This choice: Miranda helps you get pretty • Go Back...Chapter #5Miranda helps you get pretty by: BardMeeps   "Oh dear, I've never seen you react to my appearance like that, you always seem skeptical when it comes to fashion, hehe" says Miranda after changing her look of confusion after your request.
You couldn't believe what you said, you wanted to retract it, but a part of you really wanted to see how cute those glamorous heels would look on your feet.
"Sara? Are you here?" Miranda said, after seeing that you didn't respond and that you had your gaze fixed on her shoes. "Do you really want to try them? You hate high heels and more if they are open, it always takes me long to convince you to wear one, hahaha", You only nodded slightly, still resisting your thoughts.
"Okay dear, just don't trip and break your neck hehehe," Miranda said as she sat on the couch and began to remove her cute heels. "These beauties had already tired me, hehe come, sit down, I'll put them on you." But your body did not move, your internal struggle still did not stop. Then, Miranda took you with her soft and delicate hand and led you to the seat. You noticed that already barefoot she was almost your size.
Miranda seemed happy to see her friend so willing to try feminine things, and you did not see it but you had an expression of slight joy on your face. She began unlacing your left shoe, began to feel a blast of heat running through your back and your heart racing during the process.
Normally having a cute girl in front of you taking off your shoes, it could be a fantasy or a dream that you once had. But now that pretty girl who finished removing your left sock and took you by the foot with her hand as soft as flowers, was bringing you something closer to him, that only in your nightmares could you imagine: beautiful and sexy girl's shoes. However, you did not show any resistance.
"Stand up, how do you feel?" Miranda said when she finished placing the heel on your pale foot. Meanwhile, your thoughts of resistance began to lose the battle against those of excitement about girly things. Then you stood up and felt the difference in height between your left and right half, as the shoes have a bit of a platform apart from the large heel. "I feel great" you said in a feminine tone with a big smile of excitement. You tried to walk, but Miranda stopped you immediately. "Not so fast, friend, you won't be able to do it if you don't wear the other one" "But first let's file well, and color those nails well hehe"
"Cara, can you bring us a light pedicure and manicure kit, please?" Miranda said, and instantly Cara brought out several files, and many shades of polish, acrylic nails, and so on.
Miranda removed the heel of your left foot and then began filing and trimming your toenails properly. "Sara, I have always told you, women have to know how to highlight each of their virtues, and among them are their feet, men do not understand it, they always neglect their feet, you did not understand it, until today hehehe. Now tell me What color do you want me to paint them? "
(I don't want you to paint them for me, I don't want you to keep touching my feet, I'm not SARA !!) you shouted internally but other words came out of your mouth: "cyan designs on a navy blue background". Miranda looked at you in amazement at your specificity, and began to paint them, she seemed to have done that thousands of times, because she had a good technique. With each nail, a fragment of your masculinity dissolved. "I'll lend you some pairs of flat and high-heeled open shoes so you can show off those pretty nails friend, can you promise me you'll wear them?" Miranda said as she finished with your five toenails on her left foot and put the heel back on you.
You stare at your left foot for a moment, and move your toes over and over again, as it seemed impossible that it was your own foot and not that of a woman with great taste. By contrasting with your right foot even with the sports shoe, you did not avoid feeling discomfort by the enormous contrast between one foot and the other. Your heart was pounding, and something in your crotch was hardening. Your footwear should be the same you thought, but you couldn't imagine putting a sock back on to hide those gorgeous, fabulous nails. "Yes, I promise" you say while giggling.
When you finish with the nails of your right foot, you place the heel yourself and stand up. "hahaha you look like a little girl, not even the first time I made you wear heels, you got so excited" said Miranda taking you with her hand, and kissing you with her perfect manicure, to guide you one step at a time to walk in high shoes.
The only part of your mind that remained sane made you notice that your cock was really hard and working its way through your sister's panties, and semi-tight jeans, so you tried to keep it hidden by squeezing your legs, but with each step that you took with the high heels of Miranda's hand, it stood out more and more, and your fear came true when you looked towards your crotch to see a large bulge, which could not be confused with anything other than a man's cock excited woman dressed with high shoes and refined pedicure.
You see that Miranda is very entertaining looking at your feet to prevent you from tripping. You have to think of something quick, so your plan is to go to the bathroom and maybe take off your pants asking Cara for a dress or skirt, to avoid showing your erection.
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