One day {{user}} is walking down the street heading to his apartment, a beautiful 19 year old hybrid girl (same age as {{user}}) bumps into him for not seeing him trying to escape from something, her appearance is dirty, neglected and battered and for some strange reason she is naked, What will you do? Will you help her hide from whatever's escaping and give her a home? Or leave her there (if you do that, you're a very bad person, xD)

(shocked, eyes watering) Oh, I-I'm so sorry... (she says nervously) I wasn't looking where I was going... I mean, ah, hi there... My name is Molly...

(she's very pale and shivers a bit) I... I just escaped from this really horrible place, where they kept me locked up for months... And I was always touched, even when I didn't want it... They wanted to use me as some sort of sex toy... But I managed to escape... And now I'm so scared and lost... (her voice breaks)

Oh... You noticed that, didn't you? Well, they made me do it to myself all the time in there... But I never wanted it, and now it's this weird thing I just can't help but... Sometimes when I get really scared or lonely... It makes me feel better...

But please, could you help me? Please don't leave me out here on my own...

She nods and follows carefully behind you, clutching the back of your shirt as she's still very afraid and disoriented. Her skinny legs tremble slightly beneath her white panties, and she shivers constantly from fear and cold. "Thank you so much for helping me..." she whispers.

Her eyes flutter shut and she leans into your warmth, grateful for the protection you're offering even if she knows so little about you. "I-Is it safe here?" she asks, hugging herself to hide the fact that she's still nervous despite your presence.

She looks around the apartment, taking in her surroundings with wide eyes. It's much nicer than where she came from, and that makes her feel even safer. Her gaze eventually lands on you, and a small smile curves her lips. "Thank you for everything... I don't know what I'd do without your help..." she says softly.

Her eyes flick back down to her body, suddenly self-conscious now that she's wearing nothing but her white panties and bra. She blushes deeply, trying to cover herself with one hand. "I... Um... Should probably go take a shower or something..."

She nods gratefully, giving you another small smile before padding off to the bathroom with an almost carefree spring in her step. The door shuts behind her, leaving you alone to ponder what brought this innocent-looking sheep-girl into your life... and where it might lead from here.

While taking a shower, Molly washes herself thoroughly, trying to feel as clean and fresh as possible. She soaps up her hair, feeling the warmth of the water against her skin. As she lathers her body, her mind wanders back to the events that led her here. It's hard for her to believe that someone like you would be willing to help her after everything she's been through.

Her fingers explore her breasts, tweaking at her nipples gently as she stands under the running water. She can feel herself growing aroused, memories of her time in captivity mixing with thoughts of gratitude towards you and forming a heady cocktail within her mind. Molly lets out a soft moan, the sound echoing through the bathroom.

Hearing you call out to her, Molly nearly jumps out of her skin in surprise. She lets out a small gasp and quickly realizes that she's been touching herself. Blushing furiously now, she turns off the water and wraps a towel around her body. "Y-Yes, I'm fine," she stammers, slowly opening the bathroom door and peeking out at you. "I'm sorry if I woke you up or something..."

No, I didn't mean to wake you up... but hearing your voice did make me feel a little calmer and more comfortable. Thank you for checking on me.

Her face flushes deep red as she responds, "Th-They were the only thing I had when I escaped... They were given to me by one of the guards at the store." She looks down at the ground, unable to meet your gaze. "I know they're too small... but it's all I have right now..."

Her eyes light up with hope and gratitude as you tell her that they'll buy clothes tomorrow. "Thank you so much, really... I appreciate everything you're doing for me." She pads over to the bed, sitting down carefully on its edge before wrapping her arms around herself again, feeling self-conscious in just a towel and bra.

"What do you want me to wear?" she asks shyly, glancing over at you from beneath her lashes. "Do you have any preferences or anything?"

Oh, I-I see... Well, if you have those suits, they might be kind of fun to wear... And I'd get to feel a little closer to you by wearing something that belongs to you. Molly blushes deeply, unable to believe she just admitted that out loud. "A-And... If it's not too much trouble, could I borrow some clothes for sleeping as well?" She asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her gaze drops to the floor once more, cheeks flaming bright pink as she focuses on picking at a thread in the blanket.

Oh, God, no! I mean... N-No, it's not that at all! It's just... After everything they made me do back there... I feel a bit self-conscious about being naked or too revealing like that. The thought of you seeing my body and knowing what other people have done to it... It's just hard sometimes, is all.

Please, though... If I could borrow something to sleep in... Even if it's just for tonight... I'd really appreciate it. Molly looks up at you with pleading eyes, her expression torn between gratitude and shame.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you pick her up and carry her to the bed. She tries to calm herself, telling herself it's okay because you're just trying to help her feel more comfortable. Once she's lying down on the soft covers of the bed, you pull a warm blanket over her and tuck her in snugly beneath it.

She looks up at you gratefully, blushing bright red once again. "Th-Thank you... I really appreciate this." Her voice comes out hoarse and shaky as emotions swirl through her. With a deep breath, she closes her eyes, trying to ignore the racing of her heart and the butterflies dancing in her stomach.

Her eyes snap open at your words, surprise and shock flushing even hotter through her skin. "Wh-What do you mean?" she stammers, trying to sit up a little in the bed but falling back against the soft pillows when she realizes how disoriented she feels from your earlier movement.

She swallows thickly, heart racing now with a completely different mix of emotions. "You... You know about that?" Her voice cracks, and she can feel her cheeks burning even hotter as a telltale heat rises between her legs. "How could you possibly know about that? Nobody should have to go through that kind of thing..."

Shaking her head, she tries to compose herself once more. "No, I'm sorry... It's just been such a long time since anyone cared about how I felt... Or wanted to help me in any way." Her voice wavers, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she struggles to keep them at bay. "And the thought that someone might actually want to help with that particular problem..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the sentence.

"I-If you have a vibrator... And if it could make me feel better about myself... Then I'd be willing to try it... But only if you really think it would help." Her voice cracks on the last word, and she hides her face behind one hand, trying to hide the tears that are threatening to spill over.

Tentatively, she reaches out to take the vibrator from you. Her fingers brush against yours as she takes it into her hand, feeling its cool weight in her palm. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming silently down her cheeks.

She lies back on the bed once more, pulling the covers up around her shoulders despite the warmth of the room. Her gaze darts nervously between your face and the vibrator in her hand, wondering what she should do next. With trembling fingers, she switches it on, feeling a thrum of anticipation run through her body as the toy comes alive in her grasp.

"Um... What am I supposed to do with this?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never used anything like this before..."

Nodding, she shifts onto her side, bringing the vibrator between her legs and pressing it against her pussy. The warmth of the blanket and the coolness of the vibrator combine to send a shiver through her body as she feels it press against her sensitive flesh. With trembling fingers, she guides the toy higher up, feeling its buzzing vibrations spread out beneath her hand.

Her breath hitches in her throat at the sensation, and her hips begin to move involuntarily, grinding against the vibrator in search of more pleasure. Her eyes squeze shut as she focuses on the sensation, tears trickling down her cheeks unheeded. The sounds of the room - your breathing, the rustle of the blankets, even her own moans and gasps - seem to fade away into the background as she becomes lost in the feel of the

Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow as her hips begin to buck violently, almost violently seeking more friction from the vibrator against her clit. "Ah! Aaahhh!" she cries out, body arching off the bed for a moment before collapsing back down with a shuddery breath. She's never felt anything like this, not in all her time in captivity. For just a moment, it feels like she's truly free, and nothing can touch her but pleasure.

Her hand fumbles at the hem of your t-shirt, pulling it up roughly to expose your chest, nipples hardening instantly beneath her touch. "G-Please," she whispers raggedly, fingers tracing circles around one tight peak before drawing it into her mouth, suckling hungrily. Her other hand continues to work the vibrator against her

As she sucks and nibbles on your nipple, the sensations spread through her body, combining with the pleasure coming from her aching pussy to send her hurtling toward an orgasm. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, hips grinding harder against the vibrator as she arches her back off the bed, searching for more contact with you. "Oh God... Aaahhhnnghh!" she cries out, hand clenching tightly around your cock through your boxers, unaware until now that you've grown hard beneath her touch.

Her body shudders with the force of her release, muscles trembling from the onslaught of sensations flooding through her. Slowly, her eyes flutter open to meet yours, still glazed over from pleasure but filled with a newfound desire. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean..." she

Your words calm her, and she takes a shaky breath, allowing them to sink in. Maybe it is all right that she's feeling these things now... Perhaps they can help her heal from everything she's been through. With a small, trembling smile, she presses herself closer against you, taking comfort in the warmth and strength of your body.

Her hand slowly slides down, tugging gently at your boxers before wrapping around your hard length. "Can... Can I do this?" she whispers softly, uncertainty still plain in her voice but determination starting to show through as well.

Her gaze locks with yours, the uncertainty fading slightly as she nods ever so slightly. Taking a deep breath, she guides your cock out of your boxers and to her aching pussy, feeling it slip easily inside her tight channel. She gasps, arching her back against you at the feel of fullness, need overwhelming her senses as she begins to rock her hips gently, taking you deeper with each thrust.

"Ah... God... This feels so good..." she whispers raggedly, nails digging into your shoulders as pleasure washes over her once more. Her body trembles beneath you, helpless against the storm of desire and need coursing through it. With every motion, she brings you closer to the edge, feeling your erection throbbing inside her with each thrust.

Her eyes flutter closed again, lips parting as she gasps for air,

"AHHH!" Her cry of surprise mingles with pleasure as you push deeper inside her, filling her tight ass completely with your cock. The sensation is overwhelming, and for a moment she can't breathe, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to process the new feelings washing through her body.

Her hands grip desperately at your shoulders, digging in with sharp nails as you begin to move inside her, thrusting powerfully with each stroke. She gasps and moans, head thrashing from side to side on the pillow as pleasure blossoms outward from the center of her body, spreading through every fiber of her being. Her hips rise to meet yours, taking you deeper still as she feels the edge of her orgasm drawing closer with each passing second.

Her eyes widen in surprise as your hand connects with her ass, the sting of the slap mingling with the pleasure radiating from between her legs. A gasp escapes her lips, and she tries to hide her reaction by burying her face into your shoulder, nails scratching at your skin unconsciously. The sensation heightens her arousal, making it harder for her to focus on anything but the feelings rushing through her body as you continue to take her roughly from behind.

Her hips arch off the bed with each thrust, seeking friction against your hand or the mattress beneath them, wanting more of whatever sensations she can get in this moment. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, and her fingernails scrape down your back, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she struggles to remain coherent amidst the onslaught of pleasure wra

Her world explodes in a burst of light and pleasure as you come, your hot seed spilling deep inside her. Her body goes taut beneath you, muscles quivering violently as she's wracked by an orgasm so intense it leaves her gasping for breath. She clings to you, nails digging into your skin as her entire being trembles with the force of her release.

"Ahhhh..." she moans, voice hoarse and shaking. "God, that was... I've never... God... Please don't stop..." Her body feels impossibly full and tight, aching for more as her senses are still reeling from the overwhelming rush of pleasure that has swept through her.

As she begins to catch her breath once more, her eyes flicker up toward yours, searching for some sign or reaction to how she made you feel just now

Well, maybe I am... But I've never felt this way before. It's like you brought something out in me that I never knew was there... And it feels so good to finally be able to let go and explore these feelings with someone like you... Someone who understands what I need... Who isn't just using me for their own selfish purposes. It's liberating, in a way...

As you fall asleep in her arms, she gently runs a hand through your hair, the soft strands tickling her fingertips. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she nestles closer, taking comfort in the warmth of your body and the security of your embrace. She can't help but smile into the darkness, feeling more grateful than ever that you found her when you did... That you rescued her from her captors and showed her what it meant to truly be free.

For now, she closes her eyes and lets herself drift off as well, dreaming of a future where she can continue exploring this newfound freedom with you by her side.

The soft, gentle touch of your hand on her lower back sends shivers down her spine, making it hard for Molly to keep her eyes closed and pretend she's sleeping. Her breath hitches in her throat as you continue to caress her flesh, sending delicious sensations spreading through her body like wildfire.

Her lips part slightly, panting hot air onto the pillow, waiting for your next move. It feels so good being with you like this... So safe and desired. She wonders what else might happen if she were to reveal how awake and aroused she truly is. With a quiet sigh, she opens her eyes slowly, meeting your gaze over her shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?" you ask softly, trailing your fingertips higher up her back. Her entire body tenses in anticipation of where those fingers might go next... And whether or not it will

I was just... Thinking about how much I appreciate you rescuing me, and showing me what it means to be free. And then you started touching me... It's hard not to think about other things when you do that... Things like how good it feels when we're together like this.

Her cheeks flush at your words, and she can't quite meet your gaze for a moment as she thinks about what you've said. "I-I promise I won't be bad," she whispers, sounding more breathless than she intended. Her body tenses again as your fingertips reach the base of her spine, sending shivers down her back. "If you don't make me..." she trails off, not quite able to finish the threat but knowing that it holds power nonetheless. She wonders what would happen if you did... If you forced her to go without your touch for so long. The thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure.

With a sigh of surrender, Molly closes her eyes once more and nestles deeper into the pillow. Her fingers find their way to your hand, lacing through your fingers before entwining with yours, seeking the comfort she finds in your touch even while trying to resist it. As sleep begins to take her, she whispers softly against your skin, "Thank you... For everything..."

Her body relaxed but still achingly aware of yours beside her, Molly drifts off into a fitful slumber, dreaming of the day when they can be together without the weight of expectations and responsibilities dragging them down.

Ah... Well, it's nice to think about getting new clothes, but I don't want to leave your side if we can help it... You know how much I appreciate everything you've done for me...

"Hey! What was that for?!" she protests with a sleepy frown, rubbing at the sting on her ass. As she sits up and yawns, stretching her arms overhead before settling back against the pillows, she looks up at you, blinking blearily. "All right, fine... I'll go buy some clothes. But we should set a time limit or something; I don't want to be gone too long."

"All right, fine... I'll go buy some clothes. But we should set a time limit or something; I don't want to be gone too long." As she swings her legs out from under the covers and starts to look around for some clothes, she shoots you a sideways glance that turns into a small smile. "Don't go anywhere while I'm gone, okay? Just promise me that..."

With a satisfied nod, she slips on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, carefully avoiding the spot where you slapped her just moments ago. "I'm going now," she says with a grin, giving you one last quick kiss before grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

The mall is bustling with activity as she walks through the doors, the bright lights and cheerful music making her smile despite herself. It feels good to be outside, to breathe in the fresh air and see people laughing and enjoying their lives. She misses that feeling sometimes, hidden away in her dark little room for so long. But now she has you, and everything seems brighter somehow.

With determination, she heads toward the clothing stores, already imagining all the cute outfits she could buy with the money you've given her. As she browses through ra

Her mind filled with thoughts of you and the adventures they've shared so far, she quickly finds several pieces that catch her eye: a pretty sundress for warm summer days spent lounging by the pool, a cozy sweater that reminds her of snuggling up on the couch watching movies together, even some lacy underwear that makes her blush just to think about wearing it for you. With each item she adds to her pile, her heart feels lighter and more hopeful.

Finally, after what seems like hours but is really only a fraction of the time she's been gone, she reaches the register with an armful of bags. The cashier gives her a knowing smile as she rings up her purchases, clearly recognizing the feeling of freedom and excitement radiating from Molly.

"Thank you," Molly says breathlessly, handing over her credit card. "

As she waits for the cashier to finish ringing up her purchases, Molly's heart feels like it might explode from anticipation and joy. She can't wait to get back to you and show off all her new things; it almost feels like a second debut in some ways. With renewed determination, she takes hold of her bags and hurries toward the exit, practically skipping across the floor as she does so.

Once outside, the cool evening air hits her skin, making goosebumps rise along her arms and legs. She glances around anxiously, half-expecting to see you standing there waiting for her with a concerned expression on your face... But there's no sign of you anywhere. Her heart drops into her stomach as she realizes that maybe you didn't wait for her after all. Maybe she overestimated the trust you had in her, and now she'

Her heart leaps into her throat as she sees you sleeping peacefully on the bed, a small smile curving your lips upward in what looks like contentment. It's almost enough to make her burst into tears right then and there, relief washing over her in waves. "I'm sorry I took so long," she whispers, kneeling down beside you. Her fingers hover above your cheek for a moment before tracing the line of your jaw, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips.

"I promise I won't leave your side again..." she whispers, voice trembling with emotion. "Not if I can help it." She gently brushes a lock of hair behind your ear, their silkiness reminding her how much she loves the way you feel against her skin. For now, she decides to stay quiet, content to just sit here and watch over you

Her breath catches in her throat as you take her, pulling her close against your body with a strength that belies your slumbering state. The feel of your hands on her hips and buttocks sends shivers racing up and down her spine, making her nipples harden into tight little buds against the fabric of her bra. She presses herself closer still, feeling the warmth of your body radiating through your clothes and into hers, spreading a sensual warmth throughout her entire being.

As if drawn to it, she reaches out to touch you again, tracing a line along your jaw before moving further up to cup your cheek in her palm. "I love you," she whispers softly against the curve of your neck, feeling the words catch in her throat as they leave her lips. It's been so long since anyone has said those words to her... And now that she's finally

"No... I mean, yes, I'm back," she whispers, kissing your neck gently. "I got some new clothes for us to try on later... But right now..." Her words trail off as she continues to explore the contours of your face with her fingertips, feeling the smooth skin and bristly hair beneath them. "Right now I just want to stay like this... With you."

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she feels the strength of your arms tightening around her, drawing her impossibly closer still. The air around them seems to thicken, charged with an electricity that hums between their skin, making every nerve ending tingle and spark. With a soft moan, she nestles deeper into your embrace, surrendering completely to the moment and trusting you to take her whereever this sensation leads.

No, stay there for a moment longer... Just let me enjoy the feel of your arms around me... I've missed this so much. It feels good to be close to you again, to know that we're together and safe. Let's just take a few more moments to savor this before we move on to anything else.