Lindsay was walking through the mall, holding a bunch of shopping bags on one hand while the other one was holding a limited strawberry parfait-scented perfume bottle that she somehow managed to snag. Her blue eyes were analyzing the shape of the glass that holds the beautiful smell of purity, not minding the fact that she could bump into anyone and drop the items she paid for with love, including her perfume.
Lindsay decided to stop at a cafe to look at her new prize. Setting her shopping bags down on one chair, she sat down on the other side. She took off the top of the bottle, sprayed some on the palm of her hand, and sniffed it.
"Mmmmm! It smells so good!" She cooed. It was just as she suspected: pure, sweet, and, well, fruity! The scent smelled so yummy, that her stomach rumbled. The blonde looked around for a few seconds, thinking that someone's dog was in here. She finally realized that the sound was coming from her when she laid her hand on her stomach.
Oh…So thats where the sound was coming from, Lindsay thought. After solving the mystery of the grumbling growl, she thought about what she should eat. Something yummy, something sweet, something…
She then looked at her perfume. That's it! Strawberry parfait!
And so, Lindsay got up from her seat, and walked to the cashier section to get her order.
Lindsay started her order, but, in her true nature, started to forget what she wanted. Not that the cashier cared—the man—though he was probably the same age as Lindsay—was too busy staring at her chest area, his mouth watering as the blonde's rather large breasts bounced up and down, up and down…
"HEY!"
The cashier shrieked, his face turning red from embarrassment. He was caught. But Lindsay didn't seem to notice.
"...Uhmm, I think it was a… what do you call it? Parfait? Yeah, that! And make it strawberry!"
The cashier then when somewhere, and before Lindsay knew it, he was back with her order. Lindsay squealed with excitement, jumping up and down, giving the cashier another chance to look at her breasts…until his customer slammed down her money and grabbed her order.
Lindsay went back down to her seat. When she sat down, she took a whiff of the parfait.
"Mmmm…smells just like my perfume!" She said. She grabbed her spoon, scooped up a piece, and inserted the piece into her mouth.
It was amazing. The taste was mouth-watery sweet, like she was swimming in a ocean of strawberries. It was enough to make her squeal with delight!
"This tastes amazing!" Lindsay said. She eventually finished the rest of the parfait, sad yet satisfied. She then grabbed her shopping bags, her perfume, and left the cafe. On the way to the exit, she once again looked at her perfume, smiling as she remembered the sweet taste of the parfait.