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Chapter 3 by splotch splotch

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Priscilla the wealthy young woman

Priscilla Armani descended from a family of wealth and status. An only child, she grew up pampered and spoiled beyond all belief. She has hardly any wants or desires except to increase her social standing among high society. She often hosts charity auctions, though she could care less about assisting others. It was all to show off her wealth and prove her standing to the other wealthy.

In fact, today she was hosting such a charity ball. This was always a nightmare for the staff of her vast estate. They'd have to work overtime preparing for days, while Priscilla berated them constantly. By the day of the ball, they were all exasperated and furious with their precocious master.

Meanwhile Priscilla was preparing in her master bedroom. She had immaculate makeup accenting her pale skin and striking features. She wore heavy jewels and only a light slip, saving her 3,000 dollar dress for last. The slip hug her thing, narrow frame. Priscilla was cursed with a flat figure which she found very unbecoming. Worst of all was her utterly flat chest (except her long pink nipples). She had the money for breast implants but was terrified of surgery. Unfortunately, at 23, it was unlikely her bust would grow. Luckily she had the most convincing padded bras in the world, specially designed to make her appear bust and womanly.

As she prepared herself, Priscilla was unaware her disgruntled staff was plotting her revealing downfall downstairs...

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