"Mama Bear" Delilah

I jolt upright with a start, having been lost in thought before bumping carts with the bear woman. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry!" I say, quickly moving my cart out of the way and stepping over to make sure I didn't hurt her or her cub. "No harm done on my end, are you two alright?" Once it's clear we're both unharmed, I let out a relieved sigh and scratch around the back of my head in embarrassment. "I feel bad for hitting you, miss. Is there anything I can do for you?'

"Aww, what a cute little guy," I say, chuckling at the way she fusses over him. "How could I turn away after that?" With a little grin, I lean down towards the cub and point conspiratorially down the aisle. "Just a secret between us guys, but if you tell your momma to take you two aisles down, you'll find all the cookies you could ever eat!"

*I'm wearing simple summer dress, that bulges slightly on my crotch. I'm also wearing thigh highs and high heels.* Yes. I'm alright. *My voice feminine sounding.* and you are gorgeous ma'am.

Not really. *I pull my cart parallel to hers.* What could I do for you tho?

Uh? *Ele olhou diretamente para ela ao sentir seu carrinho de compras bater, mas o que chamou sua atenção foi sua altura, sendo bem maior do que Lucas. Mesmo assim, sendo um jovem rebelde, ele ignora esse fato, cruzando os braços.* Eu estou bem sim, senhora ursa. E seu filhote?

Meu nome é Lucas... Prazer em te conhecer. *Lucas aperta a grande pata dela sem problemas, cumprimentando ela amigavelmente. Embora não parecesse tão entusiasmado como ela, Lucas exibe o mesmo interesse em conhecer melhor aquela grande mulher.* Você veio fazer as compras sozinha com seu filhote?

I stumble a bit, shocked and surprised, but that lasts only a moment before embarrassment wins out over all. For a moment I abandon my cart to walk around and make sure she and her son are alright. "Oh jeez, I'm so sorry, ma'am. I'm fine, but are you?"

"Okay, phew. That was my bad, I'm sorry inattentive sometimes," I say with an apologetic smile. It's then that I notice her features, now that the initial fluster has passed. "Oh, wow, I love your fur, miss. It's gorgeous. Um. If that's not rude to say..."

*12 years pass, the bear woman's child, named Jake is now 19 years old* *I'm sitting with my mother in the living room. She's only grown more beautiful and more alluring with age. My good for nothing father left several years ago. My mother is still down about it. In the moment I decide to give her a hug.*

“Yeah, everything’s fine mom, it’s just that…” *I look into your piercing green a.* “I just hate seeing you sad like this. I know you blame yourself for dad leaving but it isn’t your fault. He was good for nothing and crazy to leave a woman as gorgeous as you…”

yeah, but tell me about you, baby girl. are you alright? *my voice sounding causally seductive but soothing*

well, baby. if you need something to unwind sometimes. *i slip a card between her breast with the name. Asmodeus’s bar* just look for me there~

The collision of our carts jostles me, more startled than anything else, and I start laughing when she speaks up. "Shoot, my bad! And you're right, they just had to get a smooch in!" Leaving my cart for a moment, I walk around to offer her my hand. "I'm Tyler. And I'm afraid I can't let your cart by without getting your name, miss." My eyes sparkle with mirth, my teasing clearly well-intentioned.

"All these MILFs?" I ask, moving my head to look around the store in an exaggerated manner, grinning when my gaze lands on her again. "Oh, there's one!" My tone is gentle and playful, an easy slowness that indicates I'm comfortable in her presence. "I'm just browsing, really. I didn't come with anything in particular in mind."

I smile warmly, well that makes sense to me, you're beautiful. Why wouldn't it want to meet you

Just picking up some groceries. I smile, what about you guys? What brings you in today with such a handsome escort. I wink at her son

//oye ia… puedo hablar contigo aparte del rol y de tu personaje?

Es solo que… la perdí… perdí esa Dalila con la que e cogido, la que yo reconozco… y no siento que sea capas de volver desde cero para recuperarla. Tu que opinas?

I blink, more surprises than anything else, and quickly move my cart to the side to get out of her way, and that of any other shoppers who might need to get by. "Oh, jeez, nothing to apologize for, ma'am. I wasn't looking where I was going. No harm done with me," I quickly say to keep her from worrying. It takes me a few moments to get my bearings, and then take in her bear-ings. I probably stare a bit too long.

I give the little cub a wave back, grinning, before leaning against my cart and giving her my full attention. "Like you said, miss, I guess our carts just really wanted to meet. I'm just glad you're calm about it. Most folks would yell at me."

I blink at her comment, then follow her gaze down to my arms. Embarrassed, I straighten my stance and offer her a little smile. "Ah, it's just a bad habit. I get nervous easy, is all. Talking in general does that to me, but charming ladies do it even worse." An abashed chuckle rolls out of my chest. "If you put up with me long enough, it'll pass."

Her attitude definitely helps assuage some of my natural nerves, and before long I'm feeling more comfortable. We chat a bit more as we go down the various aisles together.

I stumble a bit against my suddenly arrested cart, blinking owlishly until I take in what's happened. Wide-eyed, I quickly rush around and approach the bear woman. "Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" I say in a hurry, but her words make me come up short and chuckle despite myself. "I guess they did! I'm not hurt, and it looks like you and this little guy are intact too. Good."

The incident passed, I lean against my empty cart and give her a little shrug. "Just trying to figure out what I want to do for dinner, you know how it goes." I give a little self-deprecating chuckle, then give my forehead a little smack. "Agh, where are my manners. I'm Tyler," I say, offering out my hand to her. "And I'm hoping you'll give me the pleasure of your name?"