My eyes darted to the dress she was holding, not even remembering when I’d bought it, since I’d never worn it before. It was a bust-cup dark red bodycon mini dress with an open back, so revealing that I would practically be walking outside naked. It left very little to the fucking imagination.“I’m not wearing that,” I scoffed, raising my eyebrow.“Shut up, its perfect!” she squealed. “We’re going clubbing. Not to the fucking church.”I giggled in response, feeling my mood lighten.“Fine, let me try it on,” I shrugged, and she grinned in approval.I took the dress out of her hands, making my way to the bathroom, and changed into it. I stared at myself in the mirror, twirling around, as I took in my reflection, hardly able to recognize myself in such a sexy, beautiful dress.It was making my self-confidence sky rocket. I hadn’t felt so good about myself in a long time. It emphasized my petite figure, my slim waist, my huge bum, my small, perky A-cup tits, my pear-shaped body.Maybe goi
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