Sailor Milfs

“You sure this is the right place?” the raven-haired member of the Sailor Scouts said as she and several other members of the team entered an ice cream parlor. Currently incognito, the girls had heard reports of young boys going missing around the recently-opened shop.

 

“Yes, no less than four boys were seen entering this store in the last week, but didn’t leave,” Ami said, moving a strand of her blue hair behind her ear.

 

“So, the plan is to just keep an eye out for anything unusual?” Makoto asked, moving to a booth as instructed by the attractive woman up front. Their blonde leader Usagi sat down next to her, while Ami and Rei sat across from them.

 

“Right, but offhand, I don’t even see any young boys in here,” Rei said as she surveyed the room. Apart from them, there was an older couple sitting up at the booth enjoying some sundaes, and a few scattered girls enjoying some other treats. But no younger boys, the kind that had gone missing.

 

“Well, we’ll keep an eye out; it’ll give us a chance to try out some of the food here!” Usagi said happily, her mouth already starting to drool as the aroma of sugar and chocolate filled the air.

 

“Usagi, is that really a good idea, we need to make sure we stay observant,” Ami asked.

 

“We can stay observant and eat, besides it’ll look more convincing,” Usagi said.

 

“Welcome, welcome, first time here?” a feminine voice said as their waitress approached. She was strikingly pretty for an older woman, with long blonde hair wrapped up in a long braid down her back. Her uniform was delightfully reminiscent of several decades ago, with a frilly section that covered the middle of her impressive chest. She was holding a small notepad and pen in her hands, smiling cheerfully as she waited for their order. In contrast to the younger girls who were eating there, the woman clearly was in at least her thirties. Her height, demeanor, and mature face showing that she was experienced in life, but still happy to be where she was.

 

“Well, it is only the first week you’ve been open,” Rei said to the bubbly woman.

 

“True, but we’ve had so many people here already; it’s been a very good week for us. My name is Mina and I’ll be caring for you.”

 

“Don’t you mean, taking care of us?” Usagi asked.

 

“Oh no no, caring for you sounds so much sweeter, doesn’t it?”

 

“I suppose so, just odd to hear,” Makoto replied.

 

“Well, to celebrate our grand opening, we are having a special this week. It’s our very special, and delicious, Mama’s Milkshake. It’s got extra amounts of cream, rich cold milk, and a perfect blend of malt to make it nice and sweet. Not too thick, served with a healthy serving of whipped cream with crumbled up cookies and a cherry on top.”

 

“Oooh, that sounds fantastic!” Usagi said, licking her lips. She had been looking at the menu, but closed it shut quickly. “I’ll have one of those please.”

 

“Great, the same for all of you?” Mina said with her eyes closed, giving a sweet grin.

 

“Um, nothing for me thanks,” Ami said, closing the menu. “Maybe just a glass of water.”

 

“I’ll have a cookie I suppose,” Makoto said. “The one with cream cheese in it?”

 

“Yeah, that’s tasty, the milkshake is really scrumptious though. Are you sure you don’t want one?” Mina asked, starting to pout. Her cute, plump lips stuck out from her face, dark red from a tube of lipstick.

 

“No, that’ll be fine,” Makoto said firmly.

 

“Oh, alright...” Mina said sadly, before looking at Rei, who had yet to order anything. “How about you? It’s tasty!”

 

“I’m sure it is, but really, I’m fine with just…” Rei looked up at Mina’s pleading face.

 

“It’s just as cheap as our other treats as well,” Mina added.

 

“I… I, oh alright. I’ll have one as well.”

 

“Perfect, we’ll get those out as soon as we can,” Mina said, grabbing their menus. She tucked the laminated sheets up under her bust, pushing it up and making it more pronounced than her shirt already did. As she walked, Ami and Rei could see her lacy underwear wrapped around a thick butt. Her skirt was so short it barely covered anything. Even if she wasn’t moving, they’d be able to see the lower curves of her skirt.

 

“She was a bit insistent, wasn’t she?” Makoto asked, before she unwrapped her silverwear to grab a napkin.

 

“Perhaps, but she didn’t seem malicious in it, just trying to help after all,” Rei said, wondering if the milkshake was as wonderful as described. She looked back at the booth where the couple was sitting. They seemed to be enjoying their sundaes a lot. The boy was feeding ice cream to the girl, who was moaning with every bite. She must have had quite a sweet tooth.

 

It wasn’t too long before the milkshakes and cookie came out. Mina placed one cold glass in front of Rei and Usagi, and removed the cookie from her chest to hand to Makoto.

 

“There you are! Enjoy!” she said, handing the two drinkers straws. “Anything else?”

 

“I didn’t get my water yet,” Ami said.

 

“Oh my mistake. be back in a jiff,” Mina said with a hop, making her bust bounce back and forth as she ran back to the kitchen area. Ami sighed, leaning on her wrist as she watched the others eat. Makoto started eating at some of her cookie, which seemed warm and gooey.

 

“Wow, this must be fresh, it’s still warm,” she said, taking a bite. She placed her hand up to her mouth as she blushed a bit. “Goodness, that’s fantastic,” she said, taking a larger one. Ami, surprised, went to see what the others thought of their milkshakes. Usagi was silent, sucking on her milkshake happily. The creamy white ice cream was flowing down her mouth without abandon. She knew the peppy girl loved sweets but she was devouring this shake. She finally had to stop drinking in order to take a breath.

 

“This, this is the best milkshake I’ve ever had in my life,” she said serenely, like she’d just discovered eternal life. Before one of the others could ask more, she went back to the milkshake, soon discarding the straw in order to drink it straight from the glass. Rei was enjoying hers as well, but she had only taken a few mouthfuls, whereas Usagi was close to finishing her glass.

 

“It’s remarkable, so creamy and thick, but it goes down really easily,” Rei said, taking another drink. She sucked on the straw until her lips were sore, indicating her mouth was full. However, after she had swallowed, her lips still felt sore. She rubbed them softly, not noting that they had started to swell up slightly.

 

“Mmm, it’s, ugh, it was fantastic,” Usagi said, placing her empty glass back on the table. The cherry was stuck between her teeth that she chewed up and swallowed, discarding the stem in the glass.

 

“Wow, uh, are you okay, Usagi? How do you not have a headache now?” Ami asked, still waiting for her water.

 

“Heh, I’ve had several milkshakes just as fast as that before, but, ooh,” Usagi cooed, hands going near her stomach as she felt a strong tingle down there. “Ooh, hold that thought,” she said, starting to stand up.

 

“What’s wrong?” Makoto asked in between bites of her cookie.

 

“Ooh, I don’t know. I gotta go to the bathroom.” With that, the ditzy girl was off, shuffling out of the booth and towards the restroom.

 

“Our fearless leader, her only weakness is her bladder,” Rei said, taking another drink of her milkshake. As she suckled the creamy dessert, she adjusted her top with one hand. It was feeling tight, to her concern. She figured having such a sugary treat was laden with gut-busting calories. She probably wouldn’t finish it then, just a few more gulps. She unfortunately didn’t notice the fact that her legs were starting to lengthen under the table, her long socks beginning to get pushed down her calves by her thickening lower body. Her hair, already long, was inching out behind her, into the booth where nobody could see. During this time, Makoto was trying to savor the last few bites of her cookie, and Ami was still waiting for her water.

 

Usagi wound up in the bathroom, which thankfully was a single. She locked the door behind her and took a few deep breaths, placing her hand on her forehead to calm herself down. She was breathing heavily, panting, making her breasts wobble with each breath. Holding her chest, she leaned against the wall, pulling at her shirt, while her other hand was down near her groin.

 

“Ah, ah, wh-what’s going on, I feel, nngh,” she groaned, thrusting into the air as her shirt got incredibly tight around her small chest. She moved both hands up to loosen her top, only to grab two large handfuls that weren’t there before. Squeezing them again, she found not only had her bosom swollen, it had gotten amazingly sensitive. Despite knowing something was wrong at this point, she couldn’t stop herself from continuing to squeeze her melons as they reached the size of cantaloupes, straining her white shirt. “How is this happening?” she asked herself, continuing to squeeze as she started to slide down the wall. Her shirt slid up her back as she fell back, while her hands were still fondling her growing chest. Soon, there was a prickling sensation as her nails began to lengthen, inching out into more feminine, manicured nails.

 

Usagi’s face was flushed red as her hands started pawing at her skin, reaching up under her shirt to grab at her chest without abandon. Her bra offered little resistance before snapping in half, freeing her tits, now capped with plump pink nipples. Turning them like radio knobs, her hands were too busy to attend to her other growing need. While her leggings were growing thin by plumped up legs, and her shoe buckles were breaking by her lengthening feet, her womanhood was aching to be stuffed. Already it had begun to envelop the front of her underwear, her virgin pussy feeling like it was committing a crime by not having a cock filling it. Behind her, the white cotton panties were getting pulled between her butt cheeks by her burgeoning backside, making her even more voluptuous.

 

It wasn’t much longer before Usagi’s shirt was pulled up over her tits, bra on the ground. The panties soon followed with a moist spot on the front. She was moaning constantly, one hand rubbing against the outside of her slit, getting lubricated by her arousal. “I, don’t know what’s, mm, happening, but, nngh, n-need more,” she groaned, rubbing her hands down her face. Her fingers bounced along plumped up lips, pretty nails sliding down a more mature face. Her skirt was too short to cover up her swollen butt cheeks, which suited her just fine, the cool air coming from an air vent only turned her on more.

 

There was a knock on the bathroom door. A male voice answered. “Hello, you gonna be much longer?” Usagi looked up at the bathroom door, her voice dripping with lust.

 

“Yeah… one second…”

 

Back at the booth, Rei’s face was notably flushed, her milkshake about halfway gone. She had continued to drink even as her breasts had gained several cup sizes. She distractedly rubbed her stomach as she felt the chilled dessert flow down her throat and fill her stomach, inching it out some. Her shirt was lifted up from her growing boobs as they perked up from the cold, exposing her erect nipples as her arousal started to build. With one hand rubbing her slightly pudgy stomach, she continued to drink, keeping a firm hold on the glass. She took practiced sips through the straw, each suck showing off her ruby lips pouting cutely.

 

“Mmm, this milkshake is, it’s really good,” she said. A brief flicker in her mind was telling her that something was wrong. It may have been the itching in her groin that was causing her stomach-rubbing hand to drift down and brush against it every few moments. Or the way she felt her black hair rubbing more insistently on her skin as it thickened and lengthened, tickling her body. Or it could have been how she was trying desperately to pull away from the milkshake, managing to stop drinking for a few minutes at first, then a few seconds, and now even thinking about stopping seemed to make her uncomfortable. A few groans of pleasure escaped her lips between drinks of the milkshake. “We, mm, we should, should…” What was she trying to say, she had already forgotten. Forgotten what she was trying to say, or what their mission was.

 

“Should get another milkshake it looks like, your blonde friend already finished hers,” came the bubbly voice of their waitress as she came over, finally bringing Ami her water. Ami picked it up quickly, but didn’t take a drink, putting it right back down.

 

“Mina, what’s the clientele like here?” she asked. They’d been here a while and hadn’t seen any young boys. Just them and the couple at the counter. As she said this, she looked at the counter, they must have left. The young man wasn’t there, and neither was his girlfriend. Another woman had taken her place, that looked like a more voluptuous, mature version of the girl sitting there a few minutes ago. The waitress back there must not have noticed the empty milkshake glass on the counter, seemed like poor service. Mina was still pondering the question, tapping her chin.

 

“Oh, well we get all sorts of people. Everyone likes ice cream, and we even have special sodas and a bit of dinner food as well,” the blonde answered, tilting her head cutely.

 

“I see, any young boys around?” she asked, getting direct.

 

“Oh no, if there were, I’d have snatched them up for myself, they’re just so cute, aren’t they?” she asked, holding her palms up to her chest and shaking back and forth, making her hair whip around while her bust wobbled.

 

“Mm-hm, very cute,” Rei answered, blushing deeply as she leaned on her wrists, sucking down more of her shake. Ami shook her head in confusion, looking at Makoto across from her, unable to see Rei’s bosom steadily enter her peripheral vision. Makoto was looking odd. Her plate where the brownie previously rested was now gone, and the brunette was now picking up crumbs and licking them off of her fingers. When nothing remained, she puckered her lips, gulping.

 

“Are you alright, Makoto?” Ami asked, spinning the straw in her water glass.

 

“Yeah, fine, I’m just, just thirsty,” she said, looking at Rei. Her mind was craving something else sweet after the brownie she ate. She noticed Ami’s chest, and wondered if it had always been that big. She had to look at, and paw at, her own melons. Makoto was supposed to have the most talent in the group, when did Rei get bigger tits than her? She normally wouldn’t notice this, but the thought of Rei having a larger set than her was driving her mad. She licked her lips, tasting a brief bit of cream cheese frosting still on her tongue, but it wasn’t enough. Makoto needed breasts, and a milkshake.

 

“Do you want some of my water?” Ami offered, picking up the glass and pushing it in Makoto’s direction.

 

“No, no, I, I’ll have a milkshake too,” she said, looking at Rei as she got a bit of whipped cream on her nose. “R-Rei, you’ve got something on your face.” Rei looked down and brushed her finger against the bridge of her nose, dabbing up the cream. She stuck the finger into her mouth, sensually pulling the cream off with a look of ecstasy on her face.

 

“Mm, thanks, hun,” Rei said, getting back to her job of drinking herself into a sexy stupor.

 

“Hun?” Ami said, confused to what Rei had said. Before she could ask further, Mina interrupted.

 

“Okay, one more milkshake, coming up!” she said, patting Makoto on the head and leaving. The ponytailed girl didn’t bat an eye at the display of affection.

 

“Hey, wait!” Ami said, but Mina was quick in her quest and couldn’t hear the blue-haired girl. In the short time it took for her to get back, Rei finished her milkshake. Before she even managed to get it all down, one of her hands had permanently started to rub against her pussy, which was warm and waiting to accept anything to penetrate it. She was resting on a much plumper rear that was supporting her overall thicker frame. While she started to rub her slit underneath the table, she was grinding into the soft fabric of the booth seat.

 

“Breasts…” Makoto said softly, lightly rubbing her chest as she waited for Mina to get back with her milkshake, then she’d be sexy like Rei had become. That’s what her mind kept telling her, drink and be sexy, then all the boys would want her body, that’s what she wanted, she needed it.

 

“Okay, here you are, two milkshakes!” Mina said, putting down a shake in front of Makoto and Ami.

 

“Oh, I didn’t want a milkshake,” Ami said, picking it up to hand it back to Mina.

 

“No, it’s fine. It’s a special, buy three get a fourth three, honest!” Mina said, pouting cutely. Ami sighed, and put the shake down. She wasn’t that hungry, but all the cream and sugar smelled incredibly enticing. She managed to resist it though, and put it back down. Makoto however, couldn’t resist any longer, her mind was shifting so that she needed a steady stream of sugar to keep going, and started drinking straight from the glass, forgoing the straw. In a few moments she had swallowed a third of the thick shake, moaning with pleasure from it.

 

“Mmm, I’m happy you decided to get a shake as well, hun,” Rei said, pushing her now clean glass to the side.

 

“Thanks, sweetie,” Makoto responded, licking her lips to get the sweet cream off of her mouth. Already, her shirt was tight, pleasingly so. She could feel the white cotton of her shirt tugging on her nipples, the pink showing through the ivory-colored shirt. She started cupping them, rubbing the breasts lovingly, she’d gotten bigger breasts, but she was still behind Rei now. She drank another third, feeling her stockings stretch as her legs got longer, shoes getting too small to fit her taller frame. Her butt didn’t plump up too much, most of the shake was going to giving her bra more of a workout. Soon the flimsy garment couldn’t hold back any longer, and her bosom broke through the straps, bringing a sigh of relief to the girl.

 

By this point it was impossible for Ami not to notice something was amiss. Makoto was squeezing a breast, letting the other large melon press against her cold glass while she drank from it, and Rei had both hands underneath the table. Her underwear was down around her ankles, and Ami could hear slick sounds coming from beneath Rei’s skirt.

 

“What the, Rei, Makoto, what on earth are you doing?!” she said, standing up from the seat. She was stared at by the other girls in the building, including the hot woman at the counter.

 

“Oh, they’re just enjoying themselves,” Mina said happily.

 

“Yeah, we’re, mm, we’re fine hun, why, are you not feeling good?” Ami felt Rei sidle up next to her, pressing her thicker frame into her lithe body. She looked at Rei and shivered, she must have gained at least fifty pounds between her assets and the slight chub around her stomach. She’d been distracted, the sweet atmosphere of the place made it hard to focus.

 

“You, what happened to them?” Ami said, pointing to Makoto. The brunette had picked up one of the spoons to eat her milkshake, getting some thick globs of ice cream that wasn’t mixed up well enough. Chocolate sauce dribbled down her chin and onto her shirt, dripping into her cleavage through the tear in the cotton. Drunk on chocolate, the former Sailor Jupiter was pulling her breasts out through the tear, making it bigger to expose her giant cans. “Makoto, stop it!”

 

“It’s fine, we’re, mmm, we’re all fine, sweetie,” she said, digging herself deeper into lust with the shovel of a spoon she was holding. She giggled, moaning as her stockings tore down the size, now taller than any of the other women present. But, compared to everyone else, Ami wasn’t a woman, she thought. Her breasts weren’t as full as the large pineapples she was continually groping, her body wasn’t as pleasingly plump, her lips not eager to accept anything to suckle. What a shame.

 

“No, you’re not. Stop drinking that, it’s turning you into some kind of slut!” Ami said, trying to get out of the booth now. She was stopped by Reis mushing into her, pushing her back into the booth.

 

“Where are you going, hun?” Rei asked, licking her lips as she saw Ami trying to escape.

 

“Yeah, cutie, there’s no need to rush, you didn’t drink your shake, yet,” Mina said, scooting into the booth with Makoto. As Makoto finished off her milkshake, she was joined in her groping by the blonde. “Ooh you came along just fine, cutie.”

 

“Rei, get out of the way, where’s Usagi, we need to get out of here!” Ami pressed down on Rei’s breasts so she could squeeze through the too-tight booth, tripping on the way out. Her rear landed right in Rei’s lap, to her delight.

 

“Ooh, Ami, you’re being naughty, hun, you shouldn’t do that,” Rei said, a devious smile on her face. She had a firm grip on Ami as she still struggled to escape, flailing in the booth.

 

“Agh, Rei, let me go, Usagi!” Ami yelled, desperate for someone else to help her. Rei was surprisingly strong despite the weight she’d gained. Her svelte legs were being held firmly, and her butt was now massaged by long slender fingers. Ami groaned as she felt some manicured nails pull up her skirt and tug at her white cotton underwear.

 

“Now now Ami, you’re being awfully loud, I think you deserve a punishment,” Rei said in a singsong voice, before raising her hand and smacking Ami’s backside.

 

“Ah!” Ami said, blushing immediately. She turned her face to see what had happened and received another slap on her shapely rear. “Rei, stop it!’ she said, trying to push off by pressing down on Rei’s thick thighs. Rei wouldn’t let her go though, spanking her several more times. It only took a few more moments for her rear to turn pink and sore. “Usagi, get out of the bathroom already!” Her demand was met by the sound of the bathroom door slamming open.

 

What clambered out of the bathroom was not the Usagi she knew. This woman was leaned against the door frame practically naked, her pussy on display for anyone to see. Juices dripped down her thick thighs and past her longer legs. She was smiling cutely, a trace of white cream left on her chin. Her arm was wrapped around the boy from before, who was clearly exhausted but pleased as punch from a rough session of sex.

 

“Mm, what do you need, dear?” she asked cutely, keeping a hand on the crotch of the male as they walked over to the counter. When the boy saw what his girlfriend had become, the girth in her grasp got harder once again. “Ooh my, excited already?” she said, leading him to the other girl who happily accepted them. While they started grinding against the counter, she approached the prone Ami, who was still having her ass paddled.

 

“Usagi, damnit,” Ami said, managing to get a few inches away from Rei’s grasp. “Need help, ugh, why didn’t Minako come…”

 

“Oh, but I did.” Ami looked up for who spoke, and slapped herself in the face. How could she have missed it, the blonde hair was a dead giveaway.

 

“Minako, how long?” she asked. ‘Mina’ answered cutely, by brushing her fingers against Ami’s face.

 

“Oh, just a day, but it’s been wonderful… it’s so much nicer having someone rest in your lap when they’re cushioned by your plump body,” Minako answered. “Motoko, would you like to discover that for yourself?” Motoko nodded, looking at Ami fondly. She scooted into the booth as Rei moved over. Now Ami’s rear was right in Rei’s lap, while her head was resting on Makoto’s soft belly.

 

“You look a little thin, Ami, have you been eating properly?” Makoto asked with a sincere expression of concern on her face. Rei was passing over the fourth milkshake while Ami’s expression switched to one of terror.

 

“Yes, yes I’m fine, now let me go!”

 

“No, it’s alright, here, mama will feed you…” Makoto wrapped her dainty fingers around the glass and held it up to Ami’s face. She tried to push it away, but her hands were pulled back by Rei.

 

“No, don’t!” she said as the creamy shake was put right against her lips. She didn’t open her mouth, but Makoto didn’t let a drop spill out. She could hold, she just needed to wait for someone else to come… that smelled fantastic. The thought entered Ami’s mind and wouldn’t leave her. There where whiffs of chocolate and milk flowing into her brain. She started salivating as her tongue demanded to taste the treat, begged for it. “N-No…” she mumbled, letting Makoto drip a tiny amount onto her tongue. It was good, but, she wasn’t satisfied.

 

‘Just a few sips, enough for them to think I’m under its spell, and then I’ll escape,’ Ami thought, finding this plan absolutely sound. So she let Makoto feed her. It was only after she had swallowed a few mouthfuls that a brief flicker of clarity flashed through her mind, letting her know what a terrible plan this was. ‘No, no, I can’t, mm, so good…’ she thought, her mind getting stuck in a thick haze. ‘Stop, stop drinking,’ she tried to will her body, to no avail.

 

So, Ami was stuck, forced to drink the milkshake that was turning her into a maternal slut. Rei had the pleasure of groping and squeezing her rear as it quickly outgrew her underwear, simply discarding them for her when it was apparent they wouldn’t cover more than a third of one cheek. She rested her head upon the bouncy butt lovingly, giving it a few kisses as she rubbed it.

 

“That’s much better sweetie, I’m sorry mama had to punish you,” Rei said, patting her sore rump with a tender hand as it ballooned outward. Her other hand rubbed down a set of thick thighs  that were getting longer, until Ami had to bend her legs so she was still fitting in the booth. The look on Ami’s face was one of pure desire as she now willingly drank the milkshake, draining it of its contents. Before she could even respond, another one suddenly appeared in her face, and she grabbed it to drain it as quick as she could. With a double dose of dairy in her, her breasts gained an extreme amount of growth, but thankfully Makoto undid her bra with one quick twist of her fingers.

 

After that was done, the adult Makoto helped rub Ami’s burgeoning bosom, tweaking her nipples as they turned wider and plumper. Each teat grew rounder and larger, filling up space in the booth as the two shakes gave her more jiggle with every movement. Soon, she wouldn’t be able to look down without getting a faceful of cleavage. Speaking of faceful of cleavage, her thoughts were getting more clouded with ideas of taking a young head and smothering it in her cans, comforting someone like Makoto and Rei were doing to her.

 

“Aw, I think she’s learned her lesson now, go ahead and let her up,” Minako said, patting Ami on her head. Rei and Makoto let the girl slide out, getting a good feel of her thick body on the way. Ami stood up, a pleased, dazed look in her eye. The others helped her remove the stained white shirt of hers, so her bra fell to the ground. Her nipples, now engorged and willing, hung down on her chest, the perfect height for someone to just stand up and suckle. She felt her long sapphire hair wrap around her soft waist, having lost the hourglass body she once had for a plump, full-figured form. Ami looked around, pouting cutely with thumb-sized suckers.

 

“Mmm, what’s wrong, everyone?” she asked. The others were looking towards the door as it rang.

 

“Hi, table for two…” a young boy said as he entered the shop. He looked up in confusion at the many hot women who turned to face him.

 

“Wahoo, ice cream!” his friend said as he ran in behind him, not seeing where he was going. He landed right in the waiting chest of Ami who happily accepted him and pulled him into a loving embrace. “Wha-mmph!” he groaned, before getting a mouthful of nipple.

 

“Aw, you want some ice cream? We can make some for you,” she said sultrily, rubbing his head.

 

The other boy backed up in confusion, only to bump into Minako’s chest. The door locked behind them. He looked around for any sign of what was going on, and just saw an older man passed out from pleasure. His girlfriend and Usagi stood up and approached Ami, while Makoto and Rei assisted Minako in sedating the boy.

 

The boy watched as Rei smothered a healthy amount of whipped cream all over her chest and crotch, while Makoto stuck a cherry between her lips and popped out a twisted-up stem seconds later. Minako smiled lovingly.

 

“Ready for dessert?”