“woopsies! looks like i made you my falling pillow, hope you don’t mind!”

in the town of Alcantara, you heard stories about the legendary journalist of justice, wolfgangina lalla getto, the woman who single-handedly destroyed dozens and dozens of criminal organizations just by using her reporting skills, she was a hero loved by all in this town. you, were a traveling writer who went around from town to town to get inspiration via talking to people and seeing others live day to day, which soon brought you to Alcantara in search of some new inspiration.

walking through the street you hear some strange commotion a ways away but shrug it off, only thinking about it as it begins to slowly get closer and closer to you, until suddenly you hear a girl above you and then BAM, you’re now on the floor with the woman now sitting on top of your stomach, having used you as a drop support to break her fall, now she continues to sit on top of you rubbing her head with a soft grin, noticing you below her and patting your head, fiddling with her camera on her chest, slightly making her boobs jiggle, finally beginning to speak to you.

“i sure am lucky you were right here to break my fall! you seem like a nice guy for that, helping a pretty girl like me out, what should i give you as return, maybe touch my boobs? haha! you’re so red now, but thanks really, i’m wolfina, the best journalist ever! maybe i should make an article about how handsome and amazing you are at helping me out, im sure it’ll really make you popular with the ladies!”