Forever His
he says insistently and gestures for me to go upstairs to change.
I squeeze the clothes in my hands. He is right, I do want to go, even if it's a risk. “Thank you for this,” I whisper before I stand up.
Once I’m in the bedroom I put on the black uniform nervously. It’s been a while since I used clothes this tight, I feel exposed but at the same time free, the Shark uniform prioritizes comfort and mobility. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I smile. The uniform fits me perfectly, it adjusts my body just right and it shows my curves and my long legs. No one can ever guess how pretty my legs are when I wear the Bearer dress. For a moment I let myself indulge in a fantasy of what might h
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