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+ "Why don't I try and help you with this at least . . ?"
(The maid finished with a blush, as she slowly began to stroke Shelly's shaft from behind, looking away as she's embarrassed to stare.)
"Y-Yeah. . . We don't. . . ."
(The maid gulped before slowly getting closer, and sat herself down, behind Shelly partially.)
"S-Say, seeing as you're having a little trouble with it..."
(She began, her hands freezing for a moment, before finally grasping the fossil's shaft.)
+
(Feeling a little bad, Tisha tries to make things better)
"W-Well, you can always uhh, just wear it for today, just one last time...! I don't want you to ruin it before you take it off..!"
(She puts her arms behind her back and blushes)
"Is there...anything you wanted to do?"
+ mention, Shelly could always sew herself a new one!)
“I-I don’t know why I can’t keep wearing it, Tish. It’s just a little tight down there, but it’s fine everywhere else!”
(Deep down, she knew the time would come for the onesie to retire, the fossil just wasn’t ready. . .)
+ heart ache when saying this, as she kinda felt attached to said onesie. After all, she's seen Shelly wearing it to death, so telling her this was difficult.)
"B-But.. I think it's time you take it off for good... maybe this can just be... the last time you wear it..?"
"Oh Shelly. . ."
(Tisha stepping closer as her hands shakily reached down to help fix the flap, trying not to get too handsy but it'll be inevitable-)
"I know you love this onesie to death, but I'm not sure it'll last much longer if you keep wearing it..!"
(The Maid felt her +
+ why it felt a little drafty, h-haha.” 💦
(Shelly felt her cheeks burn up as she lowered a hand down to attempt and fix the flap!)
“That shouldn’t mean I n-need a new onesie though!!”
(The maid couldn't look Shelly in the eyes, her own were wondering somewhere else, before suddenly snapping away in general.)
"While that's true, G-Growth is still noticeable, and well.. you haven't even notice your little 'chute is well..."
(Her eyes once locked onto it again)
(The fossil’s gaze would turn toward her bestie, her head tilted slightly to the side.)
“Huh? Y-yeah it fits! I’ve been wearing it for as long as I can remember! And it’s not like we grow. . .much.” 💧
(And her onesie was comfy! She never needed to wear anything beneath it!)
"Shelly, dearie, your onesie isn't fitting anymore. . ."
(Tisha of course knew about it, but didn't want to just tell her to get rid of it !
Plus, it is embarrassing when her friend wears ONLY the onesie and nothing else underneath- )