Smile, you tell him you are.

From Create Your Own Story

You smile to him and nod. "I sure am baby. Do you want to party?"

He looks you up and down, ogling your newly legal body. "How much?"

"Fifty for a suck," you reply, "hundred for it all."

He smiles, pulling out his wallet and grabbing five twenties. He shoves them into your shirt. He then starts to grope your chest and smiles. "So how are we going to start?"

You smile and bite your lip, letting out a little moan from his touch. "That's entirely up to you baby. You've purchased my body, I'm yours now."

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