This choice: The light reveals an augmented Angelina. You're tiny! • Go Back... author: UnderHerToes
As the glowing tides wash from your eyes, you awake to find yourself flat on a plush surface, soft and spongy as you'd expect a cloud to feel. A cloud, almost heaven as you wave angels in the cushioning. You inhale a heavy scent, sweet but strong, rolling over the hills of dark cloth. Of course, you're still on Angelina's comforter! What a wonderful thought, a magnificent feeling flowing through you. You smile and roll over and over with your eyes closed, enjoying yourself on the finely woven fabric. Angelina's laugh echoes all around you.
You roll to your knees and fall back, exhilerated but at ease with the situation. Then there's Angelina, a whole new dimension to your reality. She still sits there on her knees, black pleated skirt draping over the majority of her thighs, with what skin remaining covered in fine mesh cloth. Her boots poke out from behind, glaring in the growing sunlight seeping into the room. The dim light and dark shadow make her bare arms appear a golden glow as they guiltlessly cross on her lap. Upward you follow the long, dangling laces of her dress as they cinch through metal rings and cross back and forth across her bosom, tightening the forbidden fruits under stiff, black leaves of fabric. Finally, her radiant features, accented by the dark make-up, prominently peer down to you. Her lips seem to quiver slightly, while her eyes gleam moist with something similar to joy.
Fainting onto your backside, you stare up at Angelina's, dare say, happy, face. She smiles with a choked giggle, then wipes a drip from her eye. "Amazing," you both whisper simultaneously, then enjoy the statement with a showing of teeth. You relax with your hands cradling your head, elbows floating proudly the cushioning blanket. Angelina lets the transposer fall from her hand then brushes it aside. "So what do you want to do now," you ask, "Angel?" She grins and stirs her stance wider on the bed, the currents rolling through the sheets like gentle waves at sea, swaying your vessel.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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