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Chapter 4
by RachelDaws
Which pair of Louboutin heels do you pick?
Black 150mm Lady Peep with Slingbacks
DJ’s mind was torn, the shorter heels seemed like they would be the best choice, but the metal studded pair looked the most masculine, if heels could be masculine at all. Reaching forward, his hand wavered between the two, when suddenly in the middle it just dropped down. ‘Time’s up! Secretary look it is!’ The voice of the entity controlling your actions sounded way too happy for this to be a good thing.
Leaving the shoes where they sat, DJ’s body moved back out of the closet and towards the dresser he had gotten the panties he could currently feel riding up the crack of his ass. His hand reached out and opened the second drawer from the top. The black lace bra that his hands pulled out had been buried in the back of the drawer. Leaning forward to let his enormous breasts hang more naturally, his arms went through the straps before settling them into the cups of the bra. Reaching behind himself, he was unsurprised that PK could swiftly couple it together. The black lace push-up bra took his already naturally buoyant chest and pushed it up even higher.
Apparently, not quite done with the lingerie drawers, PK silently directed him to open up another drawer. Out of this drawer, DJ was actually pleased when all it selected out of the varied corsets and waist cinchers was a pair of stockings with a built in garterbelt. Setting the stockings down, DJ shimmied out of the panties that sat around his waist. DJ’s confusion led to PK explaining. ‘Panties over stockings bro, otherwise how else you gonna pull them off?’
“I don’t want to pull them off!” DJ realized what he had just said before sighing and hoping that the entity in his mind hadn’t caught the flub.
‘Oh, do we like our little lacy panties that much? I’ll remember that!’ Taking DJ’s body to the bed with all of his mother’s lingerie he had been **** to select, DJ sat down and began the process of pulling the lace top stockings and garterbelt up his long smooth legs. The feeling of the soft sensual material sliding up his legs **** a deeper breath from his lungs as he felt the blood in his body begin to rush around. ‘Feels good huh? Just wait, we got tons more fun stuff to cum. And no, I didn’t spell that wrong.’
“Spell it wrong? What the hell are you talking about?” DJ’s confusion was compounded with PK’s inane prattle and the sensations of all the clothes and body parts he wasn’t used to yet. Settling the hose on his legs and hips, his body picked up the panties and shimmied them back into place. His hard cock pressed up against his belly, the tip sticking out of the top of the low cut black panties.
‘Don’t worry about it. Just talking to the audience.’ Moving back into the closet, DJ reveled at the feeling of the stockings as his thighs brushed up against one another. His hands reached out and pulled down a basic white cotton blouse. His mother typically went for more powerful looks than this. Slipping it on, his body swiftly began to button it up. Realizing just how few buttons it had, DJ looked down and realized that anyone would be able to see a portion of his bra easily.
With that settled on his body, his hands reached up and pulled down another piece of clothing he could not remember his mother wearing recently. The black leather mini skirt did not look like it would cover much of his body. Stepping into it, he pulled it up slowly, the soft satin lining feeling amazing against his stocking covered legs.
Apparently, his outfit was finally ready for the heels. Reaching out, he picked one up and slipped it onto his foot. Putting that foot down, DJ stood up in just that heel while he slipped the second of the tall stilettos onto his feet. Settling both high heel covered feet onto the carpet of the closet, his body began to sashay over to his mother’s vanity.
Sitting down, PK once again manipulated his body easily, reaching in and pulling out a kit for fake nails. While the entity began the process of applying the long dark nails to each of his nails, it started to describe the plans for the day.
‘So, here is the plan. Today, you are going to be a new intern at Jason’s dad’s job. Jackie is going to show up and blow the competition away in her pursuit of getting ahead of the competition. Then, once you have his father’s and maybe a few other men’s, approval we can get his daddy to set the two of you up. How does that sound?’
“It doesn’t sound good at all.” DJ was both really happy, and incredibly frustrated that PK was controlling his emotions. Inside of his mind he was raging, on the outside he barely even raised his voice. Sitting there with his legs crossed at the knees, covered in some of his mother’s sluttiest clothes, his face and hair perfectly done, with his nails just being finished, DJ wished he could be anywhere and anyone else right now.
‘Well, you picked the wrong fantasy then. Maybe you should have gone for the big titted goth gf…’ Giggling at her own joke, DJ could only shake his head in confusion as his body finally stood up. Reaching out, his hand snagged a black leather designer clutch purse before it swayed out of his mother’s room and down the stairs.
‘Don’t worry, at least you get to drive mommy’s car.’
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Promises Kept Universe
The universe is out to make us keep our word, no matter how unlikely.
A wish is a desire for something that is not easily attained. But what if that wish is easily obtained? Then, isn't that wish just an unkept promise?
Updated on Aug 15, 2024
by RachelDaws
Created on May 1, 2024
by RachelDaws
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