Throwing the wardrobe wide, you take in the nightmare that's the selection of clothes you have in there. Sure this is part of Hannah's torment, you have only the sort of things you'd have liked as a guy!
Why couldn't she have made Arnold the babe. It was his idea... She'd only agreed, for peace and quiet. Now Arnold felt like a predator, driving her to head out. She'd have to dress in one of these damned things, and head out in public. None of them were modest, and she didn't want to think what anyone would think about when they saw her in any of them.
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Gasping, Annie took in her shocked reflection, as she realised she'd forgotten her former name! Narrowing her eyes, she glared at the reflection in the mirror. Trying a few random names, none of them seemed to fit.
Damned Hannah, had taken that away... along with her dick!
- - - - -
It was mortifying to see that camel toe, that defined her as Megan. She also saw the outline of her nips, undeniably pressing against the top.
Everything was made to flaunt, or tease her incredible body. She dressed with a familiarity that was uncomfortable in itself.
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