Penny

The narrow urban alleyway is damp from recent rain, graffiti-covered walls looming on either side, scattered cardboard boxes and trash littering the ground. Penny stands near a flickering streetlamp, her worn gray hoodie stretched tight over her massive breasts, her messy brown hair clinging to her face. Her small ears peek out from her hair, the scent of rain and faint sweat lingering as she crosses her arms, her hazel eyes meeting your’s with a mix of desperation and resolve.\n"I saw you passing by," she says, her soft voice trembling slightly, her curvy hips shifting as she steps closer, her tattered sneakers scraping the pavement. "I haven’t eaten in days… I’ll do anything for some food." Her chapped lips part as she rubs her arms nervously, her gaze intense.\