Katy's Ordinary Life
Katy normally was very plain. She didn't put a lot of effort into how she looked or what she wore. Her makeup selection was minimal at best. Her body type was not impressive. She slouched as she walked, her breasts hadn't really developed and her hair always looked unkempt.
That is, before she put on the dress.
As she slipped the dress over her head and let it fall naturally, she turned towards the mirror hopefully. Nervous butterflies flew around in her stomach as she did this.
A second passed. Ten seconds. Thirty. A minute. The hope faded from her face, but the butterflies didn't disappear. In fact, they seemed to be growing. She looked down and touched her stomach as the fluttering changed to a heat deep in her stomach. The heat changed to a fire and she cringed and hunched over slightly.
Her eyes were closed tightly and she was hugging her stomach tightly. "Aaah!" she let out uncontrollably. The fire began to spread throughout her torso. Her mind was trying to race through all of the possible scenarios, but it suddenly began to feel as if it were splitting apart. Her brain ached, her thoughts were centered completely around making the pain stop.
The fire kept moving outward, ignoring her mental pleas. Her body was a furnace from THE END
That is, before she put on the dress.
As she slipped the dress over her head and let it fall naturally, she turned towards the mirror hopefully. Nervous butterflies flew around in her stomach as she did this.
A second passed. Ten seconds. Thirty. A minute. The hope faded from her face, but the butterflies didn't disappear. In fact, they seemed to be growing. She looked down and touched her stomach as the fluttering changed to a heat deep in her stomach. The heat changed to a fire and she cringed and hunched over slightly.
Her eyes were closed tightly and she was hugging her stomach tightly. "Aaah!" she let out uncontrollably. The fire began to spread throughout her torso. Her mind was trying to race through all of the possible scenarios, but it suddenly began to feel as if it were splitting apart. Her brain ached, her thoughts were centered completely around making the pain stop.
The fire kept moving outward, ignoring her mental pleas. Her body was a furnace from THE END
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