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charli: sweat tour diaries 💚

oi luv… look at u panic. it’s actually hysterical. i’m standin’ ‘ere backstage, sweaty mess, tits pressin’ against this little black tank, and you? you’re actively avoiding lookin’ at my chest. 😂 straight lads don’t ignore tits, babe. they don’t get rock ‘ard starin’ at a patch of wet armpit hair whilst ignorin’ the actual goods. but that’s you, innit? petrified of a woman’s body unless it’s the nasty bits. u’d rather huff the sour, keen reek comin’ off my pit after a two-hour set than even think about pussy. 🤢 that’s your safe space, yeah? the bacteria. u wanna bury ur face in the clumped hair and lick up the salt cos touchin’ a soft, pretty girl makes ur tiny dick shrivel up in fear. u want the grime cos u know u’ll never be man enough for the glam. go on then, little piggy. get ur tongue in there. pretend u’re normal.

it's giving… feral pit pig 🐖💦💅

mid-flight daydreams with tay

i'm looking out the window on this private jet, sipping champagne in my cozy grey sweatpants, thinking about how sweetly pathetic you are. i'm flying to a city where a real man is waiting for me. you can stay home and worship my instagram stories like the lonely little thing you are. my bare feet are curled up on this leather seat, totally relaxed, because i know i don't have to worry about you trying anything. you are my ultimate gbf, after all. you don't even want pussy, which is why we work so well together. you just want to hear all the messy, dirty details about the guys i meet. when i land, he's going to slide his hands up my stomach where my cropped hoodie ends, and you're going to be at home, locked in your cute little pink cage, staring at your screen. it's so comforting knowing your tiny clitty is safe and tucked away while a real man takes care of me. when i call you tomorrow to tell you how big he was, you'll be so happy for your bestie, won't you? do you still love me, sweetie?

it's giving… terminal best-friend zone

look at me?. stop staring at that twink by the dj booth and look at me. yes, i am ordering you to go talk to him. what are you gonna do? say no?. don't you dare give me that wide-eyed "but… but i'm straight!" look. we are so beyond that. i've seen you go through your "adventurous" phase, your "bicurious" phase… honey, it's time to just admit you're in your sissy slut era. you belong on your knees with a popper bottle in one hand and a dick in the other. you are a good girl who does what she's told. now go be a fucking cliché and get your back blown out in the bathroom. i'll cover for you. 😉

domestic bliss with bella 🧺✨

omg stop, pass me the steamer, this crease is literally giving me anxiety. isn't this black silk just insane though? the sheen is major, it’s giving vintage ysl executive realness. honestly babe, i love our little laundry dates. it's so validating to have a bestie who actually appreciates the structural integrity of a collar and a perfect blowout without trying to hit on me. 💅 but real talk? reading that text on the pic… it's tea, isn't it? i see you fidgeting. you aren't imagining ripping these trousers off me, you're imagining wearing them while some stud totally destroys you. embrace it, sweetie. the 'straight guy' act is so last season. now, fold that graphic tee properly, edges aligned. chop chop!

it's giving… housework but make it vogue 👠

tay's midnight confession

i saw you staring at my red lips tonight. undressing me with your eyes while i drank wine with blake. it’s so cute how you play pretend, acting all tough.

but like… we both know what floral panties are under your jeans right now. i told selena and we literally cried laughing. i just don't do guys in lingerie, sweetie. i need heavy hands and a real man who wrecks me, not some blushing girlfriend with a locked-up little clitty.

just admit you’d rather be wearing my lipstick for him.

it's giving… delusional little sister energy. 🎀

a favor for a friend

god, i’m so fucking paranoid right now. it's not my period, i think it's worse. i think i have a yeast infection. i know, tmi, but who else am i gonna tell? you’re literally the only person in my life who would find this fascinating instead of disgusting. my boyfriend would just be annoyed he can’t go down on me for a week. but you… i can see the clinical interest in your eyes. it’s so weird. okay, so listen. last night this billionaire took me out on his yacht, and we ended up fucking in the ocean. i know, it's bad for your ph, whatever. it was hot. but now, i feel… yeasty. like, it’s getting a little chunky, and it has that sour, bready smell. can you do me a favor? i know this bikini is tiny, but i need you to get really close and just… check the vibes. see if you can see anything. actually, wait. here. take my bottoms. they’re a little damp. just give them a quick sniff. tell me if they smell more like the ocean or more like a sourdough starter. don’t be shy, slut. this is what girlfriends do for each other. it’s actually a perfect test for you. a real man would be so turned on by the idea of my pussy, he wouldn’t even notice. but you’re not a real man, are you? you’re more interested in the pathology of it all. you’re like my personal little lab technician. it’s so much safer this way. now smell it and tell me if i need to go get monistat. we have guys to meet tonight and i can’t be worried about my coochie.

babe. supermodel hotties are literally talking to you about vaginal discharge. you think you're getting pussy again? 🤣🤏

flo's dirty little secret

oh, look at u, starin'. go on then, luv. get a good, long sniff of my post-gym pit. it's all musky and damp from a proper hard session, innit? every squat, every lift… all for him. so he can throw me around later. but just close ur eyes for a sec. imagine it differently.

i want you to picture this arm, not just sweaty, but dripping. imagine the thick, white ropes of his spunk caked into these little hairs. him finishing all over my chest and me just wiping it up into my pit, savin' it. the smell of his cum mixing with my sweat. that's the real fragrance of a woman who's been properly used by a man, my sweet girl. it would be so sticky and potent.

so be grateful it's not dripping with his spunk now, you pathetic little loser. for now, you only get to worship the potential, the clean version. but don't worry. i'll make you lick it all up for him one day. it's good practice for you. now tell me you still love me.

it's giving… secondhand devotional fantasy

dua's lip service 💄

oi babe, look at this pigment pay-off though. mental, yeah? i saw you clocking the shade as soon as i pulled the tube out. you’ve got a better eye for undertones than my actual makeup artist, i swear. it’s a bit embarrazzing for a 'straight bloke' to know exactly which liner matches this satin finish, innit? 😂 but i love that for us. look at the nail art too, see the little silver stars? took hours. you appreciate the artistry way too much, hun. honestly, watching me gloss up is like your super bowl. maybe later i’ll let you try a little tester on your hand… or maybe just straight on that pout, seeing as you’re practically begging for a makeover with those eyes.

it's giving… closeted cosmetics consultant 💋

(an alternate universe where taytay married you)

mastermind behavior 🪩

isn't it absolutely hilarious looking at the pap photos from our little dinner date at nobù last night? all the cameras flashing, catching u with your hand on the small of my back, treating u like the big strong protective daddy to this huge bump.

sometimes i just have to laugh. i mean, we're legally married, the whole world thinks we're this perfect endgame romance, and yet… we've literally never even had sex. everyone thinks this is your baby, but it's totally not. travis really left his mark on me that weekend in kc, didn't he? god, the things he did to me… he was so big and relentless. i'll have to spill all the filthy details to u later while we do our skincare routines. blake and gigi still can't get over the fact that i actually pulled this off.

it's just so cute that the public actually thinks u could ever do this to a girl. even if u weren't locked up tight in steel, we both know ur useless little cl!tty couldn't ever get the job done. u wouldn't even know where to put it.

that's exactly why i chose u, though. ur completely safe. ur just my fabulous little accessory playing dress-up as a husband, keeping my secrets while the real men do the heavy lifting behind closed doors.

it's giving… gloriously pathetic cuckold husband

kenny's sweaty little secret

sooo liiike… hailes was lit-rally begging me to shave before the shoot today but i was liiike, omg no babe, my little gay pet neeeeds this. 💁‍♀️✨

it is sooo fckn empowering just letting it grow raw. and honestly? it's perfect for us. u get to just bury ur pathetic little face in my sweaty workout pits and worship, totally safe from the scary pink parts u lit-rally can’t even look at. 🤢 we both know ur never getting anywhere near my pussy, right sweetie? that’s for actual, massive, throbbing cocks. 🍆💦

but you? ur just my safe, pussy-repulsed gay bestie. my cute little emasculated sissy. u get to clean up my musky sweat and pretend ur one of the girls while i text benito about choking on his dick later. 🤭 it works perfectly 'cause ur basically just a useless little clit with zero man-vibes anyway. keep cleaning my pits, babe, u exist for my scraps.

it's giving… safe sissy pit-pig 🐽✨💅

pit stop with dua 🇬🇧

oi, caught you zoomin’ in on the prickly bits again, didn't i? proper nasty little freak, aren't ya? 😏 literally haven't showered since pilates and honestly, i smell absolutely vile under here… like pure sweat and onions. bet that makes your tiny dick so hard tho, yeah? knowin' i'm all musky and gross?

it’s actually mental how obsessed you are. like, i could have any bloke in london worshippin' my body properly, but here you are, my pathetic little bestie, beggin' to just… sniff. it’s givin’ desperate, babe. come on then, don't just gawk. get your nose right in the stubble. huff it deep, like poppers. taste the salt, yeah? be a good little faggy and clean up the sweat with your tongue before i go meet a real man. 🚿💀

it's giving… savoury armpit worship 🧀👅💦

charli’s bowling alley breakdown 🎳💚

babe honestly put the ball down, ur wrist is way too limp for this sport innit 😭 it’s actually tragique watching u try to puff ur chest out for these girls when u clearly just wanna ask that one in lane four for her setting spray routine. i saw u clocking my adidas top as soon as we walked in, gagging over the vintage retro fit… straight boys don't notice colour blocking or stitching details, luv, they just look at tits. ur literally vibrating rn not bc ur horny for her, but bc u wanna be one of us so bad. just admit u wanna swap shoes, get a matching mani, and gossip about which lads here have the biggest… scores. sit down, serve purse-holder energy while i fix my liner, and stop embarrassing urself.

it's giving… limp wrist bowling champion 💅🎳

kenny's masterclass for good girls ✨

literally just got off face-time with hailey and we were both saying how important lighting is when ur, u know… busy. my vibe is always super minimal, totally clean girl aesthetic, u know that. but the highlighter? it's literally everything. u need to take notes on this rn, sweetie, because i want u looking perfect.

sit down at ur vanity. take a liquid glow—use something nice, nothing chunky or glittery, it needs to look like real skin. tap it right on the very highest point of ur cheekbones. blend it up into ur temples with ur ring finger. now look in the mirror and practice the angle. u see how my face catches the light perfectly when i tilt my chin up and look through my lashes?

that's the literal exact angle he's gonna see when u finally get to drop down on ur knees. think about it… ur looking up at him, ur lips are parted, and that tiny subtle gleam of light just makes u look so sweet and soft and helpless for him. it’s not just makeup, it’s ur uniform. it's how real girls prepare for pleasure. so go wipe off whatever u have on and practice, baby. i wanna see u flawlessly contoured for his lap.

it's giving… pretty little cock-worshipping canvas 🤭

dula peep’s exclusive gallery tea

listen up, luv, because me and the girls have completely upgraded and we ain't ever looking back. look at this absolute work of art in white, strutting through the gallery like i own the bloody place. you honestly think a sad little bloke like you could ever touch this? do not make me laugh, babe. all my stunner mates have gone completely black-only now. it is literally the only option for a real woman. we was chatting in the back of the cab last night, laughing about how tiny and pathetic everyone else feels compared to them. the sheer confidence, the size, the absolute presence they carry… nothing else can satisfy us. it makes standard blokes look completely useless, innit. you’re just meant to sit there in silence, a proper little fanboy watching from the sidelines. you don't get the invite to the club, sweetie. you just get to hear the stories and dream about what it's like to be a real man. while we out here getting absolutely worshipped, you can just keep on staring at your tiny... hands.

it's giving… absolute goddess control 👑💅🏼✨

oh my god, sweetie, stop staring so hard, you’ll burn a hole right through this dress, naa? do you like it? it’s for my date with adi tonight… it makes my bum look good, right? i know you’re the expert. it’s just so funny, re-ah-lly… thinking back to when you used to try and hit on me. it was so cute, bless your little heart. you, with your… desperate little straight-boy act. god, i’m so glad we’re past that. this is so much better, isn’t it? me, getting all dolled up for a real man, and you, my pretty little thing, helping me get ready.

anywayyy… adi is just in the other room… he got back from his workout a little while ago and i’m not even joking, the entire flat still smells like him. you know that smell? like… pure, musky, sweaty man. it’s so… primal. even after he showers, you can still smell it on his skin. ugh. anyway, i know you’re obsessed with him. don’t even try and deny it. which brings me to a little… favor. he’s been complaining that i don’t give his ass enough attention. and like… i get it, it’s a great ass. but i’m just not a rimming girl, you know? i’m a princess. but you… you’re a specialist, aren’t you?

i see you staring whenever he wears those short shorts around the house. i know you’ve memorized the perfect, dark, hairy swirl of his gorgeous asshole. you can probably taste his post-workout sweat just by thinking about it. you want to just bury your face in there, don’t you? get your tongue deep into that musky, manly hole and lick him clean for me. it’s okay, you can admit it. it’s what you were made for, sweetie. your little pussy-free life makes you the perfect candidate. think about it… you, on your knees, servicing my man while i watch, looking pretty in this dress. it’s the perfect arrangement, naa?

it’s giving… i get the dick and you get to clean up after him. 👅🍑

taylor swift: the vigilante muscle edit 👠

seriously? i’m in the middle of orchestrating the financial and social collapse of a man who wronged me, like, full mastermind shit, and you’re just… drooling. at my legs. god, you’re so fucking predictable, i adore it. and i know you’re not even thinking about what’s between them, because you made me that pussy-free promise in the green room after the vmas, remember? you swore. no, you’re completely mesmerized by the muscle definition. this is your fault, you know. you’re the one who used to whisper, “tay, we need quads that could crush a man’s skull. for the aesthetic.” you said it as a joke, but i took it as a challenge. and look at us now. it’s our vigilante shit era, for real. any other guy staring at me this hard would get a restraining order, but you… you’re just my personal muscle encyclopedia. you’re safe. you’re one of the girls. you’re the one i call when i need to know if this heel makes my calves look powerful enough to stomp on someone’s heart. your obsession is my asset. it proves you’ve finally accepted your role. now stop staring and be a doll, tell me if my lipstick is still perfect. we have a reputation to uphold. 💋

dua’s pout protocol 💄

oi love, eyes up here! wait, act-shully, keep ‘em on the pencil. you’re absolutely fackin’ obsessed with the technique, aren’t you? it’s giving major gay bestie energy the way you’re analysing my cupid’s bow instead of checking me out. this feels like a safe space for you, dunnit? sitting at the vanity, smelling the setting spray, wishing i’d just accidentally slip and draw a heart on your cheek. honestly, babes, this shade—deep burgundy—would look mental on you. proper luscious. imagine me doing your liner, over-lining just a bit, so you can practice your 'o' face for the boys at the afterparty. you’re practically drooling at the thought of finally being one of the girls. hold my mirror while i finish, good girl.

it's giving… lip liner loyalty test 💋✨

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