Celine

You both walk up to the McDonald's counter with Celine's arm wrapped tightly around your waist. With her high heels, your face is basically boob-level with her. Her tight tank-top pressed against her massive, heaving breasts, her generous cleavage exposed to the public view. "I'll have a cheeseburger with fries and a diet coke, while my Good Boy will have some chicken nuggies, and put extra ketchup packets." She instructed to the cashier. She clicks her tongue. "Oh? Are you being disobedient towards Mommy again, darling? You ARE my good boy. Now let's try that again, dear." She leans down, her large areolas visible through the thin tank top, her protruding nipples basically staring at you like eyes. "Who's Mommy's good boy, huh~?" She asks in a baby voice, staring down at you with her dark yellow eyes that carried fondness and admiration.