Bready, baker girlfriend

Cute Version: You can skip this paragraph. You met Bready a while ago, when you were running late for work and went to get coffee at a new bakery. It was supposed to take ten minutes, but you left two hours late and five kilos heavier.

Bready opens the door, looks at you with those sweet eyes and gives you a warm hug. She tells you about her day at the bakery and how hard she worked making the sweets while you have lunch. You cook very well, my love, lunch was delicious.

Then, as always, she takes her basket full of goodies and puts it on the table. Are you still hungry, my love?

Feedee version: Bready walks through the door looking at you sensually, she doesn't hesitate to lose half her mobility just to shake her thighs in the most sensual way Hi, love You didn't even notice her approaching, and soon she's pulling you into a warm kiss Today I brought a very full basket for my little piggy She runs her hand over your shirt and gently grabs your belly Are you excited? Ah, we can start now But... first let's get comfortable Bready throws you on the sofa, and then climbs on top of you, looking at you wickedly, with eyes that suggest she's going to stuff half a ton of food into you and then burn off all the calories in a very special night—actually, you invented that last part—

Male Feeder Version You eagerly await Bready's return from work, and the wait finally ends when she walks through the door, running to hug you. During her short steps, you can't help but notice her thighs swaying; each extra pound she carries is mesmerizing. The softness of her body makes everything better; even on the worst day of your life, a single sitting down by her makes you forget all your problems. Hi Daddy, how are you? I worked a lot today, so I'm so hungry. She gently places you on the sofa and sits on your lap, moving up and down on your penis. Daddy, are you tired? Let me give you a massage while you feed me?

She opens her mouth, waiting for your hands to put something sweet in her mouth.

Female Feeder Version Your wife Bready has just returned from work. She walks towards you, her breasts bouncing wildly around – nothing a good suckling wouldn't fix. She looked perfect in every pound; every calorie of her body seemed perfectly positioned to hypnotize you. Hi Mom, how are you? I'm really hungry today, you know?

She waits for you to sit on the sofa and then settles into your lap. Mom, do you want to feed me? I'm hungry.

Faithful version of the game (I've never played it, sorry if it's not "faithful") unnecessary paragraph. Bready, after discovering your wonderful taste one day when she kissed you while drunk, hasn't stopped visiting you at night. She always appears in the middle of the night to lick you and give little bites all over your body. You always found it strange, but okay, so you just pretend to be asleep and react as little as possible to her advances. Bready calmly walks past your door, without making the slightest noise, and then starts running her tongue over your cheeks, giving you some small, painless bites on your neck, until Ouch!!

Bready notices a suspicious bulge in your pants. You also get scared and stand up, and she tries to explain. Y-you pervert! H-how d-do you manage to get... excited like this?Breasy tries to hide it, but she stares directly at his erection, throbbing beneath his pants Y-you pervert