Thirst Trap Collection: Virgin Killer Sweater (set of 5)

Like the maid outfit, also bought from the Throne wishlist. Thanks, don't mention it. Ever :)

Unlike the previous thirst traps, I decided to tell a story. I wanted to regale you with a grand adventure, one that started the moment I received this virgin killer sweater. 

I get my hands on the virgin killer sweater. And I think to myself: holy carp, the world needs to see this. This is a dream brought to life, a fantasy fulfilled, a desire uncovered. I put on the sweater, and after some adjustment (this thing is so long omg) I start taking pictures. The first picture is a masterpiece. The pose, the fabric, the lighting when it eventually cooperates. The first picture is beautiful. I hurriedly send it to my computer so I can add it to the collection.

But then something terrible happens when I set up the camera again for another pose. I turn just a bit to the side, and I see something. I come to a horrifying realization, and my once unwavering beliefs topple under the pull of gravity and my confrontation with reality.

My boobs are small.

DAMNIT THEY'RE SO MUCH SMALLER WHEN I'M NOT PUSHING THEM TOGETHER-

Okay okay we can work with this. What is a pose I can use instead? How can I not draw attention to the lackluster size of my breasticles, but instead highlight the other attributes of my body?

I turn this way. I turn that. Wait wait hold that camera perfectly still, this might work. I turn that way a touch more. More...

Ah yes. Perfect. I face away from the camera and steal a glance back, knowing I'll end up censoring my face anyways. The curve of the back, the cheeky pose, the strings whose purpose I still don't understand. Pure art.

We have a third photo, people!

...

OhfuckIneedtwomorephotosIalreadyranoutofposes

Okay okay, we can do this. I start to think about how I can take more pictures with this sweater. I begin to think. I begin to ponder. What poses should I use? How should I angle the camera? Perhaps I need to wait for the braincell to bounce off the correct corner.

I start staring off into the distance. The minutes pass on by. I become more uncomfortable wearing this sweater (seriously, who decided to make this collar so tight?) and I start getting hungry. Eh it's fine, I'll get food after these pictures. I continue staring. Oops I guess I've taken a photo like this.

My eyes wander around the room. What is something new I could do for a photo? 

Huh, I haven't taken any landscape photos, have I? They've all been vertical. Perhaps I could mix things up a bit, throw in something funky, something fresh. What's a pose that would be conducive to a horizontal picture? And my gaze eventually lands on the Zhongli body pillow, laying innocently on my bed. And then, like returning to a warm, welcoming home after sheltering through a hurricane, my creative spark returns to my brain.

I immediately get to work as I adjust the pillow on the bed. Then when it's in position, I fling myself onto the bed with wild enthusiasm unknown to mankind.

And I have to adjust the pillow again because I crashed into it. Oops.

Now it's time for a masterpiece.

If you got to the end, thanks for reading all of this lol. I hope you enjoyed the thirst traps; I admittedly felt a bit awkward taking these but I think they turned out pretty well~