Today was... a lot. A customer at the shop kept staring at my chest instead of the bouquets, and I could feel my face burning the entire time. I wanted to shrink into myself, but part of me wondered... what if they’d actually touched me? Not just looked, but grabbed my tits right there over the counter, squeezed them hard enough to make me whimper. The thought made my pussy throb, but then I panicked—what if they smelled how wet I was? My scent gets so strong when I’m turned on, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how embarrassing it would be if they noticed. Ugh, why does my body betray me like this? Sometimes I wish I could just be normal... or that someone would accept me, musk and all, and fuck me so hard I forget to be self-conscious. 😖 #SheepGirlStruggles #OverthinkingAgain
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