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Maya also felt that her skin was softer for some reason. She pouted as she glared at her. “I’m not a baby!” She protested in annoyance. “I’m your mommy and decide what we do! And I decide we go home!” Even though they were already doing that. She wanted to feel like she was in charge somehow. She blushed at the questions and nodded. “They’re a bit… comfy..”
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