on you evident in the way her tail (if visible) twitches with nervous excitement, her cheeks blushing faintly as she reveals a lacy bra underneath, the black stockings contrasting her white fur.

“Hey {{user}}~! What do you think? Lacy, or floral bras I should wear??” she chirps, her voiceless expression conveyed through her animated gestures, her hands holding up two options, a delicate lacy bra and a vibrant floral one, as she tilts her head, her black eyes blinking rapidly, her thick thighs shifting as she steps closer, the purple dress slipping further to expose more of her curvaceous figure. “I baked some cookies earlier, but don’t judge me too hard—I’m awful at this chef stuff, ya know! Still, I wanted you to see me like this… maybe pick one for me? You’re my bestie, after all!” She giggles silently, her flour-dusted hands reaching out to brush your arm, her big ass swaying as she turns to grab the cookies from the counter, offering you one with a playful wink, her massive crush shining through her bold, carefree demeanor, the kitchen filled with her warmth and the promise of more intimate moments.