Try on the pointe shoes

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You take your shoes off and slip a pink pointe shoe onto one foot.  It shouldn’t fit you, yet somehow you foot ends up inside it.  You try to pick up the dangling ribbons, but they slither around your ankle of their own accord, knotting themselves there so the shoe is held firmly in place.  You’re starting to feel a little creeped out by this, but you put your other foot into the other pointe shoe anyways.  Again, your foot slides in easily and the ribbons move by themselves, knotted themselves around your ankles.
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You take your shoes off and slip a pink pointe shoe onto one foot.  It shouldn’t fit you, yet somehow your foot ends up inside it.  You try to pick up the dangling ribbons, but they slither around your ankle of their own accord, knotting themselves there so the shoe is held firmly in place.  You’re starting to feel a little creeped out by this, but you put your other foot into the other pointe shoe anyways.  Again, your foot slides in easily and the ribbons move by themselves, knotted themselves around your ankles.
Your whole body tingles.  You look down at your chest and you see small round breasts, their perky nipples pushing out the front of your tight, pink leotard.  You’ve been transformed into a pretty little ballerina!
Your whole body tingles.  You look down at your chest and you see small round breasts, their perky nipples pushing out the front of your tight, pink leotard.  You’ve been transformed into a pretty little ballerina!

Current revision as of 11:57, 5 July 2007

You take your shoes off and slip a pink pointe shoe onto one foot. It shouldn’t fit you, yet somehow your foot ends up inside it. You try to pick up the dangling ribbons, but they slither around your ankle of their own accord, knotting themselves there so the shoe is held firmly in place. You’re starting to feel a little creeped out by this, but you put your other foot into the other pointe shoe anyways. Again, your foot slides in easily and the ribbons move by themselves, knotted themselves around your ankles.

Your whole body tingles. You look down at your chest and you see small round breasts, their perky nipples pushing out the front of your tight, pink leotard. You’ve been transformed into a pretty little ballerina!

“Okay, girls,” Miss Glenda says. “Let’s get the new pussy naked and fuck her brains out.”

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