Being done with changing from boyish-looking clothes to a chic lady's dress, a tight, short red dress to match her red hair and red heels, Dana was all red. This was typical Cassidy's choice of clothing for her bestie.
"Pfft! I can't even breathe in this," Dana murmured while rolling her eyes.
It had taken her a lot of effort to put on this dress. She shut her eyes to avoid seeing her own body and triggering the paraphilia. Adjusting the dress was another big deal because it was so tight.
If not for the fact that she liked plain clothes and the dress was plain, she would have hated it and trashed it! "Humph!" Dana fisted her hand.
She didn't bother checking the mirror as her curves were easily accentuated by the dress. Again, she didn't want the paraphilia to kick in so, no checking herself out!
"Eh.. ahem!" Dana cleared her throat awkwardly as she stared down at her red polished toes, imprisoned in a pair of strappy red heels. "Here we go," she chided herself.
