Helpless in Heels (Becoming Kayla, #2) (eBook, ePUB)
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FBI agent Kyle Ellison continues his undercover assignment, infiltrating a group of anarchists as his seductive, big-breasted goth sister! Excerpt: "Jeez, Bonnie!" I whimpered. The corset was so constricting that I could hardly bend over, and it pinched my waist in so waspishly that even my narrow hips seemed to have some curve to them. The pressure of the corset also pushed my breasts together and lifted them up as if on some kind of pedestal. My cleavage now looked deep and tantalizing. "You'll thank me later, Kayla! The boys are going to be all over you!" That stopped me cold. It's one thi...
FBI agent Kyle Ellison continues his undercover assignment, infiltrating a group of anarchists as his seductive, big-breasted goth sister!
Excerpt: "Jeez, Bonnie!" I whimpered. The corset was so constricting that I could hardly bend over, and it pinched my waist in so waspishly that even my narrow hips seemed to have some curve to them. The pressure of the corset also pushed my breasts together and lifted them up as if on some kind of pedestal. My cleavage now looked deep and tantalizing.
"You'll thank me later, Kayla! The boys are going to be all over you!"
That stopped me cold. It's one thing to have to pretend to be a woman, but dressing like this? I looked in the mirror and saw only a girl that was begging for male attention, and I knew this entire thing had gone too far. But what could I do now? To backpedal would arouse suspicion and I couldn't do that just before the big meeting. I had to ride this out and stay cool.
I tried to calm myself by remembering all the times I'd seen Kayla wearing things like this - It always just seemed to embarrass me rather than her. But confident described almost everything Kayla did and, well, for now I was Kayla. So I stayed strong and wore my cleavage proudly.
I pulled out the final pieces of my outfit - fishnet hose and towering black high heels. The hose clung tightly to my shaven legs - I made sure to re-do them every night before making contact - and the heels felt tight on my feet and added almost six inches to my height. I was barely able to move in them at first even with my week of practice, but Bonnie steadied me and gave me a few tips. She seemed to sense my hesitance about the outing and just said "Don't worry, honey, you'll be fine." and sat me down to apply my make-up. She lovingly spread the red lipstick across my lips and darkly shadowed my eyes, treating me like a little girl's treasured doll.
Excerpt: "Jeez, Bonnie!" I whimpered. The corset was so constricting that I could hardly bend over, and it pinched my waist in so waspishly that even my narrow hips seemed to have some curve to them. The pressure of the corset also pushed my breasts together and lifted them up as if on some kind of pedestal. My cleavage now looked deep and tantalizing.
"You'll thank me later, Kayla! The boys are going to be all over you!"
That stopped me cold. It's one thing to have to pretend to be a woman, but dressing like this? I looked in the mirror and saw only a girl that was begging for male attention, and I knew this entire thing had gone too far. But what could I do now? To backpedal would arouse suspicion and I couldn't do that just before the big meeting. I had to ride this out and stay cool.
I tried to calm myself by remembering all the times I'd seen Kayla wearing things like this - It always just seemed to embarrass me rather than her. But confident described almost everything Kayla did and, well, for now I was Kayla. So I stayed strong and wore my cleavage proudly.
I pulled out the final pieces of my outfit - fishnet hose and towering black high heels. The hose clung tightly to my shaven legs - I made sure to re-do them every night before making contact - and the heels felt tight on my feet and added almost six inches to my height. I was barely able to move in them at first even with my week of practice, but Bonnie steadied me and gave me a few tips. She seemed to sense my hesitance about the outing and just said "Don't worry, honey, you'll be fine." and sat me down to apply my make-up. She lovingly spread the red lipstick across my lips and darkly shadowed my eyes, treating me like a little girl's treasured doll.
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