“I can’t wear these!” I squealed as Rose had me stand and look at myself in the mirror. They made me so girlish, like a real girl, I mean. They clung to me and felt like real skin as I tried to move them. I had a real woman’s figure! I touched them but they were securely fixed to my chest. Though they moved, they wouldn’t come off, not easily.
“Leave them alone, princess,” Rose snapped, “and spread your legs!” I was sure she was going to tape me tightly and put me in the vagina lookalike prosthesis that I had had to wear each day since the Autumn Ball.
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