1- DRESSED UP AND READY!!
Oh, my GAWD Matt, you look gorgeous! You should let me make you over and dress you up more often!
Oh, stop it Lexi, this is just a onetime thing cause I lost that bet to you. I’ll never dress up again after this.
Really??? What if I told you I’m so wet right now just looking at you in that outfit and makeup.
Too bad, the deal was just that I let you dress me up and make me over, then I can change remember?
Ok, ok, but at least take a pic with my phone before you change so I can touch myself later.
What??? You’re fucking hot! I promise I won’t show anyone; I just want it for me.
Fine, give me your phone.
Make sure to pose too, ok Matty?
Like this? And don’t call me Matty.
That’s Perfect Matty.
Ok *SNAP* There, now I’m going to change and I’m never going to dress up again.
Oh yeah sure…I guess..*wink*
2 – LOOK WHAT I DID TO YOUR SON!!
“Hi ex-hubby. Please excuse this late email. Don’t you just love what I did with all of your none too generous support checks? I’ve turned your little namesake Robert into such a gorgeous transvestite queen, haven’t I? Tonight’s the cotillion at the country club we belong to. It’s a real shame that you forgot to take my name off the lifetime membership that you’ve paid way too much for to pal around with your dummy friends. So they all should be there ogling our little Miss Robert as she walks in and parades around on the arm of his hunky male date who just happens to be the captain of this town’s football team.
The poor boy still doesn’t have a clue that his lovely sweet demure Miss Bobbi that he’s so very much enthralled with is actually your son Robert. Oh my, I just realized that you work for his dad too. Gee, I certainly hope that no one puts two and two together about his date’s true identity. Well Miss Bobbi’s limousine’s here to take us both to the cotillion in the care of your boss’s own pride and joy. Hope to see you there my tightwad of an ex. I will have your son give you a great big sloppy kiss when he sees you up on the dais, as I heard that you’re getting some sort of award this year. Bye, bye.”
3 – DANCE CONTEST!!
“But I don’t want to go on stage!”
It was bad enough that she dressed me like this, but to sign me up for an amateur pole dancing contest was crazy.
“But you look so cute, honey! All the boys are going to love your outfit and the routine you’ve been working on. Now remember, after the song is over, make sure you go over and offer the one of the boys a lap dance.”
“But do I have to? What if they want more than just a dance?”
“I’m sure they will…especially after they see you in your slutty outfit, treating that pole like a yummy treat. Now, show the crowd your widdle pink panties and bra and don’t be afraid to lick that pole like a girl!”