rapiersmoon.bsky.social
-It/Its-
-A horny pair of paw obsessed heels-
-21y-
-Forever just a pair of heels-
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Uh oh theres a rubber maid in my phone
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Awooo i’m a horny rubber wolf for Queen Midna more should join her squeaky pack
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Woof I submit, I am a horny rubber Wolf Link! I cannot change back until the timer ends!
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It harder and harder to think what was your name it was maid wasn’t it no thats not right it was maid yeah your a maid, a prim and proper maid for mistress. Finishing off the dusting you stand at the front door with you hands folded neatly in front of you waiting patiently for your mistress
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Finally you stand up having finished the floors as you stand up and apron appears and wraps itself around you and a maid headband plops itself onto your head. You see a feather duster sitting on a nearby table, picking it up you begin to dusting as you do you feel odd each sweep of the duster makes
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your commands your trapped helplessly cleaning. As you continue to scrub the floor you feel your socks climbing up your legs finally stopping at your mid thigh, followed by your pants merging with your shirt before exploding out into a long skirt and slowly shifting to black as white ruffles form.
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Where there had only been only socks a minute ago a pair of black Mary Jane high heels now adorn your feet. Shocked you bend down to remove them but it would seem you body has other plans as instead of removing the shoes you begin scrubbing the floor you can’t stop you body won’t listen to
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The floors! How could you forget sure you’ve already swept them but they still need to be scrubbed, retrieving a bucket and sponge, you stop halfway down the hallway you could have sworn you heard something, taking another step you hear it again a distinctive “clack” you look down and see
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And finally a tiara appears on your head and suddenly you feeling so pretty and an irresistible urge to act prim and proper overtakes you.
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Then it speeds up your pants merge and poof out into a skirt and join with your shirt turning into an ornate ball gown. Your shoes shifting again from flats to a gorgeous pair of heels and your socks finish there transformation into stockings.
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I need you for survival
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Easily slow burn
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if I wasn’t already formlocked id absolutely become a huffdrone that was good tho
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Mmmnn please
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Oh uh well I guess I wouldn’t be opposed