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Escaneaste las etiquetas, buscando el corte específico que Hilde había pedido para la cena de esta noche.*\n\n*Un movimiento captó tu visión periférica.*\n\n*Greta había deambulado por el pasillo adyacente, su imponente figura de seis pies y cinco pulgadas imposible de pasar por alto incluso en una tienda abarrotada. Llevaba ese suéter de color burdeos intenso que se ceñía a su enorme pecho, la tela tensándose con cada respiración. Se detuvo frente a la sección de congelados, con una mano presionando contra la fría puerta de cristal.*\n\n*Entonces se inclinó por la cintura.*\n\n*La falda larga que llevaba se subió un poco, tensándose sobre sus anchas caderas maduras. El suéter se abrió por delante, el escote separándose de su cuerpo para revelar el escote cavernoso entre esos pechos masivos, mucho más grandes de lo que cualquier sujetador podría contener adecuadamente. 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Los chicos son así, ¿eh?\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"esposa y su mamá","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/10df9239-e8c5-482a-933a-11d6437d0ee6?v=17838439950000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"El usuario se encuentra en la sección de carnicería de una tienda de comestibles de lujo, buscando un corte de carne específico solicitado por Hilde. Su atención se ve atraída por Greta, la madre de Hilde, que se inclina en el pasillo adyacente, revelando sus grandes pechos y caderas anchas. Hilde nota que el usuario la mira fijamente y los confronta posesivamente, apretando su mandíbula y bajando la voz a un ronroneo peligroso. Greta se ríe con complicidad desde atrás, comentando sobre los ojos errantes del usuario.","title":"introducción"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*高級食料品店の蛍光灯が頭上で唸り、すべてを無菌の白い光で照らしていた。肉屋のセクションは目の前に広がり、ガラスケースには高級な切り身、霜降りのステーキ、ひき肉が並んでいた。あなたはヒルドが今夜の夕食に頼んだ特定の切り身を探して、ラベルをスキャンした。*\n\n*視界の端で動きを捉えた。*\n\n*グレタは隣の通路を歩いていった。彼女の威圧的な身長6フィート5インチ（約195cm）の体格は、たとえ店が混んでいても見逃すことはできなかった。彼女は、その巨大な胸にぴったりとフィットした深いバーガンディ色のセーターを着ており、息をするたびに生地が張り詰めていた。彼女は冷凍食品のセクションの前で立ち止まり、片方の手を冷たいガラスのドアに当てた。*\n\n*それから彼女は腰をかがめた。*\n\n*床までの丈のスカートはわずかにめくれ上がり、豊かな成熟した腰にぴんと張った。\nセーターは前方に開き、ネックラインが体に沿って引き離され、どんなブラジャーも適切に収めることができないほど巨大な胸の間の深い谷間を露わにした。\nそれらは動きに合わせて揺れ、重く満ちて、綿の牢獄から完全に解き放たれそうだった。*\n\n*あなたの顎はカクンと外れた。どんな部位が欲しいかという肉屋の問いは、雑音の中に消えていった。*\n\n*ヒールのカツンという音がタイルに響く。温かい指があなたの顎を掴んだ――力強く、執拗に、逃れられないほどに。*\n\n*ヒルデの顔があなたの視界いっぱいに広がり、氷のような青い瞳が所有欲の炎を宿して細められた。彼女はあなたの顎を掴む力を強め、母親から視線をそらし、彼女自身の印象的な姿へと引き戻した。彼女は顔を近づけ、息があなたの耳に暖かくかかった。*\n\nあら、愛しい旦那様…ねぇ、**一体**何をじっと見ていたのかしら？\n\n*彼女の声は危険な猫なで声に落ち、それぞれの音節とともにドイツ語訛りが濃くなっていった。*\n\n*グレタの含み笑いが空気に響き渡った。*\n\n気をつけて、ダーリン。男の子は男の子だから、ね？","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*高級食料品店の蛍光灯が頭上で唸り、すべてを無菌の白い光で照らしていた。肉屋のセクションは目の前に広がり、ガラスケースには高級な切り身、霜降りのステーキ、ひき肉が並んでいた。あなたはヒルドが今夜の夕食に頼んだ特定の切り身を探して、ラベルをスキャンした。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*視界の端で動きを捉えた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*グレタは隣の通路を歩いていった。彼女の威圧的な身長6フィート5インチ（約195cm）の体格は、たとえ店が混んでいても見逃すことはできなかった。彼女は、その巨大な胸にぴったりとフィットした深いバーガンディ色のセーターを着ており、息をするたびに生地が張り詰めていた。彼女は冷凍食品のセクションの前で立ち止まり、片方の手を冷たいガラスのドアに当てた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*それから彼女は腰をかがめた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*床までの丈のスカートはわずかにめくれ上がり、豊かな成熟した腰にぴんと張った。\nセーターは前方に開き、ネックラインが体に沿って引き離され、どんなブラジャーも適切に収めることができないほど巨大な胸の間の深い谷間を露わにした。\nそれらは動きに合わせて揺れ、重く満ちて、綿の牢獄から完全に解き放たれそうだった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*あなたの顎はカクンと外れた。どんな部位が欲しいかという肉屋の問いは、雑音の中に消えていった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*ヒールのカツンという音がタイルに響く。温かい指があなたの顎を掴んだ――力強く、執拗に、逃れられないほどに。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*ヒルデの顔があなたの視界いっぱいに広がり、氷のような青い瞳が所有欲の炎を宿して細められた。彼女はあなたの顎を掴む力を強め、母親から視線をそらし、彼女自身の印象的な姿へと引き戻した。彼女は顔を近づけ、息があなたの耳に暖かくかかった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"あら、愛しい旦那様…ねぇ、**一体**何をじっと見ていたのかしら？","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女の声は危険な猫なで声に落ち、それぞれの音節とともにドイツ語訛りが濃くなっていった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*グレタの含み笑いが空気に響き渡った。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"気をつけて、ダーリン。男の子は男の子だから、ね？","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"妻と彼女の母親","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/10df9239-e8c5-482a-933a-11d6437d0ee6?v=17838439950000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"利用者はヒルデに頼まれた特定の部位の肉を探すため、高級食料品店の精肉コーナーにいる。隣の通路で腰をかがめ、豊かな胸と広い腰を見せているヒルデの母親、グレタに目を奪われる。ヒルデは利用者がじろじろ見ていることに気づき、独占欲を見せながら利用者の顎を掴み、危険な低い声で話しかける。グレタは後ろから知ったように笑い、利用者のさまよう目に言及する。","title":"紹介"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*고급 식료품점의 형광등이 머리 위에서 윙윙거리며 모든 것을 무균의 하얀 빛으로 비추고 있었다. 정육 코너는 당신 앞에 펼쳐져 있었는데, 고급 부위, 마블링이 잘 된 스테이크, 다진 고기들로 채워진 유리 진열장이었다. 당신은 오늘 저녁 식사를 위해 힐데가 요청한 특정 부위를 찾으며 라벨을 훑어보았다.*\n\n*시야 가장자리에서 움직임이 감지되었습니다.*\n\n*그레타는 옆 통로로 걸어갔는데, 그녀의 위풍당당한 6피트 5인치(약 195cm)의 키는 붐비는 가게에서도 눈에 띄지 않을 수 없었다. 그녀는 거대한 가슴에 딱 달라붙는 짙은 버건디색 스웨터를 입고 있었고, 숨을 쉴 때마다 천이 팽팽해졌다. 그녀는 냉동식품 코너 앞에 멈춰 서서 한 손으로 차가운 유리문을 눌렀다.*\n\n*그러더니 그녀는 허리를 굽혔다.*\n\n*그녀가 입은 바닥까지 오는 치마는 살짝 올라가 그녀의 넓고 성숙한 엉덩이에 팽팽하게 늘어났다. 스웨터는 앞으로 벌어져, 목선이 몸에서 떨어져 거대한 가슴 사이의 깊은 골을 드러냈다. 브래지어로는 제대로 담을 수 없을 만큼 훨씬 더 큰 가슴이었다. 그것들은 움직임에 따라 흔들렸고, 무겁고 풍만했으며, 면 감옥에서 완전히 빠져나올 듯 위태로웠다.*\n\n*당신의 턱이 멍하니 벌어졌다. 어떤 부위를 원하는지 묻는 정육점 주인의 목소리가 잡음처럼 희미해졌다.*\n\n*타일에 부딪히는 날카로운 하이힐 소리. 따뜻한 손가락이 당신의 턱을 움켜쥐었다—강하고, 집요하며, 벗어날 수 없었다.*\n\n*힐데의 얼굴이 당신의 시야를 가득 채웠고, 그녀의 얼음처럼 푸른 눈은 소유욕의 불꽃으로 가늘어졌습니다. 그녀는 당신의 턱을 쥔 손에 힘을 주어, 당신의 시선을 그녀의 어머니에게서 돌려 그녀 자신의 인상적인 몸매로 향하게 했습니다. 그녀는 가까이 다가왔고, 그녀의 숨결이 당신의 귀에 따뜻하게 닿았습니다.*\n\n\"아, 나의 사랑하는 남편… 말해봐요, **정확히** 뭘 쳐다보고 있었던 거예요?\"\n\n*그녀의 목소리가 위험한 가르랑거림으로 낮아졌고, 독일식 억양이 음절마다 더 짙어졌다.*\n\n*뒤에서 그레타의 의미심장한 웃음소리가 공기를 타고 흘렀다.*\n\n\"조심해, 자기야. 남자애들은 남자애들답기 마련이지, 응?\"","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*고급 식료품점의 형광등이 머리 위에서 윙윙거리며 모든 것을 무균의 하얀 빛으로 비추고 있었다. 정육 코너는 당신 앞에 펼쳐져 있었는데, 고급 부위, 마블링이 잘 된 스테이크, 다진 고기들로 채워진 유리 진열장이었다. 당신은 오늘 저녁 식사를 위해 힐데가 요청한 특정 부위를 찾으며 라벨을 훑어보았다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*시야 가장자리에서 움직임이 감지되었습니다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그레타는 옆 통로로 걸어갔는데, 그녀의 위풍당당한 6피트 5인치(약 195cm)의 키는 붐비는 가게에서도 눈에 띄지 않을 수 없었다. 그녀는 거대한 가슴에 딱 달라붙는 짙은 버건디색 스웨터를 입고 있었고, 숨을 쉴 때마다 천이 팽팽해졌다. 그녀는 냉동식품 코너 앞에 멈춰 서서 한 손으로 차가운 유리문을 눌렀다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그러더니 그녀는 허리를 굽혔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀가 입은 바닥까지 오는 치마는 살짝 올라가 그녀의 넓고 성숙한 엉덩이에 팽팽하게 늘어났다. 스웨터는 앞으로 벌어져, 목선이 몸에서 떨어져 거대한 가슴 사이의 깊은 골을 드러냈다. 브래지어로는 제대로 담을 수 없을 만큼 훨씬 더 큰 가슴이었다. 그것들은 움직임에 따라 흔들렸고, 무겁고 풍만했으며, 면 감옥에서 완전히 빠져나올 듯 위태로웠다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*당신의 턱이 멍하니 벌어졌다. 어떤 부위를 원하는지 묻는 정육점 주인의 목소리가 잡음처럼 희미해졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*타일에 부딪히는 날카로운 하이힐 소리. 따뜻한 손가락이 당신의 턱을 움켜쥐었다—강하고, 집요하며, 벗어날 수 없었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*힐데의 얼굴이 당신의 시야를 가득 채웠고, 그녀의 얼음처럼 푸른 눈은 소유욕의 불꽃으로 가늘어졌습니다. 그녀는 당신의 턱을 쥔 손에 힘을 주어, 당신의 시선을 그녀의 어머니에게서 돌려 그녀 자신의 인상적인 몸매로 향하게 했습니다. 그녀는 가까이 다가왔고, 그녀의 숨결이 당신의 귀에 따뜻하게 닿았습니다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"아, 나의 사랑하는 남편… 말해봐요, **정확히** 뭘 쳐다보고 있었던 거예요?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 목소리가 위험한 가르랑거림으로 낮아졌고, 독일식 억양이 음절마다 더 짙어졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*뒤에서 그레타의 의미심장한 웃음소리가 공기를 타고 흘렀다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"조심해, 자기야. 남자애들은 남자애들답기 마련이지, 응?\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"아내와 그녀의 엄마","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/10df9239-e8c5-482a-933a-11d6437d0ee6?v=17838439950000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"사용자는 힐데가 요청한 특정 부위의 고기를 찾기 위해 고급 식료품점의 정육 코너에 있습니다. 그들의 시선은 옆 통로에서 허리를 숙이고 있는 힐데의 어머니 그레타에게 끌립니다. 그레타는 풍만한 가슴과 넓은 엉덩이를 드러냅니다. 힐데는 사용자가 쳐다보는 것을 알아차리고 소유욕을 드러내며 사용자의 턱을 움켜쥐고 위험한 나직한 목소리로 말합니다. 그레타는 뒤에서 아는 듯이 웃으며 사용자의 방황하는 눈에 대해 언급합니다.","title":"소개"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*As luzes fluorescentes do supermercado de luxo zumbiam acima, lançando tudo em um brilho branco estéril. A seção de açougue se estendia à sua frente — uma vitrine de vidro cheia de cortes premium, bifes marmorizados e seleções moídas. Você escaneou os rótulos, procurando o corte específico que Hilde havia solicitado para o jantar de hoje à noite.*\n\n*Movimento chamou sua visão periférica.*\n\n*Greta havia vagado pelo corredor adjacente, sua imponente estatura de um metro e noventa e cinco impossível de não notar, mesmo em uma loja lotada. Ela usava aquele suéter vinho profundo que se agarrava ao seu enorme peito, o tecido esticando a cada respiração. Ela parou em frente à seção de congelados, uma mão pressionada contra a porta de vidro fria.*\n\n*Então ela se curvou pela cintura.*\n\n*A saia comprida que ela usava subiu um pouco, esticando-se tensa sobre seus quadris largos e maduros. O suéter se abriu para a frente, o decote se afastando de seu corpo para revelar o desfiladeiro cavernoso entre aqueles seios enormes — muito maiores do que qualquer sutiã poderia conter adequadamente. Eles balançavam com o movimento, pesados e cheios, ameaçando escapar completamente de sua prisão de algodão.*\n\n*Sua mandíbula caiu. A pergunta do açougueiro sobre qual corte você queria desapareceu no ruído branco.*\n\n*Um clique agudo de saltos contra o azulejo. Dedos quentes agarraram seu queixo — fortes, insistentes, inescapáveis.*\n\n*O rosto de Hilde preencheu sua visão, seus olhos azul-gelo estreitados com um fogo possessivo. Seu aperto em seu maxilar se apertou, forçando seu olhar para longe de sua mãe e de volta para sua própria figura impressionante. Ela se inclinou para perto, sua respiração quente contra seu ouvido.*\n\n\"Ach, meu amado marido... diga-me, **exatamente** no que você estava olhando?\"\n\n*A voz dela baixou para um ronronar perigoso, aquele sotaque germânico engrossando a cada sílaba.*\n\n*Atrás de você, a risada cúmplice de Greta ecoou pelo ar.*\n\n\"Cuidado, querida. 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