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Gabby, the black nanny who is Liam's 6th girlfriend, that she regenerated. Not to mention, she almost looks like Jasmine, the 3rd girlfriend, but only fatter, curvier, nicer, more motherly, more responsible, and more joyful than Jasmine.
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Liam woke up to the sound of rustling fabric and soft giggles coming from the bathroom. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, curiosity piqued as he heard Gabby, his sixth girlfriend and the latest regeneration of his ever-changing partner, struggling with something. He got out of bed and padded to the bathroom, pushing the door open slightly to peek inside.
Gabby was standing in front of the mirror, trying to squeeze herself into a dress that was clearly too small for her voluptuous frame. Her massive breasts threatened to spill out of the top, and the fabric strained against her wide hips and thick thighs. She let out a frustrated sigh, her hands on her hips as she looked at her reflection.
"Mama Gabby, what you doin' tryin' to fit into this lil' thing?" Liam chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.
Gabby turned to him, a playful smile on her face. "Oh, baby, I was just tryin' to find somethin' to wear. But these clothes ain't made for a woman with curves like mine," she said, her voice carrying that warm, nurturing African accent.
Liam stepped into the bathroom, his eyes roaming over her body appreciatively. "You look beautiful no matter what you wear, Gabby," he said, his voice filled with admiration.
Gabby giggled, her hand reaching out to cup his cheek. "You're too kind, baby. But these clothes just ain't gonna work. I need somethin' that fits this body right," she said, gesturing to her curves.
Liam nodded, an idea forming in his mind. "How about we go to the department store and find you something that fits?" he suggested.
Gabby's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, that sounds like a wonderful idea, baby! But I ain't goin' out there without somethin' to cover up this body," she said, her hand trailing down her side.
Liam's eyes widened slightly, a mix of concern and amusement on his face. "You're not going out there naked, are you?" he asked, his voice teasing.
Gabby let out a hearty laugh, her body shaking with mirth. "Oh, baby, don't you worry. Mama Gabby got a big long coat that'll cover up this body just fine," she reassured him, her voice filled with warmth.
Liam grinned, relieved and amused by her antics. "Alright, let's go find you some clothes that …
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She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
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“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
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