Please, don't be him, don't be him, don't be him... “Oh… Hi Ethan…” “Hey, hi Eleanor, what a surprise to see you here, I didn't think I'd find you here at the fair” “Yeah… me neither…” Eleanor hadn't earned her reputation as a serious and reliable person by chance; her every promise or pact had always been honored, especially when they were with herself. And this time too it would not have been different. Unfortunately, she thought. Ethan was the subject of today's "bet". Too many things had happened between the two lately, too many emotions at stake, too many disappointments. Or at least that's how one of them had perceived them. Eleanor's declaration towards her longtime crush had left her tremendously upset after the boy's rejection. She needed to get her head out of it, and to do that she needed to not see him again… at least for as long as it took. Enough, I have to get over this, I don't have to meet him anymore for now, I have to try to forget him. I can't take it
This story was inspired by a good friend of mine that wears red high heeled shoes while he works from home. Please comment below if you like my story. It started off so innocently, Jim Harris had done his computer job for almost three years, it was March 2020 when he was hired, it was a weird year everyone in his office was working from home, he was the best at what he did, no one could come close to Jim’s output, trouble was Jim could do this job while standing on his head, so boredom was a natural progression. One day Jim was staring around his living room and noticed that his girlfriend had left a pair of her shoes in the middle of the floor, they looked very sexy lying there with their huge black heel, I wonder what its like for her to wear them, he thought. He looked round the living room not knowing why he was looking, no one was there, he was tempted to try them on but dismissed the idea as crazy, but as the day went on, and the more bored he got, he thought what harm
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He ran his hands over its folds, gently poking through the eye holes, playing with the hair. It felt bizarrely realistic and artificial at t
Groaning with pain from your massive hangover, your eyes open wide as you look down and see a big maze of fur blocking your vision. You try to sit up, but there is a heavy weight jiggling on your chest, and your head feels like it weighs ten times more than it should. You reach up to push the fluffy weight off your chest, and and see two giant pink fur cuffs wrapped around your wrists, and long pink nails have been attached to your fingers. Sitting up quickly, the weight on your chest grasps your skin and bounces around underneath the fur collar, and you see you've been dressed in a pretty pink dress with ridiculously huge fur trims! A big fl