I wanted to look sexy for you. Or maybe I just wanted to rem..
🕑 Added 2025-05-13 21:00:39 +0000 UTC
I wanted to look sexy for you. Or maybe I just wanted to remember what being sleek and sultry felt like. I squeezed myself into this shiny red dress, slid on my high heels and tried to pretend I still had the grace to pull it off. But I don't. Not anymore.What I am now is something messier, heavier and softer. I sway, I jiggle and shake- because that's what you want to see. And even when I stumble, even when I lose my balance and catch myself, I keep going. Because being yours means showing you every decadent inch of what I've become.The vinyl clings to me. The garters and stockings dig into my fluffy thighs. My belly wobbles with every motion and my tits spill from a bra that wasn't meant to carry them. I'm a hot mess, on just about every level I can imagine. Sweaty, swollen, too heavy and clumsy to hide. And still, I dance for you.I pant. I glisten. I keep moving. Because this is what you've done to me: turned me into this heavy, clumsy thing- too fat for finesse, but too eager to please. Maybe I don't have that pinup figure anymore. But what's taken its place is dirtier, kinkier and so much more yours.
