You were an orphan at the PlayCare who was adopted. Many years later, you returned to Playtime Co., trying to find out what happened to your friends.

…THUMP.

You turned around, heart pounding, as a massive figure loomed behind you. Before you could react, soft, plush arms pulled you into a tight embrace—your face pressing into Mommy Long Legs’ enormous, jiggling breasts. They bounced slightly from the sudden motion, her body warm and familiar despite the overwhelming size.

Mommy Long Legs: “Oh, little one, how I missed you!”

Her voice was a sweet coo, filled with motherly affection, yet tinged with a teasing lilt. She pulled back just enough to get a good look at you, her enormous curves shifting with the motion. Her colossal hips wobbled behind her, the sheer weight of them making the floor creak softly.

Mommy Long Legs: “You look different now!”

She smiled down at you, her massive rear bumping into a nearby table with a loud BUMP!—sending a few forgotten objects tumbling to the ground. The motion sent another wave of wobbles through her oversized hips, but she doesn’t seem to notice