Don't try to change me

Part 2

Kylie was messing up with my luggage bags to get a fucking hot dress for me to wear tonight.
"You have bullshit" she said putting her hands onto her hips.
"Lets go get you something to wear ain't you gonna wear any of this trash" Kylie huffed continuing with her shit.

I was not into those skin tight slutty dresses rather I was more of oversized hoodies or the mere swimwear person. No in between.

We went to a fancy looking shopping mall in central city with almost every local and international brand. It was huge and looked expensive.

"Hey I find this fucking stupid to spend my money to get a fucking dress for me to fuck a fuckboy and then never see him again" I said halting my steps from going any further.

"That is fine If you want to fuck him again...totally up to you but you are definitely investing your money on a fucking dress"
Kylie said pushing me into the elevator and Catty joined her laughing at all that rubbish.
Both of them were on a hunt for my dress as though I was gonna go to the Cannes.

They roamed around almost two floors to fetch me a dress.Finally both of them ended up picking a black speghetti strap mini dress with some embellishments at the hem.

"Come on put this on and show us" Catty handed me the dress and I went inside the changing room.
The dress was no doubt breathtakingly beautiful. It hugged my all curves and ended few inches below my center.My ass and boobs automatically popped out in that dress.
The Black colour suited me so well and I was so certain that I was gonna look like a fucking whore.

Their eyes roamed around my every curve as I got out of the changing room.
"You look ready for a fuck girl... hi" Catty exclaimed with amazement.

Kylie adjusted the strapes of my dress and tucked my hair at the back of my ear
"Pay the bill and let's get you some heels now"

"but I have a pair at the hotel room" I retorted back
"oh yes those heels.. even my granny would discard them by just fucking looking at them" Kylie spat back almost shouting on my face.

"I m not comfortable wearing heels you know that bullshit"
I sucked at walking in heels.
No no no I sucked at walking in general.
Oh God I was not gonna spend more money but I knew these bitches too.

After all our argument we were standing in front of a pencil heels shoe showcase.
I being me was making weird spooky freaky faces to annoy both of them but they were damn determined to get the heels.

"Could you please adjust these heels according to her size" Catty said to the salesgirl.

She gave me long black heels which were looking so sexy on my feet but damn how could I walk in these fucking "drills on feet".

Anyhow I ended up buying them after my utmost try of not getting them. Then we had a lunch at a food court and headed back towards the hotel room.

My bitch friends were more excited than me for tonight. Kylie wasted no time and started curling my hair into soft curls after me taking a shower while I and Catty were sipping onto some beer. It took like two fucking hours for just my hair. I was super annoyed and I literally got a neck sprain.

Oh I so wanted another beer can!!

It was almost eight in the night when we received our ordered food. I ate it like I had been empty stomach for ages.
After that kylie came up to my face plastering it with a dozen of god knew what makeup products. She left no choice for me to look no other than a slut ready for a fuck. Dark smokey eye makeup with deep red over lined lips and that skin tight black mini dress with those sexy black heels. Yeah a perfect looking hooker.