This choice: Sara´s friend, Miranda, rings the door • Go Back...Chapter #4Sara´s friend, Miranda, rings the door by: BardMeeps   "Looks like your best friend, Miranda has come, her current overall appearance reaches 90/100 on my fashion index"
You freeze, wondering what she might think if she sees you dressed as a girl ... a pretty girl. "Make her go away" you say quickly.
"That is very impolite, Sara, she is always here to teach you to dress better", "Do you want me to start the protocol, SPEAK FLUID, so you can speak naturally with her?"
You think it's not a bad idea, because you don't have anything to talk about with someone while you're dressed like this. "Yes, I'm going to need it" you say
"Due to your level of nervousness detected, we will do the intensive protocol, I will notify Miranda to wait downstairs" Then CARA places you a virtual reality viewer, where you see many things about girls' fashion, clothes, shoes, makeup, hairstyles, a and again, bombarding your mind with so many girly things that you start to feel really confused about them. After 5 minutes, Cara removes the visor from you. "Protocol finished, you're ready to talk to Miranda."
You still feel very confused, and when you look in the mirror again, you see that you really do look a lot like Sara, so you just have to pretend to be her to prevent her friend from realizing that it is really you.
"Hello" you say in the most feminine voice you can fake as you go down the stairs
"Hello, Sara you look ... good today, although somewhat different, to tell the truth, you finished programming your robot Cara right?"
"Yes, I think so" you say nervously
"Well, evaluate my outfit, do you like it? Let's see if you learned something we have talked about" Then, Miranda stands in front of you to show you her appearance. Something clicks in your brain and you notice many things: Her blonde hair is beautifully combed in a wavy way, with a small fringe on her face, her makeup is magnificent, her eyes stand out like pearls on a magenta background with eyeliner and mascara. for her perfectly curled lashes, her facial features were highlighted with powder, and her lips, oh her lips were so kissable with a lipgloss scarlet shade. You kept looking down to see a purple dress subtly covered by a black jacket. You were beginning to lose your mind and not because Miranda was very pretty, because, she was, but because of her irresistible clothes and makeup. Your confused mind was struggling not to see that beautiful manicure with long acrylic nails coated with various designs on a magenta and red background. You tried to escape her manicure by looking at the floor, only to see the last straw: her beautiful high heels, wide open, with two black straps, one on her toes and one on her ankle, and her beautiful pedicure with her nails well filed in a magenta color as in her hands with the big toe, having a design of white stripes.
After 10 seconds of agony and internal confusion, the only thing you could say in a still feminine voice was: "Miranda, I know it will sound strange, but let me try on those cute and fashionable shoes, please"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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