I'm worried I'm starting to move like a lady.

As you walk across the room to press the next button, you notice you're feeling a lot more comfortable in the shoes, the corset, and the collar.

Good girl.

I've learned, you think to yourself.

You step gracefully to the next light, which is across the room, careful to walk on the balls of your feet as you step to avoid getting your heel stuck.

Is it because I'm no longer fighting it? Is it because I've settled in to the posture training and I no longer have to figure things out? Because now I know what motions to use, what muscles are needed, how amazing my legs look in these heels...

The heels which don't seem as high now as they did when you first put them on.

Still, the big breasts built into the corset are a constant distraction. Two big mounds on your chest. As you walk across the room they bounce and sway.

All of this has given you a decidedly feminine walk. Your ass sways with every step, your legs are arched and fabulous, your hands are held away from your body (for stability, you tell yourself), with wrists bent up, arms gently swinging back and forth as you walk.

You press the button.

Good girl.

*Zzip*

Turning gracefully, you sit on the bench. It takes a few steps because of the cord between your legs, and sitting is tricky because you're so top heavy with the large bosom on your chest. Then you cross your legs underneath you (like a good lady) then cross your wrists in your lap.

For some reason, you give a coy smile to the camera, flirting with it.

*Flash*

You are a very good and obedient girl.