This choice: She tries to fulfill one of her fantasies • Go Back...Chapter #6She tries to fulfill one of her fantasies by: Mr. George   "I just wish I had the confidence to wear, what I want..." Miranda muttered. There was a pulse of light around the icon, and she dismissed it.
Nodding to herself, Miranda realised if she projected confidence she'd feel it. Trying out various exercise outfits, she dared herself to stand out. To put aside, the baggy outfits that hid her body. To dismiss even those lycra and spandex catsuits, unitards and make her choice.
Miranda was going to be a Mermaid, and embrace that as her on-line coaching personality. She would wear the briefest of bikinis to show off her toned body. To demonstrate for her audience, she had nothing to hide, and the potential results they could expect.
She found it in her wardrobe. A present from a previous boyfriend, one she'd sworn never to wear, and one she'd raged at Andrew for even buying. She lifted the hanger out. There was almost nothing there! It was perfect!
Feeling her confidence rise, as she slipped it on. Miranda took in her supple body in the pale yellow bikini.
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The urge to pluck that thong from between her ass cheeks was strong, but she fought it. She was confident, and proud. She'd win more followered, more patreons, if she embraced this....
Taking a deep breath, she released it slowly, as calm flushed away her nerves.
As one insecurity popped up, she dismissed. Her ass was perfect, full and scrumptuous, just the kind to draw a mans' gaze, and firm enough to receive envious looks from other women.
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Miranda was blind to the effects of the App, as it tweaked her body. Planting hands on her hips, she swivelled that waist, enjoying the view. She was proud to show that off. Momentarily wondering if she was ass-heavy. She silenced those doubts, Ass-heavy or bust-light. I'm perfect in any case.
She was oblvious to the fact, she'd even uttered the words, a low murmur rather than a coherent complaint. But the mic on her phone picked it up.
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Miranda ran her fingers along the lines of the bikini, adjusting it automatically, when it felt too tight, or just hanging wrong.
"Proud, Confident, Womanly." She uttered the words like a mantra, as an alarm sounded on her phone, her fitness class were assembling in preparation for her next stream.
Miranda was completely unaware as the final changes happened, they left her with the most extreme body, that so many wanted... or just a taste of, even if they lacked the courage and poise of Miranda. They also doubtless lacked her body, the apex of sexuality and fitness.
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As she propped the phone on it's stand, she lined it up, herself centre frame, as it counted down to the start of her class.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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