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My Life as a Teenage Voraphile [resurrected story] - Page 389 - Continue with Jackie. - By NagaFood - Overview
The day had actually started out rather well; you had planned to hit the mall after your midday classes to grab some supplies and a book to read for you and your friend’s trip to the beach this week weekend. You’d just left the book store when you heard an all too familiar voice shout. “Troy!” You turned just in time to catch a staggering arm full of Jackie as she slammed into, nearly bowling you over.

“Hey sweetie!” she declares as her arms wrap around you. “Miss me?” The answer is no but you’re not stupid enough to say that.

Instead you force a smile on your face, hoping your sudden nervousness doesn’t show. “Well of course, Jackie.” You give her a light squeeze before disentangling yourself from her. “I would’ve swung by your dorm but it’s been a very busy couple of weeks, you understand.” Thank goodness you can lie with a straight face.

She beams and grabs your hand. “Well too make up for it you can come with me right now.” And drags you through the mall. You get the distinct impression that even if you dug in your heels, she’d still drag you with little effort.

Eventually you end up outside a supply store for mothers and Baby’s. “Jackie you’re not….” You begin, furrowing your brow in confusion as you step inside.

“Not yet.” She giggles before grabbing some baby clothes from the rack and holding them up to you. “Hmm these won’t go with your eyes.” Putting those back she grabs another.

A jolt runs through you as you realize that she’s deciding what clothes will look good on you after she birth’s you. “Um Jackie isn’t this a little….”

She holds a pair of booties in her hands and giggles. “Your going to be my baby one day Troy, a mother must be prepared for such things.” She smiles and leans in whispering. “But don’t worry, mama will make a man out of your first.” Her hand snakes around to pinch you on the rump before she returns to cooing over baby stuff.
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