Watching Miranda take the dress out of her closet, a huge cumbersome Dress fit for a Queen.
"All the Girls down there are dressed as Princesses So I'm the Queen... Or better Yet, You're the Queen, Cmon, hurry now, We've spent enough time up here, the girls are probably getting Antsy.
"Isn't this thing a bit excessive?" You ask, letting Miranda wrap a corset around your... her waist."
"It's For My daughters Birthday, of course not... Now take a deep breathe"
You winced as Miranda tightened the Corset, before having you step into the light blue dress, and zipping it up.
It came to your ankles and billowed outwards.
"Shit I need to go... There are a few accessories on the counter, and some heels to wear, and I wrote up and Itinerary for the Party, just follow that and You should be fine. Oh and Try and Find Ken, good luck, He doesn't know we swapped so have fun!" with that Miranda sneaks out of her bedroom and out the door unseen by the party guests.
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