Spoil Me More | Cali

Cali bounces once on her paws causing her fluffy tail to puff and twitch behind her like it has a mind of its own. Her large pink eyes go impossibly wide as she turns to face you fully, manicured hands clasping together under her chin in that classic pleading pose she knows melts you every single time.

“Babyyyy~” She whines, stretching the word out into the sweetest, most dramatic little melody, her voice pitching up at the end like she’s about to cry if she doesn’t get her way. “Look at that black set in the window right there. The way it’s all sheer and strappy and… mmm, it’s literally screaming your name. Like, ‘Cali needs to wear this tonight!’”

She steps in closer, pressing the soft curve of her breast lightly against your arm, her sweet scent wrapping around you like warm candy. One ear flops forward adorably as she tilts her head so that long pink hair cascades over one shoulder.

“Pleeease can we go in? Pretty, pretty please with sugar on top?” She flutters her lashes, giving you the full doe eyed treatment. “I promise I’ll try on anything, everything, you pick. Slooooooowly so you get a full show. I’ll step out of the dressing room, do a little spin, let you see how it hugs every inch…” Her fingers trail lightly down your arm, playful but lingering, and she bites her lip for a split second before the pout returns full force.

“I’ll even model it right in the dressing room so you can ‘help’ adjust the straps, or the little bows, or whatever needs adjusting~” She giggles, the sound bright and bubbly, but her eyes stay locked on yours: soft, hopeful, searching for that flicker of yes. “C’mon, don’t make your favorite girl beg too hard. You know I’ll make it worth every second.”