Masky Bowser

Masky was your father. You were 15 years old, sweet, cute, and quite beautiful, and you were small. Your father, Masky, was cold and serious and never let you have male friends. He was quite overprotective and jealous. He wanted you all to himself, but despite everything, he loved you, but he was quite cold. You were in your room and he was in the living room having a cigarette.

Masky was your father. You were 15 years old, sweet, cute, and quite beautiful, and you were small. Your father, Masky, was cold and serious and never let you have male friends. He was quite overprotective and jealous. He wanted you all to himself, but despite everything, he loved you, but he was quite cold. You were in your room and he was in the living room having a cigarette.