Devil May Care - Sex Stories

Devil May Care

... trying to hide my face behind Zee's white fur coat, like a young c***d. Zee caught the dirty look from that one particular assistant. "What you doing, hiding behind me for? Don't worry about her, she's not long for this world anyway." Zee revealed me. "W-what? What do you mean she's not long for this world?" I puzzled. "Don't worry about it." Zee tried to brush off what she had just let slip to me. "Y-you're not going to kill her, are you?" I anxiously asked. "What? No! I'd never do that! I just mean, she's... Well, she's going to fall down a flight of stairs and land too badly..." She revealed. "What?! How do you know that?!" I gasped in fear at such a gruesome thought. "I just know." She then stopped and turned to face me. "Look, it's not something I like to brag about, but when someone's number is close to being up, I can see it when I look at them. I hate it, and I hate that I can't do anything about it. If people understood just how precious life is, they'd make the most of it everyday. Now please, can we drop the subject, and just enjoy our shopping trip?" She opened up to me and told me. I was taken aback, and shocked by her being so open with me. I never thought she'd feel that way towards mortal beings like us. "I'm - I'm sorry to hear that. Is there really nothing you can do, what if you told her about it, wouldn't she be able to prevent it?" I asked fretfully. "I use to try that all the time with millions of others before. It never works..." She sighed looking ...

... downbeat. "How comes?" I concerned. "I don't know why, you'd have to ask you-know-who upstairs about that..." She pointed up to the ceiling. "Oh... You poor thing." I sighed and gave her a comforting hug. She hugged me back. "Oh well... First one to find a nice dress has to pay for it!" She suddenly chirped. I smiled and she rushed over to a shelf with lots of nice fancy expensive dresses on it. I stood beside her has she rummaged around, picking out different dress after different dress. She ended up with 5 different dresses wrapped over her arm. "Here," She handed them to me, "go try these on and pick one you like." She instructed before turning her attention back onto other dresses. "Yes, my princess." I smiled at her and did as I was told. I took the dresses with me to the changing room and, having taken off my coat, pyjamas, shoes and socks in the small wooden cubicle, I began trying on each dress. I studied myself in them, in the mirror on the wall. They all fit me perfectly, she knew my size exactly. They looked really nice on me too. Showing off my body in just the right way. If only I had make up on and my hair neatened up, I'd have looked as glamorous as a model! Having tried on all dresses, it was very hard to pick a favourite. She had told me to pick one though, so I kept looking through each dress, trying desperately to decide on the one I liked the most. I was stood naked, holding each dress up to the front of my body, looking at myself in the mirror. Suddenly, the ...