Mercury – 055 (Minisculians)

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This is the beginning of Volume II and is mostly story set up. It is also the first extraterrestrial encounter other than the Nodians.



The Queen is asleep in Her bedchambers with Her arm around Candy (who is simulating sleep). Mira is behind the Queen holding Her. Bethany and Aries are on the other side in an embrace asleep too. The Queen is groggy with Her eyes closed, and lying face down on a pillow, She mutters:

“What do you want?”

“My Heart’s Beating, are You dreaming,” asks Candy?


The Queen sits up and telepathically answers:

“~What, who is this~?”

“~Ti-Weh Naropa~.”

“~Ti? How in the hell? You’re can’t use telepathy~,” queries the Queen?

“~Well, apparently I can now thanks to the time You used it on me. That is not important. Did You do it~?”

“~Do what~?”

“~Destroy the 15th Congregation fleet~!”

The Queen gets out of bed and attires and says:

“~What, the whole congregation fleet was destroyed, where at~?”

“~I am not in the mood for Your games Queen. Did You do it~” asks Ti?

“~Absolutely not Ti! My fleets are in the Nabu system and Mopac system. Where was the 15th Congregation at~?”

“~They were on a deep space survey of a new system for possible mining operations. The 22nd Congregation is spooling to deploy and investigate. Here are the coordinates~,” and the Queen enters them into Her holographic display.

“~If this is one of Your games Queen, I will never forgive You, and Your seductions will not work as easily as they have in the past~,” threatens Ti.

“~I am going there personally Ti, I do not know anything about this~,” and the Queen ends the telepathic link with Ti.

“Candy, start your engines,” orders the Queen.

“Can do Baby Boo,” and the Queen remote teleports Candy to the Eidolon and she launches out to a jump point.

“Admiral Mira, send these coordinates to the 1st and 2nd Corps, and place both fleets on alert. Tell them we have reports that the 15th Congregation fleet of Mercury has been destroyed by an unknown force. They are to cease all exercises and operations, and position for fleet wormhole travel and standby,” orders the Queen.

“Aye aye Ma’am. Are You sure You want to scout it out? If Mercury encountered an unknown force capable of taking out a whole congregation, maybe You could be in danger too?”

“I’m going,” and the Queen, Mira, and Zoey teleport to the Eidolon and fold space near the coordinates, but close to a star to mask the wormhole.

When they arrive, the 22nd Congregation is there, but the Eidolon is cloaked and undetected. The 22nd is concentrating on the debris field of Mercury’s 15th Congregation ships. There is another debris field that appears to be the Carrier of the 15th Congregation, and remains of another vessel of unusual design. It is completely foreign to Mira’s database.

The Eidolon combs around quietly scanning debris, and the Queen starts singing:

“John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, his name is my name, too. Whenever we go out, the people always shout! There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, Da-da-da-da la-la-la-la. John Jacob …”

“Why are You singing that song baby,” asks Mira?

“I don’t know, it is ringing in My head like a bunch of people singing.”

“If I didn’t know better, I would say You were getting feedback from a diagnostic unit. It is a simple song, and the vocal diagnostics uses it because you can change tempo, volume, and speed with the song to run tests,” remarks Mira.

“Wait…I am hearing another voice. I think I am hearing it through My technokinesis ability. I am going to use techno-telepathy and send it through you too. Make it play on the intercom,” orders the Queen.

There is singing in the background (the John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt song) and another female voice starts talking:

“This is TG3, our great star habitat was destroyed by the demented Captain Atomic and his henchman Frivolous. He was infected by the Ceruleans’ mind shriek and used the bomb grinders on us…”

“…Is anyone out there, this is TG3, the heroes GX17, Puny, Pipsqueak, and Scrawny saved us by sacrificing themselves to jam a bomb grinder…”

“This is TG3 broadcasting from an astro-bubble raft on a GJ-quad frequency 10 to the negative 6th power, does anyone read me…”

The message repeats. The Queen asks:

“Well, what do you think Mira?”

“I don’t know? I have never heard of that frequency, so I cannot verify it using the ship’s systems. Can You respond,” asks Mira?

“~Let Me try…I hear you; can you hear Me~,” asks the Queen using techno-telepathy?

“SHUT UP TWIRPS, someone responded,” is heard on the Eidolon’s intercom, and the singing stops.

“Yes, I hear You, I am TG3 of Minisculia. Who are You?”

“~I am Queen Dianne, Sovereign Ruler of the Universe~.”

The are other voices in the background heard over the Eidolon’s intercom:

“A Queen, a Queen, it’s another Queen,” exclaims multiple voices!

“Your Majesty, and Most Excellent Queen Sovereign, our star habitat was destroyed, and we are in a life bubble. We will not last more than another day before we run out of air. I have locked on to Your signal, and we have changed directions. Will you assist us Most Noble Queen Dianne,” asks TG3?

“Wow, now how can I say no to that? They made Me feel like a heroic savior,” remarks the Queen.

“~It would be My honor to assist you TG3~.”

There are cheers over the intercom:

“She is a good Queen, she is a good Queen, she is a good Queen…”

“Thank You Your Majesty. We are very close, could You lower Your shield and open an airlock,” asks TG3?

“Baby, we are only detecting a small, well, bubble on our scanners with very faint readings that could be life signs. However, we are here because a whole Mercury congregation fleet was destroyed. What if this is how they did it,” warns Mira?

“~TG3, before we lower our defenses and allow you to board, do you know what happened to the fleet that was destroyed~,” asks the Queen?

“Yes, Your Majesty. They encountered the Cerulean vessel that was pursuing us. The Ceruleans used their sonic blasters and destroyed their ships. The last big ship engaged its PAC engine and rammed the Cerulean ship and destroyed it and themselves. In a way, they also saved us, but our habitat was destroyed by one of our leaders that went crazy from the Ceruleans’ extrasensory sound wave on his mind,” explains TG3.

“PAC engine? Baby, how do they know about PAC engines? That is an Earth and Mercury acronym designation. I have never heard of Ceruleans or Minisculia,” cautions Mira.

“~How do you know about PAC engines TG3~,” asks the Queen?

“We used them to get here Your Majesty. We learned about them from the holy NSP probe that crashed on our planet,” answers TG3.

“Damn it baby. In all my fussing at You not to change history, I think I did. The probe we used to get back to our time from 1904 had a PAC engine on it. Shit! The damn song they were singing was also it the diagnostic software. When the wormhole collapsed it could have drawn in the probe after we emerged, or the PAC engine could have fired, or it could have gone through a black hole, damn, the possibilities are endless,” explains Mira.

“~We are lowering our shields and opening a hatch TG3~,” orders the Queen to cheers heard over the intercom.

The bubble comes aboard, and the air lock hatch is sealed. The Queen, Mira, Zoey, and Candy enter the bay. The bubble occupants exit, and the Queen exclaims:

“Oh My god, all of you are like 4” tall. Minisculia? You are tiny!”

“Gigantics, they are gigantics,” repeats a number of the survivors.

The Queen is Royally attired in Her black battle split silhouette gown garb and wearing a tiara.

“Are You the Queen,” asks one of them?

“Yes, I am Queen Dianne.”

The little female flies up in the air to the Queen’s eye level. They have mechanized mantas type attire, and when they fly, there is a slight distortion from their backs. The little female says:

“I am TG3 Your Majesty, we humbly thank You for assisting us,” and she bows and curtsies as she hovers.

The rest fly up into the air and bow, and the girls curtsy as well.

“How many of you are there,” asks the Queen?

“There are 27 of us left Your Majesty. We are the last survivors of Minisculia,” answers TG3.

“Oh my gosh, they are so cute,” says Zoey, as she reaches out toward them, and they fly back away from her.

“I don’t think they like that Zoey. Let’s go to the bridge,” orders the Queen and they fly following Her.

In front of the chair array, Candy forms a platform, and they all land and stand on it as the Queen sits and talks with them. The Queen asks:

“Are you the leader TG3?”

“No, Your Majesty, I am just good with communication constructs. Our Queen, Queen Linetta, was killed by Captain Atomic,” all the Minisculians fall to their knees and bow their heads.”

After a minute of silence, they stand and TG3 continues:

“Your Majesty, Captain Atomic and Frivolous were scouting the Cerulean ship following us when they got to close, and the Ceruleans used their mind shrieks and made them crazy. They returned to our star habitat and turned the bomb grinders on the population. They killed two billion of our people. If it wasn’t for GX17, Puny, Pipsqueak, and Scrawny, we would have been killed too. Pipsqueak flew into a grinder and jammed it with his body and constructs as Atomic howled at him from above, and it exploded killing them both.

GX17 relayed their heroic works to me, and Puny and Scrawny helped us launch the bubble and then fought with Frivolous. When we were away, the whole habitat exploded. If the Ceruleans had not encountered the other fleet when they appeared, we would have probably been killed by them.”

“How can you speak our language,” asks the Queen?

“Your Majesty, from the holy probe that landed on our planet a bazillion gazillion cycles ago…,” says TG3, and she is interrupted by another Minisculian female.

“What have I told you about embellishing T, it was 5,000 cycles ago Your Majesty.”

“Whatever. It sounds better my way Your Majesty. Anyway, we deciphered and adapted its language, and it helped us make new constructs that are similar to this ship Your Majesty. It was called the NSP probe, and it had a database of knowledge. That is where we got our anthem,” explains TG3, and they all start singing John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt again.

“Okay, stop singing, and what is your name,” asks the Queen of the cute little blonde Minisculian that interrupted, and she has her hair in a high ponytail, and she bashfully turns away.

“Your Majesty, She is Iota,” says TG3.

“Do you have last names,” asks the Queen?

“Oh yes, Your Majesty, I am a Jingleheimer. You can tell because we are so playful and outgoing. Iota is a Schmidt, they are the brainiacs,” says TG3.

“I guess his name is your name too. How about the rest of you, what are your names,” asks the Queen?

TG3 likes to talk, and she takes over introductions.

“This is Li’l, and she is a Schmidt too. The twins are Itty and Bitty, and they are Jingleheimers. Over here is Sweet Pea. She likes girls, and she is a Jingleheimer. This is Mignon, and she is so cute, and she likes Sweet Pea, and she is a Jingleheimer.

This is Mini and Minikin, and they are cousins, and they are Johns. This is Minnow and she is a Jacob, and the shy one behind her is Petite and she is a Schmidt. Modest is a Jacob, and Little is a John, but don’t laugh when you say her whole name, because she doesn’t like it. The girl trying to hide is Skimpy, and we have to keep an eye on her because she likes to take her clothes off and tease everyone, and she is a Jingleheimer.

This is Fine and she is a Schmidt. The girl with the belly is Mingy. She’s pregnant, but she won’t tell us who’s the father, but we think Peewee did it, and she is embarrassed, and she is a John. Dainty is a Jingleheimer, and Penny is a Jacob, and the last girl is Chica, and she is trying for a baby with Chico, and she is a Jacob.

The boys are Professor Molecular, and he is a Schmidt. He is sort of our leader right now, and Micro is his best student, well, only student now, and he is a Schmidt too. Bantam is rambunctious, and he wants to take over this ship and beat the Ceruleans, and he is a John…,” TG3 is interrupted.

“You talk too much T, She didn’t need to know that. I am sorry Your Majesty,” says Bantam as he bows his head.

“…Anyway, Your Majesty, this is Dwindle and he is a John, and Smalls is a John too. This is Chico who is trying to put a baby in Chica, and he is a Jacob. This is Dinky and he is a Jingleheimer, and the last one is Peewee, he-he, in more ways than one, and he’s a John,” and TG3 ends her introductions.

“I guess no old people survived, none of you look over 30,” remarks the Queen.

“What do You mean Your Majesty? Professor Molecular is a bazillion gazillion cycles old,” says TG3.

“Your Majesty, I do not know exactly how old I am. Before the holy probe we didn’t keep records. When we reach our 16th and half cycle, we stop aging,” answers Professor Molecular.

“How long is a cycle,” asks Mira?

“One cycle is equivalent to two of the years the probe used to track time,” answers Professor Molecular.

“So, when you reach 33, you stop aging, and that means if you encountered our probe 5,000 cycles ago, that was 10,000 years. What happened to your planet,” asks the Queen?

“Well, My Queen. Can I call You My Queen, because we don’t have a Queen anymore, and we really want another one,” asks TG3?

The Queen grabs Mira and kisses her cheek and says:

“These Minisculians are so adorably cute they are driving Me crazy. Of course, you may address Me as My Queen, and furthermore, I welcome you to My kingdom. For your fealty, I grant you citizenship and service in My Royal Forces,” declares the Queen.

The Minisculians get so excited, and they bow and drop to one knee and swear service and fealty and express gratitude. The Queen weeps at the sight, being overcome of Her emotions. TG3 continues:

“My Queen, our planet was destroyed 4,000 cycles ago, but we escaped in the star habitat. The Ceruleans came from outer space to our planet and unleashed the Thylacine on us, and they ate a bazillion gazillion of our people. The Ceruleans ate many of our people too. They destroyed our planet with their sonic bombardment weapons after we started fighting back, and we caused them to lose much.

We have been traveling using the PAC engine for 4,000 cycles, stopping briefly ever now and then to see if we were being followed. The Ceruleans stole our PAC engine designs before we left, and apparently managed to outfit a vessel to pursue us.”

“You have been traveling at near light speed for 8,000 years? Can you describe your enemy,” asks the Queen?

“Yes, My Queen, the Ceruleans have smooth bodies and they are gigantics like You, accept they are blue. Instead of hair they have fluted swept arches on their heads, and they are all female, but they have penises too. They love having sex together, but they cannot reproduce.

Their male counterpart is the gigantic Thylacine, and they are wolf like but walk upright, and they are covered in fur. They mate with Ceruleans who come in season once every blue moon, which is five cycles of the moon Elenenom for their world, or 10 years for You. They always bear a male and female. The Thylacine are much dumber than the Ceruleans, and serve more as foot soldiers and workers,” explains TG3.

“Well, I suppose we will accommodate you here until we figure out exactly what we are going to do. Do you have any special requirements,” asks the Queen?

“My Queen, we are vegetarians, but we have some food stock left. We are capable of constructing things we need and growing food. I guess the only other thing is that we don’t like to be handled, as in grabbing us. We might tolerate it as an accident or emergency, but we do have the capability to defend ourselves from gigantics that want to grab, crush, stomp, or eat us,” answers TG3.

“Okay, we will not grab you teenies,” says the Queen.

“Wow, how do You know that term My Queen? It is another way we refer to ourselves, I am a teeny, and we are teenies,” states TG3?

“I didn’t know, it just seemed appropriate,” answers the Queen.

The Queen and Mira are talking, and the teenies are so curious they are all over the place. Two of them fly over and drop, and they start bouncing on Candy’s 38DD breasts poking out of Candy’s outfit.


They place their hands on each side of themselves flat on Candy’s boobs, and something happens, as their heads are covered with a helmet, and they sink into Candy. Candy shrieks:

“Oh! My Sweet Queen, they are inside me. They are accessing my data core!”


Itty pokes her head out of the top of Candy’s breast and says:

“She is not people, she is a construct, and a very good one. We can make her core smaller, and we can make teeny Candy constructs.”

“You need to ask first, so come out,” orders Li’l, and they come out.

“TG3, where were you headed when all this happened,” asks the Queen, and TG3 gives Her the coordinates?

“Yes, it is Mopac-4. They were using the coordinates in the probe, but from here at near light speed, that is another 5,000 years our time,” informs Mira.

“Mira, go ahead and have our fleets stand down. Let them know that we discovered that the threat was from an alien species, but that they were destroyed in the battle. Tell Admiral Gentry and Admiral Walker that the danger to us is minimal given their propulsion capabilities. Candy baby, sneak us out of here and take us home,” orders the Queen.

“My Queen, we need to go ahead and install a sound shield generator. I have analyzed components on this vessel, and there are reservoirs of nanites that can be used in the construction,” informs Professor Molecular.

“That sounds nice and all, but we have our own Doctor that I would prefer you talk to when it comes to messing with our equipment. If you can hold your little tater, we will be there as soon as Candy can find some cover for us to fold space,” answers the Queen.

“It’s true! It must be the lower generator room? We saw a program in the probe that modified a wormhole, but the means for making the wormhole were not in the probe. I would have tapped into the data core of this ship, but it is link to the polymyarian entity,” remarks Professor Molecular.

“I see you tapped enough to discover etiquette,” says the Queen.

The Queen remote views the Beth’el and Ti-Weh is on his bridge. The Eidolon folds space and docks in the castle. The Queen tells Mira to keep the Minisculians on the Eidolon until she returns. The Queen telepathically calls Ti:

“~What do You want ‘Your Majesty~,’” reluctantly responds Ti?

“~Can you meet Me in your quarters, I have information on what happened to the 15th Congregation~,” asks the Queen?

“~Yes, I will be there in five minutes~,” answers Ti.

The Queen teleports to Ti’s quarters on the Beth’el. The Queen cannot sense the teenies presence, and unbeknownst to Her, Iota has concealed herself in the Queen’s tiara using an illusion construct…


This is the beginning of Volume II and is mostly story set up. It is also the first extraterrestrial encounter other than the Nodians.


Queen Dianne (INTRO) 24 yrs. old, 34-26-36, Caucasian Human, 5 ft 7 in, (HAIR) Sandy Blonde Long, (CUP) 34DD Natural – Soft Pink Nipples Supple, (PUBIC) Light Brown Full Triangular Trimmed, (BODY) Light Complexion Fit Soft & Sexy, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) Joey Lynn, (COMMENTS) Small Facial Features, Very Pretty Face, Sexy Legs, Dainty Feet and Toes, No Tattoos or Piercings

Ti-Weh Naropa (AKA) Patriarch Ti-Weh Naropa, (INTRO) 32 yrs. old, Caucasian Human, 5 ft 11 in, (HAIR) Blonde Long Length to Shoulders, (PUBIC) Trimmed Shaved Balls and Below, (PENIS) Avg. Thickness 9 in Length Circumcised, (BODY) Average Weight Athletic, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (COMMENTS) Good-Looking Surfer Type, Probably the Prettiest Cock Compelling You to Suck It

Candy (AKA) Venus Candy (INTRO) Mid-20’s yrs. old, 38-27-40, Android Caucasian, 6 ft 0 in, (HAIR) Blonde Long, (CUP) 38DD Perfect Pink Areola and Nipples, (PUBIC) Brown Trimmed Full Triangular Hairy Shaved Below, (BODY) Curvy Perfect, Light Tan Complexion, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) Mia Melano but Candy’s Measurements are Fictitious, (COMMENTS) Candy’s default form is a 6’ gorgeous blonde. To describe the rest of Candy is to say she is perfect.

Mialyn Mira Echo W.I.E.I. Ten (INTRO) Mid-20’s yrs. old Biologic Immortal, 36-24-36, Cyborg Alien, 6 ft 0 in, (HAIR) Black Short, (CUP) 36D Natural – Soft Pink Nipples Supple, (PUBIC) Beautiful Black Full Hairy Pussy Pristinely Manicured, (BODY) Athletic Fit, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual Optional Hermaphrodite, (PERSONA) Can Mimic Anyone, (COMMENTS) Perfect Features, Dynamic, Mira’s jet-black head hair never extends below where it would naturally grow on a head; therefore, it is always short on the sides so that her forehead, neck, and ears are always exposed, because she is flawless

Aries I’tuhot (AKA Authorities), (INTRO) 24 yrs. old, 36-24-36, Devil in Caucasian Human Flesh, 5 ft 4 in, (HAIR) Brunette Long, (CUP) 36DD Natural – Pink Nipples, (PUBIC) Full Hairy Trimmed, (BODY) Light Tan Hourglass Perfect, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) Lena Paul, (COMMENTS) A True Babe, Aries’ Thighs Curve into Her Sexy Hips Nicely and They are Ample and Soft, Plush Calves, Lovely Legs, Feet and Toes, Busty Breasts, Beautiful Nipples and Areola, Built to Fuck, Nice Creases, Defining Attraction is Her Hairy Pussy (a Work of Art) She Trims but Does Not Shave It, She has that Gap between Her Ample Thighs which Makes Her Pussy Totally Visible and Gives Her a Perky Ass

Dr. Bethany Hylton (AKA) (INTRO) 39 yrs. old, 34-26-35, Caucasian Human, 5 ft 8 in, (HAIR) Blonde Long, (CUP) 34DD Natural – Soft Pink Nipples, (PUBIC) Light Brown Full Triangular Trimmed, (BODY) Light Tan Complexion Fit Soft Milf, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) Cherie DeVille, (COMMENTS) Very Hot Attractive Milf, Very Nice Body and Curves Just Right, Soft Round Ass, Nice Thighs, Legs, Sexy Feet and Toes

Zoey Giavalletto (INTRO) 17 yrs. old, 34-25-38, Caucasian Human, 5 ft 6 in, (HAIR) Brown Long, (CUP) 34D Natural – Pink Areola and Nipples, (PUBIC) Black Distinctive Trimmed Full Triangular Hairy Shaved Below, (BODY) Hot Body Light Tan Complexion, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) Gia Derza, (COMMENTS) Zoey is a gorgeous brunette with long hair, hot hips, and thighs and nice big ass, She can do a split like you wave your hand, Her tits are supple and round at the base, but do not stick out a lot, but enough to know she has nice tits, Her ass and thighs shake when she moves and they are so supple and soft to touch, Her asshole looks so pretty, you wish you had a cock to fuck it, and she loves anal, Guys say fucking her ass is like fucking a hot pussy

Minisculians (General) (AKA) Teenies, Fairies, (General) All of the teeny females have slim waists and exaggerated hourglass figures, with ample thighs for their size, and the cutest legs, feet, and toes. They are all 4 inches or less tall. Whatever length their head hair is on their 16.5 birthday cycle (33rd year) remains their length, and the females do not grow hair anywhere else except their pubic area, and it also stops at that age. If they cut it, it will not grow back, which is why their pubic hair is so neatly trimmed and stays that way. They have ornate bows, barrettes, clasps, ties, and pins to hold their hair.

TG3 (Jingleheimer) (TYPE) See Minisculians (General), (INTRO) 33 yrs. old, Biologic Immortal, White Fairy, 4 in, (HAIR) Sandy Blonde Shoulder Length, (CUP) DD Natural – Pale Pink Areola and Small Nipples, (PUBIC) Black Full Triangular Hair Trimmed, (BODY) Exaggerated Hourglass Figure, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) N/A, (COMMENTS) TG3 is so cute with her exaggerated hourglass figure and double D boobs, ample luscious thighs, and she is so seductive too. TG3 likes to use the catchphrases, Anyway, Whatever, and bazillion gazillion.

Iota (Schmidt) (TYPE) See Minisculians (General), (INTRO) 33 yrs. old, Biologic Immortal, White Fairy, 4 in, (HAIR) Blonde Long, (CUP) D Natural – Pale Pink Areola and Small Nipples, (PUBIC) Brown Triangular Hair Trimmed, (BODY) Exaggerated Hourglass Figure, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) N/A, (COMMENTS) Iota has Golden Blonde Long Hair in a High Ponytail, and She is Very Cute

Mignon (Jingleheimer) (TYPE) See Minisculians (General), (INTRO) 33 yrs. old, Biologic Immortal, White Fairy, <4 in, (HAIR) Brown Long, (CUP) DD Natural – Pale Pink Areola and Small Nipples, (PUBIC) Black Triangular Hair Trimmed, (BODY) Exaggerated Hourglass Figure, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) N/A, (COMMENTS) Mignon has brunette hair long to the middle of her back with ornamental weavings of hair ties with gems to keep it out of her face. Mignon is a short sweet curvy hottie with a black hairy pussy and double D breasts. Well, short compared to the rest of the teenies which all are about 4” or less.

Sweet Pea (Jingleheimer) (TYPE) See Minisculians (General), (INTRO) 33 yrs. old, Biologic Immortal, White Fairy, 4 in, (HAIR) Brown Long, (CUP) C Natural – Pale Pink Areola and Small Nipples, (PUBIC) Brown Triangular Hair Trimmed, (BODY) Exaggerated Hourglass Figure but Slimmer, (ORIENTATION) Bisexual, (PORN PERSONA) N/A, (COMMENTS) all of the teenies are adorably cute, and Sweet Pea is very outgoing and loves eating pussy. Her hair has an intricate weave of ties with gems that pull it to the rear, but it is down in the back.

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