The Mysterious Mistress M

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘑𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴

Thema Jones, an African American woman. She was curvier than most people. Always hated her body, thick thighs and chubbier on the stomach. Her big breasts didn't help either. She accepted this request because she was surprised someone would want her with a body like this.

She loved her room, it was everything she could ever dream of. There was photos of her with her family. This made her tear up a bit because she moved there two years ago for her job and only visited them on holidays or birthdays.

The clothes in the closet was shocking, they didn't seem like they would look good on her. She was debating whether to throw them away or not because they looked expensive. An envelope was on a gold dress. She opened it.

-Thema, your body is perfection and I would love if you wore this dress. It is your choice my dear. ℳ -

A red blush appeared on her face. She was flustered, how could such a dress look good on her body? Against her dark skin. She decided to try it on.

Shock appeared on her face when she looked in the mirror. The dress was beautiful on her body. It clung to just the right places but still was comfortable. Not too tight or too loose like most of what she wore. It was just, perfect. The gold looked amazing with her skin tone.

Thema could never have thought bright colors would look good on her, especially since she was darker than her mother. She felt more confident in her self now, she got excited. Jewelry was her favorite part. She kept it simple, and wanted to get to the dinner as soon as possible.
When she got there she saw another girl, in a baby blue dress. She was really pretty and skinny. It made her confidence drop but she took her seat. The girl spoke to her.

"E-Excuse me! I think you're really pretty!"the girl said, sounding embarrassed.

"Thank you but you're even prettier."Thema replied, a bit shocked by the compliment.