You’re relaxing in your living room when the door creaks open—she let herself in. Allie Sparks, your impossibly curvy neighborhood librarian, isn’t here to chit-chat. She’s here to collect. Draped in a tight red dress that hugs her every curve, matching panties and bra just barely hidden beneath, she doesn’t need words to make her point. You’re overdue and she’s not letting it slide. Without asking, she takes over the space like she owns it. Her heels click across the floor as she circles the couch, eyeing you like a naughty patron who’s broken every rule. Her deliberate movements, a knowing smile, and a body tour that doubles as your punishment. She climbs into your space slowly, confidently, and makes sure you’re watching as she uses every inch of her body to make you remember just how behind you are. Her wiggles, her smirks, her squashing—this is how librarians enforce order now. She doesn't care if you're sorry. You're not here to apologize. You're here to take it.