I was sitting on the couch, and Bubbles was asleep next to me.
Sir came over, sitting on the other side. He kissed me, pulling me close.
"Isn't he cute?" I asked.
"Mhm. He's adorable." He said. "Just like you."
I bit my lip, smiling. "Um...s-sir? Can I wear that d-dress to the...park....?"
"Of course you can. Why don't you go get the bag?"
I nodded. I got up and walked into the bedroom. I grabbed the bag off the bed and carried it to Sir.
"I grabbed something else for you. I'm not sure if you'll want to wear it, but I kinda just took a guess that you like to cross dress because you wanted that dress and I-"
"You sound upset." I said.
"I just don't want to upset you." He said.
"You won't. What did you gets?"
"Just look in the bag." He said.
He put his head down as I pulled out the dress, a pretty bra, and pretty underwear.
I hugged him. "I loves it."
He smiled. "Good."
I took my shirt and pants off, and my underwear too. I pulled on the new ones.
"Help." I mumbled.
I couldn't get the bra on. He stood up and helped me get it on, along with the dress. I felt pretty!
"Is I pretty?"
"You're very pretty."
"Can you make me look prettier?" I asked.
"Of course. Come on." He said.
We went to the bedroom, and he handed me a big, tall pair of boots with lots of buckles. They were real pretty.
I put them on, letting him help me do them up.
After that, I picked up Bubbles and walked into the bathroom with sir. He sat me down.
I feel like the thingy on my arm made me look really not pretty. It was ugly and weird and I just wanted it to go away.
Sir made me look at him, kissing my chin. "What's wrong?"
"My arm isn't pretty."
"All of you is pretty, kitten."
"Nuh uh. I want the thingy off."
"Soon."
"Fine." I mumbled.
Sir started to put makeup on me, and I let him.
"Can Bubbles come to the park with us?"
"Yeah. I don't see why not."
"Yay! And can we go see Rick after that?"
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Fanfiction"Sex. It's all he knows. He was pulled out of school at 7, and it's the only thing can do. He can't read. He can't write. But he can fuck. ...And boy, can he fuck."