Drake smiled, his cousin holding him aloft. He reached out for Tina, who held him almost instantly. Drake sat his naked butt down on her arm, wrapped his arms around the back of her neck, and nuzzled his head into his shoulder. Despite how large he really was, his appearance as a two-year-old to the rest of them allowed Tina to hold Drake no differently than a bag of flour. Drake resisted the urge to touch and play with Tina’s breasts just yet, and began behaving his apparent age to get even more popular with the females around him.
“Lady nice.”, Drake said. The girls all gushed over his infantile, loving babbling, and he smiled as Tina began stroking his head. “You like that, little guy? That doesn’t hurt, does it?” Drake shook his head, getting his nose closer to her cleavage. Tina didn’t seem to notice and, even if she did, she didn’t seem to mind. “How old are you, little guy?” “I two.” Tina and the others chuckled, Drake enjoying Tina’s warmth and kindness. His naked body felt wonderful against her soft, smooth skin. Her breasts were right there, two large, succulent orbs of fun for him to poke and prod and suckle on. He was about to touch the left one when...