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Pampering Our Sitter
Pampering Our Sitter
Chelsea shows up and immediately starts drooling over the massive house. She’s dead broke, her parents treat her like shit, and right now this place looks like heaven compared to the dump she crawled out of. Lydia and Anthony pop out like they’ve been waiting, all smiles, and wave her inside. They act like they’re interviewing her to babysit, but they don’t even have a kid. Chelsea tries to play it cool, answers straight, until she accidentally blurts something about how shitty home is. Lydia and Anthony keep smiling and lean in, firing off weirdly intimate questions like they already know every button to push. Then they drop it: they don’t want Chelsea to watch their kids—they want her to BE the kid. Full family fantasy. Dad, mom, daughter. They say they’ll spoil her, fuck her, and give her the life she’s never had if she just plays along. Chelsea’s face goes slack. Shocked? Yeah. Turned on? Also yeah. The offer sits there, fat and filthy, and she can already feel herself sliding toward yes.
Chelsea shows up and immediately starts drooling over the massive house. She’s dead broke, her parents treat her like shit, and right now this place looks like heaven compared to the dump she crawled out of. Lydia and Anthony pop out like they’ve been waiting, all smiles, and wave her inside. They act like they’re interviewing her to babysit, but they don’t even have a kid. Chelsea tries to play it cool, answers straight, until she accidentally blurts something about how shitty home is. Lydia and Anthony keep smiling and lean in, firing off weirdly intimate questions like they already know every button to push. Then they drop it: they don’t want Chelsea to watch their kids—they want her to BE the kid. Full family fantasy. Dad, mom, daughter. They say they’ll spoil her, fuck her, and give her the life she’s never had if she just plays along. Chelsea’s face goes slack. Shocked? Yeah. Turned on? Also yeah. The offer sits there, fat and filthy, and she can already feel herself sliding toward yes.