MorphieAnna

Facial: I had just entered the room. "Would you sit down, please!" she said, indicating the seat for me. I sat down. "I've been looking forwards to this all week!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Ofcause, I know!" she replied, as she prepared to give me my weekly facial. "Just look at the image before you, and mimic the expression!" she pointed out. I complied without a word. She carefully applied my foundation, before starting up with my blush. Now she painted my eye lids, then painted my lips a purple hue. The Fly: "Would you like to have a jell'o?" she asked, presenting my with a plate of jell'o. "Thanks, I'd love one of these!" I say,

 Sneaking In: It was cold outdoors, even though I was not alone. I had just found a door, I thought we could sneak in through, hiding from the dark and cold. Once we had slipped through the door, there was a short hall, and doors on both sides. I chose the second door to the right. Behind the door, we found a flight of stairs, leading downwards. At the moment, it was quiet, and still. We walked down, what seemed to be forever, and was several floors down. There we found a new hall, and she chose the third door to the left. We soon noticed a faint glowing, enough to let us see. What we found was a table with two suit on it, and chan

 In the Morning: I had just woken up, I was about to put on my clothes. Then my feet bumped into something as I sat up on my bed. To my surprise I find a box with what appears to be a suit. The Suit: I pull out the package, and then open the box to see what it contains. The first I found was the top. After that, there is a skirt, the stockings, and the shoes for me to wear. Why ells it was there, if not for me to wear it? Ofcause, there are the pompoms. Now it hit me. It's a Cheer-Leaders suit. I momentarily ponder the suit. Finding it somewhat unusual, even on the unconventional side, even for me. Then I let go of the notion.

Arrival: I had just arrived at the door. My excitement and expectations were at a peak. Could barely breath. The next moment the door swung open, and there she was. I could see her standing before me, and I promptly stepped in. The time was exactly as decided. She had asked me to come at exactly this time of the day. I did not need to wait for her to say, and my shoes came off. Following her to the designated room Then sat down, comfortably awaiting her fulfilling her part. My Hair: As I lean back, she wash my hair, now I could not turn back. She spray my hair with warm water, then work it over with her hands. The next moment, s

A Quick Surprise: I rarely have anything with the mails, not even bills these days. Since I don't order anything on line, or anything at all, there is nothing of that nature either. Still, I check the mail every week, at least, just for the sake of it. Today is is a Monday, and I walk out the door, checking the mail. To my surprise, there is something in, waiting for me. The Package: I had picked up the package and placed in my bedroom earlier. Now I unwrapped the paper around the box of the package. Ofcause I had checked that the address was indeed mind. Then I had also made sure the content was intended for me. With that out of

The Shoppe: There you go. The shoppe had just opened. Now I just need to trick people into buying a few of my suits. For now, there is a separate space for each suit. The line the walls of the shoppe. With only five suits up so far, I can spread them wide. These suits are made to fit everyone. It's not like your size matter to how the final look is to be anyway. Then I have a line up in my front window. I want to show off and entice people to come in, to buy the suits. Vectors: The shoppe is not my only means to reach my costumers. I have a site on the net, from which I sell the suits too. Aside from that, I have them sold by ma

The Girl: Preferably, you find a willing girl. The reason is that if she's not willing to become a Gargoyle, She needs to be of a proper age, between thirteen and twenty one is ideal. If she's not agreeing to every step of the process, she'd become a rogue Gargoyle. You most certainly don't want a rogue Gargoyle around. You ask her if she agree to be covered in the latex, then to have a tail, and bat wings. If she doesn't agree, you simply start over with a new girl, simple as that. The Interview: “You feel okey with getting covered in latex?” “Yes, please, for as long as you wish, preferably permanently! The girl rep

Purchase: I had entered the store, I was looking for something fun as a present. Then I came across what was referred to as 'Pet in a bottle'. For some reason, I was seduced by the idea, the simplicity. There is an image on the bottle, depicting a pony. I could find other bottles with various images, of different pets. Only I had decided I was to pick the pony. How the clear liquid could form a pony, I had no clue. In the end, I picked up the bottle, then paid for it and simply left the store. Delivery: I had had the fortune to had an errand close to where the gift was to be delivered. The bottle is in a gift box, mush like most gi