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“Your sexiness determines your worth.”
“Oh my goodness...” you moan, suddenly getting so incredibly horny. “My sexiness determines...my worth...”
Your red lipstick becomes hot pink as your dress becomes a long and flowing black gown with a zipper on the front that leads right to the bottom of your massive rack. You instinctively unzip it (like you always do), exposing your torso and the flanks of your tits. You knew you had to look sexy because it meant you were important. It meant you were special. It meant guys would want to fuck you. It meant you would go far in life. And of course, you wearing such stunning and slutty clothes like your favorite black dress all the time because you knew your worth, and you knew it was high. You never cared much for being smart or anything like that, because as long as you looked good, that’s what mattered. Everyone else wasn’t like you.