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So, when she suggested you to went as her daughter, you accept it for her sake.

Finally the day arrived and you were a little reluctant about the outfit. But as soon as you looked at your butt and the cupsize she gave you, the anxiety started changing to joy.

Mom selected and complimented all your outfits making sure you got used to feel pretty and cared.

She made a lots of jokes about how you are such a good daughter and how cuties as you, have to get rewarded with candies and jewelry.

Today is the last night f of your mom-daughter trip. So, she prepared a surprise carrying you to an elegant restaurant dressed in an all pink latex outfit that makes you look as the hottest babe in the whole place.

She promised to reward you with whatever you want after getting home. You should had something pretty amazing in mind, as you are really rocking that slutty outfit at the bar.

You are so happy way home. Not because your mom letting you go back to your boy clothes, not just because your mom decided to dyed blonde your hair last night after you get drunk by the drinks that lots of men send you two.

Dm my telegram:@thestreponqueen

I have no right to complain, not about my appearance nor about my health.

Makeup is a magical thing. You can use it to transform someone completely. Their face is a canvas and you turn them into a picture of your choosing.

Take Maggie here. She is the pinnacle of sultry perfection. Hot, confident, a seemingly smart knockout. But her makeup hides so much. The blemishes of her skin. The subtle signs of her former beard. Even the fact that she is really staring blankly ahead, still under the effect of the hypnosis that got her into the makeup chair.

Feminist girls will all accept and see.

Life's better when they embrace the patriarchy.

Have pride in your own objectification.