Kaytlin POV:
You stood, vag hanging out, in the spray tan booth as your new assistant Autumn sprayed the green, christmas-colored liquid over what was left of your waste. This spray tan tuesday wasn't just like any other spray tan tuesday--this was the tuesday of your annual hall of day party, hosted this year by your former made Assante.
"This year's Christmas party is about to be lit," Assante chimed in from her tanning bed, where she laid, also with her vag out, covered in coke oil and wearing her Blundstone stilettos--witch she refused to take off.
But Assante was wright. This year's christmas party, which you were throwing at your mountain chalet in Ass pin was gonna be one for the books. Everyone was invited, and nobody would ever miss it.
Jerome Scotch himself walked in and you and Assante's faces lighted up. He was carrying two black body bags filled with dresses and you and Assante got dressed.
For the party you wore your ginger hare in a long braid, which looked beautiful against your green skin. Your dress was a custom green velvet jerome scotch dress, which accentuated your hips and matched your skin. Finally, you wore your favorite gold tiara from your personal collection.
Assante wore a red boob trainer with white fur lining and red and green christmas vagazzling for her bottom.
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ASSANTE POV:
You snorted a line of coke of off Zæn's package as he snorted one out of Iggy's vag as Iggy snorted one off of your boob melon nipples. Kaytlin snapped the whole ordeal for her private snapchat story.
Tonight you were hosting the week's biggest party--in fact, it was one of the final few parties before the big knew year's extravaganza, so you knew you had to really let loose and enjoy yourself.
"let's turn up!" you screamed, holding a bottle of vodka in the heir, as you, Kaytlin and Iggy these ended the stairs down into the party. You chugged the bottle of vodka as everyone cheered for you.
After slaying that, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, and your guts wrenched, your heart broke all over again and your pussy beet hard when you saw how it was.
It was Zæn.
"What are you doing here?" you muttered as a single tear escaped your lips.
You felt a tap on your other shoulder and your turned around again. It was Assante.
"You better not be considering it," she said to you. And she was right. Zæn had cheated you so many times, he didn't the serve your time of day.
You turned back to Zæn. "Watch this," you said to him as you, Assante, and Bhad Bharbie hopped onstage together. You were all wearing matching santa boob trainers and vegazzlings--it was perfect.
"Here's a little song I've prepared for you, Zæn," you said with a smug look on your face.
You started to sing, and dance with your girlies.
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"Thank u, next" - original song by Assante.
Thought I'd end up with Zæn. He just wanted my snatch.
Made some videos with Auwen. Now I watch them and laugh.
Even almost got married. And for Zæn i'm so thankful.
Wish I could say thank you to Dylan, cause he knows his angles.
One taught me love, one taught me patience, one taught me taints.
