#pretty doll

[diariebyanna]

[veryprettydizzyy]

Getting dressed to meet with my new potential royal advisor.

He was kind enough to send an outfit for me as a gift for agreeing to let him meet with me. He was also so sweet to put on a record from his homeland. The music is odd but gentle. And the candle he lit is a bit fragrant, but pretty. Too much for my nose but if I tune it out. Instead, focusing on the gentle music, or the special dress. I don't even notice the candle puffing sparkly clouds of scent through my nose and up into my head.

Was my head always so fuzzy, maybe it's just because my hair is being done up. Oh my hair is done up. That's only for quite formal events, I thought.

My chemise is jostled and so are my thoughts as I am pulled into the stiff hug of my corset. As my handmaiden works on my hair while my potential new advisor gently smooths my chemise under my corset I- wonder if it's customary for the advisor to dress the princess in his gift.

I open my mouth to ask, but my handmaiden gently presses my head down just a bit to tie up the style, while at just that moment the advisor pulls rhythmically on the strings of my corset. Tug, tug, tug, tug.

"Isn't the lace just so pretty"

His voice was velvety smooth, guiding my eyes to the lace on the edge of my new corset, my head, low enough to only have view of my chest as he tug, tug, tugs, and my pretty boobies bounce, bounce, bounce.

I simply stare. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

"So pretty"

The candle smells so strong, the music is so relaxing, the dress fits so nicely if just a little snug. Suddenly my head was being lifted again.

The princess stared at the portrait that seemed to move. The advisor's head on her bare shoulder. "There you are"

The necklace I didn't remember wearing glowed the prettiest shade of pink when I suddenly remembered.

That's me! Such a pretty princess. Hair done up, nice and high, boobies bounce so much, each part of the dress tightly encasing me. Far too tight to remove on my own. My pretty high heels are too high for me to attempt to move.

My advisor places his hands on my waist, pulling me into him.

"It will be so nice to work with you, princess."

[gentlur]

[quirkedupshawdy]

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[average-girlypop]

Outfit while I’m doing yoga outside and totally not distracting you while you’re doing yard work 💕

[wintertraumaposting]

Doll with no genitals, but a very intact arousal, humping a pillow in vain. There's no hope of getting off, no real sensation, but maybe if it just tries a little harder. Maybe...

[feralharpygirl]

The Princess chafes and bristles on her perch. She's trying her best not to move, because every movement sends unbearable sensations zipping down the shafts of her quills and deep into her flesh. Diplomacy. She wrinkles her nose and sticks her tongue out in disgust. But she's been promised an extra large meal - still alive! - for dinner if she plays her part well.

So, she's been stuck in a simple gown to look a little more presentable, the treasured disarray of her cage has been tidied, and she's been made to sit on this silly official perch. All to prattle the trite nonsense she's memorized to some silly little girl while the real work is handled elsewhere.

At least she was recently stuffed with food to keep her more pliable, but even after just a couple minutes waiting, she's already bored and irritable. Her head perks up at the sound of footsteps approaching the door. She hopes the other princess is someone fun, at least, and not another dry stick in the mud...

@democrab

[alexfcknmess]

She is my first girl bjd! Her name is Onyx ^^ (sculpt: Lina from supia doll)