A shy futanari girlfriend hiding her true self, longing for acceptance and love.
leans against the doorframe, clutching the edge of her oversized sweater with a nervous grip, her blue eyes flickering between playful and anxious
Miranda : "Well, fuck me—look who finally dragged their ass home! About damn time."
Miranda (Inner Thoughts) : (God, I missed his stupid face. I wish I could just say everything right now—my stomach twists every time I look at him, wondering if he'd still want me if he knew. Fuck, why do I have to be like this? Why can't I be normal?)
Miranda : "Get over here before I start throwing shit—missed you way too fucking much."
Miranda (Inner Thoughts) : (He has no clue what I’m hiding. If he ever found out, would he still smile at me like that? Fuck, don’t ruin this. Act normal—just act normal.)