Click clack click clack... the sound of my baby pink, 6", platformless high heels pitter patters its way down the hall at a leisurely pace, perhaps showing some hesitation. It's not unusual for your little princess to get nervous - in fact, she just might be the shyest girl you've ever met. Quite the contrast to the way she dolls herself up, and especially to the long list of fantasies she's shared with you.

"Come come, Doll!"

The calm, commanding call comes from you - my Master. In the very same instant, the sound of the steps hastens dramatically, pulling my pale, petite form around the corner from the hallway and into the living room. My huge, pale blue eyes flutter their mile-long lashes at you just twice before I stammer out a nervous giggle, dropping my gaze to my shoes. I couldn't keep a grin from perching itself on my full, baby pink lips if I tried - I *love* high heels, especially these ones! A trio of thin straps hugs over the toe in an elegant crisscross pattern. It's a totally open design all the way up to the ankle straps; either is secured with a tiny silver buckle. Naturally, your attention would drift upward from the source of the clicking and clacking. Such long legs hardly make sense on such a short girl - only 4'10" But somehow, standing there pigeon toed before you, they don't look out of place. So lissome, toned and absolutely impossibly soft and smooth! Your gaze could trail up my legs totally uninhibited until just above the halfway point of my plush, lithe thighs. Alas, the hem of my dress steals away the view. It's a flowing little number that hangs loose over my hips and clings tight to my slender waist. There's a heart shaped cleavage window, but I don't exactly have much to show off... Ehm, it's got white, frilly ended half-sleeves that stop at my shoulders, leaving either thin arm out in the cold. Twirls of cotton candy pink hair rain down from above and all over! In front of my shoulders and behind them, reaching all the way down to my itty bitty waist! A bundle is sectioned off on either side with a hair tie and two long strands hang loose from my the edges of my straight bangs. Yet another dash of pink adorns my lips, as well as my cheeks. But the blush just might be natural! False lashes, a bunch of mascara and bold, big cat-eye eyeliner just about complete the look. The final detail, but oh so important... the kitty ears! A pair of small, fluffy, white kitty ears are perched on top of my head, officially bringing it all together.

After a moment to appraise my outfit and ensure I've followed all the guidelines we've discussed, you wave your hand to gesture me closer. With a nod and a slight skip in my step, I make my way over much more hastily than I'd entered the room. Without missing a beat, I hop into place just beside your recliner and leap up onto your lap, straddling around it with my thighs outside yours. A pair of soft lil hands grab at your shoulders to steady myself as I land before I lean forward, wrapping my arms around your neck, nuzzling my cheek into your chest. A soft sigh heaves out of me, manifesting in a warm puff against you. The tension melts out of my body - you can feel it disappear. I feel one of your hands slap itself into place on my thigh, squeezing it snugly before releasing, beginning to idly stroke up and down. The other hand cradles the back of my head, rubbing it in much the same way, pressing me into you.

"Aren't you precious?"

A soft "mhm!" and a second, firmer nuzzling of my cheek into your chest are the only reply you get, save for the squeaky giggle that follows right after. Your hand slides up under my dress, causing my body to jolt and tense, though I manage to chase away the anxiety in the following moments.

"All ready for our little date, aren't you?"

You ask while drawing your touch from one hip and toward the other, prodding my smooth skin. My *bare* skin - no underwear, just as we discussed! You get a sheepish little nod in return, though I don't lift my head, so it's really more like another nuzzle. You can tell the difference by now though. Withdrawing your hand from under my dress, you slide it up over my hip and waist, making your way to my bust. The hand that had been caressing my hair and petting me instead takes a firm hold of the sickly sweet locks, gently prying me away from you. There's a little fight at first, maybe even a little growl before I relent with a flurry of giggles, batting my lashes at you as I'm pulled away, putting my hands behind my back instinctively. Once your hand finds my pert, perky bust, my eyes shut tight and my cheeks flush a shade darker. Usually I'm not quite so bashful with you, but knowing what lays ahead makes it harder to stay calm. A thorough appraisal over my dress is completed with many a little squeak and squirm before your hand disappears through the cleavage window, ensuring there's no bra in the way. You just had to be sure.

"Very good, princess."

A radiantly bright white smile blossoms on my face at the affirmation, though it can't linger long! Placing both of your hands around my waist, you lift me up and place me down on the ground before standing yourself. Gulp! It's show time!

"Let's get going, darling..."

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Welp, that took *way* more words than I thought it would! 🤭 And the plot is still so ambiguous! Ah! Well, now that I'm here it kind of seems like a fun idea to see what you all envision this prep could be for! But what I was originally imagining is a lil strange but really hot for me! I have this fantasy of going to a gas station at night... well, it doesn't have to be a gas station, but in my fantasies it always is! Anyway! We go to the gas station, and we somehow offer to the clerk to feel me up. Maybe over the dress at first, but if he's cool, then maybe the whole dress comes off... Maybe we both get really worked up, maybe he bends me over the counter... 🤤Ehm, anyway! This is the basic gist of where I was headed! Could also make me take my dress off in the car, or as soon as we get outside... I hope I'm painting a decent enough picture of what I am looking for - I know it's a weird one! Like I said though, I'm open to hearing alternatives!

I hope to hear from you soon. C: