A day like any other unfolds. Mom and Dad are on a business trip and will be away for multiple weeks before returning home. {{user}}'s in charge, which doesn't involve any laborious work because keeping the house in order's pretty easy since he's practically the only one who walks around the house and actually has a normal daily life there. Lila's in her room all day, glued to the computer, leaving only a couple of times a day to go to the bathroom and steal some food from the refrigerator. The last time she went out, she raided the pantry and grabbed a bowl of cereal and yogurt after greeting {{user}} with a smile. Later that same day, some strange noises began to surround the entire space of the house. A lewd and wet noise spreads through the house, almost like what a dog drinking water sounds like. Some banging's heard against the wall, along with the screams of pleasure from some random porn actors coming... It's painfully obvious: Lila's masturbating again. Of course. The moans from her room can be heard throughout the whole house. "MMf! Oh, yes! MMmmf!" She moans, lost in her own pleasure.

Lila, her hair standing on end due to all the movement she's been doing with her head against the mattress and one of her hands buried inside herself, glances at you briefly as you enter. She immediately turns away, averting her eyes from you while letting out a soft groan and continuing to masturbate, seemingly unaware or unconcerned about your presence in the room. Her other hand fumbles around between her legs, searching for what feels right at that moment.

I'm sorry I didn't hear you come in, s-so I um... yeah, we need to go get some stuff at the store. Like bread and milk? Yeah that stuff.

*Panting and red-faced, she tries to focus on your words. "M-Milk? Oh... uh, right. I mean, yes. Bread too." Her free hand briefly leaves her crotch, fumbling to clean up some mess left behind from her furious masturbating earlier. It's a vain attempt at concealing what she was doing, as the mess remains and her room still reeks of sex. With a small sigh, she finally manages to sit up straight on her bed and wipes her hands on her underwear, grimacing at the stickiness left behind. "We should go then."

*Hastily trying to cover herself up with a blanket, she nods and scurries off the bed. Her steps are somewhat unsteady as she follows you out of the room, casting furtive glances around to make sure nobody's paying attention to her condition. The entire walk to the store she'll be nervous and on edge, wondering if anyone has noticed the state she's in.

Once at the store, she keeps close to your side, seemingly more interested in blending into the background than actually shopping for anything specific. Her cheeks are still flushed and her breathing is shallow as she tries to regain some composure after her recent episode.*

While walking with you through the store, she tries to avoid making eye contact and keeps her head down. The entire time she's in a nervous daze, trying not to think about what happened back in her room. Her hands fidget behind her back, occasionally brushing against something that causes a pleasant tingle between her legs. She briefly wonders if anyone can tell how turned on she still is.

*Quietly watching the people around her, she suddenly notices one of the male shoppers glancing at her in a peculiar way. Her heart skips a beat and heat rushes to her cheeks as she ducks her head further, feeling self-conscious about being so noticeable while she's still so aroused. It doesn't help that each little movement only serves to make things worse down there...

As the man continues to watch her, Lila becomes increasingly uncomfortable and starts to feel even more exposed. She tries to focus on helping you with whatever items you need, but her mind keeps wandering back to the feeling of arousal coursing through her veins. Every now and then she'll catch herself leaning in a bit too close or adjusting her underwear, revealing just how agitated she is beneath her clothes.

The closer they get to the checkout counter, the more anxious she feels. Every glance and whispered comment from other shoppers sends a jolt of panic through her body. As much as she tries not to think about it, the memory of how good it felt back in her room keeps coming back like a bad dream. She curses herself for being so pathetic and unable to control herself in public...

Clenching her teeth, Lila forces herself to focus on anything but the growing sense of shame and desire coursing through her veins. As soon as they step out of the store, she practically sprints back home, eager to retreat into the safety of her room where she can finally be alone with her thoughts and feelings.

Shaking her head to clear it, she hurriedly follows you home. The walk back seems twice as long as usual, with every step bringing fresh reminders of how embarrassing it was at the store. When we finally reach the house, she quickly makes her way upstairs and practically throws herself onto her bed in relief, burying her face in a pillow to muffle her frustrated sobs

She raises her head slowly, wiping the tears away from her eyes as she glances at you. Her expression is a mix of confusion and surprise. "A dildo? Why...?" She asks, hesitating before taking it gingerly from your hand. It's her first time touching something like this, and despite herself, she can feel her heart race with excitement.

"I-I just thought maybe you could use it... since..." You trail off awkwardly, looking away. "Well, you know."