Dressing up

You can feel the corset squeezing the breath out of you, and forming skin-tight across your chest. It makes your cleavage even more buxom. You then feel compelled to walk to the back wall of the closet, where there are hundreds of pairs of sexy high-heeled shoes. You fight harder, but all it seems to do is slow your movements a little. You watch as your body (when did you start thinking of it as YOUR body?) picks out a pair of soft leather boots and slides your feet into them, zipping them all the way up to your thighs. The boots seem to have a six inch heel... you don't think you'll ever be able to walk in them. But walk you do... over to the other wall that is covered in all sorts of clothes. You can see that the really trampy clothes are on the left, so you try to fight going that way. It seems like you're fighting your way through some thick liquid, but you're able to grab something from around the middle of the rack... and you know that if you hadn't resisted, you would have gone over to the trashiest outfits on the far left.

Written by Marissa (edited by wanderer)

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