Color - A Lot More!

The day at work had been particularly hard. The only thing I thought about on my trip home was being able to throw myself in my favorite chair, put a series on Netflix on TV and relax. That, if Liz's wall of genitals did not ruin the moment.

When I got home, I could see that Liz was in the living room. She wore a nice long green dress that reached almost to her ankles and matched some beautiful yellow flats that she was wearing on all three of her feet. That was honestly an improvement.

"Hi Carol!", she greeted me, "how was work today?" she said in an oddly formal tone.

"Ehh... Well, I mean… it was a tough day but I was able to get through it," I replied, still a bit disturbed as well as intrigued by this change in her attitude.

“I'm glad! I had a day full of emotions. Do you like my skirt?” She said, still looking suspicious.

“Well yes, I like it a lot. IT IS an improvement to your indiscriminate use of thongs that did not cover anything when you were at home,” I replied.

"The thing is… I won't wear any more thongs in my life," she said with a strange (and somewhat ridiculous) air of solemnity.

"Really?! Well, if that is the case I am glad. You look much better with a nice skirt" I replied somewhat relieved. Finally, my prayers had been heard. "So… Can you tell me what made you change your tastes?"

At that moment, I knew something was wrong. As soon as I finished my question, I could see the change in Liz's expression. Her sweet gaze and submissive expression changed to her usual cheeky gaze and wry smile. She reached down, grabbed her skirt by the hem and lifted it in a split second.

"OH MY GOD, NO!" I managed to exclaim at the nightmare in front of me.

“YEAH GIRL! WE HAVE A DOZEN,” Liz said with the biggest smile I have ever seen in a person in my life. “With my new friends here, wearing a thong is really uncomfortable. So from now on, I will not wear underwear. "

"Well, but at least you will wear a skirt right," I asked in a tone that seemed like a beg.

"Obviously if I go out of the house I will use it, I am not an exhibitionist you know," she told me with a false tone of seriousness.

"It hadn't crossed my mind," I said with obvious sarcasm.

"I'm glad. You will have time to familiarize yourself with my new parts. The offer is still open,” she told me flirtatiously.

"Seriously… I pass," I said a bit jaded. Suddenly a package on the table caught my eye. "Liz, what is it?"

"Oh! It is an order that has just come to me,” she said with evident excitement. She opened the box and showed me. Inside was a sea of ​​adult toys of various kinds, you know, both to enter and to put in.

"Those are a LOT of dildos," I said with some genuine amazement.

"Well yes, I intend to use ALL of them at the same time," Liz said with evident excitement.

"It must have been expensive," I told her as I mentally prepared myself to endure Liz's climaxes, which were characterized by their sonority.

“Oh sure it was expensive, buy the best quality. The credit card really suffered this time.” She said taking her box and going to her room. “I'm going to be busy for a couple of hours. Don't go in unless you want some of what I have downstairs,” she told me with a wink.

"I already said I pass," I answered and saw how she got lost behind the door of her room. "I think I'll have to wear headphones," I told myself.

I sat on the sofa. I turned on the television and tried to forget the vision of LIZ's genital army. I had already tolerated her eight companions for a long time, I just had to get used to her four new “friends”.

I just needed to relax, not think about anything else. I started the show on Netflix, turn on my headphones, and relax... wait.

LIZ DOES NOT HAVE A CREDIT CARD. DAMMIT!