Dress to In Press (Flattening/Tf Caption)

"Hmmmm~ Girl I told you that if you crossed me in a club or when I was preparing to make a move at one, just one more time. That you'd 'encircle' your future and I'd leave you in stitches after I put you flat on your ass. Did you think I wasn't a woman of her word?. . ." The woman hissed, her words tine giving away her catty attitude as her well filed and manicured nails dragging across the pleather material dangling off her curvy hips. The slight shine giving its unique olive tones a beautiful glint as she shimmered slightly.

"Well after you claimed I was just some dance floor diva trying to do a slutty show going from club to club sleeping with guys as a way of ruining my moment with someone I decided to hold true to my warnings before." She cintinued her eyes closing as she reminisced how she had ended her foe's bimbo bar crawl from one blow job to the next. Her foot having booted the woman down before she stomped with one leg. Pinning the nuisance to the floor before she repeatedly stomped with her other. Feeling her soles warp and compress the haughty harlot she was fed up with. Til nothing but an olive toned fabric had laid before her beneath her bare feet. Her heels having slipped off during the onslaught that night before she curled the throw rug and proceeded home.

"Mmmm~ that was so cathartic, but. . .it still wasn't nearly enough~ I Said I'd also leave you in stitches as well, nit just lay you out flat~ So what better way to use those 'blowing' lips of yours that always were a kiss ass, than to stitch them into a new fake as your former arrogance skirt to wrap around my ass!~ They say 'Dress to Impress' but you got 'Pressed to (totally~) in dress!'~. . Now Blow a kiss to the camera and say 'flirt skirt skank!'~"