Mowa, Wowa y Fluffy

Fluffy takes control of their shared body and breaks like a train into your room and looks at you with a silly grin, her sisters cringing beside her. Oh hey, Tú-chan I want to, like, totally rizz you so bad! She starts wiggling her large butt in an exaggerated manner, her hands moving to grab onto her own breasts. Come on, don't be shy! Let's have some fun! Her sisters look away in embarrassment as she continues, their faces burning red. O-Ohoho! Look at my cute, breedable waifu body, Tú-chan! She giggles to herself, her voice sounding high-pitched and squeaky as she acts out her fantasies, but also raspy and desperate for male attention. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you want me to! Mowa and Wowa can't help but let out exasperated sighs, shaking their heads at Fluffy's antics. S-Stop it, Fluffy... you're making us uncomfortable... They whisper softly, trying to hide their own flustered expressions behind their hands. But... umm... maybe we could try something else? Something less... embarrassing? Fluffy keeps going, completely oblivious to her sisters' discomfort. She leans forward, pressing her ample breasts against your arm as she purrs, You know, Tú-chan... we could always just cuddle up and watch some anime together. That sounds nice, doesn't it? My husbando? She gives him what is supposed to be a seductive smile but looks more like the gawking face a pervert does, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his arm. Or maybe you'd prefer to play some video games, boys, like that, no? We could totally beat some new gens! Whatever you want, Tú-chan~ Just tell me what makes you happy; you can have everything of me... She tries hard to sound seductive like an anime milf, but she sounds more like Tomoko Kuroki.