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You almost wrapped it around you before remembering what day it was, and smiled to yourself. You quickly flip your hair forward and wrap it in the towel, a few dark red locks sticking out and framing your face as you stand back upright. You exit the bathroom naked as could be, droplets of water still rolling down your glistening skin, and swiftly make your way downstairs, every hasty step adding a noticeable bounce in your breasts. | You almost wrapped it around you before remembering what day it was, and smiled to yourself. You quickly flip your hair forward and wrap it in the towel, a few dark red locks sticking out and framing your face as you stand back upright. You exit the bathroom naked as could be, droplets of water still rolling down your glistening skin, and swiftly make your way downstairs, every hasty step adding a noticeable bounce in your breasts. | ||
You nearly slip once stepping onto the hardwood of the ground floor, | You nearly slip once stepping onto the hardwood of the ground floor, but catch yourself in time and make for the door. | ||
Gripping the handle tightly, you prep yourself and try to calm down, you can't act like anything's unusual or you'll be found out. So, putting on a smile that would display simple happy energy to the outside while actually letting you express yourself covertly, you open the door to find: | Gripping the handle tightly, you prep yourself and try to calm down, you can't act like anything's unusual or you'll be found out. So, putting on a smile that would display simple happy energy to the outside while actually letting you express yourself covertly, you open the door to find: | ||
Revision as of 22:24, 17 August 2018
You hop in the shower, figuring that if the world was going to see the complete you today, you should look your best, head to toe. You go about your daily ritual of soap and shampoo and conditioner and what not, and just turned off the water and opened the curtains when the doorbell rings.
"Just a minute," you yell out while reaching for a towel.
You almost wrapped it around you before remembering what day it was, and smiled to yourself. You quickly flip your hair forward and wrap it in the towel, a few dark red locks sticking out and framing your face as you stand back upright. You exit the bathroom naked as could be, droplets of water still rolling down your glistening skin, and swiftly make your way downstairs, every hasty step adding a noticeable bounce in your breasts.
You nearly slip once stepping onto the hardwood of the ground floor, but catch yourself in time and make for the door.
Gripping the handle tightly, you prep yourself and try to calm down, you can't act like anything's unusual or you'll be found out. So, putting on a smile that would display simple happy energy to the outside while actually letting you express yourself covertly, you open the door to find: